by Zane Menzy
It was okay to progress.
Keegan didn’t fuck about. He slipped his thumbs over the black underwear, dragging them down to meet the bunched jeans already circling Garth’s ankles. Garth’s cock sprung out hard like a loaded weapon. The tip of his cock glistened with tiny specks of precum. Keegan locked his eyes on it, enamoured by the beautiful prick inches away from his face.
Somebody is more into this than he likes to let on.
Garth breathed heavily through his nose. “Do you like my dick?” he asked in a splintery whir.
“Very much.” Keegan leaned forward, kissing the leaky tip.
“It-it’s an okay size?” Garth’s voice gave away his fear and worry. The vulnerability in his voice was both beautiful and endearing.
“It’s perfect. I want you to take all your clothes off for me,” Keegan said without bothering to look up at his mate. “I want you naked.”
Garth obliged. He stripped his top off and then stepped out of his already-floundering briefs and jeans, casting them aside. He raised one leg up at a time, peeling his socks off. He resumed his standing position in front of Keegan, waiting for what was to follow.
Keegan surveyed Garth’s cock some more, paying attention to its sleek shape and the manscaped testicles swinging below like a bell. His cock wasn’t huge. Just an average size. But if there was such a thing as a pretty dick then Garth was the proud owner of one. Keegan cupped Garth’s big smooth balls in his hand, outlining them with the pad of his thumb. Garth gave a low, throaty murmur as Keegan stroked them, gently rolling them between his fingers, weighing them. Inspecting them. Their heaviness was unbelievable. Keegan tugged on them. Gently at first. Then harder. Harder again.
Garth winced in pain.
“Sorry,” Keegan murmured. He draped his open mouth over the head of Garth’s penis, slowly sliding down, sucking away any hurt he had caused.
Garth’s body jolted, gasping from the feel of frisky lips wetting his dick.
Keegan sucked down firmly, tasting a light sweat. He carefully cupped Garth’s nuts in his hand again, this time caressing them in an almost nurturing manner.
Hushed words fell from Garth’s lips, none that made sense but a mix of sounds and syllables that told Keegan his pretend boyfriend loved what was being done to him. As the taste of precum leaked over his busy tongue, he knew he had Garth’s unwavering approval. He rammed his mouth down as far as he could, nearly deepthroating Garth’s entire cock. The fullness of so much dick in his mouth made him gag, Keegan pulled his lips free and sucked in a breath of air.
“Fuck that felt awesome,” Garth heaved, reduced to shivers.
Keegan lolled his head back, looking up. “I’m glad you’re liking it ‘cos I’m just getting started.” He tapped Garth’s hip. “Turn around,” he instructed.
Garth shifted on his feet, turning around slowly ‘till his sexy behind was looking Keegan right in the face.
Fuck I love this arse!
Garth had many nice features but his firm perky arse was definitely one of Keegan’s favourites. His mounds reminded Keegan of beautiful white dunes. He grabbed hold of Garth’s taut buttocks, resisting the urge to sink his teeth in. He stroked a finger down the crack, grazing over the fine hairs that lay within.
“Spread your cheeks,” Keegan said, slapping Garth’s arse dismissively.
Hands shaking, Garth reached around and spread his cheeks.
Keegan smiled when he saw Garth’s dim hole, tight and scared. “Fuck yeah,” he muttered. He crouched forward, blowing his hot breath over the virginal territory. Garth’s entire body rolled with a shiver. Keegan could sense how vulnerable his lover was feeling by being examined so thoroughly. His hole looked so tasty, Keegan leaned forward and rolled his tongue over the quivering hole then kissed down on it, sucking it with all his might.
Garth began to leak pretty little noises. Almost girly in nature.
Keegan decided to lick deeper, thrusting his tongue like he would be using his cock very soon. He couldn’t budge the seal of tightness blocking his path. He pulled his tongue out and slapped Garth’s arse again. “I can’t wait to get in there,” he mumbled. He stuck a finger in his mouth, slobbering it with saliva then pressed it to Garth’s entrance, swivelling around in slippery circles, gently prodding.
Garth continued to quiver, waiting for the intrusion. Keegan kept him hanging, massaging around the untarnished territory in the most sensual of strokes. Without warning, he pressed forward, burying the tip of his finger inside.
