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There was also that one time, freshman year, when I hooked up with a dude by mistake. I was blind drunk, he was pretty, and I didn’t put the pieces together until he whipped out his cock and told me to suck it. So I did what any champion would do and got on my knees. If only I could remember more than a lot of choking followed by projectile spraying his cum all over him.
“You guys look like you’ve been having fun.” I pump my eyebrows as I grab Chad’s desk chair and straddle it backward. “Tell me you weren’t listening at the door,” he says. “Door. Living room. A street away. It wouldn’t have made any difference.”
“I have a favor,” I say before I can get sidetracked. “I won’t hide the body with you, but I’m happy to provide an alibi,” Chad says. “Is murder a frequent occurrence?” Bailey asks. “Because manual labor isn’t my thing either.”
He still looks kinda shitty with me, but not like he’s about to lunge at me. Though, he is naked, so I suppose I’d inadvertently cop a feel that way.
I think I should probably be sure I’m comfortable with snake wrangling before I jump into the viper’s pit.”
you touch him and you won’t need to know your ass from your face because I’ll rearrange them both.”
“New rule,” Chad says. “One bro does not ask another bro’s ho to see his dick. It’s so not frat.”
“Brandon,” Chad says as soon as he sees me. “Can you please tell Robbie he can’t go around asking to see our cocks?”
“Just saying, man. I think it’s awesome that you’re not beating around the bush—” “Beating.” Robbie grins.
“I’m not hitting on anyone. Like I’d actually want to hook up with anyone in this house anyway.” “Do I need to remind you you’re offering hand jobs?” He splutters. “I so am not. All I want is a quick rub, then I’m out.”
“I’m not being unreasonable,” Robbie says. “All it would take is one dude to flop it out, let me check I’m not going to be scared away, and then it’s done.”
I scoff. “You wouldn’t know the first thing about being risk manager.” “Sure I do. I’ve just gotta put on my big-boy panties, shove a stick up my ass, and ruin everyone’s fun. Piece of cake.” “Technically, you should shove the stick up there before you put on panties. Geez, you wanna be with a guy and know nothing about butt stuff.”
“Does that mean I get to claim turning you gay?”
“I have a rule that fun should always outweigh obligation in a relationship. As soon as the scales tip too far the other way, it’s over.”
I’ll only wear the hat until we get there, but chicks are obsessed with it, so I’m hoping it works that way with dudes too. People love to squeeze the pompom.
“Let’s see if you still think that the next time you suggest auctioning off people to have sex with.” “It was for charity.” “It was basically prostitution.” “I was trying to meet my philanthropy quota,” I argue. “Dude, you would have been the only one involved.” “Still would have made an easy hundred bucks, surely.”
“You ready, Brando?” He grabs my flannel shirt, curling his fingers into fists. “What are frat brothers for?” His smile is the last thing I see before his lips are on me,
Whoa. Those thoughts took a detour. How did I get from experimenting with my pain-in-the-ass frat brother to, what, coming out? What would I even say? Mom, Dad, there’s a guy in my frat who could probably bench-press me, and when we kiss, I get confused. My girlfriend? Oh, don’t worry about her, she’s totally fine with it. Even in my head, the whole mess sounds idiotic.
WWRD. What would Robbie do?
“Why? You have no issues sticking your tongue down the throat of that loudmouthed barbarian.” “He also happens to be one of my best friends.” Martin’s face bunches up. “I thought you two hated each other.” That’s news to me. “Who the hell said that?” “You’re always fighting.” “They’re discussions.” I scowl. Sure, we argue a lot, but it’s how we communicate. That doesn’t mean we hate each other. I mean, who could hate Robbie? He has the biggest heart of anyone
I can’t keep playing this part with her. “I better go before I shit my pants.”
“But if you do anything to my room, there’s no sex for a month.” “I really don’t need to hear this,” I say, checking to make sure Bailey is secure. Chad smirks. “Sure, listening at my door to us having sex is one thing, but listening to us plan to have sex is where you draw the line.” “You got it.” I tap the camera over my forehead. “And I think they’d agree with me. Now, let’s move.
