Two Mormon Boys

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Part 1:  Ryan and the Scally Lads

 

 

"Are you sure you want to do this?"  Jared asked, absentmindedly brushing his blond hair out of his face.  

 

"Yes.  Definitely.”  Ryan tried to not roll his eyes. “Come on... aren't you even a little bit curious?"

 

Jared looked at the the building in front of them.  They were in a part of Manchester he hadn’t been to before. It was dark, and the object of their interest was in the basement of an old building that hadn’t served its original purpose (probably some kind of industrial space) in decades.  There was a sign but the name was generic enough that neither he nor Ryan would have known what it was — a gay “sauna” — except for the ad they had seen in a magazine in one of the bars on Canal Street. 

 

"No.  I've got a pretty good idea what goes on in there.  Just because I’m gay doesn’t mean I have to be a slag.  Don't you want to save yourself for someone special?"

 

Ryan knew exactly who that "special" person for him was in Jared's mind:  Jared.  He and his friend were both Mormon, had been raised in the same ward (congregation), and — around the time they hit puberty — had felt drawn together.  For Ryan, it was simply because they had something in common... they were both gay in a church that didn't look on that very favourably.  

 

For Jared, it was more.  He believed they were "destined" to be together.  Ryan had tried to let his friend down easy.  Jared just wasn't his type.  Even now when they had been bar hopping on Canal Street, Jared dressed like he was on a church outing.  He wouldn't even drink alcohol. With his thin and hairless body he was the picture of a typical twink. He was cute but didn’t do anything for Ryan sexually.   

 

Ryan had always been attracted to rougher guys.  Council estate lads who would shock his middle class Tory parents back home in Essex (if he ever told them he was gay).  Crass, tough, and a bit scary.  That's what got him hard. But, no matter what Ryan did or said, Jared didn't want to hear it. 

 

"I stopped believing in soulmates around the same time that I stopped calling myself a Mormon.". Ryan said.  It wasn’t the first time he had said that (or something similar) to Jared but his friend still looked hurt at his words.  "I'm going in.  You coming?"

 

"No.  I don't think so.  I'll wait for you over on Canal Street for awhile... in case you change your mind."

 

"I won't."

 

"Just... just be careful.  Ok?  Be safe.  I've heard guys don't always wear condoms in places like this."

 

It was good advice, Ryan decided.  He didn't want to get sick.  He was on the rowing team for the university and knew his tight body was his best feature. Well...  tight body, dark hair, blue eyes... and a butt to die for.  He had not yet done anything other than sucking a cock or getting sucked... but he had watched enough porn to know that he was a bottom.  Which was, of course, another reason he knew there was no future for him and Jared... what were two bottoms supposed to do together?  

 

But no.  He had not yet surrendered his ass.  Tonight, however, he was determined to change that. Tonight, he would lose his virginity.  

 

"I’ll be safe. And thanks."  He gave Jared a friendly hug, walked down the steps, and into the building.  

 

Jared waited where he stood for a couple minutes, ignoring the leering look some drunk gave him, before turning around and walking back to Canal Street and the bars.  

 

Inside, Ryan paid his admission and passed through a turnstile.  He wasn’t sure what to expect... but the somewhat generic locker room wasn’t it.  Still, he guessed it made sense.  He knew guys walked around with nothing on but a towel ... so they needed to secure their clothes somewhere. 

 

He was pleased when he saw a couple other guys checking him out as he got undressed. They weren't his type ... but it made him hopeful he wouldn’t just be ignored.  

 

He wrapped the towel he had been given around his waist and set off to explore. Despite his bravado with Jared, and his sincere desire to have "real sex", he was nervous.  How would he know a guy was interested?   How would they know he wanted to get fucked?  Should he tell them he was a virgin?  

 

He started with a walkthrough of the bathhouse to see what it was like... and to give himself time to calm down.  

 

There was a jacuzzi and a steam room, then showers, then a TV room.  Steps led down to a short tunnel and then back up to several areas with different types of booths. Then another tunnel that led back over to the entrance from the locker room.  

 

Then, as he was turning a corner, he ran face first into a man coming in from the lockers. 

 

The man smelled like he had been working hard all day and hadn’t showered before coming to the sauna.  Not dirty, just a little sweaty. He was about Ryan's age — maybe a year or two older.   About 6 feet tall and lean.  He had close cropped ginger hair and a nose that looked like it had been broken sometime.  There was a tattoo on his hip but the towel covered almost all it it so it wasn’t clear what it was.  Not a “pretty boy”... but incredibly sexy in Ryan's eyes.

 

Ryan's dick was hard instantly. 

 

"Oi! Watch where you going, boy." 

 

"I'm so sorry.  My fault.  I wasn’t looking where i was going.". Ryan stammered. 

 

Two other men stepped out of the locker room, glancing at Ryan before turning to the man he had run into.  "What's all this noise, you ginger cunt?" It was more banter than an actual insult.  

 

The man who spoke had 'dirty blond' hair and blue eyes.  Unlike every other man Ryan had seen so far, he was wearing a pair of shiny black trackies instead of a towel and expensive looking trainers on his feet. His upper body, however, was bare.  He wasn’t fat, not even remotely, but he had just a hint of a belly.  Still muscled though.  Just the kind of muscles you get from hard work not working out.  

 

The ginger man sneered at his two friends.  "This little bitch ran into me.  I think he wanted to see what a real man feels like."

 

Ryan blushed and tried to stammer out another apology.   

 

"I think you're onto something there Scotty.  Look how hard his little dick is."

 

Ryan didn’t think his dick was "little" (it was about 5 1/2 inches) but he was hard as a rock.  

 

"Yeah. What fag boi wouldn’t be hard at the thought of this?" Scotty groped himself through the towel.   

 

Fuck! He was hung.  Ryan couldn't take his eyes off what looked to be eight inches... and not yet fully hard.  He just stood and stared.

 

"You know what we have here lads?"  The third man spoke for the first time.  He was a bit shorter than the other two, maybe 5’ 10”, but was the most muscular of them.  His hair was dark like Ryan's but his eyes were brown.  "I think you've found a virgin."

 

The ginger smiled and seemed, suddenly, to be friendly.  He put his arm around Ryan's shoulder.. Ryan couldn’t stop himself from inhaling a deep breath of the man's musk and sweat.  He smelled soooo good.

