Gays of Our Lives: Book 4 (Chapter 76-100)

****Opening Title**************************************************

*hot guy fades into light,

First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.

"Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives"

Hot guy flexes his muscles

*Title sequence fades out

****Scene 1: James’s POV**********************

Royal Suite, Claridge’s, London, United Kingdom,

“Wait you guys want me to have sex with that guy?” I replied nervously. “And you want me to pretend to be Michael while I do it?” When this European vacation had started I was a virgin in nearly every sense of the word. A guy had never even gone down on me. Last night that all changed when I lost my virginity to this incredibly hot stripper named Kent. By the end of that night I had sex with two men, both Kent and Michael’s best friend Jake. They were vigorous fuckers and my ass was still sore and now they were offering yet another dick for me to ride. How could I say no? There was just one thing I didn’t even know the guy. At least when I was with Kent, Jake was right there beside me shoving his cock down my throat.

My mind was racing as I looked around the room searching their faces for an answer. I could not believe what I was hearing. The words didn’t make sense to me. But I had heard them as clear as day. Michael’s friends wanted me to sleep with some British noble I had never seen before. From the photo that they were passing around of this guy he was quite the stud. He was incredibly hot but all I could think was what the hell am I getting myself into?

“Yes, James. We want you to sleep with him and we want you to make him think he’s sleeping with Michael.” Kayla replied, gently placing her hand on my back. “But if you have any reservations about doing this just let us know now. We will understand completely if you don’t want to do this.”

“The hell we will!” Charlotte blurted. “You have no choice but to do this. IT is because of Michael and Eric that you are even able to go on a fancy trip like this. This is the least you could do to pay them back. IF you don’t do this Michael and Eric’s whole marriage could be in jeopardy if you don’t do this.”

“Charlotte save the dramatics.” Kayla laughed. “Look, James you can ignore her. She can be a bit demanding at times. But I do believe she’s coming from a good place.”

“We all are.” Jake added.

“I know you guys are coming from a good place but I just don’t know if I can do this. I’m just so nervous. Like what if he figures out I’m not Michael? What am I supposed to say when he questions who the hell I am and why am I riding his dick instead of Mike?”

“Honestly I don’t care what you tell that handsome jerk.” Charlotte snorted. “As long as he thinks you are Mike long enough for us to get Eric out of London I really don’t care. Tell him whatever the hell you like.”

“So I was thinking you should meet up with Lord Wilton after dark that way it will make it harder for him to recognize that you are not Mike. We can bleach your hair so that it looks brown like Michael’s.” Haley began speaking. Her words turned into a rant very quickly. “You know you and Mike have a similar build, he’s a little muscular but if we dress you up like him, put you in some nice threads that jerk will never know the difference.”

“Haley I think you are getting ahead of yourself.” Jake chuckled. “The guy hasn’t even agreed to do anything yet and you are already going off on some rant.”

“Well let’s ask him then.”

“Are you going to help us out or not?” They were now all staring blankly at me waiting for my response.

“Yes.” I replied meekly. “Yes I’ll do it but there’s just one thing……What if he wants to get more intimate? What am I supposed to do when he tries to kiss me? He’s not going to want to fuck me from behind the whole fucking night. He will know immediately that I’m not Michael.”

“Make up something. Tell him that you just want him to fuck you and you don’t want to look at him while he does it. I really don’t care.” Charlotte giggled. “How about you give him a big smooch on the lips.

“Let’s not worry about that right now. We have a got a whole lot of work to do if we are going to pass you off as Michael.” Kayla interrupted. “We can talk about the logistics of tonight later. First we need to do some alterations.”

“How do you feel about getting your hair bleached? If you’re not cool with it we can go with something else. Like a wig or something.”

“A wig won’t work! That guy could pull a damn wig right off him.” Charlotte blurted. “We have to bleach his hair or at least dye it so that he at least looks like Michael from behind. That is the only way this plan will ever work.”

“Charlotte how about we let James speak for himself. IF we bleach or dye his hair it might never be able to get back to the way it was. If he doesn’t want his hair bleached we’re not doing it. And that is final. Do you understand!?”

“Well?”

“Fine.” Charlotte shot back.

“You guys can bleach my hair but please don’t let it all fall out.” I chuckled. “I don’t want to come back from Europe a bald man…So don’t go too far.”

