Big Manly Gulps
By: SidneysBoy

I walked into the bar. My first bar, I had been twenty one for a few weeks, but I really felt like and idiot going into a bar alone, and dirking alone. After three weeks however he decided I really wanted to go to a bar. So I picked one close to my house, so I wouldn’t have to pay for a cab. I knew if I went a little farther into the collage area I would find more people my age, but they would all be collage students and I wouldn’t have anything in common with them having dropped out of collage two years ago.

I walked into the bar, it was dark inside and kind or smoky. I didn’t smoke, and didn’t like cigarettes, but cigars, and even more pipes, for some reason they really made me hot. I guess I should tell you that I’m gay, not that that’s important anymore. There were large men everywhere. I walked in and wasn’t sure what to do. I walked into the bathroom first, peed and washed my hand. I noticed that the toiled was dirty looking like it hadn’t been cleaned in months, but the sink so clean it looked as if it hadn’t ever been used.

I finally built up the nerve to order a beer. The bartender asked for ID like I knew he would. I sat down at the bar and looked around. “Happy birthday kid” The man next to me said as he turned around. He was a tall muscular man with a full salt and pepper beard. He was puffing on a large bent pipe.

“Um… my birthday was actually a few weeks ago, this is just my first trip to a bar.” I was as my cock stiffened up in my pants. He put his arm abound my neck and continued smoking the pipe.

“Your not really twenty-one until you’ve had your first trip to the bar.” he blew his smoke into my face. “Hey Phil I’m paying this kids tab tonight, make sure he gets his drinks just the way I like em!”

“oh, you do have to…”

“your young, its your celebration here and I’m sure you can’t afford to drink as much as you should be drinking tonight.” He said and his word were true. My first drink came and I held it to my lips. The mans arm was still around my shoulder. I took a small sip. “What kinda sip it that gulp it big manly gulps!” He yelled. I took a big gulp of the beer, I didn’t really enjoy the taste, but I had to pretend for the hot man next to me. “What’s you name kid” He asked me.

“Mike” I said as I took another big ‘Manly’ gulp of the beer.

“Grant” He said as he took the arm off my shoulder and took a gulp of his own beer. “Phil your killing me we need some refills” He said to the bartender who looked at me and shook his head, I was a little confused. Phil brought us two more beers. “chug the rest of that one, there’s a fresh new one here.”

About an hour and five beers later I was so drunk I couldn’t even stand on my own two feet. Grant on the other hand didn’t seem even slightly inebriated. He had lit up another pipe, and I didn’t even pretend not to stare. Without even thinking about it I began to stroke my crotch through my jeans. I had to stop because was so hard I thought I would cum if I touched it again. Grant was watching me with a smile on his face. I was glad to find he wasn’t upset. Knowing that if he got to pissed he might walk out and I would be stuck paying for all the beer I had consumed.

“I gotta pee” I said and tried to stand up, I fell almost immediately as all the men around the bar laughed.

“I gotcha” Grant said as he pulled me up, he practically dragged me through the bar to the bathroom and propped me up against the wall. He was still smoking the pipe and he blew it in my face again I began to pee. This time I breathed it all right in. I choked a little, but I was really beginning to like the smell and taste of his smoke. I stood there till long after I was done peeing, breathing in the smoke.

Rock hard again I began to stroke. Grant began to pull my cloths off. First my shirt then he began on my pants. Before I know it I was standing naked in the mens room stroking off. I suddenly worried for a moment that somebody would walk in. He handed my his pipe.

“hold this for me for a bit.” He said I looked at it, he shoved it in my mouth. I had no idea how to smoke it, but I tired to do my best. He bent over and began to lick my feet. Sucking on my toes. His muscled arms where stronger than they looked, he seemed to be holding me up quite well.

I kept smoking his pipe, coughing a little, and barely keeping it lit. he backed me into the corner. I knew there was something wrong with this. I was drunk, naked, smoking, and having sex in the mens room of a bar full of people. Grant had begun to lick up to my ankles. I knew I should be more worried about this, but I was so drunk, and just couldn’t seem to worry. I almost dropped the pipe in my mouth and caught it fumbling to get it back into my mouth. I hadn’t looked at Grant, it was nearly impossible to look down so I just looked straight ahead. Grant began to jerk me off as he licked and I blew my load in a matter of moment.

I felt Grants mouth all over my thighs. I couldn’t seem to figure out how he could be doing that. I bit down on the pipe and looked down at him. To my surprise his entire mouth was gripped around my hips and moving up to my waist. I realized that I couldn’t seem to bring my self to care about anything that was going on. I knew something must have been in my drinks but I didn’t care. I just kept smoking his pipe.

He picked me up with his muscular arms and began to let gravity do the work. I slid down his throat as he gulped me down. Big Manly gulps pulling me in . I only a matter of minutes I am sliding down, only my head hangs out of his mouth. He swallows with all his might pulling my head down in.

He grabs his pipe out of my mouth and begins to smoke it again. I slid down into his stomach, and there I remain. The air in his stomach is acrid and full of smoke. I’m waist deep in the very beer I had been sharing with this bear of a man. I know soon I will be digested, and be part of this man… one hell of a first bar trip.

The End