3 comments/ 54748 views/ 8 favorites After the After-School Party By: mrbutch In the summer, on the last day of school, the whole of the senior year decided to have a party down on the beach. I had arranged to stay the night around my friend Jason's house. Apparently his mum was working a night shift and his dad didn't really care. Not that there was anything going on between me and Jason, he was pretty gorgeous and more than a few times I had to hide my hard on when we showered together after gym. He was as straight as they come though, I tried a little flirting once but he seemed horrified and I told him I was only joking. I had decided our friendship wasn't worth risking. The party was fun, most people got roaring drunk ,I was the exception as alcohol does not agree with me at all. Jason got a girlfriend, but just for a short while – he got so plastered he was incapable of doing anything. Even to the extent that he was incapable of walking. Getting back to his house took us three times longer than it should have with me having to hold him up all the way. We eventually got back to his house and as Jason was so out of it he couldn't find his key so I had to ring the doorbell. When John, Jason's Dad, answered the door it was obvious I had woken him up. He was in his dressing gown and his hair dishevelled. I apologised profusely, trying to explain but he just took one look at Jason and said, 'Let's get him in and up to bed.' John and I hauled Jason up the stairs and in to his room, between us we managed to strip him down to his underwear and put him under the duvet. I have to confess, some pretty wild thoughts ran through my head while we were undressing Jason. I thought about when I would be alone with him in the room, he was so wasted he wouldn't know anything. I could slip my hand down into his boxers and feel that gorgeous cock of his. Hell, he was in such a stupor I could probably even slip it into my mouth and give it a good suck, he wasn't going to realise or remember in the morning. I might even be able to suck him hard and make him come in my mouth and he'd probably figure he had some kind of wet dream. I even thought about wrapping his limp hand around my cock and making him, unknowingly, jerk me off. 'I think he'll be alright,' said John, 'but I'd better stay up a while just to make sure. You want a cup of coffee Danny?'. I said that would be good and we both made our way downstairs. I sat in the lounge, on the leather sofa while John made coffee and bought it in. I was a little scared about how John would react to the state Jason was in. In fact I started babbling apologies for bringing him home like that – I must have sounded like a guilty 12 year old because John kept trying to reassure me that I had done nothing wrong. 'Danny', he said, sitting down beside me, 'Jason is responsible for his own actions. I doubt if you actually poured the stuff down his throat.' 'I know Mr Roache..' 'Call me John.' He said 'Ok, John – I still feel kinda responsible – I mean I could have kept an eye on him and told him to slow down.' 'Danny – will you please stop worrying.' With those words he put his arm around, trying to comfort me. I don't know why but I instinctively snuggled in to him. 'You are quite a worrier aren't you' he said. However the words didn't' sink in. Being so close to this guy felt good, I was snuggled up to him and as I looked down I could just see the top of his leg where his dressing gown had inadvertently opened. I leaned back to talk to him 'accidentally' putting my hand in the patch of bare flesh to balance myself. 'You are a very understanding father John.' I said, 'my Dad would have gone mad if I turned up like that.' Because he still had his arm around me our faces were close together when I spoke. 'I can't imagine anyone being mad at you Danny.' I snuggled close to him again as a sign of appreciation. For a forty year old he had a good body, I could feel the muscle there – no cuddling up to any fat. When I looked down I could see was beginning to enjoy the closeness! His arm pulled me in closer and I felt his lips touch the top of my head. God this feels good I thought. I raised my head a little so our mouths were close and opened my lips a little. John didn't need another invitation, his mouth came crashing into mine, his tongue eager to meet mine, I opened my lips a little more and let his tongue probe my mouth. His tightened his embrace pulling me hard into his body, his strong lips engulfing mine. Eventually he broke away, still holding me in his arms, and smiled at me. I smiled back and snuggled into him again, this time though I began to kiss him, first on the throat then I worked my way down to his chest. He moved his arm away so as not to stop me going further. I paused for a while so I could untie the belt on his robe, I pulled it apart and – phew! That was quite some cock he had there. I felt John's hand on my head giving me a little encouragement – not that I needed any – and I moved my lips closer so that they just touched that hot throbbing member. I kissed it gently before letting my tongue lick the length of it, just lightly to tease it, feeling it twitch against my mouth in anticipation. I kissed the length of his cock slowly working my way up to the throbbing end before opening my lips and taking it inside my salivating mouth. I had never had a dick that huge before, it wasn't that thick but so long – it must have been at least 10 inches. I worked his member with my mouth teasingly, gently moving my lips up and down as far as I could go. He tasted so good, clean but a real manly taste. I could have stayed down there for ages, I was willing him to shoot his load in my mouth but he gently pulled my head away. He kissed me again before whispering in my ear, 'I want you naked'. He tugged at my T-shirt, pulling over my head, then he pushed me back on the sofa and began to unbuckle the belt on my jeans. I just lay there, letting him do as he wished. He took my jeans off me, then I felt his hands on my boxers. Before taking them off he bent over and kissed my cock through the cotton, that felt real fine. As my boxers slid down my legs his mouth took my hard tool, this guy new how to suck cock, working it with his mouth while one hand gently caressed my balls. One half of my mind was in pure ecstasy, the other half thinking 'Hey how's a married guy know how to do this', soon though the bliss took over completely. Then suddenly, before I knew what hit me, I had this almighty orgasm and pumped my cum in to his eager mouth. I ain't never cum like that before, my whole body tremored as my juices spewed out in to John's mouth. I lay back totally spent as his lifted his head away from there and kissed me, I could taste my own cum on his lips, I threw my arms around him and returned the kiss with a passion that I had never given another guy before. I knew I couldn't be selfish so I pushed him away and backwards on to the sofa. I moved my mouth so fast on to his cock I think it took by surprise, I sucked greedily at his horny dick, while my hand worked the lower part of his shaft. Pretty soon I felt his whole body tense as his prick exploded and I drained every once of semen I could from him. We both sat up and he put his arm tight around me again and gave me a gently kiss on the lips. 