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In response Jamie pushed his tongue against Ricky’s hole sending pleasurable sensations through him. It had only taken a few seconds for the guys to get up the stairs and into the shower together. They spent some time soaping each other down. They pressed against each other both very aroused and very hard as their hands slid down each others backs. Once they had showered completely Jamie had offered to show Ricky what rimming felt like. He had had it done to him and knew how good it felt. That was why they were in the positions they were in now. Ricky ran his hands across his chest and felt his nipples as Jamie pushed and licked with his tongue.

“Fuck that feels excellent mate.”

Jamie smiled to himself and pushed his tongue further up Ricky. He knew he was doing the right thing as Ricky had stayed hard all the while he tongued him. He kept licking Ricky out for a good ten minutes before deciding to stop. He extricated himself from between Ricky’s legs and stood up. “So did you like that mate?”

“That was unbelievable Jamie. I can see why you like it so much.”

“Time to go and wait for Spence then?”

“Yeah I guess so.”

They stepped out of the bath and Ricky turned off the shower. They took turns helping get each other dry and when they were done they wrapped new dry towels around themselves and went downstairs to the front room. Ricky re-filled their glasses and put a porn film on. As it progressed they let their towels fall open and gently massaged each other’s cocks. They didn't want to make each other shoot, but just enjoyed making each other feel good.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. They looked at each other and smiled. “I better go and see who it is. Hopefully it's Spence.”

Ricky got up and picked up his towel wrapping it around his waist. He padded to the front door and opened it revealing Spencer wearing a track suit and trainers.

“Wotcha Ricky. Blimey… Hope you ain't started without me mate.”

“Well we had a bit of a warm up mate, but it's good you're here. Come in.”

Spencer stepped inside thinking it was pretty horny with Ricky answering the door in just a towel with a half hard cock underneath. He walked into the front room and greeted Jamie, “Wotcha mate. Been having fun?”

“Yeah Spence, come and sit down.”

Spencer moved round the sofa and sat next to Jamie who had covered himself up. Ricky came in with another glass of wine and gave it to Spencer before sitting down next to him. “So mate you got here okay and before time?”

“Yeah got out of the Vic early, what have you two been up to then?” Ricky and Jamie exchanged glances and smiles. “Oh I see, been getting started without me.”

Jamie smiled, “Well mate you’re a bit over dressed for the occasion.”

“So what you gonna do about it guys?”

Spencer relaxed back on the sofa opening his legs and putting his hands behind his head letting the other guys know that what happened next was up to them. They needed no further urging. Ricky reached across to the zip of Spencer’s top whilst Jamie put his hand in Spencer’s crotch and started to feel him up. Spencer let his head fall back as he waited for the other guys to turn him on.

Ricky slid Spencer’s zip down until it was undone and parted the jackets sides. He ran his hand over Spencer’s chest and stomach. He rubbed and squeezed each nipple until they were hard. Then he leant over and started licking the guy’s chest. Meanwhile Jamie massaged Spencer’s cock through his trackie bottoms. Once it was hard he slid his hand inside the loose trousers and started wanking Spencer properly. After a while of rubbing him up he started to pull at the trackie’s waist-band.

“Lift your arse up a second Spence.”

Spencer did as he was asked and Jamie pulled the trackies down to Spencer’s ankles. Once Spencer’s cock was free, Jamie wasted no time before going down on him. His lips were held firmly as they slid up and down Spencer’s stiff prick. Spencer pushed his running shoes off and then shucked off his trackie bottoms. By now Ricky was kissing and licking Spencer’s neck. The two guys started kissing passionately and as they did Spencer slipped his hand under Ricky’s towel aid began to feel his stiff cock. Gently he cupped Ricky’s balls in his hand softly massaging and squeezing them. Then he slid his fingertips up the hard shaft until they reached Ricky’s foreskin. Here he let a finger rub and move over his piss hole. This fingering made Ricky feel more urgently horny and he put his hands on Spencer’s face to caress it as he pushed his tongue more forcefully into the lad’s mouth. He broke off after a while of snogging Spencer.

“Wanna taste me mate?”

“Sure Ricky.”

