Gay Erotic Stories

It was one of the hottest summers ever seen in Albert Square. The bushes and flowers were wilting in the centre of the square and the dust blew aimlessly over the pavement. Everywhere people were too hot especially the men. Over at the Arches Gary was working on a battered old Cortina and across from him Jamie was bending over examining the engine of a Mini. As it was so hot Jamie had undone his overalls and slipped out of the top half tying the arms around his waist. His torso shone with perspiration as he worked and the movement of his muscles rippled under his young skin. Once again Gary glanced over at Jamie taking a surreptitious look at the young man's firm body. God he could do with some of that. He hadn't had many experiences with blokes but those that he had had always been exciting and left him wondering why he had married Lynne when a man could make him feel so much hornier and more aroused. How could he find a way to get it on with Jamie? Just looking at him was beginning to make him tent his own overalls. He looked away and continued to work on the Cortina.

Jamie tightened the spark plugs of the Mini and thought about how much longer he had to be at work. He wanted to go home and have a long shower, then drink some beer and settle down in front of the TV watching one of the new videos he'd bought. Since he'd split up with Sonia he'd been relying on his best friend, his right hand, to get him off until he'd wandered into a second-hand shop and come out with what he thought was a raunchy video called 'Easy Girls'. Except it wasn't that at all. He'd watched it late at night in his room and was firstly surprised and then aroused as he watched men having sex with each other. He could partly understand why it turned him on. It reminded him of his days and nights living with his Uncle Billy.

The first time it happened to him was late one Saturday night, he'd crashed in his bed around half eleven and was half way to dream world when he heard the door to his bedroom slowly opening. Through half closed eyes he looked across the room and in the glow from the streetlight entering his room he saw Billy move slowly into the room. He was naked and smelt of beer. Jamie's eyes roved down his uncle's body and was surprised to see that his cock was half hard. Not sure what was going on he lay there curious as to what Billy was up to. Billy came nearer and nearer to the bed and then sank down to his knees . “Hello Jamie boy. It's Billy here.” Still Jamie said nothing but he heard the rustle of his duvet as Billy's hand slid under it.

“It's time for me to make you feel really good Jamie.”

Billy's hand brushed against the side of his chest and then moved so that it was running over his nipples. Billy squeezed them gently and then lifted the duvet up so that Jamie's naked chest was exposed. Jamie wasn't sure what to do but his cock was. At the first touch of Billy's hand on his body it had began to firm up. As Billy ran his hand over Jamie's chest his cock became harder and harder. Soon it was tenting his boxer shorts. “Like that do you Jamie?”

Billy's hand roved down Jamie's chest and over his stomach. Then it went along his right hip and down his leg before moving to the sensitive flesh inside his thigh. Billy squeezed and massaged Jamie's leg before moving up to his balls. His hand enveloped them and massaged them gently before running up the shaft of Jamie's cock. He ran his fingers up and down it for a while before he pushed the duvet away and then reached for the waistband of Jamie's boxers. He lifted them away from Jamie's body and then slid them downwards telling Jamie to lift his arse at the same time. Jamie pushed upwards with his hips and Billy pulled his boxers down letting the young mans cock free. Billy pushed the boxers down Jamie's legs until they slipped over his feet and then he moved his hand back upwards to wrap it around the shaft of Jamie's cock and began wanking him slowly. “Like that Jamie boy?”

Billy squeezed and massaged Jamie's cock. Jamie began pushing forward with his hips, pushing his cock into Billy's hand. “That's it Jamie. Come on fuck my hand.”

Billy began to speed up his wanking and watched as Jamie's face contorted whilst he tried to hold back from coming. Jamie's balls began to tighten up and he knew he was going to shoot his load. It felt fantastic having another hand wrapped around his cock and pulling him off. Suddenly Jamie grunted and yelled as he shot his load, which spattered over his stomach and chest. Billy continued wanking him, holding gently onto his cock and milking the last of the come out of him. “Nice one Jamie. I'll come back another night.”

With that Billy got up and turned to leave the room. Jamie watched as he did and saw that Billy's own cock was rock hard. Billy closed the door behind him and Jamie reached for his T-shirt to clean himself up. Nothing was said at breakfast the next morning apart from Billy asking Jamie if he had had good nights sleep. Jamie smiled back and said yes. A week or two went by and Jamie was beginning to wonder if it had happened at all. He so wanted Billy to jack him off again. He tried wandering around the flat in just his boxers, left the bathroom door open while he was showering hoping that Billy would come in and offer to soap him down but Billy didn't seem interested. It was a Saturday night when it happened again. Jamie had come in after partying with some mates. He was fairly pissed and staggered to his room. He managed to pull all his clothes off without falling over and fell naked onto his bed face down. He barely heard the door open but his cock jerked to life as he realised that Billy had entered his bedroom again. He wondered whether to turn over when he felt Billy step onto the bed and then seat himself across his arse. Billy's hands began to run over Jamie's shoulders and massage them. Gradually they moved down Jamie's body and Billy had to move down Jamie's legs so that he could massage the small of the lads back. Then Jamie felt his arse being massaged. God that felt good. Billy's fingers were squeezing the cheeks of his arse and separating them. For a moment Jamie was worried that Billy was going to try and put his cock in him. He couldn't imagine what it would feel like if Billy pushed his eight-inch cock into him but he was sure that it would hurt. What he didn't expect was to the feel the warmth of Billy's breath near his hole and he was totally surprised when he felt a tongue moving up and down the crack of his arse lingering over his tight hole. Billy's hands spread Jamie's cheeks further apart as he rimmed the lad and began pushing his tongue inside him. Jamie loved the feel of that tongue rimming him. He pushed his hips up so that Billy could get more of him and as he did so Billy slid his hands underneath Jamie and began to wank his now hard cock again. Jamie loved it. He couldn't tell whether he liked the rimming or the wanking best and he was disappointed when Billy stopped both and slowly turned him over. He lay there with his cock erect and looked up at Billy who was kneeling across him, his own cock equally swollen. Billy just smiled at him and then bent down and sucked Jamie's cock into his mouth. This time Jamie was sure he was going to blow his load straight away but he didn't. Billy moved up and down on his cock sucking and licking until it was drenched with spit.

“Now you get to take me Jamie lad.”

Lifting himself up Billy re-positioned himself and then holding on to Jamie's cock gradually lowered himself onto it. Billy's arse was so tight and hot around his cock. Billy settled down further until Jamie had his cock buried into his uncle's arse up to his nuts. “Come on Jamie lad. Time for you to fuck your uncle.”

Billy squeezed Jamie's cock with his arse muscles and began moving up and down on him. Jamie was euphoric. He put his hands on Billy's hips and began to push his cock in and out of the man's arse. Wow. He was fucking a bloke and it felt terrific. Billy's hands ran all over Jamie's chest and he squeezed and twisted the lad's nipples as he was fucked. All too soon Jamie's nuts tightened up and as he pushed himself into Billy one more time he shot his load. This triggered Billy off who let a blast of spunk fly from his cock and coat Jamie's stomach and chest. Jamie's cock softened and slipped out of Billy's arse. Billy lent forward and gently kissed Jamie on the forehead.

