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Wednesday, October 12, 2016

[SS-201] Feminist Halloween


[FEMINIST HALLOWEEN]

Nachi looked at himself at the mirror. He looked stupid. All he wore was a pink designer brief. He also had a jason mask. A scarf was around his neck.

Their local college fraternity lost a bet with a sorority. As penalty, they had to send members to a feminist halloween party. Neophytes, like Nachi, were ordered to attend this event at the sorority. Senior members reasoned that it was included in their induction rites to do silly embarrassing things for the group.

Apparently, a feminist halloween party is one that switches the usual gender expectations of the season. This time, men are expected to wear slutty costumes instead of women.

Nachi received a text from Rosum, a fellow neophyte. "Where are you man? I'm here being tag teamed by sorority girls."

He sighed and wrapped a full length robe around him, walked out of the frat house and went in the next door sorority house.

As soon as he stepped in, the girls took off his robe and started making fun of his costume. But most of them marveled at his muscular body. They touched him in different parts.

When the first group of ladies were done with him, Nachi went further in. While dodging advances, he peered at the other neophytes. Some of them did not have his athleticism, and looked awkward in underwear.

Except for one. Standing at the dark hallway was a man who wore a skimpy black leather brief, a leather jacket and held a helmet on his hand. Girls gawked over his body that was ripped and smooth.


It was Rosum.

Nachi had only seen his blockmate and frat brother in classes at the house clothes. He could tell Rosum sported a physique, but he never knew it was that perfect.

It was the first time he had ever been attracted to a man. He approached Rosum.

"Hey."

Rosum recognized him even with his mask. But there was also something about the way the man looked at him. "Hey Nachi, you... look good."

"Not as halloween hot as you," Nachi half joked, "how are you so far?"

Rosum blushed. "I'm usually proud of my body, but this costume they assigned me, and their flirty touches-- I feel uncomfortable."

"Let's just get this over and done with."

So they stayed for an hour more before the girls let them go. The two of them went back to the frat house. Nachi invited his friend to his room.

"That was some experience," Nachi spoke as he removed his mask.

To his surprise, Rosum just lunged at him and kissed him.

Nachi was startled but he made sure he reciprocated the kiss.

"I am sorry man. It's just that... man... I've never thought of guys sexy before..." Rosum explained breathing heavily, "when I saw you in your undies today... gawd... Nachi... I'm lusting over you."

Nachi grinned and touched the shiny smooth black bulge of the man. "Gawd. Do you know how fucking sexy you are, you fucking hot biker? Gawd. I had to control my erections the whole time."

Rosum held his pink bulge. "Well baby, don't stop it now."

Then they kissed once more.

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