Brad Joins the Gym.
By Alex Carbine
Please Note:- In a written story you have the choice of whether you use condoms or not.
In reality there is NO choice. Be safe and careful. Always use condoms.
Germs do not discriminate colour, race or creed, nor do they care as to who they are going to infect, maim or kill.
Chapter Three (continued)
Previously -
It was only then that Brad looked down at Val's face. Smiling as ever, his eyes closed, Val's jaw had dropped and he was breathing shallowly through his open mouth, his chest rising and falling between his arms, that held his legs in the air so that as Brad's cock could push and pull it's way thickly in and out of his bum hole. Brad looked now at his cock and saw the skin gripping round his cock had created a tide line of K-Y at the base of his prick. The excess gel was coating his cock-ring where his pubic hair would be if he did not shave himself every day.
Holding on to Val's legs to steady both him and Val, he speeded up his shafting, oblivious of the age gap between his body and that of the lad he was fucking, enjoying the knowledge that this lad had come to him, voluntarily, not for his company, but because he loved the physical feeling of a ten inch long cock shafting his hole, feeling the thickness stretching his sphincter, the head going deep into his bowels, and Brad enjoyed supplying it. It was sensual pleasure without any of the strings.
"You know Brad," Val said, "I think I'm in love with you!"
'Shit' thought Brad.
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It must have been the way Brad responded physically to Val's observation, as Val's eyes opened and his jaw closed.
"What's up?" he asked Brad, as Brad was now still, his cock deep inside Val, but not moving.
"I'm not sure I could deal with a proper relationship, at this minute in my life," answered Brad looking down at the lad.
Val's smile returned. "Oh! That's not what I meant! But it is nice to know where we stand. When I said 'I'm in love with you' I was not actually talking to YOU, I was merely verbalising my thoughts concerning your splendiferous male appendage."
"What?" said Brad, totally lost.
"I was talking to yer cock!" said Val, trying now to waggle his bum to get Brad moving again. Almost mechanically Brad started to shaft the lad again, but Val could see that Brad's mind was elsewhere.
"I came here this morning because you have the most exciting cock I have ever had in me, and I needed it 'cos something happened that I want to forget for a few hours," said Val. "Now bend down here and give me a kiss and then fuck the arse off me."
Brad came back to reality and bent over to give Val a kiss, forgetting he would have to lean heavily on Val's upturned buttocks. Val gave a cry of pain/delight as Brad's cock went into him right up to the hilt, the cock ring encircling Val's puffy anus. Then they fell over onto their sides in a giggling heap. Brad reached for Val's head and he kissed him on the lips for a few seconds, before pulling away. "And you have one of the nicest attitudes to sex I have met in a lad your age," said Brad tenderly.
"Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Now get on and fuck me, before you go all soft and it bends in the middle," laughed Val. But Brad pulled out of him and looked seriously into Val's eyes. "What has happened that made you come to me," he asked quietly. "You don't want to know," replied Val, his face sagging as he let go his emotions, "Mum's kicked me out of the house."
"You're right, I don't want to know," said Brad, "but you can stay here until it all sorts itself out."
"Oh, Brad," Val said, getting up onto his knees on the bed, "How can I ever repay you?" and he turned from side to side so his stiff cock swayed in front of Brad. "I'm sure I will think of something," Brad said with a smile.
"Is it serious?" asked Brad as they lay side by side.
"Naggh!" answered Val, "It's not the first time. Probably won't be the last."
"Couple of days?" asked Brad.
"Probably," answered Val.
"OK. But no longer than a week, unless there's a death in the family." Val nodded that he understood, then reached down between Brad's legs and pushed two fingers into Brad's arse. "You don't care do you?" observed Brad and opened his legs wider to give Val a better opportunity to frig his hole. Val felt Brad's prostate and stroked it, seeing Brad's cock immediately ooze clear pre-cum nectar as it twitched to hard again.
"Now where were we?" asked Val, lowering his bottom towards Brad stiff pole. "Oh Yes!" Val held each cheek apart as he sank onto Brad, the hard erection slipping easily into his open hole. "And don't spare the horses, Cabby'" he called to Brad as he started to bounce up and down in a practised manner.
