Kangaroo Teammates

Warning: This story contains gay sex. If you are under the legal age to read such material in your country, or are likely to be offended by such material, then read no further. This story is fiction and in no way implies the sexual orientation of any of the celebrities mentioned

Kangaroo Teammates 5 - British Tour

The unmistakeable sound of his roommate Ryan moaning in ectasy greeted Craig as he entered the spacious apartment which he and Ryan called home. It was most certainly not unusual to arrive home to hear (and see) Ryan fucking some slut, but these moans were different. More submissive. Like Ryan was being fucked himself, an occurance which would have been unusual. Craig had fucked Ryan on numerous occasions, but typically Ryan was the very embodiment of a `top'. The moans became louder as Craig, dressed only in a pair of white football shorts, walked through the lounge room and to Ryan's bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, and Craig held his breath as he pushed it open slightly. Ryan never had a problem with Craig watching (or joining in), but Craig didn't want to intrude on his privacy anyway. As he poked his head through the door frame, he was shocked to see Ryan, fully naked, bouncing on top of a sweating, grunting Wendell Sailor. Wendell, a former teammate of Ryan in rugby league, was a massive, ripped, black stud, and was infamous in social circles for his insatiable appetite for pussy and arse of all kinds. Craig watched as Wendell's mouth opened wide and he sat up, gripping Ryan's body firmly as he gasped, and then shot a load into Ryan's welcoming hole. Wendell gripped Ryan for another half a minute or two, before he collapsed back onto the bed. Ryan ran his hands up Wendell's chest, and Wendell stared at him, smiling.

`You're the best lay I've had in months man...' Wendell said, his eyes slightly glazed over in a euphoric daze.

I try my best.' Ryan replied, leaning down and tongue-kissing Wendell before pulling his body off him, letting Wendell's long, softening shaft drop down onto his body. I'm going to go have a shower, you can watch TV with Craig or something.' Ryan said, turning to face the door and smiling. `Enjoy the show?' he asked Craig.

Craig gave Ryan a half-hearted smile. `Fuck you.' He added. Ryan laughed, then pushed past Craig to enter the bathroom. Wendell gave a nod to greet Craig, who smiled back, then walked into the lounge room and dropped down onto the large sofa. He reached for the remote, and turned the television on. As Craig watched the latest installment of some crappy soap, Wendell walked into the lounge room, completely naked. His long, soft black dick swung between his legs, and Craig couldn't help but stare at Wendell's powerful, tree-trunk thick legs as he walked across the room and to the single-seater sofa to Craig's right.

`Hey man.' Wendell said. He and Craig had only ever spoken to each other at promotional events and awards nights, and wouldn't have seen each other in well over a year.

`Hey, what's up?' Craig replied, giving Wendell a nod.

`Nothing much. You been at the gym?' Wendell asked.

`Yeah. I go pretty much every morning.' Craig replied.

`I can see.' Wendell replied, looking Craig's shirtless body up and down. Craig was about to say thanks when Ryan returned, holding a towel over his shoulder.

`Yeah, Craigy needs to go every morning to work out all that excess energy now that his boyfriend is in London. Or was it Hollywood?' Ryan said with a smile.

`London. And don't call me Craigy.' Craig replied.

Bet he's getting all sorts of arse over there.' Ryan teased. And Craigy-boy here hasn't fucked in, what, a week? That's gotta be a record for you doesn't it?'

`No, I saw Mini the other day.'

Mini doesn't count! Everyone fucks him! It's like eating breakfast.' Ryan said with a slight laugh. To his right, Wendell also stifled a laugh. Nah, I'm just kidding with you Craig.' Ryan said, ruffling Craig's hair with his hand. `You know that all you've gotta do is say the word and you can get some Vitamin R.' Ryan added, his grin even wider. This time, Wendell couldn't stifle his laugh.

Go have your shower.' Craig replied. Ryan laughed, and then turned and entered the bathroom. Craig turned to Wendell. God he's annoying sometimes.'

`Yeah, but he's a great fuck.' Wendell replied, his hand dropping to his giant dick, which rested on top of a pair of heavy balls.

`I know, but sometimes I just wanna strangle him.'

`Maybe you could do it when you're fucking him!' Wendell suggested.

Craig gave a short laugh. `There's an idea.'

`So whose this boyfriend?' Wendell asked.

`Excuse me?'

`The guy Ryan was talking about.'

`Oh. Jesse? Yeah. He's not my boyfriend, more like a....' Craig paused to search for a word.

`Fuck-buddy?'

`Yeah. That's it. I'm just like you and Ryan. I like fucking, and Jesse, well, he's the best fuck I've ever had.' Craig said, his hand subconsciously rubbing his chest, which it had been laying on.

`Ryan says you're not too bad yourself.' Wendell replied, staring at Craig.

`Yeah, there's a reason why we're roommates.' Craig said, smiling. He wasn't looking at Wendell, but at the TV. A few seconds later he took a quick glance at the hulking form to his right, and saw Wendell gripping his soft cock with his hand, staring directly at Craig.

`I know I might sound a bit forward, but all this talk about fuck-buddies and shit is making me horny again, and Ryan's in the shower...' he said.

`I suppose it would be a good way to shut Ryan up...' Craig said, pushing himself off the couch. He walked over to the naked, sitting Wendell, who stood also. The two studs were about the same height, and pressed their bodies against each other. Wendell moved in for a kiss, but Craig pulled back, smiled, then dropped to his knees and licked Wendell's soft dick, still moist from his encounter with Ryan. Wendell's dick stirred as soon as Craig's warm tongue touched it, and Wendell emitted a soft moan. After licking Wendell's dick to a semi-hard state, Craig stood back up, and gripped the black shaft with his hand, giving it a few long, slow strokes while he and Wendell's faces met.