 

"Is that true, boi?  Are you hiding a cherry under that towel?"

 

"Well... kinda.  I mean I've sucked a guy off before."

 

"Thats just foreplay."  The guy in the trackies laughed.  "If you've never had a dick in your ass, you're a virgin."

 

Unsure what to say, Ryan just nodded. 

 

"That's shameful!". The ginger man said with mock seriousness.  "I can't believe some guy hasn't claimed that prize yet.   A fine piece of ass like you.” He turned to his friends and winked.  “I think we should help him out lads."

 

The other two nodded and agreed.  Not even trying to hide their smiles. 

 

"You want that, boi?   You want me to fix that ‘cherry problem’ of yours?"

 

Ryan looked at the three studs who now had circled him.  Like sharks.  Hungry sharks.  Hungry — and very sexy — sharks.  He took another whiff of the ginger man’s musk... he smelled like walking sex.  A wet dream come true.  "Please...?" was the only word he could form. 

 

"Good boi.". The third man, the muscular one with dark hair, smiled.  "I'm Troy.  This... " he gestured vaguely at the guy in track pants.  "... is Connor.   And you probably figured out that this ginger fucker’s name is Scotty."

 

"I'm ... I'm Ryan." He couldn’t believe his luck at meeting up with these three chavs.  Or scallies as they called them here in Manchester. 

 

"Where you from, Ryan?".  Connor asked as the three lads led him deep into the sauna... back to one of the areas with booths he had walked by earlier.

 

"Essex."

 

"Oh.  We've got a posh boi here lads.  Best be on good behaviour."

 

"No. No. Really... just be yourselves.   I ... um... I like it."

 

"Just yanking your chain, boi.  Relax. You here at Uni then?"

 

Ryan nodded, delighted as they seemed to ease him into their little group.  

 

"I never had much use for school myself.”  Connor said.  “Too many bullshit rules.”

 

"Enough chatter.” Scotty interrupted.  “The only thing Ryan here needs to worry about right now is my popping his cherry and setting him free."

 

Ryan blushed but his cock strained even harder under his towel. 

 

Troy opened a booth door and gestured for Ryan to enter.  The booth was filled wall to wall with a large mattress (if that was the right word.... more of a big cushion or pad) which was elevated enough that they had to climb in.   It was large but still a little cramped when the four of them were all in and the door closed. 

 

It hadn’t occurred to Ryan until that moment that there would be witnesses to his deflowering. He wasn't entirely comfortable with the thought but didn’t want to look like a pussy in front of these guys and ruin his chance.  

 

Troy surprised him by pulling him in for a kiss. His mouth tasted of cigarettes and beer.  Ryan wasn’t crazy about smoking ...  but was too turned on to care.  

 

Troy lay down to the mattress, pulling Ryan down on top of him... which served to raise his ass up a bit.  Scotty pulled the university student's towel off.  

 

The ginger man leaned over on top of Ryan so he could whisper in his ear. "You've got a lovely arse here, Ry.  I'm gonna love WRECKING it."

 

Ryan looked up nervously.  

 

"Ignore him.  He just likes messing with you." Connor assured him.  "But... well... he IS big.  Especially for your first time.  I do have something that can help though..."  He pulled out a small brown bottle from a pocket on his trackies.  

 

"I don’t think I want to do any drugs..."

 

"Oh its not like that.  Just poppers. They just help you relax."

 

"I'm not sure..."

 

"Connor is right.".  Troy said beneath him.  "They really will help.  Just give them a quick try.  If you don't like them, no harm done... right?"

 

Ryan nodded reluctantly.  He reached for the bottle but Connor shook his head.  

 

"You’d better let me hold them.  The last thing you want to do is spill them down your nose. Here, just take a big sniff..."

 

A moment later and Ryan felt warm.  Like he was blushing.  And then just a little woozy.   But he barely noticed as Scotty buried his face in his crack and started licking his hole.  

 

"Oh. My. Fuck!".  Ryan moaned. 

 

The bottle was back under his nose.  

 

"Sniff." Connor said.  

 

Ryan didn't argue. 

 

 

----

 

Jared looked out the window of the bar.  He didn't really expect Ryan to give up or come to his senses so quickly, but he hoped he would.

 

They were perfect for each other.  It was so obvious to him.  He couldn't understand why Ryan didn't see it. 

 

He hoped that, by letting Ryan "sow his wild oats", he would get this nonsense out of his system and be ready to settle down as boyfriends.  

 

He took another sip of his diet cola and decided to give Ryan a bit longer to come find him.

 

----

 

Ryan was in heaven.   Scotty’s tongue, and the occasional finger, was still buried in his ass and Troy’s lips were still locked with his.  The poppers had left him so horny he could scream.  

 

Connor lifted his head up.  “I’m feeling left out, Essex boy.  Why don’t you use your mouth on this?”  

 

He pulled his trackies down with one hand, just far enough to free his dick, and with the other hand pulled Ryan’s face into his crotch.  

 

Ryan opened his mouth and swallowed the cock.  It wasn’t quite as long or thick as Scotty’s but it was still the biggest he had ever had in his mouth.  He couldn’t help but gag a bit.  

 

Troy had the poppers now and placed them next to his nose.  “Sniff, Ryan.”

 

Ryan obeyed.  Scotty had gotten a bit more aggressive with his fingers now... but the poppers helped him handle that as well.  Troy had told him that Scotty needed to stretch his hole so he could enjoy his first fuck more. Ryan just wished the ginger was more careful with his fingernails... he was feeling a bit scraped up.  

 

Then... the tongue and fingers were withdrawn. 

 

“You ready?  You ready for me to pop that cherry and make you the slut you were born to be?”

 

Ryan pulled his mouth off of Connor’s cock but Troy held him tightly enough from below that he couldn’t really turn around to look at Scotty. “Fuck me!” 

 

“Bossy little bitch, aren’t ya.”  Scotty sneered.   He started running his cock up and down along Ryan’s ass.

 

“Um.  You’re going to use a condom, right?”  Ryan pointed to the container on the wall that held condoms and lube.

 

“Of course, boy.  The lads and I always play safe.”  

 

Ryan couldn’t tell if Scotty was being sarcastic or if that was just the way he always talked.  

 

“You shouldn’t use those condoms though.”  Troy told him. “There are guys who will tamper with them.  We always bring our own...so we know what condition they are in.”

