I walk out of my room wearing shorts, a shirt and flip flops. I had been wearing these clothes for almost a week straight without washing them so this affected my confidence, but wasnt given enough notice to shower or change and didnt want to miss out. I planned on not drinking as it was the day after all the new years celebrations and I had gone a bit too hard on the alcohol and other stuff.
So, me, my friend, his date and about 6 other girls who were coming out with us were waiting at the bus stop and I am feeling super nervous due to my clothes, which everyone had seen me wearing the previous night, coupled with the fact that I was probably acting like a huge douchebag that night too. It didnt help that everyone else was dressed up properly for a night out, ahh well, I´ll just stand in the corner and act like an awkward mofo all night, not like I havent done that before ey.
We get to the party location and the girls precede to get trashed and then start hassling me about not drinking, I was like ceebz tonight, but they insisted and began buying me drinks. I was like, correction, ceebz until that sh!t becomes free
. Btw, I dont actually say ´ceebz´ in real life as I´m 23
In some club, these girls start dancing like the biggest slvts on the planet and understandably a c0ck ring starts to form around them. Guys started taking shots at moving in, some sort of tag team. I am commisioned as resident c0ckblocker. Whenever a guy makes a pass I am reluctantly pulled into the scene and must begin dancing with the girl as to give the dude the hint. Not like I gave a rat´s though, I was too busy getting paranoid about the smell of my clothes, I couldnt personally smell anything but one cant be too sure about these matters.
Meanwhile, whilst Im engrossed in my own neurosis´, I have become the most popular guy in the club. Theres a bunch of dude orbiters swaying around the corners of the room and then theres me dancing with the largest group of girls in the place. My buddy notifies me of all the attention I am getting from the females present in the venue. This was social proof working at its best. One of the girls in my group started showing massive interest which sparked some sort of bidding war between three of them in the group, could life get any better? I was like a rockstar.
I had been making out with three of the girls, not simultaneously, when my buddy comes to me and says "My date wants to go home with me." I was like niiice one, "but...she wants you to come too." Ahh sh!t, he really wanted to bang her and would take any format that presented itself, I gave in to his pleas. She was massively hot and I could chalk it up as an experience so it wasnt too gay.
Ha! I bet you thought it would be the good kind of threesome.
My thoughts on MMF; too much c0ck in the room. At one point she tried to get us to have a go with each other, my bud was like "please man dont do it." I was like relax fvckface I aint touching your c0ck, I have to perform feats of concentration keeping a hard on just seeing your d!ck in my peripheral vision.
So, me, my friend, his date and about 6 other girls who were coming out with us were waiting at the bus stop and I am feeling super nervous due to my clothes, which everyone had seen me wearing the previous night, coupled with the fact that I was probably acting like a huge douchebag that night too. It didnt help that everyone else was dressed up properly for a night out, ahh well, I´ll just stand in the corner and act like an awkward mofo all night, not like I havent done that before ey.
We get to the party location and the girls precede to get trashed and then start hassling me about not drinking, I was like ceebz tonight, but they insisted and began buying me drinks. I was like, correction, ceebz until that sh!t becomes free
. Btw, I dont actually say ´ceebz´ in real life as I´m 23 In some club, these girls start dancing like the biggest slvts on the planet and understandably a c0ck ring starts to form around them. Guys started taking shots at moving in, some sort of tag team. I am commisioned as resident c0ckblocker. Whenever a guy makes a pass I am reluctantly pulled into the scene and must begin dancing with the girl as to give the dude the hint. Not like I gave a rat´s though, I was too busy getting paranoid about the smell of my clothes, I couldnt personally smell anything but one cant be too sure about these matters.
Meanwhile, whilst Im engrossed in my own neurosis´, I have become the most popular guy in the club. Theres a bunch of dude orbiters swaying around the corners of the room and then theres me dancing with the largest group of girls in the place. My buddy notifies me of all the attention I am getting from the females present in the venue. This was social proof working at its best. One of the girls in my group started showing massive interest which sparked some sort of bidding war between three of them in the group, could life get any better? I was like a rockstar.
I had been making out with three of the girls, not simultaneously, when my buddy comes to me and says "My date wants to go home with me." I was like niiice one, "but...she wants you to come too." Ahh sh!t, he really wanted to bang her and would take any format that presented itself, I gave in to his pleas. She was massively hot and I could chalk it up as an experience so it wasnt too gay.
Ha! I bet you thought it would be the good kind of threesome.
My thoughts on MMF; too much c0ck in the room. At one point she tried to get us to have a go with each other, my bud was like "please man dont do it." I was like relax fvckface I aint touching your c0ck, I have to perform feats of concentration keeping a hard on just seeing your d!ck in my peripheral vision.
