Date: Mon, 28 May 2018 16:48:25 +0200 From: Queer Wolf Subject: Wasted Game nights at my friends' house were always fun. A bunch of people of all ages got together once or twice a week to play board games or the occasional card game. I usually spent the night at their house afterwards because I didn't drive and public transportation wasn't really a good option late in the evening. At around 10 pm, there were only four people left. The gay couple who hosted game night, me, and Nick. "So you guys wanna call it a night, or should we start another game?" My buddy asked. "Can we play some Cards Against Humanity?" Nick asked eagerly. "Aren't you a bit too young for that?" I asked, only partly joking. "Oh, c'mon, I'm 16!" Nick protested. "And I've been hanging out with you guys for years, so you can't really shock me anymore." He made a good point. We had been friends with Nick's parents for a long time, but in recent years he had often spent time with us even when his parents weren't around. And if you spend that much time with a bunch of gay guys, you are used to all sorts of dirty and politically incorrect jokes anyway. So we did set up the game, and since Cards Against Humanity is even for fun if you have a little buzz, I got us a bottle of tequila and three shot glasses from the kitchen. "Hey, what about me?" Nick asked. "You have to drive home, remember?" I pointed out. "And while I think that you're old enough to have a drink, I definitely don't want you to drive drunk!" "What if I don't drive anymore? It's not a school night, so my folks won't mind if I spend the night here. If that's ok with you guys." "We've got plenty of room," my buddy replied. Nick quickly called his parents, and once everything was settled I got him a shot glass too and the game could begin. Hilarity soon ensued, and not just because of the cards that were played, but also because Nick turned out to be a really funny drunk after taking a couple of shots. In the end, he narrowly won the game. "Yes, I won with a big dick!" Nick exclaimed after the final round, giggling at his own innuendo about the last card he had played. He was obviously wasted, but at least he wasn't stumbling around or throwing up. Still, it was time to get him to go to bed. "Do you mind sharing the guest room with him?" My friend asked me. "I don't want him waking up on the couch in the middle of the night and then fall across the living room." "No problem, I'll take care of him," I assured him and grabbed Nick's hand. "C'mon buddy, time to sleep it off now!" I led Nick to the guest bedroom and closed the door behind us. There was a queen sized bed in there, more than big enough for two people. Nick was sitting on the edge of the bed, trying to take off his shoes, but he only managed to knot up his shoelaces. Shaking my head I knelt down in front of him and helped him take off his shoes and socks. He managed to unbutton his jeans and pull down the zipper, but then he just gave up and rolled onto his back. With a sigh I grabbed the legs of his pants and pulled them off. His underwear was almost pulled off too, but fortunately they were tight enough to be held up by his hips. As much as I would have liked to see this cute boy naked, I certainly wasn't going to take advantage of him while he was drunk. Though just seeing the outline of his soft dick in those tight boxer briefs was enough to make my own dick stir in my pants. After stripping down to my underwear too, I turned off the lights and got into bed with Nick, spreading the covers over both of us. By the time I had settled on my side of the bed he was already snoring softly on the other side. I woke up at some time in the middle of the night, feeling a warm body pressed against mine. Apparently we had both moved towards to middle of the bed and we were now spooning. Instinctively I put my arm around Nick's chest and went back to sleep. By the time I woke up again, the sun was already shining in through the blinds. Nick was still asleep; I could feel his slow, regular heartbeat. We were cuddling even closer than before now, and my morning wood was pressed firmly against Nick's butt. As much as I enjoyed that feeling, I didn't want the boy to feel uncomfortable, so I slowly inched my crotch away from him, trying not to wake him up. He stirred anyway, but at least I wasn't poking him anymore. It took Nick a few moments to realize where he was. I took my hand off his chest and he slowly rolled over, facing me. "Good morning," I said, "how's your head?" "Ugh, it feels a bit funny, but not too bad. I guess I got pretty wasted last night." "Yeah, but you didn't throw up, so it could have been worse." He lifted the blanket a bit, looking down his half-naked body and asked, "Did we, uh ..." "Have sex?" He nodded. "Of course not! I wouldn't take advantage of you like that. As tempting as it might have been to have such a cutie in my bed, I wouldn't want to lose you as a friend just for a chance to get off." "Oh, ok," Nick said. "Well, I may not remember everything that happened last night, but I do remember that we were cuddling, and I liked that very much!" He rolled back onto his side and grabbed my hand, placing it onto his chest again. My erection had gone down a bit, but now it came back in an instant. I tried to keep it away from Nick's butt, though he kept snuggling closer until it was nestled in his butt crack again. He was holding my hand against his chest, and I could feel his hard little nipple through the t-shirt. "Hmm," he said, "it feels like you're just as horny as I usually am in the morning." Still holding my hand, Nick slowly moved it down his body. I didn't resist it anymore. He might not have been completely sober yet, but he definitely knew what he was doing. And he was most certainly very horny, as I found out when my hand came to rest on his boner. Nick rubbed his dick with my hand a few times before taking his own hand away. I continued to squeeze him, making him moan softly. I had only seen Nick's dick once, many years ago, when he put on his swim trunks before jumping in the pool in his own backyard, too young to care if anybody saw him naked. Of course I hadn't been interested in his little boy dick back then, but I remembered that he was uncut. Now he had grown into a young man, and his hardon felt really nice through the fabric of his underwear. I wanted to feel the real thing though. Moving my hand up and under his t-shirt, I felt the soft skin of Nick's belly and hairless chest, and his small but hard nipples. Then I slowly moved my hand down again, to the waistband of his underwear. Nick sucked in his tummy, almost as if he was trying to create an opening for me, though he was probably just shivering with anticipation. And then I was finally