Thanksgiving dinner, we had made all the classic dishes: turkey, stuffing, gravy, cranberry sauce, pumpkin pie. Of course, I'm sure you have the same at your house or close to it. My parents were in to traditional holiday feasts and it had been delicious. And, of course we were left with the clean-up, me, and my friend Dwayne. I didn't know how we could clean up after eating so much. All I wanted to do was curl up and take a nap or watch football.
I hated doing dishes and putting away the leftovers but everyone else had left for the big open house party at the neighbor's house down the street. We trudged in to the kitchen, staring at the mess that had been left for us. Greasy dishes, half-empty plates of food and of course all the dishes with food remaining that needed to be put away.
Then I noticed the 2 opened bottles of wine still on the counter. We had all had a glass earlier, it was tradition. It looked more tempting than doing work, so we grabbed the bottles and a couple of glasses and drank what was left. I must admit I felt much better and a little giggly and silly. Dwayne and I played high school football together and had recently moved to the college dorm. We had been lucky to get athletic scholarships to the same college and remained best friends.
Wanting to have some fun, I dipped my hand in the mashed potatoes and threw a small handful at Dwayne, hearing him laugh as he tried to dodge the flying glob that hit his chest. He retaliated by grabbing another handful and stuffing it down my shirt. I laughed and pulled my shirt off. The creamy mashed potatoes smearing my masculine chest. I dipped my hand in to the gravy this time and chased him around the table until I got close enough to push my gravy covered hand down the back of his jeans, smearing it on his ass. He laughed more, dipping his hand in the gravy and sliding his arm around my waist to shove his own gravy-covered hand down the front of my pants. My cock hardened immediately as I felt his greasy wet hand smearing the gravy on me.
I had no sexual experience even though I was a I was now a freshman in college. I had been too busy with studying and football practice. When Dwayne grabbed the can of whipped cream and pushed the nozzle in my mouth, I opened my lips wide as I felt the creamy whip filling my mouth and dripping on my lips. When Dwayne started licking the cream off my lips, I pushed my tongue, covered with the gooey mess, into his mouth. I was surprised when his arms came around me, licking and caressing my tongue with his own.