`I wanna fuck you...' Wendell said, as he dropped to his knees and pulled down the silky white football shorts, to reveal a white jockstrap. Wendell's hand gripped Craig's muscular arse cheeks, and his fingers delved into Craig's crack, as he pressed his tongue against the sweaty cup of the jockstrap. Craig rested his hands on Wendell's shoulders as Wendell ravaged his bulge. Craig's dick was hardening inside the thick fabric of the jock, but Wendell's massive hands prevented him from taking it off and freeing his cock. While his hands were planted firmly on Craig's tanned cheeks, Wendell's fingers slowly made their way to Craig's crack, lightly rubbing against the entrance he had heard so much about. Like nearly every other prominent social figure, Wendell had access to all sorts of gossip and stories, and a lot of the time, Craig Wing's name would always seem to pop up. It was only when Wendell met Ryan that he discovered the rumours were true, and since then, it had been a mission of Wendell's to make sure that the next piece of social legend involved he and Craig. He certainly didn't shag Ryan to get closer to Craig, but it was an added bonus.

`Jesse is going to be so jealous.' Craig said, tilting his head back and smiling while Wendell pulled down his jockstrap.

`What?' Wendell asked.

`My mate, Jesse. You're on his "list". Of guys to be fucked by.'

Oh. Well, maybe when he gets back from England you can introduce him to me.' Wendell replied, jacking his cock to a full hardon. It was a good ten inches of thick, black cock, and even though he was aware of Craig's experience, he knew his hole needed to be warmed up further before Wendell could attempt to jam his cock inside. So, Wendell chose two lucky fingers, sucked them with his mouth, then pushed them inside Craig, preparing his hole for the coming onslaught. Craig moaned, subconsciously licking his lips as he turned his head to see Wendell's muscular body standing behind him. The veins in Wendell's huge arm became more prominent as his finger fucking became faster, and Craig watched in heated anticipation. Such a hot fucking arse...' Wendell said, thinking out loud as he pulled his fingers out of Craig's hole for the last time. Gripping his long, black rod, he rubbed the head against Craig's hole. Come on.' Wendell said, pulling back his dick and taking a seat on the white leather couch, beckoning Craig to come. Sit on it.'

Craig smiled, then mounted Wendell's body, a leg on either side and his wet hole directly above Wendell's thick shaft. The next ten minutes were an absolute blur to Craig, as he slammed up and down Wendell's monster cock, its mushroom head massaging his prostate, delivering one of the deepest and sexiest fucks of his life. Craig had never had a cock so big, nor experienced a fuck so powerful as the one Wendell's monstrous thighs delivered, and his moans were proof of that.

`Oh fuck man, oh fuck! Hammer me man! Oh!' Craig yelled, loud enough for the next block to hear. Wendell was just as loud, but his talk was even dirtier.

`Take my big dick boy... Fucking tight arse, been waiting to fuck your little white butt for years.' Wendell replied, as his strong hands gripped Craig's tight waist, lifting Craig up and down as his dick penetrated Craig's body.

`You don't waste any time, do you?' said a very excited Ryan Girdler, fresh from his shower. He gave a soft clap to the two studs fucking infront of him, as he gripped his soft dick, massaging it against his balls while he watched the show.

`Here, you can help me out.' Wendell said to Ryan, lifting Craig off his dick. Craig stepped back onto the carpet, then dropped to his knees infront of Wendell, pulling off the condom and devouring the monster shaft he had been dreaming about for years. Ryan took the hint, and joined Craig. Soon the three men were a sucking, jacking, moaning body of pure passion. Ryan and Craig were jacking each other off while they double teamed Wendell's ten-inch prize with their tongues.

Mmm.. You guys suck a good dick.' Wendell said, as Ryan and Craig took turns taking Wendell's dick into his throat. Soon, they had developed a system, with Ryan licking Wendell's massive balls, while Craig focused on the monster shaft that had been fucking him only a few minutes earlier. It obviously worked, as Wendell's breathing became heavier. Fuck.. Gunna shoot soon.. Oh man, here it comes..' Wendell moaned. Ryan continued tounging Wendell's balls, as Craig began jacking the huge dick with his other hand. Fffuucckkk!' Wendell yelled, as his balls contracted and a monster load of cum erupted from his monster dick, landing everywhere it could in a three foot radius. Lick it up.' He ordered, and Ryan and Craig quickly complied, giving Wendell a bath with their tongues as they licked up his hot cum.

`Ok boys, I'm going to be off. Thanks for the fucks.' Wendell said rather non-chalantly, lifting himself of the couch and dressing himself. Craig and Ryan bid their goodbyes, then when Wendell was gone, turned their attention to each other. Their own dicks were rock hard from the festivities, and both men desperately needed release.

`Want to take a shower?' Ryan asked, gripping Craig's cock.

`You bet your arse.' Craig replied.

`Only if you're lucky.' Ryan said, leading Craig into the bathroom.

