Black Cherry

The first time I ever cross dressed was when I was seventeen years-old, so not to long ago. I was in my freshman year college and my roommate I was invited to a party thrown by a fraternity on campus. However my roommate was kind a of skeptical about a fraternity inviting a bunch of freshmen to their party. Me being an over zealous teen persuaded that they might want us to join their fraternity. He agreed and swallowed his fear and off we went and feeling like proud men getting ready to join a fraternity.

When we drove up to the frat house, we were amazed on how big and beautiful it looked. My friend wanted to pull out and go back to the dorm. "You can go back." I said "As for me, I'm going to make some new friends with some older students!" I jumped out of the car and walked to the front door. My friend quickly drove away and shouted "I'll meet you back at the apartment!". As I walked up to the door, there were some seniors boys sitting on the stone rails of the house. They stared at me for a long time and whispering amongst themselves. "He's too young", "Too black", "Hair's all frizzy", "That kid is too short and skinny.". I didn't know why they were talking about me like that, but I didn't care.
I walked into the house and entered into this huge party, loud music, drunk people, the whole shebang. But I was kind of disappointed, I thought there were going to be women there but all I saw were guys, most of them football players. I walked around nervous but still confident that I was surround by all these guys I will soon call "brothers". I felt like Jack from the story Jack and the Beanstalk, small, in a huge place with these huge people.

I wanted to turn around and leave until I saw this tall muscular man walking towards me. I backed away slowly because I didn't want to show any sign of fear. The tall man, Ron, the leader of the frat house said hello to me. I was scared I didn't say anything. "What's wrong kid?" Ron asked looking at me from head to toe. My knees were shaking, heart pounding, although Ron was good looking, he scared me in some way. Maybe because he looked like Tom Hardy, or it was his hazel eyes that were undressing me, or maybe his huge muscular physique.