"You gotta get low man--no, when he goes for your thighs get on top of him, get your hand under his left arm and on the back of his neck, leverage! Come on Sean take him down, you won't hurt him--there it fucking is, never stop moving Zach fucking twist out of there get under his legs and use your knees, fuck yeah, get your legs around him and turn--"
Zach was barely taking in a word Jake was screaming as he and Sean grappled on the gym wrestling mat. His mind was mostly on baseball or his grandma or whatever else he could think of to try to stave off the boner that kept threatening to tent his shorts as he felt Sean's lean body straining against his. Hell, even feeling his own strength was turning him on. After another week of nightly training he'd upped his weights and reps and was seeing significant gains: his belly fat had nearly disappeared and a small six pack was just starting to be visible, his biceps and shoulders were starting to fill out shirts that'd looked like drapes weeks earlier, his forearms had turned from twigs to branches and sometimes he'd twiddle his fingers just to admire the movement of muscles he hadn't realized he had. If anything he probably had too good gains--Dion had done a double take two nights before when he stripped Zach's shirt off after the formal rush event.
"Dude, are you on steroids or what?" Dion said as his hands ran across Zach's belly and chest, following the curves of his muscles.
"Just haven't had a good gym before, I've been doing a lot of weight training," Zach said as he gripped Dion's hard on through his dress slacks trying to distract him from that line of questioning.
"Whatever you're doing you should get Dion to join you, I love a muscle man," Katrina said as she fingered herself on the couch, watching Zach and Dion strip while they made out. Zach would've been hesitant to put on a show for any girl, but he'd become pretty close with Katrina over the previous few days--they'd had dinner together and did some private practices after the first play rehearsal. So when Dion asked if he'd be ok if she watched them have some fun Zach was a little reluctant but he agreed. He'd been worried that having her there might've split Dion's attention, but he shouldn't have been--the moment they started kissing they were in their own world, and Katrina felt as nonexistent as some NSA perv who might've been watching from a webcam. Although Zach thought Dion maybe pulled out and gave him a facial rather than breeding him to give her a nice view. Not that he cared as he licked Dion's dick clean and felt his heart race as Dion smiled down at him.
But now Zach found all his gains amounted to little compared to Sean's amateur experience at wrestling when the ginger boy put his arm up underneath Zach's armpit and pushed his head into the mat as he put his full weight on top of him. Jake flopped onto the map as he tapped twice and said, "Stop, goes to Sean."
The boys extricated themselves from one another and Sean helped Zach up. They clasped hands and gave each other a bro hug, Zach bending into it so Sean wouldn't feel his half chub, but then he didn't notice Sean doing the same.
"We should really get heading out," Jake said looking at the time, "Bids start going out at 5, would be embarrassing if the guys came to the dorm and we weren't there."
The guys were walking out of the gym when Zach's phone buzzed in his pocket, his last alarm of the day going off. He quickly took it out and opened the Robin Hood app with a smile--he'd been worried the $5k he'd put in that morning may've changed how the penny stock would do that day, but Webistics was still up 300%. He quickly sold off his shares, loving seeing his account balance increase by 10 grand, and he was up $24k for the day. It definitely made up for his boring first run of the day where he'd just watched different stocks, but then he'd also been able to watch porn, jerk off and suck himself to his heart's content while he did it so he couldn't even say that was too bad.
"Did you guys hear somebody won the lottery at Fast Mart?" Sean said.
"Yeah, like $80k. Collected it anonymously too, but it's gotta be a student right? I mean who else goes there?" Jake said.
"Professor maybe?" Zach said, trying to stay as casual as he could.
"I hope not. Couple years tuition free would be nice," Sean said.
"Maybe like a year and a half. Uncle Sam takes a good chunk of it," Jake said.
*He took 33 grand of it,* Zach thought to himself, but he said, "So how'd your dinner with D go last night, Sean?"
Sean grinned at him, "Oh shit, I forgot to tell you. We became lovers and had hot, sweaty sex all night. He's leaving Kat and promised he'd never call you again."
"Fucker," Zach said blushing while Jake laughed.
"Nah, but seriously, it was good. He smoked me up after. He's easy to talk to. Was pretty honest that if I want to play soccer, though, I should go lambda. But then frisbee sounds kinda fun, more relaxed. I don't know, may be time to try new stuff."
"Sean, I didn't want to like pressure you or anything, obviously you gotta do what's right for you," Jake said, "but come on dude. How fucking sick would it be if we were all in the same frat. Have fucking parties every weekend, chill together at the house, and we could help each other with the pledge shit. And, you know, not to toot my own horn or anything just saying the obvious--who'd be a better brother than me, right?"
Sean laughed, "Honestly y'all are the main reason I'm even considering it." He looked at Zach, "You have any thoughts?"
Zach gave him a half smile, "You need me to say it?"
"Maybe I just wanna hear it."
"Fine," Zach said staring down at his feet, "I'm definitely pledging sig chi. I really, really hope you do too. In fact I'll be really sad if you don't." Zach looked back up at Sean and grinned, "But I'd get over it. And I'd still think of you as a brother."
"Aww, bro," Sean said putting an arm around Zach's neck and pressing his head to Zach's. When he pulled back he kept an arm on Zach's shoulder and said, "You know, you're the perfect height for an arm rest."
"Yeah, I've heard that," Zach said as he leaned against Sean.
The guys got back to their dorm and quickly showered and changed. Frat brothers would be arriving any minute and they'd go to the room of each freshman they had a bid for, so Zach was alone with Mike as they both waited for a knock.
"Fuck dude, I'm actually a little nervous," Mike said, "Like how fucking embarrassing would it be to have gone to all this rush shit and then not get any bids?"
"I don't think you gotta worry about that," Zach said.
"Why, did D tell you something?"
