Date: Sun, 9 Nov 2008 00:23:59 +0000
From: Alex Holt <alexwnw@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Scally boi - part 1

Ok will start with a little bit about myself, i'm 17, about 5'7" and just
under 10 stone. I have black hair and blue eyes. I dress like a scally,
i've always found the look sexy, but no matter how hard I tried, I could
never live up to the proper scally image. I'm a bit of a wimp really, and
with my size I?ve always shied away from trouble. I know I like lads, but
no one else does. When I say I like lads I mean I like scallies, the
trackies, the rockport boots and the whole bad boi attitude drives me
insane with lust and I just can?t take my eyes off them. So getting back to
this story. Id seen this lad around loads, he's bout 6', and bout 16 or 17
stone, so not scrawny, but not fat.. Well proportioned in my eyes. He's
bout 18 or 19 and always tanned; he has black closely shaved hair and
dazzling bright blue eyes, with a proper bad boi scouse accent. Every time
I see him my knees go weak. I try not to stare but I just can?t stop
myself. He's always with a big gang of his mates and never even notices me
so I get away with a quick glance or two. This day I saw him he had on some
light grey addidas trackies. His perfect bubble arse filled them perfectly,
the material clung to his perfect round cheeks and when I saw the front, I
could tell, hell anyone could tell he had a lot of meat packed in
there. His cock went down one leg of his trackies and as he walked, the
material tightened and showed his cock more prominently. Just seeing that
made me look tiny on full bone compared to him. Today though I had looked
for a second too long. He must have seen me staring at the chunk of meat in
his trackies because the next thing I heard was ?the fuck you lookin at
dickhead?? I carried on walking, looking down hoping it wasn?t me he was
talking to but I knew it was. Then he shouted again ?eh ya fuckin tit, am
fuckin talkin to you? I looked up at him and he and all his mates were just
staring at me. I instantly went bright red and carried on walking with my
head down. He started to walk after me, followed by all of his mates. I
could hear him saying ?eh lads we got us a dirty fuckin bender ere. E was
avin a gud look?. I was shitting myself, undecided weather to face him or
just run, run for my life. I was going to get a good kickin, I knew it. I
thought what the hell why prolong it, so I stopped and turned round to face
him, shakily muttering, ?I wasn?t lookin at you mate I swear I wasn?t I'm
not queer.? He carried on walking towards me stopping with his face inches
from my face. I could smell his deodorant, I could smell the beer on his
breath, and I could fell the burning of his eyes burrowing into me. I
looked up at him and saw those piercing blue eyes glaring at me. I closed
mine and lowered my head, tensed up and waited for it.. for the fist or the
head to come crashing into my nose, but it didn?t come. I opened my eyes
again, he was still staring straight at me, his mates were silently
watching, hoping for some good entertainment as their idol knocked fuck out
of some shirt lifter. I stood still, looking at his eyes and he knew... I
knew he knew that I was lusting after him. I knew he could tell and that
scared me more than anything, not the beating I thought id get but scared
of what he would say, who he would tell, the humiliation of being outed
like this. No one knew and all this lad had to do was say one thing and my
life would fall apart. He was still staring directly at me. I couldn?t tell
what he was thinking his face was completely void of emotion; he was still
so close, I could feel the heat of him, his breath, and those amazing
eyes. My heart was beating so fast, and he was so close I bet he could feel
it too. Suddenly he spoke ?ya fuckin tit? and turned and walked away. Is
mates followed him and started jeering him and laughing at me. I was frozen
to the spot, desperately trying to hold onto my emotions, I was shaking and
tears were rolling down my cheeks. I was still so afraid of what would
happen next, who would he tell. I was also confused, id seen this lad kick
fuck out of people for a lot less than I had just done, but he let me get
away with it. Did he like me, was he gay? Nah I was just kidding myself I
was being stupid. He would go and tell everyone that I was pervin at him
and it would ruin my life. I started to stay in whenever I could to avoid
him; I thought if he didn?t see me for a while he would just forget about
it. But weeks went by and I just became more and more reclusive, my friends
started to drift away, tiring of waiting for me. The only time I went out
was to get picked up and dropped off for work. However it changed one
morning when I got a call from my work mate saying he wasn?t going in so I
would have to get there myself. It had happened before, and I got the bus,
