"Shaun no, I'm not coming. How many times—"

"Because! The last time I went you threw up on me!! And besides I thought you were going because Linda was there why do you need me??"

"Well why did she leave?"

"Well I'm still not coming!"

"Because I already told you!"

"Ugh! It's like I said, I don't want to party right now!"

"Okay Yes its mostly because you always leave me. I don't know anyone, what am I suppose to do? Sit in a corner and dance with myself?"

I grow annoyed.

"Fine call me what you will but I'm not going and that's final!!"

Shaun says something. My gut twists. "Alright I'm coming..."

I hang up the phone. Great. Guess I'm going to the party after all...

Slipping on a pair of shoes I head to my car. Getting in I head to the address of the party. I don't even know where this is. Does Shaun even know these people??

Pulling up to the party I can feel and hear the music blaring out of the speakers.

Getting inside I'm instantly crowded by everyone. People are touching me and grinding on me. There wasn't even any room to breathe!

All of the people are yelling and dancing and drinking. They look like they're having fun but they're really just drunk.

No thanks!

I hurriedly make my way to a quiet corner. I mean don't get me wrong. I didn't mind partying and drinking it's just... I was alone... it felt awkward.

"Well well well, look who decided to show up!" I glare at Shaun, not happy in the slightest bit.

"I only came because of what you said. You lied to me!" Shaun smiled sheepishly.

"I'm drunk, you needed to relax, and hey I didn't completely lie. The host is super hot just wait until you meet him. Oh but before that we need to get you something to drink. I'll be right back."

Shaun walks off. I glare. "Hey no wait!" I start after him, that is until someone elbows me and I go stumbling backwards on to someone's lap.

For god sakes!!! Looking behind me I notice it's a guy I don't know but an attractive guy that I want to get to know. Getting up I start to blush. He's sexier than Channing Tatum! Like no joke! "S-sorry..." I quickly apologize. He smiles.

"That's alright, happens all the time." Ah is he.... is he flirting with me??? No he couldn't be. He's just making fun of me for being so clumsy.

He laughs at my reaction, taking a sip of his drink. "How's the party? Do you know someone here or...?" I glance around, noticing that Shaun has disappeared and it'd be useless to try and find him in this mess of a house.

I sit next to the man, the soft dark brown couch sinking in at the weight. I hardly know the guy but he's hotter than the man I masturbate to and he was talking to me so I figured... just maybe?

"Well no I don't know really anyone here. A friend called me so I could come meet the host.... not that I really wanted to come..." I mutter the last part but somehow the man still heard me, even though the music seem to blare.

"How come?" He asks. I sigh at the list of things that pop up in my head as to why I absolutely did not want to come. "Tell me, honestly. I want to know why you didn't want to come." The man states.

I bit my lip. He's so calming to be around, it's like I could tell him anything and everything. Almost as if I've known him my whole life... he's a stranger anyways. It couldn't hurt, could it??

"Well, I'm not always a fan of such big parties... the musics too loud for starters, and plus it's too crowded... if the host wanted to make people jealous about his parties he shouldn't invite so many." I shrug, sitting back and relaxing. The man begins to smile.

"Is that so? What makes you say he's trying to impress people?" I give him a look, is he really asking that? He laughs. "What is that look for? I seriously want to know." I laugh slightly.

"The expensive house, the lavish furniture. Look, that girls wearing a club outfit and the guy over there is drinking an expensive beer. But it means nothing if his music is crap. Listen to this. It isn't pumped up at all. All it is, is some mix the hired dj  picked out to get his crappy music out there."

"Yeah, But those are technical flaws. Why didn't you want to come, truly."

Damn he can see straight through me. Oh what the hell I might as well tell him.

"Well I use to have a crush on my friend but he doesn't feel the same and anytime he invites me out it ends in a disaster where I'm left behind to clean up his mess. Not the ideal party time..."

However my stupid mouth doesn't stop there. "And, I mean, I was lured here on the promise of a hot host."

The man laughs, his smile turning into an amused smirk as his eyes flick upwards. I follow his gaze and turn to find Shaun. "Oh Shaun. Hey..." I stand up, suddenly nervous. Did he hear any of that? Aw man!

