I was a human gift wrapped birthday treat
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I was always open to new experiences and having a laugh. Somewhat naive as well - "easily led" it said on one my school reports. So when I was asked to go to the birthday party of someone I'd never even met, I didn't give it much thought, especially as I knew the person who'd asked me to go with him. Actually, I didn't even know Paul that well, but we'd spoken a few times in the night club and even shared a kiss once upon a time, the way we guys tend to when flirting goes a little further. But that was it, a little kissing whilst clubbing; no big deal. Paul was basically my 'type' in that he was older than me, taller and wore the bushy, black moustache which was pretty much de rigueur for 'clones' in the early 1980s. It's funny, but even though we clearly liked each other, things had never progressed beyond the kissing. Anyway, I didn't think too deeply about why he'd decided to ask me, but I'd hoped it might lead in to at least a proper 'date'.
I agreed to let Paul drive me to the party because of course, I'd never been to the host's house and wasn't that sure where it actually was. Paul told me a little about the host: 50 that day, a security officer for HM Customs, previously married, currently single (by choice) and apparently, "a really nice fella". Paul parked the car and he approached the front door of the attractive detached house. I hung back a little because, not knowing the guy who's party it was, that was clearly appropriate. Paul knocked firmly:
"Hi Paul! So glad you could make it, come on in!" said the man who opened the door.
"And who's this?" he said, looking passed Paul and directly at me. He was already holding out his hand to me and I moved forward to return the shake.
"I'm .... " I said
"Paul didn't say he was bringing a guest" he said and I immediately panicked that I was intruding
"Oh sorry Derek! I should have mentioned, I hope you don't mind?" butted in Paul who'd already entered the hallway
"No of course not, how rude of me I didn't mean to sound so challenging, I'm happy to meet you and you're very welcome. Come on in and meet everyone" reassured Derek. During the brief conversation, I obviously checked Derek out. Although he was 50, he looked younger despite the greying short hair. Tall and slim with steely blue eyes, his sightly tanned face had a kind smile which made me feel at ease. What I noticed immediately was his accent which was almost too posh for the area where he was living!
I entered the house and followed Paul into what I took to be the main downstairs room. There were already about 8 or 9 other party goers there, mingling and helping themselves to food and drink. Music was playing on what seemed to be a full-scale DJ system: "that's Derek's" said Paul, "he's a part time DJ as well, did I mention that?". "No" I replied. I wondered what was in his record collection and if he'd let me choose some tunes; like most teenagers, I was really into music and was always very interested in other people's music tastes and collections. Just then, Derek came over to us and invited us to "tuck in" and "come and find me if there anything you need" - he was busy answering the door to even more arriving guests. I wasn't that hungry so I left Paul to browse the buffet and poured myself a white wine. Looking furtively around, I took in the room and it's inhabitants. One thing was immediately apparent; I was definitely the youngest there. Most guys looked to be in their 20s or 30s and I recall thinking that it was surprising that there weren't more people there of Derek's age. As I scanned onto a sofa, I saw a face I recognised. "Hiya!" I said as I wandered over. "Room for a small one?" I asked Todd. Todd smiled and made room for me to squeeze in next to him. I was grateful to see someone I knew other than Paul and even more so that he seemed happy to share his space with me. Todd was the best friend of a man I'd recently been seeing on and off, but that had since fizzled the way flings tend to. "Not so 'small' from what I've heard" said Todd when I'd sat down. "Eh?" I replied. "Oh never mind, how are you? You here with Paul". "Yes and no, he gave me a lift here but we're not together, to be honest I don't really know him that well at all. I was out last weekend and he asked me if I'd like to come tonight" I replied. "I didn't think you'd fancy Paul, he's not your type is he?" Said Todd. "Well I wouldn't say that" I said, "he's kissable at any rate! Anyway, what makes you think he's not my type?". "Well, he's nothing like Nelson" he said (Nelson was his best friend and the guy I'd been seeing). "Probably a plus point" I said and before Todd could continue the conversation in defence of his friend, Paul interjected with "come over here will you, I've something to ask".
