Markie 02
Out of respect for Scott and his attempts to get with Julia, I have maintained our agreed upon distance. Out of respect for Carl and his approval to let me mingle at his Fall party for a while, well, we already did it once, so what the hell, right? I mean, he stopped by a few nights later and that’s enough about that. And get all judgmental on me. Someone me once told to stop thinking about it so hard, so I stopped thinking about and it took it hard (OMG, so hard).
Anyways, I did get a new outfit to wear to Carl’s party. I’m not sure it screams “Fall party”, but they just don’t sell denim jeans with a colorful tree leaf patterns printed on them, so black jeans were close enough. But they do sell silicone breast forms and Carl agreed that I could wear such things, so a new black sports bra that could be seen through my sheer black pullover was cool too. Under my light jacket, of course.
And to make sure that I added value to the party, I purchased a large gift basket full of liquor balls. I had no idea what they were, but they were colorful and they looked bite size. That turned out to be a smart move on my part, LOL, mostly. One guy, who’s name I never caught, liked them, even though he may have had one too many beers already.
“What do you have here sweet stuff? Balls? Are these beer balls?”
“Ah, it’s Markie. Liquor balls, bite size liquor balls, but please be forewarned, if you have too many, your girlfriend will be driving you home, sir. Also, please feel free to spread it around that I am bending over backwards to show everyone that I am actually a very nice person. The clothes I chose to wear should not be a factor in considering me for future events or activities.”
“Wow, that was a lot more than the “here, have one” that I was expecting. But now that you mention it, how about you have a few liquor balls, bend over for me and spread those cheeks for me? I mean, you said it, right?”
He was not a good example of the party crowd, but he was very forward and that was a little exciting for me. If you remember Scott was always shy and coy about things, so hearing such a direct come on line was totally different. LOL, and it was still early.
“Hey there, I hear you’re sweet as pie and that you’re rolling liquor balls off of your belly. I’ll take two please.”
“Markie. And the best I can do is to toss a ball into your open mouth.”
“Can I put my head on your belly and look up as you drop it in my mouth? Also, can you lay your head on my belly?”
Yup, still not a good example of the type of people who are enjoying themselves at Carl’s outdoor party Fall party, but the evening was still young. Also, huh, no casual visit from Carl the host yet.
“Hi. Have you tried the liquor balls yet?”
Oh, yeah, things just got better. Well, we’ll see how long it takes for him to come up with some cheesy lines, right?
“Oh, hi there, ah, no, I don’t consume a lot of alcohol. Um, Markie and I’m not ashamed of what I represent, if that’s a concern of yours.”
Hey, I have no problem keeping it real. I have heard all about the unexpected leading to unexpected black eyes.
“Alright, Markie, I’m Jason and I’ll try a blue colored liquor ball.”
“LOL, blue balls are always plural, right? LOL, here, take two.”
“Cute, anyways, if you break away to mingle or socialize, well, look for me, alright?”
“I will. Jason, wait, um, would you help me move this table more towards the corner of the garage?”
That is how a party guest should defne escort behave, right? Funny, witty and responsive. Oh, wait, that was how I acted. Anyways, like a gentleman, he moved the little table I found to sit my basket of balls on. It kind of made me a little secluded corner by using the corner of the garage wall. Also, well, you can judge me now because I peeked down to see if anything was happening down there.
“Is this god for you, Markie?”
“Well, my experience is quite limited, but I like what I see, I mean I like where you relocated the table. Ah, do you mind if I ask you if we’re party flirting or life flirting?”
“LOL, come and find me when you take a break, Markie.”
I heard him say “find me so we can arrange to go out” and that’s all that matters. Oh, and I may have heard him say that we should socialize down by the river. I mean, you heard it too, right?
And then Jason was the only gentleman at the party.
“Hey, the word is that your visible bra is stuffed with liquor balls, so what’s up with that babe? Do you have motor boating thing going on over here? Also, let’s be quick about it while my girlfriend is in the bathroom.”
“Oh, if you swallow what I have stuffed in my bra, you’re going to need a ride to the hospital. Here sir, try a purple liquor ball, it will match the color of your eye after I tell my very protective boyfriend Jason that you tried to stroke off inside of my stuffed bra. Oh, and you’ll still need a ride to the hospital.”
