“Are you trying to get me drunk?” I asked flirtatiously.
He grinned back at me, “Might be.” He said with a little shrug of his shoulders and winking at me.
I laughed, “How long before the food comes?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Brenda said it would be about twenty minutes – plenty of time to drink these and have a game of pool.”
I grinned, “Okay.” I agreed, “But I have to warn you, I’m good.”
He smirked, “I’ll bet you are.” He murmured, making my dick harden. He was totally flirting back at me and it was such a turn on. I never wanted the night to end…
We played – I won. Jodie took it all in good humour but that might have been down to the third pint he was already halfway down…
Our meals arrived so we sat back down and tucked in. “Your sausage looks good.” Jodie said with a giggle.
“Behave yourself,” I said trying my best not to laugh.
His smile was mesmerising, “This is really good.” He groaned, “Wanna taste?”
Oh, my God. I wanted to taste every last inch of him but he wasn’t actually offering that… or was he? “Will you please stop saying things like that – the mental images are making me so damned hard – and out here it’s kind of hard to hide.”
He gave me a smouldering look, “I think we should go back home and I should check out your swelling – ‘cause, I’m a little concerned that it’s catching.”
Chapter 32 – No going back...
River
We almost ran back to the house. “This is such a bad idea.” I panted as we got inside.
“No,” Jodie argued, pressing me up against the wall and pinning me there with his hips pressed firmly against mine, “This is a really, really good idea.”
I wrapped my arms around him and pulled him even closer. I could feel his breath on my face as he gazed into my eyes, “I’ve been dying to do this since we were here last time,” he murmured before crashing his mouth into mine.
“Ohhh, fuck.” I managed before he devoured my mouth again, exploring every fucking inch of it with his tongue.
He pulled away from me, his lips shiny and slightly swollen with passion, “You are so beautiful.” He murmured and then leaned back in and trailed kisses along my jawbone towards my ear, “Can I give you a love bite?”
“Where?” I asked.
He shrugged, “Neck, chest, hip…” he smiled sexily at me, “Anywhere really – I’m not fussy.”
I shook my head, “I’m actually contractually not allowed to have one anywhere that can be seen by the punters.”
Jodie frowned, “What will you be wearing for your next gig?”
I rolled my eyes, “Short shorts and cropped top – with a Christmas theme of course.”
He smiled lazily. “Hip it is then.” He said, “Or I could just blow you.”
Holy fucking shit. “Here?” I asked, staring at him in surprise. We hadn’t really got far past the front door.
Jodie shook his head, “No.” he said, “When you let go I want to be able to see it in all it’s glory – I want to make you come so hard you won’t be able to stand up.”
I raised an eyebrow, “Think you can do that?” I asked with a bit of a challenge in my voice.
He nodded, “I know I can do that.” He said, “I’m very good at blow jobs – and you came like a fountain last time.”
I grinned, “Yeah, you’re right,” I agreed, “You are – I’m brilliant at them too – I even gave myself one once.”
He stared at me, “Wow,” he said, “You never told me that! When?”
I grinned, “I used to do gymnastics and I was very flexible – I was about fourteen. Not too sure I still could – but we could have a go...”
Jodie started undoing his jeans, “Oh, my God.” He said, “You’re totally turning me on.” He pulled his jeans down showing me his impressive bulge in his boxer shorts, “Look what you’ve done to me.”
I slid down the wall until I was squatting in front of him and then I brushed my lips across his cock. I could smell the fabric softener of his underwear, a beautiful clean smell, with the hint of his muskier, manly scent beneath. “I so want to suck you.” I murmured, “Fuck it,” I added, “I’m gonna do it. Now.”
I pulled the fabric down and his cock sprang free, bouncing in my face. It was so long and thick and beautiful. “Oh, God.” I groaned, reaching out and stroking him, “You’re fucking perfect.” I leaned into him and took him deep in my mouth. He tasted utterly perfect, a little pre-come oozing onto my tongue.
