Easties 1

It was one of the hottest summers ever seen in Albert Square. The bushes and flowers were wilting in the centre of the square and the dust blew aimlessly over the pavement. Everywhere people were too hot especially the men. Over at the Arches Gary was working on a battered old Cortina and across from him Jamie was bending over examining the engine of a Mini. As it was so hot Jamie had undone his overalls and slipped out of the top half tying the arms around his waist.

His torso shone with perspiration as he worked and the movement of his muscles rippled under his young skin. Once again Gary glanced over at Jamie taking a surreptitious look at the young man's firm body. God he could do with some of that. He hadn't had many experiences with blokes but those that he had had always been exciting and left him wondering why he had married Lynne when a man could make him feel so much hornier and more aroused. How could he find a way to get it on with Jamie? Just looking at him was beginning to make him tent his own overalls. He looked away and continued to work on the Cortina.

Jamie tightened the spark plugs of the Mini and thought about how much longer he had to be at work. He wanted to go home and have a long shower, then drink some beer and settle down in front of the TV watching one of the new videos he'd bought. Since he'd split up with Sonia he'd been relying on his best friend, his right hand, to get him off until he'd wandered into a second-hand shop and come out with what he thought was a raunchy video called 'Easy Girls'. Except it wasn't that at all. He'd watched it late at night in his room and was firstly surprised and then aroused as he watched men having sex with each other. He could partly understand why it turned him on. It reminded him of his days and nights living with his Uncle Billy.

The first time it happened to him was late one Saturday night, he'd crashed in his bed around half eleven and was half way to dream world when he heard the door to his bedroom slowly opening. Through half closed eyes he looked across the room and in the glow from the streetlight entering his room he saw Billy move slowly into the room. He was naked and smelt of beer. Jamie's eyes roved down his uncle's body and was surprised to see that his cock was half hard. Not sure what was going on he lay there curious as to what Billy was up to. Billy came nearer and nearer to the bed and then sank down to his knees . “Hello Jamie boy. It's Billy here.” Still Jamie said nothing but he heard the rustle of his duvet as Billy's hand slid under it.

“It's time for me to make you feel really good Jamie.”

Billy's hand brushed against the side of his chest and then moved so that it was running over his nipples. Billy squeezed them gently and then lifted the duvet up so that Jamie's naked chest was exposed. Jamie wasn't sure what to do but his cock was. At the first touch of Billy's hand on his body it had began to firm up. As Billy ran his hand over Jamie's chest his cock became harder and harder. Soon it was tenting his boxer shorts. “Like that do you Jamie?”

Billy's hand roved down Jamie's chest and over his stomach. Then it went along his right hip and down his leg before moving to the sensitive flesh inside his thigh. Billy squeezed and massaged Jamie's leg before moving up to his balls. His hand enveloped them and massaged them gently before running up the shaft of Jamie's cock. He ran his fingers up and down it for a while before he pushed the duvet away and then reached for the waistband of Jamie's boxers. He lifted them away from Jamie's body and then slid them downwards telling Jamie to lift his arse at the same time. Jamie pushed upwards with his hips and Billy pulled his boxers down letting the young mans cock free. Billy pushed the boxers down Jamie's legs until they slipped over his feet and then he moved his hand back upwards to wrap it around the shaft of Jamie's cock and began wanking him slowly. “Like that Jamie boy?”

Billy squeezed and massaged Jamie's cock. Jamie began pushing forward with his hips, pushing his cock into Billy's hand. “That's it Jamie. Come on fuck my hand.”

Billy began to speed up his wanking and watched as Jamie's face contorted whilst he tried to hold back from coming. Jamie's balls began to tighten up and he knew he was going to shoot his load. It felt fantastic having another hand wrapped around his cock and pulling him off. Suddenly Jamie grunted and yelled as he shot his load, which spattered over his stomach and chest. Billy continued wanking him, holding gently onto his cock and milking the last of the come out of him.

“Nice one Jamie. I'll come back another night.”

