Page 99 of The Frathole

Alpha Theta Mu has reclaimed our title for the TaskFrat Challenge, and the frat goes wild as the audience cheers from the stadium seats.

We really fucking did it!

I catch my breath as I jog over to Lance, who Ty raced to right after he got out of the slide. When Ty reaches his man, he helps him back onto his feet.

“You wild fuck,” Ty says. “Do anything to beat my ass, wouldn’t you?”

“Damn right,” Lance tells him, though he still seems a little out of it from his turbulent slip-’n-slide ride.

That’s my buddy.

“Nice one,” I hear beside me as Ryan approaches, looking sexy as hell in the lingerie I picked out for him last semester, the lace tight against his hips, teasing by barely covering that beautiful V that emphasizes his bulge—which the guys still don’t realize I’ve become all-too-familiar with.

Ryan smirks as he offers me a firm handshake.

Makes me think of all the other things I know he can do with that hand.

And also how sneaky we’re being tonight.

As much as I want to surprise the guys, it sucks that we can’t grab each other right here and enjoy a few kisses, but I remind myself it’ll be worth it.

“You sexy little jerk,” Ty tells Lance. My Alpha Theta Mu president barely has time to react before Ty squats down, lifts him,and takes kisses. He shoves him up against the partition before the stadium seating, and they’re going at it like dogs.

“Guess despite appearances,” Ryan says, “it didn’t kill Ty to lose to Lance this year.”

We share a laugh, sneaking each other a look, because we’re both happy that our guys have so much fun together.

I regroup with Alpha Theta Mu to celebrate our victory before heading toward the stadium seating. I head up the steps to Aiden, who came to see the challenge. In all four years at Peach State, he’s never missed a final. Although, he had to get me back after I had to see his weird-ass play a few weeks earlier.

He’s got a huge-ass grin spread across his face, and I can tell he’s proud. He knows how much these challenges mean to Alpha Theta Mu.

“Big bro kicked some ass tonight,” he says as I give him a great big hug.

“Thanks for coming.”

“You know I wouldn’t have missed this for anything.”

True. Though this year I was a little worried, considering he hasn’t been the easiest to keep in touch with.

I hear some huffing behind me and turn to see Ryan jogging over in the sexy lingerie.

“Hey, I don’t think we’ve officially met. I’m Ryan.”

Ryan has seen him at some of the challenges, but given that we weren’t exactly on great terms until this semester, didn’t actually have a reason to make an introduction.

“You’re Sigma Alpha trash?” Aiden asks, clearly trying to give him the much-needed hell that is expected of him.

“You’re a real Alpha Theta Mu in training, huh?” Ryan says with a grin.

“Just looking out for my bro. Nice panties, by the way.”

“Aw, this old thing?” Ryan jokes.

They chat some as we wrap things up before returning to Alpha Theta Mu.

Aiden is sticking around for the formal tonight, and he brought a change of clothes. So we all make a quick change into our formal suits, then head to the party. Even though we’re not out yet, that doesn’t keep Ryan or me from taking every opportunity to get a little too close…caress the backs of our hands together. There are even a few moments when I can tell he wants to sneak a kiss. I wouldn’t mind, but I’m glad we’re saving it for our big reveal.

We take our time, navigating our friend groups.