I wasn?t worried bout the lad because it was early, and he was probably
lying in some girl's bed or sleeping a hangover off somewhere. So I got
ready an off I went. As I approached the bus stop there were lots of people
there, more than normal, and when I got there I overheard a conversation
about the first bus not turning up at all so they all waited for the
second. The bus came and I was among the first to get on. I paid my fare
and took a seat near to the back of the bus. I was sitting there waiting
for everyone else to get on, looking out of the window when I saw him; he
jogged up to the back of the queue and waited to get on. I was horrified, I
couldn?t get of now, id have to pass him, so I just put my hood up and
lowered my head hoping he wouldn?t notice me. I took the opportunity to
have a look while he was in the queue outside the bus, he was wearing a
pair of dark blue nylon lacoste trackie bottoms, a grey hoodie and some
while lacoste trainers. His arse filled those trackies perfectly as
usual. He boarded the bus and took a seat right behind mine. I was so
scared of him seeing me. The bus pulled off and the beginning of the
journey was pretty uneventful. Then all of a sudden he tapped me on the
shoulder and said, ?Alright lad avnt seen ya for a bit where ya bin?. At
first I ignored him thinking he would drop it, but he didn?t. He tapped me
on the shoulder again and said ?ya alright lad??. I turned and looked at
him, those amazing blue eyes again, he was chewing and had a slight grin on
his face, and my heart was beating faster and faster by the minute. I
couldn?t believe he recognised me after all that time, but here we were on
a bus full of strangers and he knew exactly who I was. I hoped to god he
didn?t say anything. I just mumbled a hello and turned back to the
front. The bus carried on stopping and starting and pretty soon it was
almost full. A lady an her daughter got on and she sat the daughter next to
me an she sat behind next to him, told the woman they could both have his
seat and felt him moving behind him, then, to my horror he sat next to me!!
I was shitting myself, but didn?t say anything, I just kept looking
down. He had his leg pressed up against mine and I could feel the heat of
him. I had my hood up and with my head down I could see his lower half
without him knowing I was looking. He was wearing some dark blue nylon
looking lacoste trackies, the material clung to every inch of him, his
thighs, and his enormous package. It looked like the material was straining
to hold him in. I could see the shape of his balls pressing against the
silky material and I could also see his cock which was snaking down one
leg, it looked huge... from what I could see it was way bigger than mine
when I got full bone on. I couldn?t take my eyes off it.. Then he reached
up and squeezed it, and rearranged it inside his trackies, I turned my head
and looked up at him and he was staring straight at me. I had blown it, I
could have gotten away with a distant glance but he knew I was staring at
him then. Now I was really shitting it. My secret was well and truly
out. My stop came up an we both got up to get off I was hoping he?d wait
till everyone had gone and we were alone before he beat the shit out of me,
but he never said anything to me just got off and walked in the opposite
direction to me. I went to work an had my usual shite day, and at the end
of it walked to the bus stop to go home, I turned the corner an he was
already there, I though bout going again, but figured if he wanted to hit
me he would have done it already.  We didn?t say anything to each other and
eventually the bus turned up. I got on an it was already packed no seats
left so I was stood in the aisle he got on behind me and as the bus was
filling we were being squashed further up the aisle until there was no
where for me to go, he was squashed against me and finally the driver
stopped anyone getting on. The bus set off an as it pulled away everyone
fell forwards, if felt him press against me, more to the point felt his
package press against my ass. This continued throughout the journey and
each time I could feel it was a little bigger and harder than the last
time. By the time our stop came up he was rock hard and not only was he
pushing it against me when the bus moved but he was purposely grinding it
against my ass. It felt massive; I could feel it across both cheeks of my
ass. Our stop cam up an he leaned and whispered into my ear, your gonna
have to go in front of me an stay close cause every fucker will see this
and at that he pressed his hard cock against my ass again. I shuffled past
him trying to hide my own obvious hard on and we started to progress down
the aisle, him close behind me, me holding my bag in front of me to hide my
own hard on. We got off the bus and it drove away, we both stood by the
stop and waited for it to clear, he had taken his trackie top off and was
