5 comments/ 102643 views/ 9 favorites Drunken Follies Ch. 01 By: overzealous20 First story! would really appreciate votes so I'll know what to do next! Innocently I sat on the train, afraid that any movement on my part would cause me to tip over. I couldn't help but laugh at myself from time to time, wondering how I always got into these situations. I would go out with a group of friends, telling myself I'll only have a couple of shots, stay on top of the game, maybe come back with a nice blonde hanging off my shoulder... But no, every time I would just get trashed and do something stupid. Tonight I was sitting in the train, alone, horny as all fuck, regretting another screw up at the last minute. I am not tall, maybe 5'7", got an athletic body from my days in the army, and a pretty good looking face. But where my body brought me, my sarcastic tongue would always rip me away from. It's amazing how little control I have over what I say, especially when drunk! Tonight, as I have already mentioned, found me in the same spot as many nights before, it became a pattern that I just had to escape. But what could I do? Across from me, I noticed despite my unsteady drunken stare, a man that seemed to be about 40, comfortably overweight, dressed casually for people who do not know how to dress casually well, and smiling. Through my distorted gaze I saw him stare at me, I then smiled at him for some reason rather than blurt out my usual sarcastic remark. I was alone, and didn't think I could hold my end in a fight. He sensed this, I guess, because his stare turned more intense, and to be honest I think I felt turned on by the close scrutiny that I was under. Unfortunately, I couldn't really stay awake for this examination and just sort of slumped down in my seat: opening my legs, and tilting my head to the left. I must have been out cold for only a couple of minutes or so when I was reawakened by my ass stumbling off the seat. Again, I felt the man's eyes on me, I guess now probably darting between my ass and mouth, wondering which would be better to violate in his own fantasy world. But this time he was closer. He must have shuffled a couple of seats closer when I was passed out. Now that he was closer I was able to give him a more thorough appraisal, he didn't look any better; just a plain, unglamorous forty year old. He saw me wake up and smiled. He said only two words to me: "Boy.... Look." Giving me a few seconds to digest what he had said, he began to undue his zipper. Ever so slowly, he pulled it down, enjoying my lingering stare. I couldn't take my eyes off the act, somehow that level of daring just had me transfixed. I have once gotten a blow job on the subway, a completely unimpressive affair, but somehow seeing it before my eyes, like a movie, just had me captivated. Ever so slowly he unzipped his pants, until finally he reached the end. I had not moved, I could not move. While remaining in my frozen state, I saw him reach into his pants and pull out his beautiful little penis. I say beautiful now in retrospect, because there were no thoughts in my head, only my mind wondering when the freezing process of my body will end. It could not have been over 4 or 5 inches long, with some pubic hair clearly sticking out as far as the head! He began to stroke his dick with two fingers, all the while staring at my slumped figure. "This dick isn't going to suck itself you know." I was shocked, but his blatant approach certainly had a waking effect on me. I straightened up in my chair, but moved no further. "I need a face to cum on too." I stood up, mesmerized, and walked closer to him, ever so slowly and then sat in the seat opposite of him. He continued to stroke his dick with two fingers, but with the other hand he now undid the top button of his pants and spread the sides so that I could see more of his dick and boxers. He then reached into his boxers again and took out his balls and did something comparable to spreading them on the fabric. They were big; I'll tell you that; his hairy testicles were probably as big as his dick. "Think we can coat your whole face with these?" He asked, snickering. I was so incredibly turned out, such a switch of the tables: being pursued, but still, I couldn't budge. "Look me in the eyes." I did. "Now move a bit closer to me." I did, but so very little that he also had to move a bit forward, crunching his balls against his penis, which gave him an annoyed look. "Now put your hand on my thigh." I slowly moved my hand towards his body, resting it on his knee. "Now look at me again." He put his hand on mine. "Keep looking." He slid my hand up along his thigh. I felt so very nervous. "DO NOT look away from my eyes." I kept my eyes