Date: Wed, 1 Apr 2020 17:12:08 +0100 From: Easties Fic Subject: Wankers of Walford Part 1 Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. It is a work of fiction. No copyright intended. This piece of work has no affiliation to the actors, characters, broadcaster or any other bodies of work. "Trace, I'm off for a pony. You gonna be alright on your own for ten minutes?" Mick Carter asks. Tracey nods her head, so Mick heads into the toilets with his paper. He heads into the cubicle and sits down to have his morning shit. He unzips his jeans and drops his trousers round his ankles. Mick turns the paper over to read the sports pages and begins to empty his bowel of last night's curry. In the cubicle next door to Mick, Kush Kazemi is also sat on the toilet. Kush sits with his shirt unbuttoned showing off his muscular abs and his jeans round his ankles, his toned thighs spread. He has his phone in one hand and his rock hard cut Asian cock in his other. Kush sits stroking his seven incher whilst he watches some filthy porn on his phone. Kush beats his dick hard and fast, his big balls slapping against his thighs whilst he strokes. He watches open mouthed whilst he watches the slag with big tits in the porno get anally violated by a big black cock. Kush faps along to the video, the vein in his muscular arm twitching as he wanks himself off. His Asian cock is massive - seven inches long and almost as many inches thick. Precum leaks from Kush's purple bellend as he wanks his raging boner. Since girlfriend Kat had left Kush had found himself rarely getting a minute to himself - looking after four kids wasn't easy and Mo and Jean were always in the house. Stroking his dick on his break from the market had become part of his routine. A horny Kush is in a world of his own as he beats his meat, wanking at the same pace the BBC fucks the blonde in the video. As he wanks he doesn't realise that the audio is no longer coming from his AirPod earphones - it is now blurting loudly out the speaker. "Uhhh... fuck me... ahh..." "You like big black cock in your tight pussy?" Mick looks up from his paper as he hears the loud moans coming from the cubicle next door. Mick chuckles to himself silently and tries to get on with reading the paper, but as the moans get louder he finds his own dick twitching. Mick wipes his arse and puts the paper down. He can feel the blood starting to rush to his flaccid thick dick. As he gets hornier and hornier, Mick comes up with a plan. As quietly as he can he puts the toilet seat down. He kicks off his trainers and steps out of his jeans, kicking them to one side. Mick removes his polo shirt and stands in the cubicle naked - his hairy Dad body on show. Mick's dick was now rock solid - his dick was girthy, thick like a beer can and stood perpendicular to his body at a solid nine inches. Mick has a wild bush of pubes that cover the base of his thick cock and massive hairy danglers. The horny landlord steps up onto the toilet and peers over the top of the cubicle. He sees an oblivious Kush wanking. Mick begins to silently wank his own dick as he pervs on the muscular Asian bloke. Kush continues to play with his hard dick obliviously. Mick also wanks his own cock, pulling his long foreskin back to reveal a bulbous pink bellend. The two blokes wank in unison, both hornier than ever. "Facking hell Kush, you filthy cunt!" Mick smirks. Kush nearly drops his phone as he panics, realising he's been caught. "Shit... Mick.." Kush says, he can feel himself getting redder and redder as he tries to cover his massive dick with his hands. "Sorry mate... I didn't realise anyone had come in." "Stroking ya cock in the khazis, facking hell things really that bad at home?" Mick laughs. "Mate... I ain't had a shag for weeks. The only fucking action I'm getting is from my right hand." Kush admits. "Facking hell mate, it ain't right for a geezer not to have a hole to whack his corey into." Mick says. "Why don't ya stop stroking your winkle and come and fack me ya horny facking cunt?" Kush is taken aback by Mick's request - but his dick is harder than ever. "Mick... I ain't gay." "Na, me neither mate. Just a facking `orny bastard. And you were loving watching her take it up the Aris... mine's a bit facking hairier like mate but it ain't that different." Mick says. "I ain't sure about this Mick." Kush says. "Come on my son, it can be our secret." Mick says. He gets down off the toilet seat and Kush hears the bolt slide on the door. "Ready when you are mate." Kush sits in the cubicle and thinks for a moment. His dick is rock solid, and even though he'd never considered sex with a bloke before suddenly the idea of it was making him leak. Kush unlocks the cubicle door and walks naked to the cubicle with Mick in it. He pushes the unlocked door open and sees Mick bent over the toilet fingering his arsehole with one hand whilst stroking his dick with the other. "Fucking hell Mick mate!" Kush says, surprised. "You gonna fack me or not you cunt?" Mick moans as he takes a third finger up his hairy shitter. "Um... should I..." Kush says, looking at the condom machine on the toilet wall. "Don't bovva mate. Ain't the same wiv a johnny on." Mick says, pulling his arse cheeks apart with his hands to reveal his tight pink hairy hole. Kush stares at the horny landlord spreading his cheeks in front of him. "Fuck it." He says, letting his cock get the better of him. He kicks the door shut with his foot and then lines up his throbbing