Date: Wed, 3 Mar 2010 01:34:38 +0000
From: Matt Buck <matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com>
Subject: My Fantasy 16

My Fantasy - Chapter 8.1 - Fireworks and Bonfire Passions
By mattbuck
matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com

Disclaimer:

The following story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real
events is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, it is a story of graphic
sexual content which you may find shocking, disturbing, disgusting or
otherwise offensive. By continuing, you agree that you are reading this of
your own free will, and that it is legal for you to view such content, and
thus that all responsibility for your actions rests with you.

Copyright notice:

Copyright mattbuck, 2002. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution
Non- commercial No Derivatives licence version 2.0 England and Wales.
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Codes: MMMM, Oral (MM), Anal-oral (MM), Sweat, WAM (shower)


     That year, I joined a young enterprise group. I was the only one of my
little circle of fuck-friends in the company, after John and Paul left for
a rival company. It was Bonfire Night, up at the sports ground: myself, MD
Danny, Ben, and Tom; were selling our wares inside the pavilion. Danny
pulled me to the side, and asked me to follow him. We went from the public
area to the changing rooms, which had been left unlocked. I assumed that he
wanted to confer in private about our marketing strategy, how wrong I
was. He immediately stripped off his coat, and hung it on one of the
pegs. Although we had been selling inside, it was close to the doors, and
therefore a little draughty. He looked good, damn good. About 5'9, brown
(unruly) hair, with brown eyes and an incredible figure. He was wearing a
blue T- shirt, and some dark trousers.

     "Matt, do you like your job?"

     I was kind of surprised. I hadn't expected this.

     "Yeah, why'd you ask?"

     "Well, I've been coming under increasing pressure to fire you."

     "And to keep my job I have to..." I sighed.

     "He wants you to fuck him. And me."

     "And the person who wants me fired is..."

     Danny didn't reply. I sensed the advantage, and took it.

     "There isn't one, is there? This is all just a way to make me fuck you
isn't it?"

     "No!" Danny exclaimed, "I wouldn't..."

     "I think you would. You want to discard our friendship for a quick
fuck."

     Danny didn't reply immediately. After a while, he said:

     "Matt... I'm sorry."

     He started putting on his coat again. I moved up to him, put a hand on
his shoulder, and said quietly.

     "Danny, all you ever had to do was ask." I kissed him on the lips. The
first time. I kissed him again, making more contact, pulling him against
me. I ran my tongue over his lips, and put one hand on his ass. Damn, he
was gorgeous. He thrust his tongue out; the first touch was electric. We
moved out tongues together in and out of each other's mouths. Danny had one
hand on my shoulders, and another starting to invade the waistband of my
trousers. I reluctantly pulled away; we couldn't let this get into a
full-blown fuck.

     "We'd better get back soon, we can't leave Tom & Ben to sell alone." I
said. "First, however..."

     I went up to Danny, and made him hold his left arm up as if he wanted
to say something in class. I pulled on the arm of his shirt, so I could see
his armpit. I gently reached out my tongue, and licked up all the sweat
that surrounded the (fairly sparse) brown hairs. He shivered in delight,
and I moved to his other armpit, repeating the process until all the salty
sweat had been transferred to my tongue. I let the flavour roll around my
mouth, making contented noises.

     "Make sure you get nice and sweaty again for me," I said with a
wink. He kissed me once more on the lips, and we returned to the stall.

     Throughout the rest of the evening, Danny and I could hardly keep our
eyes off each other. We couldn't flirt or anything, as we were on public
display, but we could sure imagine things.

     We stayed behind after most people had gone, locking ourselves inside
the changing- room area (which included two large communal showers, eight
communal changing rooms, and a load of toilet cubicles and basins). As soon
as we were round the corner, Danny was all over me, invading my mouth with
his tongue. A welcome invasion, certainly. We tore off each other's coats,
and the T-shirts quickly followed. He held up his arms, exposing his
underarms for me again. I eagerly licked at them, enjoying the salty
taste. He took off his trousers in front of me, showing a pair of tented
green boxer shorts. I followed suit, admiring his thin, delicious form. I
eagerly followed him into one of the changing rooms, where he sat on the
bench, opening his legs.

