Date: Mon, 26 Apr 2004 11:05:11 EDT
From: GCutter66@aol.com
Subject: Rufus and Tommy - Good Friday

WARNING - This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may (and
probably will) involve sex between men, youths and boys. If such material
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RUFUS AND TOMMY - GOOD FRIDAY


by


G. Cutter



RUFUS speaking.

I decided to go it alone on this one. Rufus and Tommy - Part 1 got a pretty
good reception and we're co-operating on getting Part 2 out, I mean Ricky,
Tommy and myself are getting it organised with Richard the big brother from
hell ..... anyway, enough prattle, you know all about that.

This little gem is situated around a year before the events in Part
1. Tommy and myself had recently made the big breakthrough, we'd
fucked. Yeah. We'd done the dirty on each other and we'd loved it. We were
naturals, if we didn't fuck ourselves to death we'd probably finish up
getting married and having babies (I wish).

But this morning I was well and truly humped and itchy. To explain, it was
the Easter weekend and here I was laying in bed and scratching my bollocks
thinking of my love Tommy. As the song used to go: My Long Haired Lover
from ..... Horsham. The scratching was due to we'd done a mutual shave off
you know where five days previously and it was Itchy and Scratchy time down
under, the hump was due to the fact that we were on Half Term and Tommy's
parents had waltzed him off to the sea side for the weekend to stay with
relatives.

Poor old me. I hated Good Friday anyway, the 'rents were still in bed, I'd
heard the door slam earlier so no doubt Richy, my older brother was off to
his mates or his Club. I thought of Tommy's sweet white bum and felt Rufus
Junior start to stiffen. I gently helped it along, it was coming on well,
five inches at the last measurement and I was only fifteen, not too bad
huh?

Oh, oh. Tingly time, I felt heat in my balls and pinched off the old scrote
I didn't want to cum too soon. I worked on it, it was now as hard as a
rock, my balls were tight up in the palm of my left hand as I thrashed the
meat with the right.

'Yeah, Tommy,' I whispered as I felt a good load building up. Right there
and then I'd have given my soul to be stuck in Tommy's tight little boy
fanny with him laying there whimpering and begging me to go harder as he
does. We'd just gotten into frontals after starting off on doggy and the
last time I'd fucked him he'd cum up on my belly at the same time I'd
cum. He reckoned that showed true love, soppy pratt. I didn't use the L
word, I just liked and lusted him to death.

There we go. I took my hand off my scrotum and wanked harder, the balls
shot upto the firing position and I felt the tightness build.

Spurt, splaterooni!  I groaned as I felt the exquisite heat shoot up my
shaft and thick white streamers of my boy cum shot up my belly and onto my
chest. One good 'um splashed on my jaw with a smidgeon on my lower lip. I
licked it off. Yummy but what a waste. Tommy's tasted better. Tommy's had a
funny taste. Sugar and spice and all things nice ..... what a load of
crap. He's alright my Tommy, I'll still be sucking and fucking him when
he's onto his zimmer frame.

Anyway, out of bed and into the shower. I could hear movement in the
kitchen and hopefully mum was trying not to burn the toast. I was brought
up on burnt toast and cheap Safeways orange juice by the way. Tommy reckons
that's why I'm an evil genius without a brain. Work that one out dear
readers.

Mum and dad grunted their way through breakfast and I suffered in
silence. They had a masterplan which involved me, namely they'd decided to
call on my Auntie Carol, my mother's sister. I didn't mind Carol but she
had a daughter who I hated so it was time for some pretty heavy evasive
action.

'I lined up to go to the gym around eleven.'

'Come of it,' my mother looked at me with 'that look', you know, the one,
that means you lying little sod.

'Good thinking, Batboy,' my dad winked at me. 'I might join you.'

'The gym won't be open today, it's a Bank Holiday.' My mother was
determined to drag me off to Aunty Carol's by hooky or by crooky.

'It is,' I stared at her defiantly lying through my teeth.

