Date: Tue, 26 Mar 2024 08:48:01 +0000 From: Scribbler Lad Subject: Delivering Loads - Part 8 Delivering Loads - Part 8 We meet Trudy, and the boys downstairs turn out to be interesting. Please donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming. donate@nifty.org All comments welcomed scribblerlad@hotmail.com Delivering Loads - Part 8 We finally get to meet Trudy. She comes by the house to pick Josh up, they're going away for a `weekend break', a weekend shagathon more like. Josh has been moaning about it all week, `3 whole days with Trudy, what am I going to do?', We laugh, `you'll think of something I guess' as Dick pushes his index finger through his thumb and forefinger making an `o'. He's like the condemned man. I've ironed his shirts on the table, scrubbed the brown crease stains out of all his underpants, lent him my sexy Andrew Christian pair, `gay kegs' as he calls them, (when he shags me through the rear slit hole), packed him sleeping shorts just in case the bathrooms shared. He's got his `best' ice blue denim jacket and jeans on and a 3 pack of brand new Levi white T shirts. `Josh, you look fucking gorgeous' I say, `I'd do you' says Dick. We move in quickly to kiss him on each cheek, nip his arse and cop a feel, squashing his balls in their sack. `gerroff you two puffs', We hear Trudys Fiat 500 toot, it's a new one of course, in brash girly pink, not the classic Italian design. `Look at that fucking handbag of a car, where's my street credibility gone?' `Vanished up your jacksie' I say. She toots again. We fly down the stairs, desperate to meet Trudy. She gives us the look over, that barcode scan, sussing us out as `marriage material'. We come up short. She says coolly, like we're shite, `Where is he then?', `He said he had a surprise for you', Trudy brightened, like a kitten, claws first then purringly soft. `I like surprises' she giggled, wrapping her curves into the car door. Josh hauled his bag into her car boot looking sheepishly at us, we were giving him the `fwoar' bent arm at the elbow signal when ever Trudy looked away. We shouted `don't do anything we wouldn't', `You boys!',she said, coquettishly, then kangaroo'ed the car down the road. We put our hands over each other shoulders, hands feeling the bony scapula, nice and close and watched them disappear. `3 whole days together, fuck, come on we'd better get started, no time to lose', Dick said. `I'm still laughing at the `surprise' joke, you bastard, she'll be expecting a ring at least!' `I like his ring!' `Yeah so do I', we giggled at our joke, in my mind I can see his pucker surrounded by his blond hairs, quivering for me, blowing an angels kiss. We stripped off immediately and jumped on the bed, clearing away Josh's coat hangers and discarded selections of clothes. We rolled and rolled, kissing, wrassling, determining who was going to top first. I wanted to fuck him, I've usually let him top, but after Terry, my gander is up, I am king of the fucking world and Dick is going to know it. We were well passed the time I usually relented and let him beat me. Fuck I'm a strong lad, hauling parcels, soccer training for the club, swimming, my arse muscles are like steel from riding my fucking Tuk Tuk taxi service about town. I pin him, his arms above his head, his dark pits showing, his eyes watery as he heaves air into his lungs, out of breath. As the victor I push his legs high, his pucker comes into view, like moonrise. I spit, bulls eye, as it dribbles down his arse crack, over his hole, tiny bubbles forming, so fucking beautiful, the short hairs in a milky way spiral around the pink brownish centre, his thick perineal pipe with his balls like fruits stuck on either side, a line of bunched up skin that you can trace coming out from his arse hole, right up the centre of his balls and to his shaft, ending at his frenulum. I look directly at him, into his eyes, and sink in, watching his abs crunch, his back curve up off the bed and his head rock back into the pillow as he winces, looking at the ceiling. I don't stop, but slowly, inexorably push past his expel reflex and feel my pubes crush against his arse. I stop, caress his hair away from his forehead, whisper sweet nothings, wipe the tiny tears from under his eyes, as he moans and bears down, wriggling a little, accommodating me. `Fuck, you're huge today' he says, `we've plenty of time, just relax lover boy.'