Chapter 4

Cole's PoV

Sunday 13th January 2019

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Tonight is going to be amazing. Me and Lacey have been invited to a big party as a late New Years celebration by one of our friends from school. They called it a New Years party but we all know that's just an excuse to get drunk and have sex and dance the night away. I'm not complaining though, I love sex and partying and getting drunk. Lacey is exactly the same but she is always more graceful with it all.

At the moment, Lacey is in the bath and I'm sat on her toilet seat shaving my legs in only a pair of boxers. We both have a face mask on that will leave our skin lovely and soft ready for tonight's house party. I'm so excited, there hasn't been a big party like this in weeks!

"You missed a bit," says Lacey while she relaxes in the hot bath. I look down at my leg and see I did miss a line of hair and I mumble a curse before shaving it off. There, lovely and smooth, ready for whoever is going to fuck me tonight. I'm looking for a boy tonight, I'm adamant I'm going to be fucked. I even did an enema and everything, something I won't ever get used to.

I finish shaving my other leg while Lacey gets out of the bath and dries off with a towel. I can't help but watch her body as she dries off. She really is hot. Her figure is amazing and makes my cock twitch a bit in my underwear.

"Remember to wash off the face mask," I say as she drains the bath and goes to leave the bathroom. She turns around and goes to the sink, pretending she didn't forget. I can't help but smirk when she sends me a small glare.

"I know, I've done one before," she says sarcastically and starts washing her face in the sink.

"Alright, no need to be moody." I say in a silly voice to wind her up even more.

"Shut up Cole and get in the shower or I'll not let you get laid tonight. I'll cock block you!" She warns, her painted nail pointed in my face. I hold my hands up in surrender and she nods, knowing she's won. I pull off my underwear then climb in the shower, turning on the warm water and standing under the soothing stream.

"You know, i'd of let you go to the party with your face mask on. I think it would've been pretty funny," I laugh to myself as I start to wash my body.

She huffs and flushes the toilet, making the shower water turn freezing cold for a minute.

"Lacey!" My voice is a shrill scream as I leap out of the way of the icy water and fall flat on my ass in the shower. "You little bitch!"

"You deserved it asshole, now hurry up or we'll be late," she replies and disappears into her room. Quickly, I finish showering and wrap a towel around my waist before walking into Lacey's pink room.

When I say pink, I mean everything: The bed, the walls, the carpet, the wardrobe, the curtains, and even the flowers on the windowsill. It's not tacky though, it's a pale pink so it at least looks nice. Just way too pink for my liking.

I watch as Lacey pulls on a black tube top to cover her boobs and a short black skirt that hardly covers her ass. Obviously she pairs the outfit with a pair of heels that look so sexy on the end of her long legs. I won't lie and say she doesn't look amazing. At least I know she'll be getting laid tonight.

I opt to wear black skinny jeans, a tight v-neck shirt—in a nice pale blue colour—and of course, my sexy black tongue stud. Guys go crazy when I give them a blowjob with it in, apparently the cold metal feels amazing on the tip so that's what I tend to focus on. However, tonight I'm hoping for a guy to take me to a bedroom and just fuck the sense out of me.

I'd love Mr Murray to do that to me. I actually found out his name is Nathan because I may have stalked him on F******k. Don't judge me, you've all done it before to find out more about a sexy man you want inside your pants.

No Cole! Tonight is about forgetting about Nathan for a while. I need a good fucking and maybe he will drift from my thoughts. Hopefully.

As I wait for Lacey to finish her make-up, I put a few condoms in my back pocket for later. When I've put my shoes on, I pace the room impatiently. She really takes ages to get dressed.

"Are you done yet? I want to go already," I whine as Lacey finishes up her bright red lipstick.

"I'm ready to go," she replies and we head out of the house. I lead the way to the house because Lacey forgot where it was. Mainly because last time we came here we were both drunk already so she didn't really know where it was but luckily, I have a great drunk memory.

