The After Party 🏳️‍🌈 Casey's Pride Parade, a story by Josh Terrence

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Author's note: This short story depicts sexual acts between males of various ages. If you are offended by sex between men, teenage boys, boys or between males of any age, why are you here? If you are not a legal adult or if this content is illegal in your locale, leave now.

This story is a work of pure fiction. The taboo acts depicted in this story are not condoned by the author, this is fantasy only. All Characters in this story are portrayed by actors 18 years of age or older. This disclaimer applies to all installments of this story, past and present.

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Chapter 9 -- Casey Comes Out of his Pants, Everyone Else Cums 🏳️‍🌈

Before I left the park, I got back on grindr to check my notifications. I'd been tapped by a few prospective tops, but none of them had cars and they lived too far away to come to the park. One cutie asked me to ride my bike to his place, but I wasn't comfortable meeting a stranger at his house so I passed. Instead, I played in my hole for a few minutes, then I licked my fingers clean and got dressed so I could cross the street and cruise for cocks while I laid in my bed.

When I got home, mom was sitting on the couch, watching TV with a beer in her hand. There were two empty bottles sitting on the coffee table and I figured she was working on a buzz. Not wanting to come across as being ungrateful after the day we'd had so far, I decided not to bring it up.

When I closed the door, she looked my way and once again, she seemed to be taking stock of my slutty attire. My shirt was still tied off and my ultra tight jeans were hugging my slender waist. The outline of my little boner was visible in the front while my freshly fucked ass was practically bursting through their seat.

She gave me a long, introspective look, then she smiled and said, "That wasn't a very long walk, son."

"Yeah, I didn't stay at the park that long," I answered through a blush as I approached her.

She held onto her beer with one hand and slowly ran her fingertips over my exposed midriff, then she asked, "Did you visit a friend?"

I nodded silently while she looked me up and down, taking stock of my short, skinny frame. She looked down at my pant legs, which were wrinkled from being bunched around my thighs, and used her palm to flatten them out. At that exact moment, the dark and briny aroma of anal intercourse seeped through the denim and into our noses. With a matter of fact tone, she asked, "Do you need another shower?"

"I was planning to wait," I said, my voice barely audible as I swallowed some saliva. "I'll probably see another friend soon."

With that, she gave me a look I couldn't read as the awkward moment unfolded. After a few moments, her face melted into a smile and she nodded in understanding, then she took a swig from her beer while I retreated to my room.

As soon as I was alone, I hopped on grindr to setup another cock date. But before I could, the hot maintenance guy from the mall texted me an eggplant emoji and I felt my insides jump. I texted him back right away and we arranged to see each other at the park so he could buttfuck me.

With my ass shivering, I fingered another glob of vaseline into my hole, then I washed my hands and beat a hasty path to the front door.

"I'm going back out," I remarked as I breezed past mom in the living room.

"To the park?" she asked, taking a drink from her beer.

"Yeah," I admitted, avoiding her gaze.

"Are you seeing another friend?" she asked, her eyes glued to my bubble butt. I gave her a guilty look and nodded, prompting her to say, "Dan's coming over in a little bit."

My face instantly lit up and I offered her a smile. "Okay. I won't be long."

With that, I hurried out the door and crossed the street to have my hole stroked out again. 🏳️‍🌈

"Your ass is pulling my dick deeper," my stud moaned, his face registering pleasure and panic as he held my legs in place and deep dicked me. I was laying across the toilet seat with my back resting against the rim and my head propped up by the chrome plumbing fixtures. Taking short, quick breaths, I moaned helplessly as relentless pleasure signals rocked my body. My dick was rock hard and pressed so tight against my pubic bone that it totally concealed the small patch of hair that was growing right above its base.

I let out a guttural groan and mouthed the words, "It feels so good" while he fed me long strokes.

For his part, he seemed to be doing all he could to prolong both of our pleasure by staving off his inevitable orgasm. I was breathlessly watching him put in a five star performance, hitting my spot over and over again with his rigid pole while my body dripped with sweat.

He looked down at me with frantic eyes and I could tell he was about to cross the finish line. Almost as if he were giving in, he tenderly praised me with "Such a good boy" right before he let out a long, chaotic howl that changed in pitch at least four times, then he shut his eyes and seeded me.

"Oh my god," I panted, then I watched him blink while his cock rested in my clutching chute. Letting go of a sigh of relief, I said "So good."

"Oh yeah?" he asked me, grinning from ear to ear while I bit my lower lip and nodded. "You know your way around a dick, don't you champ?"

"Yeah," I sighed, reaching out with my hand to rub his belly through his uniform shirt while his erect penis jerked in my ass. "Do you think we can do this again soon?"