Brad watched as the lad lowered himself pulling his bum cheeks apart as he went, so Brad held his cock and aimed it at the descending brown ring. With hardly a jump Brad's knob head slid i9n and out of sight as Val continued to descend, until he was sitting on Brad's pubis. Then he leaned towards Brad's feet and started to bounce up and down, the muscles in his legs powering his smaller body up along and back the ten inches of hard flesh that pistonned in and out at his bidding.
"Why didn't I find you when I was a boy?" asked Val.
"Because it would have been illegal," answered Brad.
"Didn't stop the others," countered Val with a laugh.
Brad felt himself falling toward an orgasm, and it was too early to get sticky. He gave Val's back a push and Val tumbled forward between Brad's legs to finish up on all-fours. Brad moved to kneel behind him and Val felt him put one hand on his buttock before two fingers from the other hand pushed knuckle deep into his bum. Then Brad took hold of Val's cock and started to wank it as he finger-fucked Val's hole. "Push those fingers in deeper." "Go faster." "Pull that cock." "Hold it tighter." "Lick my hole as you force those fingers in." Val's orders to Brad came as a continuous commentary. Finally it was Val's turn to tell Brad to stop before he came on the bedspread. Brad let go Val's cock and removed his fingers, giving Val a last but lingering lick and a suck of Val's hot red hole.
"We still have to have a shower," observed Brad.
"I don't think my bum needs one now," responded Val, rubbing his middle finger over his inflamed hole, "but it wouldn't hurt to cool it down a bit."
The two dragged themselves off the bed and into the bathroom, Brad leading and turning the shower on in the cubicle next to the bath. He was showering his head when Val came in to join him, and he felt Val's cock push into his leg and Val's hand close round his half-hard cock. Then he felt the blunt end of a vibrator push at his hole. "You never fucking stop, do you?" he said half seriously. Val's answer was to push it in an inch or so and turn it on.
Brad stood under the shower, leaning with his forearms either side of the mixer taps and pipes. Standing with his feet apart and hollowing his back he pushed his buttocks out to meet the plastic invader, whilst Val stood to one side, wanking Brad's hardening cock with one hand and manipulating the vibrator with the other. Slowly the lubricated shaft of the 14 inch vibrator inexorably slid up into Brad as he kissed Val, water cascading over their joined heads and down over where Val was wanking Brad's cock just enough to maintain the erection Val needed to feel in his hand.
Brad enjoyed the feeling of an object in his ass. The contents of the bottom drawer in his bedroom, which he had strewn on the bed for Val to use, bore witness to the fact that he did, and he often used them. He liked to stretch his sphincter muscle with something before an real life cock entered him. It was a preference, he thought, for if the cock fucking him was going to be a bit tight in his hole, he would rather work up to its' thickness with two or three toys, than grunt and strain to relax as the guy behind tried to push himself in. His favourite toy was an inflating butt plug. In fact he had three, each bigger than the last, which enabled him to take massive cocks if need be, depending on who was 'knocking at his door'.
Holding the vibrator with one hand and Brad's cock with the other, Val pushed in and pulled down at the same time and then pulled out as he pulled his hand back up Brad's cock, and in this way fucked and wanked the man for some minutes. Val found this more than stimulating for himself, his cock and ass ring twitching al the time, and his erection maintaining it's hardness, banging against Brad's leg as he moved.
Then Brad felt down and took hold of Val's stiffness, looking down at Val's upturned face and giving his cock a few pumps before he kissed the waiting lip. Val carefully extracted the vibrator and balanced it on the wall soap dish. He moved round behind Brad, who did not have to move any, and offered his cock helmet to Brad's brown ring. Brad braced himself as Val pushed inwards, his wet cock sliding in almost effortlessly, the inches disappearing inside Brad until Val's pubic bone pushed up hard against Brad's bum.
Brad took hold of his cock and started to wank at a lazy pace, and Val matched it, fucking in and out with his cock. Brad had turned the shower off as Val entered him and the two stood in the strangely silent shower cubicle, just the sounds they made as their sexes rubbed against each other, and their breathing became a little more laboured and faster.