Intrigued, I stood and followed Paul to a quieter corner of the room; it really had filled up with more guests. He moved his head closer to my ear and said "will you do something for me?". "Depends what it is" I suspiciously replied. "Well... come upstairs and I'll show you". Even more intrigued and more than a little dubious, I followed Paul up the stairs and into a bedroom. Typically for a house party situation, there were coats strewn onto the bed in a medley of colours; the droppings of excited revelers. Paul picked up a carrier bag and, after briefly rummaging, he removed and held out a bright red sash. "Will you wear this?" he said. "I don't understand. Why?". "Well, seeing as it's Derek's birthday I thought it'd be fun if you dressed up as his present! Honestly, he's a good laugh and he'll think it's hilarious. Oh go on, please do it" he practically begged. "OK! I can do that, no problem. Do you want me to say something as well?" I replied as I pulled the satin sash over my head and hung it on one shoulder, across my body. "It's not quite that simple. Will you wear it naked?". Paul shifted a bit as he said this, as if he felt as uncomfortable saying it, as I looked at him asking. He moved closer to me and gently fondling the sash, he looked into my eyes in a beseeching way. "No fucking way José! I'm not doing that!" I quickly retorted. "Awww! Go on, be a sport! Go on. Please. It'll only be for a few seconds. Just come down the stairs when I announce and you can then come straight back up. Only a few seconds. Please!".
"REALLY easily led" I'm sure it said in that school report. If it didn't, it should have! And there was me thinking that he'd taken me into the bedroom to pick up from where the kissing had ended the weekend before...
"Go on then! But I'll be down and then right back up again and make no mistake" I said. Paul beamed at me and, giving a quick thanking and reassuring hug, he left the room. As I was removing the sash, he popped his head back into the room and said "I'll be just outside the door". I undressed completely and replaced the sash. I tried to pull it down at the front in order to hide my cock and balls, but it was only long enough to just sit on my hip. I sighed in defeat and turning to the door, I made my exit. Paul was where he said he would be and as I joined him, he immediately looked down at my swinging organs and uttered "woohoo!". His hand lifted my balls and dick into the palm of his hand before letting them go. "Right, I'm going down. I'll turn the music off and I'll tell Derek I have a birthday surprise. That's when you come down, ok?". I nodded to signal my understanding and compliance. "Go on then, get on with it" I almost snapped. I was already beginning to regret agreeing to this and was 5 seconds away from backing out. I opened my mouth to say as much when Paul quickly disappeared down the dark stairwell. I stood there, ears staining to hear above the melee when suddenly ... silence.
"Where's Derek? Derek!!! Derek! Oh, there you are, come here. Now. It's not every day that you turn 50 and not every day that you turn into an old man! So, 'old man', hold your breath - and your cock - whilst I present you with your birthday surprise! And here it is..."
This was my signal to descend the stairs. "Just 2 seconds, just 2 seconds..." my mind repeated the mantra over and over again. My bare feet felt the carpet on their soles as I took each step in turn. 1, 2, 3, 4 ... then the hardwood flooring of the main room. I heard a mix of gasps, hand claps and laughs as I entered the room. My eyes sought for and found Paul who had positioned Derek to face the stairs. Paul was laughing and Derek's face went from a look of confusion to one of total delight. "Well! What a treat. What a tasty morsel you've prepared for me" Derek said, presumably to Paul, but he wasn't looking at him, he was staring right as me, taking in the sight of this 18 year old who was completely naked except for a bright red, satin sash. "Happy birthday!" I said, thinking of nothing more obvious to say given the circumstances. Instead of turning towards the stairs (it had been at least 15 seconds now, not 2!) I approached Derek and, putting my arms around his neck, I kissed him on his cheek. "Is that it?" he said. "Is that all I get for my birthday?". I looked at him quizzically and he kissed me on the mouth, whilst at the same time, placing his