I run down the stairs and open the back door and challenge Pete who climbs down off the ladder that my dad had left in the back garden as he had been clearing out the gutters.
"What the fuck are you doing", I shout.
"That's", is all Pete can say as he points his finger up at my window".
"I asked you what you were doing", I say angrily.
"I thought I'd catch you having a wank", Pete says.
I grab hold of his collar and pull him close to me.
"You tell anyone and I will smash your head in", I threaten.
"Hey mate", Pete says, "I won't grass. Good for you. I didn't know Christano Ronaldo was a bender".
Pete comes inside. By now Ronaldo has come downstairs fully dressed.
"Who is he", he asks.
"He's my mate. He won't say anything. Will you", I say as I turn to Pete.
"No mate, no", he says.
"Is he gay", ask Ronaldo.
"No I'm not", says Pete.
"So how long you two been shagging", asks Pete.
"None of your business", I say, "Now piss off and leave us alone".
"I think I will have to go", says Ronaldo.
"Please don't", I beg.
"I'm sorry", he says, "I need to go", says Ronaldo.
I see him to the door and check that no one is outside.
"Will you come again", I enquire.
"Yes", he says, unconvincingly.
I wonder if I will see him again. He seemed very scared at being caught. I go back to the kitchen where Pete has helped himself to a drink.
"What the fuck did you think you were doing spying on me like that", I demand.
"Sorry mate, I did not think you would be with anyone. I just thought you would be having a wank over some porn. I knew you were in", he replied.
"How did you know", I said, annoyed.
"I don't know. I just knew", he said.
"Well you have really fucked up", I told him.
"Come on mate", he said, "I won't tell".
I just shrug my shoulders and lean against the wall.
"Any chance of a blowjob", he asks.
"Just fuck off", I tell him.
Pete looks at me and decides not to pursue it.
"Ok", he says, "See you later.
With that he leaves. I just want to smack him. I go upstairs and lie down on my bed were a few minutes earlier I had been having my best ever sex with Christano Ronaldo. I think about phoning him but decide to leave it a while. I think about calling Ian but I seem to have gone off the idea of sex.
I wait for my Mum to come home and see makes my tea. After I have eaten I go back upstairs and just lie on bed and think about what had happened. Eventually I fall asleep.
I wake up in the middle of the night and my hand finds my cock. I start to toss myself as I imagine shooting my load over Ronaldo.
"If that twat Pete had not disturbed us. I would have done just that", I think.
It is not long before I shoot my load all over my chest. I clean up with a tissue and drift back off to sleep.
The next day I wake up and wonder what Ian is up to. It is only early (7 a.m.) and I decide to wait a while before calling him. I am badly in need of sucking his sweet teen boy cock. In fact I am badly in need of sucking any cock, but Ian is probably the most available. I reach down to my cock, which hardens at my touch, as usual, but I try to resist to give it anything other than a gentle pull. I want to save my load to spray over some guy.
At around 7.30 a.m. I get a text on my phone. I reach for my phone and wonder who it is.
"Need to shag your arse. Please please call soon", it read
It was from Wayne. I had not seen him in over a week. I was beginning to think maybe he wasn't interested. I called him immediately.
I told him I had no means of getting there. He said he had the day off and wanted to use it having some hot sex. He told me to get a taxi down and he will pay for it when I get down. I said I would have a quick shower and call a cab.
"Hurry up babe", he said, "My cock is throbbing", he said as he hung up.
I jumped in the shower just before my Dad could get there and swiftly refreshed myself and ran to my room to throw some clothes on. I put a nice new pair of white Calvin's on. I struggled stuffing my cock inside as it was getting very excited as to the action that it was going to be having.
"You're up early love. Where are you going", my mum asked, as I ran down stairs to await the taxi I had just called.
"Off out with Pete", I lied, "Going to Alton Towers".
"Okay", she said, "Have a good day".
"Shall I make you any tea", she added.
"No", I said, "I will get something".
I was looking forward to a long session with Wayne. He could abuse my body all day if he wants.
The taxi arrived and I jumped in the back seat. I explained where I was going and settled down to the 30 minute journey. I could not resist slipping my hand inside my trackies and feeling my cock as we drove along. Dirty perv of a drive kept glancing at me. There was no way he was getting any of my cock. He must have been at least 50.
