Your Queer Weekend Adventure
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| - | Last night a few friends from work took you out for a drink as it's your birthday today. But you don't quite remember everything. The guys from work bought you a round or two of beers | + | Last night a few friends from work took you out for a drink as it's your birthday today. But you don't quite remember everything. The guys from work bought you a round or two of beers. And when you want to that club you had a few shots. The last thing you remember is holding a bottle of vodka and a straw and someone betting you couldn't ... |
And that's all you remember. The rest of the night is a blur. Your slightly surprised you somehow made it home. But here you are, slumped in bed. You stretch out and flex your arms and legs. Your slip your hand under your t-shirt and scratch your belly. Then you slip it lower and into the top of your boxers and your fingers rest in your hair. You can feel the base of your cock just under your fingers and you slide your hand down a bit more and you scratch yourself harder. The itch is gone but now you have a different sort of need. | And that's all you remember. The rest of the night is a blur. Your slightly surprised you somehow made it home. But here you are, slumped in bed. You stretch out and flex your arms and legs. Your slip your hand under your t-shirt and scratch your belly. Then you slip it lower and into the top of your boxers and your fingers rest in your hair. You can feel the base of your cock just under your fingers and you slide your hand down a bit more and you scratch yourself harder. The itch is gone but now you have a different sort of need. | ||
Revision as of 14:22, 7 December 2012
You wake up slowly. Your head is pounding, a strange dry taste is in your mouth, there's a queasy feeling in your gut. All of these can only mean one thing.
You had fun last night.
Last night a few friends from work took you out for a drink as it's your birthday today. But you don't quite remember everything. The guys from work bought you a round or two of beers. And when you want to that club you had a few shots. The last thing you remember is holding a bottle of vodka and a straw and someone betting you couldn't ...
And that's all you remember. The rest of the night is a blur. Your slightly surprised you somehow made it home. But here you are, slumped in bed. You stretch out and flex your arms and legs. Your slip your hand under your t-shirt and scratch your belly. Then you slip it lower and into the top of your boxers and your fingers rest in your hair. You can feel the base of your cock just under your fingers and you slide your hand down a bit more and you scratch yourself harder. The itch is gone but now you have a different sort of need.
It's saturday morning so at least you don't have to rush to work. So what will you do?
Do you:
