Lockdown! Chapter 1
These are difficult times and good erotica can help us get through the next few weeks and months of isolation and social distancing. This fantasy is how I wish I was spending my lockdown...
However, before then please do whatever you can to support your local health and essential workers. They have the toughest jobs of all and fully deserve our backing, as do local charities (such as food banks and shelters) that provide invaluable support to the wider community. Please donate wherever and however you can.
Now, on to the porn...
Kris had lucked out and he still couldn't quite believe it.
In fact, he had to pinch himself every so often to to check it was for real. How on earth had he managed to end up being locked down - for 14 days, at least! - with the top of his dreams? One who was horny, hung and totally insatiable? It was every bottom's perfect fantasy.
It had all started weeks earlier, long before coronavirus started hitting the country. For months Kris had been earning some side-cash by renting out his spare bedroom. His big apartment was stylish, well-priced and perfectly placed for tourists wanting to explore the city. It was also well-located for London's best gay nightclubs and bars, a selling point Kris made the most of in his property listing. The pink-pound was always strong and he may as well make the most of it, right? Of course, the thought that a guest might turn out to be gay and a hot shag had obviously crossed his mind too, but Kris was in his early thirties and knew by now that fantasies weren't there to be made real. Just to be enjoyed at a safe distance.
But then Lee entered his life.
Lee had made the booking months earlier, long before the pandemic started. As the news progressed Kris emailed all his future bookings, saying he was happy to give everyone a full refund if they (understandably) no longer wanted to travel. Most accepted, but Lee held out. To be honest, at that point, the drama seemed a bit overblown and the thought of a shutdown was out of the question. Lee had some work stuff lined up but he also needed the break, so why waste the trip?
As the situation developed Kris almost cancelled the booking himself, feeling that the news was travelling faster than either of them could keep up with. But when Lee walked in he was glad he hadn't. So very, very glad.
The heat was immediate and palpable.
Kris opened the door to reveal a man with one of those model bodies that are easy to lust after but almost impossible to attain. Trying not to gawp, Kris couldn't help but run his eyes over every part of the man on his doorstep.
He saw a young and handsome man in his early twenties, slightly flushed from travelling across town from the airport. His face was not exactly cocky, but not exactly innocent either. Their was a brashness, but also an easy inner confidence at ease with themselves and the world.
As Kris took it all in it was easy to see why. Lee's denim jeans hugged thick and shapely legs, whilst his white t-shirt fitted his broad shoulders and big chest closely. Of course, his belted French tuck perfectly accentuated his groin, though it all came across very naturally. Rugged even. Chest hair popped out of his neckline whilst exposed veins ran down his biceps and hairy forearms. His right arm was covered in a beautiful and intricate tattoo sleeve that flowed from his neck down to the back of his hand. It was stunning.
The other wrist wore a thick leather band that looked to be heavily worn down with age. Kris loved it when guys flagged their sexuality and he got a kick out of knowing that if this guy was a top then he must have been wearing that cuff everyday since he was a teenager. It looked like a natural extension of Lee's body, perfectly ageing in time with the top.
What did Lee see in return?
Someone checking him out in appreciation for sure, but subtly. He was well used to eyes rolling over his body and he had always been a sexual being. Of course, that didn't mean he felt the need to flaunt it, but secretly he was pleased that things like jeans never fitted his crotch all that well. (Fitting even less well at the moment if he was honest!)
He hadn't expected anything when the door opened. It was a warm spring day and carrying his luggage had given him a mild sweat. In the back of his mind he was concerned about the virus, but he had some long-standing appointments to keep so... however, he was pleasantly surprised at how smart the building was, then that nice accent over the intercom, and then an even nicer surprise when the door was opened.
He liked what he saw.
A guy in his early thirties with a handsome face and warm, welcoming eyes. Natural stubble just beginning to fleck grey. A calm presence dressed in casual shorts and t-shirt. Comfortable and not needing to impress... a body that was natural too, clearly the result of a very different energy in the gym but still someone who took care of themselves.
As the introductions were made, Kris helped Lee with his luggage - a sturdy metal case and a large fabric travel bag. All this time, Lee couldn't help but check his host out too. Kris wasn't Lee's `regular' type - usually sticking to beefy clones of his own - but there was something about this guy. A naturalness and authenticity, and the pleasure he was clearly taking in appreciating Lee's muscular body and handsome face.
Somehow the act of showing Lee around the apartment became highly charged. Without thinking hands lingered, bodies touched, and glances became deep soul-searching looks. By the time Lee's luggage had been dumped on his rented bed and he'd been shown his bathroom, the kitchen and then the wide sun-lit living area the sexual tension was electric.
