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Chris - Stranger At A Party
🕑 Added 2024-04-15 04:01:01 +0000 UTCI just turned 23 a couple of months ago and have been back working in New York City for about a year since my stint in Atlanta. I hadn’t been able to hang out with my buddy Joe since I’d been back in NY. Out of the blue, he reached out letting me know he would be driving up to NY from Atlanta to visit his family, making other stops along the way, and that he wanted to hang out.
After a fun night in the city, he asked me if I was up for a road trip back to Atlanta. He had to drive back and it was about a 14-hour trip, he also wanted to get my advice on a project he was working on and talked me into driving down with him and staying for a week with the promise to fly me back to NY the following weekend. Since I worked freelance, it was pretty easy for me to make it work.
On the road, I brought a card game that was technically a drinking game, but it’s a fun “get to know people” kind of game and I thought it would be fun after a few hours of music and chatting. Somewhere between Virginia and North Carolina, because of the questions on the cards I had confessed to having a “devil's threeway,” which is a M/F/M threesome. Joe was surprised by this, and it spawned a conversation about the details. I lied about some of the details, I was too deep in the closet at the time to admit that it was actually a M/M/F threesome. But I did admit that there was “unavoidable touching,” and that seemed to blow Joe’s mind. Not in a way that made him confess to any similar experiences, but just that he never thought I would be down for stuff like that.
When we got to Atlanta, I stayed with him in his penthouse as usual, having the guest room to myself. The next day he took me to his recording studio, I met a bunch of his friends, then we toured the city a bit.
Later that night a couple of guys I hadn’t met from the recording studio came over to get Joe to listen to a new track they recorded. It was only ok, but they were really into it and for a while, it played loud on a loop. We all sat around drinking Joe’s good alcohol and smoking weed as they dove deeper into the “meaning behind” this lyric and that one. The guy who wrote it, Darnell, was a sexy black guy, probably 27, easily 6’ and slim like a basketball player or a runner. One lyric, in particular, had them all guessing until a shorter heavy-set guy who was already drunk blurted out, “Nah, it’s about that time D (Darnell) and Big Pete hit that bitch together,” and laughed. Darnell just sipped his scotch and smiled.
“Wait, you guys had a devil's threeway?” Asked the guy who was singing on the track.
Darnell just smiled, “Wouldn’t you like to know,” and left it at that.
My buddy Joe was quick to chime in and rat me out, “Chris had a devil's threeway before, maybe it’s about Chris,” he laughed and winked at me. Everyone looked at me, I just shrugged, raising an eyebrow, “Maybe,” and poured myself another glass of the good stuff. Darnell gave me a grin and a knowing look.
As the night continued on, some of the guys left, some new people showed up and it got a little louder and more crowded. At around 2:30 am I noticed Joe had disappeared, probably went back to his room, and hooked up with one of the many women who had been flirting with him all night. I decided to call it a night too, this wasn’t my party, and it seemed like this was a regular occurrence and everyone knew to come and go as they pleased so I went to my room and took a hot shower.
Twenty-ish minutes later, in the bedroom, I had just slipped on a pair of white CK low-rise briefs and was toweling off my hair when I heard the door open and a gust of cool air hit my body. I spun around quickly to see Darnell quietly closing the door behind him. He looked me up and down, “nice,” was all he said in a low voice.
“What’s up man, you looking for a free room to crash in?” I continued to dry off, too drunk to care about being almost naked.
“Nah, I was looking for you,” he stepped closer to me.
My heart started beating fast, I was suddenly aware of my seminude, thin, pale body. “Oh, you umm, you need something?” I held the towel in front of my bulge. I could feel my body starting to betray me, blood rushing towards my dick as the ideas of the possibilities of where this might go ran through my head.
He grabbed his crotch through his athleisurewear, an obvious bulge growing inside, “Yeah, I need something,” he smiled.
Aware that this dude was Joe’s friend, I started to panic that a hookup with him could out me and I didn’t want that. “There’s plenty of gorgeous women out there, I’m sure you could have any you want,” I gestured towards the door.
