She said, "I wanna have BroCode."

This is a real event that happened this week.

My 3y old relationship came to an end seven months ago and I took it badly. I had started day drinking avoided friends and families and immersed myself in work and gaming.

My friend invited me to a house party to cheer me up and meet new people. I didn't know many people there and after some introduction and casual talks, I quickly got high. I sat in one part of the room, vibing to the music. I wasn't looking for any company that night and was looking forward to play my usual games until my eyes hurt, head aches and then go to bed with my PC and lights still on, till morning. Happened one too many times.

My ex's best guy friend came and we started talking. He's this artsy guy who completed his degree in Fashion designing and now works as designer in this Botique dress store his college mates opened in the city. After few minutes he confessed he had a thing for me but since I was in relationship with his best friend, he kept quiet. He was also nervous I'd reject him and insult his orientation. I told him I'm heterosexual but no offence to them and, don't hate LGBTQ people.

He made a move. It was unexpected, I wasn't thinking straight (lol). We went to his place and I hooked up with him in that drunken state. Terrible mistake is what anyone would have thought. But, it turned out to be best mistake I made. I realized I like femboys also. Since then me and this cute artsy femboy has steady FWB going on.

He is so good in giving head, I get all giddy with strong orgasms. I'm still confused about my sexuality. I get attracted to both girls and guys. But I think I wanna get into a relationship with a girl more than a guy. Hell it's only girl if it's a serious relationship. That's for sure. I don't know what that makes me. Honestly, who cares.?

My ex confronted me around 4 months ago and I didn't even hesitate to accept. She tried to say something and she was fumbling and mumbling all over the place. She cut the call. Didn't call back. She was pissed beyond my imagination (or at least that's what I was told).

When we broke up, it was a respectful mutual breakup without demonizing each other. Nobody called names to anyone. She was very emotional that day and tear were flowing without control. But we seperate on good terms and vowed to not speak again.

But one night, about a month ago, she drunk called and cried her eyes out again blaming herself this time for what I have become. I couldn't do anything except console her that this is who I am right now and told her she wasn't the reason I have turned out to be like this, sexually and that it wasn't her who did this to me. She said she doesn't believe my answer.

Fast forward 3 days back, my current partner (femboy) was out of town and my ex was back in town (got to know after seeing her status. We had unblocked each other since that drunk call although neither of us texted.

I sent a message to see what's going on in her life. We both know each others' families well. Both of our families knew about us also (friends part not the relationship part although her mom suspected something more is going on. Since both of our families were well settled, and her parents didn't have any reason to suspect my character, they were okay I think. Not sure. Anyway, one thing led to another and we decided to catch up in evening.

Went to our fav restobar. Had couple of drinks and conversations just flowed like it used to before. It felt like nothing had happened between us. I told her I missed us hanging out like this. By 8pm I dropped her. Couldn't say hi to uncle and aunty as I was slightly drunk. I went to my apartment, played and slept. Lights and PC still on.

The next day she texted me for lunch. We reached our usual place at around 1pm. Interestingly, the last time she met me she was in black t shirt and blue jeans (its her all time fav clothes combo), hair just tied in a messy bun, moisturiser and sunscreen and a light lip gloss. One bindi on forehead and that's it. It's her usual outfit.

But this time she wore dress, styled her hair, wore heels and had done makeup as well. Was she on a date? What is she trying to tell me without telling me? I wondered.

When we came to our table, instead of sitting on opposite side like she always did in later time of our relationship, she chose to sit by my side and hugged by arm like she did in the beginning of our relationship. I almost yelled "let's get back together, I really miss you". I controlled myself.

When the time for order came, I asked whether she wanna have any drinks. She nodded. I ordered my usual whiskey and was about to order her usual Bacardi cranberry.

She said she wanna have BroCode.

Something twitched in my pants.

Back story: the first time we both tried BroCode we were so high, we had first drunk sex at our friends place. Since then, "I wanna have a BroCode this time" is our secret code to either go have drunk sex or if we were in any house party then it's let's get away from this boring crowd, get drunk and fuck each other senseless.

When she said that now after our breakup I had instant boner. Sure I had a fling post breakup and then a fwb with a femboy, I wanted her again. I craved her tough, her kiss her body her everything. I coughed and asked again. She saw me in my fucking eyeball and said she wanna have BroCode.

I ordered whiskey, Bacardi cranberry for both of us (waiter was confused lol) and starters. We hurriedly finished 2 drinks each and the starters. We then took Biriyani parcel, some more booze outside and took a cab to my apartment. During entire journey I couldn't take my hands off her thighs, squeezing and feeling her up and down.

