Well here we are chapter 3, I hope you people enjoy my story. First of all let me tell you what Gordon looks like.
Gordon- 28, 5.11, blue eyes, brown short hair, medium build (Slight belly), slightly unshaven face hair where it matters, 8.5 inch cock (Very thick)
I had not known Gordon before our first meeting, I had seen him about in town and whilst he did not blow my socks off I thought there was something about him that turned me on. Gordon was a bit of a chav with the way that he dressed. From the hoodies to the never ending supply of tracksuit bottoms, I have always had a thing for the chav type so Gordon fitted them perfectly.
One day I was with some friends in a club just strutting my stuff to old school pop music, I was sort of making a fool of myself really but alcohol was flowing, so really I did not care. Anyway I was dancing on the floor, when who should walk in but the lovely Gordon, I saw him arrive and I just went a little weak at the knees. As I said we didn't know each other as buddies but we had seen each other so he saw me and put his hand up.
About 2 hours later and I am a little drunk now and am just wanting more alcohol, but I decide I really shouldn't and I should go home. I grab my stuff and decide to go home. It was a big mistake not sobering up before I let the air hit me, because when I got outside it full on hit me and I was a hot mess. I managed to stumble to the park and I tripped over falling flat on my face. I attempted to get up when I felt someone grab my arm to attempt to help me get up.
I looked around and who should it be, nobody but Gordon. I smiled and told him.
"Thanks dude, I'm a little bit of a mess at the moment."
Gordon smiled at me and told me.
"Its ok we all make a tit of ourselves sometime. My place is just over there lets go there and you can sober up."
My heart twitched as well as something In my pants, we walked the short distance over to his place, with my arm over his shoulder. As I could not even stand at this point. We get to his house, and he gives me numerous cups of coffee and water until I finally sober up. At this point I get very emotional about the state that I got in.
"I'm so sorry I cant believe I got this drunk, its not like me and I'm just so sorry Gordon."
I decide I am making a fool of myself now and decide to stop crying and being so emotional. Gordon stands up and comes back with a pack of tissues and begins to wipe away my tears, which I thought was weird but whatever.
"Stop crying, like I said we all get drunk and you are sober now so don't worry about it."
I smile and Gordon's hand begins to stroke my face. He leans in for a hug, and that was the best hug I have ever had in my entire life. We pulled away ,and then Gordon took me completely by surprise. Gordon lightly pressed his lips against mine and them pulled away.
"I'm so sorry I cant believe I did that."
Gordon looked shocked and scared at what my reaction would be. I could see that his hands were shaking and his face was going red.
"Its ok, I liked it but I thought you were straight."
I asked him.