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Summary:
When freshman Jake Summers arrives at Midwestern University in Kansas, he's immediately drawn into the tight-knit world of the Delta Phi Omega fraternity. As he bonds with his mentor, Jeff White, Jake discovers a side of himself he never fully understood, sparking an attraction that grows into a passionate and intense secret relationship. Alongside Dave, a charismatic athlete in the fraternity, the trio navigates the dangers of college life, but their connection takes an unexpected turn when they are abducted during a camping trip by the sinister Dr. Reed West, whose twisted experiments on human genetics alter their bodies and their fates forever. Trapped in the Ouachita National Forest, their transformations into hybrid creatures push the boundaries of love, loyalty, and survival. As they struggle to adapt to their new forms, they forge a deeper bond, one that leads them on a dangerous hunt for vengeance and a fight to protect their newfound family. This thrilling and provocative tale of transformation, survival, and the power of connection explores the complexities of identity and the primal instincts that define us all.
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Chapter 1: Welcome to Midwestern University
Jake's heart pounded as he stepped onto Midwestern University's sprawling quad, a sea of unfamiliar faces swirling around him. He clutched his crumpled campus map like a lifeline, eyes darting between the imposing brick buildings and the throngs of students.
"Okay, Jake, you've got this," the lifelong gamer muttered under his breath. "It's just like respawning in a new level."
He took a deep breath, inhaling the late summer air. His palms were sweaty as he unfolded the map to get his bearings. A group of shirtless guys tossing a frisbee caught his eye. Jake swallowed hard, admiring their toned physiques, but he quickly looked away, face flushing.
"Focus," he chided himself. "Where's Franklin Hall?"
As Jake scanned the map, a muscular arm brushed against him. He looked up to see a handsome guy with kind green eyes smiling at him.
"You look a little lost," the stranger said. "Need some help?"
Jake blushed and tried to catch his breath.
"I... um... yeah. I'm looking for the freshman dorms?"
"Sure thing," the young man replied with a wink. "My name is Jeff. I'll show you the way."
Jake's heart skipped a beat.
"Thanks. I'm... I'm Jake."
"Nice to meet you. I'm Jake!" Jeff replied.
Jake chuckled in response and followed Jeff across the quad and to the other side of the campus. Jake glanced at Jeff's strong jawline and broad shoulders as they walked. He smiled. He felt genuinely excited about this new chapter in his life for the first time.
"So, what's your major?" Jeff asked.
"Computer science," Jake replied. "I'm kind of a gaming nerd."
Jeff grinned.
"Nothing wrong with that. I bet those quick reflexes will come in handy."
Jake blushed. His eyes focused on the large bulge in Jeff's jeans and imagined other ways his reflexes might be useful. He quickly pushed the thought away, though, and focused on memorizing every detail of this moment. It was his first real conversation on campus with an impossibly attractive guy. Maybe college would be even better than he'd dreamed.
As they approached the dorms, Jeff stopped short.
"Your dorm is over there, but I wondered. I'm in a fraternity called Delta Phi Omega. We are having a party tonight if you want to come. It's gonna be epic!"
Jake hesitated, his stomach twisting in knots.
"I don't know, Jeff... I'm kind of... shy..."
"Trust me, you won't regret it," Jeff assured him, reassuringly touching his shoulder. "It's the perfect place to meet people... and maybe make new friends. You will love it. Our frat is really welcoming."
Jake's gaze drifted to Jeff's warm smile and firm grip. He swallowed, trying to keep a cool facade.
"O-okay... I'll think about it."
Later that day, as the sun dipped below the horizon, Jake found himself walking down Fraternity row. As he neared the end, he saw the Delta house. His heart was pounding as he took in the scene before him. The lawn was packed with students – the air thick with the smell of spiked punch and pot. He could feel the bass thumping in his chest from the music playing indoors – each beat a tiny thrill.
"I can do this," he muttered, nervously straightening his shirt. "Well... I think I can do this."
Jake took a breath and walked through the front door. Inside, the party was even more wild than he'd imagined. Strobe lights illuminated half-naked bodies grinding on the dance floor. A cross-section of the entire campus was there. Jake's eyes darted around the room, trying to find Jeff in the sea of faces. Suddenly, a burly guy bumped into him. The impact caused his drink to spill down Jake's shirt.
"Watch it, nerd!" the giant man slurred loudly.
"Hey, asshole, leave him alone!"
Jake looked up to see Jeff shoving his way through the crowd as the large man scoffed, shook his head, and walked away.
"You okay, man?" Jake asked as he patted Jake's wet shirt.
"I-I'm fine," Jake stuttered, mortified.
"At least it was just beer," Jeff said with a smile. "You will fit in here just fine."