"Are you sure it's down here", the taxi driver asked, as we neared Wayne's house.
"Yes", I said, "I will tell you when to pull up".
A couple of minutes later we were there.
"Just here mate", I said, as we pulled up outside the gates to his house.
As we pulled up Coleen came outside to pay the driver.
"That your girlfriend", he said as she approached the car.
"Yes", I said, to put him off the scent.
"Lucky bastard", I heard him mumble to himself as I got out.
Colleen gave me a right stare as she passed me and paid the driver.
The driver left and we began to walk up the drive with her following a couple of feet behind.
"You twat", she said.
"Sorry", I said, turning round.
"What", I said.
"Why can't you leave him alone. He's not really gay", she said.
"He asked me here", I replied.
"Fucking queer", she sneers
I just shrugged my shoulders. I did not care what she thought. The tent in my trackies making that obvious.
I walked into the house to be greeted by Wayne. He threw his arms around me and pulled me in for a nice slow kiss. She just stood there watching. He hand moved down to my arse and he felt it through the fabric. He broke the kiss and took a step back.
"Hiya gorgeous", he said.
"Looks like you are excited to see me", he said, as he nodded to the bulge in my trackies. He slid his inside and felt up my cock.
"Nice hard dick. Just how Wayne likes them", he said.
He took me by the hand and nodded towards the magnificent staircase that led upstairs to his bedroom.
"Don't forget my washing and ironing love", he said as we made our way upstairs.
"Do it yourself", she said, obviously very annoyed.
"Can't", he said, "I'm taking this fit young boy upstairs to shag the arse off him".
"You are paid to do as I say", he added.
I heard her storm off into another room. Which I knew from my previous visit led to the kitchen.
"And don't disturb us. Don't want you walking in when my cock is stuffed up his nice bum", he said, as he slid his hand inside my trackies and gently rubbed it over my arse.
I followed him to the bedroom and he turned to close the door.
Once the door was shut he pulled me in for another kiss. Our mouths opened to accept each others tongue. I grinded my crotch into his. I could feel his stiffness through his trackies. We appeared to be dressed identically. After a long slow kiss which neither of us really wanted to break accept for our mutual need to get inside the pants of the other. We stepped back and smiling looked at each other in the eye.
"Alright sexy", Wayne said in a soft low voice.
"I am now", I replied.
"Let's get you out of them clothes", he said, as he lifted my t-shirt over my head.
He was about to remove his own.
"Let me", I said, as I slowly lifted his t-shirt to reveal his masculine chest.
I moved closer to hold him and kissed him on the neck and his shoulders. His hand slid inside my trackies and began to feel up my cock. My cock already hard stiffened at his touch and I had to pull away, I did not want to spurt my load inside them.
He pushed me away and stood back. He put his hand on my shoulder and pushed down gently indicating he wanted me to sit on the edge of his bed. He knelt down and undid the laces of my trainers and then removed them one by one. he removes my socks and throws them with my trainers into the corner. He stands up and kicks his trainers off which weren't fastened. I stand, deciding what to do, I would like another kiss before I get to see him naked.
We again kiss. Our eyes close as we wrap our arms around each other. I could have stayed like this forever just holding and kissing him, except that I had a throbbing in my cock and my balls were yearning to be released of their fluid.
We stepped back and he slid his hand slowly all the way down my chest and stomach before cupping my cock and balls through my trackies.
"Your cock's ready are you", he asked as he continued to frisk my manhood.
"Yes", I nodded.
He knelt down again. Then he put one hand on either side of my trackies and swiftly pulled them down.
"Nice white undies", he purred as he admired my new pair of Calvin Klein's.
"Are they new", he asked as he starred at them, they were making a bad job off hiding my obvious arousal.
"Yes", I said.
He pushed his face into them pressing it into my cock mound. I had to put my hand on his shoulder to stop myself from falling over. He buried his face in them softly gnawing at my balls. He groaned as he rubbed his face all over them.
He stood up and slid his hand inside my undies, rubbing every inch of my cock and balls as we kissed once more.
"Nice teenage boycock", he murmured, as my cock got total attention from his hand I had to concentrate hard on not releasing my load there and then.
