Date: Fri, 8 Mar 2013 17:47:16 -0500 From: jasper adams <proseinourdreams@googlemail.com> Subject: arie and jef play gay chicken Hope you guys enjoy it. Remember to send in feedback or any other comments - it is all greatly appreciated! Please note that this story [probably] has nothing to do with the real lives and proclivities of Jef Holm and Arie Luyendyk, Jr., stars of the reality TV show "The Bachelorette". proseinourdreams@gmail.com proseinourdreams.blogspot.com -.-.-. "dude, you still awake?" "yah, why?" "can't sleep... major blue balls..." "lol... that's what we put up with being on this damn show. don't even know why i'm still here..." "..." "man, what you doing over there?" "(...)" "really, dude...!" "(... ughn...!)" "seriously! not cool!" "(ughn...) oh relax, arie... (ughn... ughn...)" "are you fucking with me, jef?!" "(ughn... ughn...) dude i'm so fucking horny... (ughn... ughn... ugh...)" - it was pitch black in the room the two guys shared, each in a twin bed separated by only a couple of feet. arie luyendyk, jr., could hear his younger roommate (and reality tv rival) moan under his breath, a hint of his boyish pal's secretive stroking under the sheets, even a faint whiff of precum and spit; boy sweat and... ass? "seriously, cut that shit out," the handsome 6'2" dutch-born race car driver cautioned. somehow, he felt his own nine-inch monster stir inside his boxers. he heard more moans emitting from jef holm's bed, a bit louder now. "man, you're gonna get your mormon punk-ass kicked off the show!" "(ughn... ugh...) i just wish emily would freaking give me a one-on-one... (ughn... ughn...)" jef stroked his seven-inch cock, thick like a red bull can, as he lamented, referring to the woman for whom everyone here is pining. "did you get to make out with her during your one-on-one? did you get some emily pussy? ughn!" "jesus christ, jef!" arie felt his cock grow harder. there is something about that boyish skateboard kid laying a few feet from him; with a cute devilish grin, jef was always filled with crazy, fun sexual energy and always seemed horny. arie remembered catching a glimpse of jef's bare boy butt earlier in the evening when jef was changing... two perfectly perky round cheeks, smooth and white. when jef bent over arie swore he saw the boy's pink hole, almost winking at him. now he hears jef moaning... and breathing heavier... "it's just a reality show... the fucking bachelorette for crying out loud!" "(ughn... ughn...) yah, one you or sean will win, and you guys don't even love her like i love her... (ughn... ughn... ughn...)!" "what the fuck do you know? we want to win her just as badly as you do!" arie heard jef kick off his sheets and comforter, catching the distinct smell of a boy in heat. definitely precum and spit. and sweat, does he smell boy ass? fuck! arie was completely hard. his giant dutch cock, not as thick as a red bull can, but still fat and long - a solid, solid nine-inches of uncut man meat. in the darkness he could still see jef's adorable profile, glistening torso, hand working rapidly over a nice meaty cock. more moaning, and panting... legs spread wide, knees up. what the fuck is jef's other hand doing?! jef is not really a twink, but certainly appears to be one – his lithe body is well defined, toned, and smooth, meaty in all the rigth places... pecs, ass, cock.. thighs... calves... lean in all the other right places... abs, waist... arie couldn't take his eyes off of jef, his left thumb unconsciously found its way to his sensitive left nipple. "(((ughn...)))" "ughn... ughn! no you don't... i'd do anything to win... her... ughn! ughn!" arie was enraptured. his long legs kicked off his sheet with his bare size-14 feet, as jef had done, releasing his monster cock from the confines of his boxers into the thick night air, electricity shooting from his left nipple down to his long toes and back up to his rock-hard cock. his toes curled from the pleasure he was giving himself via the one nipple, well-worn quarter-sized nipple. "ughn! ughn! ughn! i'd do anything... to win... her..." jef had flipped over, his glorious boy butt glistening with sweat, gyrating obscenely in the darkness, fucking his own right hand. arie heard the boy moan deeply into his pillow, his round ass raising a foot or two off the bed, his cute size nine feet kicking in the air, toes curled. "anything...!" - jef knew what he was doing of course. he had caught arie's lingering eyes this whole time they roomed together. arie was practically drooling when he decided to bend over bare-assed, his tight, pink boy hole winking at the hot race car driver. yes, jef knew... this is how he's going to have an edge over arie. their rival sean is next. - arie couldn't believe the sight before him. jef's gorgeous boy butt writhing in the darkness, smelling the wild boy's sweat, sex, ass... arie began stroking his long cock. he had no clue why he was so turned on by jef, a good pal he's sure would be a friend for life. something about jef's grin, his big eyes, that tight, toned little