Jesse opened the thick wooden door to the sauna, his vision obscured by the escaping steam as he slowly walked towards one of the many wooden benches placed on all four walls of the sauna room. He sat on the hardwood and leant back, adjusting his towel before closing his eyes and daydreaming. He'd only been in London for a week, and already he was missing Craig. He wasn't in love with him emotionally, but sexually he was near-obsessed, and Craig was too. Their life in the past few months had been like a porn movie, as they explored every position in every environment with nearly everyone they knew, from Jesse's fellow soap stars to Craig's fellow rugby players. Craig was arriving in London the next day, having never been to London and having been convinced by Jesse (convinced all night long, Jesse thought with a smile), but Jesse hadn't been sucked or fucked in five days. The slut he picked up when he visited France was a great lay, but she was no Craig. And she couldn't fuck him back, something which Jesse craved.

`Excuse me, are you Jesse Spencer?' Jesse was snapped out of his daydream by the sight of a muscular young guy, dripping with sweat and wearing a towel. He had short brown hair and a chiseled face.

Jesse squinted his eyes. `Yeah.'

`Pleasure to meet you. I'm Philip. Philip Oliver. I'm on a soap too.' Philip replied. He had a strong English accent, but Jesse was used to it, having frequented London for the past few years. Jesse rubbed his eyes and used that as an excuse to check out Philip. He'd seen him on TV before, but he never realized how much of a stud he was. Well-defined pecs, muscular arms, great tan, and pretty much hairless except for a small strip between his pecs. Luckily for Jesse, he was wearing a towel, obscuring his stirring dick.

`Oh yeah. Eastenders right? Nice to meet you.' Jesse said, extending his hand. Phil shook it, then sat down alongside Jesse.

`So what brings you to London?' Phil asked.

`Just a holiday.'

`Business or pleasure?' Phil asked.

`Business, but a little bit of pleasure on the side.' Jesse replied with a smile. Phil smiled back.

`It's not a bad life being on a soap, is it?'

`Yeah, I kind of wished I was back on TV. Got more action then than I do now.' Jesse replied.

`No way. English girls love Aussie guys like you. You've probably gotten shagged more times than you've eaten!'

You'd be surprised.' Jesse said. He glanced down at Phil's crotch. Even through the white towel, he could see Phil's bulge was bigger than it was when he first sat down. Figuring he'd probably never see the man again in his life, Jesse took the chance. And anyway, girls can't do everything.' Jesse added, subtly moving his own hand further up his thigh, brushing his towel slightly upwards and exposing more of his tanned, muscular leg. To his surprise, Phil didn't act nervous or uncomfortable, but replied straight away.

Yeah, girls just don't always know what a guy needs.' Phil replied. Sometimes you need a lad's touch.' Phil added, glancing over at Jesse. Jesse faced forward, but could see Phil's face turning slightly out of the corner of his eye. Jesse had cruised enough clubs to know Phil was interested, so he decided to come outright.

`You ever had a guy?' Jesse asked.

`You mean shagged one? Yeah. Me and my mate got drunk one night, and we were both horny so I fucked him.'

`You like it?' Jesse asked.

`Fucked him the next morning too.' Phil replied, moving his hand to his crotch and slowly rubbing his thumb over it.

`You let him fuck you? Or was it just one way?' Jesse asked.

You're a nosy bugger aren't you!' Phil replied, laughing. He paused, took a breath and then spoke again. Actually, yeah, I did. Felt fucking weird at the start, but it was alright. He enjoyed it.'

`Yeah, it's not for everyone.' Jesse replied.

`So what about you? I've aired all my dirty laundry to a stranger, so it's your turn.'

`Let's just say I like sex of all kinds.' Jesse replied, grinning.

`Cheeky bugger. Anyway, I might be off. Nice talking to you.' Phil said, extending his hand to shake. Jesse took his hand, then quickly placed it on his crotch.

`You sure you can't stay?' Jesse asked, gently thrusting his package into Phil's hand. Phil looked down, then at Jesse and smiled.

I suppose...' he said, placing his other arm on Jesse's chest and moving in for a kiss, which Jesse quickly reciprocated. The two studs tongue-lashed while Jesse's dick hardened under Phil's hand. Jesse broke the kiss and moved his attention towards Phil's chest, generously licking his left nipple while Phil groped his cock through the fabric of the towel. Phil tilted his head back and relaxed, while Jesse ravaged his muscular chest with his tongue, focusing now on the small, hairy valley between Phil's two firm pecs. Mmm...' was all Phil said, as Jesse dropped kisses down his built chest, licking the sweat off Phil's body and inhaling his masculine aroma. When he reached the bottom of Phil's chest and the top of his towel, Jesse moved back up, tongue wrestling with Phil again while his hand squeezed Phil's dick through the towel. It grew harder and harder with every grope, and Jesse's was the same under Phil's grasp.

`You're packing something there man...' Jesse said in between kisses.

So are you mate. I bet this cock gets a workout most nights. Fucking sexy guy like you...' Phil replied, gripping Jesse's dick harder and jacking it slightly through the thick fabric of the towel. Bet you shag more sluts than you can count.'

`I got a few guys I hook up with.' Jesse said.

`You let them fuck you?' Phil asked, continuing to squeeze and groped Jesse's dick.

`Yeah, but they gotta work for it.' Jesse replied with a smile, staring down at the tent under his towel. Phil gave a grin, and undid the fold that once secured Jesse's towel around his waist, revealing a semi-hard dick. At 5 inches it was still impressive, and felt even better than it looked inside Phil's mouth. He sucked Jesse's dick until it was fully hard, then pulled his mouth off and began jacking it with his hand, moving his body to the floor of the sauna. He kneeled in between Jesse's legs, and licked at Jesse's balls. They weren't overly hairy, but not shaved clean either, but Phil didn't care either way ^Ö they were huge, and Jesse himself had said the only way Phil was going to get some of Jesse's arse was by working for it. As Phil took one of Jesse's balls in his mouth, he knew he was on his way, and Jesse's moans re-iterated that fact. He gave Jesse's sweaty ball sack one final lick, which then traveled all the way up the shaft of Jesse's 9-inch dick.

