Date: Tue, 10 Dec 2013 21:10:37 +0000
From: EDWARD JOHNSON <eddjohnson2002@hotmail.com>
Subject: Who's in Charge Part 1

Intro..

Darren had his own place in Manchester, a penthouse apartment right in the
heart of the city. He was well off as his family owned a chain of
restaurants and gave him an allowance every month, which Darren mainly
spent on partying and designer clothes. He enjoyed spending and treating
the guys that he knew. Especially one guy named Tom he knew.

Tom was only 2 years younger than himself but he had such a crush on
him. His rock hard abs and chiselled face made Darren go weak at the knees
every time they met. They had been friends for almost 4 years now, since
College. He had fancied him so much at College. Always picking the seat
next to him so he could take a peek at that sizeable bulge of Tom's
whenever he wanted to. He loved the smell of Tom too, his masculine smell
of paco rabbanne and man sweat. That after smell

like he had just played a game of Rugby and had a night out with the lads.

Darren often had dreams about having his way with Tom. Fucking him hard and
making him his bitch. He wished these dreams would come true one day.

Chapter 1

'How ya doing?' said Tom to Darren. He had come round to watch the rugby on
a late Saturday afternoon like they always did. As he opened the door to
Tom his masculine voice pierced through Darren making his heart pump
faster. Tom was wearing his joggers and just a rugby top. He looked so sexy
in that tight top with his huge chest. Tom had a rugby players frame so big
chest and big shoulders and a huge round ass at the back. He had short hair
and still the same chiselled face that Darren remembered when they were in
College.

' Im good Tom, come in the rugby game is just about to start' said Darren
as he allowed Tom to walk down the hallway to the lounge first. As Darren
closed the door and turned around to walk behind Tom to the lounge he could
not help checking out Toms round arse. It must've been a hot day because
there were beads of sweat on Toms back, dripping down into that tight arse
of his. How Darren wished he could get down on his knees right now and give
that arse a good licking. Cleaning off them beads of sweat and rimming that
moist and tasty arse of his.

Tom walked with quite a thud, his tree trunk legs rubbing against each
other as he headed into the living room. ' Want a beer?' asked Darren. '
Yeah I need one after the day I've had' replied Tom. ' That bad is it','
yeah one hell of a long day' said Tom slumping down his firm arse onto the
sofa and spreading his legs wide like any masculine guy would do to
relax. As Darren walked into the kitchen to get the beers he could not help
but notice that bulge in Toms trousers, it's like he had stuck a pack of
socks down there. He thought to himself it must've gotten bigger since last
week, he was sure

of it. Darren had always been worried of being caught perving on Tom, he
had always been cautious and tried to just take a quick glance and then
look away.

The only problem this time was that just as Darren was about to enter
through the door to the kitchen Tom had to rearrange his junk. Darren
stopped at the door as Tom still had his eyes on the TV watching the
pre-game programme. His masculine hand slowly going down and under his
waistband and into his underpants underneath. It did not last long but to
Darren it felt

like minutes. Toms hand cupping his balls and pulling them upwards, must've
been stuck to his leg Darren thought. As Toms hand made its way out of his
underwear Darren swears he caught a glimpse of a finely trimmed bush above
that bulge.

This all happened in like 5 seconds but to Darren it seemed a lot
longer. He walked into the kitchen, opened the fridge, stuck his face in it
for a second, he needed to cool down a bit before heading back into the
lounge. The sight of Tom doing that had made him all hot and flustered. He
grabbed a couple of cans of beer, closed the fridge and headed back into
the lounge.

Tom was still sat in exactly the same position Darren had left him in only
moments ago. His eyes glued to the TV as the Rugby players were warming up
and doing their stretches. Darren sat down next to Tom handing him over a
can. 'Thanks' Said Tom ' just what i need right now, I've had such a long
day, what with my Footy team losing 3-0 and this hot weather were
having'. Opening the can and raising his muscular arms, taking a long swig
from the can then lowering it again as he

slumped more back into the sofa.

'So how's your day been Darren? asked tom, taking his eyes away from the TV
for a split moment before resuming watching.' Ahh its been ok, just
chilling here doing some cleaning, you know manly stuff' Darren joked. Tom
let out a small laugh. 'You know what you need Darren, a cleaner that's
what you need' Tom said ' someone to do the dirty chores for you that you
don't want to do'. 'You wanna clean for me then Tom' Darren said. ' Err no
thanks' Tom responded with a smirk on his face.

' I reckon u'll look good in a French maids uniform' Darren joked as Tom
pretended not to listen. Darren poked Tom in the side making Tom squirm to
the side 'you would' Darren said again. ' Cut it out' Tom said angrily '
I'm not being your skivvy and I'm definitely not wearing a maids
uniform. Tom took another long swig of beer, eyes fixed on the TV as the
Rugby match was just about to begin.

