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Dreaming Away My Virginity

Every night the dream s the same. . .



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I m sitting in a car parked in the upper floor of a two storey parking garage adjacent to a shopping mall. The vehicle is a small foreign car and there s barely enough room to tuck your legs under the dash. The windows of the car are open and the engine s off. The night is humid. It s quiet too even though this garage is right next to the busiest street in town. It s very late at night.



I m in the passenger seat. I m leaning back into the seat as if I m trying to fall asleep or something. I m looking out the windshield at the concrete wall.



There s a guy in the driver s seat. He s twentyish about my age and he s dressed just as casually as myself. I m never able to identify him but he feels like one of my friends. I don t know how I know this but I know. We re both just sitting there. Nobody s smoking nobody s talking nobody s listening to the radio. We re just sitting there.



Then after an eternity of sitting there this other guy reaches over and puts his hand between my legs. My cock goes from soft to hard in the blink of an eye. He starts rubbing me and I close my eyes. All I hear is the fabric of my jeans squeezed between his fingers. After clamping my member for a little while he starts to move his hand along the length of me through my pants. All the muscles in my body are loose. I m totally focused.



His hand leaves me for a second and goes up to the waistline of my pants. It slips underneath my jeans and my briefs. It ruffles my pubes for a second before it grips me and begins to pull on me. Now I start to breathe harder. It s a terrible hand job because of my jeans but I feel like I m gonna explode. He pulls back my foreskin and pinches my cockhead lightly between his thumb and forefinger. My briefs soak up the little dab of liquid this motion produces. His hand comes out of my pants.



He undoes the button and zipper on my jeans and he reaches underneath the elastic waistband of my briefs and pulls down. I lift my bum up off the car seat and feel the cold air run along my groin. He pulls my pants down just off my privates and I sit back down my butt settling into the warm seat.



The seat feels comfortable against my naked cheeks.



His mouth feels even more comfortable around my penis. The cold of the night is gone and my cock is encased in the wet warmth of this mystery guy s mouth. While sucking me he puts a hand between my legs and runs a finger along the skin beneath my sack. He never quite reaches my anus because it s between my buttcheeks pressed down on the seat. The slurping sounds echo along the parking garage but there s still no one around to hear it.



My cheeks clench and I ejaculate into his mouth. He sucks me like a straw. Not at drop runs out of his mouth. He sits back up and swallows one last time. He sounds like he s just taken a drink after a workout.



I hear the sound of a button and zipper being undone to my left. I open my eyes and look at the concrete wall but now I see pale flesh to my left down at this guy s groin. He puts his right hand on my neck and brings me down to his groin. I smell the musk coming from between his legs before I m poked in the face by his penis. The hand on my neck releases me and I stare at this bobbing organ for a few seconds. Then I blow him.



My mouth opens and I take him inside. He s warm and hard. Once I build up a rhythm of up and down up and down he also becomes salty. His pubes brush my left cheek when I go down. I suck hard on him when I come up. I try to pleasure him with my tongue but I m really not good at this.



My own cock is cool now that it is wet and exposed to the air. But it s not cold because it s still humid. The crack of my bum feels the coolness of exposure as the sweat that built up there from all the sitting I was doing now meets the air.



I run my hand up his inner thigh and rub him the way he rubbed me between the legs. I like him cannot reach his anus. I mash my hand into the heat and sweat of his taint and bring it out again resting it on his leg through his jeans.



He comes.



I m not ready for it. The first ejaculation hits me in the throat and I cough. I try to batten my lips onto his cock but I cannot. The second ejaculation hits the roof of my mouth as I m pulling away. The third hits me in the cheek. He puts his own hand in front of the orgasming cock and catches the remaining ejaculate.



I swallow what I was able to catch and it tastes salty and tart. I grab his wrist and pull the hand filled with semen to my mouth and begin to lick it. I swallow it all. I even wipe my cheek and swallow this too. I discover that semen tastes best when it is hot. Straight from the organ not sitting on skin in the open air.



We sit in silence for almost a half hour. Once again nobody says or does a thing and we re perfectly comfortable like this. The only difference now is that our pants are around our upper thighs and we have distinct tastes in out mouths. There is still nobody in the parking garage but us. The noise of traffic from the street is very faint. My mind tells me my life is very different now than it was a short while ago. I agree and feel good about that.



His soft fingers slide slightly under the left cheek of my bum and grab me. He pushes me up off my seat rolling me toward the door. I open my eyes slightly and grab the door sticking my head out the window. My legs come to life and lift me the rest of the way out of the seat. I awkwardly reposition myself so that I m kneeling on the seat my hands are on the door and my head shoulders and most of my chest is outside the passenger window. In the process I accidently bump him in the face with my bum.



He mounts me. He slides himself between my back and the roof of the car. He rests his head on my back. He kneels on the very edge of my seat and I feel his cock bounce against my backside. He spits into his left hand and rubs his cock – spits again and pokes my anus with a finger. He rubs the rest of the spit along my crack. Then he pushes into me.



I look at the empty garage as I m penetrated. He s slow but I still can t stop a few tears from falling. Skin starts slapping skin as he begins humping me. His breath is harsh and hot against my back and his hands clutch my hips as he pumps his cock into my rear again and again.



My tears stop as numbness takes away the pain. His groin is hot against my lower back and his pubes tickle me. My pants slide a little lower on my thighs. A slight breeze blows an empty bar wrapper across the pavement. The blowing air is warm. I m sweating a little now. He s sweating more. He can t quite choke off his moan and a little yelp echoes off the walls of the structure. I have a fraction of a second to think that if anyone was walking outside they definitely heard that.



The liquid heat of his sperm lights its flame in my lower back. The night was hot and humid but the semen feels like it s boiling and it radiates its heat temporarily to the rest of my torso. He stops humping and holds my body for a second before he pulls himself out of my rectum and sits back down in his seat.



My mind tells me that my life has changed drastically this time. I stay in my position and regain my composure. My anus is tingling and my breath returns to normal. My bum must be in his face. I can smell the salty stuffy scent of sex in the car so he must be overwhelmed by it given his proximity to my butt.



I breathe the humid air and hear him do up his pants. He does not start the car or make a move to leave. So I stay in my position a little while longer. My virginity recedes into the past a little at a time. Five minutes. . .six minutes. . .seven minutes. I don t miss it. Though the actions of the night are all initiated by him so far I have wanted every one of them. I never told him this but he seems to know. This may be one of the reasons he feels like my friend.



I finally sit down again. However I do not pull up my pants. Instead I undo his again. I grab his right butt cheek and lift him. He positions himself on his own seat just the way I did on mine several minutes ago. When his upper body is out the window and his rump s in the air I pull down his jeans. They fall around his knees on the seat. I see the vertical line of his crack through his white briefs. I pull them down and expose him. He is smooth. I smell him. The stuffy salty scent of his orgasm is still there along with the smell of sweat from between his legs.



I mount him the same way he mounted me. If anyone drove into the parking garage they d be looking straight into my bum.



I spit into my hand as he did and spread it on my cock and in his anus.



I enter him. He is tight and hot. He doesn t seem to have done this part before. He is as tight as I must have been. So I go slow for him. When I m in I hold his shoulders with my hands and begin pumping my cock into and out of his rectum.



His sphincter is tight around me. His crack sweaty from his own session behind me leaves a vertical line of moist warmth on my skin and in my pubic hair. I rest my head on his back and continue humping.



His insides are hot. A bead of sweat rolls off my nose and is absorbed into the back of his t-shirt. I love the feel of the smoothness of his legs against mine. One of my hands goes down to his pubes and clutches. I don t pull I just take a handful to feel. My sack thumps his lower buttocks each time I enter him.



I feel the tickle in the center of my cock and then everything around my groin clenches. I come into him. It lubricates the end of the sex very well. I release his pubes and shoulder and sit back down. He sits too.



He starts the car and there is noise at last in the parking garage. I put my left hand on his penis and he puts his right hand on my thigh. He drives out of the garage. Nobody saw our sweaty sticky uneducated rutting in the front seat of his car in the second level of that parking garage. However as we pass the lower level on our way to the road we see some college kids smoking in the lower level. I wonder what they may have heard but I don t care.



Before we enter traffic we both pull up our pants. We still haven t said a word.



* * *



Every night the dream s the same. . .

sitting there. Nobody s smoking nobody s talking nobody s listening to the radio. We re just sitting there.



Then after an eternity of sitting there this other guy reaches over and puts his hand between my legs. My cock goes from soft to hard in the blink of an eye. He starts rubbing me and I close my eyes. All I hear is the fabric of my jeans squeezed between his fingers. After clamping my member for a little while he starts to move his hand along the length of me through my pants. All the muscles in my body are loose. I m totally focused.



His hand leaves me for a second and goes up to the waistline of my pants. It slips underneath my jeans and my briefs. It ruffles my pubes for a second before it grips me and begins to pull on me. Now I start to breathe harder. It s a terrible hand job because of my jeans but I feel like I m gonna explode. He pulls back my foreskin and pinches my cockhead lightly between his thumb and forefinger. My briefs soak up the little dab of liquid this motion produces. His hand comes out of my pants.



He undoes the button and zipper on my jeans and he reaches underneath the elastic waistband of my briefs and pulls down. I lift my bum up off the car seat and feel the cold air run along my groin. He pulls my pants down just off my privates and I sit back down my butt settling into the warm seat.