hand into my bare arse cheek and pulling me in close. He continued to kiss me passionately and my dick responded. I felt a hand grab at my engorging cock and I broke off the kiss to look down. I saw a hand and was surprised to see that it was Paul that was grabbing a handful and not Derek. He saw the surprise in my face and he grinned as he played with my growing cock. "Hey you, he's my birthday gift, not yours" Derek said to Paul, "you get your own plaything". Paul kissed Derek as he gently pulled on my prick and I noticed that we were being intently stared at by the party guests. There was no sound beyond the kisses and my deep breathing. Derek broke away and, crouching, he took my dick in his mouth. Two men had stood on either side of me in order to get a closer look at the unfolding action and the one to my right skillfully undid the buttons of his 501s and, pulling them down his thighs, released his own excited cock. I took it in my hand and began to wank him as we kissed deeply. My left forearm was grasped and my hand positioned onto another cock which I began to wank as well. I took turns kissing the men on either side of me as Derek sucked on my hard cock. Paul had taken his clothes off and had been joined by others in the disrobing. Full on sex was now in full swing. Cocks, arses and mouths were in contact everywhere. Todd was bent over the back of a chair and an older looking guy was furiously fucking him. Todd moaned loudly at every stroke. I fancied Todd like mad and I wanted some of him, so I pulled my cock away from Derek and positioned myself next to the guy fucking Todd. I fondled the guy's ass cheeks as he pumped at Todd's arse hole and I vocalised encouragement; "yeah! Fuck him! Fuck his tight arse you sexy fucker, fuck him hard...". I stood in front of Todd and as I kissed him, he pulled on the back of my head to forcefully pull his mouth onto mine. His hard tongue thrust into mine, he sucked onto my mouth, slurping up my spit into his. He was in ecstasy being fucked so hard and his face was covered in sweat beads. "I'm gonna give you a good fucking when he's finished" I said and moved back to feel up the fucker's thrusting buttocks. I wanted to lick his hole, but he was pumping too quickly. "Give him your fucking spunk. Cum in him, let me lick it out of his arse hole" I loudly said to the fucker and anyone else listening. Derek was now on all fours and rimming a guy who was sucking Paul's prick. The fucker began to moan and groan with every stroke. "Oh yes, oh no, oh fuck yes!" He was cumming into Todd and pushing his spunking cock even deeper in. I crouched down and pulled on the base of the fucker's shaft, desperately trying to slide it out. I managed my goal and the second the cock was out, I greedily sucked onto it, savoring the taste of both the man flavoured scum and Todd's arse. Holding on to the softening prick, I hungrily probed into Todd's quivering hole. My hard tongue lapped at the cum dripping from his gaping cavern. Another tongue joined mine and we both licked and lapped at that man-cavity. I was pumping at my own dick and standing, I propelled my rigid prick into his cunt. I fucked furiously and pulled on Todd's hair, forcing his head back. Cocks were waiting to fuck and be sucked. Derek pushed his body up to mine as I fucked Todd and he placed his hands on Todd's hips. He nibbled on my neck and licked into my ears. I turned to kiss him and said "fuck me with your big dick...". Derek spat into his fingers and lubed up my begging hole before pushing himself into me. I slowed my pace down and Derek matched my rhythm. I'd never been fucked while shagging someone else before and I was in seventh heaven. I felt that I was cumming at every stroke, but it was the delicious feeling of Derek's bulbous knob rubbing onto my prostate. He was milking me with every thrust and I was filling up Todd's man-cunt with precum. It oozed out and dripped down his nut sack - I'd always prided myself on the copious amounts of pre that I usually dribbled when aroused. Derek's hands gripped my shoulders and I felt him tense. This was almost too much to bear and as Derek shot his load right into me, my own spooge canon let rip as Derek filled me with his scum. I came into Todd as he sucked onto a prick that had been offered to him as I fucked. Within seconds, he too came into Todd's mouth with a loud, demonstrative, shuddering orgasm.
