by J. E. Cluney
‘You guys have done that?’ I asked in shock as Skip and Ollie tossed back their shots.
‘Maybe,’ Skip said with a smirk, and Ollie just averted his gaze.
Trish cackled as she looked to Hayley for her turn.
“Never have I ever had double penetration,” Hayley said, smirking, and Trish grumbled as she downed a glass.
I sighed as I followed suit, and George just arched a brow at us.
It wasn’t until Lucas tossed one back that we broke into hysterics.
“What?!” Emma exclaimed, gasping for air as George snorted in shock.
“Hey, it feels good,” Lucas stated with a shrug.
“Amen to that. Nothing like being completely filled,” Trish said, nodding.
“Fuck.” Hayley shook her head.
“Your turn,” Trish said, turning to me.
Crap. Now I had to think of something I hadn’t done that was sexual.
I pondered on it for a moment, before finally thinking of something.
“Never have I ever been arrested for sexual acts in public,” I said.
I was mighty surprised to see Hayley, Trish, Lucas, and Skip all toss back shots.
“Fuck, I’m curious now,” I said with a smirk at the four of them.
“Public sex here,” Hayley admitted. “Got too horny while drunk, had a cop come up to our car in the parking lot and arrest us. Charges were dropped after an hour or two, since he didn’t really care.”
“Mine was sex on the hood of a car in a parking lot behind a bar,” Trish mused. “Worth it though. He had me practically screaming. Too bad the cop didn’t think it was that awesome. Probably had to do with the young teenage couple who wandered out and found us.” She cackled.
“Damn, that’s nasty,” Emma said with a chuckle.
“You’re lucky kids didn’t see you,” George said, then whistled as he shook his head.
“What were yours?” Ollie asked Lucas and Skip. Marcus looked just as intrigued, but a smile formed as he instantly peeked into their minds and learned why.
“Not going to lie. It was the pair of us,” Lucas said with a shrug, but Skip scowled at the blatant statement. “I was Lucy. Skip got turned on at the cinema, so I went down on him. We got kicked out and arrested. Apparently, there were kids present.” He smiled slyly.
“Damn, you guys are nasty. Still can’t believe you can turn yourself into a chick,” Emma said, then clucked her tongue.
“You and Allison done anything as chicks?” Trish asked bluntly as she set her shot glass down a little too hard. Someone was starting to really feel the effects of the alcohol.
My cheeks burned as I looked down at my shot glass, not sure how to answer.
“Gotta introduce to her everything,” Lucas said with a wink, and my grandmother burst into laughter.
“Someone’s here too,” Lucas added.
“Brad!” Trish gasped as she shot to her feet, stumbling momentarily before Skip rose and righted her.
“Well, let’s go bring him in. We need to finish one round first,” Skip declared, and I laughed as the pair headed off with some difficulty.
“Ollie, you’re next. Then Lucas,” I said quickly, wanting to give them time to come up with questions. Lucas would probably have some difficulty.
I caught Marcus’ amused gaze, wondering just what he’d say.
“I still can’t believe my grandmother is seeing a thirty-six-year-old man,” Hayley said, chuckling.
“Hey, she’s doing quite well.” George clucked his tongue.
“Considering I had to pick her up in the morning, I’d have to agree,” Lucas said with a smirk, and I just groaned.
“Hey everyone, this is Brad. Brad, meet everyone!” Trish burst back into the room, clinging to Brad as he laughed and waved at us all.
Brad was a fairly good-looking bloke with dark brown hair and blue eyes and a solid build. He was roughly the same height as Skip too, with a charming smile as he greeted us.
“You have a nice dick!” Emma stated before bursting into giggles.
“Um, thanks,” Brad said, then shot Trish a sheepish look, but she just shrugged.
“Don’t send me dick pics when I’m drunk. You should know us girls never keep anything from one another.”
“Not disturbing at all,” Brad said on a sigh with an eye roll.
“Well, Brad, care to join us while we finish up a game of never have I ever?” Lucas asked.
