When I was in college I almost had a threesome. It was during a small party at me and my roommate Mark's apartment off campus. About 12 or 15 people had showed up and everyone was in a pretty good mood. We were all setting around drinking and talking as Mark made more mixed drinks.
My girlfriend, Anna, and her friend, Shirley, went in the downstairs half-bathroom together, and soon we could smell pot. People started knocking on the door and hassling them.
"Don't worry about them, I have some good shit that I'll share later." Mark said. "But we won't share with them." He laughed.
The door opened and Shirley came up with a big grin on her face. Shirley was a really cute Asian that I had a major crush on before I started dating Anna, but Shirley was seriously involved with a guy named Jason.
Leaning out the bathroom door, Anna motioned for me to take Shirley's place with her in the bathroom. I ducked in and she held up a half smoked joint.
"Wanna smoke with me, David?" She asked grinning.
"Sure." I answered.
"There's not much left, we'll have to shotgun it." Anna told me once the door was shut.
"Ok, how do we "shotgun" it?" I asked looking at what was left of the small joint.
"Oh. . .One of us takes a hit then blows the smoke into the other through our hands. Like this." She made a tunnel with her fist.
"Gotcha."
She took a long drag and then motioned for me to lean in close. She pressed her hand against my lips and blew the smoke through her partially clenched fist. I breathed in the second hand pot smoke deeply. She handed me the joint and then I took the first drag and blew into my fist into her mouth. We switched back and forth till the joint was gone and I was left light headed and feeling loose. I couldn't help but stare at her lips every time she puckered up to blow into her small fist. I felt a stirring down in my pants.
"Pretty good trick, huh?" Anna smiled with a stoned smile.
"Good way to conserve it." I agreed.
"Yeah." She opened the door and we went back into the party where Mark handed us more drinks.
As we set drinking and talking, I felt my stirring turn into a full fledged erection. I looked down and it was pretty noticeable in my shorts so I tried to cover it with a pillow. That turned out to be a mistake, because it just brought attention to my lap.
"What's under the pillow?" Shirley asked knowingly.
"Uh, just getting it out of the way to make more room on the couch." I explained.
Mark brought me a shot of Jaegermeister and I killed it, and finished my mixed drink to cover up the cough medicine taste of the Jaeger. I was totally buzzed, but I noticed Shirley whispering to Anna and pointing at the pillow in my lap.
Uncomfortably, I needed to escape. "I think I'd better go lay down for a sec, my head is spinning." I stood up and turned away from the girls and made my way upstairs to my room.
I shut the door an fell back on to my bed in the darkness. My head was spinning even with my eyes closed. My erection would not subside and I tried to think about something that would make it go down, but I was finding it hard to focus. I wanted to go back down stairs and join the people I could hear laughing and talking. My penis was straining against my shorts and the "pup tent" wasn't going anywhere. I decided I'd have to jack off and then go back downstairs.
Suddenly, I heard Anna blurt out, "Here he is!" and felt light from the hallway on my eyelids.
Shirley asked, "What's he doing in the dark?"
I thought the door was locked, or at least that someone would knock first, but here I was laying on my back with a raging hard-on. They switched on the light and immediately started giggling. I knew they were staring at my predicament. I decided to just fake being more wasted than I really was to avoid the embarrassment of tomorrow, when I KNEW this would come up.
"Oh, my God." Shirley giggled. I felt someone set on the edge of my bed.
"Dave. . .Hello, what's going on in your shorts?" Anna asked as she try to contain her laughter. It was Anna who sat beside me, and she began nudging my shoulder. "Hey, wake up."
"We'd better go." Shirley suggested, but still giggling from the pot.
"No, wait. He's out." Anna nudged my shoulder harder. "David, come back downstairs with us." She shook me and I just moaned a little.
"David?" Shirley asked, too.
"See? He's out. Lock the door, Shirley."