Dionysius

DIONYSIUS

By

Rev Jesse Penfield Gibson, MDiv, DMin

Copyright 2016

DISCLAIMER: This story is fiction. Any similarities to any persons, living or dead, are purely coincidental. This story involves consensual sexual activity between college students, both male and female, including bareback sex, group sex and bisexual activity. This story also has drug and alcohol use. If this is not your cup of tea, don't read it. If it is, enjoy.

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PROLOGUE

The Abyss is a club downtown, just a block from the old railroad terminal. The weekend before classes start, the place isn't as busy as it will be. Alex De Renne was able to park about 2 blocks down Cherry street and he walked there with his roommate and stepbrother Simon and Simon's girlfriend Shontae. Although, they are all underage, they get through with a nod from the bouncer. Alex, dressed in black jeans and a tight black T, enters in first, down the dark hall on to the dance floor, lit by a kaleidoscope laser lights. His blonde hair, blue eyes and freckles contrast the black clothes.

Simon is on the dance floor, his hands on Shontae's big, firm ass, his crotch rubbing up against as they dance to some forgettable techno tune. Akex is at the bar, nursing a whiskey on the rocks, scanning the crowd, seeing who he can make a move on. Then, the prey came to him. He was a medium tall black boy with long curls cascading down, thin and feminine acting.

"I know you, right? I'm Alex." he says to the boy as he comes up to the bar to order. "Whatta you want? I'll buy"

The boy holds up his wrist. He has a red wrist band on, signalling him as underage to buy alcohol. "Tyrone. I know who you are"

Alex laughs. "Doesn't matter. Maybe if I get you drunk, you'll tell me how you know me. What do you want?"

"A drink or soemthing else?"

"Either way"

"An appletini," Tyone said, easing up to Alex. "I'll let you know later about the other."

Alex smiled. "Deal"

One drink became two. Tyrone was a local, not a student at the Dub. But Alex had slept with some of his friends apparently. Not that Tyrone held it against him. Not at all. Soon they were on the dance floor, their hands all over each other. The Abyss is gay friendly, it would have to be since it was basically owned by Dionysius, and no one even bats an eye at a white boy and a black boy groping each other on the dance floor.

"C'mon, let's go upstairs" Alex whispered in his ear

"Where the special people go?"

"Yeah"

The stairs were in the back and there was a bouncer there too. He didn't stop them. They bounded up the stairs to the balcony overlooking the dance floor, totally dark. Simon was all ready up there, in the corner, naked with Shontae riding him. Beyond them was a threesome, two girls and boy, rolling around, kissing and making out.

"You want a drink?" Alex says, going up to the self service bar. "It'll have to be something simple, like a vodka and cranberry."

That was fine with Tyrone. He sipped his drink, looking over the railing at the dance floor below, bobbing his head in time with the music. "You fucked me up here last spring. This Asian guy brought me up and you two took turns."

Alex searched his memory. He had a vague recollection. "Was I any good?"

"I'm gonna let you do me again, if that answers your question."

Alex smiled. The smile gets them. His mouth met Tyrone's and his hand went up the boys shirt. Within a minute, they were shirtless, white skin against black. Alex could feel Tyrone's hardness as he reached down and undid his pants, pulling at the belt and undoing the fly. Tyrone's pants fell to the floor. He was wearing a pair of assless underwear.

"You're ready for somebody get up in there"

Alex fished a bottle of lube and a condom out of his pocket before letting his jeans drop to, stepping out of them on the floor. He dropped his briefs, his hard on liberated. Standing Tyrone up against the railing, he bent him over, greased up his pole and slowly pushed it in past the sphincter. That first penetration is almost as good as an orgasm, Alex thought. He loved to fuck, always had. Since he was a little kid, he wanted to stick it in other people's holes. It took him a long time to learn the pleasures of being penetrated but now either way was fine with him. He pushed himself all the way in and stopped, letting Tyrone get used to his size. But he could tell that his was not the first dick to ever go up that ass.

"I remember now. It was me and Dex. We pulled a train on you, Simon too.You like it hard and fast, huh?" Alex said.

"Yeah. Hard as you can give it."