Seriously, is this how people behave at parties these days? OMG, stop with the eye rolls! I know this is what I wanted and where I wanted to be and I’m having a great time, but still, right? A bra stuffed with dissolvable liquor balls? Seriously?
“Hey Markie, how’s it going over here by the corner of the garage? Wow, your basket of balls is getting emptied out.”
Finally, Carl the host stopped by to at least say hello.
“Oh, yeah Carl. Listen, I’m having a great time and your guests love my balls. And all of your friends and guests have been wonderful to me. It’s like I should have been invited to stuff like this long ago.”
“Chill babe and enjoy yourself. Listen, we need to talk. I know that you have noticed Mindi and I. Are you all pissed off and stuff?”
“No baby, I mean Carl, we’re cool. Are you going to get upset if I socialize with Jason for a bit?”
“Fair is fair, so no, but don’t you go forgetting about me and stuff. Have fun.”
Well, that could have better and that could have gone a lot worse, so let the party continue, I suppose. Also, damn, Mindi is attractive. Oh, also out of turn, the female voice I heard next wasn’t Mindi’s.
“Hey, the boyfriend sent me over here to get us some pink balls. The word around the party is that you have some pink balls, so what’s up with that?”
“There is no need to state the obvious. I have these little paper cups for people who wish to take my balls to go. Any particular color? I think each color has a different taste or flavor. Also, my life choices are hard enough. Any and all extra body slams don’t help.”
“Hmmm, fair enough. Four pink balls, two in each cup. You need any help tonight, ah? I’m Hillary, by the way. And by the most important way, a bunch of us were watching you talk to Jason. You’re his type, by my last and final way.”
“I’m Markie. So, by my first way, ah, did I do it right? I was flirting back, right?”
‘Ah, not really, but you’re his type, so whatever. OMG, are these demetevler escort paper cups from a dental office?”
Hey, my neighbor is a Dentist and he likes me. They are those swishing cups, but they are new and still in the plastic wrappings and a few liquor balls fit right in them. I mean, perfect, right? I mean, I said it earlier, I bring the value.
“Um, Hillary, I get the feeling that you have one more by the way that you just figured out.”
“Whew, thanks, again. So, are you going to get with Jason then? We need stuff to gossip about.”
“Is that your absolutely positively last and final by the way?”
“Promise.”
“If he makes a move, I’ll respond.”
“Hmmm, says the crossdressing fem boy who had to ask if he was flirting correctly. There’s a small bathroom off of the breezeway, just saying.”
See? That’s the kind of people who you should mingle with at a party. The kind with useful and valuable information.
But my basket wasn’t quite empty yet, so I carried on and absorbed all of the party atmosphere. Also, damn, I should have gone to parties a long time ago. It was fun to have fun.
“Oh, I made it before you ran out. The word circulating around the party is that the brunette with a ponytail was a little short on balls. What color do you suggest?”
“Well Steve and I know your name is Steve because that girl who had you on the side of the garage kept saying “OMG Steve, cum already!” as she pulled you off like a pro. So, blue is no longer your color, so how about red? It matches the eyes of the guy staring you down right now. I assume that’s Lacey’s boyfriend. Also, I know her name is Lacey because you kept screaming out “faster Lacey, stroke it faster” and very loudly, I might add.”
“Hah, and which one of us are you jealous of, little one with the colorful balls and the ponytail that I want to pull on?”
PUSH, SHOVE, MISSED HEADLOCK. (Hey, this isn’t the Oscars, so no POP, SMACK, POW)
Hah himself! And no, that wasn’t me sissy pushing him around. I just kept him distracted while Lacey’s boyfriend snuck up behind him and proved to me that even ex-football players are as sissy at stuff as I am. LOL, worst cheating girlfriend confrontation ever!
“CARL? Carl, clean up in aisle 1. Two ridiculous guys wrestling around in front of my liquor ball table like sissies!”
Oh, so Lacey decided to show her face from around the side of the garage, did she?
“OMG, thanks, ah, fem boy ball server???? Look at them sissy it out, right? Smack him Dale! He forced me to do stuff to his fat cock around the side of the garage! Come on Dale, defend my honor, you bitch of a boyfriend!”