 

“Oh cool.  Thank you guys.”  Ryan still couldn’t turn around but he could hear the condom being opened and rolled on Scotty’s cock. 

 

“Here.  Give me your hand.”  Scotty ordered. 

 

Ryan reached his hand back and Scotty placed his fingers around the big — no, massive — cock that was about to penetrate him.  He could feel the johnny firmly in place. He felt some cold gel applied to his hole and pushed in with a couple fingers. There was a slight tingling sensation. 

 

“Lube with a numbing effect.”  Scotty told him.  “Will make your first time easier.”

 

Ryan smiled nervously.  “I’m really glad my first time is with you.  You making this so perfect.  Thank you.”  

 

“No worries.” Connor replied.  “Maybe a boy like you knows, deep down, that he needs what we have to give him.”

 

Ryan didn’t understand but didn’t have time to think about it as he felt the invader pressing against his hole.  

 

Scotty slapped his ass.  “Don’t tighten up.”

 

“Just relax and push down on his cock.”  Troy said below him.  

 

“Better fill his mouth with that dick of yours, Connor.”  Scott ordered.  “I think he’s going to be a loud one.”

 

Ryan didn’t resist as Connor’s cock filled his mouth again.  And he tried to push back as Troy had suggested.  

 

But it hurt.  Oh fuck!  It hurt. 

 

Troy held the poppers under his nose again.  He sniffed deep.  

 

Scotty slapped his ass again.  Harder.  Much harder.  Startling him.    But, apparently, it was enough to make his hole spasm open...  as he found Scotty had managed to push the thick head of his uncut cock in.  

 

It felt like someone had shoved a cricket bat up his ass.  He tried to cry out... but with Connor’s dick in his mouth it just sounded like moans.  

 

“Oh, fuck yeah.”  Scotty grunted.  “Your cherry will always be mine.”

 

“You’re doing good.”  Troy assured him.  “Now push back and let him get more inside.”

 

Ryan’s eyes were watering with the pain but he did as instructed.  He had done it.  He had a cock in his ass.  And now, despite the pain, he wanted more.  

 

Scotty was not patient but it still took several minutes before that big cock bottomed out inside him.  Before he finally felt Scotty’s heavy balls slapping his ass. 

 

Scotty slowly pulled back until just the head was inside.  Then back again balls deep.  Out. And in.  

 

After a few minutes of this action, Scotty pulled all the way out.  Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands behind him, doing something.  He had a moment of panic... was Scotty taking the condom off?  He reached back but could still feel the condom there.  

 

“Don’t worry, slut.  The condom was just sliding a bit... so I’m pulling it on me tighter. “

 

And then the cock was back in.  Thrusting in.  And sliding out.  

 

A few minutes later and Scotty pulled out again.  He rubbed some more lube in Ryan’s hole.  

 

Connor leaned over Ryan, looking at his friend’s cock with a smile.  “You’d better pull the condom REALLY tight.  Make sure it stays on.” 

 

Ryan could feel Scotty’s hands stretching the condom tight behind him.  After a moment Scotty groaned slightly.  

 

“Fuck yeah.  Just like that.”  Connor said with a smile.  

 

As the cock went in, Ryan decided the extra lube was really helping.  This felt amazing.  Better than it had just a moment or two earlier.  

 

Still, he reached back, trying to be subtle.  The cock was deep in his hole but he could still feel the base of the condom so he breathed a sigh of relief. 

 

“I’m starting to think you don’t trust me, boi.”  

 

“I’m sorry, I’m just nervous.”

 

“Shhh.”  Connor said.  “Just get that mouth back on my cock.”

 

Ryan did but couldn’t really focus on it. Connor, however, seemed content to just let it sit there for now.  

 

Scotty’s thrusts were getting stronger.  More erratic.  The cock seeming to swell up even more inside him.  Every man knows what that means.

 

Instinctively, Ryan started pushing back harder. Into the fuck.  And was rewarded. 

 

“Yeah.  You’re pushing me over the edge! Here it cums, you slut.”

 

Scotty kept thrusting as he came before finally collapsing on Ryan’s back.  His breath escaping in ragged bursts.  

 

After a few moments he pulled himself out of the hole and sat up.  

 

Connor withdrew his cock from Ryan’s mouth and Troy released his hold, allowing the student to sit up slightly and look around. 

 

Scotty had already wrapped his towel around his waist and was throwing the used condom in a small trash can in the corner.  Ryan could just see the tip of the tattoo under the towel and again wondered what it was.  

 

Scotty smirked.  “Looks like I may have used too much lube.  It’s dripping out of you.”

 

Connor moved behind him.  “Yeah, man.  That is a lot of ‘lube’.  It would be a shame to let that go to waste.”  He started rubbing his cock against Ryan’s hole.

 

It took the student a moment to realise what Connor wanted.  “Um.  I don’t know.  I’m a little sore.”

 

“Oh come on.”  Troy frowned.  “We’ve helped you lose your cherry.  Surely you wouldn’t hold out on us, would you?  Besides, neither of our cocks is as big as what you’ve already taken.  You’ll be fine.”

 

“You both want to fuck me?”

 

“Well not at the same time.  I don’t think you’re ready for that.  Yet.”  Troy winked up at him.  

 

Ryan had to admit the cock rubbing against his hole was feeling good.  “You have more condoms, right?”  

 

“Oh, yeah.  Lots more. Just like the last one.”

 

“Let’s do it.”

 

Ryan thought Connor’s grunt as he slipped into his no-longer-virgin ass was the most beautiful thing he had ever heard.  

 

Connor’s style was so different than Scotty’s had been.  Where Scotty had thrust deliberately in and out, Connor’s were more like a rabbit fuck.  Short but very fast thrusts.

 

He didn’t want to insult the guys again, so he didn’t let himself reach around to feel for the condom.  He had heard Connor opening it and say he had put it on.  Why would he lie? 

 

Meanwhile, Troy kept kissing him, rubbing his nipples and dick, and giving him the poppers.  Scotty was sitting in the corner watching them all while playing with his now soft cock.  

 

Connor reached the point of no return much quicker than Scotty had.  “Fuck yeah.  You little slut.  Your fucking tight hole is going make me shoot.” 

