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JAMES COMES OF AGE
CHAPTER 40 - Balls
After his encounter with Martin, James hit another bit of a dry spell. Yes, he was still occasionally having sex with Jake, but there was nothing else. On one, very memorable occasion, just before the Easter holidays, Jake had summoned James over for sex and James had arrived at Jake's house just as Jake was seeing a girl, who James knew was not one of Jake's housemates, off from the door. When they had got up to Jake's room, it smelled different, and it transpired that Jake had texted James in the middle of a break with sex with the girl.
When he was back after the holidays, there was not much time before the exams started, but after that, there was the summer ball to look forward to. This was a highlight of the year - everyone went all out. Guys in their dinner jackets, girls in their best dresses. James had got tickets to go, along with his main group of friends.
As had happened most years, James was lucky (in his eyes at least) with his exam timetable - all done by the middle of the second of three exam weeks. Jake finished a couple of days later and, as James suspected he would, asked James to go round for sex in the evening to celebrate. This was the earliest James had been called round to Jake's, but his other friends didn't notice as they were still engrossed in their exams. As they finished their exams, James was less able to slip off in the evening, so next time Jake asked, it had reverted to the usual late night assignation.
Exams over, it was one week until the ball, which James was looking forward to as it was his last chance to attend, and really a chance for the graduating class to go out with a bang. The night started with a very good dinner - it was always surprising what the kitchens could turn out when they put their best efforts in - then followed up with various entertainments to take the party through to the next morning. The last scheduled event was a champagne breakfast at 6am for those still up.
Dinner finished, James and his friends wandered round the various entertainment. As they did so, they ran into Charles Barnaby (known by most as Barney), a second year that James' friend Lisa knew from home, who had managed to get tickets with a group of his friends.
"Hello!" cried Barney, a thick set lad, slightly shorter than James, with dirty blonde hair, who seemed well on the way to getting drunk.
They all greeted him as they passed, but the groups moved on past each other to go on with their evenings. Sometime later, James and his friends found themselves in the bar which, strangely, was one of the quieter places - most people doing various things elsewhere, and only returning to the bar to get drinks, so not spending much time there. Barney and his group of friends were also there. The two groups got to chatting, during which Barney started to complain about his lack of experience.
"I dare you and James to kiss," said Lisa, who was also quite drunk. "It's not like James is going out with anyone as that's all he'd have been talking about if he had been."
James had to try very hard not to look at Jake as Lisa said this. This did however mean that the secret of his liaisons with Jake had been kept.
"Yeah, sure," Barney agreed.
Barney stepped up to James, and they leant into each other. James thought they would be going for a quick peck on the lips, but Barney had other ideas - he went full on with tongue. James was perfectly happy to respond to this, as the kissing was turning him on. If he had to describe the kiss, it would be as inexpert, but satisfactory. James could not be sure, as Barney was not pulling him closer, but was that movement he could feel in the younger lad's trousers?
There was a cheer from the assembled people as the kiss broke.
"Feeling better for that Charles?" called someone.
After finishing their drinks, the groups split again. It was not until the early hours of the next morning that James ran into Barney again. This time he was without his friends, perched on the steps leading up to the bar.
"You OK?" James asked.
"Got cut off by the bar," Barney responded. "Also, I ran out of money."
"Why didn't you go and get more?"
"Need someone to go with me to make sure I'm alright."
"I'll walk with you if you need."
"Thanks."
They set off on the 10-to-15-minute walk to the nearest cash point. Barney certainly seemed to be sobering up - perhaps the walk in the fresh air was helping, perhaps it was the time since he had been drinking. Cash successfully retrieved; they walked back.
"You sure you want to go back?" asked James. "It did seem like your friends walked off."
"Yeah, I want to go back," replied Barney.
"I think you're feeling better for the fresh air. Perhaps loading more drinks isn't the best idea."
They were getting to a decision point. One way would take them back to the entertainment, the other was the route Barney would need to take to get home.
"Perhaps you are right?" Barney said, "I think I need a lie down."
"I'll make sure you get home OK," said James, chivalrously.
Turning left, they took the route to Barney's house, which was not far from where James had lived the previous year. It was about a 10 minute walk, and the sky behind them was starting to turn light as the time crept towards sunrise.
When they arrived at Barney's house, he had a little difficulty with his keys to let himself in, but managed after a couple of stabs at the keyhole.
"Will you be alright?" asked James.
"I think so."
"Are you sure?"
"Probably."
They stood in the door, Barney failing to close it, James not moving off.
"Do you want another kiss?"
"God yes."
James stepped in, and Barney closed the door. They didn't go far. James was pressed up against the wall by the younger lad. This time James was sure. There was excitement going on in Barney's crotch. James could feel the swelling in Barney's cock even as his own chubbed up. James tentatively moved his hand down and felt the thick swelling. It twitched and hardened more as James' hand made contact. Barney started grinding his crotch into James hand almost as soon as he felt the contact through the thin material of his dinner jacket trousers.
