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Gettin' It Done
By Steve Prince
His tongue encircled my own. I could feel the tickle of his whiskers against the top of my upper lip. My own tongue touched the top of his teeth and then I bit down on his top lip. This only spurred him on. I could feel his hands cradling my cheeks as he thrust his tongue deeper into my mouth.
One of his hands left my face but soon found respite in the small of my back. His hand began to slide down the inside of my jeans. I pressed my body into his and could feel him erect.
And then I remembered... we're in a bar.
Like a Jack-in-the-Box, I popped up for air. I looked him in the eyes and he smiled.
"I never got your name," he said with a smirk.
"Oh, I'm Steve," I said shyly. Yes, for some reason I felt shy now. Apparently, when he said his name was Louis and I stuck my tongue down his throat without uttering a word, I was not shy then. But now, I'm shy. I'm an idiot sometimes.
"Nice to meet you," he said, "or should I say, 'Nice to make out with you'?"
I was too drunk not to fall for that line—then we made out again. Jeezus.
Soon, Cody came over.
"Hey you two," he said looking Lewis up and down and then obviously nodding in a seal of approval.
I introduced both boys and then realized that I didn't feel so great.
"Um, excuse me," I said. "I'm just gonna pee."
Cody nodded as Louis said, "Okay" and then he pinched my nipple as I walked away.
Yes, he pinched my nipple. Classy.
As I saw the line to the bathroom, I was grateful for its shortness; I was feeling worse by the second. As I got in line, a cute guy stood in front of me. He had dark, straight black hair and very strong Japanese features—just flat out pretty. He caught me staring, looked at me, and nodded.
"Hey," he said. "I'm Mark."
We shook hands. Someone exited the bathroom before I could introduce myself. Apparently Mark didn't care. He began to walk backwards into the bathroom before I realized he was pulling me with him.
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