Yes

Your mouth is watering, legs trembling, knees weak, your curiosity gets the better of you. It seems as if you’re in a trance, your hand starts creeping up Mark’s leg. What am I doing... you think to yourself, Mark is literally the worst piece of shit you’ve ever met, why are you reaching for his cock, he disgusting. You don’t feel like you’re in control anymore, your body is taking over, it wants his cock, it craves it. You glance at your hand inches away from his cock, you see your engagement ring, you pause for a moment. “Hurry up bitch, I don’t got all night” Mark scolds you. You look Mark in the eyes looking away from his cock for what seemed like forever. Suddenly you feel like you don’t want to upset him, “I’m sorry Mark... I...” he cuts you off, “call me Bruiser.”

You grab his cock and start to slowly pull it out of this pants, “oh my god Mar...Bruiser, how big is your cock!?” You pull his cock up and examine it. Woah, you let out a little squeak. Marks not even hard and he’s bigger than your fiancé... what’s his name? You’re lost in the moment, you retract your hand, his cock falls and nearly hits you in the face. He starts stroking his cock, it’s growing longer and longer towards your face. Almost instinctively you open your mouth, you want it, you’re salivating, practically drooling. He lines up his cock with your mouth, you whisper “give it to me Bruiser.” The precum on his enormous 8 inch cock touches your lips...

“Jayden!?” It’s your friend Nikki looking for you. Mark pulls his cock away and stuff it into his pants, “meet me in my car after the bar closes, slut. We are not done.” He pulls away and you fall forward out of the booth and land on your face. “Hey drunky” one of your girlfriends says, they’re surrounding you at this point. “What happened? Too drunk to make it to the dance floor?” Mia said. You definitely know that they didn’t see anything and in fact the whole moment kind of sobered you up. “Yea you know me” you give a half-hearted chuckle.

They brought you another beer and you all sit down again. You stare off and start to reflect on what just happened, or did it really happen? You’re not sure what to think. The night goes by and your forget about it, sort of.

It’s almost closing time at the bar and the girls are tired and want to go home, you don’t want to leave, you want to close the bar out. One by one your friends start to bail, they are worn out, plus a majority of the people there left. Now it’s just you and Kristy, she yawns, “Can we go now, there’s like two other people here.” You look around, Mark is nowhere to be found, you’re somewhat relieved. “Yea let’s go!”

You talk to Kristy outside for a bit. Something over her shoulder catches your eye... some shitty rusted truck is still in the parking lot, is that Mark? You squint your eyes and a hand comes out the window points a you and then the ground next to his car, oh no it’s Mark. Oh no? You feel a tingle between your legs... wait are you excited... “What is it?” Says Kristy, you snap back, she starts to turn, oh nothing! You grab her shoulder so she can’t turn around.

Kristy’s boyfriend shows up to pick her up, she asks if you want a ride, you decline you tell her you called an Uber. She drives away and you wave goodbye. Mark in his crappy car still in the parking lot.