Barclay Davis - Cocktails, Part Three
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| Art by Scopedog |
As the night went on, everyone at the party was having a good time, drinking Gloria's special cocktail of one third Admiral Tom's Black Spiced Rum mixed in with Dr. Jerry's Old Fashioned Root Beer. The drink tasted great, and it went down nice and smooth. But because the rum was 52% alcohol, it didn't take long for the drink to start affecting everyone in a really big way.
Pete, when he gets totally drunk, starts getting lighthearted and less cynical. He starts talking up the guys in the living room, saying "I love you, man! I'd fuck you if I was a woman!" The guys started getting uncomfortable with Pete's drunken behavior.
Of course that was nothing, when compared to Mo taking off his clothes, right down to his underwear, shouting "I AM A FREE MAN!!!" His brother Sam and the guys had to convince him to put his clothes back on, because he was freaking everyone out with his near nudity.
And then it turns to Mitch and Paul, whom the guys ask what gay sex is like.
"Sex is sex!" Paul tells them. "It does not matter if it's with a boy or a girl. If it feels good, then there are no problems."
"I dunno." Clyde says "The thought of sex with another dude is just...EUUUUW! No offense, guys."
"None taken." Mitch tells him. "Paul and I are of the same mindset with women."
"I WILL FUCK YOU ALL LIKE A MAN!!!" Pete yells out to everyone, his drunkenness getting a little out of hand.
"Wouldn boder me if ya tried it!" Bob interjects. Pete gets quiet after hearing that.
"Maybe we should all try gay sex at some point." Sam opines, and everyone in the living room enthusiastically agrees with that sentiment.
Mitch and Paul look at each other, and decide, "Ok then, let's all have gay sex!" Mitch says. The guys, completely lost in their current alcoholic state, cheer wildly at that, as they start doing gay sex together.
And by gay sex, they were just standing around, arm in arm, swaying back and forth, singing Irish punk folk songs.
This song namely...
***
As the men were all in the living room, acting like drunken idiots, Frida was in the kitchen with the rest of the ladies for some girl talk. They were all surrounding her and looking at her in an inquisitive manner.
"Ok, gal pal." Gloria told Frida. "Spill that tea! Give us the 411 on Maxie!"
"I'm sorry, what?" Frida responded.
"Oh come now, Frida!" Martha told her. "We want to know what Max is like between the sheets!"
"How big is he?" Shontel asked.
"Excuse me, WHAT?!!" Frida asks incredulously.
"Oh Frida!" Jasmine told her. "Max is such a handsome man! We just want to know if the sex between you two is great!"
"I'm sorry. I'm not one that likes to kiss and tell." Frida assured them. After a bit of an awkward pause and a sip of her drink, Frida said "Although I'm not one to complain about the equipment!"😉😈
The ladies let out a big "OOOOH!!!" at that. Except for Carol, who was by Frida's left side, looking at the back and forth between Frida and the other ladies in the kitchen, like a spectator.
"Does he go down on you?" Shontel asked. Frida never said a word. She just looked awkwardly at Shontel.
***
Meanwhile, in the living room, as the others were milling around, all drunk and stupid, Max was sitting by himself on the couch, drunk and in a petulant mood. Earlier on, he saw Paul dance with Frida in a very provocative manner, and ended up in a jealous stew about it. He spent that time since, drinking and sulking on the sofa, not saying or doing anything.
Then, Paul approached Max and sat down to talk to him. "How are you enjoying yourself tonight, mes ami?" he asked Max.
Max just gave Paul a dirty look, while saying to him, "Mmmnpf!!!"😠
"What's wrong?" Paul asks of Max. "Why the attitude?"
"You know why!" Max angrily shot back at his sensei after one too many of Gloria's cocktails. "It's about you and Frida."
"Pardon?" Paul asks of him.
"Oh don't play dumb with me!" Max answered, his inebriation making him feel brave. "The two of you were dirty dancing early on tonight, like you were enjoying each other! You made me look like a big loser in front of Frida!"
Paul, not buying any of Max's complaints, answered him. "Uh...you do understand, don't you, that I'm a gay man. And that I have zero physical interest in Frida, as beautiful and gorgeous as she is!"
"Yeah, I KNOW THAT!!!" Max answered Paul.
"TABAQUOI! Then why are you acting like such a miserable baby about it?" a frustrated Paul asks of Max.
"WHY?" Max answers Paul. "I'll tell you why! Let's just say, for shits and giggles, there was a doppelganger of you out there who was an exact carbon copy of you. Same looks, same height, same built, same intellect, same personality. Everything about that person matches you to a tee, but with ONE big exception. THAT GUY is straight! Now what?!!" Paul had been looking at Max that time like he was being an idiot. But when Max was done saying that, Paul started taking him a bit seriously.
