A Stranger’s Kindness

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

The diner was empty, and he leaned on the counter, wondering if he might be able to get away with closing early? He rested his head on his hands, staring out at the blowing rain as it splattered against the big bay windows, knowing that if he did close early, it would be when old man Hendricks would show up. Ben sighed, as he looked out at the rotten night, watching the time drag on.

He was tempted to shut the grill off, but it was still over an hour till closing. Even the regulars seemed to have stayed away. Then too, most of them were either pan handlers or night shift workers from the nearby factory. The workers would head straight to work on a night like this, the pan handlers were off looking for a shelter for the night, most likely.

There was a dark blob by the window, then the door opened. He felt the cold race into the warm diner, and felt himself shiver a little as the soaked figure walked in, shutting the door hard. It was hard to tell what he looked like, he was so bundled up but as he came forward, Ben realized he was dressed in old clothes, not very warm one’s either.

As he came closer, Ben was able to tell that he was a kid, no more than 19 or 20. More than likely he was maybe 18 but he looked so thin, it was amazing he hadn’t been blown in by the wind. The kid had light colored hair, matted down from the rain, and his cheeks were a little sunken looking. The eyes thought, they gave Ben a slight chill as they looked so frightened, so tired and empty.

Ben could see how nervous he was too, which raised a bit of fear inside of him. They had been robbed just a few weeks back, by some hype, and he had looked the same. Well not the same, but just as skittish. He felt his hands reach under the counter, reaching for the bat that he had placed there. Damned if he was going to let some hype rough him up without a fuss, unlike what had happened to his boss, Mr. Hendricks.

It was why he was working the night shift. His boss was still recovering from the beating that he had taken, and it wasn’t like he had resisted either. He had handed over the money, but still the robber had pistol whipped him, and Ben suspected that Mr Hendricks simply couldn’t face working the nights anymore. He didn’t mind himself, but now he sort of wondered, as the strange figure shuffled up to the counter.

There was no mistaking his fear, or his cold. He was shivering, and trembling just like he imagined a drug addict needing a fix would look. His face grew taut, as he couldn’t find the bat, and he wondered what he would do if the kid pulled out a gun. Would he try to take it away, or would he do as he was told? Would that save him from being hurt?

‘How much is the soup?’

The thin voice trembled as it spoke, which surprised him. Ben looked at the guy, saw him wipe his face with his sleeve, not really managing to dry it at all. He was soaked all the way through no doubt.

‘$3.95 for a bowl’

‘Oh, uh, how much for a half a bowl? I got about $2 I think.’

As he spoke, he reached into his pocket, and Ben stiffened, afraid he was reaching for a gun or knife or something. Instead he saw him pull out some change, and lay it on the counter. It was a mix of change, dimes, nickels, and even some pennies.

Ben reached around and grabbed a bowl, filling it up and placing it in front of the kid. He reached under and pulled out a spoon, and some packaged crackers. His fingers brushed against the edge of the bat, which he ignored. There wouldn’t be a robbery tonight, he felt as he placed the crackers next to the bowl.

The young man looked up, his eyes suddenly looking at him. Ben felt a small shiver inside, seeing the look of gratitude in them that made his heart skip a beat or two. It was unnerving really, as he also saw how hungry the young man was. He couldn’t help but notice how his hand trembled as he gripped the spoon, and sipped at the hot soap.

‘Want some coffee with that?’

The man looked up, the spoon near his mouth. Ben could see his pale lips quivering, the water still dripping from his hair across his face.

‘I have no more money’

He said it so softly, so simply that it made Ben shake a bit. He had never known poverty, or known what it was like to not be able to have a full meal. He had seen many of the pan handlers who had come in, some with similar looks, but this seemed to touch him unlike the others.

‘That’s okay, it’s almost closing, only throw it out if no one else comes in, which I think is a safe bet.’

‘Thanks’

Glancing up at the clock, he realized he could safely shut down the grill, but decided he’d have his own dinner. One of the perks Hendricks allowed him, but as he thought about it, he decided maybe he’d make it for two. He took two large hamburgers out of the fridge, throwing them onto the grill. The sound made the young man look up, as he took a drink of the hot coffee.

Ben saw the look, knowing instantly that it had been a bit of time from when he had last eaten. Tossing the kid a fresh towel, he asked him if he wanted some fries or anything. The kid looked down, just nodding, seemingly embarrassed by it all.

‘Kind of a shit night to be out, you from around here?’

‘Huh? Oh, no, no I just got in, it sure is a big place.’

‘Suppose, so where you from?’

‘South, in the sticks.’

‘Long ways from home then, you headed anywhere special?’

‘As far as I can get from there, which doesn’t seem to be far now, guess I should have waited, but… sorry, it’s been a rotten night.’

‘I can see, uh, I am Ben.’

‘Hi, I am Josh.’

He flipped the burgers, and busied himself preparing the fries, and slicing up some onions and stuff to fry up. He managed to refill Josh’s coffee, noticing how he held the hot cup, to warm his hands up. Ben couldn’t explain it, but he felt sorry for him.

With everything cooked, he turned off the grill, and laid out the meal. He noticed how wide Josh’s eyes opened, as he placed the plate in front of him, stacked high with French fries, and the hamburger hanging out the sides of the bun.

Josh mumbled a thanks, as he picked up the burger, his eyes glowing as he took a bite, and then another. It was clear to Ben, the guy hadn’t eaten for a bit, as he nibbled at his own burger. It was sad, but at the same time he couldn’t help but steal glances at the young man. The way his hair was so matted, dirty even, but yet seemed to give him a rather attractive look. Or maybe it wasn’t the hair or any one thing, just the whole package?

He had a lean face, and a small nose that seemed to fit the rest of the face. The lips were thin and pale, but every now and then, when they trembled, or had some ketchup smeared across, it made him look like some farm boy poster. That wholesome look, fresh clean country type where they rode horses, wore jeans and Stetsons.

Watching him, Ben could see he was still shivering every few seconds. The clothes he wore were thin, summer type clothing and it was fall already. He wouldn’t survive the fall dressed like that, let alone winter. As he watched him eat, he felt sorry for him.

‘Uh look, uh but don’t take this wrong, but man you can’t go out in those wet things. You gonna catch a cold or worse.’

Josh looked up from eating, and his eyes looked hard at him. For a second or two, Ben felt like they were going to tear up, and then he just lowered his head as he whispered back.

‘I don’t have anything else, my back pack got stolen a few days back. I only got what I am wearing.’

‘How old are you?’

’18, two days ago, when my stuff got swiped.’

‘Hell of a birthday present, uh, you think about going home, calling them?’

