Ryan Air

Ryan Air - Part 14

I'm on a packed late night budget flight to a holiday isle. Three lads boarding ahead catch my eye. 11/10 for the in flight entertainment and a great holiday.

What were the chances I'd see them back home?

Ryan has a summer holidays off and spends it with the lads, learning to plaster, getting plastered more like. These boys know how to work hard and play hard.

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Ryan Air - Part 14

Tuesday morning arrives faster than my sleep. I stagger out of bed, do a huge piss and dump, no time for a shower. I pull on yesterdays clothes and I'm out of the door as Degsy pulls up.

`Good lad, up for another day?'

I nod

`What was that?' Shouted Degsy

`Yes Sir, I'm ready'

`That's better'

Macca laughed `you still training the pup?'

`Yeah, he's doing fine, he's a quick learner'

We pull into the site and I unload the van, and get onsite.

`1st mix Spanno'

`3 minutes' I reply

I mix the plaster, getting it creamy. I haul the heavy bucket over to Degsy.

He nods acknowledgment and says,

`Hey pup meet Fozzie'

This barn of a guy turns, I know instantly why he's called Fozzie.

Degsy is watching my reaction closely.

I put my hand out to shake, my face straight, i'm showing not a glimmer of a smile or a reaction. Fozzie bats my hand away and gives me a bear hug. He's a big guy, 6' 6" or more I'd guess, broad, shapely and all muscle, huge shoulders, thick arms, especially at the back, he's like a scaled up version of Ryan. His round stick out ears, dark ginger hair, thick fashionably trimmed beard and open, honest face and an eady smile are obviously why he's called Fozzie. I'm sporting wood.

`Don't forget it's Tap Room Tuesday' says Degsy as he's using up the last of mix.

`You got a cute pup here Degsy' Fozzie says and cups my arse. I turn and give him a quick smile and carry on filling the bucket and washing the blade. The next mix is on.

`Mix Spanno'

`Yes sir, 2 minutes'

Degsy and Fozzie watch me as I work, I put on a bit of a show, bending, flexing, clutching my nuts `accidentally'. And carry over the heavy bucket.

`Well gotta go, me and stubby are working next floor and he'll fucking miss me by now, another bollocking coming, see you later muppets'

he puts his hands up to acknowledge me, I scratch my package with one hand and acknowledge with the other and continue scrubbing out the bucket.

`Mix Spanno'

`3 minutes sir'

`And turn the radio up'

I take the bucket over `what's Tap Room Tuesday?'

`Oh we play cards and sometimes it gets interesting that's all'

`Now let's see you knacker up this wall shall we?'

I smiled, great, let's show him what I can do,

I knew the routine, wet the hawk and blade, scoop the gloop, transfer a portion to blade, stand legs apart, press with a tilt and arc your arm in a candy stick shape, up and over at the end.

`Nice action' says Degsy who's stood very close, his hot breath on my neck.

I do it again building up as I progress to the corner, mix all gone,

`Fucking good job Spanno, I'll smooth it whilst you wash up and get us two teas.' He grabs my arse cheek.

I'm floating back with the bucket, my heart filled with pure joy.

Through the day, every second mix is mine now, I'm not smoothing out yet, that must be for another day. Degsy shared his snap with me,

thank Briony she's building me up' as he feels his package, I've got to perform'.

Another hard shift, I've washed everything up whilst Degsy smooths, just his blade to wash up, he strolls over beaming at me, passes his blade gently. I make sure it's clean as a whistle, shining and carry it with the rest of the tools to the van, a heavy bucket in each hand. Macca is leaning back on the van, his hands down his trousers, on his tackle. He pulls out, Degsy opens up and I load the van, expecting the kick on the arse. Instead he cups his hands on my arse and helps me in gently.

`Don't want to snap it off do we pup, a dog with no bone, what would we do?'

`I'd just fuck the useless cunt senseless' mutters Macca.