He sighed, bracing himself with his arms against the wall, “Fucking awesome.”
I sucked him deep into my throat, something I loved to do. Pulling off him with a teasing amount of suction I looked up at him through my eyelashes, “We really need to take this upstairs.” I said.
He nodded, tucking himself back into his boxers and shimmying his jeans back up his hips and buttoning them back up “We do.” He agreed. He leaned over and captured my mouth in a hard, demanding kiss, ‘Let’s get out of here,” he growled.
By the time we got to the top of the stairs, common sense had started seeping back into my lust-filled brain.
I glanced sideways at Jodie. He was stood staring at the door of the bedroom he was sharing with Jake. “Are you okay?” I whispered.
He nodded, “Yeah,” he said, “But we said we wouldn’t do this again.” He looked at me, biting his lower lip, “We really shouldn’t be doing this again.”
I nodded, “No, we really shouldn’t.” I agreed. Please don’t pull the rug on this now. Please…just let me have tonight and we can forget all about it tomorrow.
Almost as if he’d read my mind he turned to me and said, “Okay – let’s make another deal – we’re both drunk again, right?” I nodded. “So, we’ll just have tonight together again and then we draw a line under it. We never speak of this again – agreed?”
I was quite sure we’d had this conversation once before, and I knew it was so damned wrong – so how could it feel so right? He was breathing heavily, obviously as turned on as I was.
I nodded, “Fuck, yeah – come on. I need you on me – now.” I took his hand and pretty much dragged him to my bedroom before he could think about changing his mind. Tomorrow was a long way off – and I’d face my conscience then. Right now, all I could think of was Jodie’s cock…
Jodie captured my mouth as he pushed me down onto the bed. I’d forgotten that he was kind of dominating in the bedroom and I was as turned on as I could possibly be.
“What are you gonna do to me?” I breathed.
He shrugged, grinning at me, “What do you want me to do to you?”
I looked up at him, “I know you sucked me last time – and I know I really liked it – so maybe we could do that again.”
A wicked smiled crossed his face, “Fancy joining me in that pursuit, gymnast?”
I laughed, “I really don’t think I’ll be able to.”
“Shall we try?” he asked.
I shrugged, because being drunk really makes you stupid. What the hell, “The only way I think I’ll manage it is if I do that yoga move where I roll up and put my legs behind my head.” I said knowledgably, because I turn into an expert on everything when I’m drunk…
He licked his lips and nodded, “You’ll have to be naked.” He slurred slightly as he spoke.
I nodded, “Of course.” I agreed.
We stripped each other in seconds, “Go on then,” he said, “let’s see if you really can suck your own cock.”
Well, of course I could still do it – I was as flexible with all the dancing as I’d ever been. I rolled myself up and started sucking myself like a pro.
“That is so fucking hot.” He breathed, “I wish I could take a picture of you on my phone.”
I stopped immediately, sobering up a tad, “No.” I said, “You can’t do that.”
He shook his head, “I know, I know. And I won’t – I promised I wouldn’t – I just wa
nt to, that’s all.”
I carried on what I was doing because, fuck it – it was fun showing off to Jodie.
He crawled across the bed, “Look at you, showing off all your beautiful arse to me. That’s far too fucking inviting dude.”
I closed my eyes and carried on sucking my cock. I’d had far too much to drink – those shots we’d downed after our dinner were totally unnecessary after all the beer we’d drank… I was warm and fuzzy and putty in his hands. He could do whatever he wanted. He stood over me and rubbed his cock against my hole, making my balls tense, I stopped what I was doing and stared up at him, “Dude,” I breathed, “that feels fucking awesome.”
He nodded, “Fucking awesome,” he agreed, “got some lube?”
I nodded, “Loads of the stuff, in that drawer – and condoms of course.”
“Of course.” He agreed reaching across and getting what he needed, “Do you bottom?” he asked.
I shrugged; the truth was that actually I rarely did. I totally preferred to top, “Sometimes,” I slurred, “I prefer to top but I’m game for anything with you.”