Ricky opened his towel and let it fall onto the sofa as he got up and stood on the cushions his cock level with Spencer’s mouth. He glanced down to watch as Jamie continued sucking on Spencer’s stiff cock. What he really fancied at the moment was watching the two lads work each other over but that could probably wait for a while. Suddenly he felt a hand on his prick and looked to see Spencer with his hand wrapped around his shaft wanking him. He bent his knees slightly and pushed his hips forward as Spencer let go of his cock and then opened his mouth before wrapping his lips around his knob and sucking it into his mouth.

Spencer ran his tongue over Ricky’s prick feeling it and tasting it. At the same time he could feel Jamie’s mouth sucking on him. This was so horny. Although he'd enjoyed the shag with Gary and Ian he preferred what was going on here with him at the centre of events. He sucked on Ricky’s prick and put his hands on the guy’s butt cheeks. He squeezed and kneaded them and then ran a finger along Ricky’s crack. He let his finger linger over Ricky’s hole before pushing it in. He heard Ricky moan as he did it so he sucked more forcefully on the guy’s cock as he finger-fucked him. Jamie sucked and licked on Spencer’s prick. His own cock was hard all the while he did this and he wanked himself slowly. Although he had been fucked twice Jamie wanted to fuck someone back. The idea of his cock sliding in and out of a guy’s hot hole really turned him on. He lifted his mouth away from Spencer’s cock.

“Guys, why don't we move around a bit?”

Spencer stopped sucking on Ricky’s cock and slipped his finger from the guy’s arse. “Yeah Ricky kneel towards the end of the sofa so I can give that arse of yours a good rimming.”

“Nice one Spence. Then I can do the same to you.”

Quickly the guys re-arranged themselves. Ricky knelt at one end of the sofa with Spencer on all fours facing his arse and Jamie last in line facing Spencer’s arse. Ricky bent over and felt Spencer’s hands grab his arse cheeks. Suddenly he could feel warm breath along his crack followed by the slick wetness of the lads tongue. Spencer ran his tongue up and down Ricky’s crack lingering over the tight hairy hole. Ricky pushed back with his hips loving the feelings round his arsehole.

Behind Spencer was Jamie who was getting similarly involved with giving a deep rimming although he had an ulterior motive. He kept soaking Spencer’s crack but after a while he stopped bending over and shuffled nearer to Spencer’s arse. When he was close enough he began to run the shaft of his cock up and down between the other guy’s cheeks. He placed his hands on Spencer’s cheeks and squeezed them as his stiff prick went up and down the cleft of the guys arse. He loved the feeling as his foreskin rolled up and down on his cock whilst it slid between the lads tight buttocks. He had to go for it. He leaned back and took the shaft of his cock in his hand. He pressed the end against Spencer’s hole and pushed in.

Spencer had felt the change when Jamie stopped rimming him and loved the feel of the lad’s hard shaft against his cheeks. He applied himself to licking out Ricky more vigourously but then groaned as he felt Jamie enter him. He backed off from Ricky’s arse.

“Ricky mate. Turn ‘round.”

“Yeah watch while I shag Spence matey.”

“Oh yeah guys, gotta see this.”

Ricky turned round and sat on the arm of the sofa. Spencer leaned slightly forward and began sucking on Ricky’s cock again. Ricky looked at Jamie seeing the intense expression on his face as he fucked Spencer. Jamie rocked his hips backwards and forwards whilst he held on to Spencer’s arse. It felt great fucking his mate. Jamie pushed his cock as deeply as he could into Spencer then slowly withdrew it almost pulling right out. He repeated this gradually speeding up taking Spencer. This was something that he'd wanted to do for ages and it was actually happening. He was covered in a sheen of sweat that was slowly building up letting rivulets run down his body. He glanced at Ricky who smiled back. Ricky had his hands on Spencer’s head pulling him closer towards him so that more of his cock went down the guy’s throat.

Jamie was loving the sensation of shagging Spencer. His cock was gripped by his mate’s arse as he fucked him. The feeling was terrific. The sweat was freely running down his body now. He speeded up his pace urgently pumping his hips back and forth. Ricky closed his eyes as Spencer sucked him off. It wasn't what he'd imagined the evening turning into, he and Jamie spit roasting Spencer, but he wasn't going to object to what was happening now. Spencer was running his tongue all over the crown of his cock as he sucked him. Ricky grabbed his head more forcefully and got more of his cock in Spencer’s mouth.

