The group formed a circle of Futons in which they slept in. Four of them slept while the other one stood guard in any case Troy and his buffoons tried to troll them. So Sherrie sat my the dusty leather sofa as she read through her novels.
Alex rose from his slumber with a heavy feeling inside his bladder. “Sherrie?”
“Oh Alex. It’s still my turn.”
“It’s not that. I think I need to pee.”
“Just looke for some rooms out there. Nobody would mind.”
Alex left the room and never returned for the next few minutes. As for Sherrie, she was too entranced by the kinky shit happening inside the pages that she hadn’t realized that Alex was gone for too long.
“Bitch!” Tom hissed. “Where the fuck is my brother?”
“He left. Nature’s calling.”
“When did he leave?”
“11:20 I guess.”
“You fucking stupid bitch. It’s 12 and he hasn’t came back for forty minutes. Give me that stupid book.” Tom snatched the book and threw it outside the open window. “You take my turn for abandoing my brother.”
“B-but...”
“But what bitch? You stand here while I go look for him.”
Tom left the room and when he did, Sherrie grabbed another novel inside her bag.
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“Alex!” Tom called. His voice echoed throughout the house. “Alex! Where the fuck are you?”
No reply came. Instead, a creaking noise came at the end of the hallway. A gust of wind is howling beyond. The wood groaned with every slice of wind. When Tom opened the door, the sound stopped abruptly. Inside the room, Alex was standing with his back in front of Tom. There is this aura of menace surrounding him. Aside from that, he was twitching unnaturally.
“Alex, are you done pissing?”
“Oh yessss brother.” Alex hissed. He never called Tom brother before.
“Let’s go back before you fall in these floors.”
Tom grabbed Alex by the shoulders and pulled him. For a split second, he somehow saw that his brother’t left eye was gouged out. Tom blinked and realized that his brother’s eye was normal. The darkness is starting to get to him. But when he looked down, he saw that his brother’s fly is open with his dick hanging in the fray.
“Dude, you forgot your thing.”
“Thing?”
“This thing.” Tom grabbed Alex by his balls and stuffed it inside his pants. Somehow, his hands got wet and stunk like piss. “Fuck! Did you just piss on me!?”
“Piss...” His brother drooled. “I haven’t done that in a long time.”
“Yeah. You had too much soda.” Tom wiped off the piss on the dusty sofa and applied a lob of hand sanitizer that he got from his brother’s fanny pack.
Both brothers came back to their sleeping spot. But when they got back...