Oo-O-Ohh..... Yeah... Suck my dick....Fffuucckkkk...' Jesse said, as Phil lapped at his pole, which was covered in Phil's saliva and Jesse's own sweat. The warmth of the sauna turned Phil's mouth into a sauna all of its own, as his warm lips and cheeks sucked on Jesse's dick. Jesse ran his hands through Phil's short brown hair while Phil bobbed up and down on his enlarged shaft. Phil concentrated on the head of the dick, wrapping his lips around the top of Jesse's shaft while his tongue swirled all over the uncut crown. I'm gunna shoot...FUCK!' screamed Jesse, but rather than sucking Jesse to a mind-blowing orgasm, Phil pulled his mouth off Jesse's cock. Jesse looked down at his throbbing, dripping member, and then to Phil.

`What the fuck was that?' Jesse asked.

You want to shoot in my mouth, you gotta work for it.' Phil said, looking down at his tented towel. Jesse smiled, and stood along with Phil. Jesse watched as Phil dropped his towel, releasing a 8-inch, thick dick. Jesse stood still as Phil's hand moved to his waist, slowly turning him around. Sensing what was coming, Jesse placed his hands on the sauna wall. Phil's hands moved from Jesse's waist to the lightly tanned cheeks of his bubble butt. Phil's hands roughly massaged Jesse's globes, squeezing and kneading the firm flesh. So you get fucked often?' Phil asked, as his hands relocated themselves to Jesse's hairless crack.

`Most days. More than once if I'm lucky.' Jesse replied, his body tingling as Phil's fingers rubbed against his entrance. Suddenly, Phil's finger pressed inside, and Jesse's mouth widened at the surprise intrusion.

Doesn't feel like it...' Phil said, as he pushed his finger in further. He slowly pulled it out, and then pushed in a second finger. The wall's of Jesse's arse contracted, and Phil's dick twitched in anticipation. Are you ready?'

Whenever you are, mate.' Jesse said, as Phil pulled his fingers out. He only had to wait a few moments before Phil's inflamed cockhead pressed against his entrance, and Jesse flung his head back while Phil's 8-inch dick filled his hole. Give it to me man...' Jesse moaned. Phil responded by drawing the full length of his dick out of Jesse's arse, and then back in, beginning a fucking motion that gained speed and power with every thrust. Phil's hands gripped Jesse's waist while his cock explored his tight passage. This was only the second arse Phil had fucked in his life, and it was the tightest, most mind-blowing fuck he'd ever had. Jesse's arse muscles gripped his cock like a vacuum, not wanting to let go until the job was done. Phil let out a groan and began deep, upward strokes into Jesse's arse, savouring the feeling of sheer ectasy while he could. As much as he wanted this to last, he knew it wouldn't be long before he shot. Jesse let out a small scream as Phil's dick slammed inside him, and Phil's grip tightened on Jesse's waist.

`You want to see me cum?' Phil asked.

`Wherever you want man.' Jesse replied. Phil had to act quickly, because he didn't want to cum in Jesse's arse.

On your knees.' Phil commanded, as his hand gripped his cock. Jesse turned around and dropped to his knees in front of Phil. I wanna shoot on your pretty face... ` Phil quickly jacked his cock, and in a few seconds his balls tightened, and he shot a monster load of creamy cum onto Jesse's handsome face. Some dropped onto Jesse's outstretched tongue. Jesse stood up, and Phil surprised him by ravaging his face with his tongue, cleaning Jesse's face and in the process, savouring his own cum.

`That was hot.' Jesse said simply.

Tell me about it. An arse like that is enough to make me forget about my girlfriend.' Phil said. How long are you in town?' Phil asked.

`A few more days. Why?'

`Well, I'm heading out tomorrow, but I know a good club you might like. Shitloads of hot buggers, if that's what takes your fancy. I normally head on down if I want my dick sucked on a quiet night.'

Sounds alright.' Jesse replied. I've got a friend flying in today, I might take him there.'

It's called Salvation, in the city. It's easy to find. A guy like you won't have any problems finding a good time there.' Phil said with a small grin. You were great.' He added, leaning in to kiss Jesse, his hand squeezing Jesse's firm ass cheek, before grabbing his towel and leaving the sauna. It was only when Phil left that Jesse realized he'd forgotten something. Jesse's raging hard-on.

Shit.' Jesse said. He was the horniest he'd been in weeks, he'd just been fucked, and Craig wasn't arriving until tomorrow. Shit.' He said again.

`So what was the name of the club again?' Craig asked, as he stood alongside the open door of the taxi.

`Salvation. Trust me, it's awesome.' The guy in the back seat replied. Twenty or so hours ago, he was a complete stranger to Craig. But having been seated next to him for the entire Sydney to London flight, and then sharing a taxi to Jesse's hotel, Craig felt like he'd known Adam Rickett all his life.