“Nice one little nephew. Glad I was your first matey.”

Billy slipped off the bed and left the room. Jamie wiped himself down and happily drifted off to sleep with the thought in his head that he wasn't a virgin any more. Since that time Jamie hadn't had any more shags with blokes. He had had a couple of moments of fun though. Being sucked off by a guy giving him a lift back from a party and having a mutual, drunken wank with one of his pals in an alley near the E20. Now though he relished the idea. Fuck it was hot. He looked down and realised that he was tenting his overalls cos he was that turned on remembering what happened between him and Billy. He looked over at Gary but the guy didn't appear to have noticed.

Ricky closed his eyes and lifted his head up so that the water from the showerhead splashed straight into his face rinsing away the soap. That felt better. He ran his hands over his body to wipe away the soap and gradually rinsed himself down. He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He felt a lot less sweaty and sticky now. He picked up the towel from the radiator and started drying himself off. He was just drying his legs when he heard the doorbell go. Who the fuck is that he thought. He wrapped the towel round his waist and went down the stairs to the front door. He opened it and smiled when he saw that it was Martin Fowler . “Wotcha Ricky. Any chance I can come in and chill for a while?”

Ricky smiled. Chilling with Martin meant Ricky offering him more alcohol than his mum would let him drink. “Sure mate. Come in.” Ricky closed the door behind Martin and told him to go through into the lounge. “I'll just get you a drink matey.” Ricky walked into the kitchen and filled a pint glass with a very large vodka and topped it up with coke and ice. He grabbed himself a can of lager and walked back through into the lounge. “Here you go mate.”

“Cheers.”

Martin gulped at the drink finishing half of it within seconds. That's gonna go to his head thought Ricky and smiled inside as he thought of a plan. The shower had made him horny and it was time to act on it. He'd had a few sessions with guys in the past almost always at their instigation. Now it was his turn to make the first move. He was pretty sure he could get Martin naked. It just needed a bit more alcohol and maybe some porn. First though he better check whether Martin was as interested as he thought.

“Fancy a top up in there dude?”

“Yeah sure.”

Ricky had loosened his towel and when he stood up it dropped to the ground showing his cock and balls. He watched as Martin glanced over to him and smiled inside again as Martin's eyes went straight to his cock. Result!

“Pass us your glass mate.”

Staying naked he took Martin's glass and went back to the kitchen to re-fill it. This time he put more vodka in than last time, topped the glass up with coke and grabbed himself another lager. He walked back into the front room and passed Martin his glass. Again he saw Martin look at his cock. “Better preserve me modesty.”

Ricky picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist again before sitting down. “So matey got nothing to do tonight?”

“Nah Ricky I'm just bored.”

“How about we watch a movie then mate?”

“Yeah that'd be cool.”

Ricky leant forward from the sofa and then knelt down in front of the video. He was pretty certain he'd be showing Martin his arse and cock while he picked up a cassette and slipped it into the machine. He pressed play and got back on to the sofa. This time a little nearer to Martin. The film started. It was called 'Club 18 dirty'.

“Woah matey. What's this about?”

“You just watch and see.”

The film showed a crowd of people lounging around a pool. The guys were just wearing Speedos whilst the girls just wore their bikini bottoms. It didn't take long before one couple decided to slip away to the nearest chalet. Once inside the girl sank to her knees and began rubbing her open mouth against the guys trunks. He was soon tenting them and the girl quickly undid them and pulled them down his legs before taking his cock into her mouth.

Ricky's own cock was beginning to firm up as well now. He glanced over at Martin but the lad was captivated by what he was watching on the screen. Ricky could see the beginning of a hardon inside his jeans. It was now or never thought Ricky. He moved his hand from his side and let it rest on his cock. Then he began slowly squeezing himself feeling his cock grow harder and thicker. He kept his eyes on the screen but out of the corner of his eye he could see that his movements had attracted Martin's attention. Martin's heart was pounding. On the screen he could see the man and woman were fucking on the bed. That was getting him horny enough but to see Ricky wanking his cock through his towel was really turning him on. He wanted to reach out and do the job for him. He could imagine rubbing his hand up and down Ricky's shaft. The thought made his own cock even harder.

“It's no good mate. I've gotta give it a bit of freedom.”

With that comment Ricky opened his towel and let his cock spring up. He wrapped his hand around it and began slowly fisting himself. Pushing the foreskin right up and then pulling down so that the head of his cock was exposed. Martin gave up any pretence now and just stared as Ricky wanked his cock.

“Come on mate. Share and share alike. I'll do it for you.”

With these words Ricky leaned over and put his hands on Martin's belt. He slipped it from his jeans and then unbuttoned them before sliding the zip down.

“Come on mate. Lift your arse up so you can get it out.”

Martin's head was buzzing. Nobody had put their hands on him like that before to get inside his clothes. He did as Ricky asked and lifted his arse up. Ricky pulled down his jeans and briefs to below his knees and Martin's cock sprang out slapping against his stomach. . “That's better mate. You'll be able to give the old man a good tug now.”

Ricky slumped back but this time he was even nearer to Martin. He continued wanking his own cock. Martin was stunned but couldn't stop himself beginning to wank his own cock. Finger and thumb in a circle moving up and down it's full length. On the screen the couple were joined by another guy who watched as they shagged. He massaged his own cock inside his trunks and then slipped them off before pushing his cock into the girl’s mouth.

“Nice work if you can get it matey.”

Ricky smiled and continued wanking his cock. “Let me give you a hand.”

He reached over with his other hand and before Martin could say anything he grabbed the lads cock. Result he thought and wrapped his hand firmly around Martin's cock. He began wanking Martin as firmly as he was wanking himself. Martin was knocked out now. Nobody else had ever wanked him before. He lay back and closed his eyes as Ricky wanked him. Then he slipped his hand across Ricky's stomach and took the mechanics cock in his grasp.

“Nice one Martin. Just squeeze it and wank it matey” . The two guys were getting warmer. Holding on to each other’s cocks and fisting them furiously. Better slow this down a bit thought Ricky.

“Hold on for a sec matey. Watch this.”

He released Martins cock and took Martins hand from his own stiff tool. On the screen the guy doing the fucking leant forward and began to run his tongue around the stomach and pubes of the guy getting the blowjob. The girl released the guy's cock and now the other guy began sucking it in. The guy being blown put his hands on the top of the other guy’s head and slowly pushed his cock in and out of the guys mouth. From the corner of his eye Ricky could see Martin grab his own cock and begin wanking it again.

“Isn't that a bit queer Ricky?”

“Dunno mate. Don't know about yours but my cock can't tell whether it's a bloke’s mouth or a bird’s. Can yours?”

“Pass mate. I've never had it sucked.””

You tell me mate then.”

With these words Ricky lent down and took hold of Martin's cock. He pulled his foreskin down and began running his tongue all around the crown of the lads cock. Martin didn't try and stop him and so Ricky opened his mouth further and took in as much of Martin's cock as he could. He sucked on it and began moving up and down, sucking on Martin's cock as he wanked it at the same time. After a while he came up for air.

“So matey. Girl’s mouth or boy’s?”

