Post by Bester on May 26, 2019 13:48:04 GMT -5
“Eat your pancakes Best.” Joe says while seated at a dinner with one really hungover Bester sitting across from him holding his head with both hands. “And drink more water.”
“My head is pounding….I think my brain is going to explode Mister Jones. Oh my goodness, I’m never drinking again.”
“You brain won’t explode but you need to eat something and drink like a shit ton of water today.”
“Why?”
“Got To flush your system out and hydrate your liver. All of the liquor you sucked down last night isn’t good for your body. You need water to flush it all out. Then you’ll feel better.”
“I can’t…” Bester says as he lays his head down on the table pushing his plate of pancakes and hash browns with three eggs sunny side up to the side.
“Whatever then. I just know when I’m done eating and I pay the bill, we’re going on a 3 mile run.”
“No…”
“Yes we are.”
“I’ll die.”
“I don’t have a problem leaving your ass in the bushes to get all bloated and shit either. Drink some fucking water.”
Bester sits up, his eyes bloodshot and you can tell he is feeling it today. “You can’t talk to me like that! Never mind, I’m not talking to you! Ever!”
Taking the last bite of his pancakes, Joe smirks. “I could care less, I just know you’re like ten minutes away from running down the side of this highway and it’s, shit, I don’t know, 80 and it's nutsack sticking to the side of your leg, swamp ass muggy out too.”
“My….you know, nutsack, is already suck to the side of my leg.” Bester says as he finally picks up his glass of ice water and takes a sip.
“I didn’t need to know that. That is kinda disgusting. I’m eating here.”
“I think Mister Kelloggs girlfriend and her special time friend was peeing on me or something.”
“What?”
“I wasn’t sure what was going on. They were taking turns sitting on top of me and like, rocking back and forth and like, it got really tight like they were choking my pee pee with their, thingies and then, I got all wet! Like they were peeing on me!”
Joe starts to laugh. He takes a sip of water himself and polishes off his hash browns. “And?”
“Is it weird to say that I might have liked that?”
“Everyone has a thing best.”
“I do remember Mister Kelloggs’ lady friend like, arched her back and….got me right in the face. A couple of times. Her special time friend even licked it. I’m pretty sure that happened.”
The people in the booth in back of Bester get real quiet at this point.
“And, this one time.”
“Oh there’s more?”
“I don’t know what was going on, I think, I ji….jizzed?”
Joe laughs. “Okay…”
“In her thingie….”
“Vagina?”
“I had a lot to drink Mister Jones and I was seeing two of everyone, but I’m pretty sure it was in her butt. I’m not sure, I might be mistaken.”
“You went all in I see.”
“And her lady friend laid down and she, uhmm, squatted over her face and my baby fluid leaked out and into her mouth. I think she swallowed them. Like, their dead right? My little swimming babies?”
“Wow! You didn’t take health class did you?”
“My mom wrote a note to the school and I didn’t have to. Why?”
“That explains a lot.”
“What about my babies?”
“Yes, their dead.”
“Really? Am I’m going to go to jail now?”
“Only if you do that in Alabama.”
“I see.”
“So it sounds like you lived a little last night. Did some freaky shit, has a threesome. Good for you. Everyone should do that at least once in their life. But the fun and ass play games are over with now.” Joe says as he finishes the last piece of egg on his plate. “Time to get back to work and more importantly, put all of this Aubrey bullshit behind you.”
“I miss her.”
“I know. I get it. I was once madly in love with someone once and he broke my heart too. Well, rather, I broke his.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. His name was Kenny and he grew up around where I grew up till the wall finally came down back in Berlin. He was one fine looking German stud. Strong defined jawline, Nice set of abs, he looked so damn sexy with a five o'clock shadow and the guy was hung like a fucking horse. Big and beautiful it was. I would worship that…”
“Uhmm. Mister Jones.”
“I just had to listen to how you liked to be peed on by two chicks, you can listen to me tell you how glorious Kenny’s cock was.”
“I know, but.”