He smiled, “I usually bottom but I’m finding your arse particularly inviting and I want it so bad.”
“It’s all yours, baby.” I said pleased that I was offering him something that I knew Jake never would. I knew Jake well and I knew he would never even consider bottoming for anyone. He was a top through and through.
I thought he would immediately want to rubber up and lube up and get on with the job but he surprised me, “Jake doesn’t like bottoming. He totally refuses to do it. He doesn’t like rimming either,” he said, “But I do – you?”
I fucking loved it – giving or receiving, “Love it.” I said, “Shall I give you a demo of my skills?”
He shook his head, “Not before I do.”
Chapter 33 – Perfection...
Jodie
There was no way I wasn’t gonna get my tongue around and inside that fucking awesome hole of his. I bent down and lapped at him, closing my eyes and breathing in his musky scent. Damn that was good. He tasted good too. I soon found that he was relaxing under my diligence and I could poke my tongue quite far inside him. I was as hard as steel and dying to replace my tongue with my cock. I guessed he wasn’t really used to bottoming, though, and I didn’t want to hurt him. “Ready for my cock, dude?” I asked.
He grunted his reply, still happily suckling his own cock.
“Give me a go on your dick, dude.” I said.
He stopped sucking and uncurling himself, he laid flat for me, “Go ahead,” he said, flopping his legs open so I could see him in all his glory, “I’m all ready for you.”
His cock was rock hard – just the way I liked it. “Fuck, you’re amazing.” I murmured as I took his length in my mouth, “And you taste fucking delicious.”
“I want to taste you too – shuffle around a bit – let me suck you too.”
Fuck. We’d done that last time – and it had been amazing.
We shuffled around as if we’d been doing this with each other for years instead of only once before, until I was in his mouth and he was in mine. I took a deep breath before I took him in my mouth and started to really work his cock deep in my throat. His hips started to move and he started to thrust into me – such a turn on. I found that I was moving my hips in time with his and he was sucking my cock with every bit as enthusiasm as I was putting in.
I loved the way he matched everything I was doing to him. He had his hands wrapped around the back of my legs as he totally devoured my cock.
I wanted to give him a little more to enjoy and remembered that the last time we did this, he’d been quick to explore my hole with his fingers. Well, now it was his turn.
I really hadn’t ever had sex like this before. It was incredible with him.
River totally knew what he was doing and I was totally hooked. I never wanted to have sex with anyone else for as long as I lived.
“Oh, God.” River grunted and I felt the first spurt of come on my tongue. I swallowed quickly but he was coming too fast and too quick for me, the rest of it dribbled out of my mouth and down my chin. I couldn’t stop myself from climaxing at the same time. “Ungh.” I managed as a warning for him.
He didn’t miss a beat, he sucked and swallowed me down until I’d finished and then he pulled off my overly sensitive cock and looked down at me with a sexy little smile.
We both lay back, panting. I wiped my face on the back of my hand and grinned back at him.
Coming at the same time was absolutely awesome – but I still wanted more. I wanted to come inside him. Would he be up for it tonight? Did he want to do me tonight? Would tomorrow morning come around and have us still feeling this unrelenting attraction to each other or was this our one and only window of opportunity to enjoy each other fully?
“That was awesome,” River finally managed.
I nodded, “Yeah,” I agreed, “I couldn’t swallow fast enough.”
He chuckled, “Didn’t matter.” He said, “It was still amazing seeing it all over your face.”
I nodded, “I still want you.”
His beautiful green eyes smouldered as he looked at me, “Me too.” He said, “I want to feel you inside me.”
My cock started to harden just thinking about it, “Shall I grab a condom?” I asked. I really wanted to make love to him properly.
He nodded, “Yeah.”
I was hard again almost instantly we started kissing. I reached down and started to finger him to loosen him up a little before I lined myself up. I’d prepped him with plenty of lube but I was totally aware that he wasn’t all that used to this. “You okay?” I asked as I breached his entrance.
