STE, ROB AND SPECIAL GUEST
Rob wasn't gay. He knew he wasn't gay and he had no reason whatsoever to question his sexualality. Ever since he hit puberty at 12, the thing that had been on his mind the most had been girls. Constantly. He'd never doubted that women was for him. He lost his virginity at 13 to his girlfriend at the time, Loreen, and he'd been having sex since. He cheated on Loreen with her best friend, then slept with half the girls in his year group. He realised at a very young age that the saying 'Once you pop you can't stop' was very much true. He was addicted to women. Sex was like his cocaine. He'd never needed to touch drugs, being merely satisfied by the juicy goodness that was the pussy. Rob wasn't fussy. He loved girls. He loved thin girls, fat girls, bubbly girls, shy girls, pretty girls, minging girls. He went for hairy pussy, shaved pussy, big tits, small tits. He wasn't funny. Just give him a girl, with a pussy. and Rob would be in there like a shot. Â And he'd never felt the need to have a relationship.
Until he met Annalise. That girl changed his life, perhaps for the better. Sure, they were no longer together- on account of Rob treating her like a doormat most of the time, something which he'd regreted all the time- but you can't undo the past. And God know's Rob has tried. And now Annalise is dating his best friend Scott. And it hurts. It really does. But it's something that Rob knows he deserves- to feel just that little bit of hurt that he'd been putting on Annalise for all them years.
Yet, despite all this, and Rob's love of the Goodness that is Woman. Rob was having a gay crisis. A major gay crisis. And it felt utterly, utterly bizarre. Yet, somehow, Rob was.. intrigied by it.
Seeing Ste Hay being fucked on the grass by Dodger Savage was perhaps the most single arousing thing Rob has ever witnessed in his life. And it wasn't Dodger who got him all hot he could hardly breathe. Dodger was hot, granted, but Rob was transfixed by the cute chav teen that was Steven. There was just something about him, the way he took Dodger's dick like a champ.. It made him confused. No scratch that, he wasn't confused. No, Rob knew what he wanted. And it might have come as a shock to him, for a while. But fuck it. Ste's hot. Rob's hot. Why not make something hot?
Now all Rob needed to do was get the young father of two alone. *
Working alone was shit. Doug was currently AWOL and Ste was rushed off his feet at the deli. He had hired Barney to help, but he'd been fucking useless. And if Ste had one more rude customer, he wouldn't be responsible for his actions. Because he knew that someone would be bitch slapped.
By 3.00pm, The final straw for Ste occured when a rude customer called up and complained that he put Red Onions in his Pasta Salad instead of White Onions. Ste hung up the phone and cursed the fucking arsehole. Shutting up shop, Ste had every intention of going to the pub and getting shitfaced. So what if it wasn't even dark outside, everyone was allowed to have down days. And this day was definetly a down fucking day.
Walking down the street, Ste ducked around the corner when he saw Barney. Fuck, he couldn't be dealing with that posh bastard right now.
"Hiding?" a voice came from behind him which made Ste literally jump.
"Fuck me" Ste groaned "Trying to scare me half to death?"
Rob laughed.
Ste hadn't spoken to Rob before. But it's not like Rob would have been interested in him. He was a fucking student and Ste was pretty sure he was dating that uptight chick Annalise, who Ste could have sworn just needed a good fucking rodgering and it might loosen her up a bit.
"Sorry, lad" Rob spoke "But I'm hiding from him aswell. Dude has been doing my head in all day". Rob paused, looked at Ste, and then continued "But I'm gonna cut to the chase here. How about you come back to the halls, and you know, let me fuck you?"
If Ste had been drinking, the drink would have been all over Rob at this instant. But seeing as he didn't have a drink, he stood there like a moron with his mouth wide open.
"Dude" Rob spoke, waving a patronising hand in front of Ste's face "If your gonna have your mouth open like that, I'll get the wrong idea and stick me knob in it".
Ste was furious. And aroused. Rob had a cheek coming on to him like that, who'd he think Ste was- the gay slag of Hollyoaks? But then, Ste had started to realise that perhaps he actually WAS the gay slag of Hollyoaks.
"What?" Ste asked "Do you think I'm some sort of slag or sumfing? I'm not just going to come back to your flat and let you fuck me". Rob shrugged. "Look, I'll be honest. I saw you. The other night. You and Dodger, on the grass. It was.. fucking hot".
Ste, for perhaps the first time in his life, was lost for words.
"But even though I don't have muscles as big as Dodger- I'm pretty sure I can rock your world".
Ste thought for a moment. But then decided that, fuck it. Opportunies like these wasn't going to come around very often. "Fine" Ste spoke matter of factly. He walked up to Rob, pushed him up against the wall and grabbed his flacid cock through the material of Rob's jeans. "Nice" Rob let out a groan through the sudden contact but just as suddenly as it started, Ste seized movement. "I'm not doing it outside here again" Ste stated "I'm still trying to get them grass stains of me joggers".
