See the first chapter for disclaimers.
Sorry again for the story delays, if any of you are still reading the story. This chapter is set in the more recent stories. If you have anything to say, let me know.
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Justin Burton was walking back from the Loft when a strong hand grabbed him by the neck and pushed his somewhat full but still handsome face against a brick wall.
"Just stay away from them," the voice hissed.
Justin soon knew that his girlfriend Laila's brother, Ash, was holding him in place.
"Who? Ant and Dec?" Justin smirked.
The voice grew angrier and those surprisingly soft fingers squeeze harder against his neck.
"Laila and Hannah."
As Ash played the hard man, Justin, who was wearing his usual grey sweatpants with nothing underneath, felt that Ash was a bit harder than he seemed to be. Ash's very long, thick penis, trapped in suit trousers, was nestled in the thin expanse between Justin's flimsy sweats and his fleshy globes.
"Is there a reason for that?"
Justin could feel Ash's hot breath against his neck. He could also feel his cock thickening, and he began to rub his burgeoning stiffness against the brick, the thin cotton between brick and flesh producing a nice friction.
"Cause you're scum."
Justin chuckled. His laugh was so dirty and tended to bring out the basest emotions in people.
"That the real reason? Cause I thought maybe you wanted me for yourself."
Impulsively, he grabbed the enormous bulge which was driving him mad as it unwittingly humped his back end.
Ash gasped, but he was too stunned to move away. Justin seized his opportunity, lowering the zip and pulling out an astonishingly large, uncut tool. He slipped the foreskin back, Ash shivering as his sensitive pink head was exposed to the cold weather.
With his free hand, Justin pushed his sweats down, exposing his creamy bubble butt to a still agog Ash.
"I-I...we don't have any preparation..."
Justin smirked into the arm propped against the brick.
"Just slide it up and down my crack. Should be enough to get us both off."
Ash stammered out a response.
"Anyone can see..."
Justin laughed.
"That's what gets our rocks off. C'mon. Be a man."
Ash's doubts only seemed to make his cock more sure of what to do. He couldn't say no now even he wanted to. He began to slide his flesh sword up and town Justin's crack, the precum glistening against the light blonde hair lining his experienced hole.
Justin fished his fat cock out and began masturbating, knowing he wouldn't need much to get off.
"Oh God...I hear voices...I...ohhhh...."
Soon, Ash had spilled his load near Justin's entrance. When Justin turned around, cum leaking down his beefy thighs, Ash was flustered, humiliated, but still turned on as as hell. He was a gorgeous man who had never looked more out of control. Justin wanted to rip that suit off and lick him all night long, but knew that was for another time.
"Thanks for the talk," Justin winked, watching Ash hurriedly zip his fly around his still half-erect beast and flee.
Justin quickly pulled his sweats off, knowing he'd be home soon and the big stain at the back probably wouldn't be noticed.
As he strolled home, he felt a large hand squeeze his cheeks.
"Kris told me about you...what a naughty slut you are...guess he was right."
Justin turned around, seeing a very horny Ravi, Ash's brother Ravi, standing before him, leering like no tomorrow.
He pulled Ravi in for a hot kiss, wondering how he'd feel if he knew just who the cum belonged to...