"Yeah, but I hate being wet!" Jake replied.
Jeff looped an arm around Jake's shoulders, steering him away from the crowd.
"Come on, let's get you cleaned up," Jeff said, leading him upstairs.
As they approached the staircase, Jake looked up to follow as it winded up to a second and then a third floor. People were drinking along the banisters on the first level, and a woman was giving a younger man a blowjob on the top level.
"Wow!" Jake replied, his face blushing.
Jeff laughed. He led the freshman to the first landing and then into a communal bathroom. There, he found a towel and gave it to Jake.
"Here, use this."
"Thanks," Jake mumbled, dabbing at his shirt.
"No problem," Jeff replied. "I know you are covered in beer, but would you like to try drinking some instead? We have some good punch, too!"
"Punch sounds good," Jake said with a laugh as Jeff smiled and ran down the staircase.
Jake knew his shirt was a lost cause, so he took it off and wrapped it around his neck. He then walked back downstairs. He never thought his first night at college would be like this - a party at a frat house, rescued by a hot upperclassman. It was straight out of a cheesy teen romance.
When Jeff returned, he handed Jake a red Solo cup.
"Drink this. It will help with any jitters you might have."
"Thanks!" Jake replied as he took a sip.
The drink had a fruit punch base but was over half alcohol, which burnt his throat going down. He coughed and looked at Jeff, who smiled back at him.
"Wow!" Jake said.
"It will put hair on you!" Jeff said with a laugh, rubbing Jake's chest. "Though you have a nice chest full already!"
Jake blushed as he sipped.
"The drink is good!"
"My buddy Dave makes it," Jeff replied. "He calls it hunch punch."
"It sure serves a punch," Jake said, taking another drink and coughing.
The two stood in awkward silence for a moment, sipping their drinks. Jake began to fidget, and Jeff decided to break the tension.
"When meeting someone for the first time, I find it fun to ask weird questions," Jeff said. "What's your favorite color?"
"Red," Jake replied. "Like this cup!"
Jeff laughed.
"Okay, now you!"
"Umm," Jake stuttered. "Do you play sports?"
"Yup!" Jeff replied. "I am on the swim team."
"Oh, neat!" Jake replied.
"Yeah, I love being in the water, but that's not my secret talent," Jeff replied with a wink and a sly grin.
Jake gulped, but before he could inquire further, a six-foot-tall brick wall of a man appeared before them. His blonde hair was long in the back, and a mound of chest hair was sticking out over his tee-shirt, drenched with sweat from dancing.
"I wondered where you went to, little bro!" the man replied, with a bit of slurred speech.
"Dave, this is Jake," Jeff said with a laugh, putting his arm around the freshman. "Jeff, this is Dave, the one I told you about."
"You made the punch!" Jeff stammered out as he held his hand out.
Dave laughed heartily as he shook the younger man's hand firmly.
"Yup, damn good stuff, right?"
"It's strong!" Jake replied with a smile. "But you are brothers?"
Dave laughed loudly.
"Fraternity brothers, yes. We aren't kin."
"Dave is my big brother in the fraternity," Jeff said. "When you pledge, you are given an active member to help guide and help you."
"Ahh," Jake replied.
"So, if you plan on pledging, you should be looking for one around here," Dave said with a smile. "You guys want to come over and dance some?"
"What do you think, Jake?" Jeff asked.
"I... I don't know," Jake stammered.
Jeff rubbed the young man's back.
"It's okay," Jake replied. "Maybe we will catch you later, Big Dave."
"I'll be here all night if you change your mind," Dave said with a roar as he returned to the dance floor set up in the living room.
"I hope I didn't offend him," Jake replied.
Jeff laughed.
"Dave is three sheets to the wind and probably on the prowl to get laid. It is no big deal. But, if dancing isn't your thing, I'd love to show you around and introduce you to some people."
The gentle authority in Jeff's voice made Jake's knees weak. He nodded, following Jeff around the house. Inside, the bass thrummed through Jake's body. Sweaty bodies pressed close, the air thick with the scent of beer and musk. Jeff's hand on the small of Jake's bare back sent shivers up his spine.
"So," Jeff leaned in close to be heard over the music, his breath hot on Jake's ear. "What brings you to Midwestern U?"
Jake swallowed hard, distracted by Jeff's proximity.
"I... uh... wanted a fresh start. Somewhere away from home where I could be myself."
Jeff's eyes soften with understanding.
"I get that. Same here. That is also why I chose this frat. We're pretty open-minded here."
Their gazes locked, an unspoken connection sparking between them. Jake's mouth went dry as he imagined running his fingers through Jeff's brown hair, tracing his goatee.
"Want to ask some more questions and get to know each other better?" Jeff asked, nodding towards a quieter corner.