Spencer was sure he was now in Heaven. His prick was rock hard and Jamie fucking him was such a turn on he was copiously leaking pre-cum. Ricky’s cock was equally wet and tasty and Spencer tried to take all of it in his mouth. He didn't know how much longer he could last. His mind was made up for him however as with a final shove Jamie unleashed his load inside him with a loud and long moan. That set him off and he felt the bolts of semen shoot from his cock. Within seconds Ricky too had shot his load in Spencer’s mouth. Gradually the three guys separated and just lay slumped against each other on the sofa.

Drunkenly Mickey sat on the bench in the gardens in the middle of the square. It was late and he felt very horny. He put his hand in his crotch and began groping himself as he thought his way through his favourite fantasy. “Right Miller, Almost done with you. Just drop your boxers and stand with your legs apart.” The Territorial Army doctor watched as Mickey pushed his boxers down and stepped out of them. Mickey stood there with his hands behind his back looking straight ahead.

“Okay laddie, just got to have a feel to make sure all your equipment's in working order.” The doctor reached down and cupped Mickey’s balls. Gently he began to massage them wondering how long it would take the lad to get hard. Mickey was willing his cock to stay down but the fondling of his balls was too erotic. Slowly his prick suffused with blood and stood proudly at attention.

“So Miller. Like a man feeling you up do you?”

“No Sir.”

“Your cock seems to say otherwise.”

By now the doctor had released Mickey’s balls and was slowly running a finger and thumb circle up and down his erection. “Oh I think you like getting down and dirty with the other lads Miller. Let's see shall we? Get down on your knees laddie.”

The doctor stopped wanking Mickey who knelt down. Next the doctor undid his white coat revealing a bare chest underneath. He slipped it off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Next he undid his belt and then his jeans. He pushed his jeans down to his ankles and stepped out of them revealing a stiff cock and no underwear.

“Now Miller, open that mouth of yours and stick your tongue out.”

Mickey did as he was asked. The doctor took his cock in his hand and drew back the foreskin. Then he moved forwards and ran his cock from side to side over Mickey’s tongue. “Very nice Miller, now let's see how good at swallowing you are.”

The doctor guided his cock into Mickey’s mouth. Automatically Mickey closed his lips around the shaft. “Good lad. I can tell you've done this before.” The doctor put a hand on either side of Mickey’s head and began fucking Mickey in the mouth. “Yeah. That's it Miller. Suck on my pole you dirty little boy whore. Yeah. That's right cadet. Go on. Gobble the doctor’s fuck stick down your throat.”

Mickey sucked on the doctor’s cock and ran his tongue all round it. He wanked his own cock at the same time. He was so turned on.

“Suck my prick you little cunt.” The doctor was pulling Mickey’s head backwards and forwards, shoving his cock in and out. “Fuck. That's good Miller.” The medic let go of Mickey’s head and pulled his cock out of the lad’s mouth. “So. Like that did you Miller?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Let's see how versatile that tongue of yours is. Lick my nuts.” The doctor put his hands on his hips and Mickey leaned forward putting his tongue out. He alternated from one nut to the other. Licking and sucking on them. Placing one in his mouth and gently tonguing it. “Oh good boy; now keep going down and round cadet. I want you to lick my arse.”

Mickey got down lower and the doctor put one foot on a nearby stool. “Yeah. Right round to my hole, Miller. Get it nice and wet.”

Mickey scuttled between the doctors legs and turned around. He put his hands on the man’s cheeks and held them apart. Then he put out his tongue and started licking the guy’s crack. The doctor leaned forward to allow Mickey easier access to his arsehole. “Yeah. Lick it you fuckin’’ slut. Rim my fucking hole. Yeah tongue it you fuckin bitch!” The doctor reached round and put his hand on the back of Mickey’s head pulling it towards him. “Tongue fuck it you little cunt. Yeah get me wet for you.”

Mickey licked and tongued the guy’s hole until the hand fell from the back of his head. “Oh well done Miller. Now it's party time.” The doctor clambered onto the nearby examining table and lifted his legs up. “Come on now cadet, time to fuck the medic.” Mickey moved over to the table and got on then he knelt near the doctor’s arse. The doctor took hold of his ankles and held them up so that his hole was plainly on view to Mickey. Mickey leaned forward with his cock in his hand and lined up the end with the doctor’s arse. Then he began to push with his hips and his cock began to enter the doctor.

