Frat Balls
Added 2022-04-22 01:42:58 +0000 UTCYou just moved into the KOK frat house and something funky starts wafting down the hall. The whole place reeks of weed, but this is something different. Something... hotter?
Every huff of this weird stank is making your pants tighter, your boxers damp with pre. Eventually you can't focus on putting your stuff away and you have to go check it out.
You let your nose lead you down the hall, to the room with weed smoke billowing out around the cracks. You take a deep breath that sends a tingle down your spine and push open the door.
Inside is this fat little burnout wearing a KOK hoodie and lounging on a couch that looks like it's older than you are. His dirty feet are kicked up over his massive nuts and he's holding a bong in one hand. The smell hits you like a steam roller, a pungent ball musk that visibly fills the room with his potent man stank. The walls and couch are stained with what you assume is spunk and sweat.
"Hey, you must be the new dude!" He says with weed smoke billowing out of his lips. "Broooo! Come hit this, we're gonna be besties!" He pats the filthy couch next to him, looking around for something. "Uh, shit, dude, sorry, I can't find my snacks. I think I ate 'em?"
You're not gonna leave him hanging are you?