"Stop or you will make me spunk", I begged.
"Don't want that yet. Do we", he said, as he pulled back.
"Let me see you naked", I said, as he stood up. The tent in his trackies almost jabbing me in the leg.
He slid down his trackies to reveal his wonderful cock and balls. He wasn't wearing any underwear. Mind you, he had not been out so there was no need to really. He reached out and yanked my undies down almost ripping them with the speed and strength of his movements. We stood for a moment just taking in each others body. Our cocks jutting out pointing at each other.
We fell onto the bed him on top of me as we lay there kissing. He was gently humping his cock into mine. Any faster and I would have been shooting my load.
"You enjoying this", he asked, the answer was obvious.
"It's fucking fantastic", I groaned.
"Let me suck your dick", I begged.
"I was hoping you would want to", he giggled.
"Just try and stop me", I laughed back.
He spun round so we were in a sixty-nine position. I took hold of his stiff cock in my hand and licked the head. I positioned his cock at my open mouth and took the tip in. slowly I took more and more of his cock into my mouth until his pubes were tickling my nostrils.
"Oh yer, suck that dick", he moaned.
I started to move my lips up and down his shaft.
"That's it boy. Keep sucking", he said.
His own mouth was doing a wonderful job on my cock as he sucked up and down the full length of my prick. After a while he took his mouth off and started licking my balls. First one and then the other. I loved having my balls licked. I started thinking of Ian. Hopefully someday soon we would be doing everything that I and Wayne were going to be doing today.
After a while of sucking on each other's cock. Wayne pulled off me.
"Think I need my cock up that arse of yours now", he whispered.
"Okay", I nodded.
I rolled over and felt his tongue start to rim me. He gave my arse a good tongue lashing getting it ready for his prick. After a few minutes he rolled of the bed and went into a drawer and pulled out a condom. He rolled it over his stiff dick and got back on the bed. Kneeling down he took my legs and placed them one by one over his shoulders.
"You ready babes", he whispered.
"Yes", I nodded.
Slowly he began to insert his cock up my bum. He got it about half way in before stopping and then he started to thrust as little by little more off his cock disappeared up my arse with every thrust.
"Are you enjoying this", he said as he groaned.
I closed my eyes .All I could do was nod. He continued to pump away driving his cock deep into my arse. In and out. In and out. His hand was toying with my stiff cock and balls.
"Oh yer", he moaned, "fucking your tight arse".
I opened my eyes temporarily just to see if his were closed. They were. His cock was rock hard as he slammed it in and out of my arse slapping against my skin with every thrust.
He took hold of my stiff prick and started to wank me. His cock moving faster and faster in and out of me.
"Fucking a nice bum", he moaned, "Just like after apprentice training at Everton".
I wondered what he meant and made a mental note to ask him to tell me later.
His hand was now wanking me furiously. I knew I could not hold out much longer.
"Gonna spunk if you don't slow down", I gasped.
"Shoot that load boy", he said, "Going to shoot my hot load up your bum any sec now".
"Arrgh", I cried out as my hot load shot out of my cock and blasted over my stomach and chest.
With just a couple of more pumps his own load shot out of his cock and filled the condom which was deep into my arse.
"Fucking cuming", he screamed out so loudly that Coleen must have heard us downstairs.
Slowly his pumping slowed down before he fell on top of me exhausted.
"Fantastic", he panted as his breathing slowly returned to normal.
He lay there him on top of me for what seemed like ages. We kissed and held each other. I looked down his chest, the few wisps of hair were sticky from my spunk that had stuck to it from my chest. His spent condom was still clinging to his softened cock before it eventually fell off onto the bed.
After a while our hands found each others cock and we began to stroke each other coaxing the other's dick back to life.
We spend the next hour taking turns on sucking each other, before sixty nineing and eventually filling the others mouth with another load of our spunk.
We fell asleep in each others arms on top of the bed.
I awoke at 3 p.m. and had been there several hours. He awoke almost simultaneously.
"God I'm fucked", he moaned.
"That was a great shagging session. We had earlier", I whispered.
"Sure was", he said, "We will have to do it again sometime".
We lie there a little longer then decide it's time to get dressed.