The seat feels comfortable against my naked cheeks.



His mouth feels even more comfortable around my penis. The cold of the night is gone and my cock is encased in the wet warmth of this mystery guy s mouth. While sucking me he puts a hand between my legs and runs a finger along the skin beneath my sack. He never quite reaches my anus because it s between my buttcheeks pressed down on the seat. The slurping sounds echo along the parking garage but there s still no one around to hear it.



My cheeks clench and I ejaculate into his mouth. He sucks me like a straw. Not at drop runs out of his mouth. He sits back up and swallows one last time. He sounds like he s just taken a drink after a workout.



I hear the sound of a button and zipper being undone to my left. I open my eyes and look at the concrete wall but now I see pale flesh to my left down at this guy s groin. He puts his right hand on my neck and brings me down to his groin. I smell the musk coming from between his legs before I m poked in the face by his penis. The hand on my neck releases me and I stare at this bobbing organ for a few seconds. Then I blow him.



My mouth opens and I take him inside. He s warm and hard. Once I build up a rhythm of up and down up and down he also becomes salty. His pubes brush my left cheek when I go down. I suck hard on him when I come up. I try to pleasure him with my tongue but I m really not good at this.



My own cock is cool now that it is wet and exposed to the air. But it s not cold because it s still humid. The crack of my bum feels the coolness of exposure as the sweat that built up there from all the sitting I was doing now meets the air.



I run my hand up his inner thigh and rub him the way he rubbed me between the legs. I like him cannot reach his anus. I mash my hand into the heat and sweat of his taint and bring it out again resting it on his leg through his jeans.



He comes.



I m not ready for it. The first ejaculation hits me in the throat and I cough. I try to batten my lips onto his cock but I cannot. The second ejaculation hits the roof of my mouth as I m pulling away. The third hits me in the cheek. He puts his own hand in front of the orgasming cock and catches the remaining ejaculate.



I swallow what I was able to catch and it tastes salty and tart. I grab his wrist and pull the hand filled with semen to my mouth and begin to lick it. I swallow it all. I even wipe my cheek and swallow this too. I discover that semen tastes best when it is hot. Straight from the organ not sitting on skin in the open air.



We sit in silence for almost a half hour. Once again nobody says or does a thing and we re perfectly comfortable like this. The only difference now is that our pants are around our upper thighs and we have distinct tastes in out mouths. There is still nobody in the parking garage but us. The noise of traffic from the street is very faint. My mind tells me my life is very different now than it was a short while ago. I agree and feel good about that.



His soft fingers slide slightly under the left cheek of my bum and grab me. He pushes me up off my seat rolling me toward the door. I open my eyes slightly and grab the door sticking my head out the window. My legs come to life and lift me the rest of the way out of the seat. I awkwardly reposition myself so that I m kneeling on the seat my hands are on the door and my head shoulders and most of my chest is outside the passenger window. In the process I accidently bump him in the face with my bum.



He mounts me. He slides himself between my back and the roof of the car. He rests his head on my back. He kneels on the very edge of my seat and I feel his cock bounce against my backside. He spits into his left hand and rubs his cock – spits again and pokes my anus with a finger. He rubs the rest of the spit along my crack. Then he pushes into me.



I look at the empty garage as I m penetrated. He s slow but I still can t stop a few tears from falling. Skin starts slapping skin as he begins humping me. His breath is harsh and hot against my back and his hands clutch my hips as he pumps his cock into my rear again and again.



My tears stop as numbness takes away the pain. His groin is hot against my lower back and his pubes tickle me. My pants slide a little lower on my thighs. A slight breeze blows an empty bar wrapper across the pavement. The blowing air is warm. I m sweating a little now. He s sweating more. He can t quite choke off his moan and a little yelp echoes off the walls of the structure. I have a fraction of a second to think that if anyone was walking outside they definitely heard that.



The liquid heat of his sperm lights its flame in my lower back. The night was hot and humid but the semen feels like it s boiling and it radiates its heat temporarily to the rest of my torso. He stops humping and holds my body for a second before he pulls himself out of my rectum and sits back down in his seat.



My mind tells me that my life has changed drastically this time. I stay in my position and regain my composure. My anus is tingling and my breath returns to normal. My bum must be in his face. I can smell the salty stuffy scent of sex in the car so he must be overwhelmed by it given his proximity to my butt.



I breathe the humid air and hear him do up his pants. He does not start the car or make a move to leave. So I stay in my position a little while longer. My virginity recedes into the past a little at a time. Five minutes. . .six minutes. . .seven minutes. I don t miss it. Though the actions of the night are all initiated by him so far I have wanted every one of them. I never told him this but he seems to know. This may be one of the reasons he feels like my friend.



I finally sit down again. However I do not pull up my pants. Instead I undo his again. I grab his right butt cheek and lift him. He positions himself on his own seat just the way I did on mine several minutes ago. When his upper body is out the window and his rump s in the air I pull down his jeans. They fall around his knees on the seat. I see the vertical line of his crack through his white briefs. I pull them down and expose him. He is smooth. I smell him. The stuffy salty scent of his orgasm is still there along with the smell of sweat from between his legs.



I mount him the same way he mounted me. If anyone drove into the parking garage they d be looking straight into my bum.



I spit into my hand as he did and spread it on my cock and in his anus.



I enter him. He is tight and hot. He doesn t seem to have done this part before. He is as tight as I must have been. So I go slow for him. When I m in I hold his shoulders with my hands and begin pumping my cock into and out of his rectum.



His sphincter is tight around me. His crack sweaty from his own session behind me leaves a vertical line of moist warmth on my skin and in my pubic hair. I rest my head on his back and continue humping.



His insides are hot. A bead of sweat rolls off my nose and is absorbed into the back of his t-shirt. I love the feel of the smoothness of his legs against mine. One of my hands goes down to his pubes and clutches. I don t pull I just take a handful to feel. My sack thumps his lower buttocks each time I enter him.



I feel the tickle in the center of my cock and then everything around my groin clenches. I come into him. It lubricates the end of the sex very well. I release his pubes and shoulder and sit back down. He sits too.



He starts the car and there is noise at last in the parking garage. I put my left hand on his penis and he puts his right hand on my thigh. He drives out of the garage. Nobody saw our sweaty sticky uneducated rutting in the front seat of his car in the second level of that parking garage. However as we pass the lower level on our way to the road we see some college kids smoking in the lower level. I wonder what they may have heard but I don t care.



Before we enter traffic we both pull up our pants. We still haven t said a word.



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Every night the dream s the same. . .

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Clean Sweep

I was a regular at the local YMCA for many years. I liked going since they had a good weight room and I also enjoyed playing basketball with the feelers. It was always the same group of guys playing against whoever showed up. We had all been playing together for a few years now. We knew each other s moves and reactions and pretty much dominated the courts. We would all hang out after playing ball and on the weekends when we did not have something to do with our special loved ones.



Unlike the other guys I was single and had been for about three years now. I was divorced after an ugly marriage. The guys would joke with me and try and set me up with co-workers sisters or whoever their wives would want me to date. I took them up on the offers most the time just to make everyone happy. I did not care for the women very much but I made the best of it when I was out with them.



I had always had my eye on Jack he was about 29 5 10 short brown hair stunning green eyes and very muscular. We worked out a lot together and of course after basketball games we all would take showers in the men s room. I had admired his body for a long time and always wanted to take him out. I had never seen him with a women or heard him talk about one either. I was trying to stay in the closet which is why I was taking those women out. Jack never talked about his personal life and we never asked about it just one of those things that we just let go.



One day after a few games of basketball I had asked Jack if he wanted to spot me on the weights and he agreed since he was not doing anything for a couple hours. So we go over to the free weights and start to warm up. Jack was wearing a pair of bicycle shorts and a muscle shirt. As I laid on the bench he was standing on the stool to hold the bar and as I am looking up to make sure he was ready to spot me I could see up his shorts. I had seen the head of his dick just looking down at me. I could feel my dick get hard just thinking about it. I had to close my eyes since I wanted to work out a little bit before I made a move on him.



I pumped out 10 reps real quick and got up. I had asked Jack if he was doing anything important later tonight. He said that he was going to this new club in the city and asked if I wanted to come along with him? Without hesitation I agreed to. I got back on the bench and started to think about his dick again. I have seen it in the shower but not like this in the shower you try and not to look but it was like he wanted me to look. I had to concentrate on something else so I could get a workout done. I did another 10 reps and got up. I told Jack that I was done was acting like I was sore from playing basketball. So I headed to the locker room. As we walked through the gym and the courts it was pretty empty had a couple women running and some kids playing basketball.



We walked into the locker room and our lockers were near each other. Today was different than most days for Jack just took his clothes off and did not try to cover himself up. He came over to my locker and had asked me if I had seen that new female at the counter today. I could not help but look at his manhood it was half-erect and was thick. He was shaved around his stomach his whole body was shaved to show off his muscular body. I was getting excited just thinking about his hard dick in my mouth. I played it off and told him yeah she was a hot chick.



