“OH MY GOD! I WAS LIKE WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU! “ Lady screamed in my ear over the music.

I giggled as I kissed her sloppily on the cheek. “HAPPY BIRTHDAY BEAUTIFUL!”

Joseph who was holding my hand stepped forward and kissed Lady’s other cheek. “Happy birthday gorgeous! Third time meeting is a charm!”

Lady giggled.

I felt Marcel's hand on my lower waist as he moved aside and leaned over my shoulder, pressing his lips gently against Lady’s cheek where I had just kissed. “Happy birthday Lady.”

Lady squealed and clapped. “You even got the artist out of the house!” she squeezed Marcel's biceps.

I laughed as she jumped up and down and wrapped her arms around both boy’s neck, squeezing them tight. “I’M SO HAPPY YOU GUYS ARE HERE! LET’S GO, OUR SECTION IS UPSTAIRS!”

I stumbled slightly and giggled, but Joseph immediately entwined our fingers again, holding my hand like we’d done the entire walk to the club. Marcel steadied me, his hand resting on my ass as we walked forward through the crowded club.

The music was deafening as it coursed through our body. Each and everyone of us moving our bodies effortlessly to the music.

How long had we been dancing?

I don’t even know.

But Lady's birthday was lit.

“Oh my god, that’s fucking hot.” Lady grabbed my chin and turned my head around. Joseph had his arms around Marcel's neck as he kissed him and they moved to the music. The two boys were sandwiched between Lia and Florence.

I giggled. “Right.” I bent over and twerked against Lady who eagerly grabbed my hips and pressed herself against me. I laughed as we danced drunkenly.

This night was needed. Blame it on the alcohol but I hadn’t felt as free as this in a long ass time.

I looked up to see Marcel and Joseph had turned to each girl and were now dancing up on them.

Lia seemed to really enjoy herself as she rubbed herself up and down the tall wavy haired guy.

I smiled as Lady wrapped her arms around my belly. Moving against her freely. Tingles roaming down my body. I turned my eyes to Joseph who’d gotten a group of girls around him now.

I laughed as he freely shook his hips along with them as two other girls backed it up on him. He grabbed one’s hip and moved along with her.

Joseph was a smooth dancer. It brought a smile to my face. I’d danced with him earlier.

I turned my attention back to Marcel and this time he was watching Lady and I dance. He was holding Lia's hips but watching-----wait watching… Lady’s hand? Which was now teasingly running up and down my thigh, scooting up my back dress. I blinked and just like that his focus was back on his dance partner.

Lady turned me around. “YOU’RE MY BITCH! YOU’RE MY FAVORITE BITCH AND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!”

I laughed as she planted a sloppy drunk kiss on my lips. Lady was a kissing drunk. I squeezed her rosy cheeks, happy to see her happy.

**

“Where did you say you were from?”

“Texas?” I yelled in his ear and laughed.

“Texas!” he yelled back happily.

I swayed slightly and held on to his arm.

“All the pretty girls from Texas!” His lips brushed my cheek a he spoke.

I giggled as I brought my drinks to my lips. My eyes once again shifted to the VIP section where Joseph and Marcel had sat down for a break. Again, they were looking at me. They’d been

doing that off and on since Gary, Greg, , whatever his name was had finished dancing with me.

Right now, Marcel was leaning back, twirling a lock of his hair around his finger as Joseph spoke passionately about something.

Oh my God were they fighting? Oh my God was Joseph pointing at me?

“Houston? Dallas?”

Wait---what---Marcel shook his head and grabbed Joseph’s hand but the later escaped from the grip and stormed towards… . Me?

“Sorry what?” I asked quickly shifting my attention back to the cute guy in front of me.

“I said which part?” He slurred his nose brushing my nose as he seemingly talked to my mouth.

I laughed. “Basically Dallas…”

“Babe, let’s get a drink. “ Joseph slurred in my ear, immediately coming between me and my new friend. His arm came around my neck as he pulled me close.

I waved at the guy whose name started with a G as I was pulled away.

“God, Lee, I swear he didn’t once look away from your chest.” Joseph steered me towards the bar. “Total sleezeball.”

I pouted. “He was nice.”

Joseph rolled his eyes. “You and Marcel have a horrible perception of people. And he fucking told me to relax.” Joseph pulled me close and kissed me hard on the cheek. “Shots on me.”

“Yeah! “ I laughed and hugged him tight as we made our way to the bar.

