I was on vacation in Sarawak and stay with my good friend, Rick whom I have known since I was a kid. We were from the same village in Johor. He stayed in a 2-bedroom flat in a residential area not far from Sibu. Rick told me that he and his housemate, Brian, each had their own rooms. But he was going to let me use his room and he will crash with Brian for the 3 nights I was there. I thanked him for his hospitality and thought nothing of it, at first.
On the first night, I retired to bed early as I was a little tired from the flight from Sydney. The next morning when I awoke, I saw a note from Rick that he was going to visit a friend that night and would be late home. He asked me to have my own dinner and to feel free to help myself to whatever was in the fridge.
That night, I ate out and then headed home. Brian was also nowhere to be seen, so after watching TV for a while, I decided to call it a night. I climbed into bed at about 10pm and almost immediately fell into deep sleep. It must have been around 1.00am when I heard the outside door open noisily and the unmistakable sound of someone drunk entering the flat, bumping into things and cursing. I assumed it was Brian but decided it was best to stay put given his drunken condition. He went to the toilet and I heard some splashing as though he was trying to waken himself. Then I heard the rustle of clothes being removed in the living room and the door to his room then opened and a small bedside light sent a trickle of light into my room.
Then suddenly I heard Brian say, "I'm fucking horny. You know what that means Ricky?" That woke me up! I looked towards the door and the vague silhouette of Brian appeared in the doorway, the outline of his cock dangling between his legs could be seen quite clearly. "Just give me a little bit, eh Ricky? I'm fucking horned up and need some release." I lay still not sure what to do but was feeling somewhat excited at the same time. I thought he would possibly climb on the bed and pass out. He stood around in silence for a few moments but I could hear the sound of masturbation. "Perhaps he'll wank off and go," I thought, so I continued to breathe steadily, pretending to be asleep.
Then he stepped forward and slid into bed behind me. I felt his brick hard cock against my naked buttocks. He slid it up and down and nuzzled my neck, kissing it. His hand snaked around me and hugged my body. I couldn't do anything now except try my best to go with the subterfuge. Thankfully my build wasn't that different to Ricky's and in his drunken state I assumed he wouldn't notice the extra kilos between us. He rolled me over and pulled back the covers, crawling down and taking my tit in his mouth. He moved himself up until his was placed against my mouth. I took it eagerly. His cock was big. I would guess, around 7 inches at least.
I sucked it hungrily hoping he wouldn't cum too soon. His grunts were the urgent grunts of a horny drunkard who knows his staying power may be limited due to his condition. He hammered his cock home making me baulk. "C'mon you bitch, you managed all of it last night. Let's hope your arse is more willing." That raised my eyebrows! Brian was getting very into it now, his hands was rubbing my chest. He quickly climbed off and for a moment I thought he had cum until I heard the drawer at the bedside table open. I had the immediate feeling he had done this routine many times in the dark before and I realised he has been fucking my childhood friend regularly. Whether by luck or practice he deftly opened the condom wrapper and seemed to get it on his cock, I heard more fumbling, a couple of curses and then cold liquid being spread on my hole. His fingers slid into me. I tried to relax. Soon there seemed to be two fingers inside me and he was breathing heavily on my neck. He pulled out. I felt something else cold against my arse. I assumed it was the dildo. "God you're tighter than usual tonight Ricky. I need to open you up," he said. Being only around 5 inches in length and quite slim the dildo slid moderately easily into me and became actually quite erotic. As the time passed, I began to relax and my cock stood up to attention. Brian's left hand found it and squeezed. "That's more like it. Got rid of your brewer's droop at last!" he said. The dildo seemed to be fully inside me as he worked it in and out. "Now for your favourite little friend. At least I'm bigger than that little poof of a boy friendd of yours. You know you prefer a larger cock like mine!" I felt the head of his beast against my hole and braced myself hoping I wouldn't squeal and give the game away. I secretly wanted this cock in me. I wanted to be penetrated by the same guy who was fucking my childhood friend. Perverse it may be but at that moment I needed his cock and would do all I could to take it. Unlike in the porn movies, it didn't slide in without any effort. It took time and effort as I pushed back against him and he kept muttering how unusually tight I was. He was desperate to get his rocks off and I was desperate to feel his cock shoot it's load inside me. It was at least ten minutes of pushing and withdrawing before he was holding my hips and fucking me quite royally. All I could think about was this tall dark teenager with a massive cock who serviced my childhood friend, was now servicing me. I was scared to say anything, or even groan other than the odd grunt when he pushed too hard. I could feel him build up his stamina and his stabbing became more urgent until he pushed once more and stopped. His cock stood fully erect on it's own and I could feel it pulsed as wave after wave of cum filled the rubber inside me. "Jesus ... that was amazing you tight little cunt," he said as he pulled out. He flopped back onto the double bed and lay quietly. I said nothing. He mumbled a few words about how great it was and fell asleep, condom still on his cock. I quietly slipped the condom off, lay back in the bed and trickled the content on my face as I wanked myself. I slid out of bed and went to freshen myself up. I then partly dressed and went to the lounge to sleep in a chair. If Brian woke I could always say I came in later and had no idea where Ricky had gone. Feeble excuse I know, but better than being discovered in bed with him.