We get to the pub, Fozzie and his mate are sat at a corner table, Macca buys and we sit down, I'm in between Degsy and Fozzie. I'm softening but still on the edge of full mast.

`Spanno, this is Stubby'

I stand up as Stubby half stands up awkwardly, we do the bro shake, as he assesses me quickly and turns to Degsy as he releases my hand,

`Good find, fucking hope I win today' I saw something in his pants move as he sat down.

They played cards whilst I waited table, collecting glasses, bringing frothy pints back. I went for a piss. Ginge appeared through the fire exit, he went into the stall and he motioned his head for me to follow. I looked around and went in, he was sat on the pan, his trackie bottoms pushed down and he was slipping off his top

`thought you might like to see the goods'

he said and stood up, we were face to face, pressed against the door as he took my hands to his cock.

`I know you like my cock' he said, it's in your eyes, now, how about this?'

he turned, his roseate freckled arse globes pushed into my groin, as I stroked his laddish body, his wanking side more developed than his left, his pecs high on his chest. Nips half tucked under. His cycling muscled arse and thick thighs flexing, his underfed body waiting for protein to bulk him out. I take his cock and wank him into the pan as we stand in the stall. He shoots his load, I watch him spurt, looking over his shoulder, my face tight to his neck, my chin on his scapula, his aroma part crafty cigarette, part boy, part fresh spunk, part gents bogs. I open the door and get back. The lads have drunk up and Stubby says

`ah, here's my prize, come on you'

`We'll wait in the van, 10 mins tops' says Degsy.

`Oh I'm tops all right' said Stubby,

He slid the side door back of his hi top, smelling of pine wood, we stepped in, you can stand up, I skirted the tools and bins of offcuts as he said

`strip off pup',

the door slid shut. Now stubby is about 35, not much on him, a wiry bloke, not my type, I'm pissed off being used like this, angry. I strip, my cock chubby now, I'm just in my boots,

nice' he said, fucking Degsy can find `em',

He pulls open his trousers, dirty bastard is commando. Then I see it, his thick unkempt bush and his hog, pushing out, like a pigs trotter, thick uncut, when I say thick it's thicker than it is long. He pushes me back onto sacks of wood shavings, and he's sucking me off, not bad, he's a bit over eager with his teeth, he lifts my legs and attacks my hole with his finger. The slide door opens and Fozzie fills the space,

`Needed a piss, fucking Ginge was in there touting for business'

He looks at me,

`you're fucking gorgeous'

and drops his trousers, his package prominent. I reach forward and pull his Y fronts down. I gasp, he smiles. Fozzie is big all over, in proportion, his must be 9" skin pulled half back on his head, slit oozing. Dark ginger pubes and gorgeous full nuts.

`Well come on Fozzie, open him up for me' says Stubby.

Fozzie spits and gets me ready, then pulls off his work jersey in one go, I gasp again, he's a brute, a muscle god, not a Mary, just a big horny bloke. He flexes for me, staring into my eyes as my pupils dilate, and my hole relaxes, he pushes in holding my legs high then settles down, he's right in, we groan together, in harmony, our eyes meet and we smile knowingly, he's gentle and he rocks himself close

`You want Sloppy seconds?' He enquires

`No fucking well not, pull out, I want him first'

I'm bereft, my arse in grief as I take Fozzies dick and suck him off, swallowing his load,

`You dirty fucker' he laughs as I show him my cummy tongue and swallow. His eyes dancing as he grins and parts his mouth a little, with his tongue just pointing out.

Stubby slaps my arse and turns me over, my butt high, I'm on all fours. He spits on his hand and smears up, then pushing in, I scream out a string of swear words, it feels like rape but Fozzie is stood in front of me, his cock dripping and slowly deflating coaching me through the barrier, directing Stubby.