**

“I’m done dancing!” I yelled into the guy’s ear.

“Oh, come on babes, one more.” His hand squeezed my ass suggestively.

I shook my head and pushed his chest as I walked away. Stumbling slightly.

“Awww come on sweetheart. “ He took my hand. I tried to pull away as he tried to pull me back. The struggle was short lived. I don’t even remember clearly what happened but when I turned, my hand had been released and Marcel was next to me.

“Are you okay?” He leaned his face into me, his lips almost brushing mine. I smiled and nodded.

“I’m good! “ I yelled back.

“Do you know him?” Marcel asked, his hand around my waist guiding me somewhere.

I shook my head.

He pressed his lips to my ear. “Be careful okay. “

I nodded and smiled.

He stared at me for a bit, those hazel eyes roaming my face before he pressed his lips to my ear again. “Do what you want, but maybe stop dancing with strange guys okay.” his voice was gentle as his thumb carressed my waist.

I nodded. “I try to say no to dances but I love dancing!” I yelled in his mouth.

Marcel smiled. He brought me closer and whispered in my ear again. “I know, just be careful. “

I laughed. “You and Joseph can just keep cockblocking! So no problem!”

He chuckled and put his hands up defensively. He was about to walk away when I grabbed his arm. “You’re not drunk!

I accused.

“I am. “ he nodded.

I shook my head. “No, no, no, no, no, no, no no----”

He nodded again. “I just handle it better than Joseph and you.”

“Joseph! Joseph! “ I called out loudly in the middle of the dance floor. Ignoring the couples looking at us. “Joseph!”

I turned to see a hand waving at us. Joseph had been dancing with a tall blond guy.

“Here guys! Here!” Joseph waved enthusiastically.

**

“Shots! Shots! Shots! Shots! Shots!”

I laughed as I threw my hands up. Joseph turned me around. Marcel bumped his head to the music swaying slightly.

“THIS IS THE BEST FUCKING BiRTHDAY!” Lady stumbled as she was lifted up on the table. She kicked some bottles off and we all laughed. “WHOOOOOO!! “ She threw her hands up and started to dance seductively.

“Lady! Lady! Lady! Lady! “

**

It was so hot.

Sweat!

Bodies.

Music.

I don’t know when or how we ended up dancing together but we did. My arms around Joseph’s neck, my face under his chin as we moved our bodies together. Marcel’s hands were on my hips. His front pressed against my back. I lifted my head and smiled up at Joseph. He grinned and lowered his head. His lips covering mine as Marcel’s hands tightened on me.

God, I was so drunk and horny. What a fucking combination.

“I love the way you kiss Lee.” Joseph murmured lifting his head.

I smiled as I felt their hands turning me around.

There was no hesitation as I faced Marcel. His head already lowered. His lips capturing mine. He teasingly bit down on my bottom lip, which caused a surge of desire to run through my body. He licked my lip and pulled it into his mouth with a groan.

God, these guys could kiss.

Was it the music.

Was it the darkness?

The flashing colored lights?

Our bodies got closer as Marcel deepened the kiss.

“Awwww the cake!”

We broke the kiss, Joseph lifting his head from my neck as we separated slowly. We turned and smiled at each other. I took their hands, feeling light as we went back to the VIP section.

“Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday dear Lady! Happy birthday to you!”

I don’t remember eating the cake.

But I remember laughing and dancing with the birthday girl.

I remember Joseph and Marcel laughing. I remember Marcel cupping Joseph’s face and kissing him hard and long receiving a round of hollering applause from the group.

I laughed and clapped but a part of me had also wanted the kiss. Joseph had came back from it slightly dazed.

They were dancing and I laughed.

Drunk Marcel had this fucking electrifying presence. Maybe it had to do that he was doing something he didn’t do often such as in smiling at everyone. His eyes shining.

I watched him. Slightly mesmerized as he was in a center of a group of people. I laughed at how adorable he looked, not as great a dancer as Joseph but certainly captivating. And I was sure people were not surrounding him for his dance moves.

I searched out Joseph and found him with a drink in his hand, further out, not dancing, watching Marcel closely. I blinked. Was he okay?

I stumbled as I made my way over to him. He actually wasn’t that far away. He was slightly startled and then broke out into a big smile as he saw me.

“ARE YOU OKAY!” I called out in concern, stretching on my tip toes to talk to him.

