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Written By
David Spowart
And edited by
J Matlock
"The right kind of Frat Experience"
Part 9
The guys had been sitting on the futon, staring at the named envelopes and not talking. "We have to open them at some point" Ryan stated, and Lance nodded in agreement.
"Why can't I move?" Lance asked.
"Terror" Ryan replied
"Shit, we are not kids" Lance added.
"Look, remember what we agreed, okay? If we don't get in, or if only one of us does; that one backs out, and we will find a decent apartment off campus and we will deal...okay?" Ryan added.
"Your boy toy agree to this?" Lance asked.
"Yeah, and he's not my fucking boy toy. Shit, he's two years older than me, for fuck sake" Ryan snickered back.
Ryan leaned over, picked up the envelope and sized it up. Holding it up to the light and shaking it, to see if anything had been placed in the envelope, like a key of some kind.
"Oh, fuck this" Ryan yelled, and tore open the envelope and read it. A smile spread across his face and he looked at Lance and said "I got in! Quick, open yours" he yelled, and Lance grabbed his, tore it open, and read the note..
"Well?" Ryan asked, waiting for his friend to acknowledge the fact that he also had been successful.
"I didn't get in" he said quietly.
"What? Are you kidding?" bemoaned Ryan.
"That does it; we are both not in We are a partnership; a fucking wrestling tag team. You are my college brother, and if you did not get in... well, fuck em" Ryan replied. Lance just looked into blank space.
"I need to go for a walk" Lance said. He stood up, grabbed his jacket, and left their dorm room.
Ryan grabbed his jacket, and left a few minutes later, heading over to the frat house. He intended to decline their offer of joining. He also knew he needed to speak with Blake.
His heart was picking up a beat, and he was starting to hyperventilate. He stood outside the frat, composing himself, before knocking on the large door.
"Oh, hey, Ryan" Donny said, as he opened the door.
"Hi, Donny. I need to talk to you and the rest of the guys, if it's convenient" Ryan said.
"Yeah, everyone is in the big room, watching football, before we set up for tonight" he replied.
"You do know you are not supposed to be here until the dinner, right?" he asked
"Yeah, but this couldn't wait, and it won't take long" he replied.
They walked into the big room, and he saw Blake. He smiled and acknowledged the rest of the frat brothers.
"Guys, I need to say something, and I don't wish to offend you, in any way" Ryan started.
"Look, I know I have only known Lance for a short time; but to me, he is my brother. I told him that if he was unsuccessful, and I was, I would decline the offer. Lance, as you know, failed to get into this great fraternity; so, since I am loyal and would never go back on my word, I have to decline your gracious offer of a place within this frat. I do apologise if I have unwittingly offended you" Ryan said, and turned to walk out of the room.
He was stunned when all the brothers stood up and applauded his commitment to his roommate. Ryan turned and smiled, as Blake walked over and kissed his cheek. He looked at the back of the room and was stunned to see Lance, sitting and smiling at him.
"I don't understand" he said, looking at Blake and Donny.
"I waited until Lance walked out, and I explained that he had indeed gotten in. You, however, were going to be told that a mistake had been made. It was a test, to see what you were made of, Ryan. Lance said what you would do, and you stuck by your principles; and that is what this house is about. Someone who always has his brothers back" Donny explained.
"So, we are both in?" Ryan asked.
"Yes. I mean, you will still share a room with Lance; but something tells me Lance will not object to this, since we all know what and whose bed you will lie in" Donny smirked, as Lance came over and enveloped Ryan in a hug.
"We did it, man" he yelled and kissed Ryan's cheek, and Blake could not stop laughing at his boyfriend and his best friend, enjoying the moment.
"So, what happens now?" Ryan asks.
"Well, you go and pack. The dinner is tonight, and you'll meet the guys properly, as brothers, and then move in tomorrow. You need to inform your R.A. that you are moving out. We know that you may have a problem getting your deposit returned; but don't worry about it, we will sort that out" Donny replied, and Ryan was now gushing a little.
