Country boy moves to the city
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When I was a freshman in college, I didn’t have much experience partying or drinking. The idea of dancing in front of strangers was daunting, and I envied my peers who could be so carefree when we attended parties. Eventually though, I would look back at a video from the night before and see myself throwing my hands up, jumping and losing my balance to the beat, flirting with girls and fitting right in. It was like watching a video of myself talking in a foreign language I didn’t know I could speak.
The sober version of myself could not grasp my own fearlessness documented in my friends’ camera rolls. It was scary not being able to relate to the different versions of myself just days apart.
The Monday after Phoebe’s surprise party, I had a similar experience thinking of my own behavior from the previous three days. How was I able to walk back into that party without breaking down in panic and guilt? How did I go on to mingle with the other guests? How did I even look Katie and Phoebe in the eye?
The strangest part was I had only half finished my first drink before Dre fucked my brains out less than 50 yards away from both our girlfriends, friends, and his siblings. My shoe laces were sticky with my own cum and my asshole was gaping from the penetration and ecstacy of my first black cock. I remember the biggest obstacle re-entering the restaurant was simply using my leg muscles again. It was like holding a chair pose for 20 minutes and then walking on a balance beam while keeping a dollop of cream from oozing out all over my ass cheeks.
I think the physical challenge of simply walking made it easier to forget the psychological challenge of pretending nothing happened. Luckily, the employee smoking section was empty as we approached the back door to go inside. I did get a new drink and a shot of whiskey as soon as I walked in. Katie found me at the bar, and it seemed like she didn’t notice anything at all.
I took another sip of my drink, relieved that our absence had been unnoticed, or so I thought at the time. While Katie didn’t mention anything about Dre and I sneaking off, it turned out that Phoebe’s friend had made a comment to her. I found out about this the next day, when the four of us met up for a beach day.
“So she thinks the two of us had gone somewhere to do a bump. I think they wanted me to share,” Dre explained to me . “Funny enough I did have a dimebag on me, so that made it easy.”
The revelation that Dre and Phoebe did coke did not have much effect on me. I was just happy to be spending time with him for a second day in a row, and talking openly about an experience we shared. Phoebe and Katie were knee deep in the lake, while Dre and I sat back on a blanket soaking up the July sun.
“I’m glad Katie didn’t say anything to me. It’s a miracle that night went as smoothly as it did,” I replied to Dre.
He turned his head to me and the corners of his gorgeous lips lifted to reveal an amused smile. He had sunglasses on but I could see he was looking at my body through my unbuttoned shirt. He did not have a specific response to this, like miracles of this kind were a regular occurrence for him.
I opened another beer, still feeling his eyes on me. Then I thought of something to get him to open up more.
“Truth or Dare?” I said as casually as I could while taking a sip.
“For real?” He said laughing back at me. “Aight fine let’s go. Dare.”
“Of course you would pick dare.” Now I had to think of something. “Dare you to shotgun a beer.”
“Your fratty ass would… I got this though.” He took a fresh can and stabbed a hole in the bottom with his keys, catching the eruption in his mouth as he leaned back. Beer dripped down the side of his face and neck while he took the last sip, crushed the can in his hands and threw it to the side. I was impressed and let him know. He caught his breath and asked me the same question.
“I’ll go with truth.”
Dre took a second, scratching the small bit of hair on his chin, then asked “If I’m really the first guy you’ve been with, how come you knew how to take dick so good?”
I noticed he looked genuinely curious. Shit I was curious myself and took a second to think. “I promise you I ain’t never done anything like what we did before. It’s totally different. When I’m with girls I stay in charge.” I turned to look at him directly. “But you've been getting me so horny it’s like I would do anything, so my body just made it work I guess.”
“You did your thing no doubt.”
I looked back towards the water and saw Phoebe and Katie walking our way. Katie asked if I wanted to join in the lake, while Phoebe grabbed a couple drinks from the cooler.
“Maybe in a minute,” I said back to her. They returned to the water, and Dre and I both watched them from behind.
“Your turn again. Truth or dare?” I said to Dre now. He exhaled and chose the first option this go round. I smiled and asked him “What’s your favorite physical feature on yourself? And on me?”
