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Carl opened the door and checked in before he allowed me to get in the president’s room. At first, I had nothing to point out as interesting about the room. There was a double bed in a corner, a flat medium sized TV on top of a dresser, a couch facing towards it and a studying table by the window. Some trophies and flags from the college hanging on the walls and a single red one above the TV written “Omega Psi”.

“I thought it would be bigger.” I noted that to myself out loud.

“‘I thought it would be bigger’: tittle of your sex tap.” Carl joked back at me and we both laughed.

“What the hell! What took you so long?” Jeff was sitting on the couch, looking unamused at the TV and glared at me and Carl with a cold dead look.

“We were helping out the guy.” I said and Jeff ignored me, looking at Carl for an answer.

“What were you thinking?” Jeff snapped at him.

“Chill, mate! We got it covered.” Carl said. Jeff took a moment and looked from my face to Carl's and came up with the conclusion.

“Didn't you tell me he was coming up?” Jeff asked Jim.

“He is!” Jim assured him.

“He knows I don't like to wait.” Jeff was so annoyed that it was starting to get under my skin. What’s wrong with this guy? Can’t he just relax already? Or was I too relaxed to deal with his mood?

“Tittle of your sex tap?” Carl joked again and I laughed under my breath.

Jeff nodded silently ‘no’ and stood up facing the window, Carl sat on the ground near the bed and Jim waited leaning against the dresser looking at his phone.

“Where the fuck is he at?” Jeff was completely irritated.

“I'm right here.” John swung the door open. “You're too grumpy today, Jeff! Have you tried jerking off?” He laughed.

Oh my…! If I told you John was a good looking guy, scratch that. He was completely stunning this close! His unshaved beard, hazel eyes and perfectly combed hair were a plus on top of that body on him. I think my jaw was on the floor cause he looked at me scanning my frame making me straighten myself.

“Are you willing to help me?” Jeff grinned in a complete change of facial expressions. Ownn! They must have hearts for each other, I bet.

“Lads, can we skip the waffle?” Jim took the lead. “What do you got?”

“I have three of my lads wanting to join The Fuck Club.” John said.

The what club now?

“Then where are they?” Jeff asked.

“I got two of them to supervise the contest and the other one is in his room next to mine.” He answered.

“So here we go!” Jeff said, a bit excited.

“Aren't you supposed to initiate two of them at the same time?” John was puzzled. And I wanted to raise my hand so anyone could enlighten me. What the hell was this?

“Yes, we will. Your guy and our new one.” Carl patted my left shoulder and that's when John paid attention to me and my wrist. All I wanted to know was what was that Club and how do you get yourself into it, but on top of that I was actually liking where this was going.

I raised my hand and started speaking on my behalf “What's this… Club?”

“My brother founded it with some of his mates from Winchester when they came to Oxford five years ago. He introduced me to everything as soon as he realized I was gay. There are just three criteria for membership: you're gay, you're a hench, and you love sex. That's us, slut. It can't be bad.” Jim had a side grin on his face. Fuck! That was a hell of a club to get in. And I didn’t know why, but I was utterly enjoying it.

Carl gave me a moment to process all the info and then spoke. “So... Do you wanna join in? We have to initiate you right now.”

“I'm down!” I answered a bit too quickly and too loud.

“Yes, you are.” Jeff laughed.

I didn’t notice, but John came back with his guy, a tall lean dude with a square jaw and gray eyes. “This is Simon. I'm leaving you to be.” And then he left.

Well, that’s a shame he won’t participate in whatever the heck is about to happen here. But who am I to want the frat president on day one? I didn’t have the time to dwell in the looks of Simon when Jeff straightened up.

“To get in the Club, the rules are simple. You have to last one hour straight having sex with one of The Leaders: us.” He said it straight out, no blushing whatsoever.

Something inside my pants was starting to answer yes before my own mouth. They were coming in hot after me and this Simon guy. Jeff even took a step forward in my direction, taking his brown leather jacket off when Carl stopped him with his arm in front of his chest.

“Hold on, lad! They have to choose.” Carl glanced at Jeff like he was disapproving of his sudden moves. He turned to us. “You each have to choose one of us.”

As Simon was standing next to me, I couldn’t see what his facial expression was like when Jim said “Don’t worry. It’s a one on one thing unless you want to take on more challenges.” He smirked.

“But–” I gagged in my own words. Great! “But what are the perks of being in this Club?”

“Having second thoughts? You can still get out now.” Jeff laughed and Carl looked annoyed at him.

Jim cleared his throat for everyone to hear. “Well… Being part of The Fuck Club makes you get in any frat you want without going through the pledging. You can have access to every frat and sisterhood party, all their presidents will know you by name. And you’ll be… recommended to help Oxford's athletes, gym 24/7, along with other advantages.” He smiled like he was trying to sell me a credit card instead of talking about sex in every sentence.

I didn’t have much to think about. What’s to consider when this is all I've wanted ever since I left my home town? It was exciting and enticing enough, at least for the beast leashed in my underwear.

“I want in and I’ll take Carl.” It was the first time Simon said a word and this already got me pissed with him.

“I want Carl as well!” I said my thoughts out loud. Damn it! I didn’t have the time to think of each one of these completely amazing studs I wanted in my bed for an hour. But like a child fighting against a toy that was not being used, I realized I wanted him too.

Carl laughed like he was in an amusement park. His deep voice contributed to the reverberation in the room and he finished flashing us with his bright smile. I think this guy was going to put a spell on me. His manners were lovely.

“This is not ‘bagsy’.” He faded his smile away and his face got sexier like I’ve never seen. He lowered his gaze to me, tilting his head slightly to the right like a lion getting ready to attack his prey. “I’ll have Michael.”

My smile tears open my mouth from ear to ear and I was flustered. Jim and Jeff patted Carl’s back at the same time like they were silently calling him a dog. Well, they had to give it to him: there were two guys wanting to jump up and down on top of his dick.

“We’ll have the room first.” He said without taking his eyes off me, like I was going to flee.