Tom and Louis

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and probably will involve male on male sex of various ages. Also note that my characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

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TOM AND LOUIS

by

G. Cutter

Tom Daley, Britain's failed hopeful in the synchronised diving lay back on his bed and glowered at the TV screen in his room. He'd put a brave face on his defeat but he had really been hoping to get a bronze in his event but that was not to be. Most of his training team, his family and legion of fans had sympathised with him and told him how well he'd done and that he'd just been off form. He was a British best, a European best but not a World best. Never mind, he still had his solo event to perform on the twenty second of the month and numerous young ladies and a few young men willing to keep him company.

He could live without the female attention but a couple of the younger male Chinese gynmasts and athletes were a bit of a turn on in a way. For the very first time in his life he'd been exposed to a glut of semi naked young male flesh and his hormones had kicked in. He even got incredibly hard thinking about the Chinese pair who got the gold in synchronised diving . He'd even had a wet dream over them and from his confused recollection he was between the two of them being used and abused.

'Sick,' he spoke to himself and giggled. From what he remembered it had been far from sick, it had been fun and he had the crusty stickiness inside his sleeping shorts to prove it.

For the moment he'd locked himself in his room and hung the 'Do not Disturb' sign on the door hoping it would keep his overkeen chaperones at bay and even his trainers. He was fed up to the teeth with people who just seemd to want to be with him all the time. He didn't seem to get a moments peace and quiet. He even had to lock himself in the bathroom to take a decent wank. The Team Manager had suggested that the Chinese were crafty enough to have planted bugs in each athlete's room but this wasn't seriously considered. If they had and they got exposed there would be a World War III probably with the American Team leading the field. So what, Tom thought, if they got a film of him wanking then no big deal.

His attention was drawn to the screen where the gymnasts were lining up for the horse hopping or whatever it was called. He remembered that the British entry was a nineteen year old lad from Peterborough. Although the sport held no interest at all he made a point of watching as many home country athletes as spoosible, it was only patriotic after all. Once he saw this guy, this Louis Smith give a bit of an interview he was hooked. Now this really was wanking material and the age was just right. Louis looked to be a West Indian or partly at least, he was compact as many gymnasts were but with strong arms and a strong face. Tom thought he looked a bit thuggish with his prison hair cut but he spoke nicely and seemed very polite. Sweet in a nutshell and Tom was in love.

'Take your shirt off,' Tom breathed at the screen but no such luck. He then tried to imagine Louis in the showers but failed dismally. 'Gawd, he's gorgeous.' he felt himslef harden as he watched the show and the finale where Louis thought he'd had a silver but was pipped by a Croatian fugly. 'Aaaah, Louis, Louis,' Tom crooned and laughing with delight jumped onto his bed. He was so hard it was untrue and over one bronze star winner.

'Better than I did,' he moaned to himself and hooked his shorts down allowing the faintest of breezes to play over his jerking five inches of rigid flesh. 'Louis, Louis,' he moaned and grasped his rigid pole slowly working his foreskin to and fro over his slippery glans. 'Suck me, suck me,' he whispered. 'Fuck it,' he shrugged his shorts off and lay there with his bottom half bare. 'Fuck me,' he growled elevating his knees forcing his bum into the air. He fingered his pucker and wanked away, a moment later he licked his finger and toyed with his ring shoving his finger in until it jammed and then made little fucky motions still wanking away and imagining Louis on the bed with him. 'Let's do this properly,' he muttered and jumped from the bed ripping his shirt off. Grabbing his muscle relaxer he dipped his finger in and extracted a glob and smeared it over the handle of his hair brush. He'd bought this from the souvenir shop mainly because it had a round handle about four inches long and put him in mind of a boy's penis, ideal for the odd moments of solo passion.

Hidden camera or not he leapt back up on the bed now fully naked and re-positioned, this time he slowly worked the smooth and oil coated handle up his bum as far as he could and then grabbed his erection with an oily hand. He was off. He kept Louis's brown body firmly in his imagination and flogged away at his five inch boy cock until his balls tightened up. One last effort and he was rewarded by a surging heat and he shot streamer after streamer of boy cum up over his belly and chest. Some even landed on his lips and he licked it free imagining Louis's cock had been against his mouth. 'Whatta rush,' he flopped on the bed exhausted. 'Damn good job I locked the door,' he giggled. He licked his fingers as he scooped his thick spunky puddles from his belly, Louis cum, he dreamed.

