Something Stinks

"Alright guys, got the beer!" Kurt echos out as he slams the sliding glass door behind him. He walks over to one of the patio tables and sets the remaining nine cans down. "So, those two said ten minutes, we got nine beers, three of us, you do the math."

"Two beers a pop, every five minutes, easy!" Brandon replies, walking over to the table.

Heather just furrows her eyebrows as her mouth parts open, hoping the football player is just messing.

"Hah!" Brandon laughs "I'm just kidding." he pushes his hands out "nine beers, that means we each get...Uhh.." he holds his hand up and counts on his fingers "one...two, three of us. Nine beers, minus the twelve...Umm, that's..."

Heather just smacks the back of his head "Three beers each you idiot." which causes Kurt to laugh out loud. "Although hell no am I chugging three beers in ten minutes."

Kurt just grins at his cousin, "Thought you were one of the guys today, Heather?"

"Yeah Heather, we drink three beers, so do you." Brandon picks up a can, handing one to Heather and Kurt before picking one up himself.

"Yeaaaahhh" she stalls that word out "I don't think so."

"Brandon, you smell that?" Kurt gives him a quizzical look. "Something stinks."

"Huh?" he raises his arm up and takes a sniff down by his armpit "Smell what?"

"Heather, think it's coming from your direction, you smell that?"

Heather pivots in her step and just glares back at her cousin "The hell you talking about, Kurt?"

"I think...well, I'm not sure but..." Kurt scrunches his forehead as if he's trying his best to think, he inhales through his nose, giving a good sniff. "Yup, still here..." His left hand goes up to the side of his head as his index finger pretends to scratch his temple, giving a few more sniffs through his nose "Ahh, yes!!" his hand shoots high into the air "That's what that smell is!" he lowers his hand slowly, grinning at his cousin "It's some stanky pussy over there!"

Heather lets out a puff of air and just rolls her eyes.

"Don't know about you Brandon, but I smell some pussy standing next to you! Here I thought it was just a bunch of guys hanging out by the grill but now..." he shrugs at Brandon "I don't know, you smell that puss?"

Brandon gives a hearty laugh before taking Kurt's side "Ya know what Kurt, now that you mention it." he pops open his can of beer "It is a pretty strong scent. Huge pussy out here I bet."

"Yeah I mean, she talks a big game but when push comes to shove her cunt starts weeping." Kurt eggs his cousin on, knowing just the right buttons to push.

"Holy shit, strongest pussy I've smelled all day so far." Brandon takes a sip from his beer.

"Oh fuck you guys!" Heather snarls as she cracks open her beer immediately and begins to chug it down, not taking any breaks until she drains the entire contents of it before crushing it in her hand and throwing it to the ground. Kurt and Brandon just look at her, slight impressive grins on their faces "How's that for a pussy?!" she stutters in her step from quite the intake of ****.

"Hell yeah, cuz!" Kurt replies, cheering with Brandon as the two guys do their best to finish their can of beer just as fast as Heather did. Just as she did, both guys finish their beers, crush the empty cans with their hands and toss them down onto the deck below. Brandon then grabs his stomach, tilts his head back and releases the biggest burp he can.

"Well, you pussies need a break or something?" Heather is already reaching into the twelve pack to grab her second beer.

"Heather girl!" Brandon steps forward, grabbing his own can as well as another to hand to Kurt "You're on!"

This time, all three stand in a triangle, open their cans in unison, clink them together and each down them. Brandon goes through it the fastest, sucking down that bubbly cheap beer the fastest, Kurt came in second shortly behind while Heather finished in third. Just like before, empty cans, crushed in hands, thrown on the ground, burps released.

"We had ten minutes..." Kurt laughs, his body feeling a little better from the sudden intake of toxins "Probably still five or six minutes left, but fuck it!" he smiles, reaching down for his last can.

"Hell yeah, let's do it!" Brandon replies, grabbing his final one as well "Just reminds me of the after football game parties. Pounding beer, doing keg stands and playing beer pong."

Heather swallows hard and looks down at the lone can of beer left on the table. She's pretty much a third smaller than both these guys, if not even closer to half their size and she was already starting to feel a little woozy in her step as two beers in about five minutes was already quite a lot of **** for her.

"Not backing down on us so soon, are you puss?" Kurt gives a sly remark at Heather. "Brandon, I thought the scent was fading but...is it, is it coming back?" he raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah Heather, if you can't hang, just back down." Brandon replies, cracking open his last can "It's what a pussy would do. Come on Kurt!" he holds his can up, waiting for Kurt to cheers him.

"Cheers brah!" Kurt replies, clinking his can.

"H-Hold up!" Heather shouts, stepping forward and grabbing her last beer "Cheers you sons of bitches!!" she smiles.

And just like before, all three in a triangle, downing their final cans. This time, Kurt finishes his first and about two seconds later Brandon comes in second. Heather at this point is struggling a little further behind. She's only half way through by the time the guys finish but she's holding strong, sucking down that tasteless cheap ass beer gulp after gulp. When she finally finishes she throws it to the ground and leaps off her feet with a cheer "Hell yeah!" she exclaims "How's that for a fucking pussy?!" she looks between them both.

"Way to go, cuz!" Kurt is giving her a slow round of applause "Bravo bravo!"

"Too bad we're all out now." Brandon laughs before releasing another belch "Although food should be out here soon I hope."

"Fuck that noise!" Heather laughs "I'll go grab some more booze. If this pussy is having some more, you pussies are too!" Heather steps between the guys, pushing them in opposite directions as she makes her way to the sliding glass door back into the cabin.