I was drunk, my head was numb. I'd gone to a party of a friend, got into a vodka drinking challenge and think I lost?
I can remember the fourth tall glass that we both downed, then going to take a piss, after that I don't know what happened? All I knew was that I was sat on a sofa and couldn't get up!
Someone was sat beside me on the sofa, but my brain couldn't make out what he was saying, I just smiled back drunkenly. I had no idea what time it was, but knew I'd be staying the night as I couldn't stand, far less walk.
I must have dozed off to sleep but was woken from my hazy slumber by a hand running up and down my right thigh. This didn't bother me much. Each time the hand moved up and down it got higher up my thigh. Eventually I felt the hand trace the outline of my cock, I was too drunk to care, all I wanted to do was sleep.
My cock was more awake than I was and I felt it start to stiffen. The massage continued. It felt good as the mystery hand kept rubbing and squeezing my now semi erect dick.. I offered no resistance as I felt my belt being loosened and the button being undone my zip was peeled open exposing my satin black bikini briefs. I heard a gasp and smiled drunkenly as I guess whoever it was liked what came into view!
I glanced to the right and saw a guy with a big grin, this startled me as I had thought it was a female hand giving me this pleasure. I made a feeble attempt to push his hand away but it was only a token one as I was enjoying the attention my cock was receiving.
I didn't care it was a guy! It felt so good.
His hand slid down to my crotch brushing along my cock on it.s way to cupping and squeezing my balls. His middle finger ran slowly up to the tip of my cock and back down to the base, each time his finger reaching the tip and making my dick twitch. His forefinger and thumb found my cock head and started to jerk me off gently, I moaned, it felt so good. A wet spot of precum had appeared at my cock head and he rubbed this with his forefinger whilst still wanking my cock. My bikini was damp with my juice and getting wetter!
The rubbing stopped and I wondered if he was just a tease? I needn't have worried as I felt my left cowboy boot being held and then pulled off. My right boot was next, but as he pulled, it didn't budge. He tugged at the boot a few more times and I felt myself move to the edge of the sofa. I felt my leg being held between his legs and a final pull had the boot off, as it hit the floor with a thud. My jeans were next to go as he pulled them from my legs and they too found the floor, he left my socks on.