holding it in front of his crotch to hide himself. The stop cleared and he
walked closer to me, he was staring at me and chewing still, with a slight
grin on his face. He asked me where I lived, I told him not far, he asked
me if there would be anyone in, I said no, the he told me he would walk
home wit me. We didn?t say anything on the way, if I'm honest I was scared
of what might happen, was it a ploy to find out where I lived?? Anyway I
figured wit the cock pressed against me on the buss, it wasn?t a fight he
wanted from me, and to be honest I was willing to take the chance. We got
to my house an went in, he stood in the lounge and threw his trackie top on
the sofa, I just stood there looking at him, he was pretty well build, his
arms bulged a little, his trackies still straining to hold his now soft
cock, I cant imagine how they managed to hold him hard!!. Any way, he was
staring at me and still chewing, he said? I know u've been afta this for a
while now lad an me bird ain putting out an I need to blow ma load like. An
ur gonna get me off.? I didn?t know what to say, was it still a ploy, I
asked him what he wanted me to do about it like, he just replied ?you can
start by suckin this lad? and squeezed his cock though his trackies. He
walked up to me an put his arms on my shoulders. I dropped to my knees and
came face to face with his swelling crotch. I was just watching it growing
and he was obviously not in the mood for waiting, he grabbed my head and
pulled me in, he mashed my face against his swelling cock and started
rubbing it against my face. I reached up and hooked my finger in the waist
band of his trackies and pulled them down. He laughed and said ? see I told
ya ya wanted this, cant wait to get down on ma cock ya dirty little
queer. I had grabbed his boxers with his trackies so it all came down. Then
I was face to face with it, it must have been about 10 inches long and bout
3 inch fat. I could smell him, slightly musty but not nasty. I could feel
the heat of his monster cock. I couldn?t take my eyes of it. Slowly I
opened my mouth and flicked my tongue over the end, he groaned with
pleasure which I took as an invite so I opened and took the head in my
mouth. I slid my tongue all over it and enjoyed the taste licking and
sucking and it gently. Again he must have grown tired of waiting as he
grabbed my head and forced his cock further into my mouth. I felt it touch
my throat and gagged slightly, I had never had a cock so far before. He
didn?t care though, he kept pushing, I put my hands on his thighs to push
him away but he just gripped stronger and pushed harder. ?ur gonna suck it
lad, uve bin lookin at it for long enough so now ur gonna get wat ya
wanted... fuckin all of it? he started jabbing his cock into my throat, I
was gagging and really struggling to take it. And I was really scared I
wondered what he?d do to me before he stopped. He kept on pushing and I new
I had no choice. I closed my eyes and concentrated on it, trying to stop my
self from gagging. Eventually I felt his cock slip inside my throat. He
groaned and found a new more desperate energy an started pushing it further
an further, I couldn?t breath, I managed to stop gagging and felt him slide
his cock in further an further. He started breathing heavy and grunting
then he said ?fuckin hell lad no ones ever had all that before? he looked
down at me and he must have seen me going purple cause he shoved forward
one last time and groaned then he pulled out all the way. I sucked in a
deep breath of air glad to be able to breathe again. He came back at me
again, I ducked my head and went under his cock I took his balls in my
mouth enjoying a minute of air I sucked an licked his balls as his cock lay
across my face... once id recovered I licked all the way to the end of his
cock and he just slid it right back in, I opened up and it just slid
straight back down my throat. He grabbed my head and just started humping a
little. Obviously enjoying it, he started to get rougher until soon he was
fuckin the shit out of my face, my nose was hurting cause his body was
hitting me that hard. Then he plunged it all the way in and held it
there. I felt it throb in my throat an felt him shiver, I knew he was
dumping his load deep inside me I just wish I could taste it. He finished
cumin an I felt him soften slightly and he pulled out. He stumbled back and
fell into the sofa his cock twitching still dripping cum and me panting for
breath. I looked up at him and he was lying there grinning at me. I just
smiled back at him, he said ?you got ten minutes...? I asked him what for,
confused and a little apprehensive. ?till I'm ready to dump another load in
ya? he must have seen the look of shock on my face and laughed. He said
?tellin ya lad am gunna fill ya full o scally spunk before I go ome lad, ur
gonna be sick of the stuff?. I just smiled at him knowing id never get sick
of his cum.

