Pounding. Nope. It’s not from the front door. My heads killing me. The splinters of light coming through the shades feel like shards of glass. I close my eyes tight against the pounding. Open. Close. Open. Ok….vision’s working. What the hell happened last night? I can feel the heat and weight of a body lying next to me. A flash of flesh. Looks like a leg, yeah, it’s a leg. I push the blanket down to see a shock of blonde hair. I pull the blanket back. Damn. I take a cigarette from the pack and light it. I open the blanket and look down and notice that I’m naked. Blondie’s started moving. Green eyes peer over the blanket. A hand moves over the blanket, takes my cigarette and takes a drag. “Wow….what a night….”
“You’re telling me.”
“You don’t remember? You don’t remember last night?”
I pull on my cigarette and then exhale. I nod a negative.
He steals my smoke again. “Wow! You really don’t remember! Let me see if this helps.” His green eyes are clear and shiny. His head disappears under the blanket. I can feel his soft hand on my penis. He starts stroking my cock and his other hand is on my balls. I put the cigarette in the ash tray. He knows his way around a cock. My penis starts growing. Soon he has me hard, straight and thick. I pull the blanket down so I can watch. He sucks me off like a pro. His mouth does a slow dance along the shaft….kissing and licking and then he does the same on my balls. Then up and pulling the head into his mouth. His saliva makes my shaft glisten. The sounds of my cock being sucked, seems always dirty, and it always gets me very horny.
“Hey…what’s your name?” He stops; stroking my penis. “Robert.”
Bob….Bob….he’s bobbing my apple like a Halloween party….ain’t that some sh!t.
“Bob, how’d you learn how to suck dick like that?” Robert smiled sheepishly and then continues working on my dick. The head of my cock is in his mouth, his eyes on mine. I really didn’t give a sh!t. It felt good. Really good. There’s something about being hung-over. The sex can be the best sex of your life. I put my hand on the back of his hand. Hmmmmm…..mother fuc….I started forgetting my headache….
“Will? Can you screw me again, like last night?”
Damn…..we went all the way.
Now it’s coming to me. Right down the street from my flat, is The Lantern, a very popular water hole. I’d started drinking right after class. Smoke. Beer. Smoke. Chaser. Smoke. Shot. You get the drill. I saw Bob at the door and he gave me a smile and sat next to me at the bar. We talked for a while. We drank a lot. Then we stumbled out to the dark and then up the stairs to my place. After a couple more shots, we’re slow dancing, making out, and then we’re naked, laying in my bed and blowing each other. Ever have same sex sixty-nine? It’s pretty sexy. Trust me.
“Robert, in the top drawer of the dresser, that’s where the rubbers are.” He moves off the bed and walks across the room. I light another cigarette and think that Robert, without a penis, and from the back, he looks like a chick. Long blonde hair and a very shapely ass. He turns around and sees that I was checking him out. He throws the Trojan packet at me. He pushes his penis and balls between his legs so where all I can see is his light pubic hair. He plays with his nipples and says he’s his ugly alter ego, Bobbie. That makes me laugh.
Bobbie starts strutting around the room and then puts “her” very smooth leg on the bed. I hand “her” the cigarette and Bobbie takes a long drag. I open the rubber and put it on. I put my hand on his ass and then slap it a little bit.
I pull Robert’s penis and ball sack from between his legs. I don’t want to f*$% Bobbie right now. I want to f!*& Robert.