Alex smiled. A challenge. He could give it pretty fucking hard and pretty fucking fast. His dick was above average in length and girth and he knew how to use it. He had lost his virginity in elementary school, popped a couple dozen cherries in middle school and fucked his way through four different high schools. At Willingham, Dionysius had initiated him and then made him an officer. His ability to fuck and party were all ready legendary when he showed up as a freshman and his freshman year only enhanced that legend. He fucked the black boy hard, reaching around at stroking Tyrone's substantial dick. He liked that it was semi public up here. He liked fucking with an audience best of all.

Tyrone grunted. "Like that?" Alex asked

"Yeah," Tyrone said. "yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck me, fuck me"

Alex fucked him. Ravaged his hole. The boy had a nice firm plump ass and he drove it back on Alex's prick. He was just tearing it up, fucking him hard. The sweat coming down on his forehead, the sweat on Tyrone's back, skin slapping against skin, the whole thing was erotic. He could feel Tyronne's dick twitching in his hand, the boy was close. When he came, the load shot through the railing and dropped to the floor below. That got Alex going. He dumped his load into the condom.

They dressed, exchanged numbers but neither expected a call, and went their separate ways. Alex was still on the prowl. Maybe some pussy.

ONE

In the first two weeks of college, Cass Morgan had only gotten laid once. It was a Monday afternoon while his roommate, Dylan, had a lab. Her name was Aimee and he had been chatting her up for a week. Redhaired, nice ass, firm body, small tits, she wasn't bad. Plus, he was horny. He got her back to his room, kissing her, nibbling on her neck. His hands went under her shirt, over the bra. Then under. Then off came both of their shirts. Skin to skin, it felt nice, his body on top of hers. He got her tits in his hands, the nipple in his mouth. Then off came the shorts. Soon, he was between her legs, lapping at her shaved pussy. His tongue went along the labia and her clit went between his lips. She shuddered. He had a real talent for eating pussy. She came, loudly, as he ate her. He had plenty of super thin polyurethane condoms next to his bed, they were a tight fit since he was thicker than average, but she didn't ask and he didn't put one on. He slid this swollen prick up into her wet snatch.

Sometime before he came, his phone dinged from a text. He ignored as he fucked this chick. Only after he came, did he pick up the phone to see. It was cryptic. "B in ur room at 8. No room8."

Some people thought that Dionysius was an urban myth. Cass didn't. His older half-brother Dex had promised him that the number one reason to come to Willingham for college was that you could have a better time here than literally anywhere else, as long as you were in the select few. They are super-secretive and do nothing to advertise their presence on a staunchly Baptist university campus. The stories about them, on the other hand, are plentiful and Cass had all ready heard some – mostly from people claiming to have partied with them. Cass thought about it for a second or two and decided to go along with it, if for no other reason to just find out more about them and to have a story of his own to tell.

He shrugged. Maybe it was and maybe it wasn't Dionysius. It wasn't like they would rush like the actual fraternities. Every guy on campus would flood them, all trying to get laid. Well, not every guy. Not his roommate Dylan for instance. Not a chance. He was virginal. Officially they didn't exist, banned totally, and were super secretive. He texted back "K".

Getting rid of Dylan, his roommate, was easy. Dylan was trying to read an assignment for Great Books, the play Antigone, and Cass just made as much noise as possible without engaging in conversation. So, Dylan finally gave up and announced that he was going over to the library to study. As he left, Cass idly thought what a waste his roommate was. The thought wasn't so much malicious as it was regretful. Dylan was, he thought, perfectly cute, a runner with a lean, fit body, funny in a sardonic way and clearly gay but he was also a Christian, a BSU type, and totally conflicted.

The knock came at 8 PM sharp.

He knew the guy.

"Hey, Alex" Cass said. They had played on the lacrosse team together at Galloway when Cass was a freshman and Alex De Renne was a sophomore. Alex had failed a drug test and was moved along to another school, a different one every year, always on the lacrosse team because he was pretty good. But his reputation among the private school boys in Atlanta was as a partier and for fucking, boys and girls indiscriminately.