He cupped my face, his eyes bright. “YES!” he kissed me and twirled me as we danced.

And there was more dancing.

Did we take another shot?

Next thing I knew, I was dancing with Keegan. Keegan was cool people’s.

Somebody grabbed my hand and I turned in surprised.

Marcel nodded off to the side as he pulled me.

“I’ll be back!” I told Keegan who nodded drunkenly and kept dancing.

“What’s up?” I giggled as I tripped over my feet but grabbed his arm for support.

Marcel turned around and grabbed my shoulders his lips brushing mine. “I can’t wait for us to get home. “

“We’re leaving?”

Marcel smirked and shook his head.

I looked up and noticed we were making our way to Joseph.

“Grab Joseph’s hand.” he instructed.

So I did just that, taking him away from the girl he was dancing with. He laughed.

“What’s going on?” He asked.

I shrugged, holding his hand tight as we followed Marcel.

“Marcel?” he called out.

Marcel looked back and smiled as we were engulfed into the semi dark unisex bathroom.

I’ve been there a couple times already.

One it was huge.

Two there was a lot going on in there.

If it wasn’t couples making out, there was a group doing a line on the other side. The music was just as loud in here as in the club. Maybe they thought the music would drown out all the heathenness going on in their condo sized bathroom with 7 stalls.

Speaking of which Marcel went to the last one and opened it.

Nobody was paying us any mind as I stepped in.

Joseph followed and Marcel closed the door behind him. As soon as I turned, Marcel’s tongue was down Joseph’s throat.

My eyes widened as I grinned stupidly and pressed my back against the wall.

Marcel chuckled as he let go of Joseph and turned.

He walked over to me and I waited in anticipation. He was so fucking sexy. He cupped my face and kissed me hungrily.

I moaned into the kiss.

What was going on?

It didn’t take long for Joseph to join in. Marcel trailed his lips down my neck as Joseph kissed me. I held on to his strong arm.

And just like that a switch was flicked.

I always thought about it, but never knew how much I wanted it.

It didn’t take long for the kisses to be alternated between us three. Tongues exchanging mouths, hands groping. I didn’t know who was grabbing my ass or squeezing my boob or running their hand up my skirt but life was perfect.

For a minute I got lost in Joseph’s kisses as he pressed me against the wall. I only opened my eyes when he moaned into my mouth.

“Fuck… . “ he groaned.

We both looked down.

My lips parted in extreme need to see Marcel on his knees before us. Taking Joseph in his mouth.

That thick dick sliding in and out of that mouth expertly causing the tall blond to close his eyes in pleasure.

Marcel plopped Joseph’s dick out and stood. To my surprise, he came to me and kissed me. He smiled and turned to Joseph kissing him passionately.

His hand reached up to my shoulder and he pressed down on it. He touched the back of my head and pressed down again.

Oh.

I hurriedly dropped to my knees and attended to Joseph’s dick that he was jerking off. I put one hand on Joseph thigh and the other on Marcel as I opened my mouth wide to take him in. Joseph grunted in approval.

I felt Marcel’s hand caress my face before he held the back of my head and proceeded to have me bob on his boyfriend’s dick.

I was salvitating as I brought my hand up to help. The music was so loud, I couldn’t hear Joseph’s moans but I would like to believe I was doing a good job, especially when I gagged on his dick and pulled back for air.

Marcel dropped back down on his knees. His head lowered, tongue out as he licked Joseph’s balls.

Fucking hot.

I sucked the tip and he came back up. He licked his way up and then licked my mouth. Our tongues moving together. I stopped sucking to kiss Marcel. He grinned and took over, taking Joseph once more into his mouth as I kissed his neck.

His hand was searching down my body.

“Fuck… . “ Joseph groaned reaching for me.

I stood up. My arms around Joseph as he kissed me hard. I practically swallowed his tongue as his hand cupped my breast and squeezed my nipple. I felt Marcel’s hand climb up my inner thighs and I spread my legs giving him access.

I moaned into Joseph’s mouth as he moved my thong to the side.

Versatile indeed. He could suck a dick and finger me at the same time? Fuck he was a generous lover.

And then something happened. A sort of urgency overcame us as Marcel stood behind me. I was once again sandwiched between the two guys.

Joseph’s head dropped as he lowered the top of my dress further down, my breast popping out, which he eagerly latched on to.

Marcel kissed the back of my neck as he fingered me. I held Joseph’s head as Marcel fucked me with his fingers. He pressed himself hard against my ass.

