Date: Sat, 13 Aug 2005 01:07:36 +0100 From: Michael Butterfield Subject: The Birthday Suit Phil lay there, suited and sweaty, next to his best friend Sean. He couldn't believe what had just happened, the things they had done to each other... the things they said... But as he slowly drifted off to sleep with a grin on his face, he couldn't help but replay the entire evening over again in his head... "That was a fucking awesome film!" Phil said as they entered Sean's bedroom, returning from the cinema. It was a fairly large room, with no posters on the walls (which Phil had always thought was weird), and floor space was mostly taken up by an enormous king sized bed. Dotted around the floor were weights that Sean used to keep his incredibly toned and defined body in shape, and the only reading material Phil ever found were copies of `Men's Health Magazine', which Sean kept under the bed. For as long as Phil could remember, Sean Anderson had always been a firm believer in the philosophy "If you've got it, flaunt it", and he certainly did; only wearing the tightest possible t-shirts to show off his firm pecs and big biceps, and then taking his tops off in public as often as he could. Sean and his older brother, Rob, were always trying to get Phil down to the gym, but he knew he didn't need his body to get attention. This was because Phil was a real pretty boy, with a great bubble butt, which was topped off with a wicked sense of humour and charm that could easily get his way into to anyone's pants. Suddenly, Sean turned to Phil, pushed him onto the bed and thumped hard on his arm. "That's for not getting me a birthday present!" Sean said angrily. "Fuck that hurt you puffter!" Glancing at Sean's huge arms, Phil knew he was going to have a big bruise there tomorrow. "And anyway", continued Phil "you seemed to be enjoying Tom Cruise enough in the film today, with the tickets I bought!" Sean's face suddenly glowed red with embarrassment, so he quickly gave Phil a punch on the other arm and said "I told you, I ain't a queer! Now just fix my bloody Internet while me and Rob get some stuff from the shops" And with that, Sean slammed the door leaving Phil alone in the room. He knew Rob would be able to calm him down, as the two brothers had an incredibly close relationship, and now that Sean had moved in with Rob they were closer than ever. Removing a used tissue from the seat, Phil sat down at the computer with two throbbing arms. He couldn't help catch a glimpse of his perfectly styled dark brown hair and bright green eyes, in the reflection of the monitor, but he soon got back to the job at hand. But after five minutes of no luck fixing the net, and an increasing feeling of horniness, Phil decided he'd have a browse around his mate's files, hoping to find something hot to jerk over before Sean got back. Graphics coursework... history essay... German speech... Sean's files weren't exactly catching the seventeen year olds dirty imagination (especially since Phil helped write most of them!), so he hoped there would at least be some tits in his photo folders. Unfortunately, these folders were just as bland and disappointing, with names like "Family Barbecue 05" and "Cyprus". Feeling let down by Sean's lack of porn, the randy teen was just about to close the window when he noticed another folder at the bottom of the screen, with the name `S & T'. He figured it must stand for something like `Sluts & Tits', but he would soon find out it meant something completely different... The folder was encrypted, and needed a password. His excitement and his cock grew, as he knew there must be something pretty damn hot in there that Sean wanted to keep to himself. He tried several things, like Sean's favourite football team, favourite band, and even his favourite food, until he remembered what his favourite TV programme was- The Apprentice! He typed it in quickly, but carefully... theapprentice BINGO!! He was in! Phil unzipped his jeans and pulled out a fat, 7 inch, rock hard cock ready for some major relief. But as he wrapped his hand around his dick, the wide smile of excitement that was on Phil's face quickly disappeared... There, right in front of his eyes, were not pictures of hot women with their tits out, but pictures of men. Shocked, Phil scrolled down hoping to find at least some form of pussy, but it was all the same: hundreds and hundreds of pictures of young, handsome men. And they all had something in common... they were all wearing suits. Phil sat back in the chair, gazing into the screen, realising that everything he used to tease his mate about being gay, was actually true. And not only that, he had a major fetish. He continued to look down the entire folder, but when he reached the very bottom of the