Page 3 of Party Animal
Everyone has baggage, whether it’s a footlocker or a tote bag.Joey’s parents disowned him and Paul lost his to cancer and heart disease.Their siblings lived across the country.
We’re a study in contrasts.Joey is the light to my dark.Paul is a ginger, and his quiet, reflective temperament emphasizes my extroverted personality.Despite our differences, we gravitated toward each other and became family.We call ourselves the three Musketeers, make up our own holiday traditions, and hit the clubs together.
Joey and Paul were already seated when I arrived at Tidbits.A third man was sitting between them.No surprise there.Strangers often recognized Joey or me and asked to join us.Sometimes we let them -- if they were hot.This guy was okay, nothing exceptional.That was surprising.Maybe he was new in the business.Maybe he had a big cock and was crazy in bed.Maybe I’d take him home later and find out.I never left the club alone.
Joey started waving when he saw me.He moved closer to the new guy to make room for me and I slid into the booth.“This is Lee.Lee, this is Casey.”
Lee looked better close up.I could see his big brown eyes behind the tortoise shell glasses.His brown hair and stubbled jaw framed good cheekbones.I gave him a seductive smile.“Do you come here often, Lee?”
“First time.”
I winked at him.“There’s a first time for everything.”
Before he could reply, a cute guy with a nice bubble butt walked over to our table.“Hi Casey.I’m Beau and I got a Pornstar Martini with your name on it.”
“That earns you a seat at the table.I love a good cocktail.”
Joey smirked.“I thought you liked protein shakes.”
I took a sip.“It’s all good.”
“Can I take a photo with you, Casey?”
Beau flashed a killer smile and I couldn’t refuse.I pulled him closer as he took out his phone and while he snapped a selfie, I squeezed his ass.He blushed and wiggled a little closer.
“I love your movies, Casey.”
“I’m just Casey’s wingman,” Joey said in a stage whisper.
Beau looked horrified.“I love you too, Joey.It’s just that Casey is more my type.”
I winked at Joey.“Size does matter.”Then I turned my attention back to Beau.“Wait until you see the new video.Give me your address.I’ll send you a copy when it’s done.”
I handed Beau my cell phone and he punched in the info.We chatted for another minute and I considered keeping him, but I was still undecided about Lee.I snuck a glance at him.Cute, in a nerdy way, he was growing on me.I gave Beau a playful swat and he left to join his friends at the bar.
“Sorry about that, Lee.I’m a lightning rod for the fans.”
Joey guffawed.“You mean the obsessed stalkers who want to see how they compare and then exaggerate their exploits to their friends.”
“What’s wrong with that?As long as the sex is good, then everybody’s happy.”
“Not me,” Joey said.“I get enough sex at work.I like a little connectedness after hours.”
“Whatever turns you on.Me, I say relationships are overrated.Why settle for one lover who will disappoint you down the road when you can have one incredible sexual adventure after another.”
Lee’s judgy eyes bored right through me.“At least you’re honest and upfront about it.”
“Damn right.”I stared back at him, curious to know what made this tight ass tick.“What’s your take on it?”
“It?”
“Fucking.”
“I think we’ve become too desensitized to sex.It’s not special anymore.I want to feel butterflies in my stomach before I fuck someone.”
I choked down a laugh.“You’re kidding, right?It’s just fucking, a natural instinct like being hungry or taking a piss.Don’t make it more complicated than it is.”
Lee’s expression went grim.“What about love?”
