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Chapter 1: Halfways and Bens secret rendezvous.
Halfway was sitting at the Queen Vic, chugging down a pint with his fiancé Whitney Dean. He loved Whitney so much, she was kind, unique and beautiful. She meant everything to him. However, that didn't stop him from thinking about Ben Mitchell. Ben had been taunting him for weeks and wherever he went, it would be like Ben would be following him, ready to spill his secret at any time. Halfway felt so conflicted, he had kissed Ben on a few occasions and when he did it was as if everything was just right. He felt more kissing Ben than he ever did fucking Whitney, even though he was in love with her. Right now, Ben was sitting across from him and Whit, staring at him with his piercing eyes. He couldn't handle it anymore so quickly got up to take a piss and escape the situation.
However, halfway through he could see the door open and Ben walk in.
"Did I need an invitation?" He smirked.
"What are you doing here?" Halfway stuttered.
"Same as you." He laughed. Halfway felt so angry but also so horny at the same time. He pushed Ben into a stall, locking it stealthily behind him.
"Oh big guy, gonna hit me are you?" Ben smirked once more. Before he could say anything else Callum stuck his tongue down Bens throat, kissing him passionately. Ben didn't refuse and they stood there kissing each other fervently.
"I can't take to long." He spoke.
"Better get to work then." Ben replied. Callum got to his knees, pulling Bens denim jeans down in the process. Bens cock was huge and smacked halfway in the face. It was fat, about 8.5 inches and had a pulsing purple head, leaking precum. Callum swallowed it hole, making Ben let out a quiet moan. He began sucking on it, tasting the warmth of bens man meat. He was now bobbing up and down on it, making Ben go absolutely crazy. He swallowed bens pulsing balls and held them in his mouth. Ben pulled him up.
"I don't wanna cum just yet." Ben gasped.
Before Halfway had any chance to speak, Ben had pulled his trousers down and then continued to rip his boxers. What he felt next was a sensation he had never felt before. Bens tongue was up his ass, licking his tight pink hole as if it were an ice cream cone. Halfway moaned crazily like a bitch in heat. Ben was lapping up every bit of sweat and shit that remained in Callum's ass. He gave Callum's ass a firm slap as he looked up, kissing Halfway with zest, sharing the taste of his hole with his new lover. The next thing that happened almost drove Callum over the edge. Ben had placed his cock onto the entrance of Callum's hole, pushing it in slowly and making halfway moan even more. His dick felt so warm inside Callum and he was loving every second of it. Ben began to pick up the pace, fucking Callum rapidly now and tearing apart his hole. Halfway was in pain but also in ecstasy. Ben had now reached a steady rhythm and was sliding his meat in and out of Callum, treating him like the bitch he was. Suddenly, callum heard Ben grunt as he jolted, releasing rope after rope of his hot seed into Callum's untouched hole. Halfway was loving dripping bens juice and place his hand on his hole, making sure to get bens sperm on his hands. He began to lick it up, moaning as he did so. He placed his fingers in Bens mouth, making him taste his own man liquid. They kissed once more, bens cum dancing on there ass Callum shot his load all over the wall of the stall. They both put there trousers up, going out one at a time and acting like nothing had happened at all.