Working in the Frat House

Education was always very important to my parents. They never got to go to college but both were very well read and self taught. Ether one could hold their own in any kind of gathering but they had big dreams for my brother and me. We didn’t mess around, we never got in trouble, yes ma’am, no sir was expected at all times to say nothing of please and thank you. We were expected to be polite, intelligent, on time and respectful no questions asked. When I graduated high school with almost perfect grades I earned several scholarships was accepted at a really prestigious university. My parents were over the moon but it still wasn’t enough money for everything I needed. Through friends of my parents, I got an interview to be a houseman in one of the very wealthy fraternity houses on campus. If I secured this position, I would be in great shape. I filled out all the paperwork they sent me and the application with a little help from my dad. It was so important to land the job. 

The first interview was with an alumni representative that lived in my area. I was nervous as hell as I drove moms old Buick up to the house and walked up the sweeping front steps of the huge place. I was shown into a large living room and told Mr. Jamison would be with me shortly. I sat on the edge of a chair, scared to touch anything when he walks in. I jumped up and nearly tripped over myself trying to shake his hand. The man was around my fathers age in casual slacks and a nice shirt. A woman in a grey uniform brought in a tray of iced tea and set it down on a side table. Mr. Jamison offered me some as we talked. He said they needed someone responsible to help around the house but only inside, gardeners took care of the exterior. My duties would not interfere with my classes and I would just be on hand to help the main staff and the brothers with what ever was needed. In return, I would receive a salary and a small bedroom free of charge. He seemed to be studying me and it made me nervous. At the end of the meeting he told me I should hear from the chapter president within a week. He shook my hand, thanked me for coming and showed me to the door. A few days later I got a call from the president and said he wanted to set up a time to meet the following week. I freaked out as I didn’t own a car and had no way to make the three hour trip. But he was aware of my transportation issues and said a car would pick me up and return me home the next day and I could stay the night in the house. At the appointed time on the following week, I had a black town car pick me up in front of my house and took me off to the campus. The car pulled up in front of a huge place that looked like a southern plantation house. Talk about intimidating, I was nervous all over again. As I was getting out of the car, a handsome blonde guy in navy blue Bermuda shorts, crisp whit shirt with the cuffs rolled up and some cool looking Greek fisherman sandals walks out to greet me. 

“Hi, welcome. You must be Brian. I’m so glad you could come meet with me. How was the drive?”

Was this guy for real?

“It was very nice Sir. Thank you for sending the car”

I walked over and shook his hand. 

“No need for the sir stuff, I’m Christopher Van de Veer but you may call me your majesty....”

My jaw dropped and I took a step back. He busted out laughing and threw an arm over my shoulder and said...

“I’m teasing you, just call me Chris”

He grabbed my bag from the driver and we headed in. The place was beautiful, I couldn’t believe this was a frat house. The place was plush, fine old furnishings and beautiful oriental rugs with paintings all over the place. Over the mantle was a portrait of Chris himself. I’m thinking I’ve gotten myself in way over my head. He gave me a tour and asked me lots of questions. He took me to what would be my room if they hired me. It was way nicer and bigger than the room I had at home. This was going to be nice. I’d be required to wear a uniform every day. Simple khaki slacks for most of the time and in warmer weather shorts were allowed and I would wear a deep green polo shirt with the frat emblem on it anytime I was on duty. Those would be provided to me. This all seemed excessive to me and I wondered what the catch was. I guess my face was showing my doubts so he asked my thoughts. 

“This all seems way too good to be true”

Turns out, a boy is chosen who they think could use the help. Like I said it was a wealthy bunch of guys and they prided on keeping it that way. If the candidate has the grades and the personality and background, meaning no criminal past they give them a hand up. It wasn’t just a hand out, the candidate had to earn his keep but it allowed him to have a better college experience then having some job flipping burgers for a lot less money. He said with the recommendation to get to meet with Mr. Jamison was a huge step and meeting with him was purely an opportunity to see if I was cut out for it. The job was already mine when they sent a car for me. That night Chris took me to dinner and we had a nice time but I was still a little stiff and formal. I didn’t drink anything but water and ordered the cheapest thing on the menu. I wanted to make a good impression. He asked if I could be back two weeks before classes started to help open the house and help make ready for the returning brothers. He said he’d be glad to send the car for me if I needed it. He told me it was just as well I didn’t have a car as they really had no place for it and the house had one I could drive when I needed to. The driver took me back home and I passed the summer more at ease knowing I had a place to live and a job. I sure hoped this wasn’t a huge mistake. 

When it came time to to go back my parents drove me over. They wanted to see where I’d be living and to make sure I’d be okay. They were pretty impressed by the house and my room which was even nicer than the bedroom they slept in. Soon I was alone with the staff. I found my new uniforms in the closet and I was dressed and working away. It was a hard two weeks but all was ready when the guys started showing up. For the most part, everyone was  really nice. A few were kinda aloof and looked down there nose at me. I just kept my head down and did as I was asked. The snotty guys treated me like a slave but I never said a word I just tried to stay out of the way. I have to say, it was the best looking bunch of guys I’d ever seen. I’d figured out I was gay but hadn’t had much experience at it but I sure didn’t want them finding out anything that would put my job in danger. I didn’t even look at porn on my computer so I’d never get caught, I couldn’t lose this job and disappoint my parents. It was going to be hard enough with all these handsome guys all over the place. One guy really stood out, he was just beautiful. Jonathan Emerson Grace the III or Gracie as the guys called him. Gracie set my heart racing every time I was near him. I could only glance at him when I was in his presence and when he spoke to me I kept my eyes down. I was scared to death he’d pick up on it and know my secret. He was only a little taller than my 6.1 but he was stacked. Golden blonde hair and crystal blue eyes, he had the most perfect cheekbones and full beautiful lips. Beautifully sculpted as if done by a master sculptor, he was perfect   I just felt plain and dowdy when he was near. He just unnerved me. For the first few weeks, I was mostly finding my way trying to figure out what to do next. The house staff consisted of a cook, gardener, housekeeper and me, I was the only one that stayed on property. The gardener came as needed, cook came early in the morning for breakfast, did a smaller lunch for whoever was around and the guys were required to let him know if they were staying in for dinner and if they had a guest then he too was gone for the day and I cleaned up afterwards. The housekeeper was really a service that came every morning after most guys were in class and made beds and cleaned up whatever mess from the night before but they didn’t come on weekends so clean up was my job and only in the public areas the guys had to take care of them selves until Monday. Me, I’m a naturally quiet guy, I’d describe myself as mousy. Like I said, I’m tallish, 6.1, brown hair and eyes and slim more on the skinny side I think. I was never going to turn heads, I was just average and I did absolutely nothing to draw attention to myself. The brightest thing I wore was the deep green shirt that was my uniform. I guess if I was a color, I’d be beige, I just faded into the background and I was fine with that. Like I said, the guys were nice, no one was really mean to me. The snotty guys always referred to me as “you there” or they just pointed or snapped at me but their were only three like that and I didn’t care, I was just glad to be there. Not long after classes started, Chris asked to speak to me in private. It scared the hell out of me, I thought I was in trouble. 

“I wanted to tell you what a good job you’re doing and to let you know I’ve set you up with a standing haircut at this salon” he handed me a card. “You’ll need to call soon and set up an appointment and you will go every other week to maintain the look. I’ve already given him a picture of how it’s to be done”

I looked at the card and recognized the address in the Village. This was the most expensive shopping area in town, on the lines of Rodeo Dr in Hollywood. I couldn’t afford this in a million years, what the hell was I going to do. I looked up at him with a thunderstruck look on my face and started stammering 

“I  ah... you...well, I”

“What’s wrong, it’s a simple thing. We need you better groomed so you don’t look out of place. I don’t see a problem”

Oh god, he’s annoyed with me, now what. I looked down to think. My nose started to burn. Damn, I couldn’t cry in front of him. I’m freaking out, I can’t afford that place and I sure couldn’t go twice a month. He’s going to fire me! 

“Out with it, why are you fighting me on this? It’s just a haircut”

“Sir, I can’t afford it. I could find a beauty school and maybe I could do it once a month”

“First of all, I told you sir wasn’t necessary so drop that and I didn’t make myself clear. You just need to make and keep the appointments. You’re not responsible for paying for this. We just think you need to be more presentable. You’re a bit shabby looking”

I stood there with my mouth open, speechless. My mom had been cutting my hair all my life. I’d never had a professional haircut, ever.  Stupid me, I blurted that out...

“I’ve never had a real haircut before!”

Now he looked stunned. Oh my god! Why couldn’t I keep my trap shut? He’s gonna think I’m some hick. I could feel my face getting hot. 

“Come sit down, let’s talk and shut the door”

I sat on the edge of a chair across his desk as he looked at me in thought. 

“Relax, you’re not on trial here. I just wanna talk a minute”

I sat back but I was far from relaxed.

