This document contains descriptions of same sex, sexual encounters. If you are under the legal age in your country to read material of this nature then please read no further. If you have read this far then you have no one to blame but yourself if you are offended.
Subject: M/M Date: November 23, 1997
Stephan
When I came to, it took me a while to realise where I was. I looked about getting my bearings. The room looked familiar, it was Pippa's house. I turned over onto my side and saw the hunky back of some guy. Who was this?! I gently lifted myself up onto my elbow and peered over the broad back to see who it was, I had no idea. I turned quickly as the door opened and my head spun. My eyes slowly focusing on Pippa who stood in the doorway holding two steaming mugs in her hands.
"How do you feel?"
"Awful."
"You two did get a bit carried away last night."
I turned and looked back at the sleeping form next to me, the duvet stopped at his waist and from there on up he was naked. He had the hugest chest that I had ever seen in my life.
"Who is that?!" I asked Pippa.
"No idea, he came with his girlfriend and they had a row. She stormed out and he stayed put, you two spent most of the evening in the corner talking and getting smashed."
Pippa placed the mugs on the bed side table and turned to leave.
"I trust that you won't be taking advantage of him." She laughed.
"I feel like death warmed up. It must have been some party!"
"It was, and it looks as if it's not finished yet. I think it will all start up again later this evening. You game for another bash?"
I nodded my head and wished that I hadn't, the whole room spun about me. I must have been well pissed to feel this bad, and not even to remember coming to bed. Pippa grinned and closed the door behind her. I gently propped myself up against the headboard and took a sip from the mug, hot sweet milky tea; disgusting.
I looked once more at my sleeping companion, he was a big guy. Really big and muscular. He rolled onto his back and my eyes followed the trail of blond hairs from his navel as they disappeared beneath the duvet. I felt too wrecked to even consider thinking of taking a peep at what was hiding beneath the duvet, maybe later if I got the opportunity.
I decided that a shower would make me feel a bit better and I tentatively got out of bed and walked towards the en-suite bathroom. I still didn't remember coming to bed, or undressing for that matter. I looked back at the sleeping giant, had he taken ME to bed. That would have to be a first.
I walked into the plush shower room and turned on the jets, this was some house. I stood still in the shower letting the warm jets play against the back of me neck. Hopefully it would help relieve the nagging head ache I had. After a while I started feeling more human, and bits of the evening floated in and out of my mind. I nearly leapt out of my skin as two huge hands started massaging my shoulder blades, but I soon relaxed as the pleasurable experience spread through my body. I still didn't know the guys name, but he seemed content to massage me without any need for words. He soaped his hands and started to wash me from the back of my neck slowly down to my feet, then he gently turned me to face him and started back the way he had come. I could not help myself and my erection started to grow, when he reached it he treated it as he had the rest of me. Gently soaping my now stiff member and balls before continuing up my belly and chest to my neck and face.
"Morning." He said, his accent suggested maybe he was Swedish.
"Morning, and thank you."
I took the soap from him and repeated the performance on him, noticing that he too had an erection. Nothing was said until later when we were dressed and sitting in the kitchen, even this was difficult as his English was not too good; but a lot better than my Swedish. We sat in the kitchen eating toast and drinking coffee as people in various states of consciousness drifted in and out. I pointed to the garden and we both got up and headed out into the mid morning sunshine. We sat on a low walled flower bed in the warm air, the silence only broken by the calling of birds and the distant sound of sheep.
"I'm Stephan. You are.... Ziggy."
I nodded and regretted it instantly. My brow creased as the aftermath of the previous nights drinking took its toll. Stephan smoothed my brow with his huge hand and smiled.
People came and went as we sat taking in the warm sunshine and talking as best we could. Bit's of the previous evening came back and I remembered Stephan arguing with a pretty blonde, none of which anyone understood before she stormed out. After that I remember Stephan joining me and we must have talked, most of the night. Though now I could remember none of it.
Pippa came out into the garden with sandwiches for us. She's a great friend, in fact she is the current girlfriend of my best friend Samantha. It was her birthday party we had enjoyed.
"So how does it feel to be 30 then Pip." She hit me. "That good eh!"
"OK, Sam's gone for more supplies. You two staying for round two?"
I looked at Stephan for his answer.
"Please, yes." Pippa smiled and handed him a huge plate of sandwiches.
"Your girlfriend? Last night tried to tell me something but I couldn't understand her."
