Invitation to Enter - Part Two

As we walked towards my house my mind was working feverishly, trying to work out how I could get Mick to stay over at my place. I realised that I had probably shot myself in the foot because Mick wouldn’t stay after what James had seen. He would be afraid that even if nothing happened James would put two and two together and come up with five. Eventually we all went quiet as each one of us seemed to be lost in his own world.

Before long we arrived at my house. I was beginning to lose my boner by now and so as James dropped me to the ground I quickly tucked myself back in and fastened my trousers.

Lamely I asked “Want to come in for a nightcap? My dad has some Jack Daniels.”

The question was aimed at Mick and it sounded even more pathetic and pleading than I expected. However James was the one to answer.

“I don’t like Jack Daniels but if you have some Vodka the answer is yes!”

“Deal!” I said. Mick just shrugged his shoulders and nodded in agreement.

Capture To be honest, by now I was a little confused. I really fancied Mick and wanted nothing more than to feel the smooth head of his cock in my mouth but James seemed to be the one who was responding, and that made me take a more serious look at him. As he walked in front of me towards my front door I sneaked a look at his perfect apple shaped ass. He was smaller than me but more athletic in build. He had firm square shoulders and narrow hips. The muscles of his back were clearly visible through the thin cotton of his shirt. The expression ‘sex on legs’ popped into my head.

He stopped to let me pass and I fumbled for the keys. I opened the door quietly not sure if my parents had returned home yet or if they were in bed. A quick peak towards the garage and I could see that the car was not there. They were still out.

“So where’s the Vodka then?” Asked James. boy he was impatient! I thought. But that suited me.

I led them both into the kitchen and took the Jack Daniels out of the cupboard and the vodka out of the freezer. “Lets go up to my room.” I said. “I don’t want my dad to walk in and catch us finishing off his best drinks!”

On the way I filled a bucket with ice and grabbed some potato chips.

“Lets go!” I said. Feeling more confident now that we were on my territory.

We went to my room which was upstairs at the back of the house. It was a big room with a large bed. I had my plasma TV and DVD player as well as the usual games consol. In other words, all the toys of a typical teenager.

We sat in a circle on some cushions and poured the drinks. I switched on the TV turning to MTV just to have some background noise and switched off the lights so that just the light from the TV was illuminating the room. We were already pretty drunk, but after a few Jack Daniels my head began to swim a little. I lay back on the cushions. The thought of sex had never left my mind but every time I tried to bring the conversation round to the subject Mick would swerve it away again. I think he was nervous about James being there. But James seemed to have more of a handle on the situation than me.

“This is a really cool house.” James said. “And that bed is enormous! I bet you've fucked a few girls on that!” he laughed.

“A few.” I lied. “But what I really like is to have my cock sucked.” I added. I was sure I detected a twinkle in James eyes when I said it so I continued. “and having my balls licked”. James’s hand moved impulsively to his crotch. I recognised that reaction. It’s when your cock twitches violently and you feel an uncontrollable urge to touch it. I pretended not to have seen anything and offered him another drink. He held out his hand with the glass in it. I noticed he was trembling. I took his hand in mine to steady it as I poured. For a second our eyes met. Mick stretched out his glass pushing James’s out of the way. I filled it too the top. If I didn’t know better I would say he was acting a little jealous.

“Do you guys want to stay over?” I asked. Trying to hide the quiver in my own voice.

“Sure!” responded Mick immediately catching me by surprise.

“Okay!” Said James. “But only if I can sleep in the bed!”.

“It’s big enough.” I smiled.

“Well I’m tired now.” James said stretching. He seemed as impatient as I was to see where this was leading. Mick seemed a little quite.

We stripped off our shirts. Mick was slim but well defined. His chest was broad and he had a six-pack that begged to be touched and licked. I could see a line of fine hair leading from his navel and disappearing into the waistline of his jeans. James was the real surprise. His well muscled body was even more athletic than I had suspected. With clothes on he looked quite slim but stripped of he had the body of a young gymnast. Now that he had no shirt on I could also see that he had a good sized bulge below his belt.

I went to get a sleeping bag for Mick. Despite my hints, he was determined to sleep on the floor. When I got back James had already slipped under the covers. I could see his jeans and his boxers at the foot of the bed.

“That was quick!” I said. My heart felt like it was beating out of my chest. Mick was waiting in his boxers with his hands covering his cock and balls but I could clearly see a wet patch just under his waistband. And I was sure that through the now semi transparent, white material I could see the tip of his cock.

boy on boy I unrolled the sleeping bag on the floor as he put a cushion at the side of the bed. Then I turned down the volume on the TV but left it on. I sat on the edge of the bed and slipped off my jeans, leaving on my boxers and slipped under the covers next to James. As I did so I lifted them up for a second and by the flickering light of the TV I caught a glimpse of James’s naked body. His tanned skin stood out against the white sheets and just for a second I could see the massive pole of his hard-on leading from his full balls to above his navel. He was massive, he was naked and he was in bed with me! I felt almost nauseous with excitement and expectation.