Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2023 23:08:00 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <pcwtosh@gmail.com>
Subject: Gallaghers' Indian Takeaway

Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.

Stay healthy and practice safe sex!

Happy reading.

Gallaghers' Indian Takeaway

"What's this I hear about you fucking my dad?! Chesney growled, his grip
tightening around Ian Gallagher's throat. Ian coughed and spluttered,
struggling to breathe under the pressure of the Indian lad's
anger. "Fuck...off...Chesney..., I...fucking...loved...Kash." Ian
choked. "Yeah, what do I care, you cunt." Chesney spat. Ian's face had gone
red, the Gallagher lad sucked in oxygen, desperately hoping someone would
come through that shop door before Chesney beat this shit out of him. "You
ruined my life you arsehole." Chesney continued, squeezing
furiously. "I...didn't...mean...to...hurt...you." Ian squealed. "Should've
kept it in your fucking pants then you fucking poofter." Chesney sneered in
disgust. "Ewww, you've even got a boner now you dirty fag." Chesney
continued, releasing Ian's throat and backing away in disgust just as the
shop door swung open.

"Hey up...what's going on here?" Carl asked, his face changing from a smile
to a look of concern. "Nothing Carl, what's up?" Ian replied, his face
paling as the blood rushed back to the rest of his body. "Just came to get
some bread and a pack of fags for dad." Carl explained, Ian rolled his
eyes, "The lazy cunt." he muttered. Carl dropped a few coins and scooped up
the products. "Later lads." Carl nodded and headed for the door. Their
shift continued in near silence, Chesney throwing murderous looks at Ian
while the 19-year-old busily replenished the stock.

}

"What was all that with Chesney earlier?" Carl asked Ian as his older
brother stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed. "Ahhh nothing."
Ian replied dismissively. "You sure, he looked pretty pissed off and you
were looking stressed." Carl persevered. Ian couldn't think of a reply
before Carl chimed in again. "Come on Ian, what are brothers for?" he
continued.

Ian took a deep breath, clearly using the time to think of how to explain
himself. "He found out about me and Kash." Ian mumbled. "Ok, what of it?"
Carl shrugged. "He just got upset is all." "And beat you up?" Carl frowned
in disgust. "He didn't beat me up, just choked me a bit." Ian explained,
hanging his head in embarrassment. "Next time you should choke him with
your dick gay boy." Carl grinned, punching his brother in the arm. "I
couldn't do that." Ian chuckled; surprised Carl would suggest such a
thing. "You clearly like brown boys." Carl teased.

The Gallagher boys fell asleep, Ian with a hard-on reminiscing about his
hot sex with Kash while Carl drifted off thinking about playing his next
football match with the lads. Appearing during Carl's sleep, Chesney made a
special guest visit to his dream. The Asian lad was on Carl's football team
and as the pair marked two blank faced lads from the opposition, Chesney
grazed Carl privates. The teenager woke with the image of Karen in her
tight top, pouring him a beer with a thick foamy head.

"Morning." Ian smiled. "Yeah." Carl grunted while his brain began to
function. "Ya right?" Ian continued. "Aye." Carl grunted in another
monosyllabic retort. "I just wanted to say thanks for yesterday." Ian
persisted, patting the area where Carl's shoulder disappeared under the
covers. Carl gave another affirmative grunt before Ian wheeled away
smiling.

After lying still for a few more minutes, Carl attempted to work out all
that had just happened.  He'd had a pretty hot dream about Karen, then Ian
had interrupted him. Carl's hand moved into the front of his boxers which
were full of a gooey mess, Karen had done it again. "Fucking sexy bitch."
Carl muttered, pushing himself up and reaching for a tissue.

}

"You alright gay boy." Karen whispered into Ian's ear. "Any chance you
could do us a favour tonight?" she continued. Ian swung around to show he
was listening to Karen's proposition. "Jamie and I are going to a family
thing tonight. We'll be staying out." she explained, rolling her eyes
towards the Maguire's drinking in the corner. "We've got a delivery
tomorrow morning; do you mind doing a line clean and tidying the cellar for
us after closing. You can drink all the waste." "Ha, yeah sure Karen." Ian
beamed.