`He's in fully now, just relax, open up for him, you'll enjoy him, if he gets your prostate. Wiggle around, help him find it, that's better, you're doing well, really well. He brushed the hairs on my nape.

But despite Fozzies pimping the pain was too much, I wanted to shit him out, like a Boxing Day log, he continued to push in me, Fozzie was so close now, his shaft was hanging down as it touched my face, he leant across and kissed Stubby

`you were my pup once, remember?' Says Stubby

`I do'

said Fozzie who took his chubby shaft and thrust it in my mouth, I focused on getting Fozzie off again as Stubby rammed my arse. They came together, grunting out their loads. The side door slid open, the light blinding us, Degsy looks, smiles and says

`Fucking hell, it stinks in here, times up lads, get dressed pup, stuff to do',

grabbing his package.

I get dressed quickly, Fozzie passing me my clothes. He patted my arse and pushed me out. The side door shut and we heard a laugh and a grunt from Stubby.

My arse hole was burning, dripping Stubbys load out. Macca was driving, Degsy turned in his seat and smiled

`you OK pup?'

I nodded

`It's just the rules, the drill, you'll get used to it. I think Fozzie likes you, be nice to him eh, we go back a long way'.

`Where we going?'

`Dunnow, it's Maccas choice today pup'.

We pull up outside a travellers hotel, Macca dials a number

`We're here'

A bloke cums out and they chat and laugh. We enter the lobby and are key carded through. My mind is racing, what is this setup? I'm pushed and cajoled by Macca and Degsy, I'm in the middle being walked and pushed down the corridor. I spot a cctv camera and think at least they'll know I survived so far.

`Close your eyes' Macca said,

`Tight'

I'm lead into the room

`Open them'

On the bed is Ginge. Fully clothed, in his well worn grubby trackies. Trainers on, grinning at me, his roseate cheeks and flaming hair.

I look at Degsy puzzled

`It was Macca, the big soft lump, not me' he said

I'm still puzzled?

`Maccas bought Ginge for you, he's seen how you look at each other, so it's Maccas treat like' sa

`So what we waiting for?' says Macca. I'm thrown a can by the bloke,

`oh this is Fash'

says Macca, we shake, he's smartly turned out,

`he's one of the foremen'

He pulls me to him

`I've heard good reports about you' and he grabs my nuts but only juggles them gently, teasing me. Ginge pressed off his trainers, his grubby socks stink, then he lowers his trackies, he's commando, the fluffy lining is piss stained and he pulls off his fleece top in one go. He's naked. My cock leaps hard. He slides off the bed and walks towards me and starts to peel off my clothes.

Degsy and Macca sit on the black wooden desk watching, Fash sat in the one chair.

Ginge strips me, I see Fash play with his package in his pants. I look back at Macca and Degsy, they're making out, still dressed. Ah, so we are the show I think, so let's give `em one!

I pull Ginge onto a rug in front of the desk and at the bottom of the bed. And both kneeling up, I kiss him passionately, he's well into this, I don't think he gets much tenderness, his tongue invades my mouth plugging me, I breath through my nose as he explores my mouth, we break off and swap, his cock is raging, a pale white shaft, skin over the head still, the very tip and inner folds red, wet, shiny, sticky as he pumps up precum, lost somewhere in his snout. His body pale as china, translucent almost with patches of red blush, turning white as he moves, his cheeks rosy, his neck flushed. He likes snogging and is getting better at it.

Fash has his cock out now, playing with it. A nice one, 6" straight, smooth, no veins, no hairs.

I break off and push Ginge down, his face in front of my cock, he takes it and examines it, pulling it down, watching it snap up, pulling the skin back, squeezing the head to make a fishes mouth with the slit like it's talking.

