“Okay next question, since Bull’s just lost that hand.” Charlotte put her on the spot. “How many guys have you fucked? And I mean fucked, not blow jobs!”
Bull’s scratched her head trying to think then she burst out laughing for no reason. “I told you, six I think. There was the guy I lost my virginity to then he screwed my best friend so I fucked his best friend after they won the state championships. Then there was John the science guy—”
“Was he the guy with the funky spunk?” Rocky blurted out.
“Ew,” Charlotte and I cringed in unison.
“Yes, Rocky. Then there was Dave—”
“Small Dick Dave?” Rocky laughed.
“Yes, Small Dick Dave. Then, oh yeah, we can’t forget the twins. Michael and Matthew.” Nikki smirked.
“YOU FUCKED TWINS?” Charlotte yelled. She was long gone and I was not far behind. Things were getting fuzzy and I could have sworn my chip stack was higher.
“Yes…but it wasn’t…what’s the word I’m looking for…?”
“Aw babe, not the twin story again,” Rocky whined.
“You had an orgy with four girls! What the hell are you getting jealous about?” She was slurring her words but angry as hell.
“Yeah, but they weren’t hot like you.” He tried to make kissy sounds towards Nikki but she pushed him away.
“You said it was the greatest experience of your life because one of them squirted on your face,” Nikki said, exasperated.
I believe it was that moment I spat out my shot all over my chest and through my nose. I couldn’t contain the laughter, neither could Charlotte. We were now slumped on the floor after we fell off our chairs pissing ourselves at what Nikki just said. She was no longer angry but laughing along with us. Rocky was acting all smug and Nikki was laughing so hard that she knocked her chip stack as she collapse onto the table.
“Bull’s… Rocky… What the fuck!” Charlotte struggled to sit up as she held onto her stomach. “Oh fuck me dead, Rocky, what the hell did you do? Open your mouth or something?” She barely got the words out and it didn’t help all three of us. We were keeled over with laughter.
An hour later I was sitting in my boxers after going all-in and Nikki called my bluff. Charlotte was still winning but had lost her top. I couldn’t stop staring at her rack and she caught me several times, scolding me in front of the others especially when I tried to grab them once. Nikki was down to just her underwear and as much as I detested her, she had a banging body. Then we were left with Rocky. His stack was gone, and so were his jocks sitting there free-balling in all his glory, quick to point out that it was cold in the room in which Charlotte would argue with him by grabbing my cock outside my boxers and saying, “No it’s not, Lex is as hard as a rock!” I had no idea why I was because it was actually cold in the room. Thank fuck I still had my boxers on.
We were running low on tequila so we opened up the bottle of vodka. I looked at the time on my phone, it was only midnight. Adriana had texted me something about stopping off for a late dinner but I had to squint my eyes to read it.
“What’s wrong, Lex? Got a booty text from your string of skanks?” Nikki chuckled.
“Babe, he got his booty right here,” Rocky said pointing to Charlotte who was attempting to count her stack but kept stopping at thirteen and would start again. As she finally caught on to the conversation she was quick to give her opinion.
“Yeah Lex, what… Am I your booty on the side? How many booties you tapping?”
“None at the moment since you won’t let me tap yours,” I pointed out.
“Oh SNAP!” Nikki cheered.
“Charlie, you’re giving the poor guy blue balls. No one wants blue balls but when you’re married it’s—”
Nikki cut him off. “It’s what, Rocky? I fuck you three times a week and blow jobs every other day. What the fuck are you complaining about? Plus when Flow’s in town I let you fuck me up the ass!”
We couldn’t suppress the laughter as we roared in hysterics. This time it took longer to recover. It wasn’t even funny but the damn vodka made the painting of the trees on the wall hilarious.
“But it’s not like every day, you know? I still have to jerk off in between.”
“Lex, you don’t have regular pussy so how much do you jerk off?” Nikki asked while attempting to pour shots in all our glasses. She was way off because each glass had spilled over the sides. She may have been wasted but was quick to scold Rocky as he licked the vodka on the table.
“I don’t know. Before Charlotte it was not very often, maybe twice a week. Now like five fucking times a day and it’s still not enough,” I said pouting like it was the saddest thing to ever happen to me. Rocky was roaring as he banged his fists on the table. The chips fell over which caused Nikki to laugh hysterically and inadvertently spill her vodka all over her cards.
“OMG Lex, that is so sweet of you!” Charlotte laughed out loud.
“Fuck Lex, you’re gonna get carpel whatsamajiggy,” Nikki said. This night was going from drunk to drunker. “Lex, just marry Charlie already then you can fuck twenty-four seven,” Nikki blurted out.