Page 25 of Frat Around and Find Out (Peach State Fratbros #1)

Lance

M y head’s still spinning, my cheeks warm from everything Ty said and then that kiss.

“You know there’s something here. That I’ll be even more determined to impress you than anyone else.”

Ty’s words keep playing in a loop in my head, not like a guy who was pleading for me to fuck around with him, but like a desperate man.

He certainly didn’t hide his jealousy of Dax when we first discussed the date, but it’s clearly on another level tonight, and I notice what it does to my body, how it’s got my dick a little twitchy while we’re dancing.

He wants my ass, and I want him to have it.

I wish Dax hadn’t interrupted before I could tell Ty that.

Unfortunately, our friends arrive shortly after Dax returns, so it’s not like we can bail on them, but after a few songs, we manage to get some privacy again.

Ty’s glance toward the door is the only signal I need to know it’s time to go, so we find our friends, say our goodbyes, and head out into the chilly night.

Neither of us speaks as Ty gets us an Uber, and now he’s glancing at me like he’s trying to work out what happens next.

“Someone’s not very chatty, considering all you had to say inside,” I observe, and a wry smirk tugs across his lips.

“I didn’t want tonight to pass by and not have said it.”

“I’m glad you did,” I confess. “But there was no threat of me doing anything with Dax. We talked during dinner about the fact that I wasn’t interested in him like that, but we could be friends.”

“Oh…”

I laugh. “Aren’t one-word responses more my thing?”

He cringes. “They really are.”

“And while we were on that date, I was actually thinking about something else.”

“Oh really?”

“Yeah, something I wasn’t ready for before, but that I think I’m ready for tonight.”

“What are you saying?”

“I guess I’m trying to work out whose place we’re gonna go back to. Because you can’t talk about my ass like that and not expect to follow through.”

Ty’s smile sends a rush through me. With all the emotions I’ve been through the past half hour in the club, I can only imagine what he’ll do to me once we start exploring.

“Since my guys are at Crave,” Ty says, “and some will have already gone to Zeta Tau, I imagine I can get you into Sigma Alpha pretty easily. And even if someone noticed, I wouldn’t give a flying fuck.”

“Me neither.”

“My place it is,” Ty says, just as our ride arrives.

It’s a short trip to the Sigma Alpha house. We chat with the driver, and I try to ignore the throbbing in my crotch and the adrenaline coursing through me as I start to accept what’s about to happen.

I’m gonna get fucked by Ty Lancaster, the president of our rival frat.

When we arrive, the place is pretty chill.

We see a few guys around, but no one makes a big deal as Ty leads me to his room.

As soon as the door’s closed, his lips are on mine, and he shoves me back against the wall adjacent to the door, his hands effortlessly grasping at my body.

The dam’s broken, and he’s finally doing all the things he clearly wanted to do to me since he arrived at Crave.

That I’ve been wishing he would do to me.

His lips travel down to my throat, he kisses and nips, and my stomach swirls with sensation. Part of me can’t believe this is really happening, that we went from getting on each other’s cases, to fucking around, to me wanting him to take me completely tonight.

Ty squats, hiking my shirt up as his tongue works like wild across my abs. He licks up to my chest, pulling my shirt up and over my head, then locking it around my wrists, pushing them back against the wall, so that I’m trapped in place.

“Reminds me of a TaskFrat challenge,” he teases.

“Definitely an Omega Psi thing,” I joke.

“Definitely.”

He plants another firm kiss on my lips, and a wave of sensation pulses through me, this potent desire activating within me.

When Ty pulls away, he grazes his lips against mine, teasing me with them. He rubs his crotch against my pelvis, so I know how hard he is.

“Feel that? That’s how much I want that ass.”

“You didn’t leave me to speculate much at the bar. Starting to think if you overhype it, you won’t be able to live up to the expectation.”

He glares at me in that familiar cocky way he has. “I’m not scared your expectations will be too high. As you know, I love a challenge.”

