Bad Ethics, Worse Blowjobs and a Happy Ending [MF]

Hey, it’s Mark*

You might know me from a previous story here. I’m back with a one-off story this time while I decide which larger story I’ll write about in the future. This one just felt perfect for Valentine’s Day. As per usual, all names and distinct features are altered to preserve anonymity. Also, dialogue did not actually take place in English, so I’m translating/paraphrasing.

**Story:**

So one lonely Saturday night (about a month ago actually), I was pretty damn bored and decided I’d just go out and hit the club. It’s something I seldom do despite actually really enjoying it because it can get pretty boring alone and as mentioned before I don’t really have friends. This also means that most of my club experience comes from going with a girlfriend and as a result I absolutely suck at getting women on the dance floor. I’m much better when they’re at the sidelines or sitting at the bar because I can actually talk to them there. But I also really just enjoy dancing and would claim to be quite good at it, so I often just do that alone in the crowd and if I’m lucky, I might meet the rare specimen that goes up to men on their own accord (this differs from country to country, my home is rather conservative).

Roadtrip of a Lifetime, The End [MF]

I managed to keep it in three parts total, yay. Here are [Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a8pxrv/roadtrip_of_a_lifetime_mf/) and [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a9reld/roadtrip_of_a_lifetime_part_2_mf/). Enjoy.

**Story:**

So after we had our fun, Erin and I made way towards Napier and only managed to get there really late in the evening. For a while, I was actually worried that I might not be able to check-in into the hostel I had booked, though we ultimately made it in time. The drive itself was decidedly unremarkable, especially when compared to before. We had gotten dressed again and tried to mostly avoid talking about sex. I think we both knew it would’ve ended with me pounding her by the roadside and we were seeing a lot more cars now. Seems like neither of us wanted to risk it. I was also starting to get tired. I had been driving for almost half a day in total by now.

Arriving in Napier, the check-in went without a hassle; Erin even managed to get into the same room as me. That presented a somewhat different problem however. As I hadn’t expected to need privacy, I had just taken the cheapest room, with 8 beds in total, by way of 4 bunk beds. Thankfully, only 3 others beds were occupied, so I managed to secure a bottom bed for myself and Erin picked the one above me.

Roadtrip of a Lifetime, Part 2 [MF]

So I didn’t quite manage it in time for Christmas but had finally time on Boxing Day! Part 1 can be found [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a8pxrv/roadtrip_of_a_lifetime_mf/).

**Story:**

As I drove down the slope towards the beach, a problem presented itself. Other cars were parked there. I let out a frustrated sigh once I saw people on the beach. Erin bit her lip.

“Well that didn’t go as planned.”

“A swim it is then”, I said.

I parked the car and we got out to grab the necessities, swimming trunks, towels and the like and most importantly, sunscreen. For those of you who don’t know, New Zealand has much the same problem as Australia when it comes to the hole in the ozone layer and despite it not being summer then she could still easily burn your skin off.

The beach itself was pretty nice. It was a small bay, flanked by two cliffsides with a few rocks strewn around. Aside from us there were two other groups, one that looked like a family with some smaller kids and one that I assumed were backpackers like us. We picked a spot at the margins and got changed. I’ve had lots of practice changing inside a towel and was already done when Erin had just changed into her bikini bottoms and still wore her top.

Roadtrip of a Lifetime [MF]

**Preface:**

Since I’m new here (as I just discovered this sub and immediately made an account for it), I’ll start with some background info although both here and in my stories I will always omit information that could be used to identify anyone. For posterity’s sake, my name will be Mark*

My sex life is a bit weird with its ups and downs as I, which should become obvious from my stories, don’t really have friends and as such tend to have trouble meeting people the normal way. It’s not really that I’m socially awkward, I’m actually pretty confident in myself, I just grew up isolated and never really learned how you turn acquaintances into friends. The country I live in also doesn’t help. I’d definitely describe myself as attractive, if a bit on the shorter side (175cm) and too thin for my personal liking (I have massive troubles gaining weight). Oh I’m also comfortably below 30, so I still have lots of time to work on that.

Be all that as it may, my social isolation means that I often more stumbled into these situations than actively sought them out which however tended to make them very memorable. This subreddit also gives me the opportunity to share my experiences with someone (even if their nature means it’ll have to be anonymous).