Why did Shaun have to show up now? Couldn't he have left me alone for an hour or so, so I could talk to this guy some more??? I thought things were going pretty great between us....

Shaun smiles. "I see you've met the host."

My stomach drops. "The-the host?!!" I ask, completely shocked. Shaun laughs. "Yeah, didn't he tell you? This is his party. Isn't it great??" I gulped.

Fuck! I look down at my hands and blush. "Yeah..." Shaun hits my back, giving me a slight scare. "Don't be like that in front of the host, isn't he hot??? I told you it'd be worth while." He whispers into my ear.

My face turns red and I give Shaun a scowl. "I'll let you two talk some more. Me and Megan wanna dance." He explains before placing a red solo cup in my hand.

A clear liquid swirls around in it and I resist the urge to chug it as I'm feeling so horribly embarrassed right about now.

"That's right, you never did mention your name." The host said.

I blush. "I-I'm Finn. You?" God he probably hates me now!! He smiles. "Holden." He states.

Holden... wow I love his name! Ah but I should apologize... I insulted his party horribly! "Look I'm sor-" without warning a body slams into my back and knocks my cup out of my hand, spilling all down my shirt and pants.

I look to the side to find some random dude had plowed into me. Holden is talking to the man, his eyes almost looking angered. After sometime the random dude apologized and moved on. Holden sighs. "I'm sorry about that..."

I blush. "I-it's okay b-but um..." I look down at my wet alcohol soaked clothes. Great now it looks like I've pissed myself. And not to mention I hate, absolutely hate, having wet clothing on me. This feeling is so disgusting!

"Oh, I'll lend you some new clothes. Follow me." Holden sets his drink down and heads off into the crowd.

Ah wait!!! I rush after him but the crowd is too thick. I reach out to Holden, hoping to grab his hand so I wouldn't loose him.

This is not the case as someone grabs my other arm and pulls me in close to their body.

Ah! What's happening!!!

I looked up at the man. He was a looker but his looks paled compared to Holden's. Speaking of Holden if I could find him and get out of this place I'd be much happier.

Not to be picky about guys or anything but damn when a guy like Holden gives interest in a guy like me, guys like me need to act on it.

I shove the guy away. "Um please stop." I say, trying my best to block out his grinding.

He holds my waist and continues grinding against me. I try to shove him away again but he's not moving so easily. Oh gosh! This is going to be bad!

I look around frantically, I need help.

"Fuck off Jerr, he's with me." At the sudden sound of Holden's loud dominating voice I grow happy.

I turn to find Holden.

He grabs my wrist and pulls me free of the horny mans clutches.

The man, now embarrassed, holds up his hands. "Holden?! I didn't know, I swear." The man looked scared and I kind of took pleasure in it. Holden must hold some pretty awesome power to make a grown man like him grovel at his feet.

Holden rolls his eyes and pushes me forward slightly. "Let's go." He whispers to me before pushing me forward again.

We push our way through the crowd, most of them stepping aside to let Holden pass. It's like he's a god and they worship him!

We make it to a flight of stairs before Holden makes his way up them.

I sigh. Great... stairs. I've always hated stairs.

I climbed them as well.

We come to a corner and I see yet another flight of stairs. I inwardly groan and make my way to the top.

Getting there I'm about ready to collapse.

"This way." Holden takes my hand and pulls me along as he walks down a hall and turns into a room.

Is this his room? It's big and decorated with fine art.

The bed is cleanly made and the floor is spotless.

How does a 20 some year old guy have such riches?!!!!

My gawking was cut short as Holden let go of my hand and dug through his closet.

"Here," he tossed me a new pair of pants along with a nice looking shirt.

I started to feel nervous. I couldn't do this. I feel like I'm stealing his clothes or something!! What if I get these ones dirty too?? And when I leave I'll still be wearing them.

That means I'd have to return them!!!

"They're old clothes. I don't wear them anymore. They're too small anyways. They'd fit you." Holden explains.

"Th-thanks." I look around. Where can I change at?

Holden closes the closet door and walks over to the bedroom door. "I'll be down stairs." He then walks out and closes the door. Ah so I change in here??

Well...

Pulling off my wet shirt I slip the black one on. It's still a bit big...

