Date: Fri, 12 Jan 2001 11:28:17 +0200
From: Psyco Dwarf
Subject: Drunken Seduction

**All the usual conditions apply. You have to be old enough. You have to be
interested enough.**

'Damn lock' I thought, as I fought with it. 'Damn thing always jams.'

It was 2am. I was trying to get into my res room. And I was very, very
drunk. This is probably why I did not notice that the house was
supernaturally clean and there were net curtains hanging by the
window. No. I was totally oblivious to the fact that the lock was not
working, was because it was not my door.

So in my blissfully ignorant state I started hurling both verbal and
physical abuse at the door.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I turned to face the voice. It was Matt. I
wondered what Matt was doing in the wrong house.

"Trying to get into my room!" I replied irritably at having to answer such
a stupid question.

"Fuck man. What are you on? That isn't your room, boet." He said, giving me
an odd look.

Stopping what I was doing, I turned to him. "Look, just because you're on a
bad tri(p)..." It finally dawned on me. "Oops... Ok. I'll...I'll uh...." I
turned and headed to the door. I grabbed the door handle and pushed. It
wouldn't budge. "Fuck man. Who locked the door?"

Matt walked up, grabbed the handle, and pulled the door open. I was to
fucked to feel any embarrassment, I headed out.

'Wow!' I thought as I stared at the grass, 'The ground looks so close! I
must definitely get this shit again!' It was amazing. It was as if I was
lying on the ground, it looked so close!

I was.

"You're a gone little fucker, aren't you. Come man." Matt said as he
reached down and pulled me up.

"Ok. It's that way." I said, pointing in the general direction of my house.

Matt just nodded and led me off. Of course he knew where it was. We got to
the right house. Propping me up against a wall, he took my keys, unlocked
my door and opened it.

"Home." I smiled as I stumbled in and headed to the bed. All I wanted to do
was get undressed and go to sleep. I grabbed my top and tried to pull it
off. It was tight and the material did not stretch. So there I was,
stumbling around like an idiot, with my top half off.

Someone touched me. I spun around to see who it was. But of course I could
not see because of the top. Instead I crashed into the wall and then to the
ground.

"Wait." Matt said.  I heard him get down on his haunches. Gently, he ran
his hands up my top, he then firmly grabbed my top and pulled it slowly
off.

I looked up at him. He was looking down at me, with my top in his hands.

"Better?" he asked, cocking one of his perfect eyebrows and smiling. Lying
on the cold floor, looking up at his warm, friendly face I could understand
why he was a model.

Someone had told me he was a model, but until then I had never thought
about it.

He had a weather beaten, well tanned face with about two days worth of
stubble. His eyes where large and brown. He had a very nice smile.

I remembered hearing that he hiked a lot. That was probably why he had such
a perfect tan. At 6'2" he was a few inches shorter than me. He was nicely
built, his legs were nicely muscular from the hiking. His chest, although
obscured by his T-shirt, was still obviously built and probably nicely
defined.

He got up, reached out a hand to me and pulled me up.

I went over to the bed and started a clumsy attempt to undo my laces. He
knelt down and helped me. He smelt very nice, I realized now that he was so
close to me. He pulled off my one shoe and I pulled off the other one.  I
lay back, and closed my eyes, ready to sleep.

"Thanks. G'night." I mumbled and drifted off.

Slowly, I drifted back to consciousness. I was aware that someone was on
top of me. Someone was running their hand through my long, silky hair.
Someone's hot breath flowed over my face. I opened my eyes.

Matt was straddling me, his face just inches from my own. Seeing that I had
awoken, he tilted his head and smiled.

Lying there, even in my state, I should have resisted. But I did not. I
could not. Instead I smiled back, reached out and touched his face.
Gently, he moved his hand behind my head and moved down, brushing his hard
lips against my own. Softly, he teased my lips with his own. Encouraging my
anxious lips to let his tounge into my hungry mouth. They gladly obliged,
parting slightly. He firmly pressed my lips to his as he pushed his long,
hot, wet tongue down my throat, exploring it's every crevice.

I was to shocked to reciprocate. I just lay there. Somewhere in the
background I felt him move his other hand down to my built chest, running
it lightly over my hairless pecs, down to my perfect six-pack, firmly
running his hand along each one.

But my concentration was firmly what his tongue was doing. The way he was
moving it around inside my mouth. It was amazing. I'd never known a kiss
could be this good. Tentatively, softly I kissed him back, gently sucking
his tongue. He must of liked it. He shifted more weight onto me, kissing me
harder, more firmly.letting out a soft grunt.  I did not want it to ever
stop.

But at the same time, I could not understand why I was enjoying it. He was
a guy. I had never been attracted to men. Hell, I'd never touched another
man, or been touched the way he was touching me. But he touched me like no
woman ever could. So hard, firm. But gently where only a guy could know a
guy was sensitive. It felt so good.

Suddenly he sat up straight. Looking down at me, he ripped off his T-shirt.

I had been right. His chest was perfectly defined. It was amazing, as I
looked up at. The moonlight emphasising every perfect bulge. He had a
perfect six pack that showed up perfectly under his tanned skin. His pecs,
though not overly built, were perfectly square and firm. I reached up and
ran my hands down, over his chest. Feeling the thick skin, the warmth of
his hot body. Down over his corrugated stomach and finally to his firm
hips. I looked up from his chest to his hazel smiling eyes.