“Brian, I wish you could relax and let us in a bit”

“I’m just not used to this. It’s a lot to take in. I feel like poor white trash around here. Y’all are so much better than me”

“I completely disagree. You’re far from anything like trash. You wouldn’t be here if that were true. We’re privileged, that’s for sure. For the most part, all the guys here come from old money but we are far from better than you. We’re going to succeed in life, that parts a given. We search out guys like you on purpose. We investigate every part of your life. We know what kind of people your parents are we even know about your grandparents”

“My grandparents? Why?”

“Yes even them. We get applications from guys all over the country trying to get this position. We consider them all but when we get a recommendation, we take those more serious and that’s what you were. That meant someone thought enough of you to put you up for the job. This is just the beginning of the things in store for you. You’re smart and you make great grades, always have and you try so hard to do your best. Even with those three pricks you have to deal with. You handle them with quiet grace and patience.”

I’d never said a word to anyone about those snobs. I had no idea anyone even noticed. 

“The rest of the house is painfully aware of what they think of you and who you are. And yes, they do think they are better than you, they think they are better than everyone. Nouveau riche, you can spot them a mile away and I apologize for their behavior. I really can’t do much about it but you seem to have a hold on the situation. You’re good”

“But I’ve never said a thing about them”

“You didn’t have to. I have eyes and I hear how they speak to you. If it was up to me, I’d kick them out but alas, I can’t”

“Y’all have already done so much for me. Way more than I deserve. I can’t thank you enough”

“I just want you to relax a little and try to enjoy college life a little. Go out, have fun, get laid. You’re 18 and away from the family. Enjoy it”

“Yes sir”

Knock knock knock

“Come in”

“Chris, I wanna...  oh I’m sorry you’re busy”

It was my fantasy man, Gracie. I looked at him and jerked my head back down in shame. God he’s beautiful. 

“It’s fine, just talking. Come in, what’s up?”

Gracie plopped down on the chair next to mine and I immediately tensed up. He’s happily talking to Chris about something and completely oblivious to my discomfort. I kept shifting in my seat trying to get further away from him with out getting out of the chair. Then all of a sudden I realize they had stopped talking and were looking at me. 

“Brian? You still with us?” Chris asked me “are you okay“

“I’m sorry. What did you say. My mind wandered a sec”

Gracie asked if I’d help him set up for a mixer on Friday. I stammered out a yes and he thanked me and apologized again for interrupting and ran out. I was feeling all hot in the face again. 

“Brian, you were pretty quick to pick out the three asses in the house but you’re totally off track with that one. They may be the worst but Grace is by far the nicest guy in our fraternity. Everyone likes him and he’s the one who will always have your back”

“Oh I know, he’s always very nice. He just makes me nervous that’s all. I don’t really know anyone here except you and that just because I met you first and spend more time with you. You all make me nervous”

“You gotta get over that or you’re going to give yourself ulcers. College is hard enough without doing that to yourself. Anyway, thanks for all you do, you’re gonna be just fine just try to relax”

“Thanks for the haircuts. I gotta run. Got things to do”

I was out of there in a heartbeat. I nearly ran to my room. Once behind closed doors I pulled out my hard cock and beat off so fast just thinking about Gracie. He always had on one of those pig pie hats and a big smile on his face. I don’t think he was even aware of how sexy he was. That just made him hotter. 

Thursday afternoon, he found me in my bedroom and asked if we could go get the stuff for the mixer. I drove him around in the frats SUV and we picked up trays of food and flower arrangements. I sat silently behind the wheel and listened as he talked, I could hardly look at him. Finally he put his hand on my arm and I jerked it away like I’d been burned.

“Brian, did I do something to offend you?”

“Ah... nnno! Wwwhat would make you say that?”

“You won’t talk to me unless I ask a question and you refuse to look at me. What did I do wrong?”

I’m gripping the wheel so tight my hands start to hurt and I start sweating like mad. 

“I’m not mad at you. I hardly know you!”

As we pulled into the driveway he was silent. He remained pretty quiet as we unloaded. I’d never seen him so quiet. When we finished and got it all put away, he just walked away and went to his room. I’ve messed up and I gotta fix it. I went up stairs and knocked on his door. 

“Mr. Grace, can I talk to you?”

“Come in” he called out. 

I opened the door and stood slack jawed at the sight. He’s in just his briefs, his perky ass and full pouch blew me away. 

 ”Mr. Grace, I owe you an apology. I don’t know what to say so I just clam up. You’re always so nice and friendly and I’m afraid of saying something stupid”

“Did something happen! You just seem miserable. Don’t you like it here?”

“This is the most beautiful place I’ve ever stayed in. My room is huge and I’ve never had a more wonderful bed. This place is amazing and on top of that, everyone’s so nice to me and you’re so beautiful.....”

Oh my god! What have I done?!?!? His head snapped up at me in total surprise. 

“I mean... ah...ah..ah..”

“You’re gay?”

I turned and ran out of the room. I was down those stairs and out the door so fast. Tears running down my face. They’re gonna kick me out. Oh god what am I gonna do.. I ran to the library and found a quiet spot and hid in a sitting area. I was a mess. I was gonna have to quit school, I had no place to go. My head felt like it was going to explode. Two hours later I hear Chris call my name. I looked up and he was walking my way. I jumped up to run but he caught me. 

“I’m sorry, sir. I’ll get out. I’ll be gone in the morning...sooner if you want. Please don’t hurt me”

Tears are running down my face. I’m bawling my eyes out in in near hysterics. He just pulls me in front of him and holds me at arms length. I’m struggling to get away. 

“Brian! STOP IT, just stop. No ones gonna hurt you. No ones kicking you out”

He kinda shook me a little. I can’t stop crying. 

“It’s okay nothing has changed and I already knew you were gay. I told you we had you checked out. I knew when I met you, I thought you might say something when we met but you’re so reserved. It doesn’t matter”

“But I made an ass of myself in front of Mr. Grace. You didn’t see his face. I can’t go back there and face him. He thinks I’m some stalker or something”

“As far as Grace goes, everyone loves him and he is beautiful. Everyone that meets him has a little crush on him. We kid him about it all the time. He’s not mad or upset. He told me what happened. Now, he is concerned and he’s out right now looking for you”

I took a deep breath and he let me go. I sank back in a chair, exhausted. 

“How did you know where to find me?”

“Made a few calls, you were spotted running in here”

“You don’t care if I’m gay?”

“Why should I? It’s not like you’re the only one or even the only one in our house. We don’t care, it the 21st Century for god sakes. We aren’t in the dark ages anymore”

He’d taken a seat next to me. “Oh and just so you know, I’m gay too, in case you’re wondering”

I looked at him in shock. 

“You?”

“Yep”

“But you’re the chapter president”

“We can do other things you know...”

He winked at me and I smiled

“Chris, he’s gonna think I’m insane”

“Then why is he wasting his time out searching for you?”

He got up and offered me his hand and pulls me up. We walk back to the house together talking. When we got back, said good night and went to our rooms. I lay in my bed and looked at the wall, I was a wreak. At some point I fell asleep and something woke me up. I jumped up startled. I looked around and nearly jumped out of my skin, someone was sitting in the chair across the room, I gasped out loud. 

“Brian, it’s me, Gracie”

“Jesus, you scared the hell out of me”

“I wanted to talk to you”

“Mr. Grace, I’m sorry I said that. I didn’t mean to say that”

“Look, I’m Grace or Gracie. My dad is Mr. Grace, okay?”

“Yes sir”

“Kill the sir shit too. I’m not a formal kinda guy. Are you going to keep avoiding me all the time? I don’t know how this is going to work. We both live here and you can’t seem to be near me”

“I’m sorry, I’ve made such an ass of myself. I’ll do better”

“I hope so”

“I didn’t mean to embarrass you”

“I’m flattered and I’m cool with you being gay. I didn’t mean to freak you out ether. I looked all over for you”

“Chris told me, thanks”

“Sorry I woke you, didn’t mean to scare you. I just didn’t know how to handle this. See you in the morning”

He was hardly out the door and I was beating my cock like crazy. The whole time he was talking to me I was hard under the sheets, I was even holding it in my hand. The room was dark, he never turned a light on so he’d never seen. Or so I thought. What I didn’t know, when he walked out and closed the door he just stood and listened as I whispered his name and jammed fingers up my ass as I said it. I had it for him so bad and he liked that I was so enamored with him. His own cock was hard as he listened, it had been hard when he sat watching me sleep. I didn’t know he could make out in the shadows I was slowly stroking my cock in the darkened room. This was new territory for Grace. He found it hard to walk away and go up to his room. His mind was spinning. 

The next morning, Brian was the first person he saw in the dinning room. 

“Good morning Grace” wow he was really trying

He was a little pink in the face but he didn’t look away this time.

“Morning Brian. Sleep well?”

“Like a baby”

“Good, I’m gonna need your help again this afternoon to get everything set up”

“Yes sir” 

Again with the sir, just let it go. He’s a sweet kid. He thought. 

