FIN-138 Frat Brat

Excerpt

Jordan took a good look between Brad’s thighs.

He saw the hose-like bulge snaking down the guy’s left thigh.

Jordan cleared his throat and looked Brad in the eye.

Brad seemed to notice the glance Jordan had thrown in the direction of his meaty member. The horny grin didn’t leave his face. Jordan smiled.

He figured he had the football player where he wanted him.

“So,” Jordan began. “What do you think about the frat? A great bunch of guys, yeah?”

“So the girls keep telling me,” Brad said.

He lifted his eyebrows.

“Not that that means very much, right?” the well-hung football player inquired. Jordan smiled.

“Well, I think you’ve really got to get to know the guys a bit… er… better,” he replied.

Brad’s eyes darted between Jordan’s thighs.

“I wouldn’t mind that,” Brad said in a voice that trembled with lust.

Jordan’s cock throbbed painfully in the close confines of his spandex biker shorts.