In college, I was pursuing a girl really hard, and things seemed to be lining up to finally get together.

It was a Friday or Saturday night, and my roommate and I went to her apartment for a small party where everyone was getting wasted.

My roommate knew the situation, and being a bro was there to help me out however he could.

The flirting was going well, and it seemed like she’d be inviting me upstairs at the end of the night.

But then her ex shows up, and they start flirting. My bro tried to intercept him, but he was unsuccessful.

I can tell she wants the ex dick so bad as things are winding down, and I’m pretty pissed I spent the night working her up for no reward.

I’m venting to my bro on the walk back to our place, telling him I was so ready to get off that night and couldn’t believe I got spurned.

He said something jokingly about how he hoped I was gonna get off too, and I said he could still make it happen. My dick got a little hard and butterflies started in my stomach.

When we got back to the apartment, he was like, “What was that you were saying earlier?”

I decided to just go for it and grabbed his face and started making out.

We fell onto the couch and started rubbing each other’s dicks instantly over our pants.

I really can’t remember how it happened exactly but we ended up naked and drunk talking about bi feelings.

He started kissing my neck and then jacked me off onto his stomach and gathered the cum on his hand and got himself off.

He was not nearly as drunk as me, but the next day I asked him what all that was about, and he laughed and said it was just a fantasy.

That was the first time and last time. I’m sure he still thinks about it. I do.