Date: Sun, 8 Mar 2009 04:23:12 EDT
From: Writersinterlude@aol.com
Subject: If Needs Must

If Needs Must  ....  © Alex Carr 2009.

Brian and Carl were your average kinda guys, a difference in ages - Brian
the eldest at 48 and Carl only 22. Carl was single and Brian divorced so maybe
this is why they were offered one of the most lonely and boring jobs in the
whole wide world by their employer BP. They acted as security guards on a big
North Sea oil rig which was closed  for a refit, and that wouldn't be for
another two months - so for that time, the two guys with all mod cons supplied,
stood their watch against any terrorist who just may have ideas of doing some
nasties,

Perhaps I ought to leave this story as told to me by Brian, so here it  goes.

We only took the job because it paid well, we knew it would be boring but
the essential thing was to keep alert at all times and be ready to call help if
need be.

Carl and I were natural mates anyway, I had known him for five years, but
never quite in this situation, so it was quite interesting just to see how
things turned out...

We played cards some to pass the time away, we had Sky TV with lots of
channels. Lots of movies of all descriptions and the inevitable blue ones - but
what the hell, they were only prick teasers, you'd go and have a wank in the
bathroom and you are thinking, what was all that about,  they did the same  old
thing every time as if it was by numbers, of course they were porno stars
weren't they, there was no real emotion there. What we both agreed we really
needed is a couple of girl friends to visit us  at weekends, that would be  nice,
but up to  now there was no hope on that front..

We had plenty of time to talk about our most intimate experiences and Carl,
in particular, wanted to know more about mine, saying he had never has any
success with girls,
"Maybe it's the way I talk to them, I just don't know,  Brian"
"You've got to nurture a woman, that's the thing, "I advised. Treat  `em
right and you will get anything you want, but remember, they are not like us  -
they need some emotion too as well as the physical . My ex - well she was a
great lover but what a real nagger, I just couldn't take it any more so I left
her, it was mutual thing and anyway I knew she was shagging the postman."

Carl laughed. "You didn't mind?"

"No, `cos I was shagging  a girl at the gym anyway" I replied. "And  what a
shagger she was, just couldn't get enough of it, talk about oral sex, you
wouldn't know what oral sex was until you have had it with Madge.  But I  guess
I fell for her too, she was a great girl, we had so much fun together, but
then she scampered off for a younger guy - that's life so you see I haven't
been  so fortunate with the opposite sex either.

Our discussions were growing more deep.  We had loads of time on our  hands
to get to know each other more than ever before. I guess we sort of found  some
comfort in talking about our past sexual conquests so to speak - although
they seemed mainly to be mine, except for Carl telling me about when he joined
three mates and tried the Chippendale  thing at a local night club. Again  he
didn't last long because the girls seemed to go for the tall, dark and
handsome kind. "You'd never believe what went on after the show in the dressing
room>"
"Maybe I would, tell me, Carl?"
"Well Jason was the guy they  went for, girls were actually queuing -
honestly - to  take turns having  oral."
"And you, where were you, looking on, Carl?" I asked
"Well yes, you  are right on the nail, that went to prove, they just
obviously didn't fancy  me."
"Perhaps your cock wasn't big enough," I joked but then he want silent  so I
didn't pursue the conversation in that direction, told him about how it was
with Madge instead.
"She liked it most ways. Home from work and after dinner  she'd have a
shower and I would hear her calling very provocatively from  upstairs in the
bedroom. I'd go up and there she was - usually in something new  she'd picked up
from Ann Summers. She was a great girl, she shagged like  nobody's business and
was a delight."
"Tell  me more, the real basics?"  Carl asked looking very worked up. So I
went to town. Told him how Madge simple  loved to smother me, how I laid flat
in the bed, my head leaning over the  mattress as she hovered over me, slowly
crouching until her wet pussy met my wet  and hungry mouth, how she loved to
smother my face in pussy ass and tits -  usually in that order until I could
taste the scent of her on my lips afterwards  when I gave her a real deep length.
"But the most sensual of all was when she  confessed she would love to fuck
me. I wondered what she meant but she had  already assumed I would go for it,
she brought this strap -on out of her drawer  still in its package. I gasped
and she returned she hoped I would not be  offended. "Look I've got one of
these too, baby"  she brought our one of  the latest Rampant Rabbit vibrators."
There you see we can both have some  fun"

