Freddie Slater Shags The Square - Part 3
Disclaimer: this story is fantasy and implies nothing about the BBC, the characters or actors who play them.
After his individual poundings from Jack Branning and Mick Carter, Freddie Slater's appetite for cock had become even stronger. It had been five days since Jack had bred him at the police station and he was yearning for another deep dicking.
He was sat twiddling his thumbs at the Slater's one evening, while Jean annoyingly sang along to the radio in the kitchen, when his phone buzzed. It was a number he didn't recognise, so he curiously picked his phone up and opened the WhatsApp message.
"Alright mate is this Freddie Slater? Martin Fowler here! I run the fruit and veg stall on the market and I need a helping hand over Christmas - Billy mentioned you might be up for some casual work? Let me know if you're interested in some extra cash and loads of banter!"
Freddie chuckled at Martin's attempt to be a "lad" - he must be nearly 40! Not that this was an issue to Freddie, in fact Martin was relatively young compared to the daddies he'd fucked recently. Now Freddie was thinking about Martin in a sexual way and his cock stirred... hmm, maybe this was the "in" he needed?
Freddie instantly replied: "Hello Martin geez! Yes this is Freddie, cheers so much for the message, I'd be well up for that. Need to get the women in this house something for Xmas or I'll be out on me ear. Let me know when you want me!"
He sent it and sat back on the sofa, rubbing his bulge absent-mindedly when Jean suddenly hollered "Freddie!!! Tea's ready!", snapping him out of his trance.
While finishing off Jean's "sausage surprise" recipe, Freddie could only think about the real sausage he wanted and it belonged to Martin Fowler. He'd checked him out in his tight jeans on the stall already and thought his thighs looked delicious... he wondered how long and juicy his dad dick was.
Heading back to the living room, he picked up his phone and saw two more messages from Martin.
The first one read:
"Nice one mate! That's brilliant news. Do you fancy coming over here tonight if you're not busy to sort out the details? Just need to get you to fill out a few forms and that bollocks then you're sorted!"
Followed by:
"Also pal just to let you know the heating is fucked in this place and we can't switch it off, it's absolutely boiling, so don't be alarmed that I'm gonna be in just my boxers! Wear something light!"
Freddie's eyes bulged in excitement, he couldn't believe his luck!
He wrote back: "no worries at all mate, what a nightmare! I'll be over in about 20 minutes!"
Excitedly, Freddie bounded upstairs to his bedroom. He stripped out of his matching grey joggers and hoodie set and jumped in the shower, quickly getting himself sorted and putting on his tightest pair of white CK briefs; they made his bulge look insane and hugged his pert little arse perfectly. He finished off with some short-shorts and a blue T-shirt which he tucked in - he looked the dog's bollocks.
Taking a last look in the mirror and winking at his reflection, he headed over to Martin's place and confidently knocked on the door.
"Hello Freddie mate, come on in!" Martin greeted him warmly. He wore nothing but a pair of plain black boxers and a smile. Freddie noticed immediately how erect Martin's nipples were and admired his perfect `dad bod', hairy in the right places all man.
Freddie shook the older man's hand and followed him inside. Martin handed Freddie a beer and told him to take a seat on the sofa.
"I see you dressed appropriately fella but feel free to strip off if you need to, it's literally 30 degrees in this place!" Martin said wiping his brow.
"Yeah and it's this bell-ends fault, he fucked the thermostat!" said another voice walking in from the hallway.
It was Zack, Martin's housemate and local gym-bunny. Freddie had seen him around and thought he was tasty as fuck but assumed he stood absolutely no chance with him as he was straight as fuck, always a girl on the go.
Freddie's tongue nearly rolled out of his mouth as he gawped at Zack in just a pair of grey tight Dolce & Gabbana trunks. His body was like a Greek god and the guy was packin' heat. Zack grabbed a beer, leaned back against the kitchen counter and grinned at Freddie
"Alright mate, Zack, the better looking one" he winked. Martin rolled his eyes.
"Ignore this twat" Martin said, "so - cheers for agreeing to the job, I probably just need you for about 4 weeks initially if that's sound? Six days a week and 9 hours a day but I pay just over minimum and the bonus if you can join me and this nob for our Christmas night out!" he laughed.