As Derek, Todd and I relaxed on the sofa, arms and legs intertwined, we watched as guys were sucked, fucked and spent in succession. Some shot their loads but continued to kiss, feel, rub and suck. I watched Paul, stood on a chair, throw his cum load into the face of a guy who'd been sucking him for at least 20 minutes, non-stop. He stepped down and wandered over to us. "Shift up" he said as he squeezed in, just as I had done earlier. "A long 2 seconds!" he said to me. "Well. It would have been rude to run off too soon" I replied. "Did you enjoy your present then?" I said to Derek. Before he could answer, Paul chipped in with "you could have taken that sash off before it got cum on it, I was going to give that to my mother..."
I agreed to let Paul drive me to the party because of course, I'd never been to the host's house and wasn't that sure where it actually was. Paul told me a little about the host: 50 that day, a security officer for HM Customs, previously married, currently single (by choice) and apparently, "a really nice fella". Paul parked the car and he approached the front door of the attractive detached house. I hung back a little because, not knowing the guy who's party it was, that was clearly appropriate. Paul knocked firmly:
"Hi Paul! So glad you could make it, come on in!" said the man who opened the door.
"And who's this?" he said, looking passed Paul and directly at me. He was already holding out his hand to me and I moved forward to return the shake.
"I'm .... " I said
"Paul didn't say he was bringing a guest" he said and I immediately panicked that I was intruding
"Oh sorry Derek! I should have mentioned, I hope you don't mind?" butted in Paul who'd already entered the hallway
"No of course not, how rude of me I didn't mean to sound so challenging, I'm happy to meet you and you're very welcome. Come on in and meet everyone" reassured Derek. During the brief conversation, I obviously checked Derek out. Although he was 50, he looked younger despite the greying short hair. Tall and slim with steely blue eyes, his sightly tanned face had a kind smile which made me feel at ease. What I noticed immediately was his accent which was almost too posh for the area where he was living!
I entered the house and followed Paul into what I took to be the main downstairs room. There were already about 8 or 9 other party goers there, mingling and helping themselves to food and drink. Music was playing on what seemed to be a full-scale DJ system: "that's Derek's" said Paul, "he's a part time DJ as well, did I mention that?". "No" I replied. I wondered what was in his record collection and if he'd let me choose some tunes; like most teenagers, I was really into music and was always very interested in other people's music tastes and collections. Just then, Derek came over to us and invited us to "tuck in" and "come and find me if there anything you need" - he was busy answering the door to even more arriving guests. I wasn't that hungry so I left Paul to browse the buffet and poured myself a white wine. Looking furtively around, I took in the room and it's inhabitants. One thing was immediately apparent; I was definitely the youngest there. Most guys looked to be in their 20s or 30s and I recall thinking that it was surprising that there weren't more people there of Derek's age. As I scanned onto a sofa, I saw a face I recognised. "Hiya!" I said as I wandered over. "Room for a small one?" I asked Todd. Todd smiled and made room for me to squeeze in next to him. I was grateful to see someone I knew other than Paul and even more so that he seemed happy to share his space with me. Todd was the best friend of a man I'd recently been seeing on and off, but that had since fizzled the way flings tend to. "Not so 'small' from what I've heard" said Todd when I'd sat down. "Eh?" I replied. "Oh never mind, how are you? You here with Paul". "Yes and no, he gave me a lift here but we're not together, to be honest I don't really know him that well at all. I was out last weekend and he asked me if I'd like to come tonight" I replied. "I didn't think you'd fancy Paul, he's not your type is he?" Said Todd. "Well I wouldn't say that" I said, "he's kissable at any rate! Anyway, what makes you think he's not my type?". "Well, he's nothing like Nelson" he said (Nelson was his best friend and the guy I'd been seeing). "Probably a plus point" I said and before Todd could continue the conversation in defence of his friend, Paul interjected with "come over here will you, I've something to ask".
