A Different Kind Of Love

Late Night Munchies

"Mike. Hey Mike. Michael are you dead or something? Wake up dude."

I slowly opened my eyes. Bright lights consumed me and all I saw was white for a few brief seconds. Once my view came into focus, I realized that I was on Jonathan's couch. I tried getting up but a sharp pain in my head stopped me from making any progress.

"Ouch! Ah shit, my head."

"Stay down man. Relax."

"What happened?"

"Well, after you put Girls Gone Wild into the PlayStation, you started jerking off and came after five minutes. You smashed your face on the ground and I thought you fainted. A few seconds later you got up. It was weird because you just started staring a the TV and started mumbling under your breath but you were blushing. It freaked me out because after that, you made a few weird body movements and then hit the ground again.

After that you started running around the house with your dick out just hanging and I swear that was the funniest shit I had ever seen in my life. You finally stopped and landed on the couch and I just left you there and enjoyed myself until you woke up. I almost wish that I had recorded you, but it was pretty freaky."

"Damn. That sucks." I said.

My stomach grumbled. My eyes averted to the coffee table with the plate of cookies.

"Hey I got a case of the munchies. Can you pass me some cookies from the table?"

"By any chance", Jonathan began, "did you eat one of those cookies earlier?"

"Yeah why?"

He started laughing. "Shit no wonder! Those are pot cookies. Didn't they have a weird taste?" He was laughing even harder now.

"Well warn me next time."

My headache grew along with my hunger and obviously some more pot cookies weren't going to help me in any way. I got up from the couch, realized my pants were down and quickly pulled them back up, then went into the kitchen and ate whatever I could find.

I made a ham sandwich and got a bag of potato chips along with a coke. I went back into the living room and that's when I saw it.

What I saw was slightly disturbing but also funny. What I saw was Peter once again, but this time he was real. What he was doing disturbed me even more because he was jerking off by the window to both of us just like he did in my little drug hype. He realized that I saw him and that only motivated him to go faster.

"Hey Jonny, look out the window. Do you see what I see?"

He looked and began to shake his head.

"This fucking kid man I swear. What is he twelve?"

He turned and went up to his room. I followed soon after and I heard a slight thud shortly after I left the living room.

"So umm... tell me why you have pot cookies in your house."

"Simple. They help me relax."

We entered his room and closed the door behind us.