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The ghost of Beta Rho Omega
Jeff and Scott were standing in front of a hovel. It must have been an impressive house once. But the broken porch, the half-collapsed roof, the broken windows, it was all pitiful. And all in such an excellent location. The university campus was around the corner, with a few remaining fraternity houses in the neighborhood, but the majority of them were investment properties such as student residences, boarding houses and office buildings, with coffee shops and co-working spaces on the first floors. Not exactly their world. Jeff and Scott were the children of laborers, their children were laborers. In their minds, students were freeloaders and ne'er-do-wells. And in many cases, even voters for the Democrats. As I said: Not their world!
Their job today was to clear out the wreckage, tear down the porch and prepare the construction site for the excavators that would arrive tomorrow to clear the way for a new Starbucks or something. They didn't need to unlock the door, and they didn't have a key anyway. A powerful kick was enough. And the rotten wood gave way with a crash. A cat fled screaming from the dark room, which smelled musty. The young colleagues would have put on face masks by now. Wimps, Jeff thought to himself. They shone flashlights around the room. It looked as if a farewell party had been held many years ago and then the building had been abandoned. Beer bottles and weathered pizza boxes could still be seen in the thick dust. The furniture was covered in droppings from pigeons, cats and other animals. Scott went to a window and forcefully pushed it and the shutters off their rusty hinges. Fresh air! Thank God! And light that offered an even better view of the chaos. Part of the ceiling had come down. Water damage. The wallpaper was hanging in shreds from the walls. The only thing that looked surprisingly clean and intact was a large banner above the fireplace “verum homines olet, verum homines amant odor verus hominum”. Scott asked what that meant. Jeff replied if he looked like that, would he speak Spanish.
The two of them searched the first floor. The stairs leading upstairs didn't look like they could withstand two massive workmen. They would need a ladder. The kitchen smelled like rotten food and animal droppings. There were pictures hanging in a hallway. Some of them were a little yellowed. But surprisingly, the frames of the pictures were dust-free. On the frames were brass plates with names on them. And in front of each one was always the same: “Bro of the Month” and a date. Some of the plates were from the 50s, some from the 70s, some from the 90s. There must have been many more pictures in the past.
The shadows of the missing pictures could be seen on the wall. The last two Bros of the Month whose pictures were still hanging were called Jeff and Scott. And the Bros, who, like the other shirts, had BPO printed on them, clearly looked like what Jeff and Scott would have looked like if they had spent their high school days in the gym and on the football field. Jeff and Scott turned pale. Pale like the freshly painted wall behind them. Shit, Jeff had to throw up, was there a bathroom around here? He opened the nearest door.
White tiles, urinals, toilet boxes. Jackpot! He opened a box and broke into the toilet bowl. Shit, shit, something was wrong! Yes, there were puddles of piss and obviously more than one guy had jerked off here. But everything was in good condition. “Bro, everything okay in there?” Was that Scott? His voice sounded different. Younger. Deeper. ”Dude, are you jerking off? Or why is it taking so long?”
Jeff went back to the hallway. The guy standing there was probably Scott. With longer hair. And somehow… younger! Had he changed his clothes? Or had he been wearing the overalls all along? And damn it, why wasn't he wearing a helmet or a T-shirt. And Scott stank! Of sweat and musk. Shit, shit, shit! Scott raised an arm and scratched the back of his head. Like the Scott in the picture “Bro of the Month.” He inhaled the stench from his hairy armpit. A deep cave between large pectoral muscles and impressive biceps and triceps. Was Jeff seriously getting a boner? Scott began to knead the bulge in his crotch with the hand that wasn't scratching his head. “You like what you see, bro?” Why did Scott talk like that? “Bro,” that's what young, stupid college students called each other. Not workers. Like Jeff and… Were they workers? Scott had been his buddy since high school. Most successful quarterback in ten years. And he himself… Wasn't he… Right, the linebacker. Shit, maybe he'd just had too much to drink yesterday. Jeff flexed his pecs. He knew that made Scott hot. ”Of course I like it, bro! How about you? Do you like it?” On Jeff's naked chest, beads of sweat glistened in the chest hair. Scott lowered his dungarees and freed his cock from the yellowed and encrusted jockstrap. With one hand he jerked his cock, with the other he worked Jeff's right nipple. Jeff moaned, unbuttoned the waistband of his trousers Scott pushed Jeff back to the toilets and pushed him against a wall. He spat on his dick and began to insert it into Jeff's ass. Shit, why couldn't the two of them be together for half an hour without having sex?
Last night's party had gotten out of hand again. Like almost every party at Beta Rho Omega. Jeff and Scott were on garbage duty this time. Damn, a few of the chairs in the dining hall had been broken. That happened quite often, too; the BPO members were the biggest guys on campus. The alumni were used to writing regular checks for new furniture. The guys from Rho Epsilon Epsilon Kappa across the street had really overdone it again two years ago; their house had to be completely renovated. But hey, that was the neighborhood: a bunch of frat houses where big, dumb guys competed to see who could throw the best parties. A few went to college. But they were just a few nerds.