With that Billy got up and turned to leave the room. Jamie watched as he did and saw that Billy's own cock was rock hard. Billy closed the door behind him and Jamie reached for his T-shirt to clean himself up. Nothing was said at breakfast the next morning apart from Billy asking Jamie if he had had good nights sleep. Jamie smiled back and said yes. A week or two went by and Jamie was beginning to wonder if it had happened at all. He so wanted Billy to jack him off again. He tried wandering around the flat in just his boxers, left the bathroom door open while he was showering hoping that Billy would come in and offer to soap him down but Billy didn't seem interested.

It was a Saturday night when it happened again. Jamie had come in after partying with some mates. He was fairly pissed and staggered to his room. He managed to pull all his clothes off without falling over and fell naked onto his bed face down. He barely heard the door open but his cock jerked to life as he realised that Billy had entered his bedroom again. He wondered whether to turn over when he felt Billy step onto the bed and then seat himself across his arse. Billy's hands began to run over Jamie's shoulders and massage them. Gradually they moved down Jamie's body and Billy had to move down Jamie's legs so that he could massage the small of the lads back. Then Jamie felt his arse being massaged. God that felt good. Billy's fingers were squeezing the cheeks of his arse and separating them. For a moment Jamie was worried that Billy was going to try and put his cock in him. He couldn't imagine what it would feel like if Billy pushed his eight-inch cock into him but he was sure that it would hurt. What he didn't expect was to the feel the warmth of Billy's breath near his hole and he was totally surprised when he felt a tongue moving up and down the crack of his arse lingering over his tight hole.

Billy's hands spread Jamie's cheeks further apart as he rimmed the lad and began pushing his tongue inside him. Jamie loved the feel of that tongue rimming him. He pushed his hips up so that Billy could get more of him and as he did so Billy slid his hands underneath Jamie and began to wank his now hard cock again. Jamie loved it. He couldn't tell whether he liked the rimming or the wanking best and he was disappointed when Billy stopped both and slowly turned him over. He lay there with his cock erect and looked up at Billy who was kneeling across him, his own cock equally swollen. Billy just smiled at him and then bent down and sucked Jamie's cock into his mouth. This time Jamie was sure he was going to blow his load straight away but he didn't. Billy moved up and down on his cock sucking and licking until it was drenched with spit.

“Now you get to take me Jamie lad.”

Lifting himself up Billy re-positioned himself and then holding on to Jamie's cock gradually lowered himself onto it. Billy's arse was so tight and hot around his cock. Billy settled down further until Jamie had his cock buried into his uncle's arse up to his nuts. “Come on Jamie lad. Time for you to fuck your uncle.”

Billy squeezed Jamie's cock with his arse muscles and began moving up and down on him. Jamie was euphoric. He put his hands on Billy's hips and began to push his cock in and out of the man's arse. Wow. He was fucking a bloke and it felt terrific. Billy's hands ran all over Jamie's chest and he squeezed and twisted the lad's nipples as he was fucked. All too soon Jamie's nuts tightened up and as he pushed himself into Billy one more time he shot his load. This triggered Billy off who let a blast of spunk fly from his cock and coat Jamie's stomach and chest. Jamie's cock softened and slipped out of Billy's arse. Billy lent forward and gently kissed Jamie on the forehead.

“Nice one little nephew. Glad I was your first matey.”

Billy slipped off the bed and left the room. Jamie wiped himself down and happily drifted off to sleep with the thought in his head that he wasn't a virgin any more. Since that time Jamie hadn't had any more shags with blokes. He had had a couple of moments of fun though. Being sucked off by a guy giving him a lift back from a party and having a mutual, drunken wank with one of his pals in an alley near the E20. Now though he relished the idea. Fuck it was hot. He looked down and realised that he was tenting his overalls cos he was that turned on remembering what happened between him and Billy. He looked over at Gary but the guy didn't appear to have noticed.

