Meet the Members of Alpha Zeta Rho | Frat Games: The House Plaything

All characters mentioned in this story are 18+

This fictional 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.

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.

Troy (Aka. ME)

Age: 19. Slim. Pale. Big eyes. Soft lips.
The only freshman in the house who doesn’t look like a linebacker.
Always in too-short shorts and tight tees. Always watching.
They say I got in “by mistake.”
I'm starting to realize… it was on purpose.
I'm not the first. But I'm this year’s toy.

💪 Jace: The Golden Boy

Wide shoulders. Tan. Abs you can hear crunching. Dirty blonde hair he never brushes. Cocky smirk that could ruin lives.
Quarterback. Wrestling team. Always shirtless.
He roughhouses with you. Calls you “princess.”
But that smirk lingers when you’re on your knees.

“You’re soft, pledge. Bet you moan like a girl too.”

🧠 Chase: The President

Bulkier. Meaner. Buzzcut. Thick jaw. Thicker thighs. Cock like a weapon.
Senior. Runs the house like a locker room. Cold eyes, cruel laugh.
Knows everything. Plans everything.
He’s the one who picked you.

“You’re not here to party, pledge. You’re here to serve.”

🦁 Brett: The Muscle

Italian-American. Olive skin. Slick dark hair. Muscles like he was carved. Cocky, but quiet.
He doesn’t speak much. Just watches. Judges. Sometimes films.
Rumor is, if Chase is the brain, Brett is the muscle.

“Bend over, pledge. It’s not a request.”

🎸 Lucas: The Pretty Dude

Long hair. Tattooed. Built like a swimmer. Always high. Always smirking.
Thinks hazing is “performance art.”
Wears crop tops. Still gets more pussy than anyone.
Or so he says.

“You moan prettier than half my hookups, pledge. Don’t stop.”

😈 Joshua: The Sadist

Southern. Cowboy boots. Veiny forearms. Lean, sinewy strength. Freckles and a mean streak.
He calls you “boy.” Spits when he laughs.
Likes punishments. Likes watching.
Has a rope kink and zero limits.

“Beg me, pledge. Make it sound sweet.”

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