The Brotherhood Seven By Simon Stow
I am British and as as we all know there are some major differences between terminology on both sides of the Atlantic. I have where possible tried to avoid things that I know are different but if I have missed something I apologise now.
As always, this story is a complete work of fiction. If you have enjoyed reading it then don't forget to support Nifty with a donation.
Not much sexual action in this chapter, but with a series you need to set a scene.
Constructive comments and suggestions are always welcome at simonstory8@gmail.com
OK, so lets start. My name is Matt, I'm 18 and I'm British, just starting university.
I guess you want to know a bit about me, well I'm pretty average really, 5'8 in height, medium build, dark hair, blue eyes and yes I'm gay. I'm just a normal guy and that goes for being gay too, my parents and sister know, so I'm "out" but its not something I feel I need to tell the world, after all who comes up to you and says "Hi, I'm Pete and I'm straight". With regard to my body again its average or at least I think so, I go to the gym and workout but am fit rather than all muscle. My dad was part Italian and I have inherited the hair gene from him, so at 18, I can grow a nice even amount of hair on my face and I have a short trimmed beard as a result. There is no hair on my chest yet, but am proud of a dark patch around my belly button and a happy trail that runs into my boxers. As for the contents of my boxers - 6.5 inches erect, not too thick, backed by a trimmed pubic bush with average - yes average again - balls hanging below. Nothing too big, nothing too small, just right. As circumcision is not common here in the UK, its uncut and has sufficient foreskin that even when hard the head remains covered. If I was to say there was something that I don't like about my body it would be that, not that my foreskin looks unsightly, it looks fine, its just that because the head is always covered, when exposed it is super super sensitive. So I had better confess it now - I can foreplay for hours but when it really gets down to it, I cum real quick!!
I had decided to go to a university at the other end of the country mainly because my course, Geology, is quite specialised - yeah I study rocks -consequently I didn't have any mates come to college with me. In the first week, I just started to hang around with some of the guys on the course and one in particular caught my eye. Leo, a gorgeous red headed guy - oh how I love red heads, their pale skin, freckles, the pinkness of their nipples and - oh come on guys, wouldn't you just love to have orange pubes? Anyway I had no idea if he fancied men or women, so he was just someone I hung around with.
At the end of the second week a strange email suddenly popped into my inbox as I was doing some coursework. It was headed "Apply To Join The Brotherhood Seven". I was about to simply delete thinking it probably contained strange links when I decided to read it. The email explained that I was eligible to apply to the "Society of the Brotherhood Seven" and that if accepted I would have to complete 7 separate trials which if done successfully would mean that all my tuition and accommodation fees for my entire time at university would be paid for. It went on to say that I should not talk to anyone about this email etc etc. We have secret societies here in the UK but I thought all this fraternity stuff was an American thing and reading between the lines it sounded all a bit too good to be true anyway. So I just deleted it.
A week later a second email appeared "We Are Still Waiting For Your Application" This one reminded me that I only had 24 hours left to apply. This time I decided to go onto the webpage given and have a look. It was just an application form with no way of accessing the rest of the website. Strangely when I typed the details into a search engine it came back with nothing - I had never ever searched for anything on the internet before and got nothing! Anyway I don't know why, maybe it was because I had had a couple of beers, I filled in the application and clicked SEND. A week later I received a text "Your application to the B7 has been accepted, this Saturday report to the Waldenfield Army Training Centre at 9am sharp - DO NOT BE LATE"
Saturday morning came round and I got up and made my way to Waldenfield - this place was in the middle of nowhere about 10 miles from the campus. It cost me a fortune in a taxi so I thought "This had better be worth it". When I got there, there was a group of guys, my sort of age waiting at the entrance gate being spoken to by an older man, I guessed about 25 yrs old, dressed in a black hoodie and black jeans. When I got close enough he introduced himself as Ryan. As I looked around the group only one thing stood out - a person with flame red hair. It was with some relief that I realised it was Leo, at least I wasn't here making a fool of myself alone.
"Right, the time is now 9am exactly lets get started"
Just as he finished the sentence, two young men came running up the road to the camp gates and collapsed in a heap in front of us.
Ryan looked down at them "Sorry guys, we have started - its past 9am, you're 10 seconds late, go back home."
The look on their faces suddenly turned to thunder "10 seconds late?, 10 fucking seconds late?" shouted one and he launched forward to Ryan, who stepped back out of reach in a very controlled way, "10 fucking seconds", they both now flew towards Ryan but as they did three more men in black who I had not noticed before came forward and escorted the two young men away. As we walked through the gates to the camp we could still hear "10 fucking seconds" being shouted down the road. They had obviously chosen 20 people from the applications but we were now just 18
There then followed the 4 most gruelling but exhilarating hours of my life. We had to do an army assault course and not just once either. Running, jumping, climbing up ropes, wading through water, crawling through mud and all the time, yes all the time, being shouted at by army staff. We were called every name there was and told we were worthless. Three of the "recruits" didn't make it through the first run, then another one bowed out after the second. The third and final run was the worse, everything was worse because we were cold, wet and tired. The 14 of us lined up and started the course again. Myself and another guy were struggling to climb a wall when the sergeant major shouted "Fucking queer gay bastards". We both lost our grip and fell off the wall. I was angry that he cause me to fall more than anything. The other recruit, stood up clenched his fists, shouted "WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?" and went to strike the officer - he was lead away. The officer glared at me as if to say "Come on then, you too if you want", I stood up and somehow found the strength to climb the wall.
