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Straight Male / 30
My Sleep Drunk Encounter
This was years ago when I was living in a townhome with few roommates. I was 20-22 when I was living there. I’m 30 now. We had the best time living there. I dont keep in touch with them anymore. We would always have kickbacks, parties, get together soon you name it.
I would always be the heavy drinker, always pass out with hangovers in the morning. But, I had this housemate I’ll name him Paul. He was outgoing, always was the life of the party. We got along. But the one thing i didn’t realize was that he never hooked up with anyone at the parties.
Fast forward, I remember this one get together we had at the place, I was taking shots, after shots after shots. That I blacked out. They told they had to carry me to my room. The next morning when I woke up, I woke up with this big headache, and also noticed I was barefoot. My shoes on the floor, but my socks nowhere to be found. I didn’t think too much of it, but strange nonetheless. Didn’t suspect anything.
After the party I noticed Paul was acting a little strange with me. He was still talking to me and everything, but as if he was a little distant. I wasn’t thinking anything of it, I though I had said something to him they upset him while I was drunk. But we were good nonetheless.
A month later we had this big party for one of my friends. A lot of us were getting wasted after drinks and games. We had s blast. I didn’t drink too much. But Paul kept giving me shots. Which I took. I got drunk, and remember going to my room and just passed out. People were leaving, some passed out.
As I’m sleeping, I felt something. I’m half drunk and half asleep. I wasn’t fully awake, not fully aware of what was going on. I felt something on my feet. I felt my socks being pulled off. I dozed off again, and felt something on my feet. I’m slowly waking into consciousness but with everything spinning at the same time. I feel someone at my feet, I felt a tongue on my toes, and on my soles. I felt fingers tracing up and down. I didn’t know what to make of it. Was I dreaming? I remember mumbling something. Felt nothing, it stopped.
I know I wasn’t dreaming. I’m trying to wake up and trying to make sense of this slowly. But this time I heard my door open. Thought I saw something, I rolled over to my back and trying to see but I didn’t see anything, it was a blurry. I was dozing off again.
Then I felt something again on my feet, I was twitching my foot. Out of reaction. Then I felt it again, on my toes. I mustered what consciousness i had and opened my eyes. I was in disbelief. I was half awake and half asleep. Was I dreaming? Is this real? Paul was licking and sucking on my toes. While I was asleep. Tried to get up but my body wasn’t responding, everything was spinning again. I felt fingers running down my soles. I remember pulling my feet away. Dozed off again. And once again I feel a finger, I got up and woke up this time. But no one was there. I must of spooked him away. I felt my feet and toes wet and my saw my shoes and socks on the floor.
To this day I dont know who it was. I couldn’t ask around of what happened. Seemed embarrassing. I’m sure it was Paul. I never asked him. Eventually I moved out. I sometimes wondered who it was.
I would always be the heavy drinker, always pass out with hangovers in the morning. But, I had this housemate I’ll name him Paul. He was outgoing, always was the life of the party. We got along. But the one thing i didn’t realize was that he never hooked up with anyone at the parties.
Fast forward, I remember this one get together we had at the place, I was taking shots, after shots after shots. That I blacked out. They told they had to carry me to my room. The next morning when I woke up, I woke up with this big headache, and also noticed I was barefoot. My shoes on the floor, but my socks nowhere to be found. I didn’t think too much of it, but strange nonetheless. Didn’t suspect anything.
After the party I noticed Paul was acting a little strange with me. He was still talking to me and everything, but as if he was a little distant. I wasn’t thinking anything of it, I though I had said something to him they upset him while I was drunk. But we were good nonetheless.
A month later we had this big party for one of my friends. A lot of us were getting wasted after drinks and games. We had s blast. I didn’t drink too much. But Paul kept giving me shots. Which I took. I got drunk, and remember going to my room and just passed out. People were leaving, some passed out.
As I’m sleeping, I felt something. I’m half drunk and half asleep. I wasn’t fully awake, not fully aware of what was going on. I felt something on my feet. I felt my socks being pulled off. I dozed off again, and felt something on my feet. I’m slowly waking into consciousness but with everything spinning at the same time. I feel someone at my feet, I felt a tongue on my toes, and on my soles. I felt fingers tracing up and down. I didn’t know what to make of it. Was I dreaming? I remember mumbling something. Felt nothing, it stopped.
I know I wasn’t dreaming. I’m trying to wake up and trying to make sense of this slowly. But this time I heard my door open. Thought I saw something, I rolled over to my back and trying to see but I didn’t see anything, it was a blurry. I was dozing off again.
Then I felt something again on my feet, I was twitching my foot. Out of reaction. Then I felt it again, on my toes. I mustered what consciousness i had and opened my eyes. I was in disbelief. I was half awake and half asleep. Was I dreaming? Is this real? Paul was licking and sucking on my toes. While I was asleep. Tried to get up but my body wasn’t responding, everything was spinning again. I felt fingers running down my soles. I remember pulling my feet away. Dozed off again. And once again I feel a finger, I got up and woke up this time. But no one was there. I must of spooked him away. I felt my feet and toes wet and my saw my shoes and socks on the floor.
To this day I dont know who it was. I couldn’t ask around of what happened. Seemed embarrassing. I’m sure it was Paul. I never asked him. Eventually I moved out. I sometimes wondered who it was.
# 57672 - by Mr_Blah123 / April 4, 2022