Joseph kissed his way down my body, his heads between my thighs. Marcel grabbed the blonde hair as Joseph moaned, his tongue out as he ran it between my lips.

I whimpered biting down on my bottom lip. Jesus this felt good.

“I wanna fuck you. “ Marcel whispered in my ear, licking my earlobe.

“Please… .. “ I panted.

I stumbled against the wall, breathing harshly as I turned to them.

Joseph, not missing a beat had unzipped Marcel’s pants and yanked them down. Marcel’s dick immediately disappearing between his lips. I watched Marcel lick his lip and grab Joseph’s head.

He stared at me, lips parted as he fucked his boyfriend’s mouth.

I swear I came.

I swayed over to him and kissed him hard. Our lips moving purposefully against each other. I felt his hand holding my waist in place.

I needed more.

His hands found his way back at the junction of my thighs as I ran my hand over Joseph’s damp hair.

Was it the alcohol?

The lighting?

The music blasting knowing, nobody outside our stall could hear us and neither could we her anybody else.

Our movements were hurried.

Somehow Marcel ended up sitting on top of the toilet lid. I ended up on his lap. Joseph’s dick once more slipping through my lips. Marcel joined me. Our tongues touching switching places. Mouths sucking.

Marcel’s hand worked between my thighs as I rubbed my ass on him. Joseph grabbed our heads as he moaned louder, throwing his own head back. His pumping increasing.

“Fuck… . “ Marcel moaned as he turned me around, so I was now straddling him.

I moaned as I held on to Joseph’s dick pulsating in my mouth. He moved around for a better angle. His hand gently cradling my head.

“So good… fuck… . Fuck Lee… . “ He groaned louder, fucking my mouth faster.

Like I said, mama ain’t raise no punk. I pulled back and went right back in full force.

Marcel pressed his nose against my neck breathing hard. He wrapped an arm around my waist and lifted me slightly. I felt his hand move underneath me and then he brought me down. His dick glidding through my wetness, penetrating me effortlessly.

I mean I was fucking wet.

I gasped and opened my mouth. I choked on Joseph’s dick but he didn’t care. He stuffed himself back between my lips.

Marcel grabbed my ass, moving me up and down his dick purposefully as he panted in my ear.

I swear my eyes rolled behind my head as I squeezed my thigh.

Never had I ever been in this position.

“So good… so fucking good… “ Marcel whispered in my ear.

I eagerly rode him.

“Fuck I’m going to cum… . “ Joseph panted and pulled out, jerking himself as he spent his seed on the back wall.

Marcel held me tighter and I clung to him as he fucked me. I moved my head and so did he. Our eyes meeting before our lips crashed together.

Fuck I was starved.

I never wanted to stop.

I couldn’t stop.

Was it the alcohol making me moan so loud?

Or the fact that nobody else could hear us?

Marcel stood up with me and walked to the wall. Our lips locked as my back slammed against the wall. His dick burrowing further inside me. I grabbed and tugged his shirt. Pushing down the rest of his jeans. My hands grabbing at his ass, his back. Wanting more and more as he fucked me against that wall. His hands gripping my thighs securely as my legs remained wrapped around his waist.

I was pretty sure our lips were bruised as we broke the kiss. Our foreheads pressed together, my arms around his neck, playing with his hair.

It was just a couple more strokes, but my mouth went lack and eyes closed, the sensation overpowering me.

He groaned as he buried his head in my neck, slamming into me, holding himself deep, his balls pressed against me before he slowly did a couple more strokes.

I panted as I kissed, his face all over. He kissed me back, shaking slightly as he moved his head back.

We started at each other and smiled.

We didn’t have to say it.

I wanted to kiss him again but looked behind us. Still breathing heavy, I looked around the other wise empty stall. “Where’s uh… where’s Joseph?”

Marcel turned around panting, he slipped out of me and lowered me to the floor. I adjusted my thong and my dress as he exhaled deeply and ran his hands through his damp curls.

He bent down and pulled up his briefs and jeans and turned to me. “He probably went back to dance.” he assured me. He leaned over and kissed my cheek as he zipped up his pants. “Come on, let’s go find him. “

We did find him. And he was dancing with somebody else. He nodded to us with a big grin but didn’t come over.

In fact it looked like he gave Marcel a look, I couldn’t interpret but it had been so quick, I could have dreamed it.

