Lockdown! Chapter 2
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 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 real beginning of the story...
The country was in lockdown, with everyone sternly encouraged to stay indoors except for minimal exercise and essential shopping trips. Kris felt prepared, having gently bought extra supplies over the last few weeks, a tin or two added here and there to his shop.
He'd also prepared himself by buying fresh poppers and stocking up on lube. Who knew when he was going to be able to buy more and how much he'd need over the next few weeks? He didn't expect to hook up with anyone but that didn't mean he couldn't play by himself, right? We all have desires that need to be managed and nourished.
Of course, Kris's lockdown was actually turning out way more wild than he ever could have imagined. Long before all this had begun he'd been renting out his spare bedroom for tourists visiting London. As the coronavirus had inexorably travelled around the world most of his bookings had cancelled, his guests (understandably) not willing to travel. However, one guy, Lee, had resolutely held out. Kris was very glad he had...
Lee had turned out to a rugged man in his early twenties with a muscular body that wouldn't stop. Of course, that was nothing compared to his hung cock and his ability to produce a seemingly everlasting supply of cum. Cum that seemed to need to leave his body as soon as it was manufactured.
Kris was just the bottom to help out. Neither one would have expected it, but there had been palpable heat between the two as soon as they'd laid eyes on each other. And then, when Lee discovered that Kris had a talented mouth and a hunger for spunk that wouldn't quit, the deal was done. They were a perfect lockdown match.
Or where they?
Kris could tell that Lee was getting hungry for more than just his mouth. Several times he'd felt Lee's roaming hands reaching round to his pert and hairy arse, and so far he'd always managed to use his mouth to distract the eager top from taking things further.
This was because Kris had a secret. It wasn't that he didn't like being fucked, but his hole was way more hungry than a dick alone could ever satisfy. Toys Big toys. Monsters. And of course, fists. Width, depth, punches... you name it, Kris's hole needed it.
Sure, he still loved being fucked and a big part of him really wanted to take Lee's thick cock. He was worried though - his years of taking fist had given his hole a decidedly well-used quality. He was proud of what he could take (hell! his hole was a mighty instrument of sex!) but he knew it wasn't always to everyone's tastes. Hot to some - desirable even - but was Lee one of those men?
That left Kris in a quandary, not least as he didn't want to jeopardise anything. He was deeply enjoying his diet of big cock and heavy cum, all served up by a demanding top who seemed to love using his face. But what if Lee was one of those young tops who only liked tight pussy? Sure, Lee had a big cock but Kris had an even bigger hole and his energetic clutch could only take him so far... He wouldn't be able to bear it if Lee fucked him and ending up being turned off or, even worse, repulsed. What if Lee stormed off and locked himself and his thick dick in his bedroom for the duration? To be so near and yet so far would be agony!
Normally so confident in the abilities of his hole, now Kris was wracked with indecision. He had a choice. He could wait and see how things naturally panned out with Lee or he could brings things to a head and get all this worrying out the way. Who knew what was right? After all, Kris hadn't been fisted in a while so maybe he had nothing to be concerned about. Maybe his hole was in good enough shape to be a tight fuck? Or maybe he was kidding himself and Lee didn't actually want to fuck him at all?
The problem was that Kris was hungry. Seriously hungry. The size of his toy collection attested to that. SquarePeg, Bad Dragon, Mr Hankey... he had them all. Well... not all. In fact no matter how big his collection got there always seemed to be one more toy to buy. A new shape, a new flare, a new way to challenge and supersize his hole. It was his obsession.
Unfortunately, the build-up to the lockdown had meant Kris hadn't been in the most horny of moods, and then the arrival of Lee a few days ago had tamed his hunger in other ways. Now though? He was suddenly desperate. He couldn't control it. His hole needed regular use. It was now day two of the lockdown and he knew it was going to be a long time before he could hook-up with one of his regular ffuck-buds. He would have to scratch that itch with toys.
Most would have thought a normal man could have controlled their hunger. Kris was not a normal man though, he had a streak of kink running though him a mile wide: the three dozen giant dildos stored under his bed attested to that. As did the wardrobe full of gear and the permanent sling hooks above his bed. His long-term hole hunger meant he simply couldn't hold back. He'd been lying awake thinking it over since before dawn. It was a Sunday morning and Lee wouldn't be up for hours yet, surely he could fit in a self-play session before then?
