Ed didn't drink but the entire team was holding those red plastic cups so he took the one offered to him and drank to the toast Mark bellowed out. The team responded in like and he smiled shyly. That's when he noticed how many ladies were in attendance. Most of the team had brought their girlfriends. Some of those girlfriends had invited along their friends. Ed lost count of how many people were in the family room but they spilled out into the adjoining kitchen and a large dining room beyond that had been cleared and turned into a dance floor. That's where the driving beat was coming from.

He finished the beer and another was placed in his hand and more toasts were raised.

Ed lost count of the toasts he had raised his glass to and he was feeling a little tipsy as he wasn't a drinker. He found himself a spot on the sofa and relaxed.

A few minutes later Reggie was slapping his shoulder to wake him.

"Ed! Wake up, man! Someone wants to see you downstairs, man! Wake up!"

"Wha-? Right, ok! Where?" Ed struggled to get his head to focus.

Reggie turned away and seemed to be snorting or sneezing. He turned back. "Just follow me, ok?"

"Sure."

They left the family room and made their way through the dining room and the crowd of people on the dance floor. Ed's head was still spinning but he swore every girl he passed rubbed up against him. He was starting to swell down there but luckily the lights had dimmed considerably. As they came out the other side of the dancers Ed was face to face with Rachel once more and he smiled shyly at her as he squeezed past her. Again he felt something stroke across his groin but he failed to see her eyes widen in surprise or how she began to follow them down the hall to the stairs to the basement.

Ed was grateful the fabric of his pants stretched as he was seriously hardening in his pant leg.

Reggie led Ed to a door and gestured for him to enter. Ed looked at him then opened the door and entered. The light was pretty dim inside but he could make out the shape of someone sitting on a couch on the other side of the room. The person held out their hand to get him to approach. He did and saw it was Melanie. He immediately felt a blush on his cheeks and was grateful for the dim lighting from a number of small LED candles. He turned back to the young woman.

"Hi Melanie! Enjoying the party?" he struggled to not sound like an idiot.

"Sit with me Ed," she said. He did and she slid closer.

"Do you like me?" she asked.

"Yes," he croaked after a second of hesitation.

"I like you too. I'd like to kiss you. May I?"

Ed was too stunned to speak so he just nodded.

Melanie was suddenly pressed against his body thrusting her tongue into his mouth and sucking on his lips. He put his hands on her back and she moaned loudly and attacked his mouth more aggressively. He was starting to feel like his face was being licked by a dog, she was so sloppy. He had no experience with kissing but he knew it shouldn't be like this.

She crawled onto his lap and the pressure on his groin sent his erection into overdrive. She moaned as she felt the bulge under her leg.

Ed was seriously starting to feel dizzy and he needed fresh air. He lifted Melanie off of his lap and stood up. He missed that she'd undone his pants so he was totally unprepared when she yanked them down from her position on the couch behind him. The lights suddenly came on and there were at least twenty people crowded into the room looking at him standing next to the couch naked from the waist down.

At first everyone was frozen in shock.

Then there was an absolute explosion of laughter, gasps, swearing, and a few screams from some ladies. He heard the term 'freak' and 'monster' multiple times from both male and female voices. Ed bent down and pulled his pants up but he could no longer fit his cock inside them. His shame. The reason they refer to him as a horse. Ten inches of cock when erect which it currently was and an intimidating thickness.

He did his best to force it back under cover and had to settle with closing his dress shirt over the length that rose above the waistband of his jeans. He surged forward and the group parted quickly until he was facing Rachel. He stopped suddenly and looked at her flushed expression. She'd seen him as well so his embarrassment was complete. Her eyes were wild and she seemed to be having trouble breathing.

"You- you'd better leave," was all she could say and he rushed past her and fled the house. He ran down the long driveway, through the long street to the bus stop and kept going. He was gasping and wheezing by the time he got home. He caught his breath on the front steps cursing himself, then pushed into the house.

"Hey Ed! You're home early," Grace said from the living room. She felt bad for how she'd left him last night so she got up to give him a hug. He pulled back when he saw her approach and rushed downstairs. "Ed? What's wrong?" she called after him. Grace walked down the stairs into the basement and saw his door was closed. She knocked.

"Don't come in! I'm not decent!" he yelled from the other side.

She listened and she could hear what sounded like crying. "Ed? Please let me in."

"NO! Stay out! I- I'm not DECENT! Please- please just leave me alone," he said roughly.

Grace was worried about her brother. He was such an innocent. "What did they do, Ed?"

"Please- just let it go and let me sleep," a trembling voice came through the door.

Grace wanted to punish someone for hurting her little brother. She would find out what they had done. She would get to the bottom of this. No one got away with hurting Ed. No one!