Watching the Miners 4
(Going down the shaft)
The shower door shut behind him with a gentle click. Josh looked at me intensely with dark eyes brimming with excitement. He was not as big as the other miners, and relatively young at 35, but still he had a hard firm body and a stomach you could eat your lunch off, he looked intensely masculine like the Marlborough man, and turned me on. He was only wearing tight white cotton boxers that did little to constrain his excitement. I longed to rip them off, to be fucked by him, to feel a proper man's dick up my hard arse. I stood there before him covered in suds with an erection young could mine with.
I could smell the sleep on him, a sheen of sweat hung over his body from his vigorous morning wank, I longed to lick that sweat off. He walked towards the tap and without taking off his boxers stood under the warm shower, the water soaked down him and sponged across his boxers making them turn translucent revealing all he had to offer. The glimpse that I had had earlier had not done him justice, I marvelled at the size of his thick manly dick as it strained against the wet cotton, nestling beautifully in a clump of rich dark pubic hairs. Staring at his huge dick, I realised that I was staring at a dick. I gulped and felt strange realising I was here naked and erect with another man, a man? I think at that moment I would have walked out if Josh hadn't walked towards me under the showers and stood so close I could not resist. He stood there before me powerful and dark haired wearing water soaked boxers. I dropped to my knees before him, holding his thighs in each hand and buried my face in his gorgeous packet. I pressed my face as hard as I could through the dripping fabric kissing his shaft through the cotton. I could smell the scent of his groin it excited me more, it smelt better than a woman, it was almost coppery it had a twang to it. I opened my mouth and took the end of penis through the shorts into my mouth, I could taste what must be pre-cum dripping at the end, and above I could hear josh's low growls of satisfaction. His hand roughly grabbed my hard thrusting me harder over his dick and into his groin. I knelt there before him in heaven knowing that any moment my fellow miners might walk in scared yet thrilled at the prospect.
Josh placed his hand under my chin and pulled me to my feet. I stood there before him in awe of him and of the situation. I shudder of joy ran through me as I could feel his penis rub against mine, it felt too good. I stared into his hard face into those deep dark eyes, I stared at his full lips wanting to kiss them, but not sure if I could. To answer my question Josh wrapped his muscly arms around me and pulled me closer to him, and our bodies merged and our lips locked. I would have gasped in pleasure had I not been locked to his lips. His lips were so beautiful they felt like fire on mine, his tongue darted around my mouth like an eel. I was reeling unable to assimilate all the sensations I was receiving, when he slipped his hands down my back to my arse. He place one gnarled hand on each cheek and gently massaged them, I felt myself moan like a prostitute unable to control the feelings. Josh pulled away from my lips.
'Shush we don't want the others to hear.'
Being reminded of other burly miners outside of the door did little to quiet me and I flung myself at his lips grinding my rock hard dick against his, feeling him pulling my buttocks apart. I knew what I wanted now, I wanted to be fucked, to be properly fucked by a man, I didn't know why, but the idea of a hot and hard rod sliding in and out of my arse was all I wanted.
'Fuck me Josh.' I whispered.
A fiery look came over his eyes and he smiled wolfishly.
'Please.' I was almost ashamed of myself begging in this way, but I needed it.
I felt one of his fingers slide between my cheeks. His finger was hard and covered in calluses after years of work. I felt good rubbing along my crack sliding gradually towards the hole I so desperately needed filling. I quivered as the tip of his finger brushed my taut hole. He looked me in a fierce stare, and now it was me who couldn't move.
'You want it?' Was all he asked, my eyes shone in fear and excitement in response. With that look pinning me he plunged his finger deep into my arse. I gasped and pulled away from the kiss. I threw my head back and moaned and his thick digit plunged in further, hard and fast and pleasuring me. I thought I would cum there and then, it was too much for me. The two of us, both hard and burly men naked in a shower, Josh in wet see through boxers with his finger up my arse as our dicks rubbed.
I wanted to growl but I knew I would be heard and the others outside would rush in. He Began to thrust his fat finger in and out of my tight arse. He was whispering in my ear about how 'he was gonna fuck me good', and it turned me on the more. He pulled out and looked at me. I reached down and slid his sopping boxers down to his knees then pushed them the rest of the way down with my foot, allowing his dick to spring free and kiss mine. He pulled me to him hard rubbing his dick against mine and even in the shower leaving a glistening trail of pre-cum.
'Fuck me I.' I begged him but his eyes just laughed back at me, and he thrust his finger savagely deep into my virgin arse. Suddenly he pulled his finger out and brought it up to my lips.
