The hand woke me up. Moving gently up and down my side as I lay in bed. I was groggy but it felt good. Was it my girlfriend? No, I didn't have a girlfriend, I hadn't had one for months. I thought I had gone to bed alone but now someone was in here with me, touching me. I wanted to turn over and see who it was but I was enjoying the feeling too much, especially as it moved downwards over my ass and then down my leg.
I was naked in bed. Had I gone to sleep naked? I wasn't sure. The hand moved slid slowly back up my leg over my hip and slid round the front, ever so gently brushing my groin. An electric spark rushed through me and the touch and my cock began to stiffen. I still didn't know who was touching me but it was clearly sexual and I was responding.
I had not had sex in a long time and just being touched this way made me want whoever was doing it. As it moved up, the hand moved around me again and brushed my nipple sending another small jolt through me.
I was getting really turned on, but by whom? I shared an apartment with a girl, Jenny; we were good friends but we had never been attracted to each other in that way. At least, I didn't think she was interested in me. As I woke up a little more began to remember my evening. Jenny and I had hit a club together, both in search of some action. I chatted up a few girls but nothing was happening for me. Pretty quickly, Jenny had hooked up with this good looking blonde guy. I know guys aren't supposed to say other guys are good looking but even I could see that he was something special. Just under 6 foot tall, toned but not over the top and by the look of his jeans he either hard a permanent hard-on or he was just one lucky guy. No wonder Jenny got some jealous glances from some of the girls in the place. I didn't really talk to the guy, didn't even catch his name as I had my eye on the girls, but as I said, they weren't interested in me.
The drink was getting to my head and I had decided to go when I caught Jenny and the blonde guy looking at me. She was talking into his ear, and he was staring at me with an unusual intensity. I couldn't believe it but I actually blushed and looked away, feeling embarrassed and confused. I waited until he had gone to the bar to say tell Jenny that I'd had enough and was leaving. She kissed me on the cheek and said "maybe I'll see you later".
So it was her. Jenny had come home, alone and had climbed into bed with me. What had gone wrong with her friend? I was still half-asleep and in my mind I just assumed.
My eyes were still closed but my body began to respond slightly to movement of the hand on my body. I could feel the warmth of her breath on my neck and got goose pimples. On the next pass, the hand slid around to the front again, this time gently cupping my balls. A soft moan escaped my lips and I shifted again. She moved a little closer and a warm mouth found my neck. I love being kissed on the neck and a deeper moan was my response. The hand wrapped around my hardening penis and began a firm pumping motion.
I was lying on my right side and reached back with my left hand, seeking my unexpected lover's body. I wanted the hotness of her flesh against mine, to touch and excite her the way she was exciting me. My hand found a muscular ass cheek and I pulled the stranger into me. Wait...muscular? The body now spooned up against me was clearly not Jenny.
Clearly not female.
I tensed up, freaking out and I turned my head to see who was behind me. Instead a mouth locked onto mine, kissing me urgently. I should have pushed him away. I should jumped up and hit this man....this man whose hand and mouth were turning me on so much. I should have, but it had been so long, I was a bit worse for the drink and he was such an expert kisser, ravaging my mouth, his tongue gently probing, encouraging me. In a moment of weakness my own mouth responded, accepting the invader and the sensation. I opened my mouth and he must have known in that moment that he had me. His tongue entered my mouth and the tension of the moment just flowed out of me and I relaxed into the kiss.
And he was phenomenal kisser, using every part of his mouth and tongue on me. I couldn't help but respond, entwining my tongue around his, licking his lips before finally slipping it into his mouth.
Still on my side, I slid my arm around his neck and pulled his lips forcefully onto mine. Our kiss grew more passionate and I began to feel something press against my back: his hardening erection from our making out. I had never imagined I'd be in this situation. I had thought about it occasionally, wondered what it would be like, but never thought it would actually happen. But right now, in the dark, a little bit drunk and desperately horny, the fact that I was sexually arousing another man excited me more than I could have believed.
It was still dark and I couldn't see his face, let alone his penis but I began to imagine what it must look like, long and hard and aching to be touched. A rush of images came into my mind, of my hand wrapped around his hardness, of it sliding into my mouth, of him mounting me, poised to take my virginity. I didn't know if I wanted to do those things, but the images gave birth to one ringing thought in my mind: You are about to find out what it's like to have sex with another man.
In that moment my last inhibitions fell away and I gave myself over completely to him. His mouth moved back down to my neck and this time I held nothing back as I moaned loudly. I rolled onto my back as he carried on moving downwards, kissing and sucking my nipples, my abs and then lower still. His hand still gripped my cock and he kissed around it, moving to my aching balls where he kissed, licked and sucked on them.
In my pleasure I glanced down at my lover. It was dark but the blonde hair was unmistakable. Clearly Jenny's new friend had been more interested in me than her. But she had brought him home and led him to my room? The question formed and vanished in an instant as the tongue that had been bathing my balls rasped up the underside of my cock.
I moaned loudly as his hot mouth slid over my rock hard penis, taking me inside him and sucking as he moved his head up and down. It was so incredible, another man sucking me that I wanted to come then and there. I held back, a little scared of how I would react after I'd come, maybe I would really freak out and I didn't want to stop the pleasure.
I let him suck me for a bit, but I was getting close so I grabbed his arm and pulled him up to me. He looked more gorgeous than before and his toned body looked perfect. Seeing it made me feel lustful but it was nothing compared to his penis. Nine inches and standing straight up topped by a head wet with precum. I knew that whatever happened, I wanted it inside me, in any and every way it could. I couldn't believe that a male body, a hard cock could invoke such feelings of wanton sexual desire in me. I wanted this man and all the pleasure he could give me.
I pushed myself up on my elbows, my tongue already out wishing for his mouth on mine again. He obliged, and we embraced as I tongued his mouth fiercely. I knew what I had to do, what I wanted to do. I rolled over so he was underneath me and began a luscious assault on his body with my mouth and tongue. No inch of him was spared. I spent a long time on his nipples, licking, sucking and gently biting them. By the way he moaned I figured he liked it. All the while I was steadily moving lower, shaking with anticipation with what I was about to do.
