Sig Pi was throwing a rager. Dj out of Europe, strobe lights, bitches everywhere. Reed stumbled around most of the night, giving meaningless daps to his bros and having random conversations as he walked around the frat house. He saw most of his friends, girls on their arms, some on their laps. Reed walked around the house, vision blurry, looking for someone to entertain him. Most girls were with a guy and those who weren't didn't meet his standards. That's when he ran into Scott.
Scott was Sig's golden boy. He was the president of the house, following after his dad. Scott stood at 6 foot 3. Tall, lean build. He had blonde hair that always sat in a type of messy that seemed intentional. Girls were always all over him at bars, constantly giving him attention over any of the other guys when they went out. That's why it was weird when Reed sees him standing alone. He stood in the corner, surveying the crowd. He looked smug as usual, knowing he could take anyone he wanted. Reed stumbled up to him.
"Yooo, bro. Whatchu doin over here alone?" Reed tripped a little, putting his hand on the wall next to Scott.
"Just not feelin it tonight man," Scott shrugged. "Can't find a single bitch who isn't a bop or I haven't fucked yet. Reed raised his eyebrows at the comment. The more he looked around, the more he realized Scott was right. Even Reed recognized a few familiar girls in the room.
"Dude, I think you're right. I've been with almos all of these girls." Reed stumbled on his words. Reed looked Scott up and down. "Mayb- Maybe we should just fuck bro," Reed blurted out.
Scott raised an eyebrow, looking Reed up and down. "Dude.. you wish." Scott joked.
"Pshhhh, bro. Like you could even handle all this anyway," Reed laughed back, turning around and jokingly shaking his ass towards Scott. He nearly fell down, making Scott laugh, pushing Reed's shoulder.
"Dude I def got you beat in that department." Scott did it back, bumping against Reed.
"Nah dud- dude. We can settle t- this right here and now."
"I thin we're drunk.. and I know you'd lose that bet so whats good bruh." Scott chuckled.
Reed paused for a second. He wasn't sure if it was the alcohol, but he felt the sudden urge to take Scott up on the challenge. He felt his chest get hot and his stomach flutter. Vision still blurry, Reed looked Scott up and down. "Let's fuckin do it man."
Scott smirked and nodded his head towards the staircase. "My room, right now bro." They both drunkenly raced up the stairs, pushing passed couples kissing. Scott pushed open his door, both of them stumbling in. Reed closed the door behind him.
"Alright bruh," Scott said breathily, "how we gonna settle this?"
"I jus- don't want this to be gay bro." Reed half joked. "Like I'm not that kinda guy."
"Nah dude, we just settling a bet. I think you're just too scared to lose." Scott's eyes dropped.
"Bro." Reed said, dropping his shorts down. He stood in his briefs, covering his junk. Scott followed, doing the same. "Look at this cake brah." Reed turned around, pointing to his ass.
"I knew you'd lose bro." Scott turned around cockily, showing off the absolute shelf that was his ass. Reed slowly gaped his mouth, impressed by what he saw. Reed gulped.
"Du- dude. I'm not a fag but that's a fuckin ass bro," Reed joked at Scott.
"I knew I'd win bruh," Scott stood with the cockiest grin. "Guess we won't really know unless we see the whole though.. right dude?" Reed looked up at him, curiosity covered Scott's entire face. Reed didn't know if he should question it or just follow Scott's suggestion. Curiosity got the better of him.
Reed slowly pulled off his briefs, letting them fall to his ankle. He still covered his dick with one hand, turning around to show Scott his entire bare ass. Scott jokingly whistled, eyeing Reed's body. "Think I underestimated you dude," Scott joked. He confidently ripped his own underwear off, letting them fall. Scott didn't follow in Reed's dick covering, letting his flop freely out of his boxers. He turned around, "Check it bruh."
Reed was even more stunned than before, his mouth wide open now. Scott's was perfectly shaped from muscle, sitting perfectly on his body. "W- Wow dude," he stifled out. "Can't compete with that," Reed half chuckled. He suddenly felt as sober as ever, his chest on fire now. He felt himself getting hot, finding it harder to hide his growing dick.
Scott turned back around. "So now that I won you owe m-," Scott lost his train of thought. He can see the head of Reed's dick poking slightly out from under his hand. "What the fuck?"
Reed stops. He can't control how hard he's becoming. It's almost throbbing. "Dude I can explain, I-," Reed's face turns red. He doesn't know how to explain this. He's never felt like this before.
"Dude relax." Scott slowly starts laughing. Reed looks confused. "Can't help what happen to that thing when you're drunk dude." Scott looks down at Reed's dick, motioning towards his boner. "Definitely been there a few times brah."
