The Frathole (Peach State Fratbros #2)

Chapter 1

Ryan

Tonight’s my lucky night.

I’ve barely unlocked the door before the Phi Lambda brunette charges me, her lips locking with mine, her sweet lavender smell filling my nostrils.

I push her back against the wall, unfastening her skirt and sliding my hand beneath her panties.

As I find her clit, she gasps, and her blonde Phi Lambda sister turns my head toward her, taking her own kiss as I continue to work her friend.

She has more of a vanilla scent—I figure her conditioner or maybe a hair product.

I’ve seen these girls around at events, but tonight, at the Alpha Theta Mu party, was the first time we’ve chatted each other up. I could hardly believe it when they both expressed interest—and even better, impatience—about getting up to my room.

The music was loud, but I think the brunette said her name was Dani. She leans against the wall, arching her back as she moans. The blonde—pretty sure I heard her say Em (yeah, we’ll go with that)—breaks our kiss and says, “Seems like you know what you’re doing.”

“Just wait till you get a feel for yourself,” Dani assures her.

Pride swells in my chest. “You’re making me cocky as hell.”

“I can tell it’s not your first time with two girls,” Dani says.

“Two is easy. Things get complicated at four, but I’m ambitious.”

“I’m starting to get a little jealous,” Em says, moving closer.

“We can’t have that,” I say, still thumbing Dani. “There’s one rule of messing around like this, and that’s that no one gets left out.”

With my free hand, I pop the button on Em’s jeans and slide the zipper down, then reach into her panties. Moving slowly, I trace the outline of her as she backs up to the wall, now side by side with her sorority sister. As Dani moans, I start toying with Em.

Her body trembles, and she whispers, “The hell, Dani, you weren’t kidding. Guess I should’ve expected as much from a linebacker for Peach State.”

“We’re only getting started,” I tell her, offering a kiss. I speed up my movements until she’s moaning into my mouth. “Mmmm…” I breathe, feeling how worked up Dani is.

“Your friend’s getting real wet for me,” I mumble into Em’s mouth before turning my attention to Dani. While we kiss, Em joins in, and I can taste them both. I’ve just discovered how perfectly lavender and vanilla complement each other.

“Okay, you need to stop, or you’re gonna make me come too soon,” Dani warns.

“We wouldn’t want that.” I’m not thrilled at the idea of putting on the brakes, so I give Em a little more attention as Dani blinks a few times, as though she’s coming to her senses from a haze of pleasure.

Damn right that’s how good I am.

“You deserve a reward for that,” Dani says, working my fly. In no time, she has my jeans at my ankles, my cock in her grip as she settles on her knees. But then she shifts into slow motion.

Dani runs her tongue along the underside of my shaft, up to the head.

She’s torturing me, but I’m not teasing Em anymore.

I’m playing her the way I’ve learned she enjoys in this brief exploratory phase.

I can tell she likes a firmer touch than Dani—only slightly, but damn, it’s got her calling out my name again.

“You’re being real good to my bestie,” Dani says. “So I guess I have to be nice to you too.” She slides her lips over my cock, gliding down.

“Oh, fucking hell,” I mutter as she demonstrates how she can work that mouth. As she pleasures me, I lean close to Em for a kiss. She’s still practically humming from how worked up I’m getting her.

“I’m gonna move my hand,” I whisper into her mouth. “But only because we have to get out of these clothes for the real fun.”

“Fuck,” she says like it pains her, which only makes me that much harder in Dani’s eager mouth.

I give Em one last sweep of my thumb before pulling back and sliding her panties and jeans down her thighs. After I get them off, she tosses her shirt, and I unfasten her bra from the back, noticing a tattoo of a rose at the base of her neck.

“You’re good at that,” she tells me.

Dani pulls off my dick. “Practice makes perfect?” she jokes as she pushes to her feet.

“That should be my line,” I insist.

“You have two beautiful girls willing to make your night,” Dani says. “I think you should let us have whatever the fuck we want, including your lines.”

I nod. “Fair point.”

The girls exchange a look. They seem even more excited than when we got to the room—like they’ve realized how lucky they are to be with a man who knows what he’s doing in the bedroom.

