Okay, sorry this took so long, but here it is, another oneshot. Now, if you guys have anything in particular that you want to read and hasn't been written, just tell me, okay?

You're Missin' the Party

"So he's definitely not going to be able to make it?" asked Miles, yelling over the music.

"Nope. Said he was going to 'sit this one out'."

"Oh for fuck's sake! It's a party, James's never been known to miss a party. Something's wrong with the guy."

"Do you reckon it's the breakup?" asked Daniel quietly, curiously.

"I guess so. But it's a party... at my place! Surely..."

"It's not a party without him," Daniel whined, leaning back in the chair he sat in, pouting.

Miles's eyes lit up. "Then we had better get him over here. And I have the perfect plan."

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"Okay," murmured Miles, kissing the girl's neck softly. She squirmed against his mouth, pushing the computer chair she sat in away slightly.

"What did you guys want me up here for?" she asked, biting her lower lip.

"Okay," stated Miles once more. "You were just looking a little lonely downstairs and thought we'd brighten your evening."

"Uh, I'm not really into..." she trailed off, her fingers brushing where he had kissed her neck. "I mean, I've done it before but..."

"Look, by the end of the night you will be totally 'into it', trust me... you'll be really into it. How often do you get two guys fawning over you like this?" asked Daniel, his voice innocent.

Miles took the small twitch of her mouth as answer.

"We'll be really gentle and the moment you say stop, it's finished, no hard feelings, okay?"

The girl nodded nervously as Miles dragged the chair back in front of the desk and stood behind her.

"Now close your eyes," he demanded in a soft whisper.

She did as he told her and Daniel seized the oppurtunity to plug the tiny web cam into the computer, setting it in front of her. Tapping away at the keys, he connected to James's computer, knowing that the video would appear on his screen instantly.

What is this?

Daniel glanced at the message on the screen before replying.

Just watch.

The screen remained blank and Daniel kneeled beside the chair, running his hand up the girl's leg, but not going too far.

Miles's mouth was still at her neck but inching slowly towards her collarbone.

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James sat in his chair, his eyes fixed on the screen, at the girl sitting in the swivell chair, her eyes closed, her mouth parted ever so slightly as breathy moans escaped it. His two best friends had their hands all over her.

Miles's eyes flicked to the screen. You're missin' the party. He mouthed and James stiffened. Surely that wasn't what this was all about.

Daniel's fingers grabbed at the hem of the girl's top and pulled it up, exposing, a flat, smooth stomach. Miles took the top from his hands and pulled it all the way over her head and the girl's eyes opened as the cool air rushed across her skin.

Her eyes flicked to the screen for a moment before shooting down as Daniel ran his tongue over her stomach in a slow, tantalizing stroke. Miles's hand was beneath her bra and moving in rhythnic motions before it fell away as his other hand fumbled with the clasp.

Daniel drew away as Miles ran both his hands over her slim body, starting at her shoulders and moving all the way to her hips. James saw a slight shiver disturb her body as his hands slid over her form.

Daniel was back in action, sitting higher on his knees, he cupped a small breat in his hand, kneading it gently but being sure to stay out of the way of the camera and, James's view. Bending forward, he let his hot breath rush over the flesh in his hand. The girl moaned slightly, arching towards his touch until her nipple brushed against his lips.

James saw Daniel's tongue flick out before he engulfed the entire thing with his mouth.

Oh no. He couldn't be getting hard at this. He had to take a cold shower... now... but he coudn't move, so transfixed was he on the screen.

Miles had moved to her other side and was lifting her legs gently, putting her lower legs on the desk and spreading them around the camera.

Oh that bastard.

Miles's hand was suddenly in view of the camera and tugging at her damp panties and pulling her skirt up around her waist.

"Remember, if you want us to stop, just say," he stated.

No, don't tell them to stop, he found the words racing through his mind as his hand drifted to his erection, rubbing it roughly.

"Take me," was the breathless reply.

"Look what you're missing," breathed Miles into the camera.

Turning his back on the camera, he bent forward, obscuring his view... but James didn't need to see to know what he was doing, to know what his tongue was doing between those perfect, creamy thighs.

"Oh, man," he groaned, rubbing himself harder.

The legs jolted suddenly as Miles's head jerked deeper into her before pulling out to reveal to the camera her dripping pussy.

"More, I need more," came a desperate moan from the girl, her chest heaving with desire.

"How are you at blowjobs?" he asked.

"I- I'm not really sure..."

"Let's see, shall we?"

The girl nodded, climbing off the chair, her skirt falling back to cover her wetness.

"Now, on your knees here," Miles gestured to the space before him.

She obliged and, in her moment of ditraction, Daniel adjusted the camera to give him a better view. Miles's zip was done and the girl was inching closer before her perfect lips moulded around his hard on as a groan escaped his lips.

"I gotta get down there," he whispered to no one.

James saw Miles's legs tremble as he yanked the chair to the side behind him before collapsing into it, the girl's head bobbing up and down in his lap.

Daniel was suddenly behind her, fingers lifting up her skirt. He wrapped his legs around her waist, and quickly released his manhood before pushing himself into her.

The girl managed a gasp around Miles but made no protest.

"Bastards," James muttered, standing from his chair.

I'm coming he tapped on the keyboard.

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Daniel grinned.

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