"Do you wanna see your room?" Blake asked.
"I'd rather see yours" Ryan whispers back.
"Behave, there's plenty of time for that, later" Lance scorns back at his roommate.
Blake led the way up two floors, and entered the far side of the house. He opened a door and walked in. The room was well decorated, in keeping with the rest of the house. Two single beds, a little bigger than the ones in the dorms; but, nevertheless, singles.
"The room is huge" Lance commented.
"No bath or shower; you have to share those with the other newcomers. You will have a chance to move, next year, and get a bathroom, then" Blake added.
"Nah, it's cool, man" Lance replied.
"Besides, my boy here will have his own bathroom, won't he?" Lance added, winking at Blake, and he was not embarrassed, even a little. "I look forward to washing his back and ass, each and every morning" Blake replied.
"And what a nice ass it is, by the way" Blake added.
"Hey, no perving while in this room" Lance snickered, and slapped Blake's ass.
"Now, who's perving?" Blake mocked.
"Okay, I'm starved, and dinner isn't for hours" Ryan said, swatting Blake's ample ass.
"What is it with my ass, all of a sudden?" he again mocked.
"Babe, trust me, it is not all of a sudden; it's one of your best features" Ryan replied, again swatting his ass.
The guys laughed, coming back down into the main reception area. Donny was talking to one of the other new brothers, Gabe if Ryan remembered correctly, and they greeted them and said they would see them at the dinner, later on in the day.
"Pizza?" Ryan asked and the other guys agreed. They headed into town, to Gino's Pizzeria, and took a booth at the end of the diner.
They ate in silence. It was strange for Lance ,being the third wheel; but he liked where Ryan was in his new relationship, and envied it, in some ways. Yes, he enjoyed the hot sex with random girls, and of course, the occasional blow jobs from needy guys. But, he wouldn't mind something on a more firm footing, like Ryan's.
"So, how are we going to work this?" Ryan asked, as Blake swallowed his last piece of pizza.
"Huh?" he replied.
"I mean, do you want me to move into your room, at some point?" he asked.
"Ryan, keep your clothes in your room; but yeah, you sleep with me... always" he replied.
"Hang on; so, I am living in Ryan's closet, after he spent years getting out of it" Lance laughed, and couldn't help himself.
"Dumbass" Ryan mocked.
"That okay with you?" Blake asked.
"Yeah ...for now" Ryan replied.
"Do you want a hand, packing?" Blake asked, as they entered the dorm room.
"You just want to get your hands into my trunks" Ryan joined in with Lance's poor jokes.
"Christ!!!" Lance protested, a little.
"It's fine, go on. I'll see you at the dinner" Ryan responded, and kissed Blake lightly and sent him on his way.
"Shit, you really do have it bad" Lance said, dropping onto his bed.
"He's all I can concentrate on. It's his face I see, when I wake, he's in my dreams; and he is there when I go to sleep...yeah, I have it bad" Ryan replied, dropping onto his own bed.
"Do you see this as purely a college romance, or do you see it going further?" Lance asked, now sitting up and looking at his friend.
"I don't know, shit, I hope so; but you don't know what will happen, do you? We are new, and well, what happens with us when the honeymoon period is over? Do we get complacent, or, heaven forbid, comfortable? I want him to excite me, forever, like he does now. Surprise me when I least expect to be surprised" Ryan replies.
"You two do look good together, I give you that much; but he does not know your history and you don't know his" Lance, the voice of reason, responds.
"Just be careful, bro, I don't want to see you hurt" Lance adds, as he again drops and lies down on his bed, hugging his pillow to his chest.
A little later on, after they had all of their belongings packed back in boxes, ready to be moved the following day; they dressed for the dinner at the frat house.
"You and Blake are so lucky" Lance said, walking up the road heading to the frat house.