"This is what scares me the most about being in a relationship!" Max confided in Paul while sounding quite weepy about it. "That I would lose someone like Frida to someone who's better than me in every way possible!"
"Ah, Max!" Paul tries to assure him. "You're just being paranoid, is all. Frida would never dump you for someone else. She's not the shallow type."
"HOW DO YOU KNOW THAT?!!" Max shot back at Paul. "Right now, Frida's in the kitchen, talking to the other girls!" He said, pointing towards the kitchen, as his voice started getting whinny. "No doubt, telling them all what a big, pathetic looking loser I am!"☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️
***
"I love it when Max physically picks me up." Frida confines to her lady friends in the kitchen, as a lot of Gloria's cocktails were making them whoop and holler loud as Frida tells them how romantic Max is.
"Wait!" says Jasmine. "You're telling us Max does that to you, on a regular basis?" Frida just nods her head, up and down, at Jasmine with a satisfied smile on her face.
"Oh Frida, that's so romantic!" Martha tells her. "Clyde wouldn't do that! He says he has a wonky back, but I've watched him play pickup basketball to know he's fibbing!"
"How many times has he done that?" Gloria asks Frida.
"I don't know. I've lost count." Frida tells them with her loosening tongue. "One time, when we were out shopping, he decided to pick me up and carry me home, because he thought I looked tired and needed my legs and feet rested."
"Were you?" Carol asked Frida.
"Not really, but I didn't mind." Frida says. "If Max wants to spoil me like that, who am I to protest?"😁
"Oh girl, I'm so jealous of you!" Shontel tells Frida. "Max is so attentive. Does he satisfy you, bed wise?"
"Well..." Frida starts telling them. "Just this last weekend...I woke up in a grumpy mood, and feeling anti social. When I got into the kitchen, Max was there. Awake and in a playful mood. Max started pawing me. Hugging me from behind and kissing me. I was in no mood for any playfulness, and I told Max about it.
"But he kept on pawing and kissing me." Frida continued. "And I was growing more and more angry at him. Until finally, I turned around and let out a wild scream at Max and started hitting and slapping him all over, until I had nothing left in me. I then started crying, and collapsed into Max's arms. He hugged me tightly as I was crying. Then, I looked up and said to him, 'Why won't you let me be miserable?' Then, Max picked me up by my legs, and was holding me across the threshold. He looked at me and said, 'Because I love you!' He then gave me a big, deep kiss that made me tremble. Then he said 'Do you want me to help make that pain of yours go away?' I nodded at him, he smiled, and kissed me passionately, as he took me to the bedroom.
"And he spent most of that morning going down on me!" Frida concluded, as she was playing around with her drink.
That last sentence got the liquored up ladies excited. None more so than Shontel, who asked Frida "You mean to say he did oral on you without you ask..." Shontel never finished as Frida looked up at her, while she was still playing with her glass, with her eyes and her growing smile giving them the answer.
"AAAAH, MY GOD, WOMAN!!!" Shontel screamed out "Don't you let this guy get away from you! He's a rare keeper, they're so hard to find!"
"I know!" Frida tells Shontel and the ladies in the kitchen, as she was getting aroused thinking of Max while circling the rim of her drink with her finger. "Max has been so wonderful to me, since we got together. He's been everything I've wanted in a man, and more. I don't EVER want to lose him!"💘💕💞💗💖🥰
***
"I'M GONNA LOSE FRIDA!!!"😭😭😭😭😭 Max whines, as he starts bawling his eyes out. He was still sitting on the couch, with Paul and Mitch to his right - Mitch was lying on the couch, face up, with his head on Paul's lap - and Sam, Pete, and Bob to Max's left. Sam was lying on the couch with his head close to Max and his legs dangling out over the arm rest, Pete lying with his head on the top of the couch and the rest of his body in a 90 degree angle, and Bob sitting with his back against the arm rest.
Max was going back and forth with his conversations with the Gang. First to Sam, Pete, and Bob, all whinny like, then to Paul and Mitch, in an angry tone.
(S,P,B) "She's gonna dump me for being a pathetic loser!" (P,M) "AND IT'S YOUR FAULT, 'CUZ YOU HAD TO GO SHOW FRIDA YOU'RE BETTER THAN ME!" (S,P,B) "Why do I ALWAYS end up losing the girl!" (P,M) "WHY COULDN'T THE TWO OF YOU HAD SQUARE DANCED, OR SOMETHIN'?"
Then, Bob gets up, grabs Max by the collar, pulls him close to him, and starts silly slapping Max's face just by flapping his wrist. When he was done, he yells at Max, "SNAP OUTTA IT!!! Are you uh mon or uh mouse?"
Max, his head dizzy from all the cocktails he was drinking, composed himself enough to respond, "...want...some...CHEEEESE?!!"🧀😁
Bob, not liking that answer, silly slaps Max some more, then starts talking to him. "Now listen closely. Yer gal is inna kitchen, YOU are standin' here bein' uh baby. It time for ya ta mon up, go to ya gal an' take th' initiative by givin' her whut she wants, which is yuh monly monhood!!!"