"Sure thing," he said with a wink, then he pulled out of me. He slowly eased my legs down and I sat up, then I wrapped my lips around his trophy and beamed while he caressed my flushed face.

When I put his dick away, he mussed my hair, then he took off while I stayed where I was and tried to calm down. I licked my lips and took a few deep breaths, then I hiked my pants and went home.

When I crossed the street to my house I spotted Dan's truck parked in the driveway and felt my freshly fucked hole twitch. I made a quick beeline for the front door and went inside. The living room was abandoned so I popped my head into mom's bedroom door, where she and Dan were laying side by side. Right beside her on the nightstand was a pair of empty beer bottles and a vape pipe that was laying on its side.

She was topless, clinging to his chest and glowing like a lightbulb while he did the same. As I took in the scene, I felt a rush of jealousy wash over me. But then Dan spotted me and his face lit up.

"Hey buddy," he said with a warm smile, and I couldn't help but blush.

"Hey Dan," I answered shyly, feeling my cheeks heat up.

"I was worried I'd miss you," he said with a jovial inflection, then he patted the spot next to him in mom's bed.

Almost in a trance, I kicked my shoes off and got in next to him. He immediately wrapped his arm around me and pulled me close to him. I noticed him looking my attire over with an appraising eye, then he kissed me on top of the head.

"Did you have fun at the park?" he asked me quietly. I nodded in the affirmative, so he followed up with, "Did you see a friend?"

"Yeah," I sang with a dreamy smile, still feeling the afterglow of my lay radiate off my sexed up body.

"I'm glad to hear that, Casey," he said while I gazed up at him through starry eyes.

"Did mom tell you I got my ear pierced?" I asked, and he immediately fixed his gaze on my pride earring.

"She mentioned that," he said, gently lifting my lobe and taking stock of my pride flag earring. "I like your earring, bud."

"Thanks, I have another one," I shared with a shy smile. "Wanna see it?"

"Sure champ," he said, so I hopped up and went to my room to get my gay couple earring.

When I presented it to him, he looked it over while I laid down and got comfortable at his side. While he was looking it over, I announced, "It's the symbol for gay boyfriends."

"I'm glad you felt comfortable enough to ask for these, Casey," he said, handing me the case.

"I wanted people to know," I revealed, setting it down on the nightstand. "I'm wearing them to school, too."

He slid his left hand down to my torso and gave my exposed tummy a rub before sliding it up to my chest.

"Your mom says you two had a couple of good talks today," Dan remarked, rubbing my chest with his palm while I leaned into his torso and nodded. He traced his right thumb over my pride colored earring and asked, "Did you get it all out?"

"Not all of it," I said, nuzzling my cheek against his cotton shirt and inhaling the aroma of his deodorant and fabric softener. "I haven't officially come out yet."

"That's what she said," he told me, moving his gentle touch from my right ear lobe to the crown of my head, where he lightly scrubbed my hair. "I get the feeling it's not much of a secret anymore, though."

I tilted my head back and smiled up at him, earning me a wink as he rubbed my chest with circular motions while I soaked up his attention and his affection. My socked feet were planted on the mattress and my legs were splayed while my rock hard little boner created a tiny bulge in the crotch of my jeans. My ass was still quaking with pleasure as the aftershocks of my buttfuck continued to rock my 61 inch frame.

Mom was silently rubbing his shoulder while we talked candidly about the coming out process. And even though she was right there listening to everything, I felt oddly at ease talking to Dan about anything.

"Do you think she might already know?" he asked me in a thoughtful tone.

I relaxed my head against his chest and sighed, then I said, "Maybe, but I still haven't told her everything. I haven't even told her that I'm gay."

"How come, buddy?" Dan asked. "I bet you'd feel a lot better if you got the words out."

I shrugged and answered, "I almost said it in the car, but I got nervous. I thought I was in the mood to tell her, but when I was about to do it, I couldn't."

"What do you think happened?" he asked, then I felt him kiss me on top of the head.

"I don't know," I said, placing my hands against his forearm and rubbing it gently. "I kinda feel like coming out right now, but I don't know how far out I want to be."

"You want to talk it out with me before you do it?" he asked, and I nodded. "What do you think you'd feel comfortable telling her?"

"I kinda want her to know everything, but I don't want her to think I'm a total slut," I admitted, then I looked at my mom with searching eyes. She looked like she wanted to assure me that it would be okay, but stayed silent because she wanted me to talk it out with Dan.

"I'm sure your mom wouldn't think that, buddy," Dan assured me. "I get the feeling that no matter what you tell her, she'll love you the same."

With that, he kissed mom on the cheek and they shared a warm smile while I watched with the same searching eyes. When Dan turned his attention back to me, I told him, "I was thinking about seeing guys out in the open so she'd find out without me having to tell her about it."

