Frat Wars: Presidential Chaos by Saxon James

Frat Wars: Presidential Chaos by Saxon James

Author:Saxon James [James, Saxon]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: May Books
Published: 2022-08-02T16:00:00+00:00


22

CHARLES

Turns out a prostate is a wonderful, wonderful thing. Especially when it’s introduced to Zeke’s cock. It’s been a whole two days, and it’s all I’ve been able to think of. Thankfully I haven’t had to do any of the legwork for this bake-off thing, because even during tutoring last night, I kept blanking out and getting distracted.

Sex has never been like that before. The intensity of being bent over and owned is still burning through my blood. The knowledge that it was my body that drove him to pleasure fills me with a satisfaction so deep I’m brimming with it.

“We’re all ready,” Sam says, jogging up the front stairs to join me on the deck.

I glance down Greek Row at the pop-up tents and platforms littering every lawn. All fourteen houses are taking part, and in a little over an hour, each fraternity or sorority will compete to create … something. Naming it after a TV show where people can actually cook still seems ambitious to me, but at least they all have goals.

Both sides of the street are closed off, and we’ve pooled all the houses’ pledges to either ticket collect at either side or to walk the crowd in cupcake costumes, collecting donations. There’s already a metric truckload of food ready for the spectators and competitions and raffles for people to be involved with, and we have past alumni from each house coming to judge the bake-off.

As much as Kappa house loves to compete in things like this, Sam struggled to find volunteers who would be part of the competition. Most of us have grown up with cooks and can barely heat up a ready meal. It’s not something I’m proud of, but hey, charity. That’s what this day is about.

“Yo, Chuck.”

My gut swims at the voice, and I glance over to the stairs just as Zeke climbs them. He looks incredible, like always, but there’s something breath-catching about seeing him out of the blue.

“The dean’s on board.”

My mouth opens to reply, but it occurs to me that I don’t have any clue what he’s talking about. “On board for what?”

“Judging. He’ll be our tie-breaker.”

I gulp. “You invited him?”

“Duh. We’ve gotta keep him on side. This thing has snowballed—who knew people loved watching people cook?”

“Literally everyone on the Food Channel.”

Zeke grins. “I figured it would be a good PR move for WHU to show the fraternities and the college working together to raise money for a good cause.”

I hate to admit it, but it’s a good point. “Well, now the pressure is on.”

“No more than before.”

“Definitely more than before.” The more I think about the dean being here, paying attention to us, makes panic rise up. “We’re supposed to be impressing him from afar, not inviting him right here where anyone will be able to say anything and we won’t be able to refute it. Jesus, Zeke. What if someone mentions the app or the posts or worse—shows him? That’ll make this entire thing …” My rant trails off at the way he’s watching me.



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