}

Finally, Ian's dad Frank Gallagher left the pub spouting his usual torrent
of verbal abuse every alcoholic had for their bar staff at the end of a
night. "Love you too dad." Ian lied sarcastically. Turning the locks and
pulling across the bolts, Ian secured the pubs then got busy emptying the
lines while Carl and Chesney tidied the pub up.

"I'm not saying it's wrong right, but being with another guy, it's just
nasty." Chesney grumbled. "What makes ya say that." Carl grinned
broadly. "Lads smell funny and who likes dicks and arses? Plus, they ain't
got no boobs to hold." Chesney explained. "The fat ones do." Carl teased,
"And all that stuff you said about lads, you realise you're a lad too, you
smelly cock arse." Carl finished. Ian grinned, proud of his straight little
brother. Chesney looked between the Gallagher brothers unable to hide his
frustration that he had no comeback. "You're both fags aren't ya?!" He
scowled, "No Chez, I'd ruin the vagina off your sexy cousin if she so much
as gave me a whiff of her fishy cunt, but if you were offering me a
blowjob, I'd be happy to accept that too." Carl grinned, groping his cock
through his trackies as he spoke. "Ewww, you're nasty." Chesney grimaced,
half laughing as he spoke. "See, you know I'm right." Carl laughed,
pointing at Chesney's smile. "Deep down you know that if it were a dark
room and you couldn't see who was noshin' you off, then it would matter if
it's a guy or a girl." He finished. Chesney looked at Ian as if he was
asking for help, but he knew he was barking up the wrong tree.

"It's like you guys planned this." Chesney smirked, looking convinced. "No
chance, Karen only asked me this afternoon to do the line clean, and I
wanted to show you there's no hard feelings between us." Ian
explained. "Well, ain't nobody feeling, your hard dick!" Carl boomed. "Shut
up Carl." Ian snapped. Chesney glanced at Ian's crotch, there was nothing
to be seen, but the young Indian lad was feeling more liberal than he had
at the start of the night. "Yeah alright." Chesney smiled which Ian
returned happily.

An hour later the lads were laughing and joking with another couple of
pints inside them. It was Ian's shot in a game of Killer on the pool
table. "Here look at this Chez." Carl grinned showing the Asian lad a video
of himself getting a blowjob off a girl he'd done some handy work for
recently. "Haha nice." Chesney grinned, feeling his boxers expanding at the
cuteness of the girl's innocent face expanded by Carl's hard cock. Carl
caught sight of Chesney's hand grazing against his own crotch and
chuckled. The younger Gallagher brother nodded towards his brother
suggestively, "Nah you're alright." Chesney whispered. "Oh, fuck off. Next
time he goes down to the cellar, go and get a blowjob." Carl
hissed. "Next." Ian called after his shot, noticing there was something up
with the two lads who had all of a sudden begun to act shifty.

"FUCKING WINNER!" Carl bellowed proudly flexing his muscles after winning
their game. "Arrogant fuck." Ian chuckled. "I'm going to put the barrels
back on." He continued hurrying off downstairs. Carl nodded towards Chesney
enthusiastically. The little Asian lad didn't know what to do, he wanted to
run out of there as fast as he could before he did something he was going
to regret, yet for some reason there he was standing in the cellar with Ian
looking back at him confused.

"You alright Chez?" Ian asked, a genuine look of concern in his face. "Err,
yeah." Chesney snapped back into reality. "It's nothing." He finished
looking around the cold room. "Carl sent you down here to get your hard-on
sorted out, didn't he?" Ian grinned apologetically. "Huh, wait, how did you
know?" Chesney looked down at his flaccid crotch then back up at Ian in
surprise. "The only two brain cells my brother has are in his bellend." Ian
chuckled. "But how did you know I had a hard-on before?" Chesney replied,
still confused. "Chez, you're wearing fabric trackie bottoms, it's not like
you're doing much to hide yourself now are you " Ian chuckled. "But I
always wear these." "And you're always giving an impressive show." Ian
grinned. It was strange, right then and there Chesney realised that Ian had
indeed been checking Chesney out and yet he'd never tried anything on,
while any girl that had flashed him even a slither of skin around their
boobs, Chesney had been ready to deliver one of his cheesy lines, Carl was
bloody right!