"You want a blowjob?" James asked.
"Uh huh," Barney responded, still grinding into James.
Dropping to his knees, James now got both hands on Barney's trousers, one continuing to play with the obvious erection, the other working at the waist to open the fly to pull down his trousers. Once loosened enough, Barney's trousers fell to reveal cheap black boxers, tented by a thick cock. James was going to waste no time here, so he grasped the waistband and pulled it down, so it sat beneath the younger lad's large balls. Barney's cock was just over seven inches long, but thick for its size and quite veiny. Opening his mouth, James stared to take the tip in before taking the whole length.
James' own cock was hard, and leaking pre-cum in his trousers, but at this time he was concentrating far more on the thick shaft in his mouth. He ran his tongue along the vein on the base of Barney's cock, from the base up towards the head, eliciting a moan from the younger lad. Barney had got a hand on James' head and was making sure that his cock was deeply lodged in the older lad's throat.
It was unclear from what Barney had been saying earlier whether he was just going through a dry spell, or whether this was his first sexual encounter with someone else. His reactions led James to suspect that it was the latter. The pre-cum was flowing from Barney's cock as James fellated him expertly. It was no surprise then when Barney's hips bucked, and he held on tighter to James' head and released his thick seed at the back of James' mouth. James swallowed with pleasure - he loved to get a mouthful of spunk.
"Ah fuck, that was amazing," said Barney. "That was the first time anyone has done that for me."
"Glad you enjoyed it," said James, standing up.
Barney glanced down at James' crotch, where the older lad's erection was painfully obvious.
"You didn't get off though. Will you be alright?"
"I guess," James replied. "I can always get rid of it when I get back unless..."
James' voice tailed off.
"Unless what?" asked Barney, though the younger lad must had had some inkling of what James was after.
"Well, I don't suppose there's any chance of me fucking you?"
"Sod it, I'm doing new things tonight, why not?" Barney replied. "Let's get into my room in case my housemates come back.
The younger lad hitched up his trousers, holding them up rather than redoing the buttons at the waistband, and headed into his room, which was on the ground floor. The landlords of the small local properties got their money's worth by having as many rooms as possible as bedrooms.
As soon as they were in Barney's room, James shut the door behind them and told Barney to brace against the wall. The younger lad complied, sticking his ass out in a position that suggested he was used to doing this, despite saying it would be new to him.
"Drop your trousers," James instructed. Barney complied, undoing the button and letting his trousers fall round his knees. James then lifted Barney's shirt and the back of his jacket, revealing the flesh of the lad's lower back. Reaching into his inside pocket, James extracted a packet of lube, then unbuttoned his own trousers. Pushing both his trousers and boxers down to his knees, and pulling the back of Barney's underwear down so the waistband sat below the younger lad's buttocks, James began to apply lube to his cock with one hand and, once he had let the remainder of the packet drip out, to Barney's ass with the other.
James only worked a couple of fingers into the younger lad's hole before lining his slick cock up and making an entry. Barney gasped as his virgin hole was penetrated, then yelped with pleasure as James' cockhead slid past his prostate sending an unexpected wave of pleasure through his body. This was going to be a very quick fuck, as James just wanted to get his rocks off, so it was not long before his was pounding away at Barney's inexperienced ass.
This speed was not off putting to the younger lad, who was squirming with pleasure, and was playing with his own cock though the material of his boxers, propping himself against the wall with one hand.
"I love a nice tight ass," James called out as he ploughed Barney.
For his part, Barney was loving what was happening to him. He had previously thought that gay sex was just pleasurable for the guy on top, he had never thought that the guy being fucked would be getting pleasure as well, and wouldn't have bet that his own first penetrative sex would involve him being on the receiving end of seven-and-a-half inches of cock and loving every second of it. As James fucked his ass, he could feel another orgasm building. How was this possible.
Behind him, James kept jackhammering away, his hands now grasping Barney's hips for leverage. The intensity of the pounding had caused Barney to have to use both hands to brace himself against the wall.
"Fuck yeah!" shouted James as he loosed his seed into Barney's rectum. The warm feeling inside him did something to Barney as well, and he coated the inside of his underwear with his load. Pulling out, James grabbed some tissues from the box by the side of Barney's bed and cleaned himself up.
"Thanks for that," he said, as he pulled his underwear and trousers back up and adjusted his clothing.
"Wow," was all Barney could say in reply, still propped against the wall with a little dribble of spunk running from his ass.
"I think I can see myself out," said James, leaving the younger lad where he was.
He walked back and, when he had not gone too far, his phone buzzed with a message from Barney thanking him and saying how good it felt. James smiled as he headed back.
"Is Barney OK," Lisa asked when James reappeared.
"Yeah," James replied. "I just needed to see him home as he was still a bit drunk. He may have a bit of a headache in the morning, but he'll be fine."