“What’s your afternoon like?”

“Chris set me up with a haircut and I should be done by 2:00ish. That work for you?”

“Great, I’ll meet you back here around 2:30 and we can knock it out”

As we talked the room filled and they were all eating and talking. Brian kept sneaking looks at me but I didn’t acknowledge it but my cock was getting hard. Maybe I should let him suck my cock...naw, I don’t wanna be that guy. He’d find a boyfriend and his crush on me would be over. Hopefully real soon. Classes were normal and Brian slipped my mind. Didn’t even think about him until I was walking it the door. 

“Has anyone seen Brian?” I asked the guys. 

“I saw him run in and head to the back a little while ago”

“Thanks”

I ran up to my room, dropped my book bag and changed into some gym shorts, a muscle shirt an my flip flops and ran back downstairs. The mixer was to look over a handful of potential pledges for the house this year. We have a few alumni coming and some special guests. I walked back to his room and knocked but there was no answer. I walked in and he was in his shower so I went over to say something. The door was open a little and I had a clear view of him in the glassed in shower reflected in the mirror. He had one leg up on the side of the seat along the back of the shower and three fingers from his left hand were jammed up his ass and his right was beating off like crazy. His slim body was hot looking as the water rained down on him. I never said a word, just quietly watched as he shot his load on the floor of the shower. Just as he shot, he whispered my name again. I pulled the door closed and slipped out of his room and walked back into the kitchen. I stood to the side and drank a Coke. That was wild. I waited a good long ten count and walked back to his little room and knocked. 

“Come in”

“Hey, you ready to throw this thing together”

He was in uniform already and was kneeling down tying his shoes. He stood up and turned around and I just stopped talking. The shaggy headed teenager was no longer around. He was all tightly groomed and clipped. Even his crazy wild brows were trimmed and shaped up a little. He was almost pretty in a boyish kinda way. 

“Wow, you look fantastic. What a difference a good haircut can make. You’re gonna be a hot commodity on campus looking like that”

Brian blushed , his cute cheeks and the tip of his nose nearly glowed in the dark and once again he dropped his eyes and his head followed. I’d embarrassed him and he was so fucking cute. What the hell am I thinking. I like girls, I’m not gay. What is it about this skinny kid that’s making me think weird shit. Not once in my life have I ever looked at a guy this way. Softly he thanked me and cleared his throat. 

We jumped on the set up. One of the brothers volunteered to help and we had it done in about an hour. This was only a cocktail party so it was pretty easy. Brian moved silently around the room picking up empty glasses and plates. He kept the food refilled and everything ran smoothly. It’s like he’d been doing this all his life. He greeted guests at the door answered questions or directed them to Chris or one of the other officers, he was perfect and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. Later after the party was over, I went to my room and pulled out some stationary and quickly jotted down a thank you note to Brian and pulled out five crisp $100 bills and tucked it in an envelope. He was shocked when he opened the note and the money. 

“Sir, I can’t accept this, I was just doing my job”

“No Brian, you weren’t. You were doing my job and you just jumped in and ran with it. You were great”

“I thought I was supposed to help, that’s what I was here for” he looked confused 

“Helping around the house and helping the brothers is one thing but frat events are to be taken care of by the brothers”

“I’m sorry, I didn’t know”

“Are you kidding? You were perfect. You just aren’t required to do that sort of thing. When the pledge candidates arrive, they will essentially be our slaves. And whoever is left and makes it through will pretty much be subservient to the brothers the rest of the year. I just wanted to thank you for hard work, that’s all”

He looked so pleased and I liked making him happy. He started to hug me and caught himself and awkwardly shook my hand instead. He was so damn cute, I almost hugged him myself. 

“Wanna have a drink with us before we shut it down for the night?”

He turned back to the kitchen and came back with a big glass of iced tea as the guys were fixing mixed drinks and such. 

“Brian, we won’t tell if you want a beer or something”

“No thank you, this is all I want”

The brothers all looked at each other and shrugged and started rehashing the party talking about the prospects for pledging. He just sat quietly off to the side and drank his tea. At some point I looked up and he was gone. I slipped away and went to his room and tapped on the door.

“You still up?” As I walked in. Secretly hoping to catch him in the act again. But he was in bed with the covers pulled up to his chin and reading. He’s so adorable laying there looking at me. 

“I’m fine, just tired. Did you need me for something” he started to get up

I stopped him 

“Just making sure you were okay. Night Brian”

And I pulled the door shut. Again I listened outside his door. This time he surprised me and whispered softly...

“Good night. I love you Mr. Grace” then I heard the bedside light click off. I just stood there in the darker hallway. On the other side of the kitchen I could hear the brothers talking and laughing. I didn’t want to go back that way so I quietly slipped out the back door and went for a walk. I had a lot of things to think about. 

For the next week I kinda stayed away from Brian. This really shook me, he’s not the first guy to have a crush on me but I’d never lived with them and I never had thoughts like this ether. I didn’t know what to do.

The party seemed to be a success and Gracie was really happy with me. The following week I hardly saw him. He was out of the house before breakfast and the only time I saw him in the evening was when Chris called an officers meeting and as soon as it was over he was in his room. He was acting so strange, still my fantasies and dreams were all about him. Every time I had some down time I was in my room beating off thinking about him. I had it bad and for some reason he wasn’t around anymore, I hated it but I had little time to think about it because rush was starting. Fortunately for me, most of the rush festivities have nothing to do with me. I pitched in when I saw something that needed to be done but generally that was left to the brothers to take care of. I did my regular duties and went about my classes trying to put Mr. Grace out of my mind.  I know he told me I didn’t have to say that but it stuck. He was in the house more the following week, back to his old self except he didn’t come around me much. I did my best to look at him and all the brothers in the eye and speak. It was difficult for me, I had it drilled into my head from the earliest I could remember. I was to be seen but not heard and I learned my lesson well. I was just more comfortable in the background. Rush week came and went, they picked out 40 candidates out of the 200 something that applied and they had to whittle those down to 20. It was an eye opening experience watching it all happen. It was never an option for me to be in a fraternity, I was never going to the able to pay for it even though I had more money in my account than I’d ever seen. When I started in the house they set me up an account with the same bank the house treasury used. My pay was automatically deposited every Friday. But I completely forgot about it. I’d never had a bank account before. I’d worked from the earliest time I could. I had a paper route when I was younger and worked fast food in high school but I’d always sign my checks over to my mom and she would give me the cash. I never thought we were poor, both parents worked and my brother and I did too. We had a small two bedroom one bath house in a clean and neat little neighborhood on east side of town. Everything was always kept that way too, I guess that’s why I was good at my job. I was trained to see something that needed to be done and just do it and don’t ask questions and since I wasn’t used to having money and I had everything I needed provided to me at the frat house, the account was untouched and unused. I had four pair of jeans, one dress slacks, one pair of tennis shoes, a pair of loafers, five assorted shirts and two dress shirts. The nicest thing I owned was my uniform. The khaki slacks and green shirts were a much better quality than anything I owned so I was always glad to come back to the house and change into my uniform. I took all of my meals at the house and never went out to eat or the movies like the other guys. I wasn’t raised that way and it really didn’t cross my mind. I’ve heard all my life, we can’t afford that so I  never asked and I still had the same mindset. I was here to get an education, nothing more. I didn’t really have friends, I was too shy for that. I knew other students that sat around me enough to say hi but I kept to myself for the most part. I guess I was an odd looking bird, I had a millionaires haircut and grooming but dressed like I shopped at thrift stores which is where mom got my clothes. Other than underwear and socks, I never got anything brand new so you can see why I liked my uniform so much. I didn’t think much of it, it’s what I knew but Chris picked up on it and a few weeks after rush and hell week were over he asked me if I could help him out on Saturday. So right after breakfast I was waiting in the entrance hall when he came down. He had me drive him to The Village, the same shopping area I got my hair cuts. He said he needed a few things and wanted some company and thought I needed to get out of the house so off we went. First stop, was the Ralph Lauren shop, I’d never seen a clothing store so beautiful. We walked into the men’s department and a beautifully dressed man comes up and greets Chris by name and starts showing him new items. 

“James, this is my friend Brian. He’s going to need a few things. I really liked that khaki and blue seersucker suit I saw in the front window. Don’t you think he’d look good in that?”

He agrees, looks me up and down and is gone in a flash. I stood there with my mouth open. He looked at me and smiled. 

