Frat Guys In Underwear Novels & Stories

’ I was doubtful if there were any alibis that would best suit to our fraudulence. I looked at all of my classmates, one after another. Seeing them all in their underwear was really confusing. What kind of formal students would wear underwear during a sleepover? In an all girls group, that might happen. In an all boys group, that’s possible, too. But with no gender segregation? It would seem really, really doubtful. “It’s not what you’re thinking, Dad.” Those were the only words Janvic was able to say. He didn’t answer the question. Didn’t even come closer to it.

“This is like an actual gang pad, huh?” Reese looked down at her with a sheepish grin. “I wasn’t expecting your company, princess.” Cory chuckled. “Now you see why I choose to still live at home…this is normal for college guys, the football team that live in the frat house all live like this too…” Reese gave him a filthy look. “Yeah, thanks for that…I love being lumped in with those idiots.” Cory shrugged grinning as he pulled Quinn out from underneath Reese’s arm and hugged around her collarbone with both arms. “Don’t worry, bunny…I’ll protect you from the germs.”

They all walked inside the bathroom, the huge tub full to the top with hot steaming water. Both brothers stripped down. Ulaya decided that she should leave her underwear on so they wouldn't get any bright ideas. "Are you seriously leaving your underwear on? We're not gonna try to fuck you. Or at least I'm not." Jarrod laid his head to the side rolling his ice blue speaks up to meet hers. "I won't try anything either. I promise. Scouts honor." Jenson held up two fingers and crossed his heart with a sly grin on his lips.

Yet, before even Killian could open his lips to mutter another word, they rushed to stand up as if they just waked up from a deep slumber, their faces together with their messy looks and hair depicts a mixture of shock, embarrassment, and glee. "Ooh, Kill's girl was finally in the house! Welcome to our humble abode, Ms. Fridays!" After the awkward staring contest, one guy exclaimed breaking the silence in the most silliest way possible as he pushed back his messy hair and grinned widely at us. The other one rushed forward with his arms wide open, his eyes were gleaming with mischief and his smile was crooked, revealing his tooth even covered with a seemingly a piece of spinach from the pizza

So when Freckles texted me about a frat party, I didn’t hesitate. Frat party tonight. Come get wasted with me before we both die of boredom. Also: slut fits required. No negotiations. She even added a skull emoji. It was the weekend. I had nothing better to do. So I agreed. When the time came, I threw on a tight black crop top and a micro skirt that should’ve been illegal. I wasn’t about to lie—I wanted Lavin to see me and regret ever messing with my head. Not that I expected him to show. Zade wasn’t coming, which usually meant Lavin wouldn’t either. They were practically glued at the hip.

Luca whispers into my ears. "Really." My attention is diverted to a sub that's completely naked; she's lying on the table and being brutally whipped. The majority of the subs are females; they are either wearing only skirts or only small tops. A few are stark naked with jewelry sparingly covering their genitals and nipples, and the others are dressed up like me, fully dressed with a mini skirt and button-up shirt with all the buttons down, but if I'm wearing a mini skirt, then these girls are wearing macro skirts because it doesn't even cover up their ass, and I don't leave the whole buttons of my shirt undone. I'm dressed as a sexy high school student, complete with suspenders and heels, an

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He had that far off tone to his voice, like he was imagining a wonderful world where people could do whatever they liked, which wasn’t quite the case, but compared to his reality, it was close. “It’s not bad. Better than in here. What do you wear in the workout room? You don’t….” “Walk around naked all day?” Rain dropped her eyes, feeling her face redden yet again. She didn’t mean to think about him in a workout room, lifting weights, completely nude, but the image was there just the same. “We have gray shorts and white shirts. White socks, black trainers. We aren’t allowed to wear underwear, though, because it might restrict our sperm count. And we have to sleep in the nude.”

ie I see you've met the walking STD's" Frankie says as she sweeps her leg under someone making another girl fall. God I missed her. "Maddox if you take another fry off my plate I'm breaking a finger" I shout out as I put Jason in a sleeper hold making him pass out next to the rest of them "Maya do we have any extra clothes with us I'm definitely burning this outfit once this is over" I ask her "just our workout stuff" she tells me after she knocks the last girl down. "Alright I need a quick shower, change of clothes and food. If any of you fuckers eat my food you will be buying me meals for a week" I say as I pull Charlie up with me and head towards the exits. Before leaving the cafeteria I

"Back off, ladies! Leave this old man alone. It's not like you haven't seen others before!" But the more I tried to keep them away, the more enthusiastic they became. They even reached out to grab my shorts. "We've seen no other men around here! This place is practically a nunnery! There are no men!" They tugged at my shorts, but I tugged back even harder. "Wait, wait, don't do that, ladies! These shorts aren't thin—" There was a loud rip. My shorts were torn, revealing the large boxers underneath. Francine and her roommates gaped at my groin in awe.