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Hey, this is actually a true, true story.
I was an adult rower (like after university), and met this guy at another adult rower workout class. Anyway, we never rowed for the same club, but we competed against one another and were in the same city, and our clubs had a friendly rivalry to where many of us younger ones would get together and party.
At a particular drunken party, this guy, let's say Paul, and I were chatting politics somehow. And we kept talking politics, and people kept leaving the party scene to go home or go to bed, so eventually it's just Paul and me, talking, and he's now somehow a few cm away from me. I'm 6'2"/1'89", and he's well taller than me (rowers are tall). He's leaning down and at this point talking politics in my ear and we are budding up against one another. We start making out.
Never got a gay inkling at all, but he's also not a bad kisser at that. We got at it for a while, no witnesses now. There's an extra mattress on the floor for the stay overs after the party, and we make our way onto it. I figure, let's just go for it, this is already a fantasy. I unbutton his shirt, keep kissing him, then unbutton his trousers, and he's full on into it, if you know what I mean. For how much we drank, he can still present arms, full salute. I started sucking him off, and he's full-on moaning and groaning. He seems self conscious and doesn't want anyone to hear, but we are drunk and I just keep going on. He is writhing, and he quickly cuts while I'm still sucking and barely even realise. Then he goes, "St-stop stop stop." I say, "But I like the taste of your cum." I kiss his penis head a bit and we start to snuggle. He says, "Do you want me to do yours?" I'm drunk and say, "No, it's ok." (I always get whiskey dick, so I know sometimes it's going to be a one-sided arrangement).
Anyway, that was the first, but not the only time we met up..
I was an adult rower (like after university), and met this guy at another adult rower workout class. Anyway, we never rowed for the same club, but we competed against one another and were in the same city, and our clubs had a friendly rivalry to where many of us younger ones would get together and party.
At a particular drunken party, this guy, let's say Paul, and I were chatting politics somehow. And we kept talking politics, and people kept leaving the party scene to go home or go to bed, so eventually it's just Paul and me, talking, and he's now somehow a few cm away from me. I'm 6'2"/1'89", and he's well taller than me (rowers are tall). He's leaning down and at this point talking politics in my ear and we are budding up against one another. We start making out.
Never got a gay inkling at all, but he's also not a bad kisser at that. We got at it for a while, no witnesses now. There's an extra mattress on the floor for the stay overs after the party, and we make our way onto it. I figure, let's just go for it, this is already a fantasy. I unbutton his shirt, keep kissing him, then unbutton his trousers, and he's full on into it, if you know what I mean. For how much we drank, he can still present arms, full salute. I started sucking him off, and he's full-on moaning and groaning. He seems self conscious and doesn't want anyone to hear, but we are drunk and I just keep going on. He is writhing, and he quickly cuts while I'm still sucking and barely even realise. Then he goes, "St-stop stop stop." I say, "But I like the taste of your cum." I kiss his penis head a bit and we start to snuggle. He says, "Do you want me to do yours?" I'm drunk and say, "No, it's ok." (I always get whiskey dick, so I know sometimes it's going to be a one-sided arrangement).
Anyway, that was the first, but not the only time we met up..