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Chapter V – Part 1 – Restless night
When I open my eyes again, I see that we’ve stopped already, and people are getting off.
I must’ve fallen asleep as well. I try to wake Tom, but he doesn’t’ react. After some shouting, I jab my elbow in his side. He wakes with a surprised noise.
Still, he doesn’t show any intention of getting up. I pull him up by his arm and we make it off the bus. Making our way to our flat, he puts his arm around me and leans on me.
“So...fucking...drunk...sleep” He says.
“Don’t worry dude. It’s not far anymore.” I respond.
He’s so close, his manly musk is even more present than beforehand. Of course, he sweats as he has been partying hard all night long. He’s still talking, but most of it is gibberish, most of it.
“Pee...badly...now” He suddenly says,
Then he just goes off the path, next to a bush. Or he tries to at least, he can barely stand on his own. I follow him and let him lean on me again.
“No...peeking.” He giggles.
I’m standing right next to him. With some difficulty he unzips his pants and with even more difficulty fishes out his huge softie out his pants. A true sight to behold, seeing that fat cock appear through the zipper hole. Then he just starts peeing hands-free. Woah!
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"Feel free to touch my cock and help me pee" He says.
I barely manage to get my hands on it before he randomly pees in any direction.
Fuck, I’m actually touching his cock. I put my hand around it. Fuck what a girthy piece of meat. I feel the pee rushing through his cock, and it’s a lot considering how much he drank. As the last few drops come out, I shake it a few times and let go.
He wasn’t even paying attention. As he looks down again, he puts his cock casually back in his pants.
Finally, we make it to our flat and with some difficulty, even using the elevator, we make it to our room. He staggers towards the bed, and I rush to the bathroom to take a leak. I didn’t drink as much beer, but I still needed to piss badly.
Did I just really help him take a piss, by steering his cock?
I take off my pants, because I’ll be heading to bed anyway and wash my hands and brush my teeth. As I get out, I see him already lying on the bet. Apparently, he was trying to undress, unsuccessfully though. His legs are still hanging over the bed edge with his pants halfway down his legs, at least he managed to get his shirt off.
He was still wearing his shoes, which was what probably caused him some trouble. I chuckle softly. Shoes off, pants off and then I hoist his huge legs on the bed.
Then I put a blanket over him, and I’m done. So done, and tired! What a long day and evening. I undress as well and plummet into my bed.