Weed time

"Oh man, it's been so long since I've smoked!" she said.

"Happy to be of service, babe," Chris said, then looked over at you as you walked in the room. "Hey, bro, you think you could maybe get all of us some drinks? I'll have a beer."

"Oh, good idea," Jess said. "Can you make me a vodka soda, baby?"

"Yeah, sure," you said, a little upset that they were sitting on the couch together and you were going to end up in the chair to the side. You walked back to the kitchen, grabbed you and Chris a couple of beers, and started mixing Jess's drink. As you did, you could see over the counter to the couch, with Jess and Chris's backs to you.

Chris was finished packing the bowl. He picked it up and turned to Jess. "So can you do this by yourself these days or do you still need somebody to shotgun it for you?" he asked her. You clinked a couple ice cubes into Jess's glass and started pouring in the vodka.

"I definitely still need somebody to shotgun it for me," she said.

"That's what I was hoping you'd say," Chris said, as you mixed the soda into Jess's drink. You weren't sure what shotgunning meant, you'd never heard the term before, so you just kept watching with curiosity.

Chris then lit up the bowl as if he were taking a hit himself, breathed in, then turned to Jess, pulled her to him by the side of her neck, and pressed his mouth up against hers like they were kissing. Chris breathed out and Jess breathed in. They stayed that way for a few seconds before parting. "Nice," Chris said, smiling at her. Jess exhaled and nodded.

What the fuck?! You thought, watching this all from behind. Is he making out with your girlfriend?

"Uh, what are you two doing?" you said, a little bit of anger in your voice, as you brought our drinks over and placed them on the coffee table.

"Oh, don't worry about it, honey," Jess said. "I know it looks a little weird, but it's the only way I can do it without coughing too much, and you were in the kitchen making drinks, so I needed Chris to do it."

"Yeah, bro," Chris said. "I wasn't making a move on your girl or anything."

"Oh...um, okay, I guess..." you said, still a little irritated. "But from now on, that can be my job, ok?"

"Whatever you say," Chris replied, a slight smirk on his face. He and Jess grabbed their drinks. Jess settled into her seat, leaning in toward Chris a little bit, while he placed his arm up around her on the couch, without touching her. Ok, you thought, no big deal, they're just comfortable with each other, no reason to get jealous. At the same time, you couldn't help but notice that your dick was twitching a little in your sweatpants. You just wrote it off as the natural result of seeing two attractive people next to each other.

You took a hit of the weed, grabbed your drink, and sat in the chair to the side of the couch. You were all now pretty relaxed, as you could tell from Jess leaning her head back against Chris's arm, whose hand was now lightly touching her shoulder. Again, your dick twitched and hardened a little bit, but you just told yourself to calm down. This didn't need to be awkward as long as you all stayed mature.