I got undressed and did not try to cover up since Jack did not. I had a descent body was not as buff as Jack was but I could hold my own against him. I did not shave though and had some hair around my chest but very little around my manhood. I liked that shaved myself. I get into the shower and start the water. Jack decides that he wants to take one right next to me. We start talking about how we have been playing basketball for years now and that we all have been pretty good friends. He asks if could ask me a question I said sure go ahead. He starts by saying that he has never mentioned his personal life over the years and was wondering what the guys thought about that. I told him that we do not care if you want talk about it you will if not you wont. He just smiles and says all right cause I want to tell you something about me. My heart was beating 100mph with the anticipation of what he might say. He says the reason I never talk about my live is cause I never wanted to lose you guys as friends. I like playing basketball and working out with you all but I am gay. I have been for the last 5 yr. now. I think he could tell that I was kind of happy but shocked. I reassured him that it would not bother any of us and that I would not tell anyone.



I turned off the shower and headed to the steam room was still in shock but was happy inside. I told Jack that he could join and we could finish the conversation if he wanted to. So he joins in the steam room. He starts by telling me that he has never been with a woman and he came out of the closet like eight years ago and his parents dis-own him for being gay. I could relate to that. As I sat on the upper bench he sat on step below me. I put my towel down so that I could sit since it was a little warm inside the room. Jack had his around him so it was not bothering him.



We continued to talk about him coming out of the closet and then he puts his hand on my knee and asks me what I think about all this. My dick almost stood up since the whole time I was thinking how nice it would be for him to just start kissing me and sucking on my dick right here right now. I know he seen my dick get harder for he was rubbing my knee and asking me well? Well? What you think?



I told him it was a surprise to learn that and that deep down I had suspected it and now it was true. When I said that I gave him a wink and a little smile. I think he knew what I was getting at for he moved a little closer to my and started to move his hands down my things. My dick was getting harder and harder. Jack said you like me touching you in this way? I could not say a word for I was speechless. Being speechless was a key for him though for he reached down and put my balls in his hand and gently squeezed them. I was hard as a rock and did not know what to do.



I did not have to worry about doing anything for Jack turned completely around and took my dick and kissed the tip of my dick. I know he liked what he had in his hand for I was about 7 3/8 in long and about 5/8 in diameter. I had a nice size dick when it was hard. It was not one of the ones that curve up like a banana it was straight and hard. Jack was kissing the tip of my head and caressing my balls in the steam room I was getting hotter than I should be. The next thing I know he has my dick in his mouth deep throbbing it. Holding my sides as he goes deeper. I had never experienced a hot blowjob like this in my life. The thrill of someone walking in and seeing a guy sucking another guys dick. He was sucking and sucking playing with my balls and wanting more of it. He would suck on the head of my dick then lick the shaft and suck on my balls.



Damn was he good. I had my hands on his broad shoulders telling him to suck me make me cum. He wanted my hard dick in his mouth and for me to cum. As Jack started to suck harder and faster I knew I was building up a powerful orgasm. I told him I was about ready and he did not even slow down. I started to tense up and he started to play with my ass teasing my ass some made me tense want to explode right then. As I was about ready to cum Jack stuck a finger in my ass and that was all it took I shot one heck of a load into his mouth and he started to finger my ass faster and squeeze my check with the other hand I let out another load into his mouth and was relieved since I was feeling so good.



After I had finished he made sure that my dick was nice and clean he licked every ounce of cum that I had just shot out. My knees were weak and my heart was racing. Then Jack got up and said that he had to take a shower again. I got out of the steam room and started to cool off. I had asked Jack if we were still on for going out tonight cause I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. Of course Jack was all up for it and finished up the shower.



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I had always had my eye on Jack he was about 29 5 10 short brown hair stunning green eyes and very muscular. We worked out a lot together and of course after basketball games we all would take showers in the men s room. I had admired his body for a long time and always wanted to take him out. I had never seen him with a women or heard him talk about one either. I was trying to stay in the closet which is why I was taking those women out. Jack never talked about his personal life and we never asked about it just one of those things that we just let go.



One day after a few games of basketball I had asked Jack if he wanted to spot me on the weights and he agreed since he was not doing anything for a couple hours. So we go over to the free weights and start to warm up. Jack was wearing a pair of bicycle shorts and a muscle shirt. As I laid on the bench he was standing on the stool to hold the bar and as I am looking up to make sure he was ready to spot me I could see up his shorts. I had seen the head of his dick just looking down at me. I could feel my dick get hard just thinking about it. I had to close my eyes since I wanted to work out a little bit before I made a move on him.



I pumped out 10 reps real quick and got up. I had asked Jack if he was doing anything important later tonight. He said that he was going to this new club in the city and asked if I wanted to come along with him? Without hesitation I agreed to. I got back on the bench and started to think about his dick again. I have seen it in the shower but not like this in the shower you try and not to look but it was like he wanted me to look. I had to concentrate on something else so I could get a workout done. I did another 10 reps and got up. I told Jack that I was done was acting like I was sore from playing basketball. So I headed to the locker room. As we walked through the gym and the courts it was pretty empty had a couple women running and some kids playing basketball.



We walked into the locker room and our lockers were near each other. Today was different than most days for Jack just took his clothes off and did not try to cover himself up. He came over to my locker and had asked me if I had seen that new female at the counter today. I could not help but look at his manhood it was half-erect and was thick. He was shaved around his stomach his whole body was shaved to show off his muscular body. I was getting excited just thinking about his hard dick in my mouth. I played it off and told him yeah she was a hot chick.



I got undressed and did not try to cover up since Jack did not. I had a descent body was not as buff as Jack was but I could hold my own against him. I did not shave though and had some hair around my chest but very little around my manhood. I liked that shaved myself. I get into the shower and start the water. Jack decides that he wants to take one right next to me. We start talking about how we have been playing basketball for years now and that we all have been pretty good friends. He asks if could ask me a question I said sure go ahead. He starts by saying that he has never mentioned his personal life over the years and was wondering what the guys thought about that. I told him that we do not care if you want talk about it you will if not you wont. He just smiles and says all right cause I want to tell you something about me. My heart was beating 100mph with the anticipation of what he might say. He says the reason I never talk about my live is cause I never wanted to lose you guys as friends. I like playing basketball and working out with you all but I am gay. I have been for the last 5 yr. now. I think he could tell that I was kind of happy but shocked. I reassured him that it would not bother any of us and that I would not tell anyone.



I turned off the shower and headed to the steam room was still in shock but was happy inside. I told Jack that he could join and we could finish the conversation if he wanted to. So he joins in the steam room. He starts by telling me that he has never been with a woman and he came out of the closet like eight years ago and his parents dis-own him for being gay. I could relate to that. As I sat on the upper bench he sat on step below me. I put my towel down so that I could sit since it was a little warm inside the room. Jack had his around him so it was not bothering him.



We continued to talk about him coming out of the closet and then he puts his hand on my knee and asks me what I think about all this. My dick almost stood up since the whole time I was thinking how nice it would be for him to just start kissing me and sucking on my dick right here right now. I know he seen my dick get harder for he was rubbing my knee and asking me well? Well? What you think?



I told him it was a surprise to learn that and that deep down I had suspected it and now it was true. When I said that I gave him a wink and a little smile. I think he knew what I was getting at for he moved a little closer to my and started to move his hands down my things. My dick was getting harder and harder. Jack said you like me touching you in this way? I could not say a word for I was speechless. Being speechless was a key for him though for he reached down and put my balls in his hand and gently squeezed them. I was hard as a rock and did not know what to do.



I did not have to worry about doing anything for Jack turned completely around and took my dick and kissed the tip of my dick. I know he liked what he had in his hand for I was about 7 3/8 in long and about 5/8 in diameter. I had a nice size dick when it was hard. It was not one of the ones that curve up like a banana it was straight and hard. Jack was kissing the tip of my head and caressing my balls in the steam room I was getting hotter than I should be. The next thing I know he has my dick in his mouth deep throbbing it. Holding my sides as he goes deeper. I had never experienced a hot blowjob like this in my life. The thrill of someone walking in and seeing a guy sucking another guys dick. He was sucking and sucking playing with my balls and wanting more of it. He would suck on the head of my dick then lick the shaft and suck on my balls.



Damn was he good. I had my hands on his broad shoulders telling him to suck me make me cum. He wanted my hard dick in his mouth and for me to cum. As Jack started to suck harder and faster I knew I was building up a powerful orgasm. I told him I was about ready and he did not even slow down. I started to tense up and he started to play with my ass teasing my ass some made me tense want to explode right then. As I was about ready to cum Jack stuck a finger in my ass and that was all it took I shot one heck of a load into his mouth and he started to finger my ass faster and squeeze my check with the other hand I let out another load into his mouth and was relieved since I was feeling so good.



After I had finished he made sure that my dick was nice and clean he licked every ounce of cum that I had just shot out. My knees were weak and my heart was racing. Then Jack got up and said that he had to take a shower again. I got out of the steam room and started to cool off. I had asked Jack if we were still on for going out tonight cause I wanted to make him feel as good as I was feeling. Of course Jack was all up for it and finished up the shower.



