Page 27 of Poison

"Weirdly enough, that makes a lot of sense."

"I'm Silver, by the way." She held out a hand, and I eagerly shook it.

"I know who you are. I know all of you. Y'all are my favorite band."

"And you're my favorite porn star." Silver patted the spot next to her. "Come sit down. Let's party." She pulled out a tiny baggie from her pocket and emptied the contents onto the palm of her hand. A tiny white cube. "Have you ever had Sugar Cubes before?"

Sugar Cubes were far too expensive for my crappy allowance. The drug supposedly enhanced the senses, especially touch. I heard a guy could rub his dick on a cactus and have an orgasm. "Never had the pleasure."

Silver gave me a serious look. "This drug dehydrates you. It will cook your brain if you don't drink throughout the night. We have plenty of C juice, so I don't want to see you without one."

I nodded as she dropped it into my palm.

"Let it melt in your mouth."

I did as instructed but had to fight the urge not to chew. It was almost funny; I could suck a cock without using my teeth, but anything else that went in my mouth, I had the uncontrollable urge to chew. The drug, which was bittersweet despite its namesake, hit before it fully dissolved.

Tracers followed everything I looked at as I tilted my head, bobbing it to the music playing in the background. A chill ran down my spine as Silver's leg glided against mine. When I looked at her, she smiled and leaned in for a kiss. Weirdly enough, I kissed her back. Her lips felt amazing, and her tongue tasted good. Everything about her felt phenomenal. Her fingers ran along the lining of my pants, and she pulled back abruptly. "Fuck. You're gay."

I stared off into the distance for a moment. "Fuck, you're right. This is fucking awkward."

"Well, maybe you go straight for a night? I mean, you are fucking hot." She brushed her head against my chest. "And you feel fucking amazing!"

I twirled her hair in my fingers, loving the soft strands. "You've seen my videos. I'm always the bottom." I looked between my legs. "I don't even know if I can get this thing to work right now."

She laughed, then clumsily pushed up from the couch. "Well, Mr. Starburst, it's been fun, and I hope we can fucking party again, but I need to find a cock that works."

I chuckled. "If you find one, send them my way."

"Will do."

To say I had a blast was an understatement. When Silver left, I ended up playing ale pong with other members of the band, then shot for shot. By the time the band needed to pack up and leave, I was nearly too fucked up to walk.

Eventually, Vic walked in and wiped down the tables. "I'll walk you home after we lock up."

"To your home, right?" I asked, almost sliding off the chair I was sitting in.

He shook his head. "No. To your place."

"But you can't fuck me there. We'll get in trouble."

He gestured to my entire being. "I'm taking you back to your place so you can sleep this off."

I wobbled over to him, nearly crashing into his chest, and giggled, "Well then, let's go fuck on the couch. Nobody else is here. You can have whatever you want, baby. Anyway, you want me."

"You're too messed up, Isaac." His touch was gentle as he pushed me away.

Spinning around, I slammed my ass into his groin. Vic grunted, but I ignored it and began grinding. "You don't want this?"

"I want it. Just not right now."

I stood up straight and faced him, nearly falling over in the process. "Why not? I'm fucking zazzin. I'm super hot right now."

"You are super hot and zazzin, but I'm not having sex with you. You can barely stand. I am not taking advantage of you."

This was going all wrong. I needed Vic tonight more than he could ever know. I needed free will, and he was snatching it right out of my hands. I needed to have a choice in who I slept with. There was no guarantee I would see him after this. There was always a chance Trevor would find out, and if he did, he would lock me up and throw away the key.

Wrapping my arms around myself, I strode past him, smacking my knee hard on a chair. "Where are you going?"

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