Date: Fri, 16 May 2014 19:23:29 -0400
From: Adz Sampson <SwaggerJagger90@mail.com>
Subject: EastEnd Fucking - Part 9

Johnny Carter and Deano Wicks.

He hated being here. He hated this place, he hated every fucking shit
memory it bought back and he hated seeing her face every day and acting
like everything was normal.

Well it wasn't normal. It never would be. He hated here, he hated Walford
and he couldn't wait to fucking get out of this shitty town, with it's
shitty memories and it's shitty people and really he just hated everything
about this shitty little place.

Seeing his mother. He hated that. He hated her. Maybe hate was too strong a
word. He deeply despised her. It was due to her, and her incomptance as a
mother and her inabilitly to not give a single fuck except for her booze
and her cigarettes and whose dick she was going to jump on this week and he
hated that she couldn't see how messed up, how fucked up his life had
become but mostly he hated that she got to go about her daily life with no
problems at all whilst he was up to his neck with problems and debts and
fuck he didn't even want to think about it.

If you'd have told Dean Wicks this time last year that he'd been back in
Walford, seeing his mother every fucking day and meeting her family, he'd
have laughed at you. No, he'd have punched you in the face because that's
how fucked up the whole situation was and that was how much he didn't ever
want to step foot in that fucking town again.

And yet, a year later, here he was. In Walford. With nothing to show for
his life except for two holdalls of clothes, the cigarettes in his pocket
and the memories in his head that followed him everywhere, despite him not
wanting anything to do with them.

So as he sat in the Queen Victoria, and god he hated his place more then
anything, nursing his pint of beer and pondering just what the fuck his
life had become, he realised that he couldn't do anywhere else. Not only
did he not have the money, he didn't have the guts to leave again.

And he knew from that point that whatever love he had for himself had gone.

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"I think you should stop feeling sorry for yourself" a voice spoke as Dean
sat drinking his fourth beer of the day. He couldn't afford it, really, but
he had nothing else to do except get blind drunk and try and find any
female who would take pity on him and at least give him the courtersy of
having pity sex with him. He looked up and saw Johnny Carter standing there
with his own beer and he rolled his eyes. Because what the fuck would this
dude know. About anything.

"If you had my life you'd feel sorry for yourself" he replied, lamely, and
fuck when did his life become a fucking novel? "Plus don't let her see you
talking to me. She'll think I'm trying to sell you drugs or something".

Johnny took a seat opposite Dean uninvited but he couldn't give two
fucks. "First of all, she has a name- Shirley- and secondly she's your
mother you should maybe have some respect for her".

Dean didn't even bother to roll his eyes at that. "I have as much respect
for her as I do for fucking Rose West that is fuck all, I don't give two
flying fucks about her and really is it any of your business? Haven't got
you someone's cock to be sucking right about now"

Johnny laughed despite himself. "I won't even bother that last statement
with a reply but really Shirley isn't that bad and from what I gather she
has alot of regrets about how things went on when you were younger. Maybe
you should hear her out sometime?"

"And maybe you should mind your own business and get me another fucking
beer before I walk out of here sober and believe me you'd much prefer my
company when I'm drunk"

"So now your putting yourself down? You really are throwing yourself a
major pity party tonight ain't ya?" Johnny replied. But he stood up and
went behind the bar to pull Dean another pint despite himself.

"From what I've seen your not doing too badly mate. You've been here for
what? three weeks and most nights I've seen girls leaving your apartment".

Dean shrugged. "Sex is sex. Those girls mean fuck all to me, you know mate?
A shrink or something would say I'm using those girls because I don't know
how to love from my upbringing. But that's neither here nor there, innit?
I'm getting my end away and they leave with a smile on there face. Most of
the time".

Johnny couldn't help but be intrigued by what Dean was saying. Lately he'd
been used to having meaningless sex with random men. Including his father,
which he knew he was going to hell for thank you very much, but for the
most part those men had been willing to shag him. He wasn't using them just
for sex, they were using each other. He certainly was no prude when it come
to sex, he couldn't afford to be- but what Dean was saying made some
sense. Dean didn't know how to love because he'd never been shown proper
love when he was growing up. Johnny found that really sad and he kinda felt
sorry for the guy. Which he knew Dean would hate.