“Fuck that's a big fuckin’ weapon you've got there Miller. I want that right up inside me before you start fucking me senseless.”

Mickey smiled as he pushed more of his cock in. He took the doctor’s calves in his hands and the doctor dropped his own and started playing with his nipples. “Oh yeah, push it in me Miller.” Gradually Mickey applied more pressure until his cock was in the doctor up to his nuts. “Nice one soldier. That weapon is right in me. Now fuck me slowly.”

Mickey began moving his hips slowly backwards and forwards looking down and watching his cock slide in and out of the medic. “Oh yeah Miller. That's good. Now speed it up a bit you fucker.”

Mickey slid his hands down to the medic’s thighs his strong hands gripping more tightly as he speeded up the pace at which he fucked. Below him the medic moaned and groaned as he felt Mickey’s cock slide in and out of him more speedily.

“Oh yeah. Fuckin’ give it to me laddie!” The medic writhed under him wanking himself as Mickey shoved himself in and out of the guy feeling his nuts begin to tighten up. The medic must have been able to sense or feel this, “Yeah. Come on Miler. Shoot your fuckin’ load right up inside me!”

With a final push Mickey came, his hot load firing into the medic who blew his load at the same time covering his stomach in his own cum. “Fucking excellent Miller. Come here.” The doctor reached up and Mickey lay down on top of him embraced by his arms and legs.

In the park Mickey’s cock was sticking out of his flies and he was gently wanking it. He hadn't even realised that he'd got it out. He was so horny and he needed to get his end away. He didn't notice Martin Fowler loitering in the bushes. Martin had left Angie’s Den quite drunk. He had tottered towards the square intending to go home but had spotted someone in the gardens and it looked like they were wanking. Quietly he had entered the gardens and cut through some bushes to have a closer look. He had leant forward and watched as the guy he recognised as Mickey Miller had groped himself and eventually slipped his cock out. Fascinated, Martin watched as Mickey began slowly wanking himself whilst obviously thinking through a wank fantasy with his eyes closed. It was when Mickey opened his eyes that Martin decided to make his move. He made quite a noise as he pushed through the bushes and drunkenly slumped onto the bench next to Mickey in time to spot the guy zipping up his flies.

“Wotcha mate.”

“Oh hi Martin, had a good night?”

“Yeah mate. Got a bit pissed and don't wanna crash yet.”

“Know the feeling Martin, just got nowhere to go. Home's a madhouse.”

“Yeah and you can't wank yourself stupid if you think someone's gonna catch you at it.” Mickey looked at Martin after he had said this. Had the lad seen him starting to knock one out?

“So are you gagging to wank yourself stupid Martin?”

“Always mate.”

Martin paused and took a breath, “Sometimes I get it on with a mate ‘cos I'm so horny.”

Mickey stared at Martin as he started to feel a stirring in his jeans. “What? Knock one out together?”

“That and more mate. Want me to show you where?”

“Yeah mate. I do.”

“Okay. I'll lead the way.” The two lads got up off the bench and with Martin leading the way they headed towards the allotments. A few minutes later Martin opened the door to the shed and they both slipped inside. Martin pushed the door closed behind them.

“Well it's dry and private I guess mate.”

“Yeah Mickey. You can do what you like here without anyone finding out.”

“Right. So what have you done here?”

“Messed around with mates, got hot and horny mate.”

“Yeah? What sort of stuff?”

“Well…” Martin stopped and looked Mickey in the eye, “Do you like having your cock sucked?”

“Show me a bloke that doesn't dude.”

“Even if it's another bloke doing it?”

“Any hole’s a goal mate.”

“Okay. Why don't you and me get naked and see what happens?”

“Alright mate. I'm game if you are.”

Quickly the two lads stripped off. When they were naked they looked at each other. Both were semi-erect. “So what happens now Martin?”

“Why don't you lie down mate and let me sort you out.”

“Okay matey.” Mickey sat down and then lay back. He drew his legs up but let them relax so that his knees were far apart. Martin got down on his knees and then lay at full stretch on the floor. Hesitantly he reached forward and touched and then gripped Mickey’s half-hard cock. Slowly he began to wank it. Feeling it get harder under his touch turned him on. Again he was leading a sexual situation and he loved it.

