"So there I was with my pants down by my knees, fucking her so fast as if I was in a race. And she was so close. All I wanted was for her to fall apart. I didn't care if anyone turned the corner and caught us. In that moment it was all about her, you know. And me, of course. I wanted to fucking cum so far up inside her as humanly possible."
Kevin took a sip of his drink to lubricate his voice a bit before continuing the story.
"And then this fucking dog walks up to us and starts pulling on my pants. Really fucking pull on them to a point where I'm dead sure it will pull me down the street. Could you imagine that? Just me being pulled by this giant dog with my dick out in the open. What a sight to scare anyone."
He took another sip. He held his friends' attention with the story.
"But even this dog wasn't gonna stop me from getting what I wanted. I fucking wanted her to cum. It seemed like the most important thing in the world in that moment. So I held on tighter to her hips, thinking that if this dog managed to actually pull me down the street, I was gonna pull her with me and continue to fuck her despite what this dog was trying to do."
His friends laughed at that statement. He smirked and took another sip from his drink.
"I managed to stand my ground though. She came and so did I. When I pulled out of her, the dog let go of me and fucking grinned at me. Have you ever seen a grinning dog before? Well, the big shit head fucking grinned at me and wagged his tail. He wanted to play. And she just laughed. That's how I knew she was the one. I fell in love in that moment. I fell even more in love a minute later when she noticed the dog didn't have a collar. After fixing our clothes, she asked me to drive her to the nearest vet to check the dog for a chip. There was none. She tried finding the owner but no one came forward. So she adopted him. I mean, we adopted him. Or she adopted me and the dog, and here we are a year later. I fucking love her."
He emptied his drink and smiled at his friends. His dog came running in and ran straight over to him to be petted.
"There's my big shit head," Kevin stroked the dog's head. "I love you, buddy."
"Great story," Sami said.
"Where is Darla?" Aleister asked.
"Right here," Darla answered.
Darla came walking into the room as well. She had just gotten home after walking the dog. Hearing voices in the living room had of course made the dog run in there first while she got out of her shoes.
Kevin smirked at the sight of his girlfriend. Her short, black and pink hair was being held up by gel. He loved that short, spiky hairstyle on her. Her bright blue eyes always made everything about her come more alive. She walked over to him and leaned down to give him a kiss.
"What are you boys talking about?" Darla asked.
"Kevin was telling us the story about the day you two met," Sami said.
"Oh my god, that was hilarious," Darla said. "There he was with his pants down by his knees..."