‘No, nothing to go home to, they uh, they don’t want a… let’s just say I can’t, okay?’

‘Sure, just that, you ain’t gonna survive dressed like that, no money. You do anything but work on a farm? I mean, work in a store or anything?’

‘Not that many stores where I come from, but I’ll manage I guess, not like I got a choice, you know?’

‘No, not really. Sure you can’t call them, patch things up?’

‘Sure, if I want to be something I am not.’

‘What’s that supposed to mean?’

‘Look uh, Ben? You been real nice to me, I appreciate it, really do. Thing is, even if I could go back, I wouldn’t. Not with all they said, besides all the people there, they’ll all know about me by now, and they will be the same as my own family, so no, no going back.’

‘Shit, what you do, rob a bank or something?’

‘Hell, that they would forgive.’

‘Then what?’

Josh looked at him, leaned back and for a second or two, Ben thought that he was going to get up and run. It was like whatever he had done, was making him feel like no one would understand, or accept. For the life of him, Ben just couldn’t figure it out, as he looked at Josh.

As he did, he saw the eyes flare a little, saw them look at him, then look away. Yet in that instant, he realized that Josh hadn’t just looked at him, but had actually been checking him out. It felt rather odd, and then it hit him, like a ton of bricks. Josh was gay. It had to be that, nothing else could explain it.

‘It’s uh, nothing. You uh, you wouldn’t want to know.’

‘That you are Gay?’

Josh stared open mouthed at Ben. His eyes were darting all over, as if looking for a way to hide, to run to, and yet at the same time, they couldn’t stop but come back to look at Ben. Ben just stood there, his eyes never leaving Josh’s face once, as he waited, remembering how he had come out.

He could remember the look on his parent’s faces, the shock, the dismay even, and then the understanding. His mother tearing up, yet never once making him feel like she loved him less. Even his friends hadn’t seem all that surprised, nor upset. Well okay one or two weren’t comfortable about it, and had sort of drifted away since, but as he waited for Josh to speak, he realized how lucky he had been.

‘How’d you, I mean uh…’

‘Been there.’

‘You mean… I uh, I’d never… I mean…’

‘Never mind, look uh they teach you how to wash dishes where you come from?’

‘Yeah’

‘Good, I hate doing dishes, so you can do these, meantime, we need to get you out of those wet ones. There are some whites in back, they should fit. We’ll take what you got on, and dry them at my place.’

‘Your place?’

‘Unless you got somewhere else to sleep?’

‘No, but uh… why?’

‘Call it a gay thing, I don’t know. Besides, if you want, I think I can get you a job doing dishes here, pay ain’t hot, but at least its something. You can crash at my place for a bit, if you want.’

‘Yeah, that would be, it is just, you don’t know me, why? I don’t get it.’

‘Either do I, so let’s not think about it, come on, I’ll show you where to change, then we can clean up and get out of this place.’

Ben really didn’t know why he had done it, or anything. Josh wasn’t exactly dishwasher material, least at first, but he picked up on it quick enough. He did think Hendricks’s would hire him, on his okay, so that would be okay. Besides, the place really did need a dishwasher, now that he was taking on the night shift.

Then too, bringing him home, letting him crash wasn’t something he normally did. Hell, when he did pick someone up at the bars, he usually went to the park or their place, not his. He liked to keep his privacy. One of his flings told him he was worse than a penny pincher, when it came to giving out his phone number, let alone where he lived. Yet here he was, sitting in his only chair, while a strange 18 year old was in his bathroom, having a shower.

He had to be losing it or maybe it was the way his eyes had lit up, the way his whole face seemed to glow when he had suggested the job, and offered him a place to sleep. Ben shook his head, listening with one ear to the noises from the shower, unsure of what had come over him.

Sure Josh was good looking. Thin but that was from his leaving home. There was no doubt that after a few meals he’d fill out, making him more attractive. Yet, in his own way, he already was. Maybe it was that, though he had picked up cuter looking guys before Josh, never wanting to bring them home.

The sound of running water had stopped, as he thought about the whole evening, the ride home, and also the smell too. Josh obviously hadn’t bathed recently, but in some strange way, Ben didn’t seem to mind. Having him sitting next to him, felt strangely good. It was like it was supposed to be, though when they got back to Ben’s he had sort of insisted on Josh taking a hot shower.

Course he had used the excuse that it would help ward off a cold, but still Josh seemed to have sensed the true reason. He had even laughed, as he had accepted the offer to use the shower. It wasn’t a long laugh, but when he had, the smile was enough to simply die for. The way his lips seemed to gain color, curl up around his mouth, showing his teeth. It was unreal, and had given him a bit of an erection too.

That also was strange for him. Hell, he was 22 years old, had been having sex since he was 15, and no one had just smiled and gotten him excited. Yet, here he was, sitting with a semi hard on, all from just that one tiny smile.

‘Uh, I didn’t know what to do with the whites, so I uh left them in the bathroom.’

Ben looked up from his thoughts, to stare up at Josh. He realized that he was as tall as he was, about six foot. His hair was still wet, but all frizzed up from hand drying after the shower. It was clean too, and looked a dirty blond color, that hung down to under his ears. His face was obviously still a bit tanned from the summer, as was the rest of his body. He noticed the legs were white, but had some definition to them, as did his chest.

The towel was wrapped around his middle, and he sucked in his breath as he noticed the bulge at the middle. He couldn’t help but stare. Quickly he pulled his eyes off Josh’s groin, to look up at him again. The way the eyes seemed so much more alive, full of fun. The despair he had seen before was still there, lurking but the real Josh was shining through.

‘That’s okay, I’ll do them with your other stuff in the morning.’

As he said it, he saw that look return briefly, then he saw the jaw set, the lips close firmly together. The eyes, which had been downcast, looked up at him and Ben felt his heart flutter a little. He saw the boy reach up and toss back some of his curly hair, from across his forehead. He had a strange determined look on his face as he did it, then he took a step forward.

Moving forward, Ben just watched as he saw him let the towel, around his middle, fall to the floor. He looked down, to stare at Josh’s semi erect penis. Licking his lips, he couldn’t help but look at it, to see the pink color of the shaft, the deeper purple of the head, as it seemed to be growing harder, before his eyes. His own heart was suddenly racing, as he watched Josh coming closer.

Finally he lifted his eyes up & away from the tantalizing vision of Josh’s manhood. He saw that determined look, the way the eyes were so focused on him. While the room was warm, it wasn’t super hot and yet sweat began to bead up on his forehead as Josh came closer, until finally he was standing right in front of Ben.

‘Josh, you don’t, I mean uh… you don’t have to…’

‘I know, I want to.’