"Come on. We're walking." Alex told him. Cass looked around and decided that he didn't need anything, so he just closed the door and went with him. He lived two doors down from the stairwell on 2nd Reade, so they were out of the building in no time, without anyone seeing them. Emerging into the blue haze between dusk and night, they headed past University Hall and Truett Hall toward the University Center. Alex turned to him as they headed toward Adams Street and away from the UC and asked, "Do you know what this is about?"

"Not really," Cass answered. "I assumed it was about Dionysus."

Alex made a non-committal shrug. "Is that something you're interested in?"

"Yeah, definitely."

Alex stopped him and asked him again. "Are you sure this is what you want to do? Because now would be a good time to bail."

"Yeah. It is. At least, as far as I know it is. How can I be sure if I don't even know exactly what it is we're talking about?"

"Fair enough"

They went inside one of the modern, vaguely Georgian red brick apartment houses across from the Baseball field that house some of the sophomores and most of the juniors. Cass guessed that it was Alex's apartment since he was a year ahead of him in school. They bounded up the stairs to the second floor and entered an apartment on the street side of the building. The lights inside were dimmed but on, giving a soft yellow glow to the room. The apartment was clean and tastefully decorated but in a masculine way. He had to step inside to see the three people sitting on a gray couch in the living area, dressed in white robes, or togas really, with masks on. It was a comic opera touch. Cass almost laughed, thinking it ridiculously over the top. Alex slid on to the love seat that was perpendicular to the couch and facing the big screen TV, motioning Cass to sit in the chair opposite the couch. Sinking into the softness of it, Cass crossed his legs, idly rubbing the hair on his naked legs beneath his shorts and waited for the robed figures to start. The outside two were guys, one taller and the other shorter than Cass, while the middle one was a girl.

"This is the selection committee. Their identities are not important." Alex said as he leaned forward. "The most important thing to know is that we are strictly a social organization. We don't do community service, enter teams in intramurals, have study groups, or compete in the Greek Challenge. We don't care about your grades. It is strictly social. Secondly, we don't have a national and you won't get a magazine or a newsletter or a pledge pin or any of that shit. Third, we are not sponsored by or recognized by the Dub and don't follow their rules. Actually, being a member or a pledge is a violation of the student conduct code. Just being here tonight is talking to us is questionable, understand? Fourth, we are secret organization. You will not discuss anything about us with anyone. You will not mention or say anything about Dionysus unless you are absolutely certain that the person you are talking to is a member. You will not leave here and tell your roommate or your buddies what went on, okay?"

Cass shook his head. "I wouldn't tell my roommate anyway"

"Considering your room-mate, that is probably wise." Alex said. "However, this is your chance to leave. At this point, you haven't broken any rules."

"I think I'll stay" Cass replied.

"They have a few questions and they are going to be personal. Is that cool with you?" Alex asked.

"Fire away"

The tall guy on the left started. "What's your ethnicity?"

"My Dad is half white, half Thai. My mother is Brazilian, so a mish mash. Black, native, European," Cass said. He was brown and exotic looking in a hard to place way, Asian but not really. However, he knew he had hit the genetic bullseye, handsome, naturally lean. Lacrosse kept him fit and mixing in lifting kept him defined. He had nothing to be ashamed of.

"YOu and Dex?"

Cass smiled to himself. It kind of confirmed what he thought. Dex had been a member. He wondered if there was a legacy kind of thing. "Half brothers. Different mothers."

"What drugs have you used?"

"Pot and E"

"Anything else?"

"No, not really."

"Tell me about the first time you got high" the shorter guy said.

Cass smiled. "I was in the eighth grade. There was this kid that I had hung around with the year before and he was a pretty straight arrow then. But over the summer, he kind of became a stoner, so a lot of people were down on him. Me personally, I wanted to try it. So I invited him over and we kind of did this like back-yard camping kind of thing. You know, you pitch a tent in the back yard and sleep out there, away from the parents basically. I had pinched some Jack Daniels from my older brother and he had a dime bag. Early on, we spent time with this girl and her sister that my friend had a crush on. I think he wanted to get her fucked up so he could fuck her but we ended up getting too fucked up ourselves so nothing happened. Actually, it was my first time getting drunk too. I remember lying in her yard, drunk off my ass, trying not to fall off the planet. Later on, after the girls left, we smoked the weed and it was way too much. I ended up puking my toenails up. But it was a hell of a night."

