Gay Erotic Stories

Jake re-arranged himself so that he was lying along the sofa. Deano now knelt between the man's legs and took hold of the shaft of his cock. He squeezed it as his lips went back down on it. Did he want Jake to come in his mouth? What would that taste like? Deano speeded up the rate at which his mouth was going up and down on Jake's prick. Jake looked at the lad's head as he was blown. He hadn't imagined Deano would be this eager. What else might the lad be up for? Deano sucked hard on Jake's cock and then let it slip from his mouth. He let his tongue explore the trail of hair leading up to Jake's navel. Then he he ran it over Jake's chest. His tongue encircled first one and then the other hardened nipple. Jake put a hand on Deano's head. Pressing the lad against his chest.

“Mmmm. That's nice mate.”

Deano sucked on Jake for a little while before straightening his body out fully so that he was lying on the man. Jake could feel that Deano's prick was now rock hard. Jake ran his hands down Deano's back and then slid them inside the lad's briefs. He kneaded Deano's arse cheeks and felt the lad push his groin more insistently against his own. Deano nuzzled Jake's neck and then surprised himself and Jake by kissing him. Jake was taken aback by this but it didn't stop him responding. He pushed his tongue into Deano's mouth with the same fervour that the lad was french kissing him. Deano was amazed at what he was doing yet it felt so right as well as so horny. Kissing a bloke was so different. The rough feel of his face. The erotic charge as they fought with each other to be the more dominant. He wanted to try out so many things and Jake had said he was up for trying all sorts. He broke off the kiss.

"Jake will you slap me about a bit?"

Jake's brow furrowed.

"I'm not into that sort of rough stuff mate."

"No. I mean."

He stopped and coloured as he finished.

"I mean with your cock."

Jake smiled remembering what Spencer had said he wanted doing to him and he had obliged.

"Oh right mate. That's okay but we'll have to change positions."

"Sure Jake."

"Okay matey. Why don't you lie full length on the sofa and then I'll kneel across your chest and give you what you want?"

"Smart one Jake."

Deano raised himself up and at the same time Jake swung his legs off the sofa. Deano lay back fully stretched out on the sofa his erection still tenting his briefs. Jake kneeled between the lad's legs.

"We should get you naked mate. I'm feeling over-dressed."

"So strip me Jake. I'm up for doing whatever you say."

"Okay mate. Lift your arse while I pull them off."

Jake took hold of the waistband of Deano's briefs and started pulling them down. Deano raised his hips and Jake slid the lad's briefs down his legs. He pulled them over his feet and discarded them.

"Right mate. See what you think of this."

Jake crawled up over Deano's recumbent body until he was straddling the lad's chest. Deano had two cushions under his head so his face was already close to Jake's cock. Jake took hold of his prick, pulling the foreskin back and began tapping it on Deano's cheeks leaving little splashes of pre-cum. Deano smiled up at Jake and as he smiled back Jake ran the tip of his cock over Deano's lips. Deano didn't hesitate but opened his mouth straight away and ran the tip of his tongue over the end of Jake's cock.

"Oh good lad. You lick and suck on that mate."

Jake pushed forward with his hips and Deano opened his mouth to let the man's cock slide in. Jake leaned forward and put his hands on the wall. Once he had supported himself he began pushing backward and forward with his hips enjoying the feeling of his cock slowly entering and leaving Deano's mouth. Fuck! It felt good as the lad's lips ran back and forth along his cock. It was a good job he was a bit mashed otherwise he would have shot his load a good while ago. He looked down to see his prick sliding in and out of such a willing mouth. It was surprising how many so called straight guys were up for having fun with a mate once they were pissed. Suddenly all the barriers came down and as long as none of their mates saw them in action they were happy to engage in some mutual fun. They were always happy to blame the alcohol the following day as if that were to blame for them acting out heartfelt desires. Deano felt the pulsing warm flesh of Jake's cock slide in and out of his mouth once more. This was terrific. So wrong and so right at the same time. He slid his hands up the back of Jake's hairy thighs until they were holding the man's cheeks. He squeezed them and pulled them towards him so that more of Jake's cock was pushed into his mouth. What did he want to have happen next? Did he want Jake to blow his load like Gary had with Mickey? So far Jake hadn't even touched his prick even though he deeply wanted the guy to. There was something that just felt good about being involved with a man sexually. It was entirely new to him and yet now he had no qualms about whatever may happen. Okay. Jake had said he was free to explore whatever he wanted to. It was time to take things further. He pulled Jake towards him one last time deep throating the guy as much as he could. Then as Jake's prick left his mouth he spoke.

