Date: Sun, 30 Mar 2003 21:37:40 +0000 From: Darren C Subject: 18th Birthday Bash -Chapter 1 ---------------------------------------------------------------- If you are under 18, or do not like anything sexually expressive, this is not for you, and this material is mine, so it's copyrighted. Copyright 2003. If you wish to take it, DON'T! I am not including my name or email in this, as I wish to have privacy... ---------------------------------------------------------------- Note: This is mostly true except for the parts of sexual activity, This is where my dream of what happened comes in. And the names have been changed for my / friends privacy It was a Friday night, my birthday wasn't until Monday, but I was having a party at my place cause my sister was moving the next day. My name is Cory; I have dyed hair, which is burgundy, and blue eyes. My figure is not that great, but I'm not overweight, and just over six feet tall. So I was preparing for the party, I was downstairs with my friend Amy; she was the first to come over cause she walked over after we got off the bus. So I let her on the computer to amuse herself while I cleaned up a little. It was about four fifty and I was expecting some people to show up soon. And no sooner did I think that, the doorbell rang. I ran upstairs and answered the door; it was Tammy and Daniel. So I quickly offered them a drink and we all went downstairs. We all talked, but it seemed like only a few moments before the doorbell rang again, it was Sammy, She was annoying, but still a friend. Once again we retreated downstairs to escape the parental units upstairs... "Hi Sam" Daniel exclaimed. She was trying to be nice, and you can tell...Her and Sam weren't friends at all. "Hi..." She replied seeming confused. "Well why don't you guys have a seat and I'll get something for you to drink" I quickly said to end the silence. "I'm not---" And the doorbell interrupted Sam. "Be right back" I said quickly as I ran up the stairs again to get it before my dad did. And I succeeded, I opened the door and there was Quinn (girl), Trish (also girl) and Tom; He has short black hair and brown eyes, and not to mention tall...his voice was so soft and warming. They were carrying him. I knew they were gonna be buzzin before they came, but he was tanked. So they carried him downstairs and sat him in a chair. I really felt bad for him, mainly cause I had feelings for him, but never brought myself to tell him. Soon after, all my quests had arrived; I had nine girls and one guy, excluding myself. We were all downstairs trying to keep Tom still. But he really needed to have a piss, so I walked him upstairs. My dad doesn't approve of drinking, so I told him that Tom was jus really sick, and that he had been all day. And to my surprise, it worked! I really don't like to lie, but I love this man, and I'd be dammed if he would get kicked out! Tom was so drunk that I held him all the way down the stairs, my hands placed on his shoulders. All of a sudden, a feeling came over me...I wanted to hold him in my arms and comfort him, until he felt better, but I quickly shoved that though into the dark recesses of my mind and continued to help him into the room. Dad had informed us a while after that, that the pizza had arrived and he was heading out with his girlfriend for supper, and that my sister was in charge...I was a little upset at that, mainly cause I was gonna be 18 and I was treated like a 12 year old. But my dad and me never really got along! I got Sam to help me serve the food and then dished out my own. We were having a blast downstairs, My sister was nice though, she always let me have privacy when I had friends over. She was upstairs watching TV and that was fine for her. So Tom was "eating" his pizza, I knew that it would absorb some of the alcohol and bring him within human reach. It was by now that I could really make my sister believe he was only sick. And once again he had to piss, so I once again helped him. (we have a low ceiling in the basement and duct work hanging down) He was looking at his shoes and I saw him about to hit the ductwork... "Tom, LOOK OUT" I yelled, and quickly grabbed him by his sweater and pulled him down just below the ductwork. As I calmed down, I realized I had my hands on his waist, and again the feeling inside me surfaced. And again, I forced it down...I couldn't let anyone here know, not ever! When he got out of the bathroom, he slowly walked by me, and said "I'm sorry" I looked up and said, "don't be" "Sorry" he once again replied... I stared at him for a moment and just let the feeling show itself, I think he noticed at that moment that I loved him, and then...I said "I can't be mad at you" before I realized what I had said, he smirked and returned downstairs. I stayed upstairs for a moment and then decided to go downstairs, hoping that he would forget, being in his drunken state. As I entered the room, everything seemed normal, no one said anything and apparently, neither did he...I was in the clear... ---------------------------------------------------------------- And that's it for part one, I will have part two done very soon, as I have a lot of time to work on this and remember this evening very well. I really hope you enjoyed it. ----------------------------------------------------------------