Alright. See you mate.' Craig said, closing the taxi door. He reached into his pocket, and handed Adam a $10 pound note through the open window. Have a good one.' Craig added

`I will if I see you again.' Adam said with a smile. Craig took a step back from the curb and the taxi drove off. If it was any other day, he would have made a move on Adam right there in the taxi, but he was already running late, and he hadn't seen (or fucked) Jesse in weeks. Adam was hot, but Craig hadn't spent 20 hours in a plane to see him. Craig picked his bag up from the curb and made his way through the foyer of the ritzy hotel. After a brief elevator ride, he found himself outside the door of Jesse's room. He dropped his bags, and knocked. The door opened in seconds, and Craig found himself face to face with Jesse, wearing a pair of long pyjama pants, with a VERY obvious hard-on.

`Lucky I came early instead of late, or you would have broken a hole through them.' Craig said, greeting Jesse. Jesse rubbed his eyes and looked down, then looked at Craig and smiled.

Welcome to London.' He said. Craig smiled, picked up his bag and followed Jesse inside. He took off his jacket, and was now wearing a blue dress shirt and a pair of black trousers. So this is my place.' Jesse said, extending his arms. `As you can see, you're the first person to see it.' Jesse said, looking down at his still rock-hard cock.

`You mean you... haven't? For two weeks?'

Of course I have! But just not since yesterday, and we didn't really finish off.' Jesse said, scratching the back of his head. What about you?'

`I don't want to say because you'll get jealous.' Craig said with a smile, moving forward to hold Jesse by the waist.

`Come on...'

`Wendell.' Craig said, sheepishly.

Fuck you!' Jesse said, taking a step back. Craig laughed. What was he like?!'

`You don't want to know.'

`Yeah, I've only been jacking off to photos of him for the last four years. Yeah, I don't want to know.' Jesse said sarcastically. Craig quickly stepped forward and surprised Jesse with a long, erotic kiss.

`It was fucking fantastic.' Craig said.

`As good as me?' Jesse asked, staring directly at Craig, his lips wet from the kiss, and his warm breath blowing onto Craig's face.

No, but you've had more practice.' Craig replied, reaching down and squeezing Jesse's hard dick through the flimsy fabric of the pyjama pants. Jesse replied with a long, passionate kiss, his hands quickly untucking Craig's silky blue shirt and reaching underneath, rubbing against Craig's rock-hard chest. Let me help you.' Craig said, his hands moving from Jesse's crotch to his own shirt. He quickly unbuttoned and tore off his shirt, revealing a body which defied the laws of biology, and made Jesse's full-blown hardon even harder. It was smooth, hairless, tanned and absolutely ripped. It was the body of a God, and Jesse's hands explored every square inch of flesh. Jesse's hands simultaneously rubbed both of Craig's ultra-sensitive nipples, and he replied with a soft moan. Jesse and Craig continued this passionate tango for a few more minutes, exploring each others mouths with their tongues and each others bodies with their hands. As they kissed, Craig moved his hands down to the waist of Jesse's pants, pulling them down quickly, and gripping Jesse's hard dick. `I think we should get rid of this...'

If you insist' replied Jesse, running his hands through the now-kneeling Craig's short black hair. The familiar feeling of Craig's soft lips on the head of his throbbing member was almost enough to make him shoot, but he fought the urge and enjoyed the feeling of Craig's mouth over his dick. His cockhead briefly touched the roof of Craig's mouth while Craig's tongue swirled underneath. I've missed this...' Jesse said, closing his eyes tight while Craig took more of his shaft. Jesse's hands ran over his own body while Craig's mouth pleasured his cock. Jesse's dick was the perfect size for Craig's mouth, and it showed. Craig was intent on giving Jesse the best blowjob of his life. His firm grip on Jesse's thigh was just as strong as the grip his lips had on Jesse's cock, sucking every ounce of sexual energy Jesse had pent up in the last few weeks into his mouth. `I'm gunna cum Craig... Gunna shoot right in your mouth....Oh fuck!' Jesse moaned loudly, not caring what the neighbours heard or thought, as he emptied his balls into Craig's mouth. Craig swallowed the first load and pulled back. However, Jesse's cock stood rigid, and shot yet another load onto Craig's cheeks and neck, surprising both men. Jesse couldn't help but laugh as his orgasm subsided. His lover got to his feet, and shut Jesse up with a lingering, erotic kiss.

`Now help me get this fucking belt off.' Craig said. Jesse responded with a smile, then moved his hands down to Craig's waist, all the while maintaining eye contact with the cum-drenched face of Craig. He pulled off the belt, then pushed his hand down the front of Craig's pants, feeling around for the meaty bulge which was the object of men and women's desire around the world. As Jesse's hand gripped his package, Craig's hands unzipped the long pants and pulled them down, revealing a pair of tanned, toned legs, and a massive, purple-thong encased package.

Such a show-off.' Jesse said, shaking his head. He watched as Craig's hand moved to his face, wiping off Jesse's cum. His hand then travelled down his body, leaving a shiny streak of cum over his pecs, down his cut six-pack, and finally the thin lycra of his thong. Jesse read Craig's mind, and pounced, licking up the deposits of cum on Craig's chest, his tongue pausing on Craig's erect nipples, swirling over the buds of sensitive flesh before rolling down his chest and to the waistband of his bulging thong. I think we should go somewhere a little more comfortable.' Jesse said.

I was actually pretty comfortable the- Craig said, before he was interrupted by the feeling of Jesse's hand on his bulge. `Just make it quick.' Craig said, as Jesse grabbed him by the hand and let him into his bedroom. He pushed Craig onto the bed, and gave Craig's bulge a long, slow lick, savouring his own cum. Jesse then crawled up Craig's body, pressing his chest against Craig's hard, muscular physique.

