Chapter 5

Keenan closed his eyes and reached out. His hand found Tuck’s erection. He grasped it. A thrill of excitement flooded Keenan as he felt Tucker’s rigid cock, the object of his frequent masturbation fantasies.

Tucker took hold of Keenan’s cock and began to stroke. Keenan was mortified as he felt his pre-cum ooze from the slit and coat Tucker’s hand. Despite his worry as to what Tucker was thinking, Keenan began pumping Tucker’s rigid pole.

He opened his eyes slightly and glanced around the room. Some of the other pledges had gone beyond stroking and were now giving blowjobs.

Keenan knew he wasn’t going to last long; he was too aroused by Tucker’s touch and by what was going on around him.

As he fought to stop himself from finishing, he heard Tucker whisper, “This is sick. To hell with the fuckin’ contest and the fuckin’ fraternity. Let’s get out of here.”