"My ex-girlfriend, she has no...... fun!"
"No she doesn't, anyway she left last night."
Stephan just shrugged his massive shoulders. Pippa squeezed his biceps.
"He's a strong one, he picked you up and carried you upstairs on his shoulder."
I looked at Stephan and he blushed. Why couldn't he have done that while I was sober I thought. Pippa wandered off across the lawn to talk with other guest's.
"So you took me to bed?"
He smiled boyishly. Only in my dreams had this happened, and now that it had I couldn't remember a bloody thing. I looked into his pale blue eyes.
"And you undressed me?"
He smiled.
"Anything else I don't remember."
"We talked a lot, before you got drunken."
"What about?"
"Oh just things." He blushed slightly.
What had I been saying. I can be outrageous at the best of times, but when I'm drunk all reason goes out of the window
The day flew past and before we knew it the party had restarted. This time I was staying sober though, I couldn't cope with two hang over's on the trot. The party was pretty well subdued this time around as there was only about 20 people left, and by the look of it all couples. Same sex couples at that. This was something that Stephan picked up on pretty quickly. He and his girlfriend had been hitch hiking and had been invited to stay the night, not realising what sort of party it was. This was the reason she had stormed out the previous evening he had told me earlier.
"You're not bothered by the same sex thing?"
"No, it's not a big deal at home as it is here."
The evening wore on and the party started to wind down until only about three other couples remained. Samantha came wobbling over towards us being held upright by Pippa.
"Watch him Stephan, he's still sober. He could take advantage of you."
Stephan laughed aloud and threw his arms around me, holding me in a vice like grip.
"I think that's unlikely somehow," I mumbled from his now gentler embrace.
"Well perhaps you can demonstrate what you were telling him about last night then."
Pippa and Sam wandered off across the room leaving me baffled, and Stephan grinning.
"Demonstrate what?" I called after them.
"I'm sure Stephan will remind you -- if he's interested," Sam called back.
I turned back towards Stephan who was smiling at me, he put his hand on my thigh and squeezed it. What ever it was I had said, I was rather looking forward to finding out about. Stephan stood up and I followed him upstairs to the room we had occupied the previous night. I stood and watched as he stripped naked in the moonlight, it cast a pale blue hue on his firm body through the window. He moved over to the bed and lay back on it, his erection stood out in silhouette against the light from the window. What ever I had suggested he was now keen to try out. I slipped out of my clothes and went over to sit naked next to him on the bed. He put his arm around me and pulled me closer, his body huge against my own. I looked at his erection and hoped that I hadn't suggested something that looked impossible.
"I can't remember what I said...... You are going to have to give me a clue."
He brought his hand towards my face and slowly inserted his index finger into my mouth, moving it slowly in and out. I looked at his erection as he removed his finger and slowly bent over him. I positioned myself between his powerful thighs and licked at the underside of his shaft, then down around his smooth shaved balls. He relaxed back on the bed as I worked over him with my tongue. One hand gently stroking the back of my neck as I began to bob up and down on his bloated shaft. His cock head filling my mouth as I took him into my throat, my one hand stroking his balls and the other nudging at his ass. He didn't flinch as I probed the rim of his ass with my finger tip so I took it as a sign to carry on, I removed his cock from my mouth for a few moments and moistened my finger tips with saliva.
Stephan slipped back into his native tongue as I slid first one then two fingers into him, I had no idea what he was saying but his body language was telling me to carry on. I took him in my mouth once more and before long felt his balls tightening and his ass clamping around my fingers. I Pushed my fingers forward to find the magic spot and his cock erupted into my mouth, filling me with hot spurts of salty sweet fluid which oozed out of the corners of my mouth quicker than I could swallow it all. By this time he was thrashing about on the bed and bellowing heavens knows what at the top of his voice. Everyone in the house would be certain to know that Stephan had taken me up on my drunken offer. I lay back on the bed next to him and he wrapped his arms around me and turned to kiss me full on the lips, tasting his own juices on them. We slept for a while and I woke to find a hot mouth clamped around my erect cock.
"That's nice," I murmured.
He stopped for a moment.
"You enjoyed it last night as well."
"Tonight I know that you're doing it though."
Stephan and I took every opportunity to sample and delight each other during the night and into the next day before he had to leave for his flight home to Sweden. We still keep in touch and hope to get together again next year in his home town.
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