The Party (Patreon)

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My parents were pretty excited that my little brother was finally growing out of that grumpy, hormonal teenage stage. They were even more excited that he was having his eighteenth birthday party in the house, but I knew that my spoiled little brother was only doing it to butter our folks up so that they'd get him a car.

Regardless, at twenty five it had been quite a while since I'd gotten drunk with a bunch of teenagers, but I wasn't one to turn down a party, so I got comfortable with a beer as our house slowly became infested with teenage boys.

Thankfully, being gay wasn't an issue in my family so everybody already knew about me. My brother teased me a bit, but it was all in jest, and we usually got on relatively well. As I sat in the living room listening to the hideous music taste of a bunch of eighteen year olds, my eyes found Ethan.

I didn't recognise him. I certainly would have remembered, if I had. He was rather short, with black hair cut tight in the same fashion that every teenager in the country seemed to have. He was impressively handsome, too, and if I'm being honest, I couldn't take my eyes off him.

The only reason I knew his name was because I'd heard one of the other guys calling him, but I continued to glance over at him every so often and he remained blissfully unaware.

As the night went on, the group became more and more intoxicated, as did I. I wasn't particularly shy, but after a few beers, I became a bit of a talker, so within a few hours I found myself conversing with two drunk teens, giving them some stellar life advice from the perspective of an old man like me.

"Wanna play a drinking game?"

The voice came from behind me, and when I turned around I found Ethan standing there smiling. Up this close, he was even hotter, but I did my best to push that aside, and stood up to let him play whatever game he was planning with his two pals.

"You too" he called after me, which was a bit of a shock, "the four of us can play".

I shrugged, but being invited to do anything with this guy was already exciting me. I sat back down and he pulled a chair up beside me.

"It's called The Ultimate Drinking Game" he explained, and the other two nodded as though they had played it before. "It's pretty simple" Ethan continued, "you pick a number between one and one hundred, and whatever it is on the list, you have to answer or do, if you don't, you drink".

He pulled out his phone and looked at one of the other guys. "You're up".

"Sixty nine" the red head said smugly. Teenagers, huh?

Ethan searched through the list on his phone before a grin spread across his face.

"Pick a player to search through your phone".

The poor young man gawped at Ethan before sheepishly handing his phone to his friend next to him. His friend who was seemingly a lot more excited about the prospect than he was. After a few minutes of scrolling, the young man laughed and handed the phone back.

"Your dick is tiny, bro" he teased, and the young red head turned redder.

"Alright, you" Ethan said, looking at me.

"Twelve" I shrugged, acting as though such childish games were beneath me.

Ethan scrolled through the list and nodded.

"Let another player spit their drink into your mouth" he chuckled.

How unhygienic. I considered taking a drink in forfeit, until the idea of Ethan coming anywhere near my mouth made my cock twitch.

"Fine" I said, and watched as Ethan took a mouthful of his own beer and stood up.

He gestured at me to open my mouth, something I was only too happy to do, and a moment later, through muffled laughter, Ethan squirted his beer into my mouth and I gulped it down. As gross as it was, it was pretty damn hot, too.

The game continued for a while, with confessions, embarrassing stories and even some light flashing going on, until finally we'd exhausted most of the numbers.

"Where's your bathroom?" Ethan asked as the other two left to find some cake.

"Out here" I replied, and walked out into the hallway, "just upstairs, straight ahead".

Ethan got to the bottom of the stairs and glanced at me. The hallway was empty, so it was only the two of us.

"Show me" he said, "or I'll get lost".

"It's literally straight ahead, man" I laughed, until I realised that Ethan wasn't just looking for directions.

"Show me anyway" he smiled, and my heart began to race.

"Uh... Sure" I nodded, and followed him up the stairs.

When we got to the bathroom door, I pointed at it and laughed, but it was quite evident that I was nervous.

"Go in" he said with a nod of his head, and now I was really nervous.