He stepped closer, and flashed a sexy smile, “Yeah.” He gently grabbed my towel and pulled it away, revealing my bulging briefs, he gently caressed my package, “That’s not what I’m in the mood for.”
I froze, let out a soft uncontrollable moan, letting him continue to fondle my cock and balls through my tighty whities. He dropped the towel to the floor and reached around to palm my ass cheek with his other hand. “Mmm, that’s what’s up,” he bit his lip, looking me in the eyes. He quickly stopped playing with my package to grab my other ass cheek, one in each of his large hands, pulling and kneading my glutes as he pulled me to him, grinding my bulge against his which was now obviously growing in his pants.
I let out a soft moan, he grabbed my ass tight, lifting me enough to kiss me, and I melted. The combo of weed, scotch, horniness, and how sexy Darnell is, all somehow killed the voice in my head warning me he was too close to my inner social circle, but I didn’t care. His large tongue invaded my mouth, fuck he knew how to use it. I put my hands on the back of his head, pulling him tighter for this kiss, he slipped his hands into the back of my briefs to palm my ass cheeks skin to skin. Another moan escaped me when his finger grazed my hole which in turn made him moan back and grind harder into me.
He slowly walked us backward until we hit the bed, breaking our kiss as he pushed me back onto the mattress. I propped myself up on my elbows, flexing my six-pack and doing my best to look sexy as he reached up and pulled his shirt from the back of the collar and pulled it over his head, revealing his perfectly toned body including a very defined V-cut leading into his boxers. He stepped out of his shoes and his pants quickly came off, his green plaid boxers tenting at least eight inches from their normal hanging position. He crawled on top of me, spreading my legs with his as he kissed his way up my body until settling back on my mouth, both of us letting out subtle moans and grunts as our hands explored our mostly nude bodies.
His dick managed to snake its way out the slot in the front of his boxers and was leaking precum on my thigh as he grinds himself into me.
“Fuck bro, you got me needing to nut, you should let me fuck you,” he whispered into my ear as he kissed my neck and then down to my nipples.
“Mmm…I don’t know man,” my brain started running through a rolodex of reasons not to do this, starting with the fact that so many people were just down the hall that could catch on, one of them being my buddy Joe. Also, I don’t know this guy, which should’ve been the first reason, but he was sexy so it wasn’t number one.
He yanked hard on my briefs, pulling them right off without me even needing to lift my ass, tossing them onto the floor to the side of the bed. “Don’t act like it’s your first time,” he kissed my neck again, then my lips. He thrust his hips forward, his long heavy dick sliding against mine until his hips were against my ass, spreading my legs as far as they would go. “I…it’s not, I’m just, I don’t,” I couldn’t string together a coherent thought. “You know you want it,” he thrust again, his precum trailing off his cut cock. “I’m not gay,” I managed to get out, then moaned as his cock slipped down my crack and crossed over my hole as he continued to thrust against me. “Me neither, I just need a tight hole to bust a nut in,” he kissed me again, building a rhythm in his humping.
I broke our kiss, “Nah, we really shouldn’t,” I ran my hands over his muscled back as he kissed his way down my body, skipping over my dick and lifting my legs with zero effort and then dove his tongue straight into my hole. “Oh fuck,” I moaned, my head swimming from the booze and weed and now one of the greatest pleasures a man can experience. I felt my hole open for his tongue as he expertly ate me out, “yeah open up for me,” he mumbled into my hole and kept getting me wet and sending pleasure through my body.
I was going to shut this down, but I wasn’t going to turn down an ass-eating. I started to stroke myself, the pleasure he was giving me was going to get me off quickly, then I figured I could help jerk him off or something, but fuck this felt good. I moaned softly, flexing my ass muscles around his tongue, my toes curling as I pound my dick, willing my orgasm to come as quickly as possible. “Fuck that feels good,” I mumbled, getting closer to cumming. “Yeah, I knew you would like it, your ass needs to get fucked,” he continued to eat me for a few more minutes.