"Are you straight, bi or gay?" the girl asked.

Cass shrugged. "Bi I guess"

"Tell me about your first time having sex," the taller guy asked.

"Ninth grade. We were in Athens for this Model UN thing, staying overnight. Me and a friend, another friend, not the same guy, had gotten hold of some beer. The place we were staying was kind of low rent and they had this soft-core porn channel. I'm pretty sure the school didn't know that when they put us there. Anyway, this was this girl from another school, I don't even remember her name, and she was partying with us. So all three of us were on the bed, buzzed, watching a titty movie and I was horny. The chick reaches over and puts her hand on my boner through my jeans. I was like `fuck this shit' and undid my pants so she could get a good feel. My buddy went to the bathroom while I fucked her, then we switched places and he fucked her. Then I fucked her a second time."

"Did you use a condom?" the short guy asked.

"No. We weren't that prepared." Cass admitted, moving a little restlessly in the seat. He was wondering whether that was a good admission to make or not.

"What would you have done if your friend hadn't gone into the bathroom?" the tall guy asked.

Cass thought about it. "Honestly, I don't know. I probably would have been scared shitless but it would have been a turn-on. "

The tall guy asked him, "Then why did you go into the bathroom when it was his turn?"

"Because I was 14 and chicken shit. I'd do it differently now."

"Have you ever had a three way?" the girl asked.

"No"

"Is that something you want to do?"

"Absolutely. Who doesn't?" Cass said.

"First time with a guy?" the shorter guy asked

"15. It was with a guy at a Lacrosse camp. He was a year younger"

"Handjob, suck, fuck, all of it?"

"Sucked each other and then I fucked him" Cass said.

"Have you ever bottomed?" the taller guy asked

"No"

The shorter guy leaned forward. "Why not?"

"I don't know," Cass said with a shrug. "The guys I've been with have all been gay, all been bottoms, I mean. I think at first I was just scared, you know that it would hurt. I've thought about it since then but, honestly, the opportunity hasn't really ever come up and I haven't pressed it, you know."

"How many girls have you been with in total?" the girl asked.

"About 15"

"How many guys?"

"5" Cass answered. "You know, no disrespect, but I could say anything and you have no way of checking it. I could totally be bullshitting you, you know."

The assembled trio on the couch looked toward Alex. Alex shrugged, "Not really. We all ready know a bit about you. You had an off and on fuck buddy deal with a guy named Brandon Kight last year. You used to get your pot from Brian Bender and seemed to enjoy a bag of white widow in particular that you kept asking him for. You got your E from him too but it was shitty quality and you stopped after you got it field tested one time. By then you had another connection anyway, the brother of your girlfriend at the time, Mia. She was a pretty freaky chick apparently. Too bad she didn't come here to school; we could have helped her out. Of course, what he was selling wasn't actually MDMA either. It was 2CB or 2CI. But you didn't know the difference and liked it, of course. You got charged with disorderly conduct when the cops showed up and busted the Co-Lab but they dropped the public indecency charge because you actually had your pants on at the time. The girl and the boy in the back with you were mostly naked. You had a pretty wild 18th party, an underwear party complete with you banging a chick over the keg. So, we're mostly filling in details here."

Cass was stunned that they knew so much about him. He was a little pissed too. "What are you guys, the fucking CIA?"

Alex shook his head. "We know how to find out what we need. You don't think we pick people at random do you?"

"I guess not." Cass admitted. "Anything else you want to know?"

"No. We have what we need," the girl answered. "Except for one thing. Would you mind taking off your clothes and masturbating for us. You'll need to ejaculate too, by the way."

"What the fuck?" Cass said, looking around, especially toward Alex. His face was blank and neither of the guys seemed had moved an inch.

"You have jacked off before, right?" the girl insisted. Her tone was even and calm.

"Yeah, but not in front of a bunch people watching me"

"First time for everything." Alex said as he got up. Retrieving his lube and some paper towels from a chair side table, he said, "Take the love seat and face toward them. I have some porn to help you get in the mood. Straight, lesbian, gay, or bi?"