“Close your mouth and just let me have some fun. I like doing this”

“But I don’t need anything. I have plenty of clothes and I don’t go places to ware stuff like that”

“Yes, well, I’m doing something about that too. Don’t spoil my fun just run with it”

What could I say, he was the boss. Soon I was pushed in a dressing room and told to strip. First came the suit and a beautiful shirt, I stepped into it and I was handed some shoes and another man with a tape measure around his neck came in and marked it for fit. Chris was sitting in the room with me in a chair with a glass of champagne making suggestions and giving his approval. A navy blazer was brought out and fitted, beautiful casual slacks, sweaters and shirts. I was freaking out again. I caught a glance at the prices of this stuff. This was more money than my dad made in a month and the clothes kept coming. I was getting antsy from seeing the price tags and Chris whispered something to James and all of a sudden nothing had a price on it. We were in that shop for over an hour and my head was spinning. When we walked out, I was dressed head to toe in new clothes and James was right behind us loading bags in the back of the SUV. I was dressed casually in navy walking shorts, loafers a white oxford cloth shirt and a light weight sweater over my shoulders. 

“I’m starving, let’s have some lunch”

He didn’t get in the car but took off across the Village with me hot on his trail. He walked into Cafe Pacific and got us a table. This place was beautiful, white marble floors with black insets, dark mahogany woodwork and this huge crystal chandelier. I’d only seen something like this on TV. We were taken to a table in the window and handed menus. I took one look and nearly fainted. This little lunch was gonna cost a fortune. He just held up his hand to stop me from saying anything.

“Let me have some fun, will you?”

“But why me?”

“Two reasons, first of all I like doing it. When I first met you I saw a diamond in the rough. You needed some polishing. We got that hair under control and I discovered you were cute as hell under that mop. Didn’t you notice the way everyone looked at you after the new look? Even the uniform showed you had a hot little body hidden under those ill fitting clothes. Nothing against your clothing choices but I knew I could do better. Don’t you like the way you look all preppy and hot?”

“I did get a lot of compliments and I do like everything I just don’t know why you want to do all this for me”

“I don’t think it’s ever occurred to you but you deserve it”

“Well what’s the second reason?”

“You represent us when you walk around campus. Most people don’t know you work for us, they see you coming in and out and they think you’re a brother. So you should look the part”

I was mortified. I wasn’t worthy of being put in the same class as them. People are gonna think me a fake and an interloper. Trying to be something I’m not. I’m just a houseman and I told him so. He laughed at that. 

“Oh come on Brian, you’re way to honest and polite for anyone to think that about you. If I know you, you will tell everyone you’re just and employee of the house. Most guys would try to pass themself off as a brother. Not you. In your humble way, you’re proud of yourself and you should me. You landed that scholarship from hard work and good grades, you deserve to be here. You probably deserve it more than a lot of people. Lots bye their way into good universities, you did it the right way and I respect you for it. Brian, you’re a sweet kid and you’ve had the short end of the stick for too long. Let me help you, I’m trying to be your friend here”

“You’ve been so nice to me. I wish I knew how to repay you for all this”

“You don’t owe me a thing, you just be you. That’s all I ask”

He ordered for us and we had a fantastic meal and the rest of the day was as well. When we walked into the house later that afternoon, the brothers were laying around watching TV and talking. They looked up when we walked in and everything went silent. Then...

“Damn....look who’s looking hot”

Cat calls and whistles all the guys were making comments and compliments. Mr. Grace was kinda slack jawed. He never uttered a word just stared at me. That made me nervous but Chris just pushed me to the middle of the room and let everyone get a look at his handiwork. I of course turned bright pink and couldn’t stop grinning. Even the three snobs were impressed with the change. Chris announced ...

“I’m taking our boy out on the town tonight who wants to go with.”

We had a few takers and made plans to meet later to go out. Chris led me back to my room and helped me put my stuff away. I kept thanking him. I told him he didn’t have to do all this, I mean what senior hangs out with a freshman. 

“Brian, you’re cute as hell so why wouldn’t I wanna be seen with you. I mean look at you. You’re a hot little number and the guys are gonna be all over you”

He took hold of my shoulders and guided me in front of the mirror on the closet door. 

“Look at yourself, you’re fucking hot. I’d do you in a heartbeat if I had a chance”

I was so surprised, I’d never in a million years would think a guy like Chris would be into me. I was even more surprised than when he told me he was gay. 

“Don’t be so shocked. Brian, the day you came out to meet with me about the job I wanted to fuck you. Hell it was all I could do not to touch you the whole time I was showing you around. I was scared you would run like a scared rabbit and it wasn’t appropriate because I was hiring you”

“But I was so awful looking”

“I never said you were awful looking, I said you were shabby. Your clothes didn’t fit the body and the hair was a mop but I could see past that”

“Oh...I see. Is that why you made me over, to get in my pants?”

“I can see where you might think that but no. I didn’t. I told you the truth, I did it because I wanted to and it was fun. Brian, you were a cute but shabby little duckling, not the ugly duckling by any means but you are surely the beautiful swan now. I’m also not blind, I know you’re in love with Gracie”

“Oh god, I’m so stupid. Why I had to fall for a straight guy. What’s wrong with me. He doesn’t even like me. He has avoided me for weeks. I’m an idiot”

I turned around and Chris took me in his arms and held me as I cried. It felt so good to be held and he just let me cry it out. He guided me over to the bed and he just held me as I lay in his arms. He gently stroked my hair and face. His thumb wiping tears from my eyes. 

“Chris, I’m such a fool. You’ve been so kind and sweet to me you’re the only friend I have here. Thank you so much for just everything”

Then I kissed him. The flood gates opened and I was just hungry for his kiss and to be touched. He stopped me mid kiss. 

“Are you sure about this. I don’t want to be that guy taking advantage of a situation and I sure didn’t do all this to get in your bed. I like you. I wanna be your friend and I don’t wanna fuck it up with sex. So are you really sure because I want you. I want you bad”

I just rolled him over on his back. Got on my knees over him and started taking my clothes off. Soon we were both naked and I was kneeling between his legs sucking his beautiful cock. I had only done this a few times but I wanted it so bad. He turned me around into a 69 position and he was sucking my cock. Then he was eating my ass out. I’d never felt anything like this before in my life. He rolls me over on my back and said...

“Brian I like you, I like you a lot. But you have to understand, this is just sex. I like taking you out and dressing you up and more than anything, I want to fuck you. If you’re thinking this is more than just having a good time we can’t do it. I’m not looking for that but I do want to fuck you so bad”

“I’m good with that. Just go slow. I’ve only done this twice and nether one was as big as you.”

He started pushing in. It felt like he was ripping me in two. God it hurt so bad. I started to yell and he slapped a hand over my mouth.

“Be quiet. Everyone doesn’t need to know I’m fucking you”

I nodded under his hand but he didn’t remove it. His cock hurt so bad but I wanted it so bad. It was starting to feel better and then it was wonderful and that’s when he took his hand away and kissed me as his big cock filled me hole. 

I was blown away when Chris and Brian came in. Brian was so damn cute in his new clothes. Chris had him looking like the country club set and he wore it well. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He was so cute when he blushed. What was it about this kid that made me want him so bad. Boys had never interested me. I’d always been a pussy hound. I’d been chasing skirt since the 6th grade and now this boy walks in and I’m hard as a rock when he’s near me. The guys went to Brian’s room and never came back. I wondered what they were doing. I slipped from the room to get a beer. They weren’t in the kitchen. I looked back to see if anyone noticed me missing then walked back to Brian’s room. The door was shut so I leaned close and listened.  They were talking about me. About Brian being in love with me and how stupid he felt and then he was crying. My heart broke for him. Fuck, he thinks I hate him. The kid is crying his eyes out and then it stops. I lean closer trying to hear better. He said he’s a fool I think. Chris said something about him being hot and wanting to fuck him. Then something about just being friends and he had to fuck him but only as friends and something abut only being with two other guys before. Then I hear Brian groaning and grunting. Holy shit, Chris was fucking him, I know that sound anywhere. I just had to see with my own eyes. Quietly I gently turn the doorknob and open it a little. I can’t see anything without opening wider. Then a see a movement off to the side and glance up. The mirror on top of the dresser is catching the reflection. I can see Chris holding Ryan’s legs open and he’s leaning over him kissing him as they fuck. I watch for a little while and I saw the magic moment. I saw Chris cum inside Brian as they were kissing. Quietly I closed the door and like the last time I listened at his door, I slipped out the back and went for a walk. The afternoon was pleasant the weather was still warm but I didn’t really notice much around me. I found myself sitting on a bench in the quad watching nothing in particular. My mind was full of thoughts of Brian. Sweet cute Brian. He gave himself to Chris because he couldn’t have me. But could he have me? Did I want him? Why was my head so messed up about a boy? I had so many questions and not a single answer. I never thought of myself as gay but I wasn’t repulsed watching them together. Brian’s slim body was beautiful. That day I watched him in the shower, he made love to himself thinking about me. He wants me inside him. Is that something I could do, did I want to do that. I had to figure this out. Chris said he was taking him out that night and invited anyone to go. I could just be ready and in the living room when they gathered. It would be innocent, other guys would be around. This was a safe way to be around him as I figured it out. I just wanted to be near him. That was my plan. I needed to get back to the house and be ready. I got up and started walking and it hit me. I was hard again, I want that boy. 

