The Frat Party

It’s a frat party. And no, I’m not a frat person. Don’t get me wrong. I like frat boys and sorority girls. A lot! But I prefer to be an animal on my own, with the company of someone I really like. I value my privacy and I don’t like to follow rules and orders and regulations. I don’t break them, but I don’t like them.

The music is loud, of course. The kids are hot, also of course. What is hotter than a frat/sorority person? Dancing and drinking? Skimpy clothes? Gyrations? Wild?

Two girls are already in the middle of the floor, dancing and gyrating to the beat of “Happy.” I have finished my second beer and am on my way to get another. But I stand and watch the hot scene. I am fully turned on by these two hot chicks grinding on each other and moving their fantastic butts to the music. They definitely look very happy!

Perhaps it’s the alcohol, but I find myself moving towards the dancing female couple. I place both hands on the hips of one of them, and I glue my front to her back, matching the gyrations. Fuck! This is so hot! Am I really doing this? The abandonment of these kids has rubbed off on me. I would never think of doing this if I were in a normal situation or at a regular party. But the beat of the music, the gyrations and grinding, and the over-heated, over-sexed atmosphere, added to the alcohol, all make me lose my inhibitions.

The girl I am holding doesn’t pull away. Am I expecting a slap on my face in return to my invasion of their intimate dancing? Yes, I am. But it’s ok. The feeling of this chick’s ass pressed to my front is worth it. I don’t get the slap, though. Instead, she presses back onto me, grinding on my front. I am much taller than she is, by around 15 cm (6 inches) at least. My erection, as a result, is pressed at the small of her back. The three of us are moving to the beat, as we start hearing exclamations from the crowd. I bend my knees to rub my cock on her butt. It feels so sweet.

“Fuck, that’s hot!”

“Yeah, baby! More!”

“Do it, man! Move to the beat.”

“Because I’m happyyyyyyy…”

I feel “like a room without a roof… and I’m happyyy…”

My hand slips between the girls’ bodies up to their breasts and I fondle both of them simultaneously, encouraged by the people now beginning to gather around us, watching and cheering on. Fuck ME, the chicks are kissing. Oh, I’m so excited!

As the cheering and singing gets louder, I feel two hands gripping my waist. OH, FUCK! Three chicks? Oh, yes, yes! But I jump in surprise when a definite and pronounced erection presses on my butt. SHIT it’s a fucking guy! Amazingly, I don’t draw away. I’m too much gone into the chick grinding against me and the feel of soft but firm boobs in the palms of my hands that I couldn’t care less if it is a guy or a third chick grinding on my back.

When he kisses the side of my neck, my whole body morphs to sensitive nerves. The DJ is playing the song again. And, fuck, yes, we ARE happy!

The cheering is even louder, now.

“Oh, man! He’s dry fucking a GUY!” a husky male voice.

“uuuuu… sexyyyyy… happy…” a giggling female voice.

The singing is turning into a chant: “Because I’m sexyyy…”

I do feel sexy! Two guys are embracing and dancing together right next to us now. The guy behind me reaches round and fondles the girls’ boobs, joining hands with me. He grinds on my butt and I press back, feeling the heat on both sides of my body. I’m sizzling with heat, and sweating like fuck! The girl I’m humping turns her head and we kiss as the other girl licks the side of her neck. I reach back and grab the guy’s erection. He’s big! He returns the favor and moves a hand onto my crotch, rubbing up and down the length of my hard dick.

“I like you, dude,” he whispers into my ear.

I press back on his erection, my hand caught tightly between our grinding bodies.

I feel emptiness when he moves away. “I like you,” he whispers to me, “but I need a fucking drink,” he adds as he walks away.

I watch the two guys dancing and kissing next to us. Instinctively, I shift, and now I’m grabbing one of them, grinding on his butt.

“Fuck!” I hear from somewhere in the room.

“Queers! Fags!” some whistling.

“Fucking sexy,” a girl’s voice.

I don’t care. I’m having such an uninhibited time. In fucking public, here I am humping a frat boy. A chick leaves the crowd and moves over towards us. She kisses my neck and grabs my erection, her hand pressed between my cock and the guy’s butt.

I squirt inside my jeans! FUCK ME!

Quickly, self-consciously, I disentangle myself and make a hasty exit towards the toilet. The cheering and singing of being happy continues. The guy who has earlier been embracing me as I was grinding on the chick’s butt is in the toilet.

“Hey,” he says grabbing his crotch. “It’s the guy from the dance floor. Buddy, you are hot! And you seem to be hung, too.”

When have I heard this before? All the time. Both guys and girls are impressed by my cock. I ignore the stickiness in my crotch and move towards him. We kiss. He fishes out my cock through the fly of my jeans. Although covered with sticky cum, Junior is hard. The guy kneels and takes me in his mouth. Two gobbles later, he lets go of my dick and looks up at me.

“You shot a load already?” he muses, tasting the cum off my dick. “And you’re still fucking hard as a rock?”

I nod my head and push his mouth back onto my cock. He slobbers onto the shaft trying to swallow down to the base. I thrust deeper inside his mouth. He gags. As he pulls away, the two guys who were dancing on the floor burst into the toilet, laughing. They stop short at the scene: a hunk of a guy is on his knees, holding down my cock shaft, with spit trickling down his chin and off the tip of my cock head. He rises still holding my dripping dick.

One of the frat boys collects himself and quickly locks the door behind him. In a few seconds, the two kids are sucking our cocks. I watch in amazement and ecstasy. The guy being sucked is hung as well, not as big as mine, but impressive, nevertheless. And those frat kids seem hungry for cock. They are slobbering away as we fuck their faces. I bend sideways and reach the other guy and we kiss as our cocks move in and out of the two hot frat mouths kneeling between us.

The guy sucking me lets go of my cock and turns around. Holding onto the edge of the sink, he pulls down his shorts and bends over, revealing firm, young, fuzzy butt cheeks. Without hesitation, I spread his ass cheeks and enter his hole. He cries out as I invade his body but he pushes back on me, my whole slippery shaft sliding into him. Looking around to check on the other guys, my cock now buried deep inside this kid’s butt as he grinds on my crotch, I see the guy who is being sucked a moment ago ejaculate over the frat kid’s face. This turns me on even more and I resume my fucking. Hard, fast, deep. Grunting, I thrust in and out. The kid is whimpering, taking my rough fucking as best he could. He is jerking on his own dick. With one last deep thrust I explode inside him and feel his fuckhole muscle grip my cock base tightly as he shoots onto the floor.

When I pull out, my cock is sore. But Junior is still semi-hard. The other two are leaning against each other, both spent, breathing hard. Their dicks hang down, limp. Mine is still throbbing. I decide, however, and to Junior’s loud protestations in my head, that I’ve had enough.

“Fuck,” the guy who is already impressed by my penis exclaims. “You’re still hard!”

Laughingly, I press Junior back into my jeans and button up, bulging and throbbing.

We leave the toilet to loud clapping and singing. More kids are on the dance floor. You can’t tell guys from girls. Everyone is grinding and humping everyone else.

Fuck. What a party! Needless to say, I stay late and Junior comes home sated and happyyyy… and fucking sore as hell.

Before I hit the bed, I shower, jerk off, brush my teeth, and smile my way under the sheets.