And here’s the STORY:

After the game we met my friends for drinks. My plan was to introduce him to some of my girlfriends with hopes that he and one of them would hit it off. Like I stated earlier, I knew what his intentions were with me and rather than turn him down I thought it’d be better to hook him up with one of my friends. That way there wouldn’t be any hurt feelings and I could possibly still enjoy some of the perks of being cool with him. Yes I know that’s shallow, but Hey, he was a “Good catch” and I gave my girlfriends the background story on him and basically let them make their own call. Two in particular seemed to be interested and have some potential chemistry with him.

We were at the bar for several hours and everyone had A LOT to drink. As we were heading back to my house I jumped in the car with one of the said girls, leaving our guest to drive back alone. Part of me hoped he’d decide to not come back to my place but head back to his hotel for the night. He actually beat us to my house! He was in the driveway waiting when we pulled up. I wasn’t worried however because my girlfriend had verbally confirmed her interest in him during our car ride home. However, when she parked the car she informed me that she was too drunk to come in and was heading straight home. “What?! You can’t leave me with him!” I wanted to scream but I understood her position and still had an alternate. Potential interest #2 was my roommate who had also just arrived to the house to meet us for some continued partying.

We got in the house and everyone had another drink or 2. We smoked and listened to music, everyone vibing and enjoying themselves with no pressure. Then came the “great” idea to go to a Strip Cub. I’m not sure if it was my idea or his but I was too drunk to realize this wasn’t the best option. Even when my roommate decided NOT to join us I was still too turnt up to not go. I have no idea what time we made it back but I know I was so intoxicated I needed his help to stumble into the house. He led me to my room. I had tried to keep our visit confined to the “public” areas of the house so that this “privacy” didn’t occur between he and I, yet here we were.

We sat on the couch in my room. Laughing and recounting the events of the night. I had truly enjoyed myself yet I was still somewhat waiting for him to make his exit. I’m not sure if it was the alcohol, the exhaustion, or some subconscious desire but I found myself cuddled up with him on the couch. “Come here Ma.” He whispered as he pulled me on top of him and then found his lips with mine. This was more intoxicating than the alcohol. “You know I’ve never stopped thinking about you.” I rolled my eyes at his attempt to seduce me further. “I’m serious. You were my first. I always dreamed about being with you again.” And that was the moment when I realized that even though this scenario was wrong in several ways at least this will make for a good story.

I remember him flipping me over. He and I both pulling at my clothes to get them off. His face quickly finding its way between my legs. His tongue diving in and his lips and chin being covered in my juices. I came over and over until the pleasure became unbearable and I started trying to force his head back, away from my clit. In one quick motion he stood up, lifting me off the couch with him. I thought he was going to carry me to the bed but instead he carried me over to the full length mirror, turned so that I was staring at myself in it, and lifted me higher, sitting me on top of his shoulders. I pressed my palms against the ceiling to balance myself as I watched him continuing eating me until I screamed. He carried me to the bed and threw me down. I was still speechless as he looked down at me, still standing at the foot of the bed. “Turn over” he commands and I assume the doggy-style position thinking this is how he wants to enter me first.

As I’m turned away from him face down ass up, waiting for him to enter me, I feel his tongue again. His mouth all over me, his tongue sliding in and out. The pleasure was unbearable. I think I even blacked out.

The next thing I know he’s made his way on top of me, his face close to mine, and he oh-so-gently slides inside of me. The feeling of penetration combined with my current sensitivity state makes me orgasm immediately. As I’m clinching at his arms, my body shivering from head to toe, and gasping for breathe through my moans. He kisses my face and whispers “I’m not that little young, inexperienced boy I used to be.”

Point Proven…..