That was incredible, the first time I had sex I was 16 and it was mostly a bunch of fumbling around. It was a boy from school and nether of us had ever done anything and he wanted to fuck me. He wasn’t very big but he hurt me so bad I made him stop. We never did it again the next time was a guy I knew and he talked me into letting him try. He knew more what to do and it was better but he only did it because he was moving away and would never see me again. I liked it but that was it. I hadn’t been touched by another guy until Chris. His cock was a lot bigger than ether of the last two guys but I’d been playing with my ass since the last time so I was more used to it. As I lay under him and he fucked me I fantasized about my Mr. Grace. That’s how I thought of him but that was a fantasy and Chris was real. He liked me and we were becoming friends and more than anything, he wanted me in his bed. Friends with benefits, I’d heard the term before, we were friends that had sex. I could do that. He was handsome and sexy and he was so nice to me. Finally I had someone to talk to and do things with and he didn’t care I was to young and poor. He liked me and I liked him to. That night he picked out clothes for me to put on. He said it was like playing for him. He’d always been into fashion and he thought it was fun to dress me up and show me off. It was a little embarrassing but I liked the attention. We walked out and the guys were teasing me again. Surprisingly, one of the snobby boys joined us and five of us gathered in the living room then Grace walked down the stairs looking like a dream. 

“Hey Gracie, come join us. We’re having a coming out party for the new house pretty boy” the guys started laughing but he agreed. 

The six of us piled in the SUV and off we went. Chris made reservations for a large table at this place on Oak Lawn and everyone was in a festive mood. As we sat down, I found myself between Chris and Mr. Grace. I was surprised because he’d been staying clear of me for weeks and now he’s right next to me. He’s his usual charming self and he’s funny and full of stories about his crazy family. It was a lovely meal and a fun evening. The snobby guy, David, was obviously flirting with me. I’d already knew he was gay but as good looking as he was he didn’t stand a chance. He had always been very dismissive of me but now that I was cleaned up and presentable and acceptable to him he changed his mind. We might be friends at some point but I doubt it I ever would date him. I was polite but still reserved. Dressing me up did wonders for my apprentice but old habits don’t just change with new clothes. It was odd, five frat boys from wealthy families and all the things they have in common and me the poor kid dressed up and about as out of place as whore in church. Mostly I just listened and answered questions and tried to keep up. After dinner the guys wanted to hit the bars. They said they could get me in but I said I’d rather just go home. It wasn’t my thing. I did drop them off so they could go hang out and I took the car home. They would Uber back later. I got back to the house and it was pretty quiet not many home on a Saturday night. I fixed myself a drink and headed to my room. It was only 10ish but I was tired and it had been an eventful day. I was glad to slip between the sheets and read a while. A little time passed and I dropped off to sleep and tapping woke me up. 

“Come in?”

“Are you asleep?” It was Grace

I sat up real quick and pulled the covers to me.

“No sir, what can I do for you?”

I reached for my robe and slipped it on and got up real fast. His eyes were on my smoothie bare chest. I’m so skinny I’m sure I gross him out

“Just wanted to make sure you were okay. Did you have a good time tonight?”

“Oh yes sir, it was a lotta fun”

“You hardly said a word at dinner. I hope that’s not my fault”

“Oh no sir, I just didn’t know what to say”

He walked in and closed the door behind him. For some reason he locked it too. He came and sat on my bed facing me. I could smell booze on his breath. 

“Brian, sit with me. Let’s talk”

I sat back down and pulled to covers over my lap. He reached over and pulled the belt on my robe and pushed it back off my shoulders and then off me. 

“You should be comfortable in your own bed so just lay back and talk to me”

“What did you wanna talk about sir?”

He lay his hand on my leg under the covers, the warmth was like a furnace 

“You know I’m only a year or so older than you... You don’t have to call me sir”

“I’m sorry, I keep forgetting. I’m so afraid I’m going to offend you. I don’t wanna mess up again “

“You didn’t mess up and you have never offended me”

He looked at me and I felt warm again. All of a sudden my nose is burning and I duck my head away

“Why are you crying? Are you scared of me”

He reached over and wiped a tear from my cheek. 

“I make a fool of myself every time I’m alone with you. I’m so ashamed. You got to think  I’m crazy”

“Honestly, Brian, I don’t know what to think about anything anymore. You’ve got me all messed up”

I start to pull the robe back up but he stops me.

“You’re a beautiful boy....I have no idea what’s going on and I’ve never ever said that to another guy in my life but god help me. You’re truly a beautiful boy. I’m sorry I keep hurting you. I didn’t mean to but everything I thought I knew about myself is is wrong”

I haven’t said anything, I’m sorta holding my breath. His warm hand is gripping my leg and moving back and forth. 

“Please don’t make fun of me. I don’t think I could take it”

Tears are streaming down my face. I’m trying so hard to keep control. Why is he pranking me...

“No, I’m not. I’d never do that to you. I want...ah...I mean...oh damn. Can I stay with you tonight. I won’t do anything I just wanna be here with you”

“But why?”

“I heard what you said after I walked out that night after the mixer. It unsettled me. I, ...I walked in on you in the shower the day of the pledge mixer. You didn’t hear me and I saw you in the shower and heard you say my name. No ones reacted to me like you do. The way you look at me and made me feel. I thought you were just infatuated with me and you’d get over it. Then I saw how cute you were with the new hair. I could see your sweet face and I couldn’t look away. It scared me. Then today, Chris dressed you up and you took my breath away. Tonight at dinner and that ass hole David was flirting with you and I wanted to punch him in the face. It made me sick, he’s treated you like a slave since he met you then he saw what I saw and started hitting on you”

“But that’s what you’re doing, you didn’t want anything to do with me until Chris dressed me up. How is that any different”

“I know what it sounds like and I get it. I sound shallow as hell. I understand if you ask me to go away. But that night I woke you up, what you don’t know is I sat here and watched you sleep for half an hour. You were so angelic laying their so sweetly. The moon light touched you so softly. I came to have it out with you, set you straight but you looked so vulnerable and innocent I just watched you. It was the first time I had thoughts about a guy. It scared me”

I studied him as we sat looking at each other and then I just pulled back the covers and lay back down. He stood and took off his clothes down to his boxers and got in with me. I wasn’t sure what to do so I just turned out the light and waited. He scooted over next to me and we just lay side by side. Eventually I fell asleep and dreamed of him. Early the next morning just as the sun was peaking over the window seal, I awoke folded in his arms. He’s the big spoon and his boxers are gone. I feel his hard cock against my butt and he whispered...

“Good morning. Is this okay?”

I just nodded my head. I didn’t want to say anything to break the spell. He pulled me tighter and nuzzled his face next to mine. 

“You don’t have any facial hair. I just thought you shave really well. You done seem to have much anywhere at all. Sexy...so soft, like fine silk only better. I like the way you feel in my arms, you even smell good”

He pulled me closer and kissed my neck

“Aren’t you going to say anything?”

“I’m afraid if I do, the bubble will burst and you’ll figure out you made a mistake”

He backed up so I could lay flat beside him. He ran his fingers over my tightly cut hair and kissed me full on. 

“I don’t know what I’m supposed to do here so you may need to tell me and I’m a little scared I might hurt you. I mean you’re only a little more experienced at this than I am”

He leaned in to kiss me and I put my hands on his chest and pushed him back. 

“Get off me me! Move! NOW!”

“What’s wrong? What’d I do?”

“JUST GET OFF ME! NOW!”

I jumped up grabbed my robe and ran out of the room. I ran up the stairs and was banging my fists on Chris’ door. I see Grace coming up the stairs in just his jeans. He reaches me just as Chris opens the door. Through clenched teeth I growled at him...

“You set me up. Why?”

I’m standing in his doorway, my fists balled beside me and a look of total confusion on his face. He’s in boxers and his hairs a mess from sleep. He looks from me to Grace and back again. Grace heard what I said and put a hand out to stop me. I jerked it away and readied my fist as if to punch him and said it again...

“You set me up! The two of you set me up”

Some of the brother heard us and came out to see what was going on. Everyone looks more surprised that I’ve raised my voice for the first time. Chris tells us to come in and told everyone to go back to bed. Nothing to see here as he shuts the door.

“What the hell is going on here?”

“The two of you set me up. I thought you were my friend. I had nothing and now I have even less”

And then the tears started big time. Chris is trying to figure out what I’m talking about so he’s pacing back and forth. Grace is just as confused. 

“First of all, we haven’t even discussed you so I don’t have a clue what you’re talking about. So you better fill me in”

I pointed at Grace...

“He said something about my past that I had only told you. How would he know if you didn’t tell him. Was all the just ta ploy to fuck me. Am I just some stupid toy for y’all to play with?”

“You gotta believe me, no one even knew we were together until just now”

I turned and looked at Grace...

“How did you know I hadn’t been with many people”

That’s when the light came on for Grace, he’d overheard us talking when we were having sex now it was his turn to be embarrassed. He sat down in a chair and dropped his head in his hands...