cut dick with Mick's arse. "This is our little secret, yeah?" Kush asks for confirmation. "My lips are facking sealed." Mick says. Kush spits on Mick's arsecheeks. He uses his fingers to rub the saliva into Mick's hole as lube and then smacks his bellend against Mick's twitching shitter. Kush teased Mick's hole by smacking his bellend against it for a few seconds and then began to slowly insert his dick deep into Mick's anal cavity. "Fackin' hell you're a big boy ain't ya." Mick moaned as he took Kush's bellend and about one third of the shaft inside him. "Mate, that's just for starters." Kush smirked. He grabbed Mick by the waist and pulled him in one smooth motion deeper down onto his cock. "Uhh.. fack.." Mick moaned. With the majority of his meat now firmly inside Mick's hairy shitter Kush began to thrust. He moved slowly to start with, but quickly picked up the face thrusting his hips at a vigorous pace. "You've done this before, ain't ya?" Kush moans as he fucks Mick's tight arsehole. "Uhh... Uhhh.. I lied to ya before mate. When I said I weren't a facking poofter." Mick smirks. "I...uh... lied." Mick dripped with sweat as he takes Kush deep inside him. His fat Dad body was soaking with his sweat as his arsehole trembled and twitched whilst he got pounded. "You dirty bastard!" Kush moans. Kush was also getting hot and sweaty as he continued to drill the pub landlord's arsehole. The sweat ran down Kush's perfectly defined nipples and followed the lines of his six pack. Kush pounds Mick hard, his balls slamming against Mick's cheeks loudly as he fucks him hard from behind. Kush's seven inch slong was now all the way into Mick's arsehole and Mick was clearly loving being fucked deep. "Uhhh.. fack..." Mick moans. Kush's dick stabs deep into Mick's insides, his slightly curved bellend hitting Mick's spot perfectly. He had never been so horny as he is now he's being fucked by the Asian lothario. Kush spanks Mick's arsecheeks hard whilst he continues to pound him, a red handprint immediately appearing on Mick's arse. Mick moans as his cheek stings from the spanking. "Fack, you dirty cunt." He moans. "You like that, yeah?" Kush moans between thrusts. "You like a bloke slapping your pathetic fat arse?" "Oi! Less of the fat, you facking cunt." Mick laughs. "We... ahh.. ain't all facking pretty boys like you." "I don't know mate." Kush laughs. "You're alright from where I'm standing." "I wanna... Uhhh.. facking ride ya." Mick moans. Kush pulls his dick out of Mick's hole. A sweaty, red faced Mick stands up. The two blokes pant out of breath as they face each other. "Facking hell, you're a sexy cunt ain't ya." Mick says, shoving his bearded face into Kush's chest and worshipping his tits. Kush moans as he feels the unfamiliar feeling of a bloke's bearded face up against his nipples. Kush sits down on the toilet and Mick climbs on top of him. Kush uses the strength for his massive arms to support Mick, holding the Daddy up by placing a hand one each of his hairy arse cheeks. Mick laughs as he begins to lower himself down onto Kush's leaking bellend. "I only came to the khazi for a pony. Tracey will be wondering where the fack I am." "Martin's watching my stall for me." Kush laughs. "We best get this facking get this over wiv quickly then, ain't we?" Mick says, as Kush's dick begins to enter him once more. Kush holds Mick up and Mick leans backwards as he takes Kush's dick deeper and deeper into his hole, resting one hand on the cubicle wall for support and the other wanking his dick. "Fack... ahhh... uuh..." Mick moans as he bounces on Kush's cock. Kush can feel his balls tightening as he gets closer and closer to the point of no return. "I ain't got much longer in me mate." Kush moans as Mick rides him. "Na, uhh... me neither. My facking balls are uh... gonna facking explode soon." Mick moans. Holding Mick's arse cheeks, Kush begins thrusting hard and fast. As he pounds Mick's hole Mick's legs shake. "Fack..." Mick moans. Kush continues to slam Mick harder and harder. "I'm gonna cum mate." He moans. "Facking cum inside me." Mick moans. "You sure mate?" Kush asks. When he fucks birds they usually always make him pull out. "Facking do it you cunt!" Mick moans, wanking his own cock violently as he gets drilled. Kush fucks Mick as hard as he can, panting heavily as he does so. "Uhhhh. Fuck..." Kush moans as his balls release four massive loads of cum. The cum fires out of Kush's bellend and shoots straight into Mick's arsehole. Mick moans in pleasure as he feels the warm splooge shoot deep inside him. Kush uses his warm cum as lube to continue drilling Mick's hole whilst Mick strokes his own cock, it isn't long before multiple loads thick jizz fires out of Mick's dick all over his hairy chest. "Facking `ell." Mick moans, catching his breath as both blokes pant heavily following their huge eruptions. As their dicks begin to soften, Kush bends down and grabs his clothes off the floor of the other cubicle. He collects his clothes and pulls them into the toilet stall. Both blokes begin to get dressed. Mick smirks as he checks out Kush's abs for one last time before Kush puts his shirt back on. "Mick Carter you naughty bastard." Kush laughs. "We all have our facking secrets." Mick smirks. As the two blokes chat about the horny encounter they've just had, they hear the toilet door slam close. Mick and Kush look at each other and panic as they realise that their secret may have been exposed already... TO BE CONTINUED