Stoned

I left a message the next day for Jake on his phone: “No hard feelings, you know? Let’s still stay friends okay? I’m cool with fuck-buddies. I’ll be at the sculpture garden again tonight if you want to smoke.” I pressed the end button on my phone and smiled. I spent the day out and about town. Made a purchase or two with cash I took out from my parents credit card. I’d find a way to explain the money, new textbooks or something like that. Then I went to the sculpture garden again. I smoked alone, made sure I was sufficiently fucked to have the guts to do what I was going to do. I could have called someone, I could have reported them to the dean, but I was going to do this my way.

The guys showed up. When they saw me on the bench already toked out, I saw their shoulders relax. Jake came up to me, sat next to me on the bench, put his arm around me.

“Hey Rachel. You doing okay?” I smiled at him.

“I’m fine, Jake. Totally chill, y’know?” He nodded. Sat back against the wooden slats of the painted dark green wood of the bench and lit up.

“I actually had a question, Jake,” I turned to him, placing a hand on his knee.

“You see, I’ve never given a guy head before, and I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind. I mean, you guys already watched us fuck, how’s about it?” Jake’s eyes went wide, he knew something was up, but from the deep throaty chuckles of his friends I knew he wouldn’t say no.

“Heh. Sure Rachel, as long as things are cool between us, I mean, we are cool, aren’t we?”

I cocked my head at him and said sweetly, “why wouldn’t we be cool? Fuck buddies, right?” He grunted in response and opened his fly.

While I opened my mouth as wide as I could to accommodate his cock, I wrapped my arms around him to better position my head. Gently, I reached my fingers around his body so that I was touching his butt and I slipped a small plastic baggie of $2000 worth of blow into the pocket of his jeans. Nobody noticed. They were all transfixed by the shiny trails of saliva I left on his shaft.

After he emptied himself into my mouth and I closed my eyes and forced myself to swallow his cum, I wiped the back of my hand across my mouth and cleared my throat.

“Well, now I’m experienced,” I said, slipping my hand into my back pocket to hit the record button on my cellphone, and grinning like the stupid slut they thought I was.

“Was it as good for you guys as it was for me?” I said sweetly. “I hope you got in on video! Can’t wait to see what I look like tomorrow online. I’m famous. The local resident campus pornstar. Anyone got another joint rolled? I could really do with a smoke right now. I love smoking in the sculpture garden,” I laughed, and the guys all laughed with me, but nervously.

“You guys still growing your own shit and everything?” I asked in a loud voice, as I lit up.

“Totally,” Dave answered, “we’ve become like the number one supplier on campus now.” Five heads bobbed up and down in agreement. I took a deep drag. “People are even asking us about where to get bongs or best enails to go with it.”

“What about that other shit you were going to cook up? When can I get my hands on some?” I let out a mouthful of smoke.

“Real soon. The lab’s all set up. We’ve already started making some pretty good shit,” Matt added, proudly.

“We started getting hooked up with some coke too,” Jim told me.

“That rocks, dudes!” I took one last drag of my joint and ground it against the wooden slats of the bench. It melted some of the green paint.

“Well, I’d better be off,” I said as I blew out the last of the pot to the wind, “I have an early class in the morning.” And as I got up and walked away, I hit the “end” button on my phone, and then dialed the number for the local campus police.

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A note from Mara Yacobi, Jewrotica’s Certified Sexuality Educator:

Alcohol has long been known as a social lubricant – it affects people’s ability to make clear decisions, lowers inhibitions and impairs communication. When someone is under the influence of alcohol or other drugs they CANNOT legally give consent.

• If the person is severely intoxicated or unconscious as a result of alcohol or drugs
• If the person is physically or mentally disabled
• If the person says NO, it means NO! Regardless of any previous relationship or sexual encounter.
• If one partner says NO in the midst of a sexual act, and the other partner does not stop the penetration, it is considered rape and or sexual assault

Friends check Friends

Friends look out for one another. If you notice a friend who is drinking and engaging in intimate behaviors with someone else, try to take them aside and stop them from getting themselves or someone else into a dangerous situation.