Up Me

By Nottel

Up against the wall with my pants around my ankles as another one of my horny fucker mates ploughs my ass. This is how I like it. Nice and rough with the straight boys just wanting to get off. Feel the way he lines the very tip of his prick, already oozing out precum, with the small pucker that is the entrance to my glory hole. I can’t help but let out a small whimper as his 6" cock starts to invade my ass. Bit by bit, inch by inch, little by little this guy is stretching me wide, opening out my hole to fit in his muscle. Moist and warm, his skin sliding over the folds that make up the ring surrounding my hole. The only noise is the sound of lubed up male meat pushing in further and further.

He gets all of himself up inside me and I can feel his pubic bush against the small of my back, and his balls pressing up against the crack of my ass just underneath my hole. He reaches his hands up, under my white cotton t-shirt and onto my pecs. He plays with my nipples, making them hard, stiff and erect. Is this how he treats his women in bed? I don’t give a fuck! It’s how he treats his boys that matters now! 

The boy moves his hands back down to my waist and sort of bends me over a bit. This is the sign that he’s ready to get moving. Starting to work himself up and deliver the goods the way the boys are supposed to. I part my legs a little more and I can feel his balls rubbing against my ass crack, that just makes me even hornier. I can hear him take in a deep breath as he withdraws his prick from my chute, almost all the way, until I feel almost empty, with only the tip of his cut prick inside me. I don’t have that empty feeling for long as his starts pushing back. Once more my hole stretches wide as his inserts the thing that makes him a man inside me. He pushes all the way in, as far as he can go. I can feel him pressing down on me hard, as if trying to get inches that he doesn’t even have inside me. He wants to fill me up. He wants me to feel what its like to take a proper cock up my ass. He wants me to feel what its like to have my bowels invaded by a man. I can feel his balls slap against my crack and then he take it almost all the way out again. 

He doesn’t wait as long this time to push himself back inside me. My ass cheeks must be quivering underneath him now as he picks up the pace. Pushing, relentlessly, in and out and in and out. His balls hit me against my ass crack and I can feel his pubes pushing into my skin. The roughness of his pubes around the base of his prick as his invades me and all around his balls as they hit my skin, are an amazing contrasts to the smooth warmth of his meat. 

I realize that he’s past the point of no return. There’s a point you get to when you just can’t stop the sex. An almost animal instinct that makes a guy unable to stop. No matter what happens. You can be in the middle of fucking your buddy as your mum walks into the room, and despite the embarrassment, you just can’t stop. You have to continue pounding away at the person your working on. He rammed his prick back inside me for one last time. Harder and faster than I think I had ever felt before, and that was it. There was nothing else I could do. Nothing more could heighten what this boy was feeling. He held his cock, all of it deep inside my body. For the first time, this guy had himself inside another guys body. His whole body tensed. His dick tensed more than any other part of him. Then came the release. The twitching of his dick inside and the slight warmth in the pit of my stomach was the sign to tell me what had happened. 

I straighten myself up again and we stand for a moment. Me with my cotton t-shirt on, my sweat pants and boxer shorts round by my feet and my prick hard, leaking precum, needing a release of its own. And another guy behind me, his softening cock still inside my ass. His blue denim shirt open, showing off his body, his jeans also around his ankles. The guy backed off a little and his now soft cock slipped out. In the mirror I could see the end of it, covered in a mixture of cum and other juices that he had picked up from inside me. He pulled his jeans up and tucked himself inside. Leaving his shirt unbuttoned he leaned over and whispered in my ear; “Thanks Mark, I needed that mate!” He opened the door to my bedroom and walked out. 

So now you know, that’s how I get my fun. I help out my straight mates from school when they get a bit frustrated and need a release. If they can’t get any pussy, then I’m here for them. If they can’t get a girl to suck their pricks, I’ll do it for them. It excites me to think that I’m playing around with a straight guy. It turns me on when he gets so far into it that he starts playing around with me. There is, it has to be said, something extremely sexy and erotic about cute straight boys. Forbidden fruit maybe? Still, its a real turn on. 

One of my favorites is Nik. He’s a bit older than me at 20 and he seems to be really turned on having sex with another boy. Especially one who is younger than him. The last time I saw him was two nights ago. 

There was a knock on the front door. I was upstairs in my bedroom, just kicking back, listening to the radio. Mum shouted up that it was Nik. My parents without actually realizing what goes on in my bedroom, know most of my mates. We don’t always just have sex you know! Though sure, it is the most interesting part of our relationships! 