Ricky closed his eyes and lifted his head up so that the water from the showerhead splashed straight into his face rinsing away the soap. That felt better. He ran his hands over his body to wipe away the soap and gradually rinsed himself down. He turned the water off and stepped out of the shower. He felt a lot less sweaty and sticky now. He picked up the towel from the radiator and started drying himself off. He was just drying his legs when he heard the doorbell go. Who the fuck is that he thought. He wrapped the towel round his waist and went down the stairs to the front door. He opened it and smiled when he saw that it was Martin Fowler . “Wotcha Ricky. Any chance I can come in and chill for a while?”

Ricky smiled. Chilling with Martin meant Ricky offering him more alcohol than his mum would let him drink. “Sure mate. Come in.”

Ricky closed the door behind Martin and told him to go through into the lounge. “I'll just get you a drink matey.” Ricky walked into the kitchen and filled a pint glass with a very large vodka and topped it up with coke and ice. He grabbed himself a can of lager and walked back through into the lounge. “Here you go mate.”

“Cheers.”

Martin gulped at the drink finishing half of it within seconds. That's gonna go to his head thought Ricky and smiled inside as he thought of a plan. The shower had made him horny and it was time to act on it. He'd had a few sessions with guys in the past almost always at their instigation. Now it was his turn to make the first move. He was pretty sure he could get Martin naked. It just needed a bit more alcohol and maybe some porn. First though he better check whether Martin was as interested as he thought.

“Fancy a top up in there dude?”

“Yeah sure.”

Ricky had loosened his towel and when he stood up it dropped to the ground showing his cock and balls. He watched as Martin glanced over to him and smiled inside again as Martin's eyes went straight to his cock. Result!

“Pass us your glass mate.”

Staying naked he took Martin's glass and went back to the kitchen to re-fill it. This time he put more vodka in than last time, topped the glass up with coke and grabbed himself another lager. He walked back into the front room and passed Martin his glass. Again he saw Martin look at his cock. “Better preserve me modesty.”

Ricky picked up the towel and wrapped it around his waist again before sitting down. “So matey got nothing to do tonight?”

“Nah Ricky I'm just bored.”

“How about we watch a movie then mate?”

“Yeah that'd be cool.”

Ricky leant forward from the sofa and then knelt down in front of the video. He was pretty certain he'd be showing Martin his arse and cock while he picked up a cassette and slipped it into the machine. He pressed play and got back on to the sofa. This time a little nearer to Martin. The film started. It was called 'Club 18 dirty'.

“Woah matey. What's this about?”

“You just watch and see.”

The film showed a crowd of people lounging around a pool. The guys were just wearing Speedos whilst the girls just wore their bikini bottoms. It didn't take long before one couple decided to slip away to the nearest chalet. Once inside the girl sank to her knees and began rubbing her open mouth against the guys trunks. He was soon tenting them and the girl quickly undid them and pulled them down his legs before taking his cock into her mouth.

Ricky's own cock was beginning to firm up as well now. He glanced over at Martin but the lad was captivated by what he was watching on the screen. Ricky could see the beginning of a hardon inside his jeans. It was now or never thought Ricky. He moved his hand from his side and let it rest on his cock. Then he began slowly squeezing himself feeling his cock grow harder and thicker. He kept his eyes on the screen but out of the corner of his eye he could see that his movements had attracted Martin's attention. Martin's heart was pounding. On the screen he could see the man and woman were fucking on the bed. That was getting him horny enough but to see Ricky wanking his cock through his towel was really turning him on. He wanted to reach out and do the job for him. He could imagine rubbing his hand up and down Ricky's shaft. The thought made his own cock even harder.

“It's no good mate. I've gotta give it a bit of freedom.”

With that comment Ricky opened his towel and let his cock spring up. He wrapped his hand around it and began slowly fisting himself. Pushing the foreskin right up and then pulling down so that the head of his cock was exposed. Martin gave up any pretence now and just stared as Ricky wanked his cock.