“Okay. Anyways. I loved Kenny. I managed to talk to him to come to the states. We bought a place in New York, a nice brownstone and he was able to find work and I was able to fly in and out up and down the east coast at the time while I was working for those rat bastards in Knoxville. Everything was going good for 3 years and then one night. Like you, I got drunk and I can’t help myself, I have a thing for hispanic men. I meet one at the bar one night, good looking chap. We had some drinks, ended up back at my room. I didn’t know that Kenny was flying in to surprise me.”
“That was nice of him.”
“Hmm. He walked in and caught me balls deeps in this guy. I can’t even remember his name. Kenny got pissed, he beat the shit out of that guy, threw me around a bit and told me if I try to find him he’ll gut me. I’ve never seen him so pissed like that before. I knew Kenny had a mean streak in him, but, yeah. He is someone to not piss off I learned that night.”
“Yeah, but you did look for him though? Right? You told him that it was a mistake? Right? You were drunk and sorry?”
“He threw a ring he just bought at me and left me to cry the night away Best. I didn’t call him, text him, anything. I never got to say sorry to him. That night is still fresh in my mind and it haunts me all the time Best. I pissed away the one person that I cared very much for. All I can do is just move on with my life.”
“I didn’t cheat on Miss Baxter though.”
“Really? So if she walked through that door right now, she’ll be cool with the fact that you nailed two chicks last night.”
Bester stares at Joe and blinks a couple of times.
“Maybe not.”
“That is what I thought. Best you move on Best. Enjoy the time you had with her and get back to focusing on what is important. Getting back in that ring and maybe getting that Craze title back from Andrea.”
“I don’t know…”
“Someone has to beat that bitch, might has well be you.”
“I don’t know if I can wrestle anymore.”
“I don’t know what to tell you Best. You still got a year on that contract and you will be in that ring, starting next week. Better put your little feelings aside and suck it up and do what I fucking pay to do.”
“Or what?”
Joe slides his empty plate to the side and put his hand around his glass of water. He smirks as he stares down Bester. “I’ll give you a real reason to cry.”
Bester and Joe stare each other down for a couple of minutes. Finally it is Joe who breaks off the staring contest and takes a sip of water.
“Eat your pancakes. Drink some water. We’re going jogging soon.”
“Don’t talk to me.”
“Blow me.”
Bester stabs his pancakes as he glares at Joe…..
Fade out…...
“My head is pounding….I think my brain is going to explode Mister Jones. Oh my goodness, I’m never drinking again.”
“You brain won’t explode but you need to eat something and drink like a shit ton of water today.”
“Why?”
“Got To flush your system out and hydrate your liver. All of the liquor you sucked down last night isn’t good for your body. You need water to flush it all out. Then you’ll feel better.”
“I can’t…” Bester says as he lays his head down on the table pushing his plate of pancakes and hash browns with three eggs sunny side up to the side.
“Whatever then. I just know when I’m done eating and I pay the bill, we’re going on a 3 mile run.”
“No…”
“Yes we are.”
“I’ll die.”
“I don’t have a problem leaving your ass in the bushes to get all bloated and shit either. Drink some fucking water.”
Bester sits up, his eyes bloodshot and you can tell he is feeling it today. “You can’t talk to me like that! Never mind, I’m not talking to you! Ever!”
Taking the last bite of his pancakes, Joe smirks. “I could care less, I just know you’re like ten minutes away from running down the side of this highway and it’s, shit, I don’t know, 80 and it's nutsack sticking to the side of your leg, swamp ass muggy out too.”
“My….you know, nutsack, is already suck to the side of my leg.” Bester says as he finally picks up his glass of ice water and takes a sip.
“I didn’t need to know that. That is kinda disgusting. I’m eating here.”
“I think Mister Kelloggs girlfriend and her special time friend was peeing on me or something.”
“What?”
“I wasn’t sure what was going on. They were taking turns sitting on top of me and like, rocking back and forth and like, it got really tight like they were choking my pee pee with their, thingies and then, I got all wet! Like they were peeing on me!”
Joe starts to laugh. He takes a sip of water himself and polishes off his hash browns. “And?”
“Is it weird to say that I might have liked that?”
“Everyone has a thing best.”
“I do remember Mister Kelloggs’ lady friend like, arched her back and….got me right in the face. A couple of times. Her special time friend even licked it. I’m pretty sure that happened.”