 

Ryan realised he liked when they talked dirty to him.  It was like he was in one of the pornos he watched online.  “Yeah.  Do it. Fuck me like a slut.” 

 

“Damn.  That was so fucking hot to watch.”  Scotty said a couple minutes later as Connor pulled out of Ryan. 

 

“Yeah, you dirty fucker.”  Connor bantered with the redhead.  “I know you get off on watching me fuck.  You just wish it was your ass I was pegging.”

 

“In your dreams.” Scotty sneered.  

 

“Looks like I used too much lube as well.  Look at it flowing out of him now.”

 

It was strange, Ryan couldn’t remember Connor adding more lube. He didn’t worry too much about it though. It was Troy’s turn. 

 

Troy’s style was completely different from the other two fucks.  If Ryan had to describe it, he would say it was gentle.  Almost romantic.  It took Troy much longer to cum that the first two but he did eventually collapse on Ryan’s back after his cock spasmed deep inside him.  

 

“Damn.”  He said as he pulled out.  “It looks like we all used a little much ‘lube’.  Your hole is a mess.  Looks like you might have bled a little as well.”

 

Ryan sat up and felt his ass.  “Really?”

 

“Don’t worry, it sometimes happens.  Especially your first time.  It will heal up in a day or two.  Nothing to worry about.”

 

Ryan nodded.  His ass really was a mess. Whatever lube they had used was running out of his (now far less tight) hole and down his ballsack. 

 

“That was fun, slut.”  Scotty said.  “Welcome to the club.”

 

“The club?”

 

“Yeah. The former virgin club I mean.” Scotty sneered at him.  It was a bit scary.  But very sexy.  “I doubt this will be the last time you get fucked.  Will it?”

 

“No.  I liked it.  I really liked it.”

 

“Fuck yeah you did.”  Connor added, pulling his trackies up.  “You’ve worn the three of us out.”

 

He opened the door.  There were a few men outside listening to the action who looked in the opening door.  Their hungry looks made Ryan blush.    

 

“Hope to catch you soon for a repeat.”  Troy smiled.  “We need to make sure that hole is well and truly broken in.”

 

After they left, Ryan pulled the door closed but there was no latch.  

 

He should go, he told himself.  If he knew Jared, he was still in a bar waiting for him.  But he was so drained.  He needed to rest for a few minutes first.   

 

He flipped the light switch off, laid down on his belly (his butthole was pretty sore now), and closed his eyes.  Just for a minute he told himself... right before he fell asleep.  

 

He woke with a start as he felt someone move on top of him.  

 

“What the fu...”

 

“Shhh, boy.” A stranger’s voice said to him. “I saw you in here with your juicy ass in the air and I could see what you want.”

 

A hard cock pressed against his hole. He was so sore... but it felt so good.  He pushed back and let it enter him.  The stranger didn’t feel very fit or toned but, in the darkness, Ryan could ignore that.   

 

The stranger used him hard.  Both of them grunting in exertion, thrusting together.  Until the stranger came and pulled out. 

 

“Thanks.”  Was all the stranger said as he got off Ryan and climbed out of the booth. In the light from the corridor, Ryan had saw him for the first time.  The stranger looked to be about 60 with a flabby belly and a saggy ass.  

 

That was the moment he realised that had never seen the stranger put on, or take off, a condom.  Had the old man just fucked him bare?  

 

Ryan was ashamed.  He felt... dirty.  Truly slutty. And not in a good way. 

 

He hurried out of the booth himself.  He didn’t even stop to shower on the way to the lockers.  Five minutes later he was out the door and back on the street.  

 

He didn’t think he could face Jared right now. He headed home telling himself he would talk to his friend tomorrow.   

 

He hurried into his apartment and to the toilet.  Trying to push out anything inside him.  But he didn’t see anything but more lube like Scotty, Connor, and Troy left behind. He breathed a sigh of relief.  

 

His phone rang.  

 

Jared.  

 

Not tonight he decided.  He would talk to Jared tomorrow. He turned his phone off and took a shower.  

 

——

 

It was past closing time.  Jared shivered in the cold night air outside the bars as he slipped his phone back in his pocket.  

 

He never should have let Ryan go into that place.  He had been gone for hours and now wasn’t answering his phone. 

 

There was only one thing to do.  He would have to go in and find his friend and get him out of there.  

 

 

NEXT:  Jared and the jock

[fillerupmn]

Love it! Can’t wait to see sweet Jared become a real “Moreman”!

[Fillitup57]

Why so I think that Jared is going to enjoy the sauna 

[masctravelingpup]

Sooooo very hot,  thanks, just part way through and the talk of poppers made me cum.  So very hot 

[deepfix]

Great story, love how it built, and then him getting surprised while dozing at the end  - so hot. Hope he gets a rematch with those three.

[Guest MeatSeeker]

Fuck yeah, can't wait to read more about these little mormon fuckholes getting pozzed

[Guest Genericgayman64]

So fucking hot. Can’t wait to read more

[hardnow]

HOT Story!

[cumluvnbottom]

More cumming soon.  Sorry for the wait.  Real life drama has been taking my attention. 

[tighthole64]

GREAT story.  Every now and then I run across Mormon Boy porn! There is a pay site for it, but you can find lots of hot vids for free from the site.

[cumluvnbottom]

Part 2:  Jared and the Jock

 

 

“What do you mean I need to pay to go in?”  Jared complained.  “I’m just looking for a friend.”

 

“Uh huh.” The man at the sauna entrance rolled his eyes. “Everyone is just looking for a friend in there.”

 

Jared’s face turned red.  “That’s not what I meant!  I’m just looking for MY friend.  He came in earlier and isn’t answering my calls.”

 

“You think that, maybe, he’s just busy having a good time?”  The clerk smirked. “Maybe he doesn’t want to be bothered?”

 

The thought had occurred to Jared... he wasn’t stupid.  He, of course, preferred his own interpretation.  He would go in, save Ryan, who would be so grateful that he would (of course) FINALLY agree to be boyfriends.    

 

“Please.  I just want to make sure he’s ok.”

 

“Sorry, mate.  Either you pay, or you stand aside to let the guys waiting behind you to go in.”

 

“Ease up, Dave.”  A voice said behind Jared.  “I’ll cover him.”