Martin didn't answer for a second or two. He was overwhelmed when he felt Ricky's warm mouth envelop his cock. He'd never felt anything better. Then when Ricky was wanking him and sucking him off he thought he'd shoot his load there and then. He was almost glad Ricky had stopped.

“Fuck mate. I don't know and I don't care.”

“So wanna try it yourself?”

Ricky leant back and slowly wanked his own cock. Come on Martin he thought. You know you want to give it a go. Hesitantly Martin leaned forwards. He took Ricky's cock in his hand and emulating the mechanic pulled the foreskin down before tentatively licking the end of the older guys cock. Ricky couldn't help but shout 'yes' loudly in his head as Martin licked his cock. He put his hand on the lads back and rubbed up and down before letting his hand rest in Martin's hair. The guy might be an amateur cocksucker but he was sure showing a willingness to learn. Martin opened his mouth wider and began moving up and down on Ricky's cock. Neither of them heard the sound of the back gate to Ricky's yard opening and they were unaware as a shadow moved near the window of the lounge. Mark Fowler was about to knock on the backdoor when he saw the TV and realised he was watching a porn movie. Hello, he thought. Ricky's getting off I reckon. He moved nearer to the window and peered through a gap in the net curtains. From his point of view all Mark could see was Ricky sat on his sofa his hand on someone's head as they gulped down his cock. Lucky fucker thought Mark. I could do with some of that myself. Nothing prepared him for the sight of the face that lifted from Ricky's cock. It was his younger brother sucking Ricky off. He stayed where he was for a while before leaving the carrier bag of fruit and veg by the backdoor thinking to himself, I'm gonna have some of that. Inside the lounge Martin looked across at Ricky.

“Was that okay mate?”

“Yeah you were fucking ace. Wanna play some other games then dude?”

“Yeah alright.”

“Okay. Stand up and take your jeans and briefs right off.”

Martin stood up and did as Ricky asked. When he was completely naked Ricky stood up as well and stood opposite him.

“This is good fun mate.” He grabbed his own cock and Martin's in one hand and began wanking them together.

“Feels like you've got a fucking big one when you do it like this matey.” Ricky's hand gripped their cocks tightly and began to speed up his pace. He looked at Martin who had his eyes shut.

“Hey matey don't let rip yet. There's one more thing we can do together that's a lot more fun. Good old 69.”

He let go of both of their cocks and put his hands on Martin's shoulders. He pushed the lad to the ground and knelt down himself. Gently he pushed Martin until he was lying down and then he lay down as well. They were on the floor their cocks near to each other’s heads. Ricky opened his mouth and put his hands on Martins arse bringing his cock towards him. He sucked it in and hoped Martin would do the same to him. He did. Martin leaned forward and began to suck on Ricky's cock. They ran their hands over each other’s arses, squeezing and kneading them as they slowly pumped their cocks into each other’s mouths. Gradually they both speeded up and their nuts began to tighten. At the same time hot gushes of cum shot from their cocks into each other’s mouths. Both guys swallowed. Ricky sat up first and swigged down some lager. He picked up Martins pint glass and offered it to him. Martin gulped deeply and emptied the glass. “Alright matey?” Martin just nodded and smiled. “Better zap off now mate.” He began pulling his clothes back on and when he was dressed turned to Ricky.

“That was ace mate. We'll have to have another go at it sometime.”

“Sure matey. Just come on over and we can have some more fun.” Ricky watched as Martin left the room and listened to the slam of the front door. He picked himself up and flopped down onto the sofa. “Nice one he thought and began to drift away to sleep.”

Across the other side of the square Mark pulled on his footie shorts. He'd stripped off his market gear and now looked at himself in the full-length mirror. Still fairly fit he thought. “So my little brother doesn't mind sucking cock. I think I'm gonna have some of that. He'd sucked cock and done more besides when he was Martin's age. Yeah, he and Ian Beale went back quite a way.” His cock was beginning to firm up at the memory. He and Ian playing 'Army Doctor' when the folks were away. Strip poker when they went camping together. That time when he took Ian for a ride on his first motorbike and in the woods they'd wanked, sucked and fingered each other.

Mark's cock was very hard by now and he moved over to his bed. He lay face down on it and waited for Martin to come back from Ricky's house.

Martin's head was spinning as walked across the square. He looked at the people he walked past and wondered if they could tell what he'd just done. He was sure it was written all over his face. Martin Fowler--cocksucker. The thing was he'd loved it. Getting naked with another guy. Feeling another naked guy sat next to him--his hand on another man's cock and his own cock being gripped--and then the mouth. Warm, wet lips sucking on him and he doing the same. The thought of it made his own cock begin to swell again. He speeded up his pace and let himself into his house, kicking off his trainers. He went upstairs and began getting changed. He pulled off his T-shirt and then un-did his belt, pushing his jeans and briefs over his feet. He pulled out his trackie bottoms and pulled them on, deciding not to wear anything under them.

“Oy! Martin is that you?” Mark's voice came through the door. Martin jumped and then realised he shouldn't be so nervous. He walked out of his room and along the corridor to Mark's room. He pushed open the door and saw Mark laying on the bed just in his footie shorts his face turned towards him.

“Wotcha bro. Any chance of a massage? My muscles are all locked up mate.”

“Er yeah. Sure, but I'm off out in a minute.”

“Well just give us a quick one mate.” That should set his mind running thought Mark. Martin had given massages to Mark before but never when they were both wearing so little clothing. Martin put his hands on Mark's shoulders and knelt down by the side of the bed. His hands gripped Mark's shoulders and began to manipulate the tight muscles.

“That's good matey but a bit one-sided. Why don't you just sit across me?”

“Er okay Mark.”

Martin got up. His cock was hardening at the thought of sitting across his brothers arse while he ran his hands over him. Putting a leg over each side of Mark Martin began his massage again. He pushed and pulled at the knotted muscles eliciting small moans of pleasure from Mark.

“That's fucking smart matey. It feels really good.” Mark pushed upwards with his arse wondering if Martin was getting as hard as he was. His cock straightened its way up underneath him and he let himself back down again. Martin's cock was now tenting his trackie bottoms. He hoped Mark wouldn't look round and see. Martin's hands ran down to the small of Mark's back and back up the length of his torso. “Ah that's cool bro. How about doing my legs?”

“Sure Mark.”

Martin leaned forwards and shuffled his way down the length of Mark's legs. He ran a hand along each one, squeezing the muscles and deeply rubbing the flesh. His thumbs were running along Mark's inner thighs. Fuck he was turned on. He wondered if Mark was.

“Just finish off with my arse cheeks dude.” Now Martin wasn't sure what to do. Should he just massage Mark dressed as he was or suggest he took his footie shorts off?

“Tell you what bro. Just get my shorts off so you can do it properly.”

His heart racing with a mixture of fear and lust Martin put his hands in the waistband of Mark's shorts and began pulling them down. Mark lifted his arse up to let Martin pull them down. His cheeks were partly uncovered but the shorts wouldn't move down any further.

“They're a bit stuck bro. Can you just free 'em up?”