The people in the booth in back of Bester get real quiet at this point.
“And, this one time.”
“Oh there’s more?”
“I don’t know what was going on, I think, I ji….jizzed?”
Joe laughs. “Okay…”
“In her thingie….”
“Vagina?”
“I had a lot to drink Mister Jones and I was seeing two of everyone, but I’m pretty sure it was in her butt. I’m not sure, I might be mistaken.”
“You went all in I see.”
“And her lady friend laid down and she, uhmm, squatted over her face and my baby fluid leaked out and into her mouth. I think she swallowed them. Like, their dead right? My little swimming babies?”
“Wow! You didn’t take health class did you?”
“My mom wrote a note to the school and I didn’t have to. Why?”
“That explains a lot.”
“What about my babies?”
“Yes, their dead.”
“Really? Am I’m going to go to jail now?”
“Only if you do that in Alabama.”
“I see.”
“So it sounds like you lived a little last night. Did some freaky shit, has a threesome. Good for you. Everyone should do that at least once in their life. But the fun and ass play games are over with now.” Joe says as he finishes the last piece of egg on his plate. “Time to get back to work and more importantly, put all of this Aubrey bullshit behind you.”
“I miss her.”
“I know. I get it. I was once madly in love with someone once and he broke my heart too. Well, rather, I broke his.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. His name was Kenny and he grew up around where I grew up till the wall finally came down back in Berlin. He was one fine looking German stud. Strong defined jawline, Nice set of abs, he looked so damn sexy with a five o'clock shadow and the guy was hung like a fucking horse. Big and beautiful it was. I would worship that…”
“Uhmm. Mister Jones.”
“I just had to listen to how you liked to be peed on by two chicks, you can listen to me tell you how glorious Kenny’s cock was.”
“I know, but.”
“Okay. Anyways. I loved Kenny. I managed to talk to him to come to the states. We bought a place in New York, a nice brownstone and he was able to find work and I was able to fly in and out up and down the east coast at the time while I was working for those rat bastards in Knoxville. Everything was going good for 3 years and then one night. Like you, I got drunk and I can’t help myself, I have a thing for hispanic men. I meet one at the bar one night, good looking chap. We had some drinks, ended up back at my room. I didn’t know that Kenny was flying in to surprise me.”
“That was nice of him.”
“Hmm. He walked in and caught me balls deeps in this guy. I can’t even remember his name. Kenny got pissed, he beat the shit out of that guy, threw me around a bit and told me if I try to find him he’ll gut me. I’ve never seen him so pissed like that before. I knew Kenny had a mean streak in him, but, yeah. He is someone to not piss off I learned that night.”
“Yeah, but you did look for him though? Right? You told him that it was a mistake? Right? You were drunk and sorry?”
“He threw a ring he just bought at me and left me to cry the night away Best. I didn’t call him, text him, anything. I never got to say sorry to him. That night is still fresh in my mind and it haunts me all the time Best. I pissed away the one person that I cared very much for. All I can do is just move on with my life.”
“I didn’t cheat on Miss Baxter though.”
“Really? So if she walked through that door right now, she’ll be cool with the fact that you nailed two chicks last night.”
Bester stares at Joe and blinks a couple of times.
“Maybe not.”
“That is what I thought. Best you move on Best. Enjoy the time you had with her and get back to focusing on what is important. Getting back in that ring and maybe getting that Craze title back from Andrea.”
“I don’t know…”
“Someone has to beat that bitch, might has well be you.”
“I don’t know if I can wrestle anymore.”
“I don’t know what to tell you Best. You still got a year on that contract and you will be in that ring, starting next week. Better put your little feelings aside and suck it up and do what I fucking pay to do.”
“Or what?”
Joe slides his empty plate to the side and put his hand around his glass of water. He smirks as he stares down Bester. “I’ll give you a real reason to cry.”
Bester and Joe stare each other down for a couple of minutes. Finally it is Joe who breaks off the staring contest and takes a sip of water.
“Eat your pancakes. Drink some water. We’re going jogging soon.”
“Don’t talk to me.”
“Blow me.”
Bester stabs his pancakes as he glares at Joe…..
Fade out…...
