Frat House Initiation Ritual

The frat house basement smelled like stale beer, sweat, and something muskier—something alive. Perry stood in the center of the room, his heart hammering against his ribs like a trapped bird. The concrete floor was cold under his bare feet, the fluorescent lights buzzing overhead like a swarm of hornets. He’d been told this was part of the initiation, but no one had prepared him for *this*.

Sadie was the first to step forward, her long brown hair pulled into a messy ponytail, strands sticking to the sheen of sweat on her neck. She peeled off her sports bra with a slow, deliberate motion, her tits spilling out—full, heavy, the silver barbells through her nipples glinting under the harsh light. Her athletic thighs flexed as she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her leggings and shoved them down, revealing the thick thatch of dark hair between her legs. The scent of her hit him first—salt and musk, the raw, unfiltered smell of a woman who’d spent the morning grinding through squats and deadlifts.

“You ready to earn your spot, *freshman*?” she purred, stepping out of the pooled fabric at her ankles. Her pierced clit peeked out from between her lips, swollen and glistening.

Perry’s mouth went dry. He’d jerked off to thoughts of girls like this—older, confident, *dirty*—but he’d never actually been in a room with one, let alone three. Kelly and Jenny moved in behind Sadie, their own bodies glistening with sweat, their tits swaying as they stripped. Kelly’s were obscene—38 DDDs, the kind that defied gravity, her nipples hard and dark against her pale skin. Jenny’s were smaller but no less perfect, her red pubes trimmed into a neat triangle, matching the fire-engine curls on her head.

“Look at him,” Kelly laughed, her voice thick with amusement. “He’s *shaking*.”

Jenny smirked, twirling a strand of red hair around her finger. “Aww, poor baby. You ever even *seen* a pussy up close before?”

Perry swallowed. “I—I mean, yeah, but—”

“But not like *ours*,” Sadie cut in, stepping closer. She grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her. “Not sweaty. Not *used*. Not dripping with cum and piss and whatever the fuck else we decide to give you.” She reached down, cupping her cunt, and dragged her fingers through the wetness before shoving them into his mouth. “Taste it, bitch.”

The flavor exploded on his tongue—salty, bitter, *alive*. Perry gagged, but Sadie just laughed, pushing her fingers deeper until his throat spasmed around them. “That’s it. Get used to it.”

Kelly and Jenny closed in, their hands roaming over his body. Jenny’s nails scraped down his chest, leaving red lines in their wake. “You ever been fucked in the ass before, *rookie*?”

Perry shook his head, his cock already hard as steel, betraying him.

“Mmm, a *virgin*,” Kelly cooed, her breath hot against his ear. She reached around, palming his ass, her fingers pressing between his cheeks. “We’re gonna *ruin* you.”

Sadie yanked her sports bra off the floor and balled it up, shoving it into his mouth before he could protest. The fabric was damp with sweat, the taste of her skin clinging to it. Jenny followed suit, stuffing her thong between his lips, the musk of her cunt thick and suffocating. Kelly didn’t bother with subtlety—she just grabbed his hair and forced his face between her tits, the weight of them smothering him.

“Suck,” she ordered, pinching her nipple between her fingers and guiding it to his lips. The metal barbell was cold against his tongue as he latched on, Kelly moaning as he swirled around it. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that, you little slut.”

Jenny dropped to her knees in front of him, her hands rough as she yanked his shorts down. His cock sprang free, already leaking, the head swollen and dark. She licked her lips before wrapping her hand around the base and giving him a slow, teasing stroke. “Look at this *dick*. All hard for us. You like being our little fucktoy, don’t you?”

Perry whimpered around the gag, his hips jerking forward. Jenny laughed, low and dirty, before leaning in and taking him into her mouth. The heat of her tongue, the wet suction—it was too much. He groaned, his knees threatening to buckle.

Sadie grabbed his hair, yanking his head back. “Uh-uh. You don’t get to come yet.” She reached down, cupping his balls, rolling them in her palm. “You come when *we* say you come.”