Did Mark want him to feel him up? Was he gonna wank his older brother off? Martin moved one hand around Mark's waist and slid it against his stomach. He put his hands against the front of Mark's shorts and could feel Mark's hard cock pressing against the waistband stopping them from being pulled down.

“Reckon the old man's what's stopping it matey. Sort it out Martin.”

Sliding his other hand around Mark's waist Martin could pull the waistband forward and release Mark's cock. He took his hands away and pulled Mark's shorts down his legs.

“That's much better matey. Carry on dude.”

Martin ran his hands over his brother's arse. He squeezed and massaged the cheeks looking curiously at the hairy hole. What would it be like to push his finger in or even more, push his cock in? Shagging his own brother!

“That feels much better mate. Gonna do me chest?”

Mark turned to look at Martin who'd stopped massaging him. He glanced down Martin's body and noticed the bulge of his younger brother's cock. So he was turned on as well. “Excellent.”

“I'll just roll over matey.”

Martin lifted himself slightly so that Mark could swivel his legs around more easily. As Martin watched Mark turned over. He couldn't help but look down at Mark's hard cock. He'd seen his brother in the shower but never with a stiffie before.

“I think those hands of yours have got me a bit turned on bro. Well don't worry about it just loosen up my chest and thigh muscles. Think I'll have a shower after that.”

Mark lay back with his hands under his head waiting to see how Martin would massage him. The younger brother leaned forwards and began running his hands over Mark's chest. His own cock was rock hard inside his trackie bottoms and as he leaned forwards it rubbed up against Mark's.

“That's good bro. Just keep un-knotting those muscles.”

As Martin's hands ran up his chest Mark pushed forwards with his hips. His engorged cock pressed firmly up against Martin's.

“Yeah Martin that's really good.”

Martin ran his hands over Mark's chest but also began pushing his hard prick against Mark's. It felt good. He and his brother were turning each other on. This was even better than with Ricky!

“Yeah Martin that feels fuckin' cool.”

All pretence at a massage was now over as Martin lay down on Mark and began rubbing his cock up and down against Mark's. Mark surprised Martin by putting his hands around his head and pulling his mouth close to his. Mark pushed his tongue against Martin's mouth who didn't resist. As they kissed deeply Mark ran his hands down his brother’s back. He slipped his hand inside the trackie bottoms and began squeezing his arse. Then Mark ran a finger up and down Martin's crack lingering around his hole. Fuck Mark. That's fuckin' horny.

“Yeah bro. Me and Ian spent fuckin' ages playing with each other like this.” As Martin pushed and ground his body against Mark's and Mark began pushing the first knuckle of his middle finger into his brother neither of them heard the floorboard creak on the landing.

Tom had finished a shift early at the fire station and thought he'd catch hold of Mark to see if he would like a pint or two. The back door of the house was open and Tom slowly went upstairs. He could hear that something was going on and if Lisa and Mark were shagging then he fancied being a bit of a voyeur.

On the landing he peered around the corner of the door to Mark's room. He was very surprised to see Martin instead of Lisa. He listened as he watched the two boys enjoy each other.

“Yeah Mark push it in a bit more.”

“Good on ya Martin.” Ian loved being fingered matey and being blown and more. Unaware that they were being observed the two of them became more and more passionate. Martin managed to slide his trackie bottoms down and off his legs while Mark fingered him. He pushed Marks shorts right off. Marks cock was rubbing up against his and it felt good.

“Have you ever been blown by a bloke Mark?”

“Couple of times bro. Why? D'you need some practice? I won't stop you.”

Martin began to lick Mark's chest and ran his tongue across down his stomach. Mark let his finger fall from Martin's backside as Martin moved his head nearer to his cock. Martin backed down and knelt between Mark's legs. He looked at his brother’s hard cock and then gently wrapped his fist around it. He pulled the foreskin back and then leaned forward sticking out his tongue. He ran it over the end of Mark's cock and gently squeezed at the same time.

“Yeah. That's good Martin.”

He ran his tongue all over the crown of it and then began licking as much as he could. With his other hand he began fondling Mark's balls. He ran his tongue up and down the shaft of Mark's cock and then opened his mouth and began sucking on the end of it. Mark reached down and ran his hands through his brother’s hair while he sucked his cock. Martin began bobbing his head up and down on Mark's cock. He could taste the pre-cum leaking from Mark. He began squeezing his balls more firmly.

“Yeah Martin. That's fuckin' A.”

Mark began pushing up with his hips, his cock slowly going in and out of Martin's mouth. He held Martin's head still while he slowly fucked his mouth. Martin stayed still for a while as the shaft of his brother's cock went back and forth in his mouth. He applied more pressure with his lips and kept running his tongue over as much of the cock in his mouth as he could. His hand squeezed and massaged Mark's balls and he could feel them begin to tighten ready to shoot their load. He moved his head up away from Mark's cock and wrapped his other hand around it. He began wanking Mark with a tight and firm grip. Mark was pushing upwards with his hips.

“Oh yeah bro. Gonna shoot.”

Suddenly Mark's cock unloaded three heavy spurts of come. They splattered over his stomach and chest.

“Fuck matey. That was good. Pass us me shorts dude.”

Martin reached down to the side of the bed and passed Mark his shorts. Mark took them and wiped his torso down. “Want me to finish you off dude?”

“Yeah sure.”

“Okay. Kneel on the bed with your back to me.”

Martin did as Mark asked and then felt Mark move up against him. He could feel Mark's softening cock pressing against his right cheek as Mark reached round and took his hard cock in his hand. It felt good again having his cock felt and played with again. Mark began wanking Martin. Pulling his foreskin all the way back and then letting his fist run right over the end of Martin's shaft. He gripped Martin more tightly and speeded up the pace. As he did he put his middle finger into his mouth making it slippery with spit. Then he reached down to Martin's tight arse and began pushing the finger in.

In the hallway Tom began squeezing his cock inside his jeans. This was one of the hottest things he'd seen for some time. And it was very interesting to hear that Ian liked being sucked and finger fucked. He hadn't fucked a bloke for a while. The last time was at a works do where a drunken mate had decided he wanted a shower. Tom had followed the guy to the showers and after sucking him off had turned the guy around and fucked him senseless. The guy had loved it but never mentioned it again.

“Yeah push it in me Mark.”

Mark began to work his finger more deeply into Martin. As he finger fucked and wanked him he could see Martin's balls tighten ready to blow. It didn't take long. Martin shot a load across the end of the bed and then three or four more as Mark milked his cock. He thought his head had exploded. Somehow Mark had touched somewhere special inside him. He'd never thought he'd enjoy having someone finger his arse but it was amazing. Fuck Mark. That was the best wank ever.

“There's loads I can teach you matey but not now. We'll get it together again another time, okay?”

“Sure.” . Martin got off the bed and found his trackie bottoms. Neither Mark nor Martin heard Tom turn and slip quietly down the stairs. Martin pulled his trackies on and left the room. He wanted to lie down for a while. His head was spinning. He went back to his room and dropped on to his bed. In the background he could hear the sound of Mark going into the bathroom. Then he heard the shower working. Lying his hand on his half hard cock he drifted to sleep.

