I was at a party with my best friend. It was a house party thrown by a friend of her's. She was getting sloppy drunk on tequila shots and beer. I wasn't exactly sober, but at least I had my shit together. I tried to pull her away from the bar area, but she insisted I was just being a buzzkill. I left her since I had no other choice.
I grabbed a beer from the outdoor cooler and sat on the edge of the in ground pool dipping my legs in the warm water. Suddenly, someone slid open the door and walked over. The lights didn't reveal the mystery person but they didn't seem drunk like everyone else at this party. Finally, the dark figure spoke.
"May I sit with you, or are you trying to be alone?"
"Uh, sure go ahead." I fumbled out.
Once they finally sat down, the pool lights illuminated their face. What a face it was. A dark mocha hispanic man, in his early twenties by the looks of it. A heart shaped face with cheekbones that seemed to hold up all of his features. A perfect medium wide set nose. The best part was the eyes. The most brilliant green I've ever seen.
He could have easily been a model, and way out of my league. Why was he out here instead of getting some scantily clad drunk girl to fuck him in one of the bedrooms? Maybe he was gay, hell if I was a guy I'd fuck him. Even if I was a straight guy.
"So is this party awful or is it just me?" He laughed.
"I pretty much just hate large groups of people in general. So I'd have to agree because of that alone." I mumbled.
"I'm not much of a people person either. I tend to keep to myself. Seems weird that people like us would be at a party, huh?" He nudged me playfully.
"Yeah, my friend brought me here but she is getting plastered in the kitchen. Fuckin' bitch." I said a bit louder.
"My friend lives here and told me it was just going to be a small get together. He really is a douche. Not only that, but he hid my keys. So I'm stuck here until noon probably." He grumbled.
Well that explains a lot.
"Our friends would make a perfect couple, both are shit" I laughed.
We both doubled over in laughter.
"I'm Miguel, what's your name?" He asked.
"I'm Sam. Oh by the way, I only live four blocks from here. If you want to get away from this place" I responded.
"Sounds good to me, plus I might actually get some sleep at your place." He retorted.
So there we went, just talking all the way to the door.
"You can sleep in my roommate's bed or the couch dealer's choice. And you are welcome to anything in the kitchen." Before I could say more he was making cereal. I was standing by the milk in front of the fridge and he accidentally bumped me with his shoulder. I smiled and moved a bit. We sat and watched some horror film on tv. Laughing at all the bad choices the characters made.
Finally I got up to put my dishes away, realizing that I was sober now. Then I felt something behind me, it was Miguel. He put his arms around me and kissed me. I was upset at first, but I was very attracted to him. I could feel his pants getting tight in the crotch.
I went to grab for his hardening dick, which was impressive, to say the least. He picked me up and dropped me on my bed. I was so horny now. He pulled off my shorts and smiled.
"No underwear huh? I kinda figured you were like that." He chuckled.
Then he started go to work on my clit. He knew exactly what he was doing with his whole mouth. Moving it side to side around the clit. Then it was fast circles and sucking. He was keeping he pace up well. I finally felt the build up. I gripped to sheets tightly and my legs began to spasm wildly around his head.
He stood up and slowly removed his pants. I noticed that the boxer briefs he wore, seemed to tent up as badly as the jeans. Then he finally released the beast. It was beautiful, all eight inches of it. At the tip was a bit of foreskin hiding the head. It was glorious to behold.