'We'll drop you off at the gym,' my dad settled the argument. 'If it's open
well and good. If it's closed you come with us ..... OK?'

'OK,' I agreed. That settled that, I was well and truly fucked.

Going through the motions I changed into shorts and a t-shirt, it was a
nice day and even if I had to go to Carol's I wasn't too concerned, we'd
only spend the afternoon sitting in her posh garden talking aload of
shit. I wasn't holding out much hope for the gym being open but it was an
outside chance.  A word about this gym. It was only a small affair without
much in the way of equipment but the local Scouts had made the place
available, put one of their senior's in charge and charged a small fee for
it's use. Tommy and myself had joined out of boredom more than anything and
of course the desire to oggle young bodies in the showers. The customers
were mainly teenagers and early twenties trying to build a six pack without
getting too carried away with it, very tiny potatoes as they say.

Dad pulled up outside the place and sat there with the engine running and I
was forced to walk over closely observed by my mum's eagle eye, I clutched
my bag with my shower kit and fresh clothing and pushed the door. To my
amazement and absolute delight it swung open into the small office and
signing in area. I gave my 'rents a triumphant grin, a cheeky thumbs up and
wandered in. I stood by the door and faintly heard the car drive off
..... right I was off home.

'Good morning.' Shite, I was captured.

'Hi,' I looked around and found this guy staring at me. He gave a slight
grin and shoved his hand out. 'Frank Kyte.'

'Rufus,' I mumbled in return. Sod it. So much for going home and buggering
about on the Playstation.

'We are closed actually.' This guy looked at me like I was a prime cut of
beef. 'You can do some lifts or something if you like but I'll have to lock
up in around an hour.'

'Fine,' I perked up. An hour would do me. This guy was OK, probably around
twenty but built like a brick shithouse if you know what I mean. Thick wavy
brown hair and a round six foot, I felt like a fuckin' midget alongside him
but followed as he led into the small gym room.

'OK?' He looked at me and grinned. 'You wanna hand, give me a call.'

'Cheers,' I peeled off my t-shirt and put it with my bag. There was
something about this guy, a certain look in his eyes. I don't believe in
gaydar as Tommy does but something had come up on my screen, I could feel
the ting ting of a little alarm bell in the back of my head. I lay down on
the bench where you do the weights and reached up and grasped the bar.

'Hey, hey!' This Frank geyser shot across and stood over my head looking
down at me, I had a facefull of his shorts and rather bulky crotch. 'You
can't use this without being spotted, it's the old safety thing,' he
explained. 'It's far too big for a boy of your build, anyway.'

'You reckon,' I stared at his groin, it was inches away from my mouth.

'Wanna give it a go?' His hips made the smallest suggestion of a pelvic
thrust.

'I'll try anything once,' I felt my voice break.

'I should lock up, we're not supposed to be open.' The little pelvic
suggestion again.

'Go on then.' That was it, I'd more or less put myself on offer. I gotta
good excuse. I was bored. OK?

He swiftly walked out of the room and I heard the bolts go on the door, a
minute later he returned and stood over me again.

'I think this is too big for you,' he casually lifted the weights of their
stand and replaced them with a meaty clonk.

'As I said. I'll try anything once,' I laughed a bit nervously I guess and
attempted to lift the monstrous weights, Small chance and no chance. His
crotch was around three inches from my face.

'Wanna try this?' From the angle I was laying at I saw him hook the
waistband of his shorts and shuck then down to his knees exposing a white
jock strap with a bloody great bulge, in fact the material was being forced
away from his body by his burgeoning erection.

'Go on,' I croaked.

The jockstrap was down in a flash and his huge semi erect sausage hit the
fresh hair. Curiously enough he was shaved as well but that's where the
similarity ended. His cock belittled my five incher, it was seven inches in
it's half hard state and as he bent his knees a bit the huge purple glans
slipped across my lips. I opened my mouth, be fair, what was a young boy to
do.

