Later

It was already dark when we left the president’s room. I checked my phone and it was almost 7:30 p.m when we got downstairs with the other guys to the living room. Carl and Jeff made their way to the kitchen through the hundreds of people. Jeff filled red cups with beer and handed them to me and Carl. Jim had disappeared from my sight along with Simon, for as long as I remembered. Next thing I knew, John signaled and called us to the back door. We went and found ourselves in the backyard in front of a pool filled with more students, more music, more **** and more noise.

“How was he?” John asked Jeff.

“So far so good. He passed the test.” Jeff answered, grinning.

“How about you, champ? Are you feeling alright?” John asked me with both hands shaking my shoulders.

“Just some soreness. Nothing to worry about.” I answered and smiled.

Carl leaned to his right, putting his head on top of mine and hugged my lower back with his right arm. “By the way, you passed with flying colors your initiation test.” He assured me and kissed the top of my head.

I felt grateful he was so kind even in the middle of this crazy club thing. Such a gentleman could not be discarded like that. I felt I had to get to know him a little more.

From the opposite side of the pool, Jim jumped in, cannon balling everyone with a few other guys. When they emerged back, playfully throwing water on each other and trash talking it confirmed that they seemed to know each other before.

“It's the tennis team.” Carl said, close to my ear. I could still feel his arm around my back.

“Have you decided which sport you wanna pursue? We got basketball, tennis, hockey, football and volleyball here at Oxford.” Jeff asked me.

“Don't forget about swimming.” Carl concluded.

“That's not even a sport, lad!” Jeff laughed and both John and Carl playfully punched Jeff on his pecs.

“I'm gonna think about it as the term goes on.” I answered.

“Keep in mind that to remain a member of the club, you have to be part of a college team sport. You have to keep your body in shape and overall keep your good looks.” Jeff sincerely smiled.

“We train together every night at 9 p.m. I have the key to the gym and we can train by ourselves.” Carl winked his right eye at me.

Yeah, right! I know what it means to be alone with these guys, filled with testosterone after a good workout.

“That's great for me. Just one question: when can I top someone?” I asked and made them all laugh.

“Already wanting some more?” Carl played back at me.

I drank a lot of beer with Carl that night. I don’t remember him letting my glass dry for one second. This guy was trying to get me really drunk and I was enjoying it. He took me for a tour around the house and, of course, we found ourselves alone on the bedroom floor again. We made out with him pinning me against the wall. His hands were all over my body and his touch was incredible to feel, almost electrifying.

Things were heating up so badly between us that he removed his shirt in the middle of the hallway. My goodness! That body on him made me forget we were in public. He tried to kiss me again with both hands pulling my face closer to his and I interrupted it.

“What? You want our first time to be in public already?” I asked grinning.

He looked side to side checking if we were alone and grabbed my hand like I was a kid, dragging me to the first door he found unlocked. He shoved me in and shut the door, pressing me against it again and going for my neck. I wanted to stop, to not leave a hickey on me because my parents could ask–

Oh, well… For a minute I forgot I was a free man.

I tugged on his hair and pulled him closer, encouraging him to keep going. His right hand found its way inside my pants as I grinded in his touch.