Intro
This is based on an experience I had, back when I was 19. I've changed the details slightly. It's still good jerk off material for me years later, so I wanted to share it.
After the club
We were sat in the back of a taxi, heading back to mine. The sky was still dark. A faint orange hue on the horizon hinted at the coming sunrise. James, in the seat next to me, was pretty animated, looking out of the windows as the world zipped by. He was gently moving his body to some imaginary music, and had a happy, zoned out, expression on his face.
We'd been out clubbing in the nearby city. 6 hours of dancing in a hot club, with a bunch of strangers. I loved it.
I'd not even met James before last night.
Whilst I queued for a bottle of water at the bar, James was in front of me. He seemed to be in his own little word, occasionally throwing some shapes to the beat which filled the room every time the door to the main dance floor opened.
Then it was his turn at the bar. He was getting a water. When he came to pay the barperson, he tapped his pockets, then checked them again, whilst looking a little anxious. "Shit" he muttered, where's my cash?". Stepping to the bar, I said to the barperson "Here, I'll get that - can you do me a water too", and paid for us both, giving the other bottles to James.
"Thanks" he said, adding "I'm James". "Jay, and Don't worry about it", I said, but too late as he wrapped his arms around me, giving me a big hug. "Thanks man, really appreciate it" he said warmly, his hot breath on my neck giving me tingles, as he patted me on the back. "I'll pay you back" he said with a smile. "thanks - just owe me a drink, yeah?" I replied, and he nodded happily.
I moved away from the bar, and had a drink of my bottled water. I then found my way into the main room. I found a good spot in a corner near the back, with space to dance, and some empty seats in the shadow of the wall. After dancing for a short while, I felt a tap on my shoulder. Turning, I came face to face with James again. He grinned at me, before holding a little baggy in front of me. "Told you I'd pay you back" he said, still grinning, and nodding his head. "MDMA", he said, gesturing at the baggy, "Will give you an amazing night. Want some?".
I'd not had any chems for maybe a year, but I was always a partial to a spot of Mandy. "Fuck yes" I said, meeting his eyes, and we both nodded. He beckoned me to follow him. We went down a few corridors, and found a bathroom. Once inside, we could hear the distant umph umph from the dance floor, mixed with the background chatter in the bathroom. He led me into a spacious cubicle, shut the door, then racked up a few lines on a glass shelf over the sink. "After you" he said, handing me a rolled up note, and nodding his head, "you're a good lad, besides I've already had a few lines so you need to catch up.", he added, laughing.
We both did a line, then another, before pausing to catch our breath. My nose was burning, but I was already feeling a little tingly. Or was I imagining it? I looked at James, who looked right back at me. He raised his eyebrows, comically, then nodded at me "good, isn't it", he said, wide eyed and grinning with delight. It was that good. I was beginning to feel it now. As well as the familiar tingles and rushes, I felt my cock twitch too, as blood rushed around my body. Mandy always did make me inexplicably horny,
"Hold on, just gotta piss" James said, and not waiting for me to leave the stall, he whipped out his cock and began to piss into the toilet. I couldn't help myself, but found my eyes drawn to his cock. Thick, semi hard, with a purplish glans, and thick black pubes around the base. I wanted to reach out and hold it, feel what its like to hold his pissing cock.
Finishing up, he put his cock away, and washed his hands. I could still see his cock when I closed my eyes.
We made our way back to the dance floor, finding our corner still with space in it. The night becomes slightly blurry for a while, but I remember dancing alongside James for a couple of hours, then dancing up close, rubbing up against, my cock growing harder as I brushed against him greater frequency Or was he grinding his ass on me? It didn't seem to matter. We were both having fun.
By the time the club was closing, we'd discovered that we lived in the same town, and agreed to get a taxi back to mine. James had some more Mandy, and I had a bit of weed, and quite fancied getting high with my new bud.
Getting out of the taxi, I led the way up the steps to my front door. I live in a nice town house all to myself, which gives me a lot of flexibility.
Opening the door, I showed James in, and then collapsed on the couch, hot, sweaty, and still buzzing off the MDMA we'd treated ourselves to earlier. James fell back onto the couch next to me. I could see he was chewing his lip, and was still fidgety from the combination of MDMA and dancing we'd both been on all night.
