Party Trick – HAPPY NEW YEAR

I was determined to have a great New Year Party this year, when I got an invite for a costume party it gave me a great idea.

It true I could of course go dressed up as myself with a lame rented costume, I dunno maybe a football jock?  Hey! I could borrow my roommates gear; I flex a bit, He’s not as big as me, but I think it’ll look good tight – FUCK! it’ll look good and I think I’d get a blow off my roomy no problem heh.

But they’d be all the same people there, sigh, My roomy is going out with his buds to some club, private party he says – lucky bastard.

My roomy shouts from the door, “Got to get some beers, if anyone turns up let them know I won’t be long.”

“Whatever.” I reply.

He’s not gone for long before there is a ring at the door, opening it Michael breezes in; a big guy, damn he smell good.

Then it hits me, I could go to the private party and still go in costume, something beautiful, built and smells great. I eyed up Michaels tight ass as he loped into the kitchen.

I followed him and grabbed a beer from the fridge, I popped the cap and added some knockout drops from my pocket.

Throwing it over he caught it and gulped it down, minutes later he was out cold. I grabbed him by his thick heavy arms and dragged him into my bedroom before hoisting the heavy jock onto the bed.

Stripping him, my mouth started to water as more of his perfect physique was revealed. I traced my finger along his face, I kissed him on lips, tasting saliva was purely erotic.

Rolling him over revealed broad back my hands traced his muscles, tapering down to a tight set of buns that I just had to squeeze.

It was time to get dressed in my new costume, as either my roomy would be back or Michael would be waking up – not good in either case.

Discarding my own clothes, I quickly climbed onto Michael, laying on the jock’s back aligning myself I kissed him on the back of the neck before taking a deep breath and wriggling, twisting fighting my way into his muscular frame.

I groaned and rolled over onto my back, Michael’s memories flooded mine, still dizzy I raised my head and looked down my new body past the huge pecs to the slowly growing dick.

Reaching up I felt my new biceps and then the pecs taking a slab of meat in each hand, my hands moved past my hard nipples, tweaking them I groaned again.

My hands moved down further, the tight cobbles of my new abs to my throbbing dick, taking it in both hands I slowly drew them up and down, I let out another deep groan.

Glancing over at the table I noticed I was out for 5 minutes after I got inside Michael, damn I had to move quick.

Jumping off the bed, I quickly got dressed in Michael’s clothes, a tight black v-neck which had a musky smell and was a bit damp under the arms, I was grinning madly when I pulled on the jeans carefully sticking my hard-on inside them.

I left the bedroom and sat on the couch turning on the TV, gently rubbing my dick through my jeans.

About 10 minutes later, my roomy Dave returned with Chris in tow, a short guy wearing a grey shirt, he looked cute and something stirred in my jeans again.

Dave drove us all back to my apartment, were I showered and got ready for the party.

We had some beers to get the night started and left for the club where we met up with John and Jack. Damn, we had a great night and Michael was the centre of attention, fuck! I’ve lost count of all the beautiful people I hooked up with that night.

To be honest, Michael is such a cool guy I think I might spend a bit longer in him…

…. but what I get up to is another story altogether!