“Don’t worry man, Haley is a pro when it comes to this kind of thing.” Jake chuckled. “She will fix your hair up real nice. You will be just fine. Trust me.”

“Yeah I know what I’m doing.” Haley assured me. “I won’t leave the bleach in there long enough to make your hair fall out. Just long enough to add some colour to it. How about you just follow me into the bathroom and we can get started…..Everything will be just fine.”

Haley’s words didn’t really assure me on the contrary they only made more nervous but I went along with it anyway. She motioned for me to follow her into the bathroom and that is exactly what I did. I did not protest when she laid my head under the water. Nor did I protest when she began to pour the bleach down over my scalp. When she ran her hands through my hair scrubbing the bleach into my hair I continued to hold my tongue. When the bleach was in my hair we waited a few minutes for it to take effect.

Thirty minutes later when she washed the bleach out of my hair and directed me to look into the mirror at my new hair colour I did not speak. I watched the whole thing unfold in silence as if I were a bystander watching from the side-lines.

“Well?” A voice called out from behind me. “How do you like your new hair?”

“It looks alright I guess.” I gave them a half-smile. “So when am I supposed to meet this guy anyway?”

“Tonight.” Kayla replied. “According to the letter he gave Michael this morning he wants you to meet him at his family’s home here in London. It’s Hastings House, and it’s not far from St. James’ Park.”

“So I’m supposed to let him fuck me in his family’s home.” I interjected. “What if his parents or somebody else walks in on us? I’ll be caught red handed….we both will.”

“No you won’t.” Jake laughed. “Trust me dude when the time comes for you to make your way to that guy’s home. It will be empty. He will make sure of that because if I know anything I know his dick is hard for Mike so he will do everything to get his rocks off. He will want as much privacy as possible.”

“Trust me.”

****Scene 2: Jake’s POV**********************

Royal Suite, Claridge’s Hotel, London,

Once Haley had finished drying James’ hair we all filed out of the room descending the staircase to the foyer where the rest of our friends were waiting for us. Michael and Eric had invited us down there to enjoy a good old full English breakfast complete with scrambled eggs, sausages, white and black pudding, bacon, mushrooms, baked beans, hash browns, bubble and squeak, toast with butter, and fried tomatoes. With piping hot cups of English style breakfast tea produced by Twinings to go with it. You can’t get more English then that even if the Queen had been dining with us that morning. Which wasn’t so far-fetched considering how often royalty frequent Claridge’s. People actually call it an ‘annex to Buckingham Palace’.

In any case when we arrived downstairs for breakfast we found that the tables in the Claridge’s foyer didn’t have nearly enough chairs or space for all of us to sit together. Before we could work something out, we found that arrangements had already been made.

“I’m sorry for any confusion, but you will not be dining here this morning.” A tall thin man with tanned skin spoke. He spoke English but with a very heavy accent from a country I could not guess… I assumed he hailed from southern Europe. “Master Chandler has requested the foyer’s private dining room so that is where you all will be dining.”

“I assure you the private dining room is a splendid setting for your first English style breakfast.” He smiled as he waved his hands in the direction of the private dining room. The room was truly a splendid setting. Decorated in the same art deco as the Foyer it was secluded yet airy. Situated in the middle of the room was a long table decorated with fine linen, crystal, and sparkling glass. But most important the table was big enough to accommodate all of us at once. When Michael sat down and started sipping the steaming cup of tea before him we did not hesitate to sit down and soon we were all enjoying a full English breakfast.

“Wow what happened to your hair?” Eric laughed. Pointing his sticky fingers at James’ bleached blonde hair. His hair hadn’t come out blond, the bleach had only lightened it to a shade of brown similar to the one Michael sported. “When did you make that transformation? And please tell me Haley wasn’t involved.”

“I was involved….and I’m the one who bleached his hair less than an hour ago.” Haley interrupted. She was smiling from ear to ear as she reveled in her success. “I think his hair came out really nice.”

“So we can blame you if it all falls out.” Eric chuckled. “You know with his hair like that, he kind of looks like Michael just a little. From the back at least.”

“We hope so.” I whispered. Eric had no idea that James looking like Michael from the back was exactly what we were going for.

“What?” Eric added.

“Nothing bro.” I laughed. “I was just agreeing with you on that statement about James looking like Michael from the back.”