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A Boy Who Came In from the Cold Ch. 02

Chapter Two – LIVE AT THE FALCON



A WORD FROM YOUR AUTHOR: A warning to those who regularly read these evil perverted stories. THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SHAMELESS HETEROSEXUAL NAUGHTINESS. If such behaviour offends or revolts you please skip most of the last page. To the rest of you happy degenerates enjoy! xx. Sadie



THE MORNING AFTER:



Rayne needed to sleep after the rigors of his enema-induced multiple climax. Ant curled up with him under the duvet for a while holding the beautiful young man in his arms until his breathing slowed and steadied. However he could not relax. Once he was sure that Rayne was sound asleep he got up again and wrapped the quilt snugly around his delicious new house-boy then pulled on some clothes.



It had stopped snowing outside and once he came up on deck he took a long breath of the damp cold London air wishing they were somewhere warmer somewhere he could sail out onto the open ocean and drop anchor to screw Rayne naked on the decking in the balmy sunshine. The kid needed some sun on his skin. He was pale as milk. Warmth and light would help to heal some of those nasty bruises on his skinny arms and lean thighs.



As he walked along the embankment Ant was in a kind of reverie. He wanted to tell everyone he met about the fantastic sex he and Rayne had enjoyed last night and how this gorgeous boy was still sprawled naked in his bed waiting for Ant to come home and fuck him some more.



At the shop he rummaged around vaguely trying to find something that his young guest might eat without turning up his pretty nose. He had never cooked for a vegetarian lodger and had no idea where to start. Since the kid had already attempted milky tea he decided that Rayne was probably not one of those militant veggies who would not even sit in the same room as a pat of butter and bought cheese pasta tomatoes and chillies and a large bag of apples. The girl at the checkout was one of Mr Gulati s casual assistants a big bottle-blonde Ukrainian immigrant who never met the eye of anyone that came to her till. The pink checked overall she wore was almost too small stretched tight across her voluminous breasts and big round arse straining the buttonholes until they looked ready to pop open.



Ant speculated idly that she was nude beneath the coverall (or coverlittle!). There was no telltale bra line and he could not imagine how she might have squeezed a layer of clothing between the polyester garment and her milky skin. He could see her nipples pressing prominently against the pink and white material. His cock stirred in his pants as he imagined how her huge white tits would spill over the counter if the buttons burst from their overstretched holes. He wondered if she would even notice she seemed so immured to everything else around her.



As she checked his shopping through with her customary ennui he contemplated how it would feel to have her big bare breasts spilling out of his hands as he thrust himself into her plump wet pussy from behind. Would she even acknowledge his presence as he forced her over the counter and pounded her with his cock (which was almost unbearably hard again now)? He wondered if Rayne would like to do her too and the idea of his gorgeous new companion on his knees eating her plump wet cunt in the shower as Ant fucked her from behind almost made him cream his pants.



Five pounds twenty five she said atonally breaking into his fantasy one ringed and taloned hand outstretched for the money. Her nails were long and candyfloss pink. Her gaze was fixed on the till readout.



Ant fumbled for the cash and stuffed his shopping into a carrier bag as she got his change.



Do you have a boyfriend? he asked her as she dumped the money in his hand.



She actually looked at him for a moment a blue-grey gaze that swept him like an arctic wind from his crotch to the top of his head. Then in a husky monotone she dismissed him.



Get lost!



Back on the boat he found the young man awake his hair already damp from the shower and wished privately that he had delayed his trip to the shops for a while so that he might join Rayne under the cascade for some more water sports. The boy was now perched up in the bows smoking a roll-up gazing out at the river with a curious yearning. His clothes had dried out overnight for he was dressed and wrapped in the throw from the galley sofa. He glanced over one skinny shoulder as Ant climbed back on board and flashed a smile that did not reach his beautiful eyes before returning his attention to the scene beyond the prow of the boat.



Are you okay? Ant dumped the shopping and scrambled forward to lean on the bow rail beside him. Rayne blew out a long plume of smoke chin tilted upward slightly and eyes half closed.



I ll live he exhaled huskily.



Not for much longer if you carry on smoking those things without a roach Ant pointed out.



Who made you my mother? Rayne did not look at him. Long black lashes shielded his ice green gaze as he surveyed the cold dark waters of the Thames.



Ant shook his head in disbelief. How could this kid be so gorgeously hot one minute and yet so completely distant and frigid the next? He was a total mystery and one that Ant was determined to unravel.



Are you hungry? he wanted to know. Only I though I could cook us dinner tonight. I hope you like pasta?



Beneath him Rayne sucked steadily on the crumpled cigarette between his fingers then removed it from his mouth and seemed to contemplate it for a moment as if it might answer the question for him. He breathed out the words in a wreath of smoke.



Very domestic all of a sudden aren t we?



Ant experienced a little twinge of irritation. What was it with young people these days first the girl in the shop and now Rayne Wilde? They were so bloody antagonistic.



I have to eat even if you don t. If it were down to me I d just put a steak on the grill pan and be done with it but madam won t eat that will she? Oh no!



That had some effect. Rayne looked up at him again somewhat quizzically. His pale face was almost girlish beneath the tumble of blond-tipped fringe framed in that soft woollen throw. All Ant could suddenly think about was the way those full bloodless lips felt wrapped around the shaft of his cock. He got another hard on right away and pushed his hands into his coat pockets drawing them together over the offending protuberance. It simply refused to stay dormant this morning. The boy frowned slightly though probably not at the bulge in his pants as he had not taken his eyes off Ant s face. He looked slightly perplexed as though the outburst had come as a surprise to him.



Pasta s fine he said at last with a shrug of his shoulders as he looked away.



Ant was about to give up on him and go back inside. It was still bloody cold up here even with his coat on but he glanced back once as he made his careful way towards the hatch.



I am worried about you you know he told the youngster. It s not just the sex. If you regret it…



I don t Rayne said before he could finish the sentence. I don t regret it all right?



He sucked the life out of his roll-up and flicked the dying embers away into the cold grey river as he pushed himself to his feet. Ant wondered if he imagined the darkness that he felt gather around the boy in that moment.



What day is it? Rayne asked bluntly as Ant was making toast in the galley. The younger man had shed his woollen wrap and was pacing the small living area in tight artfully torn bleached blue jeans and a skinny-fit black tee shirt. His sneakers squeaked on the polished wood of the floor as he turned on every fourth step.



I wish you d sit still Ant said with a shake of his head. It s Friday all right. The day after Thursday when we spent all day screwing which was the day after Wednesday the day I fished you out of the fucking snow and saved your life. Will you cool it for a couple of hours?



Again Rayne stared at him with the unfocussed expression of a creature ripped from its natural environment and thrown to the lions. He took a quick breath then another. Ant recalled what he had admitted the other day about his drug use and was the first to look away. The hunger in his eyes was not for food or for sex or even affection. He wanted his fix.



Sit down Ant told him forcing himself to be calm. You need to eat. I don t care what you think. I m not gonna let you starve yourself…



I think I ve got a gig tonight! Rayne interrupted him clearly having listened to none of this.



Ant risked a glance but the boy was tearing through the contents of his guitar case now swearing under his breath. The other man blinked wondering if he had completely misread the last half-hour.



Rayne was swearing softly flicking through the notebook that contained his random smut as he hunted down the information he so obviously needed. At last his frantic fingers stilled and he poked at the page in front of him. Tonight! We ve got a gig at the fuckin Falcon tonight !



That… that s good isn t it? Ant ventured wary of the potential backlash. He buttered the toast vigorously and grated some of the soft yellow cheddar over it before tucking it back under the grill.



I ve not practised! I ve nothing to wear ! All my stuff s back at… He ran out of words and huffed rapidly shaking his head.



Then we ll go and get it after breakfast Ant said rationally.



Did you not fuckin listen to me at all yesterday? Rayne shrilled metaphorically climbing the walls. If I go back there he s gonna rip my fuckin bollocks off!



Then we ll go out this afternoon and get you something else to wear Ant countered managing to keep his voice calm and quiet. It s no big deal Rayne.



The boy blinked at him rapidly then turned away. Ant was on the verge of going to him but he looked back suddenly naked bewilderment in his eyes his voice curious and less agitated. Why?



I m not on the poverty line. I can afford to buy you something decent I m sure. The aroma of singed cheddar teased his nostrils and he rescued the grill tray glad of the distraction. Rayne s expression was somewhere between frightened puppy and potential cock whore . He knew the kid was not naГЇve. His next question was half expected.



What do I have to do for that ?



Ant took a deep breath. Nothing… if you really don t want to. Look… He risked a glance. Rayne was staring at him incredulously. You were nice enough to me last night. I thought you were enjoying it. If you weren t …



I… Rayne interrupted him then could not speak for a moment. I…



Come and sit down Ant told him. Have something to eat and let me look after you. God knows you need someone to look after you.



The boy bristled for a few seconds clearly offended by this implication but the smell of hot food finally won him over. As Ant put out two plates on the table and set the larger dish of Rarebit between them he seemed to deflate and came quietly to heel. He ate in silence eyed lowered like a ravenous animal. Ant made three helpings and he scarfed his share down every time and most of Ant s third ration too.



Good? the older man asked gently at last as he was licking his fingers still huffing softly under his breath.



A nod was his only answer. Rayne s tangled hair screened his face shut away his feelings.



It s been a while since anyone took proper care of you hasn t it? Ant suggested carefully.



I… I don t need it his guest stated in a defensive tone. He lifted his head now glaring back at Ant through the cascade of his bi-tonal forelock. I can look after myself.



Yeah I can see that. Ant sighed and shook his head. What am I gonna do with you huh?



