"Let's go hang out with the guys."
From Create Your Own Story
You get dressed again - this time without underwear - and stuff your half-hard cock back in your jeans. You've not been this consistently horny in a while, and you're still a little light-headed from the Butt Sex, but soon enough the two of you are heading back through the front door of the Midtown Pub. The bouncer nods at you, an amused smirk on his face, and the guy in the wifebeater taps you on the shoulder just inside the entrance area.
"Just wait a sec," he says. "I'll bring another round for the sore losers." He winks, and steps off towards the bar.
You wait, and watch the wide-shoulder bouncer take a couple of coats, hang others, and generally enjoy the way his STAFF shirt clings to his thick chest. He catches you looking and winks, and you blush.
"You enjoy your quickie in the parking lot?" he asks you. Your blush goes from mild to scarlet.
"Uh," you say.
The bouncer laughs. "They come here every month or so - usually on blackout nights," he grins at you. "They like 'em cute and young, just like you."
"Ah," you say.
Another customer comes, and the stocky bouncer has to turn his attention back to the patron. The guy in the wifebeater returns, holding five bottles, and gestures to you with one of them.
"This one's yours," he says. You take it and take a swig, and he leads you back upstairs.
The other three guys are still sitting at the booth as you both approach, and the one in the PIG shirt sees you first. He laughs out loud. "Damn, that didn't take long!" he says.
The other two laugh as you and the guy in the wifebeater slide back into the booth. He passes out the bottles.
"What can I say?" the guy in the wifebeater chuckles. "He was pretty eager to get back to you fuckers."
You feel yourself blush, and take another swig of beer while everyone laughs.
"Did he take your underwear?" the guy with the tattoos asks, bumping shoulders with you.
You nod, and he slides his hand under the booth and gives your cock a quick squeeze. He winks at you.
"So where were we, gentlemen?" the guy in the wifebeater asks. You turn to look at him, and feel your head spin a little. Wow. You can normally hold your drinks better than this. The Butt Sex and the half of a beer are hitting you hard, not to mention turning you into a horny mess.
"He picked truth," the guy with the goatee says. "So I guess it's our turn."
"Okay," you say. "Truth or dare!"
The guy with the tattoos smiles. "Truth."
You say...
