It was an unusually hot summer night in the small, southern town of Jonesville, and a small group of college students had gathered at the local fraternity house for a night of revelry.
The house was alive with laughter and chatter as old friends greeted one another and new faces were welcomed into the fold. As the night wore on, the party grew louder and more raucous, and soon the frat house was alive with the sound of music and laughter.
At the center of the festivities was the house’s president, John. He was the one responsible for organizing and promoting the party, and he had gone all out this time, inviting nearly everyone he knew in town.
John was tall and handsome, and all the girls had a crush on him. He carried himself with confidence and was always the life of the party.
But tonight, John had his eye on someone far more enticing than any of the girls at the party. His gaze had fallen upon one of the new faces, a slightly older man named Paul.
Paul had dark, curly hair and a muscular build, and John couldn’t help but admire his strong, handsome features. He wanted nothing more than to get to know Paul better, but he knew he had to bide his time.
The party went on late into the evening, and eventually everyone began to make their way to their respective bedrooms. John and Paul were quick to follow suit and, as they walked together down the hallway, John made his move.
“Hey, Paul,” he said, “I was wondering if you’d like to…you know…” He stumbled over his words, unsure of how to proceed.
Paul smiled, knowing exactly what John was asking. “Sure,” he said, his voice filled with anticipation.
Inside John’s bedroom, they wasted no time in stripping down to their underwear and getting into bed. Paul was the more experienced one, and he took control, guiding John as he discovered the pleasures of gay sex for the first time.
John moaned in pleasure as Paul explored every inch of his body, his hands, lips and tongue driving him wild. After what felt like an eternity, John eventually found his release, and the two of them lay in each other’s arms for a few moments before John couldn’t take it anymore and began to ravish Paul in return.
Hours later, after an evening of passion, John and Paul lay curled up together in satisfaction.
“Thank you,” John whispered, his voice filled with adoration.
“Anytime,” Paul said, giving him a tender kiss on the forehead before they drifted off to sleep.
That night was just the beginning of a beautiful relationship between two men, filled with laughter, love and incredible sex.
John and Paul eventually graduated college and moved on to careers and lives of their own, but the frat house follies were always something special that they shared and remembered fondly. Every now and then, they’d return to the fraternity house and relive those raucous nights of pleasure, revisiting their own kind of pleasure kingdom.
Although John and Paul eventually drifted apart after college, their time together was always remembered with a smile and a wink, because there will always be a place in their hearts for Frat House Follies.