I stretched my mouth wide open as his huge glans filled it, it was a
purpley red like one of those Vicoria plums you see and I could taste the
merest hint of salty precum. He started to raise and lower himself slightly
slipping it in and out of my mouth. I grabbed the bar of the weights
tightly and started to move up and down feeling more and more of his thick
hardness slip into my throat.

'Aaah, good boy.' This time he really bent his legs and I felt his massive
prong in my mouth and in my gullet. I was actually deep throating him and
trying to breathe through my nose. 'Ooooh, great,' he crooned as he worked
himself in and out of my mouth and throat. If he'd have cum there and then
I'd have drowned. I shucked my shorts free and holding onto one of his tree
like thighs started to wank myself, I was fully recharged after the bedroom
effort of earlier that morning.

This seemed to go on forever, in fact I was praying for him to cum his load
before he choked me but he had his own agenda. He slid his slippery cock
free and I looked up at it waving about in front of my face, spit slick and
slimy it must have been around nine inches or so, it was
gi-fuckin'-normous.

'Stand up, Rufe,' he pulled me to my feel and grasped my own hardness. 'Not
bad,' he grinned and gave me a bit of a wank as we stood there. 'Cop hold
of the bar,' he manhandled me around to face the suspended weights.

'You are not sticking that bloody great thing in me.' Jeez. I'm game for a
bit of adventure but the size of that thing, He could do me damage, even
give me a case of split ring, I'd finish up with an arsehole like the
Blackwall Tunnel (overseas readers provide your own tunnel).

'I won't hurt you,' he bent me over and I grasped the bar. I felt his huge
hardon slip across my buns but then he kissed the back of my neck and
started to lick and lap down my back. I suddenly realised that if he wanted
to rape me I didn't stand a chance. The place was locked, he was twice my
size and to cap it off the surrounds were deserted with the public
holiday. I was one lost puppy dog.

'Ooooh.' That was nice. He was kissing my cheeks and reaching through my
legs and toying with my nuts. I glanced down and saw that I'd started
leaking. Shit. I felt his slippery tongue at my crack and I felt myself
push my bottom out. I thought Tommy and myself had plumbed the depths but
we'd never rimmed or plated each other, that was a bridge too far. Not for
this guy though. He spread my cheeks and I felt his tongue taking great cow
licks at my exposed ring. It was good, I shoved the butt out and spread my
legs, I was as hard as an iron bar. I swear his tongue entered me as he
held my thighs and made a right meal of it.

I was so hot, my erection was dribbling like a tap, this guy was a real
turn on or at least his tongue was. I felt a brief pain and felt his finger
in me relaxing and massaging my ring. Then the buzz as he hit the prostate.

'Aaaaah,' I pushed back onto his probing and groaned with disappointment as
he slid his finger free but he wasn't done. I felt his tongue again and
this time I was bloody sure it was in me but then again finger fucking this
time with two fingers easing and relaxing that important muscle. I knew
what he wanted but the misgivings had gone, he knew what he was doing and
where he was going.

'I won't hurt you,' I felt his fingers slip free and his tongue give me a
final sloppy lick and he was kissing up my back. I felt something else and
that was his huge knob slipping between my relaxed buns. I could feel his
broad chest on my back as his knob located my sphincter and started to
push.

'Take it easy,' I nearly cried. I knew I couldn't handle anything that big
but what the fuck could I do.

'Relax, push out,' his knob nudged at my ring and I felt myself opening
up. It was painful but not really intense, I pushed out like I wanted to
fart and I felt the humungous lump pop my ring.

'Yessss,' he sighed with satisfaction as my ring took his slippery glans
and then his shaft started to slip in as well, the hard bit was over, only
about another seven inches to go.  'You alright?' He mumbled as he moved
his powerful hips to and fro feeding me a little more of his thick cock at
every stroke.

'I'll live,' I laughed shakily as I slowly wanked in time to his thrusts. I
could feel the huge thing filing me and it was good. The nervousness was
gone now, I pushed my bottom back onto his hot hardness filling my belly.