“Come on mate. Share and share alike. I'll do it for you.”

With these words Ricky leaned over and put his hands on Martin's belt. He slipped it from his jeans and then unbuttoned them before sliding the zip down.

“Come on mate. Lift your arse up so you can get it out.”

Martin's head was buzzing. Nobody had put their hands on him like that before to get inside his clothes. He did as Ricky asked and lifted his arse up. Ricky pulled down his jeans and briefs to below his knees and Martin's cock sprang out slapping against his stomach. . “That's better mate. You'll be able to give the old man a good tug now.”

Ricky slumped back but this time he was even nearer to Martin. He continued wanking his own cock. Martin was stunned but couldn't stop himself beginning to wank his own cock. Finger and thumb in a circle moving up and down it's full length. On the screen the couple were joined by another guy who watched as they shagged. He massaged his own cock inside his trunks and then slipped them off before pushing his cock into the girl’s mouth.

“Nice work if you can get it matey.”

Ricky smiled and continued wanking his cock.

“Let me give you a hand.”

He reached over with his other hand and before Martin could say anything he grabbed the lads cock. Result he thought and wrapped his hand firmly around Martin's cock. He began wanking Martin as firmly as he was wanking himself. Martin was knocked out now. Nobody else had ever wanked him before. He lay back and closed his eyes as Ricky wanked him. Then he slipped his hand across Ricky's stomach and took the mechanics cock in his grasp.

“Nice one Martin. Just squeeze it and wank it matey” . The two guys were getting warmer. Holding on to each other’s cocks and fisting them furiously. Better slow this down a bit thought Ricky.

“Hold on for a sec matey. Watch this.”

He released Martins cock and took Martins hand from his own stiff tool. On the screen the guy doing the fucking leant forward and began to run his tongue around the stomach and pubes of the guy getting the blowjob. The girl released the guy's cock and now the other guy began sucking it in. The guy being blown put his hands on the top of the other guy’s head and slowly pushed his cock in and out of the guys mouth. From the corner of his eye Ricky could see Martin grab his own cock and begin wanking it again.

“Isn't that a bit queer Ricky?”

“Dunno mate. Don't know about yours but my cock can't tell whether it's a bloke’s mouth or a bird’s. Can yours?”

“Pass mate. I've never had it sucked.””

You tell me mate then.”

With these words Ricky lent down and took hold of Martin's cock. He pulled his foreskin down and began running his tongue all around the crown of the lads cock. Martin didn't try and stop him and so Ricky opened his mouth further and took in as much of Martin's cock as he could. He sucked on it and began moving up and down, sucking on Martin's cock as he wanked it at the same time. After a while he came up for air.

“So matey. Girl’s mouth or boy’s?”

Martin didn't answer for a second or two. He was overwhelmed when he felt Ricky's warm mouth envelop his cock. He'd never felt anything better. Then when Ricky was wanking him and sucking him off he thought he'd shoot his load there and then. He was almost glad Ricky had stopped.

“Fuck mate. I don't know and I don't care.”

“So wanna try it yourself?”

Ricky leant back and slowly wanked his own cock. Come on Martin he thought. You know you want to give it a go. Hesitantly Martin leaned forwards. He took Ricky's cock in his hand and emulating the mechanic pulled the foreskin down before tentatively licking the end of the older guys cock. Ricky couldn't help but shout 'yes' loudly in his head as Martin licked his cock. He put his hand on the lads back and rubbed up and down before letting his hand rest in Martin's hair. The guy might be an amateur cocksucker but he was sure showing a willingness to learn. Martin opened his mouth wider and began moving up and down on Ricky's cock. Neither of them heard the sound of the back gate to Ricky's yard opening and they were unaware as a shadow moved near the window of the lounge.