He leaned back in the chair and lifted one leg up and said ?right times up
ya can start on me arse? I asked him what he meant and he replied ?well u
queers rant about getting ya asses licked an I wanna know wat it feels like
so get over ere an get lickin?. Id never done this before and I wasn?t sure
I wanted to.. Maybe this wasn?t going to be that much fun after all. I got
down on my knees and he lifted his legs exposing his arse. I leaned in
closer and it didn?t smell like I expected it to, a little musty like hic
cock, but again not bad, I was worried it would taste bad and was hesitant
to touch his hole wit my tongue. Again getting bored of waiting he grabbed
my head and pulled it in. My mouth covered his ass hole and my tongue tip
touched dead centre of his hole. ?right get suckin it dickead? he
shouted. I started to slide my tongue around surprised at how clean it
tasted. I started to get into it, sliding my tongue over his tight hole I
could hear him groaning and muttering fuck yea, I could tell he liked it so
I carried on eating him out. His cock was lying across the top of my head
when I started licking his arse, but now it had gone, I took a long swipe
of his ass wit my tongue and looked up and sure enough that monster was
standing straight up in the air. He grabbed my hair and yanked my head up
and shoved his cock into my throat again, my eyes were watering he was that
ruff but I knew what he wanted and I knew he would have it before he let
go.. Again I opened my throat up and my lips sank to base of his cock. He
let go of my hair and groaned as my throat swallowed his throbbing cock. I
began slowly sliding up and down his cock and I could feel every ridge and
vein as his mammoth cock slid in an out of my throat. I was really getting
into this slow and deep blow job enjoying making this fit lad grunt wit
pleasure but all of a sudden he pushed my head off and stood up, he got up
so forcefully I fell backwards onto the floor, I was shocked and asked what
was wrong an he said, bored of ya mouth now am gonna fuck ya ass.  And
started to grab my ankles and lift them up, his fat cock bobbing around
glistening with my spit. He knelt down and started moving toward my ass
with it, I was so scared. I thought I was gonna end up in hospital getting
sewn back up again. I opened my mouth to plead with him to at least lube me
up and be gentle, but he pushed my legs back spat on my hole and just
slammed his whole cock right inside.. I was in agony I was desperately
trying to writhe away from him and get it out of me but he kept on shoving
it in, and pretty soon I was against the wall. I was cornered and I knew I
was gonna take this weather I liked it or not. I was crying my eyes out the
pain was that bad but I could see in his face he didn?t give a toss. He
started humping me gently at first, but once he shuffled round a bit and
got into position he started to get faster and harder, I could feel my arse
burning and the pain was so bad. After about ten minutes of pleading an
begging for him to stop I started to quiet down a bit until I was saying
nothing at all, he just laughed and said Ya fuckin likin tha aint ya lad, I
had my eyes closed and panting I just nodded quickly. He laughed and
started to get harder and faster, every time he pushed in it felt as though
that cock was pushing my insides out of the way just as aggressively as
him. I fuckin loved it though; he held me in the corner of the room and
started to fuck my hole, he got faster and faster until I was whimpering
with the sheer pleasure of him using my arse the way he wanted. He was
fuckin me so hard now he actually lifted me of the ground with each thrust
forward and pushed my crumpled body even further into the corner. I could
tell he was getting close as his urgency to dominate me increased his
breathing began to get faster and he closed his eyes, then with a short
grunt he shoved deep and I felt his cock twitch inside me, I knew he was
pumping his spunk deep inside me and just the thought made my own cock
explode, I came all over my chest and his and as soon as he felt it, he
pulled out an moved away calling me a dirty fucka. He was stood over me
still cumming and it was dripping all over me. After a few minutes he
walked over to the sofa and started picking his stuff up and getting
dressed, he picked my t shirt up and wiped the spunk off his cock before
tucking it back in his trackies. He finished dressing and turned to me in
the corner, still naked and covered in spunk and said.. Not bad lad.. gonna
be bring a few mates next time tho?? and then he grinned and turned and
walked away. I haven?t washed that shirt since, the smell of his cock is
still on it and I have it over my face every time I wank. But I had no idea
what he had instore for me next.

To be continued.

Any feedback welcome but be gentle it's my first time doing this, but hope
it makes you as horny as I was writing it ?. alexwnw@hotmail.co.uk