1: How I Met Him

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One year before IWTYA, Josh's pov...

The ground sways, no, I sway. I sway back and forth as I stand looking for something. I'm not sure what I'm looking for so I lean back on the wall and look harder.

My eyes go to the cup in my hand. It's a red solo cup. Hey it still has some alcohol in it. I bring it to my lips and drink the rest of it. It feels like I'm drinking it forever but it was just a sip and when I pull it away from my face it seems like I was only drinking it for half a second.

What was it: forever or a half a second?

That's not an important question, it's already done with. The cup in my hand becomes useless to me so I open my hand and drop it. I don't care about trying to throw it away or put it somewhere, it's not my problem anymore.

My eyes go back to the party and I look at the people having fun. I feel dead inside even though I drank so much. Not even alcohol can make me feel alive. I push myself off the wall and start trying to navigate myself to the exit.

Being drunk in a unfamiliar house doesn't help me find my way outside. If I was sober I'd realize I'm upstairs and the only way out is to go down. But that doesn't click so when I go into a dark hallway I just start opening doors hoping one will lead me outside.

I open a door and it looks interesting so I don't shut it immediately. The room is very dark but blue LED lights light it up just enough so I can see a guy sitting in front of a bed and looking up at the ceiling. He looks over at me and studies me as I look over his features.

It's to dark and I'm too drunk to really understand his beauty but his dark grunge aesthetic makes me interested. I don't meet people like him often. Wait where am I? Who is he? 

I look behind me out of the room to see the party and then back in the room to see he's still looking at me. "Do you see it?" He says looking around.  His voice has a strong British accent to it and its enchanting. I close the door because its loud out there.

The room becomes quite. See what?  I look around "See what?" I ask feeling my speech slur a bit. I'm not black out drunk but it's not that easy to think.

"The walls... they're breathing," he says.

He's tripping on something I bet. Probably acid but I don't know. He stands up and I'm surprised at his height, he looked so small on the floor but now he's just a inch shorter than me. "Can you feel this? It's like I'm floating but I feel everything," he says touching his tattooed skin.

He has a lot off tattoos, I was so nervous for my little tattoo on my finger.

He walks over too me and I find him so odd. He's so calm yet so alive. I feel calm but dead. Maybe that's just the drugs in his system. "Are you gay? Straight? Bi? Something else?" He asks. That's a weird question but he's high so its probably just best to answer and not question him.

"I'm straight," I say the truth.

"Are you comfortable with that?" He asks.

"Yeah, I've dated lots of girls and never a guy," I say with a shrug.

He smiles and nods.  "How about you suck me off? Just as a favor," he says and I'm a bit caught of guard. Okay really caught off guard.

"I just said I was straight," I say confused.

"Yeah but I'm horny and it would feel so good when I'm like this. You wont turn gay or anything," he says and I blink. My body sways so I grab onto a dresser. I'm so drunk it doesn't even seem repulsive or anything.

Its literally just doing someone a favor,  it's not a big deal. Maybe I'm thinking it's not a big deal because I drank so much. Maybe it's not a big deal because this guy is hot and I just don't mind trying something new.

"So I just give you a blowjob?" I ask a bit confused about all this.

"Yeah I'm high and everything is just so... amazing. I'm sure you could give me the worst blow ever and it would feel so good," he says. I look at my hand to see I'm holding a red solo cup. Did I just pick this up in here or out there? I look in it to see alcohol.

I drink it and put it on the desk. Yeah I just drank his cup, I drank mine earlier.  I go to him and feel myself move on my own, without my brain thinking about it first.

My hand is on his him and I'm surprised I'm this close to him. He kinda looks like a hot girl. Our lips touch and I'm not exactly thinking about the fact he's a guy. Kissing is fun and this feels so good.

His cold hand goes up my shirt and I feel my dick harden.  "You're so drunk," he says snickering.

"Is it that obvious?" I ask not really thinking about how I've been acting or doing. Everything is just a blur but it feels better than looking at a crowd of drunk people or sitting at home crying.

"Yeah but it's fine because I'm very high. Like, just look at what I see," he says looking up at the ceiling. I can't see what he sees so I look at him. He looks very dominating but doesn't. Like, his clothes and vibe is dominating but his body shape and attitude is subby.

I pull up his shirt to see his tattoos not even realizing I'm pulling up someone I dont know's shirt up. "What did you ask me to do?" I ask not remembering.

"Suck my dick," he says.

"I agreed?" I ask. He nods, well if I agreed I must have thought about it already. "Mm, okay," I say getting down on my knees. I've had lots of girls suck me off so this shouldn't be difficult.

- sorry not a smut book, IWTYA and Obey have lots but this won't, at least not right now -

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I get drunk so much it's not even confusing when I wake up in some room naked. My head hurts and my stomach is queasy but this happens so much I don't even care.

What happened last night is gone from my memory. I don't know who I fucked and nobody else is in this room so I'm probably never going to know.

Probably some chick with no brain, I mean obviously, look at me. You can't let me fuck you and have a brain.

I'm sorry I'm not putting my all into making this book amazing. I just want to get Josh's story out so I can write a better book. Maybe later I'll edit this and add more details. Please stick around for next chapter because this book will be interesting soon

Friday, September 25, 2020

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