The story that follows is fiction. It deals with adult homosexual relationships and sex. If you can't cope with this, if for any reason you shouldn't be reading it or it is illegal for you to do so - Exit Now.
Roy's Day Off
It was Roy's day off and he was sitting in his favorite place in his favorite Pub having a quiet lunchtime drink. He liked to sit in the dark corner where he could discretely watch the entrance and check out men as they came in. It was a bright sunny day and the intense sunlight outside made it seem even darker than usual inside the Pub.
Roy was trying to decide what to do that evening. Should he go to Manchester where he could do the Gay scene? It was a drag to get there and even worse to get back early in the morning if he hadn't pulled. He eventually decided that he would just go to the local straight club, he'd been lucky there once and anyway if he didn't score he'd be happy just dancing.
Suddenly his attention was drawn to the doorway as the light was obstructed when two men came in. At first all Roy could see against the bright light was that it was two tall well built men. As they came further in and made for the bar he saw that they were both black like him and just the type he liked to look at. The first was about six-foot, with dark brown skin, broad well muscled build, shaved head, dressed in washed out dark blue singlet and shorts and black well used boots with rolled down long white socks. The second was taller by 2 or 3 inches and slimmer though still with a good physique. He had a smooth golden brown skin and short-cropped hair. He wore a pale blue peaked cap, a light grey tracksuit and white trainers. From what was revealed it was obvious that neither had anything on under their shorts or tracksuit. The one in shorts had a large bulge, which clearly showed a very respectably sized cock and big balls. The other looked as if he had a long piece of hosepipe hanging down one leg of his tracksuit.
Roy was transfixed by the sight and could not take his eyes off them as they walked towards the bar. He was glad he was in a shadowy corner as his interest in them would otherwise have been blatantly obvious. However he soon realised he was mistaken when he saw the tall one say something to the one in shorts and they both glanced in his direction, Shorts nodding to his friend as if in agreement with what had been said.
They got a pint of beer each and then, to Roy's consternation took up a position leaning against the wall close to where he was sitting.
Roy stared into his drink and tried not to look at them, he could feel they were looking at him and was sure they were talking about him. Although they were close, the Jukebox was too loud for him to have a chance of hearing what they were saying.
Try as he did he couldn't resist glancing up and there they were, two or three yards away and both looking straight at him. Just as he wrenched his eyes away he saw them move and to his horror realised they were coming towards him. They were sure to ask him why he had been staring at them. What could he say? Surely they couldn't have guessed that he was Gay?
They stood facing him at the other side of the table, hands on the backs of the chairs. He had to look up again.
Tracksuit smiled and said "D'you mind if we sit here mate?"
Roy felt insignificant and intimidated by their presence; they were older than he was, at least 30, tall, well built, self-possessed and quite obviously "real" men. Roy, on the other hand, though not lacking masculinity, was only about 5' 8" and very slim. He was aware that he was handsome with fine regular features and a flawless, very black skin that gleamed as if polished. Apart from his close cropped head the rest of his body was almost hairless. He rarely shaved and just had a few wispy hairs on his chin that did nothing but emphasise the smoothness of his skin and his apparent youthfulness. People took him for under 18 rather than his true age of nearly 22.
One of the reasons Roy came to this Pub was that it was his Local and the staff knew him and did not challenge him for being under age.
The two men were still looking at him expecting an answer and he just mumbled a rather belated "No."
It was redundant anyway as they had already put their drinks down on the table and swinging their legs over the chair backs they sat down facing him. They leaned back legs spread, displaying even more of their assets than before.
Roy now had difficulty keeping his eyes on their faces and away from their crotches. Tracksuit was speaking to him again.
"D'you live round here?" he was saying, "We're working here for a few days and are hoping to find something interesting to do tonight."
There was a strange inflection on interesting? Roy wasn't sure what it signified.
"I live just down the Street", said Roy. "Nothing much happens here, there's just a small club but Manchester's your best bet for a good night out if you've got transport. Where are you from anyway?"
Shorts answered this time, he had a very deep voice and what Roy recognised as an East End accent.
"We're from London," he said and Roy saw a glance pass between them. "I don't think we'll want to drag ourselves to Manchester so it'll have to be local. Where's this club?"
"Not far" Roy replied, " but if you don't know the place it's a bit difficult to find."