‘Why? You don’t… really you don’t…’

Josh kneeled down, stretching his legs out, resting his head on Ben’s knee. His hands were also on his leg, as the face looked up at him. The eyes were dark, yet as they stared up at him, he felt them reaching out to him, talking to him in some odd way that his own mind seemed to actually understand. It was strange, bizarre even, but he let his hand moved down, to rest on Josh’s head.

The touch was like touching an electric fence. His whole body suddenly seemed jolted awake, and he could feel his groin stirring, even more than it already was. The pounding of his heart was deafening to his ears, as he saw that face, saw the slow crawl of a smile, growing wider, more radiant, with each second.

‘It’s country tradition.’

‘Huh? What is? I mean uh…’

‘It’s okay Ben, I am not a virgin, not a slut either, but I don’t know, I am not good with words, but you feel it, so do I. I can tell.’

As he said it, he reached out and let his hand rest on top of Ben’s crotch. There was no mistaking how hard he was, or that Josh had noticed it. He felt himself sigh, as he stared down at the young man, running his hand through his hair, feeling his words as well as hearing them.

His own body was quivering as he let his hand move down, to let his index finger curl around Josh’s ear, to lightly trace a path along his cheek, towards his thin lips. As the finger passed across them. Ben felt his body tremble, then he felt the lisps curl and purse together, then lightly kiss his finger, before opening.

Ben felt his finger moving in, feeling the moist warmth inside of Josh’s mouth. Part of his mind was telling him to stop now, to not let it go further, while his heart was racing faster with each passing second, with each tickle of his finger inside that warm mouth. He could feel the tenderness, as the lips held his finger, and as he pushed and pulled his finger in and out.

He looked down, to see Josh staring up at him, as he felt the hand over his cock, rubbing him lightly, but hard enough to feel. He felt his lungs drawing in air, as he struggled with the strange emotions that were running up and down his spine. It was unlike any experience he had ever had, as his finger pulled out, and he let it glide down and under Josh’s chin. He felt his finger pressing upwards, to tilt Josh’s face up further.

Looking down, into the young man’s eyes he knew what he had meant, could feel it in himself, and he knew he didn’t have the words either. He just felt it, as the hand now began to tug at his pants, to reach for his button and he felt himself smiling. He also felt a strange warmth inside, beginning to fill him up as he moved his hand to help Josh’s hand.

As the button popped, the zipper slide down he felt light headed. The hand moved across his groin, as Josh shifted his position, and he felt the head move up and over. Josh shifted to lean into him, his lean naked body between Ben’s spread open legs. The head was hovering over him, then slowly moved down. The eyes still stared up at him, and he watched as Josh rubbed his chin over his hard cock. He groaned, as he watched him tilt his head, still staring up at him. Ben felt the press of his lips on his cock, felt him tease it with his teeth, as he kept his eyes on him.

It was unbelievable, as he felt his body shake. Then he watched as Josh reached out to grab hold of his open pants, slide them down to just above his knees. He stood up, and Ben couldn’t help but see the hard thick pole now jutting straight out from the body. Licking his lips he watched Ben bend over, and pull at his pants, taking them off and tossing them aside. Then his hands came back, to run across his crotch before grabbing the waist band of his shorts, and quickly pulling them off.

Ben felt the cool air pass across his crotch. He felt his cock sticking up and looking down saw the eyes looking up at him still. He saw them smile, felt them bore into him, as Josh reached out with his hand, to run his fingers lightly across the throbbing pole, then up and around his fat cock head. His body quivered to the touch, his nerves were all tingling, his muscles tightening as he stared back, feeling not just the lust, but more than that.

‘Josh, you uh.. it uh isn’t…’

Josh smiled again, and without saying a word, Ben felt Josh take his cock firmly in his grasp. Before he could mutter another word, his cock was enveloped in the warmth of Josh’s mouth. He felt the lips wrap around his cock, and slide down as Josh took him all the way in. He felt his face pressing up into his groin, felt the warmth all around his cock, and he his body shudder.

The rolling waves of pleasure made him groan, made his legs stiffen as he felt the tongue licking at the underside of his cock. He felt the hand holding him, felt the fingers clasp his shaft tighter, as the mouth moved up and down, tasting him and making him squirm and shake. His eyes closed, with the image of the blond head popping up and down on his cock.

His hands gripped the edge of his chair, the fingers digging into the chair arms, as he felt the tongue raking his cock, the teeth raking the head of his cock. He was panting, while his pulse was racing. Ben couldn’t believe how good it felt, as the head was moving faster and faster, The head twisted and turned, making him moan loudly, and he heard the gurgling sound, the slurping as Josh took him all the way. He would stop half way at times, then other times he would feel Josh’s nose dig into the softness of his groin.

Ben was pushing back into the chair, as Josh sucked his throbbing dick. He cried out, feeling his balls swelling, feeling them suddenly explode. His eyes shut even tighter, brilliant lights exploding on the inside of his eyelids, as his body jerked and then shot upwards and out.

He felt the cock digging deep into the mouth, felt the head strike the very back of Josh’s throat. He heard him moan, felt the throat opening even wider, as his cock head reared back, then shot forward. As it leapt forward, his heart thundered. He cried out, knowing he was there. He felt it, felt the flow of his cum as it went racing along his cock, to spill in a stream out into Josh’s mouth.

Ben felt his body shake, felt the shaking in the chair, as his body arched upwards, as it emptied itself. He cried out a second time, feeling the explosion rack his whole body with its force. He felt the lips tighten, felt his hot milk coating the shaft inside of the mouth. It was too much, as he was panting hard, struggling to breathe, as his body gave its juice with as much force as it could.

He could hear him swallow, feel the throat contract with each swallow. His body was shaking as he sank back into his chair, exhaustion overtaking him as the last of his cum dribbled from his cock. He felt the lips loosen a little, felt his cock beginning to soften, as he heard Josh’s heavy breathing.

Looking down, he saw the smile, saw the dried cum around the corners of the mouth and he watched as the tongue came out, licking the few remnants away, to once more be swallowed. He saw the eyes look up at him, glowing with even more desire than before.

Josh stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He now stared down at Ben, then he let his hand move forward, open to take Ben’s own hand. He helped him stand up and then brought them both together. He held Ben tightly. His head was resting on top of his shoulder, as he felt the head turn. The press of the lips on his cheek made him tremble, then he heard the soft whisper.

‘Thanks’

He felt his own desire growing, as he gently lifted his arms up, to grasp Josh’s shoulders. He pushed him away a little, to look into his eyes. He saw the fire in them, saw the passion too as he smiled back. He then took Josh’s hand, and began to walk towards his bedroom, his eyes never once leaving Josh’s face.