fixed on him as his right hand held my left. Lifted it a bit in the air and rested it on his penis. "Uggh." A small moan of approval escaped his lips, he had finally won. We both knew it, I think, at this point. Subconsciously I stroked his shaft even after he released his hand from mine; using my thumb and two fingers I felt it grow to straining point. A little bead of pre-cum was dripping down the underside of his modest manhood and my eyes locked on it and its steady downwards journey towards my fingers. "Stop. Look at me." I did, and as I looked in his eyes, the little glob had finally reached my index finger, now resting at the base of his penis. It was hard for me to not look at his phallus, but something about him made his every syllable a pure command I must follow. Maybe it was the fact that he was just some unremarkable middle aged man that just enforced my need to be subservient to him. He slowly stood up, putting his hands on his thighs and rising. How much in a trance was I if my hand was still on his cock this entire time? I ask myself this question again and again. "From now on, look me in the eye no matter what you are doing. I want you to see whose chocking you." I gave out a sigh, I couldn't help it, the situation evolving was just too surreal not to. "Now, you see the drop of pre-cum that you just milked out? Well this time we aren't gonna just look at it. As flattered as I am by the fact that you still look completely stunned." He was such an asshole, I think I was even more turned on. "Stretch out your tongue. Good. Let me see that mouth of yours. Very nice." He put his hand on the back of my head and tilted my head to the side and then brought me closer "Now let me see that tongue lick that nice big drop of pre-cum." I did as instructed. "Now do what you have wanted to do since you saw my dick." Lost, because I had never done this before, I gingerly kissed the head of his penis and then let it fall in my mouth. "Good boy." I began to slowly go up and down on his penis, loving the new textures and smells of the new experience. I grabbed his penis, wanted to do everything to him I had wanted countless girls to do to me and licked along the underside of it, reaching his balls which I then put into my mouth, messaging them thoroughly with my tongue. "FUCK!" He bellowed, and as I came up again to his penis, moaning around it like some two dime whore, he grabbed my head and began to forcefully pull my head up and down the marvelous thing. I could feel his pressing need to cum, and I catered to him. Because his penis was not so big I was able to deep throat him without a problem. "Fuck.. shit" He cursed anything and everything in those two minutes of intense throat fucking and then jammed his cock in my throat and started cuming. I caught a bit in my mouth before he intentionally started spraying my face. And spray he did as he coated my cheeks and forehead with semi transparent sheets of seed. All that had happened was just too much for me, I sat there, motionless as he milked the final globs of precum from his own dick and cleaned them on my neck. He then zipped his pants up and left, leaving me alone, horny and scooping up loads of cum from my face and eating them slowly... Drunken Follies Ch. 02 "what a nice bench." Thoughts came slowly to my drunken mind. I sat down on the bench and looked at nothing. "Yo, look at this guy." Somehow I still managed to open my eyes and see three guys leering at me, laughing. I looked to my right and saw the guy beside me open his zipper and take out his black dick. He started rubbing it and I could not help but look. It was average in size, maybe five or six inches. As I realized that I had been staring, and that his eyes were on me, I instantly drew my stare away and continued looking forwards silently as I tried to think of a possible escape from this wretched situation. A dramatic run wouldn't do, it would just be natural for them to chase me, like predators after a frightened prey. I thought over my situation while the guy beside me lathered his penis with saliva. I decided to walk away, slowly and decisively and maybe the pure shock of the act would save me. I rose, took the first step, then the second, putting so much thought into every movement of my body, but I didn't advance a foot before I felt his hand on my loose belt (I had just peed.) He grabbed me by that same belt, pulled it down and as my pants fell I fell unto his lap. "FUCK!" The pain was unmistakable, as the head of his dick made its first attempt at entering my virgin ass, I cried out in pain. Alarmed by my cry the other two turned around. But soon enough their look of concern turned to one of triumph as they quickly flocked