It was dusk and Tom was hunting for Ian. He'd looked all around the square for him but had not had any luck yet. Certainly things weren't going too well for Ian at the moment and he could often be found consoling himself with a bottle. This was what Tom was hoping for. A drunk Ian would be a lot more pliable than a sober one.

Suddenly it hit him. The allotments. He walked out of the square and after five minutes brisk walking walked through the allotment gates. Bulls eye! There was Ian on the bench outside of Arthur Fowler's shed. And, yes, he had a half empty bottle of whisky in his hand. Tom went and sat next to him ensuring his thigh was pressed against Ian's.

“How's it going then Ian?”

“Terrible. I've lost my wife, my kids, my business. It's a fuckin' mess!”

He slurred the words as he spoke but that didn't stop him taking another slug of drink. Well you've got a friend or two-left old fella. As he said this Tom casually draped his hand over Ian's shoulder and began to gently massage his neck and shoulders. Ian closed his eyes as the firm fingers loosened the knots in his shoulders.

“You're a mate Tom.”

“Yeah Ian. Sometimes a man needs another man to help him out--to make him feel good. Know what I mean? Give us a neck of that Ian.”

Ian passed Tom the bottle who drank deeply from it. As he passed it back he made sure it rubbed over the crotch of Ian's trousers.

“Yeah. Men understand men don't they?”

“You're right Ian. Sometimes only a man will do.”

Gently Tom put his hand on Ian's chest and began running his fingers around Ian's right nipple. Ian took another gulp from the bottle.

“Yeah Tom. God, that feels good.”

Tom looked down at Ian's crotch and was glad to see an erection pushing upwards. He slid his hand across Ian's chest and began unbuttoning his shirt from the neck downwards. He stopped when he reached Ian's waist and then slid his hand inside the shirt moving upwards across his chest. Again his fingers brushed Ian's nipple but this time he started to tenderly squeeze it. He felt it harden and so moved across his chest to the other one, which he fondled equally sensually.

“Mmmm. I like that Tom.”

“I can see you do Ian.”

Ian's cock was now tenting his trousers. He downed another slug of whisky and offered it to Tom. “Go on matey. Have some more.”

“Will do Ian.”

Tom took the bottle and drank some more. He passed the bottle back to Ian but instead of returning his hand to Ian's chest he put it on the bulge in the man's trousers and started squeezing his cock.

“Do you like that Ian?”

“Oh yeah Tom. Yeah. Feel me up. I fuckin' love that.”

Tom ran his fingers up and down Ian's hard cock and then bent over to lick his chest. As he ran his tongue over Ian's nipples his fingers slid the zip of his trousers down and his fingers reached inside to wrap themselves around Ian's cock. He slowly wanked him and at the same time ran his tongue up Ian's neck until his mouth was over Ian's and he was kissing him passionately. As his tongue went in and out of Ian's mouth and Ian responded with equal fervour he freed Ian's cock from the confines of his boxer shorts. Once out of his trousers Ian's cock was a lot easier to wank and Tom gripped and squeezed whilst moving his hand up and down.

“Fuck that's good Tom. Yeah go on wank me.”

Tom took his time and wanked Ian in all sorts of different ways. He wrapped his whole fist around Ian's cock and squeezed long and hard. Then he let go and just used a finger and thumb linked together in a classic circle to run up and down Ian's hard shaft. Finally he pulled his head away from Ian's neck, where he had been kissing and licking, and bent over to Ian's cock head. He stuck out his tongue and began running it around in circles over the hot end. Ian moaned as the feelings of pleasure ran through him. Tom whetted his lips and began sucking on Ian's cock end whilst he gently wanked the shaft. Once Ian was freely leaking pre-cum Tom lifted his head up.

“Is that good Ian?”

“Fuckin' excellent.”

“Let's go into that shed so we can be a bit more private and I'll make you feel really good.” The pair stood up Tom supporting Ian. They walked towards the shed, Ian with his cock sticking out of his flies and Tom with his hand on Ian's arse. Tom pushed the door open and they both went in.

Robbie would always cut across the allotments on his way home. He'd got a stash of dirty magazines in Arthur Fowler's shed and he just fancied a good wank. His cock was half hard as he walked amongst the plots and made his way to the shed. But as he approached he could see that there was someone already in there. They had their back to him but he recognised Ian. What was he doing in the shed? He ducked down and moved to the side of the shed where a loose board would allow him to look inside.

Once they were inside Tom pushed Ian so that he was standing against the bench next to the window. He got down on his knees and unbuckled Ian's belt. Next he undid his trousers and pulled them down to Ian's ankles. Then he pushed Ian's cock back through the piss slit of his boxers and pulled those down to Ian's ankles as well. Ian's cock stood hard and proud and Tom, whilst holding on to Ian's thighs sucked the length of the shaft into his mouth. Ian just let his head fall back. The feelings running through him via his cock were phenomenal.

“Oh yeah Tom. Just take it right inside you.”

Tom gulped down on Ian's cock and his hands ran up and down, squeezing Ian's thighs. He loved this part of seducing a guy. Making the guy wallow in his own pleasure. Then afterwards Tom had them as compliant as he wanted them. He let Ian's cock slip from his mouth and ran his tongue up and down the hard shaft that had slapped against Ian's stomach. Next he ran his tongue over Ian's balls, gently licking and stimulating them. As he did this he pulled Ian's shoes and socks off and slipped his trousers and boxers over Ian's feet. Next he undid his own belt and jeans and pushed them along with his own boxers down to his knees. As he licked and slurped Ian's cock back into his mouth he began to gently wank his own cock. He moved slowly back and forth letting Ian's cock almost leave his wet and warm mouth before taking the whole length of the hard shaft back in again.

“Oh fuck Tom. You're gonna make me shoot my fuckin' load mate.”

Tom pulled himself away from Ian's cock. “Not just yet matey. Come on turn around for me.” He guided Ian's legs as Ian turned his back to him. He reached up to Ian's arse cheeks and began to massage them moving his thumbs nearer and nearer to his hole, pulling Ian's cheeks apart. Then he reached up with his tongue and ran it down the small of Ian's back continuing further so that his tongue ran all the way down of the crack of Ian's arse.

“Like that Ian?”

“Oh yeah Tom. Fuck yeah. Do it again matey.”

Tom smiled to himself and applied himself to Ian's crack, running his tongue up and down and lingering over the hairy, pink hole. Generating as much saliva as he could he rimmed Ian's arse pushing his tongue up against the tight hole as his hands pulled the cheeks apart to get that much more inside.

Robbie was appalled and amazed and tuned on. He half knew what guys got up to with each other, wanking each other off, blowing each other and even fucking each other but he hadn't realised that they'd lick each out. Just like muff diving. He watched as Tom pushed his face right into Ian's arse, licking and slowly pushing his tongue in the hole. He could see that Tom's cock was still rock hard. His own cock was pushing against his trousers and he absently groped himself as he watched Tom tongue fuck Ian.

Now that Ian was nice and wet Tom was ready for the final part of his evening fun with him. He stood up and pushed his jeans and boxers to his ankles. He pressed himself against Ian so that his own hard cock was rubbing up and down Ian's crack. It was leaking pre-cum and added to the slick wetness already there. His hand reached around to Ian's cock and he wanked it firmly as he spoke to Ian.