“I heard you tell him. He didn’t betray you, I did. I’m so sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me”

“What the hell? We were alone. How could you hear what was said?” Chris looked pissed

“Yesterday when you went to help him put his new things away....you didn’t come back and...well, ...I ah.. I listened at the door. My heads been all scared up over him. I wanted to be with you Brian. Last night was so great, holding you as you slept and this morning was...was... I don’t know, it was perfect”

Chris was pretty surprised by this

“You’re gay?”

“I don’t know, I just know how I feel when I’m near him”

“But you had sex...”

“No, we just slept together. He came to my room last night but nothing happened”

“Well, it’s none of my business what you do but Grace, you hurt him and you’re out of here. I’ll have you blackballed in every organization on this campus. What you did was an invasion of privacy both his and mine. And another thing, if you like this boy, do something about it. He’s the real thing and you could do a lot worse. At this point, I’m leaving this in Brian’s hands. If he forgives your ignorant ass I will too. But I’m shocked and disappointed in you. I thought I knew who you were now get the hell out of my room and keep your mouth shut. That’s all”

I apologize to Chris and he gave me a big hug. We were fine and he had my back. I followed Grace back to my room and gathered his things. 

“I’m so sorry, can you forgive me”

I was so upset I couldn’t believe what he’d done. He should have told me when he said everything else but he chose to leave that part out. I didn’t know what to think. 

“If you want me to go away I will. I never meant to embarrass you but if you don’t want me around I’ll move out and get an apartment off campus. I’ll do anything you want”

“You don’t need to move out. That’s crazy. I’ll be honest, I’m pretty upset. I thought I was going to lose everything I’d worked for and the only friend I’d made. You have to understand, you have nothing to lose, but me? With out this job, I can’t afford to go to school here so I’d have to drop out. I’d disappoint my family and I’d be just another loser in a low paying job. Until yesterday, everything I own would fit in a small suitcase. I’m nobody from no place Texas. If you’re just looking at me as a plaything to try out screwing a guy for fun then I need to know. I can work in your house and do my job and we can make it just fine. I’ll get over you. If you’re for real in what you said to me and want to figure it out then you need to find a way to win me over. If you’re serious and we date and find it was a mistake, I can handle that to but if this is just for fun and you plan on fucking with my head...I couldn’t take that, it would destroy me. I’m not a strong person, please don’t hurt me. I think you should leave now because I don’t want to cry in front of you again”

He left and I didn’t see him the rest of the day. I got dressed and spent most of the day in the park. When I got home that afternoon a bud vase with a yellow rose was sitting my my door a note just read, I’m sorry, MG. It was a small gesture but a sweet one. Chris came down that evening to check on me, make sure I wasn’t messed up or something. I showed him the rose, he agreed it was a good first step. We snuggled on the bed and he held me as we talked. 

“I feel like a fool. I can’t believe what happened and I’m sorry I dragged you into this. I jumped to conclusions”

“It okay, I’d have done the same thing. We thought we were alone..... So you gonna forgive him?”

“I don’t know...should I be mad or hurt?”

“Both?”

We lay in silence for a bit

“So how did it come out? I mean that’s not really every day conversation”

I told him what brought it up and what was about to happen.

“Wait, he’s getting ready to fuck you and said that? You’re kidding me”

“I wish I was. His cock was touching my hole and I stopped him. I was stunned, felt like I was set on fire. I couldn’t get out from under him fast enough. I really thought y’all set me up”

“For someone who hardly ever speaks, you sure are passionate. I thought you were gonna kill me for a minute there. Ya kinda scared me”

“I’m so sorry....”

“Would you stop apologizing? You’re kinda hot when you’re fired up. If I’d been sure you weren’t gonna murder me I’d have pulled you in bed and fucked your lights out. What can I say, I think you’re a hot little fucker, I always wanna be in your ass”

I laughed and kinda punched him playfully in the chest. 

“Are you always horny?”

“Only when I’m awake” he kissed me lightly 

“You’re a mess”

“Can’t help it. I like being around hot guys whether I get to play with them or not. Best part of frat life, hot guys”

He’s propped up on an elbow looking down at me. He’s running his hand over my chest, flicking my nipples, he wet his fingers and rubs them on my nipples making me shiver then he trails them down to my navel and further down to my hard cock. He slips his hand inside my briefs and plays with the head of my dick. He pulls out his hand and slide it over the pouch of my underwear down between my legs and slipped his finger inside and rubs my hole. 

“Brian, wanna tell me what you want?”

My breathing is kinda halted as he fingers me.

“Fuck me Chris”

He had my briefs off and his tongue up my ass in record time. Once he had me opened up and ready he got up over me and looked down in my face and pushed the head in. I gasp and throw my head back and arch my back. 

“Look at me baby, that’s just the head. I wanna see your eyes when I give you the rest. You like my big dick in you. God you’re tight”

It didn’t hurt like the day before but it was a lot to take. He was pretty gentle at first, just moving slowly in and out. The pressure wasn’t as intense and it was feeling better and better. Then another kind of pressure starts to build. He’s fucking me harder and pounding my joy button, Chris was literally fucking the cum right out of me. I felt my body tighten up inside around his cock and he groaned and flooded my hole with his load. I’d never even touched my cock, I was holding Chris as he fucked up into me. 

“That was incredible “ he panted as he collapsed on me “Damn you’re a great fuck” 

Then he kissed me. I liked being with him. I liked the talking and the sex was wonderful. I really had nothing to compare it to but it felt so good. He ended up spending the night with me, mostly talking about Grace. We did fuck again in the night and he woke me in the morning with his cock up my ass again. He knew how to start the day off with a bang. When we left my room early that morning, as we passed through the kitchen we ran into Grace. Nether of us said a word, Chris went on up to his room and I helped the cook get ready for breakfast. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes. I just mumbled good morning and went on with my duties before class. He didn’t stay long and was out the door pretty quick. I didn’t see him the rest of the week. But that afternoon at my door was another little gift. A bag of peanut butter cookies with a note, from the nut job, I’m nuts about you. MG

Tuesday a gift card card to the campus varsity shop, the note read... see if they have anything for crazy people, MG

Wednesday an invitation to dinner at a nice  restaurant, the note read, Ever thought about having dinner with a stalker? MG

Now that made me laugh and I had to show Chris, make me laugh and you got my attention.

Thursday a big paddle like the one in the principals office when I was in high school. That note said, The board of education for stupid guys that need to learn a lesson. MG

Friday’s gift was a big bouquet of white flowers and that card said give me a chance to prove myself. MG

I put it in my room and sent him a text and all it said was “OK”. He was at my door in seconds. He looked so happy, I hadn’t acknowledged any of his gifts all week so he was sweating it. 

“I was beginning to think you were never going to speak to me again. Never thought a two letter text could make me feel this way”

“Your gifts were sweet and funny and a bit crazy. You made me laugh”

“I’d rather you laugh than cry. I don’t know what to do when you cry, freaks me out”

“Explain MG, I couldn’t figure that out”

“You insist on calling me Mr. Grace, even though I kept asking you not to so I shortened it to MG. Mr. Grace sounds like my grandfather is here. So, will you give me a chance? Will you let me take you out?”

“I already said okay, I meant it”

He broke out in a big smile and hugged me. I was a little stiff but it was nice. 

“I’ll get us reservations at some place nice, say 7:00?”

“I don’t need fancy. Let’s just do pizza at Sal’s. Keep it simple”

“Done, what ever you want”

“I’ll meet you in the living room at 6:30 so get out of here, I have work to do”

I don’t think he was expecting that response. He looked a bit thrown. 

This wasn’t the first time I’d screwed up trying to date someone. But they were girls and girls expect big grand gestures and want you to spend money and grovel. I always hated that. I was so out of my comfort zone here. I wondered about sending flowers, was that to gay? What am I thinking, shit, I’m asking a guy out on a date! How much more gay can it get? Well I guess it was almost all the way gay last weekend when I was a second away from being inside him. That is until I opened my mouth and shot it all to hell. This has been the worst week I can remember. I’d finally decided I wanted to be with a guy, not just a guy but Brian and I blow it. Then I see him and Chris together and I’m sure they weren’t just talking. I know they’re just friends but it makes me crazy. He’s doing what I want to be doing and it’s killing me. The worst was Brian ignoring me all week. Did he think my gifts were stupid was I making it worse, I didn’t know anything. And now he said “OK”  and I lose my mind. Talk about insanity... so now it’s Sal’s Pizza...jeez, I hope he doesn’t like pineapple on his pizza, that’s just not right.. Later, standing in the living room waiting for him and he and Chris walk out together. I took one look at Brian and I forget Chris is even standing there. Damn he’s cute. Even being over six foot tall, he has this boyish face with that cute little nose and I feel my dick get hard. Every single time, I get hard just looking at him.  

I told Chris he was taking me out for pizza and he said he should be taking me to the French Room, not Sal’s. I told him he tried to take me someplace nice and I shot it down. 