library of suited men, his stomach jolted and his eyes widened as he saw the very last picture. Just like the others, the body was booted and suited, but the head was not the original, it was Phil's head. Sean had obviously cut Phil's head off a photo and pasted it onto a suited mans body, and he'd obviously done it in a rush... Strangely though, Phil's cock was harder than it had ever been before, even when he had been with girls. He didn't know why, but the thought of his mate being into cocks, suits, and fancying him, was making Phil so horny that he wanted to spill his juice right then and there! But then a thought came to him, a very naughty thought... Remembering it was Sean's birthday; Phil's face broke into a devilish smile, as he now knew exactly what present to give to his best mate Sean... * "Sorry we took so long, Rob had to-" Sean stopped dead in his tracks as he turned to face Phil. For a split second Sean thought he was dreaming, or that his favourite and indeed worst shirt and tie picture had come to life. But after what seemed like hours of starring open-mouthed at Phil, he knew that his ultimate fantasy had become flesh. Phil was standing at the end of the bed, in Sean's favourite pinstripe suit, with a white shirt and gorgeous red silk tie, an enormous, fat erection poking out of the pinstripe trousers, and simply said, "So, do you like my birthday suit...?" Sean's cock immediately began to grow. Sean couldn't speak as Phil slowly pulled something out of his inside pocket: it was a print out of the picture he made of Phil's head on that suited mans body. Still in shock, Sean was just about to defend himself when Phil began to approach him, and they came face to face, their hard cocks almost touching. "I found this in your secret `Shirt & Tie' folder on the computer Seany" Phil said; smirking slightly. Although Phil was slightly smaller that Sean, he still seemed to have control over him, with an air of authority, and he was enjoying every second of it... "Turns out that not only are you gay, and you have a fetish, but you seem to fancy me big boy!" Sean's heart was racing, pumping all the blood to his now huge erection that was pushing uncomfortably against the inside of his tight jeans, and every now and then, he couldn't help glancing down at his mates red silk tie, which of course only made his hard-on bigger. "Phil I was gonna tell you everything, I swear!" Sean said nervously, "But how did you even guess-" "Your password? I knew The Apprentice was your favourite show, but I didn't realise it was because of all the men in sharp suits", grinned Phil. There was a short pause, the boys starred into each other's eyes, and Sean leaned in for a kiss. "Not yet" smiled Phil, pressing his finger against Sean's soft lips. "Now get those rags off and put some real clothes on." Sean quickly made his way over to the suit that Phil had laid out earlier. It was another pinstripe, like the one Phil was wearing, with a white shirt and French cuffs, and his favourite lilac silk tie that he just couldn't wait to put on. More than happy with Phil's choice of outfit, Sean removed his tight blue jeans, immediately relieving the tension in his pants, and then pulled down his Calvin Klein boxers, releasing an enormous, and 10-inch solid dick. He turned to Phil, whose eyes positively bulged with excitement. Next he slowly took off his small t-shirt, and teasingly slid his hand over his huge, defined pecs, and down his rippling washboard abs. Phil licked his lips hungrily, and started to rub his own cock as he felt the pre-cum ooze out of his piss slit. Sean had put on his shirt, pulled on his pinstripe trousers (and opened up the fly to let his cock out like Phil had done), fastened the cufflinks and slipped into his fitted pinstripe jacket. He then grabbed the silk lilac tie off of the bed; handed it to Phil, who had been watching him get dressed, and said "Do you want to do the honours?" Realising this would be Sean's favourite part of the suit, Phil leapt off the king sized bed and slowly knotted Sean's tie. Although Phil knew suits were Sean's fetish, he was actually quite surprised at just how much Sean was enjoying having his tie done up, as he was moaning quite loudly. Once he had finished, Phil couldn't resist any longer. He grabbed Sean by his tie and pulled him towards his face, and they immediately began kiss passionately, as if their lives depended on it. Their tongues wrestled in each others mouths as Sean held Phil's face closer. He had been waiting years for this moment, ever since Sean realised he was gay, and he fell in love with his best friend. Sean suddenly pushed Phil onto his bed, just as he had done two hours before, and the pair continued to embrace each other, exploring