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I love a house party! I just enjoy getting a good group of friends together, getting a carry-out and just seeing how the night goes.
I work in a night club so we don't tend to get to enjoy having the weekend off, we usually make do with nights off during the week on nights when almost everybody else will have work or school the next day.
I don't mind hosting house parties in fact I might go as far to say I enjoy hosting them. Sometimes when we get a night off work when the club is shut we can't really be bothered to go out, so that is when a house party really comes in handy.
My flat is a decent size it has three bedrooms and each bedroom has its own bathroom. The ceilings are high and all the rooms are very spacious. The walls are pretty thick so noise doesn't travel through to any neighbouring flats, which is a necessity for us as we can get pretty loud. All in all I would say it was the perfect setting for a house party and all my work friends agreed because when ever the talk of a house party came up then they would always look to me to host it.
So the story I want to tell you took place after the last house party I had.
As the night off approached, the plans were made, the booze was bought and my two flat mates had been pre warned that I was having a flat party. They could always either join us, stay in their rooms or stay elsewhere. (I knew that they wouldn't join us or stay in the flat as they both have day jobs and get up pretty early, but they are decent flat mates and know that it's technically my version of the weekend and let me do my thing). As usual they chose to go stay elsewhere.
Everybody got to mine that night for about 9pm. It started of with the usual mingling and some background music. Then as the night went on the shot games started, the music got louder, people went from group to group and generally had a great night.
The staff itself are a pretty mixed and varied bunch. There's fifteen girls to sixteen boys all ranging from the youngest who is 18 to the oldest who is 25, excluding stewards and management. But out of the thirty one people that work at the club and come to the nights out I am the only gay guy. I'm 24, slim built but toned, 5ft 9", I have red hair that I keep short round the sides longer on top and styled to one side. I would say I dress fairly trendy, generally opting for the casual smart look.
I'm out and openly gay and everybody is fine with it. I enjoy going out with the guys on guy only nights and the girls are happy to invite me along on their lady only nights. I get the best of both worlds and feel very included. But as much as enjoy the seperate nights out, I am still much prefer when we all go out as one big group.
Anyway enough back story.
The party went on passed 5am and the numbers began to slowly dwindle. Some staff left to get it on with other staff members, so left as they had to go to Uni that same day and then some began to crash out on the sofa. The bedrooms are always out of bounds except to go to the bathroom and everybody reapects that one rule.
I looked at my watch.
"Woah! It's 7am." The sun was up. I looked round the living room at the mess that was made. Out of everybody that had come there was only a handful of people left.
"Right! I'm going to bed, I will need sleep before I tackle this mess." I said to the remaining friends as walked out the living room to head to my room. "You can all stay if you want, but just remember if you go to lock the door behind you and post the key back through the letter box!"
I knew they knew what to do, they had all been at mine often enough to know what to do. So I went to bed, set and alarm for 3pm (which would give me more than enough time to tidy up before my flat mates returned) and tried to get some sleep.
My alarm rang out. I groggily got out of bed and went through to the living room. Unsurprising it was empty. Most of the time everybody would always be gone home by this time. I went to check the front door was locked which it was, but the keys hadn't been posted through the letterbox!
"Crap! Who the hell has them this time?!" It wasn't the first time this had happened somebody absent mindedly too the keys with them. No worry though, I knew I would get them back and I wasn't planning on going out anyway. I went back to the living room and to my surprise most of the mess had been tidied. All that was left was a few dishes and the rubbish to take out!
"SCORE!!!"
I decide since mostvofvthe tidying was done I would go have a shower and get cleaned up. I went to the bathroom and stripped. I was in on my own so didn't close the door. I turned the shower on and let the water hear up. I caught a glimpse of my self in the mirror as I waited. I loved being naked. I loved to look my body up and down and enjoy my own touch. I started to get hard. I was getting so horny. I would always got horny drinking anyway and even more so after when I was hungover.
I continued to feel myself as I got in to the shower. The water ran down my naked flesh making my skin wet and slippery to the touch. I explored my chest, my abs, my hips and then as one hand found my cock and grabbed my hardon, my other hand began to caress my bubble butt! I was enjoying myself so much I hadn't even acknowledged the front door unlock, open and close.
I was building a steady pace wanking myself off!!! I was letting out slight moans as I carried on rubbing my ass and slowly exploring inside my crack searching for my smooth pink hole! I was still oblivious to the approaching footsteps coming closer to the bathroom.
I was getting closer to climax... I was really wanking hard! I had now began to ginger myself and my hungry ass was begging for more fingers. I bent myself slightly over and finger fucked myself with three fingers all the while still wanking furiously. The steam in the shower was making me feel slightly lightheaded, but the bathroom door being open allowed for the majority of the steam to be released out in to my bedroom. I was beginning to moan loudly now. My moans were so loud I didn't hear my bedroom door open and slowly close.
I was now so close. Close. Close. I wanked myself for only a few more seconds and then shot my load right down the tiled wall that was in front of me. I slid my three fingers out from my ass and let out a slight moan. I cleaned myself of quickly and washed away the cum. I opened the shower door and stepped out my cock beginning to deflate and noticed that I was no longer alone. Staring at me from the threshold of the bathroom door was one of the guys from my work.