“Oh I like that mate. Play with me like a fuckin’ dirty uncle.” Martin smiled to himself and began to wank Mickey more fervently. “Oh fuck. That's good mate. Toss me off.”

Martin began to play with Mickey’s cock more vigourously. He brought a second hand forward and cupped Mickey’s nuts in them. Softly he squeezed them, eliciting further moans from Mickey. “Oh yeah matey. Mess with my bollocks.”

Mickey couldn't help himself and he began to thrust his hips upwards as he fucked Martins hand. Martin smiled as Mickey did this. He knew where he wanted to take this. He shuffled forwards on his knees and looked down at the cock and balls in his hands. Then he bent down and engulfed Mickey’s cock in his mouth.

Mickey felt himself swoon as the moist heat of Martins mouth enveloped his cock. He lifted his head slightly and looked down his torso to observe Martin. The lad was sliding his closed mouth up and down Mickey’s pole. One hand was massaging and caressing a muscular hairy thigh whilst the other continued to play with his nuts.

“Fuck Martin. That feels amazing.”

Martin glanced in Mickey’s direction and smiled as he carried on sucking on Mickey’s prick. After a while he released Mickey’s cock from his mouth and stopped playing with his nuts. Then he took the shaft in his hand and pulled the foreskin right back. Next he stuck out his tongue and ran it along the whole length letting the tip circle around the crown. His tongue repeated this journey a dozen times until he just kept teasing the head of Mickey’s cock.

“Christ Martin. You gotta stop mate or else I'm gonna blow. Why don't you sit across my chest so I can get a taste of yours?”

Martin stopped licking Mickey, “Sure thing matey.”

He got up and then straddled Mickey’s chest before lowering himself down. His hard cock was just an inch or two away from Mickey’s mouth. Mickey raised his head and opened his mouth. Martin leaned forward slightly and the end of his cock went in. Mickey put his hands on Martin’s arse and pulled him forward so that all of his cock slid into his mouth. Martin gasped as the whole length of his cock was swallowed. Mickey heard Martin’s gasp and smiled. The lad had obviously never been deep-throated before. For a while Martin just sat there leaning backwards with his hands on the ground on either side of Mickey’s hips. This was terrific. Although Ricky had sucked his cock it had been nothing like this. Mickey sucked and gulped on Martin’s cock. He squeezed and kneaded the lad’s arse whilst holding his cock in his mouth. Martin was in ecstasy. He could feel his nuts begin to tighten up but he didn't want to shoot his load just yet. Reluctantly he put his hands on Mickey’s hands and pulled them off his arse. Then he withdrew his cock from the guy’s mouth.

“What's up Martin?”

“You're just too good mate. I was getting near to shooting.”

“Oh. Fair enough mate. You ever been rimmed?”

“Er no mate.”

“You'll like it mate, squat over my face.” Martin got up and did as Mickey asked him. He had a fair idea of what was going to happen next but he was un-prepared for the sensations that went through him as Mickey’s tongue touched and then licked his hole. Again Mickey grabbed Martin’s arse, this time just holding onto his cheeks as his tongue probed the lad’s tight hole. Martin had his eyes closed as Mickey rimmed him. This must feel as good as being fucked. He ground his arse against Mickey’s mouth wanting more of the guy’s tongue up inside him. Mickey pushed more forcefully with his tongue reaching into Martin’s hole. He was wondering if Martin had ever had a cock in him. He could really give it to someone tonight. There was only one way to find out. He lifted Martin’s arse from his face and guided the lad to sitting on his chest.

“So did you like that Martin mate?”

“Fuckin’ hell Mickey that felt incredible!”

“Why don't we try it in a different position mate?”

“Cool. What were you thinking of?”

“Well why don't you lie down on your back?”

“Okay matey.” Martin lifted himself off Mickey’s chest and lay down. Mickey picked up Martin’s legs and pushed them right back over the lads chest exposing his arse. Then he knelt close to the guy his cock rubbing against Martin’s back as he put his hands on his cheeks and held them apart. Mickey ran his tongue up and down Martin’s crack.

“Any good mate?”

“Fuckin’ ace Mickey.”

