A Fall with Stan

Untitled Part 6

After the awkward conversation in the car, the four of us went to Stan's house and play video games. Stan and Kyle were on the couch with the controllers while Kenny and I sat on the floor with snacks from the convenience store.

Like old times.

The game we were watching was Far Cry 5. The graphics were even more realistic than the previous ones, and the battle scenes were badass. I couldn't wait for my turn.

"Dude, this gameplay is much complex than the last one," Kenny said as he sips a can beer, knee against his chest.

"I still think Far Cry 4 had a better storyline," Kyle replied, pressing button uncontrollably. I had to agree with the Jew on that one.

Kenny tsked in respond and watched the gameplay in silence.

"Stan, can I borrow this game? I want to play it every Saturday." I turned to the raven behind me. He looked even more beautiful with a game controller in his hands.

"Of course. Maybe you and I can play it together next time." I nodded shyly, face redded at the idea. I like playing video games with Stan alone.

We smiled at each other until Kenny clears his voice, breaking our interaction.

"I'm gonna take a piss."

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After eight hours of video gaming and taking turns, the four of us went home. Well, Kenny and I were going to my place and smoke weed. It's our secret hangout; just the two of us smoking and drinking cheap whiskey.

We sat on mine mattress on our backs and stared at the ceiling while smoking and drinking. I feel like I am in a different universe.

"Feeling high, yet?" Kenny asked, puffing round smokes in the air. I can already tell he was high as fuck. His blue eyes were glassy and his breath reek alcohol.

I took a long smoke of the weed and exhaled sharply. It takes a while for me to get high.

"Not yet but I'm feeling sluggish."

Kenny giggled at my slurred respond, eyes half-lidded. I didn't know what happened next when he looks at me with a devious smile and leans toward my face. Before I could comprehend what was happening, Kenny pressed his lips against mine and kissed me.

My heart was racing out of my chest. My best friend was making out with me! And to top it off I was enjoying it.

I immediately put the weed in an ashtray beside me, continuing kissing the drunken blond in front. Kenny climbed on top of me, biting my lip with his chipped teeth.

I hungrily slide my tongue into his mouth, tasting weed, beer, and Skittles he had earlier.

Kenny moaned breathily, wrestling my tongue with his.

God, this feels so good.

After minutes of tongue kissing and lip biting, we broke the kiss and grasping for air.

Kenny seemed to be unaware of what just happened when he looks at me with a satisfied smile.

"That was fucking hot." His voice slurred, intoxicated. He kissed the tip of my nose. "Maybe next time we can take it to the next level."