`You know, my dick is still hard...' Jesse said matter-of-factly.

`Really?' Craig said, cocking his eyebrow.

`Really.' Jesse replied. He pressed his crotch against Craig's bulge to reinforce that fact.

`And what do you propose we do about that?' Craig said, his hands rubbing the small of Jesse's back.

`I thought you might let me fuck you.' Jesse said. Craig smiled, then gripped Jesse's arse cheeks with his hands, and rolled over. As Jesse lay on the bed, Craig pulled himself up, turned his back to Jesse and bent his body over, exposing his bubble butt in all its beauty. Craig always got a kick out of showing off his body, especially to Jesse, whose hardening dick was proof of his gratitude. Jesse got on his knees behind Craig, and slowly pulled down the thin strap of Craig's G-String, revealing the crack which Jesse had been fantasizing over for the last two weeks. Jesse ran a finger down the hairless passage, pausing at the tight entrance. He pushed the tip of his finger in, causing Craig to shudder slightly. Having given Craig a taste of what was to come, Jesse lowered his face, nestling his lips between Craig's muscular cheeks. Jesse's long, wet tongue circled around Craig's entrance before it reached its target, causing Craig to let out a loud moan. Jesse's hands moved to grip Craig's waist while his tongue plunged deeper and deeper into his fuckbuddy's passage.

`Fuck.....' was all Craig could say, as his arse was pleasured by Jesse's experienced tongue. Craig had been rimmed by numerous partners, both male and female, but Jesse's touch was so delicate, and so downright mindblowing, that Jesse's tongue typically met Craig's hole once a night. More if he was lucky. However, as good as Jesse was, his tongue could not compete with his thick, long dick, the same dick which was now pressing against Craig's wet entrance.

Wait..' Craig said. He pulled his body forward, then rolled onto his back, his legs in the air in front of Jesse. I want to see you.'

I just want to fuck you.' Jesse said, lifting Craig's neck slightly with his hand as he reached in for a quick, passion-filled kiss. He then pulled back, helping Craig remove his G-String from it's position around his legs before plunging his dick into Craig's awaiting hole. Craig's mouth opened at the intrusion, while his eyes locked on to Jesse's. I can't believe I went two whole weeks without this.' Jesse said, before letting out a groan as his dick pushed further inside Craig. His outstretched arms were on either side of Craig's body, giving him much needed support as he began a long, deep fucking motion, filling Craig to the brim before pulling back out. Everytime his dick slammed into Craig, Craig would let out a moan, his hands' grip on Jesse's side tightening with every thrust. The sound of Jesse's big balls slamming against Craig's arse reverberated through the room, and the gap between each sound became shorter and shorter as Jesse's thrusts became faster. `I could fuck you all night...' Jesse said, as beads of sweat ran down his face. Some dripped onto Craig's already sweaty chest, physical evidence of the sexual energy between the two men.

`As if you'd last all night.' Craig said with a smile, bringing his legs closer together, creating more friction, and bringing Jesse even closer to climax.

You fucking bastard!' Jesse screamed. I'm gunna shoot!' he added, as he collapsed onto Craig's chest, his cock erupting, shooting a load of his juices into Craig's full hole. Craig's legs wrapped around Jesse's thighs, while his arms gripped Jesse's chest, locking the two men in an embrace. Craig's hard dick was pressed between his chest and Jesse's, and it only took Jesse a few moments to notice that everytime he moved his upper body, rubbing his abdominals over Craig's dick, Craig's face contorted in pleasure. `Got ya.' Jesse said with a smile, thrusting his entire body back and forth, jacking Craig's dick with his chest. The sweat coating the two stud's chests lubricated their motion, and in a few minutes, Craig let out a primal scream, as he unleashed weeks of sexual energy onto his and Jesse's chest. His hands squeezed Jesse's bare arse cheeks as the two shared a long final kiss, savouring the afterglow. Jesse eventually rolled off Craig, and the two lay side by side on the bed, returning back to reality.

`I met this guy on the plane, he told me about a club we could check out tonight...' Craig said, breaking the silence.

`Salvation?' Jesse asked.

`How did you know?'

`I got told about it too. Guess we're going there tonight then.' Jesse replied, turning his head to face Craig.

`I guess we are.' Craig added with a grin.

It was one of the most crowded clubs Craig had ever visited. Hundreds of guys, most of them shirtless, flaunting their bodies as they danced, or drank, or just talked. The sheer smell of sex permeated throughout, and Craig's eyes bulged as he saw partners kissing and groping in the middle of the large dance floor, treating the monstrous public space as their own bedroom.

`I feel overdressed!' Jesse yelled, tapping Craig on the shoulder to ensure Craig knew he was speaking amongst the noise of the club. Both Jesse and Craig were wearing tiny bike shorts and tanktops, a style shared by other guys in the club.

`Tell me about it!' Craig yelled in reply.

`Look at that!' Jesse said, pointing to a Go-Go dancer's cage, where two muscular dancers, wearing barely there G-Strings and body paint, grinded against each other to the dance music.

Pretty hot, yeah?' Craig and Jesse turned around to see Adam Rickett, the English heartthrob Craig had met on the plane, wearing just a pair of short pink hotpants, and showing off his thin, ripped body. Glad you could make it, Craig.' He said, before turning to Jesse. `And you must be Jesse. I'm Adam.'

Nice to meet you.' Jesse said, shaking Adam's extended hand. A few seconds of silence passed before Adam spotted someone behind Craig and Jesse. Peter!' he yelled. A few more seconds passed before his intended target made their way to the assembled group. `You Aussies should know Peter Andre right?' Adam asked.

