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Samuel woke to the incessant sound of the alarm
ringing loud and buzzing and resounding through his hung-over tired
brain. Groggily he stretched out to turn off the infuriating device,
which true to luck fell off the bedside table causing him to lean
over the side of the bed to find the dratted Samuel piece to turn
it off. Annoyed he sleepily held the now silent clock to his breast
and attempted to go back to sleep.
As the sound of the alarm was still ringing in his ears he pressed
the offending clock even harder against his chest and alcohol
confused ordered the ‘bloody thing to stop.’ As the damned device
refused to listen to mental gay thoughts Samuel grudgingly opened
one reddened eye to give it the evil eye when a small portion of
alcohol moved and let his brain now understand that it was not the
clock at fault – it was the front door bell. Worse than that it was
now one am and he had only been to bed for twenty minutes.
The realisation of his error woke the befuddled gay man up and
deciding his boxers and vest would do as suitable covering he
trudged warily downstairs cursing who ever it was who was now
banging on his front door. Throwing it open he squinted his alcohol
inflamed eyes to complain.
“What the….,” he started when his open mouth was covered with a soft
melting set of gay young lips and his head was held lovingly by a
pair of strong, sweet smelling arms. The kiss was soft and sweet and
Samuel found his body responding to familiar sensations as finally
his befuddled brain caught up to the fact as to who was kissing him
so deliciously.
“Big Dick,” he whispered into the open lips of his soft assaulter.
“You remember Big Dick,” the broken English voice which sang of
hazy, juicy summer nights and afternoons broke off the kiss to
whisper just as gently back.
Samuel grabbed back the gay gay youthful figure and reciprocated
the kiss. The boy had been wonderful and just the summer tonic for a
jaded gay thirty-five year old who was so lost in looking up his own
arse he was letting life go by him. He recalled the day they had
met. He had been sitting on that especial arse nursing his second
drink of the day and wondering how long it would take him to get so
drunk again when a delightful gay Moroccan dark-skinned beauty had
leaned over him and whispered.
“You want fuck boy?” the soft broken honeyed voice had insinuated
itself past his alcoholic defence.
“Err- No,” he had looked up to say sternly and found himself lost in
the deep brown eyes of the gay youth who had addressed him. All
Samuel could see was hot deep passion staring back at him and he
was lost momentarily in the shimmering eyes of the olive skinned gay
beauty that spoke to him.
“You want Boy then?” that same passion promising voice that emanated
from heaven rolled over his senses like a wondrous symphony.
“Oh,” said the voice wonderingly, “You want me,” and it was a
statement of fact, although lust, downright durty, degraded decadent
wanton lust was more the actual fact.
“Oh Yesss,” Samuel had twittered lost in the brown pools that were
tempting him to unheard and unexperienced heights of delight and
depravity; then shocked he had gathered himself together and sat up
straight intending to apologise and refuse the proffered offer. But,
yes but and Oh what a But he had so instead Samuel found himself
leading his new gay friend back to his hotel room where he let the
wondrous gay youth fuck him twice, good and hard and Oh So Hard in
less than forty-five minutes.
Afterwards, finally after Samuel had satisfied himself whilst his
new lover Big Dick had watched; they fell to talking. Big Dick it
turned out was twenty-one and engaged to be married to a family
arrangement that had been worked out before he and his fiancée had
been born. He however was not allowed to have gay xxxx sex with a
gay fuck boy, it was some sort of religious thing, but for some
reason he and his boys gay friends could play around with each other
and fucking gay foreigners was also supposed to be acceptable to his
god as well. So Samuel had become the fucked gay foreigner for the
remainder of his two holiday weeks and deep in lust he had paid
through his arse for the privilege of having his gay ass fucked so
often and so hard and so well and so hard and hard and so on.
Samuel was in love lust, fuck lust overtherainbowcocklust and never
saw the faults, the selfishness, the personal disinterest and never
saw the details on the piece of paper he signed at the airport as
they clung ferociously to each other. Samuel promising fervently,
ardently he would send for Big Dick just as soon as he got back and
just as soon as the grey light of England dawned so did the fact
that he would not, could not send for his holiday fuck lover it was,
it was…. Well to be truly honest it was bloody stupid, so
Samuel
had confessed to his envious mates of his sex lusty vacation and
then set to, to work off the credit card bill that reminded him
there was no fool like a thirty-five year old arse, even if it did
tingle some balls with the memory of some of those holiday fucks.