'Suck it clean.' He asked. Gingerly I opened my lips and slowly he slid his fat finger covered in my arse juice into my mouth, I could see in his eyes the deep erotic satisfaction he was getting off seeing me clean his finger and it turned me on even more too. I sucked long and hard on the finger watching as he closed his eyes and moaned in appreciation. Suddenly he pulled his finger out of my mouth and asked.
'Are you ready?'
Was I ready? Was I ever? He stepped back form me watching water roll down my firm hard miner's body and drip off my balls. He licked his lips in anticipation. He walked towards me and gently spun me round. I closed my eyes waiting for the moment when I would become like Burl bent over and fucked like a whore, but no dick invaded my hole. Instead as the water dripped off me I felt warm breath on my arse and a gentle kiss planted on each cheek. Suddenly I felt something warm, wet and soft at my ring. It was his tongue I froze in confusion waiting to see what it would feel like, to have another man lick my hole. I bent over slightly and braced my hands against the wet shower tiles. I felt his hands grab my buttocks and slowly part them. I felt his full lips around my hole, and then I felt his tongue burrow into my passage. It felt glorious delving slowly deeper into my arse, wriggling writhing making me moan and sigh. I could feel the stubble of his morning beard across my arse and this coupled with the fact his long tongue was buried in my arse was nearly too much. Josh felt me shudder almost Cuming and quickly pulled his tongue out of my arse and stood up.
'Are you ready for the real deal Smith?' he whispered in my ear as he pressed me against the wall. I nodded and waited quaking for the moment I had long dreamt of. I felt him move behind me and place his hands above my hips getting a firm grasp. I trembled as I felt the head of his cock dripping with pre-cum vibrating at my wet tight hole.
'Fuck me.' I pleaded for the last time, but I need not have asked for at that second he plunged deep into me without remorse, all the way up to his balls. I was left gasping in shock yet reeling with joy. 'Ohh' was all I could say. I felt Jones' lips by my ear, 'You want it hard don't you?'
I nodded and with that he pulled out of me completely leaving my now empty arse aching to be filled. He then slammed it back in, twisting it and thrusting in deep, making me rise on my heels and moan again and again. He pulled out completely and thrust deeply in. He kept doing this for so long that I was lost in a haze of lust, I found myself placing my hands against the wall, pushing my arse out to meet each of thrust so that he could get deeper into me. So he could fuck me like a man should, all the way. The feel of his dick deep in my warm arse was beyond description I felt complete I felt alive, this was right, this was sex. I felt one of his hands slip off my hip and grasp my aching shaft he harshly wanked me off as he picked up his pace, He slammed into me now like an animal not caring if he hurt me, using me as a hole, a hole he was filling. I heard him moan and admit a guttural roar, and with that finally thrust deep into me filling my weary hole with months of stored cum. His hand grasped my dick and heard myself almost bark and shuddering I sprayed the shower wall with my cum. I saw stars, it was the best orgasm I had ever had. My ring clenched around Josh's dick and he moaned once more, beginning to do slow victory strokes that re ignited my lust, but slowly and delicately he pulled out leaving my arse begging for more.
'Sorry Smith, another time, but I must clean you first.'
I wandered what he meant by this, but I stopped wandering shortly, as once again I found him knelt behind me with his hands spreading my cheeks, he placed his mouth on my dripping hole and sucked his cum out of my battered arse. I shook with pleasure, straining my neck behind me to catch sight of a grown hard man kneeling behind me sucking his cum out of my arse. He finished off by gently licking the inside of my ring. I moaned and licking his lips he stood up.
'That was incredible.' Was all I could say. He smiled at me and reached for the soap slowly lathering his body and hair. I did the same, and with that three of the waking miners came in naked saying their hellos. I smiled at them and marvelled at the three beefy specimens before one. One especially caught my eye, His name was Peter and he was covered in lots of dark hair, he looked like a lumberjack and this turned me on. Perhaps I was staring to long for he caught my eye and gave me a strange look. I turned away and continued to soap my self, anxious to get out of this shower room before I gave myself away. I rinsed and dripping wet and naked left the shower and walked through the dorm, a couple of waking miners stared at me but said nothing. I pulled my jeans over my still wet skin and sat on my bed. I checked my pockets for cigarettes and found a crumbled bit of paper. It was that note from the toilets, it hadn't been a dream, and you can bet your last dollar that I was going to be at the showers at nine. Sadly though I had to go to work. Still at least I had something good to think about down that deep dark mine.
To be continued.
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