"So do you wanna do me Jake?"

Jake looked down at Deano.

"Whadya mean mate?"

"You know. Give it to me."

Deano looked up at Jake while he was considering his answer. Jake reached down and took his prick in his hand.

"So mate. You want all of this inside you? You know it's gonna hurt?

"It might a bit Jake but I've been getting a finger or two up there when I've been knocking one out. I reckon I could take it."

“Okay matey. If that's what you want?”

“Yeah it is.”

Jake eased himself up and moved back down the length of Deano's body until he was kneeling between the lad's legs. He looked down at Deano.

“Okay mate. This is where we fuck.”

He put his hands under the lad's knees and lifted his legs up.

“You hold your legs up mate and then I'll slip it inside you.”

Deano held onto his legs watching as Jake slicked his hand up with spit before rubbing it over his arsehole. Then Jake took hold of his prick and put the end against Deano's hole. He started to push in.

“Fuckin hell Jake. You feel fuckin huge.”

“Just relax Deano mate. I'll go slowly.”

Inch by inch Jake slid his prick into Deano. Deano gritted his teeth as Jake entered him. He had thought his fingers felt big as he had fucked himself when was wanking but Jake's prick felt massive. Gradually though he could feel Jake fill him and then suddenly there were Jake's balls pressing against his arse.

“There you go Deano. All the way inside you.”

“Fuckin hell Jake. Okay I'm ready. Give it to me mate.”

“Okay Deano. Wrap your legs round me.”

Deano did as Jake asked and felt Jake slightly withdraw his prick and then push it forcefully back inside him.

“Oh yeah Jake. Fuck me.”

Jake's chest was pressed against Deano's and to Deano it felt so good feeling the weight of this hairy man on top of him. This man fucking him. Jake began bucking his hips backwards and forwards. Grinding himself into Deano was fucking good. The lad had a nice tight arse and must be a virgin.

“Oh yeah Deano. Fucking lovely arse.”

Working up his pace sweat began to form on Jake's face. Drops fell onto Deano's face and Jake leaned close and kissed them up. Deano put his hands around Jake. He ran them up the man's back and onto his head pulling his face against his. They kissed, their tongues entwining as they fucked. Deano's stiff prick was rubbing up against Jake's stomach and the friction was turning Deano on as much as the good feeling that was coming from his arse as he was fucked.

“Oh yeah Jake. Give it to me. That feels fucking good.”

Jake was panting by now. If he wasn't careful he was gonna blow his load.

“So wanna try another position Deano?”

“Oh yeah Jake. Anything you like.”

Jake slowed down and gently slipped his prick from Deano's arse. At the same time Deano un-hooked his legs from Jake's back. Jake got up and stood in front of Deano his cock still hard.

“So how about on all fours matey? Me taking you from behind?”

Deano was gently wanking his cock. He looked at Jake and smiled.

“Oh yeah Jake. Wanna be your dirty little fucker.”

“Come on then and get down for me.”

Deano got up from the sofa and kneeled down on the floor his back to Jake. Then he put his arms out and rested on them.

“Come on Jake. You gotta do it to me again.”

Jake got down on his knees behind Deano and ran his cock up and down Deano's crack for a while. Then he positioned it over the lad's hole and pushed inside him once again.

"Oh fuck. That feels good Jake."