     "You know, Matt, I'm not just sweaty under my arms..." he said,
opening his legs even wider. What an invitation. I knelt down on the cold,
hard ground, and eagerly started licking up his inside leg. He pulled the
leg of his shorts to the side, and allowed me to lick his balls.  Due to
the cold, they were pulled up tight against his crotch. I ran my tongue up
to the top of his legs. No sweat. Still, what did I care? I eagerly ran my
tongue over the ridges of skin, covering them in my saliva. I moved higher,
and ran my tongue over the base of Danny's cock. He squirmed on the bench,
trying to get more flesh in contact with my tongue. I took the initiative,
and tore off his boxers, exposing one of the nicest cocks I'd ever
seen. About 6" long, wide enough to fill my mouth nicely, I was in love. I
eagerly moved my licking to his cock, passing over the coarse brown hair. I
slowly licked up to the head, and took it in my mouth. It just fitted in,
and I immediately started sucking and licking at it, tasting the drop of
pre-cum on the tip. Danny put his hands on the back of my head, forcing me
onto him - not that I really objected. I felt his tip touch the back of my
throat as I licked around the coarse hairs of his pubes. He started
moaning, and I pulled off him quickly, not wanting him to cum.  I stood up,
and pulled him up with me. I rubbed myself up and down his back. He turned,
and started stripping me. Within a minute, I too was naked. I kissed him
lightly on the lips, letting my hands squeeze his ass, before leading him
out to the showers.



     The showers in the changing rooms were in two communal banks,
back-to-back. Each bank was divided into two separately piped sections. We
took the ones furthest from the door to the public pavilion. I turned on
the water, and waited for it to warm up a bit. Of course, we couldn't keep
to ourselves for that time. I lay down on my back, and Danny lay on top of
me, his ass by my head, both of us facing the ceiling. He turned his head
slightly, and started licking the shaft of my cock, as I buried my face in
his ass. He was delicious. I poked my tongue inside his sphincter, as my
hands rubbed his hard cock. I felt his saliva running down my cock as he
sucked on the tip. I pushed my tongue in further, probing around. I briefly
tasted a bit of shit on the tip of my tongue, before I pulled out and
started licking his balls. I felt I was about to come, and at the same
time, I felt Danny's bollocks pull up against him. I think it's safe to say
we came together, spraying wads of pearly cum all over his chest.



     As we came back to full consciousness from that state of mindless
orgasmic delirium, I heard the sounds of cheering. I looked up past Danny's
tight arse and saw Tom and Ben standing there, clapping enthusiastically. I
moved Danny off me, and stood up in front of them. They were still wearing
the smart casuals required for selling our wares, Tom in a Barcelona top
with grey trousers, Ben wearing a red T-shirt and jeans. I moved over to
them, and took Tom's face in my hands and pulled him to kiss me. I felt
myself melt into him, our hands running up and down each other's backs,
mine under his top.

     I guess I should take the time now to tell you about Tom and Ben. Ben
was one of Danny's best friend - about the same height, thin, dark hair and
a round face. Tom had dusty- brown hair, he was 6' or so with a more
elongated face, and had brown eyes - nice and fit.

     It didn't take long for Ben and Tom to be disrobed, and for us all to
be showering together. I sucked contentedly on Tom's 61/2" cock, enjoying
the warm water cascading over our bodies. I would have to say that that was
easily the best shower I'd ever had. After Danny and I had sucked Ben & Tom
to orgasm, we turned off the water, and got dressed, not wanting to risk
getting shut in overnight. We all agreed to get together again, so we could
relate our various exploits.