“Kid, you’re going out with a billionaires son, he can afford it”

“Why would you say that, I didn’t need to know that. I don’t care about his money and now everybody is going to think I’m looking for a free ride”

“No one thinks anything of the sort and if they do they don’t know you. Besides if anything, I’m more your sugar daddy than he is. I love spending money on you. And now you’re dating him, I probably won’t ever get to fuck you again so this spending my trust fund on you is all the fun I’m gonna have anymore” he’s got a big exaggerated pouty face like a petulant child. He’s a mess. He’s really turned out to be a good friend but I wish he’d quit spending his money on me. Makes me uneasy. 

“Oh my god, you’re such a pig. You’re just awful”

“It’s a good thing you like pork. Now try this on. I wanna see how it looks on you”

He came to help me get ready for my date and heaven help me he had shopping bags from Newman Marcus with him. That boy loves to shop. He got me some new chinos and a colorful shirt and the soft casual jacket. I didn’t know what chinos were, sometimes I feel so dumb. I was just going with jeans and a shirt but not with Chris around. When I walked out and MG saw me, I knew he was right. He made me over for MG whether he realized it or not. He liked me this way.
“Y’all have fun” and up the stairs he went. 

“You look great”

“Thanks, Chris went shopping...I can’t stop him”

“He did a good job, remind me to thank him later”

And off to dinner we went. We talked as we ate. I was so nervous I only had a slice and a bite of another. He on the other hand ate over half the pie. He was so charming and funny just like before. He had me laughing out loud telling me stories from his past. He’d ask me things trying to get me to open up but I didn’t grow up with a big family doing all kinds of stuff. My life was about making ends meet and keeping food on the table and the lights on. My life wasn’t bad we just didn’t have extra. He tried to apologize for talking so much about it. I assured him I liked hearing about his life. I think his talking so much was because he was a little nervous too. This was his first date with a guy but I knew he wanted this. He watched me closely, like he was studying me for a test or something. It was a lovely evening 

“Can I ask you a favor? Can I have a do over?”

“The night we spent together was life changing for me and I’d like to do it again only this time it won’t end like it did last Sunday. I wanna hold you all night again. I’ve never slept better in my life. We don’t have to have sex or do anything you don’t want, I just wanna hold you”

“I think that would be nice”

“I thought we could go to the Crescent hotel so we could have some privacy without the guys in the house bothering us and a big king size bed to stretch out in”

“That sounds wonderful. I’ve never been to a hotel before”

“Then you shall have the best” 

A driver picked us up and he sent a text. And soon we pulled up in front of the hotel. This place was beautiful. I’d seen the outside when driving past, it look like a big French château on steroids. The lobby was elegant and we were hardly in the door when a man in a dark suit walks up. 

“Good evening Mr. Grace, your suite is ready. If you’ll follow me”

He took us to an elevator that needed a key card to operate. The doors closed and I noticed it didn’t have buttons to push and it flew to the top floor. The doors opened to a beautiful living room with gorgeous furnishings. This place was huge, bigger than the house I grew up in. I’m expecting a nice room with a big bed and this place had three huge bedroom and a gigantic master suite, huge living room with a grand piano a dining room with a table big enough for twelve with a giant chandelier above it. The master suite was breathtaking with a large seating area over looking a balcony view of the city. This place was right out of a movie. Big bouquets of white flowers were everywhere. The living room dinning and master, even in the master bath. It was beautiful.

“I think you over did it. This is to much”

“You don’t like it?”

“I didn’t say that. It’s just a lot”

“Damn, I wanted to do something nice for you. To make up for last week”
“You already made up for it”

“We don’t have to stay. It’s no big deal”

“No, that’s not right ether. Come on, lets go talk”

I took his hand and we sat on the couch in the master bedroom.

“It’s really nice and it’s not fair for me to expect you to be something you’re not”

“I just want to be alone with you without anyone looking at us”

“Well, you got your wish. No one can see us up here. Thats for sure. ….kiss me”

I fell into his arms and we held each other as we kissed. Within minutes we were naked and in the bed. We kissed and talked until nearly four in the morning. At least that’s the last time I remember seeing the clock before I passed out dead to the world. Once again, he flooded my dreams and I woke up in total darkness in his arms. I had to pee so bad, my bladder hurt. I eased myself out of bed and felt around until I found the bathroom door. I didn’t even turn the light on and it was so bright in there. I had to put a hand over my eyes as I adjusted to the light. I finished up and glanced at a clock on the vanity and found it was after one in the afternoon and my stomach started rumbling. I opened the door and found all the curtains opened and my handsome man sitting up in bed looking at a room service menu. 

“Good morning beautiful” he smiled

“You’re a mess. I don’t see what you see and I’m thinking you need glasses but I’m so glad you’re blind” 

I ran and jumped in bed with him and planted a big kiss on those full lips. 

“Listen mister, don’t be talking smack about my boyfriend. I think he’s pretty cute”

And he kissed me back, pulling me down into the bed he started to tickle me. I tried to get away but he had a good grip on me. I’m laughing and yelling, trying to get away. He’s on top of me and he just stops. 

“You really are a pretty boy” and kissed me again

“It’s about this boy thing. I’m only a year younger, I’m hardly a boy”

“That’s debatable. Just because you’re taller than the average Americans male. You still look like a little boy, right square in the face and that hair Chris keeps you in makes you look very young. I love the way you look”

We snuggled in again, I’m tucked in beside him. I love the way he smells. 

“MG, are you alright with me and Chris being so close?”

“If I’m totally honest, I’m jealous as hell. This is going to sound crass but I wish I’d figured my shit out sooner and he never would have had a chance to.. ah you know”

“You can’t even say it and you haven’t tried to ether. I’m beginning to think you don’t want to”

“Oh shut up, I can say it all I want. Fuck fuck fuck! There, I said it. Happy now”

“You’ve got no reason to be worried about him...although, he did tell me HE wanted to fuck me the first time he met me”

I gave him an evil grin and wigged and eyebrow. He laughed at me.

“You nasty little slut. You just pass that sweet little ass around for all the boys to play with”

“I’ll have you know that three guys in a little over two years does NOT make me a slut! You tell me, frat boy with the sexy everything, how many girls have you dipped that thing into? Bet you couldn’t count them all. So who’s calling who a slut”

I leaned over a took a nip on his nipple. He yelled and jumped back in mock modesty.

“Call ME a slut..please..you’d probably get off on sharing me with Chris, oh except you still haven’t popped your gay cherry and fucked a boy yet”

I stuck my tongue out at him and started tickling him this time. We carried on like this until his stomach started rumbling which set us off laughing even harder. 

“Come on slut boy, it’s past time to feed me. What’s on the menu?”

“The mediterranean frittata looked really good and I’ve had their eggs Benedict before, fantastic hollandaise sauce. I also like the stuffed brioche French toast. Any of that sound good?”

I got quiet and fidgeted a little.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re gonna think I’m a stupid hick... I don’t know what any of that is... I mean I know eggs and toast but I never herd of holiday sauce and what ever those other word were”

“He just hugged me and said don’t worry about it. I’ll just order something, okay?”

He picked up the phone and ordered almost everything on the breakfast menu. My eyes nearly bugged out. He told them to just set it all up in the dinning room and to let us know when it was all ready to be served. I was floored. 

“You shouldn’t be spending all your money on me”

“Babe, I haven’t even scratched the interest on my worst stock this month. We’re gonna be just fine”

God I’m dumb, I had no idea what he was talking about. Some times, I hear the guys in the house talking and I feel like poor white trash. Stupid poor white trash at that. 

He was watching my face, studding me again. 

“Penny for your thoughts. Something’s bothering you tell me”

I thought for a bit..

“You only like me because you think I’m cute. I’m too dumb for you. I don’t understand half of the things you talk about. You could do so much better than me”

“First of all, I’m attracted to you because you’re cute. I like you for many reasons and you’re far from stupid or dumb. Nobody gets a free education in this place if they’re not smart, don’t ever say that again. You’re very smart, there are things you don’t know, that doesn’t make you dumb. That makes you inexperienced and I’m going to change some of that, I’m going to show you things”

He got on top of me and started kissing me. He hooks his fingers in my briefs and pulls them off. On the bedside table is a brand new container of lube. He kissed me and jammed his fingers in and scooped out a glob. He rubbed it on my tight little hole, slowly he’s fingering me, just a finger then two and finally a third. He’s opened me up really well, he pulls out and grabs his long cock and strokes the stuff over the head and shaft. 

“When you’re like this, I want you so bad. I have to have you. I was trying to hold out but I can’t”

He pulls my legs back and lines his cock up and starts pushing in. The head is really big, bigger than Chris. My eyes are watering and in breathing hard as I push back. It’s hurting me but I don’t tell him no. He pushed harder and he breached the opening. I gasped and he started kissing me again as his big cock sunk into me. Slowly he’s working that big cock in and out of me, bumping that pleasure spot inside me. I’d lost my hard on when the pain started but with each thrust I’m getting hard again. He never stopped kissing me. He speeds up a little and lifts up like he’s doing push ups over me and each downward movement pushes into me deeper. 