By now Deano was ready for anything. He had given himself up to a man and was really enjoying all that that had to offer. The feeling of Jake inside him. Fucking him. Sending waves of pleasure through him that weren't like anything he had experienced before. He could hardly believe that less than an hour ago he was having a nip of whisky in the bookies and now here he was on all fours being taken from behind and fucking loving it. Jake rammed his cock into Deano. He had his hands on the lads arse and was shoving himself as deeply into the lad as he could. Fuck this was good. He had thought that he might get the lad to wank him off or at the most get a blowjob out of him yet here he was fucking him doggy style.

"Oh yeah Deano. Fucking take it you dirty little fucker. Have all of Jake's cock up you. You fucking love it don't you? A nice cock right up in you."

He pumped his stiff shaft into Deano and ran his hands over the lad's back until he was gripping his shoulders. He kept pulling himself into the lad. He put his left hand on Deano's head and grabbed a handful of his hair forcing the lad to lift his head up.

"That's right you horny fucker. Have my cock right up inside you."

Jake thrust himself into Deano as hard as he could and then pulled almost all the way out. With his right hand he slapped Deano's arse as he slid back in the lad.

"Yeah you're my dirty fucking bitch now."

He let go of Deano's hair and wrapped his left arm around the lad's chest whilst his own hairy chest rubbed against the lad's back. He slid his right hand around between Deano's legs and started roughly wanking the lad's stiff prick.

"Oh yeah Jake. Wank me and fuck me."

Deano was sweating now. He found himself pushing backwards at every thrust Jake was pushing forwards on. He wanted all of this great powerful bear of a man inside him. Jake was squeezing his cock wanking him with more pressure than he'd ever wanked himself with. Waves of unexplained pleasure were rushing through him. Jake was hitting a spot deep inside him. He couldn't help himself and began to moan.

"Oh God Jake. Fuck me. Fuck me harder."

Jake let go of Deano's prick temporarily and put his right arm around the lad's chest. He lifted him up and hugged him tightly against his chest still driving his cock rapidly into the lad in his arms. He ran his hands over Deano's chest. He pinched first one nipple then the other eliciting louder moans from Deano.

"Oh fuck Jake. I'm gonna shoot. I'm gonna fucking come."

Jake slid his hand down Deano's torso and gripped the lad's shaft again. He could feel the cock slippery with pre-cum. Suddenly he felt Deano's cock pulse and gobbit after gobbit of cum shot from him. At the same time Deano's arse muscles gripped Jake's cock even more tightly and that pushed Jake over the edge. He yelled as he came and felt his load shoot inside Deano. He ran his hands up and down the lad's body smearing him with his own come.

"Fucking lovely Deano"

He kissed Deano on his neck and the lad responded by turning his head and they kissed again gently pushing their tongues into each other's mouths. Jake pulled away from Deano. His softening cock fell away from the lad's arse. Deano fell to his knees.

"Jake that was fucking incredible. Can we crash somewhere?"

Jake stood up.

"Yeah. Come on mate. Come and share my bed."

Jake reached for Deano's hand and helped the lad get up. Together they walked upstairs to Jake's bedroom. Jake drew back the duvet and Deano fell onto the bed. Jake got in after him and spooned himself next to the lad. He pulled the duvet over the pair of them and gradually they drifted off to sleep.

Martin looked around the shed and was very happy with what he saw. The place had changed since he had had his first threesome and since he and Mickey had got it together. He had made the place weather-proof and got a drinks stash in. There was carpet on the floor and beanbags to loll around on. He'd got a battery operated DVD player set up that was playing a CD and he had persuaded Bradley to join him for a lad's night of drinking.

"Top you up mate?"

"Yeah sure Martin. I really like white wine. Can't get enough mate."

Martin poured the rest of the bottle into their glasses and opened another one. Bradley eyed his glass almost suspiciously. He was getting pretty trolleyed. Martin had persuaded him to have a lad's night at the allotment shed. It would be somewhere they could be themselves without Pauline or Dot and Jim telling them what to do.

"Tell you what Martin this is a pretty good place to get away from it all."

"Yeah mate. It's somewhere I feel like I can be myself."

"So what makes you feel most like yourself?"

"D'you really wanna know mate?"

"Yeah. I do."

"Okay. I'll show you."

