For the past week, Benji was constantly around. I tried to beat off in the shower while he watched TV, but couldn’t come. I thought I was going into pussy withdrawal. I needed to get laid tonight… badly! If I didn’t score tonight, I didn’t know what I’d do.

We’d planned to arrive early at the lake and get a head start on drinking. There was also the matter of room choice for the highly anticipated events later in the evening. Mike and Kelly, of course, would take the master. The house was his parents and the master offered the biggest bed. When I learned John and Brian would take the remaining bedrooms, I was shocked. I was really hoping Kelly would bring Zoey, one of her slutty cheerleader friends. She was rumored to not only be easy, but a little freaky, if you could get her alone. If she did show, I was hoping to get a shot at her freaky side. That meant having a bedroom.

“What about us? I mean, there’s only three bedrooms! If Zoey shows, what am I supposed to do?”

“You guys will have to take a couch. Just don’t spill beer, and don’t leave any peter tracks!” Mike cautioned with sarcasm.

“Why don’t we get a bed? I mean, I helped plan this thing. You know how Zoey is!”

“Hey, you guys got here last. John and Brian called the rooms. You shoulda gotten off your asses and got here earlier. We’ve been here most of the day! Now, if one of them strikes out…”

“Hey, that’s bullshit, man! We’re all gonna get laid tonight…even John! You guys will just have to fuck on the couch. Or, you can use my bed when I’m done. Just put a towel down!” Brian laughed.