Date: Thu, 3 May 2001 01:42:17 -0700 (PDT) From: Reisser Ben Subject: I Lay My Cock On You/Part 2 I LAY MY COCK ON YOU PART 2 "NICKY, MY LOVE" By Ben Reisser DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction involving sex among consenting males. It does not reflect the sexual orientation of any of the individuals herein. If this kind of stuff is illegal in your locale, if you are below the age of 18, or if you find themes as this offensive, this story is not for you. Otherwise, enjoy and get aroused. *************************************************** REFRAIN: And Oh, your hole I'm holding it forever Reaching for your buns that seems so hot. CHORUS: So I say a little prayer And hope my dick will take me there Where your ass is hot To sear my prick again My love Overseas and coast to coast I'll never find an ass that moist Won't stop pumpin' it Ti'l I see you cum again My love. (To the tune of "My Love" by Westlife) AFTER my unforgettable "sexperiences" with Kian and Westlife's band manager, my Uncle Louis Walsh, the first thing I did upon arriving home was to take out my journal from its secret hiding place in my bedroom closet and start writing the long details of the wild things that happened towards the end of my three-week vacation in Dublin. I got a perpetual erection as I tried to construct and recount all these. My seven-inch boner adamantly refuses to cooperate with me during the entire length of my writing that for several times (I completely lost count), I really had no other choice but to let go of my pen for a while and grab my dick instead, jerking it furiously as I would think of Kian or my Uncle. It must have been eternity before I finally finished putting my encounters in black-and-white in my sex journal, a thick, leather-bound notebook which I started keeping since I was thirteen. It contains all of my sexual discoveries, experiences as well as fantasies-- from the first time I ejaculated cum, to my self-discovery that I'm gay at age fourteen, to countless suckings and fuckings with friends and even some total strangers. Sometimes, I also record the objects of my jack-off fantasies, with Ben Affleck being mentioned the most number of times. Well, I really have a crush on this hot actor, and the thought of two Bens fucking each others brains out is just too much for me (and my dick!) to contain. Anyway, my latest sexual encounter with a hot Westlife stud and with my dad's younger brother Unc Louis, who also managed the band Boyzone before Westlife, was something very special to me that I was determined to record it on my sex journal the most detailed and most out-of-the-ordinary way I can. Well, you do not get to fuck a celebrity and a close kin everyday, so I took great pains to ensure that this experience will be recorded as vividly and as arousing as possible. I wasn't dissapointed. When I reviewed what I had written, I instantly creamed my shorts out of sheer arousal. I guess I was getting better in my writing that I even began considering a career in journalism in the future. But that's another story for another day. So three months later and after countless jerk-off sessions in the shower with only Kian or Unc Louis I fantasized about, I got another surprise of my life when Unc called one Saturday morning to inform me that in three weeks time, their band would be making a short stopover in our city as part of the publicity for their new album. That just fuckin' drove me crazy. I got so fired up with the idea of a possible "repeat performance" with the hot guys or with Unc Louis that the mere thought of them would sent me jerking-off again in no time. Three cum-filled weeks later, at the eve of Westlife's arrival... "I'm sorry Ben, I'm afraid I just couldn't spend the night at your place." My Unc said over the phone. "What? But you promised the last time you called," I uttered with a serious air of disappointment. "Well, you see, sonnie, I might drop by at your house for a couple of hours or so, but with all the necessary things I have to do as a responsible (stress on this word) band manager, I don't think I can afford the luxury of sleeping at your place. We've only got two days in your city and we're moving on to another city right after that." "Well, I guess I'll just have to see you tomorrow, Unc." "Ok. But if we can't possibly see each other tomorrow, maybe on the next day. Bye." Unc Ben finished our conversation. I never had been so dissapointed in my entire life. I was damn expecting to hit another jackpot but that seemed futile now. If I can't bed even just my fuckin' busy Unc, then how much more could I get fucked by the Westlife boys who'll be hell lot busier than their manager? The day of their arrival came. I woke up later than usual, feeling terribly disgusted and depressed. The