Sketches & Blushes ii

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Blaze

“Oh, Shit!” I laugh, as Cole spits out alcohol onto the hard table, unable to keep it down as liquid flows through his nostrils. I shift away from the surface of puke as the brunette on my lap shakes her head in disgust.

“I give up, I give in,” he says between breaths, and my lips spread in a grin.

“I can see that. My money.” I stretch my hand out, and he sighs, digging into his trousers with a pained face. James stands next to me, laughing his face off whilst awfully chewing on a straw.

Would you believe me if I told you that I hate being here, at this party, around all these people? I can’t pinpoint one person in this room that I genuinely like. James is alright, but I can’t feel that brotherly love that other people feel for their bros. My heart is just void, and all I can think about right now is how this brunette’s rear is pressing the life out of my dick.

“You sons of bitches should know that yo