And now Big Dick was here kissing him.
“What the… Where did you….?” he spluttered, commonsense finally
overcoming throbbing lust.
“Plis. Plis we go inside yes?” smiled Big Dick, “Is cold here in Enkland,” and he shuddered convincingly.
“Oh yes of course yes please do come in.” trembled
Samuel with
hospitality and lets be fair, lusty anticipation and he stood aside
to let the gay youth and his three gay gay friends enter the flat.
Hey three gay friends
“What…. Who….?” Again Samuel spluttered.
“stud man, Teeem,” smiled Big Dick suggestively, “thes are my frens,
they cum wif me from Morocco. You invite me to stay you say is OK to
bring frend.”
“Yes but A gay friend,” insisted Samuel, “not, Oh hell,” and he
followed the quartet up the stairs to his two bed roomed flat,
noticing the engaging tight jean covered cocks that bummed their way
up the stairs. In his mind’s eye he was already working out where to
put them so he and Big Dick could get some cock suckin done - and as
he thought this at last Samuel smiled for the first Samuel
for weeks.
Big Dick and his gay gay friends soon settled themselves in Samuel’s living room and
Samuel once he had grabbed his dressing
gown; was kept busy getting them drinks and food, sandwiches and
crisps and some bread sticks and dip that he found stuffed in the
freezer from a long ago forgotten dinner-party. Samuel did not
recognise any of the gay youths that Big Dick had brought in but
then he had to admit, he hadn’t much looked at the few people who
had been around Big Dick when they met outside the hotel. Engrossed
with playing the host and wondering how to inveigle them into
sleeping arrangements he did not take too much notice of the
introductions.
“Here stud man,” smiled Big Dick getting up, “you sit here,” he said
vacating his seat in an armchair.
Samuel thankfully sat down and was pleasantly surprised when
Big Dick immediately sat down on his lap, squeezing against his half
hard cock.
“Jus’ like bak home,” Big Dick smiled wriggling his body deeper into
Samuel’s lap and causing Samuel’s erection to grow. Even worse he
leaned into Samuel and began to kiss him sexily, tonguing Samuel’s
dry lips.
At first Samuel held back and then as the holiday memories flooded
back he closed his eyes and let Big Dick devour his mouth with his
stiff boyhard tongue. Samuel relaxed and slowly opened his lust
filled eyes to stare deeply into Big Dick's deep brown pools. On his
way to blissfully happy he looked around at the other two gay
youths.
‘Two!’ he thought, ‘where was the other one?’ and flustered and
concerned he eased Big Dick up so that he could go and check.
Big Dick laughed and pushed back down scoring his denim hard bum
against Samuel’s now engorged cock and actually rubbing his body
against the tented boxers that were now exposed. Samuel gritted his
teeth at the unexpected passion that surged through his body and
insistently pushed Big Dick up.
“I just need to,” he spoke flustered, running his hand through his
tousled hair and quickly ran to check his bedroom, where he knew his
credit cards and wallet and cheque book was laid out on the dresser
ready for the next day. As he entered his room he heard the sound of
the toilet flushing, but saved his sigh of relief for when he saw
that everything was safe. Quickly he locked his valuables away with
his other personal papers in the hidden drawer and returned to his
‘guests.’
Back in the lounge Samuel found that Big Dick and his gay gay
friends had found and opened his drinks cupboard and were already
started on the Jack Daniels which he had been keeping for his
birthday and the other meagre supply of booze he kept at home. One
of them was drinking whisky straight from the bottle and Samuel
resolved that as long as they just kept to the drink then perhaps
everything would be alright, perhaps his flat and its contents would
be safe. He returned to the armchair and Big Dick with glass of Jack
Daniels in hand was once again semi impaled on Samuel’s re-growing
erection. Samuel eased some answers out of Big Dick.