We get in his car and he drops me about half a mile from my house. There is no one about it's a quiet area and it's raining. We kiss. No one can see through the darkened windows of his car.
"Call me soon", I ask.
"Sure will babes", he says, "Need to fuck that tight bum again".
We say goodbye and I get out of his car and start walking down the street. I reach down inside my trackies and adjust my dick. I can't believe I am still horny after that shagging session earlier.
It was ten to four. I did not want to go home yet as I had said I was going to Alton Towers and did not want to be home for a couple of more hours. I thought about texting Ian but there is no way we could go back to his house. I decided to go to pub and have a couple of drinks and set off to my local.
On my way there I bumped into Pete.
"Hi", he said.
"Hi", I replied.
After a few minutes of small talk in the street he suggests going back to his parents.
"What for", I ask suspiciously.
"Any chance of a blowjob", he says.
I was about to tell him to fuck off. He had really ruined my day yesterday.
"Only if you will give me one", I say.
"No fuckin way", he says, "You're the puff not me".
"Give me a wank and I will suck you off", I offer.
He thinks about it for a minute. Before reluctantly agreeing.
We go back to his parents house and go up to his bedroom.
"My dad will be home in about half an hour", he says.
He drops his jeans and sits in his chair.
"Come on suck me", he says.
"No you first", I say coldly, as I slip my trackies and undies down and my hard cock bounces out.
I lie down on his bed.
He sits on the side of the bed and after a few seconds starts pulling on my prick. I close my eyes.
He shifts his position and kneels between my spread legs and continues to wank on my cock. After spunking twice already today I am not about to release my load soon. Although being wanked off my Pete was pretty horny after all he was my favourite wank fantasy until a few weeks ago.
I decide to go for broke.
"Lick my balls while you wank me", I say.
He continues to wank me.
"Lick my balls while you wank me, or I am not sucking you", I demand.
He continues to wank me. But then he lies off the bottom of the bed and nervously his tongue flicks my balls.
"Lick them", I say.
He starts running his tongue over my balls.
"Oh yes", I think.
"Harder", I say, as I can feel the spunk start to churn in my nuts.
His mouth begins to really give my balls a good lashing. I can't hold out and my cock starts spurting the first shot lands in his hair then over his hand. He keeps wanking me till every last drop is milked out. He wipes his hand on his bed and gets up.
"Come on.suck me now", he says as he sits in his chair.
I get up and kneel down in front of him and wrap my lips round his already stiff prick. His hand rests on the back of my head as I move my mouth up and down his shaft.
"Suck me real good", he says.
I loved sucking off Pete and would have sucked him even if he had refused to wank me off. But at least I got a little bargaining tool now for the future.
I continued to suck on his prick which was getting stiffer by the minute.
"Oh yes suck me", he moaned.
He was very horny. Must not have had a shag for a while, unlike me, and I knew he was getting ready to spurt.
"Gonna shoot", he moaned.
Within a few seconds his stiff prick was shooting gallons of spunk into my mouth. I continued to suck there was no way I was letting go until I was sure I had sucked out all his load. In fact, he had to push my head off his cock.
I stood up and wiped my mouth.
"Thanks", he said, "You certainly know how to suck a dick"
"I will suck you anytime", I say.
"You wouldn't yesterday", he said.
"Well you did ruin a very good shagging session", I told him.
He asks me about Ronaldo and I tell him again. Since he did not believe me previously. I tell him also about the other footballers I have sucked off and had sex with. I am not completely sure whether he believes me but at least I can rely on his discretion.
His dad arrives home and I stay a little longer before deciding to call for a pint before going home. I needed to drink to get the taste of spunk out of my mouth. Not that it was a bad taste.
I call in the above and have a pint. It is only 6 p.m. on Wednesday so there is only a few other people in. no one I really knew. I go on the quiz machine even though I am not really that good at quizzes.
I finish my pint and decide to have one more. I am half way through that pint when I get a text message.
"My knob needs a good sucking tonight", it reads, it's from Alan.
I text back and we arrange for him to pick me up in half an hour.
I could not believe the day I was having. First Wayne, then Pete and now Alan.
I hope my cock does not drop off with all the action it was getting.
To be continued.