“Come on,” Chad says, appearing in the doorway. “I want to find Lucas’s room so I can rub my balls on his pillow.” “Gross, man.” But fair considering what a fuckstain that guy is. “I’ll go second.”
I catch Brandon watching me, so I blow a kiss his way. He responds with an expected eye roll, but then something I’m not expecting happens. His cheeks flush a ridiculously bright red. I didn’t even know Brandon could blush. And he is. Over me. Oh, this has just gotten interesting.
“Stop. Calling your cock the dragon is as bad as calling yourself Rob-dog.”
not only is Brandon sexy and kisses like a champ, but he also cares. The present he got? Hot damn. Bros being solid bros is frat as fuck—it’s
“You can’t call me brother when we were kissing like a minute ago.” “Why not, brother?” He aims a cushion at my head. “It’s weird, dude.” “But you are my brother.” “I’m your frat brother.” I tuck my hands behind my head and relax into the backrest. “Either way, tomorrow I’m going to see your dick.”
I like that we could do this together. That we could figure out how much we’re comfortable with and go from there. Share some laughs, some orgasms, maybe some butt stuff, see what happens.
We’ll have some fun, figure some things out about ourselves, and then move on.” “No relationship bullshit.” “I love you, Robbie, but the day I want a relationship with you is the day no one else on the earth exists.” “Agreed.”
For two dudes who have no idea about gay sex, we’re fucking nailing the assignment
Thanks for the frot, your cock’s kinda hot. I’m after some more, so will you be my whore?
“You know, I’ve always thought the dumb jock stereotype was mean and overdone, but come on, babe.
I’m ready to hit Brandon with my offer. We’re going to talk it out, then hopefully fuck it out. Then grab something to eat and maybe do it all again.
Chad and I can be bi bum brothers together—screw
I can’t believe you waited until now to bring this up. I’ve been trying to get you back into bed every day since, and you goddamn wait until everyone gets back?” He has? “You have?” “You think I normally walk around shirtless in the middle of winter?” “We had the heat on.” “My nipples were ready to snap off.”
you’re not just a hookup to me. You’re one of my closest brothers.” “Again, please don’t call me your brother while we’re talking about getting into each other’s pants.”
you’re the little one. You should do the sneaking.” “Little? I’m six foot, you dick.” He snorts. “Well, that’s a stretch.” “Fuck off, you know I am.” “With shoes on, maybe.” “Sorry we can’t all be behemoths.” He chuckles and leans in, lips alarmingly close to my ear. “Lucky I like bite-sized things.”
“Can we get started yet?” “Someone’s impatient.” “Dude, you’ve been edging me for over a week.” “Everyone wants the Rob-dog.” I make a show of going to climb out of bed. “No. Nope. Can’t do it with someone who calls themselves Rob-dog.”
Want me to call you Bran-diddy-dog?” “Sure. If you want me to completely lose my boner.” “I can call you brother if you like.” “Okay, Bran-diddy-dog is a step up from that, at least. Not a big step. Maybe more like an uneven crack in the footpath.”
think about it. If we’re going to be cumpanions—” “I’m sorry, what?” “Like companions, but with cum. I thought it sounded better than bum buddies.” “Neither of those is great.” He thinks for a moment. “What about fap brothers?” “Dude, no.” I wrinkle my nose. “Like frat brothers who fap together.” “I know what you meant, and it’s still a hard no.” “Cumpanions it is, then.”
“Let the bro jobs commence.”
explore, I want to make this good for him. Maybe it won’t be the best blow job of his life, but like in class, I’m going to put in the effort and hopefully scrape together something passable.
not giving your partner one hundred and ten percent during sex is the anti-frat.
“I think I have a vampire kink.”
What the fuck is weird about letting your frat brother shove his fingers up your ass?
I try to give him a questioning look as I press against his hole, and he must get it—hey, maybe sharing bodily fluids is giving us ESP or some shit—because he nods. “Do it.” Yippee ki yay, motherfucker.
locking down my frat brother for regular orgasms is frat as fuck,
Holy goddamn fraternity ancestors, no man has ever looked so hot.
“Bro my god …”
I’m simply being a top-notch cumpanion and looking after my patient. Now, are you going to be a good Rob-dog, or am I going to have to grab the restraints?”
