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(otisblues@hotmail.com) *** Two friends get snot-flying-drunk and the one that remained conscious decided to have some fun with his passed out buddy. *** Jerry was looking forward to the weekend. He was going to his camp with his two buddies and they would fish a bit, eat well, and have a few drinks. He did not know it at the time but this was going to be a unique weekend for him. The three men all in their forties met at the camp. It was on a small lake in Arkansas and had a fantastic view. Jerry liked most to just sit on the deck and watch the sun set. Tonight he was watching the son set as he prepared three large rib eye steaks. They were going to eat well tonight and they were already drinking well. "Hi John," Jerry said as John walked up the steps. "Hey guy, where's Jim?" John asked. "He's on his way." "Those steaks smell good and I am hungry," John said as he poured him a Scotch on the rocks. Jerry had known his two friends for a very long time. They were normal sort of guys each in a different line of work. Jerry was married with no children and worked at factory; John was married with two children and worked for the State of Arkansas; Jim was single having never been married and work as a private building contractor. None of them were rich but they did okay. Tonight was a normal night at the camp except Jim had to leave early. He had some business on the other side of the lake. He was meeting someone at around 9:00 pm and then they were going to a late night dinner party. He planned to spend the night at his friend's home and then return to the camp on Saturday. As a result he was only drinking a beer since he had about a 30-minute drive to make. Jerry liked their Scotch. John did not usually drink much but tonight he wanted a good buzz and was already almost there. As they sat and ate steak John finished his third drink. "John you'd better go easy on that Scotch," Jerry said. "Don't worry about me," John said as he tilted his glass in a salute to John. "Well, I got to go. See you guys tomorrow," Jim said as he got up from the table. "I hate to eat and run but I got to take care of this crap tonight." "Ok, Jim, have fun," Jerry said as Jim walked out the door. "Take care of John, the alcoholic," Jim laughing said as he walked out the door. "Yeah, you know it," Jerry replied. "Hey you bastards, I'm not drunk yet," John said as he took another sip. "Don't you think you have had about enough," Jerry said as John prepared another drink. "One more," he said. His speech was beginning to slur after his fifth drink of mostly straight Scotch. "Ok, one more and that is it," Jerry replied. John wobbled out to the deck and gulped his drink. Jerry watched him sit there and watched as he almost fell down as he got up. "You have had enough," Jerry said and went to help him. "I don't feel so good," John whispered. With that he began to vomit. It went everywhere but most all over John's clothes. Jerry let John slipped down to the floor. "Damn, you are grossing me out Jerry. You Son of a Bitch," Jerry cussed. John vomited some and then collapsed on the deck in his own vomit. "Damn you, you Bastard," Jerry cussed. "Get up and clean yourself up," Jerry said as he nudged the drunken John. John moaned but did not move. "Ah hell, I can't let him lie in that vomit," Jerry said as he looked down at John. The camp was well isolated and there was no one anywhere near so Jerry reached down and began to unbutton Jerry's soiled shirt. He had to turn him over to get it off but managed. He unbuckled Jerry's belt, unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. As he tugged on John's pants John's briefs also came off. Jerry was now lying on the deck buck-naked. "You gross Son of a Bitch," Jerry said to the still nonmoving friend. Luckily John was not a large man. Jerry pulled him into the camp and into the bathroom. Jerry was semiconscious as he sat him in the shower. When the cold water hit him, John screamed, "What the hell are you doing?" "Shut the fuck up, I cleaning off your vomit," Jerry shouted. John continued to cuss as Jerry managed to wash John's vomit out of his hair. When he felt John was clean enough for bed he shut the water off and John just sat there in the shower. "Come on, let's get you to bed," Jerry said as he attempted to make John stand. There was no chance in this so he managed to drag him out of the bathroom. There was a den between the bathroom and two bedrooms. Jerry made it to the den and then let John dropped on the floor. John was heavier than he looked and the drinks that Jerry had were not helping. Jerry sat down in a chair next to where John was lying on a rug. "Just look at you John," Jerry said and he looked at John. It was then a strange idea popped into his mind. "No, I can't do that," Jerry said to himself as he knelt down on the floor. None of these guys had ever had any homosexual thoughts and would have never thought of doing anything to each other. But there was John lying nude on the floor and Jerry had always wondered about touching another man's cock. John's cock was flaccid and small at the moment and Jerry wondered if in his current