Where it happened: friend's house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
Well, I suppose that most people have wonderful first times, but unfortunately, the same is not true for me. Don’t get me wrong, the sex was not TERRIBLE, it was simply the circumstances around it. You see, it was my best friend’s girlfriend. My friend was never really popular with womyn, and I can’t say that I was ever really in a sucessful relationship until the last two years, so it was a big surprise to all of my friends, my included, when “Josh” got a girlfriend. They were a pretty cool pair, and I have to say that “Christine” was pretty cool herself. We hung out a few times, but I had never really even thought of Christine in a sexual manner. Alcohol changed that one. There was a small party at Josh’s house and during the party, Josh got really trashed and went on a drunken rampage. It wasnt a bad rampage, he was simply having fun running around. Me, being a much calmer drunk, was left for large periods of time talking to Christine. People came and left, but we kept talking. Eventually, we moved to Josh’s bedroom, where there were two or three other people talking. As sometimes happens, the more beer that I drank, the better Christine looked. After a half-case, she was looking pretty damn good. By that time, everyone had left except Christine, Josh, and me. Unfortunately for Josh (and me in the long run), he was passed out in his Mom’s room. Christine and I sat on Josh’s bed, and we began to touch hands. After a couple minutes, I leaned over and kissed her. She kissed me back. Then we both stopped, looked embarassed, then began again. My memory gets hazy around this time, and I only remember clips from it. I remember that I problems putting my dick in, and she helped me (I was pretty clumsy and drunk). The next morning, I awoke first and cleaned up the evidence. Christine and I have only spoken a few words since. Josh never found out, but I have been racked with guilt for years over this issue and have only recently began to put it behind me. I mean, what kind of bastard sleeps with is best friends girlfriend? Me, I guess. Karma came up and bit me in the ass, though. A year later, another friend of mine, who is my best friend to this day despite it, did the same thing to me, only I found out. Oh well, I guess what goes around comes around. I guess this serves as a warning to all the youngin’ drinkers about “beer goggles.”
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