He could think of quite a few options but given the mood that Rayne was in this morning decided it might well be wiser to keep them to himself. Instead he washed the breakfast dishes and put them away. His guest made no attempt to assist with this. Whilst Ant was busy in the galley he retrieved his guitar and spent the next half hour plucking and picking at the strings making what sounded pretty much like random noise to Ant s ears.



What sort of music is that? he asked at last returning to the living area to observe Rayne s progress.



Know something about music do you? the boy sneered cynically without looking up. Then before Ant could respond It sounds all right when it s plugged in.



Ant left him to it and went for a shower.



I need to make a phone call Rayne informed him when he stepped out of the bathroom naked. The boy had put his guitar away and now the case was propped up in the doorway.



Ahh… I was hoping we could… you know? Ant looked suggestively at him. Before I get dressed again.



The younger man s pale eyes moved dispassionately over him from his feet to his face. Later… maybe. Have you got a phone or do I need to find a box?



His host sighed wearily. There s a kiosk up near the pier. I ll walk there with you if you like.



No need. Rayne had already bounced to his feet and was rattling the loose change in his pocket speculatively as he headed for the door. He grabbed the guitar case and threw it across one skinny shoulder then vanished up the steps onto the deck before Ant could even call him back.



He had pulled on some trousers and a warmer shirt and come back to the kitchen to look for some mints stashed in his coat pocket before he discovered that his wallet was missing.



Swearing under his breath Ant raced back along the embankment towards Greenwich Pier hoping desperately that Rayne was serious about making that phone call. He was cursing his own naivete as much as Rayne Wylde s name. The boy had not glossed over his background and still Ant had trusted him maybe because he wanted to prove himself wrong above all. He wanted to believe that Rayne was redeemable even if it was just for the sake of his own libido. Their incessant lovemaking yesterday had been out of this world. Ant refused to accept that it had just been Rayne s way of getting under his skin softening him up.



Soft he certainly had not been. In fact he could not remember a lover who had kept him hard and satisfied for so long.



There was a queue of people waiting to use the telephone booths on the pier and none of them remotely resembled Rayne. Ant leaned on the railings and looked frantically up and down the embankment for a fleeting glimpse of that blond-tipped sable fringe fluttering in the watery June sunlight. It was all in vain. Rayne Wylde had vanished completely.



He contemplated ringing the police and his credit card company to report the theft of his wallet. At least they might track him down if he tried to use the card. Ant trudged towards the foot tunnel instead. The idea of confronting his sexy lover in a prison cell confined and restless at the mercy of his horny uniformed gaolers caused a stirring in his trouser crotch but he could not do it. He would find the little bitch and punish him personally.



THE SEARCH:



Enquiries made on the other side of the river led Ant relentlessly towards Camden. He stopped in at the bank on the way there told them he d mislaid his wallet and by showing ID managed to obtain at least enough money to tide him over until he was able to recover his cards. Luckily he was always able to recall his bank account number and the pretty buxom cashier there knew his face since he had chatted her up on plenty of previous occasions. It was she who informed him of the whereabouts of the Falcon. He thanked her and promised to take her for a drink in return which she diplomatically did not decline.



Why can t I always fall for nice girls like that? he grumbled to himself as he headed for the tube station at Whitechapel. Of course he knew the answer before he even thought the question. Girls like that would never do the kind of things that he had been up to with Rayne on the boat last night.



He spent the day drifting in and out of pubs and shops in the Camden Lock area one eye always open for the distinctive sight of blond on black hair and the flash of a fierce preoccupied lime-green gaze across a crowded street. He wished that he had managed to get some of the photographs printed so that he could at least ask if anyone had seen the boy he was searching for.



Shortly after lunch he found the Falcon pub tucked away on Royal College Street which looked closed until he tried the door and tumbled into the smoky darkness of the snug. Beyond this realm of all day drinkers was another section with a small dance floor and a stage. He located the bar and ordered a pint of lager only realising when he came to make enquiries that he had never asked the name of Rayne s band.



The bartender who looked even younger than Rayne Wylde was busy wiping pint glasses with a dirty looking rag. He never met Ant s eyes and hid away behind a tumble of greasy mouse-brown hair as the older man asked if there was live music tonight.



Couple a bands on yeah he responded without pausing between words so that it sounded like a bizarre new language.



You seen any of them before? Are they any good? Ant persisted handing him a tenner in exchange for his lukewarm pint.



The youth shrugged. Dunno.



You haven t seen one of their guitarists in here have you? Little guy really skinny green eyes and black hair with… He broke off as the young man lifted his head catching a glint of a sceptical stare behind his forelock. He was appraised for a moment then the bartender rummaged for a fiver and handed over his change.



Nobody like that nah he muttered returning to his glass polishing duties.



Ant considered pressing the issue but the deliberate evasion suggested to him that he would be better off just biding his time and staking the place out. If Rayne had not been lying about the show then at some point he was going to have to turn up. He found a quiet corner free of career drinkers and a discarded newspaper settling down behind it with his pint.



Posters on the wall by the doorway informed him that there were three groups playing tonight. One of them was called Pantylicker which amused him. Also on the bill were Adolescent Sex and The Spangles. It was billed as a Nite of Manacal Punk Mayhem and Ant was already pretty sure that had nothing to do with BDSM.



At about five thirty by which time Ant was already on to his third pint and was beginning to wonder if Rayne had just made the whole thing up a bunch of youngsters in scruffy denims and baggy sweaters rolled into the Falcon. From their inane conversation and scarecrow clothes he quickly deduced that they were students but as other ragbag misfits began to file into the venue in twos and threes a social pecking order was quickly established. One little group had formed around a couple of girls in heavy black eyeliner and short mesh skirts mainly younger plainer looking females but one or two skinny boys in make-up as well.



A separate slightly older crowd had begun to congregate at the bar in original punk attire complete with safety pins. They wore their hair in many colours and severely gelled spikes. Even the women among them looked tough. One was wearing a tee shirt with Lick my Box Bitch sprayed across the chest. Her blue jeans were so tight that he could see the outline of her pussy lips against the snug material.



Two young men with longer hair one of whom was carrying a guitar hurried in and looked around hopefully before taking a place at the other end of the bar from the punk crowd. The guy with the case was tall and blond haired dressed in dark baggy jeans and a striped multi-coloured top. His mane hung down into his eyes and he shook it away from his face almost constantly. The smaller of the pair was wearing suit pants and an open necked ladies blouse in pale lilac. His dark brown hair was cut into a shaggy bob and he was wearing eyeliner and lipgloss. From time to time he ran back to the front door as if he was looking out for someone.

Ant decided to keep tabs on him and his judgement was soon rewarded when he returned from one of his scouting trips with a sassy-looking young woman in tow. She was neither tall nor short with close-cropped shiny black hair and a dangerously lean physique that curved in all the right places. Appreciatively Ant watched her pert little cheeks strain against the tight PVC mini skirt she was just about wearing. Her lacy white top was almost too baggy to stay on her shoulders and revealed a daring peek of black mesh bra each time she bent or turned to listen to someone. Her companion had to shout now to make himself heard over the swelling crowd of evening drinkers.



A few awkward looking suits were in there having a quick pint after work but the crowd was mainly kids laughing and talking and comparing outfits. Ant had just decided that he might stay and see if the sexy girl was in one of the bands (if so his evening had not been wasted even if Rayne did not show) when the door opened again. Two more people tumbled in struggling with a huge black instrument case. The fellow with his back to the room was stocky and shaven-headed struggling to keep hold of the container. The one behind the box was completely obscured by it and it was not until they were fighting their way through the crowds into the back room of the pub that Ant saw the familiar flash of blond fringe.



He felt his heart quicken instantly. Rayne had changed since this morning. He was wearing a fitted shirt of some very fine black gauzy material and dark suit pants that hugged his hips but flapped loosely around his knees and ankles as he moved. A silver chain with a dangling pendant of painted flowers hung around his neck in the open V of his shirt and his eyelids and lips shimmered with make-up. The effect was even more fetchingly androgynous than before. Someone had applied careful foundation to cover the bruise on his cheek and his dark hair had been gelled back and now fell in two thick waves down either side of his pretty face framing it like a little white heart.



Ant was tempted to go straight to him but the logistics of such a manoeuvre were an absolute nightmare. The bar was between him and the back room and the crowd was getting steadily thicker. To add to his problem other musicians were already dropping back to the stage area and locating their equipment tuning up inaudibly beyond the steady rumble of the audience and the pub s jukebox (which was playing a track that sounded like a bunch of hysterical schoolgirls screaming and vomiting simultaneously). Through the melee he saw Rayne unzip his guitar case and sling the strap of the battered black bass over his head and one slender shoulder. The small dark haired lad who had been watching the door now joined him and started screwing together a number of pieces of chrome-plated keyboard stand. He and Rayne were laughing together whilst the skinhead guy and two of the punks from the bar began to assemble the drum-kit behind them.



At the bar the black haired girl in the short skirt was talking to the blond man Ant had seen with Rayne s companion earlier. Another fellow who looked nothing like the musicians or the mainly student crowd in here had joined them. He was taller than either of them and wore an expensive looking grey suit that fitted him perfectly. His fair hair was short and immaculate with a little quiff of pale fringe that lay smoothly over his forehead. Unlike most of the people in the Falcon tonight he did not look particularly pleased to be here and kept checking his watch impatiently.