to either side of me. "How does his ass feel?" "Good, I ain't in yet though." I was so turned on, but I couldn't do it. I couldn't let them beat me so easily, this wasn't right. A fantasy enacted doesn't make one any happier or willing to go with it. Should I? not like this, not in this way in the park. Maybe I can move them at least, no time no time. Need to think of something... These thoughts and a thousand more ran through my head as I came to the all important decision: I wanted to do this, I needed to do this for a million and one reasons, but I couldn't allow this to happen here. I realized what I must do (and before I continue, let me just let the general reader understand that I am in fact an officer in a certain army and so my combat training is proficient, but no one is a superman and so what I did was only a delay, if they wanted to they would have probably still kicked my ass if they fought together.) I kicked with both legs to the sides and hit the two standing in front of me in the knee caps, and as they both dropped I elbowed the guy who held me on the right by the ribs and in the left by the ear and bolted running with my pants by my ankles for about 3 meters from the bench, turned around panting: "Stop, you win. But I wont do this here, come to my apartment, its about 5 minutes by car." "No fucking way man, we ain't stupid." "Its three of you against me, rape me, cum on me I don't care but it aint happening here." "You tellin' us what to do?" "I'm tellin' you what to do so I'd cooperate." "We don't got a car." "Cab, then." "You payin'?" "fuck, no... you wanna fuck me n have me pay for the fuckin' cab too?" They laughed at that; laughter is good, it means they will be easier dealt. "Fine, we'll pay." We got into the cab, I sat bitch (Ironic isn't it?), to my right sat the guy whose dick had already violated my now aching bottom, and to my left sat a guy who at first I thought retarded. Both their cocks were straining in their pants and each had a hand on me as if I would escape. Maybe they thought I would jump out the window. I give the driver the directions to my house, its about 20 minutes walk but I didn't want to risk one of them getting impatient. "Do you usually do this with your friends?" it was the taxi driver who spoke and the question was directed at me. He was referring to the fact that both my hands were stretched out over the two guys beside me, rubbing their dicks through their pants. But at this point I didn't really care so I just minded my business teasing the guys. This is good, horny means quick. "we aren't his friends," Said the guy in the front: "we found him." "You found him?" "Yeah, on a bench, in the park. He begged us to fuck him, he said he wanted us to piss on him n' shit." "Really? That's fucked up... could I.." "yeah, you can fuck him. Come over in about 2 hours. What's your number bitch?" "05..." It was instinct, I swear! "Call him, he'll take care of ya." "Where did you say you found him?" "Park Darom." "Fuck, I gotta go there more often then." "haha. Why? You got his number now, just call and he's yours." Maybe its fitting at this point that I'll describe the cab driver. He was sixty, but as with all cab drivers in my country he was rather immature. Most of their target audience is teenagers so they learn to maintain the same idiotic teen attitude of their costumers. He had a scruffy white beard, rather fat, and was wearing some hideous white sweater. Not worth anyone's time... but my own. The conversation continued in the background as I played with both guys. The one on my right brought me on his lap and put his hand in my pants, drawing circles around my ass, getting me... what I thought I'd never say... wet.. How else would I describe the feeling? My ass was getting wet, my dick was hard as a rock, and I was horny as fuck, wanting him to keep going as I licked my way around the cock of the guy to my left. We got to my apartment building, and I freaked out. What if they wanted to do it outside? What if they would try to fuck me in the stairway? If my neighbors saw, it would be horrible. What do I do? What do I do? What do I do? So I did what made most sense at three am, I grabbed both guys by their dicks, leaving the third to pay, and guided them up the stairs in that fashion. They kept stumbling after me as I rushed up, while the third quickly paid and ran after us. The lights were out in the stairway by my apartment (thank god!) but I couldn't find my keys, when finally it happened: they had gotten impatient! Within a second I was thrown against the door, not hard, but to show intent.. my pants were brought down and the lil dicked one started entering me while I was squeezed flat against the