Mark Fowler was about to knock on the backdoor when he saw the TV and realised he was watching a porn movie. Hello, he thought. Ricky's getting off I reckon. He moved nearer to the window and peered through a gap in the net curtains. From his point of view all Mark could see was Ricky sat on his sofa his hand on someone's head as they gulped down his cock. Lucky fucker thought Mark. I could do with some of that myself. Nothing prepared him for the sight of the face that lifted from Ricky's cock. It was his younger brother sucking Ricky off. He stayed where he was for a while before leaving the carrier bag of fruit and veg by the backdoor thinking to himself, I'm gonna have some of that. Inside the lounge Martin looked across at Ricky.

“Was that okay mate?”

“Yeah you were fucking ace. Wanna play some other games then dude?”

“Yeah alright.”

“Okay. Stand up and take your jeans and briefs right off.”

Martin stood up and did as Ricky asked. When he was completely naked Ricky stood up as well and stood opposite him.

“This is good fun mate.” He grabbed his own cock and Martin's in one hand and began wanking them together.

“Feels like you've got a fucking big one when you do it like this matey.” Ricky's hand gripped their cocks tightly and began to speed up his pace. He looked at Martin who had his eyes shut.

“Hey matey don't let rip yet. There's one more thing we can do together that's a lot more fun. Good old 69.”

He let go of both of their cocks and put his hands on Martin's shoulders. He pushed the lad to the ground and knelt down himself. Gently he pushed Martin until he was lying down and then he lay down as well. They were on the floor their cocks near to each other’s heads. Ricky opened his mouth and put his hands on Martins arse bringing his cock towards him. He sucked it in and hoped Martin would do the same to him. He did. Martin leaned forward and began to suck on Ricky's cock. They ran their hands over each other’s arses, squeezing and kneading them as they slowly pumped their cocks into each other’s mouths.

Gradually they both speeded up and their nuts began to tighten. At the same time hot gushes of cum shot from their cocks into each other’s mouths. Both guys swallowed. Ricky sat up first and swigged down some lager. He picked up Martins pint glass and offered it to him. Martin gulped deeply and emptied the glass.

“Alright matey?” Martin just nodded and smiled. “Better zap off now mate.” He began pulling his clothes back on and when he was dressed turned to Ricky.

“That was ace mate. We'll have to have another go at it sometime.”

“Sure matey. Just come on over and we can have some more fun.”

Ricky watched as Martin left the room and listened to the slam of the front door. He picked himself up and flopped down onto the sofa. “Nice one he thought and began to drift away to sleep.”

Across the other side of the square Mark pulled on his footie shorts. He'd stripped off his market gear and now looked at himself in the full-length mirror. Still fairly fit he thought. “So my little brother doesn't mind sucking cock. I think I'm gonna have some of that. He'd sucked cock and done more besides when he was Martin's age. Yeah, he and Ian Beale went back quite a way.” His cock was beginning to firm up at the memory. He and Ian playing 'Army doctor' when the folks were away. Strip poker when they went camping together. That time when he took Ian for a ride on his first motorbike and in the woods they'd wanked, sucked and fingered each other.

Mark's cock was very hard by now and he moved over to his bed. He lay face down on it and waited for Martin to come back from Ricky's house.

Martin's head was spinning as walked across the square. He looked at the people he walked past and wondered if they could tell what he'd just done. He was sure it was written all over his face. Martin Fowler--cocksucker. The thing was he'd loved it. Getting naked with another guy. Feeling another naked guy sat next to him--his hand on another man's cock and his own cock being gripped--and then the mouth. Warm, wet lips sucking on him and he doing the same. The thought of it made his own cock begin to swell again. He speeded up his pace and let himself into his house, kicking off his trainers. He went upstairs and began getting changed. He pulled off his T-shirt and then un-did his belt, pushing his jeans and briefs over his feet. He pulled out his trackie bottoms and pulled them on, deciding not to wear anything under them.

“Oy! Martin is that you?” Mark's voice came through the door. Martin jumped and then realised he shouldn't be so nervous. He walked out of his room and along the corridor to Mark's room. He pushed open the door and saw Mark laying on the bed just in his footie shorts his face turned towards him.