BIG NICK ENERGY
CHAPTER 1
“See ya later, babe.” I give a quick peck on the cheek before slinking out of the bedroom of my latest conquest.
She grabs my hand, looks up at me with sleepy eyes. “You’ll text me later?” I know she just needs some reassurance before she drifts off to dreamland.
“Definitely.” I squeeze her hand twice, smile at her all big and dopey, knowing my dimples are working their magic. Girls love my dimples.
And with that, I’m gone, like a thief in the night. The floral scent of her perfume still lingers on my skin.
I will not be texting her later.
And she will not be texting me, either.
The number I gave her is off by one digit. The name I gave her is fake, too. My name’s Nick, but I said Rick. Oops. She must have misheard me over the loud music at the bar.
If I ever happen to bump into her, I’ll pretend it was a mistake and offer her another phone number, which will also be incorrect. But I doubt we’ll ever see each other again. I never hit the same bar twice. I take different rotations in different parts of the city. Sometimes I even go to the suburbs or other towns nearby.
That’s what I love about living in California. There are so many beautiful women. All the time, everywhere you go. Sorority girls, tourists from out of town, best friends who are visiting for the summer or the holidays. Even the cougars catch my eye sometimes. My life feels like an endless buffet. And college is a never-ending party.
Twenty minutes later, I roll up to the frat house I call home. It’s after midnight, but the lights are still on when I park along the curb.
I strut inside to find my bros hanging out. A few of them are piled onto the couch playing video games on the massive TV we all chipped in to buy.
“Whaaatup, Nick!?” my roommate, Jackson, says to me, all loud and enthusiastic like he always is. He peeps my wrinkled shirt and a few buttons I carelessly left undone. “Are you doing the Friday night walk of shame?”
“More like the Friday Night walk ofgame.” I give him a fist bump as I shuffle past.
The boys in the next room erupt into laughter and start cheering. “Big Nick Energy! Big Nick Energy! Big Nick Energy!”
Ever since a few of the guys caught a glimpse of my big dick in the locker room, my nickname has been a running joke. You might see people on social media talk about ‘Big Dick Energy’ or #BDE to describe a guy who has the swagger or the confidence of being blessed with a big dick. So in my case, they turned Big Dick Energy into Big Nick Energy.
I make my way into the kitchen and bust into a proud smile. “What’s up, guys?”
They’re all grins and high-fives as they greet me. A few of them are sitting on bar stools around the kitchen island, and others are seated at the dining table playing cards. I swipe a slice of pepperoni pizza from an open box and bite off a chunk. Sexing ladies really works up my appetite.
“Dude, you owe me five dollars,” Lucas says to Connor.
“Yeah, I know.” Connor pulls out his phone and sends money through a cash app.
“You guys were taking bets on me?”
Lucas smirks. “Yeah, man. Connor didn’t believe me when I told him you’d be going out again tonight. You just hooked up with a different girl last night.”
“Was it just last night?” I scratch the scruff on my chin. “I thought it was two nights ago.”
“No, two nights ago was when we went out drinking and you plowed the bartender in the bathroom,” Lucas offers.
My memory is so hazy, I can’t even remember her face. All I recall is meeting someone in a stall and drunkenly taking her from behind. I vaguely remember the back of her head. I think she had black hair, or maybe brown. “Damn, guys, I didn’t realize I’d been so busy this week.”
Connor snorts. “You do this every week. It’s why you’ve got that Big Nick Energy.”
I grab my crotch and give it a firm shake. “What can I say? This big boy likes to have a good time. And the ladies love it.” My bros start laughing and break out into another round of chants.
I come by my nickname honestly. With a twelve-inch dick, I’m the envy of all my buds. I’m just blessed with what God gave me, and I love to share.
“So who did you hook up with tonight?” Connor asks.