Inside the Kappa Delta Pi mansion, the Kappa seniors had set up an intricate Jeopardy-esque game show set. They were inviting people in off of the streets to come and watch in the stands they had built by a crew of professionals the evening before. Seven stands were set up on the far end of the mansion lobby, before a tall board with lots of light bulbs and cards adorned with the Kappa Delta Pi insignia. Behind those cards were the questions that would be Jacob’s downfall.
While they finished setting up, Jacob quickly looked up the Wikipedia page for the fraternity. But instead of finding a page, he found a whole Wiki website. There were hundreds of pages, if not thousands. Each page had thousands of words on it. A quick scroll down a single page revealed many apparently important names and many apparently important dates.
“Okay, let’s get started!” Roger said. He was holding a microphone and wearing a sparkly purple suit, which he’d probably had made just for that occasion. The crowd cheered and then quieted down as Roger began to explain the rules. Jacob tried to listen to the rules, but they were hard to pay attention to over the ringing in his ears. He ended up zoning out, his mind swirling with anxiety. He’d beaten ninety-three students to get to that podium—he couldn’t just let it all end because he didn’t know a few stupid dates.
“Jacob?” Roger said. Jacob shook his head and looked over at Roger. Everyone was staring at Jacob. Someone in the crowd snickered.
“Yeah?” Jacob said.
“I said, the first choice is yours,” Roger said, motioning towards the board.
Jacob looked slowly over at the board. There were categories at the top of every column. He scanned the columns, hoping to see a category that he might know. One of the categories was sports, so he picked that one.
“In 1979, this Kappa Delta Pi senior threw the winning touchdown for the State Quarter Finals,” Roger said.
Everyone looked at Jacob, who had absolutely no idea. “Who is Smith?” he said.
Roger grinned. “No, I’m sorry. Smith is not correct. Can anyone steal?”
One of the pledges quickly slammed the palm of his hand down on the buzzer button and then shouted, “Martin Williams!”
“That’s correct!” Roger said, pointing at the pledge. “That’s one point on the board for Amir Bussan. Now it’s your turn to pick the category, Amir.”
Jacob’s heart was pounding. He’d gone through far too much to let everything end with some stupid trivia game. Who cares who scored some winning touchdown almost forty years ago? And why did that Amir guy know the answer?
“The Kappa Delta Pi fraternity moved to its current location in which year?”
“1998,” Amir said confidently.
There was a short silence, and then Roger shook his head. “No, I’m sorry, that’s wrong. Can anybody steal?” The contestants were all silent. And then Jacob remembered the plaque in the backyard, where he usually stood to smoke cigarettes. He’d never read the information plaque, but he’d seen the date at the top of it. “2001!” Jacob yelled after slamming his buzzer.
“That is correct!” Roger said. “One point Jacob! Jacob, it’s your turn again!”
Jacob didn’t get the next question right, but Phil, the guy who tried to steal, got it wrong and lost a point, putting him into the negatives. Jacob suddenly felt strangely confident—maybe he wasn’t the only one who knew next to nothing about the history of the fraternity. As long as there was just one person who knew even less than Jacob, then he would be fine—or if there was even one person who made a few extra mistakes and lost a few extra points; Jacob knew he would be fine as long as he didn’t gamble by trying to steal.
Amir was cleaning up, getting almost every question correct. Louis managed to get a couple, and a few of the other guys stole a point here and there, but guys were getting questions wrong more than they were getting them right. Phil was had a -3 score when there were just five cards left on the large board. Jacob was still standing with his single point, so he knew that he would survive another day as long as Phil didn’t sweep the final five questions.
Unfortunately, Phil managed to sweep the next four questions, putting him even with Jacob. They went into the last question tied, and Phil had the advantage because he got to pick the category, and he wouldn’t lose a point if he got the question wrong. So Jacob had to get the question correct, otherwise the best he could do was tie—and a tie would just send them both home and initiation week would be over a day early for everyone.
