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After The Party---an original story by AOL's HOTboyTOBY
Chris was a 20 year old college student wtih a secret. He didn't dare tell his two roomates that he was gay. It simply wasn't the thing that was done. Chris was fairly sure that his female roomie would take it okay; however his other roomate was his kid brother. Chris was too afraid to tell him, as that he was not out to his parents.
Chris and his roomies, Ray and Lisa, decided to have a big Halloween party despite the rainy weather. All of their friends were invited, and most showed up. The two story rental house was crammed full of dozens of people, some in costume, some not. Lisa, being the good host had plenty of food and booze for her guests. Ray was involved in a heavy petting session with his girlfriend, and then there was Chris. Chris mainly just kept watch on everything and didn't drink too much. He especially kept his eye on the hot college guys that had came to the party.
As the party went into the wee hours of the morning, the guest began to slowly file out. Ray left with his girlfriend for a night of passion at her apartment. Chris and Lisa looked around them at the mess that was left. Lisa quickly suggested that they leave it alone till morning. Chris agreed and both went upstairs. It was then that Chris noticed how much the beer had affected Lisa. Eventually, he managed to get her to her bedroom and she quickly fell asleep.
Chris tried to go to sleep, but couldn't. He threw on a robe and headed back downstairs to clean up a bit. After working a while, he was startled by a knock at the door. Opening it, there was Jimmy, a friend of his brother. JImmy was wet from the rain and had his hands full with a partial 12 pack of Bud Lite. He came in and Chris told him that the party had died an hour and a half ago. It was obvious that Jimmy had been at another party. When he said that he would be heading home, Chris quickly suggested that he was too wasted to drive and that he should crash here. JImmy put up a bit of an arguement, but quickly gave in. Chris was afraid that Ray would return, so rather than placing Jimmy in his brother's bed, he took him to his own room.
Jimmy was a great looking young man. He had shoulder length brown hair, a thin but muscular build, and a great smile. But tonight, Chris did not see these things in him. Instead, he only saw a drunken 17 year old. Chris' main worry was that Jimmy would throw up on his bed.
When they got to the bed, Chris helped Jimmy out of his damp t-shirt, then pulled off his shoes, socks, and then unbuttoned his jeans. It was when he was doing this that it first struck him what a big basket Jimmy had. As he undid the last button and slid down the jeans revealing a tight pair of low rise briefs, Chris had an urge to grab Jimmy's groin and give it a good workout. But no, not under these circumstances.. Chris pushed the nearly unconcious Jimmy over onto the far side of the bed and cut out the light. Jimmy was asleep almost immediately and Chris soon followed him.
Sometime that night, Chris was awoken by the sound of Jimmy's voice. "Come on baby, I need it. Come on, come on. Please," and then mumbling. Jimmy had moved in the night over next to Chris and was on his back. Chris rolled over to face him. In the dim light of the room, Chris could see that Jimmy had kicked off the sheet and blanket. He clicked on a small light to find the blanket on the floor. It was then that he noticed Jimmy's briefs.
The thin fabric could not hold the length of Jimmy's now hard cock. it was at least seven inches long, maybe eight. With each beat of Jimmy's heart, his tool would bounce and throb. Chris' own manhood was soon swelling. He gazed down on the sleeping adonis next to him. About an inch or two of his dick was sticking out of the waistband. Then again, more mumbling, "come on, mmm, mmm, please," It was too much for Chris.
He nervously reached a hand out layed it over Jimmy's groin. It was hot and he could feel the cock underneath throb. Chris slipped a finger under the waistband and pulled downward. It wasn't easy, but he managed to get the briefs down to his ankles. Jimmy stirred, Chris was sure that he would wake up and pound him, but all that happened was Jimmy slid his legs apart a bit and bent his knee. Chris took his first good look at Jimmy's groin.
Jimmy had a thin waist and a narrow trail of hair running form his navel down to his dark bush of pubes. His cock was unlike Chris'. Chris' dick was long, round, and had a fat plum sized head on it. Jimmy's had a very thick shaft, but a small pointed head on the end.
Chris licked the palm of his hand and began to glide along the length of his own hard tool. After only a few strokes, Jimmy's cock began to shrink. Chris couldn't have that happen, so he again slickened his hand with saliva and took the half hard cock into his palm. The difference between the feel of their cocks was immense. After a few tugs, JImmy again gained a nice boner. Chris figured that if he was going to jack off his brother's friend, he might as well suck him off as well. Besides, if he woke up, Chris could always blame it on the beer.
Chris pivoted on bed to bring his head over Jimmy. Holding the base of JImmy's tool, he carefully guided the long cock into his warm mouth. It fully filled him. Chris began his best tongue lashing and bobbing of his head. Jimmy did not move at all, but a low moan escaped his lips. As Chris sucked on the thick shaft, paying close attention to the underside of the small head, he jacked on the base of the mighty dick. After a few minutes, JImmy began to stir. Chris was sure that he was caught, but Jimmy's body suddenly stiffened and Chris felt the first glob of cum hit the back of his throat. Chris sucked every one of the nine or ten hefty spurts of jism out of Jimmy. Chris released the shrinking cock from his lips.
As he tugged the breifs back up, he could still taste the tangy, salty taste of the young stud in his bed. Chris fell back asleep and was content to relive the time again in his dreams.
The next morning, Chris woke up as Jimmy got out of bed. "Morning", "Good morning". Chris wondered if Jimmy knew what had occurred. If so, he gave no hint at it. Chris decided to give Jimmy the chance to get dressed and leave, while he grabbed a shower. He went into the ajoining bath and got into the shower. It felt great. Chris soaped up his firm body and let his hands slide down over his lengthening cock. He had not shot his load last night and was still horny.
Much to his surprise, the shower curtain was pulled back and Jimmy stepped into the shower with him. Chris then knew that it was not he that was being sneaky last night, but Jimmy. reached a big arm around Chris' body and caught his cock in his hand. "My turn, " he said as he gave Chris' six and a half inch cock a few tentative strokes. As Chris turned to face him, Jimmy dropped to his knees. He took almost all of Chris into his mouth the first time. Then Jimmy would let the shaft slide almost all the way out slowly and then quickly slide back down the shaft. Jimmy's beard stubble added more stimulation to Chris' balls when Jimmy took the entire length. As he sucked, Jimmy slid a long finger up Chris' ass and pressed it upon that most sensitive spot. The prostate massage was too much and Chris began to fill Jimmy's mouth with hot spunk.
Jimmy swallowed most of it and told Chris to turn around. He continued to finger Chris' asshole--sliding first two, then three fingers into it. JImmy used a bit of spit to lube his tool and pressed the pointed head against the puckering hole. It slid in the first two inches without much problems, but when it got to the particularly wide part ofhis shaft, jimmy had to push to get it in. Chris whined a combination of pain and pleasure. Jimmy managed to get it all the way in and began to pump. The combination of the sex, the steam, the shower, and the hot body of Chris brought Jimmy to the edge sooner than he wanted.
"Fuck!" he said as he pulled out of Chris' behind and grabbed his dick. Chris took hold of Jimmy's balls as JImmy gave his dick two quick tugs, then shot his load onto Chris' flat stomach. They washed each other off and towelled off.
Jimmy got dressed and left, but Chris knew that he would be back. And indeed, he returned many more times over the next few months. But those are other tales.