. I chat about the film I'd like to see tonight, what I'm going to do to him in the darkness, in public. I might even buy him an ice cream at the interval. He relaxes and I pulse my cock up him, feeling my precum dribble and push in further. I pull out, only a little, maybe half an inch, if that. God, he's tight, his chute is pressing 360 degrees around my rim, tingling, making my cock pulse rapidly, `Oh fuck, you feel gorgeous, if I'm not careful I'll shoot right away.'. He reaches up and caresses my face, putting my long hairs behind my ears, then he brushes my nape, with his thumb, making the short hairs go against the grain. I shiver like someone has walked on my grave, then my lust takes over, `Oh fuck', he says as I suddenly plough his arse, long strokes, slow but building up rhythm, pulling out daringly, feeling my rim almost pop out then plunging back in, so deep that my balls are crushed against his ass. Dicks dick has softened, wiggling about as I ram him, laying soft on a bed of pre-cum stickiness. He arches his back and rises up, gripping his arms around my neck for purchase as I fuck him, he kisses me, oh this is bliss. Our kisses and my constant, sensual pounding excite him, the fuckers getting hard, his beautiful cock now turgid, oh the sight makes me feel fucking great, I've done that, me, who's a clever fucker? Look, he's into me 100%. With renewed confidence, I'm building up speed now, ignoring the loud squelching noises and the banging of the bed against the wall and his moaning and yelping. All I focus on is that he's into me, yes me, me of all people. He suddenly releases his arms, gasps and falls back on the bed, his head rocks back as he exhales, I watch as his stomach heaves, his abs crunch and he cums, totally hands free, his shaft rises off his abs and pulses out his cum in a spiral of white, it looks so beautiful, my mind is in slow motion, watching the jets repeatedky explode from his slit and fire into the air as his balls clench as his shaft makes an arc out of the fluid, oh so fucking beautiful to watch. I slow down. I'm over the edge now and pull out then falling back on my arms outstretched behind me, supporting me at my back, my head lolled back, gazing at the ceiling, my abs crunch, I groan and I too unload, my pole dancing, squirting out cum in thick fettuccine ribbons splatting on his chest and face. I finally come down from my high and laugh as Dick is in a white out, barely any skin un-coated in spunk, our spunk. I fall forward onto my elbows and kiss him, our juices between us, we kiss and fondle each other through our sensitivity until we are hard again. My turn now to be nailed. I get up, my cock at full mast, drooling, shiny, smelling of arse. `Let's have a cuppa', I put on the kettle on the stand by the bedsit cooker, naked and proud, lit by the thin curtains, waiting as the noise of the kettle boiling fills the room. I make the tea and we lay in bed, reviving ourselves, silent, my thoughts turning to Dicks dick and how he's going to use it on me. `Penny for them', says Dick, snuggling in closer. `I was just wondering how you were going to nail me with this monster', `Honestly?', `Yep', He laughed, `and so was I! Maybe I'll take you doggy style, but I like watching your cum face, or maybe on your back whilst you push a banana up my arse, 2 for 1? Or maybe I'll just tie up your arms and tease you till your cock is so hard and you're literally begging me for release and then I'll fuck your load out of you. `Arms please', I decide. He tied up my arms with his dressing gown belt behind my back. Mmm this is new, I'm not sure I like it, but my dick is burning hard, my veins popping, it certainly likes it. He shoved me face down on the bed and licked and spat at my hole, playing for what seemed a long time, toying with me. I'm moaning now as he's fingering me, one, two, then three fingers, repeating it like a rhyme. Pulsing my shaft with his other hand, `Oh fuck', I'm groaning constantly. He's keeping me just under the edge, I've a sensation like a bell ringing in my cock end, I've totally lost sensitivity, he could bash it between two bricks and it would feel the same. There's a tap at the door. Dick gets up and puts on his dressing gown, holding the sides closed and opens the door. It's Tom from downstairs. `Hi, I wondered if you two fancied going out with me and Frank tonight?', He looked in and grinned, `ah, my mistake I can see that you're er busy right now, no matter er some other time.', `No, no, we'll be done here very soon', I groaned low and long, `we were going to the flicks and then The Feathers if you fancy that?', Tom nodded. `Righty ho, I'd better get back , er 30 minutes be Ok?' Tom looked at me, `15 minutes should be fine, I guess', Tom nodded again then left. `Right you you're gonna get this now', dropping his dressing gown and whirling his soft cock in circles, `once you've sucked this fucking thing hard again!'