I pull out my pack of cigarettes and frown when I only see one left. That'll have to do for tonight I guess. I'll smoke it now then get too drunk to want one later on. I put the stick between my lips and light the end, inhaling the smoke deeply.

"Really? You have to smoke on our way to a party?" Lacey says, her voice laced with distaste. I hold the cigarette between my fingers and look at her like she just sprouted another head.

"Yes, I have to smoke now. I'll either be too drunk to do it later or too busy to do it later," I say with a smirk and wiggle my eyebrows suggestively. She tries to stay angry with me but ends up laughing when I hump the air to emphasise my point.

"I swear to god, you're such an idiot!" She huffs and walks slightly ahead of me.

"I'm sorry. Look I'll put it out," I take one last drag then reluctantly put it out under my shoe. "Happy?"

"Very."

When we arrive at the party, we are handed cups of vodka as soon as we get through the front door. I down mine straight away but Lacey takes her time with hers.

Loud music fills the main room everyone is dancing in and I can't help but join in with a tall boy with brown hair. I dance against his taunt body, my ass rubbing against his crotch and his hands gripping my waist. He pulls me flush against his body and leans down to my neck. His lips ravage the sensitive skin there and probably have left dark marks.

"Should we go upstairs?" He asks, an Italian accent creeping through his words. Shivers run down my spine as his breath fans against my neck.

"Let's have some fun down here first, then we'll go up," I reply, turning around and looking up at him. Now I can properly see his face, I can definitely say he is gorgeous. He has a sharp jawline and sculpted cheekbones that are to die for. His lips are slightly plump and very kissable whereas his eyes are a bright hazel and scare me slightly. I'm reassured though when he puts his hands on my ass and pulls me up to him and grinds on me.

"Hmm yes," I moan. Maybe I won't wait to go to bed with him.

"What's your name?" He asks, his lips almost touching my ear.

"Cole, what's yours?"

"Vincent." He replies and leans down slightly so he can connect our lips in a heated kiss. I frown when he pulls away and that is apparently funny to him because he chuckles at me.

"Let's go play truth or dare in the other room, caro," he suggests in his sweet voice. I don't know what he called me at the end of the sentence but he said it nicely so hopefully it wasn't mean.

I happily follow him to another room and see a bunch of kids in a circle with vodka and a few people smoking weed. He holds my hand gently and leads me to sit down in the circle.

The girl next to me hands me her bottle of vodka and says I can have the rest. I thank her but am also confused why she'd give away half a bottle of vodka. Her loss I guess. I take a swig and grimace at the burning sensation as it goes down my throat.

"You want some?" I ask Vincent. He shakes his head no but accepts the joint handed to him by the person sat on his other side. He holds it to my lips and I take a drag, not caring that he didn't let me hold it myself.

"You. Truth or dare?" Says a boy sat across from us. I realise he's talking to Vincent and not me so I impatiently wait for him to reply.

"Dare," He replies confidently.

"I dare you to strip to your underwear."

I watch closely as the Italian boy stands up and starts taking off clothes. He even makes a show out of it, flexing his muscles and hooking his fingers in the waistband of his jeans teasingly. His eyes stay trained on my face as he strips down, a cocky smirk displayed across his face. I'm practically drooling when he's finished and takes a seat beside me again.

"You're so hot," I say to him in a breathless voice.

"Why thank you, but you should really see yourself." He replies, his voice smooth as honey. "So truth or dare, caro?"

"Dare," I say quickly. I want him to know I'm not messing around tonight, I'm in the zone.

"I dare you to down that vodka."

I don't think twice as I lift the bottle to my lips and start drinking the clear liquor. Everyone else in the room cheers me on as the alcohol soon disappears into my stomach and some down my chin. I slam the bottle onto the floor when I'm done and wipe my mouth to get the wetness off my face.

"Did I do it?" I slur as I ask Italian boy.

