Years and years ago, I was partying a good bit. Had a small group of friends, we’d hang out, smoke some weed, play music, etc when there wasn’t a bigger party, like a live show or a rave (it was that far back lol).
So, things could get a little frisky. We had a back room at the house where the nights would often end up with some sexual activity. It tended to be just couples having sex with each other, independent of other couples.
But, sometimes things would bleed across. Sometimes there would be simglese that would join in.
This means there was a degree of understanding that was necessary. New people needed to be aware that sometimes a hand might reach, or someone might ask to join in, the little ways of crossing the barriers, and that no was okay.
Anyway, one of those nights, we had some music going, and one good friend brought ecstasy for everyone. I had never rolled before.
So, we take our pills, and start having fun; there’s massages, dancing, etc. The guy that brought the pills was playing dj. His girlfriend and I are exchanging back rubs, and she asks if I want head. I look over to my friend and ask if that’s okay. Yeah, her consent is what really matters, but I don’t like fucking things up.
He shrugs and goes on playing music.
So, I’m kicked back getting head. Pretty decent head too. I come, she swallows, and I offer to reciprocate. I do my best, and she seems to enjoy it. The party continues, and we all head to the back room. Well, I’m making out with my partner, but the girl I got head from is watching closely. It turns into a bit of a three way, with the girl on my face while my partner is riding me. My friend is getting left out, and his girl is not noticing, so I offer him a hand, which he accepts.
Eventually eventually, the four of us all come at least once, and we leave the room to the three other people still going at it.
Great time, right?
Welllll, turns out that my friend would have preferred none of it happened. He was rolling hard, and his shrug was less of an “I don’t care” and more of an “I don’t wanna say anything, but no it isn’t okay.” His girl had a habit of kind of ignoring him in general, and he had asked her for some special attention that night.
And it would have been okay anyway if the head had been the end of it, but that didn’t extend to another session. He was pretty upset at being ignored by his girl, and even the friendly handjob I gave him (which, btw, had him hit my chest and his girl with his jizz) didn’t help since he was being ignored by her.
Now, if I had known any of the stuff about them, I would have turned down head. And I wouldn’t have let her join me and my girl later either.
But, he doesn’t say anything to me about any of it until days later, after he’s had the bad feelings fester long enough that there’s no fixing things.
It was dumb all around. Everyone involved (except my partner, she was awesome) just wasn’t communicating well.
Dumb on everyone’s part.
Years and years ago, I was partying a good bit. Had a small group of friends, we’d hang out, smoke some weed, play music, etc when there wasn’t a bigger party, like a live show or a rave (it was that far back lol).
So, things could get a little frisky. We had a back room at the house where the nights would often end up with some sexual activity. It tended to be just couples having sex with each other, independent of other couples.
But, sometimes things would bleed across. Sometimes there would be simglese that would join in.
This means there was a degree of understanding that was necessary. New people needed to be aware that sometimes a hand might reach, or someone might ask to join in, the little ways of crossing the barriers, and that no was okay.
Anyway, one of those nights, we had some music going, and one good friend brought ecstasy for everyone. I had never rolled before.
So, we take our pills, and start having fun; there’s massages, dancing, etc. The guy that brought the pills was playing dj. His girlfriend and I are exchanging back rubs, and she asks if I want head. I look over to my friend and ask if that’s okay. Yeah, her consent is what really matters, but I don’t like fucking things up.
He shrugs and goes on playing music.
So, I’m kicked back getting head. Pretty decent head too. I come, she swallows, and I offer to reciprocate. I do my best, and she seems to enjoy it. The party continues, and we all head to the back room. Well, I’m making out with my partner, but the girl I got head from is watching closely. It turns into a bit of a three way, with the girl on my face while my partner is riding me. My friend is getting left out, and his girl is not noticing, so I offer him a hand, which he accepts.
Eventually eventually, the four of us all come at least once, and we leave the room to the three other people still going at it.
Great time, right?
Welllll, turns out that my friend would have preferred none of it happened. He was rolling hard, and his shrug was less of an “I don’t care” and more of an “I don’t wanna say anything, but no it isn’t okay.” His girl had a habit of kind of ignoring him in general, and he had asked her for some special attention that night.
And it would have been okay anyway if the head had been the end of it, but that didn’t extend to another session. He was pretty upset at being ignored by his girl, and even the friendly handjob I gave him (which, btw, had him hit my chest and his girl with his jizz) didn’t help since he was being ignored by her.
Now, if I had known any of the stuff about them, I would have turned down head. And I wouldn’t have let her join me and my girl later either.
But, he doesn’t say anything to me about any of it until days later, after he’s had the bad feelings fester long enough that there’s no fixing things.
It was dumb all around. Everyone involved (except my partner, she was awesome) just wasn’t communicating well.