"Nice show!" He smirked.
I work in a night club so we don't tend to get to enjoy having the weekend off, we usually make do with nights off during the week on nights when almost everybody else will have work or school the next day.
I don't mind hosting house parties in fact I might go as far to say I enjoy hosting them. Sometimes when we get a night off work when the club is shut we can't really be bothered to go out, so that is when a house party really comes in handy.
My flat is a decent size it has three bedrooms and each bedroom has its own bathroom. The ceilings are high and all the rooms are very spacious. The walls are pretty thick so noise doesn't travel through to any neighbouring flats, which is a necessity for us as we can get pretty loud. All in all I would say it was the perfect setting for a house party and all my work friends agreed because when ever the talk of a house party came up then they would always look to me to host it.
So the story I want to tell you took place after the last house party I had.
As the night off approached, the plans were made, the booze was bought and my two flat mates had been pre warned that I was having a flat party. They could always either join us, stay in their rooms or stay elsewhere. (I knew that they wouldn't join us or stay in the flat as they both have day jobs and get up pretty early, but they are decent flat mates and know that it's technically my version of the weekend and let me do my thing). As usual they chose to go stay elsewhere.
Everybody got to mine that night for about 9pm. It started of with the usual mingling and some background music. Then as the night went on the shot games started, the music got louder, people went from group to group and generally had a great night.
The staff itself are a pretty mixed and varied bunch. There's fifteen girls to sixteen boys all ranging from the youngest who is 18 to the oldest who is 25, excluding stewards and management. But out of the thirty one people that work at the club and come to the nights out I am the only gay guy. I'm 24, slim built but toned, 5ft 9", I have red hair that I keep short round the sides longer on top and styled to one side. I would say I dress fairly trendy, generally opting for the casual smart look.
I'm out and openly gay and everybody is fine with it. I enjoy going out with the guys on guy only nights and the girls are happy to invite me along on their lady only nights. I get the best of both worlds and feel very included. But as much as enjoy the seperate nights out, I am still much prefer when we all go out as one big group.
Anyway enough back story.
The party went on passed 5am and the numbers began to slowly dwindle. Some staff left to get it on with other staff members, so left as they had to go to Uni that same day and then some began to crash out on the sofa. The bedrooms are always out of bounds except to go to the bathroom and everybody reapects that one rule.
I looked at my watch.
"Woah! It's 7am." The sun was up. I looked round the living room at the mess that was made. Out of everybody that had come there was only a handful of people left.
"Right! I'm going to bed, I will need sleep before I tackle this mess." I said to the remaining friends as walked out the living room to head to my room. "You can all stay if you want, but just remember if you go to lock the door behind you and post the key back through the letter box!"
I knew they knew what to do, they had all been at mine often enough to know what to do. So I went to bed, set and alarm for 3pm (which would give me more than enough time to tidy up before my flat mates returned) and tried to get some sleep.
My alarm rang out. I groggily got out of bed and went through to the living room. Unsurprising it was empty. Most of the time everybody would always be gone home by this time. I went to check the front door was locked which it was, but the keys hadn't been posted through the letterbox!
"Crap! Who the hell has them this time?!" It wasn't the first time this had happened somebody absent mindedly too the keys with them. No worry though, I knew I would get them back and I wasn't planning on going out anyway. I went back to the living room and to my surprise most of the mess had been tidied. All that was left was a few dishes and the rubbish to take out!
"SCORE!!!"
I decide since mostvofvthe tidying was done I would go have a shower and get cleaned up. I went to the bathroom and stripped. I was in on my own so didn't close the door. I turned the shower on and let the water hear up. I caught a glimpse of my self in the mirror as I waited. I loved being naked. I loved to look my body up and down and enjoy my own touch. I started to get hard. I was getting so horny. I would always got horny drinking anyway and even more so after when I was hungover.
I continued to feel myself as I got in to the shower. The water ran down my naked flesh making my skin wet and slippery to the touch. I explored my chest, my abs, my hips and then as one hand found my cock and grabbed my hardon, my other hand began to caress my bubble butt! I was enjoying myself so much I hadn't even acknowledged the front door unlock, open and close.
I was building a steady pace wanking myself off!!! I was letting out slight moans as I carried on rubbing my ass and slowly exploring inside my crack searching for my smooth pink hole! I was still oblivious to the approaching footsteps coming closer to the bathroom.
I was getting closer to climax... I was really wanking hard! I had now began to ginger myself and my hungry ass was begging for more fingers. I bent myself slightly over and finger fucked myself with three fingers all the while still wanking furiously. The steam in the shower was making me feel slightly lightheaded, but the bathroom door being open allowed for the majority of the steam to be released out in to my bedroom. I was beginning to moan loudly now. My moans were so loud I didn't hear my bedroom door open and slowly close.
I was now so close. Close. Close. I wanked myself for only a few more seconds and then shot my load right down the tiled wall that was in front of me. I slid my three fingers out from my ass and let out a slight moan. I cleaned myself of quickly and washed away the cum. I opened the shower door and stepped out my cock beginning to deflate and noticed that I was no longer alone. Staring at me from the threshold of the bathroom door was one of the guys from my work.
"Nice show!" He smirked.
