Not in game 1, at least.

Beth’s advice seemed to pay off. Once the girls knew to look out for tricky shots meant to remove their clothing, the rest of game 1 passed as easily and quickly as it had started. A quick volley ended with Felicia setting up Sarah for a powerful downward spike to take point 4, and Beth managed to plant her serve right in the middle of DKM territory, where their lack of cohesive teamwork meant each Bro assumed another would go for the ball, and in the end they all just watched it land uneventfully. The girls rushed together for a group hug, bouncing up and down. They were halfway there! Just one more game, and they’d be free of DKM forever!

“Alright, everyone! Take five. I need a beer.” Chet’s booming voice caught the sisters’ attention, and, indeed, it seemed like all the Bros were taking a break before game 2, retrieving various beverages from some coolers which had mysteriously appeared next to the court. Most of the Bros seemed to be drinking cheap beer, but Sarah mentioned that she saw some water, and, sure enough, after squeezing her way past a small crowd of frat boys, avoiding some groping hands, and enduring a number of propositions, cheers, and taunts, she returned to her sisters with four water bottles. She passed them around to each sister, opened the top, and paused. "A toast!" she said, "To finally beating DKM!" The sisters giggled, tapped their water bottles together, and took a deep drink… before coughing and hacking. “What the hell!” Felicia spat out, “Is this nail polish remover?”

The girls capped their water bottles and tossed them towards the crowd of frat boys, where, moments later, a couple Bros picked up the bottles, gave an experimental sniff, and proclaimed it “The good vodka,” which the sisters interpreted to mean “Cheap, highly alcoholic vodka.” The girls were still standing around, making faces, and trying to get the taste out of their mouths when DKM lined up on the other side of the court, looking quite refreshed and collected after their break.

“Well, sluts. We let you take one game. If you quit now, we’ll fill your pussies with DKM cum one more time and let you walk away… if you can stay away, that is.”

Lisa rolled her eyes as she and her sisters took up positions once again. “Not a chance. We’ve had all the DKM cum we want already, and after we prove to everyone how pathetic you are, you’ll be lucky if you get laid again until this time next year.” Her sisters all murmured in agreement.

Brad paused before lining up the opening serve. “So you did want those first loads of DKM cum after all…”

The girls closed their mouths and blushed as one, but none of them could deny it. Brad just smiled, and served, kicking off Game 2.