body, that fat ass... arie caught jef's twinkling eyes. fuck! did jef just wink at me? the boy got on his knees on the bed, facing arie, stroking a raging hard cock, shiny with precum, his other hand pinching his plump boy tits. "ughn... ughn... ughn... like what you see, arie?" jef cooed, fucking his own hand, staring lasciviously at the racing stud in the neighboring bed. arie couldn't believe how fat jef's cock is - suppose it balances out his fat boy ass. jef couldn't believe how lean, cut and muscled arie is, plus that cock. that horse-hung cock. a slight panic flashed through jef's devious head momentarily. what if i can't take that whole thing? surely arie wouldn't dare go that far!? their game of gay chicken continued. "fuck... ughn... fuck yah, jef.... dude what... what... what are you... ughn!!! fuck!!" jef had gotten off his bed and crawled towards arie, never once losing eye contact, sticking his tongue out like an eager, hungry puppy, licking arie's cock, from head to base, lapping up every veiny contour on that enormous cock. "oh shit jef! fuck!" arie leaned back, body buckling, both thumbs flicking at his nipples, eyes rolled to the back of his head, toes flexed and curled as he felt jef inhale his cock deeper and deeper, gagging, stopping, relentlessly going deeper, and deeper, more gagging, tears, deeper, gagging, coughing, and deeper, until he felt jef's lips around the base of his cock, stuffing the boy's throat with man meat. then jef began face-fucking himself on arie's cock like a pro. "JESUS FUCK JEF! UGH! UGH! FUCK YOUR MOUTH IS HOT!" "tell me what you want, arie... i'll do whatever you want..." jef panted as the monster cock fell out of his boy mouth, his adorable face covered in saliva and tears. he stroked arie's cock and looked coyly at arie, whose cheeks are flushed red, in disbelief, his sculpted chest and cut abs heaving, glistening with sweat. before arie could comprehend jef's proposal, jef answered himself, "actually, don't tell me... i know exactly what you want..." with that, the dirty boy began giving arie a tongue bath, starting with the racer's long, sweaty toes, exploring every crevice, inhaling every manly, pungent smell, eliciting sighs and groans and expletives from the athletic body quivering before him. onward to his ankles, legs, sensitive thighs, a straight virgin man hole. jef went to town. "OH FUCK FUCK JEF WHAT THE FUCK UGHN UGHN ARGHNN UGHN FUCK!!!" arie was in ecstasy. jef was licking, tonguing, sucking and nibbling at his virgin ass, sending shock waves from ass to toes to nipples to fingers to cock to his head. arie felt dizzy, never before finding his long legs so willingly spread wide in the air. finally coming up for air, jef flashed arie a devilish grin and climbed on top of the tall, panting man, straddling arie and sucking on arie's raw nipples, feeling the man buckling beneath his body, groaning and moaning in pleasure, feeling arie's leaking cock rub against his own smooth ass crack. "tell me what you want, dude..." jef whispered to arie as he leaned in to kiss the racer, rubbing his ass crack all along arie's long cock, greasing himself up with arie's precum along with his own spit. "tell me what you want me to do, arie... i'm your little bitch boy for tonite... tell me what you want..." "fuck man! fuck!" feeling jef's soft lips on his, at once gentle, sweet, forceful and rough, feeling that plump boy ass teasing him. arie was so hard, on the edge of busting, letting jef invade his mouth with his tongue, jef's fingers flicking at his nipples, feeling up jef's sweaty, smooth, tight body on top of him with his hands, jef's fat boy cock leaking, hard, wedged against their hard bellies... jef's hot, tight boy hole swallowing his cock head. "(GUHNNNNNN!)" jef winced as he felt arie's fat cock head invade his own straight virgin hole, clamping his teeth down on arie's nipple, making arie scream underneath him as well. he was determined. sweat poured from his face, pits, crotch. his ass was on fire. he begged as he slowly lowered himself down on arie's dripping raw cock. "(GUHNNN! UGHNNN!) tell me what you want, arie... i'm ur little fag boi, tell me what u want bro, tell ur little slut pussy boi what u want... please!" "FUCK JEF!! GOD UR SO FUCKING TIGHT UGHN UGHN UGHN!" jef's ass felt unbelievable, wet, tight, hot, swallowing half-inch at a time. jef's was in pain, his face bright red, tears on the verge of trickling down his rosy cheeks. he lowered himself further. surely arie would snap to his senses and throw him off any moment now? instead, arie grabbed jef's round ass and rammed the remaining five inches into jef. "FUCK YAH YOU LITTLE BITCH! COME ON BOY YOU CAN TAKE IT!!" jef howled, screamed out, no longer in control of this perverse game he initiated, precum dripping out out of his red hot boy cock as a switch in arie was flipped, jackhammering hard and fast into a flailing jef, covered in sweat, trembling, quivering. "UGHNN UGHNN UGHNN TAKE IT U CUNT, TAKE IT BOY TAKE UR BRO'S MONSTER DICK!" WANT MORE? TBC!