“Look at me baby. I wanna see your sweet face”

His breath is jagged and I feel it, he’s cumming in me. He’s as far in me as he can get and I feel him shooting inside. 

“Hold the door a second while I get this cart in here”

“They must have 10 people in here. I think they ordered nearly every breakfast item we offer”

“Keep your voice down, I’ll do all the talking”

I hate training new guys. I hope they’re good tippers cuz I have to share it with this kid. 

“Don’t make any noise and get that cloth on the table. Plates over there” I whisper

Wonder where everyone is, place is quite as a grave. We get it all set up and I loudly clear my throat and announce breakfast is served. Nothing... I walk over to the master because the double doors are wide open. Dip shit is right beside me. I start to announce breakfast again and I stop dead in my tracks. The hottest ass I’ve ever seen is pumping his cock up some guys cunt. Can’t see him but I know that’s no woman. I should back away but I can’t move. All I can see is his backside and a little of his face. Talk about hot looking. Wish that was me he was fucking like that. Oh damn, he’s breeding that lucky bastards cunt. I’d forgotten my trainee until his said something..

“Holy fuck!” He said under his breath but loud enough to be heard. The guy on top snapped his head and torso around to see who said that. We’re standing there like idiots with our mouths open and I find my voice. 

“Excuse me Sir. Your breakfast is served” and we back away 

I look at my partner in disbelief. 

“I think we just got fired”

We stood by the table and waited to serve as requested. The top guy walks out in a robe looking like something out of a magazine. The other one followed in a matching robe. He’s boyishly cute but hot. The first guy spoke first. He must be Mr. Grace. 

“Guys, I’m so sorry. We didn’t hear you come in. Please forgive this indiscretion”

“Not a problem Mr. Grace. Your food is ready would you like us to serve?”

“No, just give us the run down”

The cute boyish one is red faced with embarrassment but the hot boyfriend is as cool as a cucumber. I lift each cloche and present each item. As I finish he signs the check and marks a tip. Then he reached into his wallet and handed each of us $200 in cash. We excused ourselves and walked out. Nether said a word until we work safely inside the service elevator. 

“Talk about dinner and a show! You fucking believe that?” I open the tip folder and suck in air. “Dude put another 300.00 on the card!”

I gave him a high five and we kinda laughed then silence. 

“Ya get a load of the rockin ass on that guy?” The newby asked

“I wasn’t sure if you were into guys. I wanted to say something so bad” then we were really laughing. I think I’m gonna like working with him...

“Oh my god I’m so embarrassed “

“No big deal. It’s happened before. I’ve been walked in on by one of the maids at my parents a couple of times and several hotel staff have seen my ass in action before. But this is the first time with a guy. We just made the day shift in the kitchen a little more interesting today. They see shit like this all the time. Fix you a plate. I ordered everything I thought sounded good. Try everything and have what you want. I’ll tell you what everything is”

He smiled and kissed me again. I’d just tried the eggs Benedict and loved it and said. 

“That was incredible”

“I agree, I love eggs Benedict, try the frittata”

“No silly, I mean before. In bed”

“Have to agree. And that’s an understatement. I’ve been with lots of girls and they don’t even compare to you. What an ass. It’s so much tighter and muscular and still soft and smooth. You better eat up and get your strength up because baby I’m gonna want some more of that”

I blushed all over again. 

“You need to be careful. When you do that I just wanna fuck you again”

“I didn’t do anything”

“Every time you get all bashful and blush, I wanna fuck you”

“You’re awful” I laughed 

“Wanna hear awful? The thought those guys watched me fuck you turned me on”

“Yeah, was kinda hot”

He opened his robe as he sat beside me. Sure enough, his cock was hard and sticking up. He gave me that silly mock evil grin and wobbled his eyebrows.

“Wanna piece of candy little boy? Why don’t you come over here and sit on my cock”

I slipped off the robe, turned to face him and slid down on his cock. I sat there working his cock with my ass. 

“Nasty little boy. Want me to call the room service waiter so he can watch me fuck you again?”

I started laughing 

“You’re so bad. Oh god this feels so good. Fuck me, Mr. Grace, fuck me hard”

He’s holding me just high enough to ram his cock in and out of me. His last load is making sloppy sounds in me and then he’s shooting in me again. I shot all over him and he just pulled me into the mess as he held me close. 

“I think I understand why I’ve had so many girlfriends and never for very long. I guess I need to get me a rainbow flag because I’m finished with women. Wanna kiss the latest member of the club?”

“You okay with all this?”

“I guess so. I’m setting here with my dick inside the cutest boy on campus. I guess I better be”

“I’m serious MG. It’s a big step. Alone in this room with just me is one thing but what about everyone else finding out?”

“Well, Chris already knows and I bet some of the brothers have figured it out”

“You gonna tell your parents?”

“Fuck, I didn’t think about that. What was it like when you told yours? Did they freak?”

“I haven’t told them yet. I didn’t know what to say”

“So I guess we got another bridge to cross. Oh well, don’t have to think about that now”

He pulled me off of him and we strolled back to the bedroom. 

“Wanna take a shower and clean up?” I asked

“Not yet. I like the way you smell. It’s sexy and hot, like a musk”

“I’ve always loved the way you smell. You’d pass me at the house and I’d inhale your sent. One of the things I love about you”

We fell back in bed and talked and made out. It seemed he was fascinated with my ass, we’d be talking about something completely non sex related and his fingers would end up in me over and over again. At one point he’s telling me about his sister and he’s got two fingers deep inside me. 

“Have you found a new play thing?” I asked, interrupting his story

He looked confused for a second and started to pull out. I stopped him.

“I didn’t say you had to stop. It just seems you’re completely obsessed with being inside of me”

“You might be right. Before I met you the concept of being in a man’s ass and never crossed my mind. Now if had you and it’s all I can think about. It’s so soft inside and yet I touch something and you nearly rip my fingers off with the strength inside. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever experienced”

“You know you’re making me crazy don’t you? You’ve been absentmindedly finger fucking me for almost an hour. Don’t you think I’ve been patient long enough?”

“Come with me, I wanna try something”

He jumped up and pulls me with him. We go in the huge master bath. One whole wall is covered in mirrors. He positions me in front of the white marble vanity and lifted my leg up on the sink. He stands behind me and sinks is raging hard cock inside me. With me in that position, my ass is on full display in the mirror and it looks incredible as it opens to except his big cock. He slowly fucks me as we both stare at the spectacle before us. “That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen” he whispered softly

I had to agree. I’d never seen myself like this before my cock was responding to this little show too. It almost hurt it was so hard. Pre-cum is running from the piss slit in a long clear shining string, sparkling in the bright light. I start working his cock with my ass and that made some of his previous loads of cum leak out of me. That was more than he could stand. He’s like a man on a mission as he started power fucking me. Pre-cum is slinging all over the place, even some on the mirror. He beating my joy button deep in my ass and I grab hold of my cock to keep from cumming. But then we saw it happen. His big smooth balls started drawing up and he moans out....

“Take my load baby. Oh god, just look how hot that looks pumping inside you. His hand slides up my torso and his fingers brush my nipples and BAM, I’m shooting cum everywhere. He holds me tight, so tight it almost hurts and then he relaxed. 

“Brian, you’re the most sexy creature I’ve ever seen. I just wanna be like this with you forever”

My legs are quivering and I’m trying to catch my breath as I watched his big cock slide out of me. My hole looked like a wide open mouth as cum ran out of me. He held me as he helped me stand upright. Still wrapped in his arms he slowly turned me around and kissed me. What a man. He leaned me against the vanity and turned on the warm water and soaked a washcloth. He gently cleaned me up a little then changed his mind. We walked over to the shower and turned it on, came back and helped me into the steaming water and bathed me as gently as a mother would a new born. I loved the feel of his warm hands washing over my spent body and washing my hair. He worked in silence and he kissed me every step of the way. After wrapping me in towels and massaging my worn out body he guided me back to bed and lay me down. 

“My beautiful boy” he whispered as he sat beside me with my head in his lap. “I think I’m falling for you”

“It’s to soon to say that” I told him

“You said you loved me the night of the mixer, remember?”

“I forgot you head that”

“Just as I shut the door and you’ve been turning my whole world over everyday since”

“But I was infatuated with you, that doesn’t count”

“It was the first brick in the wall that you tore down. I’m glad it’s down. I just wanna be like this with you”

“You know it’s too soon for that no mater what I was saying. But I feel the same way”

“Let’s just play it by ear, baby. I just like the way this feels”

Time was on our side, classes had only been back in session a little while. I looked forward to seeing what was next as my freshman year progressed. I wonderful boyfriend and new friendships, so much had changed in such a short amount of time.