“Sports,” Phil said with big, wide eyes. Jacob could almost see Phil’s heart pounding as he leaned over his little podium.
“Kappa Delta Pi member, Jerold Jones, played which sport?” Roger asked.
Phil’s face became pale. His jaw trembled as he took a deep breath in. “Basketball,” he said without much confidence.
“I’m sorry, that’s incorrect,” Roger said.
Jacob mashed his buzzer as quickly as possible. He had to get the question right or he would be going home.
“Jacob,” Roger said. Everyone was staring at Jacob with anxious anticipation. Jacob took a deep breath and he closed his eyes, and then he remembered the hilarious picture of the black man with the afro on the wall with all of the football players and basketball players. “Ping pong,” Jacob said. “He played Ping Pong!”
“That’s correct!” Roger said.
The crowd went wild. Jacob caught himself throwing his arms into the air, overwhelmed with excitement.
“I’m sorry, Phil, but you will not be joining the Kappa Delta Pi family,” Roger said. But it was hard to hear him over all the excitement. Jacob was moving ahead—he was just one challenge away from being one of the most popular and sought after men on the whole campus.
CHAPTER X
As Louis stood on the front lawn of the Kappa Delta Pi mansion, he began to sway slightly. He was exhausted. After the trivia challenge there was a big party. Hundreds of students poured into the Kappa mansion with cases and cases of beer. Louis didn’t touch a drop of alcohol—he went home to get some rest before the final challenge. But he didn’t end up getting any rest. He was wired, his heart pounding, his hands trembling. He couldn’t believe that being a part of Kappa Delta Pi wasn’t just a possibility—it was now very likely. But there was still a very real chance that he wouldn’t make the cut, and that everything would have been for nothing.
He tried to clear his head, so he could just get a few hours of sleep, but sleep had no interest in Louis that night. He ended up laying in bed, awake, until the sun was up and he realized it just wasn’t going to happen. He just prayed that the final challenge wouldn’t be to see who could stay awake the longest.
When he came out of the shower, there were girls standing at his dorm room door. The girls didn’t know one another—they were all there on separate business, but they all wanted the same thing: Louis. They nudged one another when they realized they were all there for the same reason, and then they shouted over one another as they made their propositions. Louis had to tell them to go home until he was better rested. “I just can’t do this right now,” he said, trying to rub the sleep out from his eyes. The girls left and then one immediately came back. She let herself into Louis’s dorm room and said, “I’ll suck your cock every single day if you let me be a Kappa Girl.” Kappa Girl was what they called the Kappa Delta Pi members’ girlfriends.
“I’m not even in the fraternity yet,” Louis said.
“But you will be,” she said. “Just let me show you how good I am. I promise you’ll like it.”
“I’m sure I would like it, but I’m just very tired right now and I need to start getting ready to go.”
“Just feel my tits. I’ll come down to the Kappa house with you and then when you’re done, we’ll come back here and you can titty fuck me.” The girl did indeed have large breasts that would have been perfect for a good titty fucking. She even showed them to Louis, pulling down her top and lifting her supple tits up with both hands. She mashed them together with a big
grin on her face. Louis watched in a half-trance as the large knockers jiggled. She climbed up on the bed and Louis caught himself fondling her chest with both of his hands.
And then he shook his head and removed his hands. “Just… I don’t know, come back when—if I get into the fraternity.” The girl left Louis’s dorm looking disappointed. Louis flicked the lock on his door once she was gone, so he could get ready without too many distractions. After the horny girl left, he still had an hour before he had to leave. He thought he could maybe squeeze in a nap, but once again, he wasn’t able to fall asleep.
Now, he was worried he would fall asleep in front of Roger, who was stepping out onto the front step of the mansion to announce the final challenge. Louis perked up and cleared his throat. He had to rub his eyes so they would stay open all the way.