After crawling through a muddy ditch I emerged to see another recruit being lead away, this time he had obviously made contact with his target, the officer concerned had a bleeding nose. And so it continued, every obstacle seemed to prove the breaking point for someone. Its all a blur from then on, I don't know how, but I made it, I finished. At the end there were only six of us left and I was relieved to see that one of them was Leo.
We were on the ground unable to move when Ryan reappeared "Congratulations gentlemen, it appears only 6 of you will continue with us. If you follow the sergeant major to the block over there, you will find you have each been allocated a room. Shower, change into the fresh clothes we have got you, there is some food in each room and a beer for each of you. Please stay in your rooms and don't socialise together and I will come and pick you up in an hour." Ryan the turned and shook hands with the sergeant major "Thank you as always Steve" and walked away.
I'm not going to go into detail about the next hour or so except to say the shower was very welcome, the food needed and I dared not lie on the bed in case I fell asleep and was late. An hour later, Ryan collected us, fresh and clean, and drove us in a black minibus out into the country. Some electric gates opened and we proceeded up a long drive to an old country house. Wherever or whatever this place was it was certainly secluded, no one would ever know what happened here. We left the minibus and followed Ryan to a large outbuilding, the size of a barn but it was a new modern building. No windows just what looked like a fully glazed corridor providing an indoor link across the courtyard between the outbuilding and the main house. He swung open a large door and we went in.
We all gasped, whatever we were expecting it wasn't this. It was a very large room with a raised platform in the middle, the space around the raised platform and a few stray chairs indicated that it could accommodate an audience. Suspended from the ceiling there was an array of lighting equipment, cameras, and microphones. Ryan lead us across to a small room at the back, the only furniture inside being a rectangular table surrounded by chairs - meeting room style - and a tv screen on the wall. It was gestured that we all sat down.
Sitting at the table was the first time I had been really able to take in the other members of the group. You of course know me and a little bit about Leo, the others were Adam, a stocky dark haired guy, clearly a rugby player who had used brute force if nothing else to get through the assault course. George, slim and tall with brown hair, who obviously had the advantage of his long legs to cover a larger distance with each stride, we found out later he was 6'4 in height. Samir who from his skin tone I guessed would have ancestry in North Africa or the Middle East and finally Tom, a blonde haired boy. I say boy because he was one of those people that looked about 5 years younger than he actually was.
Ryan sat amongst us and spoke softly but firmly in a relaxed tone that oozed welcome. "Gentlemen, welcome to the Society of the Brotherhood Seven, the name Brotherhood Seven comes from the fact that to join the Brotherhood you have to complete 7 trials, each one linked to the Seven Deadly Sins - Envy, Gluttony, Greed, Lust, Pride, Sloth and Wrath." He paused to let this sink in "And congratulations gentlemen, today you completed Trial 1 - Wrath or Anger" he paused again "So now you see why you were pushed to breaking point, not only physically but to the point where many of your fellow applicants resorted to violence" He looked round, we all nodded "Weren't those two at the beginning complete dickheads?" We started to laugh, not sure if we should "Relax guys, no more shouting and bullying, I assure you" You could see the tension in the room melt away as Ryan smiled.
Ryan continued. "The remaining 6 trials will take place in the room next door, we call it the Barn, over the next 6 weekends. If you complete the 6 trials in a satisfactory manner then you will be admitted to the Brotherhood Seven and all your tuition fees and accommodation will be paid for. In addition the Brotherhood will secure you the best job in your chosen field after you graduate to ensure you all get the best start to your career".
"What's the catch?" said Adam
"Well of course the trials are not that easy, they may be more enjoyable than today but not easy. All of the trials take place in the Barn and all the time that you are in the Barn you will be naked" 6 mouths including mine suddenly opened. "You've seen the lights and cameras and mics, everything that happens in the Barn is live streamed around the world. That livestream will be watched by hundreds of thousands of people, who will be able to bet on the outcome of the trials" We were all now looking around the room at each other, not sure what to think, say or do. Ryan waited for someone to speak.
It was George that broke the silence "Wait a minute, you mean you are going to turn us all into porn stars?"
"GAY porn stars" Ryan replied with a wry smile "You will have physical contact with each other while you are naked"
Different levels of shock registered on everyone's faces including mine - remember I'm Mr Average not porn star material.
"But I'm" George started to speak. Ryan immediately put up his hand to stop him.
"There is only one unbreakable rule here, there is only one rule that can get you thrown out of this. You must never and I emphasise never, talk to anyone including each other about your sexuality. Understood?" We all nodded in agreement. "I can reveal that one of you is gay and the other five straight but that is as far as it can go. Understood?". We all nodded again and at least I now had an advantage over everyone as I knew the gay one was me, but damn it Leo was therefore straight.
Ryan continued "Now then, gentlemen, you are all knackered and bewildered with what has happened and what I have said, so we will call it a day, I'll drive you back to campus and you can think everything over. Please do not talk about what happens here publicly but you may meet amongst yourselves if you wish. If you choose to take part then the minibus will pick you up outside the Campus Library at 5pm every Friday evening for the next 6 weeks. If you don't show up next Friday we will assume you do not want to proceed. Remember you must not be late" Ryan's smile encouraged us to laugh "You will have time while you are here to do some study so please feel free to bring laptops and course work with you.
With that Ryan got to his feet and moved towards the door - it was time to leave - my head was spinning with questions but to be honest I just didn't have the energy to ask them.
If you have enjoyed reading this then I have set the plot up for another six chapters and have a way of extending this beyond - let me know.
Constructive feedback appreciated at simonstory8@gmail.com