"Ok, so I lied. I didn't want the damn cigarette at all, but I needed to get the fuck out of there because that story brought up a steamy memory of Peter and I when Harry wasn't around. If you ask me how Peter manage to his...infidelity with me to Harry, my answer would be honestly be 'beats the hell outta me' cause I want to know how he hides it myself. Man, the sex on the couch was very good. Fuck, Peter is a good fucker and a good lay. The kitchen counter was tricky, but it was also another good encounter. The bathroom stall at the restaurant was a big mistake because all that fucking made me super hungry for a burger. But the best fuck I had with Peter? On the balcony while Harry was taking care of their kids. So I guess that was another lie because the truth is we fucked five times.

If Harry ever finds out that Peter was unfaithful to him...I don't know. The sad part? I don't even love Peter like that at all. I just wanted to have sex with Peter because Harry said that Peter is fucking amazing in bed, and I have to say, Harry was right. Peter was just a conquest that I never thought would happen.

I better go back inside before they get suspicious, or worse, finish off that blowjob I interrupted earlier.

"Oh yeah, Pete. I'm gonna cum." Harry pants as Peter is bobbing his head up and down. Peter simply bobs his head faster and faster.

"Peter!" Harry yells out as Peter is swallowing his load. As Peter swallows every last drop of Harry's cum, Wade comes in clapping.

"I knew you two couldn't stay away from each other while I was gone for five minutes. So, how does Harry taste, Peter?"

"Like pineapples and strawberries." Peter replies as he puts Harry's dick back in his underwear.

"Pete! Don't tell him my secrets!" Harry says as he's zipping his pants back up.

"Sorry babe." Peter says as he moves in to kiss his husband.

"Let's get back to the game! I wanna find out more secrets about you two!"

"You are one kinky motherfucker. Since you're dying to drink, you're up." Harry says.

"Alright, here we go." Wade says as he pulls a card from the pile. "What would you think if you saw me watching porn?"

"I'd be wondering why are you watching porn in my house, again."

"Quite lying. You saw me watching porn, Osborn?"

"Yup. Maybe this will ring a bell. You came to our New Year's Day party, brought along a guy and a girl, relieved yourself in our linen closet, vomited all over my husband-"

"Oh yeah. That was a fun way to start off 2016. Especially after I proceeded to watch porn for five hours straight, then passed out in your arms, naked. Best party ever, bro. I was still pissed that you didn't want to join me on a jackoff session with me when you saw my 5" friend."

"That's because I was busy being preoccupied with my husband, you macadamia. Besides, you were so wasted that you couldn't even find your way to the guest bedroom after the party was over."

"Don't forget that you were trying to share a bottle of tequila bottle that nobody wanted." Peter reminded Wade.

"Why didn't they want my tequila?" Wade pouts.

"Because you were too busy trying to share a worm that was in your tequila bottle." Harry deadpans as he pulls a card from the pile. "Hmm."

"What does the card say?" Peter asks.

"What would it take for us to have sex?"

"Well, we're married so I'll take a shot of Vodka." Peter says.

"Fine." Harry says pouring a shot for Peter. "Here you go, babe."

"Thanks." Peter says.

"Wade, what would it take for us to have sex?"

"Not much at all, Osborn. First I'd ask you out on a date to The Red Lobster for some cheddar biscuits, then we'd take a midnight stroll on the beach, then go to my place for some chocolate covered, cognac infused strawberries, with a few bottles of alcohol, the get to the fucking."

"Wow. You're pretty...imaginative."

"Yup. And the things I would do to you...it would be mind blowing. See, I would unbutton your shirt, give you a sweet kiss on the lips, kiss your neck, Adam's apple, lick your nipples and lick you up and down until you say stop. Then I'd unbuckle your belt, wrap my arms around your waist, take you to bed and take off every piece of clothing you have on, and proceed to suck your cock, and eat you out. After the foreplay, I'd fuck you into oblivion. I'd make you scream and moan, arch your back, spank you senseless. breed you and make you cum four to five times, back to back, one by one until you're begging me for more."

"Damn, that's just...damn." Harry says with his eyes wide open.

"For real. At least you're an honest fucker!"

"You should've got me before Pete and I were married. I wouldn't have mind being your fuck buddy." Harry says. "Your turn, Pete."

"Ok." Peter says as he pulls the card from the pile. "Finish this line with me: My favorite genre of porn is...?"