SHAMUS 2
This is the first part of the sequel to SHAMUS which first appeared on NIFTY on 29 January 2012. It is based on fact but elaborates some of the action. Part 2 (SHAMUS 3) will follow soon. Please remember that NIFTY relies on your contributions to keep going. Please also remember that although I relate details of fairly raw sex in these stories, SAFE SEX is best in reality! I hope you enjoy this part and should be glad to hear from you if you do.
So......
It was a while before I met up with Shamus again. I'd hoped to see him on the Common on my occasional visits there when it was fine warm weather (which wasn't often!) but had been unlucky. Then one day, just as I was arriving home from a visit to the shops, Shamus came along on his bike and stopped to say "hello". Instantly, I could see he was horny: his packet was clearly outlined against his well-fitting cycle shorts, and his look at my crotch area made it clear he fancied some action. He said he was on the way to the local gym but would be happy to call back after he'd finished there in about an hour.
That suited me: it would give me chance to clean up, and get my bedroom ready for what I hoped would be a session like the one I'd had when I met first met him on the local common. I went into the bathroom, stripped off and started to douche. I felt horny already, and the flow of warm water up my arse, and the relaxing cleaning action made me even hornier. I broke off to apply shaving cream to my pubic area, cock, balls and arse, and enjoyed the sensation of shaving the hairs from my most sensitive areas. Cock, balls and arse nicely smooth, I finished my douche and showered before drying off and going back to my room to prepare for Shamus's visit. I lubed my hole, put on my cock-ring, and then dressed in a pair of shorts and a t-shirt; it was a warm day, so the minimum of clothing was appropriate. "Right Shamus", I thought, "ready when you are".
An hour later, the doorbell rang and I answered it to find a very horny looking Shamus. Fresh from his exercises, he wore a tight fitting tank top and equally as tight shorts, obviously without anything underneath. As soon as he'd parked his bike in in the hallway, he pulled me to him and planted his tongue deep in my mouth as he grabbed my cock and balls that, needless to say, were already straining out of my shorts. We deep kissed for a couple of minutes as our hands felt each other's cocks, balls and arses. Then, Shamus pulled his mouth away and pulled down my shorts, releasing my rock hard cock. He squatted down, and took my cock in his mouth so that my Prince Albert hit the back of his throat. His tongue worked into my piss-slit and then he took hold of my PA in his teeth and pulled it so that my cock was as hard and tight as it could be. He let go, and again enveloped my cock fully in his mouth, at the same time starting to finger my freshly washed out hole. The feeling as I fucked his mouth, my hands clasped around his head, pulling him into me was great, but I realised that I would soon want to soot my load if he carried on, so I pulled out, pulled him up to standing position and bent over to take his magnificent eight inches in my mouth. My tongue found his piss-slit, and as I licked down I could taste the remains of his last piss. I looked up to him and said, "I want a drink from that soon!". "It'll be my pleasure", he responded, and I again took his cock deep into my mouth as his hands started to explore my arse. He grabbed one cheek and landed a slap right in the crack. I sucked even harder on his cock and shouted "oh yes!", which encouraged him to give me another and then a series of increasingly hard slaps over my crack and arse cheeks as I continued to work my mouth on his cock. Soon, my arse was tingling hot from the slaps, and Shamus moved his hands from my arse to my tits which he pulled and twisted to produce an ideal mix of pain and ecstasy. He pulled me upright with them, and our mouths met again in a deep, animal like kiss, as we rubbed our crotches together and played with each other's tits. Gradually, we eased off, and I suggested it was time to move to the bedroom.
As I led Shamus into the bedroom, he pushed me on to the bed, face down, and continued with the spanking session he'd started earlier. Pulling my cheeks apart, he alternated between the cheeks and the crack, and I responded by lifting my arse up to meet him. After a while, my cheeks were nice and red from his spanking and, with my hole twitching from the heat of his contact, he turned me on my back, lifted my legs in the air and started to rim my arse with long sweeps of his tongue going the length of my crack before he dug it right into my ready, juicy hole. I pulled Shamus up to me so his cock hit against my hole, and I opened up for him to push in to the hilt. Without pausing, his cock was soon buried deep in my arse, and I could feel his balls slapping against my arse cheeks. He started to rough fuck me, slamming in up to the hilt, pulling right back so that just his head was still inside me and then thrusting back in again without a break. Every few strokes, he pulled out completely and pushed back in again without giving me chance to catch breath. This relentless fucking went on for some minutes then, all of a sudden, he pulled out, spun me over and pulled me into a doggy position before slamming his cock back in me. He increased his pace, and I could tell he was getting near to the point of no return. I felt his thrusts get stronger and faster as his cum started to rise and then, with one final thrust, he started to shoot his load deep inside me. He slumped on top of my body as spurt after spurt of his cum filled my bowel.
We lay like that for a minute or two until we caught our breath, and I felt Shamus nibble the back of my neck as his cock started to subside. My own cock was still rock-hard, but I was not bothered: I guessed there would be more to come, and I was feeling great anyhow! After a while, Shamus said: "did you say you wanted a drink earlier?' "Whenever you're ready," I answered. Within seconds, I felt a flow of piss start in my arse, and then Shamus suddenly withdrew his cock, still pissing, and turned me around so he could aim at my face. I pulled him to me and took his cock in my mouth to receive a flow of fresh hot piss. "You're a dirty fucker" he said as I gulped his load and I nodded in agreement. His flow gradually eased and then ended, and I continued to tongue his cock, enjoying the taste of his piss and cum from my arse until there was no more left.
Shamus fell on his back and we lay together on the bed for a while recovering from the intensive session we had just gone through. "That was good", he said, "and I can tell you enjoyed it just as much" adding, as he took my still hard cock in his hands, "but now what are we going to do about that?" "I'm sure we can think of something" I replied, "but I ought to have a quick shower first."
"I'll join you in a minute" Shamus said as, cock still rampant and arse leaking his piss and cum, I went to the bathroom for a refreshing shower, to prepare for part two!