Jack and Callum Part Five
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Chapter Five
Calllum inserted his key in the lock and entered the flat he shared with Ben Mitchell. Closing the door, he frowned at the dimly lit living area. He expected Ben to be home and wondered where his husband was at-no doubt working late at the garage, he surmised. That offered Callum the opportunity to shower after the sexy sweaty encountyer with Jack. Although he was loath to do so, wanting to smell and remember being in his arms.
Then Callum noticed the rose petals upon the floor leading a trail toward his and Ben's bedroom. His brow furrowed and he followed the path to the entryway to the bedroom, slowly pushing the door open. Lit candles cast a glow throughout the room and he stilled at the sight before him. Ben rested on his back, completely nude, lifting his thighs and legs upward exposing his arse.
"Hey babe," Ben greeted with a cheeky grin. His tight ring pulsed under Callum's curious gaze.
Ben never bottomed when they did have intercourse and Callum's curiosity was defintely piqued.
"I've been waiting for you," Ben further explained. "I'm finally ready to take that beautiful cock." He urged. He winked, "Are you game?"
Callum tugged at his belt and the waistband of his blue jeans. He was ready-or he hoped he was, suddenly filled with guilt over his assignation with Jack.
Ben smiled as Callum slid his jeans down his hips and legs exposing his growing jock strap. Ben spread his legs further exposing a bit of the pink interior of his quim. Callum looked intently and licked his lips.
"Come here," Ben urged. "Fill me up with that beauty," he indicated Callum's hard cock-now free from the constricting jock strap.
Callum walked to the bed, stroking his hard cock with a tight fist. Ben's cock was semi-hard and Callum couldn't help but notice-but he was more intent on sinking his shaft in Ben's tight hole.
At the Queen Vic Jack was sharing a pint with Keanu Taylor, reminiscing about their love lives. Keanu was still pining after Sharon despite being with the gobby Louise. He had to admit that his sex life was lacking, as Louise was a strictly once a week missionary type of girl. Keanu was desperate for a good blow job and a tight arse. He's always had an affinity for anal sex and Louise was appalled at the thought of it all. She barely touched his cock when they did have sex and he was amazed that they had even produced a child together.
Jack texted Callum but received no response and was suddenly filled with a retching feeling of jealousy over Callum and Ben. He wanted to be with Callum. Despite his relationship with Denise he knew that Callum belonged to him and vice versa.
Keanu and Jack talked about their women but neither suspected their mutual allure to man on man sex.
Ben's sphinctor clamped uncomfortably around Callum's hard shaft. Despite a glob of saliva used to loosen Ben up, he was still raw and uncomfortable. Callum kissed him to help ease the pain but Ben's kiss was sloppy and rather amateur. This fuck was uncomfortable for both of them but neither was willing to say anything or admit it.
Callum pumped deeply within Ben, balls slapping his flabby arse cheeks with Ben withering uncofortably beneath him. Ben stroked his cock furiously, determined to cum with Callum. Callum silently prayed he would cum sooner than later. Neither enjoyed the fuck and the longer they did so the more frustrated both were.
"What do you say we take this back to my flat," Jack innocently offered. "We can carry on with the beers and watch the highlights of the recent football match."
"Sounds good mate," Keanu agreed, anything to avoid going back hime to his sexless marriage to Louise.
As they stood and Keanu followed Jack through the Vic he couldn't help but notice Jack's tight muscular arse showcased in his tight black jeans. Suddenly Keanu's mind was filled with umentionable delights and he began to throw a boner as they exited the pub and walked across the square to Jack's.
With the help of a few strokes of his hand, Callum finally came, filling Ben's arse with his spooge. In return, Ben flogged his own cock and shot a load himself-certainly not his best load but a nice one nevertheless. Callum supposed Ben expected a kiss, but couldn't bring himself to do it. Instead he turned to saunter to the adjoining bathroom.
"I'm going to hit the shower," he offered nonchalantly and Ben was secretly relieved.
As Callum pulled the bathroom door closed behind him, Ben wondered when and if they had fallen out of love with one another. Ben decided to talk further with Jay and see if his bruv could offer any further advice to help rekindle things between Callum and him.
In the shower, Callum thought of Jack and couldn't help compare Ben with Jack. Jack was masterful; a powerful lover who constantly brought him to peaks of passion and truth be told made him want to bottom all the more. He missed Jack and hoped the elder copper missed him as well.
At Jack's somehow the conversation had slipped into their inadequate sex lives. Neither man was inhibited or embarrassed by the turn of conversation, and truth be told, both were beginning to throw boners.
"Truth be told," Keanu slurred, "I'm really turned on by anal sex." He measured Jack's response carefully, expecting revulsion or ridicule, but none was forthcoming.
Instead Jack surprised Keanu. "No shit, I am as well."
"Yeah?" Keanu asked hesitantly.
"Yeah." Jack readily agreed.
"Nothing better than a tight arse," Keanu marveled as he sipped from his can of beer.
"Most definitely," mate. "Sure as hell beats pussy."
"Yeah," Keanu couldn't believe he was having this conversation with Jack.
"Man," Jack placed his beer down upon the end table of the couch. "I'm really cock hungry."
"No shit?" Keanu blinked several times in surprise.
"Yeah mate," Jack grinned, "`think you've got something to douse out the fire in my throat?" He eyed Keanu speculatively.
Keanu placed his beer down and rose to his feet to slide the elastic waistband of his tracksuit down over his muscular hips. His hard 8 inch cock sprung free.
"Nice," Jack marveled, rising from the couch and sinking to his knees before Keanu. As Jack slid his mouth and lips up along the pulsing shaft, Keanu shivered with excitement. Jack's mouth worked it real good, up and down the length each time taking it a bit deeper. HIs slurping was loud and audible and he reverently sucked Keanu with the skill only a previous cock sucker could do.
"Mmmmmm," Jack gurgled and Keanu wondered just who Jack had sucked off previously. He decided he wanted a taste as well.
"I wanna do you too mate," Keanu spoke urgently.
Without a beat Jack coaxed Keanu down upon the floor and the two men ended up 69ing. "Damn," Keanu murmured before attempting to take Jack's 11 inch cock, "you're so big, mate."
And Keanu gave it his all. Both men slurped and gurgled loudly, enamored with the cocks sliding between their lips. Keanu attempted to deepthroat Jack but choked a bit before sliding it back from his lips. Jack silently appreciated the lad's efforts and expertly showed him how it was done on Keanu's shaft. Jack snorted and took it all the way down digging his fingers into Keanu's perfect bubble butt. He'd fuck that arse, but another time. He was too hungry for a heavy thick load at the moment. He was rewarded soon enough.
"Jack," Keanu pulled from Jack's shaft urgently. "Mate," he tried to warn. "I'm gonna shoot." A macho man like Jack would surely not want to swallow a load but Jack sucked harder and took it deeper.
Keanu couldn't hold back and let lose. "Argggg Jesus!" and he spewed the back of Jack's throat with ropes of cum. Keanu marveled that Jack kept up and swallowed the load to the last drops. When he let the slimy cock slide from his lips a rivulat of cum ran down his chin.
Jack grinned and winked at Keanu, "your turn, Mate."
To be continued....