“Well, I was driving,” Brad admitted, but Lucas waved him off.
“I’ll portal you home. I know where you live after all,” Lucas said with a winked.
“Yeah, sorry about that.” Brad chuckled.
“Just looking out for this one,” Lucas said, nodding at my grandmother as she rounded up another shot glass and nearly fell over behind the bar, despite Brad assisting her.
“Well, if you’re happy to do that,” Brad said with a shrug as he helped Trish back over to the lounge, where she slumped down beside Hayley.
“You have to drink if you’ve done any of the past questions too!” Trish barked.
“All right, love, what were they?” Brad asked, laughing as he sat down by her feet.
“Ever been part of an oral train of four or more?” Trish asked, scrunching up her face as she remembered the questions.
“Shit, they’re sexual ones?” Brad rolled his eyes as he downed a shot.
“Damn boy,” Trish said through a cackle, and we all chuckled and laughed.
“All right, next, although I doubt you’ve done this one,” Trish said with a smirk.
“Try me,” Brad said, winking over his shoulder at her.
“Have you ever had double penetration?” she asked wickedly.
“Fuck.” Brad laughed as he poured himself another shot.
“Ohhhh, yes,” Trish said, clapping her hands as us girls balked.
“No way,” Skip scoffed.
“Sorry, mate, I swing both ways,” Brad said with a wink before waggling his eyebrows suggestively, which earned him laughter from Skip and Lucas.
“Sorry, mate, we’re mated,” Skip said with a laugh.
“All good. Once I’m with someone though, I’m monogamous,” Brad stated as he rested a hand on Trish’s knee.
She smiled warmly at that, and I couldn’t help but smile too.
“Double though?” Emma squeaked.
“You can get more than one dick in an arse,” Brad said with a smirk, and Emma choked.
“Won’t lie, I’ve not even done it as a guy,” Lucas stated with an impressed tone.
“As a guy?” Brad questioned.
“He turns himself into a chick sometimes,” Marcus explained.
“Fuck yes! How’s that feel?” Brad asked, leaning forward, entranced by the thought.
Lucas laughed as he did his best to explain it, and Brad just shook his head in awe.
“So you’ve had two dicks up your arse?” Skip blurted out. “Doesn’t that hurt?”
“I got used to it after a while with one, had some drinks with some bi mates, and we decided to play around. Not going to lie, I nutted everywhere, multiple times,” Brad exclaimed.
Lucas laughed, nodding in approval, while Skip looked quite torn and confused all at once.
Marcus was just shaking his head, while Ollie was just taking it all in with a slight smile.
“Well, I think we need to start exploring in the bedroom heaps more then,” Trish purred as she leaned over to kiss his neck.
“Whatever you want, princess,” Brad said as he leaned his head back so she could kiss him.
Hayley pulled a face at me, but I just chuckled.
“Oh, we could both get double penetrated! That’d be fun!” Trish gasped at the thought.
“Jesus Christ, we need to move on,” Hayley said with a laugh.
“Next question was if you’ve been arrested for sexual acts in public,” Lucas stated.
“Fuck me, I’m going to be pissed by the end of this,” Brad sa
id with a snort as he poured another shot and threw it back.
“What’d you do?” Ollie asked.
“Well, got drunk, fucked a cactus,” Brad stated, causing us to all laugh.
“No fucking way,” Skip barked.
“No, that’s true, I didn’t do that.” He chuckled. “But I was traveling through the States and accidentally propositioned an undercover gay cop. Got arrested, but we still ended up seeing each other while I was there,” he said with a smirk.
“Wow,” Marcus said, shaking his head.
“Well, Ollie, your turn,” Emma said.
“Right. Um, never have I ever broken a bed having sex,” Ollie said.
“Fucking hell,” Trish said, sighing in exasperation as she poured herself a shot, plus those who held their glasses out. Only Ollie, Marcus, George, and I were not drinking.
“Okay, never have I ever fucked a vegetable or fruit,” Lucas said with a snort.
“Fuck,” Trish groaned as she poured another.