stated could he achieve an erection. "Wake up John," Jerry said as he sat on the rug next to John. He pushed John and shook him but John did not stir. Jerry moved down John's body and was sitting next to his waste. There was John's cock lying on his leg. Jerry reached over and prodded it with his finger and it moved. John lay still. Jerry then took his thumb and two fingers and raised John's cock to take a good look at it. Jerry had never held another man's cock and found it quite an interesting experience. Jerry also noticed his own cock was beginning to swell. John had not moved. "Damn this is turning me on," Jerry said mostly to himself. Jerry began rubbing the pinkish head of John's dick and felt it tighten a bit. "I wondered if he can get a hard on as drunk as he is?" Jerry thought to himself. John's cock seemed to respond to his touch so encouraged by this he stroked John's cock a few times. He could not believe but even as drunk as John was his cock was responding. It had risen and now stood about half erect. John was amazed at how different John's cock felt than when he stroked his own cock. He was also amazed at how turn on he was becoming and how hard his cock felt as it pressed against his shorts. John's cock became harder as Jerry stroked it. "What the hell," Jerry decided it was now or never. He leaned over and licked a bit of pre-cum off the head of John's cock. Again John did not move but his cock grew harder. Jerry was beside himself. Whether it was the Scotch or the surreal nature of his situation, Jerry opened his mouth and began to suck on his friend's cock just like the girls in the porno movies did and just like he liked his wife to do to him. He could feel John's cock respond to his ministration and it swell even more. "I can't believe I'm sitting here sucking John's cock. I can't believe I like it," John thought to himself with his mouth engulfing John's dick with its purple head moving in and out between Jerry's lips. Suddenly Jerry felt John's cock pulsate and the head swelled ever larger. "Mmmmm," John grunted in his sleep. John was still unconscious but his hips began to push against Jerry's mouth. "The son of a bitch is fucking my mouth," Jerry thought. As Jerry allowed his mouth to be fucked John's cock erupted into his mouth. Jerry knew this was going to happen but was not prepared for the glob of cum that hit the back of his throat. He gulped as he pulled John cock out of his mouth and swallowed an ample portion of cum. The next squirt caught him directly in the face and then another on his shirt. As John's cock gave up its sperm it slowly swank and returned to its flaccid state. Jerry was still holding the limp dick and in a last impulse licked the last glob of cum on its head. "It doesn't taste good but it doesn't taste bad," Jerry said to himself. Jerry sat back and looked at John. John did not move but had a smile on his face. "Well buddy for all I have done for you maybe you should do something for me," Jerry said. Jerry undressed and freed his very hard cock. Jerry's cock was about 5 inches and it was so hard it was hurting. He got up and went to the kitchen for a paper cup. He then returned and sitting looking at Jerry he pumped on his cock. He rubbed his cock around John's lip and even pressed it between them. John did not seem to mind. Jerry rolled John over and spread his butt cheeks and consider John's butt hole. "I don't think I can go that far with John," Jerry thought to himself although the idea was very stimulating. He did however rub John's butt hole and slip a finger insider his buddy. It did not take long for his balls to contract and his dick shot its first wad into the cup. Jerry sat there pumping his cock with his finger in John's ass and had never quite produced so much cum. He filled the little cup. "Just for you pal," Jerry said. Jerry rolled John over on his back. John's mouth was slightly open. Jerry used his finger that he been in John's butt and opened his mouth a little. John did not seem to care and just lay there with a goofy smile on his face. Jerry slowly dribbled his cum from the cup into John's mouth. John coughed a little but Jerry was able to pour the entire content into John's mouth and he swallowed it all. "Was it good?" Jerry asked. Doug did not answer. Jerry obtained a blanket and covered the still nude John lying on the rub. Early that morning he heard John cursing as he went to the bathroom and threw up. Later that morning after Jerry awakened John was not looking very good. "So how is my hung over friend today," Jerry asked as he walked in on John half sitting half lying on the couch. "I feel like shit," John said. "You look like shit," Jerry said and laughed. "I woke up with the strangest taste in mouth," John complained. Jerry laughed, "Well with all the puking you did it is no wonder you have a bad taste in your mouth." "The funny thing is as sick as this taste is kind of nice. I wish I knew what the hell it was. I would like some more of whatever it was I ate." Jerry did not say anything. END ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ This story was written as an adult fantasy. 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