Garth groaned loudly as his sphincter retracted and strangled around the finger pushed inside him. He sounded uncomfortable, but he didn’t say pull out.
Keegan wriggled his finger side to side, trying to stretch him open a little. He bit down on Garth’s arse cheek as he pushed his finger in as deep as he could.
Garth’s entire body went tense. “Fuck,” he cried out.
Keegan pulled his finger out. “Sorry. Too much for you?”
Garth turned around to face him. “If that’s what a finger feels like I dread how bad your cock will feel.”
“You’ll be fine.”
“You think?” Garth laughed. He took a series of deep breaths and nodded. “Okay, blondie. Do what you gotta do. I trust you.”
Keegan nodded. He looked down at the plastic bag by Garth’s feet that had the lube and condoms. Seeing the instruments of sex made his stomach rumble with a twisted darkness. He tried hard to fight it off, quash it before he succumbed to its demands. But it was too late. He never stood a chance. He felt the words slip out of his mouth before he could rope them in, “Drop to the floor.”
Garth’s expression questioned the order.
“Get on the floor,” Keegan barked. “On your hands and knees. I’m gonna fuck this hot arse of yours doggy style.”
Garth’s eyes widened.
“Come on,” Keegan urged. “On the floor.”
Garth swallowed and stood his ground. “I don’t want my first time to be like that.”
“You’ve had sex before with girls, haven’t you?” Keegan scoffed, surprised by Garth’s reluctance. “What’s the big deal?”
“Yeah, but I’ve never been the one getting fucked! That’s the big deal.”
“I’ll go gentle, if that’s what you’re worried about.”
“It’s not that.” Garth said. “I don’t want you fucking me in that position.”
“Okaaaay,” Keegan dragged out, looking around the room.
“This might sound strange but,” Garth ran a hand through his hair, “I want to look you in the eyes while you’re inside me,” he whispered.
Keegan wasn’t happy to have his selfish plans derailed.
Garth spotted the disappointment; he reached over and stroked the side of Keegan’s face. “Being fucked—by a guy—is quite scary for me and I am hoping that if I can see your face then that might take away some of my fear.”
Keegan felt a warm ripple in his chest. Its loving power obliterating his dark selfish thoughts. He swallowed, trying to down his guilt. With a smile he said, “Sure. We can do that.” He grabbed Garth by the hips and leaned in, kissing his lower abdomen. “We can do it any way you like.”
Garth brushed locks of Keegan’s hair through his fingers. “Thanks, blondie.”
“So how do you want me?” Keegan asked, raising his eyebrows.
Garth took a deep breath, mulling over his options. “Laying on your back. That way I can try and take you at my own pace.”
Keegan responded affirmatively by standing up and removing all his clothes. He lay down on the bed, lacing his hands together behind his head. “I believe this is what you ordered.”
Garth laughed at the quickness of Keegan’s cooperation. “I don’t think I have ever seen anybody move so fast in my life.”
“You never seen anybody so horny before probably.”
“True.” Garth smiled. “That might be it.” He bent down and picked up the box of condoms, tearing into the packet and rippi
ng one open. “Can I do the honours and put it on for you?”
“Go for gold.” Keegan stay laid back, smiling; his cock at full attention, waiting to be wrapped up.
Garth’s face ignited with fascination. He placed the rubber to the tip of Keegan’s dick and rolled it down the long length of flesh. “I swear this thing is gonna split me in fucking two.”
“You’ll be fine.” Keegan winked. “I’ll keep my hands behind my head the whole time if that’s what you want.”
Garth didn’t say anything, his eyes staring at the thick eight inches of dick throbbing to get inside him. He squirted dollops of lube into his hand and slapped it all over Keegan’s shielded shaft, lathering it up into a sleek wetness. With the residue on his fingers, he darted his hand behind him, his face contorting as he lubed his hole up. He climbed onto the bed and hitched a leg over Keegan’s waist like he was saddling up for a ride. He stay levitated, floating his arse above Keegan’s aching cock.
Keegan knew it wasn’t just the pain Garth was weary of. Once he sat down on that cock there was no going back. Garth could never undo what he had done. The moment he took even just one inch of Keegan inside him that meant he had been fucked by a guy. And there was no way he could ever be un-fucked. Keegan found the whole idea thrilling. He was about to welcome his pretend boyfriend to a different kind of club.
