Freddie Slater Shags The Square - Part 4
Disclaimer: this story is fantasy and implies nothing about the BBC, the characters or actors who play them.
Five days had passed since Freddie's unexpectedly horny encounter with Martin and Zack, when the two 30-somethings had stretched his tight hole beyond its previous limits with their large, powerful cocks.
All the 18 year old could think about was scratching the itch inside him for more dick. His hole had just about stopped smarting from its battering on Zack's bed and he was now ready for more. He'd started working for Martin on the stall and they were getting on famously, but nothing else had been said about a repeat performance. Freddie had really hoped he could find out more about Zack's revelation that him and Martin had fucked Bobby, but it was all quiet on that front. Were they playing hard to get? Freddie was frustrated and needed cock... now!
As that thought ran through his mind, the universe gifted him a fine figure of a man in the shape of Jay Brown, walking up Bridge Street towards the Square. As the local car dealer and adopted son of Phil (who was with his auntie Kat), Freddie had seen Jay around and they'd shared the odd pint, as he was also mates with Billy, his not-really dad. Freddie had already admired Jay's lean physique, handsome looks and strawberry blonde hair. At this moment, Freddie was ogling Jay as he walked past in a tight-fitting suit which clung to his firm thighs and showed off his cute, shapely arse as the back of the jacket blew upwards in the wind.
"Martin, can I take five minutes to grab Jay quickly?" Freddie asked eagerly.
"Yeah no worries mate, just don't leave me in the lurch for packing up at half past!" Martin winked.
Freddie grinned and jogged after the sexy ginger businessman.
"Oi oi Jay!" Freddie shouted. Jay turned around and smiled at the youngster.
"Ello Freddie, everything good?" he quizzed. Jay stuck out his hand and grabbed Freddie's in a firm handshake - from scally to gent! Freddie's cock twitched at the feel of Jay's warm palm against his own.
"Yes bruv! All good, just wondered if you had any work going at all down the car lot? I'll even wash cars. I'm on the stall with Martin but I'm brassic for Christmas and need every penny" Freddie eagerly explained.
"Look mate, I've gotta be somewhere with Lola in five minutes but here's my number - text me tonight and I'm sure there's something we can sort" replied Jay, handing Freddie a white business card.
"Nice one! Speak later then" Freddie saluted as Jay briskly walked away. Freddie took a sneaky look behind him and caught another glimpse of that cracking arse, absent-mindedly groping his willy as he did.
Two hours later, Freddie's back at home with Jean in his ear about something nonsensical. He politely deals with her and makes his excuses to head to his room and put some music on. Fishing the business card Jay had given him from his grey sweatpants, Freddie quickly types out a message and hits send.
Jay mate it's Freddie! You free to talk? Any luck thinking about a little Christmas job for me?
Freddie's mind wanders and he starts thinking about Jay's arse, Martin and Zack's cocks, Jack's hairy cunt, Mick's sexy dad-bod... all the naughty fun he'd had over the last few months. His hard cock begins to cause a large tent in his sweats and he rubs the mound gently as his balls churn.
A reply from Jay snaps him out of his trance:
Hey Freddie pal! Yeah am free at the moment, Lola's fucked off out so got this place to myself. Yes so reckon I could get you valeting cars for the next few weeks at least. Only a few hours a day but better than nothing?
Freddie replies quickly.
Amazing! Thanks so much Jay! When shall I start? Do I need to bring anything?
Come by tomorrow mate in the morning whenever Martin can spare you and we'll sort it out in person. I'll supply the stuff so no worries there. Take it easy mate!
Freddie replies with a love heart eyes' emoji and puts his phone on the side. Excited about his new venture and potential new friend with benefits', Freddie began to reach inside his sweats and grip his long cock, thinking about what Jay might look like under his fit as fuck suit.
Freddie's phone suddenly buzzed again. Another message from Jay? He opened it.
His imagination was suddenly overtaken with reality - it was a photo of a cock... Jay's hard cock!