"How do you think that would feel for you?" he asked, and I shivered hard while I tried to suppress a moan.

"I'd like it," I admitted, nuzzling my cheek against his chest. "I'd be with guys all the time."

"On dates?" he asked curiously.

I smiled warmly at him and nodded, then I said, "And in my room."

"Would that be special for you?" he asked me softly.

"Yeah," I hissed. "I'm always in the mood to have guys come through and, well, you know..."

"For sex?" he asked bluntly. I nodded through a deep red blush and he responded by saying, "That's nothing to be ashamed of, Casey. Sex is something natural that we all enjoy."

"Yeah but," I started, then I felt his fingertips rubbing my chest and brushing my nipples while my body burned with passion. Then in a small voice, I admitted, "I do it a lot."

"That's because you're a teenager," he explained. "It's perfectly normal for you to want to have as much sex as you can."

With that, I cast my cautious gaze at mom, who was watching me with a look I couldn't read. I felt a little ashamed of my disposition, but then I remembered that I was talking with Dan. So in a way, this didn't count. I felt Dan caress my cheek, then he asked, "What do you want to tell your mom?"

"That I'm 100% gay," I said, and I felt his arm wrap around my shoulders to give me a reassuring hug. With a blush, I added, "And I kinda want to be able to ask her questions about sex with guys."

"Do you think you'd like to ask me anything about sex?" he offered, and I smiled silently at his gesture. He gave my left shoulder a warm squeeze with his hand and said, "You and your mom like a lot of the same things, don't you?"

My blushing face turned beet red as I nodded my confession, all but announcing that I was a bottom. Dan kissed me on top of the head and I heard mom tell him, "Make sure he knows he can come to me with anything."

"Did you hear that, Casey?" he asked me while I looked over at mom. We shared a poignant smile, and then I nodded while Dan assured me, "It's okay to be who you are. Your mama loves the same things you do, so you have nothing to worry about."

"Do I have to talk about it with her today?" I asked, then I watched my mom shake her head no.

"Do it on your own time, buddy," Dan told me while mom caressed my cheek.

"Thanks," I said, making direct eye contact with mom while she ran her fingertips through my sweaty hair. 🏳️‍🌈

By 7pm, mom was blackout drunk in the kitchen after taking Jello shots while she made dinner. Dan was a little drunk too, but nowhere near as wasted as mom was. He and I were on the sectional, in the exact same spot we had been that morning when mom staggered out of her bed. And just like before, I had my head in his lap and he was rubbing my back with one hand while my little body roared with horny passion.

The only difference was that this time, my mouth and throat were filled with his hard prick while I moaned lasciviously. My tightie whities were pulled down in the back, exposing my easy access rear end for Dan to pleasure with his finger while I indulged in my generous mouthful. With one hand rubbing my back and the other digitally penetrating me, I felt totally out of control with pleasure while I treated myself to a slow throat fuck.

My eyes were fluttering as the pleasure overwhelmed me on the couch. I heard a shot glass hit the table as mom threw back yet another shot and knew she'd never know what was happening. Or if she did know, that she'd never remember it.

So when she stumbled into the living room and took a seat on the sectional right beside Dan, I didn't bother to stop what I was doing. Dan seemed to tense up for a moment, but when she simply rested her head on his shoulder and announced, "I'm so fucked up right now" he relaxed. I responded by rubbing his inner thigh to encourage him to lay back and enjoy the blow job we were both being treated to while my sphincter contracted around his middle finger.

At some point, mom lifted her head from Dan's shoulder and let it fall against the backrest, so I pulled off of Dan's manhood with a slurp and sat up so I could kiss him on the lips. When our lips parted, mom opened her eyes and smiled at me through her stupor. Undaunted, I moved back down and got right back on my lover's prick.

While I was moaning blissfully around Dan's pleasure stick, I felt him run his fingers across the back of my neck while a hand came to rest on top of my head. I cast my eager eyes up to see that mom had her hand on my head and was pushing me down on Dan's cock. I couldn't tell if she knew what she was doing or not, but she seemed to know exactly how much pressure to apply, and when to let up so I could go up and down on his stalk. My ass juiced hard around his middle finger, then I heard my mom slurring her words as she said, "My baby boy's so into that dick."

With a feminine moan, I nodded in agreement, then I doubled down on my throat fuck while my little dick tingled in my underwear. The scene was too much for Dan to process, because less than a minute after mom grabbed the back of my head, he pulled a sharp breath through his teeth and shuddered.

In a flash, his big dick started to spout hot sperm into my mouth, painting my palate with his load while I moaned like a bitch in heat. I felt flashes of warmth spreading all over my immature groin, then down the insides of my thighs and all through my abdomen. At the same time, my sphincter grabbed Dan's finger with a violent contraction and I felt a torrent of pleasure overflow from my body as I received his load.