Martin stood up. He pulled off his tee-shirt and then knelt over and un-did his trainers. He stepped out of those and then pulled his socks off. Next he un-did his belt and opened his jeans. He slid the zip down and pushed his jeans down to his ankles before stepping out of them. He stood in front of Bradley in just his boxers.

"There ya go mate. As comfortable as I wanna be."

"I s'pose so mate. You can't really lounge around like that home."

"Too right mate."

Martin sat down and poured more wine. Suddenly Bradley stood up.

"Fuck it Martin. You're right. This is a night to be totally comfortable."

As Martin watched Bradley began to un-dress. What surprised Martin the most though was that after un-zipping his jeans Bradley pushed down them and his underwear. Totally naked he smiled at Martin.

"That's a lot better mate. And it's something I can't do at home. I'm always bollock naked in my room but never in the rest of the place."

"Whatever feels good mate."

"Tell you what'd feel good now Martin. I'm gagging for a piss."

"Well that's gotta be outside mate."

"What if somebody sees me?"

"Nah nobody will this time of night. I'll come with you mate. I need one too."

Martin got up and opened the door and Bradley followed him outside.

"Come round here mate."

Bradley followed Martin to the side of the shed. Martin fumbled with his cock and slid it out of the leg of his boxers. He un-leashed a stream in welcome relief for his full bladder. Bradley joined him. Martin was wrong about there being nobody around at that time of night. Kevin Wicks had had a skinfull in a pub on the high street. Coming home he had decided to cut through the allotments to save time. Although Martin had done many things to the shed he hadn't made the windows light-proof. As Kevin watched he saw the door open and Martin step out almost naked and Bradley follow him as naked as the day he was born. He halted his journey as the lads took a leak.

"Bradders you should know I'm a bit of a kinky fucker."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah mate. Have a feel what it's like if our piss streams meet."

Bradley pointed his cock in the direction where Martin was pissing. He aimed so that his piss intersected Martin's flow.

"Fuck mate. That's odd."

"Innit mate. Told you I was kinky fucker"

They finished and went back inside the shed. Kevin moved nearer and peered through a gap in the window. He wanted to watch what the two of them got up to. There was something about young men that got him going. He'd always wanted to be a teacher disciplining sixth form lads. A bit of slippering or spanking was a favourite wank fantasy. He moved nearer to the window and could now overhear as well as see what was going on. The two lads settled themselves down on the cushions. Martin couldn't help himself and kept taking sly glances at Bradley. Was he up for some fun?

"So have you got any DVDs for that mate?"

"Er yeah mate. I've got one here. It's a bit kinky."

"I'm up for watching that mate. What's it all about?"

"It's called 'Rugby Club Celebration'. Wanna see it?"

"Yeah sure mate."

Martin got the DVD and swapped it for the CD that was playing. Apart from filling their glasses the lads did little as they watched the film. It took place after a match. A stripper did her stuff and then the newest member of the club was escorted on stage by two of his team mates. She stripped him down to his underpants and then after swigging some beer from a bottle she poured some over the lad's chest and began to lick it off. She made the two other guys turn the lad around and bend him over Then she pulled down his pants exposing his arse. She poured beer over his cheeks and began licking it off. Then she rubbed the neck of the beer bottle up and down the lad's crack before pushing it slightly into him. Then she got the two cohorts to stand the lad up again and turn him around. She pulled his pants down revealing his erection and then got on her knees and wanked him until he came on her. Then the film ended.

“Fuck Martin. You were right. That was a bit kinky.”

"Yeah mate. Pretty good eh?"

Martin surreptitiously glanced at Bradley. Whereas before he'd been lying comfortably at full stretch on the beanbags now he was sitting up with his hands covering his crotch.

"That bit where she pushed the bottle up him. Blimey. I've never seen anything like that before."

"What? You've never messed with your arse before? A bit of soapy fun in the shower or bath mate."

"Nope mate."

"Well call me an observant fucker but it looks like it got you going."

Martin nodded in the direction of Bradley's cock. Bradley coloured.

"Don't worry about it mate. It got me hard too. Look."