“So have I got my pal nice and hot then Ian?”

His other hand ran over Ian's chest pinching and squeezing his nipples. His tongue ran around Ian's neck leaving long trails of wet warmth.

“Oh fuck yeah Tom. I'm so fuckin' turned on.”

“So are you gonna let Tom take you then matey?”

“Whatever you want mate.”

“Okay, I want you to lie down on that old blanket. I'll do the rest.”

He helped the aroused and drunken Ian to lie down all the while tugging gently on his own and Ian's cock. He proffered the whiskey to Ian who drank deeply and then he gulped down a swig himself. He quickly undid his trainers and slipped them and his socks off as well as his jeans and boxers. Then he knelt down between Ian's legs, took hold of his ankles and put them on his own shoulders. Then he grabbed his cock and after pulling the foreskin back began rubbing it up and down the crack of Ian's arse. Eventually he let it stop over Ian's hole and began to push forwards. Slowly the head of his cock pushed its way inside Ian's arse. Tom grinned as he watched Ian's features contort with the pain and pleasure of receiving a cock up his arse. Slowly but surely he kept pushing and Ian, as drunk as he was, was able to let Tom's thick shaft enter all the way inside him. As it did it pressed up against his prostate and sent waves of dizzying pleasure course through him, making his own cock, which had become flaccid, now stand proud and hard again.

Now that he was balls deep in Ian Tom could begin the serious business of fucking him properly. He gripped Ian's ankles more tightly and then started pulling and pushing his cock out and in of the guy's arse. Fuck. Ian must be a virgin. He'd got the tightest hole of any bloke he'd ever fucked. Ian now had his eyes shut and was just lying there enjoying the pleasure of a hard, thick cock plunging in and out of his arse. His own cock remaining rock hard as his hole was fucked by his old school mate.

Robbie had a grandstand view of all that was going on. Through the gap in the boards he could see Ian's face and run his eyes all along his body and over his stiff cock. He could see Ian's legs draped over Tom's shoulders and the look of animal passion in Tom's eyes as he stared down at Ian whilst he took him. He didn't know why but his own cock had become rock hard at the sights in the shed. He undid his zip and slipped his cock out into the night air. Wrapping a finger and thumb round it he began wanking himself in time to the rhythm that Tom was fucking Ian.

The sweat was beginning to run down Tom's face, shoulders and chest. His hips were bucking back and forth as he fucked Ian. He took hold of Ian's hips so that he could more forcefully shove his cock into him. Ian was moaning now. He loved the feel of Tom's rough hands on his hips, the girth of Tom's cock pushing inside him sending waves of pleasure through him. He reached up so he could put his hand on Tom's arse. He gripped firmly and began pulling Tom into him.

“Oh yeah good boy Ian. Yeah squeeze my arse.” Letting go of Ian's hips Tom lent full length on Ian. His hips were still pushing in and out of Ian's arse but now he held down Ian's arms as he ran his tongue over his face pushing his tongue into Ian's hot mouth. His hairy chest was pressed up against Ian's and he slid himself over Ian loving the feeling of dominating him.

His balls were tightening up and he knew he was going to shoot his load into Ian imminently. Ian loved the weight of Tom pressing against him. His cock was being massaged by Tom's firm and hairy stomach and his hole was aching with pleasure as Tom's cock pushed further and further into him. Then suddenly Tom stiffened and Ian felt the hot load shoot up inside him. This brought Ian to a climax as well and he came making a sticky mess between both of their stomachs.

“Fuck that was good Ian.”

“Yeah Tom you can do that again any time matey.”

Tom rested on Ian for a while feeling his cock had become soft before he slipped it out of Ian. Then happy that he'd had what he wanted he got up and quickly slipped his clothes on. “Ian I'll see you back at the square later, okay?”

“Yeah, sure Tom.”

Ian lay there and watched as Tom left the darkened shed. He'd go back home later.

Round the back of the shed Robbie was sliding his cock back into his jeans. He'd never seen something so erotic. Tom had really given Ian a good seeing to. Not long after Tom had shot his bolt Robbie had come too--his cum shooting out onto the grass. Now that he was soft again and had watched Tom leave Robbie stealthily left the allotment.

As well as the place for Robbie to stash his porn the shed was also somewhere where he and a couple of pals would go to drink. On the following evening Robbie, Martin and Asif were in the shed necking Gold Label beer. It was very strong and they had already drunk three cans each. Robbie was wondering whether to tell the other two lads about what he'd seen going on the other night. He took a deep breath.

“Guess what guys? I saw Ian Beale and Tom Banks shagging in here last night!” The other two lads just stared at Robbie so he told them what he had seen after cutting through the allotments. Asif spoke first.

“Wouldn't have thought Tom was queer.”

“You don't have to be queer to suck cock.”

Martin regretted the words the second they were out of his mouth. The idea of Tom and Ian getting it together had turned him on and brought back memories of some of the fun he'd been having in the last few days.

“So what would you be then?”

Robbie looked at Martin and took another slug on his beer. Martin looked at them both. “Well you could be helping out a mate.” “What do you mean?”

Martin was getting more and more flustered as well as getting a bit red in the face Well your cock can't tell if it's a bloke's mouth or if it's a bird's mouth sucking on it. All it cares about is getting sucked.

“Oh yeah? And how do you know?”

Robbie looked at him waiting for an answer. “Been doing some knob gobbling then Martin?”

Asif smirked as he made this retort. At this Martin coloured even more. “Either that or he's been letting some guy suck him off.”

Martin was grateful for this get out clause from Robbie. “Yeah I did,” He then reluctantly added.

“We did each other cos we were pissed. It was Ricky Butcher.”

“What! You two ended up blowing each other after you got shit-faced?”

“Yeah mate. Just got mashed and a bit frisky.”

“So, are you up for showing us how it's done Martin?”

Robbie looked Martin in the eye as he subtly reached down and let his hand gently squeeze his own cock. Martin didn't miss this. His own cock was rock hard now. He was making a dirty sex situation happen. Yeah he was driving it.

“Yeah all right. As long as we all start off the same.”

“Like what?”

“All of us just wearing our skinnies,”

“Okay Martin. I'm up for it. What about you Asif?”

“Er yeah guys. I'll play if you will.”

“Alright guys, just get 'em off.”

Slowly at first the lads began to strip off. For the next couple of minutes there was only the sounds of clothes being removed. The sliding of T-shirts over heads, trainers being un-laced and pulled off along with socks. Then the sound of metal as belts were undone, zips slid downwards followed by the sound of denim sliding over skin as their jeans were taken off. Now there was just the three guys almost naked. Robbie on his knees in his boxers with Martin kneeling next to him. His own boxers tenting as his cock pushed against them. Finally Asif in his briefs his cock also beginning to harden as his heart was beating harder. Martin took a long swig on his can of beer.

“Okay Martin he's all yours.”

At this Robbie put his hand on his crotch and gently squeezed his cock and then let his hand fall away. Martin leaned forward and, still looking Robbie in the eye, began to feel him up. His fingers found the shaft of Robbie's cock and ran their way up and down it. Next he cupped his balls and gently massaged them.

