Casey

by Cameron James

  He wasn’t wrong, Kaiden and Luke followed not too long after, followed by Kieran, Riley, Jesse and Ashley.

  “See, now it looks as if you’ve got friends.” I whispered to Mickey, he almost choked on his pint.

  “I owe you.” He whispered back, I winked at him then went to sit beside Morgan as Mickey hugged the last few relatives.

  Mickey appeared by my ear about an hour later, after he’d successfully welcomed everyone and hugged more than enough relatives.

  “Come hide with me for a little bit.” He whispered, I turned my head to look at him, “did you know I’ve gotten so tall.”

  “Where you this big when they last saw you?” I replied holding my fingers together.

  “I was.” He said sounding shocked, “come with.” He added, so I stood, taking his hand, ignoring Aoife’s wolf whistling as he pulled me out of the function room. My ears popped as we left the room due to the sudden silence.

  “Where are you taking me?” I asked, he laughed.

  “I’d love to be romantic and be like I’m going to take you away and snog your face off.” He said, “but in reality, you’re coming with me to the boy’s toilets.”

  “Oh!”

  “Because my mother can’t find me in there.” He added, I grinned at him letting him pull me into the bathroom. He let go of my hand when we got through the door then he looked at me.

  “What?” I asked.

  “You’re in here.” He said.

  “Yeah. I am.” I said nodding, “with you. You’re in here too.”

  “Don’t get smart.” He said laughing.

  “I’m even going to pee. If that’s okay with you.” I said, he grinned at me.

  “Epic.” He said.

  “Does urinal edict apply?” I asked, as I walked around him.

  “And your urinal edict is?” He asked, as he turned.

  “Don’t stand next to and do not look.” I recited.

  “You can stand next to me.” He said, so I did, “and you can look if you like.” He whispered, I grinned at him as I followed him to the three urinals on the wall. I could tell he was watching me, and I was extremely okay with that.

  I could tell Morgan was getting more and more suspicious of me as I went through soft drink after soft drink. I could tell Aoife had been also but she’d disappeared, so I tried to ignore Morgan, he wasn’t letting me.

  “What are you planning?” He asked, I frowned at him.

  “What on earth do you mean?” I replied, trying to sound a little too innocent, Isabelle laughed.

  “I know exactly what he’s up too.” She said, I narrowed my eyes at her, “soft drinks, he has a motive that he cannot be drunk for.” She said.

  “Very good.” I said, she winked, “now, I’m going to find Aoife,” I said, because I had eyes on Mickey, he was at the bar, stood with his second pint of beer talking to someone. “And leave you two be. There’s a little cubby hole if you need it.” I said, Morgan scowled me, although it was an extremely amused scowl. I grinned at him as I stood, passing Mickey, who pulled me back to kiss me before sending me on and across the dance floor. I didn’t get much further as I’d walked to the booth all the group had sat at.

  “I thought they weren’t allowed to drink.” I said, Ashley grinned at me over his glass of coke, which I presume was definitely a mixer and Jesse over his half-pint.

  “He had to at least have a half pint.” Luke stated, “it’s an eighteenth, if he doesn’t go home pissed he isn’t doing it right.” He said.

  “You can take him home if you get him pissed.” Kieran said. “He’s bad enough.” He said towards Riley who appeared shocked as he took a sip of his own glass of coke.

  “Don’t know what you mean.” Riley said, Kieran rolled his eyes.

  “Where’s Kai?” I asked, Luke shrugged as he picked up his own pint.

  “He disappeared a while ago, I think he went the toilet but he hasn’t come back.” He said, “Jesse?”

  “He just went that way.” Jesse said, pointing across the dance floor, I followed his point, frowning as I did.

  “And Milo?” I attempted, they both pointed the other way, so I looked into the next booth, grinning as I saw him and Avory, their drinks empty on the table and their lips connected.

  “He’s so attractive.” I said.

  “Milo?” Luke asked, “I agree.” He added.

  “Avory.” I said, Luke laughed.

  “Touché.” He replied, I nodded to him then went on, leaving the room, getting reuse to the quietness as I searched the foyer.

  I had to take a step back as a flurry of women left the girls toilets, all shrieking and some carrying their heels. None of them were Aoife, so I left the club, stopping quite quickly as I found her, but I didn’t go to her, instead I stood grinning behind my hand as I watched her, sat on the steps with Kaiden on the step above.

  There were two half empty beer bottles on the top of the steps, her heels were alongside them and they were whispering to each other, their heads extremely close as they did, and it of course, inevitably became a kiss. Which I watched until I realised I was watching, turning to go back into the club and seeing Mickey.