Martin altered his position so that he was on his knees. His stiff prick was obviously pushing against his boxers.

"It's just sex that gets us going mate."

He put his hands in the waistband of his boxers and pulled it down taking his cock downwards with it. As he lowered them further his cock flipped back up smacking against his stomach. Sitting down he slipped them off his legs and took his cock in his hand. As Bradley watched Martin stroked his cock.

"You should try the finger thing next time you're getting clean Bradders. It can feel pretty good."

"Oh I dunno mate. I might just go for the soapy wank."

By now Bradley had settled back on the cushions. Hesitantly he put his hand on his own cock and began to stroke it. Outside the shed Kevin took another picture with his phone. Two lads bollock naked and wanking. His own cock was rock hard and he was aching to get it out but he didn't want to miss anything.

"Oh yeah mate. Hard in the showers and getting it really clean."

Martin laughed.

"And even better if you can get a mate to clean it for you."

"You what mate?"

"You know. Getting a friend to give you a hand shandy."

"I dunno about that Martin."

"You ever tried it Bradders?"

"Well no."

"So. Fancy your first go?"

"I'm not sure mate."

"Go on. Sink some wine, close your eyes and let me do the work."

Bradley let go of his cock and picked up his glass. It was full but he downed it in one. Then he re-filled it.

"Alright Martin. You can give it a go."

Bradley closed his eyes and parted his legs. Martin got up and then knelt inbetween them.

"You just imagine whatever you like mate."

Martin wrapped his hand round Bradley's cock and squeezed. Bradley let out a gasp.

"Oh that feels good Martin."

"You just lie back and enjoy it mate."

Slowly he wanked Bradley keeping his grip on his mate's cock nice and firm. Outside Kevin took more pictures. This was fucking excellent. Martin wanking Bradley and he was getting it all to look at later. Deciding that he had a second or two he un-zipped his flies and manoeuvred his stiff cock out. Wanking himself slowly Kevin put his eye to his phone and started watching the lads again. Martin squeezed Bradley's cock and pulled downwards exposing the crown of his cock. Then he blew on it.

"Fuck that's nice Martin."

"Yeah mate. A real blow job."

They both laughed and Bradley opened his eyes. He drank more wine and watched Martin. The guy was on all fours between his legs just wanking him but now he put his other hand on Bradley's balls. He gently squeezed them making Bradley moan.

"Oh that feels fucking great Martin."

"Told you you'd like it mate."

Martin looked up at Bradley.

"You know I said I'm a bit kinky Bradley?"

"Yeah mate."

"Well I'm gonna do something kinky to you and if you want me to stop I will"

"Er okay mate."

As Bradley watched Martin pulled his foreskin down and then ran his tongue over the tip of his cock.

"Fuck Martin!"

Martin looked up at Bradley.

"Want me to stop mate?"

"Oh no mate. Get as kinky as you like."

Martin smiled and ran his tongue all over the tip of Bradley's cock. He'd got what he wanted. Bradley naked and letting a bloke such his cock. He licked his lips and pursing them slid them down Bradley's hard shaft. Bradley thought that he'd died and gone to Heaven. He watched Martin's head as it bobbed up and down on his cock. This was the best sex he'd ever had. Outside Kevin took more pictures and wanked his cock more roughly. This was fucking excellent. Martin Fowler was a cock sucker. He'd got pictures of the lad in action. That was gonna guarantee some sex with the lad. He shot his load at the thought and spattered semen over the side of the shed. Martin sucked hard on Bradley's cock. He used a hand to squeeze his bollocks and ran a finger up and down the lad's crack. Whether he liked it or not Bradley was going to find out how much pleaure his arse could give him. Bradley flexed his muscles. He pushed upwards with his thighs and more of his cock went into Martin's mouth. His arms were pushing against the floor and his chest was thrust upwards as the sensitive area that it was. Martin noticed the change in Bradley. He sucked on the lad's cock with firmer lips. He ran his hands up over Bradley's stomach and chest. He pinched first one nipple and then the other.

"Martin I'm gonna come."

