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Backstreet Desire, Part 3

by Noodle


Nick handed his credit card to the giggling and flustered cashier. He had managed to spend $500 in a half-hour, he was proud. The cashier fumbled at the register to push the right buttons and then scrambled to find a pen. "Don't worry, I've got one," said Nick. "Okay, thanks," she bubbled. Nick signed the receipt and handed it to the nearly hysterical girl. He left the store, and she slid the customer's copy into her pocket. She couldn't wait to tell her friends. Nick set the bags of clothes down by the hotel room door as he fished for his card key. He didn't need it; Howie opened the door for him. Nick rushed inside with the bags and tossed them on the floor. He was horny as hell. As soon as the door was closed Nick lead Howie to the bed and they tumbled onto it. No need for kisses, they weren't in love. They had trusted each other enough to reveal their homosexuality to one another, and soon they decided to share it. Nick loved Howie's muscles and he rubbed his hands all over them, in the process he removed Howie's shirt. The two of them got naked and were soon in the throes of passion. They humped each other's legs and their arms strained to pull their bodies closer together. Howie reluctantly broke the embrace to give head to Nick. Nick had a decently sized piece and Howie loved to feel it inside his mouth and ass. Howie went down on Nick like it was going out of style, rubbing Nick's body with one hand while exploring his balls and anus with the other hand. Nick too was very enthusiastic about the whole process. He thrust his hips and grasped Howie's hair. Nick came to a loud orgasm, causing Howie to be a little nervous about who may have heard them. Nick retrieved a small Wet sample from his pants pocket and made Howie lay on his back. Nick lubed Howie's dick up, then straddled his abs. They kissed some more and Nick scooted back onto Howie's dick. They'd done this so many times that Nick didn't mind the pain anymore. They rapidly increased the pace and Nick was bouncing on the bed. Howie grabbed Nick's hips to keep his dick from slipping out, and Nick responded by putting his hands on Howie's chest to explore and squeeze it thoroughly. Howie orgasmed as quietly as he could, but a couple loud groans escaped. They stood up and got dressed. Howie and Nick picked up the bags full of alibi shopping items, left the room, deposited their keys at the front desk, and walked home. Kevin woke up to the sound of the front door closing. *SHIT* he thought as he shook AJ and Brian to wake them up. Kevin and AJ dashed to their room, praying that Howie and Nick wouldn't come upstairs right away. The three boys upstairs threw on some clothes while Nick and Howie made their way upstairs, calling their names. They saw Kevin in his last moment of putting his shirt on and AJ zipping up his pants. "Hey, Kev. What did you guys do while we were gone?" said Nick. "Uh, hey, Nick," Kevin said, nervously. "Um, we were just waking up from a nap. I don't know if Brian's awake, yet." "Hey guys," said Brian from behind everyone. "What'd you bring me?" "Jack shit. YOU didn't want to go with us," said Nick. Brian, Kevin, and AJ forced a laugh. "Hey, let's go rent a video," said AJ. "Great idea," said Kevin The rest of the guys agreed and they headed down the stairs. Nick and Howie lead, and their scent wafted backwards. Kevin sniffed at the air. It was something familiar, something he'd just smelled earlier that day. Then it hit him, and he looked at AJ and Brian. They knew, too. It was the scent of sex. To be continued..? I hope you liked this one. Please send me some feedback and suggestions for future episodes so I can keep everyone happy. My email address is NoodleJ@aol.com.

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7 Gay Erotic Stories from Noodle

Backstreet Desire, Part 1

Kevin Richardson lay on a beach in California, watching his fellow Backstreet Boys play frisbee by the light of the setting sun. His eyes drifted from the running bodies to the distant horizon. The sun burned its way into the ocean, fighting a losing battle against the conquering night sky. A line of Jewel's song "Down So Long" played in his head, "The sun sets across the

Backstreet Desire, Part 2

Hey all! This is the second in my series of Backstreet Desire. For those of you who tried to email me about my first installment I apologize for misprinting my email address. My real address is NoodleJ@aol.com. Here goes... AJ had his back to the bathroom door, head in hands. He was in shock; his two best friends were fucking in the shower. *I'm an idiot,* he thought. *I

Backstreet Desire, Part 3

Nick handed his credit card to the giggling and flustered cashier. He had managed to spend $500 in a half-hour, he was proud. The cashier fumbled at the register to push the right buttons and then scrambled to find a pen. "Don't worry, I've got one," said Nick. "Okay, thanks," she bubbled. Nick signed the receipt and handed it to the nearly hysterical girl. He left the store,

Backstreet Desire, Part 4

The Backstreet Boys were greeted at Blockbuster by a burst of excited whispers and unrestrained squeals. They knew the drill, try to finish their task while signing a seemingly unending number of autographs. However, the store wasn't busy and they only spent a few minutes fulfilling the dreams of the girls present. Nick worked his way to the comedy section, Howie drifted to the drama

Room #69, Part 1

Last summer I was in California on a business trip. We were staying in a Holiday Inn just outside of Hollywood. I had a room by myself, which was room #69. I had just been swimming and, as soon as I walked into my room, I began to strip off my wet speedo. I am about 6'2", i have straight brown hair (parted in the middle), a well built body, and a 7" cut cock. I got into the

Room #69, Part 2

A lot has happened since last summer, and my sexual experience with Brad Pitt. The last time I saw him was in that hotel. Sadly, the business I was working for has fired me since then. To be more accurate, I got laid off. That's okay, though, 'cause I found another job in Colorado. Brad gave me his phone number last summer, which I had to swear I would never give to anyone else.

Room #69, Part 3

After Brad left the room, I was a little curious about who was at the door, so I got out of the bed and quickly dressed myself. Leaving the bedroom, I wandered down the hall until I found my way back to the entryway. Nobody was there, but I heard voices coming from the kitchen and headed down in that direction. When I made it there, I saw Brad, and with him was Tom Cruise and

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