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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 33 - Christmas Party
James saw Mike and Robbie around the university fairly regularly, but they did not invite him to join them again. They seemed to be very happy together as boyfriends, and the only thing that got to James a bit was that he had helped them and they were now getting more sex than he was. It was not that James was not socialising, it was just that he didn't seem to be able to get the guys. On reflection, James realised that most of the times he had initiated sex, it was with someone that he was almost 100% convinced would not say no. It may be that he just had to risk rejection.
He mused on this for most of the term, sometimes thinking that he would ask someone, but never quite working up the courage to do so. Before he knew, it was Christmas time and all the parties that that brought. The LGB society party was the last of those that James was attending, being in the very final week of the term. The society had booked a private room in a hotel for a meal, and there was a dance floor for afterwards. Being a hotel function room, the tables were quite large, with six or eight on each table. Whilst it was the Christmas meal, it was fairly casual. James had put a shirt on rather than his usual T-shirt and hoodie, and many of the other guys had done similar.
The table James was on was split fairly evenly - two couples and four singles, but there was only one 'eligible' person for James (unless any of the couples opted for a threesome), as two of the singles were girls. He knew all of the people attending from various events that the LGB society had run, so had plenty to chat to them about over dinner.
After dinner, the disco started and most of the others went off to dance - the two single girls had clearly hit it off over dinner - and James was left sitting at the table with the guy, who was called Sebastian, but know by all as Seb. He was a white boy, a bit taller than James, and this was the end of his first term at the university.
"Not dancing?" Seb asked.
"Not really my thing," James replied.
"How about we get a drink from the bar?"
James readily agreed to that suggestion, and they wandered over to the bar, where Seb bought the first drink. There were a few other people at the bar chatting, others came over as they needed refreshment from the dancing. More drinks were consumed.
"Come on," James suggested eventually, "I think I've drunk enough now, shall we see how badly we dance."
"Alright then," Seb said, and they headed for the dance floor.
Neither of the two was much of a dancer, but they gave it their best shot. When the music got slower, James was not aware who made the first move, but he suddenly found himself grinding against Seb, with the younger lad reciprocating enthusiastically. The grinding continued, but was soon added too when Seb lent in to kiss James. James had got hard with the grinding, and he could feel Seb's cock hardening as their crotches rubbed together. He sent an exploratory hand down to feel Seb up, which the other lad held in place with his own hand. James could feel Seb's stubble against his face as they kissed.
It felt like Seb had a very nice shaft inside his trousers, and James rather wanted to get more intimately acquainted with it.
"Last song," announced the DJ.
"You want to go back to one of ours?" James asked.
"God, yes," Seb replied, his hand grasping James' hardness through his trousers.
When the music stopped, they found out that James' house would be easier to get to than the university accommodation Seb lived in, so they set off up the hill towards James' house. When they arrived, they found the house in darkness. James knew that one of his housemates had already gone home for Christmas, but he didn't know if the others were asleep there or, in one case, at their partner's house. Despite their drunken state, James and Seb managed to make it up the stairs to James's room in relative quiet, other than a creaky stair half way up the staircase.
They kicked their shoes off, James flicked on the beside light and they fell back into kissing. Seb was a good kisser - he had full lips on his long face. 'Cocksuckers lips' James had thought earlier.
No longer restricted by being in public, rather than groping at the outside of each other's clothing, James and Seb had both gone straight for the fly of the other lad's trousers. Seb made easier work of James' zipper than James did of Seb's buttons. He could more easily feel the hot hardness inside Seb's boxers.
Seb had been backed onto the bed by James, who was straddling the younger lad. Whilst each had a hand in the other's pants, both were using their other hands to urgently undo the shirt that the other was wearing and both, after the alcohol, were struggling. Eventually, both had undone the others shirt. James could see that Seb had a treasure trail into his underwear, and a bit more chest hair than he ordinarily would have liked, but at this stage he really didn't care.
"Suck me," begged Seb.
James was not going to turn down this offer. He dismounted from Seb and kneeled on the floor, parting Seb's legs slightly as he did do. He had already released the other lad's fly, so only needed to undo the button of his trousers. This gave quickly, allowing James to pull the trousers down, revealing Seb's black boxers - very similar to the ones that James was wearing himself. Seb's hard cock was poking out of the boxer fly where James had been playing with it earlier. The head glistened with pre-cum, and the shaft itself was about 8 inches and a bit thicker than James' own. Getting Seb to raise his hips, James removed the younger lad's underwear as well, revealing large balls hanging below the shaft.
Having got Seb naked, James ran his hands up the other lad's slightly hairy thighs, pushing them apart so he could kneel in front of Seb. James leant forward, lowering his head towards Seb's crotch, one hand still gently wanking the younger lad. Seb moaned gently as James' tongue caressed his cockhead, cleaning the pre-cum off.