Tracksuit picked up his pint, knocked back the last half in one go and stood up saying, "We've got to get back to work now, just tell us the number of your house and we'll come round tonight and you can show us what's what."
Again Roy detected the strange inflection on the last words, could it really mean what he thought?
Shorts stood up as well as Roy stammered his reply.
"Number 27, on this side of the street."
"OK, see you later, about 10.00." said Tracksuit, raising his hand in a sort of cross between a wave and a thumbs up.
They turned and were gone swallowed up into the dazzling light outside.
Roy finished his drink in a daze, what had he let himself in for? He didn't know them nor anything about them and he'd told them where he lived and let them arrange to meet him that night.
Did they know he was Gay? What did they want with him?
He went home and spent most of the rest of the afternoon turning it all over in his mind. He eventually came to the conclusion that he must not let them in the house, he'd just take them to the club and then leave them there.
They probably wouldn't turn up anyway. He told himself they wouldn't, he hoped they wouldn't. Or did he?
But just in case they did come he got ready so that he could just answer the door and go straight out without giving them a chance to come in.
He dressed in a plain shirt and well washed 501's and wished that they did not fit quite so snugly. He knew that he looked too handsome and that his tight jeans showed off his firm, neat round arse and the small bulge in his crotch too well.
It was too late to change though and just as the thought crossed his mind the doorbell rang. It wasn't even 10.00 yet.
He grabbed his jacket and opened the door ready to leave. They stood there, dressed just as they had been in the Pub, each holding a 6 pack of Lager.
Shorts spoke before Roy could even open his mouth.
"We decided against the Club and thought we'd just have a quiet drink here with you instead, OK".
He didn't wait for an answer but stepped straight in followed closely by Tracksuit.
The front door opened directly into the living room, without invitation Shorts sat down in the armchair and Tracksuit on the sofa, putting their packs of Lager on the floor at their feet.
Shorts pulled the ring on a couple of cans and handed one to Roy and one to Tracksuit and then opened one for himself.
"Cheers" he said.
Roy hesitated and then sat down on the sofa next to Tracksuit, he was completely at a loss how to handle the situation.
Tracksuit turned slightly, looked him straight in the eyes and said.
"We felt we'd like to get to know you better".
That inflection again but this time there was no doubt what it meant. Roy saw Junior's eyes drop and knew that his body, his crotch, was being examined.
He glanced over at Shorts and saw that he was getting a close inspection from that direction as well. Roy was sure that the bulges in their shorts and tracksuit were bigger than before.
Tracksuit held his hand out and said.
"I'm Norton and my friend is Junior".
Roy took the hand and said. "I'm Roy".
His hand seemed tiny in Norton's and was given a long firm squeeze, again Norton looked straight into his eyes.
"OK if I put on some music" said Junior getting up and walking over to the stereo.
Roy nodded and Junior took a cassette from his pocket, switched on the system, inserted the tape, pressed play, adjusted the volume and sat down again.
Meanwhile Norton had got out his gear and was busy rolling a joint, a big one.
The music was Classic soul, not too loud, relaxing and unobtrusive. Norton lit up, took a couple of draws on the splif and handed it to Junior, who did the same and then reached over and gave it to Roy.
Roy took a long draw, his brain spun, Christ it was good stuff just that one drag had knocked him back. He wasn't a regular smoker but he took another drag before handing it on to Norton.
Yet again Norton looked Roy straight in the eye as he took the splif.
"Before we go any further lets get a couple of things straight" he said. "Junior and I are both Gay, we reckon you are too and we like the look of you".
Roy's mind was in turmoil, everything was happening too fast, the joint hadn't helped and he didn't know how to react. He realised Norton was still talking.
"It you're not Gay or you don't fancy us just say so now and we'll leave and that's an end to it".
There was a pause and again Roy found himself replying without thinking of the consequences.
"Yeah, I'm Gay too" he said "and it'd be cool if you stay".
"Good" said Norton.
And leaned over and kissed Roy on the lips. The kiss had an even more powerful effect than the joint and Roy went limp and moaned as Norton pushed his tongue into his mouth and slid his big hand up the inside of his thigh.
By the time Norton's hand reached Roy's crotch his dick was rock hard and Norton gave it a firm squeeze. Norton drew back a little.