Morning Shower

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Chase stretched and yawned as he turned to stare at the sun shining through the drapes. His eyes fluttered a little at the brightness, the blinds and drapes not keeping the morning sun out all that well. His mouth felt a bit icky, with the normal morning taste as he glanced over at the clock radio, checking the time.

As the red lighted numbers glowed, he felt happy. He didn’t have a hangover, or feel like the world was about to end. No pounding inside his head either, and it was after all a Saturday morning. He grinned to himself, wondering why he hadn’t found this answer before, as he turned towards the still sleeping figure next to him.

It had only been a month since Johnny had been spending the weekends with him. Strange, but ever since he had started hitting the bars, going out on weekends, the person next to him had always been different. That was hell of a record, considering that he was 25 now, and started hitting the bars when he was 18. Seven years of bringing home different guys, until last month.

Granted, there were a few who he had brought home more than once, some even made it to three times, though never in a row. Slipping out of bed, he walked softly towards the bathroom, checking to make sure that he wasn’t waking Johnny up. Chase could feel the smile n his face, as he looked at the covered figure, the bare arm stretched out, hugging the pillow.

As he closed the bathroom door, and proceeded to wash up, he couldn’t help but feel a bit amazed at himself. Johnny was certainly a catch, only 22 and with a body most guys dreamed of. He had longish hair, deep brown eyes, and thin pale lips that were damn tasty, specially after they had been wrapped around his cock. Chase almost laughed out loud, as he felt his body stirring to the memory of last night’s fun. Still it wasn’t like he was a dog either, and he did rather think he was a bit of a catch too.

Okay, he was an inch or so shorter than Johnny, and his hair was close cropped, but he had what many called ‘bedroom eyes’ and his body was in good shape for an old fart of 25. Still, it wasn’t his nature to have someone stick around like Johnny had.

In the past, when they stayed the night, they didn’t stay for breakfast. Once he was up, they were also woken up and headed towards the door, long before he would have his morning shower. With Johnny, even that first sleep over, Chase never pushed him out. Hell he cooked him a full course breakfast, eggs, bacon, toast, and all the other trimmings.

Course his reward had been one hell of a morning shower, and that too was becoming sort of a standard with them. He shook his head, as he spit out the last of the toothpaste. Staring at his reflection, he couldn’t see himself looking any different, but he sure felt different. He felt content, happy, in a way he had never thought possible.

Then too, his drinking had suddenly dropped. One of the waiters at the bar last night had even commented on it, asking if he had become some tea toter or something. No more shooters being pounded back with chasers of Vodka or Beer. Then too, he was noticing how he wasn’t really wanting to spend time at the bar either. He hadn’t closed the joint down since that first night when he had met Johnny.

Since then, they had a drink or two, took a turn or so on the dance floor, then came back to his place. They would watch a video or movie on the tube, though they had yet to see either to a conclusion. Johnny was always horny, and it was rather fun to be the center of attention.

They always had the intention of watching the movie, or video. They would make popcorn, sit it down on the coffee table, then Johnny would nestle into his arm, resting his head on Chase’s breast. He would have his arm around the guy, and before the movie was even finished with the opening credits, Johnny would have his hand groping Chase’s crotch.

Chase managed a local hardware outlet, while Johnny was still at school. He attended the local community college, living in a dorm room with three other guys. The week was pretty busy for them both, between work and school, but the weekend was theirs. Though he had to admit, this last week had been the best.

Drying his face, his hands, he ran his hand through his hair, pushing a few strands out of the way. It was nearly time for another haircut, though Johnny was urging him to let it grow. Maybe he would, he thought as he opened the door to head back into the bedroom.

He looked over at the bed, noticing that Johnny hadn’t stirred yet. His arm still held the pillow, and Chase smiled as he walked over, feeling excited. Rarely had he ever felt that way in the morning, but with Johnny, it was becoming a natural state for him.

Climbing back onto the bed, he could feel his semi erection rubbing against his thigh, as he propped himself up onto one elbow, so as to gaze at Johnny’s sleeping figure. He saw the disheveled hair, the way a lock curled around the ear lope. He could hear the steady even breathing, saw the sheet lifting and falling in time to his breathing.

He let his hand reach out, to lightly push back the lock of hair, and to sort of brush across the skin, just under the ear. Johnny moved a little, still asleep as he let his fingers lightly caress the shoulder, then the upper arm. He felt the tiny little hairs, felt them react to his light touch. Johnny mumbled a bit under his breath, but was still sleeping, as he let his hand fall to rest on the hip.

Chase felt the warmth under his hand, as he let it rest there, while he stared at the back of Johnny’s neck. He leaned down, brushing his lips lightly behind the ear, then under it. He kissed it softly, feeling the tingling of his nerves, feeling the beat of his heart as he licked at the ear lope with his tongue.

He whispered softly into the ear, as he gently let his teeth graze the ear lobe, lightly nibbling at it. The figure was starting to stir, and he let his tongue lick at the ear lobe, just inside and was rewarded with a soft murmur of pleasure. The body under his hand stirred a bit more, a sort of tremble, as it leaned back into his body.

Chase knew that Johnny had awaken, as his arm left hugging the pillow, to reach around behind and touch him. He felt the body turn over, and he could see the face now, as it looked up at him. The eyes were open, staring into his own face. He saw the mouth spread open, a small grin crossing it, as he asked what time it was.

Johnny shifted his position a little, and he leaned into Chase’s body. His head was on his arm, and Chase could feel his body pushing into his. His own body was pushing back, the sheet in the middle. Johnny let his head move forward, as he quickly gave Chase a kiss on the chin, then leaned back a little.

Slowly Chase brought his hand up, pushing the sheet down off the upper body. With his index finger only, he began to caress his friend’s chest. He let the finger move lightly across the skin, feeling it shiver, feeling it tremble at his touch. He brought the finger up and under the chin, then up to rest on Johnny’s lips. He felt the lips curl and purse, then kiss his finger, which Johnny then wrapped his lips over, taking the tip into his mouth. Chase felt the saliva as Johnny sucked his finger tip, then moved his own hand over to rest on Chase’s hip. The fingers were spread apart, holding his hip snugly in their grip.

His eyes were glancing upwards, as he sucked on the finger, a growing sense of hunger becoming visible. The eyes were fully awake, looking for Chase’s response, seeing it, waiting for it. Chase felt himself smile as he took his finger out, and then reached out with his hands to hold Johnny’s face. He moved in, and kissed him hard on the lips, tasting him, ignoring his morning breath.