Ant was distracted from his people-watching by the crackle of noise coming over the amplifier at the back of the room. A number of students collected their drinks and came to sit or stand around the few tables scattered at the edge of the dance-floor. The jukebox was turned down and the sound-check began in earnest. Rayne had disappeared and now Ant could see a glimmer of light from a doorway to the left of the stage area. He nudged his way through the crowd towards it and slipped through only to be stopped by the guy with the shaved head.



Oi… performers and entourage only mate the guy said gruffly but not offensively.



I m a friend of Rayne s I need to have a word with him Ant explained at once praying that the boy had not made up his name as well. It ll only take a minute.



What s yer name? The skinhead was still eyeing him distrustfully. Ant thought he was being a tad over protective of a little known pub band guitarist but volunteered his credentials reluctantly and was told to wait.



As soon as the guy disappeared around the bend in the stairs Ant followed quietly. He heard voices behind another door to the right and pushed it open just as Rayne jumped to his feet face pale as milk. As his wide-eyed guilty stare met Ant s admonishing eyes the older man thought he saw a flash of anxiety there but something else too something that looked like relief. He was perplexed but not for long.



Christ Ant! I thought you were Johnno! Rayne was shaking his head visibly scared but also clearly grateful.



I tried to tell you the other man was insisting now. I told him stay put .



Fine bouncer you make! the lad was laughing weakly.



I m here to drum not act as your fuckin bodyguard! The skin gave him a quick friendly shove. I m gonna go back down and make sure everything s proper. Don t be long or Princess ll get er knickers in a twist!



She isn t wearin any! Rayne teased as he vanished through the doorway again. His face grew automatically more serious as he and Ant were left alone. What you doin ere? You frightened me alf to death.



You re a smart kid why don t you tell me Ant folded his arms solemnly across his chest suppressing a smile at the astounded expression on his lover s face. When Rayne did not make excuses right away he added Come on hand it over.



What you on about? The lad half turned away now fumbling in his little backpack for a cigarette.



You know damned well what. Give me my wallet Rayne. I wasn t born yesterday.



Oh… he exhaled a little plume of smoke. That ! I thought you said I could get some more clothes. If you were gonna get all pissy with me…



I said I d buy you more stuff not that I d let you run riot with my cards. Ant heaved a sigh. I trusted you Rayne and you ripped me off. Is this how you generally repay people that help you out?



The boy did not look at him but he rummaged more determinedly in the bag the cigarette filter clenched between his teeth and yanked out Ant s wallet slapping it down on the table between them. Then he pulled on his smoke and turned away muttering Oh take your fuckin cards. Take them and fuck off!



Ant flicked through the pockets quickly. The cards were all there. I had about forty quid in here he pointed out as he slipped it back into his jacket.



I m gonna pay you back Rayne said without looking around. His tone had mellowed but was still quite terse. I m just a bit short right now okay?



Ant shook his head slowly glad that he had never been gullible enough to have children. He wondered where Rayne Wylde s remaining family were and whether they knew what he was up to or even cared. He pretended to be a tough little cookie but Ant had already figured that this was just an act. He had seen Rayne vulnerable and he still could not convince himself that the boy s behaviour the other day had been all for show.



The boy looked back at him suddenly a small serious frown narrowing his luminous eyes. He touched the filter to his lips but did not draw on it.



I will give you the money Ant he declared ardently. I promise. You re not a bad bloke right but I screwed you over and you re better off forgetting you met me.



How much did you spend? the older man asked ignoring this.



Rayne managed a slight shrug avoiding Ant s eyes. bout three undred pounds.



It looks good on you Ant said with a weak smile.



That s not all. Those green eyes flickered back up to his expectant face defiantly. We bought some coke with the cash. Jelica s got it. We were gonna do the rest together before we went on. Give us a bit of an extra buzz you know?



Why tell me? Ant pushed his hands into his pockets.



Rayne stared at him for a moment not quite accepting the logic of this enquiry. He studied Ant s face as if he was a puzzle something to be deciphered.



Why not? the boy muttered at last. Let you know what sort of a cunt I am then maybe you ll piss off out of it and not get urt no more.



Ant stepped forward cupping his face before he had time to step away. He lifted Rayne s mouth to his own and kissed him very softly on his full glossy lips. The young man tasted of nicotine and pussy juices. Now Ant smiled knowingly as he drew back.



Did you fuck her after you bought the coke?



Dirty bastard! Rayne exhaled with a little sneer. He was already heading for the door. What do you think?



I think I m not the only dirty bastard in here.



For a moment their eyes met again and Rayne surveyed him knowingly. Then he winked and was gone down the stairs.



WARMING UP:



He did not ask Ant to stay but it was virtually impossible to get to the bar let alone back to the front door by now. A sizeable crowd had gathered on the dancefloor and the two young ladies in eyeliner were tinkering with synths and a drum machine. He swept the room and located Rayne Wylde sitting with the black haired girl at a table by the stage. He was behind her and his arms were looped around her shoulders. From time to time he bent his head to speak into her ear and she laughed or looked up at him knowingly. Then the blond man in the suit appeared and they parted like oil and water the girl flirting with Mr Suit and Rayne drifting back towards the bar with a hard little scowl on his face.



Ant managed to waylay him there and Rayne looked quite surprised that he had elected to stay.



I wanted to see you in action Ant grinned.



Thought you d already seen all the action you were after Rayne flashed back rather more grimly.



I m sure you ve got more to give! He let his hand rest in the small of Rayne s back as they reached the counter and the boy bellowed his order to the bartender. It felt good thinking back to last night when he had been kneeling with his cock between those smooth perky cheeks pounding away fiercely. Ant began to get another hard-on just dwelling on it. He was so engrossed that he did not even hear what Rayne was saying to him.



I said… What are you thinking? Rayne shouted to be heard above the opening squeals and shrieks of The Spangles set.



Ant leaned towards him putting his lips to Rayne s ear. I m thinking about fucking you.



Rayne leaned back slightly to look him in the eyes. He smiled with lazy incredulity. Not yet.



I want to take you upstairs and bang your tight thieving arsehole Ant insisted gulping down half of his pint emboldened by the alcohol. You look so tasty.



The black haired beauty knocked back his shot and leaned into Ant once more his breath hot and quick on the other man s cheek.



Are you hard? He asked the question directly into Ant s ear at the same time running his hand over his companion s crotch and answering his own query. Ahhh you dirty bastard! You are !



Ant eagerly squeezed and touched between his mate s legs. Disappointingly the younger man was only half-erect. He privately blamed the session with the Princess this afternoon although he wished he could have been a fly on the wall for that hot little fuck-fest.



Has she worn you out? he teased eager for details.



Not completely Rayne leaned back against the wall by the bar looking sidelong at him. He had such a knowing expression. Ant was utterly frustrated having him so close and delicious but virtually untouchable.



Who s that bloke with her? The new boyfriend?



Rayne said nothing but he pulled a sneering face and glared across the pub at his nemesis who seemed blissfully unaware of the daggers he was getting



Is he the one that punched you? Ant wanted to know. Did he give you that shiner? He doesn t look like much of a prize fighter to me.



Leave it already! Rayne instructed curtly and the topic was closed. Come on.



He caught Ant s fingers and led him weaving through the crowd towards the side door. They clattered up the stairs and tumbled through the first doorway they reached into a darkened room. The sound of grunting and panting alerted them to the fact that they were not alone.



Shut the fuckin door! someone huffed and Rayne slammed it behind him unbuttoning his pants at once and freeing his dick. In the shimmer of light that came under the door Ant saw him begin to fist his own cock rapidly.



Get your back to the door he breathed out.



Ant did as he was told and Rayne dropped to his knees deftly unfastening his trousers for him. The other man felt hot sharp breaths caress his crotch and tumble over his sensitive dick as it jumped out his open fly then Rayne s soft lips and wet tongue were kissing and stroking their expert way up the underside of his throbbing shaft from balls to tip. He wrapped the clever fingers of one hand around the base of Ant s erection and pumped it gently at first then more urgently as his tongue swirled around the older man s fat purple head. His lips parted wider and swallowed the pulsing glossy bulb lavishing attention on it as his tongue flickered back and forth underneath. Ant moaned with pleasure.



His eyes were adjusting to the gloom now and he could make out vague shapes over by the window silhouetted there one on his knees the other larger figure hunkered down behind. The smaller one was the little dark-haired keyboard player he was almost certain. His breath was coming in laboured squeaks as he took the other man s energetic thrusting. His slim bare hips were gripped tightly in powerful long-fingered hands. Ant thought he caught the glint of a wedding band on one finger. He guessed it was one of the businessmen he had clocked earlier. The Suit s shirt was undone to the breastbone and his trousers had slipped to his knees as he pumped away at the young man in front of him. The atmosphere smelled potently of musk and lube.



Rayne swallowed him deeper and deeper taking a good long mouth and throatful of cock. He nodded steadily into Ant s crotch working his lips gently up and down the thrusting wand of muscle between them and swallowing periodic gulps of pre-cum and saliva. His eyes were closed and he looked like a gorgeous cock-sucking angel praying on his knees worshipping at the altar of Ant s huge boner. The older man linked his fingers behind Rayne s head and began to fuck his mouth hard and fast. He thought he heard the youngster make an approving noise and the vibration from his palate sent little quivers of pleasure all the way back down Ant s shaft to his bollocks. Much as he ached to press his cock deep into Rayne s lovely arsehole and fuck him there he knew that he was probably going to cum in the next five seconds.



