“Baby I don't need dollar bills to have fun tonight.
I love cheap thrills.”
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01 | cheap thrills
°Chance Sommerfeld°
(Warning- a little of 'bad words' or 'cuss words' have been used)
I used a towel to dry my hair a bit as I stand in front of the mirror after my shower. Football is my love. My passion. But sweaty jerseys is something I just can't handle and I have to take a shower after every game. I am a clean freak like that.
I was gelling my hair in the perfect spike, sprayed on some cologne that gets all the girls go crazy on me and pulled on a simple v-nech shirt that showed off my toned chest when my phone ping-ed with a message. I ignored it at first, assuming it was some slut I fucked before, asking to come over and I wasn't interested.
You see, it is kind of a pact I have made with myself that I would never fuck the same girl again. I don't have a big reason for that. It's just that it would be kind of boring to pound into the same cunt again. My dick deserves better.
And there are plenty girls out there in the market anyways. So why fuck the same one twice? Half of the fun is in discovering their pleasure points anyway. Everyone has them at different places you know and I love the chase. I love to lure a new girl to my bed every night and have some fun time with her.
I bit my lip and run my hand through my hair, suddenly in a mood.
I was about to leave when my phone ping-ed again. This time I decided to check, just in case she's sent nudes too.
If a girl sends you nude, you stop and appreciate them. I am a simple guy like that.
To my surprise it wasn't some chic. Instead it was my best friend Reece, informing me about a party.
From- Reece
To- Chance
Hey bro, it's someone's birthday party today. Wanna come?
I rolled my eyes. Why do I have a feeling this is going to be boring as a 5 year old's birthday party?
From- Chance
To- Reece
Who?
From- Reece
To- Chance
I don't know man. Mom said we have to go. It's someone important.
From- Chance
To- Reece
As long as I have a chance of getting laid.
From- Reece
To- Chance
Who would fuck your flaccid, tiny dick, huh?
I chuckled at his message. He asked for it.
From- Chance
To- Reece
Flaccid, tiny dick, eh? That's not what your sister said last night when I made her scream my name.
From- Reece
To- Chance
I don't have a sister, Chance.
I laughed again. This little bitch.
From- Chance
To- Reece.
Shhhh, you are killing my vibe.
From- Reece
To- Chance.
Whatever. See you at the party.
Don't forget your pump honey. You know how much you need it. ;)
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