“Hmm. Lemme start with the easy part… that ass! God damn! I had a feeling it would be nice when I first seen you on the stairs but it feels even nicer than it looks. And that’s saying something. As for myself… I would say my chest.” He said this and we both looked at his upper body glowing in the sun. I was half lost looking at the musculature when Dre brought me back to the game I had started.
“Dare,” I said reflexively. Dre looked at me impishly, and I felt the beer beginning to hit me.
Once again, looking back on this memory is like an out of body experience. It was not like me at all.
“Dare you to hand me your shirt and swim trunks,” Dre said to me.
“Are you crazy?” I said back. “There are people around.”
“Cover up with the towel if you need to. I’ll take care of your clothes.”
I couldn’t deny him. It was my idea to play this stupid game after all, so I shimmied out of my shirt and threw it at his face. He laughed and said “halfway there.”
Standing up from the blanket, I grabbed a towel from the bag Katie had packed and wrapped it around my waist. The girls were looking at a boat full of people that was making waves by the shore. With one hand holding the towel at my belly button, I slipped a thumb under my shorts and pulled them low enough so my ass cheeks were only covered by the towel. I turned towards Dre again who had his legs spread and his bottom lip under his front teeth.
I sat in one of our beach chairs and reached under the towel to pull the trunks out from below. Dre moved his hand from off his abs and opened the palm out towards me. I balled the swimsuit up, placed it in his hand, then watched as he put both pieces of clothing in the small athletic bag he had next to him.
I felt my balls and dick flop down beneath my thighs, lightly touching the rough fabric of the towel. The sun beat against my ribs and I pulled the towel up a bit, just enough to expose my knees and thighs. “Happy?” I said to Dre.
“Extremely,” he replied.
“What’s the plan now?” I asked. I noticed a bulge growing in his tight little trunks. It was getting bigger by the second. “Now neither of us can get in the water.”
“You love it,” he said in defense, but I detected a trace of fear on his face as his rock hard cockhead was just an inch from outgrowing the seams of his shorts.
He was right though. The wind from Michigan snuck under my towel and I felt a tingle travel across my shaft. I wished for an empty beach where I could rip the towel off and let the sun hit me everywhere. I wanted to feel myself hard in the daylight like a sundial. But that was far from our reality at the moment.
“Alright I’ll make you a deal,” Dre said. “Let me rip the towel off and I’ll give you the clothes back.”
“Huh?? How is that gonna work?” I did not understand this man but I was honestly getting turned on by the proposal.
“Follow me. We’re gonna act like we gotta pee.” He grabbed his bag and tried to cover his hard-on as he stood up and headed towards a bush nearby. As always, I did as he said.
We stood in a grassy spot that was less crowded than the sand. There were a few trees helping provide the slightest bit of privacy. If anyone was walking along the path we would still have been in plain sight.
My nerves were calmed only by our alibi of needing to piss. Dre pulled his semi hard dick out to commit to the performance. “Shit he needed some air too,” he said smiling, letting at least 7 inches slant down towards the foliage. I wanted to reach out and touch it. But before I had time to reach my hand over, he was stuffing it back in his shorts. I looked at his face and he had his sunglasses pushed back on his head. Then, as I was getting lost in his eyes, Dre gripped the edge of my towel and yanked it away, running north towards another cluster of trees.
“Son of a bitch!!” I said while making a cup with both hands to cover my dick, which was also halfway to erect. I ran after him and he looked back to take in the view of me reaching my hand out towards him. Now my manhood was exposed and I felt the sun hit the pink sensitive flesh through the leaves above. “Give me my shit back! We had a deal!”
I slowed down and bent over to cover my crotch better. Dre made a loop back around me and I craned my neck around to see he was coming my way. Thank god!!
He had my clothes in hand and as he approached, he slapped my fully naked ass from behind. He tried to stretch and squeeze his hand around both cheeks, but couldn’t quite manage, so his middle finger just went in my crack and I felt his warm skin touch my hole again. Then he wrapped the towel back around me and dropped my clothes in the grass. I looked at him in bewilderment. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, then turned away.