"How so?" Ryan smiled a little.
"House rules" he said, and Ryan looked a little confused.
"No women between Sunday and Thursday, not on school nights" he replied.
"Yeah, I know that" Ryan replied.
"Yeah, pumping my fist for four nights, not fun; and I am sure your dick won't see your hand" he replied.
"Oh, I see" and his smile spread wider.
"Lance, you have demonstrated the fact that a mouth is a mouth; and we all know you have had your dick sucked by guys within this fraternity. So, don't pretend that you are going to be deprived in any way" Ryan replied, as they came to the path to the fraternity.
"Yeah, yeah" Lance smiled, as they knocked on the door.
The door opened and one of the Peters stood there, and Ryan knew, from what Lance had said a few days ago, that he had had experiences with this particular brother.
"Hey, Ryan...Lance, you look good welcome to Delta Kappa Ki he said, flirting a little.
"Yes, you do" added the other Peter, walking up and welcoming the two new members of their frat house.
"Hey, sounds like a party" Ryan said, as music bellowed from the big room.
"Yeah, drinks first; just go in, guys" Peter number one said, as he kissed his partner.
The two walked in, and the room had lights and lasers bouncing off the walls. They could see the table had been set, but, as yet, unlit. A portable bar was at the end of the room, and Blake was tending.
"You look good" Lance cut him off "Yeah, I have been told" he said.
"Yeah, you look good, as well, Lance. Ryan, man, you scrub up good" he said, as he walked around the bar and pulled Ryan into a deep sensual kiss.
"I could get very used to that" Ryan smirked. Thinking of what he said earlier, he hoped the surprises kept coming.
Lance got a shock when he spotted Lucy on the arm of one of the brothers. He smiled, and she just ignored him. He smiled at her 'you're scum' attitude.
"Fuck, I hope he's fucking her in the basement" Ryan said, and Blake snorted a little.
"Dude, that's his sister" he laughed out loud.
Lance kept his eyes on her, and he noticed she kept glancing over. She let go of her brothers arm and headed out to the garden, at the rear; but she looked back in Lance's direction first, and he followed her out.
"He can't leave it alone, can he?" Blake asked, as he poured him a drink.
"No, he has to keep pushing the bar" Ryan replied.
Twenty minutes later, the lights came on and the music was changed to a light violin concerto, just to change the mood.
Everyone took their seats, and Lance sat next to Ryan and Blake. But Blake and Ryan watched as flirting glances passed between Lucy and Lance. Romance back on?
The dinner was a success, and the company was exceptional. The guys told jokes, but none dirty, as they had ladies present. Soon after, the meal was consumed and the hired help cleared the table away. The rugs were removed, and the floor cleared for dancing. The music was turned back to danceable music, and it was pumped loud.
Ryan was talking to Lance when the music slowed to a nice sexy number. A tap to his shoulder, and he turned and saw Blake standing with his hand out.
"May I?" he asked, and Ryan blushed a little and took his hand. They hugged close, swaying to the rhythm and beat of the music.
They continued to dance close. Three songs later, the beat and the song got faster; but they didn't speed up, they just held each other very close.
"Guys, why don't you get a room?" Donny yelled, as he danced by with Jarred who was snickering at Donny's comment.
"That's not a bad idea" Blake said, and held out his hand again, and Ryan took it. Blake led them to his room, their room.
Blake was unbuttoning his shirt, as was Ryan, before he had the door opened. Clothes dropped to the floor as the door closed behind them.
They stood at the bottom of the bed; nothing but love and lust for each other. Both erect beyond belief. They made love, slowly and passionately, for what seemed like hours. But they were that excited that they knew it wasn't that long. They held each other close and tight, Blake spooning into the back of Ryan like he was made to fit this exact spot; and, in his heart, he was home. Soon, they were asleep, dreaming of what might be.
The End of Part 1 of this story
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