“Really, love?” Brad scoffed.
“Cucumbers. They’re good.” She snickered.
I laughed as Brad also took a shot.
“What’d you fuck?” Marcus demanded with a shocked look.
“I was a teen. Got curious, smashed some raspberries. So squishy and nice. Also fucked a bagel,” Brad stated.
“I can see a bagel working. Raspberries is…different,” Lucas mused.
“We’ll incorporate some berries and food in next time,” Trish whispered loudly as she patted his shoulder.
“Jesus,” Hayley said with a laugh.
“Your turn,” Lucas said, looking over his shoulder at George.
George smiled over at Emma before sighing. “Never have I ever been with someone of the same sex.”
There was a round of frustrated murmurs as everyone drank but George and I.
‘You have, Cupcake,’ Lucas said with a chuckle.
‘Really? Does it count?’ I asked.
“Yep, it counts,” he said aloud, and I grumbled as I had the shot.
I giggled afterwards as the room started to spin. Considering all the giggling and chuckles around me, everyone else was really feeling it too now.
“Okay, never have I ever used a sex swing,” Skip said.
Trish, Lucas, and Brad all took shots.
“We should get one,” Emma stated.
“I second that—we need one. Hell, we should get a whole sex dungeon,” Lucas exclaimed as he threw his arms wide. “Fuck it, I’ll make one now.”
“What?” I gasped as Lucas waved his glowing purple hand.
The house rumbled, and Trish and Hayley squealed as it shook momentarily.
It ended as quickly as it began.
“Where’s the dungeon?” George asked as he glanced around the room.
“There’s now a basement. Door is in the hall. It’s our sex dungeon only, and we’re not sharing,” Lucas stated firmly with a wicked grin.
“Nasty,” Trish said, pouting.
“It’s okay, sweets. We can get our own,” Brad assured her.
“Okay, next!” Hayley practically shouted as she held her shot glass up and arched a brow at Marcus.
“Never have I ever paid someone for sex,” Marcus said quickly.
Trish was the only one to drink, which we all laughed at in our alcohol infused states.
“Why’d that sexy ass need to pay?” Brad said as he kissed her leg.
“He was young, and I was newly widowed. I was with my girlfriends at a strip club, and I asked the charming man if he’d consider giving a widow a good time. He was more than accommodating,” Trish shared.
“Aw, I would’ve taken care of you,” Brad murmured.
“Well, that’s a round done! Lucas, be a dear and send us home please,” Trish declared, laughing as Brad shook his head and rose.
“Done,” Lucas said as he opened up a portal.
“Aren’t you tipsy at least?” George asked, grinning at Lucas.
“Yes, I’ll let the full effects hit me in a moment. I’ve been holding them back,” Lucas said with a smirk as Brad helped Trish through the portal.
I just watched as it closed up behind them.
“You reckon she’s going to incorporate food tonight?” Skip mused.
“Or some kind of double penetration,” Ollie said with a snicker.
“Well, we should probably head home ourselves,” Emma said, giggling, but judging from the wild look in her eye, she had something else on her mind.
“Want me to portal you there?” Lucas asked.
“We can walk,” Emma said with a shrug.
“I’d rather you let Lucas portal you. Especially with all the…you know,” I said, forcing myself to be somewhat logical through the alcoholic haze.
“Right, true,” Emma sighed out as she struggled to her feet and giggled again.
“Make sure she eats,” Lucas said as he opened up another portal.
“I will,” George said with a chuckle. “Thanks for the night of fun, sorry we’re calling it in early.”
“Relax, we all know you’re not going home to sleep,” Skip said, laughing. “Two in the pink, one in the stink, remember?”
Emma lost it, struggling to breathe as she wheezed and laughed.
I just chortled with Ollie as Emma dragged George through the portal.
“You sent them to his place, right?” Skip laughed. “Doubt her parents need that going on!”
“Of course,” Lucas stated, and I quivered as I felt him allow the alcohol to take its proper effect.
