The art of living_(1)

At the end of the summer holidays my mom and brother were away for the night so I decided to hold a house party. Craig was 17 and working so he said he’d come after he finished which would be after midnight. So I invited Chris but had told him he had to leave by 11.30pm at the latest. The house was packed with people from the age of 15 to 25. There was more booze in the house then there was in the local off license! By 8pm I could barely stand. The music was blaring and I was dancing with Donna. All of a sudden I was snogging her! It was my first fem-fem kiss, for a second I was shocked but then I started getting into it. When we stopped we carried on dancing but it was swarming round in my mind. My mom is gay, and I was confused, thinking if I enjoyed that did that mean I was gay? I put the thoughts to the back of my mind and sat on Chris lap and started kissing him. Donna sat on the other side and began pushing my hair back so she could see the kiss better. I was actually enjoying being watched, and soon Chris had pulled away and I started kissing Donna, we were sat in the corner of the settee and even though I normally like the idea of being watched, it felt uncomfortable. So I got up off Chris’s lap and told them to follow me. I stood outside my bedroom and asked them what the fuck was going on. Thinking about it, if we started downstairs, and I went upstairs then I knew what was going to happen. Chris leaned in and kissed me and told me to just go along with it and Donna kissed me again and told me she wanted to have a threesome. I went into my room and found a small bottle of vodka in my drawer and necked it all. I wanted to have a threesome but I wanted to be as drunk as possible! It was one thing being naked in front of a lad, but being naked in front of a mate- who had a figure I would kill for was scary! I sat on the settee in my room whilst Donna took her dress off and danced to the music Chris had put on my stereo.