By now Kris was trying not to stare at Lee's bulging jeans. Had his crotch been that big when he'd walked in? Was Lee as excited as he was, or was he imagining it all? Similar thoughts were going through Lee's head. Was he mis-reading the signals? He'd never needed to be coy about sex, but equally he hadn't expected to walk onto the set of what felt like a live-in porn scene. There was something about this that was endearingly ridiculous and unreal!
And then it happened. Kris nervously babbling about remote controls and the Netflix subscription... Lee gently touched Kris's lips with a raised finger and a deep steady stare. In seconds the two men were kissing and passionately embracing. This was pure lust. Tongues locked and entwined, like they'd known each other forever. Lee felt a sudden stirring though. He became full of desire to know how the older guy would suck his dick. What experience had the more mature guy gained along the way?
It didn't take long to find out.
Neither knew which one of them initiated it, but Kris was soon on his knees. His head was level with Lee's crotch and he reached up to touch the iron bar that looked to be packed into Lee's jeans. Kris couldn't remember feeling such a hard and firm dick ever before. He looked up in worship and lust, his eyes finding Lee's and seeking permission for the next step. The merest glint was all that was needed.
Unbuckling a guy's belt and then unbuttoning a fly is a moment full of anticipation and desire. Kris was cock-hungry but had long pasted the point of sucking for the sake of sucking. He wanted quality and he wanted connection. However, he had to admit that the sight and touch of the fat pole straining under those packed denim was a good sign. Only truth would tell when he pulled those jeans down though...
Jesus! Lee's dick sprung free like an anaconda. It was one of the best looking cocks Kris had seen in a long, long time! It was perfectly proportioned to Lee's muscle bound body. A beautifully thick shaft, covered in gnarly and defined veins. A pronounced helmet, half-hooded by a foreskin that was already pulling back. Floppy and heavy balls, tumbling urgently in their sack. Just the right amount of pubes. And the heady and flavour-rich musk of ball sweat. It was stunning. Kris couldn't believe his luck. How had the universe delivered this stud to him?!
Soon it was Lee's turn to be surprised though. Man, could Kris suck! This innocent looking man had a real hunger. First Kris nuzzled deep into Lee's crotch, truly burying his face in the sweaty balls, as if he wanted to inhale every precious aroma. He then caressed the big sack, gently holding the balls for leverage, before using his facial stubble to send electric waves of pleasure through Lee's body. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before. And that was before Kris's tongue got to work.
First the superlatively talented tongue licked up the gathering pre-cum at the tip, and then Kris's mouth opened up to start taking Lee's meat. At this point Lee looked down in bewilderment to see that Kris's hands were down by the bottom's sides and nowhere near Lee's dick. He'd never met anyone who could truly deep throat his dick, his long heft needing both a mouth and hands to fully stimulate him. Did this guy not know what he was doing?
But then that hungry mouth just kept on going down the length of his shaft. Every inch swallowed until Kris was buried deep on his pole. Fuck! He immediately expected Kris to pull back - everyone had a gag-reflex, right? - but that was when Lee felt sensations like he'd never felt before. His helmet was being being massaged by the crazy bitch swallowing his cock like nothing before. It felt fucking amazing! Where had this guy been all his life?!
Kris pulled back, his throat full of the delicious taste of copious amounts of precum. He looked up, as if to say `am I doing okay?'. No answer was needed or necessary. Lee immediately took control to get his dick back inside this hungry bottom as quick as possible! Kris welcomed the powerful hands on the back of his head - he felt like he could swallow this cock all-day long!
Kris was in hog heaven. He had always had a passion for big dicks, his fascination with size hard-wired into his mind. And here was a controlling top who seemed to understand just what he needed. He was letting Kris work up and down the mighty shaft, his tongue caressing and devouring Lee's heavy meat. And then Kris would seize the moment to push his head down the full length, ready for another throat massaging marathon. Lee sensed it all, knowing just when to hold Kris's head in place to drive him forward. He knew that even though Kris was a natural born cocksucker, adding that dangerous element of control would increase the rush for both of them...
In fact, Lee could tell Kris was deeply excited. One of the bottom's hands had reached round to his own hard dick and couldn't hold back from playing along.