Unbuckling my pants I let them slide down and notice my boxers are wet too. Taking them off as well I slide the skinny jeans on and look at myself in his mirror.

Hot damn!!! How did these clothes ever fit that hunky man?!

Making my way down the stairs was easier than going up them but still had me panting slightly.

Making it down to the party I scanned the crowd for Holden.

I found him surrounded by girls. For some reason I grew mad because of this and made my way over to them.

"So, Holden are you dating anyone?" The girls asked. I grew angrier and called out to Holden. "Holden!" I raised my hand slightly to grab his attention.

He looked over at me in shock. "Well don't you clean up nice." He smirked. I blushed. Does that mean he likes how I look?

"Thanks..."

He smirked some more before the girl broke our comfortable silence. "Who might this be Holden?"

Ick... I turned to the girl. She wasn't my type. Huge boobs and a pouty face. Girls weren't my type to start with as I was gay.

"Layla this is Finn. It's his first party so go easy on him." Holden explained.

I give a slight pout. Did he have to mention it was my first party here with him???

"Oh Holden he's not my type." She laughed out but I saw the anger in her eyes to know this was no laughing matter. She wanted Holden just as much as I did.

"Hold on I'll get us some drinks." Holden walks off. The girl, Layla, gave me a nasty glare.

"What makes you think your so special to Holden?" She spat out.

I glared back at her but before I could give a snotty reply back Shaun came over to me.

"Finn you've got to come see this! This game is so fucking fun!"

And with that he drags me away. I'm soon brought to a circle of men and women alike.

A drink is plopped into my hand and I'm told to chug it.

I look to Shaun but he's drunk off his ass.

I look back at Holden and see him talking to another girl at the 'bar.'

Fuck it.

I chug it all in one go and throw the cup on the ground. The group cheers and thus my night progresses in to the drunkenness I've been trying to avoid.

The group dared each other to do different things and if failed you had to drink a bunch of alcohol.

By the end of the night I couldn't walk straight nor even keep my self up so I sat in a chair.

The house was clearing out.

Layla had stayed to help clean up.

"I'll call you in the morning." Shaun said before walking out with two girls on either side of him.

I gave a pout.

That damn bastard is gonna be hung over in the morning and besides he's got two girls to keep him busy.

What time is it anyways? I pull out my phone and stare at the blurry numbers. I can't read them.... guess that means I should probably leave too.

"Thanks Layla." Holden thanked the girl as he closed the door. It was me and him now. I stood up, my legs swaying and my body seeming heavy. I took a stumbling step forward and collapsed in Holden's arms. "I-i neeeddd to go homeeee!!" I exclaim.

Holden sighs. "Not like this you aren't."

I glare up at him. "I don't need you telling me what to do!" I spout off to him. Holden sighs once more.

"You drove here didn't you?"

"Huh? Of course I did idiot!"

All my anger from before came crashing back. Flirting with all those girls! I oughta–

"Alright let's get you to bed."

Holden bent down slightly and scooped me up into his arms. Hey it's like he's carrying home a new bride. Wouldn't that make me his bride???

I glare at him. "Put me down I can walk!!" I shout. He looks down at me.

"No, you can't. Now would you be quiet?"

He starts heading for the stairs. He makes it all the way up then and brings me to his room once again.

He sets me down on the edge of the bed and starts to take off my shirt.

"Hey!!" I shove him away and glare. "You don't get to undress me with the way you acted tonight!" I state.

Holden raises an eye brow in question. I cross my arms. Doesn't he remember? He ditched me to go flirt with girls!

Suddenly a look of answer crosses his face and he smirked.

"Oh, you're talking about when you caught me talking to Layla."

I gasp. "It wasn't just her! You had swarms of them following you! And they threatened me with their death stares!"

I loose my anger, now suddenly becoming sad. "It wasn't very nice!" I mutter. Tears instantly well up in my eyes. It's like I meant nothing to him. The tears spill over.

Holden sighs and takes my head into his hands. "Finn stop crying." He says, his voice softer than usual.

I look at him, my eyes blurry from the tears.

"You don't have to be jealous Finn. I wasn't flirting with them. I'm a host. I have to be nice to my guests. Besides I've already decided who I want."

I stare at him, confused. How can I not be jealous???

"What do you mean?" I ask. He sighs. "Do I have to spell it out for you?"