As they kissed, Chase ran his hand down the trembling body, until it was touching the groin. He leaned in, so his hand could reach further, to grasp the hard cock that had sprung up. He felt the hot pole, felt it stiffen to his touch, even as Johnny reached out for his, despite the sheet.

It felt strange, to have his cock being held, with a sheet wrapped around it. Yet Johnny didn’t care, as he pulled on it, making it even harder. Chase felt the excitement growing between them, as he took hold of Johnny’s cock. He pulled it once or twice, then pulled his head back, his hand still holding onto the throbbing pole.

‘Someone’s excited’

Johnny laughed, as he moved in closer, pulling on Chase’s hard cock and twisting it a little.

‘Like I ain’t the only one Bitch, so what you going to do about it?’

Chase grinned as he suddenly reached out and pulled Johnny on top of him. He felt the sheet between then being pushed out of the way. His whole body suddenly quivered, as he felt Johnny’s hot burning flesh against his own. His body was shaking as he held Johnny, and felt his hot breath on his face, as Chase stared up at him. He saw the hair falling around his face, over his shoulders, tickling his own upper chest as Johnny looked down at him.

He could see the lust, the desire, and Chase knew it was no different than how he was looking. He couldn’t help himself, as he felt his desire welling up, taking hold.

‘Depends.’

‘yeah? On what?’

‘I don’t know, on what I feel like.’

‘You think so huh? Well I know what I feel like.’

‘Do you now?’

‘Uh huh, and you gonna find out… now’

With that Johnny leaned down and kissed Chase hard on the lips. His tongue pushed apart the lips, drove inside and began to lick him all over. It didn’t last long, as the tongue was out, and Johnny began to kiss and lick at his face.

He kissed the chin, the nose, even the eyes, then let his tongue lick out at Chase’s inner ear, then slide down under, and over his neck. The tongue licked at the hollow of his throat, before kissing him and sliding his body downwards.

Chase was suddenly being straddled by Johnny. His legs were pushing into his sides, his hands also, as he slowly began to kiss and lick his chest. His hard body was slowly moving down, and he bit one nipple, making Chase cry out. Johnny just laughed, as he leaned over to lick at the other nipple, then he wrapped his whole mouth over it, and sucked on the flesh, pulling it up from the body, then letting it fall back, licking and kissing it, before moving further down. His tongue licked at his belly, feeling his muscles rolling beneath, then suddenly he was sliding down, his knees digging into Chase’s legs.

His cock was sticking up, and he looked down his quivering body to see Johnny’s face hovering over his stiff dick. Chase felt his heart quicken, felt his lungs suck in more air, as long strands of Johnny’s hair swayed across his thighs. Suddenly Johnny lifted his head up and stared back at Chase, then as their eyes met, he broke the contact, and pushed himself down, his head now right over his cock. He felt the hot breath a second before feeling the press of lips over his cock head.

Chase groaned, as the lips wrapped tightly over his cock head, the tongue flicked out, swiping at the oozing pre cum, then he heard Johnny as he swallowed his early seed. His body stiffened, as the lips pressed even tighter and began to slide down his cock head, to now wrap around his pole. He felt the teeth graze the head, and he moaned. His hands reached up and out to rest on Johnny’s head.

He pushed down, and felt the lips sliding across his burning skin. He felt like he would explode as Johnny’s nose buried itself into the soft flesh of his groin. Once more he moaned, his hands holding Johnny’s head down, but nor for long. The head resisted his hands, pushed back, but didn’t let go of the throbbing cock. He felt himself shake, as Johnny quickly began to suck on the cock. Chase felt Johnny’s fingers digging into the soft flesh of his sides, just above his hips. He couldn’t move, as the head twisted and turned as it moved up and down on his cock. He could feel his cock head jerking and bouncing from side to side. His balls were aching, as Johnny held him even tighter. It was like a vacuum as he heard the noises, felt the press of lips.

His hands dropped to his side, as he couldn’t hold them up any longer. He felt his body growing more tense, more rigid, as the blood was racing from all over, towards his groin. His moans were constant now, when suddenly the hold on his cock eased, then as he tried to comprehend the change, he felt the hands pushing and pulling at his body. Looking up he saw the glazed stare, and heard the command to turn over.

Quickly he turned onto his belly, as he felt Johnny lift up, then move his legs inside of Chase’s legs. He felt the knees push his legs apart, as the body moved in closer. Then he felt the whole weight of Johnny on his back, felt the hard cock pushing at his buttocks as Johnny leaned over towards the night stand. He heard the drawer open, and he knew he was going to be taking Johnny.

His head was spinning as the press on his back eased, then he heard a grunt, then a slight tearing sound. He felt Johnny’s hand throw something, as the motion made the air over him sway. Chase grabbed the pillow next to him, and shoved it under his chin, and his hands were up, on either side as he felt Johnny’s hand doing something near his butt.

A small grunt told him that it was going to be soon, that Johnny was nearly ready. His body started to tense up, his buttocks clenching and unclenching, as he tried to remain clam. His cock ached, his balls were hurting too as he felt Johnny’s finger sliding down his crack, resting near his hole. Then he felt the finger prod him, poke at him, till the tip was just pushing slightly inside, then it pulled back. His two hands reached down, and he felt them dig into his flesh, and pull his cheeks apart.

The sound echoed in the room, then he felt the spit strike his rectum. His buttocks quivered, as once more Johnny spit, lubricating his hole. Every nerve seemed to be tingling, as he felt the hot breath, then felt the raspy edge of Johnny’s tongue. He felt it lick at his crack, at the pink valley between his two cheeks. He moaned, closing his eyes tightly as the tongue licked around his hope, teasing him, then moving down then back up, then over and around, then suddenly he felt it penetrate him.

He cried out loudly, feeling the jolt inside, feeling the waves of immense pleasure flowing up into his body. His cheeks quivered, his legs shot out, taut like a band of steel as Johnny’s tongue dug deep into his rectum. His hole was quivering, as he felt the tongue lick at him, taste him, then twist around and curl, to lick at him in ways he had never felt before. His whole body was shaking, as Johnny’s tongue licked him hard.

Chase had no idea how long Johnny licked his hole. He felt drained when it suddenly stopped, his body was in torment, from the constant waves of pleasure that had run up and down his body. His heart was pounding, his breathing was laboured, as he now felt the hard press of something up and above his quivering pink hole.

It slid down his valley, wedged itself hard up against his hole. He could feel the muscles still tingling, still shuddering as Johnny grunted, then released his own held back breath. Chase cried out, as the pain lanced up his spine, as his hole was suddenly spread wider than it thought it could be. He felt the hot flesh sliding past, entering his body. His hands balled up into fists, and he gritted his teeth, as he felt Johnny penetrate him fully.