Cass just stared at him, disbelieving. They couldn't actually intend for him to jack off while they watched, did they? They were just playing a joke on him, seeing how far he would go before calling it off. He decided to play along. He stood up and stepped in front of the love seat. Pulling off his shirt, he said, "Put on the bisexual shit, I guess."

The TV was connected to a hard drive. Alex accessed a file, entered a password and selected a video. It was purely amateur, Cass could tell immediately. He didn't recognize the people but thought they might be students. It was a home made video of two boys and a girl in a dorm room.

Nobody was stopping him, so Cass pulled off his shorts and sat down on the love seat. He wasn't ashamed of his body. Lacrosse is a physical sport with lots of running so he was fit and muscular. Being naked in front of people wasn't a problem either since he had been showering with guys since before puberty. It was getting hard and jacking off, which is a pretty personal thing to do when you stop to think about it. But it was a pretty hot scene and he was all ready a bit aroused anyway. Pretty quickly, he had his hands down his shorts and was hard. Still, no one was stopping him or calling it off. So, a little reluctantly, he pulled down his boxer briefs, liberating his swollen cock. It flopped hard against his trimmed pubes.

"Before you get started," the short guy who was nearest to him said, flipping him a condom, "put that on just so we can see that you know how."

He was a little confused but complied. Tearing open the wrapper, he unrolled onto his prick in a practiced motion, carefully holding the tip like you are supposed to. Once it was rolled on, the guy told him he could take it off and do his business. Cass didn't need the lube since he was uncircumcised and preferred to not use it. He stroked himself as he watched the video, trying to ignore the eyes of those watching him, rubbing his foreskin around his cockhead, a sure turn-on for him. He couldn't believe that he was doing this and they hadn't stopped him, which convinced him, strangely enough, that this was a group that he probably did want to join. Clearly, sex, as rumored, was heavily on the agenda at Dionysus. He slowly stroked himself as he watched the shorter haired boy eat the girl out on the video. He squeezed the foreskin on the head of his penis, sending little shock waves of delight through his body. None of the people of the couch budged or made any sound whatsoever. But Cass was losing interest in them anyway. The pleasure of his hand made that go away. In fact, if anything, the fact that people were watching him was more of a turn on than anything else. With his free hand, he cupped and massaged his balls. On the video, one boy was sucking another, which also made him hot. Stroking his almond skin with his free hand and squeezing his own nipple did the same. He decided not to ask permission for what he wanted to do next. If they wanted to see how he pleasured himself, then they would get to see it. He greased up his right hand and as his left flayed his prick, he slipped a finger from his right up his ass. The sensation of crossing the sphincter was great but the sensation of the finger on his prostate was even better. He stroked himself with greater urgency as one of the boys on the video put on a condom and slid his manhood into the hot hole of the little blonde girl. He was breathing hard as he watched them fuck. When one boy began to fuck the other, Cass had to give in to the pressure, exploding in ropes of creamy semen that spurted up to his chest

"That's all we need, thanks," the girl said. She seemed to be in charge. "I hope you enjoyed it."

"I did, thanks," Cass said. It was true. Jacking off with an audience had ended up being fun. He thought about asking them some questions about how the club operated, what the dues were and those sorts of things but decided against it. He had the most important sense of what they were about, which is hard core depravity. Cass knew he wanted a piece of that.

As Cass pulled on his T shirt, Alex came up to him with a gift bag. Cass opened it and saw a fifth of Bacardi in it. "Just a small token" Alex explained. "We're deciding who we want to invite this week. If you haven't heard from us by Friday night, you won't ever hear from us."

The Bacardi got put to good use. Cass shared it with a pair of soccer players that lived across the hall, Dave and Mark, in a rum and coke booze session that left them all more than mildly drunk. Cass didn't say where he got it and they actually didn't ask and neither did he when Dave returned the favor Thursday night with a bottle of Stoli. Cass tried to put Dionysus out of his mind during the week, concentrating on school work. But the fact that he was horny and hadn't yet gotten laid at college made that task more difficult. Working out at the UC did help but on Thursday afternoon, he ran into Alex. Neither of them acknowledged the other, though.