It appeared the piece of paper he had signed for Big Dick at the
airport was some sort of official document that made him responsible
for Big Dick’s appearance in England. He was now some sort of
guarantor on Big Dick’s behalf and somehow this included Big
Dick’s
three friends. Samuel did not understand it fully but was horrified
that he was in some responsible for this youthful party. Further
questioning provided that Big Dick and his friends had only just
arrived in the country, the piece of paper had given them entry and
they had come straight to Samuel’s address as soon as they had
cleared immigration. Their flight had also been delayed due to an
Air Controller problem somewhere. The best bit of information was
that they were supposed to be staying with Abbes’ brother; Big
Dick
pointed to the stocky youth drinking the whisky and had only come
here because they could not get to Abbes’ brothers’ address which
was outside of London. It seemed they would only be here for the
night after all. Big Dick had intended telephoning him once he had
been settled so that they could meet and Samuel could see from the
body language and the sideways looks that the meeting would have
been a financial one on Samuel’s behalf. One he admitted to himself
he would probably have paid through the arse again for; -at this his
colon twitched and Samuel felt his love lust levels passionating.
Explanations over they fell back to kissing and after a few minutes
of cock erecting saliva exchanging Samuel surfaced to see that the
others had also paired up and a friendly threesome was developing on
the sofa. Samuel watched in awe of their youth as the boys kissed
and caressed each other. He could not recall a freedom of such
permission when he had been that young. His had been a quietly
hidden sex life and it was not until his parents died that he had
felt comfortable with his sexuality. He had found holidays abroad
away from the usual tourist haunts safer havens than the stud maning
London nightlife and had experienced a number of passionate holiday
affairs that had been left behind, just as his affair with Big Dick
had been forgotten once he had landed back to his usual going
nowhere life. Samuel looking at Big Dick however did feel that this
boy, this affair was different.
“Hey everyone,” he called out, “Bed, sleep, fucking..” he was lost
for descriptive expressions and pushing Big Dick up he waved his
arms in the direction of the bedrooms. The trio took no notice so
Samuel pulled Big Dick with him to the bedroom corridor and showed
him his room and the spare room.
“Sleep, bed,” he insisted.
“You want fuck,” smiled Big Dick.
Exasperated Samuel shook his hands in frustration.
Big Dick giggled at the funny sight and went back to the lounge. In
seconds he was back with the others and proudly showed them the two
rooms. The boys chattered in their sing-along dialect, laughing as
Big Dick slipped an arm around Samuel’s waist and then heartily
slapped him on the fleshy part of his arse. There was more
conversation that went over Samuel’s head and then as he and
Big Dick stood together in the doorway to Samuel’s bedroom, the
others one by one kissed Big Dick and Samuel and went into the
other room. The last boy, Abbe instead of kissing Samuel grabbed
him by the waist and pulled him towards him grinding his hard full
groin into Samuel’s anticipating basket. Abbe then said something
to Big Dick and both boys howled a little drunkenly at each other.
Inside the bedroom Samuel lost no time in getting undressed and
then naked with a weeping dripping cock he started to undress
Big Dick. Soon the gay olive sun kissed skin was fully exposed and
Samuel began to gorge on the youthful body, licking and sucking and
gently nipping as new areas of skin became available. As his meal
progressed beyond the starter, Big Dick found the every ready tube
by the bedside and swilling back the last of his drink roughly began
to prepare the main course, starting with two of his stubby
sun-brown fingers.
As the welcome sensation of the first fingers insertion began
Samuel felt himself begin to heat up. There was nothing so erotic
to him as beautiful sun kissed gay olive skinned youth and he felt
his heartbeat step up a notch followed by his pulse. Salivating with
anticipation he left wet trails of lust across the young hard body
until at last his mouth came into contact with the holiday meat he
remembered so well. Greedily he slurped the already hard five inches
into his eager mouth and began sucking avidly the much loved love
muscle.
