Getting You Between The Sheets - Sex Stories

Getting You Between The Sheets

It was just your average boring, quiet Wednesday night on the outskirts of town. By 9pm the pub had all but become deserted with the exception of a few regulars such as me and my friend Richie. Work had been rough that day. Nursing a few cold ones seemed the way forward and so by then I was numb enough to the pressure headaches not to care! I had a day off after and planned to sl**p late, lounge around and maybe hit the gym in the evening after a couple of cheeseburgers. Nothing too strenuous, just looking to get my fill; which was hard going when you lived alone, worked odd hours and got your days off when everybody else was only halfway through the working week. In walks Shaun and he sits down at the table without saying a word, with a sullen look on his face and demanding vodka. We like Shaun. He’s one of us even though his usual social circle resides within the Gay Quarter of town and though he spends most of his spare time trying to get hooked up. He may not be the only gay in the village, far from it, but he’s by far the most rampant and doesn’t give a fuck what you think. ‘What happened?’ I ask as Richie heads for the bar. ‘A date pulled out. I can’t take it anymore. Do you know how long I’ve waited for this?’ ‘Waited for what?’ ‘I was so sure I was going to get laid tonight and then Peter says it’s over. I know he’s been fucking someone else, I just- Too much! ‘Whoa there, enough, man. You think you’re the only one who’s had to wait? Just forget it and relax.’ ‘Yeah ...

... well I can’t wait. Do you fancy a night on the tiles?’ he asks. Who me? I’m kind of surprised because he never asks me. He knows I’m not a heavy drinker and that I just don’t do town. ‘You know me, Shaun, it’s not my thing. Look I’m tired and I just want to lounge around in bed...’ ‘Well so do I but not alone,’ he stressed, his chest heaving before he lets out a heavy sigh. Like I said, he’s not the only one, so I look over to the bar and see Richie still standing there waiting to get served and then I lean across to Shaun and make sure he can hear me under my breath. ‘If you want, wait until Richie’s gone home and then you can come home with me and share my bed; I’ll get you laid,’ I said, shooting him a sly smile and a wink. Shaun stifles a laugh and then beams the cutest fucking smile right back at me. The fabric of my jeans tightens at the thighs there and then as I feel my cock swell. ‘Really?’ he whispers, arching his eyebrows in my direction. I nod and say, ‘yeah, I wouldn’t mind getting you between the sheets, think you can handle that?’ Shaun is the same height as me minus a couple centimetres at most. We almost see eye to eye up close and he has the most stunning blue eyes. Clean cut and shaven, his skin is contrastingly smooth against mine as I part his lips and snake at his tongue with mine. I wait until we’re back home until that moment happens, taking his face in my hands and gently pulling him to me. Hands are roaming as we become lost deep in the softest of ...