Laying his hands down on either side of me, he bent down, burying my face
in his manly chest. I smelt his manly scent. Putting my arms around his
back, I pulling him down. I started licking his perfectly proportioned
chest, tasting it's subtle saltiness. Moving my mouth to his left pec,
sofly licked it and then sucked, leaving a love bite. He realized what I
was doing and pushed himself back up and gave me a naughty smile, wagging
his finger at me.

He moved his rough hands onto my hyper-sensitive chest. Once again he ran
his hands down, causing my skin to tingle in an unbearably pleasant way. By
the time his hand stopped on the button of my pants, I doubted that I could
take any more.

He shifted away slightly, and undid the button and zip of my pants. My 8
inch cut boner sprang up to greet him, ready for action. He smiled, clearly
satisfied with what he saw. He shifted back some more. Then firmly grabbing
my cock, started to slowly massage it. My senses were on fire, I had never
been jerked off by someone else, especially by a guy. It was so amazing. My
body tingled with anticipation.

Looking me straight in the eyes, he descended on my cock, running it along
his stubbled jaw line, to his hot wet mouth. Darting his tongue out he
passionatly licked the head.

"No." I protested lamely. I did not want him to go down on me. But I was
not going to actively resist.

Suddenly he swallowed the whole thing. I could not believe what my eyes and
penis were telling me. My spine tingled as he started bobbing his head up
and down over my dick. Sending wave after wave of pleasure through my
body. The way he used his teeth driving me wild, causing my hips to pump
slightly with his rythm. I grabbed his head, pulling him onto me, running
my hands through his short sun bleached hair. My cock leaking amazing
amounts of pre-cum into his hot, hungry mouth.

Pulling his head off my dick, he shifted down and buried his face between
my legs, licking my balls. Using his long tongue he flicked them into his
mouth, alternately licking and lightly biting them. I growled as my body
was filled with the sensation similar to what it must be like to have a
white hot flame raging through your body. My whole body was tingling. My
skin crawled. I thought I was going to loose control.

Gently he pushed my ball sac out his mouth. I gasped at the sensation of
them falling over his teeth. Once again he started playing with my
dick. Looking at it, as if he was scrutinizing a work of art, then once
again, he engulfed it in his mouth.

Wildly he bobbed his head up and down, while somehow twisting it from side
to side, skillfully using his teeth.

I felt a white hot flame rise from my balls, into my dick. I let out a deep
throated roar as my load exploded out of my engulfed penis, down his
partched throat. I forced his head down on me as he sucked up every drop of
my semen.

I collapsed back onto the bed, exhausted.

I felt my super-sensitive dick slip out of his mouth as he pulled himself
up. I was aware that he stood up, I felt my pants being pulled off. He
walked around to my wardrobe and took out the suntan oil and walked up to
the side of the bed.

Grabbing my size 30 hips he roughly flipped me over and half pulled me off
the bed. I was almost passed out, I was only barely aware of him. I heard
his pants fall to the floor, suddenly I understood what he wanted to do.

"No!" I choked pathetically. Feebly, I tried to pull myself back onto the
bed. But my body was spent by my explosive orgasm and the alcohol, which
had long since taken affect.

Grabbing my hips, he pulled me back into place. I turned my head to see
him, seeing this he stepped round, grabbed my face and buried it in his
musky crotch.

"Suck it!" He demanded.

I pulled away and looked at his dick. It was massive! About 10Inches.. It
was already lubed up, it smelt heavily of coconut. I shock my head in
refusal.

"Fine." He moved around behind me, knelt down. He grabbed his monster cock
and pushed it up against my tight virgin man pussy.

I felt him buck his hips, trying to push his monster sized cock into my
tight ass, but it refused. I felt his hands on my hips, pulling me onto him
as he pushed for a second time. I bit down as the pain surged up my body.
For a third time he roughly bucked his hips, assaulting my ass. I felt the
head pop in. The pain was almost unbearable, I tried to pull my ass away,
but his grasp was to tight.

Suddenly he pulled my hips towards him, while roughly pushing himself onto
me sending his cock further up my unyielding ass. I passed out.

I awoke to the sensation of his balls pressed tightly up against my ass,
his entire dick inside me. It felt so weird. He slowly pulled his dick out,
then he roughly rammed it in again. He started fucking my ass. At first it
was painful, but as my ass got used to him I became aware of how good it
felt. As he started pumping me harder and deeper, the pleasure grew and
grew. I started counter fucking him. Pushing my ass onto his huge dick with
his every thrust. It drove him wild, he started fucking like there was no
tomorrow. Shoving his huge dick into me, then pulling it out. In, out.

"Damian!!" He shouted my name. Suddenly he grabbed my hips towards him,
while burying his cock into me as deeply as he could. His head smashed onto
my back as he let out a deep roar. Inside me, I felt his cock grow larger
and then start throbbing and bucking inside me as spurt after spurt of his
hot cum filled me. I felt his cum leak out my ass, down my legs. My body
was filled with ecstacy. Suddenly my own dick came to life, cumming all
over the bed.

I must have passed out because when I woke up it was about 11am. My whole
body ached as I slowly got up. My head was throbbing painfully.

'Man, what happened last night?' I wondered as I got a drink of water.

I could remember the party, but what happened after that was really fuzzy.
I concentrated harder. With a sudden flash it all came back to me. I could
remember everything. Almost. I concentrated a bit harder, but I...

I could not remember who...