Freddie's eyes widened and he grinned manically as he saw another photo come through. The first one was a close-up of Jay's erection - it looked long and slender, pale and topped by trimmed ginger pubes. It was fucking beautiful! The second photo was of Jay now sat manspreading in a pair of suit trousers and untucked white shirt, the same hard cock protruding through the zipper of the trousers. Plump shaved balls were squashed below the cock and Jay's fist was gripping his tool.
Freddie knew for sure it was Jay, it was the same bloody suit he'd just seen him in two hours ago! The young lad's cock was straining in pain against his sweatpants and he was about to release it for a furious wank when his phone started to ring. It was Jay!
Nervously, Freddie answered: "Erm hello?"
"Fuck, Fred mate, I've just sent something but I've fucked up and sent it to you by mistake. You seen it? Don't bloody say a word alright?" the panic was clear in his voice.
"Oh shit yeah erm, I have just seen em to be fair! Listen geezer no worries these things happen none of my business really" Freddie replied.
"Look... it's well embarrassing but I can explain and you're a lad who probably gets plenty of fanny so I think you'll get it. You free now? Wanna come over for a beer and we can settle it and sort out your work?" Jay scrambled for ideas to keep Freddie quiet.
"Yes sure fella, can't turn down a beer! Don't panic I'll be over in ten" Freddie assured.
Freddie hung up and quickly changed. He wanted to look good if he was going to use this situation to his advantage! He whacked on a black Boohoo Man tracksuit that snugly fit him and gave him an ample bulge out front. Spraying some aftershave and tweaking his curly hair, he grabbed a puffa jacket and left.
As he tapped on Jay's door, he saw the blind in the front room window twitch. A few seconds later, a nervous Jay, biting his bottom lip, answered it and sheepishly invited Freddie in, who followed the hot ginge into the flat. Freddie swooned at how hot Jay looked still in his suit.
"Look pal, sorry about that pic, I'm so embarrassed but lemme explain... Lo's not been really givin' me much attention the last few months and I'm a red blooded man! So I've had a few girls on the go, but literally just chattin' and swappin' photos mate! I swear nothing more. You get it yeah? You must have loadsa girls you're sendin' your nob to!?" Jay laughed nervously as he babbled away.
"Aah Jay mate don't bloody worry about it, no judgement here! Least you ain't cheating properly eh." Freddie replied.
"You're a good lad ain't ya" Jay said, patting Freddie on the back, "but honestly I'm absolutely gaggin' for some action, me nob thinks my hand is its new best mate" he grinned.
"Not good fella!" Freddie responded "a handsome chap like yourself should be nailing fanny left right and centre".
"Fuck me mate, if only. I wouldn't even be that choosy I'm that desperate. Any hole's a goal!" Jay winked and handed Freddie a beer. "Come on, let's sink a few of these, me nerves are shot. Let's talk car washing".
Before they knew it, 90 minutes had passed and they were six beers down. They'd sorted out the job and got chatting, Jay giving Freddie a potted history of the square over the last 15 years and talking about his teenage tearaway days. Before long they were back on the subject of shagging. Freddie was feeling brave and decided to test the waters.
"So you know that photo you sent earlier mate? Not gonna lie, your dick is pretty decent and I can see why the birds are flocking" Freddie muttered.
"Oi mate you're gonna make me blush, stop creepin' round your new boss" Jay replied.
"No honestly! And you look proper smart in that suit" he continued.
"I do scrub up don't I?" Jay smiled, his eyes half closed as the booze took its effect. "You give Martin all these compliments do ya?" Jay questioned.
"Nah I just suck his cock" Freddie said, straight as you like.
Jay swigged a beer and laughed, smacking Freddie on the leg. He saw that Freddie's expression hadn't changed and he was staring him straight in the eye.
"Fuck off!" Jay grinned. "You're `avin me on. You're a pussy magnet, not a cock sucker."
"Can't I be both?" Freddie winked.
