I was just another dude at the party walking up and seeing all these people here. I knew that I was better. I had the most drip of all these minuscule people around me. And then ✨he✨ walked in. His beautiful butt chin was crafted like he was a God himself. His drip was even more than me. He was wearing supreme and Gucci. Not to be rude I greeted him and he stared into my lonely soul. He looked at me like I was nothing. I knew he had more drip than me but I couldn't admit it. I always carried my speaker in the hallways and blasted Nicki Minaj. I had to be the drippiest of them all. I knew he was my enemy from the moment I laid eyes on him. Throughout the party, I snook glances at him. He knew I was looking at him and he was looking at me. We both were aware of our drip. We knew we had to settle this. I went to get some drinks for myself. Of course, I was the lone wolf alpha at this party and he acknowledged that. We both got drunk off the ice and drip that we had along with some shots. But then the time came. I had to challenge him. 😈Peter Griffin. 😈 He and I took ourselves outside. We had to fight over who could win the ice battle. I would have to win this battle. Of course, I was Goku I would win. We then started the battle. I started I pulled out my gold chains. Peter Griffin in all his glory and his beautifully sculpted chin and ass pulled out a DIAMOND CHAIN. I was in utter shock. I knew I had more drip. Was he hiding his drip for my sake? I then pulled out the supreme hoodie that I had tied around my slim waist. All the bystanders in this drip battle said DAMNNN in unison. But he out did me. He pulled out his Yeezy's and a supreme hoodie I was done for. I had to admit defeat at that point. I knew I couldn't outdo the drip that Yeezy's had. I then said the words. I'm not gonna be dripping I'm drowning. Peter Griffin looked at me a scoffed. I was angered to say the least. Even though I was being mocked I blushed my face was too many shades of red. He glanced at me later on and I took another shot. One after another these shots stocked up. I was trashed. Everyone left and I was on the couch. A shadow was over me. It was none other than Peter Grifin himself. In all his glory he asked if I needed help. I unconsciously responded yeah you. I didn't know what I was saying. He smirked and laughed a hearty laugh. 🥶 I was entranced by his eyes. We slowly started inching our mouths closer and closer together. And then he kissed me. The drippiest man at the party kissed me. I was in shock. He then traced his hand up my shirt. And continued to kiss me. He then ended the hot kiss and took off my shirt. And then I noticed. He already had his shirt and pants off. I then looked at his body. It was perfect. He had abs and a massive throbbing member that was showing through the outline of his underwear. Then I noticed I was naked 😏. I was undressed and blushed and covered my face in embarrassment. He then said it was okay. We then kissed and he slowly started to inject himself into me. I started panting and moaning. It felt good, to say the least. He continued to kiss me and it felt even better. I could feel him pulsing inside me. He grunted and I saw his face. It was something else. He looked even better than before even without his drip he was stunning. We both finished together and then I noticed I made a mistake. He then stated," Don't you dare leave baby girl You're now the drippiest man's bitch." I didn't know how to respond to this. He grabbed my waist and said you're never leaving me. I not only lost my drip that day but my virginity.
