"Don't kill her now, just when we've gone to all that trouble to rescue her' said Jeffrey"
-Jeanna Birdsall
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Jason
"Shut your fucking mouth, Lex!" I yelled, the party quietening down. The room immediately filling with rumours of a fight. Which I was not opposed to.
Lex Fisk was the most insufferable person on the goddamn planet.
"Or what, Jason? You gonna chop my head off with an axe and feed it to your fucking babysitter?" Lex sneered, his smirk accentuating his punchable face tenfold.
"Yeah, I just might. But I think it would be better if I chopped off your other head - the amount of STD's will drop significantly"
I heard a collective giggle at my comment, the guys on my team letting out a stream of 'oooh's' 'ayyyyy's' and 'burnsss'. The sounds making me feel a little bit proud of my comeback.
"Oh, right. I keep forgetting that you always get my sloppy seconds. How's Fran by the way?"
This time I did punch him. Right. In. The. Fucking. Jaw. His head swung back from the impact, but before I could pull my hand back, he'd already sent another one my way. Hitting me on the side of my face. But before either of us could retaliate, Mike and Jesse had a strong hold of us, keeping us as far away as possible.
Lex swiped the blood away from his lip and sarcastically smiled "Sorry, didn't realise that was still a sensitive topic".
"You better watch your fucking back Lex Fisk" and with that, I walked away. Forcefully shoving Mike from off my shoulders.
It wasn't until an entire bottle of straight vodka found it's way into my liver, that I rejoined the party. My steps now staggered and my words slurred. A pretty blonde took my hand and lead me upstairs, good. This will certainly take my mind off of shitty Lex for the next half hour.
After making our way into some sort of guest room/office, she closed the door. She seemed far less intoxicated than I was, but was far more needy. Her hands immediately finding thier way across my chest and down my back, unbuckling my belt and pulling down my trousers and boxers. My back leaning against the uncomfortable office desk as blondie worked her "magic". In all fairness it wasn't that good. But it was enough to take my mind off of things.
I didn't get to finish though, since someone had burst through the door, the blonde's head immediately stopped bobbing and began to turn to the direction of the door. But I reached out my hand and pulled her face towards my cock again, then gave her a "charming smile". She got the picture and continued - although her cheeks turned a vibrant shade of pink.
If it were any other situation, I wouldn't have encouraged her to continue. The blow job was awful. But being drunk makes you do stupid things, and I could tell from the quick glance I got at the stumbling wanderer - the mess of brown curls atop the man's head - that it was Lex. And I felt the need to show some form of dominance to him in my drunken stupor. So why not do that by making him watch as a girl sucked my dick? And as he stood up from the floor, I watched as his eyes travelled to the scene infront of him. Surprise written all over his features. He then met my eyes.
I held his gaze with a glint of challenge, he just fixed his posture and smirked again. Trying his best to Intimidate me by not looking away. And somehow his gaze made this awful blowjob feel a lot better. I even let out some quiet groans. The noises giving the girl the courage to go faster, and try to go deeper. Even though my dick was way too big for her mouth. She could only fit just over half.
Lex held my gaze for a while, at some point I had barely registered the girls slurping, my focus solely on making Lex feel small. My eyes still narrowed and challenging; his smirk still fixed to his face as he watched.
I finally noticed the girl again when she began to slow down, her jaw clearly beginning to ache. So I told her to stop, thanked her, and put my clothes back on. Walking out the door and past Lex, who I didn't give a sign of recognition as I walked past. I could hear him chuckle manically behind me.
The party appeared to be in full swing when I arrived back in the living room. There were people dancing, singing (if you could call it that) and all of them were highly intoxicated. And I blended in seamlessly with the crowd. Dancing and grinding against many different girls until the announcement of 'the games' played.
Vicki was a regular party hostess, and she'd developed a rule for every party - You must take part in at least one game.
There was always a variety: Beer pong, spin the bottle, truth or dare, 7 minutes in heaven, chug challanges, twister and just dance.
The one I was going to play today was "spin the bottle" since I have an order of games. I'd already participated in the others this month, so spin the bottle was the last on my checklist. My least favourite. I hate the feeling of lips on mine, it just makes me uncomfortable.
I joined the large circle of people, and to my displeasure Lex was sitting across from me.
"Okay people!" Vicki announced "I'm gonna put a spin on the game. It is now.... Spin the bottle mini games!"
We all looked at her in confusion, so she huffed and began to explain the rules. We spin a bottle, whoever it lands on will play a couples minigame. So stuff like the 'poki challange' and giving lapdances. So basically making it a mix of fun and sexual.
A girl I didn't know spun first, we could all tell she was aiming for it to land on Lex - but to her dismay she had to give Jesse a lapdance.
Next was George, another guy from my team. He landed on a girl named Rosie, I only remember her name cuz of her way too vibrant red hair. They had to play "truths: strip or drink". George ended up naked.
And after a few more rounds it was my turn. The bottle spun endlessly, almost in slow motion as it turned and turned and turned, gravitated towards the one person I really didn't want to get. And then it stopped, directly in front of Lex fucking Fisk.
Viki squealed with delight, mine and Lex's heads snapping immediately in her direction, waiting for the virdict.
"You're going to play Gay Chicken!"
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