Pete One-Shots

Pete da Prick

"Molly, if I have to hear you mention how big you think Davidson's dick is, I swear I'm gonna-"

"Suck it?". 

My eyes slid to the goliath that is known as Pete Davidson and his boys as they sniggered behind me as they headed to the kitchen to fill their cups again from the keg.

I was seated opposite my best mate Molly at the kitchen table. The house party had been going on for at least four hours and these muppets decided to show up. 

I face palmed myself and shook my head. How me managed to sneak up at the wrong time always baffled me. Almost as much as Molly's obsession with what she thought Pete's dick looked like...well she had a fascination with practically any guy and their mini me's. Consider her a inside scoop, dick connoisseur.

"I got big dick energy girl" Pete grinned as he leaned on the table with both hands, then standing up and grabbing himself through his jeans. Molly laughed and in my inebriated state, I cut straight to the chase.

"Well, show us then!" I yelled, taking another shot of whatever Molly had just slid to me after coming back from the kitchen. I groaned as the liquid only lightly burned going down my throat. I mean, at least it wasn't as bad as it tasted five or six shots ago.

Pete snickered and eyed me up and down. I wanted nothing more than for him to move along and bug someone else at the party but here he was, funnily enough, getting closer and closer to my face.

I stood straight up and mumbled that I had to go to the bathroom. "You don't wanna VIP private viewing session!" I heard Pete yell over the music "I'll even let you TOUCH it"  and the sound of his mates cracking up with laughter as I just waved my hand over my shoulder and went in search of the damn toilet because as soon as I stood up, the flood gates went and filled my bladder up.

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I don't even remember how long I was in the bathroom. I swear I had temporarily blacked out just looking at myself in the mirror while washing my hands. 

I was drying my hands when I heard a knock at the door. "Inside dick scoop, I'm here to answer any questions you may have ma'am".

"I believe your interview with Molly is downstairs you ass!" 

I shook my head as Pete began knocking on the door even louder and more frequently when I didn't reply.