Bradley expected Martin to stop sucking his cock but his cousin didn't. Martin sucked more and as Bradley came Martin forced his middle finger up into his mate. All of Bradley's load went down Martin's throat and he kept his lips locked around the guy's cock. Slowly he pulled his finger from Bradley. Bradley relaxed back down onto the cushions breathing heavily.

“That was fucking incredible Martin.”

“I thought you'd like me getting a bit kinky with you mate.”

“And you even stuck your finger up me.”

“I know how well it adds to the pleasure mate.”

"Fucking hell. I can't believe what I've just been doing."

"Well mate sink some more wine and think about what you're gonna do next."

Not realising what Martin was intimating Bradley filled his glass once more. Martin got up and prick still hard lay back on his own cushions.

"Pass us the bottle mate."

Bradley did as Martin asked who then filled his own glass. He lay back on the cushions and dipped the tips of his fingers in his wine. Then he dangled them loosely over his cock letting drops of vino fall onto it.

"Fuck Martin. What are you up to now?"

Bradley leaned closer to Martin. Martin had drawn his feet slightly closer to himself. He had let his knees part and his right hand was the one dribbling wine. It must have partly been the wine but Bradley rested his right arm on Martin's crooked right leg.

"Just being kinky mate. Feel's pretty good when the drops land right."

Martin put his hand into his glass again soaking his fingertips. He noticed that Bradley hadn't moved at all. If anything the lad was leaning move heavily on him and his right thigh was pressed against the side of his body. He let more drops fall onto his hard cock and glanced at Bradley who was staring intently at his wine moistened cock.

"Go on mate. Get kinky. Drip some wine on me."

Bradley snorted.

"You're a dirty fucker you know that Martin?"

"It's why so many blokes like me mate. Go on. Drip away."

Bradley put his left hand into his glass and turning his torso slightly he held his fingers just above Martin's cock. The wine collected at his fingertips and then fell onto Martin's shaft.

"Drop some on me balls mate."

"Alright."

Bradley doused his fingers again. Surreptiously Martin glanced between Bradley's legs. Yep, the lad was firming up again. Bradley's fingers hovered over Martin.

"Go on mate. Run a finger along it."

Bradley looked at Martin who stared levelly back him. Martin almost knew what was going on in Bradley's mind. He could remember his first time with Ricky and his initial astonishment when another guy had touched him and he had later reciprocated. Bradley licked his lips.

"Alright mate."

His index finger touched Martin's cock. He ran it up to the tip and then back down across Martin's sac. He trailed his fingertip around Martin's balls before running back along the hard shaft.

"That's nice mate. Do it again."

Bradley looked at Martin again but his mate seemed to have his eyes shut. This was bloody odd. He had never thought of himself as even remotely gay. Yet he'd just got hard seeing another bloke get buggered with a beer bottle. Then he'd let a mate wank him, suck him off and finger his arse. Now he was fiddling around with this same mate's prick and his own cock was beginning to harden up again. He made his index and middle fingers into a V and then dragged this down Martin's shaft pulling back his foreskin as his fingers pressed against Martin's sac.

"Oh that's fucking lovely Bradders. Go on mate. Just mess with me. Play around with me."

Bradley picked up his glass and for the second time that evening downed it in one. Using his right hand he wrapped it around Martin's cock and began wanking him properly. He altered his position so that he was on his knees and facing the recumbent Martin. His arms could now touch any part of his mate that he wanted to. Martin watched as Bradley re-positioned himself. It looked like the lad was finally getting into it. Facing Martin at right angles Bradley used his right hand on Martin's cock and with his left he began rubbing his mate's stomach and chest. His own cock was at half-mast now and was rubbing up against the back of Martin's right thigh.

"Oh yeah mate. Feel me. Pinch my nipples."

Bradley's head was awash with alcohol and lust now so he just did as Martin asked squeezing first one nipple and then the other. He didn't even know that blokes could get turned on by their nipples. Then an un-addled part of his brain re-called that Martin had squeezed his just before he had orgasmed. Again he felt Martin's and was surprised to feel how much they had hardened. Outside Kevin's cock began to thicken and harden again. He already had more good pictures than he knew what to do with and he was worried that his phone would fill up. He was amazed that he was being a voyeur on such a scene. Two young horned up lads doing the most they could to turn each other on.

