When I was a junior in college, I was the pledge master for all the pledges that fall semester.
I was their go to guy for everything, made sure they were doing their work, holding study halls, they were to be accountable. We had 22 that fall and one guy, Jose from Winston-Salem was exceptionally good looking. He was smart, handsome, Spanish, and had the cutest butt and quick smile. For some reason we really hit it off together and he was always after me to go out drinking or whatever with him. Many times he would want to get together for drink after he had ditched his date for the night. One night, he and some friends had been out drinking and he was pretty lit. I meet his group of friends at a party and later the two of us left as we were pretty messed up. He invited me to his on-campus apartment and said let’s have one more beer. Only one roommate was home that weekend.
The layout was a bedroom on either side of a living and kitchen area, and a shared large bath. One roommate was home and crashed in his room. We were quiet and settled down in the living room. He was seated on the sofa and I was in a chair to the side. You could cut the sexual tension with a knife. After a couple of beers and chit chat, I asked him if he wanted a foot massage. He said sure. I am sure smoking some pot fueled our horniness. I took his leg and placed his LL Bean Blucher clad foot in my lap. Slipped his shoe off and I think I said, I love that leathery smell. He watched me intensely as I massaged his dark blue damp socks, then slowly removed his sock. I think I even gave it a sniff and he looked at me with an intensity that was so sexy. I massaged and lightly stroked his size 9 foot and began to lay back making ohhh and ahhh sounds. Out of nowhere I just started to suck on his toes and he immediately boned up. Then he asked me to sit next to him on the sofa. I think he was barefoot at this point and he started to unbutton my shirt and we kissed. Lightly, then with tongue and passion. I took his shirt off and he said, be right back.
He came back with a sleeping bag and moved a chair and spread it on the floor. He then laid back and said lay down, I want to take your shoes off. To make a long story short, he did everything I had done to his feet and followed my lead and we enjoyed a foot 69. We rubbed each other’s chests, rock hard cocks in our long pants, and kissed some more. Then we took our pants off and our underwear and moved into a hot 69 position sucking and jacking each other. He took his socks and held it to my nose as he jacked me to completion. After we both came, we went to his bed and slept together holding each other in his twin bed.
The next morning I woke up early and found my clothes and dressed.He was sitting on his bed, groggy, hung over, and grinning. We kissed and he was hard again, so I blew his cock until he came, kissed his toes and left.
I felt very guilty about what had happened, as he was only 18, and our next meeting was with all the other pledges. He always gave me sly looks like he wanted me again, and we began to steal kisses and make out in the fraternity house or my room when we could. We even had another foot 69 session in the living room on the sofa and ground our hard cocks together, frotting until we came. Jose was a hot young man and I still jack off thinking about him to this day. No one ever suspected or thought a thing. That was until I realized, but did not confirm, that another frat bro, Tom, and he became very tight. We had our formal night and they had a hotel room and I ended up back at the house. The next morning, they called me and said the girls were gone and begged me to come downtown. I suspect that Tom knew what we had been up to and they wanted to get naked, the three of us. I was too hung over to go. I always wonder what would have happened but it was obvious that they really wanted me to join them and to come "sleep" with them while they had the room for the day.