He finishes pulling my shirt off, throwing it over his shoulder before unfastening my fly. It doesn’t take him long to get it loose, and then he yanks my pants down with my boxers, exposing my cock and ass. He guides me around, pushing me against the wall as his hands grip my ass cheeks.

“Fuck, there it is,” he says. “Those beautiful globes, just waiting for me to slide right between them, make them all mine.”

“Make them all yours.” Now I sound like the needy one.

I hear him working his fly, and I’m waiting impatiently before I feel his girth pushing up vertically between my cheeks.

For a guy who hadn’t ever considered putting a dick in my ass, I’m surprised by how it feels like I need it.

This is what Ty’s done to me, through this spark between us and then the steady probing and experimenting.

He kisses behind my ear, growling subtly before whispering, “Stay right here. Don’t move a muscle.”

I follow his instruction as Ty heads over to the nightstand and retrieves a condom and lube.

Fuck, this is really happening.

He returns to me, pumps lube onto his fingers, and massages them against my hole in that masterful way he has. I can tell he’s more confident than when he was first playing around back there. Now that he knows what he’s doing. What gets me worked up.

He steadily pushes in, teasing at that familiar spot, and when his finger’s right on it, he leans close to my ear. “There you are,” he says as I roll my head back.

“Look at me, Lance. I want to see how much you enjoy it.”

I obey, turning toward him. He studies my face as he continues hitting that spot, applying a subtle amount of pressure that makes me arch my back.

He hooks his free arm around me and leans in for a tongue-filled kiss .

When he pulls away, I say, “Please, Ty. I need it. Now.”

He snickers. “I love that you need it.”

He doesn’t torture me. Pulls out steadily, then tears the condom packet open with his teeth, once again reminding me of the fuckspert he is.

I know Dax is supposed to be a great lay, but I can’t imagine anyone else taking my ass other than Ty, the guy who showed me how good it could be from the start.

He readies the condom and generously pumps lube for me before lining himself up.

I shake for a moment, and Ty places his hand on my hip, rubbing gently, not rushing me. Taking his time as he rests his head against me.

“You ready to be my first bottom?”

I laugh. “You ready to be my first top?”

I glance over my shoulder, and there’s this excited look in his eyes, one I recognize from when he’s won a TaskFrat challenge. And I love the thought that my ass is some kind of prize to him.

He pushes in gently, nudging into me. I don’t know if it’s just how hot I am for him, everything he said he’d do to me, or the way he worked up my prostate already, but I push my ass back, welcoming more of him into me.

Being bold with how quickly I take him. Maybe it’s my competitive streak taking over.

“Fuck,” Ty mutters, watching his cock push into me, and then he closes his eyes, rolling his head back. “Jesus Christ, you feel amazing, Lance.”

As he pushes farther, I take him, determined to get him to that spot—“Oh,” I call out, worrying for a second that I’m being too loud. Heat surges to my face as my nerves prickle in waves across my flesh .

Ty’s cock continues sliding back, massaging my prostate, the movement continuing to pool sensation through me, and I notice my cock getting wet with precum.

I’m surprised he’s still pushing in, until I feel his pelvis against my ass. His arms hook around me, and he kisses my neck.

“How’s that feel?” he whispers.

“Fucking amazing.”

“Yeah? I’m impressed with how good you are at taking me. Was thinking I was gonna have to work you up some more. How’m I doing as a top?”

I glance over my shoulder. “The worst,” I tease, and he grins, clearly knowing better as he moves close.

“Then I guess I’ll have to try harder.” He licks up my lips before sliding out and thrusting back in subtly.

Just as I think the sensation can’t get any better, he wraps his hand around my cock and strokes me as he continues thrusting.

My body vibrates, feels as though Ty’s bringing me to life, my nerves shouting out their excitement in a series of powerful bursts that make me lose track of anything other than this moment and what he’s doing to me.

