CHAPTER TWO
We've known Sebastian and Ray for years. We're all just mates; they're not a couple or anything. Each is single at the moment and I'm sure they won't mind me telling you that they've been round the block a bit. Seb is totally unshockable, but Ray is a bit more vanilla, and I knew I'd have to ease him gently into my plans for the rest of the evening.
"Where's the youngster then Graeme?" asked Seb (oh yeah, for the purpose of this story, my name is Graeme - sorry I forgot to mention it earlier), "Or do we just call him 'victim'?".
"Ah, funny you should mention that Seb; he does seem to be planning on staying over at ours tonight as it happens. I've just sent him on a little errand first - he'll be back in a minute, then I thought a couple of drinks at ours before we hit the bars?".
Everyone nodded their agreement at this plan. I had a quick chance to whisper to Dan that I'd planned some 'entertainment' for us with Noah. Dan & I had been together for many years and we'd often played around with threesomes, so I knew he'd be cool about tonight. I let him know though that this was going to be more of an 'observational' one for him this time, and he grinned his assent. Just for the record, I love that man so much.
I also took the time to quietly let Ray know that we'd be having a little fun with the boy, and that whilst there would be some bare flesh on display, there'd definitely be no outright sex. It's weird isn't it how sometimes sex with a total stranger is fine, but the idea of doing it with, or even just in front of, a close mate is a complete turn off?
Anyway, just then Noah returned - his face flushed a bright, beetroot red.
The four of us looked at him. For me it was an expectant look as I made eye contact and held my hand out flat in the middle of our small circle of friends.
"You have something for me then Noah?".
He cleared his throat nervously and handed me some garish item, balled up in his fist. I might have known that he'd be the red silk boxers type - given the rest of his outfit choices, I shouldn't have been surprised.
I slowly unfolded it for inspection in front of him and the others. From the look on his face, I'm sure he was praying for the ground to open up and swallow him there and then.
"Good boy. Well done".
Seb and Ray stood there too, looking at each other as if to say "is that what we think it is?". Dan, bless him, had seen me pull this trick before (as it were), and just beamed at me, grinning.
To help clarify things for Seb and Ray, I slowly folded the boxers so the buttons of the fly were uppermost, and raised them to sniff at the small damp patch that was now evident there.
"Hmm. Very nice Noah - it doesn't smell of pee, so I'm guessing that must be pre-cum. I can still remember what being a teenager was like. Let's get you back to ours before you soak those fancy trousers of yours".
And with that we were off into the cold night air. It was about a fifteen minute walk to the flat, and I was busy thinking about what new mischief I could sow without going too far.
Then it hit me - I had a plan.
"Oh yeah", I said nonchalantly to the assembled group as the five of us walked on, "Noah was telling me in the pub that he's a bit of a naturist".
I looked over to Noah and winked at my outright lie, giving him the message to play along.
"Oh really?", said Dan - his tone simultaneously indicating that he knew there was a game being played here, and that he was in.
"Um, yes", muttered Noah, perfectly adopting the role of willing victim.
Great, I'd gotten him to agree, so he couldn't really back down now. I butted in before he could continue, saying to everyone "That's right - he was telling me how he just loves to be totally nude indoors whenever possible".
"Wow", said Ray, "yes, that IS interesting", clearly warming to my little scheme and the unfolding prospect of some naked boy-flesh on display.
"You guys don't mind do you if he, you know, drops them when we get back to ours - after all, we're all boys together, right, and it'd be nice to make our guest feel comfortable?".
This was met with a chorus of grunts and nods of approvals from everyone except Noah, who once again was chewing on that sexy bottom lip of his.
I let the others get slightly ahead, so I could talk to Noah and reassure him.
"Really, it'll be fine -- I hope this is the kind of fun you wanted - just think of it like getting changed at the swimming pool. It'll please me a lot, and I promise you it'll just be looking by the guys - no touching. Trust me, yeah?".
He nodded assent, but I could see the fear there too.
I don't think my cock had ever been harder.
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