Emery [bxb]

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Emery finds me in an upstairs bathroom. The door was open because I'm drunk and upset and I don't care about anything right now.

"Swordfight?" I propose halfheartedly.

"Of course." Em and I battle each other with our dicks, and then he says he has to pee too, so we cross streams.

I'm glad he's not humouring any girls. They may have his Snap, his Insta, his attention for a while, but only I have him. I follow him to the backyard, chugging my drink as I go. I've lost track of how many cups I've downed by this point.

"You look like someone took their time making you," I smile gummily, knocking his shoulder.

"Mmm, and you took your time at the liquor cabinet, I'm guessing? Because it kind of smells like you did." Emery smiles back.

He's talking to Danny instead of paying attention to me and I really need attention right now, so I pull him into the water.

"Brandon!" He sputters.

I pull him close.

"You shy, bro?" I grin against his lips.

I'm rewarded with high-pitched hoots, hollers, whistles and catcalls from the girls. I never realized before tonight how crazy turned on girls get watching two guys together. It gives me wicked ideas on how to score with them.