 

Jared turned around.  And up… the man behind him was tall, about 6 foot 2 and about 22 years old he guessed.  Jared tried not to stare: at the man’s almost almond shaped brown eyes, dark hair, full lips… or his oh SO very tight and fit body.  It was all Jared could do to not reach out and feel the red shirt which was caressed the stranger’s chest.  Or glance down at what the blue jeans were hiding.  

 

“Oh.  Um.” Jared stuttered.  “Th-thank you so much.”

 

“No worries, mate.”  The man smiled (sending Jared's heartbeat racing) as he paid for both their admissions. “I’m Hal.”

 

“I’m Jared.”

 

“Let’s go inside and see if we can find your friend.” Hal put a hand on Jared’s lower back and steered him.  

 

Jared blushed.  He needed to stay focused on Ryan he told himself... but the hand felt soooo good there.  So natural.  Firm but gentle. He didn't object.  

 

The twink did not notice the wicked grin that Hal shared with the clerk. 

 

“You have to be careful in places like this.”  Hal said. “The vultures in here will be all over a beautiful guy like you.  But don’t worry, I’ll protect you.”

 

Jared just nodded.  He felt so lucky to have stumbled on such a nice guy.  And he had to admit, he loved the jealous looks other guys were throwing his way. 

 

Hal insisted they change into the towels the clerk had given them.  “It will be easier if we just blend in.”  He assured Jared.  

 

If Hal had been sexy fully dressed, Jared almost passed out seeing him get naked and wrap the towel around him.  He even caught a glimpse of Hal’s cock.  Hal’s very big cock.  

 

Jared's own cock, decent size if nothing special he knew, started to swell in response.  He tried to cover it.  If Hal had noticed, however, he was polite enough not to say anything. A man who looked like Hal was probably used to that reaction Jared told himself. 

 

"The club is kind of a big circle." Hal said as he they walked.  He whispered in Jared's ear as they walked, pointing out the different areas.  Jared could barely focus on the words.   

 

There was no sign of Ryan.  

 

“Maybe he’s, you know, in one of the booths right now?”  Hal suggested.  “Let’s sit down and wait a few minutes then we can go around again.”

 

Jared just nodded.  He wanted to find Ryan, of course he did, but he definitely didn’t mind all this attention he was getting from Hal. 

 

The tall man led him to a little room with a series of benches.  Porn was playing on a TV screen.  

 

Jared blushed and tried not to look.  But his eyes kept betraying him. He had watched porn before, alone in his room, always praying for forgiveness after.  It was different seeing it here with other people around. Both more embarrassing and more exciting.   

 

“Tell me about your friend.”  Hal asked.  “How do you know each other.”

 

“We’ve known each other for years.  From both school and church. We're both Mormons -- the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints.  Well. I am.  Ryan doesn't think of himself as a member anymore."

 

“You sound like you really care for him.”

 

“I do.  I always have.”  Jared said with a sigh.  “I mean, I know he doesn’t see me that way.  As anything more than a friend.  But I keep hoping.”

 

Hal put his arm around Jared’s shoulder and pulled him close.  Jared allowed himself to rest against the muscular chest.  He was sad when thinking about Ryan but his cock was straining even harder from feeling Hal’s hard body against his.  He felt like a feather laying on a rock. It was so comfortable.  So perfect.  

 

“It’s ok.” Hal assured him, pulling them closer.  “There is someone out there for you.  Either your friend or someone else.”

 

“I hope so.  Sometimes I want to just give up.  I’ve been saving myself for him.  I want to lose my virginity with him.  But I think I’m going to die alone.”

 

He didn’t see the hungry look in Hal’s eyes when he mentioned his virginity.  “Shhh. Don’t talk like that. Let’s take another walk around and see if we can find him.  Ok?”

 

Jared didn’t want to stand up or stop resting against Hal but he did as he was told.  He was very pleased, however, when Hal’s hand rested again on his lower back. Slightly lower this time.  In that area where it was hard to say if the hand was on his lower back or his butt.  Either way, Jared couldn't deny he liked the touch.  

 

But still no Ryan.  After a couple of circuits of the club they found themselves again in the video room.  

 

Jared leaned against Hal without thinking.  Just feeling the heat and sexiness of the man.  Hal leaned over and kissed his cheek.  Jared turned and allowed their lips to meet.  Hal’s breath smelled like a breath mint, he thought absently.  A very very sexy breath mint.  

 

Out of the corner of his eye, Jared noticed two guys walk into the video room.  

 

“I’m telling you, he was the hottest piece of ass I’ve had in years.”  One of the men said.  “A college boy I’m guessing.  He had the look.”

 

Jared glanced over without unlocking his lips from Hal.  

 

The two men were older, probably in their sixties, and the one talking was flabby and saggy both front and back.  His friend was taller and gaunt.  He looked ill.

 

“Yeah, yeah.”  The gaunt man teased.  “You always get lucky when there are no witnesses.”

 

“Well, you should have gotten here earlier.  He’d clearly been fucked a couple times tonight — raw based on the cum dripping from his ass — but he was still tight.”

 

Jared’s stomach felt like a lead balloon.  Sinking.  

 

“Sure, sure.”  The gaunt man said.  “Well, I suppose I should at least be grateful you aren’t claiming he gave you his virginity.”

 

“Believe me or not.  The slut laid there and let me breed his ass.  His fit little body writhing and working out my load.  He moaned like a bitch too.  Didn’t say much but but sounded like he was from London or somewhere close.  Posh little cum slut.  It was heaven.”

 

Jared couldn’t breathe.  He broke the kiss with Hal and turned to face the two men.  They didn't even notice him.    

 

The gaunt man paused.  “You're serious, aren’t you?  Some college boy really let you fuck him?”

 

“Told you man, you should have gotten here earlier.”

 

Tears welling up his eyes, Jared jumped up and ran from the room.  The old men's eyes followed him curiously.  And hungrily.  

 

Hal caught up with him in the locker room and put his arm around him again. Holding him as Jared’s body shook with sobs.  

 

“I’m guessing that was your friend they were talking about?”

 

“Ryan was willing to get fucked by THAT?” Jared choked out between sobs.  “That old fat guy?  But doesn’t want to be anything other than friends with me?  What the hell is wrong with me?  Am I ugly or something?”

 

Hal put his fingers on Jared’s jaw, turning him to face him. “That’s enough of that.  I don’t want to hear you say that again.”