From the incoherent grunts of passion on the other side of the room he gathered that the Suit was not far off his own massive climax. He grunted and swore as he filled his young mate with spunk. Ant felt the answering surge of sexual release flood up from his groin searing through his cock and fountaining out copiously into Rayne s open mouth. From the region of his crotch he heard Rayne utter a short muffled curse. The lad stumbled to his feet coughing into his cupped hands and wiping his mouth on his shirt sleeve. Ant caught him in a bear hug groping from behind for the youngster s hard-on and wanking him vigorously.



Ohhh… ahhhhh…. Yeah! Rayne exhaled breathlessly sinking back like a lean sexy panther in his encircling arms rubbing up against him. Don t get spunk on my suit right!



He swallowed down the last traces of cum wriggling in Ant s embrace as the bigger man pulled him close tugging those soft cold arse cheeks snugly against his hot genitals. Already Ant was getting stiff again. He kissed Rayne s neck hungrily rubbing and teasing with his fingers and thumb until the lad squirted hard into his agitating hand uttering a short panting yelp of approval. Sticky heat encased his fingers and sweaty palm. Ant dry humped his bare arse enthusiastically then switched hands circling his cum-slippery fingers around the younger fellow s hole and up and down his sleek sexy crack. The other hand tugged Rayne s filmy shirt open urgently and began to pinch and twist his erect nipples as he eased the boy up against the wall in the smoky darkness.



Does she let you fuck her up the arse? Ant hissed excitedly easing two fingers into his gorgeous young mate and frigging him steadily. Do you warm her lovely tight little shitter up with your fingers while you pump that hot wet cunt then hold onto her sexy tits and fill her up the back way?



Shut up and fuck me! Rayne hissed under his breath. We re on in less than ten minutes you bastard!



On the far side of the room the other young man began to groan quietly. His lover was standing by his head now as he knelt on the floor naked from the waist down rising and falling more rapidly. Ant suddenly realised that he was servicing both of the businessmen from the bar. As his eyes adjusted to the darkness he could make out one man lying on his back between the boy s legs stroking his nude thighs and bottom as Rayne s pretty bandmate rode up and down on his cock. The other was feeding him a nice big mouthful of stiff sweaty dick which he gobbled down greedily whilst stroking the guy s balls.



Turned on by the sight and the grunts of pleasure coming from the threesome Ant pressed the swelling head of his erection against Rayne s well-fingered spincter and forced it into him eagerly. His sexy young mate swore under his breath then began to buck his slim hips and pert bum back rapidly into Ant s thrusting crotch. He braced himself against the wall his quiet groans increasing in urgency and frequency as the older man tooled him and played with his nipples in the dark seedy sex-scented room. From down below the pounding thump of music in the pub was a counterpoint to their sweaty pumping and grinding. Ant could hear Rayne gasping breathlessly and the little whimpers of pleasure from his fellow musician as both young men submitted willingly to their horny mates.



On the far side of the room one of the men cried out in ecstasy and the boy groaned again more frantically. He was still sucking and swallowing the wet sounds of his slurping mouth on his lover s cock echoing the soft moist squelch of Ant s incessant hard-on rocketing in and out between Rayne s bare buttocks. From a personal point of view Ant wanted it to go on all night like this but Rayne was suddenly pulling away from him trying to wriggle off his cock. He gripped the younger man s hips tightly and urged him up hard against the door banging him furiously his cock twitching and jumping within the skinny lad s tight satisfying hole.



Come on fuck you! Do it! Rayne snarled at him struggling sexily in his grasp. Cum you bastard!



The man who had been lying on the ground was sitting up now vigorously rubbing the pretty keyboard player s stiff young cock. His standing colleague moaned with satisfaction bucked hard and moments later the sweet-faced kid jacked off in his partner s pumping hand. His bubbling cry was stifled by a good hot mouthful of spunk. Watching him Ant rammed himself into Rayne s lean beautiful body once twice… and at the third stabbing stroke he shot his load with a moan of relief feeling it spurt like a fountain from his throbbing knob-end.

Thank Christ! Rayne groaned between clenched teeth.



As soon as they were free the two young men were pulling on their clothes and hurrying out onto the landing. Ant heard their clattering footsteps receding down the stairs and realised that the thump of music had ceased beneath them. He fastened his fly and followed more sedately with barely a glance at the two fellows still dressing in the unlit room behind him. Had he known that young musicians in Camden were so easy to fuck he thought that he might well have attended more gigs.



THE GIG:



When he reached the bar area once more Rayne and his friend were already on stage. The young female singer was saying something to Rayne whose jacket and shirt were still undone to incredibly sexy effect. As he adjusted the play of his guitar strap she bent her head and licked his chest which was greeted with cheers and wolf-whistles from the crowd. Ant guessed that he had spilt cum all over his belly and bared torso and was hopefully still throbbing with sexual pleasure. As the girl strutted back towards the front of the small stage and the shaven headed drummer began to pound his instruments Rayne Wilde tossed his dark blond-tipped hair and snarled with coke and sex-fuelled arrogance at the whistling audience.



Ant watched him mesmerised as the lights went down and his long white fingers caressed the strings of the bass guitar sliding seductively up and down the long neck of the Fender like it was a lover s huge pulsing cock in his hand. He found himself enjoying the rapid staccato rhythm of the song. There were elements of reggae and hints of punk in the music and even the singer s yelping vocal style had a bold and sexy swagger. She strutted up and down the stage on her high heels stopping every so often with her hands on her hips and her legs spread so that the tiny leather mini skirt rode up her slim powerful thighs showing off a minuscule strip of black lace thong to the front row of the crowd.



She and Rayne shared the vocals on two songs one of which was a fast violent cover version of the Stranglers Hangin Around . Ant was pleasantly surprised to discover that his mate had a good voice. He sang in a sexy husky teasing style darting challenging stares at the raucous mob in front of the stage who threw condoms and blotters at him in retaliation. Mid track he picked one of the little tabs of acid up and put it on his tongue whisking it seductively into his mouth. The singer Jeli was wiggling her hips and arse at him shimmying low so that the loose neckline of her top slipped down and exposed the cups of her black mesh bra. Her nipples poked through the holes in the netting and Ant imagined his lover sucking on those perky little titties as he banged her. The idea of it got him rock hard. She looked about nineteen and very very sexy.



At one point she got down on her knees and pretended to suck his dick which the audience went wild for. Rayne made a great show of hiding her face behind the body of his bass guitar but resting his left hand on the back of her head and rocking his hips back and forth theatrically. Ant s hand slipped into his trouser pocket and he rubbed his cock discreetly.



We are Adolescent Sex! she yelled at the crowd before the final number. You get us very horny. We hope we get you horny too!



Ant found himself bellowing agreement along with a number of young men and a few girls in the audience as well. The band ripped into a song that Jeli said was called Wild Women . In as far as Ant could tell it was about anal sex it had a pounding refrain that sounded like …shakin like a crack whore comin in the back door… . His cock was starting to leak in his pocket by the time they left the stage and the lights came back up. He felt numb and deafened and his boner was demanding attention so he slipped back up the stairs to the little room where he and Rayne had argued.



PARTY HARD:



There were a number of people already there members of the three bands and their friends. He slipped into the room unobtrusively but quickly deduced that Rayne and Jeli were missing from the assembly. Still feeling pumped up and randy he went back down the passage to the little storeroom where he and Rayne had fucked before the gig. Slipping into the familiar darkness he shut the door and unzipped his pants for a quick wank but as his hand began to slide pleasurably up and down his hot throbbing cock he heard a giggle and then a familiar breathless panting sound.



As his eyes adjusted to the dark he made out two pale shapes on the floor beneath the window. Jeli lay on her back with her legs raised and her knees over Rayne s shoulders. She was topless her baggy sweater and bra discarded the PVC mini skirt a dark stripe across her hips. His pants were around his knees and he was holding her slim thighs pumping himself in and out of her cunt with fast urgent strokes. He had not even bothered to pull down her knickers the crotch of her tiny thong was pushed aside to admit his erect cock.



Ant watched breathlessly pumping his meat in one hot hand as his young friend slammed into her over and over. Jeli was humping her pussy against him running her hands over her small firm naked breasts and down between her legs as he fucked her. Rayne s eyes were closed and his teeth were clenched lips drawn back from them in an animal snarl of satisfaction. They must have run up here to fuck as soon as they got off stage Ant thought jerking himself eagerly as he imagined them tumbling through the doorway and falling to the floor Jeli struggling to unfasten his pants as he ripped off her top and bra and sucked greedily on her stiff sexy nipples tugging the damp lace free of her hot wet cunt whilst her hand reached for his hard young tool and steered it towards that dripping hole.



