Date: Tue, 31 Oct 2006 23:01:07 +0100 (CET)
From: scousekid <scousekid@fsmail.net>
Subject: Adma Becomes A Slut Chapter 3

I took great care in getting ready for dinner that night. I showered,
shaved and moisturised, before changing into my dress trousers, and a soft
red silk shirt. I chose a pair of silver cufflinks that complimented the
shirt perfectly. I polished my shoes until I could see my face in them and
felt ready to impress. As I looked at myself in the mirror, I was pleased
with what I saw, and couldn't wait for the meal.

"Wow, you look sexy tonight" Luke stated as he walked into the bedroom. "Er
thanks" I replied, secretly smiling to myself. "Little do you know it's not
for your benefit" I thought. I finished applying gel to my hair, and with
one last look in the mirror, I wandered downstairs. Sam was waiting, in a
crisp white shirt that showed off his pecs -- "not bad for an old man" I
thought. He had a pair of grey trousers on and I thought I could make out
his package through the crotch. My train of thought was interrupted by
Luke. "Come on Adam, we're waiting" he snapped. "OK, I'm ready" I replied.

As we sat down for dinner, and Luke was ordering drinks at the bar, I began
my seduction of Sam. "You look great tonight, Sam" I said. "That shirt
really suits you." I winked at him, and bent down to pick up the napkin I
had purposely dropped, accidentally on purpose brushing my hand on his knee
as I did so. Another wink as I place the napkin back on the table. "Thanks
Adam, you don't look so bad yourself" he replied. "Well you have to make a
special effort sometimes, don't you Sam."

I made conversation all night with Sam, only talking to Adam to confirm
things I was telling Sam. After all, I needed to include Luke as I didn't
want to make him suspicious. Sam noticed I was holding his gaze for longer
than I needed at one point, and nervously looked away. I just smiled and
carried on the conversation as though nothing had happened. I managed to
persuade Sam to order another bottle of red wine to share with me. The
perfect opportunity to get him a little drunk without Luke suspecting my
intentions -- after all Luke only drank white wine.

In the taxi on the way home, I sat on the back seat next to Sam, while Luke
occupied the front seat. I put my hand on the seat so that it was resting
against Sam's leg. He made no effort to move it, so I left it there. As he
had had a little too much wine, I decided to ask him about Ben. "How's
Ben?" I asked. "I haven't seen him for a few days." "Oh, he's been visiting
his folks this week. He's due back today so will be round to do the garden
tomorrow afternoon" replied Sam. "Must be good company for you what with
Luke and I at work all day" I said. "Well I don't really talk to him, he's
normally too busy outside" said Sam. Again I smiled to myself, thinking
"no, I know you don't talk to him much, you're too busy slamming your arse
down on his cock and begging him to fuck your brains out."

When we got home, Luke was drunk and began to watch some dreary film on
TV. I told Sam I was going to get changed, and asked if he wanted to share
the rest of the wine bottle that was in the fridge begging to be drunk. I
ran upstairs, changed into a pair of baggy shorts and a tight white
tee-shirt, and went into Sam's living room with the wine and two glasses. I
sat next to him as we watched some crappy comedy show. Finishing my wine, I
closed my eyes and pretended to fall asleep. Five minutes later, I slowly
moved my head so that it was resting on Sam's shoulder. I let out a slight
snoring sound so as to make him believe I was asleep and then moved my hand
onto his crotch and lay still again. As I lay there, praying Luke would not
come down, I could feel Sam's cock through his crotch, and it began to
stir. He had made no attempt to move my hand away, so figured he must be
enjoying it. His cock began to stiffen further and I pressed my hand
further into his crotch.. After a few more minutes, I pretended to wake,
yawning as I slowly opened my eyes. I looked down at my hand, and muttered
an apology as I rubbed my eyes. "Sorry Sam, must be the wine making me
sleepy" I said, eyeing his crotch which proved his cock was still hard. As
I got up, I absent-mindedly adjusted my cock in my shorts, and through the
corner of my eye, could see that Sam's eyes were glued to my crotch. I said
goodnight and went to bed, smiling to myself. "First part of my plan has
worked perfectly" I thought as I climbed into bed. Luke was still in the
front room, so I stripped off, grabbed my cock and started to stroke
myself. I closed my eyes, and imagined having Sam's cock in my mouth as Ben
slammed away at my arsehole. I began to increase the speed of my stroking,
and within minutes, was shooting spurt after spurt of thick white spunk
onto my stomach. I scooped it all up with my finger and sucked the cream
back into my mouth. I fell asleep, deciding that tomorrow was the day I
would get fucked by either Ben or Sam, or both, come hell or high water.

Thanks for all the comments I have had so far, they are always welcum, good
or bad, and I will always try to reply to each one. Remember this is my
first attempt at writing, and I'm aware that there hasn't been much sex so
far. This will be rectified in the next chapter.

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