I secured my V.I.P. status among the fraternities pretty early on during my first year of college. I loved the attention I was receiving, and I didn’t do anything to hide that fact. I had already fucked four guys from the same fraternity by this point. The number would have been higher but, sadly, there are only so many hours in a day.
I was standing in a group of people watching the roulette of drinking games taking place, just enjoying the music and the atmosphere. I rarely play drinking games because I am absolutely terrible at all of them. I’m a much better cheerleader. I can provide moral support much better than I can throw a ball into a red cup filled with beer. I felt strong arms wrap around my waist from behind, and the smell of cologne engulfed me. Soft lips kissed my neck, and then I felt a little nibble on the lobe of my ear. At first, I didn’t know who it was, but the rough stubble against my cheek from a short beard gave him away. It was Alex, my latest conquest. “Are you having fun?” he asked.