  I rose my finger to my mouth, seeing his amused frown. I winked at him, he laughed behind his hand.

  We had to be out of the room by midnight, last orders at eleven thirty, people started to leave at eleven forty-five, which involved a lot more hugs than when they arrived.

  “I’ll see you Monday? Yeah?” Morgan asked, as he guy hugged me, Isabelle followed hugging me tightly,

  “Monday.” I agreed, “then Thursday for results.” I said.

  “I am trying not to think about it Case.” He said amused, as he turned to Mickey who whispered something in his ear. Morgan looked back over his shoulder at Isabelle and blushed.

  “You going to sleep with him?” I whispered; Isabelle laughed.

  “Yeah, I’m probably going to do that tonight.” She said nodding, “are you going to sleep with him?” She asked, I blushed making her giggle as she took Morgan’s hand to leave. Aoife followed, she frowned at my smug as fuck grin,

  “What? What do you think you know?” She asked, I shook my head.

  “We’ll meet for a coffee when you move down here, yeah?”

  “Yes. Definitely.” She said then kissed my cheek, squeezing me in a hug then Mickey.

  I was hugged by Milo, Kaiden and Kieran as they left, Kieran looking over his shoulder and laughing.

  “They’re a state.” He said simply, I grinned.

  “They’re your state though aren’t they.” I said, he laughed fondly.

  “Yes but if Riley thinks he’s getting anything tonight, he’s mistaken.”

  “Poor Riley.” I said before giggling, accepting the second hug then waving to them as they left.

  “You’re coming back with me?” Mickey whispered in my ear, I nodded, leaning my head back so I could rest it on his shoulder.

  “Yes, I most certainly am.” I replied, “you’re not tipsy?” I asked, he frowned as he shook his head.

  “Nah, hardly had time to piss, never mind drink.” He said laughing, “I heard you were drinking soft all night though.” He said.

  “I was.” I replied smiling.

  “Is there a reason for that?”

  “You’ll see.” I replied, “after we’ve helped tidy up.” I added, he nodded surprisingly agreeing with me.

  “I’ll race you.” He whispered in my ear, I frowned, “who can get the most balloons the fastest.” He said, I nodded. “Go.” He added, letting me go, I turned as quickly as I could watching as he got the first balloon so I ran to the opposite end of the room and began to pick them up.

  His Mum said if he insisted on bringing the balloons home they had to go in his bedroom, he had no problem with this. So when I got to his bedroom with two pieces of kitchen roll and two pieces of cake, I found he’d circled the bed with his balloons. He grinned at me from the opposite side of his bed.

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sp; “I brought cake.” I said, he gasped at me, taking a seat on his bed, so I followed, passing the smaller slice to him, he eyed me as I did, I tried to ignore him, peeling the icing off and nibbling on it.

  “Why did you get the bigger slice?” He whispered, I began laughing almost choking on the icing before looking up and at him, he just shook his head back, taking a bite out of his slice. We sat in near enough silence until my phone buzzed, then buzzed again, and buzzed again.

  “Popular.” Mickey said as he took the kitchen roll, scrunching it in his hand and throwing it into the bin.

  “Aoife.” I almost whispered back, reading the first line of the message then putting it onto his bedside cabinet. “Doesn’t matter. I’ll talk to her in the morning.” I said, running my hands down his chest, “Yyou want to know why I drank soft all night?” I whispered, he nodded.

  “I’m curious. Yes.” He whispered back, I took a very long, deep breath in.

  “Because I wanted to be completely aware of what I was going to ask you.”

  “Ask me?”

  “Suggest to you.” I decided on, he nodded.

  “What where you going to suggest to me?” He asked, I looked down, trying to gather to confidence to say it.

  Isabelle had stated it so simply, as had Kieran, I could say it, I knew I could, it was just finding the correct words and putting them into the correct order. Mickey lifted my chin. “Casey?” He whispered.

  “I want to have sex with you.” I said, because they were all the words, the seven words I needed to say, I saw his smile, I blushed. “But remember for me.” I said, he nodded, “I can’t get hard yet, so…”

  “I won’t be offended.” He whispered, I kissed him, hearing him grunt lightly as our lips connected, my arms sliding around his neck, holding his back as his went around my waist, lifting me up and lying me back onto his bed, kneeling above me, smiling down at me, so I leant up, rubbing my nose against his.

  “How… how do you start… it?” I whispered, he kissed me as a reply, then said:

  “Let’s start with clothes.” He whispered back, “yeah? We can do clothes.”

