John started to take off his shirt, and took his perfectly sculpted body and danced around the pole, I watched, then immediately got chills down my spine as Quin has just winked at me.
Fuck, i'm hard.
My sight was a little blurry as I headed off to the bathroom.
I straded over to the bathroom, and all of sudden I bump into this random girl.
"Dammit!, You got whiskey on my clothes!," I yelled.
"Sorry, I didn't see you!," she exclaimed.
"Whatever!," I said and headed closer to the bathroom.
I walked into the bathroom and I felt so sick.
Grabbing the paper towel and wetting it, I proceded to wipe the whiskey off of my shirt.
Cleaning up as best as I could, I headed out the door, still wasted as fuck.
As I walked out of the bathroom, I saw that Quin was standing right in front of me.
"Hey, you and me lets... fu... fuck," I nearly moaned at him.
"Clark, you're fucking drunk, I cant," I heard him say.
"What do you mean, i'm...I...not...dr...unk. Fine then, I'll just ask john,"
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"God I can't control myself around you, you're so hot", Quin moans.
"less talking more grindin-aaAAGH", I couldn't help it as Quin bit my neck.
"what were you gonna say kitten?" Quin asks smirkingly,
"S-stop calling me tha-aaGHH" Quin started sucking on my neck hard.
"That's gonna leave a mark~" he replies, continuously grinding and biting in a rhythmic way making his way from my neck to my lips
"Let's take this to the bedroom" Oh shit, I thought, this is moving too fast. Should I tell him to stop? ..Wait a minute I'm drunk, I shouldn't think like this "Take me now", I said.
Quin struggles to open the door and get us both out the door cause at this point he's carrying an undersized gay teenager to the bedroom of a house party to take his V-card. Remembering how to open a door is the least of his problems
Any way, we rush out of the bathroom, lightning quick, when suddenly a figure emerges from the stairs leading into the hallway where me and quin have been trying to manoeuvre to find a bedroom, and that figure was none other the the six foot five hunk of muscle named Johnathan MacLntosh.
"Quin have you seen clar-"
Quin and I freeze in the middle of the hallway, half way through our little face sucking session while john stares and us from the other side of the hallway
"Looks like you found him"
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If I were to give you a list of places I would be today, noway would it say 'in between the two hottest jocks in school'
John was on top of me sucking on the left side of my neck grabbing onto my legs, and quin was laying underneath me biting on the right side grabbing onto my waist so no part of me was touching the bed.
The party still raging on down stairs, music booming coming up the hallway but even if I were sober nothing would matter right now cause I couldn't feel anything right now except for the rocking of my world, in which is currently going on in the bedroom of the poor saps who is throwing this party's bedroom
"John this doesn't feel right I think we should stop before his first time is spoiled" quin says
"Maybe your right I think he's half asleep anyway" Quin gets up and picks up Clark off the bed
"We can't take him back to his place and definitely not mine so.."
"We'll go to my place then" quin said
YOU ARE READING
Three Course Meal (BxBxB)
Casuale"If I were to give you a list of places I thought I would be today, Noway would it say 'in between the two hottest jocks in school'" Clark has a problem, he can't get them to leave him alone, will this work out for the better or the worse?
