So last Thursday Sam and I went to the bar. Went early, cuz it was a long weekend and the university students just finished classes, so it was busy. Played a lot of pool. Met a good looking guy, Chris. Ended up almost driving him crazy just dancing with him... Anyways. After the bar, Sam went home with her toy, and I went with mine. Why? Well, for one, I was smashed. Secondly, he's hot (and nicely muscled, too...), and also, even dancing, we moved together really well, and the chemistry... Wow. Plus we were both really drunk. Lol.
Well, we did do some talking (wow, I know...), and turns out we like a lot of the same music, and when we got back to his place, he suggested watching a movie. He opened his movie case, and he had every one of my favorite movies, and many more that I enjoyed. There was only one movie there that I didn't like, and he said he didn't like it before I could say anything. We would have made good friends if we'd met under different circumstances, for sure. As it was, well, I'm sure you can figure out where this is going.
We decided upon Van Helsing, as it's a very good movie. He's got a big tv in his room hooked up to his stereo, so it's a nice and comfy setup, complete with a nice big double bed which happens to be very nice. We settled in and watched the movie. Well, some of it. We got to the point where you first see the vampires. Then we got distracted. It's impossible to concentrate on a movie when you're lying beside a smokin' hot guy with just the right amount of tattoos to accent his body... And for the record, we were both fully clothed... Well, to begin with.
He started poking me, and also snapping my elastic on my underwear... Turns out he's one of those guys that really enjoys doing that. Things escalated, and in no time, we were in a very intense makeout session. Considering how drunk we were, we got all those pesky clothes off very swiftly. I must say, I wasn't disappointed to see Chris naked. Quite the opposite. Muscled just the way I like, and also well-endowed. I've been fairly lucky that way, my current toys have that much in common.
I must say, sex with this guy is fun. I can't remember too many details from the first time, I was far too out of it, but I do remember that I enjoyed it, and also that there was none of that embarrassing fumbling that sometimes happens with a new (or incredibly drunk) partner. How long did it last? I can't remember that either. I know we both fell asleep shortly after.
We woke up around 7 am, and I think we both did a quick check to make sure that the person we were in bed with was as good looking as we'd thought the previous night. Thankfully, I sure wasn't disappointed, and he wasn't either. We ended up making out again, and one thing led to another. This time was a lot less desperate, we spent time exploring one another's bodies. I, being the tease that I am, put my teeth and my tongue to good use. That's when he realized how evil I am.
When I'd finished toying with him, I got on top of him and rode him until he came. Afterward, we both decided it was far too early to be awake, so we decided to go back to sleep until noon. Straight to sleep we both went, and didn't wake until around 11:30. Best part was, even then we couldn't keep our hands off of one another. I decided I'd give him something to remember me by, so I licked and nipped my way down his chest to his cock. Once there, I began gently licking and sucking him, tasting him. He asked me what I'd do about the mess, and I just asked him what mess he was talking about. His reply? "Oh fuck..."
I went back to sucking him, began sucking him a little harder, and a little harder yet, finding the point that made him squirm just a little bit. I worked him faster, sometimes switching to deep throating a couple of times and back to a combination of my hand and my mouth, getting into a rhythm that brought him close to cumming, then just backing off and letting him calm down a bit before playing with him again. I did this for quite some time, before telling him that if he wanted, I'd stop playing with him and suck him off properly. He said "you're just playing?!", and I just smiled and started kissing him. I then told him I could keep this up all day if he wanted, and he told me he had to get going to work fairly soon, but he still had about 20 minutes before he had to start getting ready. I went back to my playing for a while, bringing him to the edge a few more times without letting him get close enough to cum. Then I realized I should likely let him get ready for work soon, so I used the one technique which seems to work well for all guys, sucking fairly hard and using my hand at the same time, moving at a nice swift pace, which made him cum hard in no time at all.
All he could do was lay there for a bit. I got a couple of "wow"s etc. out of him, but not much else that made sense. We then got dressed and he got a bit of teasing from his brother when he left his room to ask if anyone had a way to get back to the bar where he'd left his car. We couldn't find a ride, so we walked to my place to get my car. It's only around 10 blocks, so it wasn't much of a walk. I dropped him off, and we exchanged numbers. It was then that I let him know that I had a boyfriend, and he just shook his head and laughed. This wasn't the last time I met up with him, but that's another story altogether.
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