`Know him? I had wet dreams about him all through high school!' Jesse exclaimed.

That's nice to know.' A voice whispered in his ear. Jesse quickly turned around to the sight of a shirtless Peter Andre, his muscular, Olive-skinned chest (complete with his bulging trademark six-pack) on display. The lower half of his body was covered by long leather pants. You want to dance?' he asked. Jesse nodded, and Peter led him by the hand, through the throng of gyrating, sweaty, half-naked men.

`You know they're going to end up fucking by the end of tonight?' Adam asked.

I was kind of planning on joining in.' Craig replied. This place is like viagra!'

And you've only seen half of it.' Adam said, his eyes running across Craig's body. Want to go make Jesse and Peter jealous?' he asked.

`Sounds like fun...' Craig replied, letting Adam lead him to the middle of the dance floor. Soon, the two studs were dirty dancing with the best of them, never looking away from the other's eyes while they moved their bodies.

`You can't dance in that...' Adam said after a few minutes dancing. His soft hands running under Craig's shirt, rubbing his muscular chest. Craig lifted his arms, allowing Adam to pull off the shirt and throw it to the floor. However, before Craig could pull his arms back down, Adam held them in place, leaning forward to lick Craig's shaved armpits. His warm tongue then trailed across Craig's chest, flicking at the erect buds with his tongue. Once he'd given the same slow, sensual treatment to Craig's other nipple, he pulled back, now using his hands to rub down Craig's chest, from the underside of his biceps down to his defined waist. As Adam worshipped his body, Craig could see Peter and Jesse, passionately tongue kissing as they ground their hips against each other. He continued to watch as Peter helped Jesse remove his top, like Adam had done for him. Craig decided then and there to turn up the heat, and he pushed Adam's hands to the side, gripped him by the arse cheeks and lifted his entire body up. Adam secured himself into position, hooking his arms around Craig's shoulder and his legs around Craig's waist, while Craig used his strength to hold him in this most erotic of positions. Craig's hands gripped Adam's firm arse, squeezing the globes of flesh and muscle while the two made out on the dance floor.

`Looks like Adam and Craig are enjoying themselves.' Jesse said, as Peter's hands gripped his waist, pressing his crotch against the former pop superstar's.

`Listen, this little competition of ours is making me really fucking horny. I know a place where all four of us can go and get some quiet.'

Sounds like fun...' Jesse yelled. He then leaned in, and whispered in Peter's ear. As long as I get to suck your dick.' Jesse gave the now-smiling Peter's ear a slight bite before leaving to fetch Craig and Adam. After a few minutes trying to get their attention, the two horny studs temporarily paused their embrace, following Jesse and Peter through the back of the club, to the disappointment of the hundreds of party-goers, all of whom were enjoying the show.

This is it.' Peter said, opening a large blue door to reveal a spacious room, complete with a giant black leather seat in the middle of the room. The size of a small pool, it was essentially a giant cushion, presumably for horny V.I.P's and their lucky partner (or partners). Large paintings adorned the wall, of abstract drawn men engaging in all manner of sexual acts, while a large table in front of a larger mirror stored dozens of types of lubricant and toys. It's all yours, boys.' Peter said to Adam and Craig, who quickly returned to their previous position, this time on the comfort of the bed. Adam lay beneath Craig, wrapping his legs around the bronzed Adonis while he pressed the base of his arse against Craig's bulge. The two continued to make out while their bodies writhed on the bed, relieving the sexual tension they shared since they met onboard the plane. `This is hot, but I'd prefer to see you and me go at it.' Peter said, moving his hand around Jesse's waist.

You read my mind...' Jesse replied, moving his body closer to Peter's. But seeing as though we're in a dance club, and seeing as though you're not a bad dancer yourself, I thought you'd give me a private performance before we started.' Jesse leaned forward, once again whispering in Peter's ear. `I'll make it worth your while...'

Peter smiled and nodded in reply. He grabbed a bottle of baby oil from the table and led Jesse to another blue door. He slowly opened it, and sat Jesse down. The room was tiny, containing the leather seat Jesse was sitting in, and a small space in front of it, which contained an identical seat. Peter pushed the second seat out of his way, then turned to face Jesse.

`I love this room.' Peter said, hitting a switch on the wall. Suddenly, the dimly lit room exploded in a frenzy of lights, and Peter instantly began dancing like the professional he was. Peter ran his hands down his perfectly-crafted body, over the set of abs which set both girls and guy's hearts aflutter during his heyday. Jesse's eyes never left Peter's body, and his hand never left his own crotch, as he slowly rubbed the bulge in his tight shorts as he watched. Peter could see the outline of Jesse's cock in the black pants, and this gave him the inspiration to turn up the heat on his dance. He turned around, tore the belt off his pants and yanked them down, revealing a thong-encased, olive-tanned bubble butt, one which was now burnt into the spank bank of Jesse for the rest of his life.

`Show me that arse baby.... So fucking hot....Bend over man...Spread that arse...' Jesse said, breaking his silence and rubbing his now hardened dick to a full-erection. Peter quickly complied, taking a few steps back and bending over. His butt was mere centimeters from Jesse's face, but when Jesse raised his hands to feel it, Peter stood and stepped forward.

`Not yet.' Peter said, turning around to face Jesse. Now holding the bottle of baby oil, Peter emptied nearly its entire contents over his body. As he watched Peter rub it onto his chest, arse and thighs, Jesse thought he was going to have an orgasm there and then.

