Sex or Suicide - Sex Stories

Sex or Suicide

... took his seat completely nude and crossed his arms. Though he was breathing hard and his eyes were starting to turn bl**dshot, he seemed largely unaffected by the amount of alcohol he had just drank. I turned my head from him almost bashfully. Nicole was cheering still, but I caught the evil smile that she sent my way. "Hell yeah!" Nicole yelled. "That's what I'm talking about Cory! Let it all out baby!" I made a point not to look in Cory's direction as I reached for the dice. I could still see his dangling bare dick in my head. What had shocked me the most was the manner in which he had stripped off his pants. He had seemed determined, as though he wanted to hurry up and get his jeans off, and that he didn't care who saw him. I wasn't sure how to feel about Cory being naked or seeing his cock for the first time. I had expected to be repulsed or disgusted, but something seemed entirely different tonight. I assumed that it had to be the alcohol. I felt shaky and feverish as I shook the dice in my hand. I couldn't believe it, but I was already getting pretty tanked. It was true that the three of us had been drinking long before starting the game, but the d***ken feeling hadn't started to really sink in until now. I glanced at the pink haired beauty across from me. She was so damn hot in her underwear. I knew I had to stay sober enough to see more. Hoping for a lucky roll, I let the three dice tumble from my hand. Nicole rolled her eyes and grinned. "Well, here comes another ...

... shot." I cursed silently as I studied the dice. They determined that I was to blow Cory's ass. Not only was this something I was uncomfortable doing, I wasn't even sure how I would even perform such a task. Nicole was right. I would have to take a suicide shot, or as it seemed now, a suicide chug. I reluctantly reached for the bottle, unsure if I could stomach chugging the awful concoction. "C'mon, pussy!" Nicole taunted. "You gonna let a girl and a gay out drink you?" I took several deep breaths. I looked up at Nicole, sitting across from me in her bra and panties grinning, and felt my resolve returning. I turned the bottle up and swallowed as fast as I could. The first swallow was smooth until I took another. My mouth and nose were bombarded by the powerful alcoholic mixture. My gag reflex was almost triggered as I swallowed two more times. I set the bottle back on the table and groaned. "Chase it!" Nicole laughed. I snatched my beer and began to chug what was left in the can. My stomach was doing flips and I felt nauseous. I slammed down the empty can and cringed. I f***ed myself to hold the liquor down as Nicole and Cory laughed. As bad as I felt, I wasn't sure if I could manage to take another drink of the suicide without puking. "Pay the toll, Derrick," I heard Cory say. I steadied myself as I stood and tried to calm my breathing. My head felt as though it was light as a balloon floating above my body. Nicole was watching me with amusement and toying with her pink hair. I ...