Sex or Suicide - Sex Stories

Sex or Suicide

... grew suddenly aroused again to see her half naked, and to know that I was about to be the same in front of her. I then quickly glanced at Cory, who was also watching me closely. Though I intended not to look at his exposed crotch, my eyes still shot down for a fraction of a second to see his half limp dick between his bare thighs. I shook my head, wondering what had come over me. Working slowly, I unfastened my jeans and slid them down my legs. Nicole let out an exaggerated cheer and tossed her hands in the air. I could feel Cory's eyes on me as I kicked my pants away. I was now wearing only my boxers. With a small attempt at humor, and to hide my nervousness, I turned around and struck a few poses sarcastically. Nicole laughed loudly and I heard Cory chuckling as well. Nicole was shaking the dice in her hand by the time I sat down. They hit the table and rolled, landing right in front of me. I studied the characters on the face of each die. My mouth dropped open. I looked up to see that Nicole wore an identical expression. A smile began to form on her face. "Oh, man," she said. "What does it say," Cory asked peering over at the dice. "Damn it, you rolled the wrong number," I told Nicole. She giggled and covered her hand with her mouth. "Why?" Cory repeated impatiently. "What does it say?" Nicole and exchanged amused glances. Then she looked at Cory with a smile and answered him. "I have to suck your dick." I watched Cory as he stared in disbelief at the dice in front of me. ...

... For a few seconds, the only sounds came from Nicole's stereo. I glanced over at Nicole, who now looked absolutely amused. She swept her pink curls back over her bare shoulders and smiled. I could see a glaze to her eyes, and I could tell that all the beers and the horrible suicide shots were starting to take effect on her. Something inside of me ached as I looked at the sex dice again. Nicole had been one number away from rolling my number, in which case her full lips would be wrapped around my dick. The dice were clear, though. She had to perform the action on Cory instead, who didn't look thrilled about it at all. "Whoa, uh... I... dunno, Nikki," Cory slurred. "I don't think I can handle that." "Uh-uh," Nicole said shaking her head and grinning. "It says to suck your dick. Sorry, babe. Luck of the roll." "Actually, the verb is lick, Nicole," I pointed out. She glared at me playfully. "Six here, half a dozen there. It's pretty much the same thing." Cory glanced at me almost frantically. I could see the fear in his eyes. I cursed silently to myself. While I understood why a homosexual guy would be skittish about having a girl give him a blow job, it made me frustrated because in Cory's position I would have been ecstatic. "Well, uh," Cory stammered, "I'll... I'll just take the shot." "Oh no you won't," Nicole scolded. "That's against the rules." "W-what?" Cory complained. "What are you talking about? I'm opting out!" Nicole stood and made her way slowly around the table. My ...