"You don't have to, but any chance you wanna suck me off?" Chesney
asked. Ian grinned, "You dirty bastard, think I'm just gonna suck you off
cos you're offering it?" He chuckled. "Errr kinda yeah, come on mate, I
wouldn't trust anyone else." Chesney begged. Ian stared back at Chesney and
smiled, "Fuck's sake, since you're begging me. Drop them then." He
laughed. Chesney's face turned into a similar smile and reaching for his
waistband he pushed his trackie bottoms and boxers over his hips.

Ian dropped to his knees in front of Chesney and taking the Indian lad by
his brown, hairy hamstring with one hand and closing his fist around
Chesney's uncut 7.5-inch rising boner with his other hand, the gay
Gallagher boy swallowed Chesney's tip and slid down to the base of the
straight lad's cock in one hungry swoop. "Fuckin' hell!" Chesney hissed; he
knew Ian was experienced but this lad knew exactly how to suck a cock.  /
Carl crept down the staircase careful not to make a sound. Hearing
Chesney's huffed profanity filled his cock out inside his cotton trackie
bottoms and glancing around the corner, the sight of his brother's face
hanging off the end of Chesney's brown cock thickened Carl's cock to its
fullest. The younger Gallagher's hand moved across his bulge and firmly
groped himself through the smooth material while the two boys gave him a
fantastic show.

Ian had imagined this a few times before, Chesney was a cute lad but now it
was real and the Indian lad's meat was stroking the inside of his cheek,
the Chatsworth gay knew he had to perform. The older Gallagher pursed his
lips tightly as he moved, making sure to slide Chesney's foreskin back and
forth with him as he sucked. Reaching the shopkeeper's bushy pubes with
every rep, Ian used his long nose to inhale Chesney's strong scent. Both he
and Kash didn't smell the same as other guys Ian had been with, there was a
stronger flavour to their odour and the white lad loved it. Ian was hooked
from the first time he'd sucked Kash's dick and now that his son had
continued the family tradition, Ian was going to enjoy this for all it was
worth.

Chesney closed his eyes, although he knew there was a guy on the end of his
cock, he wanted to pretend it was a girl for as long as he possibly
could. The problem for Chesney was that no girl had ever made his dick feel
this good! Ian was a dirty little slag fag and Chesney knew that but any
doubts that Carl might be embellishing his brother's experience were long
gone with a few talented swirls of that Gallagher tongue. The young Indian
lad could feel his defences faltering, the intrigue was starting to build
inside him, he was dying to fuck Ian up the shitter!

Chesney wasn't the only one resisting the urge to do what came
naturally. Carl peeked through the gap in the door and smiled, gently
stroking his raging boner. The young scally was doing everything he could
to ignore his cock which demanded he spill his load there and then, he had
a hunch and fighting his primal urges he waited it out. Most would think
Carl was a strange lad for wanking off to the sight and sound of his
brother sucking off his best friend, but at 18 years old and with a hairy
nut sack full of his juice Carl didn't give a shit what anyone thought, if
a dick was stabbing something warm and wet then that was good enough for
him and if there were a few wet pussies in sight well even fucking better!

"Ian, quick, hurry up and sit on my dick before it goes soft." Chesney
lied; he was harder than ever. Ian didn't need to be told twice, tugging
his Adidas trackies down to just above his knees, followed by his Lonsdale
boxers, the gay Gallagher exposed his arse and presented it to
Chesney. "Just spit on it." Ian advised Chesney who did as he was told. The
young Indian lad spread his legs and sat down on a full barrel of
lager. Chesney felt his cock pulse as Ian's hole came into view, a couple
of globs of spit on his hole and Chesney guided the older lad's hole
towards his raging brown bellend. "Oh fuckkkk!" Chesney hissed into the
back of his right hand while his left hand pulled Ian's tight hole down
onto his hard sword.

[Thank fuck] Ian thought to himself as he backed down onto Chesney's thick
brown cock. The older Gallagher had already but fucked a couple of times
that week, allowing his hole to loosen with minimal effort. That searing
feeling of a cock expanding his tunnel still existed but as he'd already
experienced it recently Ian was able to back down smoothly, swallowing
Chesney's amazing cock inch by inch. And better yet, now that Ian had
exposed his arse, his own 7-inch boner stood hard and proud out in front of
him, begging to be stroked.

