Your Turn!

"Here goes nothing..." I muttered before spinning that empty bottle. Round and round it went, as my heartrate increased. Well, then again, it always went up during this part of the game, no matter how much I tried to stay calm.

But fate seemed to spared me for now because it landed on Matt. Damn. The man was getting all of the action right now. At least I didn't pull a Nicole and Sarah where the bottle landed right back on me.

"Mm... truth." Matt replied before taking a larger-than-I-expected sip of his drink. He really did wet his whistle and needed to chill. At least he looked chill now. Sometimes, I couldn't tell with that tranquil, almost blank expression. An earthquake could happen and he'd probably figure out a way to deal with it while remaining all poised. I can't lie, I wish I had his nonchalant demeanor at times. Just being able to not give a fuck about other people's negativity.

I then glanced over at Tom, who raised a brow at me. "What?" He simply said. No response from me. To be fair, I thought some snarky remark was going to come out of his mouth like usual. Something about how Matt was some coward for picking truth. "Can't come up with something, Johnny boy?" There it was, only except it was directed towards me. Right before I could turn my head around, he had to grab my attention.

So thus I turned to him and frowned. "Still mad that Sarah didn't take her top off?" Okay, that was sorta impulsive on my end, but I still believe it could suffice as a nice retort. Though he wasn't wrong about me not having anything in mind. Think, think, think. And quick too because I refuse to prove him right at all.

"Psh. Big deal. It'll come off sooner or later." Tom shot Sarah a quick wink, who only raised a brow out of curiosity. Then he turned back to me and formed one of those condescending smirks. "I doubt you can handle a pair of bare boobs. You'd nut at the sight before you get to touch 'em."

"Now now, Tommy dear." Before I could counter, Sarah beat me to the punch. I saw Tommy - I mean, Tom, redden a little in anger and embarrassment. Pretty amusing. All eyes were on her now. "Does the group need a bit of a story of what happened between you and Rebecca?"

"Wait, what?" Tom got angrier, channeling it toward Sarah. "Hey, don't start -"

"Ooh! What happened between them?" Nicole stood up with piqued interest and excitement. Must be from the **** kicking in. "Tell us! Tell us! Tell us!"

Tom glared at Nicole. "Nothing bad happened -"

"I presume you... premature ejaculated when you saw Rebecca's breasts -" Miranda then tried to chime in. I heard a loud, almost dramatic-like gasp from Nicole. At this point, even if it was at Tom's expense, me and Matt were just going to be spectators.

BANG!

Everyone, including me, was suddenly caught off-guard by Tom's slamming of his beer bottle on the patio table. Upset was an understatement at the moment. His face was very red, fuming and ready to explode. "All right fuckers, let's get one thing straight." The athlete's voice was less harsher than I expected, but still menacing, nonetheless. "I didn't premature when I hooked up with Rebecca. I didn't nut when I saw her boobs." He made sure his glare was very deepened when he turned towards Sarah. "And I certainly don't need you to lie and make up shit to embarrass me." Back to us. "Got that?"

Miranda provided a firm nod and a gentle smile. "I won't press any further."

Nicole nodded as well, but with more enthusiasm, almost to the point of bobbing her head. "Same here!" She took another sip of her drink. "Mmm, this drink tastes like fruit punch! Fruit punch mixed with lots of ****!" This was probably the most **** I've seen her drink in my life.

Sarah relented as well, dropping her smile a bit, at least enough to seem like a total asshole. "All right, all right." A beat. "Just saying, if it happens it happens." She offered a comforting grin, like a friend trying to cheer up another friend after taking the joke too far.

And thus, the atmosphere went silent. Throughout all of that, I couldn't help but feel bad for Tom... if the story was true. Maybe it was because I could -

"Ahem." A voice brought all of us back to reality. Matt's. "What was my truth again?" He asked.

Miranda scratched the back of her head. "I don't think we ever gave you one, Matt." She corrected.

"I got one." Whatever went down just now gave me enough time to figure out a truth. "Where's the wildest place you ever had sex or done sexual activities with someone?" Part of me was curious about that one nerd girl Matt told me about. If I got lucky, maybe it would be -

"Easy bro, it's the computer lab at school." Yup. That was the one. "Me and her took a turn hiding underneath the tables and going down on the other. We almost got caught, but it was all worth giving each other really good head." Part of me became erect again when he told the story, specially the part about the girl giving head. Another reason to feel envious of Matt. I've always been curious on how good a Blow Job feels, and he got to live the experience.

I turned to Miranda for a quick moment. Imagining her head bobbing against my cock made me grow to full mast. All while she moans and does it in that bikini, or naked. It made me blush a bit, but soon I turned away before the glancing became staring.

Sarah: Very impressive, Matty. Seems like you know how to please a lady with your mouth. I can dig that.

"Very impressive, Matty." Sarah remarked, her signature teasing smirk on display. "Seems like you know how to please a lady with your mouth. I can dig that." She complimented before adding a wink at the end. There it was again - the flirting. If I had to take a guess, she would probably dare Matt to pleasure her with his mouth. And what she wants is what she gets.

Assuming he was cool with it and if things escalated to that point.

Scratch that, it will escalate to that point, considering the environment and a few of the folks here.

As for Matt, poor dude was red again. Sarah didn't notice this time, but I guess teasing must've been his weakness. Or maybe it was just Sarah and her charm specifically. Considering her body count, her charm definitely had some power and effect.

But now all eyes were on Miranda, as she spun the bottle.

So it's been almost four months now. I've been busy is all I can say as my reasoning for my absence. Yes this thread is back up and running, and it will eventually receive a proper conclusion. Multiple conclusions, in fact. I'm tossing around the idea of having multiple endings, six in total. The only thing I can say about that right now is that some will be more wholesome than others. So not every ending will be similarly wholesome or depressive. I'm ironing out the details and figuring out where to branch the paths.Also about this chapter as well. I can see it's rusty and there's definitely room for improvement, but I did my best to balance out the erotic and non-erotic stuff. As these college folks drink away and get more drunk, things are going to get more and more risque~