Soon Lee was wholeheartedly fucking Kris's mouth. Lee was no shrinking violet - he'd had more than his fair share of partners - but this was next level. With more energy than he'd ever used before he skull-fucked the bottom. Somehow he knew Kris could take it. In his life till now he had always felt he needed to hold back and not be as aggressive as he wanted, but this time was different. Hell, his jeans weren't even halfway down his legs, his t-shirt only half risen up his chest, and he'd only been in this apartment for mere minutes and yet...
"Fucking hell! I'm gonna' shoot! You want it, right?!" he cried out.
Kris didn't have a chance to answer, both were lost in the moment. Lee could feel his balls rising and the spunk boiling inside. He instinctively pulled his dick back from the depths of Kris's throat, perfectly positioning himself to unload. His big helmet was lying on Kris's tongue and it suddenly came to life. Thick slugs of cum pounded the back of Kris's throat. The sensation of jism splashing on your gullet is a truly special one, with very little it can be compared to. It was so good that Kris almost shivered with pleasure, furiously jerking his own dick alongside the pulses of cum in his mouth. The taste and sensation of spunk falling on his tongue was enough to take Kris over the edge too - his own fat and satisfying slugs of jizz splashing onto the floor.
Lee had just experienced one of the most amazing orgasms of his life and his dickhead was super sensitive. However, he recognised just how much pleasure his host was getting from tasting his cum and delectably licking the head to get every precious drop. He had never experienced a guy wolf down his cum so hungrily. His loads were so thick and big that most guys didn't - couldn't - swallow it all. This guy though?
He looked down to see one of the most satisfied bottoms he'd ever seen in his life. He felt a sudden rush from their age difference, knowing that both parties had got extreme amounts of pleasure out of the act but that he had also used the bottom. Where was the balance? He had something inside of him that Kris wanted. No, needed...
Lee reached down to help Kris off his feet.
"How the fuck did you get so good?" he asked the cum-drunk bottom.
"Well, you've just got to be hungry for it" Kris replied. "Most bottoms only suck dick because they want to get fucked. But I suck because I love cock. And I want the top to know it. And come back for more..."
That was a couple of days ago and since then time had become something of a blur.
Lee was on a power trip knowing how much the more mature bottom wanted his cock. He took great pleasure in walking around the flat half-naked and grabbing the attention of his hungry host. All it took was a click of Lee's hand and a finger pointing down and Kris was on his dick. Some might say that Lee was taking advantage of Kris, but Kris wouldn't say that. He'd fallen in love with the top's massive dick. To feel the heat and heft of a big dick in your mouth once, twice, three times a day? He couldn't believe his luck. He was existing on a more regular diet of cum than he'd ever done in his life. Sure, he'd had his early years of chasing cock - even travelling right across town to suck an XL dick - but this was in a different league. Yes, his fetishes had admittedly grown over the years and gone way beyond cock sucking - but right now his hunger was being sated in ways he couldn't believe. No matter how busy Lee seemed to be - always heading out with his metal suitcase - he always came back for more.
And then the news finally arrived.
It was the evening and Lee was naked, his muscular legs splayed on the sofa in front of the TV. It goes without saying that Kris was buried deep inside Lee's crotch. The top had come back from a long day, his jock fragrant with sweat and pent-up cum. By now all Lee needed to do was raise his eyebrows at his cock slut host and Kris was in there, hungry as ever.
The TV was playing the Prime Minister's announcement. The two of them had discussed over the last day or so whether Lee needed to return home, but he seemed determined not to cut his trip short. Things weren't all that serious and he had time, right? Kris couldn't help but think that Lee was maybe getting it fine though.
Kris kept on hearing words in the background. Shutdown. Quarantine. Flights suspended. Stay inside. Lockdown! For the first time Kris's attention wasn't fully focused on the dick presented to him, but Lee seemed more determined than ever to keep the mature bottom sucking his dick.
Lee had locked his hands in place, holding Kris permanently on his dick. With every moment of the announcement getting more serious and Kris barely able to breathe, Lee aggressively pumped away. When the room finally rang with the words 'you must stay at home' Lee violently shot the biggest load of his life into the willing bottom. Of course, Kris swallowed the rich and heavy load even as the full consequences of the lockdown resonated in both their heads.
The taste of cum fresh in his mouth, Kris realised he was about to be trapped with a fucking muscular stud who had a seemingly unlimited supply of spunk and couldn't fly home. This was going to be good!
Next: The lockdown starts and Lee discovers more about what makes Kris tick...
Comments and suggestions welcome at stuhadley77@gmail.com
My other stories:
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-first-hand-school/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-reintegration-centre/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-curse-of-troy-fletcher/ https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/the-wish