“Six of you stand before me, and five of you will be part of the Kappa family. You should all pat yourselves on the back—you beat a lot of hungry contenders to make it here,” Roger said. He was already grinning, already revelling in the final day of his pledges’ torture. “Today, it’s going to be your job to figure out your own challenge. It’s going to be different for all of you. Each of you will go into your own room and you won’t be let out until you’ve accomplished your task.”
The remaining guys all looked over at one another with confused looks on their faces.
“And I should point out that it is possible we will have fewer than five new members this year. If, say, only three of you are able to figure out your final tasks, then only three of you will be joining the Kappa family. I hope that makes sense. So without further adieu, let’s get started. Everyone, come on into the house!”
The remaining pledges were slow to follow Roger, still confused about the task. What did he mean, they had to figure it out themselves? Was it going to be some sort of scavenger hunt, where the final clue was the actual task?
They all filtered into the grand lobby of the Kappa mansion. A group of Kappa seniors were standing in the lobby, ready to take each pledge away to their assigned rooms, so they could figure out their final task.
Louis was let into a large spare bedroom. There was a large king-sized bed against the wall and a camera set up on a tripod, aimed at the bed. The camera was turned on and it was recording. A long cable went from the camera to a small hole drilled into the wall.
As the Kappa senior shut and locked the door behind him, his heart skipped a beat. There were more doors in the room. He slowly walked around the space, opening the doors. They were all empty closets, except for one door, which led into another spare bedroom. And there was someone in the spare bedroom—a shadow moving across the wall.
“Hello?’ Louis said, and the shadow stopped moving. Louis became tense. And then some of that tension fluttered away when Jacob stepped out from a large walk-in closet. “Jacob?”
“Hey,” Jacob said. “How did you get in here?”
“There’s a door connecting our rooms.”
“Oh. Do you think they know about it?”
“I don’t know. Maybe not. Did you figure out your challenge?” Louis asked, looking around the room. He immediately noticed that there was no recording camera in Jacob’s room. “Are your closets empty, too?”
Jacob closed the closet door. “Um, no. The one is filled with clothes.” He had a wide-eyed sheepish look on his face.
“Oh. Mine are all empty.”
“Oh, weird,” Jacob said, still with that scared look. “Well, you should probably go back on your side, just in case you aren’t supposed to be over here.”
“Yeah, probably. Unless they wanted us to meet together like this,” Louis said. And then a chill crawled up his spine. “Mind if I just take a look in your closet quickly?”
“Um, I don’t see why you would want to,” Jacob said.
“Just to see,” Louis said, that chill in his spine becoming more intense. He stepped past Jacob and opened the closet door, revealing a large stockpile of women’s clothing—lingerie in particular.
Jacob let a nervous laugh slip. “Weird, right?” he said. “I wonder why all of this is here.”
Louis looked slowly into Jacob’s eyes and knew exactly what his challenge was.
CHAPTER XI
So they knew—Roger and the Kappa seniors knew those photos weren’t of Jacob’s stepsister. They knew they were of Jacob. Did they know right away or did they realize at the football stadium, when Jacob revealed his shaved legs? It didn’t matter—they knew, and now, that was all that mattered.
Now, they wanted him to get dressed up again—but for what? How would they even know if he did get dressed up? He had looked around the room and couldn’t find any hidden cameras. There was nothing to hide any cameras in, unless there was one behind the closet mirror—but Jacob was fairly certain it wasn’t a two-way mirror. He pressed his face against it and couldn’t see anything but himself.
“What’s your task? Did you figure it out?” Jacob nervously asked Louis.
“I think so,” he said. “But… I don’t think I can do it. I think this might be the end for me.”
“Why? What do they want you to do?” Jacob asked. His heart pounded.
“I—I’d rather not say. I just think it’s best that I call it quits. Maybe joining this frat was a bad idea to begin with.”
Jacob was shocked to hear the words come from Louis’s lips. Kappa Delta Pi was all Louis talked about—it was all he’d cared about for so many months. Even back when they were in high school, he would always talk about how badly he wanted to be in the coveted fraternity. “Bullshit,” Jacob said. “Just do your task. Who cares if it’s embarrassing or whatever. I’m pretty sure they want me to dress up like a girl, so how embarrassing could your task really be?”