"More," Seb begged under his breath.
James closed his mouth properly round Seb's shaft, still using his tongue as he began to bob up and down the thick penis. Seb was not a very active participant - not like some people who would have taken control of James' head - instead preferring to leave it up to James to control the blowjob. In this instance, James decided to start at the top and gradually work his way down, each time his head went down, a little more of Seb's shaft went into James' mouth. Eventually, Seb's cockhead was hitting the back of James' mouth and just starting to go down his throat. In nearly four years of having sex, James had managed to suppress his gag reflex well.
As he sucked Seb, James let one of his hands run up the other youth's body and play with his nipples as the other stimulated Seb's large balls. Seb was breathing heavily as James worked him towards orgasm. He begged James to start fingering his ass rather than playing with his balls. James was happy to oblige, getting his hand under Seb's body to play with his hole. It was slightly difficult, with the position and no lube, but James was able to work a finger inside.
This was obviously what Seb had been wanting, as very soon after James had got his finger inside, Seb's cock was pulsing and coating James' mouth and throat with semen. James happily swallowed the thick load that Seb had left. He really enjoyed the taste of cum and Seb's was very tasty.
Seb's cock softened, but not all the way, he was still half hard when James resumed kissing after having, at Seb's request, had a drink of water to flush the cum down, Seb having said that, unlike James, he did not much care for the taste of semen - especially his own.
"I should do something for you now," Seb said, then stood up. "Lie down on the bed."
James did as he was told, removing his boxer shorts as he did so. He lay on the bed, head on the pillows and waited for Seb to make his move. The younger lad started to blow James, whilst he took hold of the bottle of lube that James had on his bedside cabinet. Despite not liking cum, Seb seemed to enjoy James' precum as he lubed his own hole up. James thought that Seb was very well practiced. For his own part, James liked to loosen guys up himself as he knew how much was needed for his cock, and he liked getting into their asses anyway.
Seb clearly liked being in control of things, for much as he had asked James to suck him, he now mounted the older lad, getting James' cock inside him at the second attempt. He leant forward to kiss James as he pushed his backside further onto James' shaft. The position that they were in was sliding Seb's again fully hard penis along James' stomach. James could feel the stickiness of the remains of Seb's last orgasm as well as the slick effect of the lad's precum as the cockhead rubbed against him.
With Seb in control in this position, James was powerless to take much action. He was relying on Seb to thrust, which the lad was doing admirably. Laid back as he was, James was able to get one hand between their bodies and take hold of Seb's shaft and begin to wank the younger lad. He reckoned it would take a while for Seb to cum. James, on the other hand was close. He'd needed the fuck for a long time, and there had been a long lead up that evening. He was soon pumping into Seb's ass, which the lad seemed to appreciate, but did not stop thrusting.
James' cock hardly deflated at all and he was now fucking Seb lubricated by his own spunk. This was so hot. He'd fucked guys as sloppy seconds before, but never his own sloppy seconds. Seb seemed just as hard as he was. The younger lad had broken the kiss and instructed James to put his knees up. Seb was now sliding up and down James's legs - still fucking himself on James' cock, still being wanked off by James. Both of them were groaning in pleasure. Although he had only recently cum, James seemed ready again - what was happening was so hot.
It was Seb who was closer though, he had cum earlier and once James had his hand on his cock, there had been no let-up in the wanking. James could feel Seb shuddering through his legs, and the lad's sphincter was pulsating tighter and looser round James' cock. With a squeak, Seb let loose - six shots of semen arcing up and onto James' chest. The accompanying muscle contractions in his ass pushed James over the edge too, unleashing his second load of spunk into Seb's hole.
"That was fucking good," said Seb as he rolled off James. "Do you have anything to clean yourself with?"
James reached over the side of the bed and grabbed a pair of black boxers which he used to mop up the spunk on his chest.
"I assume you are staying," James said.
"Yeah, I can do the walk of shame in the morning. It's too far and too cold now."
Seb was busy getting himself comfortable on James' bed, which James was happy with, even though it was only just big enough for the two of them. Both slept well.
In the morning James woke being spooned by Seb - the opposite to how they had fallen asleep last night. Unusually, it was not James who woke first. He turned and saw Seb grinning.
"Morning sleepyhead. I was about to wake you as I need to get back to mine to change before a seminar.
Somewhat disappointed that there would not be a morning repeat of last night's activities, James grunted and let Seb get up. There was a huff as Seb picked his clothes up from the floor.
"You know you used my boxers to mop up last night?" Seb asked.
"No. Shit. Sorry mate."
"Don't be. I now have a nice reminder to wear all day."
James could see the white streaks of dried cum on Seb's black underwear as the lad stood by the bed and got dressed.
"See you soon. I think I can let myself out."
James heard Seb heading downstairs, the front door opened, then the lock clicked as Seb closed it behind himself.