Slowly Mickey licked up and down lingering when his tongue touched Martin’s hole. Eventually he just kept licking and tonguing the lad who was moaning in pleasure. Mickey lifted his head and sucked on one of his fingers soaking it in spit. He put it against Martin’s hole and slowly pushed it in. “Oh yeah Mickey. Finger my fuckin’ arse.”

Mickey smiled at this and slowly finger fucked Martin. He added a second finger to the first and began to push more insistently into Martin. Martin writhed as he was fingered. This felt great. He wanted Mickey to fuck him just like Robbie had, “Mickey mate. You ever fucked a bloke?”

“Yeah sure mate.”

“Wanna fuck me?”

“Fuckin’ love to mate.”

Mickey pulled his fingers from Martin’s arse and then arranged the guy’s legs so that his ankles were on his shoulders. Next he took hold of his prick and after sliding back lined it up against Martin’s hole. Then he pushed forward with his hips and heard a gratifying moan from Martin as the first inch of him went inside the lad.

“Like that Martin?”

“Come on mate. Give me all of it.”

Mickey smiled and pulled his prick out of Martin. Then he lined it up again but this time he pushed two inches of himself back inside the guy’s arse. “Fuckin’ lovely Mickey. I want it all.” Mickey pushed forwards with his hips and looked down to watch the full length of his cock slide into Martin. He could feel his ball sac pressing up against Martin’s arse. “Nice fuckin’ one Mickey--really do me mate.”

Mickey pulled back and then rammed himself roughly into Martin, “Fuck yeah mate!”

So that was how Martin liked it. He pulled almost all the way out and then thrust himself right back into Martin. He kept repeating this, loving the feeling of Martin’s tight arse gripping his cock as it slid in and out.

“Oh yeah Mickey, fuckin’ lovely.”

Martin rolled his head from side to side loving being fucked. One hand played with his right nipple whilst the other reached down to play with his cock. Mickey pumped furiously, shoving his cock into Martin almost brutally. “Oh yeah. Like that do you Martin?”

“Fuckin’ lovin’ it mate!”

Sweat was sliding down Mickey’s torso. This was better than anything he had imagined happening tonight. He kept fucking Martin knowing he was going to blow his load soon. Martin was almost moaning as Mickey screwed him. His own nuts were tightening up now and he knew he was going to shoot imminently. Mickey speeded up his pounding of Martin’s arse. Finally he blew.

“Fuck. I'm cumming!”

He shoved his cock as deeply as it would go into Martin and felt his prick unload its juice into the lad underneath him. Martin blew his load at the same time. Gobbets of semen flew across his chest and face. Still holding onto Martin’s legs Mickey laid on the lad’s chest.

“That was bloody marvellous Martin. I really fuckin’ enjoyed that.”

“Yeah mate. It felt amazing.”

“So do you often get up to this sort of stuff?”

“Well I've only done it a couple of times but I'm getting to like it.”

“You let me know whenever you want it again mate and I'd be very pleased to help out.”

“Yeah mate. We could get another bloke in on it as well. Fancy that?”

“More the merrier mate.”

Mickey pulled himself from Martin and got up and slowly he began dressing and Martin then got up and followed his lead. Once dressed, they left they the shed and walked back to the square.

Spencer quietly pulled the front door closed. He had woken on the sofa to hear Ricky gently snoring and Jamie out for the count. He had extricated himself from the other lads and quickly got dressed. He stepped onto the road and walked around the square intending to go back to the Vic. As he turned the corner he saw that the lights of the chippy were on. He walked towards it and saw Ian behind the door turning the sign to 'closed'. Ian looked up and when he saw Spencer turned the sign back round and smiled. Spencer walked to the door and Ian held it open for him.

“Alright Spence. Come in mate.”

“Wotcha Ian.”

Once Spencer was inside Ian closed the door and turned the sign back around before locking the door. “Had fun tonight Spence?”

“Yeah mate, been messing with a couple of pals.”

“Oh yeah? Gary and a new pal?”

“No mate, couple of other dudes.”

“Oh right. So are you all worn out then?”

“Why mate? You feeling a bit horny?”

“Yeah mate. Wanna play?”

Spencer looked at Ian and smiled. It could be fun getting into a bondage scenario with Ian. He felt his cock firming up at the idea. “Yeah Ian. I'm game. Lead the way.”