Reed raises an eyebrow. "Dude what?" He's confused. Scott is being way too chill about this.
"Yeah dude," Scott steps forward a bit. "Think you're the first guy in this house to get a boner just looking at me?" Scott smirks, inches away from Reed's face. Reed is even more red now, breathing heavily.
"Uh- I don't- I've never-." Reed can't even get the words out.
"I mean look at me. I get what I want bro. Think only bitches get a piece of this?... Think I haven't noticed you wanted a piece of this bro?" Scott grabs his dick, shaking it, taunting Reed. Reed backs up a little.
"Dude no- I swear this was just a bet. I'm drunk as fuck Scott." He can't even hide his lies. It's obvious he wants this so bad right now. Scott closes the gap between them again, brushing his tip against Reed's.
"Think I haven't noticed you checking out my cake bro? Watching me walk to class.. take a shower? Just admit it, you want my ass don't you dude?" Their noses are practically touching as Scott grins in Reed's face. Reed knows he's right. He was addicted to his frat bro's butt.
Reed swallowed. "Y-yeah dude. I want that fucking butt bro." Reed mustered up a fake confidence. He grabbed Scott's shoulders, shoving him towards the bed. Scott smirked, enjoying the sudden dominance.
"What're you gonna do to me bro?" Scott questioned. His eyes were filled with lust looking up at Reed.
"I'm gonna eat your ass bro." Reed flipped Scott over. He lay with his head on the pillow, ass arched up toward Reed's face. "Sound good to you brah?" Reed looked over Scott's shoulder.
"Fuck dude, do it," Scott half moaned out, looking back at Reed behind him. Scott let out low moans as Reed slowly licked up his taint, slowly lapping around his hole. He winced when Reed reach his hole. He teased it, slowly licking it up and down. Scott's body reacted with each slow lap, his hips moving back into Reeds tongue.
"You taste- so fucking- good," Reed mumbled out in between licks. Scott whimpered softly to the words.
"Eat my hole bro," Scott moaned out, pushing Reed's face deeper into his ass. He couldn't control his moans, letting them out more frequently now. "Just fuck my hole dude," Scott blurted out.
Reed stopped, pausing for a moment." Dude... can I?" Scott looked back slowly.
"Breed me dude." Scott looked at Reed lustfully, slowly bringing his hands back, spreading his cheeks open in front of him. Reed's eyes lit up.
"Lube?" Reed reached out his hand. Scott slid open the top drawer of his nightstand, handing it back to Reed. He popped the cap, pouring the liquid into his hand. He glides the lube across his dick, slicking it up. Reed taps the tip on Scott's hole, teasing him slowly. Brushing his dick up along his pink bro pussy.
"Mmm, dude please. I need it." Scott reaches back again, spreading his cheeks open for Reed. He slowly presses it in, holding the small of Scott's back. Scott winces. "Slow bro," he says with a mix of pain and pleasure in his voice.
Reed gets it in, the hole eventually reaching the base of his dick. He slowly moves faster, pushing into Scott's hole. They both moan in unison, matching the pace of each others thrust. "Fuck dude you're so- fucking tight," Reed moans out, balls slapping into Scott's taint.
"FU- fuck dude. You're going so fucking hard on hole dude." Scott is pressing back into Reed's dick, matching the rhythm of each thrust.
"You like it though, don't you dude," Reed moans out cockily. "Like being stuffed with my cock dude?" He goes harder. The bed frame starts smacking into the wall, matching the sound of Reed's balls clapping into Scott. He grabs Scott's hips, using them as leverage to go that much deeper into his hole.
"Fu- fuck dude I'm gonna nut." Scott is cupping his dick, using the movement to jerk himself off. His moans get more frequent, less masculine with each push into him.
"Fuckkk yea dude. I think I'm gon- I'm gonna- Fuck dude I'm cumming," Reed can't control himself. "I'm breeding your hole dude holy fu-." Reed's dick pulses, his balls contracting with each shot of his load inside of Scott. Reed moans loudly, holding Scott's hips in place as he fucks the cum deeper into him.
"Holy fuck bro.." Scott feels Reed's dick pulsing, releasing his own load onto his navy sheets. His cum splatters all over, reaching all the way up his torso. He feels his balls get tighter, moaning with each rope that splooges out.
Reed slowly pulls his dick out of Scott. It's covered and sticky with his load. He watches the cum slowly drip out of Scott's pink frat hole, dripping down his taint.
"Phew bruh, guess I did always wanna breed frat bro hole."