Darren mind wandered again, imagining Tom in not a French maids uniform but
a Naked butlers uniform, you know the one with just a tight pair of black
briefs and a bow tie. Waiting on Darren hand and foot and getting him
whatever he wanted when he wanted. Being at his feet and kneeling right at
crotch level. Looking up at Darren as he snapped orders at Tom and walking
off shaking that ass in his tight briefs. Darren had to shake himself out
of that fantasy, the match was just about to

begin and he didn't want Tom noticing his semi hard penis that was slowly
tenting in his jeans. Both guys lay back further more in the couch, holding
their can in one hand as the other hand was rested side by side next to
each other. How Darren wished he could be Toms and hold that manly hand of
his, especially in public, be his and nobody else's.

The Whistle blew and the match began, the scrum was always the best part,
the TV camera panning around as all the big muscular guys had their bums
presented straight to the camera, them tight shorts bursting at the seams
as they pushed back with their legs to try and get the ball, their arms
over each other like they were hugging. The tigers got the ball, passing it
down the field one person to another, getting closer to the line. Tom bent
forward on the sofa ' Come on' he shouted with a fist in the air. His shirt
riding up his back as Darren took a quick peek of his upper back, just a
tiny bit

of fur lay on his back, trailing its way down and into his
waistband. Darren imagined Tom to have a slightly hairy arse, he was that
type of person to have a muscular and musky ass. He knew Tom had fuzzy
chest and a hairy turtle trail because whenever he was in public and it was
sweltering hot weather he liked to take his top off. Tom was not ashamed of
his body and quite proud of it, well quite cocky about it.

The ball getting closer and closer to the line, Tom started getting more
excited, the smile on his face and his voice repeatedly saying ' come
on'. Darren could not help but keep his eyes fixated on Tom instead of the
game. He didn't want him to notice but could not help but find him
attractive when he was so excited . Tom stood up cheering, his arse right
in Darren's face, clenched and tight, inches from that horny boys face,
eyes on that arse, the prize that he hoped for later on in the day.

' Fuck yeah' Tom shouted as his team scored a try. Darren let out a
half-hearted ' Yes' as he wasn't so interested in the game than his mates
arse. Tom turned around and looked at his friend as Darren quickly turned
back to the TV. He turned red as he could swear he did it too slow and
hoped Tom didn't catch him staring. Tom sat back down as the rugby players
were lining back up for a kick, hands grazing as he sat back down. Sweat on
Toms forehead from getting too excited. Tom took

another long swig of his beer this time from the arm closest to Darren. His
hot muscular arm flexing right in front of his mate. That toned muscular
arm that he wished to be round his body and that hand that he hoped would
be round his dick one day.

The teams were ready for another kickoff, getting into the scrum, pushing
each other back and forth to get the ball. As it was a hot afternoon and as
Tom kinda wound himself up with all the excitement and asked Darren ' Is it
ok if I take my top off, its boiling in here'. Darren let out a blush he
hoped Tom wouldn't notice, looking away ' yeah that's fine, it is pretty
hot in her'. 'You don't need to ask me if you wanna start getting naked'
Darren joked. Tom let out a small 'hah'.

This was the norm to Darren, Tom taking his top off whenever he felt like
it. As Tom lifted his top up slowly, Darren could not help but look at him
through the corner of his eye. That toned muscular chest of his, Darren's
mouth slightly opened as he was salivating a lot through the sight of his
friend taking his clothes off in front of him. The shirt going over his
head as Darren took a full look of that body as Tom could not see. He just
wanted to pounce on him right there and then. Sweat dripping down that
forest of fur down the middle of his chest, running down every hair and
down the contours of his chest, running down to his abs and then getting
soaked in to his waistband. The shirt came over his head and Darren's head
turned back to the TV to watch the game again. He could smell the musky
scent of Tom from inches away, sweat mixed with aftershave. Darren was
getting very turned on by all these senses. He started to tent up in his
shorts. He could not help but let his mind wander, he wanted Tom so bad at
that point but was afraid it would ruin their friendship. He had to hide
his developing hard on in his shorts so he finished the rest of his beer
and asked if Tom wanted another one. 'Yeah mate, ill have another one' Tom
responded. 'Ok ill go get one' as Darren walked off trying to keep eye
contact with Tom until he managed to vanish outta sight.

