Four of his frat brothers

The first thing I noticed was my four frat brothers. Ron, Todd, Chuck, and fucked if I know. Frankly I wasn’t sure which was Ron and which was Todd for that matter and the only reason I knew Chuck was Chuck was because he was the one who usually manned the outdoor grill when we had a Barbecue.

Frankly they were all pretty much generic frat boys in my eyes. It was as if central casting had picked them to play background characters in a college movie featuring warring fraternities. Much more interesting to me were their companions.

All four frat boys were scattered around the common room, sitting in various easy-chairs. Their pants had been tossed to the side leaving them naked from the waist down. My delicate eyes were not scared from being **** to look at their junk, however. Between each of their legs, and doing a fine job of acting as a censor bar, was the blonde-haired head of one of the cheerleaders that lived in the sorority next door. Three of the boy’s had their fingers tangled in their gleaming locks and were rather ruthlessly face-fucking them. While the last one was leaning back and letting the girl do all the work.

The, guck, guk, huck, guk, guk, of the girl’s **** on cock filled the room and caused my cock to twitch as the sound triggered a few aural memories of my own. Despite her petite size my mom always insisted on trying to deep throat me, and the sound of a girl **** on dick caused a Pavlovian response in me. If my dick hadn't already been rock hard it would have achieved that status post haste at the sound of those four girls gagging on dick.

I stared at the scene in bemusement. The four boys were not the sort to score cheerleaders. Not unless said cheerleaders were dead-ass drunk and passed out on the couch. Mind you, given the condition of the girl’s clothing, and the fact that two of them had their hands tied behind their backs with their own bras, it looked like they hadn’t been given much choice in regards to their current activity. Which was way out of character for these four. Not that because they were nice guys, but because they were pussies, too afraid of the consequences to even call a slut a slut in public for fear they’d be doxed on social media. And here they were face **** four of the school’s queen bees in the living room of our frat house.

“What the fuck guys?” I asked in a raised voice, startling the guys who had been fully focused on their partners.

Chuck jerked in his chair and shot me a scared look, that vanished when he saw who it was. “Fuck, don’t scare me like that, Monster!” The blonde between Chuck’s legs tried to lift her head and he put a hand on it and **** her back down, making her gag on his dick even more than she already had been. From where I was standing I could see her drool falling from her chin in a long slimy stream.

The guy next to Chuck, I think it was Ron, looked up at me with a smirk on his face. “We figured we’d better score us some hot chicks before someone else claimed them. I’ve already fed this one a couple of doses of vitamin Ron.”

Without worrying about the fact I had an audience I reached down to adjust my dick, which was feeling a bit cramped. Sexual frustration always made me a bit testy so I likely sounded more than a bit pissed when I demanded. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Hey, chill, dude,” The guy who must be Todd if Ron was Ron, replied. The girl between his legs was one of the ones with her hands tied behind her back with her own bra. Her large breasts swayed back and forth as she bobbed her head up and down on Todd’s dick with no sign of **** on his part. He was slouching in the chair leaning with his hands behind his head relaxing as she serviced him.

“Don’t you remember, It was all in that freak ass broadcast yesterday. Our spunk is now a love potion. Pump it into a girl and she’ll fall for you like a ton of bricks, and stay that way as long as you keep feeding it to her every day. Like Chuck said, we figured we’d score us some tens before they all got snatched up. Early bird gets the girl, guy.”

“Hey, but don’t worry, Monster. The guy with no name chimed in, “You’re still golden, your pet nerd showed up an hour ago. She might not be a ten like these sluts, but she has nice tits.”

I felt like a bolt of lightning had hit me and it seemed to light a ball of fire in my belly, even as for the first time I noticed muffled noises coming from behind the large couch that sat in the middle of the common room.

“If you’ve touched her, you’re dead!” I told Chuck in deadly seriousness. I wasn’t bluffing. If they’d treated Betty like they were treating the cheerleaders I was going to end them.

The four boys all went dead still, staring at me like a quartet of rabbits facing a bobcat. The four girls between their legs started to make protesting noises at the lack of movement on the part of the boys.

Without even a backward glance I crossed the room in two long strides and looked behind the couch, my gut churning with dread at what I might see.

[last bit until I get some feedback. I was thinking of gender-swapping the gay character, but unless he thinks of himself as being transgender that seems insensitive? I'm also considering if the alpha female/s in a harem might be able to manifest futa characteristics upon demand?]