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Back in the summer of 2017, I drank with a friend and two women we'd met at a bar. Well, as you can imagine, our wacky activity led to his apartment complex. Luckily, or should I say conveniently, he lived two blocks down. Ah, yes, friends not only not let friends drink and drive, but they make sure to live in walking distance to a liquor dispensary.
I lived three houses from the bar with my mom.
Not much later, I could sense the energy heating up, and fast! The girls danced to Starboy as we sat together on the sofa. I tried to make small talk with Apollo, but he ignored me and joined them instead. So I started dancing and he reacted, "Don't dance with me, bruh, dance with them!" The girls knew his complex had a pool and begged to take a dip. So we went, bringing our bottle of liquor with us.
The ladies didn't expect swimming on this evening's docket. But they had underwear resembling bikini bottoms. Knowing it was late at night, who would know besides us? We were the only group there. But they kept their shirts on, we didn't.
Apollo was a courageous friend. His spirit could match a Ukrainian during the Revolution of Dignity. He was special! And the scars on his chest told the inspirational story of determination. Ugh, I surely admired him.
Anywho, my buddy removed his swim trunks and held them up to show the ladies. He said, "Hey, look! I'm naked." The girls giggled and embraced one another. I knew I had to match play him.
Nora saw my autistic feedback and warned the group, "Uh-oh."
I removed my shorts and held them up to show my buddy, "Hey, look! I'm naked too."
"Um, don't look at me," he laughed. "Look at them!"
"Bro, my dick is hard, look..." I lifted my dick above the water.
"Don't show me, Jim," he insisted. "Show them!"
After we took a shot of tequila, though I tried to pour his into his mouth, he refused. He poured mine into my mouth with an awkward silence.
Ugh.
He turns his back to the girls while giggling, bends over, and says, "Hey, look! It's a full moon." The ladies shook their heads and Nora gasped, but Mindy turns her back to us and shows her ass by pulling her thong strap out.
"Hey, look!" I showed my buddy my penis again.
He cautiously steps to the ladies, looking back at me, as they back away, still clutching one another playfully. We were all having a good ol'time! I'm now behind him, when, suddenly, I tripped and fell into his backside and tried to catch my balance by grabbing hold of his hips—he shrieked!
"Oops, sorry, buddy, I lost my footing there." I apologized. The ladies stared at him with wide eyes.
"Bruh, the fuck is wrong with you?" Concerned Apollo asked. Then he said, "All night you've been like this with me, I thought we had an understanding?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry, buddy," I apologized again and shook my head in shame. "I know that you had your two gender bloopers removed from your chest, but your vagina keeps reminding me."
"Nothing I can do about that, Jim! I like my vagina but it doesn't like you."
That hurt so badly. It made me sad. The ladies wrinkled their eyebrows at him and comforted me. He pouted; he knew he had injured my feelings. Instead of joining the girls, he took one too many more shots of liquor. Then he joined them!
Long story short, I got to fuck three women that night, booyah!
Unfortunately, as the proverb goes, All Good Things Must Come to an End. The next week,she'd he'd ghosted me.
I lived three houses from the bar with my mom.
Not much later, I could sense the energy heating up, and fast! The girls danced to Starboy as we sat together on the sofa. I tried to make small talk with Apollo, but he ignored me and joined them instead. So I started dancing and he reacted, "Don't dance with me, bruh, dance with them!" The girls knew his complex had a pool and begged to take a dip. So we went, bringing our bottle of liquor with us.
The ladies didn't expect swimming on this evening's docket. But they had underwear resembling bikini bottoms. Knowing it was late at night, who would know besides us? We were the only group there. But they kept their shirts on, we didn't.
Apollo was a courageous friend. His spirit could match a Ukrainian during the Revolution of Dignity. He was special! And the scars on his chest told the inspirational story of determination. Ugh, I surely admired him.
Anywho, my buddy removed his swim trunks and held them up to show the ladies. He said, "Hey, look! I'm naked." The girls giggled and embraced one another. I knew I had to match play him.
Nora saw my autistic feedback and warned the group, "Uh-oh."
I removed my shorts and held them up to show my buddy, "Hey, look! I'm naked too."
"Um, don't look at me," he laughed. "Look at them!"
"Bro, my dick is hard, look..." I lifted my dick above the water.
"Don't show me, Jim," he insisted. "Show them!"
After we took a shot of tequila, though I tried to pour his into his mouth, he refused. He poured mine into my mouth with an awkward silence.
Ugh.
He turns his back to the girls while giggling, bends over, and says, "Hey, look! It's a full moon." The ladies shook their heads and Nora gasped, but Mindy turns her back to us and shows her ass by pulling her thong strap out.
"Hey, look!" I showed my buddy my penis again.
He cautiously steps to the ladies, looking back at me, as they back away, still clutching one another playfully. We were all having a good ol'time! I'm now behind him, when, suddenly, I tripped and fell into his backside and tried to catch my balance by grabbing hold of his hips—he shrieked!
"Oops, sorry, buddy, I lost my footing there." I apologized. The ladies stared at him with wide eyes.
"Bruh, the fuck is wrong with you?" Concerned Apollo asked. Then he said, "All night you've been like this with me, I thought we had an understanding?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry, buddy," I apologized again and shook my head in shame. "I know that you had your two gender bloopers removed from your chest, but your vagina keeps reminding me."
"Nothing I can do about that, Jim! I like my vagina but it doesn't like you."
That hurt so badly. It made me sad. The ladies wrinkled their eyebrows at him and comforted me. He pouted; he knew he had injured my feelings. Instead of joining the girls, he took one too many more shots of liquor. Then he joined them!
Long story short, I got to fuck three women that night, booyah!
Unfortunately, as the proverb goes, All Good Things Must Come to an End. The next week,
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