holding it in my hand. It was rock hard and yet it felt so soft, and it felt really warm as well. Nick wiggled his butt against my crotch again as I gently caressed his shaft, peeling back the foreskin and rubbing my thumb over the already wet head. Suddenly he reached down, trying to pull down his underwear. I let go of his dick and quickly yanked it off while he got rid of his t-shirt. Then, to my surprise, he stripped off my boxers too before laying down on his side again. We were in the same position as before, though now there was no layer of fabric between our naked bodies anymore. There was even more precum leaking out of Nick's dick, and I could feel his crack getting wet with my own as well. Grinding against his butt, I started wanking him in earnest now. I raised my head a little so I could have a look at Nick's face, as well as of his dick in my hand. He had his eyes closed and he was breathing heavily now. Then he sucked in his breath and his eyes flew open, just before his dick erupted in my hand, spraying cum all over my hand and onto the sheets. When the flow of cum finally stopped I took my hand off Nick's softening dick and licked the sweet goo off greedily. It was definitely the best kind of breakfast snack. And all that time, my own hard dick was still pressed firmly against his butt. "Are you going to put it in?" Nick asked, reaching back and touching my dick with his fingertips. "I would love to, but I don't have any lube," I replied. "Maybe it would work if I used some of your cum, but it might still hurt if you are too tight and I won't take that chance!" He looked a bit disappointed, but then he smiled and said, "Well, you still need to get off though!" Spinning around, Nick grabbed my aching boner and gave it a few experimental tugs. He quickly got used to handling an adult cock and now I was the one who was moaning. I closed my eyes, enjoying the handjob, when I suddenly felt soft lips on my dick. My eyes flew open again and I almost came right away, just from seeing my own cock in the mouth of this cute teenager. "Watch out, I'm going to ..." I tried to warn him, though it was too late. Nick managed to take the first two shots of cum, but then he had to take his mouth off my dick. Several more spurts hit him in the face and chest before my orgasm was over. Smacking his lips, Nick swallowed the load he had in his mouth. Then he collapsed on top of me, putting his head on my chest. We stayed like this for several minutes, just cuddling with each other, when the front door of the house suddenly slammed shut. Shortly afterwards, two car engines started outside and two cars were driving away. Apparently my friends had just left for work. This wasn't unusual; they were my closest friends and I had a key to the house, so I was often there even if they were out. "I guess we have the house to ourselves now," I said, squeezing Nick's butt. He grinned and asked, "So you think you can find us some lube now?" "Definitely!" We got up and left the guestroom, naked and sticky with cum. I went straight to the master bedroom where I quickly found a bottle of lube, the kind that gets warm when you use it. Nick was visibly excited about it; his dick was rock hard again, pointing straight up, and mine was growing quickly as well. Nick led the way back to the guest bedroom, but I had another idea. I put a hand on his shoulder as we were crossing the living room, and I lifted him up and put him on the large table where we had played games the night before. It had the perfect height because Nick's butt was at the same level as my dick now. Pushing him back onto the table, I lifted up his legs and squatted in front of him, inches away from his tight pink hole. Sticking out my tongue, I teasingly licked it a few times before pushing harder. Nick gasped and moaned as I slowly shoved my tongue deep into his hole. I could feel the muscle slowly relaxing. Before standing up again, I gave his balls a tongue bath too, and I also had a quick taste of his dick, licking off the cum that was still sticking to it. Finally I squeezed out some of the lube, blew on it to get it to warm up a little, and gently rubbed it all around Nick's hole. Carefully probing with one finger, I found that I could slide it inside easily, and there wasn't much resistance when I added a second finger either. The small noises Nick made when I massaged his prostate were such a turn-on that I couldn't wait any longer. I quickly rubbed some more lube onto my dick and, after rubbing the head through his crack a few times, slowly penetrated him. The smile never left Nick's face, though there was a short wince when the head slipped inside. I let him get used to the feeling for a few moments before I really started to fuck him. He felt so tight, gripping my dick hard, and the lube was warming up quickly. Nick's dick gave a little jump every time I brushed his prostate. I grabbed it, wanking him hard, trying to get him to cum before I did. It worked! Arching his back off the table, Nick groaned as he climaxed. As I was hoping, his butt muscles clenched, squeezing my dick even harder. That drove me over the edge as well and I came hard. A few minutes later we surveyed the mess we had made on the hardwood table. There was a large sweat stain, as well as some drops of cum from Nick's orgasm. "We better clean this up quickly before there are any permanent stains," I said. "Can you do the table while I put the bed sheets into the washer? And then we could both use a shower!" We quickly went to work, removing the evidence of our escapades. Then I took Nick to the large shower in the master bathroom with its multiple shower heads. We soaped each other up from head to toe, which of course made him hard again in seconds. "Do you think there's another load in here?" I asked, cupping his balls. "Only one way to find out!" He replied, grinning. I knelt down in front of him and wrapped my lips around his dick, taking him all the way into my mouth. Nick put his hands on my head, moving his hips back and forth, fucking my face. His hole was still a bit open and I could feel my own cum in there when I fingered him again. That really got the precum flowing, and after a few more minutes I was rewarded with another respectable load of his cum. We were both pretty exhausted by now, so we just finished cleaning up and got dressed. When the laundry was done I made the bed in the guestroom before we finally left the house and Nick gave me a ride home. "Thank you, that was so much fun!" Nick said when he dropped me off at my place. "I can't wait to get wasted with you again. Oh, and next time, you don't have to wait until I'm sober to do naughty things with me!" He winked and drove off, and I almost came again in my pants.