**

“Can you not. You’re drunk. Stop.”

“Oh, I’m drunk! I’m drunk?” Joseph yelled loudly shoving Marcel against the wall.

“Hey… Hey… “ I pushed my way through three dancing bodies next to us. I touched Joseph’s shoulder. “Whatta gon on? Okay? Okay?”

“Nothing.” Joseph turned to me and took my hand. “Come dance with me Lee. “ he whirled me around so fast, I almost got whiplash. I turned back to Marcel watching us, running his hands through his hair.

And we danced.

**

“it’s so bright… “ I protested, putting my hand out. I squinted and sat up, looking around the unfamiliar bedroom.

I touched my face and closed my eyes.

“Turn off the lights… “

I turned my head to the voice. Joseph. He was laying on his side with only his briefs on. I looked to the other body. Marcel’s wavy hair came into view. He had on his jeans only and actually one sock on. He was passed out unmoving.

I quickly looked at myself. Still had my black dress on from last night, one strap down.

“Oh my God. “ I grabbed my head at the intense pounding that resonated through my brain.

I groaned as I moved and fell off their bed, crashing to the floor. Painfully I held on to the bed to get back up.

Fuck.

When was the last time, I’d drank like that?

What was wrong with me?

Why?

I wasn’t 17 and crazy anymore.

In pain, I stood up and walked to the door. I had crashed in their room?

That’s a first.

I was dying, so I couldn’t even enjoy it.

**

“Because you’re selfish as fuck that’s why!”

“Joseph can you just calm down please….lower your voice.”

I walked slower down the stairs in shock. 6 hours had changed things.

“No you lower your fucking voice!” Joseph retorted. “How many times?”

“Joseph… . “

“How many fucking times!”

I held on tightly to the bar.

“Look it won’t happen again. We were drunk----”

“You were too fucking confident, fucking her like that! No condoms, no fucking penetration! You know that!”

“Fuck… .. “ I whispered softly.

“I know… . I know.. “ Marcel’s voice was calmer pleading. “I’m sorry… I fucked up okay. I know…”

“How many times?”

“I don’t---it---just---last night. “

“You don’t know how to fucking lie Marcel! You’re the worst fucking liar!”

“She’s on birth control.”

“She’s on birth control?! “ Joseph screeched. “And how would you know that if you’re supposed to always be wearing a condom with her?”

“I asked… I… just… two times okay. Can you stop yelling, please. I’m sorry… I’m sorry… “

“You’re fucking unbelievable. I can’t even---”

“Kayden Hurst… “ Marcel spoke.

I cocked my head in confusion. Whoever that was, Joseph stopped talking.

“You can’t do that… . “ Joseph’s voice was softer, apologetic.

“You were drunk right? Not thinking?” Marcel continued. “I let you have that one. “ His voice was even softer. “Let me have last night okay. I’m sorry.”

I heard Joseph’s sigh.

Who was Kayden Hurst?

I walked into the kitchen and they both turned to me in surprise.

“You guys were yelling.” I whispered. “I’m sorry for not remembering the condom.”

Joseph covered his face and dropped his head.

Marcel tried to give me a reassuring smile, but I wasn’t convinced. Neither was he. “Sorry.” He apologized. “Don’t worry about it, it’s not you. This is on me. “

I chewed on my bottom lip. “Joseph I’m sorry.” I whispered.

He sighed and sat up. “Fine.” He turned to Marcel. “Kayden Hurst. I do owe you that one. “ he tapped the counter.

I hugged myself at the tension in the room as the two guys stared at each other. My heart was palpitating. This was not good. Not okay.

“Joseph… . “ I whispered. “Please don’t be upset.”

“I’ll be fine Lee.” Joseph put his hands up. “Thanks for caring.” he stared pointedly at Marcel.

Marcel sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. “Okay, okay, how about----how about----” Marcel spread his arms out. “Last night was fun… right… . Right?”

I nodded and turned to Joseph who sighed and finally rolled his eyes a small smile on his face.

Marcel shrugged. “Maybe we could… we could… “ he ran his hands through his hair and shrugged again.

Joseph and I stared at him waiting for him to finish his sentence.

Marcel brought his coffee to his lips and muttered.

“What? “ I asked.

“Marcel what are you saying? “ Joseph asked. “We can’t hear you?”

“Whatever.” He sighed and walked out the kitchen.

We turned to watch him exit like he always did, leaving us completely confused.