Date: Thu, 26 May 2022 16:00:00 +0100 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Coming Out Part Thirteen (Young Friends) Parties, parties, parties. With my birthday, then Jorge, Olly and Bella party and then all the ones around Christmas it did almost feel like my life was one big party! Which for me was a massive change to my usual fairly limited social calendar and I found it pretty exhausting. So it was with some relief that the Christmas holidays came along. For those two weeks I was able to relax and just hang out with my friends. The twins were away on holiday but that didn't mean I didn't have people to hang out with. I was out a lot, over at Jorge's every couple of days and I also managed to spend a fair bit of time over at Jamie's watching films. We hadn't quite managed to watch all the Marvel films by the new year but we'd made a dent. Come the new year I was back at school and there was another party coming up soon - Jamie's party. He turned fifteen on the 12th of January so was having a party at home a couple of days after that. It certainly sounded a bit of a bigger and more chaotic affair than I was used to. I guess fifteen was maybe that crossover time between being kids and being adults. When Jamie told me at school what the plan was for the party I was still surprised. So no swimming pool or cinema stuff, this was to be a house party with no adults there to supervise. I couldn't imagine my Mum letting me do that even if I was eighteen! I guess some parents are more relaxed with their children than others are. "My parents and Jacob are going away for the night! Apparently they trust me enough to make sure we don't burn the house down. They have set ground rules though, there will be booze, but strictly no drugs..or sex." "Are there many girls coming anyway?" I asked, pretending to just be slightly curious when what I really wanted to know was whether someone Jamie fancied was coming. "Not really to be honest, a couple of friend's girlfriends. It's not going to be a massive crazy house party or anything like the ones you see in films. Numbers ARE limited, that was one of the rules I had to agree to. Of course you're invited although I'm not really supposed to invite anyone younger than me so that means I can't really invite Jorge, Olly or Bella. You're the exception and as you already play for the football team my parents will be fine with that. They like you anyway so I'm fairly sure they won't think you'll cause trouble! The whole football team will be there but there will be few other boys from my year and a couple of local friends. They might be a bit weird about you coming but ignore them." I was flattered to be invited and readily agreed, although I instantly knew I'd need Tom's advice on how to play it with Mum. I was slightly anxious how Olly and Jorge in particular would feel about me invited and them not but they seemed to understand. Jorge gave me the usual talk though about making sure no one took advantage of me which again was sweet of him but also mildly annoying. "I'm just saying...horny teenagers...attractive gay twink...alcohol...who knows might happen!" "Jorge, fucking hell not everyone is as sex obsessed as you! No one is doing anything to me. The whole football team is there and they all know me. Absolutely nothing bad will happen. Assuming I'm allowed to go, that is!" "Why wouldn't you be?" Jorge asked. I shrugged, "Well my Mum is almost as overprotective as you are! There will be alcohol there and I'm not sure she'll be happy about it." "You worry too much," Jorge said, which was the very definition of the pot calling the kettle black! "Maybe, i'll just have to try and sweet talk her!" In the end my fears were misplaced. Tom told me what to say and when to say it. Mum agreed as long as I wasn't too late home. Tom then managed to secure more freedom for me. "Mum, it's a party. Sam might end up staying over, I think it's time to loosen those apron strings a bit. How about I keep in touch with him all night and you let me handle it. I promise nothing bad will happen. But he's fourteen, he deserves to have fun without you knowing everything going on. Sam, you'll message me every hour, deal?" I agreed and again Mum surprised me by agreeing as well albeit I could tell slightly reluctantly. I certainly wasn't planning on staying over as Jamie had said some boys already were. It would be carnage after all. I intended to go and have a good time, avoid alcohol and just enjoy myself. Things don't always work out as you plan them though... "You're drunk Sam!" A boy I didn't recognise said sitting next to me on the stairs where I was resting after having been for a piss at the upstairs toilet. "No I'm not," I lied. Actually that's not quite a lie, I guess you could say I was tipsy. Nothing more than that. "Do I know you?" "We chatted earlier! I'm Charlie, you know the one who goes to St Dunstans." Ah, the private school boy. The word "chatted" was doing a fair bit of heavy lifting. I had been a bit late arriving and Jamie introduced me to what felt like loads of people. I instantly forget most of them! I'd been hanging out with Danny and Pete and the others from the football team. They'd given me some cider and I'd had a couple of cans. "Oh yeah, what's it like there? Better than our school I bet!" I asked Charlie, not really remotely interested but trying to be polite. "It's school Sam. School is school whether you pay for it or not. I brought you a drink," He said changing the subject and sitting down next to me handing me a glass of what he said was coke. I drank some of it as he started