Not Just Another Party Thread

[Kelson]

Okay, I want to try to have a less sexually-based thread on a party. Obviously some people will want to have such things occuring in the thread, which is why I put it in SRP, and I have no problems with that. All I ask is that it be toned down. I remember when I went to these parties I, for one, rarely ever felt a 'tingle' down there or looked specifically at boobs or crouch of either sex (well, unless they were exposed...) while playing the games. In fact, normally the game went for a dozen minutes before stepping up the ante significantly.

Maybe I'm a minority or just weird. However, I think I'm allowed that At any rate, if you're interested feel free to join in...and one or two extremely horny people couldn't hurt either (amoung a group of 8 maybe).


Background-
House of Bob Magee, father of Robert (20), Andy (19), Sean (17), TJ (14), and Jennifer (16). Also provides housing for Frank (19).

Located on Friday night after a medium size football game down in the nearby 'town' of Warsaw (not much of a town, small by most standards, however, about half the guests are coming from other places anyhow). The house itself is located about a mile from the nearest pair of houses and ten from the nearest past there. The daughters of the nearest house, Sarah & Melissa Myres, are also at the party. Surrounding the house on three sides is a thick woodland. In front is a paved road (highway), but across from there is more woodland. Out in the woods behind the house is a dog kennel (currently unoccupied) and further out a hunting lodge (stocked, but empty of occupants currently).

In the back of the house is a large field (large enough to play baseball or football on) which is currently holding a five foot high stack of wood (taken from the nearby woods) and near that a good sized bonfire. Around the fire are about twenty guests drinking assorted drinks from the house. A car (Oldsmobile) is nearby, its stereo booming to provide the toons for the outside party. To the left of the house is a horse pasture on the side of the hill, including a hay-stocked barn...very muddy. There is a very non-nice horse inside the barn, although the kids seem able to handle it. Inside the house are another twenty guests, approximately, and three or four on the roof (climb out windows, climb up side of house deal...has a chimney characters might try climbing as well...made of rock, not too hard to climb). There is a PS2 and XBox inside one upstairs bedroom with a stereo system in another upstairs bedroom (the xbox room has six people in it currently, including sean and TJ--> underage). About ten cars are parked in the makeshift driveway. House isn't very neat, kind of a country home.
There is a basement, but it isn't very clean or pleasant smelling and, although there is a downstairs bedroom, it is the father's and he'd kill anyone he caught (has a rifle rack in room).

Okay, if that isn't enough background for you, nothing will be.

 

[Kelson]

First Posting

Brandon hopped out of the small car smiling rather controlledly, parties weren't really his thing. He'd been to enough of them, hung out with the right crowd, cooed the right people, but never really enjoyed them. Well, there had been this one time up in the mountains when he...

A smile crossed his dry lips moments before Andy Magee came into view from the darkness around the driveway. Andy had just came back from the basic training at the naval academy. They'd been having alot of fun with the "In the Navy....you can get down on your knees...in the Navy...". All that aside though, Andy was the one person Brandon had always been able to count on and, if Andy wanted to have a return party, by damn Brandon was going to have one!

Turning quickly on his heel as he gestured one minute to Andy, Brandon told the guys to pop the trunk. As the trunk came up, Andy got near enough to spot the glinting metal and began laughing. After almost two months of arranging, they had been fucked out of pair of kegs by a recently fired friend. Brandon knew where to get more however, despite it costing almost double the cost. Andy and Brandon lifted the keg from the trunk and began carrying it out to the fireside.

 

[Hawthorne]

ooc: I'd love to join in.
Background info
Kit Red
age: 18
Red hair, cut short and shaggy around her face, wide green eyes fringed with gold lashes, creamy coloured skin. Stud in her left nostril, tattoo of a baby tiger on the top of her right buttock. She wears no make up except for a thick outline of bluish kohl around her eyes. Typical dress is long, dangly ear rings, ripped jeans and camisole tops. Usually quiet, very smart.

IC:
Kit stood back from the fire, turning the plastic glass of punch round and round in circles, fingertip to palm, palm to fingertip. She glanced up as more cars pulled into the field, lining up with their bonnets glistening in the growing pyre of firewood.
"If it isn't little Kit Red," Julian Grover, her best friend's older brother, loped toward her with a steady if somewhat alcohol friendly gait. He stopped an arms distance away to quietly survey her in the dim purple and flickering gold glow.
"Haven't you grown up? How old now, Kit?"
"Eighteen," she replied, lifting her chin just a fraction.
"Eighteen," He repeated and gave a long slow whistle. "You'll be heading off to college."
"That's right."
"Studying medicine, I bet, or law. Which is it? Astrophysics?" He chuckled. Kit resisted the urge to roll her eyes.
"You'd lose that bet." She replied. "I'm studying photojournalism."
"You don't say?" Half his lips lifted, dimpling one cheek. "Well you're in the wrong town for that, Kit Red."
"Maybe... maybe not. I guess we'll have to wait and see." She arched an eyebrow, carefully plucked to form a perfectly even arc. She lifted the glass to her lips and swallowed dowm some of the sickly sweet punch - it was almost as pungent as the growing aroma of warm air and barbecued meat.
"What? Have something up your sleeve?"
"There's something I want to find out the truth about," Kit admitted. "Hopefully tonight."
Julian narrowed his eyes upon her - sweet little Kit Red with her big, dark eyes and crop of messy red hair. Although tall, her body looked just as tiny as it had three years ago when he'd last seen her.
"I'll be keeping my eye on you, Kit." He said in a slow drawl. "I'll find out what you're up to."

 

[Kelson]

The four friends trudged up the side of the slight hill leading to the hill from the house (about 40 feet from garage next to house). At the top each helped lift the pair of kegs high into the air amid a chorus of shouts and howls, the party waz gettin started!

Brandon laughed jovially as he dropped the keg on the ground near the fire and grabbed Andy's hand in a close friendship that left both patting each other's backs. Although Brandon had been at the Magee's house many times before and as well had stayed over the past two days, it had still been a long, long time between Andy's graduation day and when he returned.

The guests wouldn't wait for the old friends to catch up too much though, and within minutes the two were seperated. Brandon found himself over with Robert Magee talking about Sarah Waldrop and Kit Red, a pair of smarter then average kids in this near hicksville place that Brandon had happened to have a thing for during the past few months. They were both graduating tonight, which was one reason why Brandon had never asked them out formally or really done much with either...he was just becoming a Senior. Although advanced in most every class, already holding a major in history, english, math, and science Brandon had moved alot when young and had been forced to retake 2nd grade after taking one third of it in three different schools.

 

[Kelson]

After half a dozen minutes conversing over the girls with Robert, the pair turn to other matters for a bit.

The warmth of the fire chases out the chill of the cooling night and obliterates darkness nearby, though farther out the same can not be said. A dozen guys are taking turns going head-to-head on kegstands.