“I say we should have something to eat so we don’t all die tomorrow,” Marcus suggested, his buzz already dying down as the rest of us grinned and chuckled.
“Right. What do we all want?” Lucas asked, nodding as he moved to perch on the lounge.
“Waffles,” I said with a giggle, blurting out the first thing that came to mind.
“Waffles it is,” Lucas said, beaming as he shot to his feet and sauntered off to the kitchen.
I laughed as Marcus flitted over and helped me stand as my head swam.
I just giggled in his arms as Skip stumbled and tore off after Lucas, a smiling Ollie hot on his heels.
“Let’s get you some water too,” Marcus murmured as he kissed my head.
All I could manage was a soft giggle as he helped me to the kitchen.
I didn’t have a care in the world.
11
“Oh my god,” I gasped out as I stepped into the kitchen, then erupted into laughter as Marcus ducked down when a flying waffle tumbled over his head.
Skip was tossing berries at Lucas, while waffles and assorted plates and condiments floated through the air.
Ollie was perched at the dining table, pouting as he awaited any form of food.
“Watch it, you bastard!” Lucas barked, grinning as a blueberry struck him in the forehead.
This caused a myriad of assorted berries to fling themselves at Skip as he screeched and snatched a plate from the air in an attempt to defend himself.
He could only manage so much as the berries struck him all over, staining his clothing and leaving colorful splatters on his skin.
Marcus flitted me safely to the table, sitting me beside Ollie as I just grinned from ear to ear, my face already starting to hurt from the strange joy that had settled over me.
He flitted Hayley over too, who was snorting as the berries flew through the air.
“Waffles coming up!” Lucas sung out as plates and cutlery shot through the air, and Marcus cursed as he covered my face with his hands.
I heard the items clatter on the table, and Marcus just sighed as he removed his hands and flitted to the fridge.
He returned with a jug of water, pouring cups out for everyone.
I snorted as I noticed he’d chosen plastic cups for us.
Wise man.
I happily sipped on my water as a waffle landed with a thump on my plate, another slapping down in front of Ollie and nearl
y flipping the plate up. Hayley’s landed somewhat nicely, and she just grinned widely in anticipation.
The cream and maple syrup landed on the table, amazingly staying upright, while a bowl settled between us and a handful of berries dropped into it.
I just laughed as Skip and Lucas resumed their food fight, messing around playfully as Ollie, Hayley, and I enjoyed our serving of waffles.
“Ice cream! I forgot!” Lucas hollered as he dodged a hurled handful of berries from Skip.
“Be careful,” Marcus warned, but he just watched as the ice cream container shot out of the freezer and plopped onto the table with a spoon.
Marcus took it upon himself to serve us up a scoop each on our waffles, and Ollie drizzled maple syrup on all of them while I picked out a few berries.
My phone sounded off from the lounge room, and Marcus flitted off to return with it.
Another plate was set up on the table for him by his return, and he happily handed my phone over before getting his waffle set up with toppings.
I snickered at the message from my grandmother.
‘Raspberries definitely feel nice on the titties! Try it!’
I snorted as Ollie and Marcus read over my shoulder and laughed.
“I love your grandma. If we weren’t mated, I’d consider it,” Skip declared as he held a spatula as weapon and a chopping board as a shield.
I shook my head as I laughed, and Marcus just smirked as he enjoyed his waffles.
Hayley was nearly in tears now from laughing so hard as I relayed the message to her.
“Oh, bring it. Loser gets a dick in their arse,” Lucas said, beckoning Skip over while holding a wooden spoon as a weapon and a pot lid as a shield.
“They’re insane,” Ollie scoffed as the pair of them rushed each other.
I laughed, my sides hurting as tears ran down my cheeks while the pair whacked each other with their weapons and battled in the kitchen like children.
They tumbled to the floor, losing their shields and weapons as they wrestled instead, grunting and cursing, and Marcus, Ollie, and I just laughed while we enjoyed the show.
“No, I’m not getting a dick in my arse!” Skip howled as he rolled them over and pinned Lucas down.