An hour later Tom was back at it, searching for news on Louis he found out that the even he'd watched was history. It had happened six hour previously and Louis should be well over it by now. On impulse he grabbed the Village Directory and found both Louis's room number and phone number, on a further impulse he dialed but got what he took to be an engaged tone. In frustration he slapped the phone down and searched the profile of athletes on the built in computer supplied. It was very limited in scope but did give an excellent outline of every national team and individual participant. He found Louis and studied him, the more he read the more he liked. A bit unruly at school, self willed and a striver... no mention of a girl friend either.

He checked out the clock and saw it was just before eleven, time he was in bed. On the spur of the moment he dialled Louis's number again and got lucky.

'Louis Smith, TeamGB,' a voice answered.

'Hi, this is Tom Daley... diver for...'

'Yeah, I know who you are, Tom.' he voice cut him off. 'Nice to hear from you especially at this time of night.'

'I thought I'd phone you and congratulate you on your bronze, brilliant stuff.'

'Thank you,' Louis chuckled. 'Could have been better.'

'Hey,' Tom hooted. 'Don't put yourselve down, you were well tasty.'

'Well tasty?'

'Good, I mean,' Tom gulped. 'Great.'

'We'll have to meet up and have a chat,' Louis suggested. 'I'm knee deep in old men all taking a load of poo, I'm a bit pissed off with it all.'

'Me to,' Tom admitted taken aback a bit but pleased all the same. 'I'm just having my bedtime chocolate,' Tom tried to sound inviting. 'You could always pop around.'

'Now?'

'Why not, I haven't got a curfew/'

'OK... get the drinks lined up, I'll be there in ten.' The phone went silent and Tom fell back onto his bed.

He'd done it. Louis Smith was visiting him in his room... alone. No chaperones, no eavesdroppers, no spies. He hurriedly put his loose long silken trousers on and his team shirt but underneath he was totally naked, he hoped that Louis would notice but then again would Louis be interested in a fourteen year old boy. 'Play it cool,' he whispered to himself.

It was fifteen minutes later and just after room service had delivered Tom's late night drink but doubled up this time that there was a knock on the door. Tom scurried across to admit Louis Smith who was dressed in an identical kit as himself. Tom wondered if the handsome brown youngster was underwear free as well.

'Come in, come in,' he babbled and felt the colour rising to his cheeks. 'I thought you were fabulous on the horse.'

'I thought you were fabulous on the board,' Louis countered and grinned shyly and shut the door. Tom quickly flipped the lock over and looked at his guest. 'The drinking chocolate has just arrived.'

'We could have shared a wine if this place was civilised,' Louis laughed accepting his mug. 'Wine for Olympians surely?'

'Surely,' Tom agreed sitting on the room's sofa alongside the dark skinned young man. 'I loved your stuff earlier.'

'Loved yours,' Louis looked sideways. 'Just a bit overdressed,' he sniggered.

'Overdressed?' Tom looked mystified for a moment and then realised what Louis had said. Well, he had chaperones to protect him from older men chatting him up but Louis wasn't a dirty old man who skirt the fringes of athletics preying on younger up and coming stars. Louis was a young man himself, barely above being a youth let alone a man. 'I though you looked dead sexy in that kit of yours,' he risked with his heart in him mouth.

Tom sat silently on the sofa a ventured a look to his side and Louis was looking at him with a big grin on his dark face. 'Nervous, my Tom.'

'No,' Tom's voice broke in a squeak.

'Do you know what I thiought when I watched you up on that diving board?'

'No,' Tom replied in a whisper.

'I thought how much I'd like to see you there naked or better still in my arms naked...' Louis's eyes bored into Tom's as his face came closer. 'What do you say to that?'

'Ditto,' Tom heard himself reply in a squeak as Louis's face drew even nearer and he felt warm breath on his mouth and then the first feel of hot lips against his. He moaned as Louis's arm encircled his neck and pulled him into a close embrace. Without thinking his hand dropped to Louis's crotch and he felt the heat and hardness through the thin material. 'Louis,' he sighed and wrapped his hand around the thickness of the blood gorged organ. 'Louis...'

'Tom...' Louis didn't say any more. he lay Tom out on the sofa and then changing his mind he lifted the boy in his arms and carried him to the bed laying him gently down and then laying with him. 'Sod the drink,' he whispered and lifting the bottom of Tom's silken shirt kissed the flat boyish belly and then kissed up edging the shirt up and sucking on Tom's already hard nipples. Tom quickly tugged the shirt off over his head amazed that things had happened so fast. He was as hard as a chocolate frog and the feel of Louis's lips on his belly and chest were driving him mad. He writhed around the bed as Louis headed south.