[Not yet, not yet.] Carl pleaded with himself watching Ian squeezing
himself down onto Chesney's crotch. Unlike Chesney, Carl had fucked several
of the estate's girls up the arse and fucking hell that shit was
tight. [Bet Chezza's got a super tight one. Fucking stop it, Carl!] He
admonished himself as his boner thickened at the thought of his dick in
Chesney's tight brown arse.

Oblivious to Carl's watching eyes, Chesney watched the older Gallagher lad
bouncing freely along his hard cock. Every pussy the Indian lad had stuffed
his cock in gave him great pleasure and this was surprisingly similar. The
sexy thing about it all wasn't just that he was getting laid, it was the
way he could just lay there and let Ian make him cum like the selfishly
horny lad he was. The bottom was certainly very good at what he was doing,
Ian quickly found a rhythm where he sprang up and down on Chesney's
7.5-inch cock as if it were some sort of pogo stick. "Ah, ah, ah, yeahhh."
Chesney murmured watching 5 inches of his cock become exposed before Ian's
body swallowed it again, making sure his bony white arse pressed against
Chesney's pelvis before climbing up again.

Ian was caught in two minds, his cock continued to beg for his touch, but
it looked so good flopping angrily as he bounced along Chesney's brown
dick. The bottom wanted to cum while Chesney's dick was in him, but then he
also wanted this happy feeling to last for as long as possible, who knew if
Chesney would ever let him ride that hot brown cock again. There was
nothing wrong with white cock, Chatsworth was crawling with closeted lads
who wanted to drop their seed inside Ian, but now that he had Chesney in
him, he was going to enjoy this for all it was worth. "Fuck yeah Chez." Ian
groaned before clapping his hand over his mouth, fearing the top might find
it a turn off.

"Yeah Gallagher, you like that brown cock don't you." Chesney grinned back,
watching his bush disappear under Ian pale cheeks again. The young
British-Asian looked up tentatively, was he about to like what he saw,
let's find out. "Yeah Chez, destroy my white boy hole." Ian replied, his
back still turned to the top. "Oh, I will, you keep riding bitch." Chesney
grinned. Ian was about to get it and get it hard. The beer in Chesney's
system meant he wasn't as close as he would usually be, he definitely had a
bit more time to enjoy this.

Even Carl's cock pulsed extra hard hearing Chesney talking about his brown
body and that milky Gallagher whiteness, hot as fuck. Now Carl needed
Chesney to stand up and fuck his brother, expose that brown hole and Carl
would be in business. Or he could just tug it out now, finish and head back
up upstairs. No, he wanted a piece of arse himself, [come on Chez, you
randy straight boy.] Carl pleaded silently.

The way Ian's arse backed down onto his cock, swallowing the entire shaft
until Chesney's balls were practically inside him drove the top insane. His
big, hairy brown nuts were already heavy and producing more cream by the
second. When he did blow Chesney knew it would be an orgasm bigger than
he'd had in a long time. Fuck it, he needed to take control. Ian landed in
Chesney's lap and felt the young lad hold his thighs down, pinning that
long, brown dick inside his slutty belly. The top rose to his feet taking
Ian up with him, then placing Ian's foot up on the nearest full barrel of
beer Chesney resumed fucking Ian's scally cunt.

"Fucking jackpot." Carl whispered to himself as Chesney's brown arse
jiggled in front of him, tensing invitingly as it thrust the top's cock
inside his slutty brother on the other side. Carl crept into the cellar,
barely making a sound as he approached Chesney from behind, the sound of
the top's body squishing into the bottom's hole was such a fucking turn
on. Stroking his long white cock, Carl's blue eyes scanned Chesney's hairy,
brown arse once more time before moving in to try and get a piece of what
was rightfully his.

