The Lord of the Library

Chapter Twenty

Fresh was too drunk to care if the 'girl' turned out to be PJ. He was too drunk to care. He squeezed his ass, smirking.

"You can slap it~" PJ winked. He probably had too many shots already, but he didn't care.

"Oh, you just want my hands on you, you sexy bastard~" Fresh spun PJ slightly, one hand still on his ass and the other rubbing PJ's thigh. "You seem horny, you little slut~"

"I don't know, Petite Bite~ I've heard you have a little dick~" PJ laughed to himself, a bit too drunk to think straight.

"I don't~ I can show you~" Fresh cooed.

PJ grabbed his hand, dragging him to the dance floor, "First, come on, let's party!"

PJ didn't know how, but the next thing he knew, he and Fresh were on a table. Dancing. Together. They weren't the only ones, many people were on tables. 

But they were together. Laughing and dancing together.

And then they were at the bar. Drinking and laughing more. Fresh was pretty funny. He didn't know how PJ laughed so hard yet so cutely, but he liked it. He liked making him laugh. They liked laughing together.

"Okay kids, after this, I'm gonna have to cut you off. Go swim in the pool, or something." The bartender Gauge paid gave them each a last bottle of alcohol.

They downed the bottles and ran to the pool. A small group of kids were skinny dipping, too drunk to care about how they looked. 'Alcohol really is liquid courage!' Fresh thought, seeing how confident everyone was with their bodies. Sure, some of them were still wearing their festive clothes, but that was because they were drunk and didn't know how to get out of it. Others were only in their underwear.

Fresh stripped down to his underwear, feeling the cold air surround him. PJ threw off his boots.

"Hey!" PJ exclaimed as Fresh picked him up and jumped in.

People laughed, but not at PJ. With PJ. He laughed as well, floating in the water. People splashed him and he slashed them as they slashed each other as well. It was fun. 

It was nice to have people to have fun with.

After a while, PJ climbed out of the pool. His dress was even tighter, and Fresh couldn't help but stare. PJ squeezed the water from his hair, legs crossed.

Fresh sat next to him, his legs from the knees down being in the cold water. PJ looked so beautiful, sitting next to him. He opened his beautiful eyes, looking Fresh up and down. 

Fresh leaned in slightly, holding PJ's face. The dark skinned male blushed brightly, quickly leaned in, wrapping his arms around Fresh's neck, instantly putting him into a make out session. 

PJ felt Fresh's tongues dominate his mouth, making him moan. Fresh out his hand on PJ's thigh, squeezing it slightly.

After a few minutes, Fresh pulled away to let PJ breath. He whined, wanting Fresh to give him more.

PJ rubbed his thighs together, drooling and panting needily. Fresh felt his face exploded and he felt his boxers tightening.

"Come on!" Fresh grabbed him by the waist, pulling him up.

"Where are we going?" PJ asked as he was dragged away.

"To have some fun!" Fresh replied, holding PJ's hand, dragging him away.

"W-what does t-that m-mean?" PJ blushed brightly. 

Fresh didn't reply. He quickly threw open the door before turning to PJ hungrily. He panted like an animal, grabbing PJ's waist, pulling him close.

PJ shivered. He had been sobering up slightly, and couldn't help but get turned on from this.

"You are such a slut~ You wore such small clothing, I hate it!~" Fresh licked his lips.

"I-I'm sorry..." PJ looked down.

"Everyone gets to see your body, I can't take it! I'll show you what happens when you're showing everyone my property~" Fresh smirked, still panting.

"W-what..?" PJ felt his face burning with blush.

"That's right~ Now, I have to claim you~ I have to make sure no one tries touching what's mine~" Fresh smirked.

"W-what are you doing?!" PJ yelped as Fresh picked him up and throwing him over his shoulder. He slapped PJ's ass before throwing him onto the bed.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy it as well~ I need to claim my property, dear~"

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