'Louis. Louis, Louis,' he groaned and wriggled as he felt the older boy start to lower the thin trousers. He heard Louis chuckle as pubics appeared and then Tom's firm young cock sprang out and up flopping onto his belly.

'Whoa... little big man,' Louis grinned lustfully and ducked his head taking the end of Tom's twitching cock into his mouth. Tom gasped and his back arched allowing Louis to grasp firm young bottom, a bottom Louuis was pretty certain was virgin and his for the asking. He took Tom's rampant meat right down into his gullet fondling and squeezing the boy's firm young cheeks as Tom started to fuck into his mouth.

'Stop, stop.' Tom suddenly grabbed Louis's head. 'Get undressed, get up with me,' he demanded.

'What both of us?' Louis looked shocked.

'Duh,' Tom rolled his eyes.

'Alright, alright,' Louis laughed and peeled his shiirt off. Tom watched avidly as his hero's hunky and superbly muscled brown chest came into view. He held his breath and gulped as Louis swiftly peeled his trousers off displaying his own erection in his briefs. He then tugged them off and stood for a moent with his huge brown skinned cock jutting free, it's foreskin was long gone and his shiny purple headed glans shone with his precum as he knelt on the bed hovering over Tom's supine form.

'Sixty nine,' Tom husked.

'I love it when you talk dirty,' Louis grinned never thinking it would come to this. He knew when he measured that he had over six inches maybe even six and a half but the thought of Tom Daley sucking on it made it feel even bigger and heavier. He knelt over Tom taking the smaller boy's cock into his mouth again. He felt Tom's hand on him as Tom guided the massive brown object to his lips.

Tom never thought he'd do this sort of thing but he was following his dream path, he gently tugged Louis's harndess down to his mouth and took his first lick and then suck of man cock and it tasted and felt great. So smooth and as Louis dropped his middle Tom felt the hot shaft glide into hsi throat. He felt he was going to choke as the huge lump filled his mouth but they both pressed on. Louis was now taking Tom's smaller cock in all the way so that his nose was brushing against Tom's tight balls and Tom was accepting around half of Louis, sucking and slobbering at the mass that filled his mouth. The thought of Louis ramming that huge object up his arse didn't scare him, it made him even harder and he moaned and groaned around the slippery lump filling his maw.

Suddenly Tom spasmed, he couldn't stop himself, he felt his red hot juices surge up his shaft and splatter into Louis's sucking. Louis swallowed and sucked away at Tom's boyhood as it squirted time and time again filling his mouth with creamy cum but then it was his turn. He groaned and rolled onto his side taking Tom sucking like a lamprey all the way. When he came Tom sucked and swallowed eagerly as thick creamy spunk flowed into his mouth. He felt like he was drowning in the stuff but drank and gobbled with his adam's apple jerking up and down as he drained his new lover. It was finished but not entirely. A rapid reversal on Tom's part and the pair indulged in a bout of spunky kissing messily transferring their joint cums from mouth to mouth.

'Now that was dirty,' Tom lay back with a big grin on his shiny face. 'Dirty, dirty, dirty,' he wrigged with the sheer delight of it all. He'd sucked and been sucked how much better could it get. He tentatively stroked Louis's smooth brown buns. Yeah, it could get better.'

'If you're thinking what I am...' Louis looked at him with a sly grin. 'I could swag you away tomorrow afternoon... have a look at the track events or something.'

'Track events?' Tom sniffed his contempt.

'In my room,' Louis whispered. 'I could volunteer to be your chaperone, let the ladies do their thing.'

'And what would we do in your room?' Tom asked.

'Make love,' Louis rolled Tom over and to the youngster's surprise glued his mouth to Tom's sweaty crack. Tom squirmed as he felt Louis's wet and warm tongue between his cheeks.

'All the way? He giggled into the pillow.

'All the way,' Louis confirmed. 'Both of us. An experience for both of us I suspect.'

'Yeah,' Tom forced his way back into Louis's ready arms. 'Your room, madly passionate, sweaty and all the way shagging tomorrow... sounds wicked.'