He could probably tell I was close, so he let my legs drop down around his waist and slid his dick across my slick hole. “You going to let me fuck you?” he grinned at me, holding his hard dick as he slid the head across my hole a few times, then spit on his head to make it even more slick. “I don’t know man, this isn’t right,” I tried to protest. “Come on man, let me get in there, just for a little bit,” he flashed that sexy smile, still rubbing his head on my hole, which felt so good I had to stop from moaning.
“Do you have a condom?” I asked. He smiled, leaned over me to the nightstand and opened the drawer. He pulled out a condom, some lube, and a small bottle of poppers and handed them to me. “Wait, what?” I was confused. “I’ve crashed here after a few parties,” he admitted. “These are yours?” I asked, holding up the poppers. “Nah, but the guy they belong to won’t mind, take a hit,” he suggested. I took a deep hit, then another on the other side. He squirt some lube onto his big dick, then used his head to rub some lube into my hole, I let out a moan feeling the poppers take effect. “Fuck that hole is tight,” he kept rubbing his cock on my hole.
I started to get nervous, his dick was pretty big, probably 8 or 9 inches. “Wait, I don’t think I can do this,” I told him. He took the poppers from me and took a good hit on both sides. He smiled at me, stroking his hard cock, “man, don’t punk out on me, I need to nut,” he put his cock head right on my hole. “Just let me push in, just a couple minutes, help me out man,” he pleaded. I hit the poppers again, not saying anything for a minute as he gently put pressure on my hole, “just a few minutes, be gentle as fuck man,” he smiled spit and started to push slowly into my hole. I winced as the head popped in, “oh fuck dude,” I tried to push his hips away from me or at least stop the pushing in. “You’re ok, you’re just tight,” he pushed another inch or two into me and moaned. “Oh fuck your big man, hold on…” I lost my breath but he didn’t stop. “I’m almost all the way in,” he kept pushing, leaning over me as his dick kept sliding into me, stretching me in all the best and somewhat painful ways. The room was so quiet I swear you could hear my hole stretching around his massive cock.
I felt his hips on mine, “there you go, you got it all man,” he whispered then leaned in to kiss me. “You ok?” he asked, flexing his dick inside my tight hole. “Just give me a second,” I kept my hands on his hips, giving the illusion I had any control here. He fed me some more poppers, then took some for himself. Spreading my legs more, he got himself into a frog-legged position to gently slide his big dick in and out of my hole, expertly gliding over my prostate and making sure I only felt pleasure as he gently humped me. He moaned in my ear, “your hole feels so good, I needed this,” each thrust felt deeper and stronger than the last. I wrapped my arms around his neck, kissing him and trying to enjoy the onslaught of inches into my hole. “Yeah, fucking take that dick man, this ass is way better than the pussy out there,” he said.
I remembered there were more than a dozen people just 25 feet away. “Fuck, did you lock the door?” I asked. He thrust into me, “I don’t think so,” he laughed thrusting harder. I started to get nervous again, “we should stop.” He thrust and flexed some more, “just a few more minutes,” he kept his pace, hitting my prostate with every single thrust. “Fuck,” I moaned. “Yeah man, feels so good, don’t make me stop, I need to blow my load,” he kissed my neck, pulling me tighter into his thrusts. He was going a little faster, a little deeper.
I heard people walking down the hall, getting closer. The muffled whispers of two drunk women from the party, probably looking for a bathroom. My heart started beating faster, what if they open that door, they’ll see Darell fucking me with his boxers on, balls deep in my naked ass, taking it like a bitch. I clenched my ass, and he let out a soft moan, “shh,” I whispered, “there’s someone in the hall.” He kissed me deep, his tongue exploring my mouth as his dick pumped in and out of my hole. His fucking got stronger, his hips scooping into my ass, making sure every inch was as deep into me as he could get. “I”m about to nut,” he whispered.
