Rhod ends up at a sorority house

The two woman stayed kneeling on the ground and giggled between themselves while using technical terms like "blowing his load," and "orgasmic flavor." Rhod assumed they were comparing notes, partly because they kept sampling his rod's goo. Realizing it could take them awhile to organize their findings, Rhod suggested, "I'll be going now if that's alright. Let me know if you publish something."

"Oh, sorry we weren't recording that," said Laura shyly.

This annoyed Rhod a bit. He didn't want to go through all the work of standing there while they sucked up and down his rod again just because they forgot to jot notes.

"But if we were," said Dr. Cockstiffener with a smirk, "we'd give you a free copy, stud."

"Oh, I'm not a student," clarified Rhod as he left, stuffing his shaft back into his pants as best as he could.

He left the building and was about to exiting the campus, but was startled when a young woman yelled from a nearby house, "Hey big boy are you a plumber?"

"Uh no, I'm just out for a walk. You know a walk a day is what really keeps the doctor away."

"Well come in, we wanna lay pipe and you look like you're packing."

Rhod wasn't sure how much he could help given his lack of plumbing experience, but saw no harm in taking a quick peak at whatever it was they were working on. He approached the door.

It quickly flung open and he was immediately pulled in by eager feminine hands. They were attached to a young and bubbly blonde who wore a quite skimpy tank top and miniskirt. Rhod surmised the poor girl was probably to busy studying to find an appropriate outfit. "Yummy," she said sliding her hands over his rod, "that's super thick tool I can't wait to put it to use."

"I hope you don't mind sharing, Tiffany," said another woman with dark hair and dark skin, who also didn't seem to have time to get dressed properly. She wore only a sports bra and an extremely short pair of shorts.

"I was told you needed some help with plumbing. Any leaks?"

"No, but we are very wet," said another student, she seemed to be wearing only a t-shirt that barely covered a fraction of her long tanned legs. "Wanna see?"

"Yes," answered Rhod, realizing these women were definately overwhelmed and needed all the help they could get.

The t-shirt clad student placed one foot on a nearby table, spreading her legs wide. She then lifted up her shirt and displayed a complete disregard for underwear. "You see," she pouted, "it's been dripping wet all day." Her face lit up with a hopeful smile as she looked to Rhod's rod. "I was hoping a big, strong man would come plug it for me."

"Well maybe you really need a gynecologist," he suggested.

"Oh are you a doctor?" eagerly asked the dark-haired woman that had greeted him at the door. "That's good cuz I'm getting a fever." She started stroking his powerful shaft.

"Oh I need a doctor to thoroughly examine me," said Tiffany, grabbing Rhod's hand and clutching it to her right breast. "My heart is going boom, boom, boom."

"Um, your heart is actually on your left," corrected Rhod, hoping this young woman wasn't studying an atomy.

"Oh you want to feel the other one." She pulled Rhod's hand to her other breast. "Such a clever doctor."

As he wasn't a doctor, Rhod wasn't able to learn much from Tiffany's heart beat, especially since she kept guiding his hand to cup and squeeze her bosom.

"Oh, I wanna play doctor too," said the woman that had originally invited Rhod in (back when she thought he was a plumber). She squeezed closer to him and wrapped herself around Rhod in a tight hug.

"Yes me too," said another sorority sister, Rhod couldn't see who, they were all crowding around him so closely.

"Everybody calm down," he said firmly, "one at a time please."

"Oh you'd like to see who's best, sounds sexy."

"I hope this bloke finds me well fit," said a woman with a british accent. She seemed to be wearing a beefeater hat, and nothing else.

Yes, thought Rhod, seeing who is healthiest would be a good start to controling this fever the sorority had. But how to check? As the dozen or so women lined up with there backs towards Rhod and leaning forward, he stroked his chin considering his options.