Pics by @ki-kink, inspiration by @rowdy317
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shy!Sid and frat!Geno AU! They meet the summer before Geno's senior year of high school (they're in different schools) when Sid stumbles into Geno's family's shop, trying to hide from bullies. Poor Sid's all frazzled and stuttering, apologizing to MamaMalkin and trying to blned into the wallpaper when Geno comes out of the backroom. Sid almost hyperventilates from fear (it's conditioned response now, to meeting jock-boys, especially those bigger than him, not that words aren't worse/just as bad)
Geno’s a big fluffy marshmellow though, and MamaMalkin and PapaMalkin are just as sweet, so they get poor Sid calmed down, and he’s all blushy and adorably shy. Geno is CHARMED! Que Geno and Sid monage of doing stuff together, being sweet and ADORABLE and falling in love. Geno finds out what hell Sid’s life has been with bullying, and does his best to help by always being there for him, and giving him a safe place at the shop (Sid’s parents are also lovely and supportive). But then there is college, and Sid get more and more worried, and maybe tried to wean himself from Geno and all the safeness and the love. After all, Geno’s going to college in a different state and why would he stay with Sid when there’s all these cool new college people to meet? (Sid’s gotten better at beliving in himself since meeting Geno, and he does trust Geno, but years of bullying and having his trust violated doesn’t let go that easily, sometimes he backslides) Geno’s confused and hurt, but he figures itout, and is all “Silly, Sid. I love you, I love you for life. You’re coming to same college as me. You visit, I visit, and next year we’re together again. We’ll share a room, and after college we get married and have 10 babies!"
Sid cries, and vows to be the best student ever to make sure he gets into Geno’s college (it’s the only one he applies to, if he doesn’t get in, he’ll just move there and work at the mini-mart ok? this is true love). The parents are a bit sceptical about the whole marriage bit, but they also know that the boy love each other, and are good to each other so they’re okay with it. But no wedding until after graduation, boys! (of course they didn’t say whose (or which) graduation) There are promise rings involved here… Senior year is really hard for Sid, the bullying isn’t any better and Geno is far away, but at least he has something to look forward to. A lot of his progress backslides, but he manages to hide it until Geno’s home for Christmas when Genofind out.
There are tears and kisses and soft, snugly boy (and maybe some threats of violence towards the bullies). It gets a bit better after the new year because Sid and Geno has managed to save up for Sid to visit Geno a few times. Geno has really, really missed Sid, but he’s made some great friends at college/frat (who get to hear all about the lovely, sweet, adorable, blushy etc Sid). Of course Sid gets into the college, and he skypes Geno crying with joy. Geno is of course over the moon.
Sid and Geno both decide to take classes in the summer term, mostly to get Sid as far away from the bullies as possible, and they live in a happy little summer bubble until fall term starts, and things get even better. Cue four years of growing love, frat chirps and pranks, Sid growing into himself, Geno getting even more marshmallowy, and their friends and their lives just being lovely. Then it’s marriage and 10 kids. Someone please write 200k words for this idea? Pretty please? *is hopeful*-
omg but can you imagine Geno, Frat President legend, is touring the campus with his husband, with a toddler in his arms. Sidney is leaning on Geno’s arm, looking at the letters on the Rho Epsilon Nu house, sighing, “The frat house still hasn’t changed.”
“Still look gross, you mean,” Geno says. “Agreed.”
“Hey, you lost?” a student says, his shirt identifying him as a Rho Ep. “They’re doing campus tours at the student center down the street.”
“Oh, no,” Geno says. “I use to live here. Just walk down memory lane.”
“Dude, no way,” the Rho Ep says. “You were a brother?” He glances at Sidney. “You too?”
“No,” Sidney says. “I’m his husband. But I kind of. Uh. I spent a lot of time at the Rho Ep house.”
“No–fu–frickin’ way,” the guy says excitedly, looking apologetically at the toddler in Geno’s arms. “Are you two Geno and Sid? Geno led Rho Ep to first place every Greek Week since he became president. Your names are carved on the backyard porch. You’re legends.”
“We didn’t carve it, Flower did,” Sidney says. “After we repeatedly told him not to.”
“Is it true that once you got so drunk you passed out on the front lawn and then woke up in time for you 9 AM midterm?” the student asks, as Geno tries to shush him.
“Geno, what?”
Geno’s shaking hands with the student and patting him on the back hurriedly. “Wow, so late now, can’t come in visit, need go, bye bye!” as the student says in confusion, “But it’s 1:30 in the afternoon.”
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Wallpaper Shop In RHO I
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