A compilation of short stories of same sex hook-ups and romance between men that are members of Fraternities. I don't own any photos featured in this series and I do not represent any official fraternal entities in any official capacity.
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Today was my last day working at the Student Financial Aid Center at Wilton State University and I couldn't be any happier! This place had been the bane of my existence for the last three years. I began working here at the start of my sophomore year as a part of the Federal Work Study Program and it'd been such a miserable experience. I was always told to look for a nice desk job during my time in college, so I could do homework whenever things were slow, but things weren't ever slow here.
Next week, I was beginning my last semester at WSU and I'd recently been offered an internship with a marketing firm. It was going to pay much better than this job. It was a no brainer to quit and focus on the internship since it would likely lead to a full-time position after graduating.
The Financial Aid office was always filled with an influx of students upset that their aid hadn't been disbursed, or dealing with angry parents/guardians....over the years, I came to dread coming into work, even if my shifts were only four hours long on most days.
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Chris Bryant (Me)
Most importantly, I hated this job because it'd made me miss out on so many different fraternity events that happened during the daytime! Between balancing classes and work, I never really got to enjoy the experience of being in a fraternity because this awful job took the life out of me. The fact that today was my last shift made me feel so good. I was committed to trying to make the most of my last semester on the yard.
The only thing that kept me entertained at this job over the years was flirting with one of my co-workers, Montrell Moore. Montrell was also a graduating senior and we'd been somewhat friendly since meeting our freshman year. We became friends as we began working together and during the spring semester of our sophomore year, we both pledged into our fraternities - I pledged alpha Phi Alpha as he went on to pledge a different fraternity (Phi Beta Sigma) but that hadn't stopped us from being cool.
We never got to hang much outside of work but I honestly liked Montrell. I found him to be attractive and he just seemed like a good guy. For the last three years, we'd been sitting across for each other in the same cubicle, so we'd gotten to know each other. I jokingly referred to him as my "work-study husband", although he always curved my attempts to flirt with him. Kind of how he's doing now.
"Come on, Montrell....you know you want me in your life, and I'm feeling generous. How about we go back to your apartment when we finish our shift?" I whispered into Montrell's ear, smiling hard as fuck.
I'd been a drought for weeks and I desperately needed to fuck something. I could easily get some pussy but after four years of college, I'd accepted that I exclusively wanted to engage with men. I knew I didn't stand a chance with Montrell but it wasn't going to stop me from trying. Plus, I enjoyed getting him worked up.
"Chris, first of all, you know I'm talking to someone. Two, that someone is your Dean of Pledges! You're lucky I haven't told him how you really are! All semester, you've been hitting on me. I swear Alphas don't value brotherhood - if you did, you wouldn't be trying to get with me. Now please leave me the alone!" Montrell whispered to me before returning his attention to his own work station.
