Chapter IV – Bar crawl
He turns his head, laughing loudly.
“Fuck dude, what a huge load, even bigger than mine. You’re definitely cleaning that up. Don’t worry about it. It was a long day, and the shower is the best place to take care of business.” He laughs and leaves the room.
I’m slightly ashamed but it was also a very hot situation. Did he see my cock?
I clean up and leave the shower. I trim my beard, put some product in my hair and put on my clothes. As I get out of the bathroom, Tom is dressed and ready to leave.
“Great timing.” He says.
“Just give me a sec to put my shoes on and grab my coat.” I respond
As we leave, he puts his arm around me and says.
“We’ll have so much drunken fun tonight.”
“Any idea where the bus is leaving from?” I ask
“Close to the underpass, I think.”
We head over and there are already a few other students waiting and pre-drinking.
They’re happy to share their booze as we start to make conversation with them.
The atmosphere in the bus is lively as well. We talk to the two girls in front of us, and when they turn to the front again, Tom whispers in my ear.
“I’m so gonna hit that tonight.”
“Both of them?”
“What? Don’t you think I can do that?” Tom responds.
“Well...” I say.
“We can share if you want. Although, I’m super horny since my girlfriend left and I just need a good fuck. From experience I know that most girls can’t handle THAT, so I’d prefer both of them” He interrupts me and points towards his crotch.
“I guess that depends how well you’ll handle your booze”. I taunt him.
“Well, yes. You might be on to something. I do like to get wasted” We both laugh at his remark.
He’s still kind of a douche, but probably, or most definitely a very hot fuck.
The evening proceeds like a typical bar crawl. We get in, get drinks, talk to random people, and then move on to the next place. I start to feel tipsy very fast, and Tom isn’t doing much better, worse to be honest. We stagger along the street to the last pub. I have my arm around him, and he leans over
“You know...Back then...I didn’t mean to...But....” He starts blabbering
“...What? You saying?” I respond, not understanding a word he’s saying.
“I...not mean to break off our friend...ship. It’s just...I thought you were into me...and didn’t wanna hurt your feeling....being around me...” He continues equally incomprehensible.
“Whaaat? Crazy talk...dude.” I try to evade.
Then we are interrupted by two guys hugging us from behind, shouting and then singing loudly and we join them.
What did Tom jus talk about? My mind starts to get fuzzy.
This pub is quite impressive. It’s a rock bar, with appropriate music and decoration. Moreover, they have a huge selection of beers and ciders. However, I decided to take it slow, unlike Tom, who comes back from the counter with a Jägerbomb. Oh, this will end badly.
I get swept up by a group of people, heading for the dance floor. I happily join them.
After the song ends, I feel that I need to take a piss badly. That much beer did a number on my bladder. I look around and see the toilet sign and I head over.
Considering how many people have been here this evening, the facilities look accordingly.
I spot two urinals, placed very close together. Back home, that space would’ve contained just one. Obviously, there is no separation. I’m quite pee shy, with other people around, so I try to hurry up. Unzipping my pants and flopping out my cock. It’s quite long and fat and I’m quite proud of it. I give it a tug and start to piss.
Almost immediately, I hear someone rush in and swear.
“Fuck, fuck fuck...”. Someone takes the urinal next to me, unzips his pants and I hear a waterfall of pee. That dude needed to piss badly.
“Ahhhhh. Hey bro, I had too many beers. Couldn’t hold it a second longer.” Tom says with content.
I turn my head and see Tom next to me. It’s very crammed, so our hips and legs are pressing against each other, which I feel intensely now. My cock twitches and my pee stream just stops.
Then he casually puts his arm around me and rambles on. Now I’m definitely not continuing peeing. Being completely aware of the situation. We’re standing next to each other, with our cocks hanging out. With that realisation, I peek to my right.
Fuck me. That thing definitely grew since I last saw it. It’s a huge soft monster cock now. Long and thick and barely fitting into his hand. The pee just rushing out.
“Great time...music...hot chicks....so horny...soooo drunk...” He rambles on.
“Sure buddy.” I respond.
Then I notice him lean over, not even hiding that he’s checking out my package.
“Fuck, dude. That thing’s definitely bigger than last time. Remember during swimming, you were always towel dancing to hide your small cock. But now. Look at it. It’s nearly as big as mine, and that’s saying something. Late bloomer, right?” He manages to say, more or less coherently.
“Thanks, bro” I stutter, completely surprised by his words.
“Now you know why I’m always getting so much pussy, not only because of this perfect bod.” He laughs as he’s shaking off the last few drops of pee. Shaking it a few more times and more vigorously than necessary, just to show of its size and weight.
I’m definitely impressed, as is my cock, starting to get hard. I follow him shortly after washing my hands.
Following the last call, I make my way to the bus stop. I look around to see if I can’t spot Tom in the crowd, but he’s nowhere to be seen. So, I sit down and play on my phone.
We don’t have to wait long until the bus back to university finally arrives. My roomie reaches the bus just in time and cuts in line just before me, giving me a wide grin.
He picks a seat in the middle and I sit down next to him. We’re both pretty tired and he’s definitely a lot more wasted than myself, so I understand he doesn’t want to talk.
Our legs are actually pressed together, and my mind keeps playing back to the scene at the toiler. His big fat cock. Touching his legs, doesn’t improve the situation and I notice getting hard again. I discreetly readjust my cock position, so no one notices my erection.
After a while, Tom leans his head on my shoulder. He’s asleep again. I lean my head on his and close my eyes as well.
However. they are actually slightly older. 20 and 21. Back where I'm form you stay longer in high school and there are always people that take longer...