Val put his hands up on Brad's shoulders and pumped his cock in and out as fast as he could. He loved the feeling that only the inside of a bum tube can give as his helmet ring scraped the interior flesh. It had a feel of it's own, nothing like hand wanking, not even if it was done by someone else, with a handful of lube, wearing latex gloves. Mind you, simply thinking of that as he fucked Brad almost caused him to boil over and cum there and then.
Brad stood there taking Val's cock. He could feel the enlarged rim, or flange, of Val's helmet as he moved it back and forth along his love glove. He loved the feel of Val's balls as they slapped into his own when Val was fully in at the bottom of his stroke. He loved the thick fullness of Val's cock sliding past his sphincter muscle in the was in and out. The whole experience was totally gratifying, and was completed when Val reached round Brad's hip and started wanking his cock as he thrust into him. Then, wordlessly, but seemingly by common consent, Val withdrew his cock and let go Brad's erection.
With Val's help, Brad completed his ablutions and helped Val in turn. Leaving the shower cubicle, Brad handed Val a soft white towel gown to wear, and donned one himself. "I fancy a coffee, or something stronger," he said to Val. "How about you?" "Whatever you are having," answered Val and they descended the stairs back to the Lounge.
Brad pottered about in the Kitchen making a cafetière of coffee, and pouring two fair sized Cointreau Liqueurs on ice. Returning to the Lounge he found Val sprawled on one of the sofas, the gown open, his hard cock standing up like a mast above his balls. "Do you ever go soft?" Brad asked laughing, putting the tray of drinks on the coffee table in front of him and sitting on the end of the sofa next to Val's feet. "Not since my Doctor gave me a blow job, the first time it went down," smirked Val.
"So what are we going to do with you?" asked Brad, thinking of Val's problem with his Mum.
"Give me a good fucking, and then some more," came the inevitable answer from Val.
They drank their coffees and sipped their liqueurs in silence, both smiling to each other.
Some time passed.
"Do you like massages?" asked Val.
"What a baby oil rub down and suck, or a proper massage?" asked Brad.
"No a proper massage............... with a suck and fuck," said Val.
"Why? Can you do massages, or you asking me to give you one?" asked Brad, finishing his liqueur and sucking the remaining cube of ice.
"Bit of both. I'm trained you know. Had to do all that to get my job at the Gym. Looks good on my CV and all," said Val.
"I'm up for a rub if you want to do it. I have a proper folding table in my spare room. And I have all the gear, you know, oils and all," enthused Brad.
"Come on then, I'll give your old bag of bones a quick going over," said Val sitting up.
Brad collected the cups and glasses and took them into the Kitchen and then lead Val up the stairs to the spare room. There was no sleeping bed there, just the white plastic covered massage couch, the type with a hole at one end for the patient's face, and wings at the side to take his arms and hands. Brad hung his gown on the peg at the back of the door and adjusted his cock ring and cock, before laying on his front on the couch. Val removed his gown and went over to the side board where all the kit was laid out. He sniffed the bottles and mixed some of the oils into a beaker and brought it over to the couch. Cupping a little in his hands he warmed the first batch before spreading the oils along the back of Brad's legs.
Although it was slightly cold, the friction of Val's rubbing soon warmed him, as did the black-heat light that was now warming up above them both. Brad relaxed completely and confidently let Val 'do as he liked'. Val gently but firmly manipulated Brad's leg muscles first then moved onto his lower spine and pelvis, before moving into Brad's field of view, as he lay there, his head turned to one side.
Brad watched as Val's ever-hard cock waved and wagged as he stood with his legs apart, massaging his shoulders and arm. When Val moved to the other side of the couch, Brad turned his head so he was still taking in the sight of Val's hard-on. Then Brad moved and arm and took hold of Val's swaying balls.
"Your making it difficult for me," complained Val as he continued to work. However he did not brush the hand away.
Brad felt the weight of Val's balls in the scrotum. He put his finger and thumb round the sack where it joined the cock and gave it a little pull. Val let himself be pulled closer to Brad, and saw Brad's mouth open, ready to take his cock. Holding it with one hand, Val pointed it at the open mouth and fed it in, feeling the heat of Brad's mouth as he closed it over the bottom of the shaft. Then Val continued the massage of Brads upper spine, his movements causing his cock to slide in and out of Brad's lips, as Brad's tongue swirled wetly around his cock head.