Big Dick was not hung, but his five-incher was in proportion with
his young body and Samuel well knew how Big Dick was a perfect
example of ‘its not how big it is, its what you do with it that
counts.’ Samuel was now positioned with his head over Big Dick’s
groin and his fingers probed arse at Big Dick’s head. The constant
probing was having its effect and Samuel felt his anal canal
sucking back as Big Dick pulled his two then three fingers back and
out.
No words were spoken as Samuel positioned himself on his knees and
Big Dick slid up between the open legs and took his place between
them. With one short thrust Big Dick buried himself to the hilt in
the warm tunnel that he knew so well. There was no waiting just the
constant hard thudding thrusting as the youth began hammering away
at Samuel’s fuck-chute.
Samuel felt a second of pain and then gay sensual heaven took over.
As the boy fucked Samuel drank in the smell of the boy as it wafted
around him, reminding him over and over again of the Samuels that
summer he had knelt in the same position Samuel and Samuel again
as Big Dick had fucked him. They did not make love, they made fuck.
The feeling of the boy’s soft skin as he bounced of Samuel’s arse
cheeks kept sending Samuel’s pulse racing faster and faster, the
steel of the body beneath the soft outer reminding him of the sexual
strength of the fuck body that was now servicing him. The quickening
deepening breaths Big Dick took excited Samuel higher and higher
reaching heights of lust and passion that he had ever fantasised
about. As the fucking motions quickened, Samuel alerted to
Big Dick’s impending climax concentrated on contracting his anal
muscles to provide greater pleasure not only to his fuckee but to
himself. He could feel the hard hot cock rubbing slightly against
his prostrate, just enough to prolong the elation and to increase
the anticipation of sexual pleasure.
Big Dick began to grunt and thrust and Samuel knew it was not long
now. He opened his legs slightly and with long experience backed
slightly harder against the hot invader. His fuckchute sucking at a
faster rate than Big Dick was fucking had the desired effect and the
boy now grunted heavily as he climaxed deep into Samuel’s lovechute;
the hot streams of boyspunk spitting hard against Samuel’s
prostrate and sending stream after stream of pleasure pounding
through Samuel’s wanton nerve lusted body.
Big Dick sated collapsed across Samuel’s hot gay trembling body as
Samuel shook on the edge of orgasm. Taking deep and deeper breaths
Samuel controlled the sensations that threatened to explode
throughout his nervous system. As the boy similarly took deep
breaths and murmured unknown words against his sweat covered back
Samuel regained control and gently began the gentle anal milking of
the still hard, still hot, still pulsing boy cock inside him.
Carefully he began to rotate his arsehole and manipulate his back as
gradually Big Dick’s breaths turned first to gentle moans and then
to pig like grunts. At this point Big Dick began to gain strength
and penile length and began to move slowly in Samuel with the
pulsing of his cock root.
“stud man,” Big Dick moaned between his increasing short grunts, “Oh
stud man, I hav missed you so much. So much, much, much,” and the
dance began again although this Samuel with a different beat. Now
they steadied into a gentle fucking action, still well, well short
of making love as Samuel was really only the one interested in
giving pleasure, Big Dick being really only interested in getting it
and off. Slowly, slowly the rate of action increased as Samuel
sought to hit the rate that would also bring himself off at the same
Samuel. Steady they evolved jointly into a mutual movement of
pleasure. Samuel sure of destinations end allowed his passion to
take over and started to lose himself in the climactic journey.
Now the bedroom door opened slowly and it was the draft of air
rather than any noise that alerted Samuel to the new presence in
the room. Startled he looked up, the sudden movement causing
Big Dick to grunt hard and for a moment they were out of sync.
Samuel looked up to see the one called Abbe standing in the
doorway, watching them; a cigarette held in one hand, the smoke
spiralling upwards to the ceiling, giving him a devilish look. The
gay youth was dressed in tight fitting slightly grubby looking off
white vest and briefs. The groin area was tented hard and out and as
Samuel watched he could see the youth’s cock pulsing and throbbing
and a damp patch had appeared over the obvious knob head. The gay
boy smiled, his white teeth gleaming in the light, but Samuel
noticed that his eyes glittered with something else. Samuel
shivered with anticipation of , he did not know what but he felt a
wave of concern cool over his skin.
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