Page 19 of Frat Around and Find Out

I roll my eyes. “Yeah, don’t expect that to happen often.”

“Okay, I can’t get your ankles in this position. So you’re gonna have to.” He hands me the key.

“No problem.” I start to bend down, and he stiffens even more.

“Whoa, whoa,” he says.

“It’ll take me two seconds.”

“It could take me one and a half.”

“Then just do it. It’s not like I’ll be telling anyone about this, any more than that shit that happened last year, right? Besides, we have to get our ankles free at some point, and I’m not falling behind in the score because of you.”

I bend down, disregarding the potential danger of, apparently, Ty’s impending ejaculation. A rush of adrenaline courses through me—I guess I’m just really excited that we’re about to break free.

“You good?” I ask.

“Nearly.”

We have another set of chains fastening us at the waists, and as I turn to get to the lock, my eyes are drawn to his bulge. “Oh my God, Ty, seriously with that thing.”

“Look who’s talking,” he says.

“Huh?”

I follow his gaze to my crotch.

In the frenzy of trying to get us out of the locks, I hadn’t really noticed, but I’m sporting a stiff one too.

It makes me freeze for a good moment as I try to make sense of why I’ve got a goddamn rock in my pants, but Ty says, “The challenge, Lance.”

I get back to unfastening the lock on the waistband tyingus together.

The other thing…that’s something I’ll work through once we kick ass at this task.

6

Ty

Despite Lance’s andmy efforts, we weren’t the first team captains to free ourselves, which led to our houses coming in second place, behind Beta Pi and Zeta Tau.

But losing tonight’s challenge isn’t the reason I’m so on edge right now. At least, not only because Lance and I could have given our guys extra time if we hadn’t been so obsessed with our dicks. More because I’m trying to figure out what the hell that was all about.

I couldn’t look at him through the rest of the challenge, too worried that just glancing at him might cause me to spring up around everyone. But now I’m hunting for him at Beta Pi’s afters.

“Shots, shots, shots,” Ryan chants as he collects Jell-O shots from a Beta Pi pledge, handing them off to me and the rest of our teammates.

I down mine before continuing to look for my rival. I better not find him in some corner, making out with Angie. Not when we have to discuss whatever the hell happened tonight.

It was one thing when I had morning wood and got off on him during that Omega Psi prank. I thought it was just because of the friction, but what happened tonight clearly wasn’t because of morning wood. For whatever reason, havingLance Fehn’s ass against my pelvis had me harder than I’ve been in a while. And more importantly, it wasn’t just happening to me.

I find Lance with his friends, and as soon as he spots me, he slips away, into the kitchen.

You really think you’re getting away from me that easily?

I tail him like a stalker, and when I round the corner, I see him downing a shot from a tray on the counter. As I approach, he swallows it down.

“Um…” he says.

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