Date: Wed, 24 Jan 2007 20:01:08 +0000
From: Blue Boy <blueboy3649@hotmail.com>
Subject: UK Celebrity Big Brother 2007

UK CELEBRITY BIG BROTHER 2007: JACK ME OFF

This story is a work of fiction. It contains scenes of a sexual nature
between consenting adult males and if this offends you, or if you are
underage, or prohibited by law from viewing such material, leave now.

Nothing in this story should be taken to imply that the events portrayed are
in any way real or based on knowledge of actual events or people. It is a
work of pure fiction. I have no personal knowledge about Jack or Ian's
private lives.

Comments and suggestions to blueboy3649@hotmail.com.


Day 15 in the Big Brother House. Because they had passed today's task, the
housemates had been rewarded with a party and as much alcohol as they could
drink. Jack had really started to enjoy his time in the house, especially
now that Jade had been evicted - she'd become annoying to live with and as
soon as he was out of the house, he was going to dump her. Since he'd been
going out with her, he hadn't had as much cock as he'd have liked, and he
was certainly craving for it now, after two long weeks in the house. He'd
only managed to have one sneaky wank in those fifteen days, and for a horny
little fucker like him, that was quite something; he couldn't even remember
the last time he'd gone two days without a wank, let alone fifteen!

Jack, Danielle, Jo and Cleo were still up drinking over an hour after the
other housemates had gone to bed. But the conversation had now got too girly
for Jack, who made his excuses and went off to bed, leaving the girls to it.
He staggered through the bedroom, clumsily undoing his jeans, and they
dropped to the floor as he got to his bed. He pulled his T-shirt off, threw
it on top of his jeans and stumbled into bed, now wearing nothing but his
tight black undies, which were already struggling to hold in his extra large
manhood. It was then that he realised there was someone in his bed! He
pulled up the covers and there lay Ian, fast asleep. He had no idea what Ian
was doing in his bed - perhaps he was so drunk he'd got into the wrong bed -
but Jack didn't really care, there was plenty of room for two, so he got in
and went to sleep without giving it a second thought.

Jack didn't know how long he'd been asleep but he was awoken suddenly. It
took him a few seconds to realise what had woken him... his cock was rock hard
and Ian's hand was rubbing the front of his boxers. He could feel a small
wet patch of precum already, as Ian's hand continued to gently massage his
aching bulge. He knew Ian was gay but had no idea he would be brave enough
to do this!

Ian sotfly traced the outline of Jack's stiff nine inch cock with his
fingers, then pressed down on it, leaking a few more drops of precum onto
the soft cotton of his boxers. He cupped Jack's big round balls, squeezing
them and rubbing them. Jack was now horny as fuck, he was loving this. But
not wanting Ian to stop, he lay still and silent, pretending to be fast
asleep. Finally, it seemed Ian could restrain himself no more and, much to
Jack's heightened pleasure, slipped his hand under the elastic of his
boxers, teasingly brushing his wet cock head. Jack closed his eyes and did
all he could not to stir, as Ian stroked his cock and balls, sending waves
of excitement racing through his body. He ran his hand through Jack's thick
pubes, then played with his balls; trying to suppress a moan was killing him
now. Ian's whole hand was inside Jack's boxers, rubbing and groping at the
contents. He started pulling Jack's foreskin back and forth over his cock
head, slowly at first. Then he grabbed his long, thick shaft firmly in his
hand and began properly wanking him off.

Jack let out an involuntary muffled sigh, and this only made Ian speed up
his action, working his hand harder and faster up and down Jack's sizeable
cock. Eventually, Jack could hold back no more and let out an uncontrollable
moan as he shot the first of his thick, creamy load over his chest. This was
followed by spurt after spurt, and Ian relentlessly kept up the wanking, as
Jack kept cumming. After what Jack decided was his longest and most
satisfying climax, it finally subsided and his chest and stomach was covered
in cum.

Satisfied with his night's work, Ian rolled over and went to sleep as if
nothing had happened. Jack lay there in the dark, smiling that sexy smile of
his, still in amazement at what had just happened. He knew he should go to
the bathroom and clean up his cum-soaked body. But after a few moments of
deliberation, he decided that was too much hassle at this time of night and
instead started scooping it up with his fingers and licking them dry. It
took a while, but he didn't stop until he had savoured every tasty drop of
his man-juice. Jack went to sleep with that sexy satisfied grin still on his
face and a few drops of cum which had escaped down his chin.

Jack awoke the next morning and wondered why his body felt a bit sticky.
Then the horny events of a few hours ago came flooding back to him. He
turned over and Ian was no longer in his bed; infact he could hear his voice
from the kitchen. Making sure nobody else was around to catch sight of his
cum-stained undies or glistening torso, Jack quickly headed for the shower.
The rest of the day, it was business as usual, and neither Jack nor Ian
attempted to acknowledge what had happened last night. But they still had a
few days left in the house, and Jack was going to make sure last night
wasn't a one-off. Infact his horny little mind was already busy plotting
another horny little idea...