Frat Games: The House Plaything | Part 12 - Four Special

All characters in this story are 18+
This story is completely fictional.

This story contains task-based scenarios involving the narrator. All actions are fully consensual, and the narrator (the pledge) willingly agrees to and participates in each task. There is no non-consensual content depicted.

Part 12 - The Four Guys (Special)

Joshua didn’t wait.

His cock slid in with a grunt...thick, needy, filling me fast. My knees buckled under the stretch. I barely had time to breathe before Jace grabbed my face and shoved his cock back down my throat.

Just like that, I was back in place.

Bent forward on all fours, spit dripping from my chin, thighs shaking. Joshua fucking me from behind. Jace holding my jaw open and using my mouth like he owned it.

And then Chase stepped up on my right, already stroking himself, his eyes dark.

“I don’t like jerking myself off,” he said, voice calm, commanding. “Not when there’s a hungry pledge like you kneeling right here.”

I reached without hesitation, wrapped my hand around his shaft, and started pumping. His cock was already hard, veins throbbing against my palm.

From the left, Lucas’s voice chimed in, lazy and amused. “Well damn. Looks like I showed up at the right time.” He stepped into view, crop top riding high, tattoos peeking from beneath the sleeves. His cock hung low, semi-hard already as he stroked himself with lazy, slow twists.

“This is what, a… four-guys special?” he smirked. “Now that’s a proper frat welcome.”


Joshua laughed behind me, grabbing my hips harder. “We’re gonna need a name for this formation.”

I tried to laugh but choked instead, Jace never stopped thrusting. My throat was his playground.

It was chaos.

Joshua slammed in from behind, his rhythm ruthless now. He fucked like he was trying to make a point, like he had something to prove.

Jace fucked my face slower, more controlled. His eyes never left mine.

Meanwhile, I stroked Chase’s cock harder, faster, using both hands now, wrists getting slick. He groaned under his breath.

Lucas just watched at first, still smirking, like this was the best porn he’d ever seen. But eventually, his smirk faded. His jaw clenched. He stepped forward. “Time to see what that throat really feels like.”

Jace slid out of my mouth. A string of spit snapped between us.

Lucas stepped in, hand guiding himself toward my lips. He didn’t say a word. Just pushed in. His cock tasted like weed and sweat. I moaned as he filled my mouth, one slow inch at a time. Lucas groaned deep in his chest.

Behind me, Joshua never stopped.

Every thrust knocked me forward, deeper onto Lucas’s cock. It was overwhelming. I was being held in place by four roommates, touched and used from every angle, stripped of any control.

And I fucking loved it.

Joshua’s breathing grew ragged. His pace faltered, then picked up again, rougher. “Shit,” he gasped. " Brett… you were fucking right…”

He slapped my ass hard. “This hole is goddamn tight. Tighter than any pussy I’ve ever fucked. Fuck...I’m gonna...”

His grip on my hips tightened.

“—FUCK—”

And then I felt it.

Hot and fast and deep. His orgasm ripped through him like a growl. He didn’t pull out. Just came inside me with a long, broken moan, hips twitching against mine.

I moaned around Lucas’s cock, eyes fluttering shut.

Joshua pulled out, laughing breathlessly.

“Holy fuck… I couldn’t last…”

That did it for Lucas.

He hadn’t even gotten a chance to fuck me. But the sight; me dripping from one guy, moaning around his cock...pushed him right over the edge.

“Fuckkkk,” Lucas groaned, thrusting deep. “Fuck...fuck this pledge is a blowjob machine…”

His hands gripped my head, holding me down as he came hard in my throat. I swallowed by instinct, coughing once, but kept sucking through it.

Lucas hissed and stepped back, panting.

“Jesus Christ,” he muttered. “He literally milked the fuck outta my cock…”

Both guys stepped away, Lucas shaking his head in disbelief, Joshua still laughing under his breath.

And just like that, it was down to two.

Jace and Chase.

They stood in front of me like a final trial. Jace’s cock still wet from my throat. Chase stroking himself slowly, waiting.

Jace smirked. “Funny how we’re always the ones to take you last.”
Chase chuckled. “Almost like we planned it.”

I looked up at both of them. My jaw was sore. My throat raw. My ass aching, still dripping.

But I was hard. And I was ready.

Jace stepped forward first. He got behind me and bent down close, voice low in my ear. “You remember how I took you that night, don’t you?”

I nodded, heart racing.

He pushed in slowly. Deliberately. My hole was already stretched, already full of Joshua’s cum. But Jace slid in like he knew exactly how I liked it.

Because he did.

Chase moved in front of me, placing two fingers under my chin, tilting my face up.

“You gonna suck me like you did them?”

I opened my mouth.

“Good boy.”

He fed me his cock....thick, heavy, clean-shaven and perfectly trimmed. He moved slower than the others. More controlled.

Jace, on the other hand, was brutal.

His thrusts were hard, deep, angled just right to make my back arch. I cried out, but the sound was muffled by Chase’s cock.

There was no escape. Just heat. And hands. And sweat. I couldn’t tell where one guy ended and another began.

Chase groaned. “Look at you. Just a fuckin’ toy for us.”
Jace spanked me once. “And you love it, don’t you?”

I whimpered around Chase’s cock. Saliva dripped down my chin.
“Say it,” Jace demanded. “Say you love being our pledge.”

Chase pulled out, just enough to let me speak.

“I love it Jace. I love being your pledge.”

They groaned in sync. Chase shoved back in. Jace sped up behind me.

I moaned, helpless, twitching, cock leaking untouched.

My body was theirs.

And I never wanted it to end.

Part 13 - The Leaders