I was too scared to look around and see if anyone had seen what just happened, so I speed walked back to the bush and put my clothes on while Dre returned to our spot on the beach. Despite the terror of the risks we were playing with, I noticed my own dick was now growing too big to hide in my swim trunks.
The sober version of myself could not grasp my own fearlessness documented in my friends’ camera rolls. It was scary not being able to relate to the different versions of myself just days apart.
The Monday after Phoebe’s surprise party, I had a similar experience thinking of my own behavior from the previous three days. How was I able to walk back into that party without breaking down in panic and guilt? How did I go on to mingle with the other guests? How did I even look Katie and Phoebe in the eye?
The strangest part was I had only half finished my first drink before Dre fucked my brains out less than 50 yards away from both our girlfriends, friends, and his siblings. My shoe laces were sticky with my own cum and my asshole was gaping from the penetration and ecstacy of my first black cock. I remember the biggest obstacle re-entering the restaurant was simply using my leg muscles again. It was like holding a chair pose for 20 minutes and then walking on a balance beam while keeping a dollop of cream from oozing out all over my ass cheeks.
I think the physical challenge of simply walking made it easier to forget the psychological challenge of pretending nothing happened. Luckily, the employee smoking section was empty as we approached the back door to go inside. I did get a new drink and a shot of whiskey as soon as I walked in. Katie found me at the bar, and it seemed like she didn’t notice anything at all.
I took another sip of my drink, relieved that our absence had been unnoticed, or so I thought at the time. While Katie didn’t mention anything about Dre and I sneaking off, it turned out that Phoebe’s friend had made a comment to her. I found out about this the next day, when the four of us met up for a beach day.
“So she thinks the two of us had gone somewhere to do a bump. I think they wanted me to share,” Dre explained to me . “Funny enough I did have a dimebag on me, so that made it easy.”
The revelation that Dre and Phoebe did coke did not have much effect on me. I was just happy to be spending time with him for a second day in a row, and talking openly about an experience we shared. Phoebe and Katie were knee deep in the lake, while Dre and I sat back on a blanket soaking up the July sun.
“I’m glad Katie didn’t say anything to me. It’s a miracle that night went as smoothly as it did,” I replied to Dre.
He turned his head to me and the corners of his gorgeous lips lifted to reveal an amused smile. He had sunglasses on but I could see he was looking at my body through my unbuttoned shirt. He did not have a specific response to this, like miracles of this kind were a regular occurrence for him.
I opened another beer, still feeling his eyes on me. Then I thought of something to get him to open up more.
“Truth or Dare?” I said as casually as I could while taking a sip.
“For real?” He said laughing back at me. “Aight fine let’s go. Dare.”
“Of course you would pick dare.” Now I had to think of something. “Dare you to shotgun a beer.”
“Your fratty ass would… I got this though.” He took a fresh can and stabbed a hole in the bottom with his keys, catching the eruption in his mouth as he leaned back. Beer dripped down the side of his face and neck while he took the last sip, crushed the can in his hands and threw it to the side. I was impressed and let him know. He caught his breath and asked me the same question.
“I’ll go with truth.”
Dre took a second, scratching the small bit of hair on his chin, then asked “If I’m really the first guy you’ve been with, how come you knew how to take dick so good?”
I noticed he looked genuinely curious. Shit I was curious myself and took a second to think. “I promise you I ain’t never done anything like what we did before. It’s totally different. When I’m with girls I stay in charge.” I turned to look at him directly. “But you've been getting me so horny it’s like I would do anything, so my body just made it work I guess.”
“You did your thing no doubt.”
I looked back towards the water and saw Phoebe and Katie walking our way. Katie asked if I wanted to join in the lake, while Phoebe grabbed a couple drinks from the cooler.
“Maybe in a minute,” I said back to her. They returned to the water, and Dre and I both watched them from behind.
“Your turn again. Truth or dare?” I said to Dre now. He exhaled and chose the first option this go round. I smiled and asked him “What’s your favorite physical feature on yourself? And on me?”
“Hmm. Lemme start with the easy part… that ass! God damn! I had a feeling it would be nice when I first seen you on the stairs but it feels even nicer than it looks. And that’s saying something. As for myself… I would say my chest.” He said this and we both looked at his upper body glowing in the sun. I was half lost looking at the musculature when Dre brought me back to the game I had started.