Intrigued, I stood and followed Paul to a quieter corner of the room; it really had filled up with more guests. He moved his head closer to my ear and said "will you do something for me?". "Depends what it is" I suspiciously replied. "Well... come upstairs and I'll show you". Even more intrigued and more than a little dubious, I followed Paul up the stairs and into a bedroom. Typically for a house party situation, there were coats strewn onto the bed in a medley of colours; the droppings of excited revelers. Paul picked up a carrier bag and, after briefly rummaging, he removed and held out a bright red sash. "Will you wear this?" he said. "I don't understand. Why?". "Well, seeing as it's Derek's birthday I thought it'd be fun if you dressed up as his present! Honestly, he's a good laugh and he'll think it's hilarious. Oh go on, please do it" he practically begged. "OK! I can do that, no problem. Do you want me to say something as well?" I replied as I pulled the satin sash over my head and hung it on one shoulder, across my body. "It's not quite that simple. Will you wear it naked?". Paul shifted a bit as he said this, as if he felt as uncomfortable saying it, as I looked at him asking. He moved closer to me and gently fondling the sash, he looked into my eyes in a beseeching way. "No fucking way José! I'm not doing that!" I quickly retorted. "Awww! Go on, be a sport! Go on. Please. It'll only be for a few seconds. Just come down the stairs when I announce and you can then come straight back up. Only a few seconds. Please!".
"REALLY easily led" I'm sure it said in that school report. If it didn't, it should have! And there was me thinking that he'd taken me into the bedroom to pick up from where the kissing had ended the weekend before...
"Go on then! But I'll be down and then right back up again and make no mistake" I said. Paul beamed at me and, giving a quick thanking and reassuring hug, he left the room. As I was removing the sash, he popped his head back into the room and said "I'll be just outside the door". I undressed completely and replaced the sash. I tried to pull it down at the front in order to hide my cock and balls, but it was only long enough to just sit on my hip. I sighed in defeat and turning to the door, I made my exit. Paul was where he said he would be and as I joined him, he immediately looked down at my swinging organs and uttered "woohoo!". His hand lifted my balls and dick into the palm of his hand before letting them go. "Right, I'm going down. I'll turn the music off and I'll tell Derek I have a birthday surprise. That's when you come down, ok?". I nodded to signal my understanding and compliance. "Go on then, get on with it" I almost snapped. I was already beginning to regret agreeing to this and was 5 seconds away from backing out. I opened my mouth to say as much when Paul quickly disappeared down the dark stairwell. I stood there, ears staining to hear above the melee when suddenly ... silence.
"Where's Derek? Derek!!! Derek! Oh, there you are, come here. Now. It's not every day that you turn 50 and not every day that you turn into an old man! So, 'old man', hold your breath - and your cock - whilst I present you with your birthday surprise! And here it is..."
This was my signal to descend the stairs. "Just 2 seconds, just 2 seconds..." my mind repeated the mantra over and over again. My bare feet felt the carpet on their soles as I took each step in turn. 1, 2, 3, 4 ... then the hardwood flooring of the main room. I heard a mix of gasps, hand claps and laughs as I entered the room. My eyes sought for and found Paul who had positioned Derek to face the stairs. Paul was laughing and Derek's face went from a look of confusion to one of total delight. "Well! What a treat. What a tasty morsel you've prepared for me" Derek said, presumably to Paul, but he wasn't looking at him, he was staring right as me, taking in the sight of this 18 year old who was completely naked except for a bright red, satin sash. "Happy birthday!" I said, thinking of nothing more obvious to say given the circumstances. Instead of turning towards the stairs (it had been at least 15 seconds now, not 2!) I approached Derek and, putting my arms around his neck, I kissed him on his cheek. "Is that it?" he said. "Is that all I get for my birthday?". I looked at him quizzically and he kissed me on the mouth, whilst at the same time, placing his hand into my bare arse cheek and pulling me in close. He continued to kiss me passionately and my dick responded. I felt a hand grab at my engorging cock and I broke off the kiss to look down. I saw a hand and was surprised to see that it was Paul that was grabbing a handful and not Derek. He saw the surprise in my face and he grinned as he played with my growing cock. "Hey you, he's my birthday