SKINHEAD LOVERS by Andrej Koymasky (C) 2008 written on August 28, 1998 translated by the author English text kindly revised by The Australian
USUAL DISCLAIMER
"SKINHEAD LOVERS" is a gay story, with some parts containing graphic scenes of sex between males. So, if in your land, religion, family, opinion and so on this is not good for you, it will be better not to read this story. But if you really want, or because YOU don't care, or because you think you really want to read it, please be my welcomed guest.
CHAPTER 6 - SEAN
Jeremy and Derek met again and went to the secluded, empty house.
When they were in the bedroom, Derek said to Jeremy, "Just lie in the bed, now..."
Jeremy pulled out his shoes and stretched on the bed. Derek pulled out a small recorder from his pocket and switched it on. Low sensual music played and Derek started to dance as if giving a strip tease. Jeremy raised himself on one elbow and looked at him, amused and excited. His friend was rather sexy.
"Does that mean that I have to do a strip tease for you, after?" he asked with a smile.
"Could be a good idea. No, just I always dreamed of being able to do that one day, but thought I'd never get the chance. Sure not for my brother or my friends, they would think I'm a sissy. But for you, I'll do it."
"Do you like doing it?"
"Yes, I feel sexy."
"You are terribly sexy! Look at the tent you've made in my trousers!"
"Wow, a circus tent!" Derek laughed.
He was slowly undressing and became more and more desirable. Jeremy thought that he wasn't mimicking the strip tease girls with his movements. There wasn't anything effeminate. He was just a sensual man undressing in a very sexy, virile way. He loved it.
"You are a real artist... You can earn money making work of that..."
"I wouldn't like to do it for work. All those women, or men, their eyes full of lust... ready to pounce and make you a sex toy."
"And I?"
"You are my friend, it's different."
"But you arouse me."
"And that suits me just fine... I really dig you."
"Yes, now I know."
"Have you completely forgiven me?"
"Yes I have. I'm glad we are now friends."
"I am too."
Derek was now completely naked and approached his friend. He started to undress Jeremy, caressing, kissing, and lick his body as he uncovered it.
"You don't need to do anything hoping that I'll do it for you." Jeremy said softly, "Do just what you want to do, it's fine..."
"I know. But we should make a pact."
"What's that?"
"You can do anything you want with me. Anything you want."
"I know..." Jeremy said, and he felt that he was starting to feel real love for that beautiful skinhead but he also knew that he couldn't tell that to him.
When he was completely naked, he pulled Derek onto an embrace and they kissed each other with fervor. While the low sensual music continued, thanks the auto reverse, they started making love.
Jeremy offered himself to his friend, putting his legs on his shoulders, "Take me..." he whispered.
"Yeah..." Derek said and his eyes were shining.
Derek entered his friend, and when he was firmly embedded, bent over to kiss him on the mouth. He then started fucking him with sweet virile joy. Jeremy felt filled, complete, and joyful. He participated in the strong ride with all his body, amplifying Derek's sensations.
"You are a wonderful fuck, Jerry!"
"Better than your babes?"
"I guess so. You always seem beholding to them. I don't know what it is, but it's as if it's an honor to fuck them. I read happiness in your eyes..."
"You are right."
"What's more, girls can't give head like you can."
"Thanks."
"And you are so gentle, yet so strong... I love that."
"You are so beautiful. Do you know that I wanted you even before that night in the lane?"
"Really? I never thought you were gay..."
"So, why did you get me to give you head that night?"
"I was just bored, and I liked the idea of humiliating a dork."
"A dork? Am I a dork?"
"No, not now, but I'm happy I thought so... then."
"I am too... now."
Derek pumped with steady, firm, long strokes, while caressing every inch Jeremy's body that came within reach. They kissed again.
Then Derek pulled out, "I don't want to come, yet..."
"Can I lick your dick?"
"You're welcome, but don't make me come..."
"Sure..."
Jeremy removed the condom from his friend's tool and started to lick his cock. He passed his tongue up and down, under and over, all around, salving his tongue over inch of red gland, then gently biting here and there, kissing and liking the powerful rod, time and again with loving care. He caressed the inner thighs and kneaded the firm balls, always careful not to bring him to the orgasm.
Then Derek said, with a sly smile, "Ready for the second round..."
Jeremy opened a new condom and put it on the glorious meaty column then said to his friend, "Don't move... I'll like to impale myself on your spear..."
"Good, help yourself..." Derek smiling answered.
Jeremy knelt astride his pelvis then slowly lowered himself. Derek kept his rod vertical with one hand and finally the warm channel of Jeremy encased the hot meat deep inside him. Derek sighed and pulled his hand away. Jeremy went down until his buttocks were firmly pressed against his friends strong thighs.
"Oh... I love feeling you inside me..."
"I love being in you..." Derek said caressing his friend's chest.