Dani helps me with my shirt while I step out of my jeans. Em and I help Dani strip down, and we’ve only barely gotten her out of her clothes before the girls gang up and toss me onto my roomie Marty’s bed.

“Fuck,” I say, distracted for a moment as I glance at my air mattress on the floor by the door.

Usually I have my own room, but after Omega Psi’s failed glitter-bomb prank resulted in the Sigma Alpha fire last semester, the guys at Alpha Theta Mu agreed to let us stay here.

It was a preferred alternative to splitting up to stay at different hotels across town.

That would have defeated the purpose of joining a fraternity.

But this solution hasn’t been the best for my sex life.

I’ve already gotten hell from Marty a few times for breaking the rule about only hooking up in my own bed. And I know I should say something now, but surely Marty will understand that I can’t make these girls have a threesome on an air mattress.

And given how horny I’ve gotten them, it’d be rude to stop—mean, even.

After a moment, it’s easy to forget the issue when Dani and Em go feral.

I get lost in their kisses, and soon it’s hard to tell who’s even got my cock because of how they’re switching off.

But I’m starting to learn that Em has a lighter grip, not as confident as Dani’s, which is pretty damn adorable.

“Fuck, where are the condoms?” Em asks. “I want to sit on that dick.”

I have some in my bag on the floor, but I don’t want to kill the vibe, so I reach into Marty’s nightstand instead, searching around until I discover the package that was in plastic wrap until I opened it during one of my previous sessions. I also grab the lube.

I tear the condom wrapper open, and Dani seizes it. “Come on, babe,” she tells Em. “I’ll get him in for you.” She turns back to me. “That got you turned on, didn’t it?”

Sparks are going off in my chest. “Fuck, you girls are wild.”

And they prove just how wild as we go at it.

Dani and Em are attentive to each other as they swap turns on my cock. Em rides me to completion first, and then I fuck Dani on her back, putting in the work like I’m running drills.

“Almost there,” Dani whispers.

Em stops kissing me and drops down, using her mouth and finger to take Dani to the end. Dani throws her head back as her body twists, her breasts bouncing as she releases. I keep up my pace as she rides out her orgasm, and as her body settles, Em pulls away and I steady my hips.

“So where do you ladies want me to come?” I ask.

I’m a gentleman, after all.

“Oh, suddenly we’re ladies?” Dani asks, and they both crack up.

“I kind of want him to come on my chest,” Em says, looking at Dani for confirmation.

Dani wears a mischievous expression. “You think you can shoot across us both?”

I nod. “After all that, I’m sure I’ve got plenty stored up.” I pull out and slip off the condom as they kneel before me.

I rise up, standing on the mattress, jerking myself.

“It was so hot watching you both enjoy my cock,” I tell them. “And seeing how generous you were with each other. Time for me to give you a reward.”

“I think you deserve a reward too,” Dani says, resting her hand on my ass. She slides her fingers back, rubbing until she’s rimming me.

“Christ,” I mutter as a burst of energy pulses through me. “This is too fucking much.”

Em follows with her own hand around my ass, finger sliding up against me too.

“Reward us,” Em says.

They pull the cum right from me as I shoot a powerful explosion, hitting Em’s chest first, then quickly turning to mark Dani too.

But I’m not finished, and another burst escapes. I roll my head back, shouting as it rips right through me, my muscles locking up as I finally manage to spend it all. I can barely see straight, the climax still rocking me as I’m left with the scent of lavender and vanilla mixed with my sweat.

“Wow,” Dani says, sounding impressed as hell.

I glance down. “You beauties look like satisfied customers.”

They look at one another before Em says, “More than satisfied, but you made a mess.”

I examine the sheets, noticing how much cum I got on them. “Fuck,” I mutter as I think about the rule I violated.

“What?”

“Um, well…”

Before I have a chance to explain, I hear the lock turn behind me, and the door opens. Marty stands in the doorway, his face red as I’ve ever seen it, giving me a death glare. “Are you fucking kidding me right now?”

I chuckle nervously. “Hey there, roomie.”