What's he–

He then leans in and kisses me.

At first I'm shocked but the longer his lips stay on mine the more needy I get.

I relax against him, kissing him back. His hands grab at the back of my neck, deepening the kiss.

Teeth knock against teeth and our tongues begin to battle as the kiss quickly turns into pure want.

A moan escapes me when I feel one of Holden's hand press into my back and furthering our kiss. It also brings our bodies closer together.

Wait! I break the kiss. I pant heavily, having been recently deprived of my air supply.

Holden looks at me with a heated gaze and I blush. "Does this mean–" Holden quickly cuts me off with another hungry kiss.

"Mmmhmmp!" I fall backward on to the bed, my arms wrapping around Holden's neck.

His tongue licks my lips, asking for entrance. I give it to him and he claims my mouth once more.

Suddenly Holden pulled away. "I knew you wanted me the moment you sat down next to me." He huffed out, his voice rough and husky.

I licked my lips, liking the taste of alcohol he left behind.

"Then why didn't you take me earlier?" I asked.

He smirked down at me and suddenly his hands were at my thighs, pushing them upward. My body slid up on the bed as well and I moan as he spread my legs. "I didn't think you'd get so drunk." He panted out.

I grabbed at the sheets and looked up at him, propping myself up on my elbows.

Holden makes quick work of the position and soon unbuttons the pants I'm wearing.

Sliding them down I am left exposed to him. I blush, embarrassed.

Holden stares at me. Ah I can't take it!

I sit up, bringing my legs to my chest as to hide my nakedness. Holden frowns. "Hey, don't hide." He pulls at my legs but I refuse to open them. "B-but you were staring!" I whine out, feeling self conscious.

Holden smiles at me. "Well that's because you're so beautiful."

Ah! I stare at him, my heart pounding. He thinks I'm beautiful?

I blush.

"You think so?" He smiles more. "I know so."

He pulls away from me and moves to the top of the bed where he sits down and leans his back against the headboard.

"Come here Finn." His seductive voice gives me chills and I find myself listening to the command.

I crawl over to him and spread my legs once more, this time so that I could straddle him.

I sat on his thighs, our erections so close they could touch if I moved even the slightest.

I stared into Holden's eyes. "Are you a virgin?" He asks. I blush, nodding. He smirks. "Good. Do you play with yourself?"

I blush, biting my lip. Holden's hands held my hips. He was still fully clothed which made me unhappy. "Finn." He wanted an answer.

"Y-Yeah..." I breathed out. I reached down and pulled at his shirt, sliding it up. "Take it off." I demand.

Holden chuckles slightly, sitting up he pulls his shirt all the way off.

I marvel at his toned muscles and oh so tanned skin.

I fingered each muscle, as if trying to memorize them.

He was so perfect.

"Finn." With the sound of his deep voice I looked up. Holden brought my wandering hand to his mouth and started to suck on my fingers.

My face bloomed a deep red and I squirmed slightly. It feels weird to have him sucking on my fingers but also so arousing.

Finally he lets go of them and guides his other hand to my cock. He gives it a light squeeze and I moan from the contact.

Holden smirks from my reaction.

"So then play with yourself. Show me how you pleasure yourself." Holden's hot voice came from right beside my ear.

I squirmed once more.

I looked up at him, his hand pleasuring my cock and filling my mind with lust.

"Show me what makes you feel good." He says, his voice low and sultry.

I bite my lip, leaning forward and guiding my wet fingers to my ass. With my free hand I grab at Holden's shoulder, pushing my face into the crook of his neck.

Finding my tight little hole I prodded at the entrance, testing myself.

Poking a finger in I gave a soft mewl of pleasure. I worked my tight hole, thrusting my finger in and out. My breathing picked up and I closed my eyes, focusing on the pleasure I received.

Holden's hand worked my cock while my finger worked my hole.

I added another finger soon after and began to rock my hips.

The pleasure. God it felt good. But it wasn't enough. I add a third finger but even then it wasn't enough.

At home I would usually use a dildo but seeming as I was not at home that was not an option.

I had something better. Holden's cock. "I-I can't. H-Holden please!" I whined out.

I worked myself harder. My three fingers thrust into me as hard as they could and I