Date: Sun, 10 Feb 2008 16:15:13 -0500
From: bob <rfsc48@hotmail.com>
Subject: Drunken Seduction

At the beginning of my sophomore year in college, a guy I hung around with
during our freshman year, Ray, approached me and said that since we got
along so well, we should room together this semester. I had such a hardon
for Ray that I didn't know if I should take him up on the offer to room
together. I wasn't sure I could handle it, being that close to him all the
time. I always sprang a boner whenever we were together. Thank god for
baggy pants. I don't think he was ever aware of his affect on me. But,
eventually, I said OK and once I got used to being around him so much, it
was OK. Ray and I knew each other well enough and had been friends long
enough that it was easy for us to get along, provided, of course, if I just
ignored his naked body parading around our room after his shower each
night, I could handle it. Right before Christmas break, the guys down the
hall from us had a party, and Ray and I went. There was lots of beer and
several guys were passing around bottles of harder stuff, so a lot of us
got pretty shit-faced. I don't like to drink hard stuff because I'm afraid
of what I might do, for one thing, so I had a couple of beers, then
stretched out on a couch to relax. After I'd been on the couch for a few
minutes with my eyes closed, I felt the couch bounce, then felt someone
slide onto it next to me, felt a hand on my shoulder, and heard Ray's
voice. "Hey Bob, move over so I can sit next to you." For some reason I did
nothing, just pretended I was asleep. Ray poked me harder. I didn't
respond. I heard someone else say, "He's passed out man, better get him out
of here before he hurls all over the place." Ray swore. "How about helping
me", he said, and the next thing I knew there were hands all over me, and I
was being carried out of the room and down the hall to our room. I got an
erection almost right away because Ray was helping to carry me and then
felt a hand in my crotch, feeling me up pretty good. Another guy had his
hand on my ass, probing my crack. I'd have cum if the groping had lasted
longer. I sure wanted to know whose hands those were, but I kept my eyes
closed and pretended I really was out cold. I felt myself being dumped on a
bed, and heard laughing and joking as the guys left. I heard the door
close. I was about to get up and turn on the light when I heard someone in
the room. Then the bed shook and I heard Ray's voice. "Hey Bob, wake up."
He shook me gently. I remained motionless. He shook me again. "Fuck, man,
you never get drunk." I was about to leap up and grab him and wrestle him
to submission when I heard him say, "Maybe I'd better undress you." I
couldn't believe he meant it, but I decided to wait and see. The next thing
I knew he was taking my shoes off. I was lying across the bed, with my feet
hanging off the side, so that was easy. "Shit man, you're faking it", Ray
said. "Let's find out." He reached inside my shirt and started tickling
me. Normally I am very ticklish, but this time I just lay there like a
log. " You had a nice tight body, I guess from working out so much" he
whispered. He moved his hands over my chest and pinched my nipples. It was
then that my cock started to swell up again and as he continued to undress
me I soon had a full hardon. His hands got bolder and went lower and lower
and soon he was groping my crotch through my pants, feeling my
hardon. "Fuck yeah man," he breathed, "you're digging this". He was groping
my cock with one hand while he worked my pecs with the other. Then his hand
left my crotch and I heard a zipper go down. I squinted from behind closed
eyelids so I could sneak a look at him and saw my buddy Ray with his tee
shirt pushed up and his pants open holding his hard cock in his hand. He
was jerking off while he felt my body and played with my hard cock. I
couldn't believe this was happening - my best buddy Ray was groping my hard
cock and digging it. My boner throbbed and twitched as he squeezed it. Then
he said, "Shit, dude, I can't stop now, I've got to have you", and he undid
the waistband of my pants and unbuttoned the fly and moved off the bed so
he could pull my pants off. I didn't help, I still didn't want him to know
I was awake, so he had to struggle a bit, but soon he had my pants all the
way off. He moved onto the bed next to me again unbuttoned and pushed my
shirt out of the way and then resumed his exploration of my now nearly
naked body with his hands. I just had on my briefs. I could hear him
breathing heavily. He was really turned on by what he was doing to me. I
figured he was probably not looking at my face so I let my eyes open a bit
again, just enough to see him. He had his tee shirt all the way off now and
his pants pushed partway down and was working his hard cock with one hand
