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Haven’t been to a party like this in a while. The party Greg threw at the end of senior year was probably the last one. Even that was the country version of this. This is loud and there are people crowded everywhere. I chug my beer as I make my way through the house. By the time I find the kitchen, where there’s crappy-looking pizza and a thousand flavors of chips, my beer is gone. In the adjacent dining room, there’s a game of beer pong going on.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see someone run over to me. It’s one of the girls from earlier.
“Hey there, you showed up. I thought you were super cute earlier.”
“Uh, thanks,” I say.
She grimaces and shakes her head. “You look sad. You know what you need?Shots!” She quickly pours us tequila shots. She shoves one in my hand and clinks her glass against mine.
Why the fuck not?
I down it.
And then several more.
I wanted the ache to stop. It has. Most everything has stopped.
The girl and her two friends drag me over to the dance floor. The friends ask where Joel and Miles are. Still no fucking idea. Now I care a lot less.
After dancing for a while and doing several more shots, I’m drunk. I’ve never been drunk before. It’s both terrifying and freeing.
Why the fuck not?is my mantra right now.
Another shot and then the girl leads me somewherequieter.
Which ends up being her room.
She closes the door behind her and shoves me against it. Then she kisses me.
I may be drunk, but warning bells go off in my brain.
I shake my head. “I should go,” I slur.
She squints at me, then takes off her top.
I can fully admit she’s attractive. She’s thin with dirty blonde hair and average sized boobs. She’s wearing a lacy bra. I could easily have my way with her. But I don’t want that. My brain keeps repeating it, but my dick is starting to disagree.
That’s when she moves in closer, slides her hand across my stomach, right at the edge of my waistband.
Fuck.
My dick springs to life, completely betraying my brain.
My breath catches and she smiles to herself.
She pushes me against the door and drops to her knees, making my dick grow harder.
My brain is currently cursing out my dick, but it doesn’t care. Especially when she pulls down the waistband of my sweats, followed by my boxers, and takes me deep into her mouth.
Fuck.
“You like that?” she asks with her mouth full… of me.
What are you doing?my brain screams at me.
But then she starts sucking hard and I can’t hear my brain anymore. My hormones have taken over.
It’s not a terrible blow job. I mean nothing compares to—