“Nice wank Martin but it wasn't what you offered mate.”

“Just waiting while you stiffen up. That's all.”

“Your mouth can make that happen mate.”

“Okay Robbie.”

Martin left Robbie's cock alone as he reached up for the waistband of his boxers. He pulled the waistband forward and then pushed them down to Robbie's knees letting his now hardening cock free. Next he lent forward and to help himself balance spaced his knees further apart. He put his hands on the ground in front of Robbie's knees and then let his lips slide over the end of the rapidly hardening cock. As Robbie got stiffer Martin began rocking forwards and back--each time sucking in more of the hard shaft. Wow he's longer than Ricky and thicker than Mark thought Martin as he took more of Robbie in his mouth. Robbie looked down as Martin gobbled on his cock. It was so erotic seeing his mouth move up and down on his cock and feeling the pleasurable sensations course through his body. He put a hand on Martin's head and ran it through his hair. The kid had been getting some lessons somewhere. Gently he began to push his hips forwards and back. Martin realised what Robbie was doing and stayed still feeling the warm cock slide in and out. As he face-fucked Martin Robbie now started running his hands over the lad's back. Asif was very turned on by now. His rock hard cock was sticking out of the top of his briefs. Since Martin had been sucking on Robbie he'd been squeezing his nuts and using his fingers to wank the end of his cock. It was very wet as he leaked pre-cum. He wanted to join in somehow. He reached down for his beer can but hadn't realised how drunk he was. He swayed and fell forwards putting his hand on Martin's back to steady himself. As he straightened up he found that he was now kneeling so close to Martin that he was pressed up against the guy’s arse. Either that or Martin had moved back slightly achieving the same thing. Sucking on Robbie's cock felt good to Martin. Running his tongue over the head whilst his lips squeezed the shaft felt very erotic and Robbie's hands running over his back was turning him on even more. Then to feel Asif pressed against his arse made him feel hornier still.

He hoped Asif would start messing with his arse. He'd loved it when his brother had fingered him and with every wank since he'd been pushing a finger deeper and deeper into himself. To maybe help Asif now Martin reached behind him and pulled his boxers down to his knees. Then he began to try and suck more of Robbie's cock into his mouth and at the same time he began playing with the guys bollocks. Robbie was loving what Martin was doing to him. The pleasure got even better as one of Martin's fingers slid under his balls and began messing with his hole. Now that Martin was naked and pressing against him Asif knew what he wanted to do. He slid his briefs down to his knees and then pressed the shaft of his hard cock into the crack of Martin's arse. It felt great there as he slid it up and down holding on to Martin's hips as he did so. Robbie knew he couldn't hold on much longer. The combination of being sucked and finger-fucked by Martin was going to make him blow his load any second and he didn't want to be the first of the guys to shoot.

“Ah Martin mate. You gotta give me a break before I blow my fuckin wad.”

Martin pulled his head back and let Robbie's cock slip from his mouth and at the same time slid his finger from the guys arse.

“No worries Robbie. So bloke or bird’s mouth?”

“Fuck knows mate but you can blow me whenever you like. Go on Asif. You gotta try this!”

Asif looked up. He'd been concentrating on getting off by rubbing his cock up and down the crack of Martin's arse. “Yeah alright mate. Can I lie down while you do it mate?”

“Whatever you like.”

Pushing his briefs off Asif lay down, his cock standing proud. Martin slid his boxers off and then reached for the lads cock. He wrapped his hand around it and then lent forward sticking his tongue out and running the tip of it over the wet crown. Robbie slid his shorts off and knelt behind Martin watching as he started licking up and down the shaft of Asif's cock. Asif put his hands behind his head and looked down his body. His cock was rock hard and he watched and felt as Martin's tongue ran back and forth along it. The pleasure running through him felt exquisite and he parted his legs slightly. This was so much better than having a wank. Martin took hold of Asif's cock again and ran his tongue from top to bottom. Then he began licking his nuts. Getting them wet and gently putting each one in his mouth separately. Then he put his lips around the head of his cock again and began sliding down sucking as much of Asif's cock into his mouth as he could.

Robbie guessed that Martin would like receiving as much as he gave so he put his middle finger in his mouth to get it wet and then he reached down and began pressing it against Martin's already damp hole. Slowly he pushed it in. Martin was in ecstasy. Ever since he had discovered that his arse could be a source of pleasure he had wanted to explore it more and more. Now with Robbie fingering him he had become even more aroused. The intensity of it caused him to tighten the grip of his lips around Asif's cock and Asif moaned out loud at the pressure being exerted on his hard shaft. Robbie realised what was happening and began to force his finger in and then out of Martin's arse. Martin didn't know what he preferred most--the cock going in and out of his mouth or the finger doing the same to his arse.

Now, as well as his head going up and down, he began to push his arse backwards and forwards to further the pleasure he was getting. As he was doing this Robbie began to slide a second and then a third finger in. He had an idea where this finger-fucking could go. His own cock was rock hard now and he put his other hand against his mouth and licked it before wrapping it around his cock. He repeated this several times so that his cock was slick with spit.

Asif was now humping his hips upwards into Martin's mouth and he could feel his balls begin to tighten ready to release their hot load. Martin felt this and decided to push a finger into Asif's arse. This pushed Asif over the top and he felt his cock throb as he shot his load into Martin's mouth. Martin kept on sucking and swallowed all of the cum. He lifted his head up and let Asif's cock drop from his mouth.

“Oh yeah Robbie. Push into me mate.”

Robbie kept pushing his fingers in and out and then quickly substituted them for his cock. There was some resistance at first.

“Let us in Martin. Just relax a bit mate.”

Martin did as Robbie asked and felt the head of the cock penetrate him. It felt so big. Robbie put his hands on Martin's hips and pulled himself forwards. Gradually his cock went all the way into Martin's arse until he could feel his balls bang against it. The front of his thighs were pressed against the back of Martin's and it felt good. He began jerking his own hips back and forth fucking Martin.

“Nice fuckin arse Martin. Good and tight mate.”

“Yeah Robbie. Shove it right up me. That's fuckin great.”

“Knew you'd like a cock up you when you got off on my fingers.”

“Oh yeah. That feels fuckin A. Push in harder matey.”

As Asif watched Robbie sped up and began fucking Martin more and more quickly. His hips bucking back and forth and Martin on all fours, looks of extreme pleasure and pain going across his features. Asif's cock was softer now and he moved around to the Martin's side. He got to his knees and it seemed perfectly correct to reach under and start wanking Martin's rock hard cock.

“Oh God Asif. That’s right mate. Wank me off. Yeah really hard.”

Asif squeezed Martin's cock and ran his hand back and forth. The other he ran over Martin's back and he watched, fascinated as Robbie's cock went all the way in and then back out of the guy's arse.

Robbie couldn't hold on anymore. With a half muffled yell he shoved his cock into Martin and let his load shoot out into the lad. As he came he lay on Martin's back. These actions, along with Asif wanking him, brought Martin to a climax and he came in violent shots half grunting with the pleasure of it. Asif sat back and watched the other two. Gently Robbie pulled his spent cock out and knelt back. Martin turned around and sat on his haunches. For a while nobody spoke and the shed was filled with the smell of cum and breathless lads gradually calming down.