while with the other he explored my body. He was really paying a lot of
attention to my pecs rubbing and squeezing them and when he started working
my big hard nipples I couldn't help moaning because it felt so good. He
froze. So did I. "What the fuck", he muttered. I guess he figured at this
point if I was awake bit he'd gone too far to turn back off so slowly his
hand started working my nipples again. My cock was throbbing and swelling
and oozing fuck juice like crazy, I was so turned on by having Ray feel me
up. Ray's hand moved down my abs, tracing the cuts of my six-pack. Then he
slid his hand inside the waistband of my briefs and gently explored my
crotch slowly wrapping his hand around my huge hard cock. "Shit yeah,
dude", he breathed. I have a big one, about nine inches, and thick. Most
guys look envious when they see it hard. It's pretty awesome even I have to
say so myself. Ray is pretty well equipped too, I'd seen him hard lots of
times, but I was bigger than he was; bigger than most guys I've seen hard,
which is not that many. Then Ray spread my legs apart as far as they would
go and explored my thighs with his hands, rubbing his hot horny hands up
into my crack. He was making sounds that told me he was really turned on
and getting to the point where he didn't care what happened. I felt both of
his hands on me, one rubbing my pecs and abs, the other stroking my
cock. If he kept that up I was going to cum and I was thinking it was time
to wake up. Then just as I was about to let him know I wasn't passed out I
heard Ray say "Shit, Bob, I can't help it I gotta have you" and the next
thing I knew I felt his warm wet mouth on my cock. He was sucking my huge
hard cock! I moaned involuntarily and he just kept it up. He had one hand
on my balls and the other on my pecs and was sucking my cock for all he was
worth. I don't think he'd ever done it to anyone before, because he was
having trouble taking it and I could feel his teeth a couple of times but I
was still in heaven. I'd never dared dream such a thing; that Ray was as
queer for me as I was for him and now he was sucking me off. I started
cumming, my balls churned and my cock swelled and spurted huge gobs of hot
sticky fuck juice all over me and Ray moaned and panted but he kept on
sucking, taking it all and swallowing it. I opened my eyes a little again
and saw him grab his own cock and start pumping it as he continued to suck
mine and right away he started erupting in huge spurts of cum all over me
and the bed. When he finished shooting he released my still-oozing cock and
fell onto the bed beside me, panting and moaning. He was still rubbing his
hands all over my naked body, enjoying my muscles. "Shit, yeah, fuck, oh
Bob, dude, I love you." He crawled up beside me then and I felt his lips
touch mine and then he was kissing me. I was so stunned by what he had just
done that I didn't know what to do. If I kissed him back the way I wanted
to, he'd know I had been faking it and that might make him stop. So I just
lay there and let him hug me and rub his naked body against my naked
body. My cock was still hard and oozing cum and he was playing with it and
his own cock was still hard too and poking me in the leg all wet and
slippery. Finally Ray got up from my bed. I realized I was stuck now, I had
to lay there and fall asleep and wake up in the morning and act as though I
had no idea what had happened. But I really had to piss. I opened my eyes a
little and saw Ray open the door and go out. He was wearing just his
briefs, but that was OK, some guys walked down the halls buck-naked. Maybe
he was going back to the party. Naw, he wouldn't do that, dressed like
that. Did I dare get up and go down the hall to the can? I was feeling
almost like I was really as drunk as I had pretended, what had happened was
so awesome. I lay there for a couple of minutes then sat up on the side of
the bed. My cock was still hard. I reached down and stroked it idly as I
tried to decide what to do. That's when Ray came back in. "Dude! You're
awake!" Ray said in surprise. I looked at him with as much of a pretense of
bleary-eyed drunkenness as I could manage. "Gotta piss," I said, slurring
my words, and lurched to my feet and pulled my briefs back over my dick. I
stumbled against the wall and stood shakily, looking at my roommate, my
best buddy who had just sucked my cock. He had a wet cloth in his hands and
I realized he'd been intending to clean me up. I started towards him,
lurching around as much as I could without hurting myself. "I really gotta
piss," I said, heading for the door. I managed to lurch up against Ray, and
he caught me. I looked blearily into his eyes and mumbled "I'm drunk,
buddy, I'm drunk." "No shit, dude!" he replied clutching my near naked body
to his. We were both still wearing nothing but our briefs, and mine were
wet and cummy. I reached down and groped myself releasing my cock.

