I smell of booze, s--, and a lil shame. Good morning, Wolrd!

[tenderknight]

OK, this is a thread about h--k up stories.. Please no names.. lol.. To protect the guilty, and all that

Me first, I just hooked up with this hot transguy that I've had my eye on for a while.. He's a bit messy mentally, lots of relationship drama, but whatever.. It's a h--k up, not a date, right? Anyway, like five times during sex, he'd just stop and say something about this chick he's known for like a month and swears he's in love with.. but then, he hates her.. Oy vey.. lol Well, finally i just looked at him and said, "honey, ya got to focus here.."

gah.. but other then that, the S-- was pretty ----ing hot.. lol

Does anyone else have some h--k up stories? Good and bad.. I have a few more up my sleeve, but will share at a later date :D

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`h--k up stories, eh? LOL I have way too many to count and can go on for days... I'll just pick up one. I just don't know what to pick... mmm

Um, I'll tell you the Alice in Wonderland one.

My gf and I at the time were at an apartment party I had brought absinthe. Her and I sat and drank the entire bottle and had become quite intoxicated. At this time, her and I decided to slip into the bathroom together.

One of us happened to spill a drink in there, so I went into the closet to get a towel. In the closet, was another door. "This is trippy," I said... I then pointed to my gf the door, and we decided to open it.

We opened the door and there was another room. We walked in, closing the door behind us. The apartment was identical, except much cleaner and different furniture.

"Wow, this must be another part to X's apartment... the real part! It has a bed -- and a fridge!" Now, I must mention that X's apartment where the party was at had bare-minimal furniture and only a small bar fridge, and a working space. Of course, we had come to the conclusion that this is where her real apartment is, and the party pad was probably just a working space.

We then found our way to the fridge and the cuboards, eating cookies, drinking pop, and any other thing we could munch on.

Soon, realizing we were completely alone in this place and a couch was near by, it was make out time... then s--.

In the middle of our love making, however, a big "Ahem!" started us. Quickly, pulling a near by blanket to cover us we turned to look. It was X.

"Guys, I hate to break this up, but you're not in my apartment. You're in my good Christian's cousins apartment!"

We quickly put on our clothes and left the way we came. It turns out the apartment was once was apartment, long ago, but separated sharing the bathroom.

We got home and laughed about the night until my gf realized she was missing an ear ring. o_0 It was found a day later when X's cousin came home and found it in her couch! As well as the raided fridge!

Oops!

Moral of the lesson: some doors are best unopened, but opening them can really become a memorable, adventure filled night.

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`Haha! I really can't beat those.

I'd hooked up with this guy that lives on the other side of our complex. I met him after he dove into the shallow end of a pool and cracked up his face. He had been too drunk to realize the severity of the situation. I cleaned him up annnnnd then brought him over to my place. No harm, no foul.

He unfortunately got attached though. Hate when that happens. :/