I went down to the front door to meet him and take him back upstairs. As I came down the stairs I saw the hunk! He’s a swimmer and his family can be traced back to Italy, so you get the picture, even without so much as one word of description, that this guy is an absolute hunk! He has dark hair, cropped pretty short too, cherry red lips and a wonderful white smile. His body is like that of a young stallion. Swimmer's build, so he isn’t no muscle bound freak, but he can easily show himself off on the beach! His pecs are all smooth, curved and rounded, a bit of a trail of black hair separates both of those mountains of muscle, capped by a very broad dark nipple, with wisps of the same jet black hair surrounding them. His body is tanned. That is, until he gets out of his shorts. Nope, Nik’s is not an all over tan. He has the whitest of white skin underneath his swimmers, so the tan stops at his waist line and starts again just after the top of his legs. The hair on the white skin, you know, the stuff that tells you this is a man you’re dealing with, if I have to spell it out for you, his pubes that cover all of his vital pieces is an amazingly contrasting jet black. Now there is black hair and there is jet black hair, and Nik’s pubes, both around his cock and balls and underneath his ample arms is jet black! His prick is a little darker and would be about 7.5" long when he gets excited, which is most of the time when he’s with me, and his balls, covered in that same black hair, are big and soft, a truly great feeling for the lucky guy’s touch! I can also tell you, from experience that the hair trails all the way from around his crotch, in between his legs, covering that magic couple of inches from under his balls to his ass crack and right the way up it. There can’t be many guys on the face of the planet who can match up to the Italians when it comes to looking so totally fuckable!

Sure, I have plenty of really cute looking mates. I especially like Matt and Ryan, those two are the all-American boy-next-door types who my parents would like me to bring home, or at least they would if they knew I was into guys. Ok, Matt and Ryan are the types of boys their girls’ parents like! Oh, how little they know! As a rule the ones with the clear skin, the white smile, in other words the ones that look like little angels are always the ones who try and get into your pants first! Straight or gay! 

I think though, that you want to hear more about what happened that night with me and Nik. I took him back up to my room. I sat down on the bed and he took a chair opposite me. Nothing was said, he just sat there on the chair. The chair that I myself only a couple of hours earlier had wanked myself stupid while looking through all the pics that I had downloaded off the net. I knew what he needed and I was just the type of boy to give it to him! 

Nik was the first guy that I had got off with. He was really the one to blame for me being available to all my friends! We all got together and talked it through one afternoon. We talked about how that sometimes the boys need to have contact with another person, when they can’t get any pussy or when their own hand just won’t do. We had a great orgy that afternoon. Straight boys and me, fucking about together. 

I got up from my position on the bed and went over to the door and locked it. I walked back across the room to the radio and turned it up so that the sounds of sex would be drowned out from my parents just below. Then I walked past Nik, brushing myself against him, and over to the curtains. It was winter, so it was dark outside. I probably didn’t need to close the curtains, no one would have seen in. Except for maybe the kid across the street, and I suppose I could have given him a cheap thrill by leaving them open, but I didn’t! This one was special. This one was for me and my Italian mate. 

Getting down on my knees I was in front of Nik. His crotch seeming to wake into life beneath the heavy material of his jeans. I undid the buckle on his belt and slid the two pieces of leather apart. Then slowly, to make the boy sweat, I undid each of the silver buttons. One. Two. Three. Stopping for a moment, lifting his jumper slightly and tracing with one of my fingers, that treasure trail of black young Italian male hair from his naval until it disappeared into his underwear. Four. I separated the two halves of his jeans, exposing his boxer briefs. Grey, with a broad waistband and the unmistakable mark of Calvin Kline. And the scent of a boy. Its a smell that is impossible to describe. Only if you have ever taken off another guys pants, in the way that I was undressing Nik can you know even slightly what that scent is like. Nik lifted his ass up off the chair and allowed me to slip the jeans down to his ankles. Once there I undid the laces on his trainers and pulled each one off, along with each of his white sports socks and then pulled his jeans right down and off his legs. And, oh, those legs! Long, and matted with a little black hair that clung to him when he got out of the pool after a hard training session or race. 

I ran my hands right up each of those legs, brushing the hairs backwards. As I reached the short legs of his boxer briefs, I slid my fingers in just a little way to play around and rub my fingers across the inside of his thighs. I looked at my ultimate prize, the thin fabric did nothing to hide Nik’s obvious erection that lay beneath. I stood up in front of him and pulled down my sweat pants, pulling them right off along with my socks. So I stood there in front of the hunk, wearing only a pair of old cotton boxers that I had just thrown on when I came home, after I covered the other ones in spunk when I went out of math class to have a quick jerk after watching the ass of the student teacher for the whole lesson, and an old t-shirt. 

