Shitfaced by him

**Chrissy**

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I was frozen in my spot. For once, my soul had left my body and returned very embarrassed and shocked. 

I haven't seen Egan for two years without a single reason, and now he's on your porch…
  “I could just go to the family house if I'm not welcomed here,” Egan, the ever-silent cocky guy, snapped. 
  “Oh um,” I snapped out of my thoughts. “Please, come in—”
  “Babe, is everything okay?” I heard Dayle scream from the living room. 
I stepped out of the way while Egan stared at me with uncertainty. 
I must have scared the shit out of him rubbing my embarrassment on him.

A second later, Dayle approached us as his eyes landed on Egan, shocked just as I was some minutes ago. 
  “Egan fucking Montez?” asked Dayle, cheerfully. 
The next second, they were hugging, doing their customized handshake, shouting, and the like while I just stood there like a mummified corpse on her feet.
  “Come on in,” Dayle said, helping Egan with his luggage. 

Is he going to stay for a ton of days? Weeks? Or maybe months. 
Dammit, I shouldn't be asking that, I reminded myself. 

They walked past me talking about France and other places that he's been hiding. I closed the door and headed back to the living room, they were there. 
My guess is, Dayle had gone to show Egan to his room. I could still hear their voices, echoing in the building. 

Five minutes later, they returned downstairs. Daylevl was fully dressed in a sweatshirt and pants, ready to leave with Egan. 

I just realized that Egan now had a low cut and piercings on both ears—giving that biker vibe. 
It used to be Dayle’s thing in University but ever since Dayle started working at his father’s company, he let his hair grow longer, very well kept and trimmed. He looked just like a king in his prime. 

“Babe, are you really... okay?” Dayle asked as he approached me. He went on a knee, taking my hand and scanning my face as well. 
  “Yeah baby, I'm just thinking a whole lot. It’s nothing at all,” I forced a smile.  
  “Okay, baby. Egan and I are going out for drinks after surprising Steve at his crib. Are you sure I don't have to stay back for you? Or… you could come with us,”
  “Jeez, Dayle, it's boys’ night, right? Go ahead, I’ll just finish the movie,” I coaxed, knowing fully that Egan had been staring at me. However, it made me feel uncomfortable in my house. Just wow. 
He didn't even want to pretend about it either. 

This Guy?!”

“Alright, see you soon baby! Love you a lot!” Dayle said as we shared a lingering kiss, yet Egan was still staring at us—me as his jaws tightened. 
  “Love you too, jerk!” I snapped with a smile as Dayle rose to leave. “Wait a sec, is everything okay between you two? You've barely said a word,” Dayle pointed out, splitting his gaze between me and Egan who was casually pocketing his hands with a thick smirk. 
  “She’s obviously shitfaced by me—probably doesn't want me here, so!” Egam snapped, undisturbed. 
  “C’mon man, my girl’s just shocked and stressed. You've been away for two years without a single word! That's that.” Dayle said and I agreed with him. 
   “Okay, she could prove that she's not angry that I'm here by the way,” he calmly said as a message dropped in his phone. He took a peek and lifted his head. “We gotta go! I was that Steve is home,” he announced.
Dayle leaned over me as we kissed while Egan rubbed his nose swiftly and headed out. 

That moment, I felt like something had left with him, making it more terrifying to me. 
  “Don’t stay out too late, Dayle, you have work tomorrow!” I said.  
  “Oh, sure!” he nodded and sprinted off. 

Something about Egan’s sudden appearance makes it hard to digest. I'm not sure what I want to expect, but this is screaming TROUBLE. 
Like, me, Dayle, and Egan under one roof isn't what I had expected recently. 

I lost interest in the movie because I had been thinking about Egan’s weird stares at me until I fell asleep. 

…
The next morning, I stretched like a yoga coach before sitting up. I saw Dayle beside me in bed. 
How did I get here? I slept off on the couch last night. Obviously, my perfect boyfriend brought me here. 
I leaned in and placed a kiss on his cheek stretching a hand to feel his member. 

Okay, there was a boner.

“Oh shit, Chriss, stop freaking me out that way,” he sprang up like a mushroom while I cracked up, staring at his muddled gaze. 
  “You always do that! You know how much my dick means to me, baby!” he let out, a streak of embarrassment laced on his face. 
  “My bad! I was just… helping you check on ‘OUR’ dick. You’ve got a boner,” I pointed out, biting my lower lip. 
  “Which means?” his voice leveled out, licking his lips swiftly. 
  “Which means that I could help with that,” I said, slipping my hand into his shorts as I reached for his erect rod, dripping pre-cum. 
  “I see that someone is ready for me, huh?!” I let out with a sultry voice. 
  “That's your effect on me every goddamn day…” he snapped, smirking at me as I went under the sheets, taking his full length into my mouth, gliding on it slowly while his breathing grew faster following the rhythm I gave. 

His fingers sliding in my hair, guiding my head while he groaned. 
  “You’re the death of me, I fucking swear! I love your lips around my dick and how you flick your tongue on the head,” he let out, his moans filled my ear pushing me to end him until he came in my mouth, tightly holding arms but gently as he writhed.  
Seconds later, I heard our door open. 

Fuck! I screamed in my head as I slipped out only to meet Egan’s gaze, staring at me and Dayle. 
  “Wow, E,  you could at least knock,” Dayle let out.
  “Yeah I could have but you all were too busy to hear me, asshole!” Egan snapped. I just remained there with Dayle’s cum around my mouth. 

This is so damn embarrassing again. 

“Well, Mrs. Lena and the twins are in the living room. Clean up ‘cause it smells like cum in here!” Egan said with a straight face as he headed out closing the door behind him. 
  “Is it me or does Egan have this new demeanor,” I said to Dayle as soon as I turned to him.  
  “Yeah, he's a different kinda man now. Very interesting one with the shit he just said,” Dayle snapped as my eyes rolled. “By the way, you were amazing! Thanks, baby,” he said placing a kiss on my forehead, earning my smile. 
  “Why’s Mom here?” I asked a bit confused. 
  “We are about to find out,” Dayle said, stepping out of bed.