Kelly pulled his face from her tits, her lips shiny with spit. “On your knees, *bitch*.”

Perry dropped, the concrete biting into his skin. Sadie stepped forward, her cunt right in front of his face, the scent of her thick and heavy. “Lick,” she commanded, grabbing the back of his head and shoving him forward.

His tongue dragged through her folds, the taste of her—salt, musk, the faint tang of metal from her piercing—flooding his senses. She was *soaked*, her juices dripping down his chin as he lapped at her, his nose pressing against the coarse hair of her mound. She ground against his face, her thighs trembling. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that. Eat that pussy, you little whore.”

Jenny pulled off his cock with a wet *pop*, stroking him with one hand while the other dipped between her own legs. “You like that, huh? You like being our fucking *toilet*?”

Kelly dropped to her knees beside him, her fingers finding his asshole. She didn’t bother with lube—just spit into her palm and pressed against the tight ring of muscle. “Relax, baby. Let me in.”

Perry gasped as her finger breached him, the burn sharp and sudden. Kelly chuckled, curling her finger, finding that spot inside him that made his vision blur. “There we go. You’re gonna take all three of us, aren’t you? Gonna let us *use* you however we want.”

Sadie’s thighs clenched around his head as she came, her juices flooding his mouth, her clit piercing rubbing against his tongue. She pulled back, her chest heaving, before grabbing his hair and forcing him to look up at her. “You’re *ours* now. You understand that? Every hole. Every *drop*.”

Jenny stood, her fingers still working her clit. “My turn.” She stepped forward, her red curls glistening, and shoved his face between her thighs. Perry groaned, his tongue delving into her, the taste of her different from Sadie’s—sweeter, sharper. She rode his face, her hips rolling, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Fuck, yes. Just like that. Make me come, you little slut.”

Kelly’s fingers worked in and out of his ass, stretching him, preparing him. “You ready for my cock, baby?” She pulled her fingers free, and Perry whimpered at the loss, his hole clenching around nothing. She grabbed a strap-on from the pile of discarded clothes—a thick, veiny dildo, already slick with lube. “Gonna fuck that tight little ass until you scream.”

Perry’s cock throbbed, his balls aching. Jenny came with a cry, her juices dripping down his chin, her thighs shaking. She pulled back, her chest heaving, before grabbing his hair and forcing him to look at her. “You want that, don’t you? You want her to *ruin* you.”

Perry nodded, his eyes wide, his body trembling.

Kelly didn’t waste time. She pressed the head of the strap-on against his hole, the pressure intense. “Breathe, baby. Push out.”

Perry did as he was told, and the head popped inside, the stretch burning, overwhelming. Kelly groaned, her hands gripping his hips. “Fuck, you’re *tight*.” She pushed deeper, inch by inch, until her hips pressed against his ass. “There we go. All the way in.”

Perry whimpered, his cock leaking onto the floor. Jenny knelt in front of him, her hand wrapping around his shaft. “You like that, huh? You like having a cock in your ass while I jerk you off?”

Perry nodded, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

Kelly started to move, her hips snapping forward, the strap-on pistoning in and out of him. The sensation was *too much*—the fullness, the stretch, the way Jenny’s hand worked his cock in time with Kelly’s thrusts. Sadie stepped forward, her cunt still glistening, and pressed her clit piercing against his lips. “Suck it. Make it *hard* again.”

Perry latched on, his tongue swirling around the metal, his cheeks hollowing as he sucked. Sadie moaned, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Fuck, yeah. Just like that.”

Jenny’s hand moved faster, her grip tight. “You gonna come for us, *bitch*? You gonna shoot your load all over this floor like a good little slut?”

Perry’s hips jerked, his balls drawing up tight. Kelly’s thrusts became erratic, her breath coming in sharp gasps. “Fuck, I’m close. You gonna come with me, baby?”

Perry nodded, his body trembling, his cock throbbing in Jenny’s grip.

“Do it,” Sadie commanded, her voice rough. “Come for us. *Now*.”

