Delta Phi Inc - Part 7

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Fully clothed once again, my mind raced back over the events in the shower room. Brandon had touched my dick! Nobody had ever touched my dick before. It felt strange, yet exciting, and had it lasted any longer, there was a very real possibility that I would have stiffened in his hand.

The frat boys piled into the kitchen, and the air became thick with the hot scent of fresh young man. I inhaled it deeply and watched as a handsome Brandon headed the crowd at the top of the table.

"Alright we've got our biggest month ever coming up, so we're gonna be busy" he told us, "I'm talking one or two scenes per night".

"I don't think my girlfriend is gonna be too happy about that, bro" Wyatt sniggered.

"I'm sure she'll be happy enough with the money you'll make from it" Brandon replied, and the young man nodded.

"We've added some new storylines too, so take a look when you get a chance because some of you are about to become a lot closer" he smirked.

A pile of papers were passed out among the burly young men until one reached me and I plucked it form the bunch and handed them on.

Delta Phi Inc: Scenes & Storylines.

It felt like I'd been admitted to some sort of secret club. I guess I had been admitted to a secret club. It felt good to be part of something, but even better to be part of something like this. I opened the first page and scrolled through the list of names until I found my one at the bottom.

Hunter - B

I nudged Jake who stood beside me reading and he looked down.

"What does the B mean?" I whispered as Brandon continued.

"It means" he told me, leaning in, "your gonna' have a sore ass".

Jake chuckled to himself as I scrolled through the other names and the meanings became clear. The vast majority of the frat boys had the letter T beside them, some had the letters B and T, but only I had B.

"Bottom" I mouthed.

"Looks like it's me and you today" Jake added, flipping the first page, "don't worry, I'll go easy on you" he grinned, elbowing me.

As the meeting came to an end, the frat boys swarmed the kitchen like wild animals and soon the delicious aroma of breakfast washed through the house. Brandon appeared and beckoned me to follow him.

"We'll keep you some" Ethan called after me as I left the kitchen and trailed behind Brandon up the stairs.

We turned left into the bedroom where I'd first heard a scene taking place, and I looked around it in awe. The large double bed in the middle was nothing special, but towering over it from all angles were large box lights, tripods and smaller circular lights. There was a dressing table with more bottles of lube than I had ever seen in my life, and inside the open closet, countless different uniforms and items of clothing along with hundreds of toys. It reminded me of Rico's sex shop, only it had more.

"It's you and Jake today" Brandon told me, "no sex, just some touching. Is that alright?"

I swallowed a lump in my throat as I continued to stare around in awe, and nodded.

"You know you don't have to do this, Hunter?" He pressed, "you can still hang out here even if you're not in the scenes, it's really no big deal".

"I want to do it" I half lied.

I did want to do it, but years of self loathing and believing that I was some sort of freak was making things a little difficult. That plus the fact that I was quite literally exposing myself on the internet for the whole world to see.

"If anything becomes too much, just call it and we'll stop the scene. We want everybody to be comfortable and to enjoy it, which means even if we see something that we think is too much, we'll call it".

I nodded.

"One last thing, Hunter" Brandon said, turning to me now and sitting on the edge of the bed. "This is acting" he told me, "the guys you're going to be doing your scenes with are all straight and I don't want you getting hurt".

"You think I'll fall in love with someone?" I scoffed.

"Just as long as we're on the same page" he smiled and stood up.

"Anyway, take a while to run through your script" he said, pointing to the booklet in my hand, "and when you're ready we'll shoot in the living room".

I nodded, and my heart punched through my chest as Brandon left me alone in the room and I sank back onto the bed, flicking open the script and reading.

Background: Hunter is a shy young man who is somewhat reluctant to play along. In the first scene with Jake, the viewer is introduced to his naked body with some mild roughness from Jake.

My eyes scanned the rest of the scene and I wasn't sure if I was more or less nervous when I'd finished it. I got to my feet, stared at myself awkwardly in the mirror and took one last anxious breath before returning downstairs where the living room was packed.

My heart beat even faster. How was I going to do this with a camera on me, let alone the eyes of over a dozen fucking frat boys?! I felt myself begin to sweat.

"Just try to forget that there's anybody else there" Wyatt told me, clapping me on the shoulder, "the sooner you manage that, the easier it will be", he added, squeezing into the room with a camera around his neck.

This was it. I was either going to make a fool out of myself or I was going to enjoy it, but either way, I was doing it. I'd spent too long being a nervous wreck, but not anymore.

I pushed through the crowd of young men until I came out in the middle of the living room where I'd watched Jake and Chase literally fuck. I was alone, and now the stage fright kicked in.

