~I need to stop writing, and thinking, about seducing 'straight' guys, but we all know that'll never happen. So have fun with this fantasy. Thanks for reading/clicking/whatever!~
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It was kind of late in the summer, and me and my other three housemates - all girls, decided to go out for a night of partying and clubbing. We arranged it to be just the four of us, but on the day Lucy and Amelia both told me their boyfriends were coming too. For starters, straight guys. Ugh. I'm so bad at getting on with them. And then I thought to invite my boyfriend, Jake, too but he was already heading out with his own friends. Which sucked. Luckily, Jess was single so at least there was someone else to third wheel with me that night while everyone else was in their couples. And at least it meant there were two other guys to wait around outside the club bathrooms while the girls all did their makeup and took selfies. Kind of a bonus.
Eventually Joe and Ryan both showed up, Joe had black hair, gelled back and with biceps bulging out of the black t-shirt clinging to his body, while Ryan was skinnier, taller, blonde with a decent amount of stubble of his face. They were both hot, and when the six of us started drinking - heavily, they only got hotter. There were a lot of shots, many games and we were all wasted by the time we piled out into a cab. I was getting on with the two guys fairly well, which surprised me. And there was a fair amount of the flirty banter all straight guys lay on the gay guys. Joe jokily said he'd be my boyfriend for the night, with a wink. Ryan flashed his ass at me while we were peeing in an alleyway. And it was a nice ass too. So all in all it was a good night at this point. Joe and Ryan had never really hung out together before this point either so it was cool just all of us on even ground.
The club was heaving, everyone was pressed together, dancing close. At one point Ryan ended up grinding against my ass, and it happened again later, slow and for more than a couple of seconds so it wasn't just an accident. I'll admit it turned me on, and it took all the effort I had to not get hard there. Apparently he was just a horny mess, the club had a few girls dancing on podiums, and he video-d at least two of them and then whispered 'saving that for later' in my ear, with a wink. We were all close, all dancing and having a good time, it was great.
My boyfriend showed up at one point, and I kissed him. I was still kinda turned on from Ryan's grinding so I ground my hips into Jake's for a moment as we made out in the middle of the club. But then he was dragged off by his friends, and I went back to mine, Ryan and Joe were staring at me a little awkwardly though. Oops.
We had to pee again, but instead of the three of us waiting around for a space by the urinals, the three of us just squeezed into the disabled cubicle, the one with extra room. When I pulled my pants down slightly to pee the two of them fake-gasped at my ass and chuckled to themselves. Then one of them slapped it. I laughed along and told them to do it again, not expecting them to actually do it. But both of them did, they slapped a cheek each, pretty hard, and a faint groan slipped out of my mouth, hopefully not loud enough for them to hear. I laughed again, and fastened my jeans, hopefully disguising the semi I had. Then stepped aside for the next one of us to go. The ass slapping continued for the other two as well. And I noticed all three of us had a slight hard-on in our jeans as Joe finished peeing. I'd have happily got on my knees and sucked both of them then and there. But I didn't - thankfully. We were drunk, so we just awkwardly laughed it off and then went back to drink more. The two of them moved in to kiss their girlfriends the same way I kissed Jake not long ago, and I couldn't help imagining being on the receiving end of their horny kisses and grinding. I shook my head and had another shot, leaving my horny thoughts behind.
After we left we were walking around the pretty empty city streets looking for a cab, the three girls went off ahead to hunt one down from the centre, leaving me and Joe to keep a hold on a very drunk, barely able to walk Ryan. As the three of us stumbled down, I felt a hand creep down my jeans and rest on my ass, squeezing it and rubbing it firmly.
"Whoa dude what're you doing?" It sounds like he did the same to Joe.
"You both have nicer asses than my girl." Ryan slurred, before giggling.
We both chuckled, but he didn't move the hands, he kept squeezing and massaging it - making me hard, and when I glanced to the right I saw the same in Joe's jeans. We lost our grip for a moment and he dropped, stumbling the ground. With both mine and Joe's combined efforts we finally pulled him up, and again he stumbled, this time staying on his feet but sending the three of us crashing against the wall. Ryan's hips clumsily ground against mine and for a moment he hesitated before his lips softly brushed against my neck, drawing a groan from my mouth. My eyes were open, I saw Joe stare for a moment, his hand casually rubbing against the front of his jeans, before Ryan drunkenly pulled him in and their lips met. Two 'straight' guys with girlfriends were making out in front of me, one was rubbing his hard on against mine. The three of us were groaning together and breathing heavily into each other's bodies. My hands crept forward, both grabbing a cock and rubbing it through their jeans, drawing moans from both boys and dragging their attentions to me. Ryan's lips met mine as Joe's went to my neck. Joe's hand unbuttoned my jeans and then grabbed my throbbing dick. We were breathing heavily, all of us horny as hell.
And then the girls shouting our names dragged us away from the moment, and we hurriedly rebuttoned our jeans and shook ourselves off. Drunkenly giggling. And they made out with their girls again, as me and Jess rolled our eyes.
I managed to forget about it for the rest of the night, kind of. Or at least I managed to control myself. We went back to the house and drank a bit more before saying our goodnights and heading to our rooms.
The water ran down my body in the shower - I couldn't sleep - and I started thinking about the moment earlier. The guys' hands on my ass, Joe rubbing my dick, being kissed and ground against, so I started to jerk off in the shower. Why not? I was horny as hell, and probably not seeing Jake for a few days, and the other two were probably fucking their girlfriends already.
I was getting to a good point, getting close, when Joe and Amelia started screaming at each other. They argued a lot but they seemed okay for tonight. And then Amelia's door slammed, and a couple of moments later there was a knock on my door. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as I wrapped the towel around my waist and hoped my hard on wasn't obvious.
"Oh shit, sorry," He said as I opened the door, his eyes slowly took in my body, pretty decent if I said so myself, and stopped at the towel, "Sorry were you jer- uhh in the shower?"
"Yeah, sorry, what do you want?"
"Can I crash on your couch tonight?"
I rolled my eyes jokily and opened the door to let him into my room. He swiped the towel as he strode in and giggled drunkenly, twirling the towel into a whip and flicking my ass. I stormed after, giggling too though, and tried to swipe it back to whip at him. The wet towel soaked his top, so he took it off and I eyed up his bulging body. His chest was hairy, and a thick black hair covered his stomach with a happy trail leading down to his... I looked back up and he was staring at me. He winked and then looked down as my dick started rising again, and his shorts bulged out a little too.
