In the dimly lit basement of the Fraternity X House, the air is thick with anticipation and the scent of sweat and precum. The pledges, their bodies glistening with oil, are arranged in a circle, their asses up and ready. The brothers, their cocks rock hard, take their places behind them, lining up to fuck the new recruits. The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fill the room as the brothers plow into their pledges, their hips moving in a steady rhythm. The pledges moan and grunt, their bodies tensing as they're filled over and over. The brothers, their faces contorted with pleasure, grip the pledges' hips tightly, driving into them with all their force.