Game Night III (Audio Script)

Stories

“That’s why I love that venue so much! The sound just, like, bounces off those high ceilings.

”

“Okay, also, I had no intentions of getting in a mosh pit tonight. I have no idea how you convinced me to do that.”

“Oh, like I had to convince you to get into a sweaty pit of men.”

“I told you I was very into the punk scene in my teenage years.”

“Alright, alright, Syd Vicious, how about some more beers then?”

“Oh, god yes.”

My body is buzzing with energy from the show. Ahhh, it’s been far too long since I’ve been pressed up against a bunch of sweaty drunk people jumping around to loud, throbbing bass. Love that feeling.

Of course, like most music producers, I started off as a musician myself. A drummer.

And I was shit at it.

But a good buddy of mine actually made it somewhere with his band, and when I heard they were playing in town, I knew I had to go.

Heidi is not really into their kind of music, so I was prepared to go alone when she suggested you might want to join.

I was pretty surprised by the idea that you liked this kind of music, but, as it turns out, we’ve got similar tastes. For music and… other things.

Once I saw you dancing and thrashing around in the crowd tonight, I realized you and I are way more similar than I first thought.

You, so refined and reserved normally, letting the crowd throttle you and jerk you around… Losing yourself in the music and the moment… It was entertaining, to say the least. But it made me see you in a different light.

I have to admit though, the idea of going out alone with you made me nervous. It was a little scary to think about.

Of course, we’ve been out just the two of us loads of times before, but not since we started this thing we’ve got going on. This… I don’t know what to call it. I guess we’re in something of a throuple now.

You, me, and Heidi. We’ve messed around, the three of us, and that was fun - but I think we’re past casual sex now. It feels more intimate.

I really like you. She likes you, you like her… And I think you like me… Whatever we are, it feels right.

I thought Heidi was our main connection, but tonight I’m feeling some serious heat between us. I’m excited to spend this time alone with you.

“Cheers.”

“Cheers. To many more loud, sweaty nights.”

“Indeed.”

“God, I smell disgusting. I’m covered in beer and sweat.”

“At least no one threw up on you.”

“Hah. Yeah, uh, thank god. Alright, I think I’m going to hop in the shower real quick.”

“Yeah, go ahead.

I’m fine out here.”

Your forehead is glistening with sweat still.

And your black t-shirt looks like it’s been glued to your torso.

Heidi and I talked briefly about the rules of engagement to this little poly triad. She said she was totally fine if you and I hooked up on our own. She said she was more than confident in our relationship and that me having sex with you was no threat to that. But, of course, that door swings both ways.

I imagine, for a moment, you and Heidi hooking up without me...

Yeah. I’d be fine with that.

“You, uh… wanna hop in with me?”

Your brow lifts slightly and you give me a look.

“Heidi’s out with some friends tonight.”

I look down at my watch.

“She’ll probably be back soon, actually. We uh… we did talk about this the other night, actually. You and I… or her and you… the possibility of something happening without the other person around. If it’s okay with you, it’s okay with us.”

“Okay. Yeah, that sounds good. And I guess I am pretty fucking filthy.”

“I’m more than happy to help you out with that.”

You maintain eye contact with me as you take off your shirt.

Mmm, you have such a great body. And yes, we have played around together many times, but this feels a bit different now that it’s just us.

And very… very exciting.

“Lead the way, pretty boy.”

I follow your lead and pull my shirt over my head.

I feel like the mood has completely shifted. Like the air around us is thick and heavy.

I come forward, closer to you. I can smell the beer in your breath.

You look intently up at me, almost challenging me with your eyes.

I trail two fingers down the centre of your chest… down your torso… to the waistband of your jeans.

I tug on your belt and pull you with me towards the bathroom.

I feel giddy, like I’m a teenager again.

I stumble out of my jeans and boxers.

You do the same.

The steam from the shower is filling up the bathroom.

My head is swimming a little.

I pull you into the shower and under the stream of hot water with me.

