Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2023 21:19:51 +0000
From: Scribbler Lad <scribblerlad@hotmail.com>
Subject: Ryan Air - Part 17

Ryan Air - Part 17

Ryan has a summer holiday off and spends it with the lads, learning to
plaster, getting plastered more like. These boys know how to work hard and
play hard.

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Ryan Air - Part 17 A New You

We dressed and walked to the precinct, chatting about blokes at work, about
our jobs. Fozzies hanging doors like crazy, hard graft. Ryan's doing the
electrics before we get in an plaster over, covering up the evidence.

Ginge says he's run ragged mixing and doing for 2 but he enjoys it mostly,
but not when Degsy bollocks him. I said I was the same and we have been on
the wrong side of Degsys tongue.

We passed his house. `Hang on' he said and he ran down the path, past the
old sofa and broken washer on the grass. He came out crying, wiping his
face on his trackie top, his abs prominent on his beautiful belly.

`Mum said thanks son, I'm proud of you, now fuck off with that Spanno, and
watch out for that Degsy, thats the first time she's ever said she's proud
of me'.

He wiped his eyes, straightened himself out and we went into the barbers.

`Bloody hell, you've grown' the guy said, flicking his apron, and with mock
gentility says `take a seat sir'.

He looked at me for direction as he picked up his strands of lanky long
ginger hair,

`make him look human',

I said, he grinned and started on him.

The floor was like an autumn forest, all ginger and browns. He looked
angelic. He paid,

`It'll look better when washed, use a good conditioner, after all you're
worth it' said the barber,

`Thanks, and see you in two years'

Ginge said as the barber mock kicked his arse out of the door.

Next up JD sports, the shed of a shop was packed with fit looking lads,
hands down their fronts, as they hung around and chatted whilst mates tried
stuff on.

Ginge got a white Nike T shirt with aero something panels, new grey
trackies and size 11 trainers in the sale, he was well pleased.

We found a tools and workwear shop around the back and he got overalls so
as to keep his new stuff for best, M&S for new undies, I had to wait
outside whilst he chose, `too gay' he said choosing together. Then to
Boots's chemist for a toothbrush, toothpaste, Axel spray, razor and foam,
zit cream, KY jelly, blue zipper case to keep it all in.

We presented him to Fozzie. He rang the bell so Fozzie had to come to open
up, it took him ages, god knows what he was up to, he opened the door
looking disheveled, he did a double take, then hugged him,

`Fuck, I was asleep'

`Sorry, we wanted to surprise you',

`Fuck you certainly did, where's that fucking street urchin gone, who's
this handsome guy?'

Then gripping Ginges chin,

`are these whiskers I see man?'

`We've gotta get those off, come on, how about a buddy shave session, maybe
trim the downstairs and the hallway?',

Fuck, my cock leapt hard in a nanosecond. Fozzies did same and Ginge nearly
pole vaulted into the door.

`We're seeing Ryan tonight' said Ginge.

We put the bags on the bed and stripped off, in our room, we got the shower
nice and hot and Fozzie walked in naked, his hairy body stunning, his cock
leading the way, he came back with clean bath towels from the airing
cupboard and his cut throat razor and paraphernalia, oils and such like.

`First, get a real hot shower, we'll help you'

We washed him in some of Fozzies expensive grooming gel, and shampoo for
red heads, it emphasised the colour somehow. Fozzie got his shaving kit,
Ginge was apprehensive to be sure, his cock deflated. Fozzie lathered his
face up.

`I look like fucking Ginger Santa',

We laughed, I put a blog on his cock.

Fozzie opened the cut throat, `now, I use this everywhere I shave, and I
mean everywhere, don't worry, I'm very good at it, let's start.'

He stood in close and pinched up his skin and shaved down, wiping the blade
on his thumb, the hot tap running, steaming up the room. He deftly caught
all the hairs, trapped in the foam and filling the basin with hot water
Ginge rinsed his face. Fozzie took the razor and sculpted Ginges thick
hair, neatening up what the barber had done, just small amounts of shaping.

Fozzie sharpened the blade on a leather belt. Knelt down and looked at
Ginges untidy bush, looking at the hairy mass of his balls and pipe.

`Trust me?'

Ginge nodded.

