The night wears on, the guys run amok both in the house and at the bars before you all stumble home in a drunken stupor.
With a heave, you and jack drop Dean into the spare bed, taking off his shoes and jeans. Drunkenly he rips his own shirt off before passing out. You and Jack laugh and head out to the loungeroom. You pass by Ross's room where he is passed out face down naked.
In the loungeroom you walk in to see Spence and Pat laying down on the lounges, finishing off the cases in a challenge. Spence has a Squirming Lane in his fist as he holds him in front of his face. After a deep breath Spence Unleashes a rumbling burp all over the tiny man before cackling a sharp laugh.
Pat smiles "pass him here" to which Spence obliges. Pat swings his legs up over his head, stretching his undies over his tanned surfer ass. He positions tiny Lane against the sweaty crack as he lays back. Painfully he Grunts and a stream of hot fart rushes over the tiny man, causing him to cough and wheeze.
Jack peels his sweat stained tshirt off, dripping from his time on the dance floor. He walks over to Pat with his huge, bare hairy chest wobbling with each setp, his hairy ass hangs out the back of his low riding jeans. "You guys are trying too hard, Here" he says reaching for Lane. The poor little fella mustnt be able to take anymore as his body dangles limp in Jack's hands. Jack doesnt care as he stumbles about before sitting down next to you. His beer gut from years of drinking forms a deep fold, swiftly he jams the little guy in, leaving him to soak in his sweaty, hairy cave. Spence laughs at the sight of his surfer brother jammed up in jack's fat roll. The two of you sit and talk privately whilst pat and spence continue drinking and smoking everything in sight, Jack is a cool bloke and a good friend you realise as you talk about anything and everything.
After another 2 beers, Jack pulls the little fella out and dumps him on the table. He rustles about and slips his Jeans off, leaving him in his dirty underwear which strains against his groin and ass. "Well im gonna go to bed before I puke. Where are you sleeping shagger?" you just shrug your shoulders. "Well if you need blankets there should be some in Ross's room, although You're welcome to come share my king sized bed, I wont bite" he laughs as he walks down the hall. You decide
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