"That's what I like to feel, a nice hard dick" he said sliding his hand down under Roy's arse and giving that a squeeze as well "and that arse feels good too".
Norton took Roy's hand and put it on his crotch. Roy couldn't believe the size of what he was feeling, and it was definitely still getting bigger.
Roy suddenly felt embarrassed as he remembered they were not alone, Junior was there as well. Roy glanced over at Junior, he was laid right back in the chair, legs stretched out and spread wide and he was watching them closely as he took a draw on the joint. When Junior saw Roy look over he slowly and deliberately stroked the growing bulge in his shorts.
"Why don't you come over here and let me see what you're made of as well" he said.
Roy hesitated but then got up and went and stood by the chair looking down at Junior who reached up and handed him the joint. As Roy took a long draw he felt Junior's hand on his cock and then arse.
"You're right Norton it does all feel good," he said.
And taking the joint from his fingers he pulled Roy down towards him. Roy had been standing between Junior's outspread legs and ended up kneeling between his thighs. Junior now pulled his head down and Roy found his face buried in his crotch. It was warm and had a sweet musty smell and Roy could feel a big lump pushing into one side of his face.
He turned his head slightly and with his mouth he traced the shape of the big cock through the rough material of the shorts. Junior groaned and pushed up with his thighs. Roy followed the shape of the cock down towards the head and found that it almost reached the bottom of the shorts.
He gently probed up the shorts with his tongue and almost immediately touched the end of Junior's dick that was already sticky. Junior groaned again and ground his hips as Roy pushed the shorts up and licked the length of his cock right up to his balls.
When Roy took one of Junior's giant balls into his mouth (both wouldn't fit) Junior grabbed his head, arched his back and moaned "Take it Roy, go on take it all".
Roy had been concentrating on Junior and had not thought about Norton but he now realised that Norton was behind him and could feel his hands undoing his belt and the buttons on his 501's. Norton pushed them down and with Roy's help soon had shoes, Jeans and Calvin Klein's off without interrupting his work on Junior's balls.
Roy stopped working on Junior just long enough to ease his shorts off. When Roy resumed he licked the inner thighs and as far as he could past the balls to the arse. He was almost intoxicated by Junior's strong musky male scent
At the same time Roy could now feel Norton's hand between his thighs pulling on his cock and balls. Suddenly he groaned as he felt Norton's mouth on his balls, first Norton licked his balls, sucked them and then took Roy's hard dick into his mouth.
Roy was so intent on what Norton was doing that he hardly realised that Junior was angling to push is dick into his mouth. Roy accommodated him, sliding his lips over the sticky head of the throbbing cock. His hungry mouth rolling the heavy foreskin back as he went down. He worked his tongue round it and then slid the head as far down his throat as he could, Junior held tight to his head.
Norton parted the cheeks of Roy's neat round bum and now Roy could feel Norton's tongue making straight for his ring. Norton long hard tongue, which a few minutes ago had been pushed deep in Roy's mouth was now forcing itself into his arse.
Then suddenly the tongue was gone and Norton was sliding one of his long fingers into Roy's ring. He stopped sucking Junior's cock, pulled back a little and looked behind him. At some stage Norton had taken off all his clothes as well and in a flash Roy took in his beautiful body and giant equipment.
"Don't worry about Norton he can get on just fine by himself, just keep working that dick of mine" said Junior pushing Roy's head back down onto his cock.
Roy was giving Junior's dick a real good work out but was again distracted when he felt some lube being applied to his ring. He glanced round again and saw that Norton had put on a condom.
Junior again pulled his head back round and as Roy went back to work on his cock and balls he was thinking about getting fucked by Norton's enormous member.
He was sure he wouldn't be able to take it, he'd only been screwed a few times and he'd never before even seen a cock that size let alone had one inside him.
What could he do? Norton seemed to take it for granted that he was going to fuck him and even if he said no there wasn't much he could do about it if they really wanted to go ahead. And anyway he rather liked the thought of that big uncut dick sliding into him and filling him up.
Having decided that, he relaxed a bit and concentrated on Junior again while Norton loosened up his ring. Norton was using plenty of lube and now had three fingers in and was twisting them and teasing as Roy now pushed back on to them.
The music changed, suddenly it was Reggae and as the music changed Roy felt Norton adjust his position, stop fingering him and put the tip of his cock against his ring.
