America's Suitehearts

“Ready…set…GO!” I shouted which initiated Ben and Danny knocking back a line of two rum shots in quick succession leading up to a glass of blue curacao and sprite with another rum shot and a blood red shot of cherry vodka balancing in the opening of the glass. Being that I’d skipped out on most of the harder shots they had me make, I was only a little bit tipsy but it also made me a hell of a lot more fun. “And here they go! Danny takes an early lead but Ben is right on his tail! Danny pulls out the last rum shot and drops the vodka in! Oh no, there’s spillage! Now here goes Ben, oh boy folks, it’s down to the chug! And Danny is the winner with Ben just a fraction of a second behind him! What a race, folks!” I commentated in my best sport commentator voice as they raced to finish first. Hehe, this was fun! Danny slammed his glass down and howled while everyone who was watching applauded him. What was he? Some kind of wolf?
“I demand a rematch!” shouted Ben but he was mostly ignored.
“Can we do some more blowjobs?” asked Danny’s chick, Leighton
“You know I’ll never turn down a good blowjob, fuck, I won’t turn down a bad one either!” laughed Danny as he and Ben pushed the empty shot glass back to me to rinse out and refill. I happily obliged and whipped up another round and passed them out and even made one for myself.
“Ooh! Let’s add some whipped cream on top! There should be plenty in the fridge!” said Ben’s chick, Valencia. Why not? I turned around and opened the fridge behind me. Holy shit, the entire bottom shelf of the door was full of whipped cream canisters! Plenty my ass, this was, like, a six-month supply!
“Why the hell do ya’ll have so much fucking whipped cream? Wait, you know what? Never mind. I don’t think I wanna know.” I said as I grabbed a can and shook my head. That’s probably exactly what this is, fucking whipped cream. I turned back around and shook up the can before squirting some out on everyone’s shots.
“Hey!” yelled Ben when I was about to do Danny’s “He doesn’t need any of that! He’s fat enough as it is!”
“Fuck off!” shouted Danny as he gave Ben a shove
“Oi!” I yelled with my best British accent which took them all aback “He’s not fat, he’s just a little fluffy!” I said and gave Danny twice as much whipped cream as everyone else.
“You know, I think I like this one!” said Danny with a laugh
“Alright, we have to do them the right way this time.” Said Leighton as she pulled her shot closer and proceeded to demonstrate the proper technique to taking a blowjob for Valencia, who had never done it like that. It was a fairly straightforward procedure, hands behind your back, get your mouth around the shot, tilt your head back, swallow, and don’t choke, I’d taught Alex how to do it at his eighteenth birthday party. And that was the only instance in which a straight girl has ever taught a gay guy how to give a blowjob.
“Oh dear, I’ve never done anything like this beforee!” Said Danny nervously in his “Mrs. Doubtfire” voice as Andy called it
“You little liar!” shouted Ben “We blow each other all the time!” Danny just laughed and took the shot and was shortly followed by Valencia and Ben.
“Oh, so now you want to swallow! Whore!” said Danny as Ben finished his off. Just before James could take his shot, I realized that I had a golden opportunity to recreate a scene from my favorite movie, The Crow, and took it without a second thought.
“Wait!” I said which made everyone, including James who almost had his mouth on his shot, stop and look at me. I quickly took my shot and everyone gave me a confused looked. “Pussies drink last.” I said which was one of my favorite lines from Tin Tin.
“Look here, you cheeky little shit…” said James while the rest of us laughed our asses off. I don’t know if any of them actually got the reference or not but evidently it’s absolutely hilarious anytime it’s implied that James is a pussy. I was so busy laughing and reveling in the awesomeness I had just achieved to notice that James had taken his shot and crept around to the other side of the counter where I was standing until it was too late.
“Eeeeek! Put me down!” I screamed as he wrapped his arms around my waist then slung me over his shoulder and started carrying me out of the kitchen. Oh shit, maybe that wasn’t my best idea after all.
**CC’s POV**
I was internally screaming with frustration, it’s been nearly a goddamn hour since I was supposed to bring Hailz her drink and after several attempts to sneak back, one of which required drinking the beer I’d gotten for her, I was no closer to escaping the bedroom or Ronnie and Craig’s group. I guess you could say I can’t Escape the Fate. Hehe, that was a good one, I gotta remember to tell that one to Hailz…IF I EVER GET OUT OF THIS GOD FORSAKEN ROOM! I was standing in a circle-ish shape with Ryan Seaman, Robert Ortiz, and Derek Jones with Craig standing on my right and Ronnie to my left like guards who insisted I stayed until Max showed up. At this point I wasn’t even paying attention to the current conversation, I was focusing on creating an escape plan and an apology for Hailz. Jesus, she’s probably so fucking done with me now, it’ll take a miracle to get things back to where they were! And to think, this date had been going so well…I was just about to consider sneaking out the window, climbing down the edge of the building ‘Mission Impossible’ style, putting on sunglasses and a fake mustache, and going back to the party under the alias of Pablo as a possible plan of action when the door flew open and Ash strode in with Max in tow. Halle-fucking-lujah!
“Hey! Max is finally here!” said Ryan. Max walked behind Ash like a little kid that was being put in time-out.
“Well we would’ve gotten here sooner if somebody” said Max as he glared at Ash “didn’t stop to flirt with chicks every five minutes!”
“Oh yeah, well you also would’ve gotten here sooner if you hadn’t spent nearly half an hour coming onto somebody else’s chick!” Ash retorted which made Max shut up and glance at me nervously. It didn’t take very long for me to figure out what was going on, Max had probably asked Craig and Ronnie to keep me distracted and away from Hailz while he tried his luck with her. God, I wish I really had destroyer powers so I could smash that bastard’s baby face into a pulp! As much as I wanted to kill him, I figured I should probably get the rest of the details on what exactly he had done and go check up on Hailey before I did, so I settled with giving him the death glare for the time being. I grabbed Ash’s arm and stormed out with him without saying another word and slammed the door behind me.

Notes

So, would ya'll do if you got to do shots with Asking Alexandria?