"Sounds spot on Martin lad!" Freddie clinked his bottle neck against Martin's and took a swig. "Where you off on this night out?"
"Well! Start in the Vic as always, then probably the club Peggy's and off into the city if we get that far. Thing is, we always do fancy dress so we don't always get let in but it doesn't stop us getting smashed" explained Martin.
"Oh yeah?! Not done fancy dress since I was a kid" said Freddie. "What's the theme"?
"Christmas of course" Zack scoffed. Fuck off' thought Freddie, cocky prick'.
"Hey and speaking of, me and Zak ordered our outfits and they sent a third one by mistake but it's proper small so no use on either of us - you might be able to squeeze into it?!" Martin remembered.
"Good idea, save you buying one" added Zack "but it's a bit skimpy mate! It's in my bedroom on my floor if you fancy trying it on and it might even be more comfortable than what you're wearing with this fucking heat" he continued. "Second door on the left, come and give us a twirl when you're done!"
Freddie laughed and jumped up from the sofa, following Zack's instruction and heading to his bedroom. He entered and closed the door slightly behind him, surveying the contents of the stud's room. He saw the outfit on the floor in a ball, next to a pile of worn socks and underwear. "Fuck" he whispered under his breath as he picked up the costume - it was a tiny lycra elf outfit with basically nothing but a frilly edge and y-fronts past the waist. Freddie squeezed into it and had never felt something so skin-tight. He looked at himself in Zack's mirror and admired his own large bulge and long toned legs. He looked sexy as fuck but obscene with it.
Before he walked out, he couldn't resist taking a hit of the dirty underwear. He bent down and inhaled the pile in front of him, putting some socks to his nose and breathing deeply. The heady smell of man sweat filled his nostrils and he sighed. He noticed a pair of black boxers inside-out next to him and saw they were stained with streaks of pre-cum... Freddie didn't hesitate in sniffing and licking at the crotch.
As he relished the taste and smell of Zack's used underwear, Freddie noticed an iPad charging on the floor next to the pile, completely unlocked! Being a nosy bastard, he clicked the photos app and saw the camera roll flash up. Freddie started scrolling and admired a fair few generic photos of Zack on a night out, some with Martin - as he scrolled further he saw some topless selfies of Zack... then an underwear shot with the same package on display Freddie had just seen in the other room... Freddie gasped as he saw the next photo: Zack's huge erection; it was stood at a right angle between his muscular thighs, pointing out from shaved pubes and smooth low-hanging balls and it looked delicious.
He kept scrolling - a few more dick pics at different angles, then the photos changed and there was a girl! She was sucking Zack's cock, then he was giving a tit-wank, the next one was his cock inside her... and the one after that made Freddie's already large stiffy expand further against the stretchy lycra; two cocks in frame, the girl holding and sucking on both heads, the heads pressed together. This cock was an inch or so shorter but really meaty and protruded from a dark bush. As he scrolled further, although there were no faces, the man in shot became clear - Freddie had just seen this body in the other room, it was Martin! The next thing he saw blew his mind; it was a video. Martin and Zack had both their sexy cocks stuffed inside the girl, Zack was fucking her arse and Martin her pussy. Their balls bounced against each other in the close up clip and as Freddie watched, their pounding cocks slipped out and smacked against each other. Zack's hand reached down quickly and guided both cocks back into the woman. It turned Freddie on massively to think about Zack grabbing Martin's cock!
"Oi! Freddie! You fell asleep in there or what?!" Zack hollered, snapping him from his trance.
"Coming lads!!" Freddie shouted, alarmed.
`Shit, my fucking stiffy!' Freddie thought. There was no way that was going down any time soon.
"Never mind we'll come to you mate, fucking boiling in here" Martin shouted, as both men made their way down the hall.
`Fuckkkk!' Freddie thought as he dived on to the bed and grabbed a pillow to cover himself.
Martin and Zack entered the bedroom and chucked, "aww he's shy! Come on lad, let's see how tight that outfit actually is" Martin laughed.
Freddie was fucked. Now he could see both men in the flesh, in just their underwear, there was no way his cock was softening.
"Nah lads honestly it's embarrassingly small you don't wanna see this!" he giggled, turning bright red.