Fozzie picked up the towels and we layed them on the lounge floor, Ginge
laid down and I filled a plant sprayer full of hot water, Fozzie asked
Ginge to lay back legs akimbo as if he was going to fuck him. He sprayed
the water on his balls and crack and lathered him up. Fozzie deftly shaved
his crack and nuts then with his legs down he sprayed his bush and using a
comb shaved the hairs to length, neatening them up by sculpting. It was
easier with a boner Fozzie said.

`One more shower and then we'll see what you're like.'

We preened him again, I massaged his shoulders looking down his back and
arse as Foz washed his hair, massaging his scalp, their boners sizing each
other up, side by side the suds cascading down Ginges body. The hairs on
Ginges nape now short, trimmed, groomed, my fingers going against the
grain, watching the reddy golden hairs fall back. I kissed his nape and ran
my hands over his shoulders and under his arms to his waist. He's beefing
up, three meals a day and lots of work, I'm boning up, my cock settles in
his crack. Ginge reaches back and pumps my cock, I lower my body, bending
my knees, spreading my legs and pushing my hips out to take him, I impale
him on my shaft and I am desperate to release my seed into this beautiful
creature, so willing, so sexy, stood inches apart from me, his pissy,
cloying aroma now gone and replaced with a manly musk.

We howled as the cold water hit us.

`You can stop that' says Foz, `anyway I thought you were going to Ryan's
for whatever is on offer?'

We nodded,

`Well you'll need all the energy you can muster, for one of their
spunkathons, I only went the once, I nearly had to be carried out, they
drained my nuts, my arse was sore and my knob red raw. Ryan was into me but
I think Michelle likes `em younger'

`My sort of night',

laughed Ginge as he snapped his ever hard shaft down as it slapped to hit
his abs. His bush now naturally shaped.

`Fuck I look huge'

says Ginge parading his cock about his hands on his waist.

`You look fucking gorgeous'

Fozzie said, `if only I were 15 years younger',

`Let's eat now, I'm starving then dress and fuck off to be fucked off'

said Ginge.

`We're meeting Pat in The Feathers car park'.

Pat was waiting outside by the fire exit. His face lit up as he saw
Ginge. They hugged. We walked on.

`Look at you Bro'

said Pat, mussing Ginges hair and pulling his trackies out to look in.

`Fuck when did you ever wear underpants'

`From now bro, get used to it, this is the new me'

`Yeah just till your ma can't afford the weekly payments',

`Nope, all paid for, all mine. Anyway look at you'

Pat was a fuller, stockier, muscular lad, still lopsided on his wanking arm
though, his trackies would bulge occasionally as the pendulum swung.

`Yeah, I've been getting some work with Scrappo, cash in hand, nice, but
hard graft'

`Tell me about it, slaving all day for this cunt and Degsy'

`Cheeky', I said,

`No, just joking, I'm loving it Pat, they're really nice till you fuck up,
then you get a roasting',

`Speaking of which, shall we knock on Ryan's door?'

The lads nodded and adjusted their poles.

Ryan opened the door `quick come in lads', where's Ginge, have you left his
mangy arse in the pub?'

`Oi you', Ginge laughed

`Shelles out with her mates, she's back after the pubs shut, she wants
every one of you any which way you fucking like. So I haven't to wear you
out. Get the beers Spanno'

I returned and Ginge and Pat were making out, so hot. I threw Ryan a can,
he caught it, releasing his dick.

`Who needs a porno with this show' he said.

Ginge looked and grinned as he closed his mouth over Pats lips, tonguing
him, holding his face still and grinding into him. Pats truncheon was
visible through his trackies, tenting out obscenely.

Ginge was in control, he pushed Pats trackies under his arse, Pats pale
muscled cheeks and his crack, so tempting as it wiggled. Pat lowered Ginges
trackies to reveal white undies, his cheeks contracted sexily as they
writhed, kissing.

Breaking away Ginge pulled Pats fleece top off, his muscular frame and tiny
nips, his ridiculously narrow waist accentuating his V form, his lats more
ribs than muscles. Big shoulders, high pecs and strange thick wonky arms
through lifting weights badly.