“Yeah doesn’t he?” Eric laughed, directing James to spin around so that we could see him from the back. “He looks like.”

“Guys you will never guess who’s going to be performing at the Brixton Academy tonight.” Eric smiled.

“Who?”

“Cher Lloyd, and Demi Lovato.” He beamed. “But that’s not all. According to the Brixton Academy’s website Madonna herself is supposed to be the headliner for tonight. Can you believe that? MA… freaking DONNA!”

Ever since Madonna had performed at the Super Bowl halftime show back in 2012, Eric had developed a little crush on her. He was practically obsessed listening to her songs like it was the gospel. I’m sure he knew every single one of them by heart.

“Wow that’s some major girl power.” Haley giggled.

“Yeah that’s for sure.” Kayla added.

I continued to listen to my friends chat as I gobbled down the delicious plate of food laying in front of me. But I couldn’t even concentrate on that because my phone kept vibrating in my pocket. The first time I was able to ignore it but when it buzzed not twice but three more times I couldn’t resist. There were about four messages from Kent.

I pulled my phone out, holding it under the table to look at it; acutely aware that there could be nudes in it. I didn’t want my friends seeing that and thinking I’m some horny fucker who can’t even control himself at the breakfast table.

“Would you put your phone down for one second?” a sweet voice said over my shoulder. I quickly turned my phone over and looked up at Kayla.

“Uh, What?”

“Leave your phone alone and talk to us ok.” Kayla smiled. “What’s so important anyway that you have to keep looking down at your crotch….I mean your phone every five seconds? Haha.”

Another message lit up my phone. I read the two words on the screen. ‘I’m here. Kent was upstairs waiting for me I had to go. “I’m sorry I have to go. Don’t worry I’ll catch you guys and I’ll be sure to see you guys at the concert tonight.”

“Here take this then.” Eric frowned, handing me one of the tickets for tonight’s star powered performance. I took the ticket out of Eric’s hands thinking him and Michael for an amazing breakfast. But now I had to go and get my dick wet.

I slowly walked out of the foyer’s private dining room, pass the waiters and tables of people sitting down waiting for the afternoon tea to begin. Once I had turned the corner and I was standing at the foot of the grand staircase I dashed up the stairs not even bothering to take the elevator as I raced up to my room so that I could have some fun with Kent. I was too nervous to ride the elevator for fear that the lust in my eyes would give me away. One look at me they would know what I was up to.

When I reached my floor I saw Kent standing there in some waiting for me. His face was turned down looking at his phone but his magnificent body was on full view for me. He was wearing some red mesh shorts that hugged his muscular ass so well and a T-shirt that failed to cover his impressive chest or arms. His muscular arms were practically popping out of the tight shirt. Even better glancing down I noticed he was semi-hard, I could make out the outline of his cockhead. I wanted to wrap my lips around it.

“Hey man,” I called from down the hall. “How is my favorite muscle hunk doing this morning? You came all the way over here for me.” I cooed.

“Hey, Jake….I’m wonderful now that I’ve laid eyes on your sexy face, how are you doing this morning?” he smiled as he look up at me from his phone. “Just the stud I needed to see.”

“I’m good,” I smiled back at him. “What are you doing here?”

“Last night was so hot. I wanted to come and see how your hot ass was doing. Still sore?” Kent grunted between laughter. “I just had to see you. I couldn’t let you leave London without us going for round two.

“Of course I’m still fucking sore!” I yelled, quickly lowering my voice before I could be overheard. “Of course you fucked the living daylights out of me and James.”

“Oh yeah James.” Kent grinned, as he licked his lips. “Where is he now? You know he has a really nice dick and it’s a shame it didn’t get more attention last night. I think I’m going to have to go for a ride on his big black dick before you guys leave town. That’s for sure.”

“Just got to make sure that he can’t be called a virgin anymore.” Kent laughed.

“Kent don’t pretend you want him to fuck you for his benefit….it is just us two here. Be honest you want that dick up your ass because you are cock hungry whore.”

“So what if I am, ain’t no shame in my game.” Kent joked as we high-fived each other. I quickly slid my key card into the card holder on the door unlocking it. Kent followed me inside the room shutting the door behind us. Once we secure with the outside world locked out I planted a wet kiss on Kent’s thick lips. I forced my tongue into his mouth as we locked lips. His lips were soft and moist just the way I like them. Pretty soon we were making out hard in the middle of the entry way. We kept kissing until I pulled away.