“Fuck Robbie. I didn't know I'd like that cock of yours up my arse.”

“Knew you would mate. Nice blowjob Asif?”

“Fuckin good.”

We could do this again some other time lads if you like. I'm getting to like cock a lot. Asif and Robbie looked at each other before looking at Martin. “Yeah mate. I wanna fuck you again.”

Yeah and you can blow me anytime.”

“Fuckin cool guys.”

They began to reach for their clothes and started to slowly get dressed.

Ricky and Jamie were staggering across the fields behind the allotments. Both were drunk and the lads had each other’s arms over their shoulders. They were walking back from a local club and commiserating with each other on the lack of their ability to pull. As Ricky commented, “It wouldn't have been so gutting if we'd pulled one bird between us.”

“Me have your sloppy seconds? Fuck off Ricky!”

With that comment Jamie slipped his arms around Ricky's torso and the two of them wrestled each other until they fell to the ground breathless and giggling. No Jamie mate. We could let her know how good a two-cock special feels. Jamie tried to look half-shocked at what Ricky was suggesting but secretly the idea intrigued and turned him on.

“What? One of us at each end matey?”

“That. Or one at the front door, one at the back.”

The two guys were lying down facing each other and now Ricky's hand slid down to his aroused crotch. Jamie watched and felt his own groin stirring.

“Tell you what Jamie. It's fucking horny feeling another guy rock hard pressing up and almost right next to you.”

“Yeah I can bet it's a turn-on mate.”

“I often wondered what it'd be like lying next to you, seeing you bollock naked and turned on.”

Ricky looked Jamie full in the face as he said this and once more reached down to massage the growing hardon in his jeans. Jamie smiled to himself inside. Getting it on with Ricky could be a lot of fun. He rolled onto his back still looking Ricky in the eye. You can help yourself mate. I'm always fucking horny.

“Really matey?”

“Yeah mate. I ain't gonna stop you.”

With that Jamie put his hands behind his head and just looked Ricky up and down letting his eyes linger over the guy's tenting flies. Now feeling very turned on Ricky rolled nearer to Jamie and undid his trainers. When he had got those off he got onto his knees and knelt beside Jamie. He reached down and slowly un-buttoned Jamie's shirt. It wasn't tucked in and as the last button was unfastened the material fell to either side of Jamie's torso revealing his smooth stomach and hairless chest.

“Nice looking bod matey.”

“Glad you like it. I've not had many complaints.”

Ricky reached down and let his hand rove over Jamie's chest. He let his fingers loiter over each nipple. Jamie almost squirmed at Ricky's touch. His nipples hardened and he felt his erection push even more firmly against his flies. Ricky took his time and gently fondled the hardening flesh at his fingertips. Then flattening his hand he ran it down the lads chest and then along the treasure trail of soft hair that led from his navel and then disappeared inside his jeans.

“Time to get to Mission Control I reckon matey.”

“Yeah Houston. We've got a hardon.”

Both lads laughed as Ricky undid Jamie's belt and then slowly un-zipped his flies. He slid his hand in and let it slide over the shaft of Jamie's cock whilst it was still inside his boxers. He wrapped his hand around the hard shaft and began to slowly wank Jamie.

“Like that matey?”

“Fuck yeah. But do it with my kit off mate.”

“Okay, lift your arse up and I will.”

Jamie lifted his hips and Ricky slid both the jeans and boxers down the lads legs and pulled them right off. Then he put his hand back around Jamie's cock and began wanking it again. Jamie parted his legs slightly so that Ricky could feel him up as much as he wanted. Jamie loved this-a guy tugging him off, massaging his cock and playing with his balls.

“Nice one Ricky. Yeah wank me mate.”

Ricky tightened his grip around Jamie's cock and began to wank him more firmly pulling the foreskin all the way back and then sliding back to cover the end of his knob. With his other hand he began to fondle Jamie's balls. Jamie couldn't help moaning slightly. Fuck mate. That's great. Fuck yeah, mess around with me. I fuckin love it. Ricky let his hand slide further around from Jamie's balls until his middle finger was rubbing up against the lad's hole. He wondered whether Jamie was up for a good fingering. There was only one way to find out. He ran the tip of his finger around the rim of his arsehole and then started to push it in.

“Oh fuck mate. That feels fuckin big. Do it slowly all right?”

“Yeah ,will do Jamie.”

Ricky continued wanking Jamie as he gently pushed his middle finger into him. When he was one knuckle deep he began to pull out again. He kept repeating this as he pulled the lad off. Thinking he'd give Jamie a real treat he let go of his cock, opened his mouth and went down on the lad. Still finger fucking him he let his lips slide up and down the guy's hard cock. This was almost too much for Jamie.

“Fuck Ricky. You gotta stop for a while mate otherwise I'm gonna shoot.” Ricky let Jamie's cock slip out of his mouth and pulled his finger out of the lad’s arse.

“Like that did you Jamie?”

“Fuck mate that was ace. Reckon you've done that before.”

“Well mate I've shown Martin Fowler a real nice time before now.”

“Excellent. You gonna show me what you've got then mate?”

“So you wanna see me in all my horny glory then?”

“Too right matey.”

Ricky sat up and undid and then pulled off his trainers. Next he pulled off his T-shirt. Then he knelt and undid his belt and his zip. He pushed his jeans and boxers down and then sat so he could pull both over his feet. Once he was naked he lay down next to Jamie.

“There you go mate. One horned up bloke for you to play with.”

Jamie rolled onto his side so that he was pressed against Ricky. His chest was against Ricky's side. His still hard cock pressed against the other's hip and his legs ran alongside Ricky's. Jamie reached across and down to Ricky's stiff cock. As he wrapped his hand around it Ricky put his arm around Jamie's shoulder and let his hand run up and down the other lad's back. Jamie began to slowly wank Ricky's cock. His whole fist was wrapped around it and he took his time squeezing the shaft and gently moving his hand up and down.

“Oh yeah mate. That's good.”

Jamie continued wanking Ricky. He couldn't imagine sucking him off though it did feel good turning a mate on. He pulled Ricky's foreskin back and began to run his finger around the sensitive end of his knob.

“Fuck matey. That's too fuckin good.”

Jamie smiled to himself at the comments he was eliciting from Ricky. Ricky's hand kept running up and down Jamie's back. The smooth skin felt good under his fingers and he let his hand rove down to Jamie's arse. He slid his middle finger between the cheeks and ran the tip over the other lad's hole. By now Jamie was wanking Ricky's cock a bit faster and he couldn't help but push himself against the other's body. His own cock was rock hard now and he couldn't stop himself rubbing his cock against Ricky. Then he felt Ricky's finger on his arsehole again. That was fucking erotic. Ricky loved the idea of fingering Jamie again but he wanted something more. He slipped his finger away from the lad's arse and wrapped his arm around his body. It was the work of a seconds effort to roll Jamie over so that suddenly he was lying on top of Ricky. Then the older lad put both his arms around the guy on top of him.

“This feels a lot better matey.”

Jamie smiled down at Ricky and…