Frat Games: the House Slut
Copyright© 2025 by StoriesByTroy
Chapter 8: Task #6: Five Guys. One Pledge.
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 8: Task #6: Five Guys. One Pledge. - 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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Yesterday, they made me drink from the Brew. Today, I was told I’d earn it straight from the source.
“You’re not here to party, pledge,” Chase had said. “You’re here to serve.”
I was on my knees in the center of the room, surrounded. Five guys, shirtless, sweating, towering. The same couch from yesterday loomed behind me, now occupied by Lucas and Brett, legs spread, cocks hard and glistening. Chase leaned against the wall, his jeans already open, abs flexing each time he stroked himself lazily. Joshua stood nearby, sipping from a bottle of water like he had all the time in the world, his thick length bobbing with every breath. And Jace ... Jace was behind me, already smirking like he owned the moment. Like he owned me. Maybe he already did.
I wasn’t sure where to start.
But they made the choice for me.
“Let’s see how good your mouth really is,” Brett said, kicking his sweat-slicked foot toward me. “Pick one, pledge. You’ve got five hungry guys. Don’t make us wait.”
Before I could respond, Lucas snapped his fingers and pointed to his lap. “Here. Warm me up.”
I crawled over, hands trembling slightly, and wrapped my lips around the base of his cock. He was already thick, warm, pulsing—his taste hit me instantly, slightly salty with the clean tang of sweat and skin. He grunted, resting his arm behind the couch as I bobbed slowly, finding rhythm.
“Fuck, you moan prettier than half my hookups, pledge,” Lucas said, hips starting to move. “Don’t stop. Right there.”
But I didn’t get to stay long.
Brett tugged my arm. “Share, Lucas. It’s my turn.”
He yanked me toward him by my hair, pulling me off balance. In one swift motion, I was dragged sideways onto his lap.
His cock slapped against my cheek, leaving a smear of pre-cum that made the guys holler.
“Here you go, pledge,” Brett grinned, hand fisting in my hair. “I know you like sweaty balls”
I opened my mouth wide and took him in, letting my tongue curl around the underside as I bobbed slow, deep. The couch creaked beneath us. The room was filled with the sound of wet sloppy dicks, the slap of skin, the sharp inhale Brett made when I gagged slightly.
Joshua laughed from across the room. “Goddamn. This toy’s got skills.”
Chase stepped forward, stroking himself. “We’ll see how long that jaw holds up.”
Just then, Jace walked behind me, grabbed my hips, and pulled me back slightly, forcing me to arch. “Head up, toy. Don’t get lazy ... Put on a show for us.”
I obeyed, eyes blurry, mouth full of Brett’s cock, while Jace leaned close and whispered in my ear.
“You already know how I taste,” he murmured. “Come on. Come taste your favorite cock.”
“Jace is gonna move you into his room,” Joshua snorted. “Make you his personal throat goat.”
“I just might,” Jace said with a smirk. “Wouldn’t you love that, pledge?”
“Oh, Troy would love that,” Lucas called out. “Right, toy? Want to be Jace’s little cocksleeve?”
I couldn’t speak. My mouth was too full. But the way I moaned and pressed deeper into Brett’s lap said enough.
“Fuck. He’s shaking,” Brett said. “I think he’s begging without saying a word.”
Chase knelt in front of me, cock now fully hard in his grip. “Don’t ignore your president, pledge. This one’s earned your attention.”
Brett let me go, and I was immediately dragged forward between Chase’s legs. His cock slapped against my tongue, thick and slightly curved, precum already smeared across the tip. I took him in slowly, feeling his hand settle behind my head.