Garth grabbed hold of Keegan’s cock, lining it up for his anal descent. He sucked in a breath of air like he was about to dive into a deep swimming pool. He squeezed Keegan’s cock… and slowly lowered.
Keegan’s whole body shuddered from the feel of Garth’s scared hole touching the tip of his lubricated cock, hovering there, teasing him.
Time stood still. Their friendship locked in one final moment of innocence before it crossed an unchartered frontier.
Garth pushed down.
Keegan moaned.
Garth gasped.
The threshold had been crossed—Garth’s arse had been breached.
Keegan’s eyes rolled to the back of his head, pleasure flooding him like a dam being opened up. The first-time friction of Garth’s arse burned his cock in the best way imaginable. He cast his eyes to Garth’s face which was locked in teeth-gritting determination. He wriggled his butt down, trying to fit more of Keegan inside of him.
The ends of Garth’s mouth curled up as he grizzled from the pain but it was clear to see by the fire in his eyes that he wanted Keegan all the way in. He lowered his hands, grabbing Keegan’s chest and cast his eyes to Keegan’s. “Fuck, man. I swear you got two inches bigger the second I sat down.”
Keegan held in a laugh. He unlaced his hands and reached out to stroke Garth’s trembling shoulders. He blew him a kiss. “You’re doing great.”
“Really?” Garth asked, grimacing after trying to push down further.
Keegan resisted the urge to force him down. “Yep. Doing great. And you look sexier the more you get in.”
“I do?” Garth laughed. “I guess I better have the whole beast in me then.” Garth’s eyes were half-lidded and he rammed himself down hard and fast over Keegan’s cock. “Arrgh, fuck,” he cried out, digging his fingernails into Keegan’s flesh. He panted in rapid breaths, adjusting to the fullness impaling him.
Keegan’s cock surged with a throb. “Fuck, you feel amazing.” He dropped his hands from Garth’s shoulders down to his hips, latching on with a firm grip. “Thank you so fucking much.”
Garth winced. “You’re. Very. Fucking. Welcome.” He shifted his lips over his teeth. “Now what? I’m too scared to move.”
Keegan laughed. “Just relax. I will do the work for us. Slow and steady and if I hurt you, just say, okay?”
“Okay, blondie.” Garth circled a finger around one of Keegan’s nipples, giving it a squeeze.
Keegan followed Garth’s lead with the nipple play, placing his hands to Garth’s chest. He tickled his fingers around, running over the stray hairs on his lover’s pecs.
Garth leaned forward, dropping his face to gift Keegan a kiss. The kiss was fragile… like their lips were made of glass. Garth licked inside his mouth, sending a hotness zapping through Keegan right from the blond hairs on his head down to his toes. He oozed hot breath after hot breath into Garth’s mouth, desperate to taste him. Craving his sex. Keegan reached around and touched the soles of Garth’s feet before scratching his nails up and down his legs, eager to discover more of him.
“Fuck me,” Garth echoed through the kiss. “Fuck me.”
Keegan pulled his face back, sucking down a mouthful of spit. His eyes spoke for him. Yes. I will fuck you. He latched his hands over Garth’s smooth back, reeling him in ‘till their chests were pressed together. Garth slipped his tongue back in Keegan’s mouth, and Keegan ignited his arse-fucking rhythm.
He started slowly, pulling out a couple inches before sending his cock back in with kind force. Garth’s hot, hard prick pressed against his belly, leaking precum like a spilt drink. As each shove helped loosen Garth up, Keegan would pull out a little more, hitting back a little harder. He was firm but controlled.
Garth whimpered, pouring soggy breaths down Keegan’s throat. He began feeding his butthole down harder, meeting Keegan’s thrusts halfway. He mumbled through the kiss, “Harder, blondie, harder.”
Keegan obliged. He bucked his hips and thrashed Garth’s hole with wild shoves.
“Uh,” Garth moaned. “Uh. Uh.” He pulled his mouth away and pressed his face against Keegan’s cheek.