Pat pulled off Ginges top, he was bigger, his ruddy farmers frame, not as
pretty but full of raw energy. They flexed and paraded around,

`Get on with it lads', Ryan said `show me the money',

They held each others pants and pulled down, Pat had his thumbs in both of
Ginges layers so were both naked.

`Fuck you've grown since I used to take you swimming Pat' said Ryan. `Come
here and let me cop a feel of that monster'

My arse twitched when he revealed his cock, massive against his narrow
frame but big against anything.

Ryan had him sit on his lap, Ryan's cock peeping up between Pats thighs,
Ryan held Pats erect penis high, `fuck that's gorgeous', Pat just grinned.
`This fuckers gonna make me some money, this bloke in Londons gonna do some
porn videos then I'll make it big and I'll be out of this dump, you wasters
can carry on working whilst I'll be fucking everything around and making
good money'.

Ginge looked a bit crestfallen.

`Well I hope it all works out for you, you could do worse than let Fozzie
trim you, like Ginge here. Ginge paraded,

`Yeah, I might do that, you look great Ginge'

`Thanks, now is that fucking pole of yours gonna get some action? Let's
show these oldies how to really fuck'

Ryan got his phone out and rested it on the chair recording them.

`Gives us a shout if we can do anything lads'.

`You can put the fucking heating on for a start. And get a tray of shots'
demanded Pat.

I got the shots, two sherry glasses full of spiced rum.

They 69'd each other, Ginge only sucking the first inch or so of Pat, his
mouth at full stretch around his thick torpedo shaped dick.

Ryan said to Pat, `If you're planning on fucking Ginge with that monster,
you might want one of us to open him up for you?'

`OK, but no cumming up him, I'm not having sloppy seconds',

`After you Spanno' said Ryan, `prey no young sir, after you' I said
mockingly as I tossed him the KY.

Ginge got on all fours as Ryan lubed up his hole and played with it,
teasing his balls, yanking his nuts like a ripcord. Shoving his nose up his
crack, tickling his hole.

He quickly went upstairs and came back down with a pink vibrator

`one of `shelles, I use it sometimes',

`Hope you've fucking washed it' said Ginge.

Ryan switched it on and ran the device from Ginges nape down his spine and
over his crack, cupping it under his balls, Ginge laughed and wiggled his
arse `ooh that feels good' he says,

Ryan lubes up the tip and pushes it into Ginge, who grimaces and then yelps
when the buzzer hits his prostate,

`Fuck, switch it off Ryo, I'm gonna shoot'

Ryo pulled it out and pushed on in.

`That's better' says Ginge as he wiggles to get comfy and pull back and
forth up Ryo's shaft.

Ryan groaned, I was half watching and half sucking off Pats cock, playing
with him, examining him, lifting it up, feeling the weight of it, the
girth, loving the feeling of a strange hot cock in my hand, peeling back
his skin, smelling his aroma, adding it to my smell bank for future
reference.

`Like it?' He said

`I fucking love it, you lucky sod',

`I'm not so sure about that, birds just want to see it, maybe watch it
spurt out, but they don't want it anywhere near them'.  + `Their loss, our
gain'

I say and opening wide I suck his cock head, he's pushing in and out of me,
I'm at my gag point now and he's still fuck facing me. I retract, a saliva
web sticks from his cock to my mouth, I heave in breath and I'm on him
again, going deeper now as I relax, getting his measure, honing my swallow
technique and relaxing more, knowing that I want to feel his bush on my
face, I'm working hard to get it down.

`Fuck' he says, `I could fill your tummy with my juice right now'

I mumble and do a thumbs up sign,

He pulls out and I stand and kiss him deep, holding his face still, feeding
him his cock tasting precum loaded saliva,

`Pity it's not your load' I say

`You dirty get' he says

`You've never swapped loads with a guy?' I asked.

`Er, no that's too fucking gay'

I looked over at Ryan pumping Ginges arse

`Er and that isn't?'

`No that's just mates, we help each other out when we can't get a bird,
that's all' he reasoned with himself.

`How about you helping me out with this' I said slapping my cock in my
palm,

We 69'd, as Ryan slowed down making sure he didn't shoot up Ginge.

He pulled out as we were lying back, we darent touch each others cocks or
holes as we'd surely shoot.