Slamming the door of the halls shut, Rob found himself once again pushed up against the wall by a cock-hungry Steven Hay. "Do you kiss?" the chavvy teenager asked the student. Rob shrugged. Â Instead of waiting for a reply, Ste leaned forward and planted a kiss on the Black haired rugby player. It didn't take long for Rob to reply to kiss, both mouths opening hungrigly and accepting the other's tounge. As the kiss grew more passionate and intense, Ste's hand crept up the sporty lad's top, taking in the hint of hair on the 6 packed stomach. Rob's tounge was clashing with Ste's as the lad groaned at the touch of Ste's cold hand on his stomach.
It didn't take long for Ste to rid off the unnesacary garment that was Rob's t-shirt. He pulled it off the rugby players head and threw it across the room. Still hungrily kissing the now fully erect student, Ste's hand crept up to touch Rob's nipple which proved all to sensitive for the lad causing him to groan through the kisses.
Stopping the kiss, Rob decided to take control. Pushing Ste off of him, he grabbed the lad's hand and literally run into his room. slamming the door behind him. When in the safeness of his room, Ste took his own t-shirt off, his lack of confidence  becoming apparent when he compared his tiny chest to Rob's impress one. But it didn't seem to bother Rob, who grabbed the father of two and pushed him on the bed. Straddling him, he ran his tounge all the way down the smooth, skinny body of the twink lad causing Ste to groan with pleasure from the sensation. Seizing at Ste's belly button, Rob blew into the holey appendage before coming to the waitband of Ste's jogging bottoms. Pulling them down, Rob was surprised at the bulge coming from Ste's Calvin Klien boxers. He didn't remember it being this big and promiment when he was riding Dodger, but perhaps he was too focused on watching the beautiful twink take all off Dodger's impressive tool. Ste kicked off his jogging bottoms and Rob smirked as he took off his own trousers, revealing his near naked body.
He was wearin a jock strap.
A jock strap.
Ste nearly came on the spot.
Standing up, Ste decided to take control.
"Bend the fuck over".
Rob wasn't going to argue. And he was more intrigued then anything.
Kneeling on the bed, Rob wasn't sure what to expect. Ste, now on the bed alongside him, grabbed Rob's arsecheeks and slapped them hard. Rob let out a satisfied groan, surprising even himself when he felt his cock stiffen even more. Who knew he'd be into the kinky shit? Then pure magic happened. Ste, confidence growing, stuck his tounge slowly inside Rob's arse, which was basically naked except the jockstrap. Rob suddenly thought he'd died and gone to heaven. Because, seriously, who knew having a tounge inside your arse could feel so good? As Ste continued to lick Rob's arse, rimming the fuck out of him, Rob couldn't keep his hands off his dick. Stroking his 7 inch dick as Ste continued to pleasure his arse with his magical, magical tounge, Rob felt himself growing closer to the edge of glory.
"You like that?" Ste asked, gruffly, inbetween licks.
"Fuck... yes" was all that Rob could manage. Apparently speech wasn't an option right now.
Ste's tounge went deeper and deeper inside Rob's hole, causing the lad to pick up pace on his dick. Suddenly, the tounge was replaced by a finger. And fuck, it hurt. Ste pushed the finger deeper into Rob's hole, causing him to groan in a mixture of pleasure and pain. A second finger soon followed and soon Rob was starting to enjoy it. Fuck, it was seriously fucked up but his dick, which was now even more closer to erupting, was apparently enjoying it. Ste picked up pace with his finger fucking, and soon a third finger had entered Rob's virgin hole. By now, Rob was pretty sure he WAS in heaven because there was no way on earth having a dude's fingers up your anus was meant to be this good. But apparently it was.
"Now" Ste spoke, and even though he couldn't see his face- Rob could tell that the father of two was smiling. "I'm gonna fuck you".
And Rob should have protested. He should have been like "HOLY SHIT, NO" but instead, all he said was "Thank fuck".
Turning over, Rob laid on the bed. Ste took off Rob's jockstrap, smelling it, before chucking it on the floor. He took hold off Rob's 7 inch uncut beautiful dick and wanked it for a few times, before he took his position on the bed. Pulling off his own boxer shorts, Rob nearly drooled at the sight of Ste's pulsating 9 inch dick. He wanted it in his mouth, but it became apparent that Ste was on a mission. And said mission involved destroying Rob's arsehole.
"Right" Ste spoke, as he took his own dick in his hand and began wanking it. "This will hurt for a while, but believe me, by the time I'm finished your be fucking loving it", He paused "And that's a promise".
