In the heart of the frat house, a secret society of gay brothers gathers for a late-night game of pool. But this isn't your average game of stripes and solids. The rules are simple: the first one to make a shot must remove an article of clothing. As the table fills with naked, tattooed bodies, the game turns into a competition of who can hold out the longest. The tension builds, and soon, the pool cues are discarded, replaced by wandering hands and hungry mouths. The room fills with the sounds of wet, sloppy sucking and the smack of sweaty skin as the frat boys give in to their desires, fucking hard and raw under the dim glow of the table's lights.