"Yes you did tesoro," he says and kisses my lips lightly. It was a quick and teasing kiss that left me wanting more of the sexy boy.

"Can we have sex now?" I ask and lean my chin against his chest, my eyes looking up at him.

"Do you not want to have more fun?" He asks sarcastically.

"No, I want you to fuck me."

His eyes darken and he pulls me up from the floor. His hand grips my arm as he leads me to a bedroom upstairs. Thank god it's empty or else we might have ended up in an orgy.

As soon as we enter the bedroom, I'm pushed onto the bed and Vincent kneels over me. The room spins around me and I giggle.

"What's wrong?" Asks Vincent, his body frozen above my own.

"Nothing...  I had wayyyyyyyy too much to drink," I say, my words slurred together. I don't wait for him to reply and reach for his face, pulling his lips down to mine. He grunts from the sudden movement but moves his tongue with mine nonetheless.

I flip us over so I'm straddling Vincent's taunt waist and start pulling off my shirt. I throw it across the room and start grinding onto him.

"Cazzo sì!" He groans, his hands gripping my hips almost painfully. Again, not sure what he said but it sounded like he was feeling good.

"Turn over, I want to fuck you," he says as he gives me a nudge. I climb off him and lay on my front, my ass sticking up. He makes quick work of my jeans and boxers, throwing them to the floor. I can't help but let out a loud moan when he pulls my asscheeks apart and starts rimming my asshole. I bite down onto the pillow as his tongue licks me and spears into my hole.

"Please," I beg when he just misses my prostate, his tongue not long enough to reach.

"Please what?" He asks teasingly, his face now away from my ass.

"Please fuck me." I whine, a pout on my face.

That's all the motivation he needs as he gets off the bed and pulls his boxers off.

"Condoms are in the back pocket of my jeans."

Vincent pulls one out and opens the wrapper, quickly rolling the rubber over is impressive length. Hastily, he climbs onto the bed and puts a pillow under my hips to lift them up.

He spits on my hole and pushes two fingers in me. It stings a bit but it's nothing I can't handle.

"Oh god! Right there!" I moan when he curls his fingers and rubs my prostate. His hot breath fans against the back of my neck as he pulls his fingers away and rests the head of his cock at my entrance.

"You ready?" He asks, his voice sounding impatient.

"Hmmmm please," I beg. He slowly starts pushing in, his arms on both sides of my head to hold himself up. I groan loudly as I feel him filling me up to the brim. He bottoms out and lets out a deep breath he was holding.

"Sentirsi bene," he gasps and starts moving in and out, a little at a time.

"Faster!" I beg.

He pulls his hips back so it's almost out then slams back in at full speed. I let out a pleasure filled scream and arch my back into his body. I feel like I've unleashed a beast in Vincent because he starts thrusting in and out incredibly fast. His long cock abuses my prostate making me an incoherent mess as I beg for him to go faster, harder, make me cum. I'm probably not making much sense to him but the pleasure is overwhelming to my drunken mind.

I whine when he pulls out but he pushes back in once he's turned me over onto my back and wrapped my legs around his waist. My hands grip onto his shoulders as he rams into my hole and kisses my neck. I tilt my head back so he has better access to leave dark hickys that I can show off tomorrow.

"Fuck you're so good," moans Vincent as his thrusts get sloppy and more erratic. "I'm gunna cum," He grunts as I feel his cock twitch inside me. Vincent strokes my own member and I suddenly realise how close I am to going over the edge. I dig my nails into his back as my body convulses and streams of semen spurt onto mine and Vincent's chests.

"Oh god, so good," I mumble. I vaguely feel him pull out and clean me up with a blanket but I'm far too tired now to notice. I close my eyes and feel around the bed for Vincent's muscular body. When I find him I don't give him a chance to get comfy before I pull him closer to me and bury my head in his neck. I slowly let myself fall asleep as Vincent's big hand runs softly through my hair.