The Pledge: The Complete Series

He turned his face away and positioned himself for better access, pushing his hips as close to mine as he could, spreading his legs wider. That’s how far he wanted to go for it.
“Sir, I’m ready,” he said with a determined look on his face. His top teeth clamped his bottom lip forcefully, bracing for impact.

Hardly a shy young man, Tristan has come to college to be what he couldn't at home: a slave to a hot guy.
When he pledges Theta Phi Gamma, he finds the perfect candiate to live out his fantasy. To his surprise, he falls for his frat boy lover, but life isn't easy for a gay freshman pledge in a house full of testosterone...

This 34,000 word novel collects the stories Greek Week, Frat Property and Big Men on Campus with an additional epilogue specially created for this collection!

EXCERPT:

All of a sudden, I felt a nice, soft grip on my tool. While it pissed, he had his hand on it.
“What the fuck are you doing, Tristan,” I said, feeling him guide my flaccid penis to point better at the bowl.
“I’m making sure you don’t spill, sir.” He seemed to like saying that. He sometimes called me master when no one else was around.
“It’s too early for this shit. Stop touching me, dude.”
“Yes sir. I’m sorry sir.”
I tried to shake the sleep off, pissing the last few drops from my cock. He was down on his knees now, by the bowl.
“What are you doing, Tristan?” I said, exasperated. I must’ve sounded like his dad or something. He didn’t answer. Instead, he took my head in his mouth. Not like he was giving me head or anything, just licking and sucking the head. He was making sure not one drop of piss remained. He stopped, after a few tense seconds.
“All clean, sir.”
I wasn’t amused; sneaky little bastard.
“Get the up and go wait for me in the hall, slave.” I don’t know why I said that, I always called him by his name.