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^{this is part 2 of this that I’m trying to record before I forget too much…probably 2-3 more portions about this length left to go lol…might post on a relevant actual subreddit when it’s all put together?}

“Uh, so this crazy, right? We’re like, not laughing anymore…but she’s still joking or like, is she not joking anymore? Wtf is this? A game of cock choking chicken???”

I can’t read minds, but I think that’s probably close to what Darius, Danny and Cody were thinking at that moment. Well, maybe not Darius. He was getting revved up and seemed like was getting on my energy level some…

…And sure enough: Darius worked up the courage to attempt pushing the conversation past the point where we could all just pretend we were joking and move on, just ignoring the sexually charged interaction we were all well aware of…he said:

“Haha, ha…ha…okay though for real, and obviously NO ONE can tell Ricky, but like, Meg, you’re funny and it’s cool you’re joking and messing with us about it, but I sincerely hope you take it as a compliment…I mean the attraction was always real and the whole gold standard thing was basically an immutable law of nature to us teen hormone maniacs…and it’s true that nobody else ever matched up to you…”

I was confused…no idea what he was talking about and asked “Uhhh, what? Like, I didn’t follow like any of that.”

Danny spoke up: “Come on, Meg! You know the three of us always fantasized about you back in the day…the whole gold standard thing your bro hates?”

I was still lost…”Gold standard?”

Danny sat forward and raised his eyebrows: “You know, right? The gold standard thing…the DSL gold standard?”

I. Was. Still. Lost. Darius finally explained:

“Haha oh shit, you don’t know?! Ha, well, when we were like 16 the three of us decided, uh, ha, well, that your lips are the “gold standard of dick sucking lips”. Like, isn’t that what your whole sucking cock/choking joke was referring to in the first place?? I think we all figured you were just giving us a hard time since Ricky wasn’t around and naturally he always hated it…”

Lol, DSL gold standard. These fucking weirdos were just as weird as I always assumed they were lol…gotta say though I was also actually flattered and to my surprise, was getting kind of aroused…

I laughed a little bit, not knowing at first how to respond. I glanced at each of them…we were all waiting to see what would happen next…I made eye contact with Darius for a second and then looked down so he wouldn’t think I was just staring him…but in doing so, I noticed Darius had sweatpants on and from the looks of it, was not wearing underwear, because I could see his sweatpants outlining his cock on one of his inner thighs.

I glanced up again…but turns out Darius had never stopped looking my way…soooo, he totally saw me eyeing up his cock, which, from what I could estimate based on the partial view I got, was like, big.

That was my internal dialogue before taking a deep breath, wiping my fake laughter, forced smile away and replacing it with a little smirk that finally hinted at my actual thoughts…I broke the silence:

“Soooooo, the DSL gold standard? Seriously? You guys were so fucking strange haha. I suppose I am flattered though. You’re dipshits, but like the good kind I guess haha…also, so no, I really hadn’t ever heard you horny fucks say that before so I wasn’t doing a reference thing...I was just, uh, making cock choking jokes all on my own?…Ha, I uh, I guess I forgot what group I was with and that you guys only really know the Rickys sister side of me…”

Darius joked: “ah, so the truth comes out! You’ve had a cock choking side to you hidden from us all along! Haven’t you?!”

I snapped right back with just:

“Yes.”

Darius’ eyes widened, “wait, yes?”

I’d had enough of the pretense lol, so I just said “okay like, fine, since I’m sure you’re obviously all fucking dying to know…yes. Yeah, I actually do like choking on cocks slash like, deep throat training…I mean, sucking cock in general…well, cocks doing other stuff too haha, but like, adventurous stuff…preferably with cum for me to swallow…alright?! Does that satisfy you fucking pervs?…Oh and I definitely don’t have top top tier lips, sorry ha, DSLs, but I do know how to use them and you’re not the first men to compliment my lips…well actually, maybe you were way back when, but not to my face way back when haha.”

