Page 92 of Frat Around and Find Out

“Okay,dude.”

We chuckle before he pumps some lube, massaging some across my shaft before giving his hole some. Then he lines himself up, sliding down onto my cock.

“Fuck, I love the way you make yourself comfortable in my room and on my cock,” I tell him as he welcomes more of me inside him.

“I love the way it feels when you open me up like this,” he confesses, taking me faster than usual, rocking up and down. He takes deep breaths, and I feel myself steadily reaching deeper and deeper.

Once he’s worked into a pace, he gazes down at me with those gorgeous eyes I can never get enough of. The Alpha Theta Mu prez has become my obsession.

We get lost in our usual frenzy, swapping positions, trying out his favorites, still learning and discovering each other’s bodies. While I’m giving it to him from behind, his hand on the headboard, I’m lost in the rhythm, my cock just here to serve his needs.

“How is that?” I ask, and he turns to me.

His body trembles as he replies, “That feels amazing, Ty. Just like that.”

He reaches back and rests his hand on my cheek, and I move close to kiss him.

Despite our quick movements, there’s something more intimate about our kiss than usual. A deep connection I feel for him in this moment. I’ve never felt anything like this before. It’s beyond electric, an intensity I can’t even describe, scary and overwhelming, yet I refuse to back down. Just kiss him more.

“You really are mine,” I tell him.

“Yes, I am.”

“And I’m yours.”

“Yes.”

“I’m greedy for you, Lance. I want to see your face and your cock when you come.”

We reposition so I’m on my back, with him riding me again. I hook my arms under his legs, holding them as I drive up into him, watching his cock bob up and down, occasionally slapping me in the abs before some precum spills onto me.

“Fuck yeah,” I mutter. “That’s so fucking beautiful.”

I stare at his cock as he leaks for me more. Then I grip it, helping pull even more out while fucking him. His eyes roll back in that way they do when I’m jamming right up against his prostate, giving him what he needs.

“I’m just here for your pleasure, Lance. Because that’s my pleasure too.”

As he keeps taking me, he leans forward and rests his hand against the headboard, calling out, “Harder, Ty. Harder.”

As I bend to his request, watching him writhe in pleasure becomes so overwhelming, I feel myself climbing so damn fast, maybe too fast.

“You have to slow down, or I’m not gonna last much longer,” I warn him.

“Then we’ll just go for round two. Don’t stop. I need it.”

I can’t deny him. I just keep fucking away.

“Lance, I’m so close.”

I feel him precome onto my belly even more. “Me too. Shoot up into me, Ty. I want all of you. Every drop.”

His words pull it right from me, and as I feel my release, I call out, thrusting like I’m on a mission, loving how I’m filling Lance up.

I get another surprise as a warm rush washes over my abs.

“Fuck, that’s a lot of cum,” I say as Lance calls out, clearly unable to disguise his pleasure as he keeps releasing onto me in warm spurts.

I watch in awe as he finishes, a final drop marking the end.

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