Her tiny pert breasts heaved and she uttered a little keening noise as he undulated like a serpent between her legs. Ant watched her fingertip flicker back and forth over her clit as he fucked her and kept pounding until her whining became a long low insistent growl. Jeli s slim sexy body was shuddering fiercely rising up off the floor bucking and thrashing as she began to cum hard. When the spasms died down and her cries dulled to a steady moan of need he slowly pulled out and bent over her lifting her pussy to his face. Ant came closer dropping to his knees beside the couple and Jeli s huge bright eyes flickered to meet his all pupil. She did not seem dismayed to discover that they had been watched.



Rayne paid him no heed at all. His face was buried in her juicy muff and Ant could hear him licking and sucking greedily on her wet well-fucked hole. His fingers slithered into her cunt and anus frigging her quickly and skilfully until her moans grew more desperate. She wrapped her thighs around his neck and rubbed her pussy in his face encouraging him to keep eating her. Her spike heels scored his naked back but he did not seem to mind. This close Ant could see that her sex was waxed completely bare.



She reached out a hand and stroked his cock and Ant sighed with pleasure. His groping fingers moved to her perky little tits and big dark nipples. Eagerly he fondled and squeezed them as she played with his penis then turned her head and drew him into her mouth. He ran his fingers through her close cropped black hair as her full rouged lips teased his cock. Ant felt her tongue slither up and down the underside of his erection soft and wet and utterly seductive. With the other hand he carried on caressing her tits pinching and twisting her nipples until she moaned more loudly and her body shuddered a second time submitting to a fresh bloom of sexual ecstasy.



Now Rayne looked up at him only mildly irritated. As he lowered Jeli s twitching body to the floor again she turned so that she could nuzzle Ant s crotch and swallow more of his lovely big cock. The younger man spread her legs and lifted her onto her hands and knees rubbing his face between her buttocks. His tongue began to work up and down her slit and her arse crack and Jeli nodded her head approvingly swallowing all nine inches of Ant s erect prick into her mouth and throat. Ant bucked slowly against her fucking her pretty face steadily at first then more enthusiastically as Rayne s tongue wormed into her arsehole his fingers tangled in the lace of her thong stretching it over one smooth creamy buttock. She made an affirmative sounding noise and nodded harder. Ant tooled her mouth correspondingly faster watching Rayne rise to his knees behind her.



The young man s cock was hard and leaking a constant flow of cum. He took it in one hand and rubbed it slowly between Jeli s legs dipping his bell end teasingly into her slit and pulling it out again. She groaned with frustration reaching back for his tool and he pushed her hands away with a sly smile. Ant caught her hands and held them smiling too as Rayne tormented her with his cock. He looked so lithe and sexy nudging his beautiful prick an inch or so into her then stopping and pulling out until she was frantic to be screwed.



Ant moved her hands to his hips and held them there kneeling up so that she was forced to kneel up too bucking his sex in and out of her mouth. Rayne winked at him and parted her smooth pale cheeks nudging his cock head against her spittle-lubed anus. He felt the girl resist and try to pull away but kept her on her knees between them watching eagerly as the young guitarist eased his hard sex into her arsehole and began to thrust slowly. His eyes closed again as he got his prick further and further into her and began to fuck harder.



Ant bucked more eagerly between her lips. He could feel how desperate she was to get a hand between her legs and play with her clit but he restrained her until he could watch whilst she masturbated. Thinking of her playing with herself whilst she was sodomised sent a tingle of pleasure from his loins and his thrusting prick jumped on her tongue pumping a flood of hot spunk into her mouth. To his satisfaction she swallowed his cum down like a seasoned pro and kept on sucking until he could be sure that he was not about to lose his hard-on.



Now he pulled his prick from her mouth and she panted with pleasure but moaned You bastards!



You know you love it you dirty slut Ant told her excitedly. He was rubbing his cock between her gorgeous tiny tits. She wrapped her hand around his shaft stroking the head of his prick over her nipples and coating them in pre-cum then kissing and licking it. He sighed with satisfaction. Rayne does her new boyfriend never fuck her? She s hornier than a bitch on heat. Though… he added with a grin as she knelt up and straddled his thighs …you make a good pair in that respect. Neither of you can get enough cock can you?



What do you mean by that? Jeli huffed as Ant eased his big prick between her legs and nudged it into the willing wetness of her pussy. Rayne had stilled his thrusting and leaned against her naked back stroking her arse with his cock berthed deep in her rectum whilst Ant entered his randy ex-girlfriend and began to stoke her cunt rhythmically. He bent his head to lick and suck her tits as he pulsed inside her loving the way her warm wet hole clung to him and milked his boner.



What I said he told her grinning broadly. I bet he hasn t told you how I spent most of yesterday up his tight arse has he? Little Rayne just loves to get ram-raided. He was moaning and begging for it like a real slut. And again tonight just before you went on stage guess who had a nice big bone fucking away in his sexy flute?



Jeli shook her head trying to look over her shoulder at Rayne who had the decency to appear somewhat embarrassed. You said last week that you didn t do men any more!



Not often he mumbled pushing himself deeper into her.



Ant could feel his prick moving slowly in and out separated from Ant s erect sex by the thinnest wall of muscle. He began to thrust again aroused by the proximity of his lover s manhood so close to his own. Rayne pulsed more urgently in response and Jeli moaned again resting her hands on Ant s shoulders and riding up and down on them both eagerly. Within minutes they were all fucking hard. Ant had his tongue in Jeli s mouth to keep her from screaming with pleasure as he and Rayne satisfied her simultaneously. His hands were cupped around her breasts and Rayne was tickling her clit as they both pounded her. She shrieked like a train coming in as she reached climax again.



Once she had recovered she pulled on her clothes and hurried off in search of her boyfriend Jake leaving Rayne (who had reached orgasm) exhausted and Ant (who had not) somewhat bemused by the incident. Rayne was stark naked by this time and he sprawled on top of Ant in the darkened store-room kissing him lazily until Ant s warm hands spread his legs and urged him astride the older man s still-erect penis. He did not resist and Ant eased into him slowly on the floor Rayne straddling him and sliding up and down on his cock as Ant humped up into him. As he began to recover his energy he pulled Rayne down into his arms and rolled the boy onto his back fucking him harder and faster as the sound of Pantylicker rattled the floorboards beneath them. Each stab of his cock drove a little huff of sound from Rayne s soft full sexy lips.



Does that feel good?



Rayne nodded and made a small affirmative noise. He looked worn out and thoroughly delicious. Ant loved the tightness of his sexy young hole and the thought that just half an hour ago most of the youngsters downstairs in the pub had watched this hot tasty little number up on stage and wanted to fuck or be fucked by him no doubt. And here he was with his twitching leaking rod buried in Rayne s hole ramming the arse off a sexy naked boy fifteen years his junior to a hardcore punk soundtrack. He pulsed eagerly between Rayne s legs so turned on by the hot dirty satisfying feel of his lover s tight anus that he quickly emptied his aching balls into it. Under him Rayne Wilde writhed and groaned on the linoleum-covered floor turning his head from side to side as little whimpers of pleasure and arousal escaped his soft sensuous mouth. Ant licked his throat and sucked his nipples turned on by his moans of ecstasy. Rayne s hands fluttered like feathers down his sweaty back and over his buttocks pulling the older man against him.



Ant kept his cock in the boy and pulsed slowly reaching full throbbing stiffness again in no time. He felt Rayne s slender legs hook up around his midriff and he began to drive himself in and out of the younger man s sexy vulnerable hole. His lover was slippery with spilt cum relaxed and horny enough to submit to fast hard violation. Ant huffed and grunted hungrily jacking his pulsing sex in and out of that snug satisfying orifice between Rayne s creamy white cheeks. His hot hands gripped the lad s bum and he crouched over his dirty young mate pulling the boy fiercely onto his dick with every thrust burying himself deeper deeper… Rayne threw his head back and cried out with uncontrolled need sliding a hand between his raised wide-spread thighs and rubbing his own erection rapidly.



OhOhOhGod! Fuck me! Fuck me! he keened through clenched teeth. So good! So hard! So fuckin …. Ahhhhh! Ahhhhh!



His slender body jerked upward and he began to quiver violently sending spasms of pleasure through his lover s big hard cock and heavy balls. Ant rammed himself home deep and hard one final time as Rayne s cum splashed his bare belly. He was conscious of the door opening to his right but he clung to Rayne keeping his aching cock buried inside the younger man until the last searing drop of his seed had been pumped into his lover s twitching arsehole.



He collapsed onto his delicious slut with a long groan of satisfaction still breathing hard into his ear. When the boy began to push against him urgently he initially presumed that Rayne was already up for more sex. Unable to believe his luck he hauled himself to his knees and was thus a little surprised when the youngster wriggled away from him struggling to get to his feet his wide-eyed gaze fixed on the doorway.



The light flickered on as he struggled with his clothing. When he had stopped blinking Ant followed his lover s stare. Leaning against the doorframe watching them with an expression of cruel amusement on his craggy face was a tall lean stranger with long untidy black hair and a roll up in the corner of his mouth. He wore a shabby charcoal grey suit jacket and pants over a dirty-looking red shirt and loose cream and crimson striped tie. He took a pull on the cigarette now still watching Rayne contemplatively and shook his head.



Well well… what ave we got ere? he exhaled in a plume of smoke. One little randy runaway tart still putting out for older blokes. Reckons he can put one over on Rabid John eh? Not as smart as you fink are you Raymonde?



With a start Ant realised that he was looking at his lover s notorious pimp.



TO BE CONTINUED…