Rising Again

Chapter 2: Getting Acquainted

As we entered Room 16 all I could think about was what was to come. They both set their bags down on the bench that was by the door. I went towards thr window to open it for some fresh air. The man then reacted aggressively and told me to close the fucking curtains. At that point I already speculated that both of the strangers had been “partying” all day because they were off and acting out of it. So the man’s paranoia about me opening the curtains, just to open the window and draw them back in was no surprise. I turned on more lights and the television. Keeping up with the Kardashians popped up and I immediately switched it, not because I didn’t like their show but it was something I didn’t want to see at this very moment. I clicked on the black remote until the guide came on. Just put on the news I thought. Then I just switched it off and sat on the lounger by the window. I asked the strangers if they had the stuff. The woman was ruffling through her bag while her boyfriend OR husband (they hadn’t made their relationship apparent) was trying to find his pipe and lighter. I just sat in silence and looked through my phone anxiously. It wasn’t even thirty seconds before I put my phone down on the table and finally looked up. He finally found it.

 Excitement and happiness were emotions I felt inside when I saw him pull out the glass bulb with black and brown specs on the bottom. Along with that his torch lighter. He also got out a baggie from a small side pocket of his duffel bag. In it contained more crystal. He filled up the glass pipe with some velvety rocks then turned the lighter. He rocked the bottom of the glass pipe gently back and forth against the flame until the velvety smooth rocks turned into a brown like liquid boil. I saw the smoke coming out of the pipe like you see the smoke from a chimney on those fake christmas cards from CVS. He put the receiving end of the pipe up to his lips and inhaled the chimney smoke. He then blew out a huge cloud around the room. I could see the its effects reacting to his body right in front of my own eyes; he held and rubbed on his crotch as he blew the smoke out. After what seemed like an eternity he  passed the pipe to me. I grabbed the torch and lighted up immediately. I inhaled deeply and blew out a relatively okay cloud. it didn’t feel as intense as I had previously. I thought to myself maybe because it has been a while since I last tried meth. I have it a couple more tries and finally passed the pipe to the woman. The three of us each passed the pipe taking turns blowing out clouds and sort of getting to know one another.

The woman I was talking to was a lesbian. She said she was once married to a woman. I then recounted my past toxic relationship where I used heavily with my ex boyfriend. They both told me they’ve been using for years. They seemed more dependent on it whereas I just wanted to do it socially, specifically when wanting to have gay sex. We each exchanged what we did for a living and our lives. A good 20 minutes went by sharing stories and telling each other our preferences, what we liked and didn’t liked and passing the pipe. I’ve got to say I was feeling so horny and ready to blow the man (I still had no idea about the woman being a part of it though, figured maybe she would go downstairs to the hotel lobby and wait while her “boyfriend” and I bang it out. The strangers made it clear to me that the man was straight and the woman was bi-sexual (she was in a relationship with a woman recently). I stated to them I was gay and had no intention of touching the woman because I am not attracted to woman. The woman said she needed a shower and we all agreed that hitting the shower would be out next plan on this adventure.

I still had my clothes on while I watched the man undress before my eyes. He was attractive; Slim, bald, tanned, and nice small ass. In my non high state of mind he really wasn’t attractive but being high and my senses becoming heightened has made him all the more hot. The woman got undressed too but left her panties on. I saw her boobs and was honestly turned off because I am not attracted to that sexually; I am all for free the nipple and I am a huge feminist but would not have sex with a woman. Nice dick, balls, ass, maybe some muscles too just get my rocks off. I also dropped down to my jockstrap. The strangers decided they wanted to use the shower together first. I said it was fine and the man passed me the lighter and pipe while they closed the bathroom door.

Hearing the water from the shower running made me feel so horny. I was all horned up that I got up to the mirror and stared at myself as I took another hit off the pipe. After years of not being so good at doing this myself I still agreed that my ex did it better for me. I got the best clouds whenever he would light the pipe for me and all I had to do was put the pipe to my lips and inhale. At the moment I had the idea to add more crystal to the bowl. I was nervous to touch the baggie because it wasn’t mine but I did it anyway. Then I gently put the bag back hoping the strangers wouldn’t notice. To me it was fine because they hadn’t even given me any cash yet for their half of the payment for the room; In hindsight that’s how I see it. They opened the bathroom door and asked me to join them. I walked inside the steaming bathroom and the woman was naked in front of the mirror touching up on some makeup she had (really bad black winged liner). The man was in the shower with his okay sized cock out. He had a cock ring on. I took off my jockstrap and asked the man if I can join him. He said sure come in. I got in the shower and wet myself and I asked him if I can suck him. Then he looked at his girlfriend and she said sure . He then told me, “but one thing please don’t touch me”. This only made me upset because that seemed homophobic to me. I got down on my knees without touching him and sucked his nice cock. Again, it was average sized but nice. He then stopped me in the middle of it and said please don’t touch me. I stopped and said that I didn’t touch him. I got back up and disclosed to the both of them that I didn’t want to get in the middle of the both of them because I have been in a three-way situation before and know how it feels. I also stated that I was gay (for the second time) and had no interest in the woman just the man; Also just watching them which that was our understanding all along. The man got out of the shower and dried off along with the woman. I told them I would be out in a minute or two, that they can start without me. I stayed in the shower for a good 2 minutes and thought nervously about what was next to come. I thought to myself maybe it’s not too late to walk out. It’s still early in the night I can leave, go drive back home and just spend Saturday night enjoying Netflix or something. I turned off the water, grabbed a towel and dried off. I stared into the foggy mirror, grabbed another smaller towel and wiped the mirror so I can see myself as I took a long sigh. With the towel around my waist I turned off the bathroom light and headed to the party..