“Huff, puff, can’t, huff, babe, I got, puff, that city award, puff, coming up. Puff, eat grass, Steve.”
Alright, I’m done with that. LOL, so done with that, but apparently, not done with Lacey, loose Lacey.
“Here loose Lacey, have a dental swishing cup with a couple of pink liquor balls in it. You looked flushed.”
“Hey, watch it missy sissy! Did you enjoy watching me? Hmmm, Raspberry Vodka!!!”
“Oh, I did. I noticed that you kept your hand under like this. I always thought it should be positioned higher like this and with this type of motion.”
Ah, am I seriously having this conversation?
“Oh, either way produces results, but sometimes I like to let them shoot in my mouth and it’s less awkward if my hand is from underneath. It’s no joke if you miss your mouth because your hand was in the way. demirözü escort LOL, it makes for a bad hair day. But thanks for sharing your adorable pink balls with me. Oh, by a way that I borrowed from Luci because she’s afraid to talk to a fem boy, me and the girls were talking and we agreed that our boyfriends, our side pieces, our occasional slam pieces, a random guy or two, our neighbors on both sides and the clerk at the “Stop & Rob” convenience store all have normal or big dicks, so we want to see what you don’t have. So, can we watch you and Jason in the side bathroom at 9:33pm sharp? I mean, the word is that you told Carl that fair is fair and you watched me, so, how about it?”
No, seriously, is this acceptable party conversation? Jason to my rescue, right? LOL, maybe, maybe not.
“OMG, Markie, are you alright? I heard there was trouble near your corner. Ah, why are these two, ah, wrestling in the grass in front of you? Um, is that wrestling? Anyways, we should get you out of here quick for your safety.”
“It’s alright Jason. It was just a simple misunderstanding. Loose Lacey had one too many liquor balls and accidently jacked off the wrong guy on the side of the garage. But she didn’t put in her mouth, so it’s all good. Also, nothing about the way Dale and Steve are rolling around on the grass is sexy, so don’t try any of that with me later. Besides, my balls aren’t empty yet and neither is my basket of balls and all of the excitement has attracted quite a crowd who want to sample my balls, so good bye now. And yes, I’ll have plenty of time to put your balls in a cupping position later.”
“Fine, but just remember, you’re my boyfriend until I dump in four days!”
Oh, so is that how things work at Fall parties? You pass out a few liquor balls, you cup a few other balls and then all of a sudden, you’re claimed property? Hah! Step aside Jason, there is a line forming.
“Sir, you’re next, what color of liquor ball would you care for tonight? Markie, by the way. And because I get all the “by the ways” that I want, I don’t have any balls in my basket that will compliment your skin tone. I told you that they call me Markie, right? Also, the music has been getting louder as the night goes on, so feel free to move closer.”
“I’m Gino G and I’ve been watching you. I like your distribution style. Any chance you might you be interested in working at my upcoming Halloween party?”
“Do I get to wear a costume of my choice, Gino G? Like maybe a coffee shop attendee?”
“Anything you want, Markie. Where do I buy boxes and boxes of these balls?”
“I’ll send you the link. Would you happen to have someone back me up? I’ve had a few somewhat freaky people tonight.”
“No problem, Gino J will watch your back at your set up and Gino V will cover you when you need to use the bathroom. However, you come alone, I mean leave that freak Jason behind. Deal?”
“Jason? Jason who? Oh, you mean that freak over there who wants to have sex with me three times tonight and then I’m supposed to ignore it when he saves the used condoms because he wants to take them home to do nasty things with his own nasty stuff? That Jason?”
“Dump your number in my phone, Markie. And give me one purple ball. Jason the freak may need a drink.”
“Gladly, but if I understand things correctly from Chang, if I submit to you, then you are obligated to assign me a number. Also, I submit.”
“Oh, a smart one, huh? I like you even better now. Empty your basket of balls and come find me.”
See? That’s how socializing at parties should go! I mean, you heard it right? If I let Gino G walk to my SUV when I leave the party, I will automatically move up to at least number three. And who knows where I will land if I bring the empty basket that used to contain liquor balls.
End Markie 02