"...The fuck!!!" Chesney squeaked, jumping out of his skin and slamming
once more into Ian's hole before pulling out and turning towards the
stranger. "Oh, it's you, you can fuck right off." Chesney glared, looking
at Carl with his 8-inch cock in his hand, hard wet and ready for some
action of its own. "What? I got you some action Chez, you owe me." Carl
pleaded, still stroking himself slowly. Chesney couldn't deny that Carl was
right, but no, no way he was giving up his arse tonight, but Carl was dumb
as fuck. "Ok, you can put your cock in my arse if you fuck Ian first."
Chesney grinned malevolently, thinking Carl would back down and allow them
to resume fucking like before.

Without a word and before Ian could react, Carl had brushed his way past
Chesney and had his cock pressed up against Ian's exposed hole. "Carl, what
are you, oh shitttt." Ian gasped in horror. Both he and Chesney were
passengers as Carl used his wet head to penetrate Ian's abused hole and
gliding easily into his older brother's used hole, Carl began to fuck Ian.

"Oh shit!" Chesney grinned, covering his smile with his left hand and
jerking his hard cock in his right hand. The Indian lad kept his eyes on
Carl's cock as it pushed its way into Ian's hole and felt that throb of
excitement in him swell. Carl wasn't playing either, the scally lad was
giving his brother some serious length as he began to fuck away at the
older Gallagher. Chesney's eyes wandered over to Carl's exposed buttocks
and that's when the thought occurred to him, Carl wanted his tight straight
hole so now's the chance to beat him to it.  / Carl figured he needed to
fuck his brother for what, 30 seconds or so then pull out and Chez would be
satisfied he wasn't just trying to fuck him over. The Indian lad was
clearly having fun and Carl could feel why. Ian's pocket was seriously
comfortable, the bottom was still incredibly tight but the initial
boner-killing time it took to get deep enough into a girl's arse wasn't a
thing with Ian, the older Gallagher had just taken the entire thing with no
complaints and to be honest, part of Carl just wanted to fuck this hole
till he blew. "Here's something else to go up your arse." Chesney whispered
into Carl's ear.

"Oooh Chez you sly...." Carl squealed. "Fucking hell you're seriously
tight." Chesney replied as the Indian lad tried to force his cock inside
Carl's straight arsehole. Fortunately, Ian hadn't decided to jump off, so
Carl pulled his brother close and gritting his teeth he pushed his ring out
nice and hard. "Ahhhh Yeahhhh." Chesney sighed as his cock began to sink
deeper into Carl's scally arse. Unlike his brother it had been weeks since
Carl had stuffed anything inside himself and both he and Chesney could feel
the difference.

Carl gripped hard on his brother's sides, squeezing the pain of Chesney's
invading cock through onto his more tolerant brother. Carl hadn't bargained
on getting fucked today but that didn't matter. After learning the pleasure
of arse play while going out with one of his ex's, Carl had cleaned up his
straight boy arse in order to enjoy anything a girl was willing to do, he
grinned reminiscing that very first pegging, it was so good, but she got it
back twice as hard!!!!

"Fucking hell Carl, how tight are you?" Chesney groaned, his knees begging
to buckle almost instantly as every inch of his bare, brown 7.5-inch inch
cock buried deep inside his best mate. Chesney closed his hands around
Carl's shoulder and squeezed tight, the sexy Indian drove his cock deep
into Carl's straight arse, pleasuring his bare brown cock as it split the
cheeky scally in two. "Uh fuck Chez." Carl whined, suffering from the
searing pain of his best mate's thick, foaming cock. "Shit!" Chesney spat,
thrusting his brown hips into Carl's tight arse again. The straight Indian
chav felt his nuts tighten, his shaft thickened and with a powerful blast
Chesney exploded inside his straight white arse.

For the first time in his life, Carl felt his arse filling with a lad's cum
and holy shit, it felt amazing. The filling of the straight boy sandwich
slammed hard into his slutty brother, unable to feel anything but pleasure
from the tightness of his brother's nice hole and just as importantly,
Chesney's throbbing cock. The Indian top continued to jab his cock, hurling
his cum forward with every thrust as his nuts drained into his best mate.

Chesney's pleasure was being driven from the base of his nuts, encouraging
the brown boy to continue pumping his hard cock into Carl's tight white
arse. 6 shots in Chesney began to slow, the shots on the Gallagher's arse
were slower and longer but heavier, forcing Carl deeper into Ian's
arse. Although his orgasm was weakening, Chesney continued to fuck Carl's
arse guiding his shaft straight and hard up into the sexy scally. The final
dregs of Chesney's nuts spurted up into Carl's sexy tunnel, the straight
boy's white hole sucking Chesney's brown shaft dry and finally with a
satisfied grunt the Indian lad was done.