 

Jared couldn’t believe how lucky he was.  How he had found someone who was so kind when he needed it most. 

 

Hal kissed him again.  “Let’s get you out of here. OK?”

 

Jared nodded.  The two got dressed again and then he let Hal lead him back out of the sauna.  

 

Yet again, he didn’t see the smiles and winks between the clerk and Hal.  Or the thumbs up that the clerk gave Hal behind his back. 

 

“Let’s get you a cab, ok?” Hal said. 

 

“I don’t have money for a cab.”

 

“Well, I’ll give you money.  I don’t want you walking home alone.”

 

“You don’t have to…”

 

“I want to.  And I want to see you tomorrow.”  Hal glanced at his watch.  “Or today rather. Tonight.  A date if you are up for it. Is that ok?”

 

Jared smiled in spite of his torment.  And nodded. He was so lucky.  Maybe heavenly father could forgive him for being gay.  Could allow him to meet someone so wonderful and kind.  

 

Hal put his phone number and address in Jared’s phone while they waited for the cab.   “So, I’ll see you at 8.  Right?”  

 

“Yes, that sounds good.”  Jared wanted Hal to invite him over now, just to hold him.  He didn’t want to be alone, but was afraid to say anything.   

 

Hal pulled him close as the cab pulled up, gave him a long and lingering kiss, and held his cell phone up and snapped a picture.  “Just something to remind myself how gorgeous you are.” 

 

Jared was blushing as he climbed in the cab.  The cab driver was watching him in the rear view mirror but didn’t make any comments. 

 

Hal watched the cab pull away then pulled his phone back out and uploaded the picture he had just taken.  

 

He laughed to himself as he typed out the message to his followers:  See this hot little twink?  This fine piece of virgin meat doesn’t know it yet, but I’m going to take his cherry in less than 24 hours.  Raw.  On camera.  And he is going to beg me for it.  All my subscribers will, of course, get full access to the video.  Pre-order now to hear this little cunt scream for mercy.”

 

Hal hummed to himself as he put the phone in his pocket and went back into sauna.  The thought of breaking in, and hopefully pozzing, a virgin hole had him rock hard.  And there were always guys in the sauna who would happily take his load no questions asked.  

 

Life was good.  

[Guest Sexnmayhem]

Omfg, can’t wait for the next part.

[cumluvnbottom]

First draft of part 3 is done.  Right now is pretty long, will be editing and proof-reading over the next day or two and then post.  

[wantsitnow]

looking forward to part three 

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Part 3:  HAL HAS HIS WAY

 

 

Jared’s phone vibrated as he walked up to Hal’s door.  Another call from Ryan.  He ignored it.

 

He definitely didn’t want to talk to his friend right now… he wasn’t even sure if he still wanted to be friends.  How could he be around someone who had rejected him completely, betrayed him even, like Ryan had?

 

The truth was he didn’t feel much like socialising at all right now.  Even with Hal who been so sweet last night.  He HAD tried to cancel, but Hal had sounded so disappointed on the phone… so here he was.

 

He took a deep breath and knocked on the door.

 

The door opened and the first thing he saw was the smile.  Definitely the most beautiful smile he had ever seen.  And… he was suddenly glad he hadn’t cancelled.

 

“Hey.  I’m so glad you made it.” Hal said, ushering him in.     He was wearing blue jeans that just seemed to magically rest on his hips and a black button up shirt that fit his body like a glove.  The sleeves were rolled up about halfway up the forearm and the top button had come undone allowing a glimpse, just a tantalising glimpse, at that amazing chest.

 

Hal pulled him into a warm hug and kissed him on the forehead.  “Dinner will be ready in 10 or 15 minutes.  Come into the kitchen with me.”

 

Jared followed and watched, amazed, as Hal moved expertly around the kitchen.

 

It felt so normal, like a real date.  The kind that almost everyone he knew from Church and school had been going on for years.  Not him though.  Ryan had been the only other gay guy he had known about.. and Ryan, of course, had no interest in dating him.

 

No.

 

He wouldn’t think about Ryan.  Not tonight.  This beautiful man was being so kind, so amazing, to him.   Tonight was about Hal.  No one else.

 

“Mind setting the table?”  Hal smiled again.  “Plates are in that cupboard and silverware is there.”

 

Keep smiling like that to me and I will do anything for you, Jared thought to himself.

 

The whole time they chatted easily, almost effortlessly, and Jared let himself relax.

 

As they sat down to dinner, however, Hal pulled out a bottle and set it on the table.  Damn, Jared thought.  Wine.  Alcohol.

 

“I… um… don’t drink.  I’m Mormon.”

 

“Really?  That’s too bad.  I picked this up especially for you.”  Hal seemed to think for a split second, then smiled again.  That warm and disarming smile.  “I know a little about Mormons.  I don’t think they like gay guys that much do they?”

 

“No.  I guess not.”

 

“So, you told me yesterday that you want to have sex with a guy someday.  If you are willing to do that then surely a little wine can’t be THAT terrible, can it?”

 

Jared had heard the argument before.  But when Hal said it — with his beautiful, kind smile — it just made sense to him.  And he really didn’t want to seem too awkward to his new friend.  “I guess not.”

 

Hal poured half a glass and handed it to him.  “Just try a little, if you don’t like it we’ll find something else for you.”

 

Jared nodded.

 

“Cool.  A toast then.”  Hal poured himself a glass as well and raised it.  “To the cutest guy in town.”

 

Jared blushed.  Could Hal really like him?  Really?   

 

His hand trembled a bit as he brought the glass to his lips.  This was a line he thought he would never cross, a rule he would never break.  But he allowed a little of the wine to flow into his mouth.

 

And he wanted to gag.

 

People actually liked this stuff? Ugh.

 

“You ok?”  Hal asked.

 

“Um.  Yeah.  Just didn’t taste like I thought it would. It’s good.” Jared lied.

 

If dinner had smelled good, it tasted even better.  Jared even managed to drink his wine.  Although his stomach had almost turned when Hal poured him a second glass of the horrible stuff.  It was his own fault, he told himself, he was the one who had lied.  God was clearly punishing him for that lie.   

 

They cleared the table and did dishes together, their bodies close together over the sink.  Jared could picture them doing this together for the rest of their lives.  He tried to shake himself out of it — it was too early for such thoughts — but it seemed so real to him.  And he liked the thought… maybe he could pretend.  Just for tonight.

