What happens at the party, stays at the party

This is a fiction story but based on non fiction events. Although, I wish it was a non fiction!!;)
It is also my first one, so please, positive comments 🙂



It was mid last summer when I got the call from my mate, James, to help him with a gig for a party. I was 17 at the time and had been doing sound technician things for a good few years. I am about 5’10”, athletic and quite skinny.

James being a good mate of mine from school, he was in the year above me, I accepted the favour to help him with the party and we started to the the planning. James is around the same height as me, maybe a tad shorter but there is not a lot in it. The thing that always struck me about James was his arse. It was perfect. But, I never thought anything of this when we were in school.

It was 3 weeks later and the day before the gig when I next heard from James. The phone rang and I answered it almost immediately.
James “Hey Tom, how you doing man?”
Me “Hello mate, I am great, what’s up?”
“Ah nothing…just wanted to make sure everything was still going as planned.”
“Ya everything is going well, almost ready.”
“That’s awesome. Tom, instead of taking all your gear home that, why don’t you stay at mine after the party and go home the next day? We have a free house and no one else is staying.”
“Yeah okay, that sounds like a plan. Thank you man.”
“No worries, see you in the morning.”

I went to bed early that night knowing the day ahead was going to be long and manic but was awoken at 10am by the chirping of birds outside my window.

I got up and ready, excited for the day to happen. The van got loaded with all the gear and we left home for an hours drive to the venue. Well, the venue being the garden at James’s house. The girl the party was for had no clue that we were doing this, it was all going to be a surprises for her 18th.

Dad help me to unload all of the gear from our van and into the garden and then went back home, leaving me and James to set up the sound system before the band arrives. James was in the band himself so he knew what sound set up he wanted. We chatted normally the whole afternoon while setting up, everything seemed the same as it did in school. Well, that was till about 3pm when it was too hot to bare and he took his top off exposing the nicest body I had ever seen. He had an amazing six pack, he clearly worked out a lot. When he lifted something heavy his whole body tensed, his muscles were huge and defined. But still, I couldn’t help but still notice his round firm ares and the waistband of his white boxers under his blue sport shorts. At every opportunity I was taking a glance at the perfection of my mate.

Shortly after we finished setting up the pa the rest of the band arrived in their cars and a van.