  “We can do clothes.” I repeated, grinning as he pulled his shirt off over his head.

  He unbuttoned my top button and pulled mine off, throwing it in the same direction. We did pants together, I reached for my button as he pulled his fly open, us both wiggling about to take our pants off. I almost laughed, covering my face as they got stuck around my knees then felt as he tugged them the rest of the way, I lowered my hands as he leant over me, resting his full weight on me. I let out a gasp as I felt his body against mine, running my fingers through his hair, holding the back of his head before kissing him, quick, sweet pecks until he caught me in a longer, deeper kiss. I grinned against his lips when I felt what it was doing to him.

  “Do you have a… a?”

  “Yes.” He whispered back against me, kneeling back up, making me moan at the loss of his weight, he looked over his shoulder at me grinning lightly as he went into his bedside cabinet. He placed a few little blue packets alongside me, a bottle of lube next to them then he turned out his light, leaving just the glow of the lamps. “Okay?” He asked, I nodded looking at the silhouettes of the balloons as they swayed, tinting the room green.

  “Really okay.” I whispered back, “really, really.” I said as I took his arm, pulling him back towards me so he could kneel above me again, I ran my hands up his chest, to the back of his neck, my fingers brushing through his hair as he knelt up further, pulling on his boxer waistband so he could take them off.

  I gripped his hair tighter, letting my other hand run down his stomach and beginning to stroke him, watching his chest rise and fall as his breaths quickened until he groaned out, coming into my hand. He moaned leaning down, resting his head on my shoulder, I laughed very quietly into his ear, so he’d look at me.

  “You’re good at that.” He whispered, I licked his nose, when I went for it again, he connected our tongues, moaning into my mouth as I groaned into his, feeling as he raised again in my hand. I pulled away from the kiss, winking at him as he knelt back up, putting his hands on my waist, so I nodded to him, raising my hips to help him take off my boxers.

  I took a moment to be embarrassed as he looked down at me, chewing on his bottom lip as his eyes ran down my body, my first instinct was to hide, to cover up, do it under the covers so it was dark and he couldn’t see, but his look wasn’t mocking and it most certainly wasn’t disgusted.

  “Mickey.” I said weakly, his eyes met mine.

  “You’re perfect.” He whispered, kissing my lips lightly. “Really, really perfect.” He said against my lips, I let a breath out against him whilst reaching for the little foil packets on the bed beside me.

  I tore the first I got hold of open, holding it up to him, so he took it, rolling it down his length, “Ready?” He whispered, I nodded, leaning my head back into the pillows as he began to prepare me. I closed my eyes, feeling his hand in mine, squeezing tightly as he prepared me with his fingers, whispering okay, it’s okay, you’re okay over and over, and I was, I definitely was okay.

  I whimpered when I lost the feeling of his fingers, opening my eyes, seeing him above me, he was sweating, his hair slick back with the sweat as he licked his lips. I launched myself up to kiss him, holding his chin in my hands. He caught my gasp in a kiss as he pushed into me, I looked at him, running my hands through his hair, laughing quietly at the smug smile on his face as he held me against him.

  “Mickey.” I whispered, his nose knocked mine as he looked at me, “move, please move.” I almost begged, knocking my head against his as he pulled out of me and back in, laying me back onto the bed and getting more into the rhythm, lifting my legs up over his shoulders and smirking as I gasped at the new angle. I heard myself as I mumbled so good, so good, trying to pull him closer to me as I pushed against him.

  He leant over to kiss me as I began to feel a build-up in the bottom of my stomach, the thrusts hitting perfectly, over and over again, he sucked on my tongue, groaning into my mouth until I hit my forehead against his.

  “I love you.” I whispered.

  “I love you too Casey.” He replied, his voice almost breaking as he groaned, “so fucking much.” He said before sighing heavily, thrusting slower until I shouted his name, riding my own orgasm out, as he sighed and leant his head on my chest. I ran my fingers through his hair, holding tightly then lifting his head and kissing him.

  We lay perfectly silent, our breathing in sync with each other until he lifted his head to look at me,

  “Okay?” He whispered, I nodded, holding his hand tightly as he pulled out of me then lay on his side beside me, I put my head on his shoulder, looking down between us at his soft dick as it fell against his thigh.

  “You’re definitely bigger.” He whispered into my ear, I began giggling, burying my head in his shoulder, feeling as he hugged me, kissing my shoulder, up my neck and my cheek and then he began to laugh with me.

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  The End

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