'Danny – that was good' Then a realisation dawned on him 'Hey, you and Jason aren't – are you?' 'No.' I reassured him, 'besides anyone else would be a disappointment now.' He gave me another kiss. 'Well,' he said, 'it probably isn't wise for you to sleep in Jason's room tonight. I mean he might be sick or something.' 'True' I replied. 'So,' John said grinning, 'It'd be easier if you just doubled up with me for the night wouldn't it.' 'Much easier,' I replied, cuddling up closer to him. 'Only I will make sure I'm up before Mrs Roache gets home.' 'Fuck Mrs Roache' John said with some bravado. 'No,' I gave him a stern look, 'take me upstairs to you bed and fuck me.' So he did! After the After-School Party Ch. 02 The sun coming in from through the blinds the next morning woke me. I had a momentary panic as I thought 'where the hell am I', before remembering I was in John's bed. Then, as the fog cleared from my brain, I realised he had his arm around me. I moved myself a little closer in to his grip, memories coming back of the night before. After the pure urgent lust for each other downstairs, John had invited me to his bed. I had gathered my clothes from the sitting room floor and followed John still naked, Jason was well out of it, and even if he did wake up and see he would still be so drunk he would not realise what was happening. When I entered the bedroom John took me in his arms, holding me gently, and kissed me. Not the raw hard kiss he had given me before, this time caressing my mouth with his. He lowered me on to the bed and continued kissing me. I responded, letting my hands wander across his firm 42-year-old body. He pulled he closer, our naked flesh touching, there is nothing on this planet like being against somebody flesh to flesh, probably the biggest turn-on I know. It didn't take long for my cock to get hard again. John must have felt it pushing in to him, he let his hand wander down to softly stroke it. I reached down to his huge manhood, semi-hard, I copied John and started working it gently. As his cock grew so did his passion, John pulled me closer, his hand grabbing the cheek of my arse tightly forcing my groin in to his, at the same time his tongue drove harder in my mouth. As I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, I could feel his hand move between the cheeks of my arse and his finger beginning to probe my ring. At first he just let his finger run around my hole, but soon he was testing it, seeing if it would accept his touch. I pushed my hips backward, trying to encourage him and I gasped as the tip of his finger entered me. He kept a tight hold on me with one arm, finger-fucking me with the other. Suddenly the finger disappeared, I wanted to cry out 'NO' but his other hand had forced my face in to his chest. Just as suddenly his hand was back between the cheeks, and I realised what he had done. He had reached over somewhere and put some lubricant on the finger, this time it went in smoother and deeper, he repeated the process again, but this time he slipped two fingers up there. It felt so good. He pulled back a little, looked at me and raised his eyebrow, no words were necessary I knew what he wanted and I nodded ferociously. Our bodies parted and he reached in to a bedside drawer and took out a condom. John went to open it but I took it off of him. I ripped the packaging open and moved toward his huge member, kissing it before sliding the rubber over it. Then I lay back and pulled my legs wide and back so that John could fuck me. I let out a gasp as his cock penetrated me, he looked at me worried but I smiled at him. "Fuck me John. Fuck me now" I whispered. He pushed his manhood inside me, slowly, tentatively at first but lust soon took over and he rogered me, getting faster and faster, fucking me deeper and deeper. Suddenly I saw his body tense up as he shot his load into the condom. He slumped of me, looking totally exhausted. I had a raging hard on. I pushed him on to his back and kissed him gently before straddling his chest, he wanted to reach up and suck me but I pushed his head back and began to stroke my cock over his face. I kept jerking until I felt my body spasm and my cum shot all over his face. He wiped his hand over it and took some of it into his mouth but I moved his hand away and lent down toward him and used my tongue to clean him off. When I finished he kissed me, his tongue searching my mouth for the taste of my cum. The memory of the night made me hard again, but I knew John's wife, Barbara, would be home in an hour and besides it was always possible Jason would wake up. I gave John a kiss to wake him, I could see first the confusion in his eyes, then the remembrance and finally a warm smile, just before he returned the kiss. We got up and dressed quickly and were both sitting at the table in the kitchen when Barbara got home. John got up and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek, cool as anything, not a hint of the fact he'd spent the night having a gay extra-marital affair! "I'd best warn you Barb," he began, "Jason got himself in a bit of a state last night." I saw her roll her eyes heavenward. "It was lucky he had Danny with him" John continued, "Danny practically carried him home on his own." "Thanks Danny" said Barb, coming over and giving me a kiss on the cheek, "I'll give him a piece of my mind when he gets up." She gave a short laugh and winked at me. " John said, "I need to get off to work. Danny can I give you a lift?" I agreed readily. John drove me to my house, during the journey he'd told me about the hotel we'd be staying at, how things worked etc. When we reached my house his left hand stroked my leg, teasingly sliding it up and down my inner thigh. "I've got a little something in mind, I've got to run it past Barb first but I'll call you soon." I put my hand on his and squeezed it in acknowledgement. I couldn't wait.