On The Ice (boyxboy)

four

a/n- okay i just reread my story and oh my is it cringy. also it's really not written as well as i thought it was. i apologize for all the mistakes and cringy mess but i promise it'll get better.

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OLLIES POV

The walk to brodies house was quiet. He doesn't live far from me, at least 5 blocks.

I come up to a curb near his house and I can hear the music thumping. The house comes into view, a two story, white house, with kids spilling out and red Solo cups across the front lawn.

I stroll up to the front porch and high five people as I walk in. Some congratulate me on the win and I thank them with that.

The hard smell of alcohol wafts up into my nose. I don't necessarily drink a lot, just at the few parties we have. Normally it isn't a lot, but today just feels like it needs to be. I feel tense.

Walking to the back of the house where the kitchen is, I find Charlie kissing Ronny against the wall. Normally when Ronny goes around kissing other guys it doesn't do anything, but seeming as it's Charlie it just upsets me. I don't know why, I'm probably just jealous he got that he got her, even though I dislike the girl.

Brodie comes up to me and wraps his arm around my shoulder. "Wassup man! Glad you could make it." He says with the drink he's holding spilling over a little bit. He's had at least a few cups, with how wobbly his steps are.

"Hey man." I say back. "Where's Colin?"

"Upstairs with some birdie. She's an absolute beauty, you know? Daphne, the red head with the fat ass." He replies

"Ahh yeah. She something aint she?" I think and try to remember who Daphne is. She's the quiet girl that sits in the back of my chemistry class. Who knew she was into all that. I never would've guessed.

Brodie takes another gulp of his drink and leads me to the island with all the alcohol. "I'll just take some beer." I say to brodie, not wanting anything harder.

"I gotchu man." He pours some beer into a red cup and hands me it. His breath wafting into my face, smelling of lots of alcohol. I internally fold into myself. I never really liked alcohol all that much.

I take my drink and walk to the living room. I notice Charlie and Ronny no longer making out, and I'm thankful for that.

People are jumping and dancing in the living room. Just drunken fun. A brown haired, doe eyed girl comes up and asks me to dance. She's probably about 5'3, making me look down seeming as I'm 6'0.

I dance with her, she's grinding her round ass into my groin. Trying to get a rise out of me. I move my head to her ear and kiss underneath it. She spins around in my arms and kisses me. I kiss her back and she pushes her tongue through my lips and into my throat. I try not to cringe at that. I've noticed I've never really been a fan of kissing, but kissing is all I've ever done with the ladies.

I grab her fingers and pull her to the stairs, where I'm leading her to hopefully an open bedroom. I think she'll be up for what I want to try, or at least get to experience and maybe I'll be just like my friends. Obviously it must be consensual but I don't think there will be an issue seeming as she's grabbing the belt loops of my jeans. "Hurry up mister. I need you now." She says loud enough for everyone on this damn staircase to hear.

We reach the top of the stairs and I see a door and go right to it. Luckily enough it's empty and there's a full sized bed in the middle of the room.
I didn't get a good look of whatever else was in the room before she pushed me against the doorway and attacked my mouth again. She strong for only being 5'3.