#scummy

🍺•Frat!Cregan is a strange breed.. while others went to college for an education and maybe to gain a bit of lore to tell their kids in the near future, Cregan went to drink everyday and fuck pussy.

🍺•Luckily, Frat!Cregan got a scholarship for his hockey. He didn't have to do much to impress others. Cregan just flexed his muscles and flashed a smirk and he had everyone fooled.

🍺•Well.. not everyone.

🍺•See, Frat!Cregan had one weakness. Nerds.

🍺•He'd never tell anyone, but he got off to anything to do with geeky bitches. He didn't like big business porn that just stuck glasses on a pornstar and played her off as a nerd. No. He liked the real thing.

🍺•There'd been times where he'd purposefully lingered around the library and fisted himself under the table just to the sight of girls doing anything that wasn't just partying and having their tits out 24/7.

🍺•He didn't care if they were ugly or not, if there was anyone that peaked his interest, you bet that he's came to the thought.

🍺•Frat!Cregan swore it was a gift from the gods when he met you. You were Baela's friend from her lectures that she had invited out. She was the only girl and having to sit with her boyfriend, Jacearys, and his pervy best friend, Cregan. (Baela 100% doesn't like Frat!Cregan)

🍺•So she may or may not have invited you along so she didn't have to be near him, but she had no clue that it was actually doing Cregan a favour rather than making him annoyed.

🍺•You weren't really that excited but you owed Baela for the answers last week so you had sucked it up. Both you and Baela believed that Cregan wouldn't even look at you since you were.. well.. you. A nerd. A geek. A weirdo.

🍺•Well, obviously you had both miscalculated.

🍺•Cregan couldn't keep his grubby paws off of you. Every single thought in his head was consumed by you, wanting to fuck you silly right there in the cinema.

🍺•His hands lingered near you for far too long, his eyes never tore from you and his mouth ran with the dirtiest comments, whispering them huskily in your ear.

🍺•Eventually, it was over and you didn't see Cregan for about three weeks. Thank fucking god. But then Baela dragged you back into the situation.

🍺•A party. A fucking party. She didn't want to go alone apparently, so she dragged you. Yip-fucking-ee.

🍺•And of course, Cregan found you again. Whispering things in your ear once more and instead, letting his hands grasp whatever part of your body he could reach.

🍺•After forcing mixtures of alcohol down your throat, he had you cornered, fingers plunged deep inside your core.

🍺•Cregan swears it's the best thing he's ever done in his life. His fingers manoeuvring into your underwear, past your pubic hair that you refused to shave because 'it's winter and you're not trying to impress anyone', and into your heat, curling slightly as he gets knuckle deep.

🍺•Yeah, it was scummy getting you drunk just to finger fuck you into oblivion practically in front of an audience, but Frat!Cregan couldn't give a single shit. In his eyes, this was for his pleasure, not yours, even though you were the one getting fingered.

🍺•Frat!Cregan who pulls his fingers out of you and makes you suck then while he tells you how he's gonna fuck you silly later.

🍺•Frat!Cregan who eventually gets your number and essentially blackmails you with pictures you never knew he took at the party, eyes rolled back and all.

🍺•He uses those pictures to get more out of you, literally having a folder on his phone named 'wank bank' and it's all pictures and videos of you. Innocents and dirty. Ones he's took and ones you've sent him.

🍺•Also, Frat!Cregan would 100% storm into your dorm on your study nights and fuck you silly on top of your notes, some getting drenched in his cum, making you have to start all over again while he watches you in the corner, hand in his pants. I meant what I said that he'll touch himself to anything as long as it's a nerdy chick.