Cass was coming out of Christianity class and heading for the Co-op for a drink when his phone buzzed. It was a text saying, Can u b at my place in 1 hr?' It was the same number as before and he assumed that it was from Alex, since that was the only member of Dionysus that he actually knew. He texted back yes'. It was the longest hour he had spent in a long time. He ditched his books in his room and paced about since Dylan, his roommate, was in class. Leaving too early, he headed for the short walk to Alex's apartment. He actually had to linger around for the hour to be up. Only then did he nervously knock on the door. A tall, very good looking and well built black guy answered the door and silently motioned him in. Alex, blond haired and blue eyed, was lying on the couch with his legs plopped over the edge, facing the door.

"Welcome to our fall pledge class," he said.

"Thanks"

"This is my roommate Simon. " Alex told him.

"Hey dude, good to meet you in person. You laid my ass out after a face off my junior year. It was like a fucking freight train." Cass said, sinking into the chair that he had been interrogated in Monday. "Is there some sort of ceremony?"

"That was it" Simon said, falling on to the couch. "We're not that big on ceremonies and shit. There is an initiation ceremony; it's traditional. But that's later. Your first and only pledge lesson is the history of Dionysus. It was a drinking club founded in the 20's. That was during Prohibition and they made their own wine and beer and got moonshine because even back then there were some hard core partiers. It continued to be a drinking club for the next few decades. The Dub hated it and banned us a bazillion times but the partying continued. By the sixties, the range of things used to party with began to expand and particularly when the drinking age dropped to 18, it mostly became about doing drugs. Well, drugs and sex. Women were admitted in 1968, but only the ones that liked to fuck and get fucked up. By the mid 80's, if you were a guy, you pretty much had to be at least a little bi. With AIDS and shit, having people you could trust to hook up with was pretty important. That's still true and all of us, male and female, are bi. Since that was the era of `Just Say No', the Dub really tried to come down with a hammer but it failed. Since then, it's mostly just show. Every once in a while, they'll make a half-hearted effort to shut us down but mostly, as long we don't advertise our presence, they leave us alone. There are too many important people, Board of Trustee members and shit, that have passed through for them to get too serious."

"And that's our most important rule," Alex said, sitting up from his prone position and facing Cass in the chair. "Don't fucking talk. Don't say shit to nobody. There's a lot of shit we don't care about. We don't care if you fuck underage girls or dead bodies. We don't care what drugs you use. The only way we care about how much partying you do is if you don't do enough. If you want to join a fraternity, go ahead. We have guys in almost all of them. Just don't get saved and join the fucking BSU because that's a pain in the ass as far we're concerned. So, bottom line is don't go getting moral on us and don't run your fucking mouth."

Simon opened the chair side table and picked an envelope out of a small stack of other ones. It looked to Cass like there were maybe 6 or 7 of them. This one had his name on it. Simon handed it to him. "There are a series of tasks for you to perform. You have a month to do them. If we're satisfied with how you do them, we'll initiate you. My cell number and email are in there too, in case you need help or need a question answered. That's it."

Apparently, there wasn't going to opportunity to ask questions this time either. Feeling foolhardy, Cass asked anyway. "There isn't going to be a pledge class meeting or something?"

"Nope," Simon said shaking his head. He stood up, signaling the interview was at an end. "You'll meet everybody when and if you are initiated. Right now, you know nobody but me and Alex and it'll stay that way until we're satisfied. Anything else you want to know is in the envelope."

Cass couldn't wait to until he was back in his room to open the envelope. It was a single piece of paper with Simon's cell number and Willingham email address at the top. Below that it said that the initiation fee was $100 dollars, payable by September 21st. After that, dues were $50 dollars a month with a 3 month summer assessment. Then it listed the tasks he had to complete:

1. Sell a quarter ounce bag of high quality marijuana at a profit.

2. Attend a house party on Orange Place 2 weeks from tomorrow and get as drunk as possible.

3. Have a threesome with 2 girls

4. Have a threesome with a boy and a girl

5. Be the receptive partner in anal sex.

6. Attend a church service while stoned

7. Make a pornographic video and give it to Simon when finished

"What do I have to do? You gonna need proof or something that I did these things?"

Simon nodded. "No, not really. We'll know everything we need to know," he said cryptically

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