Darren needed a piss so he headed down the corridor to the
bathroom. Standing by the toilet he undid his flies and pulled out his cock
and started pissing. His mind wandering back to what happened only 2
minutes ago. Finishing his piss his cock started to get hard, turning from
soft to hard in almost 10 seconds. Darren was so horny at this point he
started tugging away at his cock still standing there in front of the
toilet. Tugging away on that rock hard cock his hand wandered up to his
nipples that were very hard already. He started pinching his nipples, his
head back, eyes closed letting out a little moan. Still tugging away at
that cock getting faster and faster he realised he had been in the bathroom
for almost 5 minutes. 'Shit' he thought 'better get back'. Stuffing his
still hard cock back into his tight shorts and rearranging it to try and
make it not so noticeable.

He flushed, washed his hands and headed out to the kitchen to grab another
beer from the fridge. Heading back into the lounge Tom looked at Darren '
what took so long mate, were you having a wank in there?'. 'Fuck no I was
taking a piss' Darren said slightly going red. 'Fucking long piss that was'
Tom said letting out a small laugh. 'Well it's a hot day and I've been
drinking lots of water and beer today' Darren said as he handed Tom the
beer and sat down, not wanting to talk about it anymore. ' It's ok if you
were having a wank, the hot weather makes me extremely horny too' as Tom
said, lying back and rubbing his crotch up and down while letting out
another laugh. Darren's eyes nearly popped out of his skull at the sight of
his friend rubbing his huge bulge in front of him. ' I jerk off like 5
times a day in the summer, maybe it cools my manhood down when I whip it
out and jerk off' Tom said letting out a smirk and another laugh.

Wanting to take his mind of this extremely horny developing conversation he
tried to change the subject and asked 'Missed anything exciting on the
rugby while I was gone?'. ' Nah, same old, nobodies scored, Green got sent
off, his shirt got ripped by Hart so he's gone back to the dressing room to
get changed' Tom responded. ' How'd that happen?' Darren said wanting to
know the full detail. ' Pretty boring really' Tom said ' they were hugging'
Tom joked ' and all of a sudden

Greens shirt just ripped straight off'.' Almost as if he did it on purpose
to see his body' Tom said looking at Darren up and down before looking back
at the TV.

 It was getting near half time, the game seemed like it was going so fast,
mainly because he wasn't really paying that much attention to it, his
attention was mainly on his friend and his body. The rugby players on TV
looking warn out, the sweat dripping down their bodies bending over to
catch their breath as any sportsman would do, their shirts riding up and
their shorts riding down. The mud on their face, legs and clothes. Darren
loved the smell and atmosphere of locker rooms. He occasionally played
rugby a few years ago. The guys getting back after a long game, the smell
of pure man was intoxicating. He very rarely took a shower after practice
as the sight and smell of the locker rooms turned him on so much he was
afraid that he would get a massive hard on in the shower and be left
humiliated. The sight of the guys all muddy and soapy in the shower was too
much for him, rugby players are very playful after a game, maybe it's all
the testosterone . They would occasionally have their arms around each
other.  Not having a shower at the end of practice meant he would head home
a lot right after the game, making up excuses and very rarely attending the
piss-up down the pub afterwards. The piss-ups were mainly the guys getting
absolutely wasted and humiliating themselves with dares that Darren found
very horny. Dares like running down the street naked and licking butter of
the other guys abs and topless pole dances wherever they could find a pole,
to name a few.

The half time whistle blew and the players headed back to the locker rooms
to get a short break before the second half. The camera panning into their
backs as they headed into the locker room showing their tight arses for the
audience to see.

Tom slumped back on the sofa, cocked his leg up and farted. 'Sorry mate
must be the beer, makes me do that '. He farted in front of Darren so many
times he kind of became immune to them but still got turned on by the
manliness of it all. Darren bit his lip, the way that Tom drank beer
flexing his muscles, sat there in front of his mate topless and farted in
front of him turned him on so much. The masculinity factor of it all sent
Darren over the edge. Darren lifted his leg up in the direction of Tom
farting back, this time louder and for much longer. 'Fuck' said Tom wafting
it away ' what the fuck you been eating?' poking Darren in his toned
stomach. ' Ahh Burgers and Takeaways mainly'. Tom lent sideways on the sofa
just about to fart again in the direction of Darren. Before he could fart
Darren grabbed Tom by the shoulder and forced him back onto his arse,
slowly caressing his arm as he let go, feeling that toned forearm of
his. Darren began to get hard, his semi in his tight trousers slowly
becoming visible. He jumped up from the sofa ' Erm..I got to get something
from the..erm.. Kitchen' Darren said rushing to the kitchen.