Ethan locked the door behind us and stared at me for a moment. I stared back at him with a confused look on my face, but if this was going where I thought it was going, there was nothing confusing about it.

"Your brother says your gay" he said calmly, walking by me to the toilet and pulling out his cock. "Are you?"

As Ethan began to piss, I imagined what the view was like from the front.

"Um... Yeah" I told him, "I am".

Silence fell for a moment before he shook off the last of his pee and flushed the toilet. When he turned around, my eyes widened.

He hadn't bothered putting his cock back in his pants. It hung out from the top, wet with urine and decently sized. He wasn't huge, but it was certainly a hot cock.

"How about some head before we go back downstairs?" He asked, and even though this is exactly what I had hoped for, I couldn't hide the shock on my face.

"H... Head?" I replied, feeling my cock stiffen.

"You get on your knees and suck my cock until I cum in your mouth" he explained, but I was well aware what head was.

"Y... You're gay?" I asked him and he shook his head.

"Is it gay to get your dick sucked?" He asked with a smirk, and waved his flaccid cock at me.

"No, I guess not".

Ethan stepped closer to me, slowly jerking his cock and put his hand on my shoulder.

"Don't tell your brother" he said, and I shook my head and got down on my knees.

This was amazing. I'd had hookups in the past, but something about being on my knees in front of a straight eighteen year old was mind blowing. He let go of his cock and the rest was up to me.

I leaned in, inhaling the light musk of the teen until my lips found the soft flesh of his cock, and I sucked it into my mouth.

Holy fuck he tasted amazing. He leaned back against the sink, his soft cock sliding into my throat as I sucked it, and after a few delicious moments, he began to stiffen.

He was probably about six inches long, which allowed me to take his entire cock in my throat without much gagging. He was hairless so my nose pushed against his smooth groin as he gasped.

"Fuck, that's hot" he moaned, looking down at me.

I pulled my head back, allowing his wet rod to glide across my tongue, and plunged down again, eliciting a strong moan from him once again.

The longer I sucked Ethan's cock, the more pre-cum he began to feed me. It was thicker and stronger than mine, and each gulp felt like I was swallowing a load of cum. It was mesmerising, and tasted fantastic.

After around ten minutes of pleasuring the teenager, he took me by the head and began fucking my throat. For his size, he was quite strong, and after a while, he took full control and thrust violently into my mouth.

I was gagging now, choking on the boy's wet prick as he impaled me. Spit and pre-cum spilled down my chin, pouring onto my pants where my own cock was begging for release.

Ethan was grunting loudly now and I was thankful for the horrendous music blaring downstairs.

"I'm gonna cum" he gasped, his heavy balls smacking off my chin, "swallow it".

He didn't have to tell me twice. As the young man ferociously fucked my face, I felt him tense up, and he froze in place as his cock expanded in my mouth.

"Oh fuck!" He moaned, and the first thick rope of cum splashed from his swollen cock head and sprayed the walls of my throat.

I gulped it down happily, tasting his young sperm as it drooled into my stomach. The next gush of cum rushed from him, and it was even larger than the first.

My mouth filled with the delicious seed as Ethan fucked more and more of it into me. Each time I swallowed, more of it pooled in my mouth, until finally, he sighed contently and pulled it out.

"Clean it" he said, breathlessly, and being told what to do by an eighteen year old would have normally infuriated me, but this was different.

I took Ethan's semi erect cock back into my mouth as he gasped, and began slurping up the spillages of cum, pre-cum and spit. When I'd swallowed it all down, Ethan inspected his soft prick and nodded.

"Good boy" he said, and slipped it back into his pants.

When I stood up, Ethan unlocked the door and looked at me.

"Not a word of this to your brother" he said quietly, "I don't want him getting jealous".

Without another word, Ethan left the bathroom and returned to the party.

I gawped at myself in the mirror as a trail of cum dripped from my chin.

Holy shit.