“By the way, before I forget…” Mick reached into his pocket, pulling out a small medicine bottle. Opening it, he shook out two tiny blue pills into Chuck’s palm. “Viagra,” he explained. “Take one now, and it should be fully in your system by the time things heat up.”
“I’ve never had a problem there,” said Chuck defensively.
Mick grinned. “Not questioning your manhood. But trust me, you’re gonna want the added boost. Tina loves a good, long session, if you get me. It can also help with performance anxiety. Some guys THINK they can fuck her with me in the room, but when the time comes they get nervous. This will get you over that hump if it becomes a problem. Last thing you want is equipment failure on a night like this.”
Chuck had to chuckle. “Very true. But why give me two?”
“Back up,” answered Mick. “They’re low dosage. One should be more than enough. But just in case.”
“Besides,” he continued, his smile widening, “who knows how much Lonnie will wind up opening herself up to the experience? You might wind up scoring two yourself!”
Chuck hadn’t even considered that possibility. He’d assumed Lonnie would only deem to be with Mick while he took care of Tina. He hadn’t even imagined the idea of swapping partners. Or that Lonnie might even be remotely interested in him at all, let alone want to fuck him, too.
Chuck looked at the pills in his hand warily. He had no idea whether they were what Mick said they were or not. A small, paranoid voice deep inside his head told him this could all be some elaborate ruse.
Still, Mick’s logic made sense. Throwing caution to the wind, Chuck downed one of the pills, slipping the second into his pocket.
“Fuck it,” thought Chuck, “I’m either about to have the greatest night of my life, or wake up in a tub full of ice with a kidney missing.”
“You’ve taken your first step into a larger world,” Mick drawled in a mock British accent as Chuck washed down the pill with a swig of beer. Again they laughed, Chuck’s fears now fully subsided. Any guy that could do a spot on Obi-Wan Kenobi impersonation couldn’t be that bad, right?