"And we did, I tell you what, Carl I never ever thought  I could go  for a
girl fucking me up the ass with a substitute cock but she did the job, and
because I was giving her a good hard vibrator job at the same time it worked
well, and best of all when after she took me from the back, me squatted on all
fours, her shagging me and squeezing my cock and balls at the same time.

"She just loved cock, she'd tie it with a red ribbon around the base, to
make it last longer she said, I think she'd been with a few guys who as soon as
they had shot their load they didn't want to know any more - she was a girl
who  wanted plenty of loving and physical too - and I think she got her worth
from  me, I have never ever been sucked and explored for so long. So when she
decided  to go for a coloured guy I was not surprised, what do they say about
coloured  guys - and it is true - well from all accounts it was according to
Madge, she  even told me that -  that`s when I called her a fucking slut, but in
so  many words I guess you could say she was - just that! - and to think she
had  always called me `Big Boy!' "

Carl was all ears, I felt he was really getting worked up, he disappeared
for a bit and when he returned you could see from the look on his face he had
just wanked himself. I sort of felt sorry for him I guess.
A guy's got to  have some sexual outlet, you just cant wank all the time,
after a while it  becomes clinical and no real fun anymore, simply a way to
relieve the  ache.

There must be another way, there had to be. Carl and I often discussed it  we
would never have thought in a month come Sunday`s we would have resorted to a
 homosexual relationship. I mean Carl and me! ! No way - we were straight
through  and through. But at the end of the day I guess it was simply needs must
that  made us realise that we were not quite so straight as we had  imagined.
Secretly, during the long hours of the night I was thinking how it was when
Madge pushed that strap on cock into me - it was pleasant enough but what if
it  was a real cock? I was starting to think...

The nights were bloody cold, dark and scary, especially if there was a  storm
out there, the rig always swayed a little but after a while you sort of  got
used to it. In the day we had plenty to do, making records and advising the
Met office of changing weather patters, and anything we may think important to
record for our employers.

A daily inspection of the rig was essential, to ensure there were no weak
points which meant going out there and descending the ladders, but always
relying on your mate as a safety back up, the Health and Safety people were  rigid
about that. Quite unwittingly I realised I was admiring Carl's very tight  bum
as he manoeuvred above me, fixing a bolt on one of the rig cables, I was
watching every movement, the way he swayed that ass, me thinking - `I wonder how
that would feel to touch, to explore mmm.'

We both needed some diversion and that was a must. As said before, the  films
were great, we had a good supply and also many TV channels were usually
available, including the blue ones - but boring, boring, the usual thing, girl
sucks cock, guy sucks her, they fuck this way and that way and, as said before,
almost every film, although made with different couple, is the same  routine
Boring with a very big "B"
We just had to find some other  pastime to bide away our lots of spare time, `
specially in the evenings.

But one evening, Carl, browsing through foreign TV channels , came across
something different, at first we thought it was some sort of advertisement but
began to realise it was a bi-sexual channel.

Carl, sort of glancing at me, I guess to see my reaction - said," well,
something different, let's give it a go, the world is for learning eh?"

As if he needed an excuse, we had been mates long enough - and anyway I was
curious too. The thought of bi-sexual relationships had entered my mind at
times  and, as we spoke about it, Carl's too - it's like, well sort of enjoying
the  best of both worlds I guess. And then my mind flashed back, watching Carl
repair  that cable bolt ... mmm very nice, might not be so bad!

We relaxed and gave it a go anyway. This guy in the film had a  lot to  offer
if you know what I mean, and he was offering it lock, stock and barrel to
this other guy in one scene, and then in the next, this beautiful blonde was
ravishing it while the other guy, who had just received an ass full from the
first, was busy fucking the girl as she crouched on all fours doing her business
 mouth wise. It was quite a scene - and for once, unlike the others, it didn'
t  seem as if it was being done by numbers, each couple - and sometimes
threesomes,  were doing different things and then we discovered that the shots were
those of  amateurs being sent in for others to share. Different! This became a
nightly  must, there was always something different and I must admit, once in
bed I was  wanking every night where as before - well, I had forgotten I had
a cock and  balls!  If you see what I mean.

Well of course the inevitable had to happen. Didn't it? Well it did but
quite unwittingly. We always spread out on our comfy sofa chairs enjoying a  drink
or two and what had now become our favourite PT channel - (meaning prick
tease.)

 Now I noticed of late that Carl  was starting to rub himself,  perhaps not
realising, because he was a sort of reserved guy. The lights were  always
dimmed when we watched TV but in the shadows I could just make out he was  doing
something down there, and I heard these sort of little grunts as well.  Well in
a way I was quite relieved, because I always felt the proverbial need to
massage cock watching the spectacle on TV and now I could do it openly. That's
what it came to, quite naturally we both sat there, masturbating over our
shorts. - And the fact that I watched Carl doing it really started to turn me  on,
I wanted to do it for him, to see that cock I had only before caught a
glimpse of when he was coming out of the shower. You know, before he managed to
wrap his towel around him.

Then quite out of the blue, one of the guys on the TV movie was talking in  a
broken English Dutch accent that it was one thing for a guy to wank himself,
that there was nothing wrong with that, but it was double the pleasure if you
 could share that with another, to wank each other!

Both Carl  and I sort of glanced at each other, nothing was said,  there was
no need, we had known each other long enough to know what certain  expressions
meant, and his distinctly said lets give it a try shall we?

And we did!  Simple as that really. But that first time with Carl was
something really special. It was as though we had both been missing so much and  I
quite grew to enjoy the touch and even the smell of his cock and it was
evident he did mine.

Doing this we continued to watch the movies which made for a wonderfully
pleasurable time, being rubbed and rubbing, gradually, very slowly and gradually
further exploring, like they did on the movies, but the sucking, I was not
quite  sure of that, how would it be with a large cock in your mouth, and the
thought  of it coming inside too Pugh! But having said Carl was reserved, he was
proving  to be a vastly different guy when aroused, it was him who chose to
start it  first, the cock sucking I mean. I sort of laid back and watched him
do things  first with his tongue, just as they were doing the same time on the
TV screen in  the background, so it was very erotic. I was laying there
thinking that up to  now it had been share and share  alike, and soon I would be
expected to do  the same to Carl, well not sort of expected but you know - up to
then we had  shared what we did to each other and it just sort of followed.
But I needn't  have been concerned because - whereas me thinking I could never
ever do that,  what Carl was doing with my hard cock right then, the licking
and sucking, his  tongue playing peek-a-boo with my p-hole, as he progressed and
I felt the  wonderful feeling it was giving, I suddenly had the urge to suck
Carl too, that  lovely succulent stiff upright cock peeking through his
briefs, just yearning to  be explored I thought.  It was so easy, the urge, the
temptation was there,  and it was strange because it was almost that he knew,
because we both ended up  on my bed, each facing each others cock, doing the
business. I took it into my  mouth without thinking, just went for it, feeling his
bulge stretch my cheeks as  I sort of mouth wanked him, like he was doing with
me. It really felt so good -  even natural - as if I had did it before lots
of times, but never, had sucked  pussy of course, but that was very different
to having a stiff cock probing your  senses  - even though wet warm pussy was
so nice, like it always was with  Madge - this was entirely different, there
was me imagining then how it must  have been for Madge sucking me, the way she
used to deep throat me, and could I  do that with Carl - well I was game for
it, he was really going at my erection  so why not? I went for it, feeling his
knob approach the opening of my throat,  teasing it there, holding it tight by
the base, bending it for different  sensations, almost gagging but not quite -
I needed some more experience and  hearing Carl, he did too, But that was
part of the fun and thrill of it, finding  our boundaries and the new exploration
and discovery of just how good and  wonderful it can be with another of your
own sex. He was balling me too, his  hands cupping my balls so sweetly and
when I did the same I realised just how  good it was to suck and ball, there was
so much going on  - this new  adventure was so very thrilling, and we both didn
't want it to stop, that was  evident. But it had too because we had  both
reached our pinnacle together,  and for the first time in my life I had
discovered just what it was like to suck  and taste cock, to feel the spurt of  Carl's
hot cum all over my face, some  in my mouth too, Carl did warn me but I was
so into it I really didn't care, and  I knew he took some of mine too, in fact
it never came out of his moth as I felt  the surge, he coughed a bit but I am
sure he swallowed, Well he did. He told me  afterwards. I wanted to do the
same - next time.

Now our lives were filled with adventure, no longer the boredom, in fact we
didn't need to watch the movies any more - it was a bonding every evening,
well  most evenings, because we both agreed never to push it, that would spoil
it. It  was too good to do that. Those wonderful feelings of joy and the thought
of  pleasuring each other to the ultimate, discovering each other, likes and
dislikes and all, Finding the boundaries, when and if they came, soon, very
soon  we talked about  fucking big time, most times it seems their has to be a
giver and a taker. Well Carl was concerned about this because he thought he
was  most likely to be a giver, but that was not to say he'd give it a try
sometime.  So he told me. But really it didn't matter, I was starting to learn
something of  myself I did not realise before, that I wanted to be the taker, I
had taken it  from Madge, even though it was a substitute. I wanted for him to
fuck me - could  we go down that road?


I said to Carl how it was. He was a absolutely delighted. "You are some  mate
to cherish" he actually said and that evening we were to embark on a simply
wonderful new experience for both if us. For the first time in my life I was
going to discover just how good and wonderful it was to feel a mans fuck - the
 feel if Carl's well endowed eight inch cock sliding up inside me, slow
motion as  first, taking it as it came, stretching and me moving my hips side to
side to  help him in there - first time it hurt, I knew it would, they talked
about it in  the movies, but gradually the pain eased, this was cock for real
and that is  what made it extra special.  Carl was so gentle, stopped when I
said to  stop, to enable me to get the feel and the right position, lifting my
right leg  up high and stretching wide on my side to accommodate Carl inside. It
was simply  magic as his fuck progressed, slowly, very slowly his thrust
came, that  wonderful feeling of cock in asshole, the sounds, the moaning, the
very deep  thrusting fuck working together to reach a wonderfully stimulating out
of this  world climax. In a matter of ten minutes, I had been well and truly
initiated, I  felt so good about the. New experience in my like, shared with
this young guy so  vibrant and so enthused, now he had got the real taste for
it, every way. I  loved the feel of his freshly sucked cock delving inside me,
using my rectal  muscles to make it even better for him squeezing his cock
inside - it was out of  this world!  And afterwards, when the fuck was over - a
very warm feeling  inside, as if Carl was still there up inside me, it felt so
good, the throb and  the taking of his wonderful stiff fuck..

More, More, More - I wanted more each evening, and sometimes more when he
took me unawares over the dining table of over the sink, he'd come up behind,
rip down my jeans, spread my ass cheeks wide apart , finger some lubricant into
 me and then  MMMM the beautifully warmth of his prime quality cock taking
my ass. Fantastic!

But how quickly the time went for us after that. Soon it was time to go
home, the work done, but you know what, as soon as we get the opportunity we are
both signing up again for another spell on the rig, all that pleasure and good
 pal too. Who could wish for more.