"I mean, Don't get me wrong I fucking love sex as much as the next guy"
Dean continued, apparently he wasn't finished "And maybe one day I will
find the one to steal my heart and pull me into something I've never
experienced, or to be honest never wanted to experience. But when that's
said and done if these girls want some of the Dean who the hell am I to
deny what they want?"

Something inside of Johnny went funny at that. And he had no idea what the
hell that meant. But looking at Dean and seeing how he was, he knew Dean
wasn't a bad guy. He loved sex, he'd never been in love. He'd never
experienced love, so how can he give what he never had? There's a girl out
there for Dean, for sure. They just had to be able to deal with alot of
ghosts and shit because Johnny knew that Dean was hiding stuff. Big
stuff. He could tell by the way Dean presented himself and the way he
was. He definetely had a few skeletons in his closet and if his instincts
told him right then the only reason Dean was back in Walford was because he
was hiding from someone. Or something. But this is Walford and being the
fucked up town it is those secrets won't stay secret for long. Everything
is bound to catch up with Dean. And Johnny is starting to like the guy
somewhat. He wasn't looking forward to that day.

"Look, I don't want to dwell on all this shit you know? Your a nice guy
Johnny, perhaps too nice for your own good. So I'm not going to beat around
the bush when I tell you that you shouldn't be friends with me. You
shouldn't really be sitting next to me" Dean spoke but Johnny could see no
emotion in his eyes. And that was fucking sad. "If you become my friend
then I'll only fuck your life up like I fuck everything else up I touch".

Johnny fingered his now cold beer and wondered what the hell was happening
to him. He owed this guy fuck all and yet he wanted to be friends with
him. "I respect what your saying Dean, but if I want to be friends with you
then I can be friends with you. I don't give a fuck about anything else" he
stated.

Dean looked at him and grinned. Finally some emotion. "Anyone ever tell you
your fucking stubborn?"

Johnny laughed lightly at that. "Only every fucking day of the year",

And then Dean said something that made Johnny laugh out loud. "Someday some
girl is going to be lucky to have you by there side".

And clearly confused by Johnny's reaction, Dean took a sip of his beer and
looked at Johnny as if he'd grown another head.

"You've been here long enough to realise that I've not so much as looked at
girl" Johnny replied "And the only people to pay a visit to my room was
Peter Beale and Jay Brown, honestly, how could you not realise that I'm a
pole smoker?".

"Your gay?" Dean stated and Johnny nodded as if his head in
bewildement. "Well that changes everything".

"What the fuck does that mean?" Johnny stated and he really didn't like
where this was heading. Not at all.

Dean downed the rest of his beer and went to stand up. "I can't be friends
with you. I'm sorry dude, I really am".

Johnny stood up and followed Dean as he was walking out of the Queen
Vic. "You can't be friends with me? What the fuck? Because I'm gay?"

Dean opened the door to the Queen Vic and walked outside. "No dude not
because your gay. Christ, I'm not that much of a fucking twat!"

Johnny watched as Dean leaned against the wall outside the Queen Vic and
lit up a cigarette. "Then why the fuck? You can't just walk out when you
learn I'm gay!"

"We can't be friends Johnny because I can't be friends with someone who I
want to fuck" Dean stated as if it was the most obvious thing in the world
"And believe me when I say that I really want to fuck you".

Johnny looked at Dean. "But that makes no sense! We've been friends since
you arrived!"

Dean shrugged. "I thought you were just a girl shy virgin. I didn't want to
be the one to corrupt you or try and turn you straight. I'm not that kinda
guy, despite what anyone tells you".

"Wait" Johnny stated as he watched Dean take a long drag on the cigarette,
hold the smoke in for a couple of seconds before blowing it out "So your
telling me this whole you've wanted to get into my boxers but haven't made
a move because you thought I was straight?"

"Basically" Dean spoke "And because your dad would probably cut my dick off
if he found me with you".