I went back over to Nik on the chair and sat down in his lap. I could feel his hard cock in his shorts underneath me and that my own prick rise up and tent out my old boxers. “Tonight, we’ll do it properly” I whispered into his ear as I lent into him and our lips met. I moved my arms around to support the back of his head and Nik wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into him closer. What a sight that must have been. Two young men, in only their tops and underwear. One sitting in the others lap, hugging each other, holding each other close, whilst they played with each others tongues. Moving in and out of each others mouths, letting each other's tongues trace the others teeth, swiping all the way around the others mouth. Short, sweet little kisses on the lips. A slight bite of a lip, a nip on the tongue, hot breath and body heat passing between the two of us. 

Finally, our kiss broke and I stood up. Looking down I could see that a wet patch had formed on the soft material of Nik’s boxers, and my own shorts were no longer hiding my prick from his gaze as it managed to poke out of the cotton in front of me. Nik reached down and tore the old things off me. I took off my own t-shirt and stood there, in front of my hunk, naked. As if waiting for approval. I didn’t have to wait long at all. His hand reached out and took hold of my prick. He started to move his hand up and down on my shaft. I can remember thinking to myself ‘there’s no way this guy is really straight’ as his lips met my own once again to confirm my suspicions! 

My hands drifted to Nik’s jumper and I pulled it off him. He raised his arms to allow me to get it all the way off, and I admired the heap of black hair that lay in both of his armpits. Instinctively I stroked it. Expecting it to be rough and rugged like the hair that covered his crotch. I knew that hair was rough because of the number of times Nik had pounded his tool into me and scraped all around my back and my ass crack with those pubes of his, that made it even more sexy. Although the hair under his arms was not the same. The same jet black color. The same inviting look to it, but it was smooth. Almost silky smooth, I marveled at just how soft it was for a few moments, before I decided it was time to get on with what Nik was here for. 

I planted kisses on his chest, all the way down, letting my lips linger on the slight patch of hair that he had between each of his pecs. Remembering how that when we had first started ‘playing’ like this, he was as smooth skinned as I still was. As I fell to my knees once more, my hands took either side of the waistband on Nik’s shorts and pulled them down, releasing his hard Italian prick that sprung back against his stomach and stood up, stiff and erect. His balls clenched up tight, rising into his body showed that already, his excitement was high. I knew from experience how to handle this piece of delicate European, uncut meat. My fingers came up and took hold of the shaft, pulling it gently downwards to enable me to move it into my mouth. With my free hand I took hold of his balls, and started playing and feeling how good his big balls felt, covered in their hairy sac. 

With my whole hand around the thick shaft of Nik’s cock and my other hand playing with his big, hairy, twenty year old balls, my mouth moving steadily towards the hunk of meat that was begging me to go down on it with clear precum oozing from the tip, I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. If you have ever had the pleasure of handling a guy whose prick naturally curves upwards, then you’ll know how good it feels to be in control of something so strong that would like nothing more than to slip back upwards with the force of the blood pumping through it. 

I opened my mouth, just wide enough for me to fit the thickness of his cock inside me. As the tip touched my wet lips, I felt an electric shudder go through Nik and pass into my own body through the tip of his dick. My lips deliberately rolled back his foreskin as I fed him into my mouth. My tongue, gently pressing against the ultra sensitive, now unprotected head of my Italian hunk’s prick head and I could taste that unmistakably taste of the warm, slightly salty precum as the boy fed his dick down my throat, pushing it in, trying to get some sort of release from what was building up to one almighty charge inside him. I could feel with my other hand where that charge was comming from. I was playing with his balls, pulling on them slightly when I thought he was too near painting the inside of my mouth and throat with his own brand of juice. You could almost feel the cum churning inside those big balls of his. 

Nik started doing what he had really come here for. He pushed his prick all the way down my throat and then in the same way, almost took the whole thing back out, and then plunged it back in again. Fucking my face like this was the last time he’d ever fuck. In and out, stretching my lips wide, yet still allowing me to feel every inch of his stallion cock enter my mouth and then withdraw. The sensitive head of his prick, oozing precum as in and out he went, filling my mouth with just the start of his climax. I kept my hands on his balls as he moved both of his own hands down to his cock and held it there. As if he was holding it tight in place, so that he would shoot only where he aimed. I opened my mouth, as I had done for Nik’s cock so many times before, and he pumped jet after jet, long and hard streams of cum into my mouth. You couldn’t help but swallow at least some of that juice. It is a fact that while all cum tastes basically the same, there is some difference between guys. Maybe there is a difference between European and American cum, or between American and Australian cum, I don’t know. What I do know is that of all of my mates, Matt and Ryan included, Nik’s cum tastes the best. 