“Uhhh, sooooooo…now what?…”

They were speechless. We had passed the threshold…things were about to get openly sexual or get extremely awkward, in which case I’d probably be leaving a few minutes later.

I downed the rest of my drink and then just dove into the moment, broke the tension by talking all play-bossy style to give an order to the three of them: “well, alright, so like you said earlier, you’re my choke support squad? Yeah? Well someone’s gotta give your crew some direction and I’m clearly the only one suited to the task, so listen up! Here’s what we do next: just chill out, sit the fuck down and let’s watch this Vikings gaaaaame. There’s only a few minutes left, we still gonna choke one the field or is it for sure cock chokes only now?!”

They all laughed, grabbed their drinks and got back to watching the end of the game.

Anxious tension successfully navigated. Sexual tension kept intact.

As I watched the last minutes of what seemed like a shocking non-choke job by the Vikings, I realized that regardless of my earlier intentions, my body had apparently taken the group’s conversation quite seriously. I spread a blanket over myself and discreetly slid my hand down the front of my shorts, under my underwear and gently onto my pussy to confirm my assessment.

Aaaaand, yup:

Wet as fuck.

I used my other hand to feel outside my shorts…aaaand apparently wet as fuck was an understatement, as there was a small wet spot that had soaked through to the outside of my shorts, but it was between my legs, so it wasn’t an issue…my head was entering distracted horny brain territory though lol:

“…or was it a big wet spot?…How can I know without seeing it? Wait, is my hand really under my thong?…Wait, am I wearing a thong? I, ummm…”

“Fuck it, who cares?” I thought, my attention coming back once I managed to take my hands out of my shorts lol. I noticed everyone had all stopped talking.

All I could think about was how if I was this turned on and wet right now, then at least one of them probably has a hard dock right now.

“I bet there’s a little precum. I bet it’s tasty…I bet he’s thinking about how much he would love it if I actually did it…” I was starting to egg myself on, it seemed lol…and well, it worked, because I at this point I decided I was no longer just a passive observer of wherever this little playfulness might head. I went full fuck it mode and was now going to actively pursue this encounter tonight…

…and either that’s what they’ve been silently pining for and hoping I would do, or I have made a big error in judgement and will be ridiculously embarrassed, but I was in too deep for it to be able to go back to totally normal like it was before anyway. One way or another this again-growing tension would have to come to a head (yeah I know, phrasing lol).

Well the game reached the two minute warning with still no sign of a Vikings choke job. Even reading this now that probably seems wrong to you despite having already occurred. But it was actually real. In fact, even Cody admitted the team really was going to avoid their standard choking catastrophe for this game.

The commercial break started…and that was my time to do an actual testing of the waters I was now committed to braving…

I stood up and said I would mix us some more drinks and that they can all just keep their cups and is come to them and pour from a pitcher. Before going to the kitchen though I sat on the coffee table facing the couch and said:

“Oh first though, help me out with something quick…I don’t know if I like spilled something or what, but I just feel like I have a wet spot on my shorts and I can really look at my own ass, so just tell me if you can see something there…it feels like maybe below my butt…or maybe more forward between my legs, I don’t know, just check for me please k?”

Then I laid back on the table and pulled my legs back about half as far as I’m able to. “Do you see anything?”

Darius was the most eager…he stood up and got closer, bending over to “look.”

“Oh yeah, I think there’s a bit of a wet spot right in the middle there…not sure how far back it goes though.”

Oooh, those waters felt pretty nice with Darius hopping in to join me now….

“Oh, well hold on, I’ll move so you can see that whole area to check for me,” I said happily as I showed off a more impressive display of my flexibility by bringing my legs all the way back, my feet positioned behind my head.

Yeah, I was laying it on thick lol…

I could tell Darius was committed to this now too. He took the same leap from passivity to active pursuit like I had.

He pointed right at my pussy. “Yup, wet spot. Right Cody?”

Cody leaned in and nodded in agreement.

(to be continued…keep an eye out for part 3 and let me know if this is any good lol, not sure if I’m putting this together well or sucking)

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