When it was over, I pulled off of Dan's erection and sat up, then I swallowed with a satisfied sigh. My stud had his forearm over his brow, almost as if he were shielding his eyes from the light. When I melted into his chest, he pursed his lips and exhaled with force while his finger remained lodged in my ass. I looked over at mom, who'd let her head fall back and looked like she was about to pass out, and sighed.

When Dan started to recover, he removed his digit and I sucked it clean while he held me close. Seconds later, mom started to snore and I realized she was passed out.

"Do you think she'll remember?" he asked.

"Nah, she's totally shitfaced," I assured him. "Thanks for letting me blow you tonight."

"You'r'e welcome, kiddo," he assured me. "Casey?"

"Yeah?"

"You should talk to her and tell her everything you need to say," he said while I sighed and nodded in resigned agreement.

"I will," I promised him, then we got up and went to my room so we could fuck while mom curled up on the sectional, blacked out and too drunk to move. 🏳️‍🌈

When Dan left, it was only 8:30 and I was still in the mood to hookup. Wanting to have the living room to myself so I could put the moves on a prospective cock date, I shook mom awake and helped her down the hall. She made a left turn to go to the bathroom while I went in her bedroom and pulled her covers back. I sat on the bed and waited for her while I thought about what Dan told me. His load was seeping out of my high traffic hole and starting to saturate the seat of my tighty whities, which was all I had on.

Finally, mom made it to her room and plopped down on her pillow. She'd lost her pants in the bathroom and was dressed in nothing but her panties, but she still had her blouse on. With a sigh, I managed to get her to sit up and helped her out of her top, then she laid down and said, "Thanks, sweetie."

"You're welcome, mom," I said, leaning down to kiss her on the cheek. "Mom?"

"Yes honey?" she said, her eyes shut tight.

"Do you remember what happened earlier?"

"Tell mama what happened," she said, inhaling and exhaling through her nose.

"Nothing," I whispered, feeling a little relieved. "I love you."

"I love you too, Casey," she murmured, then she found my hand with hers and gave it a squeeze. "Do you need to talk?"

"Yeah, but if you're too messed up I can wait," I offered.

She moved over and patted the mattress, so I laid down beside her and curled up into her side.

"Tell me what's going on," she said, and I could smell the alcohol on her breath.

"I wanted to get something off my chest, but I don't want to upset you," I said.

"You can tell me anything, son," she assured me with a smile, her eyes still closed.

"I'm gay, mom," I told her.

She kissed me on the cheek and said, "I know that, baby."

"There's more," I said as she blinked, opening her eyes to give me her attention. "I've been putting out."

"Is that what you've been up to at the park?" she said knowingly. When I nodded, she rubbed my back and said, "You've been enjoying yourself, haven't you?"

"Yeah," I whispered, feeling my chest swell with warmth as I got it out of my system. "I handled a lot of dicks today."

"How many, Casey?" she asked me, and once again, the smell of alcohol was powerful in my face.

"Ten," I admitted.

"That's a lot of cock, honey," she remarked. "Did you suck all those dicks?"

"I sucked most of them," I revealed. "But I rode all of them."

With that, mom ran her palm over my ass while I snuggled closer and enjoyed the liberating feeling of complete transparency.

"You've been getting a lot of action back here, huh?" she said softly.

"I like it in the ass," I told her. "Does that disappoint you?"

"No, son," she assured me. "You're not the only one laying here who likes it in the ass."

With that, we shared a smile and she pressed the tip of her nose into mine.

"My baby boy's growing up so quick," she lamented.

"Is it okay if I have a couple guys over tomorrow?" I asked, and she nodded. Feeling emboldened, I said, "I'm seeing some of the guys on the football team and I wanted to have them come see me after school."

"I'm sure that'll be a nice treat for you," she said, giving my rump a squeeze.

"It's gonna be perfect," I sighed contentedly. "Mom?"

"Yeah?"

"Do you think dad's going to be pissed off when he finds out?" I asked guardedly.

"I don't think so, son," she said. "He loves his little prince and I don't think anything is going to change that."

"Even though I'm a gay slut?" I asked, feeling a shiver run through me.

"That's not going to make a difference, Casey," she assured me. "Daddy loves you more than anything in the world, and so do I."

"I love you too, mom," I said. "Thanks for letting me come out to you tonight."

"You're welcome, hun," she said, then I kissed her on the cheek one more time before I got up and went to my room so I could send a few texts to try to line up another cock ride before bed.

Up Next: Out of the Closet and Up the Butt in the next chapter of The Party Never Stops 🏳️‍🌈

Also: Jack's on a mission to get laid, but what lengths will he go to in order to lure a pair of hung tops to his lair? Find out right now in The Empty Bottle 🏳️‍🌈

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