band arrived at the local airport at dawn. The local TV stations were absolutely teeming with Westlife stuff the whole day but I couldn't care less. Each second ticked like forever. Later that afternoon, my friend (and seasonal fuck-buddy) Francis called me to ask if I could maybe hang out with him at his place and play some computer games that evening but I politely declined, pretending that I've got this awful headache. (But really, I was so close to getting one) I hung up after assuring him that I'll be hanging out with him as soon as I'll be feeling better. Just after I have replaced the receiver, the phone rang once again. "Ben speaking. What's it that you forgot, Francis?" I immediately answered, thinking it was my friend calling again. "Hey, no. I'm Nicky!" God, that voice sounded sooooo fuckin' familiar that I just froze for some moment. "You still there, Benny boy?" "Um, yeah, I-I guess so," I stammered. "Wazzup?" "Well," Nicky Byrne, the oldest of the band members replied, "I was just wondering if you could hang-out with me in my hotel room for the rest of the night..." I couldn't believe it. I was being asked by this sizzling blond Irish stud to spend the night with him! "Ben?" "Hell, yes! I'd love to." I eagerly answered. After Nicky gave the hotel adress and room number, I asked, "By the way, Nicky boy, how did you get my number?" "Well, It's not that hard . Just a quick blowjob with your uncle and that's it. Not that I didn't enjoy it though. So, shall I expect you at ten-thirty?" "Huh? Why so late, baby?" I gently protested. "Heck, none of the lads or even your uncle knows we will be meeting. And I don't think I'll be available before that time. We still have to attend a photo shoot prior to that." "Ok. see ya' babe. And wear something nice." I jokingly said before saying my sweet goodbye. I immediately phoned my father at his office. I explained to him that since Uncle Louis won't be able to sleep at our place tonight, he has invited me to go and meet him at the hotel instead at about ten-thirty. I felt bad lying to my dad but it was worth it. He gave me permission to go. I felt I just died and went up to heaven. At ten thirty... "Hi!" Nicky greeted me as he opened his hotel room door for me. "Glad you did not come here a minute earlier or the lads and your uncle would have fuckin' seen you." I smiled at Nicky. He was wearing a dark brown velvet robe. He immediately removed it right after were both inside the room. "Whoa!" I exclaimed in utter surprise. Underneath that robe, he was wearing skimpy blue thongs exactly just like what Kian wore before! There was an obvious tent on his crotch. "Well, you told me to wear something sexy, so I borrowed Kian's." Nick said. "So, what are you planning to do to me, loverboy?" I asked in my most seductive voice. "I want to make love to you, Ben. When I watched you fucking Kian, I envied him so much it was so hard for me to catch sleep the following nights just thinking about your young and beautiful body. I want to have sex with you too, my darling. " Nicky said with a glimmer in his eyes, which made him look a lot sexier than ever. Nicky's sweet words sent me throwing my clothes off around the room in an instant. My boxers crash landed in Nicky's bedside lamp like a monstrous white moth but neither of us gave a damn. We were so ready to make love to each other. Nicky removed his thongs to reveal a fine cock about eight inches long. It was so darn beautiful that I immediately attacked it with my mouth as soon as I saw it. After a minute of torrid deep-throath sucking, Nicky pulled me towards the bed. He lay on top of me and began caressing my young face. He then kissed me passionately, his hot tongue just exploring every nook and cranny of my mouth. Then, our lips parted as he went down to kiss my nipples, then my navel, and finally, my dick. I was wriggling with ecstasy with my toes just twitching in bewildered palsy as he furiously sucked my penis. His tongue licked my piss slit and tasted the precum on it. He then started to swallow the entire length of my woody in his mouth. I was in seventh heaven. It was not long after when we moved our bodies to a sixty-nine position. I greedily devoured his hot rod, making the sucking motions exactly like what he was doing to my cock. It was not long after before we both came. "Oh my God, that was so fuckin' good!" Nicky moaned in pleasure as I finished licking off the cum from his penis. "Yeah, you're so fucking hot," I replied. "Now, let me have that huge cock of yours in my fuckhole." He moved my legs up to his shoulders and slowly spread my asscheeks apart. He then carefully inserted his rigid cock into my boy hole and started pumping. "Oh, that's so good, baby! Shove it deeper to me you fuckin' bastard!" I moaned as