Tom slept well after Louis had left. He'd arranged to meet his beautiful brown skinned athlete at lunch tomorrow and tomorrow he was going to have his first taste of bum. He was going to have sex by fair means or foul, chaperones regardless. Louis had a plan and it sounded like a good one, it made sense for a young boy to want young male company, even his girly minders had spotted that he was getting increasingly annoyed at being guarded all the time. They'd probably be delighted to hand the task over to an upright young man like Louis... and a bronze medal winner at that. To Tom getting to share of hot and sweaty sex with Louis Smith was better than a medal.

The morning passed as it normally did with Tom and his team practicing until he declared he'd had enough. He'd given his best and they seemed satisfied. He also announced that the bronze medal winner, Louis Smith was giving him a tour around the track events and he could quite easily do without his lady chaperones. Surprisingly enough they readily agreed and by lunchtimne Tom felt like a cat that had made off with a goldfish and the canary, in a phrase, he was over the moon. The little plot had worked perfectly.

Later and free of their followers, admirers and other sundry hangers on Louis and Tom made their way back to their accomodation mooching around in the souvenir shop until the time was right. As soon as there was a lull in the foot traffic they beetled across to the stairs and they were on their way to Louis's rather isolated quarters.

'We goint to be left alone?' Tom asked anxiously.

'I put the word out that I was down the track with you, there are so many spectators down there no one could possible check.'

'Great,' Tom kept an eye open for any casual observers and tried not to look too suspicious himself as Louis opened up and after they were both inside Louis locked the door and made sure the curtains were drawn. It was time for the great adventure to begin.

'Just you and me, kid,' Louis grabbed the boy's waist and brought Tom's more than willing body in for an embarce.

'Right, Lu-Lu.' Tom grinned cheekily and clasped Louis's well muscled buttocks. He closed his eyes as he felt the darker boy's warmth against him and then the pressure as both their cocks expanded inside their briefs and pushed out against the thin material. 'God, I'm hot,' he clung to Louis and tilted his head up as the taller boy's lips sought his.

'You are hot,' Louis grinned. 'So hot,' he lifted Tom and placed him on the bed. This time there was no foreplay, they both ripped off their team tracksuits and then more slowly removed their undershirts and briefs. 'Yummy...' Louis was straight down onto Tom's groin kissing and nuzzling at the youngster's jerking and twitching cock. 'Oh, yeah. I got some stuff,' he produced a plastic pot from under his pillows. Super Muscle Relaxant... it's soluble in water, easy to wash off.'

'Starters,' Tom giggled. 'Lube?'

'Yeah, something like that ,' Louis uncapped the pot allowing Tom to take a smell. It was nice Tom decided, minty but fresh and after he'd fingered a pinch of the stuff he decided it was super smooth more so than his cheaper version. He put his oily finger into Louis's navel and twirled it and then let his hand drift down onto the older boy's hot hardness.

'We doing it?' Tom decided to take lead and rolled over onto his belly opening his legs. Louis couldn't believe it, the moment had arrived and the young diver was offering himself as if on a plate. He bent over and kissed the firm fleshy globes and then half lay on his lover with one knee gently massaging the moving flesh. 'You're not shoving your knee in there,' Tom's voice quavered.

'No, I'm not,' Louis whispered and moving again got himself into a kneeling position between Tom's outspread legs, a little outwards pressure and he saw Tom's crack open up and the first sighting of virginal pucker. The wrinkled surround was darker skinned than Tom's body but his smooth inner showed a dark red as Louis flathanded the boy's succulent buttocks opening up his back door. Without any more messing around Louis scooped some of the lotion onto his fingers and swiped them from top to bottom down Tom's crack and as the boy yelped and quivered he stroked across the smooth sphincter finally easing one finger into the tight warmth.

'Ooooooh...' Tom wailed as he felt the intrusion but soon relaxed as he felt Louis's finger inside him find his prostate and begin a slow up and down presing softly against the fleshy nub. 'Jeez... Louis,' he moaned pushing his bum up onto the oily digit. 'That is getting me so hard.'

'Don't cum,' Louis whispered urgently. 'This is a two way remember.'

'I haven't forgotten,' Tom gave a shaky laugh into the pillow as he felt the finger slip free. It was immediately replaced by a bigger intrusion, two oiled fingers parted his ring and he felt the stretch and a slight pain as Louis's penetrated him and started his work.

Louis was indeed a novice at this sort of thing but his own common sense told him that his big cock was going to stretch Tom's tight arse. The return match didn't worry him as he knew he was bigger framed than Tom and logically, bigger frame, bigger back door or so he assumed. The point was he had to ease Tom's sphincter, he had to stretch and relax that all imoprtant muscle before even attempting to feed his thick and extremely hard organ into his little lover. Love was the key word, they weren't animals having a painful rut, they were youngsters sharing an experience and hopefully both enjoying what they did. No one wanted to hurt anyone but they both knew what they wanted as the bottom line and that was to penetrate and take their lovers all the way.