"Shit! Bloody hell man. Well, ain't nothin' wrong with it but have to say I'm surprised" Jay stuttered.
"So now you know why I liked that photo you sent me" Freddie smirked, resting one hand on Jay's knee.
Jay smiled and moved away slightly, "look mate you know I'm straight" he started to say but felt Freddie's hand snake towards his healthy bulge in his dark suit trousers. Jay watched Freddie's hand snake down and gently cup the semi-hard cock that was beginning to stir.
"Any hole's a goal you said?" Freddie stated.
Jay gulped as he felt his erection begin to expand and stretch against the material. Freddie traced it with two fingers and Jay shuddered.
"Mate... stop..." he protested, ever so lightly.
"Nobody needs to know" Freddie whispered, taking Jay's beer out of his hand, falling to his knees, unzipping the suit trousers to reveal the black boxers beneath them, a pair of very full balls and a hard cock nestled inside. Jay was powerless as Freddie reached inside and felt his warmth. He gripped the older guy's cock and fished it out - Freddie had seen the photo but was even more spellbound in person, it was beautiful. Before Jay could utter another protest, Freddie clasped his full lips around the tasty head and began to suckle on it, eventually building to deeper strokes. He placed his hands on Jay's firm legs and worked his way down the delicious pole until his nose was pressed against shaved gingery pubic hair. Jay groaned loudly in pleasure as his cock was deepthroated for the first time in what felt like forever.
Freddie inhaled the musky scent of the day's work on Jay's crotch and felt his own prick stiffen even further in his pants, especially when he felt Jay's hands clasp his head tightly, his fingers intertwining in his curly locks, and begin to face-fuck his mouth. Jay was grinding his hips and feeding Freddie every smooth, hard inch of his pale schlong as the lust took over and he suddenly didn't give a fuck an 18 year old last was on the end of his cock.
Freddie happily took the assault on his throat and loved the feel of Jay's huge ginger bollocks slapping against his chin as he got his end away. After another minute or so, Jay paused to let Freddie get his breath. The younger guy removed his mouth and wiped a long streak of saliva from his lips, panting happily with tears in his eyes.
"Fuck, mate, so tasty" he grinned at Jay.
"You know what else tastes good fella?" Jay replied. He stood up, shrugging off his suit jacket, quickly wriggling out of his trousers and whipping off his underwear so he was only now wearing a white shirt and navy tie.
Freddie's eyes lit up as Jay leaned back on the sofa and spread his lanky legs wide so that his supple, creamy-white arse cheeks were spread and revealed his perfect pink hole, surrounded by a dusting of dark ginger hair. Freddie salivated at the sight before him, it was one of the best holes he'd ever seen and that included his own.
Jay woke him from his trance and slapped his fingers against his pussy. "It ain't gonna eat itself" he slurred. Freddie dropped to his knees once again and unconsciously licked his lips before pressing his whole face against the spread cunt and devouring it. He jerked his own large teen erection, unleashing it from the waistband of his sweatpants, as he tasted Jay's musky hole for the first time - he was hooked; it was such a manly, sweaty crevice and the most pink, pretty cunt all at once. Jay moaned softly as Freddie's talented tongue was put to work, he licked, probed, kissed and sucked that ass within an inch of its life, sniffing all around it, occasionally working his way to Jay's massive balls and taking one at a time into his willing mouth for a firm suck, then heading straight back to the winking little pussy that he couldn't get enough of.
"Yeah eat my sweaty arse mate" Jay sighed. "Bout time it had the attention it deserves again".
Freddie elicited muffled moans against the spread hole as he hungrily continued to devour it. He wished beyond wishing that he could fuck it, but didn't have the confidence to push his luck quite that far today. He was curious to know who might've eaten Jay's arse before - surely not a girl? Maybe a question for another day.
Reluctantly, after a good ten minutes of tongue-bathing that sweet hole, Freddie pulled his soaked face away and used the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. Jay was lazily wanking his cock and using his thumb to massage his bell as Freddie stood and quickly stripped out of his chavvy tracksuit. He dropped his white CK briefs to the floor and stood proud in front of Jay who had now lowered his legs and was waving his pretty 7.5 inch dick in Freddie's direction.
