The Jock - Sex Stories

The Jock

... good looks of his. A good while passed and I went outside to have a cigarette, and Toby was there too, so I asked him if I could use his lighter. “How’s the beer and pussy going?” “Very funny, they’ve now moved on to our favourite memories from school, most of theirs including times we were arseholes to someone, your name even came up, I did tell Mike that he was being a prick and that you’re a nice guy.” “Aha thank you, but you don’t have to vouch for me; I just don’t care what they think. You know, there is a reason you’ve gone on to teach and they’re stuck in a crap job or are unemployed, you’re not like them.” “Thank you Chris, I actually really needed to hear that.” “Any time, so how are you getting home tonight then? Girlfriend picking you up or?” “Nah I’m single aha, I was going to get a taxi to that motel a few miles down the road, come back here in the morning for my car.” “This may sound forward but you know you can sl**p over mine tonight? I don’t mind sl**ping on the setter, and it saves you paying for a room.” “I can’t do that, I don’t want to bother you.” “Don’t be silly, I’d be happy to, what would you rather choose, warm bed in a house, or a dirty bed in some dingy motel?” “You do make a good point aha, if it’s really okay with you that’d be great, but I’ll take the settee.” “We’ll sort it out later, come talk to me if you want to leave early, or wait until the place closes and we can meet up then.” “Sounds like a plan!” We both went inside and did our own ...

... thing for a few hours, talking to our various friends, until the place closed at 1.00am in the morning, so I waited in the car park and we met up there, where we took the short walk to the little street where all the taxis are. We caught one and were headed to my flat, talking along the way about things that happened in school or things that were happening with people we knew, and we eventually got in, where we both slumped on the couch, tired and d***k. We watched a bit of tv, but I fell asl**p, and at some point slid down the chair so my head was resting on his shoulder. I think he was a bit too polite to move me so he fell asl**p in the spot he was in and at some point during the night we had cwtched up together. Morning came and I was woken up to the sound of his yawning. I realised that we were cwtched up together, and though I didn’t mind I thought he might have, and tried to pull away but it woke him up. “Good morning” I said, groggy and hungover “Morning. Wow, I had way too much to drink last night aha.” “Same here, did I fall asl**p on you last night?” “Yeah, not too long after we got in. I didn’t want to disturb you.” “Oh I’m sorry about that, you didn’t have to stay where you were.” “Aha it’s okay, it’s not every day I fall asl**p with a girl so pretty hugging me.” “Very funny. Who knows, maybe you’ll get your dick out again”, I said sarcastically. “Oh god you remember that do you? I am sorry about that.” “Aha don’t be, for what it’s worth, I actually kinda enjoyed ...