. I obliged. Then Dick literally fucked the cum out of me, oh the relief. Tom and Frank have a room next to the bathroom on the floor below, so we presumed they must know our intimate movements, heck Josh's pissing can be heard down the street! They're a cute couple, mid 30's, ones in advertising the other is a draughtsman. They met at college. Dick and I snuggle up in the cinema, Tom and Frank slowly relax and just about cuddle together. I've got my hand on Dicks cock all the way through the film, pulsing it slowly until Dicks breathing changes, then stopping for fear of a wet mishap. Tom looks over at us, his eyes agog. I'm not sure why he's so shocked, no one can see us in the gloom, just the flickering light of the screen. Anyway, I stop for fear of embarrassing them. We get ice creams in the interval, chatting to Frank and Tom is easy, they're your proper middle classes! Certainly a cut above two horny van drivers. We broach the subject of noise, they laugh together, `You've done wonders for our love life, we imagine quite what you could be up to and then act it out!, we think you're marvellous, you know just `getting on with it', no embarrassment. We heard Josh say once or twice `shove it in, it's just another effing hole', since then we've sort of adopted that as our motto!', Frank says, `if I think of those early years we wasted, being scared to ask, too shy then going home and knocking one out, thinking what could've been.', Tom says, `well not any more, we were rather hoping we might, well, er tag team up, the four of us. We're quite fit under the brogues and linen, we're hill walkers, rowers, swimmers', Tom flexed his arm, `feel that', `Fuck it's like iron' Dick says as Tom took his hand to his groin, `and here. Cop a hold of that' he says to me, `You lucky lad' I say. Frank grabs my hand and places it on his pulsing dick. `Another big lad!' I say, `That's how we met actually, both being teased in the school showers calling us King Dong.' `Fucking hell' I said to Dick. `Are you up for it?', `I dunno, might end in tears?' `I don't want to move out if it goes bad?' `Let's get to The Feathers or how about The Abbey?' `I think that would blow their minds!' `Could be fun'. We watched the film, the lights came up, `What's it to be guys, The Feathers or The Abbey' Tom and Frank said The Abbey might `out' them, so The Feathers it is. I got the first round in. Tracey was curious about two lads with two gentleman. `Out with your probation officers lads' she quipped. Our silence made her worse. We chatted endlessly, bursting into spontaneous laughter, at their hiking stories, Tom was relating being caught fucking at the top of Penny Ghent both naked, just in boots watching the sun come up, or the nosy landlady in the B&B walking in on them fucking their brains out, they didn't stop but politely asked her to close the door on the way out. We supped the four drinks, evening up the rounds. `Look guys, we've a single malt simply waiting to be drunk at the house, shall we?', On the way back we swapped, Frank and Dick and me and Tom, walking back, hands brushing hands, the odd touch as we'd laugh at something. Their rooms are lovely, two rooms connected, a big bedroom with a fucking king size bed and a huge sofa like a snooker table and a dining kitchen come living room. We sit on the sofa in the bedroom, a bit nervous to be honest. Tom walks in clinking four tumblers of whiskey. I take a dink, and cough, `fuck that's strong' I say, Dick laughs and sips his. `My dad showed me how to sip at Christmases, where we'd get him a bottle.' I start to sip and soon the warm glow invades me. Tom leans over and kisses me, he's a different smell, floral sort of, soapy. He unbuttons my shirt carefully, I do the same. Dick and Frank get up and sit on the bed then swing up and embrace. I've soon got Toms shirt off, fuck he's a sinewy tall guy, I go for his trousers, a button fly, interesting, lovely velvety fabric, he breathes in as I tickle him, he's giggling, pissed or getting there. We pause. I take off my shoes and I am down to my y-fronts, in a jiffy my