gift, not yours" Derek said to Paul, "you get your own plaything". Paul kissed Derek as he gently pulled on my prick and I noticed that we were being intently stared at by the party guests. There was no sound beyond the kisses and my deep breathing. Derek broke away and, crouching, he took my dick in his mouth. Two men had stood on either side of me in order to get a closer look at the unfolding action and the one to my right skillfully undid the buttons of his 501s and, pulling them down his thighs, released his own excited cock. I took it in my hand and began to wank him as we kissed deeply. My left forearm was grasped and my hand positioned onto another cock which I began to wank as well. I took turns kissing the men on either side of me as Derek sucked on my hard cock. Paul had taken his clothes off and had been joined by others in the disrobing. Full on sex was now in full swing. Cocks, arses and mouths were in contact everywhere. Todd was bent over the back of a chair and an older looking guy was furiously fucking him. Todd moaned loudly at every stroke. I fancied Todd like mad and I wanted some of him, so I pulled my cock away from Derek and positioned myself next to the guy fucking Todd. I fondled the guy's ass cheeks as he pumped at Todd's arse hole and I vocalised encouragement; "yeah! Fuck him! Fuck his tight arse you sexy fucker, fuck him hard...". I stood in front of Todd and as I kissed him, he pulled on the back of my head to forcefully pull his mouth onto mine. His hard tongue thrust into mine, he sucked onto my mouth, slurping up my spit into his. He was in ecstasy being fucked so hard and his face was covered in sweat beads. "I'm gonna give you a good fucking when he's finished" I said and moved back to feel up the fucker's thrusting buttocks. I wanted to lick his hole, but he was pumping too quickly. "Give him your fucking spunk. Cum in him, let me lick it out of his arse hole" I loudly said to the fucker and anyone else listening. Derek was now on all fours and rimming a guy who was sucking Paul's prick. The fucker began to moan and groan with every stroke. "Oh yes, oh no, oh fuck yes!" He was cumming into Todd and pushing his spunking cock even deeper in. I crouched down and pulled on the base of the fucker's shaft, desperately trying to slide it out. I managed my goal and the second the cock was out, I greedily sucked onto it, savoring the taste of both the man flavoured scum and Todd's arse. Holding on to the softening prick, I hungrily probed into Todd's quivering hole. My hard tongue lapped at the cum dripping from his gaping cavern. Another tongue joined mine and we both licked and lapped at that man-cavity. I was pumping at my own dick and standing, I propelled my rigid prick into his cunt. I fucked furiously and pulled on Todd's hair, forcing his head back. Cocks were waiting to fuck and be sucked. Derek pushed his body up to mine as I fucked Todd and he placed his hands on Todd's hips. He nibbled on my neck and licked into my ears. I turned to kiss him and said "fuck me with your big dick...". Derek spat into his fingers and lubed up my begging hole before pushing himself into me. I slowed my pace down and Derek matched my rhythm. I'd never been fucked while shagging someone else before and I was in seventh heaven. I felt that I was cumming at every stroke, but it was the delicious feeling of Derek's bulbous knob rubbing onto my prostate. He was milking me with every thrust and I was filling up Todd's man-cunt with precum. It oozed out and dripped down his nut sack - I'd always prided myself on the copious amounts of pre that I usually dribbled when aroused. Derek's hands gripped my shoulders and I felt him tense. This was almost too much to bear and as Derek shot his load right into me, my own spooge canon let rip as Derek filled me with his scum. I came into Todd as he sucked onto a prick that had been offered to him as I fucked. Within seconds, he too came into Todd's mouth with a loud, demonstrative, shuddering orgasm.
As Derek, Todd and I relaxed on the sofa, arms and legs intertwined, we watched as guys were sucked, fucked and spent in succession. Some shot their loads but continued to kiss, feel, rub and suck. I watched Paul, stood on a chair, throw his cum load into the face of a guy who'd been sucking him for at least 20 minutes, non-stop. He stepped down and wandered over to us. "Shift up" he said as he squeezed in, just as I had done earlier. "A long 2 seconds!" he said to me. "Well. It would have been rude to run off too soon" I replied. "Did you enjoy your present then?" I said to Derek. Before he could answer, Paul chipped in with "you could have taken that sash off before it got cum on it, I was going to give that to my mother..."
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