The house party- True story

This story is true, it takes place when I was 13 years old.

One morning I got a call from my friend asking me to come to a party, when I arrived I found everyone either dancing on the kitchen table or passing around a nearly finished bottle of vodka. After a while everyone, accept for me who didn’t drink that much, started to feel the effects of our drinking -there were quite a lot of us at the party so there was enough people to look after those who drank too much. I went up to one of my friends, AJ, who was looking pretty smashed, put my arm around his neck and took him to his room (it was his house.) On the way upstairs he began to take off pieces of his clothing, first it was his shirt then his jeans and so on until I was left dragging a little boy with short dark brown hair and great cheek bone structure which made him look a lot older, up the stairs. As we entered the room he stumbled onto me and I noticed something I would not expect from someone his size; I felt his large bulge on the back of my hand. I helped him up the ladder of his bunk bed and sank into the beanbag positioned facing the door. The rapid movement of the removal of his boxers caught my eye and my attention was fixed onto his thick, fairly long unerrect penis. He beckoned me over with one hand, as I positioned my ear near his mouth he muttered the words “touch it.” We both stared and his penis for what seemed like ages, thoughts racing through my head carefully weighing up my options filled me to the brim.