`Come on Spanno, your shout' says Ginge as I rose up and pushed on into his
gaping hole,

`Open me up Stud' says Ginge. As I rammed home Pat and Ryan were 69 ing on
the couch, lots of `oohs and ah's'.

I pulled out `he's as ready as he'll ever be' I said as I tossed Pat the
KY.

`Where's that bloody shot' said Ginge, he downed it in one, grimacing

'another', I poured him one, Pat shook me a no.

Ginge downed that and assumed his position, Ryan started his phone on video
and we watched in awe as Pats thick 11" slipped into Ginges arsehole. Ginge
moaned deeply and before he had time to adjust Pat started hammering his
hole.

`You always liked to take it hard and fast, didn't you Ginge?',

Ginge moaned,

`Fucking shut his moaning one of you' said Pat. Ryan got up and dropped his
cooling cock into Ginges gob, getting it harder and face fucking him as as
Pat screwed him at the other end, grinning at Ryan.

I got down under Ginge and took his soft dripping cock into my mouth,
rubbing the salty sweet jelly like worm around in my mouth, feeling him get
thicker, arousing him, amid the slapping of Pats big balls, the squelching
of his pole in Ginges cunt and Ginges mewling as Ryan's cock invades his
throat.

Ginge arched his back high then lowered fully into my mouth as his load
streamed out like salty half cum half piss as I gulped it down.  Pat was
ramming home hard when the front door opened and Michelle walked in

`Oh I see you've started then, I hope none of you have finished yet?',

`Saving `em for you love' said Ryan as he face fucked Ginge,

`I'm just off for a widdle, I'll shout you when I'm ready',

`Right lads' Ryan said as we all pulled off Ginge,

`Fucking hell, that were great' said Ginge recovering from the onslaught,
his legs wobbly as he stood.

Ryan picked up his phone and pressed stop.

I'll top and tail it and put it on WhatsApp lads, for private viewing only,
Michelle won't let me film her, tight cow',

`Ready lads' shouts Michelle.

She's laid out on the bed, naked, her tits hanging over the side of her
petite body, her abs slim and her big arse broadening to her bush and
wobbly thighs, to thin legs and painted toenails.

Ginge and Pat stood, boned, mouths agape, drooling,

`What you scared of lads? You look like you've seen a ghost, cum here my
boys',

They ran to the bed and into her beckoning arms, laying close, Pat had his
hands on her breasts then down her body, rubbing at her bush, fingering her
as he kissed her, swapping to let Ginge have a look, more shy, tentatively
touching her breasts then getting bolder.

`You scrub up well Ginge'

she said then taking his dick in her clenched fist

`You're quite the man aren't you',

Ginge nodded as she pumped up and down his shaft.

`And you Pat, I used to hear half conversations with your ma and my mum
talking about your dad and laughing at how big he was, I never understood
till later as he was only five foot tall, and now look at you and your
massive dong', she picked it up, feeling his girth,

`Ooh I want you first, Pat, whilst I keep lover boy here happy. She knelt
up doggy style. Pat knew instinctively what to do, he said how gorgeous her
cunt looked peeping out below her arse cheeks. We watched as her lips
parted and Pat slid in, his whole length disappearing as Michelle wiggled
and got comfy, opening her mouth wide to take Ginges cock as Pat pumped.

Ryan said `call us when your ready'

We went to the makeshift gym. Ryan laid back on the bench

`Spot me'

he said as I stood behind him helping make sure he had the weight and
watching as he lifted it high, extending his arms, his hairy chest
broadening and his arms, sculpted muscles, bulging, I watched, my hands
under the bar as he lowered slowly down, his cock softening, draped over
his thigh, a slug trail from the tip.

He leant his head back and opened his mouth, his eyes laughing up at me,
twinkling as I sank my sofening cock into his mouth, he rose the bar again,
repeating the movement for a whole rep.

`Your turn' he said, spitting me out.

We swapped, fuck this is hard work, he reduced the weights for me mutteting
`fucking puff',

That was better, I did the full rep, watching Ryos dick sway as he helped
me latch the bar into the hooks.

I heard Michelle scream and Pat grunt out obviously filling her up,

Then we heard `come on Ginge, he's shot too soon, bring on the cavalry',

Then Ginges moan as he fucks Michelle senseless.