Kris jumped out of bed and went straight to his en-suite. In seconds he was cleaning out his hole, the water running through him at a speed that belied his need. Finally ready after his deep clean, he hit the shower to freshen himself, his dick already rising at the thought of giving himself a good workout. Steam bellowed around the room as he luxuriated in the warmth and the thought of what was to come next. He was so lost that he didn't hear the bathroom door open and his house-guest walking in.
Lee had woken with serious wood and needed relief. It wasn't so much that his bladder was full but that his cum tanks were swollen again. His recharge rate had always been extreme. Normally he'd take better care of it with casual hook-ups in the cities he worked - his skills were in high-demand around the world - but this visit was completely different.
However, no matter how early it was or how full his balls, Lee knew he could rely on the cum-lust of his host. That guy always seemed to want more! He prowled the flat, totally naked, before hearing a shower running in the background. He walked in to Kris's bedroom and then opened the bathroom door to see his fit, handsome and hairy host under a stream of hot water.
Kris's back was turned, but he briefly moved to one side and Lee caught sight of the bottom's hard dick. No doubt thinking about draining my cum fountain again, thought Lee. Then Kris moved back to fully showing his rear and Lee fixated on the pert yet meaty arse unknowingly presented to him. About time he tapped that, God knows how much he was missing unloading the old-fashioned way!
He stepped into the large shower cubicle with confidence and Kris suddenly felt his presence, turning round in shock. Shock at the sight of his guest, but also awe at the magnificence of Lee's body and dick.
Lee was muscular with a hairy chest and big shoulders. One arm was intricately covered in a full-sleeve tattoo, though that wasn't Lee's only ink. Above and to one side of his cock was a tattoo of an old fashioned rifle and the words `make every shot count'. Both of them knew Lee had the power to make that true, every single time. He had been blessed from birth with girth.
As Kris took in the full sight he realised that no matter how many times he saw Lee's cock it would always made him hungry. He wanted it as badly as if it was the very first time. In fact, the thought of swallowing that thick pole again make him briefly forget why he'd got up so early and all the prep he'd just done.
Lee moved in and the two bodies became entwined. The feel of another man, tender and passionate kisses under the water, rovings hands and the thought of swallowing another load...
"Jesus! What the fuck!" cried Lee in astonishment.
Kris had gotten so carried away with the feel of Lee's powerful and strong touch that he hadn't realised where the top's hands had ended up roaming. One of them had found Kris's bubble butt, cupped a cheek, and then travelled across to gently finger Kris's hole. The top hadn't been able to resist and had decided that now was the time to warm the bottom up for the penetrating first fuck thrust of his massive dick.
What Lee found shocked him, he'd never felt anything like it. His finger had slipped in so fast that he'd almost lost his footing, another one or two quickly following behind. And that was to say nothing about the rubbery and puffy flesh he'd felt on his way in. Where they lips? Jesus, what was this madness?
The stunned fingers in his hole snapped Kris right back to reality. The combination of his natural abilities and the silicon lube he'd used to take the enema hose earlier had made him surprisingly receptive. However, it was Lee's words that made his eyes go wide. Were his worse fears realised? He gabbled, trying to explain himself, but Lee talked over him.
"Christ, what the hell have you done to your hole?! This is some seriously fucked up shit! It feels like you've got a cunt between your legs!" he said sternly, Lee's eyes boring down on Kris whilst the warm water still ran down their bodies.
To give him his credit, Kris reacted on his feet. Lee may have been looking at him with disbelief. He may even have said Kris had a cunt, but there were two crucial considerations.
Firstly, despite his shocked words, Lee's finger's were still inside of him and hadn't been removed at any point during the brief conversation. In fact, they seemed to have gone deeper.
Secondly, Lee's monstrous cock was harder than Kris had ever seen it. The foreskin was retracted so far back that the helmet looked ready to burst. Every vein pulsated with desire.
"I think we better talk" said Kris, more decisively than he felt. He turned the water off and mentally prepared himself.
Next: Kris's sling comes out and Lee's fist initiation begins...
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