hard on prominent, my dick over to the left, a patch of precum, leaking through. Tom stands, his cock over to the right, his thin cotton boxers showing a huge damp patch at his tip. `You're gorgeous' he said to me, rubbing my compact body, turning me by the shoulders, 'simply perfect'. He puts his hand on my shaft and kneels, tickling the tip and then sucking at the damp patch, more precum spewing out. He pulls down my y-fronts and they fall to the floor. I'm naked and exposed. My turn now, I copy him, feeling his long shaft, hard, his huge spongy vein, the heft of his big balls. I lick along the shaft and suck at his bellend through the thin cloth, my lips feeling his heartbeat through his cock. I stand and pull out the waistband and his boxers drop, snagging on his huge cock. `Fucking hell' I say `what a whopper. I kneel to worship it, feeling its girth, my fingers barely touch as I grip it, feeling its length against my face, smelling its odour, its scent, I peel the foreskin back, Tom shudders, I balance his cockhead on my flat tongue, feeling it pulsing before snapping it shut in my mouth, getting my spit to lubricate it. Toms moaning. He taps my back and we break, as Tom rocks the sofa back and it makes into a bed. We're laying, exploring each other. I hear Dick moan, they're much father on than we are, Frank is piercing Dick with his huge rod, not as thick as Toms but Dicks moaning and I can see that it's not even half way up. We 69 and I lift my arse for Tom to get to my balls, he's at my hole, tickling me with his tongue, suckling my cock deep. I'm mesmerised by Toms thick cock. Tom flips me on my back and is grinning down at me. I'm not having this so we wrestle and I'm on top of him, fuck he's strong, his broad rowers shoulders flip me over easily, I need a strategy, I think quickly, what would Josh do? CHEAT of course, I'm on top in a trice, Tom is very cross, complaining about a foul move. `I only squeezed your bollocks, keep your hair on', I hear a guffaw from Frank, then a moan as he starts to plough Dicks arse. `You can do me after, scouts honour', I say, Tom nods and gets on all fours, `my favourite position' he says, `you'll need to get deeper with that shorty, I'm used to Franks long one.', `Shorty?, you can fuck right off', I say angered. My cock is raging hard as I want to take his insult out on him, I line up and spit on his hole and slam in, `Oh yes' Tom moans. I'm at him like a rabbit, `Oh yes, faster, harder', he moans, I oblige and I'm leant over him, sweating onto his back, squirming sweaty skin, as I fuck him senseless. I'm not going to cum like this though. I pull out and grab his balls and squeeze them again, `on your back fucker', he complies willingly. I lift his legs and slam in again, he winces and his heavy muscular legs are on my shoulders, his thick shins and powerful thighs now parted for me to get access to his wonderful muscular arse. What a treat he is, so fucking built. A posh secret stud. I lean over and his sinewy strong arms wrap around my neck and he lifts up to kiss me, his abs chisel into a milk crate six pack, I'm rocking into him as he kisses me then he falls back and raises his arse off the bed, getting me in deeper, he's as strong as an ox, I shoot, deep inside him, my leg twitching like a dog as I pump my load into him. We rest a little while. He kneels up and pushes me down on the sofa, holding me down with one arm on my chest I'm trapped, I can't punch him I can't kick him. He grabs my sensitive cock and beats me off again, I'm crying in agony. He rolls my body into a ball my arse upwards and arms pulling at my legs, my head on the sofa looking up at my cock curved above my mouth, he lays on me, his cock penetrating me, `fuck' I yell, Frank says, `that's my favourite position, he gets my places that have never been touched.', The pain subsides, it's quite comfortable actually, I can feel every inch of him, ploughing me, his dong must be 10 or 11 inches and thick, he's opening me up beautifully. I sense he's close, he's jackhammering my arse then he yells and cums, I'm surprised I can't taste it he's so deep in me. I look over and Dick is in ecstasy being sucked and prodded by Frank, these two posh boys are experienced lovers. We climb in the bed and swap I cuddle Frank, exploring his body whilst Dick samples Toms huge cock. Sated, we fall asleep. TBC Please donate to Nifty to keep the stories coming. donate@nifty.org All comments welcomed scribblerlad@hotmail.com