Once we reached the apartment, I put our sex Playlist, made drinks and started drinking. By the end of 2nd peg we both were sufficiently high and out of our clothes in no time. And went at it like hungry animals.

Since I last saw her she had put on some weight and it was clearly visible in her stomach and hips. When I held her waist and started feeling her flesh she made face for her putting on weight. I jokingly teased her that I loved what breakup has done to her. I'm loving the current fat version of her more than the past slim version. She showed fake anger and started aggressively biting and kissing. She bites when she gets aggressive.

I peeled her panties off and she was smooth af down there. I raised my eyebrows and she told she shaved the day I texted her.

Hmm she had already decided to fuck me long before I even thought such a moment would come. I fell straight in her trap. Dumbass. I was grinning ear to ear at this point.

She was already wet down there.

When we were in relationship we had vanilla sex almost all the time. She'd always tell she felt good and would stop me in between, breath heavily for few moments and then run to washroom to pee. I'd tell her she's not allowing herself to reach the peak of pleasure. She'd always say she gets peeing sensation and that she doesn't want to pee on a bed.

This time it was going to be different. I was not gonna let her go whatever may come. Mentally I had already decided to even change my mattress if it means she'd have an orgasm. I had decided to not let her go, not listen to her and just keep going.

Before y'all accuse me of assaulting her, know that she was my girlfriend. I loved her from the bottom of my heart and know her inside out. I know what's her hard no and what's fake no. I'm sensible enough to know when to push through her no and assess her reaction and backoff if she's clearly uncomfortable even slightly. I'm not a r@pist for God's sake.

I started with sucking her breasts. She pulled my hair with excitement. I bit them, pulled them out, pinched them took turns between the two and by the end she had multiple hickeys on her boobies.

I then moved down to her stomach and thighs licking and biting on the way and was careful to not go near her crotch. She was going mad with all the teasing at this point.

When I finally touched her between her pussy lips she let out an animalistic sigh and barked at me "God I missed this so much. Give it to me baby. Fuck me with all the anger you have on me. Fuck me like you wanna hurt me badly". My past self would have yelled "I don't hate you baby. I don't wanna hurt you. I love you". I wasn't gonna say any of those this time.

I hooked by finger and started fingering her. Within few seconds She arched her back and started moving her hips in sync with my fingering. I started squeezing her boobs and pinching her nipples while fingering her.

She was breathing hard. I tried to suck her clit while doing her pussy and boobies but it was too much gymnastics and my back was beginning to ache. I finally let go of boobs and gave my full attention only to her clit and the pussy. I told her to pinch her nipples for me.

When I was finger fucking her pussy her juices were flowing down and had made a tiny wet spot on the pillow. Niceee... I took some of her wetness from her pussy and started rubbing her arse hole. She gasped and told not to go in that area.

When we were together, she never allowed me to go there. This time I wasn't gonna listen to her. I continued massaging her brown pucker, the previously hard grip of her hand on my shoulder, to push me away from that region was becoming softer and softer. I had gotten the answer I wanted. I parted her butt cheeks wider and in one long stroke I licked her arse hole and pussy.

She got up, held my hairs to lift me up, slapped my cheeks and kissed me deeply, biting my lips and tongue. She barked, "I told you not to go there. What the fuck are you doing?"

I pushed her back on the sack and told her to shut the fuck up. Then I started my new assault on her. I was licking her pussy and fingering her arse hole continuously. Her breaths were getting shorter and harder than ever, almost groaning in pleasure.

I started getting salty taste. She was getting close I felt.

While still fingering her arse hole, I got my comforter and put it under her bottom. My arm was beginning to ache but I was not gonna stop now. This is a crucial time. I went all in this time. I didn't listen to her at all and continued fingering her arse hole while alternating between licking her swollen clit and tongue fucking her pussyhole. She was lifting her hips higher and higher until one moment she screamed STOP and just let her go. Waves of warm liquid splattered all over my face, neck, back and over the bed. She moaned and groaned, for few seconds her crotch was still up in the air, her warm nectar flowing down between her butt cheeks and on to the comforter and bed.

She collapsed and just started laughing like crazy.

2 years of us having sex, I had never seen her like this. She felt like a different person altogether to me.

I collapsed beside her massaging my aching arm and forearm. She just hugged me and slept.

It was amusing to see a cleanliness freak now hugging me covered in her own pee, lying on pee soaked comforter and bed.

The sun had set already, sky was getting darker and darker. Our heads were still spinning. We stayed for a while in each other's arms before getting up and cleaning ourselves. We finished our biryani sitting in our undies and went to bed. But I wasn't done yet..