Chesney's eyes regained their focus and slowly the Indian lad pulled his
hard cock from Carl's sloshy hole. A smile spread across Chesney's face,
finally allowing the happiness of his release to become visible to the
Gallagher boys. Carl reversed pulling his cock all the way out of his
brother's hole and turning to face Chesney, he clenched his arsehole to
seal in the Indian lad's seed.

"Bend over." Carl demanded from Chesney who grinned, lost in his post
orgasmic trance. "Huh." "Bend...over!" Carl growled, taking Chesney by his
shoulder and pulling him over at a right angle. "What the fuck?!" Chesney
screamed before Carl's hand closed around his mouth. Before Chesney knew
what was happening, Carl's cock was forcing itself against his tight, hairy
brown hole. "Just relax and push out Chez." Ian advised reassuringly as he
sat up from his barrel. The young Indian lad had no option, he'd jumped
Carl and now Carl was getting his revenge. Following Ian's instructions,
Chesney relaxed and as soon as Carl's cock began to advance, he felt the
top eased down his level of pressure.

Relaxing didn't feel much better to Chesney who felt the temperature of his
tight brown ring rocketing as Carl's hard white cock stretched his
unwilling hole. This wasn't the first time Carl hadn't taken someone's anal
virginity and remaining patient, he guided himself forward into his best
mate. Holding his cock straight Carl rocked smoothly, delivering a fraction
more shaft with every swing as Chesney did all he could to keep quiet.

"Ahh fook." Carl moaned as he forced his cock into Chesney's virgin brown
arse. The young chav didn't want to cum too soon, but the tightness of
Chesney's hairy hole meant that Carl had no choice in the matter. Finally,
Carl pressed his neat pubes against Chesney's sexy butt and held them there
for a prolonged period for the bottom to adjust. Chesney's orgasmic trance
had already evaporated back to normality and through sheer determination,
the Indian boy allowed Carl's cock to do its business.

Ian watched on from the side as his brother started to slide back and
forth, feeding his straight scally cock into his best mate's brown
arse. Watching the young shopkeeper struggle to take his brother's cock was
unsurprisingly hot and reaching for his 7.5-inch boner, the older Gallagher
took advantage of the live show in front of him. Ian noticed how each time
Carl pulled back, more of his hard white log became visible before
carefully guiding back into Chesney's arse until his milky crotch rested on
those warm brown globes.

The assault began as Carl clenched his arse and gradually increased his
pace and depth. The pressure of Chesney's tight brown cunt sent waves of
pleasure from Carl who threw his hips into the sexy Asian scally. Carl
could feel how virgin his best friend's arse really was, every stroke
seemed slightly easier as the muscles slowly submitted to the top's horny
desires.

Ian continued to watch as Carl moved up through the gears, forcing his
thick white cock into that tight brown arse. The gay Gallagher boy stroked
his cock, watching the way Carl's abs slapped against Chesney's arse with
every shot. [I wonder if Chez will let me have a go?] Ian thought hopefully
as Carl hammered his bare 8-inch cock into Chesney's belly.

Carl was now in full flight, sliding his hard cock into Chesney so nice and
deep, his hairy nuts crunched into the Asian boy's nice arse. The scally
top knew that now that he'd gotten his way and fucked his way into the
shopkeeper's tight hole it would be less than a few minutes before his nuts
expunged themselves within his sexy, dark cunt.

Chesney had been so quiet until now but as the top began to fuck for the
finish line, pain levels were beginning to rise. Carl's cock felt so hard
and yet Chesney realised the longer Carl's strokes became, the more
pleasure he took from them. "Fucking hell Chez your arse feels good!" Carl
growled, a phrase which was music to Ian's ears. The brown bottom didn't
respond, all he could do was stand there and take it as the sound of Carl's
crotch reverberated against his arse cheeks. Carl's blue eyes narrowed in
on the sight of his pale cock disappearing into Chesney's belly, feeling
the warmth of the tight bottom surrounding his veiny shaft.