"Mate, the kid's probably got a baby cock and doesn't want us to see" Zack teased, smugly.
"Nah come on we're all geezers here! Plus you've gotta get used to this banter if you're on the stall" Martin replied.
"Look I'm..." Freddie started to protest but before he could, Zack reached down and whipped the pillow from his crotch.
Silence filled the room as the two men stared in shock at Freddie's bulge. The 9.5 inch cock strained against the thin lycra, almost poking Martin and Zack in the eye.
"Jesus Christ" Martin muttered.
"The lad is as hung as me!" Zack laughed.
Freddie was beet red and sat awkwardly still, eyes on the floor. Zack's gaze moved towards the floor and noticed the iPad lying open and on. He walked over and picked it up. Freddie froze.
"You been a naughty boy, watching my private vids?" Zack questioned, with a stern look on his face.
"Has he now?" Martin added.
"Look lads, I just picked it up to take a photo of myself in this costume to see what I looked like but pressed the wrong thing and next thing that video..." Freddie protested.
"Like what you see did ya? Makes sense now why you've got that hard on" Zack interrupted. He dropped the iPad and reached down to firmly grip Freddie's schlong.
"What you reckon Martin? This kid likes the look of our cocks?" he grinned.
"I think he might" Martin winked at Freddie who blushed even deeper.
Within a blink, Martin had whipped his black boxers down and kicked them off. "Does it look as good in the flesh, Freddie mate?" he asked as he waved his 8 inch thick cock around. Martin's hairy balls hung low and he had a thick dark bush.
Dropping his protests, Freddie replied. "Looks good enough to suck, so bring it here" he said, looking Martin straight in the eye.
Martin strutted over and pulled Freddie's head, entangling his fingers in his curly hair, onto his juicy leaking daddy dick.
"Mmmph suck that fat cock" he grunted as he stretched out Freddie's lips.
Zack released his hold on Freddie's bulge and whipped his own underwear off, his 9.5 inch slender, beautiful appendage slapping Freddie on the cheek as it bounced out. Freddie gripped it with his free hand then devoured it, spending the next few minutes moving between both studly cocks. Zack and Martin high-fived as they enjoyed the feel of the smooth twink on their willies, Freddie going back and forth deep-throating their monsters, which leaked copious amounts of pre-cum into his eager mouth.
Five minutes passed and he released his mouth from Martin's shiny helmet with a loud pop.
"I'm gonna need to release my cock lads before I rip this outfit" Freddie said.
"Keep it on" barked Zack. He pulled Freddie to his feet and reached behind the slim lad, groping his sexy arse cheeks and pulling at the material, causing it to rip perfectly across his crack. He then gripped the material around Freddie's straining cock and ripped it too, enough for the teenage meat to bounce out and "kiss" Zack's own dick.
"Naughty" winked Zack at Freddie.
He threw Freddie back onto the bed and leaned down, pushing his legs apart and exposing his smooth, beautiful, pink boy hole. He got on his knees and dove in, Zack's long tongue snaking into the pussy in front of him and eating it out with force. Freddie's eyes rolled back as he moaned out loud, feeling Zack's skilled mouth work its magic on his hungry hole.
"They all make the same sound" Martin laughed, "he's got a talent apparently, the women quiver for it" he said, slapping Zack on his tanned, muscled arse.
Zack made a muffled response as he ate out Freddie's tasty cunt but it couldn't be heard. Martin climbed on to the bed and stuffed his wide cock into the young lad's eager mouth and enjoyed another blowjob as his mate got his fill. Martin was used to Zack being a fanny-hogger when they had threesomes.
Freddie couldn't believe his luck, he'd managed to snag two of the hottest daddy types around and both at the same time! He wanted both their cocks together, rubbing against each other inside his accommodating hole.
Releasing Martin's cock from his mouth, he begged "boys, you gotta fuck me. Treat me like that slut in the video! I've never had two at once but I want you two to be the first" he pleaded.
"Looks like we've got ourselves another boy slut" Martin laughed. Freddie thought that comment was curious...
Zack pulled out from giving Freddie's arse the eating of its life and grinned at Martin. "Ready for our cocks to say hello to each other again?" he quipped.
Martin lifted Freddie from the bed and lay down on it. "Face away from me and sit on it" he snarled, spitting on his hand and rubbing his raging dick.