The cock was deep inside before he let his breath out, and it was still moving in, as he twisted his head around as he tried to stop from screaming. He bit his lip, gritted his teeth as Johnny drove his cock further into him. He moaned now, feeling the pain slowly turning to pleasure.

Every fibre of his being was screaming at him. His mind was seeing red and blue dots across his closed eyelids. His heart was racing now, faster and faster it went, until all he could hear was a rushing roar in his ears. He cried out, as he felt Johnny’s crotch grinding into his buttocks.

As he felt the hard press of Johnny’s groin against his cheeks, it began to pull back. Then when he though the cock would be pulled right out, it was once more travelling quickly back inside of him. He banged the bed with one fist, while yelling out. He bit his lip, feeling it flatten under pressure from his teeth, as the cock inside moved faster and deeper.

In and Out it went. He felt like Johnny had a jack hammer buried inside of his ass. Fast and hard it went, each inward thrust Johnny’s groin would slap into Chase’s buttocks. The noise would be drowned out by the grunts from Johnny, the mournful wails from Chase. He could hear his own voice, as if it was off in a distance, begging for him to go faster. He was begging him for more, urging him on, as he felt the constant rolling waves of pain and pleasure travel though his whole body. He was feeling light headed, as the blood was rushing to his cock.

He tried to reach down, to grab hold but he couldn’t. He heard Johnny cry out, felt the sudden emptiness inside of his ass, then the cry again, then the hot burning sensation all along his backside, which made him moan. The hot cum was splashing across his back, up near his neck, then all the way down his spine, and across his cheeks. He shuddered, as Johnny came. He felt the splatters, felt his body shake to each drop that hit him.

Johnny pressed his spent cock along the still shaking butt cheeks. He used his cock to wipe across the splatters, to smear them across the shaking flesh. His body was exhausted, as he let himself fall on top, resting hard on top of Chase’s body. He was panting, the sounds joining with Chase’s, as he lay there, unable to move.

As the thundering noise of his heart pounding eased, Johnny managed to roll over, and lay next to Chase. His eyes rolled a little, as he let one arm fall across Chase’s backside. He felt his own cum, felt the pain in his chest ease, as he slowly regained his composure.

‘I need a shower, you got me all sweaty’ he said, as he tried to get up off the bed. Chase turned over, to watch, grinning an evil little smile as Johnny walked towards the bathroom. He closed the door behind him, but not fully, as Chase slowly got up off the bed. He listened until he heard the water running, then headed to the bathroom.

‘I love morning showers’ he said to himself, as he opened the door.

Co-Worker

By Ian Kovnats ( Gaystoryman )

Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved

Randy slammed his locker, the anger still burning inside from the dressing down he had just taken from his boss. It wasn’t fair, least he didn’t think it was, that he should be given the blame for what the new guy had done, or in this case, not done.

Okay, so he was the senior guy, hell he was the only other guy working in the fucking place. He had been there for over five years, and the new owner sure as hell wasn’t like the old owners. The guy was a total fuck up, lazy too boot. He expected Randy to do all the work, instead of helping him out, which is why he had hired this new kid, Sean.

It wasn’t that he objected to that either, because he had suddenly been thrust into doing the work of three, so the added help was appreciated. Plus, he had to admit that this Sean guy was cute. He was a dufus, dumb as hell, or so it seemed, but man was he fucking hot.

Randy though of himself as ‘okay’ and while he was about 5ft 10in, Sean was taller. More like six foot, and he was slender too, though not as skinny as Randy. He maybe had about 30 or so pounds on his 125 pounds, but it looked like all muscle.

Sean had long curly blonde hair, that hung down to just above his shoulders, while Randy’s hair was a dark brown, cut to just below his ears. Sean wasn’t stocky, plus he wore tight fitting clothes, jeans that showed one very interesting package, t-shirts that fit tight too, showing his nipples and pecs.

If Randy looked close enough, he could see the stomach muscles ripple, and his arms were firm looking, with tiny tufts of blonde fuzz on them. He wouldn’t call it hair, but it sure made him look sexy. The eyes were a deep blue, and always seemed to be sparkling. The mouth was thin, and always had a grin near the surface.

Watching him at his work bench was becoming nerve wracking. To see how his butt would move as he leaned over to one side to grab something, how they filled the jeans out so fully, always made Randy horny. Hell, it was like he would walk around all day with a hard on, thanks to Sean.

It wouldn’t be so bad, if Sean would ask him stuff, like how to do things, but he had just watched him for a few minutes, then figured he had it down. There was any emotion, in him. He seemed like he couldn’t give a shit if the stuff got to the customer in one piece or not, or if it was clean or not. Just not how he liked to pack stuff, but then too the Boss was no better. He was pissed, because that isn’t how he was brought up, and now he had to stay late, to try and show Sean how to do things.

The boss should be doing it, but hell he was off to some party, and Sean hadn’t looked thrilled either, considering it was a Friday night. More than likely he had some bar to go to, or chase some skirt. Course, if he was only family, it wouldn’t be so bad, but Randy doubted that. He was just too damn pretty to be gay.

Slamming his locker he stormed back out onto the floor, to see Sean leaning up against Randy’s work station. He had a sullen look on his face, but Randy couldn’t help but notice how his legs were spread apart, how it showed that fucking hot basket. Man he’d love to spend a few minutes unwrapping that package, to see just what was making the jeans look so full. Bet he had big balls too, he thought as he walked over to Sean.

‘Okay, guess we can start with inspecting the stuff before we start on wrapping it.’

‘Now? Shit man, how about something to eat first?’

He stared at Sean, realizing that his stomach was rumbling a little too. Dinner first would be a good idea, but he had left his wallet at home, plus it wasn’t like the idiot boss had offered to pay either.

‘Guess, if you want, I’ll wait if you want to run across and grab something.’

‘Aren’t you hungry?’

‘Bit, but I left my cash at home this morning, slept in.’

‘I’ll spot you if you want, hamburger okay? Coke & Fries?’

‘You sure? I mean I can’t get the cash to you till Monday, you might need it for the weekend.’

‘Nah, I can manage, nothing happening this weekend anyhow, parties don’t start till next weekend. So everything on the burger?’

‘Uh, no, just ketchup & mustard, and Orange soda, no fried either, if you sure you don’t mind.’

‘I am sure.’

He watched as Sean headed off to get them some burgers from across the street. It was how he stopped at the door, and after unlocking it looked back at Randy, that got his heart pounding a little. That and him saying that he didn’t charge much interest, that sort of made him grin, as he waited.