Jake nodded, pulse-quickening as Jeff led him away from the chaos. He couldn't shake the feeling that this night, this moment with Jeff, might change everything.
After several hours at the party and a good amount of booze, Jake began to loosen up. He broke away from Jeff and started to make friends with other frat members. He even joined Dave in the dance area, although it was apparent that the larger man had two left feet and was drunk as hell. When Dave fell for the fifth time during one song, Jake excused himself to go to the restroom.
As he exited the bathroom on the second floor, he wondered what had happened to Jeff. Wondering around, he navigated through several guys making out with girls, and a few frat members passed out on the floor. He saw Jeff's name on the door at the end of one hall. He went to knock but noticed the door was not closed all the way. He could hear soft moans coming from the room beyond, and his curiosity got the better of him.
As the door opened, Jake froze. His heart was racing. It was obvious someone was getting laid. It was probably Jeff, and in his inebriated state, Jake had an irresistible urge to see who was in bed with him.
The door opened farther, and Jake gulped.
The room was small but had a queen-sized bed crammed into it, supported by cinder blocks below. The sheets were stained with beer and sweat, and Jeff was lying naked in the middle of the mattress on his back. On top of him, straddling his waist, was another naked young man.
Jeff's seven-inch cock was impaled deep inside the young man riding him. Both their bodies were glistening with sweat. They moved together in a sensual rhythm, hands exploring and heads bouncing. Jake couldn't tear his eyes away from the flex of Jeff's muscles and the way his fingers dug into his partner's hips.
"Fuck, you feel so good," Jeff growled, his voice husky with desire. "That ass is tight!"
"Yeah," the other man groaned. "You are so deep in me. Fuck me harder!"
Jake's whole body flushed hot, then cold. He stumbled backward in the hall, nearly tripping over his feet in his haste to retreat. His mind reeled, a confusing mix of arousal and shock coursing through him.
The door slammed shut in front of him.
"Oh god," Jake moaned, pressing himself against the wall in the hallway.
His heart pounded so loudly he was sure someone would hear. Images of Jeff's hot body flashed through his mind, igniting a fire inside. He squeezed his eyes shut, trying to will away the undeniable stirring in his groin.
"Fucking hell," Jake thought as he picked himself up from the floor and moved back through the hall towards the staircase.
Jake had known he was gay since he was in junior high, but he had never acted upon it. His parents were religious, and he knew they would never understand. The chance to explore his sexuality was a large part of the decision to move as far away from home as possible.
As he descended the stairs, he could not deny the raw, primal need surging through him – a newfound hunger awakened by what he witnessed. Jake took a shaky breath, still torn between fleeing and the desperate urge to sneak back and watch more.
The young man stumbled out into the cool night air on the back deck, his mind a whirlwind of conflicting emotions. He entered the yard and found a secluded spot beneath an old oak tree, collapsing onto the damp grass. His hands shook as he ran them through his hair, trying to make sense of the desire coursing through his veins.
"Did they see me?" Jake whispered to himself, his voice trembling.
He closed his eyes, but all he could see was Jeff's muscular form, his cock buried in his partner, thrusting hard into him, and the passion in his emerald eyes. A shiver ran down Jake's spine. His virgin body was filled with excitement and terror.
Jake sat under the tree for fifteen minutes. He was so lost in thought that he didn't hear the footsteps approaching him until a gentle voice broke through his reverie.
"Jake? You okay, buddy?"
Jake's head snapped up to see Jeff standing over him. Concern was etched across his face. He was wearing shorts but nothing else. His body was still covered in sweat and smelling of booze and sex. The thin goatee on Jeff's chin caught the moonlight, and Jake found himself mesmerized.
"I... I'm fine," Jake stammered, his cheeks burning. "I just needed some air."
Jeff lowered himself to the grass beside Jake, their shoulders nearly touching.
"You sure? You seem pretty shaken up. My brothers inside said you ran out of the house pretty quick. They said they thought you had seen a ghost!"
Jake's heart raced, Jeff's proximity both comforting and terrifying. He took a deep breath, steeling himself.
"I'm so sorry," Jeff began to say quickly. "I didn't mean to. Your door was open, and I thought I would check on you... and then I heard someone having sex... and I could not help myself."
"Oh," Jake said, putting his hand on his head and laughing. "That was you. I thought one of my frat brothers was slamming the door to tell us to keep it down."
"I'm so sorry..." Jake stammered.
"It's all good, Bubba!" Jeff exclaimed. "It happens. That was just some random guy I met at the party. I needed to get my nut, and he was willing to take it. I am sure you know how that is."
Jake gulped and looked at his feet.
"Well..."
Jeff's face turned.
"Wait... are you a virgin?"
