This is a little backwards to be sure, but as I was napping after A___ had her way with me last night, she wrote the continuation of a dream that I had the other night. A dream I had just told her about while she was riding me.
As it begins I am walking through downtown wanting to get home. I’m tipsy from being out drinking but able to walk, albeit with a bit of a weave. As it happened, there were two guys that had been at the bar. I hadn’t noticed them while I was there but when I got to the door they held it for me and let me pass. It was a tight squeeze and a hand brushed the front of my jeans. No big deal and I walked out into the night.
I was walking because I was out of cash, near enough to walk, and I couldn’t get a hold of A____ for a ride. As I weaved my way something happened and all of a sudden the two guys from the bar were holding onto me to steady me and asking if I was ok. I thought I was, but maybe that wasn’t the case. They kept talking, asking if I had a way home and all that… I was telling them why I was walking and I was fine and thank you and all that. One of them kept his hand on my shoulder as they talked on while we waited for the light. It changed and we started walking. That’s when it really hit me that I was impaired and they had kept me from veering out into traffic. Nice guys.
Once across the street I made to continue on when one said “Let us give you a ride… It’s no trouble at all”. The other one agreed and they steered me down a different direction then I would have walked even as I protested that I was fine. I was anxious but thinking that they had helped me already and that I had seem them all night. They seemed ok. We kept chatting and walking and one of them hadn’t let me go. I was grateful for that as we were moving into a parking ramp and I was stumbling a little.
Back through rows of cars to the corner, and the guy who held my arm clicked remote lock and an SUV blinked over in the darkness, facing out. He helped me around to the driver’s side back door and swung me around while quickly opening the door, making me dizzy in the motion so that I had to grab the inside of the door and sit down on the running board to regain my balance. I was vaguely aware that his friend had climbed into the back seat from the other side but took no notice until his feet were beside me and he had his hands massaging my neck and ruffling my hair. The key holder remained standing in front of me in the shadow of the door, bending down to ask if I was ok. He had placed a hand on my shoulder and his other one had settled on my knee. As he asked if I was going to throw up I nodded “no”. He asked if I wanted to sit for a moment and I nodded “yes”. The guy in the back seat continued with his hands but they had found skin. I felt shivers run through me and a breath on the back of my neck. The hand on my knee moved up. I was suddenly scared.
I tried to stand up but was pushed back down gently:
“This is wrong” – “It’s OK”
“It’s against the rules” – “No it’s not”
“I don’t want this” – “that’s not what we think”
“Please stop” I tried to stand again but was pushed down again – this time to my knees with my feet under the car and my ass resting against the running board. The guy in the back seat now had my head held firmly and my arms pinned between his knee. The driverwas squatting close enough to whisper in my ear while his hand found my cock underneath my jeans. I got hard.
“You want this don’t you” – “no” (his friend made my head nod yes) “It’s against the rules” – (his hand massaged me more) “bur you’re hard and breathing quickly… I bet you want this, don’t you” – “No” (my neck was being kissed and I was breathing hard. I was scared and wanted to be home but also wanting…. “If we take this from you there’s nothing you can do about it…” – “please don’t” (my head was pulled back hard and my face was slapped) – “Say you want it so we can take you home” (in my ear… I nodded on my own this time against my head being held)
His friend let me head loose and i let it fall.
“You want this” – I nodded
“Say you want this…” – “I want this” (I whispered)
“Say it again so we can hear you” – “I want this” (He had moved a little so that he was half hugging me while his friend returned to kissing my neck from the back seat.
“Let’s call it cab fare for your ride home, shall we” he whispered in my ear. I nodded yes and he slid up….
… more to come …
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