When Mark woke up he saw cars speeding past him on both sides of the car. In the seat in front of him was John and to the side of John was David, both of whom were fast asleep. John's dad was in the driver seat, exhausted as hell after driving since 4 A.M. He knew it would pay off though as they could just start to see the mountains and it was only ten o'clock.
Mark was looking forward to the coming weekend. It was his junior year spring break and him and his two best friends were headed to Colorado with John's dad -- the coolest guy you'd ever meet. John's family owned a cabin in Vail and the three would spend the weekend skiing all over the mountain.
Mark, John, and David had been best friends since the beginning of high school. They played football together and were practically inseparable on the weekend, unless it was to go fuck a girl or something. They always went to parties together and slept at each other's houses to the point that they had their own toothbrushes there. They had fun together, but they couldn't wait to get out of their boring city and get a chance to make memories for a lifetime.
They had plenty of activities planned for the week. They had an ounce of weed and a bong and some joint papers in Mark's bag, two handles of some fancy vodka in David's bag, and that was all before John's dad had stopped at the dispensary. John also claimed to know some famous rich-kids whose families had cabins up in Vail. According to him, the girls were always down to fuck since they usually didn't have to deal with the guy after the vacation is over.
Mark was happy as he slowly drifted back off to sleep, the easiest way he knew how to keep himself busy. When he awoke, Mark saw what seemed like a winter wonderland. Snow-covered pines covered the mountain above and below the windy road that they were on. By that time, David and John were awake as well but were too preoccupied with the picturesque seen to notice that Mark had woken up.
"Hey sleepyhead, finally woke up I see," John said after a minute in a playful tone.
"How long have I been out?"
"It's noon and we're almost to Vail guys. Do you wanna stop somewhere to get lunch or just go to the house first?" John's dad chimed in.
"I say food first, I'm starving," David said.
"Me too," echoed John.
"Agreed," Mark said, and it appeared that the vote was unanimous.
After about ten minutes, their car pulled into the village of Vail and arrived at one of those restaurants that serves breakfast all-day and just calls it "brunch". They ate their food in a hurry and decided to walk around for a bit and look at the shops.
John's dad went into a men's shoe store that looked more aimed towards middle-aged men so the three kept walking. About halfway down the strip of shops, they walked past a sex shop with some interesting displays.
"Ha look at that," David said giggling at the sex swing used to tie up and fuck people while they are hanging from the ceiling.
"I bet you'd love to be tied up in that," John said, giving David a weirdly seductive look.
"Shut the fuck up weirdo," David said, half-mad but half-laughing, and the three all laugh it off. Those kinds of comments were nothing new from John. John was a super dominant guy in everything he did -- sports, school, games, relationships -- to the point that he always had to kind of sexually belittle other guys by saying things like "when I fuck you" or "come suck my cock." But, John was a super straight guy in every other regard. He had fucked so many girls but could never stay committed to one. That was likely because girls were always all over him since he was the hottest guy in the school. He had a beautiful set of abs imprinted into his olive-tan skin that looked perfect on his hunky 6'3" frame. Most people had heard the rumor about John that his dick was ten inches when hard. To John's friends, the ones that had known him for so long and seen him get out of the shower and such, that wasn't just a rumor.
The three continued to stroll around the shopping area until they finally bumped into John's dad near the exit.
"You guys ready to go?"
"Yeah," the three said in unison.
"Alright, how about a trip to the dispensary on the way home?" John's dad proposed.
"Hell yeah, Dad, that'd be awesome!"
The group made their way back to the car, hopped in, and headed to the dispensary that was located about 20 minutes away. When John's dad came out, he had the widest variety of edibles and weed candy the teenagers had ever seen. They then headed off for John's cabin and the true start to their week at last.
When their car pulled into the driveway of the stately house, John's friends remarked at his understatement calling the place a cabin. The house was big but in no way over the top. The real nice part about the house was just how luxurious it was.
They unpacked the car and took their stuff inside to figure out the rooming situation. John explained that there was a basement with a pool table and movie theater, a main floor with the kitchen, dining room, living room, and three bedrooms, and an upstairs that had two big rooms: one was another living room type area, and the other was a big room with five beds.
It was decided that the three would take the big room upstairs and leave the main bedrooms for John's dad. They lugged their stuff up to their room and had a short-lived fight over who would have what bed. Just as they were getting their stuff settled and starting to unpack their things, John's dad came in the room.
"Hey guys. One of my good buddies from college is in town staying on the other side of the village. He invited me over for dinner and a drink or two so I think I'm gonna head there in about 30 minutes."
"Alright, cool, sounds good Dad."
"Do you guys want me to order you a pizza or something? I feel kinda bad just ditching you guys here."
"Yeah a pizza would be awesome. But don't worry about leaving us here, go have some fun. We have plenty to do to keep us busy," John said and he was right.
That answer seemed to be enough to John's dad and he headed out of the room to go call a pizza shop. Right as he left, the three gave each other a "we have the perfect opportunity to do whatever we want" kind of stare.
"Shit, well this night sure did get a hell of a lot better," David said.
"What should we do?" Mark asked.
"I say we get fucking hammered," John said as he unzipped David's bag and took out one of the massive handles.
"I am completely with you on that one. As long as we can smoke a little weed though too," Mark said.