 

He was almost disappointed when the dishes were done.

 

“Why don’t you have a seat on the sofa and I’ll get us something to drink.”

 

Jared found his way to the living room and took a seat.  He felt a little flushed and light headed.  So this is what drunk felt like.  Didn’t feel so bad so far.

 

Soft music started playing and he turned around to see Hal putting a remote down. He didn’t realise, of course, that the remote had also turned on the video cameras around the room.

 

Hal handed him what looked like orange juice.  “Try this, I think you’ll like it more than the wine.”

 

Jared took a sip and smiled.  He could taste the bitter undertone of some kind of alcohol but the orange juice made the drink very palatable.  This was more like it.   He took a big drink, almost emptying the glass.   

Hal sat down close to him on the sofa and put his arm around him.  Jared rested against the beautiful man’s chest.  Oh!  This was amazing.  Between the music, the alcohol, and Hal’s warm and fit body — well, it was all just so… perfect.

 

Fingers rested on his chin, lifting his face up.  Hal’s lips met his and they kissed.  Hal’s tongue slipped, teasingly, into his mouth.  A little moan escaped Jared’s lips.

 

“You are so amazing.”  Hal whispered. “You are so special.”

 

Hal’s hand rested on his back, holding their bodies close.  Jared didn’t think his cock had ever been so hard.  He tried not to look but Hal’s cock was obviously hard as well.

 

Hal raised Jared’s hand and placed it on his pec. The twink couldn’t believe how excited it made him feel.  He was sweating just a little.

 

Their lips met again; Hal’s hand slowly slid down his back.  So slowly it was almost unnoticeable.  But Jared noticed.

 

Should I stop it?  He asked himself.  I don’t want to let things get out of hand.

 

He was saving himself for the guy he would spend the rest of his life with.  But, right now, it just felt so good.  Hal felt so good. Maybe, this is the man he would be with forever?

 

“You are so beautiful, Jared.  I think I may love you already.”

 

Jared swooned.  Could it be true?  It must be… why would Hal say it otherwise?  His doubts slipped away and he said a little silent prayer to Heavenly Father to thank him.

 

Hal’s fingers slipped into the waist band of his jeans.  Grazing his butt.   Jared shivered at the gentle caress of fingers on a part of him that had never been touched this way before.

 

He let his own hand drift down.  From Hal’s chest, down his abs, to rest over the straining bulge in the virile man’s jeans.  He could feel the warm throbbing flesh through the denim.  He didn’t realise his fingers were moving in sync with Hal’s fingers on his butt.

 

“Take it out.”  Hal whispered.   

 

Jared’s fingers were shaking as he fumbled with the button and zipper.  A still, small voice in his head said to slow down.  Stop.  But he didn’t slow down.  He didn’t stop.  He couldn’t stop.

 

The shaft rose to freedom as the containing zipper was pulled away.  Jared had gotten a bit of a look in the sauna but now… now his fingers wrapped eagerly around it.   The first cock he had ever touched besides his own but his hand instinctively started stroking.

 

Then…  Gasp!  Hal’s fingers slipped into his crack and touched him… down there. In that most sensitive spot.  He hadn’t even noticed own belt and jeans being unfastened.

 

A fluid, white or perhaps slightly yellow, dripped from the hard cock in his hand.  He had heard of pre-cum, even if didn’t produce much himself, but it didn’t look quite like he expected.  Still, what else could it be?

 

Hal broke their kiss and put his hand on the back of Jared’s head.  “Taste it.”

 

It wasn’t a request but Jared didn’t mind.  He liked when Hal was assertive, in control.  He felt no need to worry or resist.  Just relax and go with the flow.

 

And so he allowed the hand on the back of his head guide him to lean over Hal’s lap.    Until he faced the big cock.  The strange fluid dripping down the shaft.

 

He parted his lips and cock became the first ever to enter his mouth.

 

New smells, tastes, sensations filled him.  He needed more.  His mouth began working up and down the solid pillar.

 

“Teeth.”  Hal hissed.

 

He did his best to keep his teeth off the cock.  A cock that seemed even thicker in his mouth that it had in his hand.  But he was doing it!  He was a cocksucker now… and he felt, strangely, proud of that.

 

He couldn’t see Hal lean back and give a thumbs up to the camera or point to his ass… mouthing “Next!” with an evil smile.

 

He could only feel as Hal’s fingers again caressed his butt, his crack, his sphincter.  Gently circling.  Feeling like it would push through only to dance away.  It was driving him crazy.  He wanted to beg Hal to do it… but he couldn’t talk with him mouth so full.

 

Jared wasn’t sure how long he sucked the dick.  But his lips, his tongue, his mouth were all coated with the dripping fluid he assumed was pre-cum.  A fair amount had even worked it’s way down his throat even though there was no way he could go far enough on the cock for it to even approach his throat.

 

Finally, Hal gently lifted his head off his cock.  “Let’s go lay down.”

 

This was it.  Jared knew it was the moment.  He was going to surrender his virginity to this man.  But it was ok.  They loved each other.  This was the man he was going to be with forever.

 

Hal helped him to stand.  Jared’s jeans and underwear fell to the floor.  His shirt followed. He was completely naked while Hal was still dressed, albeit with his cock still out of his jeans.

 

Hal took his hand and led him to the bedroom.  The music was playing in here as well.  And, unbeknownst to Jared, Hal turned off the living room cameras and turned on the bedroom ones.

 

Their lips met again while Hal gently laid Jared on the bed and laid atop him.  Grinding their crotches together. It felt good.  So good.  But Jared was ready now.  Ready for the next step.  Ready to surrender his most precious gift to the man he felt he now loved.

 

“Please, Hal.  Please make love to me.”

 

“Say it again.  Say it louder.”

 

“Please make love to me.”

 

“It’s going to hurt.  The first time.  But I will be as gentle as i can.”  Hal smiled one of his warm smiles.  He was lying, of course, he was going to rough up this hole good.  All the better to “impregnate” the bitch… but this naive slut-to-be didn’t need know that.

 

He rolled Jared over.  He kissed the twink’s body and moved slowly down.  His lips kissing, teasing, his prey’s neck.  His shoulders.  Back. Butt.  Then, ever so gently (so as not to spook the bitch), the warm hole.

