TFIL: One Shots of Joy

#Solby : 21 {Smut}

I love this song, it's so old, but I fucking love it. Also, this is a smut-shot, leave if you're unable to handle lemons, gay sex scenes, smut, sex, mentions, and implications of sexual activity, etc etc.

Honestly, I don't care if you're not 18+, have fun reading this. xD Also, I recommend listening to the song above, his voice is literally molten sex <3

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There was alcohol, lots and lots of alcohol.

Let's just say that Elton was prepared for Sam's 21st Birthday, and ultimately aware of the following consequences.

He was prepared for the blonde boy to have migraines and a terrifying headache for his aftermath; He bought painkillers, ibuprofen, all sorts of meds to kill it off.

Sam wasn't sure what he was going to try first, honestly.

There was vodka, whiskey, rum. He spotted at least five different brands of whiskey, a few ingredients relevant to tequila.

"Elton, isn't this a bit... much?"

"Absolutely not, you're getting wasted tonight."

Sam hesitated, "I don't think I can handle all this."

"There's no camera, Samuel, just drink."

The blonde male glared at Elton, "What do I start with? There's German wine, Russian Rum, why do we have Dutch whiskey?"

"I need to know what kind of alcohol you prefer."

"Why?"

The bearded male rolled his eyes, "Just pick one to try, Sam!"

The blue-eyed male sighed and glanced to the doorway, his group of close friends were watching him closely.

Sam pointed at the tallest, brightest colored bottle of alcohol there was.

Elton beamed brightly and clicked the top off, he grabbed a nice round plate of shot glasses from the cupboard.

"How long have we had those?"

"I've been hiding them for a good month or so. I am ready for your birthday, okay? You're getting fucking wasted."

Colby stepped forward and grinned, "Have fun drinking, I'm going out to Tender Greens with Brennen."

"No you're not, you can drink. Your birthday is going to be in a couple months."

The brunette rolled his eyes, "I drank whiskey in Japan. I don't need another migraine."

Elton shook his head, "We have more drinks here and besides, I need to find your preference in alcohol, too. Your Sam's other half, come on~"

Colby sighed and shrugged, "Fine, fine."

Sam grabbed one of the shot glasses, carefully bringing it up in the air level with his face, "What is this?"

"Roseberry Russian Rum," Corey read off the label, holding the bottle and staring with wide eyes at one of the shots, "Dude, I need to try this."

"You chose one of the strongest drinks first," Elton chuckled at the other's sour expression to the scent.

Colby sniffed the aroma and flinched back, "Woah."

"On three!"

Scotty grinned at them from across the counter, grabbing himself a shot, too.

Several other people were there from David's vlogs and Heath's channel, there were a scattered few there who were offhand friends of Sam and Colby.