"What next Martin?"

"Come and lie on me mate."

Without thinking Bradley got up. He stepped between Martin's knees and slowly lowered himself down putting his arms either side of his mate. First his chest touched Martin's chest. Then their stomachs were pressed close. And their cocks, now Bradley's was as stiff as Martin's. were then hard against each other. Martin wrapped his arms around Bradley running his hands up and down his mate's back and then over his arse.

"Martin this feels fucking lovely."

Martin wrapped his legs around Bradley's. It felt perfect entwining himself around this other man.

"Oh fuck yeah Bradders."

He ground his hips against Bradley's and brought one hand up his back and over his neck to run it through his mate's hair. Martin nuzzled Bradley's neck and began kissing the side of his face. He brought his other hand up and held Bradley's head. He ran his tongue across Bradley's lips and then kissed him. Bradley opened his mouth in response and they kissed passionately each trying to dominate the other with their tongues. They had both acquired a light skein of sweat and Martin's hands ran down Bradley's slicked back. He squeezed his mate's arse cheeks eliciting moans from Bradley.

"Oh Christ Martin. This is fucking wonderful."

He ground his hips against Martins as he spoke.

"I'm so fucking horned up."

Martin ran a finger up and down Bradley's crack lingering over his hole.

"Yeah mate. Push it in again."

Martin did as Bradley asked.

"Oh fuck mate."

"Told you it was fucking good."

Martin's middle finger went inside Bradley as far as it could. Suddenly Bradley felt an incredible sensation course through him. He pushed his tongue into Martin's mouth. Martin decided that now was the time to ask Bradley his big question. He held Bradley's head and lifted his face from his own.

"Wanna put it inside me mate?"

"You what?"

"Wanna fuck me mate? You know a finger feels good. I know a cock feels fucking excellent."

Bradley opened his eyes and looked at Martin.

"What mate? Shove it inside you?"

"Yeah mate. All of your tastey meat banging away up inside me. Turning me on."

"Fuck mate. Dunno if I'm ready for that mate."

"No worries then. Just do whatever you want to."

Martin was mildly disappointed but as drunk as he was realised that there was only so far he could go with Bradley on his first time. Meanwhile Kevin looked on. His prick was hard again and still he could take pictures. So many fantasies coursed through his head. Catching two sixth form boys misbehaving together and then having to punish them. Getting them to report to his study in their footie gear. Sliding their shorts down and spanking or caning their arses. Bradley tried to think about what he wanted to do next. He lifted himself up so that he was sat back on his knees. His prick was now rock hard again. He looked down at Martin. He reached down with one hand and grasped both his and Martin's cocks and began wanking them together. It was a weird feeling. Almost like he was wanking his own cock which was suddenly much thicker than it usually was. Martin spoke up.

"Fuckin lovely mate. Squeeze it harder and do it faster."

Again Bradley did as Martin asked. He was gonna blow soon. His fingers were slick with the pre-cum from both of their cocks. Then suddenly it happened. Martin shot his load at the same time as Bradley. Martin's chest was coated with cum. Both lads let out exhausted moans and Bradley fell forward and lay on top of Martin. They snogged and nuzzled for a while before drifting to sleep. Outside Kevin stopped wanking. He had recorded the last of the lad's antics as a video. He put his cock back in his trousers. It was time to go home and put the pictures and video on to his computer.

Mickey crossed the square and walked towards the arches. He wanted to arrange some fun with Gary. Just thinking about the time in the bog in the Vic was getting him half hard. He walked inside and looked around.

"Gary?"

A figure slid out from under a car.

"Wotcha Mickey."

"Oh hi Minty. Is Gary about?"

"No mate. He's got the morning off. Can I help?"

"Thanks but no mate. I'll catch you later. Bye."

"Alright mate. Seeya."

Minty slid back under the car and Mickey turned back towards the square. He quickly crossed it and knocked on the door of the flat that Gary and Minty shared.