'You are such a beautiful boy,' he kissed the side of my neck and started
to move faster grasping and stroking my hips with his big hands. I felt the
briefest of brushes with his belly, he was nearly there.

'All the way,' I grunted and shoved back as he thrust in.

'Gawd,' he groaned as he seated his root deep in my bottom. I moaned as I
wriggled on his hot meat, by some miracle it was completely inside me and I
felt so wierd. I felt like I had one of those salami sausages up my bottom
but this was warm and I swear I could feel the blood pumping in his veins
as he shagged me faster and harder. 'Yeah, take it Rufe, take it,' he
kissed me and started to fuck deeper and deeper, I could hear the slap of
his sweaty belly as it smacked against my back. Suddenly he was sliding
free, his thrusts were getting less and less.

'You haven't cum yet,' I heard myself wail as he slid free.

'In a moment,' he span me around and kissed me fully on the lips, then the
tongues met. He was taller than me and I felt his slippery organ slide up
and down on my belly as he guided me backwards onto the bench. 'Gonna fuck
you so hard.....' he grinned at me fiercely as he raised my legs exposing
my pucker.

'Yes please,' I laughed as he positioned himelf. I knew now that I could
take it and I wanted more of his giant meat loaf. I slowly wanked myself as
he located his swollen organ now dripping with precum at my hole and quite
easily entered me yet again.

'Yesss,' he thrust in and our lips met and that was it. He was away
hammering into my body as I waved my legs about and pulled on Rufus Junior,
I wanted to cum something bad. My balls were tight up and his huge dong in
my tunnel was hitting all the right places.  He held my hips and more or
less pulled my body onto his powerful thrusts, it felt like his erection
was going to pop into my mouth at any minute.

'Jeeeesus,' I wailed, it was all over for me. A massive initial spurt of my
thick creamy goo shot into the air and spashed back onto my knob to meet
another spurt which covered my clenched fist and ran off onto my
belly. 'Aah, my Gawd,' I closed my eyes as I felt his huge tool really
ramming into me and my tight cock spraying my love juice all over my fist
and belly. Talk about drained, I was absolutely shattered.

'Yesss,' he slid free with a rather painful jerk and I felt the emptiness
as my ring closed. I looked down in time to see his huge slimy penis begin
to spurt and splash a massive load of thick man spunk all over my worn out
cock and belly. Christ, he came like a horse. I was smothered with puddles
of his thick creamy jism, it was on my dick with my own, on my flat belly
and even up on my chest.

'Wow,' I grinned up at him as he came in for another kiss. I felt his hands
smear the joint cums all over me until I was slippery and shiny with the
thick goo.

'So yummy, I could eat ya,' he laughed and proceeded to lick and lap the
spilt semen from my body. I just sighed and let him pig out. He licked and
lapped way until I was now shiny with his saliva, as a bonus he took my
wilted organ into his mouth and washed it with his tongue. Needless to say
it began to stiffen up again.

'That was wicked, Frank.'

'Let's shower,' he stood up and hauled me to my feet. 'Thank you,
Rufe. That was brilliant.'

'My pleasure, sir.' I swear I simpered like a little girl. Tommy would have
been disgusted.

We got into the showers and shared a nozzle, he soaped me and I soaped
him. I saw his huge prong thicken up and start to lift. I had no problems,
I was already as hard as a steel bar. thank God for fifteen year old
hormones.

One soapy kiss, a meeting of tongues and he was on his knees grasping my
soapy buns and mouthing at my pride and joy. I worked myself in and out of
his mouth and moaned with frustration as he slid off me.

'Frank, you're a teaser.'

'No I'm not,' he grinned at me like Bugs Bunny and turned around and knelt
under the running water. 'What are you waiting for,' he wriggled his
muscular bum.

Jeez, talk about a Long Good Friday.


					Thats all for now Folks

To be followed by Rufus and Tommy - Part 2

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