I kept an eye on the door. The voices got loud, right outside the door, he even stopped fucking. He pulled out and looked back at the door. Then hopped out of the bed and locked it as quietly as possible. Looking back at me with a grin, then tip-toed back over to the bed, his slick cock swinging back and forth. Crawling back on the bed I realized, “Wait,” he started to kiss me, “did you not put the condom on?” He broke the kiss, “oh, shit, sorry…is that ok?” He sat up, and started to stroke his dick, thumping it on my hole. He started to push on my hole to get back in, “wait,” I whispered. “Put on the condom,” I tried to insist feeling a few inches going back into my hole. He let out a soft moan and a sigh, “I’m already in you man, just let me finish,” he arched his ass out and then thrust all the way in balls deep, in one smooth and sexy motion. “Fuuck,” I moaned. “I don’t know man,” the sound of my voice betraying my words.
He thrust a few more times, “let me use this hole man, I just need to nut and you feel so good,” he kept thrusting in that snake-like way that was rhythmic and sensual and deep, blowing my mind. “Just…just don’t nut in me man,” I wrapped my arms around his solid back, my hands drifting down to his waist as he thrust and kissed me. “I got you,” he whispered and then moaned.
A few more minutes of amazing fucking, feeling him deep inside me, my legs wrapped around his waist, hands on his glistening back, “fuck that feels good.” I reached one hand in between us and started to pump my aching cock, rocking my hips with his thrusting, feeling my own precum smear onto his abs and drip onto mine. “I’m getting close,” he warned and started thrusting harder and faster. I moaned, flexing my ass around his huge cock, my legs stretched out giving him better access as my toes started to curl, “me too,” I moaned.
I jerked my dick faster, “fuck I’m gonna cum,” I warned. “Fuck yeah, me too,” he warned, looking into my eyes, then kissed me, I felt my orgasm start from inside, that spot his dick had been hitting all night, then it made its way into my balls and exploded out of my dick. My toes curling, my ass clenching around his invading cock, my body flexed and cum squirt out, hitting his abs and up to my chest as he forced his cock into my tightening hole. “Fuck, I’m about to bust,” he thrust again, then again harder but slower, “oh fuck,” he groaned and I felt his dick start to expand and grow even bigger inside me with every thrust. Then his eyes shot open wide and his balls pulled tight as he thrust all the way in and his boiling hot cum shot deep inside me with a quiet groan and his body shuttered. “Fuuuck,” he whispered, “oh fuck,” he thrust a small deep thrust and flexed all his muscles as he unloaded inside me, my ass clenching his cum slick dick. “Oh fuck,” I moaned out of breath as he collapsed onto me.
“Fuck, sorry,” he tried to catch his breath. “I couldn’t pull out, it felt too good man, sorry” his dick twitched inside me as it started to go soft. I didn’t know what to say, there was nothing I could do at this point except enjoy the moment. I felt so good, so relaxed.
He only lay there for a minute or two catching his breath, then he slowly pulled out and sat up on his knees. His dick covered in cum, he reached over to the nightstand and pulled out some tissues to wipe himself off. Then he tucked his dick back into the fly of his boxers. He walked into the bathroom and I heard the sink running, he came back with a washcloth wiping my cum off his abs and then he used it to wipe my cum off of me and even wiped my hole to make sure I didn’t drip his load onto the bed. He kissed me a gentle but real kiss, “thanks dude, I really needed some ass, I’m glad you were here,” he smiled. “Well yeah, that’s why I’m here,” I joked, relaxing and basking in the moment.
I watched as he got dressed. “How long are you in town?” he asked. “Probably leaving next weekend,” I told him. He winked at me, “cool, I’ll be sure to swing back through,” he smiled that sexy smile. Then quietly unlocked the door and opened it. He peaked out into the hall, you could hear the party still going, he gave me one last look and then snuck out and closed the door behind him.
I got up a few minutes later and took another shower, then slipped on my briefs for a second time, the precum from earlier still wet and a little cold, I passed out a few minutes later, relaxed and well fucked.