"Fuck" he said to no-one in particular whilst running his hands through his hair, "I'm still so high! I'm getting amazing head rushes" he said, before his eyes closed slightly and seemed to roll back into his head, as he ran his fingers through his short, glistening, hair again. He shivered with delight, and smiled as he enjoyed the sensations. I watched as his hand fell between his legs, and he began to casually stroke himself.
I knew exactly what he was feeling.
I'd always got ridiculously horny when I was high, whether on weed, MDMA, or other mind altering substances. When I got home from clubbing on my own, my routine was to get high, and have an extended session playing with my cock. Now I had company though.
As he continued to stroke himself, I could clearly make out his bulging cock through the fabric of his trousers. "Let me help you", I said.
Reaching my hand carefully under the waistband of his boxers, my fingertips grazed his cock. His cock twitched instantly, seeking out my fingers, wanting to be held, to be stroked. I slowly wrapped my fingers around his thick shaft, his coarse pubic hair bristling against my hand. He was so thick! He was circumcised too, just like me.
My hand still inside his boxers, I began to stroke his hard cock. Slowly at first, twisting my hand around him slightly as I moved up to his glans. Then tightening my grip a little as I pushed back down, forcing him to push into my hand before my grip loosened, and my fingers enveloped his glans.
I watched his face; his breathing was shallow and rapid, and he was biting his lower lip whilst smiling.
I pushed his waistband down over his shaft, springing his cock free from his boxers. A drop of pre-cum oozed from his glans, glistening in the dim light. Before I could think, I'd leaned across, and wrapped my lips around his cock, my tongue eagerly teasing his slick glans as he gasped with a mix of surprise and delight. His salty pre-cum was delicious, and just made me want more.
As I licked and stroked his shaft, I could feel his hand making its way into my boxers, and gently wrapping itself around my cock. I moved quickly, gently thrusting into his hand, eager to feel more of him. He tightened his fingers around me in response, and I pushed against him, imagining my cock pushing its way past a tight asshole.
"Hold on a second", I said, and leaned over the end of the couch, and came back with a bottle of lube. "Fuck", he laughed, "you're fully prepared", and held out his hand for a spurt of lube. I took some lube too, and then felt his hand back around my cock. This time it was cool, and deliciously slippery. My cock slide in and out of his clenched hand with ease, then I wrapped my lubed up hand around his cock, before taking his glans into my mouth once again. I was slowly jerking him off, but he was thrusting quicker and quicker, his cock growing thicker. His breath quickened, and then sharp intake, and his cock went rigid before pulsing between my lips, and suddenly filling my mouth with hot, salty cum. I swallowed greedily, and then took his whole cock into my mouth to get every last bit of cum.
After he came in my mouth, I lay back and let him focus on me. Enjoying his taste on my tongue, I closed my eyes and felt his hand rhythmically stroking my cock, then warmth and wetness, and I felt his tongue teasing me. Fuck it felt so good!
After a while, I felt him moving around. Keeping my eyes closed, I waited. I felt his knees on either side of my legs, he was straddling me! A hand reached down and coaxed my cock back into life, and then I felt what must have been his butt cheeks, squished against my cock. Gently, my cock lay between the cheeks, then his hand guided my cock until I felt him push back against me. Then tightness around my glans as I entered him; it felt fucking amazing. I can't believe I was just inside his ass. Then slowly, gradually, he lowered himself down, taking my whole length into him. Oh fuck.
He sat like that for a moment, then slowly began to rise and fall, sinking onto my cock each time. His ass was so warm and tight, I could hardly stop myself from cumming inside him. he gradually increased his pace, and as he did, I held onto his waist with my hands, then I held tight onto his hips as I thrust into him, holding him tight around me as my cock twitched and spurt hot cum deep into his ass. I guided his body up until just the tip of my cock was nestled in his ass, then pulled him back down as I thrust upwards again, buying myself all the way in, and spurting more hot cum into him. "Oh fuck" I managed before falling back into the sofa. I opened my eyes to see James grinning as he straddled me. His bare chest, glistening with sweat, rose and fell with his breathing. He was idly stroking his semi-hard cock as I remained inside him.
"I new you were a good lad", said James, with a grin, as he continued to stroke his cock. I could start to feel my cock harden, still in James' ass. He looked me in the eyes with surprise. "Is that you?" he asked. "Time for round 2", I said to him, and began to gently thrust into his ass for the second time that night.
To be continued.
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