THE AFTER PARTY
The After Party
It was supposed to be just another typical frat party night at Lambda Pi Epsilon House. The brothers had cleaned up, the decorations were put away, and most of the guys had already headed off to sleep, exhausted from a long weekend of raging. But not everyone was quite ready to call it a night.
A few stragglers hung around the kitchen, refilling their red Solo cups and chatting aimlessly about the night’s events. Among them was Trey, a senior with an insatiable desire for the forbidden – andtons of hot frat boy ass. He had a glint in his eye and a mischievous grin as he leaned against the counter, taking stock of the room.
Most of the guys left were the usual crowd that stuck around after to smoke, drink and hook up at smaller gatherings like this. His eyes landed on Tyler, another senior who he had hooked up with in the past, and couldn’t help but feel excited at the prospect of another round.
Suddenly, Trey had an idea. “Hey guys, I know it’s late but I was thinking we should have one more, like, official event before the semester ends. What do you say we have one last bacchanal to really send this year out with a bang?” He winked suggestively as he spoke, letting his true intentions be known.