chatting to me. He was nice enough but there was something about him that seemed a bit off. Probably just the self entitlement of going to private school and being well off. "Do you ski Sam?" he asked me after he'd gone to get me another drink. I sort of wanted to escape but he'd made me promise not to move so I felt I had to stay. "Um, no, isn't it really expensive?!" "I suppose so but we don't really worry about that sort of thing, we're loaded. We own a place in Val D'Isere so head out there all the time. It's great fun, you should try it!" "Yeah we're not loaded so that seems unlikely." "Maybe you can come with us one time, there's a lot of space. So what's it like being openly gay at a catholic school?" His question floored me a bit, I wasn't aware he knew. I know the boys at my school did but I wasn't expecting that it had spread further. I guess someone had said that at the party and Charlie had heard. I took a big swig of my coke which tasted a bit weird, maybe a different brand to what I was used to. Anyway it helped buy me some time while I thought about what to say. "Well it wasn't my choice to be out, I was outed really. It's been tough but some of the older boys like Jamie and the team looked out for me so things have gotten better." "I hope they didn't want anything in return!" Charlie said with a snort of amusement. "No, why would they?" I said slightly tersely. "Boys will be boys, anyway it's not all bad though is it!? All those boys at school, you being the only gay one. I bet it's like Christmas everytime you have a swimming lesson, all those cocks to look at!" " Fuck off!" I said angrily. I barely knew this boy and he was really getting on my nerves. I stood up and then I swayed unsteadily. Charlie caught me, "Sorry Sam, just joking, you don't seem well though. Oh shit sorry!" In steadying me he spilled his drink over my crotch. "Let me take you upstairs to get dry." He took my arm and started to push me up the stairs, "I'm fine, I don't need to. I just want to get back to the party!" I protested as my head started to spin. "Everything alright?" I heard Simon from the football team call from the bottom of the stairs. "All fine Simon, Sam just had too many vodka and cokes and spilt some over himself. He needs a lie down and to dry off." Vodka and coke!? No wonder I could barely stand. Suddenly it hit me like a train and my head was spinning. "No...no...I'm fine!" I weakly protested as Charlie opened the door to Jamie's bedroom and pushed me inside. "Right let's get those wet trousers off," he said, unbuttoning my jeans and pushing me onto the bed. He then pulled them off so I was there in my slightly damp pants. "Let me see if Jamie has anything that will fit you although he is quite a bit taller than you." Charlie then rummaged around in Jamie's drawers before coming to sit next to me. "Nothing suitable I'm afraid. Looks like we'll just have to let them dry, I'll wait with you if you like?" "Um I'm fine, thanks," I said as the room started spinning in front of me. I was easily the drunkest I'd ever been and I felt pretty awful. "You need company, how about we have some fun?" He said as to my horror he slipped his hand inside my pants, "Nice cock you got there! Do you want to touch mine?" "NO!" I said trying to move away but with his hand in my pants all that happened was that I got caught up with the sheets on the bed. "But you're gay, come on, have a feel!" "No!" I protested again. He took my hand in his "Sam, you're drunk. It's just you and me, no one is coming to help. We can do this the easy way where you put your hand in my pants or the hard way where I take your hand and put it there. Either way you're going to wank me off you fucking puff!" Puff?! Surely no one uses that word anymore! These weird private school boys. He was right that I was drunk but I wasn't going to let him molest me. "Fuck off! Take your hand out my pants and leave me alone!" I said wriggling to get free. "Is everything okay in here?" I heard Jamie say as to my relief he burst into the bedroom. Charlie snatched his hand out of my pants as if he'd been shot and I saw him give Jamie an innocent smile. "Fine, I was just helping Sam. He's drunk and acting inappropriately with me, I assume it's just the booze. Now you're here I'll go downstairs." He left the room and Jamie came and sat next to me, "You okay Sam? What's going on? What were you doing to Charlie?" To my surprise I burst into tears, "Charlie..got me drunk and brought me up here, ...he put his hand..he put his hand in my pants without my permission....he tried...he tried to make me do the same to him!" I said between sobs. Jamie put his arm around me and stroked my hair, "Shhh...it's okay now. Alcohol makes people act a bit crazy sometimes. I guess it was a misunderstanding. Are you sure he touched you?" "Yes!" "Maybe he thought you fancied him.' "No, the only boy I fancy is with me now!" I said slurring my words before then saying "Um I think I might need to be sick." Jamie got me into the bathroom and stayed there while I spewed up the vodka and coke. He cleaned me up then took me to the bedroom. My phone flashed with a message from Tom checking I was fine. Jamie used my face to unlock it and then got me onto his bed. "You need to sleep this off. You can't go home like this, your Mum will go crazy. I'll sort everything out with Tom now. I'll get your trousers washed....and mine where you got sick on me!" He said grimacing slightly. I felt mortified but let Jamie help me undress so I was just in my pants. He pulled the duvet over me, turned the light off and I instantly fell asleep.