Finally he had to pull his cock out of Brad's mouth, or stop the massage. With more oil he anointed Brad's buttocks and began to knead them with both hands. Brad moved his legs apart so that each foot hung over the outside of the corners of the couch. Val leaned over and pushed his face between the oiled buttocks, his pointed tongue seeking and finding Brad's hole, the end waggling and managing to lick the dark brown flesh of the wrinkled closure. Following the shower, all he could smell was the gel they had both used, and there was a faint taste of it too. His mouth dribbled saliva into the brown well as he continued to lick, coating it with small bubbles.
Brad could not help rising to meet Val's mouth, his body lifting in the middle off the couch with ecstasy at the tonguing he was receiving. It was enough for Val to slide a hand in under Brad's body and stroke his pulsating dick, feeling the slick, bulbous end that was wet with Brad laying in a puddle of his own pre-cum. Val pulled his head away and said, "I think it is time to lie on your back, now."
Brad rolled over so that he did not trap Val's hand, and lay on his back. Val studied Brad's mighty erection, taking in the more-than-usual thickness and length of the erectile tube, the slack remains of a foreskin now pulled back by the erection so as to reveal the slightly larger-than-usual helmet in all it's glory, and the cock ring that encircled the base of the cock and it's balls, made of polished pewter that glittered and reflected points of lights from its' many facets. And the whole pubic area devoid of the long dense hair that most of his 'clients' sported, showing just a day's growth stubble as Brad had been too occupied this morning to shave here as usual.
Taking a palm-full of oil and warming it by rubbing his hands carefully together, he then spread it over Brad's chest and nipples. Then he lovingly toyed around the nipples with his finger tips to make them stand up stiff, before gently smoothing Brad's stomach muscles. Val then carefully prepared another palm-full of oil, and with two hands took hold of Brad's straining penis.
Using both hands he slid up and down it's length, feeling the inflated flesh jerk in his hands and watching the slit at the top of the helmet, looking like a small baby's bum, ooze drop after drop of clear fluid, which ran down to be smoothed into the penis flesh by Val's hands. Val could smell the aroma of the fluid and the oils as they mixed. His own cock twitched again and again, his ring clenching over and over between his buttocks.
Climbing up onto the table, he was able to kneel on the extension wings either side of Brad's chest, his cock almost touching Brad's nose. Brad reached forward and with his thumb wiped the end of Val's cock, transferring a generous smear of pre-cum to his mouth, before Val relaxed the muscles in his knees and let his rear end descend onto Brad's erect spike. Reaching behind himself to steady Brad's cock and correct its' aim, he slow fell back onto it, his previously grasping ring of muscle now consciously relaxed to allow the freshly oiled monster's head and body to walk into his private garden.
This was the moment Val had been waiting for. As the rim of Brad's helmet travelled up his anal canal, pushing all before it, and his ring became distended further and wider than for his largest and hardest motion, he sunk back onto this magnificent example of manhood, being in full command of how deep and fast it went, and in which direction, either out or in, depending on how uncomfortably it dragged the flesh around his hole, and it WAS uncomfortable, but in a delicious and nicely hurting way. Finally, and seemingly all too soon, he felt his buttocks pressed onto Brad's upper legs as he sat there with Brad's monster fully home, his cock ring pressing hard around his own sphincter. Just to make sure Val scrubbed his hole from side to side and back and forth to see that there was no more of this man left to go into him. His cock bubbled copious amount of clear cum onto Brad's stomach, continuously dripping beads of the stuff down a strand as thin as spider's web.
"Don't get me wrong, Dear Heart, but I really am in love with you.................. and your Owner," sighed Val, summoning the strength to attempt to start the process of moving himself up and down on this, what he felt for the lack of any other idea, was definitely a horse cock. "Oh Yes," he said out loud to no one, "like any love affair, it's a case of give and take." He looked down at Brad smiling up at him. "You give it and I take it," he said smilingly, "That's fair isn't it?"
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