Johnny shrugged him off. "My dad's a softy really. Mostly". He leaned
closer to Dean and took the cigarette out of his mouth. He looked at him
whilst doing so and took a long drag on the cigarette. "So we can't be
friends" he spoke before blowing the smoke out.

"It's a shame dude, your a nice guy" Dean stated. There eyes didn't leave
each others.

"We can't be friends" Johnny repeated "Which means the time we've spent out
here smoking could have been used more wisely". Dean looked confused at
what Johnny was stating and christ, he really was going to have to spell it
out to him wasn't he? "Like you removing my clothes".

For a brief second Dean looked like he was about to faint from shock. But
instead he grabbed the cigarette out of Johnny's hand and threw it on the
floor, before pushing the younger guy up against the door of the Queen Vic
and smashing there mouths together. Dean dominated the kiss, his tongue
clashing with his own as they snogged harshly. It was one of the most
erotic kisses Johnny could ever wish for. Dean pressed up against him
outside the Queen Vic with the man's tongue doing things to his mouth that
he could only ever dream about. Dean pulled away and whispered lightly "So
I think we should go up to your room".

Johnny pushed Dean away and grinned at him. "Why Mr Wicks, that is best
idea you've ever had!"

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Johnny slammed the bedroom door behind him, and soon found himself pushed
up against said door by an unpatient and horny Dean. The lad kissed him
hard whilst undoing the buttons on Johnny's brand new Ben Sherman shirt
that his father had bought him for his birthday. Johnny groaned as Dean's
clearly talented tongue fucked his mouth, and he moaned in pleasure when he
felt Dean's manly, cold hands on his chest. No words were spoken, just
groans as Dean went to work on making Johnny felt fucking fantastic.

Dean tasted of beer and of cigarettes. It should have been a turn off but
Johnny found the taste fucking horny and it only fuelled his horniness
more. Dean's hands ran up and down Johnny's toned and gym buff chest,
clearly liking what he felt. Dean's tongue continued to torment and
pleasure Johnny- he'd never known a kiss as erotic and sexy as this. Dean
pulled away from Johnny and dropped the red shirt onto the floor, before he
leaned down and ran his tongue down Johnny's chest. He stopped when he got
to a nipple and sucked on it gently. That alone caused Johnny to rutt
against Dean.

Dean could feel Johnny's hardness against his thigh as he went down on
Johnny's nipple. He knew he was brilliant when it come to turning people on
but seeing and feeling the result of his work against his thigh fuelled his
own horniness on and he dropped to his knees, pulling Johnny's Levi jeans
down with him. He sucked Johnny's hard dick through the matierals of the
barely there White Calvin Klien briefs and Johnny leaned against the wall
as he felt his legs turning to jelly.

Dean pulled down the briefs and came face-to-face with Johnny's monster
cock. On such a sweet boy as Johnn possessing a cock this size and girth
was something Dean was not expecting. That didn't mean he wasn't going to
enjoy it. He didn't earn the nickname 'King Deep Throat' in prison for
nothing. He wasted no time in wrapping his experienced lips around Johnny's
red, hard head and he appreciated the moan of pleasure said act elicted
from Johnny. He looked up at Johnny as he took the cock further into his
mouth, and he winked at the young Carter lad as he went to work on his
large tool.

It had become apparent to Johnny that Dean wasn't exactly an amateur when
it came to sucking cock. There was no way that someone with no experience
of giving head would be able to take the whole of Johnny's impressively
large cock and not gag. The dude didn't even flinch, he just the cock
whole. Johnny suddenly felt the familar urge of climax overwhelming him but
he didn't want this to end just yet. He wanted Dean for more then just a
quick blowie, he intended to get well and truly fucked by Shirley's bastard
son.

Dean took the cock with gusto. He had to admit that the fact that Johnny
was packing way more then he expected was a definate turn on. Most of the
guys he sucked off in prison were rather small or just average, he'd never
sucked a cock that was large in both girth and length. He enjoyed the
feeling of the large dick hitting the back of his throat, he enjoyed Johnny
pulling onto his hair as he started to thrust into Dean's certaintly not
unwilling mouth and he found that he was getting rather stiff in the
trousers area when Johnny moaned his name as he fucked his mouth. Whilst
Johnny continued to fuck his mouth with gusto, Dean found himself freeing
his dick from the confines of it's trousers and palming his dick. Who said
men couldn't multitask? Johnny looked down as Dean slowly stroked his own
hardness and grinned around the guy's cock when Johnny literally dribbled
at the sight of Dean's freed dick.