The door opens and it's Pat,

`fuck that were fun'

`Fancy this?' Ryo said, he nodded, we all went next door. Ginge grinned at
me as he fucked Michelle, he says `come on Spanno, what you waiting for?'
and he gripped Michelle's shoulders. She said `hang on', Ginge pulled out
as Michelle moved to lay on her back as Ginge rammed home again, pausing
only to let me at his arse, eating him out, the smell of Michelle filling
my nostrils I slaver and drool into Ginges hole. I then straddle them both
and plough on in to Ginges hole, he gasps and pulls out and pushes back in
and I follow his motions, slowly increasing my stroke as we get down to it.

Ginge must've hardened or changed his angle as Michelle is moaning now. Pat
is giving Ryan one, his thick cock impailed deep up Ryan's arse as he cries
out in pain and lust. Ginge is loving it, horned up, all his buttons being
pushed as he takes me deep in his guts and fucks Michelle hard and long.

Pat cums up Ryan's arse and pulls out, his dong dripping. Ryan hops up and
kneeling on the headboard behind him pushes his dick into Michelle's gob,
Ginge and Ryan snog above her as she moans onto Ryan's cock.

Ginge is on the brink, I'm getting close. Ginge dumps his load into
Michelle, his legs shaking like a dog scratching and this sends me over
into Ginges arse, with Ryan pulling out of her mouth and squirting over
Michelle's face and the first blast over her tits.

Ginge pulls off and Pat is hard again and shoves into Michelle's cunt and
fucks out another dollop, pulling out to deposit his thick, youthful load
on her tits alongside Ryan's runny deposit.

Ryan's on her now, kissing her, feeling her breasts as he passionately
makes love to her, slowly fucking her, his beautiful arse cheeks rising and
falling as he gets harder, up her, ploughing his bird. She's moaning as he
sucks her tits, Pats spunk snagging white against Ryan's hairy, tanned
chest.

Ginge and Pat are in a 69, cleaning and sucking each other up, getting hard
again.

Ryan cums in Michelle, his weight on her, squashing her tits flat like naan
breads. His sexy arse cheeks tensing and twitching as he shoots dust.

Michelle pushes him off onto his back, his cock limp, shrivelled, his chest
heaving.

We are ready, Michelle opens her legs and beckons me over,

`Not had you yet' she says

I'm not so sure, Ryan nods at me to do it,

`Tell you what, let's make it more interesting for you Spanno. Lie on your
back'

I complied, wanking slowly to keep hard,

`Now, I'm gonna take you to the hole like the bull stud you are'

She lowers onto my cock her legs aside me, her weight on the sides as she
grips me with her thighs. Fuck I'm in deep, that tingle starts again, I'm
hard as a rail.

`Now Ginge', she says `push on in'

Michelle leans forward, I'm still engaged fully.

Ginge pushes into the slit above my cock, fuck that feels great as he
grazes sinks in slowly opening her up and grazing my frenulum with his cock
head,

`Fuck that's tight' says Ginge

`Fuck, that feels great Ginge' I said

`Thanks boss'

`Cut the chat and just fucking get on with it', says Michelle, who's
dripping her juices onto me,

`I want you two fuckers to get me off',

I push my arse up,

`oh yes'

says Ginge and I hear a moan from Michelle, this is going well I
think. Then Ginge rams home grazing my cock with his.

`oh fuck'

I say as Michelle says `yes', now my turn but Michelle takes over, lifting
off us both then lowering down, grazing her tight wall on our joint
cock-heads kissing each other in the moist, warm darkness. Bliss. I push my
arse high as she lowers the Ginge rams home again and Michell lifts off,
her tits warm on my chest, Ginge squeezes my nips as I thrust up, then we
speed up.

Pat is moaning loudly as he takes Ryans cock up his chute, moaning like a
stuck pig. Ryan puts his hand over Pats mouth to muffle the moaning and Pat
bites his fingers.

`You twat' says Ryan as he accelerates and pounds Pats arse, his moans
becoming softer as he's getting into his prostate being battered.

Pats shouting now, `fucking do me Ryan, don't stop, you fucking stud, breed
me'

Pat yelped a high pitched weird scream as he shot his load on the floor
sending Ryan over the edge who grunted out his load up Pats arse.

