She moaned something into John's mouth. He stopped kissing her and she grabbed my hand and removed it. She told John she didn't want to do this. He...looked and her and picked up her clothes and told her to get out. She had agreed to this and he didn't go out with teases or liars. He went on to tell her you don't let a guy play with your tits unless you intend to let him go all the way. Shelly looked at him stunned. She told him she still wanted to date. He told her again I don't date. It looked like... holy shit, he was playing with his ass? His eyes were closed and he was moaning like some little bitch...EW. I knew I should just turn around and go, but it was like I couldn't look away. I was disgusted. But for some reason I felt my cock begin to stretch in my jeans. I couldn't understand why, I'm not a faggot.I made to leave, when he brought his hand around holding a big dildo... fucking gross... he put the dildo in his mouth and began sucking it clean. I heard myself. Everything Amy ever told me about led me to believe he was, I don't know, too boring to get drunk." Until that party, the rest of the high school would have agreed with you. That night he got soundly drunk. Professional alcoholics could have taken notes from him. Do you know why? His girlfriend dumped him and he got news his brother had died. Most kids my age would get depressed. A few of them would have gone to the party to try to score with some girl. He just went to get drunk. That's not. Greg's hands slowly stripped Elissa, taking his time, allowing her chances to stop and change her mind.He kissed her neck as his hands explored her newly nude body. His heart beat rapidly as he stepped away from her looking at her simply stunning body before him. Nerves finally overtook him as he fumbled with his clothes, keenly aware that she was watching his every move. He let her see his naked body for the briefest second before turning to face his shelf with full alcohol bottles on."What.