Standing up, Ste got off the bed and Rob got back on it. Kneeling down, he could feel Ste getting back on the bed, behind him. Rob grabbed hold of the mattress as Ste bent down and kissed his arse reassuringly. Holding onto Rob's arse with one hand, whilst the other held onto his eager cock, Ste slowly entered Rob's virgin hole. A loud groan, which was one off pain and not pleasure, left Rob's mouth. But Ste continued entering Rob. After a few thrusts, Rob suddenly went from being in hell to begin in fucking heaven again. Suddenly, Ste hit the spot and Rob went from being flacid to being rock hard again in a matter of seconds. "Holy christ" Rob groaned as Ste picked up pace. Holding onto Rob, he thrusted hard into the lad's hole, serioiusly aroused at being the first dude to have access to the hunky rugby player's arse which before tonight was a no-go area. Changing postitions, Ste laid on the bed as Rob sat down on his dick. Rob had to get used to havng a dick in his arse again, but in no time at all, he was riding Ste's dick like a pro. His own dick was pulsating in front of Ste, as the deli worker continued to pound into Rob's arse like a pro, knees in the air. Rob was groaning. Scratch that, Rob was moaning.
"Fuck me, Fuck me, Oh my God that feels fucking awesome" as Ste continued to thrust in and out of Rob's no longer virgin arse.
Neither of them heard the Hall's door shut.
- Putting his jacket on the chair, Scott smiled to himself as he heard sex coming from Rob's room. He could hear the bed moving at a fast pace and Rob was screaming like he was about to erupt. And he was glad, because if Rob was getting some- it meant he would leave him & Annalise alone to get on with being a couple.
But it soon became apparent to Scott that this was no ordinary hook up. Because he couldn't hear a female. Which he thought was strange. And then.. He heard the unmistakable moan of a second male.
Rob was in there, having sex with a guy.
And somehow, for some reason, Scott felt his dick growing stiff.
He knew he shouldn't. He wasn't gay. And he didn't really want to see his friend fucking some dude. But something in his brain told him too. Told him too open the door. So he did. He opened the door. But neither of them heard him enter the room.
And it was soon apparent to Scott that Rob wasn't the fucker, but the fuckee. And for some reason, seeing his best friend riding a quite impressive dick, made him even stiffer. And he couldn't help but let his hand disappear inside his trousers. His dick was pratically begging to be touched. And he couldn't deny his tool the need to be touched.
As he touched his dick, his jeans dropped to the floor. He stepped out of them, not caring. Neither of the lads noticed. Rob was too focused on his arse being destroyed by the dick that was inside him. Scott couldn't see the face off the guy who was fucking him, all he saw was his very hairy legs and his really stiff, big dick. And he could tell the guy was skinny as a twig. But boy he knew how to fuck. Rob was making all sorts of incorrehant noises that made Scott more aroused then was surely allowed.
Wrapping his hand around his massive, begging dick, Scott groaned and closed his eyes. All he could hear was the loud groaning of Rob as his arse got fucked, the moaning of the lad fucking him and the noise of the lad's balls slapping against Rob's arse. And then he opened his eyes. Both of the lads were still fucking. Rob was close to the edge if his screaming was anything to go by. Scott pulled down his boxers, and kicked them to the other side of the room. He was going to take a risk now. Walking over to the lads fucking, he simply continued to wank and said "Fancy another?"
- Rob's eyes shot open and he turned around to see his best friend standing there with a smile on his face. And he was horrified. Yet, he couldn't and wouldn't stop the goodness of having Ste's dick inside his arse. It took him a few seconds too notice that his friend was half naked, with his own brown 10 inch dick in his hands. Fuck. It was huge.
Ste was intrigued as he continued to thrust into Rob's arse with all his might. Staring at Scott wanking was just so arousing. But he knew that both he and Rob were seriously close to climax. But apparently not as close as Scott.
"Fucking shit, this is some good sex" Scott groaned as he furiously tugged at his own cock. Watching his best friend get fucked by Ste Hay was not something he thought would ever happen, and even if it did, he never thought he'd be standing there fucking enjoying it. And he must have been really, really enjoying it because in a matter of minutes Scott felt himself about to erupt.
"Come on my face" Ste groaned as he continued to fuck his best friend. Scott wasn't one to deny someone what they wanted. Coming closer to the bed, Scott aimed his big dick at Ste's sweaty face and after a few more wanks on it, he squirted a powerful jet of salty, hot spunk all over Ste's face. Witnessing that sent Rob over the edge, and a few seconds later, he was furiously stroking at his own dick as the force of Ste's cock in his arse turned him on even more. A few moments later, Rob let out his own powerful shot of cum, marking Ste's chest which was laden with sweat and now Rob's white cum.
Spent, Rob slide off Ste's dick.
Scott wanted to suck Ste's dick, so he basically dropped to his knees. Ste smiled at the cute lad, pushed his dick down Scott's throat and allowed the boy to get used to the taste of cock. But it didn't take long for Ste to cum, and soon he was shooting a very willing load down Scott's throat. And despite it being his first time, Scott swallowed like a pro.
- "Next time" Scott stated as he wiped his mouth "I want to join in". Taking off his top, he joined his best friend and Ste in the small shower.
"Sure" Ste smiled "The more the merrier".
"Shit" Rob laughed "I had no idea being done by a dude could be so fun".
Ste. lathering himself up with Rob's Lynx showergel simply smiled. "Glad you had fun. Because next time, I want both of you in me. I want you both to fuck me. At the same time".