Jeremy started rhythmic motions and each time he lowered himself, Derek met his thrust with forceful upward jabs embedding himself as deeply as possible inside his friend. Jeremy moaned in contentment with each stroke. Jeremy's cock, fully erect, slapped on Derek stomach with each down-stroke. Derek caressed the hot tool.
"I would like to be able to suck it while I'm fucking your sweet ass..." he sighed.
Jeremy smiled and asked, "Do you like giving head?"
"Yes, but only for you. I'm not an expert like you, but I'll learn."
"Would you have thought that when you asked me to give you head, that you would have had sex with me like that?"
"No way! Sometimes one doesn't know what he misses..."
Yes, Jeremy was really falling in love with that delicious young male. The bright, wide, warm smile that Derek had for him during those moments simply melted him.
When they decided to go back, Derek said to Jeremy, "I would like you to come to my trailer. Have you got some time?"
"Very little, only about twenty minutes, that's all."
"I would like you to meet my brother."
"Sean? Does he know about us?"
"No, he just knows you are my friend. Ron said you are gay, so perhaps they can guess we fuck each other, but I don't care. Even if Sean has guessed it too, he'll still respect us anyway."
"Ok, I'll be glad to meet him. Let's go."
Sean was home alone. He was taller than Derek, lean but well muscled probably thanks to his work, and tanned. He wore only a pair of shorts, so Jeremy could see his fine body. The face wasn't as handsome as Derek's, but none the less, pleasant. He had clear eyes that seemed to pierce your soul.
"So, you are Jerry, the new friend of my little brother. Drake hasn't but much talked about you of late. I was really looking forward to meeting you."
"Derek told me a lot about you too. He admires you."
"Of course..." Sean said with a cunning smile. Jeremy liked that smile.
"He can't stop too long. I just wanted you two to meet." Derek said.
"Yes. But we can meet again. Would you like to come here Sunday week for lunch? Did you know that Drake is good at cooking too?"
"OK, I'll be pleased. Should I bring anything?"
"Just bring yourself." Sean answered half jokingly.
"I'll come to fetch you." Derek said.
They engaged in some small talk for a few minutes, then Derek took Jeremy back into town.
Before parting, he asked him, "How did you like my brother?"
"Yes, a lot. I like him very much."
"He likes you too."
"Really?"
"Absolutely, or he wouldn't have invited you. He's never invited others."
"Will Aaron and Robert be there too?"
"I'm not sure, probably not. They go away a lot at the weekends. They have friends nearby. Another group of skinheads, of course. Would you like better not to meet them too?"
"I don't care... it's all is forgiven anyway, and forgotten."
"You are incredible! You're a really good hearted man. How can you forgive just like that?" he said snapping his fingers.
One day, prior to the Sunday lunch, Jeremy met Mark again.
"Hiya, pal!"
"Hi Mark." Jeremy said studying the expression on the boy.
"Do you like playing arcade games?"
"I'm not very good at them..."
"I love them and I'm good. Come on!"
Jeremy smiled. He hadn't asked him, just ordered him. He was tempted to refuse just to make him understood that he couldn't give him orders, but then, he had time and didn't want to start another challenge, even if he was quite sure he would win.
He followed the boy in the arcade where Mark changed money and went to an electronic game and commenced play. Jeremy understood that the boy was just trying to impress him with his skill, so he gave him rope. Mark felt the need to reaffirm his... dignity, perhaps, after having been fucked in the arse.
It wasn't long before Mark asked in a casual tone, "Are you Drake's friend now?"
"Yes..."
"Did you tell him about... well, you know... about what happened at the mine site?"
"No! I've told nobody."
Mark just nodded, continuing to play and gain points at an impressive rate. He was silent just for just a moment then said, "I wouldn't like other's to know... It was just between you and me, right?"
"Sure is."
"And you owe me a fuck, right?"
"Sure do."
"Now?"
"Where?"
"I've got a place, but only for an hour or so."
"Where?"
"Where I work. We are building a house, I'm a bricklayer. There's no one there at the moment but the security patrols starts just before sunset, so perhaps we should..."
"Is the place safe?"
"Yes, I work there, but if someone comes, I can tell I forgot something, and that you were just with me. We can use the top floor so we can get dressed before anybody spots us. You coming?"
"Sure." Jeremy said.
Mark stopped playing. They walked to Marine Street where Mark brought Jeremy to the unfinished house. They entered through the back by the walk plank and climbed the raw stairs to the third floor.
"It's all dusty here. We'll have to do it standing up."
"Good."
They opened their trousers and lowered them to their knees. Jeremy admired the nice cock on the boy again. Mark already had a conspicuous hard-on, and Jeremy followed suit at the sight.
Then Jeremy asked him "did you like me giving you head before?"
"You like giving head?"
"Yes, I like any kind of sex. Well no SM or water-sport or fist fucking, anyway. I like to suck and being sucked, to fuck and being fucked, I mean."
"When did you realise that you were gay?"
"I was thirteen, but my first chance came just a year later."