Freddie did as he was told and slowly slid his tight little pucker down Martin's fat cock. He slowly wanked his own dick as he got used to the intrusion and enjoyed the sound of Martin's grunts as he started to gently fuck him. Zack lubed up his cock and rubbed some around Freddie's stretched hole. Martin pulled Freddie back to lie down against his chest and Freddie loved the feel of Martin's hairy torso against him and his bushy pubes pressed against his lower back.
Zack shuffled up and leaned in to press his fat purple head against Freddie already stuffed arse. "I don't go as gentle as him" he stated firmly as he looked Freddie right in his puppy dog eyes and pushed all 9.5 inches of his gorgeous cock up inside the tight boy pussy.
"Fucking hell!!" screamed Freddie, but Martin held him still and let Zack get to work.
Zack gripped Freddie's neck and began to pummel his stretched cunt. Martin reached one hand round to stuff his fingers into Freddie's gasping mouth and the other jerked the lad's cock to give him some pleasure as he rode out the initial pain.
Zack was like an animal, roughly slamming his hips against Martin's thick willy inside the Slater kid's bum. He loved the feel of his best mate's erection throbbing against his own while he shagged a fanny, the sensation was immense. Martin grunted as he met Zack's thrusting with lighter thrusts and enjoyed the feel of his mate's pulsing cock head grazing his own.
Freddie was delirious. The pain had now become pure pleasure and he whimpered in lust at the feel of these two studs pounding away at him on Zack's bed. He could feel his hole grip both daddy dicks and he'd never been happier as he suckled Martin's fat fingers and was generously wanked off.
The sound of Zack and Martin's balls slapping against each other filled the room alongside Freddie's cries of passion and Zack's grunts. Zack leaned down and nibbled on Freddie's ear lobe and began whispering to him.
"Yeah take that fucking massive stud cock boy. You've wanted this since the minute you got here. We're gonna plant our seeds inside you and you're our bitch now. I want you coming back with Martin from the stall and sitting on our cocks. I want you sucking on our bellends while we watch telly and I want you licking my sweaty feet after a day at the gym".
Freddie's eyes closed in delight as he relished Zack's words and hoped they'd be true. The dirty talk tipped him over the edge and Martin's hand was doing a great job - he moaned deeply and released a torrent of teen spunk all over his own chest, some of it hitting Zak's pecs.
"Ohhh yes you naughty little bitch!" Martin yelled as he let go of Freddie's twitching cock. He had some cum on his first so swapped his hands around and made Freddie lick it off.
"Good lad" he continued. "Come on mate let's breed this fucker".
Zack increased his already brilliant pace and spread Freddie's legs wider. He pummelled that pussy as best he could and felt himself getting close. The three men were absolutely dripping in sweat due to the temperature in the house and Martin began gasping and moaning into Freddie's shoulder as he felt himself approach.
"This pussy is even better than Bobby Beale's!" Zack cried out. Freddie's ears pricked up - one to remember for future!
"Fuck, cumming mate!" Martin yelled, feeling his cock splurge rope after rope into Freddie's guts. This tipped Zack over the edge and he too filled the slutty hole with his thick sperm, both men loving the feel of their combined loads all over their slimy cocks.
Zack collapsed on Freddie, his sweaty body mixing with Freddie's cum. The three men lay panting for a few moments before disentangling. Their cocks slid out of the gaping pussy with a squelch which made all three chuckle.
"Well mate, looks like that outfit does fit you but I would probably say it's had its use" Martin laughed, pointing at how much cum and sweat had stained the skimpy elf costume.
"Cheers lads" Freddie said, standing up and clenching his leaking hole as he stripped out of it and looked for his clothes. "Safe to say we've broken the ice ahead of this Christmas night out but I'd better look for another costume".
"Nice one pal" Zack smirked. "See you around" he said as he smacked Freddie's bare cheeks and headed for the shower.
"So you still up for that job anyway?" Martin asked.
"Damn right! And I'll happily come back to yours for some further training and overtime if needed" Freddie grinned.
"See you Monday" Martin winked.
Little did Freddie know, this was only the beginning of his journey to becoming one of Martin and Zack's collection of submissive bitch boys.
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