The dark skinned and tough looking gymnast now looking tender and almost nervous moved his fingers around inside Tom's tight back end feeling the muscle give little by little and the hole become slick with the amount of glop he's fed it. He wanked himself with his oily hand admiring his jutting six and a half in all it's shiny glory as he knelt upright.

'You ready?' Tom's voice broke as he clutched the pillow. His bottom felt quite fluid with the oil inside and his ring opened quite easily as Louis tried two fingers again.

'I guess. Tell me if it hurts too much.'

'You bet on it,' Tom giggled and lifted his middle as Louis dragged a pillow under ready for the assault.

Tom gasped and winced as he felt Louis's slippery glans nudge between his cheeks and press against his pucker. He tensed himself as he felt a pressure and then pain as Louis dropped his body just a fraction. Tom bit into the pillow as he felt the pain intensify and then seemed to ease. He could feel a hot lump inside him and from Louis's sigh of satisfaction knew that the older boy was in him. Tom felt sore and gapingly open at the back as he felt the mass slide inside him deeper and deeper. He knew he was absorbing Louis's thick brown shaft and he could damn well feel it, he felt so stretched and bloated and then Louis started to move.

'So tight, so smooth,' Louis whispered as his lips came down on Tom's clean shaven neck. 'Bloody amazing,' Louis allowed his body to drop even more sinking deeper and deeper into Tom's deflowered body. Louis was fucking and trying his hardest not to cum too soon, this was heaven, bliss and all those other words. This is what he'd dreamt of, his own boy, a good looker and even famous. He was fucking a star and now Tom wriggled under him and pushed up a little. 'You OK, little lover?'

'Getting there,' Tom chuckled but there was relief there. He;'d relaxed his death grip on the pillow and now he squirmed a little as he began to feel Louis's weight on his back and felt the first touch of Loui's crisp pubics on his bottom.

'Gotcha,' Louis groaned as he seated himself firmly into Tom's soft bum and then pressed harder squashing Tom's flesh and causing the boy to cry out. 'Sorry, sorry.'

'It's so big,' Tom moaned but shoved upwards all the same onto Louis's slow movements. 'Alright now though,' he gave a little giggle and squeezed his bottom on the slippery brown spike gliding in and out of his hole. The entry had hurt but that was brief. Now all he could feel was the hot mass inside him and Louis's smooth body on his back, they were joined and he pushed up harder as Louis began to move faster. 'Go for it, Lou.'

Louis did. As Tom shoved his bottom up into the air Louis raised himself and they finished with Louis fucking downwards into Tom's now totally relaxed bottom. In fact the faster Louis fucked the harder Tom pushed onto the thrusts. It couldn't last, Louis gave a prolonged moan and rammed in hard and deep. Tom closed his eyes as he felt the mass inisde his gut seem to swell and then pump and throb, he giggled as he felt the warm juices squirt and spurt inside him and the immediate easing. He slowly and carefully lay back down on the bed and Louis still slowly moving went with him. Tom lay there still pronged by the softening penis in his belly but sated and somewhat proud of the white slime in his belly. He'd actually taken a man and he loved it.

No, that's best kept secret, he thought. He liked it, the 'love' word was a bit strong but he'd do it again and again with his Lou. He'd fallen in love.

Louis carefully withdrew grabbing a towel but not before examining Tom's little ring. It looked a bit puffy and spunk oozed in a tiny trickle but it seemed intact apart from being no longer virgin. As he rammed the towel between Tom's cheeks Tom span around and grabbed him pulling him closer for a gum mumbing kiss. Moments later their tongues entwined as they racked up the passion.

'How was it?' Louis finally asked.

'Wicked,' Tom's eyes sparkled. 'The best ever.'

'Good,' Louis sighed with relief. It would have been a disaster if Tom had said that he was in pain and no more nooky but he hadn't and Louis knew they'd be doing it a lot more before they parted.

'You didn't cum either,' Louis looked at Tom's cherry red glans smeared with precum. he was going to take that very shortly and amazingly enough he wanted it, he wanted the smaller boy to shag him and then they would be paid up lovers, versatiles, AC/DCs, whatever you called it. No butch and bitch but equal partners, boy friends.

