Disclaimer: This is a fiction story involving gay sex between consenting adults. I am in no way suggesting that the characters involved, or the actors who play them, are gay. I have no idea of their sexuality. It is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. The characters involved are copyrighted by Yorkshire Television/ITV/Emmerdale.
Erotic Emmerdale Part 2:
Cain Dingle took a sharp intake of breath and hoisted a naked Carl King up onto the office desk. He pushed the desktop PC and files onto the floor and gripped Carl's legs at the shins, spreading them as wide and possible. Cain was almost panting as he knelt down at Carl's tight pucker, he took in the gorgeous sight and gently lent in to rub his face around the crack and hole.
"Ohh Cain, do somethin' with me arse again, I fuckin' loved that" sighed Carl, his voice breathless and needy.
"You asked for it pretty boy" snarled Cain, while sniffing round Carl's arse like a bitch on heat.
An instant later, Cain dove into Carl's arse and attached his open mouth to his hole. His cheeks touched the insides of Carl's crack and Carl could feel the stubble tickling him. Cain's fat tongue probed and slobbered at Carl's cunt as it began to gradually open and shut, occasionally trapping the tip of Cain's tongue to which Cain lapped around the insides of Carl.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, Cain... I... this is... fantastic!" Carl rasped, gasping for breath and ending the sentence with a moan as Cain's tongue began to probe deeper.
Cain had successfully loosened Carl's hole and was now nibbling at it and had half his tongue wedged inside. He loved men's cunts more than women's because they were much more of a challenge and a later tastier. Deep down, Cain was a man's man in more ways than one and loved the stench of a male body. Carl was now writhing around the desk in ecstasy as Cain's tongue positively prodded his prostate. Cain had such a talent for rimming and thought back to his last encounter with Scott, who he had squealing like a pig bent over a car bonnet.
Though he would've stayed down there for hours, Cain wanted to get down to business. He was still fully clothed and his throbbing cock was causing slight pain pulsating against his jeans. He released his tongue from Carl's soaked hole and slapped his lips with a grin.
"Very tasty mate, you loved that didn't ya?" he teased.
"Ugh, Cain that we're somethin' else! Where'd you learn it?" Carl moaned.
"It's called experience lad, stick with me and you'll learn a few tricks 'n all." Cain said, "Now, less talk and more action, get on all fours King, I'm gonna bone ya."
Carl didn't need telling twice, he raised himself off the desk which gave Cain the advantage to grope his cock and take a quick mouthful of precum from the tip. Carl grinned at Cain and spread himself on all fours on the desk. Cain delighted in the sight once again and slowly pulled down his zipper. Carl couldn't help but raise his head over his shoulder as Cain began to release his cock. Suddenly he whipped it out and wanked it hard, shaking it in Carl's direction. The fat, veiny weapon was a marvel to look at. The 9incher throbbed incessantly and dripped a copious amount of precum. Cain's foreskin had naturally drawn back to reveal the juicy purple head and flaring slit. His cock looked angry and ready to spew.
"Fucking hell, it's a beast!" laughed Carl, his eyes wide and expectant, "you gonna get naked too?" he asked.
"Patience..." grinned Cain.
But Cain wasn't really in a patient mood. He yanked his t-shirt over his torso and threw it across the room. With the same speed he discarded of his jeans and literally ripped his boxer shorts from his crotch. Standing there naked like a Greek God, his dark hairy chest and toned thighs sheening with sweat, made Carl tremble with anticipation. Carl had had his share of women over the years but Chas's brother outdid them all. He'd made Carl feel pleasure he never knew and was raw sex personified.