This is what Brian looks like when sober:
On the first night, I retired to bed early as I was a little tired from the flight from Sydney. The next morning when I awoke, I saw a note from Rick that he was going to visit a friend that night and would be late home. He asked me to have my own dinner and to feel free to help myself to whatever was in the fridge.
That night, I ate out and then headed home. Brian was also nowhere to be seen, so after watching TV for a while, I decided to call it a night. I climbed into bed at about 10pm and almost immediately fell into deep sleep. It must have been around 1.00am when I heard the outside door open noisily and the unmistakable sound of someone drunk entering the flat, bumping into things and cursing. I assumed it was Brian but decided it was best to stay put given his drunken condition. He went to the toilet and I heard some splashing as though he was trying to waken himself. Then I heard the rustle of clothes being removed in the living room and the door to his room then opened and a small bedside light sent a trickle of light into my room.
Then suddenly I heard Brian say, "I'm fucking horny. You know what that means Ricky?" That woke me up! I looked towards the door and the vague silhouette of Brian appeared in the doorway, the outline of his cock dangling between his legs could be seen quite clearly. "Just give me a little bit, eh Ricky? I'm fucking horned up and need some release." I lay still not sure what to do but was feeling somewhat excited at the same time. I thought he would possibly climb on the bed and pass out. He stood around in silence for a few moments but I could hear the sound of masturbation. "Perhaps he'll wank off and go," I thought, so I continued to breathe steadily, pretending to be asleep. Then he stepped forward and slid into bed behind me. I felt his brick hard cock against my naked buttocks. He slid it up and down and nuzzled my neck, kissing it. His hand snaked around me and hugged my body. I couldn't do anything now except try my best to go with the subterfuge. Thankfully my build wasn't that different to Ricky's and in his drunken state I assumed he wouldn't notice the extra kilos between us. He rolled me over and pulled back the covers, crawling down and taking my tit in his mouth. He moved himself up until his was placed against my mouth. I took it eagerly. His cock was big. I would guess, around 7 inches at least.
I sucked it hungrily hoping he wouldn't cum too soon. His grunts were the urgent grunts of a horny drunkard who knows his staying power may be limited due to his condition. He hammered his cock home making me baulk. "C'mon you bitch, you managed all of it last night. Let's hope your arse is more willing." That raised my eyebrows! Brian was getting very into it now, his hands was rubbing my chest. He quickly climbed off and for a moment I thought he had cum until I heard the drawer at the bedside table open. I had the immediate feeling he had done this routine many times in the dark before and I realised he has been fucking my childhood friend regularly. Whether by luck or practice he deftly opened the condom wrapper and seemed to get it on his cock, I heard more fumbling, a couple of curses and then cold liquid being spread on my hole. His fingers slid into me. I tried to relax. Soon there seemed to be two fingers inside me and he was breathing heavily on my neck. He pulled out. I felt something else cold against my arse. I assumed it was the dildo. "God you're tighter than usual tonight Ricky. I need to open you up," he said. Being only around 5 inches in length and quite slim the dildo slid moderately easily into me and became actually quite erotic. As the time passed, I began to relax and my cock stood up to attention. Brian's left hand found it and squeezed. "That's more like it. Got rid of your brewer's droop at last!" he said. The dildo seemed to be fully inside me as he worked it in and out. "Now for your favourite little friend. At least I'm bigger than that little poof of a boy friendd of yours. You know you prefer a larger cock like mine!" I felt the head of his beast against my hole and braced myself hoping I wouldn't squeal and give the game away. I secretly wanted this cock in me. I wanted to be penetrated by the same guy who was fucking my childhood friend. Perverse it may be but at that moment I needed his cock and would do all I could to take it. Unlike in the porn movies, it didn't slide in without any effort. It took time and effort as I pushed back against him and he kept muttering how unusually tight I was. He was desperate to get his rocks off and I was desperate to feel his cock shoot it's load inside me. It was at least ten minutes of pushing and withdrawing before he was holding my hips and fucking me quite royally. All I could think about was this tall dark teenager with a massive cock who serviced my childhood friend, was now servicing me. I was scared to say anything, or even groan other than the odd grunt when he pushed too hard. I could feel him build up his stamina and his stabbing became more urgent until he pushed once more and stopped. His cock stood fully erect on it's own and I could feel it pulsed as wave after wave of cum filled the rubber inside me. "Jesus ... that was amazing you tight little cunt," he said as he pulled out. He flopped back onto the double bed and lay quietly. I said nothing. He mumbled a few words about how great it was and fell asleep, condom still on his cock. I quietly slipped the condom off, lay back in the bed and trickled the content on my face as I wanked myself. I slid out of bed and went to freshen myself up. I then partly dressed and went to the lounge to sleep in a chair. If Brian woke I could always say I came in later and had no idea where Ricky had gone. Feeble excuse I know, but better than being discovered in bed with him.
This is what Brian looks like when sober:
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