As Nik unloaded his balls into my mouth I remembered back to that great orgy of so called straight lads that afternoon in the summer. I remember seeing Ryan, straight as they come, Ryan, tasting his own cum. For the first time, tasting his seed. Every boy does it. Straight or not. At some point, their curiosity will get the better of them, and they just have to have a go. For most lads, one taste is all they need. But for boys like me, the whole reason for living is to swallow! 

I closed my mouth down on Nik’s now softening cock so that I could just get one last taste of the finest of Italian meat one more time before letting him slip out of my mouth. I stood up, fuck, he even looked good when his cock wasn’t as hard as rock! I was feeling daring tonight, and I had already told him that we were going to be doing it properly, so I moved back up to him, hoping for another kiss. Trying for another kiss. Usually, when Nik had done cumming that would be it. Not more kisses or anything like that, a case of look but don’t touch. Sure, he had cum, stayed naked and just played with himself for a bit as we talked and stuff until he was ready to go, but it was never more than one at a time with Nik. Tonight I knew something was different. 

I leaned into him again, and instead of backing away, as he would normally of done, his lips met with mine once more, and our mouths opened. I released his own cum into his mouth, his tongue took up every last remaining drop that I had stored, both on top and underneath my tongue. I felt his hand moved down the front of my smooth body, his fingers run through my pubic hair and his hand grasp the shaft of my 7" cut prick. He looked into my eyes, breaking off from our kiss and told me; “Up me.” That was all he said. All he needed to say. 

Nik, without help from me, knew what he was doing. He bent himself over, placing his hands on his prick and his balls, with his arse in the air, like a naughty school boy about to get the cane across his bare arse, but this was more exciting. I was nervous as hell as my hands moved to his white ass cheeks and spread them wide. I ran a finger up and down Nik’s ass crack, each time my finger passed over his hole, he shuddered a little, and I wondered just how he was going to take me actually entering him. 

I didn’t have to wait too long to find out. I made my move. My index finger, on my right hand. I remember it all so clearly. I stopped at the entrance to his hole, and pushed, firm, yet trying to be gentle with my hunky virgin. Something gave and my finger just slid in, and then a second and even a third, I worked them in and out, up and round, preparing the way for what was to come. 

I could see that already Nik was hard and sounded like he was enjoying the attention at his back end while he took care of matters round at the front. There was no waiting anymore, I had to do it. My senses filled with the scent of sex in the air, the sight of my Italian hunk with his arse in the sky, the black pubes against the white skin, and it was time. One hand on the small of his back and the other on my cock, I moved it to the entrance to his hole and pushed. 

I really pushed. I pushed like I had never pushed into another guy before. So many times Nik, Matt, Ryan, Steven, Martin and Michael all of them had had a turn up me. Now it was my turn to repay all of them, with the hunkiest one of the lot.

My cock slid up inside Nik. The feeling was like nothing I had ever felt. Sure I had stuck my prick up a couple of lads’ asses in the past, but this was amazing. Inch by inch it passed up inside Nik’s bowels, filling him out all the way, until my balls smacked against his ass Pounding all the way in and out. I could even feel every movement that Nik made on his own prick, jerking his hand up and down the shaft.

I could hear him groaning, deep and loud. From the pit of his stomach. From the part of him that I was invading with my prick. The sound of a man as the feelings the sex rush all the way up inside him. And this, this was the point of no return. I hit in and out of him as hard as I could. With each thrust in and out, my prick glided over his prostate gland, I could tell this because of the way he shuddered and groaned when my prick reached a certain part of him, deep within his chute. Faster and faster. And there was nothing more I could do. Nik shouted out as his dick sprayed a good thick load of his cream against my wall and over the carpet. He took hold of my arse and rammed me deep inside him and I let go. Months and months of wanting to do this with one of my straight friends were released into Nik’s arse. Stream after stream, jet after jet. 

We stood there. My prick going soft inside this hunk of a boy, some of my cum dripped out of his hole and mixed with the thick hair that ran down his arse crack. And I was in heaven.

The End