He gasped a little but nodded, “Yeah,” he breathed, “You feel great.”
I slid inside inch by inch, holding my breath as I did so. Finally I was all the way in and River was beneath me, looking up to me as if I was the most incredible thing he’d ever seen in his life.
“You can move now.” He breathed, “Give it to me hard.”
I didn’t need any further encouragement. I let go and slammed into him over and over until I was coming again.
“Ungh,” he muttered, “I’m gonna fucking come!”
“Me too,” I grunted as I released everything inside him.
His come spattered between us all over his chest.
Fuck that was sexy.
I slid out of him as carefully and slowly as I could manage, holding onto the condom. “Be right back.” I murmured.
He made a happy little sound as I hopped off the bed and made my way to his en-suite.
I came back with a washcloth to clean him up with, “here,” I said, “let me clean that off you.”
He watched as I gently cleaned him up. “You okay?” I asked.
He nodded, “I’m perfect.” He said with a smile, “Will you stay in my room with me tonight?”
I nodded, “Of course I will.” I said. Dropping the cloth into his washing basket, I snuggled up behind him and wrapped my arms around him. “Night.”
Chapter 34 – Never get drunk…
River
I woke up with a bit of a start. I wasn’t alone in my bed. I was naked and holy shit! My arse hurt like hell. Fuuuuck! What the hell did I do last night?
I turned over and had to suppress a yelp of surprise – not that it wasn’t a nice surprise…
Jodie. Beautiful, sweet, (not my boyfriend) Jodie was fast asleep in my bed with his leg slung over mine possessively and his face inches away from mine. His mouth was slightly open as he slept and I resisted the urge to lean in and kiss him.
But what the hell was he doing there? Was this just a really realistic dream? No. The twinge in my arse told me that this was as real as it got. I didn’t generally go in for being the sub but with Jodie it just seemed so natural…
I lay still for a moment trying to gather my wits. Jeez we must have had far too much to drink last night for this to have happened... ag
ain. I tried to recall the events. I remembered telling him that I’d sucked my own cock once… Holy shit – did I actually suck myself off in front of him? Fuck. I closed my eyes in shame. I totally did too…
Flashbacks of the night before started to bombard me with such intensity I was as hard as a rock in seconds. Sucking him while he sucked me, his fingers inside me and his tongue… and his cock. Wow – I could totally get used to his cock inside me. It was fucking awesome…
Jodie stirred. I turned over so I was facing him.
His beautiful big eyes fluttered open and he stared at me in much the same way as I’d just reacted to seeing him there. “Shit.” He said, “What the fuck are we doing?”
I bit my lip, “I think we got drunk.”
He nodded, “Oh, hell – did I hurt you?”
I shook my head, “No.”
He flung his arm over his eyes, “I did, didn’t I? I went all dom on you and made you bottom?”
I propped myself up on my elbow. “You did go a little dom but it was a huge turn on and let’s get something straight here – no one makes me bottom – that was entirely my choice.”
He peeped at me from under his arm, “Are you sure you enjoyed it?”
I grinned, “If there was an Olympics for hot sex – you’d get the gold medal every time.”
He chuckled and then sighed, “We can’t get drunk again.” He said, “I’m supposed in a relationship with Jake – your best friend – we’re supposed to be committed to each other.”
Hearing him say that he was committed to my best friend was like a slap in the face after what we’d been doing with each other last night. It also woke me up to the fact that it might have been the best sex I’d ever had but it was as wrong as it got. I shook my head, “No – we can’t.” I agreed firmly. “This can’t ever happen again.”
He nodded, “Never.” He agreed firmly.
*
I got up and headed for the bathroom. I really needed to have a shower to wake my fuzzy brain up. I had work later tonight. I was still waiting to hear from Peyton as to whether Jodie and I had got a start at his restaurant and was beginning to wonder if he would ever call when Jodie knocked on the bathroom door, “Dude?” he called, “You decent?”
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