“Alright matey. Follow me.” They went upstairs to Ian’s flat. In the front room Ian turned to face Spencer, “Well mate I'm all yours.”

“That sounds good. Why don't you strip off down to your boxers?”

“Okay Sir.”

Ian started stripping. Spencer smiled to himself at hearing Ian call him Sir, could be time for a bit of role play fun. As Spencer watched Ian un-dressed until he was just standing there in his boxer shorts. His hardon was evident.

“So Ian. Do you want me to mess around with you?”

“Yes please Sir.” Ian stood still with his hands by his sides.

“Have you got any ropes?”

“Yes Sir. They're in the bedroom.”

“Well we'd better go there next.”

Spencer followed Ian into the bedroom, “So where are they Ian?”

“In that box,” Ian pointed to a wooden box in the corner. Spencer went over to it and opened the lid. Inside were ropes, handcuffs and quite a lot of other sexual paraphernalia. Spencer pulled out four lengths of rope.

“Okay Ian. Go and lie on the bed.” Ian did as he was told. Spencer crawled on top of him. “Right mate, let's do a corner at a time.” He bound Ian’s wrists to bars at one end of the bed, as far apart as he could and did the same to the guy’s ankles. “Well mate. It looks like you're all mine to play with now.”

Spencer got off the bed and looked at the bound Ian noting the guy’s cock was tenting his boxers. “Feel a bit over dressed mate. Give us a sec and then I'll come and play.” Spencer began to undress. Ian watched. He felt very turned on. Again he was living a fantasy that he had only wanked about before. He was powerless. Spencer could do anything he wanted to him and he wouldn't be able to resist. He lifted his head slightly so he could watch as Spencer kicked off his trainers and then took his socks off. Spencer just pulled his top over his head and then pushed his trackie bottoms down and stepped out of them.

His stiff prick slapped against his stomach as it was freed. Spencer wrapped his hand around his cock and tugged on it a couple of times whilst looking at Ian. “So matey, bet you'd like some of this?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Okay. I'll see what I can do.” Spencer got onto the bed and straddled Ian. He ran his arse up and down Ian’s stiff prick before sitting across the guy’s chest. He pulled on his cock exposing the head and held it just above Ian’s mouth. “Okay slave. Stick your tongue out.” Ian did as he was told and Spencer ran the head of his cock across the tip of Ian’s tongue. “Oh yeah. That's good slave. Now lick your lips and put your tongue away.”:

Again Ian did as he was told and Spencer rubbed the end of his knob against Ian’s wet lips. “Oh really good matey, but I know you wanna taste it so open wide.”

Ian opened his mouth and Spencer slid his cock in. He pushed forward as far as he could feeling the hot wet warmth of Ian’s mouth grip his cock. He looked down to watch his cock slide in and out. It felt so good. Here was a guy he could do what he liked with. The idea of such power coursed through him turning him on even more. “Suck me Ian. Suck on my cock!”

Spencer slid his cock in and out in and out of Ian’s mouth. He reached behind him and let his hand move down Ian’s torso. It slid across the guy’s stomach and then under the waistband of his boxers. He found Ian’s hard cock and gripped it wanking it slowly.

“Like that don't you matey?” Spencer pulled himself back so that his cock left Ian’s mouth.

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Let's pay a bit of attention to you for a while.” Spencer clambered off Ian and kneeled beside him. His hand reached for Ian’s crotch and massaged his hardon through his boxers. “Better get these off matey. Got any scissors?”

“Yes Sir. In the toy box.”

Quickly Spencer got off the bed and rummaged through Ian’s box of sex toys. A few things caught his eye for later use but he pulled out the scissors and got back on the bed next to Ian. Carefully he cut through the fabric of Ian’s boxers until he could pull them from the guy’s body. Ian’s erect cock sprang up once it was free of its confines. Spencer wrapped his fist around it and began slowly wanking Ian. “Like that do you matey?”

“Oh yes Sir.”

Ian was well turned on. Again he was enacting a fantasy he had only wanked about and now it was really happening. He pushed upwards with his hips his cock trying to fuck Spencer’s hand. “Easy tiger, don't want you to go off too soon.”