'I nearly squirted at the end but I held it in, thinking of you,' Tom grinned. 'Louis Smith's tight brown bottom.'

'All yours,' Louis laughed and flopped out on the bed on his back.

'Well. Roll over,' Tom patted his bottom with the towel, he was oozing Louis juice, he needed a bathroom but he needed Louis more.

'From the front,' Louis took his knees upto his chest. He was confident of taking Tom's five inches this way and he wanted to watch the boy as he fucked and more importantly when he climaxed, that wonderful moment when the kid sent his seed into another for the first time. I can admit to being Tom Daley's first bitch in my memoirs, Louis though with a giggle.

'What's funny?' Tom posed ready for action smearing his penis with the muscle relaxant which was so smooth and slippery, it felt like a thick oil. He gently prodded Louis's tautly spread pucker and gasped as his finger went straight in and the thing seemed to clamp on his finger as he felt the internal heat.

'Not too much,' Louis groaned and bending up he grasped Tom's waving member and brought it nearer to his pucker. 'Go on, Tom. Slowly.'

Tom held his breath as he shuffled in close and then leant forward guiding his shiny knob to the oiled fleshy opening. One push was all it took and he nearly fainted as he felt himself sink into Louis and the older boy's flesh seemed to clamp on him tightly as Louis moaned. A further push and he felt his knob sink deeper and his shaft now gripped by Louis's slick tunnel and then he was fucking. He couldn't hold off, he was so horny and he'd been ready for this moment all day. He felt Louis's legs come down onto his back and then he worked his way in deep and hard as Louis grabbed his neck and brought their lips together. This was superb, Tom felt a gold medal winner as he moved in and out of his boyfriend's tight body and felt Louis's legs, arms and lips hold him steady save for his hips which moved up and down driving his rampant cock in harder and faster as he shagged his little heart out.

'Rabbit boy,' Louis murmured fondly at one stage thoroughly enjoying the feel of Tom's virility plundering his bottom. All doubts and misgivings about playing the bottom to a kid were gone. Tom wasn't a kid, he was a randy little man and was proving it as he rammed and slammed his way to a climax.

When it came it came as a surprise to both of them, Tom squealed as his felt his super heated cum shoot from his cock deep into his lover time and time again. He cum so much he felt as if he'd emptied himself. It was one of the best, better even than the blow job and he kissed frantically still slowly moving in and out of Louis flooded bum as the older boy's legs dropped.

'Now that was a good one,' Louis stroked down his partner's sweaty back. 'You can do that any time you like.'

Tom beamed. Doing something he'd only dreamt of and getting complimented... wow! He wondered how many of his schoolmates would like to do something like this instead of homework, how many could he talk into it, that was the point. 'I want you to do me like that next time,' he said smiling down at Louis and rubbed his nose onto his lover's sharing their sweat. 'From the front.'

They must have lay there for an hour and both disappeared at one point to attend to the downside of being pumped full of cum but they returned and played and toyed with each other for most of the afternoon. There was no rush and both were intent on savouring the proximity and pleasure of each other's company. In the end they went to the bathroom which had a huge bath as well as a shower.

'Shower or bath?' Louis grinned.

'Shower,' Tom decided and that was even more fun. Soapy gropes and soapy fingerings but the time they were done they were both sporting stiffies and Tom for one was ready for more action. He stepped from the shower and lay on the thick carpet away from the bath. He rolled onto his back and looked up at Louis. 'Man or mouse.'

'Mouse,' Louis grinned as Tom's face dropped. 'A mouse looking for a little hole to get into,' he dropped to his knees and flipped Tom over and pulled him up into a doggy position on all fours.

'Aaaoow, I wanna frontal ,' Tom whined.

'In a minute, Sweet Cheeks.' Louis knelt and parting Tom's buttocks shoved his face into the still wet flesh licking and lapping at Tom's tight and still slightly puffy pucker. Tom wriggled and giggled, his new boyfriend had hidden talents. He parted his legs and pushed his bottom back onto the flickering tongue and wet suction. He was still enjoying his rimming when Louis moved and Tom felt a slippery object between his legs. One thrust and Tom dropped his head whining as he felt iron hard flesh slip into his gut for the second time that afternoon. This time he pushed back firmly as he felt the whole length enter him in one go. He wriggled his satisfaction as he felt Louis's hand reach under and play with his own erection.

'Sorry, I got carried away,' Louis apologised.

'No matter,' Tom grunted as he pushed back against the meaty thwacks. 'We've got another week.'

THE END

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