I AM BOD 01 - Part One - Sex Stories

I AM BOD 01 - Part One

... thinking that perhaps the Fraternity's first choice was not always as willing and agreeable as I was. Possibly, he had not anticipated my positive response and figured he would have to move on to the second or third potential candidate. So, when I readily agreed to his request, he was relieved, knowing his search was over. Based on his subtle reaction, I sensed a huge burden had been lifted from his shoulders. This, in turn, gave me a sense of goodwill. I felt happy being able to do this for him. Before leaving, he bought my girlfriends and me another round of drinks. And, when he did leave the bar, he said with a big smile, see you in a month, Kim.

A week later, I was contacted by one of the frat brothers. He informed me about what to wear to the party and to only bring a small handbag containing makeup, nothing more. He said I would be picked up outside my dorm at seven p.m. sharp and brought to the Frat House on the night of the party. For the next month, all I could think about was what did I get myself into. My imagination was going crazy with vivid thoughts of what the frat brothers would do with me. The girls I had befriended on campus thought I was crazy for agreeing to do this. Still, none of them were as preoccupied with sex or sexually pleasuring guys as I was. I had made a commitment and given my word to the fraternity president. So, as far as I was concerned, there was no turning back. I was going to see this through! Thankfully, the next few weeks flew right ...

... by, and November 23rd, the night of the Fraternity's first big annual party of the school year, was here.

Just as I had been told, a limousine arrived at my dorm at seven p.m. to pick me up. It was a quick ten-minute trip. Upon arriving at the Frat House, which turned out to be an enormous southern-style colonial mansion, it wasn't long before I found out what the Frat brothers had in mind for me. I was met at the front entrance by a young man who escorted me through the foyer and down a long hallway toward the back part of this huge mansion. I could hear loud music playing and what sounded like people partying. The sound came from the opposite side of the house from where I was being escorted. I saw no one besides my escort, who led me to a large room in the back half of the Frat House. Once inside the room, my young escort handed me off to a man I assumed was a grad student. He appeared to be in his late twenties or early thirties. He smiled and nodded as an indication that my escort could leave. As he looked me up and down from head to toe, he said, "My name is Taylor. I will be preparing you for your role as the party entertainment."

He indicated that per my previous verbal agreement with the fraternity president, I was now, at this time, relinquishing all rights and ownership of my body. My body was now the Fraternity's property, and, as my trainer, a sanctioned fraternity member, he was now taking possession of my body and would do with it as he deemed appropriate ...