Where it happened: Sunset motel Laramie.
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 6
Category: Straight
The weekend that it happened Started out as the day that I made the dumbest mistake of my life, I dropped out of school that first day of the weekend and at the time I was ready to party.
So I called up my best friend, and had him send over some friends of our to pick me up. He did and that night we decided to cruise the town getting stoned. The smoke was so thick that if
were an outsider and you opened the door you’d get an immediate contact high. We had sooo much fun, but when we finally got back to our friend’s house his mother realized what we’d been
and she made the two of us leave.
So we hoofed it across town to a buddie’s motel room, we stayed there that nightand the next day as well. That next night I found a bottle of Jim Beam, a gallon bottle. I opened it up
And downed a quarter of the bottle in just one swallow. That’s about all it took. Within the next few minutes I was so drunk that I couldn’t stand up. i laid down on the bed next to Jay.
And although Jay and I had been best friends for so Long deep down I’d been in love with him for atleast the last 3 years.
So my hands started wandering. I had always been so afraid of losing the friendship that I treasured most int he world that I had never had the guts to do anything like this,( thank God for Jim )
After a few minutes Jay started reciprocating.I felt his hands travel up my thigh, bypassing the ultimate goal altogethter, his fingers found my nipples.
We started kissing, Slowly at first, but with our passion mounting.
I don’t remamber a lot after that except when I had an orgasm…I had never before so I Couldn’t help be remember. It was so good. I’d never felt anything like it before, and although
this wasn’t my fist sexual experiance it will always be the most memorable for me.
Jay and I had sex twice more that weekend, both times it was wonderful. I was panicked after that weekend because I hadn’t heard from Jay in weeks. So I met a guy and married him the
next year. I didn’t hear from Jay in 3 years because I was happy in my marriage. Things started to slide so I decided to look far Jay, if for nothing else but closeure.
I found him within a month and turns out he lived not 30 miles from me! He’s had hard times and been in jail for the 3 years that we’d been seperated. He never meant to be away from
me that long. We are closer than ever now, and I am living with one of his Best friends.I’ll never forgat that wonderful weekend though, it will live on in my memory as the happiest time in my life.
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