Every part of my body trembled. I looked around at them, and all of their eyes were on me. How was I going to get through this? How was I going to allow myself to be stripped naked with everyone watching me like this? The lights blared down on me, the red dots on the multiple cameras blinked, and just as I was about to call an end to it, Jake walked into the room topless, and Wyatt shouted Action.

"You must be the new boy" he said sternly, placing his large hand on the wall next to me and glaring down at me.

"Uh... Yeah" I nodded, and I was glad my character was supposed to be nervous, because I was doing a fucking great job at that.

"Well don't get too comfortable, new boy" he growled, driving his finger rather roughly into my chest, "because you're gonna have to learn the rules around here real quick".

His beautiful eyes pierced into me and for a moment I forgot my lines, then a great white grin spread across his handsome face and he whispered to me.

"Oh yeah, and what rules are they" he reminded me, and the scene started again.

"Oh yeah? And what rules are they?" I mimicked, much less convincing than Jake had.

"Well to start" the stunning jock scoffed, "I get whatever I want around here, and right about now, I want to see what you're hiding in those pants".

"Don't look at the camera, Hunter" someone called out, and my cheeks burned red.

"Relax" Jake told me with another smile, "you're doing great".

Mason closed in on my face with the camera so it was difficult not to look at him, but something about Jake's calmness made me feel a little more comfortable.

"You think I'm gonna show you anything?" I spat, "now get out of my way".

I made to walk by Jake, until his strong hand pushed into my chest and stopped me dead. He leered over me, the delicious scent of his fresh musk wafting up my nose and suddenly his hand began sliding down my clothed torso.

"I don't think you understand, new boy" he snarled, reaching my stomach before lifting up my t-shirt to reveal my smooth body. "When I said I get what I want... I meant it".

He flipped me around, holding me around the chest with his muscular arm and continuing to pull my shirt up. Mason and Wyatt were now either side of me, their cameras focused on my mid section as the frat boy's ran his hand across my tingling flesh.

"That's a nice body you've got, new boy" he breathed in my ear, "how about we see some more?"

This was it. The moment of truth. I braced myself for it, breathing heavily in his arms as Jake tugged at my bottoms until they fell to my knees and left me wearing only my white boxer briefs.

"Another rule around here, new boy" he continued, his fingers trailing the waistband, "new boys don't wear underwear".

They came down quickly, exposing my dick to the entire room and the many people who would watch this later. The groan that escaped my mouth was half real, but the feeling of being somewhat helpless in Jake's arms was mind blowing.

"Oh yeah" Jake whispered, and I felt him inch closer to that special place, "that's exactly what I wanted to see".

His fingertips danced across my smooth groin as I pretended to struggle in his arms, until he reached it and grasped it firmly into his hand. I winced.

"You good, Hunter?" Brandon's voice called from the silent crowd.

"Yep!" I half drooled and a quiet rumble of laughter sounded before the cameras rolled again.

"I've been looking for a new guy to turn into my little cock sleeve" Jake continued, his lips against the warmth of my neck and he slid back the foreskin on my cock and it began to stiffen in his grasp. "And I guess I just found him".

In one fluid motion, Jake flipped me again. He dropped down on one knee, dragging me with him, and throwing me over it like he was about to spank me, but I already knew exactly what was happening, and I was more excited than anybody.

"Now that's an ass" he hissed, both hands prying my cheeks apart as Mason moved closer.

I heard him spit and felt the warm moisture trail over my most sensitive area. I was glad the camera couldn't see my dick, because it was rock hard and drooling onto Jake's knee.

His finger slid between my cheeks, roughly rubbing my pink hole as I gasped and moaned. It felt better than it ever had when it had been me doing it. Holy fuck it felt magical.

"The guys are gonna' love you" Jake continued, pushing but not entering me, "but I get first dibs".

He spanked me hard on one cheek, making me wince a little, until Brandon called cut, and the room filled with clapping.

Jake helped me up, pulling my pants up as I stood, but I couldn't turn around. It had been the hottest thing I'd ever experienced, but I was sure that the clapping was little more than teasing.

"That was fucking perfect!" Brandon said, patting me on the shoulder, "you're a natural!"

I looked up at him with red cheeks, and suddenly more people swarmed me.

"Great job, man!" Chase beamed, rustling my hair, "you nearly made me hard!"

"That was hot!" Blake Bennett grinned, "but can we please go partying now?"

As the frat boys congratulated and complimented me, I stood there in a state of shock. Sure, it had been a little awkward at first, but those few moments of being touched like that had been explosive. Having my body used so gently yet so roughly, in the safety of the frathouse was... Amazing.

"You did great" Jake smiled, "I'm looking forward to more scenes with you".

I smiled back, proud of myself for the first time in as long as I could remember, and felt my cock soften once more.

"Me too".