Roy felt gentle pressure on his arse hole, Norton's big right hand reached round and took tight hold of his balls while the left pressed down on the small of his back.
At the same time, as if prearranged (and it probably was), Junior took tight hold of his head and held it down on his dick.
Then it all happened, Norton squeezed his balls hard with his right hand, pressed hard in the small of his back with the other and pushed in his giant hard cock. Roy wanted to cry out as Norton entered him but with Junior's cock buried deep down his throat all he could manage was a strangled grunt.
Norton stopped and was perfectly still, Roy's ring had clenched tight round Norton's dick and he felt as if he had a beer bottle inside him. Time seemed to stand still, Roy's arse was on fire and the pain was intense but he was glad that Norton had got all his dick up in one go.
Norton waited without moving and then as he felt Roy's ring relax a bit he started to ease in the rest of his cock. Roy was shocked; he hadn't expected any more and didn't think he could possibly take it. Norton worked slowly back and forward, a little bit deeper with each thrust.
Roy was gripping tight to the arms of the chair and Junior was talking to him in a low voice as he held his head tight.
"You can take it boy", "Take it all in now", "That's right get it up in side you", "Come on now Roy take it all in", "Go on Norton really push it up him", "Give him a real good shagging".
And to his surprise Roy did get it all in, after what seemed like hours he felt Norton's big balls banging on his thighs and Norton spoke for the first time,
"You've got it all Roy, now I'm really going to work you over".
Roy couldn't decide if it was agony or ecstasy but he certainly did get a good working over. He couldn't think about it much as he had to deal with Norton at one end and Junior at the other. He felt that Junior was near coming and he knew that he was on the edge himself.
Suddenly Junior pushed Roy's head hard down and thrust his hips up and cried out loud.
"Shit man, oh shit, shit".
Roy felt a great spurt of hot sweet cum in his mouth; it kept on pumping out of Junior's cock. Roy thought it would never stop.
"Suck it boy, suck it all out, come on suck it dry, come on man, oh shit man".
Eventually he lay back and his now semi hard cock slowly slid out of Roy's mouth with the last of his cum oozing onto his thigh.
"I'm nearly there too" gasped Roy.
"Hold on," said Norton "don't spill it till I do".
He smeared the cum from Junior's thigh on his hand and used it to lubricate Roy's cock as he started rubbing it again. He grunted, made a few more deep thrusts and he shouted.
"Now Roy, now, let it go now man".
Roy relaxed and let it go and he came like he had never come before. Roy felt Norton pushing with his hips and jerking as he pumped his sperm deep inside him, at last Norton lay still collapsed over Roy's back and slowly easing out his now softening prick.
Roy gasped as it finally popped out and turned to look at and hold it. He was now lying back with his head against the chair between Junior's thighs; Junior was stroking his hair and murmuring.
"That was great man, Christ you really drained me, I don't know when I last unloaded that much" and so on.
Norton sat back on his heels in front of Roy and slowly pulled the condom off his still big but no longer hard cock. He held it up.
"See how much you drained out of me" he said.
And then holding it by the teat he squeezed all his cum out over Roy's chest and stomach, rubbing it in with his hand.
Norton's cock was still dripping cum and Roy leaned forward and putting his hands under Norton's thighs pulled him upwards, he took the big semi hard dick into his mouth and sucked the last drops of cum from it. Norton threw his head back and rubbed the back of Roy's head.
"Perfect man, just perfect" he murmured.
Roy lay back again and Norton looked down at him.
"Next time I come in you I'll be looking right in your eyes, just thinking about it is making me hard again".
Roy looked and sure enough Norton's cock was standing up again, at the sight of it he felt his own dick rising as well and said.
"Just thinking of it's making me hard too".
"I can see that" said Norton, "Why don't we do something about it".
And do something he did, he reached out to his tracksuit lying on the floor and took another condom from the pocket, he deftly rolled it on to his now fully hard cock, lent forward and took Roy's equally hard dick into his mouth. Roy moaned as Norton sucked his cock, put his arms under his thighs and raised his legs ready to penetrate him again.
"Do you want it?" asked Norton.
The head of his cock was already touching Roy's ring. Roy couldn't bring himself to speak he just nodded and Norton immediately slid it all in with one slow, smooth thrust. Roy let out a long shuddering sigh.