every inch of each others mouths. Sean was on top of Phil, and he slid his hands down Phil's smooth tie and down to their cocks, where he squeezed them together, making Phil, for the first time, loose contact with Sean's mouth and moan with immense pleasure. This wasn't enough for Sean; he wanted every delectable part of his lover's body, so he detached himself from Phil's lips and made his way down to his groin, kissing his red tie on the way. Phil had had blow jobs before, but not from a guy let alone his best mate. What Phil didn't realise was that Sean was an experience cock sucker. Sean smiled to himself as he starred at his mates fat juicy cock, and remembered the last time he had `practiced' on his older brother, Rob. But he couldn't wait a second longer; he lunged down onto Phil's cock and swallowed it whole, and Phil instinctively grabbed the back of Sean's head and moaned in ecstasy. Sean circled the head of Phil's throbbing cock with his flexible tongue, then flickered it lightly on his piss slit that was covered in pre-cum, which he happily ate. Sean was also rubbing his free hand up and down Phil's smooth silk tie, which he was enjoying just as much as his mates cock. Meanwhile Phil was experiencing the most intense pleasure from a blow job he had ever gotten, and every time Sean licked the top of his cocks head, Phil couldn't stop himself from moaning Sean's name heavily, and pulling harder on his friend's hair. Phil knew he was on the brink of shooting his load any second now, as he had been teasing his cock all afternoon when Sean wasn't even in the room, but as much as he would like to have covered his best mates face in cum right then and there, he knew it would be much better not to. Phil sat up and pulled Sean's head away from his cock. "What are you doing?! I was enjoying that!" "Yeah well you'll enjoy this even more, big boy!" Phil said seductively. Phil knelt at the end of the bed, unbuttoned his pinstripe jacket and threw it onto the floor. He played with his fat knot, knowing it would drive Sean crazy, and slowly slid his fingers down the silk red tie. Remembering one of the photos in Sean's folder, of a man in a tuxedo fixing his cufflinks, Phil did just that, driving Sean over the top and causing him to pounce on Phil. But Phil pushed Sean back on the bed, removed his jacket and gave him a quick snog. Then, whilst making his way down to Sean's groin, he groped his pecs, and he knew neither of them could hold on for much longer. Phil got hold of the end of Sean's tie, and grazed the ties luxurious material against Sean's balls, then wrapped the lilac tie around Sean's jumbo cock and began to jerk him off. Phil could feel every contour of his mates cock through the thick silk. "PHIL I'M GONNA CUM!!" Sean screamed, experiencing an almost unbearable amount of bliss as his best friend re-enacted his ultimate suit fantasy. But just as Phil was about to finish him off, he could have sworn he heard a footstep outside on the landing. But he chose to ignore it for now and continued to let his mate get fucked by his own silk tie. "FUUUCK!!!" Sean's giant cock suddenly let out hot white cum, which splattered onto Phil's sexy face and even sexier tie. By the look of pure ecstasy on Sean's face, Phil knew he had fully satisfied his best mate, but now he wanted some major relief too. He let go of Sean's cock and tie, grabbed the back of his head and thrust his fat cock inside Sean's hot mouth. He was soon driving his solid cock into Sean's mouth as hard and fast as he could, giving him the face-fucking of a lifetime. Sean's hands were clenched on Phil's firm arse as he pounded his meat inside his head, his tie flapping on his face repeatedly, until a second before he knew his mate was gonna cum... He quickly pulled his face away from Phil's cock, forcing him to shoot his thick load straight onto Sean's big silk knot, exactly how he'd always fantasised. Sean looked up at Phil, who could barely open his eyes as he experienced the most intense orgasm of his life, and then Sean looked down at his silk tie, covered in his best mates cum. Not saying a word to each other, the boys embraced in a slow passionate kiss, and lay down onto the bed in each others arms. Sean lay there, suited and sweaty, next to his best friend Phil. He couldn't believe what had just happened, the things they had done to each other... the things they said... and he drifted off to sleep after having the best birthday of his entire life. But what the boys didn't realise was that they weren't the only ones enjoying the suit and tie fun. Outside on the landing with his back against the bedroom door, sat Sean's older brother Rob, with his cock in his hand, cum on his chest, and a very devious plan forming in his mind...