door. It was hell, and it hurt, but it felt sooo good! Still, I frantically searched in my pockets, amidst the pain and the ecstasy, I opened the door and fell into the living room. Turning around I saw all three coming at me, and I muffled a laugh when looking at their glossy eyes. The door was still open, but I really had nothing to do, I had exhausted my efforts at this point and just hoped to maneuver them a bit away from the open door so that no one could chance a look. The last thing I'd need is one more coming for a lay! So there I lay, on the floor, supporting my self by my elbows, jeans ripped off, and a hole put through my underwear cause: "no one wants to see your pickle dick." I was then brought to the couch (so much for hiding from the door) put on fours and immediately one of the guys started fucking me from behind while the second one lay in front of me, intending me to give him a blowjob, but all I could do was grab the base of his dick, and muffle my groans. I felt like I was being split, like his dick was piercing my lungs, I just hung on to the couch braced the pain. He fucked me so hard I thought I would pass out, for ten minutes, my ass was on fire and then I felt a new sensation: the first batch of cum in my ass. Slowly it dribbled out as he lifted off of me, and started cheering. "Yeah man! Look at that? Pretty aint it? Hahaha." Now, I thought, I'd have a break! But no, as quickly as the first came out of my ass, that the second started fucking my mouth with his dick. Hard and fast he went, and I couldn't breath from the get go, so again I fought the pain out, road the pleasure train, and got my second batch of sperm deep in my throat. It was then that I noticed the third guy, he had looked through our fridge and found some cheap wine, beers, and two bottles of grey goose. He came into the living room, put down the alcohol on the table, gave me a beer, and sat on the couch. "On the floor." I didn't even think not to obey. It seemed obvious. "You spent?" he said this to the other guys. "Yeah. Fo' a while at least." "Good, now. Look at me bitch, get between my legs. look at my dick. This is your god, you will treat it as such. And when I cum, there better be some fuckin fireworks. Understood?" all I did was nod and get down to work. I stretched out my tongue real slow across the bottom of his dick, scooping up dripping pre-cum in an upward position that eventually had my eyes on his as I sucked in the massive glob of pre-cum cuming out of the snake eye. "I think this bitch likes you." Said one of the other guys, but I didn't pay attention to him. He didn't matter, he could piss on me, like they said in the car, and it wouldn't matter. Now, it was just me and god. Looking into his eyes, I couldn't believe how much power was in them, and for a second I was lost. For ten seconds I stayed this way, looking into his eyes, with my mouth sucking and easing on his head and then I slowly took him in, a quarter of an inch at a time, never stopping, constantly ignoring the pain, until I reached the bottom of his dick, and then began circling slowly with my head until I could not hold my breath any longer and rose up. Next I moved to his balls, while I so gently held his rod, not to engulf, but to hold lightly and tickle as I lovingly let each ball enter my mouth in time and sucked with varying degrees of force. My almost pilgrim like care had him panting and cursing, and that almost disappointed me, as I hoped that he would maintain composure and silence throughout the whole affair and so maintain power. But never mind that, its time to please god. I kissed and licked his balls a bit more, and rose with the lick, my tongue on the base of his dick, slowly rising, as my tickling hands rose above it, until again we looked at each other. "Please." I whispered and again slowly took him in all the way down to his pubic hair, and again: "Please," I whispered ever so gently and took him in completely, wholly, and more quickly. "Please.." I whispered, now barely audible, and again took him down with more force. Then I came up, straightened my stare into his brilliant eyes and whispered: "choke me.." and choke me he did, as soon as my head sucked his back in, he put both hands on my neck, squeezed firmly and started skull fucking me to a degree that to this day I've never seen. So violent, so amazing! For three minutes he fucked me so, until those words I had been waiting to hear for so long came out: "I'm gonna cum!!" he let go of my neck as I grabbed his butt, and shoved myself down to receive a glorious load that had me coughing, choking, and gurgling for about three minutes, until we both settled. I lit a cigarette and smiled, this was amazing.