stop the nonsense

That's the final straw, you push him away while he still has a hold of your pants causing them to be pulled down to your knees. "You've got a great cock." he says.

"No." you finally manage feeling yourself sober up.

"No?" he asks.

"I don't want this." you tell him.

He sighs looking a little hurt and rejected. "I understand, I don't want to push you into anything you weren't ready for." No not ready for, didn't want! You were about to say when someone opens the bedroom door and stumbles in. It's a girl, but you can't make out who with the light behind her. Meanwhile you're cock is exposed and it's clear you're hard and in bed with a guy!

"No wait!" you shout at her

She laughs drunkenly "I'm sorry, I didn't know you were in here with your boyfriend." she stumbles out of the room.

"He's not my boyfriend!" you yell at her, but it's too late, she's gone and she'll probably tell everyone! You look at tom hating him and yourself, you pull up your pants and storm off back downstairs and start pounding red cups of **** once more.

You were on your fifth cup when you decided to hell with the party and headed for the door. You nearly knocked yourself out when you opened the door and it knocked you back. Once more a pair of hands caught you. "Looks like I'm saving you again cutie." tom says pulling you close. The sneaky booze starts hitting you once again and you turn around and rest on tom's shoulder. He's so strong yet soft, perfect for resting your head on. [WTF?] you realize you were actually dancing with tom, now in full view of everyone. You tear yourself free of tom and stumble out the still open door to your car.

Tom chases after you with concern in his eyes. Just as he feared you were trying to get into your car and drive. He snatches the keys from your hands. Either he's stone sober and you're drunker than you thought or he's faster than you are, either thought infuriates you more as you reach for your keys. He effortlessly keeps them out of your reach. You try to shove him but he was ready for it, bracing himself your shove rebounded on you knocking you on your butt. "I'm sorry but I wont let you drive like this okay? Let me take you home."

Tired and drunk you agree. "Whatever, I just want to forget this night." he helps you into the passenger seat, buckling you in, no need to give a cop an excuse, and drives off.

"I'm sorry if I pushed you back there." He says about a half mile from the party.

[What's he talking about?] "You didn't push me, I just wasn't ready." you say defending your shove. If you were sober you could take him.

You see his eyes light up. Why? "When do you think you'll be ready?" he asks.

"When I aint drunk, duh." you say, talking with those girls must be rubbing off on you.

"Oh? What's your plans for tomorrow?"

"Nursing a hangover no doubt." you tell him closing your eyes.

"How about the next day?" he asks.

"I don't know, probably a movie." you say dreamily not noticing your or his smile.

"Sounds great, how about we meet there at seven and see what's playing?"

You were barely listening. "Sounds great, it's a date." you giggle at your drunken rhyme. He assumes you're happy about your date and fails to notice the rhyme.

"Great! Now what's your address?"

About ten minutes later he's knocking on your door and thankfully your mother answers and not your father. "Hell- John !" she yells grabbing you out of the strange boy's arms. "What happened?" he explains to your mom what happened, leaving out your third base action and your make out session and most importantly leaving out your attempt to drive. The way he explains it you come out looking good, not great for drinking but not terrible for trying to drive either. "Well I'm glad he had sense enough to ask you to take him home."

"Me too, this way I got to meet his lovely mother." She blushes.

"Oh you, you certainly know how to make a girl blush. Help me get him to his room.

'Help' she says, he ends up carrying you up the stairs himself, god he's strong, you think. You wrap your arms around his neck "My hero." you laugh drunkenly. "He's always saving me mom." you tell her.

"Oh is that so? Well you must find a way to reward him properly." she giggles opening your bedroom door. "Put him on the bed I have to get something from downstairs."

Tom places you on the bed helping you take off your jacket and turns to leave "Wait!" you practically shout. He turns and you drunkenly try to stand "I have to reward my hero don't I?" you say pulling him close and giving him a kiss. Tom is smiling wide as you pull your lips away.

"Don't forget our date." he says giving you a peck on the cheek.

You giggle not even listening as you shuck your pants.

"Oh my!" your mother laughs.

"I didn't-"

"I know, he likes to sleep in just his bottoms." she says as she hands tom a twenty dollar bill. "It's all I could find." she informs tom before they leave your room.

Later you had a strange dream you rescued a princess from a burning castle, she called you her hero and gave you a kiss. "I have to reward my hero don't I?"