Keegan waited for his lover to ask him to stop but he didn’t. Garth just kept his face pressed to Keegan’s skin, slipping out affirmative groans the more Keegan loosened him up. Keegan feasted on the butthole being served to him, his fuzzy sac jounced up and down beneath the mounds of Garth’s rump, jostling the cum brewing in his balls.
It was too much, he was on the edge of an orgasm already. Oh fuck! He didn’t want to be a two-minute man but the whole experience was too fucking much. “I’m about to blow, I’m gonna cum.” He was about to say sorry but the words escaped him as his orgasm hijacked his senses. A sparkling tingle fired off from his anus, travelling along his taint then up into his balls and shot straight up out his cock. “Fuuuck!” Keegan cried. His cock spurted so hard he thought he would break the rubber. As his body jolted, he let out a tonne of cum in three rupturing bursts followed by a series of smaller tremors. Keegan shivered from his release, his body weakened. He wiped the sweat from his brow and gave Garth an embarrassed look. “Sorry,” he mumbled. “That’s kind of shameful.”
“What’s shameful?” Garth asked, a smile beaming from his lips.
“I just lost my lollies in record time. Turns out I’m not much of a porn star.” Keegan offered a feeble laugh.
“Don’t be silly, blondie. You were hot as fuck!”
“I was?”
Garth nodded enthusiastically. “Look at my cock. Can you see how much jizz I’m leaking?” He laughed. “I never do that. Never!”
Keegan looked down at the streams of precum oozing over his stomach courtesy of Garth’s leaky dick. “There’s quite a bit.”
“The best part was feeling you cum.” Garth’s eyes danced excitedly, matching the hyperness of his voice. “I literally could feel you spurting. Every fucking twitch of your cock I could feel.”
“So you’d be ke-ke-keen to do it again?” Keegan asked; his teeth chattering as another post-cum shiver rolled through his body.
“Do I have a cock in my arse right now?” Garth waggled his eyebrows.
Keegan mumbled a faint laugh. He raised himself up and kissed Garth’s shoulder. “Thank you.” He gently pushed Garth back so he could pull his cock out.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Garth said with a wry smile.
“I thought you might want your arse back now.”
“In a minute.” Garth pushed Keegan to lay back down. He gripped his dick in his hand and started jerking off.
Keegan watched as Garth’s face screwed up, his mouth slipping gru
nts.
After one particularly load moan, Garth’s dick slit opened up, firing dashes of thick cum streaking out in a frenzy of heavy white dollops.
Keegan felt Garth’s swimmers splatter against his chest.
Garth collapsed on top of him, cementing his wet seed between their bodies. He lay panting, riding Keegan’s breaths like a wave. “I can be a one-minute-wonder too when I need to be.”
Keegan rubbed Garth’s back affectionately. “Thank you for this.”
“And thank you.” Garth had a cheeky glint appear in his eye. “I don’t know about you, blondie, but I feel completely buggered after that.”
Keegan laughed. “You look buggered.”
“Buggered by the best.” Garth licked Keegan’s chest, sucking up his pools of cum. He then opened his mouth and gave Keegan a kiss, gifting him his semen so they could snowball the taste. Keegan swivelled his tongue around, licking up as much of Garth’s sweet spunk as he could. They pulled their faces apart, both gulping down the creamy mouthfuls they each had.
Keegan grinned back, impressed by the mutual swallow.
Garth mashed his lips together, making sticky noises with his tongue. “I must say I think I preferred swallowing yours.”
“Nar. Yours tastes way better, I reckon.”
Garth smiled. He gently pulled Keegan’s cock out of his arse then rolled over to lay beside him. They wrapped their arms around one another, bathing in the mess of sex they had created. Neither spoke for a while. Just laid together, sharing in the specialness circling their damp, exhausted bodies.
This hadn’t been a fuck, Keegan thought. This was something else. Something Keegan hadn’t felt with Damon. His heart soared in his chest, flying on the hopeful air Garth had blown inside him. He could feel his pulse still throbbing in his ears from the euphoria.
I want more of this.
Finally, Garth broke the silence. “Fancy joining me for a shower?”
Keegan kissed his forehead. “Sounds perfect.”
Garth leapt over him, racing towards the bathroom. Before Keegan could catch up, his jeans pocket lit up from the screen of his cell phone humming with an incoming call.
“Aren’t you gonna answer that?” Garth asked.
