The Halloween Party

The night of the party came, and the frat house was already packed with drunken college students, the air thick with the scent of booze and sweat. The music was blaring, and the bass was vibrating through the walls. Tom entered the house, his heart racing as he looked around the crowded room. He spotted a group of people he knew from one of his classes and nodded towards them, his eyes still scanning the room. He was searching for Chad.

Finally, his eyes locked onto the jock, his heart skipping a beat. Chad was standing by the makeshift bar, his muscular arms folded across his chest, his shirt straining against his broad shoulders and bulging biceps. Tom couldn't take his eyes off the jock, his stomach fluttering as he watched the muscles ripple beneath the thin fabric. Chad was wearing a football jersey, his strong, athletic legs exposed, his thick, meaty thighs flexing as he moved. The jock was flirting with a blonde girl in a sexy devil costume. She was hot but looked like your typical college mean girl, her big tits spilling out of her low-cut top, and her red skirt hugging her round ass.

Tom felt a wave of jealousy wash over him, his eyes narrowing as he watched the jock touch the blonde's waist, his fingers trailing down her back. Tom knew he was being silly, but he couldn't help himself. He wanted Chad, and he was going to get him.

The femboy strutted over to the jock, his hips swaying, his thick, round ass bouncing with every step. He approached the couple, his heart pounding in his chest, his stomach churning with nerves.

"Heyy Chad"

The jock turned, his eyes widening as he caught sight of the femboy. He swallowed hard, his eyes traveling over Tom's feminine hourglass figure.

"Hey, man."

The blonde girl wrapped her arm around the jock's waist, her hand resting on his muscular back. It was clear she wanted to show everyone at the party that Chad belonged to her.

"So, who's this?" The girl asked, looking at Tom with an arrogant, derrogatory glance.

"This is, uh, Tom. We share a room together."

The mean girls eyes darted over Tom‘s feminine body, her eyes lingering on the femboy's wide, round hips, his feminine face, and full, round ass.

"Huh. Nice to meet you Tom, I‘m Jessica the cheerleading captain." The girl said, her voice cold and condescending.

Tom nodded, his eyes narrowing as he watched the girl drape her body over the jock, her tits pressed against his arm.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Jessica. I'm sure we'll get along just fine."

The girl put on a fake smile, her eyes gleaming with disapprovement. "Well, maybe we'll see you around."

With that the couple walked away and Tom's heart sank. He had thought for sure the jock would be excited to see him.

The night continued, and Tom found himself wandering around the house, his eyes scanning the crowd. He spotted Chad making out with Jessica, his hands groping her round ass, her large tits pressed against the jock. Tom felt a pang of jealousy, his stomach churning. He started to drink, trying to forget about the jock and his blonde bombshell with the DD tits.

Tom ended up drinking way too much, and before he knew it, he was stumbling around the house, his mind spinning, his vision blurry. He had completely lost sight of Chad.