Frat Games: the House Slut
Copyright© 2025 by StoriesByTroy
Chapter 2: My First Task
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: My First Task - Alpha Zeta Rho.... the cockiest, all-jock frat on campus. Known for keg stands, locker room brawls, and one secret tradition: Every year, they pick one pledge to turn into their house toy.
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Part 2: Sitting on Jace’s Lap
Jace didn’t move. He just watched me, cool and cocky, like this was exactly how he expected tonight to go.
“Sit on my lap, pledge”, Jace said.
I nodded.
I hesitated a beat longer. Then I lowered myself onto his lap. Practically climbed on to it. His thighs were thick. Hard. His arm shifted behind my back, not quite touching me, but there ... like a warning. His breath was warm at my neck. My ass rested on his jeans. I could feel my heart pounding through the fabric of the thong.
A couple of the guys whistled.
I could feel my face burn.
“Now that you’re seated comfortably...” Chase stood in front of the TV and turned the volume down, drawing all eyes to him. “Let me give you a briefing.”
My skin prickled. Jace’s chest rose behind me.
“You’ll receive one task each day for all seven days of Hell Week.” Chase said. “Complete all of them, and you’ll earn your place in Alpha Zeta Rho. Fail, and ... well, we don’t keep quitters around.”
I nodded once, unsure if I was allowed to speak.
Chase gave me a slow, unreadable smile. “We only test one pledge at a time. More intimate that way.”
“Lucky us,” Lucas muttered, tossing popcorn into his mouth.
“And we’re counting on you, Troy,” Chase continued. “You’re Jace’s pick. So don’t let him down.”
That surprised me.
Jace’s pick?
I turned slightly to look at him, but his expression gave away nothing.
That’s when Brett stood up. Broad, cocky, carved like a statue. “Alright, pledge. First task.”
The room went quiet. Brett crossed his arms and grinned. “You have to make Jace hard.”
I blinked. “Wait, what?”
“You heard me.”
“If you succeed,” Chase said smoothly, “you get to sleep in your bed tonight.” Lucas chuckled from the floor. “Otherwise, you sleep outside. In the cold.”
The room erupted in quiet laughter. No one seemed surprised. No one looked away. This was planned.
I looked at Jace again, searching for a hint of discomfort, of anything, but all he did was shrug like this was above his pay grade. “I jerked off a while ago, so it’ll be difficult to get me hard again,” he said, deadpan. “But ... good luck, pledge.”
“I’ll try my best sir.”
Then I adjusted myself ... just slightly. I leaned back. Rolled my hips once, twice. Let the curve of my ass press fully against his crotch.
The whole room watched. No one spoke.
So I went slower. Hips gliding left, then right. A subtle grind. A little tease. A slow, lazy twerk right on top of his bulge.
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