`So fucking hot...Bet you get so much dick at this place... Probably fucked everyone in here...' Jesse said, gripping the head of his dick through his shorts. Suddenly, Peter stepped forward, wrapped his arms around Jesse's neck and straddled him, then grinded the bottom half of his body in the sexiest lap dance Jesse had ever received.

You don't know the half of it...' Peter said. He grinded his muscular arse into Jesse's bulge once more. Now let's see that big dick...' He stepped off Jesse, then watched as Jesse pulled down the top of his tight black pants, releasing a hard dick which slapped against his chest. Peter helped Jesse remove the pants completely, then watched as Jesse stood up.

Suck it.' Jesse said. Peter dropped to his knees and lapped up Jesse's hardening cock. Jesse's hand gripped the top of Peter's head, and Jesse guided Peter's hot mouth over every inch of his dick, exploring every erogenous area on his 9-inch member. Jesse quickly discovered Peter had a talent for deep-throating his dick, and every time Peter lowered his mouth onto Jesse's thick dick, all Jesse could do was moan. He soon took a more pro-active position, grabbing the side of Peter's head with both his hands and face-fucking the oil-covered pop star, who gratefully took more and more of Jesse's dick. Wait. I don't want to shoot yet. Show me your arse.' Jesse commanded.

Peter smiled, pulled himself to his feet and turned around. He turned his head back and gave Jesse one last smile, before bending over completely, exposing his shaved, pink hole in all its glory. Jesse's hands slowly ran over Peter's cheeks, collecting a coating of baby oil and sweat, before he attacked the hole with his tongue, deeply penetrating the pop star's man pussy.

`Lick me out! Yeah! Your tongue feels so good bud! Can't wait to have that big dick in me!' Peter said, as Jesse's expert tongue pleasured his often-used entrance. Peter's last comment provoked Jesse to skip the entrée, and go straight to the main course. He stood up, and slapped Peter's arse cheeks with his hard, wet dick.

`Get down. I'm going to fuck the shit out of you.' Jesse demanded, as Peter smiled in delight.

Back inside the room, Craig was pumping in and out of Adam with a frenetic pace. Adam was laying on his side, one leg laying flat underneath him while the other extended into the air, gripped by Craig as he hammered the tight hole in front of him. Adam was a loud fuck, moaning and whimpering while Craig gave him the most passionate shag of his life. Craig's hands gripped Adam's waist, rubbing the defined, perfect six-pack which gave Adam his fame.

I've been wanting to do this ever since I saw you on the plane.' Craig said, before leaning forward to lick Adam's long neck. A snail trail of sweat glistened off Adam's already sweaty, ripped body. Three years ago, Craig had jacked off to a photo of Adam Rickett in a tabloid magazine, and the fact that he was now shagging him inside one of London's hottest nightclubs was testament to how crazy his life had become. Let's mix it up...' Craig grunted, positioning his and Adam's bodies until Adam was laying flat on the bed, one leg high up in the air, while his lover lay in the opposite direction, drilling his hole with his massive dick. Craig grinded and pushed his hips, the muscles in his butt flexing and contracting with every thrust, as his slick cock reamed Adam's willing hole. The two formed an intertwined `L' shape, writhing and grunting in pure sexual ectasy.

`Holy shit!' Adam said, almost laughing as he took the deepest, most erotic fuck of his life. His tight arse muscles clasped Craig's piston like a vice, yet Craig still managed to pull his dripping nine-incher its entire length out before slamming back inside Adam. Sadly for Adam, a final thrust from Craig ended the rough shagging, at least temporarily. Adam turned his body to see Craig, smiling and sweating from exhaustion, sitting back on his calfs, his throbbing dick pointing to the roof.

`You wore me out man..' Craig said, giving his dick a playful slap.

I'll give you a rest..' Adam replied. Four seconds passed. Ok, that's enough.' Adam turned and lay on his chest, slightly arching his back and clenching his arse muscles.

`You're such a little slut.' Craig said, now kneeling behind Adam. He lined up his slick shaft, and slowly pushed it back inside Adam. It was a familiar, but mind-blowing feeling, and Craig had soon returned to his old groove, slamming in and out of Adam's bubble butt while the British twink moaned in absolute pleasure. Adam had been jacking himself off throughout their entire fuck session, and the reaming he was receiving by Craig became too much. He bolted upright and began furiously jacking his dick, bringing himself to the brink. Craig sensed this, and pulled Adam's hand back.

`Let me...' Craig whispered into Adam's ear. His hands ran down Adam's sweaty chest, as his thrusts became deeper and deeper, titillating Adam's prostate until it became too much.

`Oh my GOD!' Adam screamed, as he experienced his first hands-free orgasm, his hard dick erupting with three shots of hot, sticky juice. This sight, and Adam's tight butt, quickly brought Craig to climax. He pulled his dick out of Adam's chute, tore off his condom, stood up on the bed and jacked his wet shaft. Adam turned around just in time to receive a monster load of cum onto his face, neck and chest, as Craig moaned in absolute delight. Even after orgasm, the two men were driven by their animalistic instincts. They embraced, kissing passionately as their sweaty, cum-soaked bodies rubbed against each other. When they broke their embrace and rolled onto their backs, they were greeted by the sight of Jesse and Peter's oily bodies. Jesse's still-hard dick was dripping cum, and Peter's body (specifically his arse-crack) was painted with it.

`So, you guys want to switch?' Jesse asked with a grin.

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Hope you enjoy the series!