 

Like any good bottom, touched for the first time, a quake of pleasure ran through Jared’s whole body.  The tongue on his hole was so unexpected… but felt sooooo good.

 

The fingers that followed, that slowly pried his hole open, didn’t feel as good.  But he understood he needed to be opened a bit for the big dick that was about to enter him.  Claim him.

 

Hal lifted Jared so he was on elbows and knees with his face flat to the bed.  Hal’s fingers spread lube on his hole.  Almost time.

 

Jared watched as Hal lubed his cock…

 

“Wait… aren’t you going to use  a condom?” Jared turned to face the man he was giving himself to.

 

“Why?  You don’t have anything I should worry about, do you?”

 

“No, no… I don’t have anything.”

 

“Good.  This is our first time.  I want this to be special.  The first time of many.  I want to feel myself inside you.  You trust me, don’t you?”

 

Jared knew he should say no. Insist on a condom.  But he was so horny, so relaxed from the alcohol.  He just couldn’t bring himself to argue.  “I trust you.”

 

He returned to the pose Hal wanted him in.

 

The cock slipped up his crack.  And down.  Back and forth.  Teasing his hole.

 

One of Hal’s hands on his hip, holding him tight.

 

Pressure.  This was it.  It was time to…

 

The sound that burst out of Jared was primal.  Barely human.  Hal’s second hand wrapped around his mouth, muffling the cry.

 

Every muscle in his body wanted to move.  Get away from the pain.

 

But Hal held him tight.

 

“Shhhh, baby.  It’s ok.  Just relax.  You are going to love this.  I promise.  This is something that will be with you for the rest of your life.”

 

Jared did his best, but his body kept trying to move despite his best efforts.  Hal’s firm control succeeded in holding him in place, however, as the cock slid slowly deeper and deeper.

 

He didn’t know how long it took, but he was startled when he felt Hal’s thighs resting against his butt.  His lover’s cock was all the way in.  Balls deep.  He had surrendered himself completely.

 

Hal’s cock pulled back.  And thrust in again.  And again.  And again.  It still hurt, more than any other pain Jared could remember, but at the same time it felt… good? Natural? Right?   Like he was complete in a way he had never felt before.

 

He didn’t notice as his body began thrusting back.  Begging without words for Hal to fill his hole with cock.  To make him whole.

 

“Your hole is so tight. You feel so good.”  Hal said.  Strangely loudly as if for someone else to hear.  “How do you feel?”

 

“I feel… amazing!”

 

“You like that big cock, then?  You like it fucking your boy pussy?”  Hal sounded less gentle, less loving now.

 

The wording threw Jared a little.  It seemed so raunchy.  So coarse.  But it was true.  And he liked it.  He liked Hal talking to him this way.  “Yes, I love you fucking me.”

 

“Good boy.  I’m getting close.  You ready?  You want it?”

 

“Yes… please.  Cum in me.”

 

Hal smiled in triumph.  He thrust again.  Hard.  Driving the breath out of Jared’s lungs.  Again.  And again.  And…

 

His body shook as his balls drew up and fired his deadly load into the no-longer virgin hole.

 

He shifted forward, his body pressing Jared flat into the bed, his cock still buried deep.  Keeping his cum inside to do it’s job.

 

Jared wanted to stoke his own cock but it was trapped beneath his own body.

 

He thought Hal would pull out after a moment… but was amazed that the cock inside him stayed mostly hard.  He tried to catch his breath but it was hard with Hal’s weight on him.  Slowly Hal began moving again.  Thrusting again.  Fucking him again.  Even harder than the first time.   

 

“Who’s my little bitch?”  Hal hissed.

 

“I am. I’m your bitch.”

 

“Fuck yeah!”

 

Hal lasted longer the second time.  Thrusting hard.  Merciless.  All the while whispering nasty things in Jared’ ear.  But eventually, he came again.

 

When he finally rolled off and lay next to Jared, the twink’s hole was aching.  But he was still so horny.

 

Jared reached to stoke his own cock.  He needed to burst.  But Hal pulled him in close and began kissing him again.  Jared found himself in another position where he couldn’t reach his cock.

 

Jared thought they would fall asleep, spend the night together.  After awhile however, of holding each other and kissing, Hal rolled off the bed.

 

“That was amazing.”  The taller man said.  “You are amazing.”

 

Jared smiled and blushed.  “You too. I’m so glad you were my first.”

 

He wanted to, finally, stroke his own cock.. .which was jutting up from his crotch demanding attention.  But it felt awkward now that Hal was standing.

 

“I’m glad too, I had a really good time… but I have to go out of town for work tomorrow.  Best call it a night.”

 

“Oh.  Ok.”  Jared stood up, confused, and followed Hal out to the living room.  He found his discarded clothes and dressed.  “Is everything ok?  Did I do something wrong?”

 

“No, you were great.  If I didn’t have such a crazy day tomorrow I would definitely have you stay over. We will do this again when I’m back, ok?”

 

There was something… off-putting… about the way that Hal was speaking.  Distant.  Less affectionate.  Jared didn’t know what to say, or what to think, so he let Hal usher him out the door.   

 

Hal couldn’t help but laughing after he kicked the twink out.  That had gone even better than he expected.  But it had taken longer than expected as well.

 

It was already midnight.  He had promised his subscribers some footage by 11.  He did some quick editing and put a short teaser video out of some of the key moments of Jared’s seduction.

 

“As promised, there is one less virgin — Mormon no less —  and one new boipussy-in-the-making tonight.  Here are some key scenes.  Just a preview tonight.. more coming in the morning."

 

It didn’t take long for his subscribers to start commenting.

 

“More!”

 

“I hope you pozzed him up good.”

 

“I thought he would balk when he saw your gono dick.  Don’t think the bitch knew what he was looking at.  lol.”

 

“You going to breed him again?  I think he’s in love with you.”

 

Hal leaned back in his chair.  He would definitely fuck the boi again. He wanted to make sure the boi got his gift…. but that gonorrhoea would show up in a week or two.  And the bitch was going to freak out.    

 

Still he had time to fuck him, and fuck with his head, one more time before he dumped the stupid fucker.

 

 

NEXT:  RYAN GETS MORE, JARED GETS DESPERATE

Edited March 27, 2018 by cumluvnbottom
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