"You're right, Bob!" Max tells him. "No more mister wimp guy from me!" The guys in the living room all went "YEAH!"
"No more feeling sorry for myself!" Max says, as the guys yell "YEAH!" at him.
"I'm goin' RIGHT into that kitchen, and assert myself to Frida!" Max continued, as the guys' yeahs started getting louder.
"And I'm gonna let her know, just HOW MUCH OF A MONLY MON I AM...RIGHT NOW!!!" as the guys yelled out a big "YEAH!!!" at Max.
And as Max started to make his first step towards the kitchen, he tripped over the coffee table, and quickly landed face first on the floor. As everyone looked at Max, wondering if he was all right, he said to them, "RIGHT after I scrape my face offa the floor!"
Victor, being surprisingly quiet, for the most part, looks at Max and says "Ugh! He's pathetic." As he drinks his cocktail from a straw.
***
In the kitchen, the ladies are playing a game of Fuck, Marry, Kill, as their intoxication from all the cocktails is affecting them more. Gloria went "Fuck Bob, marry Max, kill Pete!"
Martha went "Fuck Max, marry Paul, kill Bill Pilkey, the gym teacher at Danforth!" Frida went "WHOOOO!!!" at Martha's answer.
Carol went "Fuck no one, marry no one, kill everybody!"
After some awkward silence, Frida, circling the rim of her drink with her finger again, had her turn. "Fuck Max, marry Max, kill Max!"
The ladies looked at Frida all funny. Jasmine then asked "Why would you wanna kill Max?"
Frida, with a bit of a naughty smile on her face, says "'Cuz that way I know, NONE OF YOU BITCHES'LL GET YOUR SKANKY CLAWS IN HIM!!!"😈😈😈😈😈
After looking at her funny, the ladies all started laughing their heads off at Frida's answer. Frida, with a wicked smile on her face, her back in a hunch and her free arm dangling like the wind was moving it, turned to look at Carol, who was still in shock by what Frida had said. Carol responded "DAMN GIRL, you got a sharp edge to ya!" Frida laughed drunkenly at that.
Then, Max makes a big entrance into the kitchen, saying "HELL-loooooo LADIES!!!" Most of the women in the kitchen responded by saying "HI MAAAAAAX!!!" in a flirty manner at him.
Max walks up to them, leaning forward, saying "How's everyone behavin' tonight?" Until his forehead is touching one of Gloria's cupboards.
"We're over here, Maxie!" Gloria tells him.
"I KNOW THAT!!!" Max quickly says, as he twists his body around to look at him, while his legs were crossed over. Max quickly untwisted his legs.
Max then grabs Frida by her shoulder, and pulls her close to him, saying to her "Hiya, huuh-neeeee! Are ya havin' fun with yer new gal palzzzzah?"
"Oh, I'm having the time of my life!" Frida tells Max. "We were all talking about what a handsome, sexy thing you are that we all wanna sink our teeth into!" Frida was pointing at the ladies, who were all waiving their fingers at Max, and acting all flirty at him.
Max, not really expecting that response, had a stupid look on his face, as he says, "Oh!" He then looks at Frida, who's already highly aroused over him, and after an awkward moment, says to her "Love you too, sweetie!" And then Max hugs Frida tightly and proceeds to kiss her, long and deeply. Max's kiss caused Frida's entire body to shake hard. When he broke the kiss, Frida was left looking at Max all bug eyed and her entire body frozen on the spot
But then, there was a gurgle inside Max. After looking at Frida and the ladies awkwardly, Max says, with a cheesy grin on his face "I gotta go to da BAA-troom!"😁
"Go to that door, and turn left." Gloria tells him. "It's the first door you'll see."
"No problemo!" Max says as he grabs the closet doorknob to him and opens it. "I'll shall be done and out without leaving a mess!" Then goes through the door and closes it behind him.
"That's the pantry!" Gloria shouts at Max, while he's inside.
"JUST TESTIN' YA!!!" Max shouts, after he quickly opens the pantry door and leaves it behind. He then stumble walks through the door Gloria told him to take.
"Other way!" Gloria yells at him, as Max didn't turn left. Max is seen casually strolling to the bathroom.
The girls are all huddled around Frida, as she hears them say flattering things about Max, while still frozen and unmoved from the kiss he had planted on her.
"Sigh! He's so handsome!" Jasmine says.
"So sexy!" Martha interjects.
Frida finally starts moving by gulping down the rest of her drink. After she clears her throat, Frida says to the girls...
"Yeeeesssss...He's ALL that!...AND HE'S ALLLLLL MIIIIIIINE!!!!!"😈😈😈😈😈
Coming up: Barclay Davis - Cocktails, Climax!