He squeezes up the precum and wipes it on his finger and sucks it looking at me innocently. I nod slightly, confirmation for him. He holds me at my base and he opens wide, my cock in his open mouth, I feel my tip touch soft skin and he clamps shut around my shaft. My pulsing increases, a rat a tat tat as I spew pre into his mouth, I thought I'd shot my bolt. I pull off him, and push him into a 69 on the rug, our bodies in a circle, knees pulled up, heads in groins as we suckle and explore cocks then we lift arses to show puckers and explore. Macca, Fash and Degsy are stood over us, one arm over a shoulder, wanking slowly, watching us perform, in silence, just our slopping and moans breaking the silence.

Ginge's arse is beautiful, tight muscular buns ride high on his frame, they hang to each side when relaxed forming a wide upside down Y with his crack, his thick pipe and balls filling the inverted V nicely, looking delicious from behind, all on show, this lads built for pleasure. His musk heavy, crusty bits of what looks like tomato seeds stuck around his hole, his red gold hairs matted, I spit and wash him out quickly expecting a shitty awful taste, instead I get boy, 100% boy, sweat and musk, piss and cum. I'm cleaning him up now, spit washing him like a cat sat on its arse.

He's licking out my hole, his tongue quivering, tentative at first then realising it's not too gross, he's licking it, diving, delving, pushing, spitting, swallowing, wallowing, his face soft on my cheeks. His beard downy, some prickles on my soft crack to pique my interest.

His nuts are hanging on my nose as I delve into his tight hole, he's giggling

`Gerroff you puff'

he laughs but opens his legs wide, lies back on his elbows, spatchcock, letting me have access to all areas. I'm on my knees bending forwards. Ginges cock turgid, red head, golden red bush, never trimmed, natural sexiness, his cock has a downward curve like a banana, like a sweep of plaster, his skin peeled back. His shaft white, his red goreskin pulled down, riven with a myriad of thin blue veins.

Degsy strips in three we'll practiced movements, jersey and shirt off in one over his head, trousers pants down in one, pulled over his boots, boots off. He's naked, boned, revealing his tall frame and heavy shoulders, plasterers arms, tight, thick lats. Macca sits on the bed, taking his time, helping Fash undress, he's careful folding his clothes. Fash's not a builder but was once, his body packed but softer without the daily lift and grind, managing men for a living now and not his muscles.

`They're fucking beautiful'

says Fash, drooling from his mouth and cock. His balls heavy, rising, skin and hairs bunching up to two furry tight balls.

We stand and kiss again then separate and bum pressed on bum turn like a pirouette, on the rug, like a naked automaton wind up toy. Cocks hard, hands held down at our sides. Abs crunching. Putting on a show.

I lie down, I want the boy man, man boy to fuck me. Ginge grins `I thought you'd want this', he says slapping his arse.

`I do, but I want this first, grabbing his cock, it's my treat afterall'

He nods and Fash throws Ginge the KY. He daubs his cock,

not too much' I say, I want to feel this'

as I took his cock and directed him to my hole, my legs high, my saliva dripping hole winking at him, he looks at me and grins then drops in, in one single thrust. I heave in and breath out,

`Nice?' He asks,

`Yea nice, take it slow, you lads just wanna cum'

`This lad justs wanna have fu hun'

he said Madonna like, as he ploughed on in, getting himself off.

He felt great, his hot rod, hard, pushing in till his balls squeezed, a frantic urgent motion. Of course he shot his bolt, Degsy spun him around and sucked his cock, Ginge shivered as the last of his cum was extracted and he writhed as he got through the sensitive part then he was hard again.

Fuck that's amazing, such a quick recovery', said Fash. I was like that once' he said wistfully.

Ginge laid back and I swung his legs high, got the KY and squirted a blog on his pucker which winked at me, ready.

I lined up and took him in one, like he did me, he winced and I fucked him through it, not stopping, fuck he feels good, so fucking tight. I'm over him, on my hands in a press up, I see Degsys muscular sculpted plasterers arms at the side of mine then felt his cock at my gate, I stop and wiggle as he pushes in, my arms give way and I collapse on Ginge, fuck, that's deep, he says, have you got your bollocks up me as well?'