Ryan pulled out

`Clean that jizz up' he ordered and Pat knelt and licked the floor of his
load then kissed Ryan sharing the juices in a cummy kiss.

`Good boy'

Ryan knelt down and wanked the young stud hard again. Pat whining as his
cock was assaulted hard.

Michelle's moans are getting higher as we fuck her senseless, I start a
rabbit fuck motion exciting Ginges rim as he fucks deep in Michelle. Ginge
shoots in a deep thrust as I continue my rabbit fucking as Ginges arse
cheeks pulse out his load deep in Michelle.

We calm down, I'm close but not shot yet, Ginge pulls out,

`That's fucking great Pat have a go',

Pat waddles over, his pole at 90 degrees, swaying, his bull balls sweaty,
shiny, hairy.

He mounts her like a prize bull on cattle,

`Fuck Pat, take it steady lad' says Ryan

`Sorry Boss'

Pat starts his strokes, I moan, his fat cock is tighter on mine if that's
possible, I feel his every move as he grazes his thick cock up over my
shaft and deeper on into Michelle, we're both moaning again as Pat
increases his pace.

`Fuck this is brill, Hey Ginge have a go at fucking me whilst I fuck
Shelle'.

Ginge clambers up, his cock grazing up Pats arse, holding onto his
shoulders as he grunts in all his weight on Pats arms.

We go at it, making Michelle moan,

`Oh fuck, I'm close' I said,

`Me too' says Pat,

Pats arse contracted, tightening around Ginges cock as he grunted out his
load, pumping deeply. I felt a warmth of Pats cum flooding over my cock as
I too jetted out my load on top of his, nestled together, tight, in
Michelle's accommodating chute.

Michelle was whimpering, she was lost in lust as Ryan caressed her face as
she came down from her high.

`Fucking hell lads, that were the best yet. One of you might be a dad, all
those tadpoles swimming up inside me, fucking Ryan here shooting blanks and
I want a kid, sorry hun, we want a kid'.

`Don't worry lads, no one will know who's it is, we won't tell a soul, and
neither must you, if I get to hear about it in The Feathers or get stick on
site then I'll tie you all up in my shed and cut your balls off one by one
whilst you all watch, got it?'

We nodded, all deflated, once proud and erect we were now like shrivelling
worms, sobered up.

I said `It's last orders at The Feathers lads, come on I'll race you'. We
got dressed much faster than we stripped and bolted out of the door, the
cooler air in our lungs, feeling elated after the fuck fest.

I ordered 6 pints, two each, and we'd supped the first by the time the
second was poured.

`Another three please' said Ginge, proud to stand his round.

`By heck lads you're thirsty tonight',

`Thirsty work' we laughed,

`Hey Spanno' shouted a familiar voice, it was Fozzie and Macca,

`How did you get on?' Said Fozzie.

We looked at each other, nervous.

`Well, Fozzie, we all pledged that what happened at Ryan's, stays at
Ryan's, ok?'

He grinned, and nodded.

`you lucky, dirty cunts' says Macca

`Time gentleman please' said Roy the barman.

`Does that mean we can continue drinking?' Said Fozzie, his time worn old
joke.

Roy shook his head `Fuck off home lads, I want to get my feet up, I might
even be on a promise'

A cheer erupted.

`Fucking hell' says Macca, `even boss-eyed Roy's getting more than me'

We laughed. But it was true. I remembered Degsys warning about stopping
over at Maccas and my cock shrivelled further.

We walked Pat home and Ginge and he snogged and felt each other up behind a
hedge then Pat ran off home into the estate.

We walked back, quiet after the unnecessary information about Ryan, Ginge
in the middle, arms over shoulders, Fozzie feeling up his arse.

`You'll have to stop wearing kegs Ginge, feeling your arse is not the same,
I can't get my finger to your crack and your up your sweet pucker anymore,
or feel your pole throb'

`Maybe I'll start wearing jocks' says Ginge

`Oh yeah babe, now you're talking' said Fozz.

We pulled in closer and in the drunken haze, comfy, close and warm we
walked back to the safety of Fozzies flat and more buddy sex.



TBC