Oliver still felt weird existing in the house like it was his own. To him it still felt like a fratty version of the thunderdome, filled with male bravado just competing to stay. Nevertheless, he still had to eat and drink and sleep, so he got by as best he could. That day, he found himself idling around the kitchen, waiting for someone or something to pop in and snatch his attention. After all, initiation week had put him into such a high stress mode that he would’ve taken anything that walked through the kitchen door. “Yeah! No. Well, it’s a little bit of both, really.” He answered quickly as anything joined him in the kitchen. “I mean, I’m happy to see the frat’s still doing well, but I can’t help but worry that a bigger pool of guys is seriously decreasing my chances of actually making it, you know?” Sighing softly, he hopped up onto the counter and watched his legs dangle off the edge. “How often do you get guys who say yes to that question? So, I guess it’s what you mean by ‘hazing’.”

Castor was in this kid’s shoes a few years ago and it made him grin. He was worried about not getting in and not having enough on his resume when he left college. But there he stood, a brother. “You shouldn’t worry,” he said as he took a sip of his drink, walking over to stand next to the male. “You’re pretty, you’ve got nice lips, and I bet you look good with a buzz cut. So you’ll make it,” he assured him, reaching out to pat his shoulder. “I’m Caster Park, by the way. Senior.” He held out his hand for the male to shake. “Some of the boys here are excited to get a free haircut. Heard on guy say he’d go shaved bald if we wanted, so some are excited for the hazing. One guy even said he was looking forward to streaking to show off his dick.”

Dustin sometimes was amazed by what he saw going on in the Beta house. He looked over at the other male who just so happened to be his big brother as he carded his hand through his curls, “Yeah, this place is honestly a lot more wild than I expected” he laughed, taking a sip from his drink as he looked at the other male, “I’m not too excited for the hazing to be honest with you” a nervous look crossed his lips.

“You don’t have too much to be worried about,” Castor told him as he brought his cup up to his lips. “We will make you compete with some other freshmen, then you have to run around campus naked,” he said, his eyes roaming over the male’s form. “Which doesn’t look like it would be any bother to you. The worst is the buzz,” he said, his eyes going up to the wavy hair on the male’s head. “But you look like you grow hair fast.”