He fucks and pumps at the same time, pressing my body against the wall as he kisses and nibbles at my neck, demonstrating why he was the right person to fuck me.

“So tight,” he mutters before offering a quick lick. “Little virgin hole just for me.”

“Only for you,” I assure him as he speeds up his movements.

I call out again, but he doesn’t seem to mind, speeding up, really working up into a rhythm that’s got my body going wild. I’m lost in a daze, caught up in sensations I’ve never experienced before, lost to this delirium—when I feel his cock pull out .

“What… What are you…” I’m in a panic, my body practically losing it over the fact that he’s not in me anymore.

“Relax, Lance. I just want to fuck you in my bed.”

His words set me at ease, remind me that those sensations will return to me. He spins me around, kissing me and guiding me toward the bed. As the backs of my legs hit the frame, I fall back on the mattress.

Ty is on me in no time, like we’re magnetized to each other, and I guess it feels like we have been for a while now.

“I want to watch your face while I fuck you.” He positions my legs, opening them wide as he pulls me back toward the edge of the mattress. He slides in steadily, staring at me.

And I find myself just as lost in the sensations as before, only this time, I’m on full display, totally vulnerable beneath him as he watches all my instinctual movements, the way my mouth falls open and my face twists as his cock gives me a pleasure I’ve never experienced.

It’s so much more than what he did with his fingers against that spot.

It’s the pressure of him opening me up, feeling how much my ass is turning him on.

Once I’ve collected myself some, I open my eyes and watch his face as he fucks me.

He’s so damn serious, giving his everything to what he throws himself into, like he’s dedicated to this so he can prove to me why he was the right guy for the job.

There was never any doubt in my mind, and just when I think it can’t get any better, as we make eye contact, his dick throbs in me.

“Fuck, you’re even harder,” I tell him.

“You think I don’t notice that?” he teases, making me chuckle, though it’s something I can only laugh about for a moment before I’m lost again in the intense surge of adrenaline.

This angle feels even better than when he was fucking me from behind.

And he’s so damn hot as his forehead beads with sweat, his breath intensifying as he puts in a good workout on my ass.

For a moment I lose track of what’s happening physically, consumed by the feelings he stirs within me, coming back to it as a bead of sweat drops down and lands on my lip. I lick it up, like even having Ty in my mouth like this isn’t enough.

I want to experience every part of him. Taste him. Feel him.

He leans down and takes my mouth, his tongue pushing in, fucking me like his cock is my ass. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. “Right there,” I tell him because he’s hitting it perfectly, the build-up moving quickly, steadily. I won’t last much longer.

“You ready to come?” he asks.

“Yes,” I say, and he doesn’t let up his movement, taking me to the edge.

“Fuck, your ass is tightening up around my cock so much, I don’t think I can… Fuck…”

His movements become more frenzied, and I hear a few quick slaps against my ass, his cock pushing deep as one thrust takes me too far and I call out, feeling the quick rush from my cock, a warm shot spreading across my abs as he continues fucking me.

Ty’s arms hook under mine, keeping me close as he continues kissing me, burying himself deep within, my prostate extra sensitive to the movements as I gasp into his mouth.

His thrusts steady until coming to a halt, his body tight against mine, his torso pressed up against me, compressing the cum between us as his tongue continues toying with mine.

Finally, he takes a breath and pulls away, glancing down at me in what I can only describe as awe, and I’m sure I have a similar expression on my face.

“How was that for topping?” he asks, that cocky smile on his face, in a way that’s just so Ty.

I roll my eyes. “Terrible. Tragic. You should be embarrassed, Rocky.”

He laughs, a loud, uninhibited laugh. “Well, you were a perfect bottom, so good I can’t even tease you about it…Stud.”

I don’t know why it feels so good to hear that.

He leans down and licks my cheek as though marking his territory.

Which works for me.

Because I am his territory now.