
Lets start this by saying frat boys are not my type, and I usually go out of my way to avoid them. Knowing that they would be at the party I was attending, my friend and I decided it was in our best interest to tell everyone we were lesbians and currently dating. Unfortunately as the drunk took over this somehow turned into a threesome with whom we thought was a pretty chill non-frat boy back at her house. Lucky for my friend she sobered up at some point and made us leave. Tragically the lack of appropriate sleeping arrangement left me to wake up on the bottom of a bunk bed, on a frat house sleeping porch, surrounded by giggling freshmen who I’d apparently woken up with my incredibly loud orgasm the night before my frat boy served them all high fives as he walked me to the front door. Classy.
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So you got drunk, had awesome sex, and your friend is responsible for you sleeping on a porch.
How’s this guy a douche?
Not sure if you are complaining about the guy or yourself. Certainly bad judgment was made on your side.
Oh my bad judgement for sure, and not really that bad other than I broke my no greek system rule. And a sleeping porch isn’t a normal porch, it’s not outside, it’s the inside of a frat house but filled with freshman, it was his normal bed. He wasn’t a douche for any reason… other than being a freshman frat boy who was remarkably proud of himself as 30 guys high fived him. But really, that’s more of a complement to me than anything else. Haha.
seems to me he matched your classiness level.