Jake couldn't take it and started to get up.
"Jake!" Jeff said as he pulled the young man down. "I didn't mean it that way. It is cool. I can only imagine what that was like. Dude, I am sorry. Sometimes people are weird around gay guys having sex."
Jake turned to Jeff.
"I'm gay, too."
"OH!" Jeff replied, now realizing the awkwardness of the situation.
"It was... fucking hot," Jake groaned as he rubbed his groin.
Jeff laughed out loud and rubbed Jake's shoulders.
"Well, you should have come on in," Jeff replied. "Hell, you could have joined us. You could have gotten some of that ass. Or if it was your thing, we could have tag-teamed you!"
Jake turned a shade of red and smiled.
"I am sorry to be awkward like that," Jeff replied.
"You are pretty damn hot," Jake said, the booze loosening his tongue.
"Well, so are you, sexy!" Jake said in a soft voice. "And I meant what I said. You could have joined us. I would have loved a turn on that ass."
Jake laughed nervously.
"Sorry, I am being forward," Jeff said. "I'll stop."
"So, you are gay, too?"
Jeff smiled.
"Yup. I figured it out during my freshman year here. It was tough at first, but being true to myself was my best decision."
Jake felt a weight lift from his chest, relief washing over him.
"I'm from a religious background. And yes... I am still a virgin. I was hoping to get some experiences here in college."
Jeff leaned back, his muscular arms flexing as he supported himself.
"I get it. It wasn't easy for me either. I grew up on a farm in Nebraska, where being anything but straight wasn't exactly celebrated. But I found my people here who accepted me for who I am. And you will, too, Jake. Starting with me."
Jake's heart swelled with gratitude and something else he couldn't quite name. He opened his mouth to respond when a boisterous voice cut through the night air.
"There you guys are! What's with the secret pow-wow?"
Dave Jones bounded over – his drunk, large frame silhouetted against the fraternity house lights. He plopped down beside them, a mischievous grin on his face.
"Whoa, why so serious?" Dave asked, looking between Jeff and Jake. "Did I interrupt a moment or something?"
Jeff chuckled, shaking his head.
"Just having a heart-to-heart, Dave. Jake here was sharing something important."
Dave's eyebrows shoot up.
"Oh yeah? What's the scoop, rookie?"
Jake hesitated, glancing at Jeff, who gave him an encouraging nod. Taking a deep breath, Jake turned to Dave.
"I... I just came out. To Jeff. And now to you, I guess."
Dave's blue eyes widened briefly before he broke into a wide grin.
"Right on, man! Welcome to the Rainbow Club! We've got jackets and everything!"
Jake couldn't help but laugh, Dave's easy acceptance lightening the mood.
"Thanks, Dave. I wasn't sure how-"
"How we'd react?" Dave finished, clapping Jake on the back. "Dude, this is Delta Phi Omega. We're all about brotherhood, no matter who you love. Besides, you think Jeff here is the only one who's into dudes?"
Jake's eyes widened, darting between Jeff and Dave.
"Wait, you mean...?"
Dave laughed a rich, warm sound that cut through the night.
"Let's just say our football team's locker room gets pretty interesting sometimes."
Jeff rolled his eyes, but there was fondness in his voice.
"Ignore him, Jake. Dave is bisexual. He thinks his big cock makes him god's gift to both genders."
"Hey, if the jockstrap fits," Dave retorted with a wink.
The tension in Jake's shoulders began to melt away as he found himself caught up in their playful banter. He felt a surge of warmth in his chest, a sense of belonging he had never experienced.
"So, tell us about yourself, Jake," Jeff prompted, his eyes twinkling with genuine interest. "You might as well get it all out now."
As Jake started to share his story, he was struck by how easily the words flowed. Dave chimed in with outrageous anecdotes from his small Kansas town, while Jeff offered quiet insights peppered with farm life wisdom. The night air filled with their drunk laughter and shared confidences. Hours seem to pass in the blink of an eye. Jake's sides ached from laughing at Dave's impression of his crusty old Chemistry professor, and his heart swelled as Jeff recounted the moment he first realized he was gay.
As the party inside finally began to wind down. He watched Jeff and Dave, their easy camaraderie, the way they welcomed him without hesitation. He felt seen, accepted, and maybe even desired for the first time. The possibilities stretched out before him like an open road. Pledging Delta Phi Omega, late-night study sessions that might turn into something more, game days spent cheering Dave on from the stands with Jeff by his side. It was all within reach now – a future he had never imagined.
Jake took a deep breath, savoring the humid night air and the warmth of Jeff's thigh pressed against his. He caught Dave's eye and grinned, feeling affection for his new friends. Whatever came next, he knew he would not face it alone.
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