"Have you ever done it with a woman?"
"No, never, and I don't want to either."
"Who was your first man?"
"Not a man, a boy, just two years older than me. He was the patrol leader in the boy scouts... my second camp. We were in the same tent, just the two of us. He caught me wanking on the third day. I was scared to death. I cried and I begged him not to tell the leaders or my parents what I was doing.
ÒHe embraced me and said I had nothing to fear. Somehow he liked me. Then he kissed me on the mouth. I had lost my erection, but I soon got it back and he started caressing my dick, then opened my trousers more and caressed my butt, then whispered me 'Tonight, I'll take your cherry, Jeremy, OK? I'll make you my fuck boy, OK?'
ÒI wanted to try it. Besides, I liked him a lot, and the idea that he would be my first male pleased me, but even so, I was still a bit scared, and I asked him if it hurt? He caressed my cheek and smiled and said 'I don't want to hurt you, but it can be a little painful the first time around, but you will be a real boy scout, won't you? You know, the one who smiles even when things get difficult, right?' 'Right' I answered. He'd conquered me with his kindness.
"So, that night, when we were in our tent and all hit the sack, he shook me and we both climbed out of our sleeping bags. We were both stark naked and hard as rocks.
ÒIn the dark, we embraced, caressed, kissed each other for a little bit, then he prepared me. He had all he needed. He opened a wide towel on our sleeping bags and made me get on all fours and started to lubricated me. Then he finally took my cherry and started to fuck me like a rabbit on heat."
Mark laughed, than asked, "Was it painful?"
"No, not really painful. Thank god he wasn't that big down there. At first it was just a little annoying, but I liked it. I liked feeling his enthusiasm, his hammering and I liked the feeling that he liked me. I liked the strong pushes, the way he was taking me. He'd chosen me as his fuck boy, and I felt very lucky and proud."
"Did he teach you to give head too?"
"No, he was just fucking me. Night after night for the duration using the excuse that he was helping me in my studies. I was not so good at school, you see. Even after the camp, I went to his place just about every night. He was alone until dinnertime, so first he fucked me then we got stuck into my homework. It only lasted a year, because he had to go with his family when his father took a move.Ó
Derek pushed Jeremy gently towards the wall making him crouch down, presenting him his dick. Jeremy eagerly started giving him head, kneading his buttocks while sucking his cock up.
Mark stopped him, made him stand and turned around. He slowly penetrated his warm channel. Jeremy bent forward holding himself against the wall with both hands. When Mark was completely inside him, he pinching his nipples and started to pump Jeremy with a good stride.
Jeremy felt the coarse surface of the unfinished wall with his hands and thought that it wasn't such an unpleasant feeling. He felt the warm breath of Mark on his neck and felt it becoming deeper and coarser.
After what seemed a short time, Mark started to moan softly. "You are a very good fuck, man... a good, good fuck... Do you like my piston in your pipe?"
"Oh yes."
"Yeah, move that ass... make me enjoy the ride! A wonderful mouth, a nice ass, what more..."
"Don't you miss a pussy?" Jeremy said ironically, thinking at the macho attitude of the boy.
"Who cares. Your male pussy is more than good enough, my... Aaaah... ooohhh... Here I come... I... cumm..." he breathed and pushed inside with all his strength, and started to squirt his load, clasping him tightly against his quivering body.
"You came quite soon..." Jeremy said a little disappointed.
"It's been ages I've have a good fuck, a real fuck and with your blow job, you did wonders. I want to meet you again."
"That can be done..." Jeremy said.
"Sure can. Sure will." Mark said leaving the warm and slippery channel.
They dressed in silence.
Then Mark asked, looking in his eyes, "How old are you?"
"Nineteen and half."
"I'm just eighteen. You're the first male I've ever fucked."
"And I'm the first male that's ever fucked you." Jeremy merrily said.
Mark frowned, but soon smiled, "Just don't tell anybody."
"We've done that talk, haven't we?"
"Just wanted to be sure."
"You can sleep between two pillows. You can feel safe."
"About pillows... I'd like to fuck you on a real bed just taking our time."
"Don't you live alone?"
"No, with my grand parents."
"And your parents?"
"Dead. When I was ten years old. Bank robbery. The thieves fired and they both were hit."
"Oh, I'm sorry."
"That's life." said Mark with a tough air. He is playing the real man, Jeremy thought with some sympathy.
They were going downstairs when Mark stopped Jeremy, "Did you like how I fucked your nice arse?"
"Is it relevant?" Jeremy asked with a cunning smile.
"If it wasn't I wouldn't ask." Mark said looking straight in his eyes.
"It was good, I enjoyed it. I like the way you use your beautiful tool..."
"You sure? Aren't you just pulling my leg?"
"No, I'm not pulling your leg at all. I like your beautiful tool as much as I like your nice little arse!" said Jeremy.
Mark frowned, "Don't remind me of that part of our story!"
CONTINUES IN CHAPTER 7
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