Louis was silent for a moment, his face turning a shade of pink. “They want me to fuck you.”
Now Jacob was silent. There was suddenly a thick lump in his throat. He tried to swallow it, but failed. “W—What?” he said.
“They want you to dress up like a girl and they want me to fuck you. There’s a camera in my room—we’re supposed to do it on that bed.”
“How do you know?” Jacob asked, his heart now pounding faster than ever before.
“I just know. But at least we got this far. That’s something, right?”
Jacob’s mind was racing. He felt sick to his stomach. He was watching his friend’s dream being crushed right before his eyes. Louis looked devastated. His eyes were red and he was trying so hard to keep a smile on his face. “I mean—how bad can it be?” Jacob said, that lump growing in his throat again. “If you just do it quickly, then it won’t be so bad, right?”
“Do what quickly?” Louis asked, his face turning redder.
“I’ll close my eyes and bend over and you can just pretend I’m a girl for five minutes. Then it all doesn’t have to end here.”
“I couldn’t make you do that,” Louis said, his lips parting slightly.
“You aren’t making me. I’m volunteering. But then you’ll owe me—for the rest of your life. And you better not stick it all the way in. Now we should probably get moving, or we aren’t going to make it in time.”
Jacob’s heart was pounding so fast; he was worried he was going to have a heart attack. He tried to calm his breathing, but that didn’t seem to help. He turned and looked at the closet full of clothes. There was a wig hanging at the back of the closet, which looked just like the wig he wore in those sexy photos. “Just give me fifteen minutes to get dolled up—I’m pretty sure that’s what they want,” Jacob said. He stepped into the room and looked around. That chill in his spine was cooler than ever, but he knew he had to do it for his friend.
He started getting undressed. He had his eye on a lacy red two-piece. There was a makeup kit in the top drawer of a tall dresser. Jacob didn’t waste any time. He pulled the foundation out from the kit and started dolling himself up. He worked quickly, trying his best not to be too sloppy. He knew he wasn’t being judge
d on how good he was able to look, but he didn’t want to look bad for his ‘date’. The better he looked, the easier it would be for Louis.
It took about fifteen minutes before Jacob was satisfied with his look. There were details he would have liked to fix, but he knew he was in a race with four other desperate contestants. He squeezed his feet into a pair of heels and looked at himself in the mirror one last time. He smiled. He looked good—surprisingly good considering the fact he’d whipped the look up in just fifteen minutes. He was particularly taken aback by his eyes, which looked big and beautiful with a bit of mascara and a bit of eyeliner.
“Ready?” Louis said, standing nervously in the doorway.
“As ready as I’m going to be,” Jacob said, his heart aflutter.
They went together to that king-sized bed in the other room. Jacob felt his legs trembling as he stepped in front of the recording camera. He was too afraid to look into the lens, knowing there were people watching. “I guess I’ll just bend over and we can get this over with,” he said.
“You look good,” Louis said.
Jacob looked back at Louis. “What?”
“You look good. You’ve got a nice body, and a cute face,” he said, his cheeks a dark shade of red.
“Thanks, I think,” Jacob said.
“I mean it.”
Even Jacob found himself blushing, though he wasn’t sure why. He even cracked a smile, which he fought away. He took a deep breath. “Just be gentle,” he said, and then he bent over the bed, his legs trembling in his stiletto heels, which weren’t easy to stand in.
It was a few seconds before Louis was behind him. The room was silent for a minute while Louis pulled away his belt and unzipped his fly. He let his pants fall to the floor with a thud, and then he pulled down his underwear. Jacob was too afraid to look back, so he kept his gaze forward. He took another deep breath. “You can do this,” he whispered quietly to himself.
Jacob felt Louis hands grab his butt cheeks firmly. He squeezed and fondled and spread his cheeks. “What are you doing?” Jacob asked, his body becoming tense.
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