Frat Brothers Fall In Love Pt 3

“Go ahead, Scott. Put it in your mouth,” he whispered gently. He smirked evilly and there was a sharper edge in his voice: “suck my big cock.”
Part 2
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Chapter Three:
Warm air on the back of my neck gently awoke me. Slowly and groggily, I realized that there was a heavy weight on my side and a very powerful source of warmth on my back. As I roused, I realized the weight was Connor’s arm. The air was his rhythmic breathing, and the source of warmth was his athletic, muscular body, pressed up behind me. I could feel a soft lump against my bare ass. Conor’s amazing cock was pressed into my back. Smiling, I snuggled backward into his embrace, spooned by my big bad frat boy.
The light was just starting to filter through the curtains. It had to be pretty early, maybe around 6 am. I had plenty of time before class, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling of Connor wrapped around me.
He had taken me by the hand on the front path of the frat and walked me straight to his upstairs bedroom. Once inside, he shut the door, turned, grabbed me and kissed me hard. I melted into his arms and returned the kiss, tangling our tongues.
“I still don’t understand, Connor,” I said. “Why me? I get it, you saw me, you wanted to meet me, but…”
“Shhhh,” he said, running his hands along my back. “Can’t you just accept that I like you, and I really want to be with you?”
I was stunned but had little time to think about it before he pulled me in for another kiss. Connor pressed against me. He was already hard, but it’s ok, so was I.
“You could have any guy you want,” I murmured.
“Yeah,” he said, sliding his hand...