"Mmmmm," I let out a little purr of satisfaction. It felt nice and warm as it slid down my throat. It kind of reminded me of apple cider but with its ...wn distinctive taste; a taste I knew instantly that would always remind me of Sven. The intense manly flavor of his urine lingered in my mouth and I ran my tongue over my cheeks and gums, searching for more."You like that, eh Kid?" he asked with a big smile on his face. I'm sure the look of rapture on my face told him all he needed to know."Yes. She was great when stoned, she always dragged out the best of him - or the worst - depending on how you saw it. When he finally came, he had nothing to be ashamed of, with a loud grunt he pulled out of her and released his load over her butt and upon the black cloth of her skirt and jacket.He managed to stand up on his feet, again, and walk away as it just was another finished business. His strength was coming back slowly and he got the receipt from her.'Oh, Sir, you fucked me so good. You're. Early in the evening Kyle came up to us in the kitchen, he said he saw someone grab Martin’s arse and wanted to know if we were OK with that or should he put a stop to it. Both Martin and I were totally fine with it, two twenty year old guys in speedos waiting on a bunch of gay guys who were drinking… what else was going to happen? Kyle appreciated that we were so cool about it.By 11pm the party had wound down, Martin and I were getting on top of cleaning everything and Kyle and about five of. She spoke quickly, saying "Oh, well, when I got up this morning, I said 'you know, I really hope a stranger tries to have sex with me while I'm dancing in a completely different stranger's house.' Classic girl-meets-boy story." She took one final swig before finishing off the beer. She slammed the glass down in victory, muffled a burp, and turned to face Brandon. "What brings a guy like you to a shitty place like this?" she shot back."Oh, well, this is my best friend's place and he's lowkey.