The scally top stabbed his raw cock into Chesney's arse again and this time
the feeling was euphoric. Carl's hairy nuts unleashed their load in a
violent blast causing the young top to buck inconsistently as he lost all
control of his emotions. "Fucking cunt!" Carl cursed as his nuts drained
into Chesney's tight brown hole, shooting cum more than 8 inches deep into
the Asian's boy's cavity. The sweet pleasure of his draining nuts drove
Carl on, skewering his best mate's tight arse with more straight, hard
blows. After each shot of his crotch, Carl held himself against Chesney's
arse for an extra second, prolonging the pleasure of his cock pressed to
the hilt inside his mate while he fired another load inside the straight
boy's belly.

Chesney released a gentle groan, the bottom had to admit that the feeling
of Carl's jizz squirting deep into his belly felt very good
indeed. Obviously, the straight boy knew the experience felt amazing for
the top, the way he'd cum into so many girls, but actually having a hot
load squirting into him, this felt amazing. The burning of his ring,
stretching around the white boy's thick cock as it drained inside him was
more than bearable, Chesney barely noticed it as his belly filled with hot
scally cum. There was also a strange satisfaction in hearing the noises
from Carl, he'd heard his mate fucking a girl before, he'd heard him
cumming in a girl before and he'd never complained like this. "Yeah man,
yeahhhhh." Carl growled, pushing his crotch deep into Chesney again.

With his hairy nuts practically empty, Carl slid his cock back and forth
inside Chesney's chute a couple more times to drain his shaft of every last
drop. "Fucking hell that were good." Carl grinned, slowly pulling his solid
shaft out until Chesney's hole sealed itself. "Chez, you mind me having a
go too, I'm fucking swollen over here?" Ian asked. Chesney rolled his eyes,
knowing that fair was fair. "Be quick yeah, and don't be kissing me or
ought." Chesney smiled. "Top lad, thanks." Ian chortled, practically
teleporting into position he'd moved so quickly.

Chesney felt Ian's tip press against his entrance and like pushing a hot
knife through butter, the other Gallagher's 7.5-inch cock penetrated
Chesney's cum filled hole. Ian threw his skinny hips into action, jabbing
his bare cock into Chesney's well-used hole. Carl's warm cum lined the
route as Ian's cock slid into the darkness, coating his cock in a thick
lube that made the sexy young Indian lad feel insanely good.

The difference between the Gallagher brothers became apparent when Ian slid
himself to the hilt of Chesney's messy hole but also reached around to
locate the Indian boy's cock. To Chesney's surprise, the touch of Ian's
hand triggered near hardness from his thick brown meat. The gay Gallagher's
touch was even better than Chesney expected and using a few strokes of his
hard cock to help a nice firm grip from his fist, Ian had Chesney back at
full mast. It had been less than 10 minutes of shagging and rotation since
Chesney had cum but like any decent teenager, he was ready to go again. The
effortlessness of Ian's cock, gliding along the brown lad's cum-slick hole
made them both feel magical, pulsing and throbbing with every stroke.

Even though Ian's cock felt amazing, and his handy work also felt so good,
Chesney knew the next time he would be doing this there would be a girl
with a strap-on fucking him. The idea made his hard cock throb between
Ian's rapping fingers, delighting in the talents of the horny gay scally
lad. The slickness of his chute helped to heighten the pleasure of Ian's
meat as it rolled inside him, tickling the Indian's wet, sensitive
prostate.

"Ahhh." Ian groaned with a long exhale as his bare cock began to
swell. Ian's jabbing became full blown punches, slamming his horny crotch
against Chesney's hairy, round, brown cheeks as his sweaty nuts exploded
within the straight boy's well used chute. Unselfishly, Ian's hand
continued to piston hard and fast and within the first few shots of his
only load firing into Chesney's brown belly, the Indian lad had begun to
shoot his second load. "Fuck yeah." Ian grunted, jabbing his horny crotch
into Chesney's fine arse while he pulled another rope from the bottom's
hard log.

