This is an entry for the
750 Word Project 2025
"Nah, this is fucked... This is fucked right?" Grant laughed loud and uneasily. "You're joking right? Like, I know we're twisted- but NOOO, this isn't something we joke about... is it?"
Kasie leaned forward and grabbed her glass of wine off the coffee table. She sat in a pair of tiny shorts and oversized sweatshirt, a contradiction of sexy but protected. Which was a confusing place to present herself in, with the topic that was just broached.
In the other chair was Frank, her long time boyfriend.
Grant, Frank and Kasie had been best buds in college and had happily been in each others lives right through their twenties.
Kasie took a gulp of red before responding.
"Dude, tell me if Im wrong- but this fucking well goes back between us all no? SECOND YEAR?" She sat back. Grant frantically kept moving his eyes from friend to friend, his own glass untouched. He figured that this wasn't a Frank original idea, that there was no way he was the one behind this indecent proposal. But as hesitant as he seemed, Frank did not seem to back down.
Grants mind flashed back to second year in college. There was this one time...
The three of them were hot boxing in a closet when she challenged the boys to kiss. Frank had not only taken the lead with his lips, but had quietly reached down to massage Grant's cock through his shorts.
Some time after, Grant would return the favour with a drunk Frank, when he had to prop him up in the bathroom and hold his friends cock while he pissed. Grant had barely shaken the dribble off Frank's cock when it stiffened in his hand, and the glance between them said to keep going. It was only a drunk Kasie barging in to puke in the sink that stopped the moment.