Looking around, he realized what a dump he was in. There hadn’t been time to sweep up or anything, and while he didn’t mind, it just irked him. His boss, Fred, had bitched him out for that too, which maybe is what had set him off. After all he was busy getting orders out, not like Fred did much of anything but sit in his office, yap on the phone to his friends. He could have swept up, and Randy had mentioned that too, which hadn’t gotten him anywhere. Fred said that an owner doesn’t sweep, that’s what he hires people for.

Still, you would think he would know better. If he wasn’t capable of putting together an order, least he could do was not expect his one and only staff to sweep and keep the place clean, as well as get the orders out. But now there was Sean, so maybe they could get the place looking half way decent, once they got the orders out.

The door opened, and he saw Sean coming back with the food. He really was a handsome looking guy. While he was just 19, and obviously a bit of a party animal, he looked so innocent at times. Yet from some of the things he had said, no way was he an innocent kid. Hell, there were some things he had talked about, that even he hadn’t experienced, and he was nearly 25. Almost an old fart, but not quite.

Randy had to admit, it was nice having someone else in the place. Least he wasn’t just a silent Sam, though at times he did seem like a chatterbox. But he didn’t care, because he enjoyed the sound of Sean’s voice. Plus, he did have a sense of humour, so it had made things pass quickly. Now if he could just learn to care about what he was doing, it would really make Randy’s life easier.

‘You think too much man’

Randy looked up, to stare at Sean. He couldn’t help but see those blue eyes, the way his nose fitted his face perfectly, the thin lips that made him want to just reach out and kiss.

‘Huh?’

‘You think too much, your burger is getting cold, besides you don’t want to spend the whole night here do you? Unless…’

He blushed, and took a bite of the hamburger. Sean had been right, he did think too much, but as he swallowed that first bite, he began to wonder about that ‘unless’ and looked up at Sean. He saw him staring at him, in a rather strange way. It was making him blush again, but it was also rather exciting too, to have someone like Sean staring at him.

‘Unless what?’

He noticed Sean’s eyes narrow, felt them boring deep into him, and yet at the same time he seemed nervous, unsure of himself, which really wasn’t Sean. He shuffled his feet, but his eyes never moved from looking right at him.

‘Unless you thinking of paying me the interest for getting you dinner.’

‘Interest huh?’

‘Yeah’

‘I don’t have any cash here, so uh, how could I pay you interest?’

‘Didn’t say anything about cash, now did I?’

‘Uh, no… guess not, I uh…’

‘You know what I mean, guy like you, you been around, bet you’ve used the same line too.’

‘Same line? Hey, I really don’t…’

‘Sure you do, no cash, then trade. Not like you didn’t think about it, right?’

He felt like somehow the conversation had gone in a way that made him nervous. Randy could feel some sweat beading up on his forehead, as he let his eyes glance towards the floor, but not before they took a quick look at Sean. They had seen the eyes focused on him, saw the lips pouting a little, but it was the eyes that had also made him check out his crotch.

They had that look, that hunger that he had seen in other guys, when they were on the hunt, when they were close to making the hook up. It was how he looked, when he was chasing some stud at the bar, which made him quiver a little. Was it possible that Sean was hunting him?

‘You saying you think I am queer or something?’

‘Hell no dude, I don’t think it, I know it.’

‘Yeah? How do you know?’

‘Easy man. 9 out of 10 times, you sporting a stiff cock, and it always seems stiffer after you check out my butt, so yeah, I know, and it’s cool man. I prefer dick to pussy, so what’s the big deal?’

‘You are Gay? I uh…’

‘Well I don’t broadcast it.’

‘I had no idea.’

‘Your [[Gaydar]] not working?’

‘Guess not.’

‘It’s okay, does Bozo know?’

‘Bozo? Oh, Fred? Yeah he knows, he’s okay about it, or so he says.’

‘He may say he is Bro, but he ain’t. You can see it in his eyes.’

‘You think?’

‘Yeah, but enough of that jerk, so how about it? You want to pay the interest or better yet, you got any Condoms on you?’

‘Huh? Condoms , no.’

‘Too bad, you could have paid the whole bill off if you did.’

‘Shit man, you serious? I mean you want me to…’

‘I’ll settle for a blow job, that’ll cover the interest’

‘Yeah right, come on man, you serious or just messin’ with me?’

‘I’d love to mess with you, you got a nice ass.’

“I do? Uh, thanks, yours is pretty hot too.’

‘Yep, and it loves cock too.’

He couldn’t help but laugh, and grin at Sean. The way he spoke, it was like being at the bar or with Trevor, his friend. There was no hiding the fact, that Sean was a typical teenager, that sex was something he took for granted. Maybe it was how he should be, but he was too much an introvert, to be so open about what so many didn’t even understand, let alone approve of.

As he turned his face upwards, he saw Sean stand up, saw him reach down and lift his t-shirt up and toss it over his head. His whole front was exposed to him, making Randy stare and gulp. He had seen good looking guys before, but to see that golden colored flesh, those deep red nipples, staring at him like that, made him suck in his breath.

His eyes were staring at him, he let one hand run up from his belly, to his nipples. The long tapered fingers moving slowly, capturing his full attention. He licked his lips as the fingers moved around the pec, around the firm nipple that jutted out from the circle of dark red skin.

Randy leaned back, his hamburger forgotten, as he just watched. Sean’s hand moved slow, up and down and there were moments where Randy was certain he could see the muscles rippling, as the flesh was pushed up or down. He had to admit, there wasn’t much fat on Sean’s body, and the flesh looked so soft, so inviting that he felt himself getting warmer.

His eyes followed the hand, and he could feel Sean’s eyes watching him. He watched as the hand began to keep moving down, to not go up as high as it did before. The hand would push under the pants, then be back up, caressing the belly, moving across the skin in a way that made Randy wish it was his hand.

Then the hand began to run along the edge of the jeans, and then over to push across the crotch. He saw the bulge move, shift to the press of Sean’s hands, as he just stared. He could feel his own body react, feel his own dick growing stiffer, as Sean’s hand moved around the belly button, around the pants button.

The sound of the button popping made Randy jump. His face jerked up and he could see the smile across Sean’s face. It made him look so handsome, so full of life that he couldn’t help himself. He smiled back as he stood up and walked over to where Sean stood.

He noticed the slight rise and fall of Sean’s chest as he got closer, Sean’s hand still holding onto the jeans, not letting them open until he got there. He reached out, looking up to see the desire being reflected towards him. The words he had said were true, he had used that line before, now it was being used on him, and he felt strangely pleased by it. His own grin seemed to please Sean, who leaned back on bench, one hand resting on the stool next to him, as Randy moved Sean’s other hand away from his crotch.