"Damn Chez. Loving that Gallagher D aren't you." Carl grinned proudly
watching Ian's fist drain the bottom of his second load. Chesney didn't
offer a reply, the only noise the chavvy Indian could make was another
grunt as Ian pumped his hole with another load of his scally cum which
forced another shot from Chesney's hard cock. Ian's skinny thighs continued
to slap against the bottom's furry brown hamstrings using every shot to
maximise the ultimate pleasure of Chesney's double cum slickened chute.

Finally, Ian slowed, feeling the last few ropes of his climax squeezing up
into Chesney's rectum. The top's hand continued to milk Chesney's 7.5-inch
cock while each stroke of his hips decreased in length and depth. "Oooh."
Ian hummed, pushing forward then pulling all the way back slowly. "AHHHHH."
Chesney squealed as his ring sealed itself while his cock continued to
force ropes of his cum out over the cellar floor. Unselfishly Ian continued
to stroke, pulling the last couple of thin ropes from Chesney's swollen
cock. The older scally's tight fist travelled Chesney's sword a few more
times, listening to the shopkeeper's softening moans as the pressure in his
empty brown nuts lightened.

Chesney straightened up and turned around to face the Gallagher's pulling
his trackies up to cover his cum-filled arse. "Don't worry Chez, this stays
between us." Ian smiled, resting a hand on Chesney's shoulder after pulling
up his own trackies. Chesney nodded looking towards Carl who beamed back at
him. "I ain't tellin' no one your dick's been in my arse." Carl laughed
dismissively. Chesney joined Carl's laughing and looked back at Ian who
visibly eased upon receipt of Chesney relaxation. "Better get this place
cleaned up then." Chesney winked, pointing at the mess he'd deposited over
the cellar floor. "Nothing Karen and Jamie haven't left for me before." Ian
laughed, looking for the hose.

The straight lads returned upstairs while Ian hosed down the cellar. "How
good were that?" Carl laughed. "Not gonna lie mate, but that was pretty
fucking good." Chesney conceded. "See, when have I ever led you wrong?"
Carl beamed proudly as they sat back down at the bar. "Just don't turn up
with any flowers." Chesney teased before sucking down a long draught of his
pint. "You've already had all the flowers you're getting from me." Carl
grinned, nodding towards his arse as he spoke.

"How does your arse feel?" Carl asked thoughtfully. "Wide as fuck mate."
Chesney giggled. "Whatever you do, don't go farting, yeah?" Carl warned
with a smile. "Why not?" Chesney asked innocently. "You won't be able to
stop yourself following through mate, and remember, you'll got some extra
cargo onboard." Carl grinned. "Ahhh." Chesney nodded, confirming he had
understood what Carl meant. "How the fuck does Ian do this more than once a
week?" Chesney continued stroking his chin. "He's a dirty cunt innit." Carl
laughed. "Yeah, if only girls were that easy." Chesney nodded rolling his
eyes.

Ian returned to the bar a few minutes later, "Alright boys?" Ian beamed,
dropping into a seat next to them and helping himself to a drink. The
response from Chesney and his brother was affirmative. They sat for another
10 minutes chatting before heading over to the pool table. "You boys play,
I'm gonna drop this brown boy cum out of my arse." Carl chuckled, heading
towards the toilets. Lighting a cigarette each Ian and Chesney had a smoke
while the Gallagher set the balls up.

"Ian, I need to apologise to you for the other day." Chesney started with a
sincere look in his eyes. "Don't worry about it Chesney mate, you were
kinda right, I wouldn't say no if you were offering and I just proved that,
but it's nothing more than that I promise." Ian replied coolly. "No, not
that mate. I'm talking about Kash. The man was a selfish cunt. I know he
was a user. I was just angry." Chesney explained. "He's your dad, you don't
have to apologise for wanting to protect him." Ian smiled. "Protect what?!"
Chesney boomed. "You know what I mean Chez." Ian sighed. "And you know what
I mean as well." Chesney persisted. Ian had no response, just a
smile. "I've had a good time tonight. Won't be doing it again any time soon
mind, but no complaints." Chesney beamed. "I'm glad." Ian smiled. There was
a short awkward pause before finally, Ian opened his arms for a
hug. Chesney raised an eyebrow at first, but he couldn't say no and pulled
the gay Gallagher in for a gentle hug.

END

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