I ran my hands over his back. "Yeah, feel my cock inside your sweet love hole! I know you like it, babe!" Nicky shouted and went for my mouth. We were kissing once again. "Ahhh... harder Nicky. Fuck me like a real man. Do it harder, loverboy. I wan't that cock of yours deeper in my boyhole!" "Yeah, baby. I'm fucking you exactly how you want it. Oh... Ahhh... I'm about to cum... ahhh!" "Show me you're man enough to fill me with your man juice. Harder, Nicky. Oh... fuck you, stud! Yeah... ahhh..." I was also groaning in passion. After two minutes of hardcore action Nicky came for the second time... deep inside me this time. He lay afterwards on top of me exhausted, but still caressing my lips with his. After a few minutes we reversed roles. Nicky's hole was so tight that his face showed a considerable amount of pain as I inserted my boy meat . I was about to withdraw my cock when he said, "No, let it stay there until I get used to it." "Have you done this before?" I asked. "Sure. I'm just born with blond hair and a tight asshole, that's why," He jested. After adjusting to the presence of my cock inside his man pussy, He gave me the signal to pump him by a light tap on my right shoulder. With that, I fucked Nicky like tomorrow's the end of the world. We were both moaning loudly from the unbridled pleasure we were experiencing. I felt my body become more tense as sweat began to trickle down my face. I pumped harder and harder and much harder until my cock exploded and drenched his fuck hole with strings of my delicious cum. We lay in his bed for a while, just hugging each other. His sinewy arms and chiseled chest were so divine that I couldn't stop caressing them with both my hands and tongue. I felt so secure in Nicky's protective arms. The aura of peace inside the room was so great that I almost fell asleep with this gorgeous piece of hunk. But common sense prevented me from doing so. I slowly disentangled myself from his deep embrace and said, "Nicky, you've got a long day ahead tomorrow so I've got to go now." "No, please stay..." "I wish I could but I know you have to catch plenty of rest." I replied as I got up and put my clothes back on. "But..." he lightly protested. "No, sleep now my little angel. I enjoyed every second of our lovemaking but I could not bear the thought of you facing the press tired and haggard tomorrow." As I went to the door, Nicky uttered, "Let's do it again sometime, baby." "Of course we will, " I reassured. I looked back at him and said, "And oh, Nicky, I love you..." I immediately made my exit, not waiting for another word from him. A few minutes later... "God! Ben! What are you fuckin' doing here!" My Uncle Louis was so surprised and a little bit mad upon seeing me at his door. He let out a yawn as he bade me to come inside his hotel room. Though he was disheveled and sleepy he still emanated an undisputable glow of sexiness and virility. "Well, I'm visiting you..." "At this unholy hour? I don't believe it. Did you fuck one of my boys?" He asked straightforwardly. "Yes!" I replied with a slightly malicious look. "Fuck you, slut. It was Nicky, right?" "How'd ya know?" "I kinda figure out that he wanted you badly when he asked for your phone number." "And you made him blow you first before you gave it to him, you fucking prick!" "Hey, easy there you fuckin' whore. Didn't he say that he enjoyed it too?" Silence. Then slowly, I went closer to my Uncle and embraced him so tight for a minute or so. I finally broke the silence and said, "Oh Unc, boy am I glad to see you again. I love you so much I miss you badly. But I'm so sorry I woke you up!" "No, don't be, my boy. As you can see, I'm fully awake now." I looked at him. He was smiling. Then I shifted my gaze down to his crotch. His cock was awake too. ************************************************** To all those readers who spared some of their time to e-mail me with their encouraging comments and suggestions, and to those who helped me pick Nicky as Ben's next conquest, I thank you very much. Maraming Salamat! (That also means "thank you" in my native language) Well, last time I wrote that it's possible that the title of my pilot story's sequel is "We had Joy, We Had Fun, We Had Hard-ons In The Sun." But as you see, this next installment has a different title because I made up my mind to reserve that for the grand finale of this Westlife series. But don't 'ya worry. Ben has only fucked two out of five lads, right? So there's more to cum-- I mean come, sorry. And please, keep those letters cumming (Sorry again!). I'll soon be writing the next part of this story so send your suggestions now as to which of the Westlife guys do you want be fucked next by Ben. Ok? Again, be merciful to my grammar. English is not my mother tongue. Enjoy! BEN REISSER