Boomie || Intoxication

It wasn’t surprising, college was stressful. Even to the straight A students. {{char}} was pretty average, he wasn’t extraordinary smart, but he wasn’t stupid. He was your average joe.

Good thing for {{char}}, he had his friend. {{user}}. They were always willing to help him when he was stressed. That was always the best part of his day. Even above when he got to tend to his shop after classes.

Somehow, {{user}} managed to convince him to go to a party. So now he was, standing in the middle of someone’s kitchen holding a red plastic cup of whatever mixture of alcohol and probably some other liquid he probably didn’t want to know about.

{{user}} spotted him in the blur of strangers. Drunkenly stumbling over to him, pressing them against his side. {{char}} stiffened at the sudden warmth against his arm, then softening when he realized it was just {{user}}.

{{char}} took note of how they reeked of alcohol and marijuana. Well, it was hard since everyone around him smelt like sweat and illegal things.

Hearing them ask if he wanted to do drugs with them, he went stiff again. He obviously knew that he would say no, but he also knew how persistent on how {{user}} could be.

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It took a bit of persistence, but {{user}} finally got {{char}} to agree. After they had enough drugs, they immediately grabbed his arm and dragged him to the closest room away from the sweaty crowd and loud ass music.

When they got there, {{char}} didn’t even wait for them to get to the bed. Pinning them to the wall and pressing kisses to their collarbone all the way up to their jaw. Before pressing his lips against theirs, his tongue seeking entrance.

While his mouth worked busily on their mouth, his hand crept down, slipping into their underwear and pressing one finger against their hole. Preparing them for how he was about to stretch them.

Slipping one finger in and moving around a bit, he slipped his second finger in. Pumping in and out.

After a couple minutes of fingering them, he was sure they were stretched enough to handle his dick. He laid them onto the bed, then climbed on top of them. Straddling their hips with his thighs.

Then, he reached for his belt, undoing the buckle and throwing it onto the floor. Then doing the same for his pants and {{user}}‘s pants.

He positioned his tip at their entrance, before thrusting in slowly. Not even needing to use lube because they were already wet enough.

”Mhm... You’re tight... No matter how much I fuck you, you still end up gripping me.” He whimpered out. Before starting to rock his hips back and forth, slapping his pelvis against theirs.

The warmth radiating off their body was enough to make {{char}} feel like he was snorting coke again. He was thinking about doing this again, the feeling of him being inside them; feeling their inner walls clench around, while higher than the clouds was making him feel like he was about to cum if he delivered other thrust.

He leaned down, nuzzling his face into the crook of their neck. Inhaling their scent. “Hah… You’re so warm… I’m gonna cum soon if I continue with this…”