Kneeling down onto his haunches, not quite on the floor, he was level with Sean’s crotch. He breathed in deeply, smelling a mixture of man and fruit. It was a body wash soap that he also used, as he reached out, to unzip the pants. His heart was pounding as he let the pants open, then push them down to rest at Sean’s ankles.

Randy looked at the tight white shorts, seeing the long tube shaped outlined behind them. He saw the darker shape, knowing that Sean was certainly not lacking in the penis department. It looked and smelled fantastic, as he reached up with his hands, licking his lips. With both hands on the waist band, he stopped and glanced upwards.

He was going to ask him one more time, to be certain but the way Sean was looking down at him, he knew the answer already. Grinning he let his fingers take hold of the shorts, then push them down the lanky body. His eyes moved back to watch, as he saw the long tubed shaped object pop out from under the shorts.

He stared at it, enjoying its beauty, because in truth, he liked sucking cocks. It was one thing he knew he was really good at, and so far, no one had ever complained about his blow jobs.

Sean pulled the stool over, and shuffled forward then sat down on it. He let his legs spread apart, still constrained by his clothes around his ankles. He sat back, leaning against the work bench, as his cock jerked to and fro. It was a rather amazing looking penis, as far as Randy was concerned. He could see the criss crossing pattern of the veins, see their dark purple hue against the sort of deep pinkish color of the skin.

His mouth was dry, but eager to lean forward, to taste the cock. He looked up, saw the smile and shuffled himself closer. Randy felt the hand on the top of his head, as he stared at the cock, as his one hand moved up and circled the base of Sean’s  cock.

With one more glance up, he saw the eyes glazing over, felt the hand pushing on his head, as he let himself focus on the task of paying off the interest, for his hamburger that was half eaten. Licking his lips, he let the hand on his head guide him forward, until the hard cock was just in front of his mouth.

He kept his eyes open, as he slowly moved his head inwards, his lips brushing up against the cock head, the tremor making him shudder. He could feel it race along the pole, past his hand and deep into Sean’s own body. He felt the legs on either side quiver, felt them shake as he slowly opened his lips, gradually letting the hard cock move inwards. The tip of his tongue licked at the head, which made Sean moan.

Instead of taking the cock into his mouth, he suddenly gripped it tightly in his hand, then began to lick at it. His tongue darted out and around the head, tasting it and making it shake. He let his tongue lick down the underside, and then around the very base of it, the raspy edge of his tongue running across the pulsing veins.

Sean groaned at this, and suddenly Randy leaned in closer, and in one quick motion, he had one of Sean’s full balls deep into his mouth. He sucked on it, nibbling at it even with his teeth, which made the hand on his head grip his hair, twist it hard. He could hear Sean muttering, feel his body trembling as he let the one ball go, immediately licking at it before he swooped up the other testicle, sucking it into his mouth, like slurping up the last of a milkshake.

The sounds of his noisy sucking only made him more excited, and it seemed to arouse Sean as well. The hand on his head was pulling on him, trying to get him to take the hard cock, but he was stronger, he held back, licking at the scrotum, licking deep underneath, which only made Sean moan more. It made the hand tug harder too, as he knew that Sean was aching to cum.

His own hand reached down, to push at his own cock, that he could feel dripping into his shorts. There wasn’t time to pull it out either, as his own lust was growing with each flick of his tongue on Sean’s squirming body. He licked up, from just near the hole, back up to under the balls, then up over the sac, to the very base of the throbbing cock.

Randy let his tongue lick around the base, and then he once more licked at the underside of the cock. The edge of his tongue ran slowly up the shaft, across the pulsing vein where Randy could feel the blood as it flowed downwards. He could feel the skin burning, smell it even, as he licked up towards the cock head, where he then let his tongue circle the head, just under the cap.

Sean was moaning, begging him to suck it, to take it, but he let the tongue slowly move across the head, tasting the oozing pre cum that covered it. He let his lips press against the tender flesh, feel the head shake and jerk, as he held the throbbing pole steady. He kissed the head, then licked at the underneath again, and just as Sean was groaning, begging him, he swallowed the huge cock.

Randy felt the legs stiffen, felt the rolling tremors of pleasure that went racing up and down Sean’s spine. He felt the jolt himself, felt his own cock jerking in his pants, as he deep throated the cock, surprising himself as he took it all in one swallow.

The head was deep inside his throat, his muscles contracted around it, his eyes clenched shut as he felt his lips pressing up against the shivering groin. Sean’s pubic hairs tickled him under his nose, that was pressed deep into the side of the groin, as his the tip of his tongue flicked upwards, tickling the underside of the cock shaft.

His head pulled back slowly, then flew back down, then slowly up, then quickly back down. Sean was groaning constantly now, as his body was bucking, his hips were struggling to shove themselves upwards, to meet each downward push of Randy’s head. He felt the cock jerking from side to side, as he continued to deep throat the huge pole.

Red and blue dots were passing behind his closed eyelids, as he felt the body stiffen, felt the head retreating from deep inside, then as he pushed his head back down, twisting his face, he heard the scream, just as he felt the cock head come racing out and bury itself deeper into his throat. He felt the gush of cum as it came flying out, to travel a short distance into his stomach, before more washed back up his throat, filling his mouth with its pungent taste.

He swallowed hard, once then twice, then again and again as Sean continued to fill his mouth with his cum. The two hands held his head steady, refusing to let it pull back, as the cock gushed and gushed inside. He heard the heavy breathing, heard the cries of pleasure as the cock slowly began to stop its flow.

The hands grew limp on his head, as he slowly pulled back, his tongue raking the underside of the cock as it was released from his hold. He felt it shake, felt it tremble as it was finally let go.

He leaned back, feeling exhausted as if it had been him who had just spurted. His own breathing was ragged, shallow and painful as he looked up at Sean. He saw him leaning back, almost fully over onto his back, and he could see the chest still heaving. The firm nipples bouncing as the chest rose and fell quickly.

Sean had his tongue hanging out of his mouth, his eyes looked glassy as he tried to lift his head up, to look over and down at Randy. The hands were twitching, the thighs still shaking a little, as finally he managed to sit up, using his elbows to prop himself up.

‘If you fuck half as good as you suck, I am not bothering to get dressed to go buy some Condoms now.’

Randy laughed, as he let his legs spread out and leaned back against the leg of the table he was leaning up against.

‘Oh I fuck much better than I suck cock.’

‘Oh Christ, I gotta have proof. No way dude, no friggin’ way could you fuck any better than you suck… no way.’

Randy looked at Sean, laughing as he slowly stood up and stared over at the panting young man. ‘Oh you’ll find out later.’

Sean just stared, grinning and running his hand over his belly, as he looked at Randy.