Calvin ran back to the Omega Chi house, the phone seeming to weigh a ton in his pocket. He quietly entered the sleeping Evan's room, picking up the clothes, but leaving the shreds of underwear on the floor, wondering what Evan would think when he woke up. He quietly exited the room after cleaning Evan off and putting him under the covers. He threw the clothes into the dumpster behind the house, then went into his own room, changed into pajama bottoms, and went to sleep, putting his phone on the nightstand.
He was glad it was Friday, otherwise, he would have to wait all day through school to put the video on the computer. He awoke early the next day and smiled. He showered and changed, then set right to work. He loaded the video to his computer. It took a while because the video itself was pretty long. However, once it was loaded, he was all too glad. He watched it, getting hard. He had other matters to attend to, though.
He saved it on his computer, still undecided about what he should do with it, then left his room, headed toward the stairs. He lingered at Evan's door. He decided to go opened the door a bit and looked in. Evan was still under the covers, his eyes closed. Calvin looked around. He saw the bits of underwear and the empty vodka bottle. Evan's eyes fluttered a bit, then opened, looking the in the opposite direction from Calvin. Calvin quickly shut the door. A sigh of relief escaped him before he knocked on the door.
"Come in," came weakly from inside.
"Hey," Calvin said, entering.
"Hey Calvin," Evan said, rubbing his forehead. "Ugh, hung over."
"That sucks. Did you at least have fun last night?" Calvin prodded.
"I don't remember. I don't think so. The last thing I can remember is being upset about Casey, then I started drinking," Evan replied, still bleary eyed. He slid out of his bed, and slipped on a piece of his underwear still littering the floor.
"Whoa. Why am I naked? Why is my underwear ripped up?"
"Seems like you missed a lot," Calvin said.
Evan looked up, remembering the pledge standing in front of him. He scrambled up and dug through his closet, and quickly slipped on a pair of boxers. He rubbed his ass."Wow, that fall really hurt. Did I fall on something?" Evan said, digging through the pile of underwear scraps.
"Huh, that's weird. How does it hurt," Calvin said, enjoying toying with his President.
"Uhm, actually it kind of hurts more...inside," Evan said, his face a bit red with embarrassment.
"Hm, the last time that happened to me was when I was still with Heath," Calvin said with a wink. Evan's face broke into a stupid fear. Calvin stifled a laugh and left the room.
He skipped breakfast, thinking how many calories were in the beer and bit of vodka he drank last night. He went outside, the early morning sun bright in his eyes, the smell of dew made his way to the Kappa Tau house. He tried the door, but it was locked, so he knocked on it. A groggy looking brother unlocked and opened the door.
"Sorry it was locked. We were trying to keep the pig in, but it learned to work a door handle," he said, as if it were just as natural as saying hello.
Calvin just passed by and went up the stairs to Cappie's room. He opened the door and closed it quietly behind him. This still woke up Cappie. He was in the exact pose Calvin left him in last night. He was sprawled out, one arm straight up, showing his hairy armpit to the door, the other hanging over the side of the bed. His legs were straddled at an angled, exposing his hole to the door, clad only in socks. He moan, looked around, looked down himself, and then at Calvin.
"Hey Calvin," Cappie said. "Shit, do you know what I did last night?" He sat up, crossing his legs.
"Uh, not really. How do you feel?" Calvin asked.
"Actually, my stomach kind of hurts. And I have a weird taste in my mouth. I doubt my brothers would let me do anything that'd kill me, though, so I'm not too worried," Cappie said.
"Huh, what's it taste like?" Calvin probed further.
"Kind of salty," Cappie said licking his lips. "Anyway, why are you here?"
"I, uh, was worried. You looked like you got pretty drunk last night," Calvin answered.
"Don't worry, I have seen many a drunken night, Cappie said, sounding like some well seasoned veteran. "Why were you here last night though?"
Things seemed to be clicking in Cappie's mind."Uh, I saw Rusty, but he had to go. Something about a transsexual..." Calvin said nervously.
"Did I see you?" Cappie said, a bit suspicious. Calvin liked Cappie a lot more than Evan, so he decided he might tell him.
"Uh, yea," Calvin said, taking a seat next to Cappie on his bed. Cappie looked down, noticing that he was still naked. He picked up a pair of boxers from the floor and smelled them, shrugged, and slid into them.
"So, did we do anything?" Cappie asked.
"Well, you said we should go to Omega Chi. I agreed. Then you and Evan argued some.." Evan said, trailing off.
"Anything else?" Cappie asked, still licking his lips curiously.
"Well..." Calvin said, nervousness rising inside him. "You forgave each other, then drank more." Calvin looked around the dingy, dirty room. "And I drank too!" Calvin added, not saying just how little he drank, hoping that Cappie would understand and forgive him if he thought he was as drunk as they were.
"Anything else?" Cappie asked.
Calvin didn't say anything, he just handed him the phone, and started the video. Cappie watched, his face solemn. At one or two points he frowned, and he even laughed once. He closed the phone."Hm, well, I guess that was an interesting experience," Cappie said with a crooked smile. He handed the phone back to Calvin. "I'd appreciate it if that didn't make it to the internet. Or if it does, at least put Hitler's face over mine."
"Will do," Calvin said with a smile and a laugh.