It was Christmas Eve, and a few friends and I, found out about this awesome party everyone was going to.
It was at someone's house, but the music was pumping, lights were flashing, and there was a cheap bar, it was like a dream come true!
However, that dream soon became a nightmare, when shortly after we arrived, and started to join in the fun, I spotted my aunt, dancing in the main room.
Aunt Debs was my mother's younger sister, she was in her early thirties, and I have to admit, always seemed pretty cool.
She often went out partying to clubs, and occasionally told me stories of her nights out, and they sounded pretty wild.
Anyway, Aunt Debs was a short, petite woman, with short black hair, and that evening, she was wearing a small black and red party frock, and black heels. She was dancing with her friend Judy, who was the same age as her, but taller, with long brown hair pulled back in a ponytail, and she was wearing a short pink dress and heels.
It took a moment for them to notice me, but once they had seen me, they headed straight towards me with unhappy looks.
"What are you doing here, young man?" my aunt then asked, looking unimpressed at me.
"Um. You know... partying!" I replied cheerily, before I took a sip of my beer.
My Aunt's friend chuckled, but my aunt didn't, she sighed unhappily, and then replied "Okay. Just, don't get drunk, alright? Or your mother will kill me!"
Anyway, after that, they went back to dancing, and I continued to party with my friends.
But, after a few hours, I had probably one too many beers, and was soon leaning on wall trying to keep myself upright, while grinning rather stupidly.
It was then my aunt and her friend came by again, and on seeing me in my state, my aunt sighed unhappily.
"Steve, what did I say?" she asked firmly.
"No. It's okay! I'm fine! I'm fine!" I replied a little tipsy, before I tried to stand up straight, only to topple back against the wall again.
My Aunt sighed again, and then said to her friend "I'm sorry Judy, but I've got to take him home. I can't leave him here, like this!"
"I know." Replied her friend understanding, before they both moved towards me, wrapped an arm under each of mine, and then lifted me upright, onto my feet.
"Where are we going?" I asked curiously, too drunk to realise what was going on.
"Home Steve! You need to sober up, before your mother sees you!" replied my aunt firmly.
They then escorted me out of the house, and after calling for a taxi, we made our way back to my aunt's house.
My aunt's house was on the way to my parents, and as soon as the taxi dropped us off at hers, Aunt Debs and her friend, then helped me inside.
Taking me into the living room, they dumped me on the sofa, before Aunt Debs went to make me some fresh coffee in the kitchen.
"So, first time drinking?" Judy asked curiously, as she stood over me.
"No. I've drunk before!" I replied cheekily back, before chucking to myself.
Judy chuckled too, clearly amused by my wit, before she replied "Well, I hope you have had a hangover before, because you're probably going to have one tomorrow!"
As my aunt was still making the coffee, I felt the need to pee, and with a little effort got to my feet, and stumbled towards the stairs, to use her bathroom.
"In the bowl, not on the floor!" she then called out sternly to me, as I staggered up the stairs.
"Yeah! Yeah!" I muttered back, as I trudged up the stairs.
A few minutes later, I found the bathroom and relieved myself, before with a happy sigh, I staggered back downstairs again.
As I stepped into the living room again, my aunt's friend then let out a cry of surprise, and then began to laugh.
"What? What is it?" asked my aunt curiously, before she strolled into the room from the kitchen.
She then let out a cry of surprise too, as she stared at me, and then said in disbelief "Jesus, Steve! Put your dick away!"
I then glanced down at my crotch, and in my rather inebriated state, had forgotten to put my cock away after I had peed.
"Oh, how did he get out of his little home?" I then said drunkenly, as I stared down at my dangling cock.
I then reached down, and started to put it away, however, as I was still fairly drunk, my coordination wasn't great, and I fumbled and juggled with my junk, but for some reason, couldn't get it back in my jeans.
"It won't go in its... home." I then said, looking rather confused.
"Oh dear god!" my aunt then exclaimed in disbelief again.
"Why don't you give him a hand, Debs?" suggested Judy jokingly.
"He's my nephew! I'm not touching his... thing!" replied my aunt firmly back.
Judy then sighed, and said "Well then, I guess I better help him out!"
She then stepped towards me, and as she did, my aunt exclaimed in disbelief "Judy, you can't!"
"Why not? He's not my nephew!" replied Judy with a shrug.
She then stepped up to me, and with a smile said "Hold on Steve. Let me help you!"
"Okay!" I replied back, still to tipsy to realise what was going on.
Judy then took hold of my semi hard cock with one hand, and then my jeans with the other, and started to try and put it away, but, as she held it firmly, and moved it about, her soft warm grip began to arouse me.
The feeling of her soft slim hand, clutching my young dick felt pretty good, and as she tried to put it back inside my jeans, I quickly started to firm up in her grasp.
This made it even harder for my aunt's friend to put it away, and after a minute or so, my aunt then asked curiously "What's taking so long?"
Judy then glanced back at her, and replied "Well, I'm having a little trouble! His dick has, well, it's got big!"
She then stepped aside for my aunt to see it, and my aunt gasped in surprised as she stared at my fully erect young cock.
"Jesus Judy! You were supposed to be putting it away, not making it bigger!" she then exclaimed in disbelief.
"It's not my fault, your nephew's got horny!" retorted Judy back.
"Well, just put it back in his jeans!" my aunt then said firmly.
"What do you think, I've been trying to do?" retorted Judy back again.