You step closer, leaning into me, your hips pressing against mine.

The stubble on your face rubs against my cheek as you kiss down my jaw.

I push you against the tile wall.

Your tongue presses against and massages mine and your hands squeeze my hips.

The feeling of your dick up against mine is…

so fucking good…

Your hands come up to my wet shoulders and you press down on them slightly.

Mmm, I get the hint.

You press your back against the tile and tilt your head up.

I wrap my hand around your wet dick and stroke it, just a little.

Teasing you… just getting you warmed up.

I kiss and suck on your lower abdomen as my hand squeezes around your shaft.

Feeling your dick getting hard in my hand is really fucking hot.

I put my free hand on your hip for balance and let my lips graze past the tip.

“Shit.”

Fuck, yes. I feel so dirty down on my knees in the shower about to put your dick in my mouth.

I open my mouth and slide my lips around you… You instantly harden in my mouth as I slide my tongue up and down your shaft.

“Ohhh, fuck, yeah. Yeah, just like that…”

Your hand tangles in my hair. Ohhh, fuck, yes. I love how wet this is, how sloppy.

I love how hard you tug at my hair, how you silently demand me to go deeper.

Who knew beneath that polite, playful demeanour was such a rough and dominant guy?

I push your cock far into my mouth… inching it closer and closer to the back of my throat.

I slip my free hand around your ass and you bend your knees just slightly. I massage your asscheek as I slide my finger towards your asshole.

My finger finds your perineum and I rub against it gently.

I come for air and you grab my chin.

“How are you so fucking hot?”

“Can’t help it.”

My finger slides gently inside you, just a bit, teasing the rim. And I lower my head to wrap my lips around your dick again.

Your whole body is taut and tense while your hips jerk forward and back a little.

You push your cock deeper into my mouth and grind down on my finger at the same time.

“Ahhh–fuck, fuck! Touch yourself for me.”

Fuck, yes.

I wanted to prolong this, maybe even fuck you after we get out of the shower, but I am way too horny. I want release. And I want to make you passion.

I take as much of your cock into my mouth as I can and sneak my hand down to my own.

“Yeah… just like that… stroke yourself for me.”

God, there’s so much going on. My mouth on your dick…My finger in your asshole…And my hand stroking my dick.

You tug at my hair again and draw my head forward… and back. Oh my god, you’re jerking yourself off with my mouth. The sudden thought of you trembling on my face sends a hot jolt of pleasure down my spine.

I pull my mouth away again and let go of my own cock. I want to focus entirely on you.

“Yes, fuck yes.”

I take your dick in my hand and use a combination of my saliva and the water to stroke you. I squeeze my palm around your shaft and jerk you off with quick, tight pulls.

“Like that? You fucking like that?”

Your eyes are squeezed shut and your grip around my hair is tightening. You’re getting close. I can feel that you’re so fucking close.

“Yeah, baby, yeah, just like that…!”

“Fuck. Can you passion on my face? Please?”

“Ohhh, fuck yeah. That’s what you want? You want me to passion on your face?”

Suddenly, your whole body goes tense and you pull your dick out of my mouth.

I stroke my dick hard and fast as you moan and shake above me. Your passion splashes onto my face and I lick around my lips to taste it before the water washes it away.

The idea of being on my knees in the shower with a full on facial is sending me over the edge.

You tug hard at my hair again, forcing me to look up at you.

“You enjoy having a load of passion on your pretty face, huh?”

“Yeah, yeah, I do.”

“Show me how much. passion for me. Show me how much you like having my passion all over you.”

My body tenses as I jerk myself faster… faster…

Oh, fuck… fuck… I’m so close.

I’m so fucking close.

Holy shit…

“Sorry.

Did I get carried away?”

“No, no. That was… great. Seriously great.”

“Heeeeeeey.”

“I can’t believe I’m home later than you.

It’s not even midnight––ohhh.”

Heidi stands in the bathroom doorway, her mouth curved into a curious little smile.

“Hey, you.”