Fraternal Bonds

'Brotherhood, booze and bare asses.'

I've written before that I live in a rural area a few minutes from a University town.  In the summer, the town is mostly quiet, with the art community driving most of the social activity.  Three are small exhibits and wine tasting nights, and movies in the park.  Nice events, but most geared towards an older crowd.

At the end of August however, things begin to noticeably change.  Students start arriving, throngs of students in their late teens and early 20's who are both horny, and ready to let loose before classes begin.  The first week of September, I try to avoid going to town.  I forgot the date when I headed in last weekend, but when I passed the footfall field, and saw the tryouts going on, I remembered what week it was.

Every September, the local paper, (which is about 6 pages) has stories about the noise, the partying and the complaints.  It sort of surprises me that the older residents haven't gotten used to the yearly chaos, and still seemed shocked when block parties break out in their neighbourhood.  The police are at some point inevitably called, and the student bodies disperse.

That certainly doesn't mean the partying stops, it just moves inside, or outside, but with fewer people.  With everyone these days having a phone, so many moments are now thankfully preserved.  Sure, there were always half, or completely naked frat boy images on-line, but the quantity has certainly exploded over the last few decades.

There is something about the mix of late teen horny hotties and booze that usually ends up with many of them being naked.  This mix can also be dangerous for sone, but for today, we'll focus on the games and the dares, the hot visuals and all of the naked fun.

Is there anything that screams 'Brotherhood' more, than yanking down your pants with  a group of your buddies.

Sometimes, it's not just friends, but an entire class, who decides to head out side during pledge week for a group mmon.