SkinMarvin Gay Stories

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Chapter 5

Jeff slept like a log and was woken by a stiff cock slowly bring pushed into his arse. What a way to wake up. He pushed back and soon he was filled again with hard cock.

"Morning, lover boy, your arse feels as good round my cock as I remember from last night. I'd love to fill your arse with my hot piss right now, but it would be too messy afterwards. I'll work out how we can do that and keep the mess under control."

He slowly started fucking Jeff and managed to keep there, without shooting for as good half-hour. Jeff was in heaven, he almost came several times but managed not to. He wanted Joe's arse as well. When Joe finally shot and his cock slowly slipped out, Jeff got down and licked it clean. He didn't care that there was shit on it. It was his own but he wanted, at least then, for his lover to have a clean cock. Then he turned Joe over and started fucking him. This time he managed to keep going for ten minutes before he came. It was even better than the night before. They both needed a piss. It was a tight fit, but they managed to get into the shower together and just pissed over each other. Joe then made them a cup of tea and they sat there, naked talking, in between kissing each other.

Joe got every practical. If they went out and were going to be away some time they must tell his parents. No noise in their room to frighten anyone. Not too much drinking. No drugs, except possibly poppers. They had to make sure the room didn't get too smelly.

"I love the smell of piss soaked gear but, you noticed, those jocks were in plastic bags. When we get a place of our own, we shall need a cellar where we can just lie about and stink but not here. I think you get the drift. As much as I'd love to keep you soaked in piss all the time, it's just not practical. I'd love to go to work soaked in your piss but... Also, we don't smooch in front of your parents or call each other love. They'll realise soon enough when I'm still here in a few weeks time. No bikes. I'll make sure you'll learn properly and then you can have one of your own. Very practical to go to school on. When we go out on a bike, whoever's bike it is drives and the other rides pillion. No drinking by the driver. Better still, no biking and drinking for either one."

It all sounded so sensible to Jeff and he did agree. They got dressed. Joe looked as good in an ordinary pair of jeans and trainers as he did in his leathers. They went into the main house and Jeff's mother asked them how they had slept, was there enough room and similar motherly things. She also told Joe that he could stay as long as he liked. The only problem was that Jeff had to share his bed and that was his decision. The one thing she would insist on was being told if either or both of them would be away overnight.

"Let's face it. Jeff's mother and I now feel responsible for you as well. I don't really care what you both do as long as it hurts nobody. Now, what are your plans for today."

Joe said that some friends of his who lived about 50 miles away were giving as party and he had been invited. He knew Jeff would be welcome. As there, would, of course, be drink, they would crash out on their floor and come back the next day. He would like to go but it was really up to Jeff.

'"Well, I'd love to go especially if we went on the bike. I promise to ring you, mum, when we get there and let you know I'm OK. It quite some time since I've been to a party. Now, Joe let me show you the town. I want to sort out bike training."

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