“Dare,” I said reflexively. Dre looked at me impishly, and I felt the beer beginning to hit me.
Once again, looking back on this memory is like an out of body experience. It was not like me at all.
“Dare you to hand me your shirt and swim trunks,” Dre said to me.
“Are you crazy?” I said back. “There are people around.”
“Cover up with the towel if you need to. I’ll take care of your clothes.”
I couldn’t deny him. It was my idea to play this stupid game after all, so I shimmied out of my shirt and threw it at his face. He laughed and said “halfway there.”
Standing up from the blanket, I grabbed a towel from the bag Katie had packed and wrapped it around my waist. The girls were looking at a boat full of people that was making waves by the shore. With one hand holding the towel at my belly button, I slipped a thumb under my shorts and pulled them low enough so my ass cheeks were only covered by the towel. I turned towards Dre again who had his legs spread and his bottom lip under his front teeth.
I sat in one of our beach chairs and reached under the towel to pull the trunks out from below. Dre moved his hand from off his abs and opened the palm out towards me. I balled the swimsuit up, placed it in his hand, then watched as he put both pieces of clothing in the small athletic bag he had next to him.
I felt my balls and dick flop down beneath my thighs, lightly touching the rough fabric of the towel. The sun beat against my ribs and I pulled the towel up a bit, just enough to expose my knees and thighs. “Happy?” I said to Dre.
“Extremely,” he replied.
“What’s the plan now?” I asked. I noticed a bulge growing in his tight little trunks. It was getting bigger by the second. “Now neither of us can get in the water.”
“You love it,” he said in defense, but I detected a trace of fear on his face as his rock hard cockhead was just an inch from outgrowing the seams of his shorts.
He was right though. The wind from Michigan snuck under my towel and I felt a tingle travel across my shaft. I wished for an empty beach where I could rip the towel off and let the sun hit me everywhere. I wanted to feel myself hard in the daylight like a sundial. But that was far from our reality at the moment.
“Alright I’ll make you a deal,” Dre said. “Let me rip the towel off and I’ll give you the clothes back.”
“Huh?? How is that gonna work?” I did not understand this man but I was honestly getting turned on by the proposal.
“Follow me. We’re gonna act like we gotta pee.” He grabbed his bag and tried to cover his hard-on as he stood up and headed towards a bush nearby. As always, I did as he said.
We stood in a grassy spot that was less crowded than the sand. There were a few trees helping provide the slightest bit of privacy. If anyone was walking along the path we would still have been in plain sight.
My nerves were calmed only by our alibi of needing to piss. Dre pulled his semi hard dick out to commit to the performance. “Shit he needed some air too,” he said smiling, letting at least 7 inches slant down towards the foliage. I wanted to reach out and touch it. But before I had time to reach my hand over, he was stuffing it back in his shorts. I looked at his face and he had his sunglasses pushed back on his head. Then, as I was getting lost in his eyes, Dre gripped the edge of my towel and yanked it away, running north towards another cluster of trees.
“Son of a bitch!!” I said while making a cup with both hands to cover my dick, which was also halfway to erect. I ran after him and he looked back to take in the view of me reaching my hand out towards him. Now my manhood was exposed and I felt the sun hit the pink sensitive flesh through the leaves above. “Give me my shit back! We had a deal!”
I slowed down and bent over to cover my crotch better. Dre made a loop back around me and I craned my neck around to see he was coming my way. Thank god!!
He had my clothes in hand and as he approached, he slapped my fully naked ass from behind. He tried to stretch and squeeze his hand around both cheeks, but couldn’t quite manage, so his middle finger just went in my crack and I felt his warm skin touch my hole again. Then he wrapped the towel back around me and dropped my clothes in the grass. I looked at him in bewilderment. He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips, then turned away.
I was too scared to look around and see if anyone had seen what just happened, so I speed walked back to the bush and put my clothes on while Dre returned to our spot on the beach. Despite the terror of the risks we were playing with, I noticed my own dick was now growing too big to hide in my swim trunks.
