chapter 5

I found the induction ceremony incredibly boring and surprisingly long. The rest of the chapter, much like the guys I had already met, were amazing on the eyes, and I hoped I could get some pounds on them as well.

Making the lunch buffet was a success for me, not so much for the guys. The guys drank away their protein shakes while they prepared the food, which made them ravenously hungry by the time the food was done. The 7 guys had eaten half a lunch buffet made for 25. Having had eaten 2 large meals in such a short time, their bellies looked huge. I ordered a few party sized pizzas to make up for the loss of food, and added it to the buffet that would be eaten after the induction.

I thanked God when the induction was over, and I met each of the in house guys. "A personal chef? Sweet!" I also added I was a nutritionist as it seemed to fool the guys into believing their food was healthy, and I was only half lying. I did study nutrition.

"Eat up guys! Your officers and I made this stuff ourselves!" I encouraged. "So what's this then?" Zach asked, lifting a pizza box and showing its top label. Zach's belly still was swolen and his dress shirt strained in the belly area.

"How's it going?" I asked Zach. "Good, good. You ready for the party of your life tonight?" he asked. I was not the partying type, and could not imagine I'd have much fun there. I guess my hesitation showed on my face. "C'mon, there will be girls there!" he added, and I laughed out loud. "As if that'll entice me." I said. I handed him a plate with a few brownies and cookies on it. "I'll think about it." I replied and left to go meet some more of the guys.

I went to talk to some of the other guys, but I was lost in my thoughts considering going to the party. The thought of being squished into rooms with hundreds of sweaty drunk college students I didn't know sounded terrible, but I had grown a liking to some of the frat brothers I met. Suddenly, interrupting my thought process, Wes called me over. Ever since the new brothers arrived he had been talking with someone, so it was nice for him to call me over.

"You're coming to the party tonight, right?" Wes asked. "I don't know..." I admitted. "C'mon! You have to come. I gave you the night off so you can party with us, let off some steam!" he encouraged.

Zach and Wes had nothing to do with my decision to go. Nothing. But I did end up going.

I had gone out for dinner with one of my friends, and when I was driving up toward the house around 11 there were already too many people surrounding the house let alone inside. My car could barely park in the lot next to the house. I started manuevering my way inside and I was instantly regretting my decision to come. Suddenly, I heard loud cheers, and tried to make my way to the commotion. There, I saw Cody and Wes each funneling a tank of beer. The guy holding up Wes' funnel signaled it was empty, and the crowd went wild. Drinking. Something worth cheering for. Then, Wes ripped off the hawaiian shirt he had on, and the crowd cheered again, and now I was cheering with them. Wes sported a bloated beer belly, and it looked like he had been eating and drinking all night.

"You made it!" I turned around and faced Zach, who's crossed eyes and flushed face told me he was drunk. Not to mention how flustered he looked. "I did." I responded. He offered me his beer, to which I declined, and he took a swig of it, further straining the buttons on his hawaiian shirt. What a creative theme, I thought, but kept it to myself. Zach signaled for us to go to out to the backyard where it was a bit more quiet.

In the backyard I saw Tyler and Brendon, each only wearing their spandex underwear, carrying a large tank of beer on their backs while a crowd cheered surrounding their muscle contest. They each looked a bit beefier then when I first met them, adding to the beer bellies of the night. Brendon won whatever contest they were doing, and Tyler jumped into the pool which had empty beer cans floating at the surface. Classy.

"Been to a frat party before?" Zach asked, a bit slurred. "No, it's not really my scene, but I can see everyone here is having fun." I responded. "If they remember it," I added under my breath.

I hated to admit it but it was getting a bit akward between us. "Are you hungry?" I asked, honestly just curious.
"I could eat something," he said, and we made our way to where the pizza was, and he stacked two slices on top of each other and started chowing down.

"Y'know, since you being here I've really let my appetite loose. I've always eaten a lot but now I feel some pudge," he said, patting his tight belly. "I'm going to have to go on a diet." he said, which made my heart sink a bit. "All the ingredients I use are healthy!" I insisted, but he just sneered at the comment. "Sure they are," he said, grabbing a whipped cream can, covering another slice of pizza, and chowing down. Not really knowing how to respond I looked around to avoid eye contact.

"Hey," he said, calling my attention back to him, and I turned to him and he sprayed my face with the whipped cream. I started laughing. I grabbed another can and sprayed him with it, to which he put his mouth on the nozzel and I just kept it going until it overflowed out of his mouth. He started spraying me some more, and we caught the attention of some other people who followed suit. Whipped cream was getting all over the patio, and I was starting to have fun. Someone bumped me closer into Zach where I pushed against his stomach, and he burped in response. He wrapped his arms around me as to keep me close, and I felt his tight and round belly.

We started dancing with the music and despite the awkward start I did start enjoying my time at the party. I drank a few beers after that and I was starting to get drunk myself. Next thing I knew it was 1am and the party was still running full steam. I stayed with Zach the entire night, and we sat in the crowded kitchen playing truth or dare.

"I dare you to go jump in the pool with all your clothes on!" he said to me. Having enough drinks in me I did what he said, and dived into the pool, and the water was freezing. "I dare you to jump into the pool with none of your clothes on!" I hit back at him, which he proudly stripped to his tight calvins and jumped in the pool. His butt was a lot bigger than I thought, as were his tree trunk thighs. The belly he was growing didn't do his gaining justice, and I was happy with his beefier frame. He could always get bigger, of course.

Soaking wet we made our way upstairs featuring a hallway of closed doors and moaning. I guess we found where everyone was having sex, and Zach pulled me into his room. Being an officer he had a large room, and he tossed me a towel and some clothes. I jokingly put them on, laughing how small I was in them, and he started laughing too.

He then closed the door and began to kiss me. He smelt like way too much beer, chlorine, and a hint of cologne, and he started taking his clothes off of me. With one hand I felt his beginner of a love handle and the other the back of his neck, while he picked me up and brought us to his bed. He angled his large penis into my ass and started thrusting and I was in pure bliss as we continued to make out. I loved how much bigger he was than me, his broad shoulders and beefy pecs encompassing me. I grabbed his huge ass as he continued fucking me for what felt like hours.

I woke up early the next morning, head pounding with a hangover. I had slept in Zach's room, and I watched him snore away. I picked up my clothes and they were still wet, so I peaked out his doir to make sure the coast was clear as I ran to my own room. I cleaned myself up, taking a shower, and began to get ready for breakfast, hoping to cure the inevitable 25 hangovers - 26 including mine - with a huge chocolate pancake breakfast.