Robby and I had been good friends since we were kids. We graduated together from the same high school and were accepted by the same college. As freshmen, we even pledged the same fraternity. We were inseparable good buddies, where you saw one, you saw the other. Our closeness started tongues wagging and sly remarks were made across campus. We just shrugged off the criticism and didn't care about the gossip. We weren't queer, nor had we ever done anything sexual together. Unless you count the time we both fucked the same girl in high school after a football game; but we were all drunk at the party and had no clear memory of what really happened. Our inexperience changed during hell week. It was about midway through the week; all of us pledges were exhausted from doing those pointless physical stupid things all day. One night after being forced to participate in drinking games by the frat bothers, we flopped down drunk on sleeping bags in the basement of the house. Before we passed out, we complained to each other about the treatment we were being subjected to. We both agreed that brother Scott, the pledge master, was a complete and utter asshole, that Brother Matt would one day get his for making us pledges walk down to the Student Union and back wearing nothing but diapers and baby bonnets, and that Brother Dave was hung like a horse. We had heard rumors of his size but didn't believe them until we saw him strutting back to his room after his shower; towel flung over his shoulder. We were so engrossed in our description of his endowments that we got pretty aroused and before we realized it, were sharing the same sleeping bag with our hands wrapped around each other's cocks, jacking each other with total abandon. The enormous amount of beer that we drank certainly caused us to lose our inhibitions. But then we stopped what we were doing at the very same instant and stared at each other in the dark. We questioned why we were doing this and counted all the various ways that we could get into trouble if someone discovered us together. In unison, we said fuck it and continued. Months of restraint gave way to the hottest sex either of us had experienced up to that point in our young lives. We kissed each other full on the lips. We licked balls and assholes. We rubbed each others cock and we fucked and sucked each other off until the morning sun broke through the basement windows. When we finally came up for air, we realized we didn't give a shit what the rest of the house or the other pledges thought about us and finally fell back to sleep in each other's arms We slept soundly for most of the day. Ten years later, we're still sleeping together.