“You know now that you mentioned it, that kid does have a really nice cock doesn’t he?” I laughed. “He’s got a sweet ass too, and it’s almost as nice as yours. But his isn’t as used as yours.”

“Thank, thank you.” Kent laughed before his eyes widened…..He had just realized what I had said. “You dick! I should bend you over and fuck you raw right now.”

“Man I was only joking….You still are a fantastic fuck. What would be the point of fucking me when you came up here to ride my dick?” I knew the answer already even before I asked it. Kent was as big as a house with trunk like legs, huge arms, rippling muscles all over his body. He was the very symbol of a masculine man. And if you saw him walking down the street you would think the same thing, that he was just some incredibly ripped guy with a really nice ass who spends entirely too much time at the gym T here’s just one thing he’s one of those muscle bottom types who happens to be obsessed with cock. He likes to suck dick, ride dick, and of course worship dick. He’s my very own British cock sucker.

“Yeah I guess you’re right. I’m in a bottoming mood these days.” Kent grinned as he grabbed hold of my hardening dick through my jeans. “I can’t wait to get a taste of this.” He was licking his lips.

“Get to it.” I nodded. “Get a lick. I’m so…” Before I could finish my sentence Kent had unzipped my pants and was pulling them down trying desperately to get at my leaking prick. Kent held my dick tightly as he started jerking my huge member, rubbing both hands up and down the shaft.

Kent wrapped his hand around my cock as I led him down the hall towards my bedroom. Once I plopped down on the bed Kent was able to begin his earnest work….sucking on my dick. He licked the head of my cock a few times slurping up the precum that leaked from the slit.

Wrapping his lips around the head of my cock, Kent sucked more and more of my throbbing member into his warm mouth. I was there to encourage him by holding his head onto my dick and rubbing my hands through his hair. “Yes that’s it suck my dick!”

“Suck it. Yes”

“Yes take all of it. You know you can do it.”

“Yes that’s it……just open up that mouth….” I grunted.

“Oh Fuck!” Kent moaned as he pulled my leaking cock from his mouth. “I could suck on this dick all day long. It tastes amazing.” His lips were dripping with precum and saliva.

“Mmmm your precum tastes amazing….but your cum is the main event.” He chuckled before he dove his head back onto my cock holding it between his lips as he sucked hard on it

“Less talking my cocksucking.” I roared.

“I’ll keep sucking your dick but first take that shirt off.” He grinned, as he reached up trying to pull my shirt up over my head.

“No, I…I” I mumbled.

“Yes, take that shirt off now.” He demanded. “I want to see those muscles of yours in the daylight. I want to see how toned you’ve become.”

“Fine,” I grunted, as I raised my arms up over my head as Kent pulled my shit up around me before he tossed it halfway across the room.

“Jesus freaking CHRIST!” He roared with laughter as he admired my upper body. “You have gotten huge. I didn’t see all this last night because it was so dark but damn. Those arms of yours have gotten freaking huge. I’m surprised you can even fit into that tiny shirt. And damn look at those pecs I just want to play with them.”

“Thanks man,” I beamed with pride I loved getting compliments about my body; that is the very reason I started working out in the first place. “I know I’m not as big as you but the compliment does mean a lot.”

“Shit dude you sure are getting there.” Kent grunted. “Come on flex those big arms for me. Yeah you flex while I suck that fat cock.”

“You have no idea how much your muscles turn me on.” He moaned as he came up for air from deep throating my cock.

“You have no idea how much your muscled ass turns me on.” I crooned. I had grabbed hold of his ass and was squeezing the round mounds of flesh. “This is one hell of a fucking ass.”

“Thanks man.” His face was bright red as he blushed. “Maybe you should get it ready for your cock.” He winked. He didn’t have to say more I knew exactly what to do and so did my hands. Spitting on my fingers I let them roam down his backside before they found their destination. Kent’s tight puckering hole. I shoved first one finger in there, then another followed by another.

He moaned onto my dick with each passing second as I fucked his ass with my thick fingers sliding them in and out of his hole with intensity.

"Ahhhh fuck ... JAKE!... " he groaned.

“Ahhhh fuck yes! