Date: Tue, 09 Jan 2007 17:55:32 +0000
From: Alex Roberts <roberts170@hotmail.com>
Subject: EastEnders Lovers

Please be warned that this is a work of gay adult fiction if that kind of
thing offends you or you aren't old enough to legally read it then hit the
back button or close your browser. Also please be warned that all characters
mentioned within this work of fiction belong to the EastEnders production
team and the BBC. Also as a work of fiction it does not give an account of
real life events, nor is it a reflection of the sexual orientation of the
characters involved or the actors who play them. With all that said please
enjoy this.

Part One -- M&M

Mickey and Martin drunkenly stumbled into the kitchen of the Fowler house
and did everything they could not to breakdown in another fit of hysterics.
For the past twenty or so minutes absolutely everything had proved to be
hilarious to the pair and now they were trying their best to be quiet, of
course they needn't have bothered it's not as if there was anyone in the
house to wakeup, but the habits of a lifetime are hard to break.

"So where's Rebecca?" Mickey whispered as he dropped down on the sofa in the
main room of the house.

"With Dot and Jim..." Whilst Mickey occupied the entire sofa Martin slumped
into a beaten armchair and breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "This has been
fun. Tonight I mean!"

"The nights not over yet Martin!" Mickey propped himself up on his elbows
and smiled over in the direction of his mate. "You've got to have some beers
or something here..."

"Probably!" Martin carefully and slowly pulled himself up off the armchair
and slowly stumbled back in the direction of the kitchen. After a few
seconds he reappeared clutching two beer cans and once again stumbled toward
his chair, holding out a can for Mickey as he walked. But it turned out that
multi-tasking was not something Martin was quite ready for and the concept
of walking, balancing and handing a can to Mickey was more then he could
take and as he passed the sofa he gave up and fell, landing directly on top
of Mickey.

As Martin landed the fits of hysterics started again and both men erupted in
laughter, which only grew worse as the beer cans tumbled to the floor! As
they laughed the two locked eyes and without warning Martin leaned into
Mickey and kissed him. For just a moment the two men were locked in a kiss.
It was only as their tongues pushed into each other's mouths that both men
pulled away from the kiss and Martin jumped up from the sofa.

"Shit... Mick I'm sorry... It's just I'm drunk and..." And as Martin tried to
explain why he'd kissed Mickey he realised that he couldn't. He didn't know
why he'd done and he certainly didn't have an excuse, but something about it
had just seemed so right.

"Don't apologise Martin..." Mickey carefully lifted himself up off the sofa
before continuing. "You didn't do anything wrong."

"But I..."

"I know what you did..." Mickey was now stood directly in front of Martin with
a smile on his face. Again their eyes locked on one another and this time it
was Mickey that leaned and kissed Martin. And as their lips touched Mickey's
hands closed in around Martin's face and stopped him from pulling away. This
time as their lips parted and their tongues pushed into each other's mouths
neither man made to pull away. Instead they allowed the passion in the kiss
to grow and enjoyed the feeling of each other's tongues sliding over one
another.

As the kiss continued Mickey slowly began to fumble with the buttons on
Martin's shirt. Slowly pulling each one open to reveal more and more of the
lightly muscled body beneath it. As they broke the kiss Mickey continued to
pull at Martin's buttons and finally managed to open enough to lift the dark
shirt up and over his head.

"Mick I've never..."

"Don't worry. Just sit down." Mickey slowly guided Martin back toward the
sofa and let him get comfortable before taking a seat next to him and once
again moving into kiss him. Again their tongues pushed deep into each
other's mouths and this time Mickey allowed his hands to grab and feel at
Martin's naked upper body, quickly zeroing in on Martin's dark nipples and
gently beginning to tweak them.

When the kiss broke Mickey quickly dropped his head down and allowed his
tongue to slowly circle Martin's left nipple before gently flicking at it.
Mickey followed this up by closing his lips around the nipple and as he did
he heard Martin let out a low deep groan and as he sucked on the nipple
Martin's groan grew louder. As Mickey's mouth continued to work on Martin's
nipple his hands slid down Martin's smooth chest and lightly muscled stomach
and began to work on removing Martin's belt. For a second or two Mickey
fumbled with Martin's belt before pulling it off. Next he pulled the
trousers open before tugging at them. He felt Martin lift himself from the
chair slightly as he continued to suck on the nipple and tugged the trousers
once more, forcing them to fall to Martin's ankles, leaving Martin in
nothing but a loose pair of blue boxers.

Mickey finally pulled his mouth away from Martin's nipple and slowly let his
tongue snake down Martin's hairless body, down his chest and over his
stomach until he arrived at the waistband of the boxers. Martin's cock was
already straining to be released so when Mickey's teeth closed in on the
waistband of the boxers and tugged them down Martin's cock was quick to
spring up and slap his stomach and as Martin's boxers joined his trousers
around his ankles Mickey slipped off the sofa and knelt in front of Martin.

For a moment Mickey did nothing. He just knelt looking over Martin's naked
body. His lightly muscled and hairless upper body and his surprisingly thick
yet smooth legs. And then Mickey took in the full view of Martin's cock and
balls. First his balls, they were large and lightly haired. And then his
eyes moved over the thick six and a half inch shaft of Martin's dick. It
wasn't the longest dick Mickey had seen but it was thick uncut pole leaking
pre-cum and that was more then enough.

Slowly Mickey's tongue circled each of Martin's balls before slipping each
one into his mouth and gently sucking on it. Each movement of his tongue and
suck of his mouth brought a groan from the lips of Martin and that was all
the reassurances Mickey needed to keep going and he let his tongue move up
and over Martin's balls and to the base of his thick cock. Gently Mickey's
tongue moved up the thick shaft, slowly working it's way up to the head of
the cock, where his tongue carefully slipped in under Martin's foreskin and
worked it's way around the sensitive head.

"Ah fuck..."

As Martin vocalised his pleasure Mickey carefully pulled his tongue away
from the thick cock and closed his lips around the thick head before slowly
beginning to move down the shaft inch, by inch. And as his mouth moved down
Martin's dick Mickey's hands quickly closed in on Martin's balls and began
to gently rub and roll them in his hand.

"Fuck Mick... Fuck!"

Mickey had reached the base of Martin's cock and was swirling his spit
around his mouth and over Martin's cock before pulling back up the dick,
letting his tongue and teeth gently scrap on the underside of the dick as he
did so. As he reached the head again Mickey once again began moving back
down Martin's dick, just as slowly as before whilst his hands continue to
work on his balls. It was only as Mickey began his third decent on Martin's
cock that he felt Martin's hands close around his head and begin to guide
him down the dick at a faster speed before pulling him back up the cock when
he reached the base.

"Oh fuck yeah Mick..."

Martin soon had a handful of Mickey's hair and was using it to carefully
guide Mickey up and down his cock at an ever-increasing speed. Soon Mickey
was moving up and down the dick in a quick fluid motion and Martin was
enjoying every second of it. He was even beginning to enjoy Mickey's
increasingly rough grip on his balls. The only problem was he was enjoying
it all a little too much...

"Ah Jesus Mick I'm going to cum... fuck yeah mate..."

And right on cue Martin's dick exploded, spurting shot after shot of thick
white cum into Mickey's mouth as Martin held his head firmly in place. After
shooting his load Martin released his grip on Mickey's hair and allowed him
to pull himself off of his cock, as he did so Martin expected at least some
of his load to spill out of his mouth but none did. Mickey had taken the
entire load and swallowed it down and now he was doing a damn fine clean up
job with his tongue, lapping up the liquid that had dribbled down Martin's
dick and scooping up the cum that remained on the head of the thick piece of
meat.

"Fuck Mickey that was... amazing, fucking amazing!" Martin lifted Mickey back
up and pulled him in for another kiss. Once again their tongues pushed deep
into each other's mouths and gently slid over one another.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it Martin but we ain't finished just yet..."

"What?"

Mickey shot Martin a mischievous little grin before dropping back down to
his knees and pulling Martin's trousers and boxers off of his ankles and
throwing them to one side. Mickey then carefully lifted Martin's legs up
into the air and held them in the air so that Martin's arse was exposed.

"Mick what are you..."

Martin didn't get the chance to finish the question before Mickey's tongue
quickly darted between the firm and smooth checks of Martin's arse and into
the tight hole between them! Martin let out a startled cry as Mickey's
tongue pulled out of the hole and then began to slowly circle the hole.
Without warning Mickey again darted his tongue into the hole and then pulled
out again just as quickly. Mickey then spat directly into the hole before
pulling his mouth away and carefully slipping one finger into the hole.

"Ah shit..."

"Just relax you'll get used to it..."

As Mickey gently pushed one finger inside of Martin the fruit and veg
salesman squirmed on the chair and screwed his eyes up in a mixture of pain
and pleasure that Mickey couldn't help but find adorable. And as Mickey's
finger continued to move deeper into Martin, Mickey's other hand began
fumbling at the buttons on his own shirt. He soon had the shirt completely
open, revealing his tanned and lightly haired upper body. Mickey quickly
slipped the shirt off one arm before pulling his finger out of Martin and
slipping it off of the second arm. With his shirt removed Mickey slipped his
finger back into Martin and slowly began to tease the hole with a second
finger.

"AH fucking hell Mickey!"

"Just relax..."

Mickey slipped a second then third finger into Martin and felt him slowly
start to loosen up a little whilst his other began to work on removing his
trousers. Within a few seconds Mickey had slipped out of his trousers and
was knelt in front of Martin in nothing more then a tight pair of black
Calvin Klein boxers, which were doing nothing to hide his raging erection!

Carefully Mickey slipped all three fingers out of Martin and heard him
breath a deep sigh of relief. Mickey then climbed up to his feet and slipped
his tight boxers over his thick hairy thighs and released his rock hard
cock. He had to admit that his dick wasn't as thick as Martin's but it was
longer and stood at an impressive and proud 8 inches as Mickey spat on his
hand and rubbed the spit onto his dick. He repeated the process until his
rock solid cock was slick and then he swung Martin so that he was laying
across the sofa with his legs in the air and his arse exposed once more.
Mickey quickly took his place between Martin's legs and smiled down at him.

"Just relax, ok? Trust me, you'll love this..."

Slowly Mickey guided the cut head of his large cock in between Martin's firm
arse checks and to Martin's tight hole. Gently he pushed the head of his
cock into Martin and he felt him squirm and heard him cry out slightly.

"Relax Martin..."

Gently Mickey continued to push his dick deeper into Martin and with every
centre meter that pushed into Martin, Mickey heard him moan in that strange
mixture of pain and pleasure. With just a few inches of his dick inside
Martin, Mickey began to pull back out, soon just the head of his cock
remained inside Martin and again his was pushing himself back into the tight
hole. With each movement back into Martin, Mickey was getting deeper inside
him and Martin was beginning to enjoy himself.

After a few minutes Mickey had the entire eight-inch length of his shaft in
Martin and his hips were pressed up against Martin's firm, pert arse cheeks.

"See, it feels good doesn't it?" Mickey began to grind his hips around
Martin's arse and felt his cock moving inside of Martin. Both men released a
deep pleasure filled sigh at the movement.

"It feels real good..."

Carefully Mickey again began to withdraw his dick from within Martin before
thrusting back into him hard and fast. Without hesitation Mickey repeated
this process picking up the speed and strength of each thrust as he did so
and producing a groan of pleasure from Martin with each thrust. Soon Mickey
had built up a solid and fluid motion and was thrusting in and out of Mickey
at a constant speed with his hips slapping up against Martin's arse at quick
intervals providing the beat to their fucking.

"Fuck Martin you are so tight..."

As his thrusting continued to pick up speed and strength Mickey's hands
closed in on Martin's lightly muscled body and his chest. Within seconds
Mickey's fingers were gripping Martin's nipples and once again tweaking
them. Gently at first but as he continued to thrust deeper and harder into
Martin he grabbed at his nipples harder.

"Ah Jesus Mickey!"

"You like that Martin?"

"Fuck yes..."

"You want it harder Martin?"

"Fuck yes..."

And so Mickey went harder. He thrust into Martin harder and faster then
before and tugged on his nipples harder and tighter then before.

"Fuck yes..."

Mickey could feel his load getting closer and closer as his sweat slicked
body rode up against Martin's as he fucked Martin harder and faster with
each thrust. But still Martin was crying out for more and Mickey was more
then willing to deliver, diving deeper and deeper into Martin's hole with
every thrust. But he couldn't hold it in any longer, quickly he pulled out
of Martin's arse just as his cum shot from the head of his large cock.

"Ah fuck Martin...fuck yeah..."

Mickey's load shot from his dick, landing across Martin's body. Over his
stomach, on his chest and up to his face. Each spurt looking to out do the
other one and Martin was soon covered in the thick warm load whilst Mickey
lent back on the sofa taking deep breaths. Carefully Martin dipped his
finger into a puddle of Mickey's cum that had settled on his stomach before
placing the cum soaked finger into his mouth and tasting down Mickey's thick
sweet load.

"Told you, you'd like it didn't I!"

The two breathless men both smiled at each other. Mickey knowing that this
wouldn't be the last time he fucked Martin. Whilst Martin wondered just
where Mickey had learnt to fuck like that...


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