The Wedding Guests
By The_Shadow_Rising
Quiet clouds lazily drifted across the sky as late afternoon began to turn to night-time in the City of Taboo Dreams. Warmth permeated the air and filled the residents of the City with a playfulness that only sparked hotter with the twinkling of the neon lights flashing on in places.
Shorehaven was alive and about to go out to play. And everyone knew it. People were getting ready to head out for the night, whether to a bar, a nightclub, or to their friends' places. Fun was on the agenda, and so was a lot of sex. Beautiful girlfriends headed out, ready to kneel in front of their boyfriend's best friends when something happened, eager to take their cocks into their mouths. Desperate to swallow cum.
Hot wives leaned over tables and counter tops so that their husband's bosses could plough them wildly from behind. Naughty fiancées looked at their engagement rings as they were fucked into their beds by their fiancé's rivals. And sexy mothers, sisters, and daughters cried out into the night as pleasure overtook them as they had sex with their sons, brothers, and fathers.
Shorehaven was where dreams came true, and the sexier those dreams were the better. In one house in Gainborough the warmth was gentle yet persistent, and one person's dreams were about to become a reality. For that person, their night was about to become wonderful and their future bright. Little did they know what they would unleash by the power of their own dreams becoming a reality.
In that house Noah Young was sitting on the edge of his sofa, eagerly watching the game of baseball on the television. He was enrapt by it. He couldn't look away even if his sexy girlfriend of three years walked in naked! Which she wouldn't do as she wasn't there at the moment. But still, the point stood.
The only thing Noah really paid attention to other than the game was his best friend, Logan Reid, sitting next to him and just as eagerly chanting on the opposite team. He couldn't not pay attention to his friend when Logan was shouting out loud and almost jumping up and down in his seat. He got very vocal when it came to baseball.
But Noah was content. At least for now he was. He had nothing else to think about except for the fun night ahead and the great game on the television. That was when Logan spoke.
"Looks like you're going to lose this one, Noah. The game's almost finished and your team is down. Ready for the walk of shame?" The tall, brown-haired man said.
"It isn't over yet, my man. We've still got a chance." Noah replied confidently. "All we need is a couple more home runs and we're golden."
"Well you won't get them. That's just wishing for great things. Be realistic." Logan responded jovially, already thinking he had won.
"Oh yeah? You sound pretty confident. Got something riding on the game, have we?" Noah laughed.
"As a matter of fact, yes. I put a hundred down for the Soarers to win and they're going to kick ass. Just look at how they've performed already!" Logan replied good-humouredly.
Noah looked away from the television long enough to gaze at his friend, who smiled at him smugly.
"You put a hundred on this game?" Noah asked disbelievingly.
"Yeah, makes the game that much more fun to watch when you've got something riding on it." Logan answered amusedly, "There's nothing like the adrenaline of knowing you're going to win big as well as watch your favourite team come out on top."
For a moment, Noah looked at his friend. He hadn't thought Logan was the gambling type. He certainly wasn't. But he did wonder just what that feeling was like if Logan said it was exhilarating. Maybe he was onto something.
"Yeah, well I'm not stupid enough to lose my money on a game." Noah said prudently.
"You're just scared. Live a little. Come on, I'll bet with you now if you're so confident that your team can make a comeback this late in the game." Logan jeered playfully.
Noah thought about his chances and how he didn't like to gamble. The game was almost done and the odds of his team winning were a bit remote. But still, something in him wanted to show his friend how wrong he was. Something wanted to believe in his team and to take a chance.
But if he lost money to Logan, who may be his best friend, but Ashlei, Noah's long-term girlfriend, didn't like him very much, he was sure to get into trouble. So he wracked his brain in the few seconds his friend smirked at him, thinking he'd won.
That look was almost unbearable, and so was the smugness radiating off his friend as if the game was already done with. That irked at Noah and he wanted to do something to wipe the smile off his friend's face. That was when a brilliant idea came to the dark-haired boyfriend of three years. He
did
believe in his team, and they
could
win. He just had to have faith. The game wasn't over yet, and his team
was
the better team overall.
The idea that came to him was so refreshingly beautiful that Noah almost laughed. He did grin broadly all of a sudden and Logan eyed him curiously.
"What's up with you?" Logan asked confidently.
"You're that confident that you'll win?" Noah asked secretively.
"Yeah. This one's already in the bag." His best friend answered surely.
"Then I tell you what, I'll make a bet with you." Noah said assertively, feeling the rush of gambling suddenly pulse through him and the thrill of hoping that his team would come back and win. "If you're not too scared, that is?"
"Scared? Of you? Bring it on, boy." Logan replied amusedly.
"Ok. If my team loses I will clean your house and car for a month." Noah said calmly.
"And if you win? However unlikely that is." Logan responded sarcastically.