' Fuck' he thought leaning against the counter, his cock still tenting
slightly in his trousers. He couldn't let his friend see him like this. He
had such feeling for his friend and the daydreams that he was having
regularly were messing with his head. 'You alright?' said Tom poking his
head round the door, startling Darren and making his arms slip from the
countertop. 'Err yeah I'm ok, just getting some food' said Darren, looking
around him, noticing that there was no food in sight he could grab. ' You
were having a wank again weren't you Darren' Tom said. ' No I fucking
wasn't mate' Darren said angrily. ' Well why is there a lump in your
trousers? Tom said looking down directly into Darren's crotch. Darren
looked down and noticed that his semi-hard cock was still visible in his
tight trousers. Darren started to blush, covering his crotch with his
hand. ' It must be this heat' Darren said,' like you said the heat does it
to you too'. Tom lifted an eyebrow ' yeah must be the heat' he said
chuckling under his breath head cocked against the doorframe, looking at
Darren from head to toe stopping and paying particular attention to the
bulge in his friends trousers.

Darren's cock wouldn't go down, the sight of his friend checking him out
turned him on even more and kept that cock semi hard for far longer than he
wanted.' Quit it' Darren snapped.' What? Tom said looked up into Darren's
eyes. ' Stop teasing me, you know I'm gay, you're so hot' Darren said
looking down to the floor' that's all, I can't help it'. Tom taking a step
in the kitchen responded ' I know, I've seen you checking me out in the
locker rooms at college before'. Stepping over to Darren and pulling his
chin up with his forefinger' your eyes were all over me'. 'It's ok I know
that I have a great body but I never expected one of my best friends to
like it so much' Tom said still looking deeply into Darren's eyes, faces
within inches of each other. Darren could feel Toms breath on his face they
were so close, Darren breathing heavily now sure that Tom could also feel
his breath. 'I'm glad you like my body because I like yours too' Tom
confessed looking down and raising a hand to stroke Darren's chest through
his top. His hand feeling the contours of Darren's body making him harder
and making his bulge more visible. Darren looked away, it was so much to
take in what his friend was doing to him right now. He had no idea that Tom
felt the same way for him. He had to think about what to do next as he did
not want to lose Tom as a friend.

Tom lent in to Darren, their crotches now touching each other. He could
feel Toms bulge through his own trousers. That massive bulge that he had
been longing for year. He looked up and directly into Toms eyes which were
now within 5 inches of his. Darren opened his lips ready to speak but
before he could talk Tom blurted 'I think you're amazing Darren, I like
everything about you your Humour, your generosity and well... your amazing
body'. Toms hand still on Darren's body now working its way up to his Chest
caressing every ripple of his stomach muscles. Darren let out a little
moan, his cock now incredibly hard in his trousers begging to be released
from them tight pants holding it in. Toms hand now reaching Darren's abs ,
his fingers circling his sensitive nipples. Darren bit his lip and let out
another moan slowly raising his head and closing his eyes. He liked the way
his friend was caressing his body. He liked how slow this was all going and
his friend wasn't rushing him.

' Are you sure about this?' Darren said looking down and at Tom' It's just
that I don't want to rush anything'. 'We've been friends for years' Darren
continued ' and I don't want this to ruin our friendship'. ' Darren, I've
been checking you out for years, I've fancied you ever since we started
college, the first day when you were in my shower after Football trials'
Tom said raising his hand, now caressing Darren's neck. ' I couldn't help
but check you out, I was incredibly attracted to you on that football
field, your tight clothes, covered in mud and sweat' Tom said cautiously '
I just wanted to pounce on you there and then and it's been killing me not
being able to have you'. ' I've been wanting you to know how I feel about
you for years' Tom said, his eyes starting to well up with tears. Darren's
cock started to subside, the emotions going round his head were too much
for him to think about right now. 'Do you feel the same for me Darren?' Tom
asked. Darren took a second to think what he was going to say, he did not
want to say the wrong thing and ruin any possible chance of them being
together. 'Of course I do Tom, I feel exactly the same way for you, I love
every second we spend together whenever we see each other, I find it hard
to concentrate around you and cant breath when I'm around you' Darren said
also starting to tear up. Tom smiled, his lips from ear to ear he was so
happy. He was so glad that his friend felt the same way for him.

Tom leaned into Darren again, their lips making contact for the very first
time as they started to kiss. Their tongues darting out slowly as they were
gently caressing each other's lips with their own. Darren's heart racing in
his chest, he could not believe what was happening. Darren raised his arms
and wrapped them around Toms muscular body and interlocking his hands as
they joined behind Tom. They continued kissing even as they heard the
whistle blow for the second half of the rugby game in the other room. To
them that wasn't important as what was happening there and then right in
the middle of Darren's kitchen.

End of Chapter 1


Chapter 2