Johnny literally groaned as Dean hummed around his cock. He stopped
thrusting into the man's mouth because he was about to blow his load in a
rather unmanly way. He embarrasingly began to drawl when Dean began
stroking at his own boner and knew he wanted to get his lips around that
uncut head of Dean's. Then Dean stopped sucking and Johnny didn't know
whether to be pleased or whether he wanted to smack the son of a bitch in
the face for being a teasing cunt.

Dean stood up and stepped out of his own jeans as he continued to play with
his own hard cock. He walked over to Johnny, grabbed his hands and sucked
on Johnny's fingers. Then he smiled up at Mick's son. "Fuck me with your
fingers, then I'm gonna fuck you with this". Dean winked, as he presented
his dick in a confident way. He palmed at his dick as he knelt on Johnny's
bed on all fours. The Carter lad joined him on the bed and licked his lip
at the sight of Dean's unshaven arse. He slid a finger inside the lad,
pushing gently at the hole. His cock jumped when Dean let out a growl that
was fucking manly.

Dean turned around and looked at Johnny as the lad went to town on his
arse, pulling two fingers slowly in and out of his waiting arsehole. He
leaned forward and pulled the lad into a deep kiss, tongue slowly entering
Johnny's shocked but not uninvited mouth. He pulled away after a few
seconds and grinned at Johnny who was fingering his tight hole with
bravado. "I'm not a toy Johnny, I ain't gonna break. Go faster on me dude"
Dean spoke and then he winked at the lad before turning back around and
gripping onto the bed with a steely determination.

Johnny took his advice and began fucking his hole with more grit. Dean let
out an unforced moan as he felt his hole being widened by Johnny's two long
fingers. Johnny was kneeling on the behind Dean fingering his arsehole
whilst his own cock was hard and abandened pointing straight towards Dean's
arse. Johnny pulled out of Dean's arse and spat on his hand again, rubbing
some on Dean's brilliant arse before this time sticking three welcomed
fingers into Dean's hole. He twisted his fingers around and grinned when
Dean let out a groan that went straight to his own fucking cock. He
continued to thrust his fingers in and out of Dean's arse until suddenly
Dean told him to stop.

"Dude your fingers are like a whole another level of Godliness but we need
to stop that before I blow my load before I've got a chance to fuck that
sweet arse of yours" Dean grinned as he lay flat on the bed, grabbing his
dick that stayed rock hard despite Johnny's vicious fingering of his
bottom. Johnny bent over Dean's face and Dean grinned knowing that Johnny
wanted. He spat on his hands and rubbed them on Johnny's arse, focusing
mainly on that hole that Dean couldn't wait to fuck. He leant on his hands
and pulled his face closer to Johnny's shaved and toned arse, and let his
tongue slide into the arsehole. Johnny moaned with delight as Dean's tongue
got to work on his arse, opening his hole up slowly with his amazing
tongue.

Dean wasn't usually a fan of rimming a guy's arse. He was a massive fan of
arses in general and loved nothing more then being the one to destroy a
whole with his sensational fucking. But he'd never really appreciated
tonguing a hole. It did nothing for him, personally, but from the moans
that Johnny was making above him he was fucking loving it. He didn't want
to be a spoilsport so he went to town on Johnny's perfect arse.

Johnny groaned as Dean's tongue continued to explore his bottom, and he
moaned loudly when the tongue went inside his hole. The feeling caused his
dick to jerk with pleasure and he wrapped a hand around the solidness.

Dean decided to stop with the teasing.