Degsy pulls out of me and I lift up my arse, Degsy pushes me down into Ginge, we soon get into a rhythm, Degsys cock up my arse has made my cock 10 times harder, 10 times more sensitive as he fucks me. Degsy up my arse, no better feeling, a lad hanging on the end of my cock, no better feeling.

Degsy climbs off, `I'd better not shoot lads our Briony has her name on it'.

Macca tries to climb on, `too bloody athletic for me' he says and slaps my arse, real hard. A bolt of electricity fed to my cock, Ginge is moaning now, I'm getting hot, I feel a tongue at my arse hole, one of them is eating me out as I fuck Ginge, it all gets too much especially when Ginge shoots his second load between us. I start to shoot, Macca says

`don't waste in man'

and pulls me off him, my cock spurting like a gattling gun and he is at my cock drinking down my load fresh from the tap then cleaning me up.

`You dirty get'

says Fash who's down on Ginge , licking his belly load and suckling him hard again, Fash lifts his legs high and licks out his hole, sweaty after my fucking him.

`So fucking tempting, who gives a fuck about sloppy seconds' says Fash

he lines up, his cock hard, balls risen and takes Ginge, who's moans, his head lolled back, his eyes staring at me as Fash fucks him. I stand behind him holding his shoulders, my cock above his mouth, he grins at me then winces, I sink my cock into his open willing mouth, he sucks me, breaking off to vibrate my cock with his moaning, I'm in no hurry, his mouth getting me hard, slowly, no heat, no fire, just a tingling coursing through me as he tickles my frenulum, playing with the short sensitive band with his tongue, exciting a billion nerve endings. My arse is twitching, wanting to be filled. I pull out of Ginge's mouth, come on Macca' I say wiggling my arse, my sack swaying below.

Macca grins and says

`Good puppy'

He slap his cock in his palm, spits on my hole and is in, like a fucking ramrod, Degsy slides underneath me and says,

`Naughty puppy is leaking' and sucks me off, as he wanks his own cock gently,

`I mustn't fucking cum' he says.

Macca is pushing all my buttons and me his

`You're a bloody good shag Spanno, as tight as a fist, I can see what Degsy likes about you now.'

I'm just moaning.

Fash comes with a high pitched yelp. Degsy spits me out and looks across, laughing,

`what the fuck was that'.

Fash is pumping his arse into Ginge. Fash gets off,

Degsy says `I'm so fucking horned up lads, what to do?'

Toss you for it' I say, very funny puppy' says Degsy

`Fuck it' he says and shoves his cock in my mouth as Macca ploughs me. Macca cums and I'm fucking glad, my arse is burning and I don't fancy him. Ginge is at Maccas arse pleasuring him.

I take my time with Degsy, he's looking down at me, his hands soft on my head, playing with my hair, stroking my nape,

`You've done well today Spanno, I think you've fucking got it to be honest, just got to get the smooth coat practice in, so here's what I suggest. Macca listen to this, how about Spanno here teaches Ginge to be perfect mixer and I teach Spanno to finish.'

`Oh fuck you've got me so fucking close Spanno, but not tonight Josephine'

He pulls out of my mouth his cock pulsing wildly, he goes to the bathroom and I watch him push his cock down and piss out a narrow stream, mostly precum then a golden piss stream. I go to him and spoon him as he's pissing, my hands on his pecs, his nipples hard, I run my hands down his body, my cock hard pressed up his back, he slowly comes down from his high. His stream thickens and he pisses and shakes.

`Got to go now lads, fuck it's getting late, I can't keep Briony waiting, she wants this'

He shakes his thick dick, `get dressed lads'. Degsy is as quick putting his clothes on as he is taking them off, three deft moves.

`Come on boys, I'll drop you off Ginge, and no wanking, you've gotta save yourself from now, that's precious liquor you're carrying.'

TBC