Secret societies. Everyone’s heard the rumours, everyone knows they exist but no one knows quite what’s involved. That is, until one well-informed insider decides to spill the beans. Hello, my dear Adonians.
Based on a lovely Greek legend about a hot young fellow called Adonis courted by older men, this society becomes much less creepy when we find out that its based on a group of homosexual fellows and staff members taking gay undergraduates to elaborate dinner parties twice a term replete (according to my insider) with ‘thigh slapping, knee squeezing and innuendos’. So far, so sleazy.
The actual dinner itself is a grandiose five course affair based in Peterhouse. The excitable undergrads are taken first for a drinks reception at a suitably upmarket venue which changes per meal; my dear friend began his night at Hotel Du Vin but for drinks it all depends on how the wind takes the fellows in charge (oooh, bad pun). Dress is black tie, of course, with guests given a pink flower when they enter the venue so you can identify who else will be joining you for the later debauchery. After a suitable amount of networking you’ll be invited by a man dressed in full-on top and tails to go down to dinner. And this is where things get interesting.
Seated student-fellow-student-fellow, there is plenty of room for back scratching, contact making and shameless flirting. A smoking break between main and dessert provides the first opportunity for some ‘hands on’ experiences. Outside it’s pitch black so that only the tips of lighted cigarettes are visible, while some more adventurous members of the society disappear into the bushes for a little further education. There’s a seat rotation on return to the dining hall to save any red faces after those few, ahem, beautiful moments in the shrubbery. It’s when the coffee is served that those who had a less enjoyable smoking break get a second chance. Lights are turned off in favour of candles; you can still see, but should you wish for some privacy all you need to do is blow gently, and your corner of the room will be plunged into darkness. I’m told within minutes more candles were blown out than left on, and though no one mentioned it, it was beyond clear that a lot was going on in that room.
For some undergrads the whole experience is just too much; for example, one fresher who drank too much to cure his nerves was found at 7 am the following morning by cleaners, having collapsed in a toilet the night before. My friend, however, was much more competent, making his way back to a fellows’ apartment with four other dinner guests. There’s no happy ending however as a chance meeting in Sainsburys’ later that term led to awkward glances and shuffling off by both parties.
Aside from these twice termly dinners, the May Week champagne breakfast is supposedly the most risqué of the Adonian events. In the words of my insider, ‘scrambled eggs and blow jobs’. Interesting combination. Also interesting is the rumour of one former conservative MP and ex-Adonian, whose name I’ll spare for legal purposes. Legend has it he lost his virginity to a man at one of these dinners, a mere three doors down from a room in Peterhouse where he lost his virginity to a woman. And they say cabinet ministers are boring. Disclaimer: note the word RUMOUR there, heard purely on the grapevine, so no defamation actions please.
So if following this expose you’re keen to attend such an event, forget the stories of notes in your pidgeonhole. It really is all about knowing the right people, so Tuesday LBGT night at Revs- network, network, network. You’ll never know where you might end up. It costs £50 to attend an Adonian dinner but lets face it, it’s not something you’re likely to be able to experience anywhere else any time soon. But then maybe you wouldn’t want to. I’m not one to judge.
Hell £50 to lose your virginity? I'm a 'good ole farm boy', and things were far less complex with me. Just a very willing and knowing village girl, a beautiful hot late May day in a big grass field. I suggest the literate should read–'Cider with Rosie' by Laurie Lee, he describes things very well!
TMI.
Is this Society still running? I had a friend who when he was at Peterhouse who was rumoured to have been invited (being v good looking). He declined.
Indeed it is still running James. Although it's actually £55 for students and £65 for the others these days I do believe.
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The ironic thing about this society is that its members expend a great deal of energy in telling half-stories ("Oh I couldn't *possibly* tell you what happened next. Nothing goes beyond the walls of the Combination Room, you know…") which seek not to keep its activities secret but rather to make the speaker sound as if everybody has had a jolly good time being boys together and having a giggle about willies but *oh* you're a NON-MEMBER (or perhaps, heaven forbid, a girl) so you couldn't possibly understand, and actually, why am I even bothering to talk to you? Tales of the Adonians' goings-on are vastly overrated. Most members go along either to network mercilessly for their future careers or out of a desire to live out some archaic Brideshead fantasy. Members like to think that an air of mystique makes the society secret. But surely any 'secret society' worth the name would be, well, secret….
Damn, gents – we've been found out. And to think we'd have got away with it if it weren't for that pesky, incomprehensibly bitter Venus girl.
Truth is, articles like this one show exactly how most folk are bent on believing just what they want to believe. Who are we to stop them?
This is why the world hates gay people and rightfully so. They take everything that is heterosexual and try to pervert and distort it to make it homosexual.
Adonis has NOTHING to do with homosexuality. He was NOT gay or courted by no stupid faggot ass older men. Adonis was a good looking male youth who was worshipped exclusively by women and the lover of Aphodite the GODDESS of LOVE.
So what the fuck does fags and homos have to do with Adonis? Absolutely nothing! Fags have absolutely no right to have anything to do with Adonis because Adonis had absolutely nothing to do with them.
1. Adonis was loved by and a lover of women.
2. Fags are loved by and are lovers of men.
One has nothing to do with the other. I should kick the faggot's ass who wrote this made up story.
To the Man: What a load of fatuous, not to mention homophobic, nonsense. Since when does the world hate gay people "and rightfully so". Were it not for the gay world, western civilization would have been denied some of its greatest artistic, musical and cultural legacies. The world of the gay man is no threat to the straight world — it is a net contributor to civilzation. If only the same could be said of mainstream heterosexual society. Your biased, vile and unspeakably ignorant rant reveals you to be a pseudo-intellectual of limited intelligence and, far worse, a parochial view. Homosexuals are the icing on the cake — they constitute the most delicious and entertaining aspect of our island story. To launch into such a negative and puritanical assault upon a cherished British institution is to ally yourself with the most vile and despicable elements of the far right. Gay men are no threat to society. Without them the Church of England and the Royal Household (and many Oxbridge College traditions) would collapse. Give them your praise not phlegm!
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