The orgasm hit him like a freight train, his vision whiting out as his cock pulsed, ropes of cum shooting onto the floor. Kelly groaned, her hips stuttering as she came, her strap-on buried deep in his ass. Jenny milked him dry, her hand slick with his release, before pulling back with a satisfied smirk.

Sadie stepped back, her chest heaving, before grabbing his hair and forcing him to look up at her. “You did good, *freshman*.” She reached down, cupping his chin, her thumb brushing over his bottom lip. “But we’re not done with you yet.”

Kelly pulled out of him, the strap-on glistening with lube. She tossed it aside before grabbing his arm and hauling him to his feet. “On your back. Legs up.”

Perry obeyed, his body trembling, his cock still half-hard. The girls surrounded him, their bodies glistening with sweat, their eyes dark with hunger. Jenny straddled his chest, her cunt hovering over his face. “One more time. Make me *scream*.”

Perry didn’t need to be told twice. He buried his face between her thighs, his tongue delving into her, his nose pressing against her clit. Jenny moaned, her hips rolling, her fingers tangling in his hair. “Fuck, yes. Just like that.”

Sadie and Kelly knelt beside him, their hands roaming over his body. Sadie pinched his nipple, hard, making him gasp. “You’re *ours* now, you understand? Every hole. Every *drop*.”

Kelly grabbed his cock, stroking him back to hardness. “And we’re gonna *use* you. Whenever we want. However we want.”

Perry whimpered, his hips jerking into her grip. Jenny came with a cry, her juices flooding his mouth, her thighs clamping around his head. She pulled back, her chest heaving, before leaning down and kissing him, her tongue delving into his mouth, sharing the taste of her.

Sadie stood, her cunt glistening, before straddling his hips. She reached down, guiding his cock to her entrance, before sinking down with a groan. “Fuck, you feel *good*.”

Perry’s hands flew to her hips, his fingers digging into her skin as she rode him, her tits bouncing with each roll of her hips. Kelly leaned down, her lips brushing his ear. “You like that, baby? You like being our little fucktoy?”

Perry nodded, his breath coming in sharp gasps.

Jenny knelt beside him, her hand wrapping around his throat, her lips brushing his ear. “You’re gonna be our *bitch* from now on, aren’t you? Gonna let us do whatever we want to you.”

Perry whimpered, his cock throbbing inside Sadie. She leaned down, her lips brushing his. “Say it.”

Perry’s voice was hoarse, his body trembling. “I—I’m yours. Your *bitch*.”

Sadie moaned, her hips stuttering as she came, her cunt clenching around him. She collapsed forward, her tits pressing against his chest, her breath hot against his neck. “Good boy.”

Kelly and Jenny exchanged a look before standing, their bodies glistening. They positioned themselves over his face, their cunts dripping, their scents thick and heavy. “Open wide, *bitch*,” Kelly commanded.

Perry obeyed, his mouth opening, his tongue ready. They lowered themselves onto his face, their juices dripping onto his tongue, their clits pressing against his lips. He licked and sucked, his hands gripping their thighs, his cock still buried in Sadie’s cunt.

They came one after the other, their juices flooding his mouth, their thighs trembling. They pulled back, their chests heaving, before standing over him, their eyes dark with hunger.

“You ready for your *reward*?” Sadie asked, her voice rough.

Perry nodded, his body trembling, his cock still hard.

The girls exchanged a smirk before positioning themselves around him. Their streams hit him in hot, golden arcs, their piss splashing onto his chest, his face, his cock. Perry groaned, his hips jerking, his body trembling as they marked him, claimed him, *owned* him.

When they were done, they stood over him, their bodies glistening, their eyes satisfied. Sadie reached down, cupping his chin, her thumb brushing over his bottom lip. “Welcome to the frat, *bitch*.”

Perry lay there, his body trembling, his skin slick with sweat and piss, his cock still hard. He’d never felt more *alive*.

And he couldn’t wait to do it all over again.