Just So You Know (boyxboy)

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[ Max ]

The path leading to Ronnie's house was anything but quiet as I parked in the dewy grass.

"You ready, Maxey?" Nathan, my best friend, hit my arm with eagerness.

"Yeah, man." I nodded.

Ronnie always threw the greatest parties. And she knew how to make a profit from them, she charged if you planned on getting shit faced, and charged even more if you planned on getting laid.

We left my truck and made our way to Ronnie's front door. Red solo cups were thrown everywhere, littering her front yard. Nathan pounded his fist against the front door.

"Shit, she probably can't hear you." I concluded.

"You're probably right." He smirked.

"I usually am." I smirked right back.

A few minutes later, the front door opened and Ronnie stood in front of the doorway. "Wassup broskis?" We laughed and were taken back by the smell of the alcohol as it burst through to us. "Keys and fees, boys." Ronnie shook a glass bowl filled with at least 20, maybe 30 pairs of keys and held out her hand.

"I'm the DD." I said, clutching my keys in my pocket.

"But, I do plan on doing everything tonight." I watched as Nathan yanked his wallet from the back of his jeans and tossed the in the palm of Ronnie's hand. "And I'm off. See you later." He pushed passed her and was quickly lost in the sea of people.

Ronnie, Nate, and I had been best friends since second grade. Ronnie stands 4'11" and doesn't look a day over fourteen. Nate and I, we look like polar opposites of each other and that's because we are. We're both at least 6', and Nate's decently built thanks to football and baseball. I, on the other hand, was a little more awkwardly lanky.

Lights flashed, music boomed, people were getting frisky. I seen girls with tits hanging out, beer pong, smoking bongs, everything. Where was Nathan? Surely not too far behind the girls exposing themselves.

I sighed and dropped down on the couch. At least three couples were making out next to me. I spotted Nate letting a girl grind all over him as he downed a beer. Another girl whisked him away and Nate was all over her in seconds.
A brunette girl came and straddled my lap. I couldn't smell any alcohol on her so she must have been going off of pure confidence.

Good for her.

She set my hands on her boobs and made me squeeze them. I squeamed, a little uncomfortable, "Wanna join?" She asked, playfully as if she was drunk, and bit her lip; nodding her head in the direction of another brunette girl.

"Threesomes aren't really my thing." I shrugged.

"Awe, please?" She pouted, making my hands cup her breasts harder. "You're so cute, though, and we both want a turn."

"I don't think so."

"Awe." She pouted and got off of me.

Being asked for threesomes at one of Ronnie's parties was an always.

I seen the two of them had found Nathan and were now dragging him away. It wasn't like he put up much of an effort to fight them off.

Another thing that made the two of us different, Nate was an All-Star Lady's Man while I was so far in the closet, boom. Aslan, the Lion from Narnia, was my next door neighbor. I was out to one person, and that was Ronnie. I would've come out to Nate, if I knew how he'd react.

I don't think he'd hate me, but he could be dramatic.

And its not like I'm in love with Nate. As a best friend, sure. We have a pretty serious bromance but as a potential love interest? That's like giving a blind man a coloring book and crayons and telling him he has to color in the lines. Nate had no lines. No boundaries. He saw an opportunity to stick his dick somewhere, whether it be hands, a mouth, a vagina, and he just takes it.