Spencer let go of Ian’s cock but not before sliding the guy’s foreskin right back. Once that was done he stuck out his tongue and ran it around the head of Ian’s cock. He wanted to elicit as much pleasure as he could from the guy. He made his lips into an ‘O’ and slowly slid them down Ian’s cock pressing them firmly together eliciting moans from the guy. Again Ian started to push upwards with his hips so Spencer lay across the top of the guy’s thighs holding him down. Next he stopped sucking on Ian but just wrapped his hand around the guy’s shaft leaving the underside of his prick uncovered. Then he ran his tongue from the guy’s nuts all the way up to the head of his cock. “Like that Ian?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good. Now we're gonna try something different.” Spencer let go of Ian’s cock and got off the bed before rummaging in the toy box. “I think we'll have some fun with this matey.” Spencer held up a vibrator and switched it on. He got back onto the bed and began running it around Ian’s inner thighs. First along one thigh and then down the other before trailing it over Ian’s balls.

“Oh God!”

“Like that then do you Ian?”

“Fuck yeah!”

“Cool.” Spencer smiled as he than ran it up and down against Ian’s cock watching the guy squirm and writhe as pleasure coursed through him. Ian bucked his hips upwards wanting to rub his prick against the vibrating plastic. He had never been so turned on before. What he really wanted was Spencer to fuck him. He was about to get his wish in a bigger way than he had expected. Spencer took the vibrator off of Ian’s cock. He had had an idea. He wanted to fuck Ian but he wanted to be fucked by him too. The toy in his hand had sparked a wicked thought in his head. “Let's see how good you are with that tongue of yours.”

Spencer straddled Ian’s chest again but this time sat forward with his prick above the guy’s face. “Now get that tongue of yours up my hole. Get it nice and wet.” Spencer put his hands behind him and pushed his arse towards Ian’s face. Ian put his tongue out and began to run it around Spencer’s hole. Spencer ground his arse against Ian’s tongue loving the feeling as Ian made his crack wet and slick. Eagerly Ian arched his neck pushing his tongue as far as he could against and then in Spencer’s hole. Once Spencer felt that he was lubed up enough he lifted his arse away from Ian’s face.

“Right matey. Let's use that stiff cock of yours.”

Moving down Ian’s torso he reached for the guy’s hard cock. With his fist wrapped around it he held it steady as he slowly lowered himself onto it. “Ah yeah Ian. That feels good.”

Ian just lay there enjoying the feel of Spencer’s arse gradually gripping his cock as the lad slid down onto it. Once Ian was inside him Spencer began riding his cock. He raised himself up and down loving the feel of Ian sliding in and out of him and turning him on. He picked up his pace and tightening his arse milked Ian’s cock. Ian was in ecstasy. Although he was bound that didn't stop him thrusting his hips upwards shoving his cock into Spencer as the lad moved up and down. Sweat was coating Spencer as he was fucked. Feeling Ian fill him was such a turn on but now it was time to fill Ian as well. He picked up the vibrator and pushed it between Ian’s cheeks enjoying the sound of Ian gasp as it entered him.

“There you go matey; fucked as you're fucking me!”

Spencer pushed and pulled the vibrator in and out of Ian’s arse watching the guy’s face contort as he was fucked by the plastic. Spencer then left it in Ian and turned it on. Ian yelled and bucked his hips upwards shoving his cock into Spencer savagely as the shock of pleasure went rapidly through him.

“Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!”

A sheen of sweat broke out all over Ian and Spencer ran his hands all over the guy’s torso spreading the dampness evenly. With one final push into Spencer Ian shot his load deep into the lad. Feeling the heat erupt inside him set Spencer off, his prick discharged volley after volley of cum. It spattered over Ian’s face, chest and stomach. Breathless the two guys relaxed and Spencer reached down to switch off the vibrator before pulling it from Ian’s arse. Then he lifted himself off Ian and rolled onto his back lying next to the other guy.

“Fucking hell Spencer. Never ever came as hard as that before!”

“Yeah pretty fucking amazing matey, we should do something like this again.”

“Fuck mate. Give me a chance to get my breath back.”

Both men laughed at this.

“Well I s'pose I better untie you mate.”

“Yeah that'd be great.”

Once the ropes were removed the guys wrapped their arms and legs around each other and drifted off to sleep.