"Come sit on my dick Johnny" he spoke. Dean made himself comfortable on the
double bed, sitting up against the headboard. Johnny thought he looked
fucking perfect sat on his bed, his brilliant dick pointing to the ceiling
and his face flush with desire. He could get used to that sight. Johnny
winked at Dean before lowering himself slowly down onto the not
unimpressive dick. He let out a yelp as his arsehole got used to having
Dean inside him, but after a while, he begun riding the dick slowly. Dean's
dick felt amazing inside him.

"Yeah you looking fucking hot with my dick inside you" Dean grinned. Johnny
smiled at him as he continued to ride the dick, his moves getting faster as
his hole adjusted to the size of Dean's cock. Dean ran his hands up and
down Johnny's splendid body as the younger lad rode his dick with
relish. He'd never been a lad younger then him, the lads in prison mainly
being older and more experienced. Most of them were 'straight' aswell or so
they made it out. He'd only ever been with two other lads outside of
prison- once with his ex girlfriend who's ultimate turn on was watching
Dean being fucked by another lad whilst he fucked her and the other time
with a rent boy he picked up after he got fed up of wanking. He could get
used to Johnny's dick, Johnny's face. The lad made it easy to like
him. Plus he rode dick like a champion and that was always a plus.

Johnny groaned as Dean began thrusting into him whilst he continued to ride
him at the same time. His dick was hard and slapping against Dean's stomach
as he bounced up and down. Dean grabbed Johnny's hair as he thrust harder
into his hole. Johnny was moaning loudly. So loud. But he didn't care, he
was home alone tonight and Dean was fucking him like it was the last thing
he was ever going to do. Johnny leaned down and kissed Dean on the lips as
the older lad continued to pound his hole. Dean opened his mouth accepting
Johnny's invitation to enter his mouth. As the fucking ensued, the kissing
got more intense. Dean ran his nails down Johnny's back as he continued to
fuck into his hole. Johnny groaned with gratification as Dean continued to
dig his nails into his back. A kink which Johnny didn't even know he had!

Dean felt close. Johnny felt so good on his dick and it'd been a while
since he'd fucked a guy as fast and hard as this. Dean was digging his
nails into Johnny's back, marking him so people knew that he'd been
fucked. He didn't tell the lad that he'd marked out D.W on his back as he
pounded into his lover. And then Johnny bit down on Dean's neck and yeah,
it was game over.

"Fuck" Dean stated "I'm gonna cum". Johnny pulled himself off the cock and
quickly made his way to Dean's dick, wrapping his lips around the red head
of the cock. It didn't take long for Dean to thrust into his mouth and blow
his hot, sticky seed in Johnny's mouth. Dean was impressed when Johnny
swallowed down one, two, three big loads of Dean's spunk. When Dean shot a
fourth load, Johnny swalloed that aswell. He kept on taking Dean's cum
until Dean lay spent on the bed.

Johnny stood up on the bed and leaned over Dean, he wanked his large cock
five times and slid a finger inside his arsehole. Dean looked on curiously
as the lad groaned before cumming a large amount of spunk all over Dean's
face. Some of the spunk flew over Dean's head and hit the headboard whilst
some landed on Dean's wifebeater that he hadn't bothered to remove. Johnny
sat down on the bed, also spent, next to Dean.

Dean wiped some of the cum of his face with his tongue, leaned over and
passionatly kissed Johnny- passing the lad's spunk back to him. Johnny
swallowed that when he took Dean's brilliant tongue in his mouth.

"That was a bit cheeky wasn't it?" Dean asked "Now I'm gonna have to go in
the shower"

Johnny grinned at Dean and slapped his bare thigh. "Great! I love a
shower. Shower's a bit small but I'm sure you won''t be complaining when my
arse is rubbing against your thigh". Johnny cheekily replied.

And Dean was pretty sure that he wouldn't be complaining.

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Hope you liked that chapter! Sorry it took a while to be posted I've been
swamped lately.

My suggestion for next time is one of the older lads (maybe Max Branning)
making a homophobic comment in the pub and some of the younger lads
(Johnny, Peter, Jay, maybe Lee and Deano) getting revenge by tying him up
in his own house and having sex in front of him. And maybe they let him
join in after a while. What do you think of that suggestion? ;)

All comments to SwaggerJagger90@mail.com and thanks for reading!! :P x