"You're a big lad ain't ya! Can see why you put it about with all sorts" laughed Jay. "Now turn around, get over here and sit on me cock. I need to get a pussy pregnant."
Freddie didn't need telling twice and backed himself towards Jay, his sexy boy arse looking as appetising to Jay as any woman's as Freddie sat himself down and exposed his completely smooth and flawless hole. Jay placed one hand on Freddie's right cheek and spread it as he guided his pulsing cock into its waiting prize. Freddie began to slowly sink down and moaned in gratification as he felt Jay's perfect penis begin to enter him and penetrate his pussy lips.
Both men grunted in pleasure as Freddie sat right back and felt Jay's pubes brush against his soft cheeks. Jay was in heaven, one of the tightest snatches he'd ever had was on his cock. Freddie started bouncing enthusiastically as he accustomed himself to the sensational intrusion, his own cock and balls flapping around as he repeatedly sat himself down on Jay's leaking prick.
"Yeah back that cunt onto my dick!" Jay yelled as he tilted his head back and enjoyed the ride.
A few minutes of pleasure passed and Jay looked up to see Freddie had now turned himself around while not missing a beat on his dick and was now facing him, cupping his cock and balls. Before Jay could say a word, he hoisted his legs onto the sofa and sat even deeper down, feeling another inch of Jay push past his prostate.
"Fuckkkk that's so tight and warm" Jay gasped. "Milk my dick boy!" he barked.
Freddie of course did as he was told and rode that cock for all he was worth. He reached down and ripped open Jay's white shirt in passion, buttons flying across the room. Jay gasped in shock and awe as his cock was milked, his balls churned and Freddie bent down to bite on Jay's erect pink nipple while he pounded his arse against his beautiful cock. Jay had both hands on Freddie's arse and was spreading it open, his balls slapping upwards with every stroke. Jay was in heaven as he felt his orgasm approach, Freddie now moving on to the other nipple which sent Jay wild. He felt Freddie's hole grip his cock, the sensations too much to bear, Jay yelled out in ecstasy as he unloaded torrents of white hot spunk deep inside the 18 year old's willing hole.
As Freddie slowed down and both men sighed and panted, the younger man hopped off Jay's deflating cock and a stream of semen leaked down Jay's balls and onto the sofa.
"Aah fuck - clean that up please mate" Jay asked sternly. "I always make sure the birds get a taste of my cum and you're no different".
Freddie happily obliged - he'd not cum yet so he was still super turned on and hungrily slurped on Jay's cock, licked his balls clean and moved down to the sofa between Jay's legs to hoover up that excess cum with his eager mouth. It tasted delicious!
"Well that escalated. Me sending that photo ended up being a happy accident!" Jay quipped.
"Mate, the second I saw that I had to have it." Freddie winked.
"Ah the things I do when I'm pissed up. No judgement fella but I am straight yeah - you just got me at the right time when my balls were about to explode" Jay protested.
"No worries at all geezer, but you know where I am if you get desperate again eh?" Freddie replied calmly, knowing full well Jay would be pounding his arse again before long.
"See you tomorrow then - I've still got that job right?" Freddie asked.
"Yeah sound, but listen, keep this between us yeah. Dunno what you've got goin on with Martin but if Lola finds out about this I'm dead. So shush yeah?" Jay begged.
"Course mate. Our secret!" Freddie grinned, as he finished putting on his clothes and ran for the door.
Within seconds of being back home, Freddie was lying naked on his bed, legs spread, fingering his cunt and scooping out the rest of Jay's sperm. He tasted some more before using the rest as lube for his own wank - rope after rope of teen cum flying over his head and hitting the wall behind him as he reimagined the events of the evening.
"Wow" he muttered... "who next?!" he sighed as he drifted off to post-orgasmic sleep.
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