"Gotta hardon," I slurred. "Yeah, Bob, you've got a hardon. Here, let's get
that thing back in your shorts," he said and reached down and pulled my
briefs up and managed to work my big hardon back inside. My cock almost
spurted another load of hot cum all over the two of us when he grabbed it
and pushed it down into my briefs. "Good old Ray,' I slurred. "My buddy
Ray." I lurched towards the door again. I was starting to formulate a
plan. "Gotta piss, can you help me to the john?", I asked. Ray helped me
stagger down the hall to the bathroom. We shared a giant bathroom with all
the other rooms on the floor. At this hour on a Saturday night it was
usually empty, aside from some drunken college boy taking a piss to get rid
of all the beer he had drunk, so Ray and I had the giant room to
ourselves. I let him guide me to a urinal and I managed to get my cock out
and fortunately it had gone soft enough that I was able to piss. That was
real at least, and I gratefully emptied my bladder. I swayed so Ray tried
to support me without looking too much like he was interested in what I was
doing. When I had finished pissing, I broke from my buddy and staggered
away from the urinals and looked around. "Gotta take a shower," I
announced, and headed towards the shower stalls. That caught Ray off guard,
and I was through the doorway by the time he caught up with me. I wanted
him in the shower with me though, so I staggered even more, and let myself
slam into a wall. It hurt enough that I wasn't faking it when I recoiled
and stood there moaning. Ray grabbed me to keep me from hurting myself
further. "Gotta take a shower," I slurred, stripping my briefs off and
leaving them on the floor as I staggered around looking for a shower
stall. "Jesus!" Ray swore softly. "OK, come on, here's a shower." I think
he expected to just shove me into one and then leave me while I sobered up,
but I grabbed him and pulled him in with me. I reached for the faucets and
turned them on before he could get out of the way and the two of us were
showered with ice cold water. "Fuck! That's cold!" Ray yelled, and reached
to adjust the spray. He got it to a more comfortable temperature and by
that time I had some soap in my hands. Someone had left his soap when he
was through washing. Usually I would have avoided even touching one of
those bars, but I grabbed it and reached out and started soaping up my
buddy's almost naked body. Ray fought me briefly, then decided to give in
and go along with my drunken antics. I soaped him clumsily, in keeping with
my supposed drunkenness, and when I encountered his wet briefs I let out a
whoop of discovery. "Hey! My buddy isn't naked, gotta get naked to take a
shower!" and I sank to my knees and pulled his shorts down before he could
do more than make a brief protest. His cock flopped out, half hard, and I
reached up with my soapy hands and started lathering up Ray's cock and
balls. He was hard right away and fell back against the wall of the shower
stall, obviously loving what I was doing to him. I tried to maintain the
pretense that I was drunk and continued to feel him up real good, play with
his hard cock and churning balls until he was moaning and panting with
passion. Then I stumbled to my feet and fell against my naked buddy. My
hands were rubbing his hard pecs and rippled abs just as he had done to me
when he thought I was passed out on the bed. Ray is a really hot stud. "My
buddy Ray has a boner," I mumbled as I felt him up, letting my hands slide
down into his crotch. I got one hand on his balls and the other wrapped
around his huge hardon and started stroking him as I nuzzled his neck with
my mouth and started licking his neck and cheek. Ray was making ineffectual
efforts to stop me, pushing me away very feebly, but when I put my mouth to
his and started kissing him he stopped resisting and kissed me back. We
parted from that kiss finally, and I put my lips to Ray's ear and in my
normal, sober voice I said "I'll return the favor and give you a blow job
even better than the one you just gave me when we get back to our room."

This was the beginning of an exciting college experience.

More to come....