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Trouble With Grindr 30
Season 2 Episode 5
SATURDAY 21:15
Everyone at the party was now very tipsy, Will, Bowman, Timothee, Leo and Preston was all around the pool talking and I was propping up the fire looking out at them. I had been on edge and watching people all night as I took a giant swig of my drink I noticed Ty walking out towards the group who was around the pool. I only just noticed that the party had thinned out rather badly when Mr. Dubois tapped me on my shoulder as he slurred, "Is it true?"
I turned looked at him fear in my eyes. Did he know Timothee had fucked me did he know everything, "Is what true?"
"Leo said you in line to make waves." He swayed slightly. "You know Will is my..." He moved slightly towards me, "My I don't know what you call it." He stumbled back.
"I need to go outside." I step away from the very drunk man as I step to the door and open it to let myself out.
"I know but it's our secret." He shouted at the top of his lungs.
Leo looked at Ty then at Mr. Dubois, "Let's get home, before it gets to late. Timothee we will help your Dad to bed."
Will smiled slyly, "I've got an idea." He smiled at me then at Timothee.
Bowman's eyes scanned across us all, "Whats the plan Batman."
Will slurred, "Does that make you my Robin."
Bowman stood up, "Think it's my cue to leave."
Will stood and placed a hand on Bowman he held himself up using Bowman, "If you stay Seb will blow you."
I called out, "What you doing?"
Will looked across, "You know you want to bitch." He strutted towards me swaying slightly, "Look no need for shhhhh we are all friends here."
Bowman sat down again, "I'll stay..."
Will shouted at Timothee, "Get somewhere safe for our phones."
Timothee scampered to pool house where he crashed into the door. Bowman looked at me and then at Will, "I don't want a blow from a guy."
Will looked over at Timothee who was leaving the pool house with a rucksack, "Tell you what, what happens here stays here. No one needs to know if you get a blow job if thats what your scared of."
Bowman picked up his drink, "I'm just not that way."
Will smirked as Timothee got back to us, "Phones in the bag." He looked at Timothee, "Bow doesn't want a blow. Cause hes just not that way. He's just not sexually attracted to people."
Bowman snarled, "I am if there was a women here."
Will winked at me, "Just try his mouth." He took another drink, "You never know you might love it."
Bowman laughed, "Shut up."
Will stood and staggered to the pool house with a bag full of phones, he placed them in and shouted, "Seb come here."
I stood and walked gingerly to him, he turned me around and stood his arms draped over me, "You know..." He started to giggle, "You smell of cum."
Timothee who may have been the most sober at this time got up, "Before my Dad see's lets go in the pool house."
Bowman followed Timothy as Will hung onto me and moved me through the door all be it smashing my right arm into the plastic before whispering, "Do you want it kissing better."
I paused and assisted Will to the bed where he flopped off me and even before Bowman and Timothee was in the pool house Will was fast asleep.
I looked at him as I tried to move him slightly more on to the bed before I headed off in to the bathroom. As I pulled my shorts down to my thighs I looked at the stained boxers and felt an element of pride that I had worn them all night and not that many people had noticed in fact Will was the only one who mentioned it. As I fished my cock out and began to wee I heard someone open the door and Timothee walked in the bathroom.
As I finished weeing he was stood behind me. "Doesn't look like I have a bed."
"They both crashed?" I said still in the middle of weeing.
"Yeah, how about I get an expensive bottle and we go back to yours?" He said moving both of his hands to my hip and humping the back of my shorts, "Finish off something naughty."
"You are pretty irrisistable." I complain.
"Will taught me all my moves, shame he cannot join in." Timothee places his hands into the back of my shorts and boxers as I finish pissing.
"Your both as bad as each other." I felt his hand going in towards my ass crack. "No no no stop it." I moan.
"Stop what?" His fingers easily get into my ass.
"Oh god, go get that bottle then I'll get the phones. Ill meet you in the living room." I say as I close my eyes and bit my lip slightly.
I wait a minute in the toilet until I hear the door go, steppingg out and into the bedroom I look ay Bowman and Will both out for the count on Timothees bed. I smile as I slowly struggle to walk in a straight line and pick up the bag of phones. I notice a message on my phone and I take a look at it:
'Yes we have done something, Guess who?'
I reply quickly while looking at the phones.
'Drunk'
I watch as none of the other phones in the bag so I take mine and Timothees and head into the house. Coming through the backroom and into the Living Room I see Timothee holding two glasses.
I take one of the glasses and drink quickly, "We going back to mine?"
Timothee didn't reply he just looked at me and poured me another drink, "I think that can wait let's just drink."
I look at Timothee and then at the bottle, "If thats your wish sir." I try to wink at him.
He just passes me the glass as we take yet another drink.
SUNDAY 4:11
As I groggily wake up I hear a van pulling up and shining through the front door. I look down and I am just in a pair of heavily stained boxers and Timothee is naked and spooning me from behind. Quickly shaking him off. I shake him as he wakes.
"Shit my head..." He then looks out at the lights outside, "Shit get out of here." He throws my shirt as he pulls on some tracksuit bottoms I had not seen him in before.
As I scamper out the door I run at full speed back to my caravan.
SUNDAY 9:28
I look down at my alarm as a message comes through:
'Stop ignoring my texts, guess who I am before I arrive at 10.'
Time went so fast till 9:55 my head hurt, my ass hurt everything was spinning, I glanced down at my phone and I had a message from Will from 7am.
'Sorry bout last night.'
Followed by a message from Bowman which was received at 7:51.
'Cant remember a thing great night where you?'
I popped the phone to the side before I heard a knock at the door it was 10:00.