Cain smirked at Carl, he could sense how Carl felt and Cain beamed with pride - he knew he was awesome and that's why he always had sex whenever and wherever he could make it happen. He slowly hoisted himself up on the desk and shadowed over Carl's lean body. Carl's cock was now stiff as a rod and the head was grazing against the desktop causing him to wimper in pleasure. Cain lowered himself into Carl and supported his body with his arms on the desk. He postioned his enormous erection against Carl's blossoming hole and gradually slipped inside, inch by inch claiming its territory as Carl gasped with the sensations. Cain leant his face down and managed to reach round to open Carl's mouth and slip his tongue inside. He licked around the inside of Carl's mouth and caressed Carl's lips with his own. They both moaned in unison into each other's mouths as Cain bottomed out and his coarse pubes scratched Carl's arse. They had one last passionate kiss before Cain let rip and began to thrust and pummel Carl's flexible hole, moaning and yelling with joy as he felt Carl's insides grip him tight and make him feel so erotic.
Carl could only feel pleasure and ecstasy, he was numb to any other emotion. His prostate was being grinded against by Cain's bone and his cock was bouncing and leaking like never before. This was the best sex he'd ever had, a brief flash of Chas crossed his mind but in a second it was gone as Cain dug deeper and pressed his cockhead as far it could go. They were like a pair of mating animals, making love and grunting like beasts. Cain lowered his whole weight onto Carl and pressed against him, biting his ear lobe. He pulled him up off the desk and started to twist him round so he was facing him. Carl was in awe as he felt his body circle on Cain's iron cock and when he eventually faced Cain he looked deep into his eyes and groaned. Carl wrapped his legs around Cain's body and spoke.
"Fuck me... just fuck me and cum inside me... ohh god!"
Cain thrust hard into Carl's arse in agreement and furiously fucked him with all his might. They were like a well oiled machine as Carl bounced his stretched hole on Cain's raging 9incher, his low hanging bollocks jumping with each motion and slapping against Carl's cheeks. The pair went in for another deep kiss, eating each other's face.
A few more moments went by and the pair said nothing, just keeping up the fucking and kissing the whole while. Cain suddenly felt the familiar feeling of his balls tightening and his cock throbbing harder as he hollered out his pleasure and came deep into Carl's cunt. Carl instantly tightened his arse muscles and between them they milked Cain's cock which spurted boiling hot wave after wave of spunk deep into Carl's insides. Cain bit down hard on Carl's shoulder as his orgasm rocked him and he fell, with Carl still attached, into a nearby chair. Now it was Carl's turn to cum again and his cock rocketed a fresh load of sexjuice from its flaring slit. It landed mostly on Cain's face and neck, so Carl licked as much as he could and passed it into Cain's mouth for him to swallow. Carl again tasted his own arse in Cain's mouth and realised he wanted to go further.
"Cain... ugh, can you let me off?" he gasped.
Cain smirked and helped raise Carl off his now softening tool.
"Turn around, please, I want your arse, I wanna taste it" Carl begged.
"Oh aye?! Nice one!" laughed Cain, not realising this would be part of the plan.
Cain raised his legs from the floor and slumped back in the chair, exposing his arse for the first time. His crack was matted with coarse black hair and sweat and his bright pink hole was practically winking at Carl from within. Carl tentatively licked Cain's cheeks and tasted sweat so immediately wanted more. He nuzzled his face through the crack hair and started to chew and lick it, eventually reaching Cain's hole. Carl lapped at it and Cain started to smile as his balls rested on Carl's forehead and the sensations ran through him. He loved his own arse being played with just as much as he loved playing with other men's. Carl started to suck on Cain's hole and felt the juices against his lips, which made him pull away slightly in surprise.
"Taste of a man that is lad" Cain said, "now get back on with it eh!"
Carl grinned and obediently went back to Cain's gorgeous hole, all the while wondering what else lay ahead with Cain and all the other fine men in the village. Yet at the same time to Cain this was another notch on the bedpost and as he dreamily lay there having his hole rimmed he started to remember the encounter with Scott Windsor those few months ago...
Hope it wasn't too long for you all, a new story, to come soon...
Thanks the feedback from Part 1, please keep it coming and any suggestions are welcome too!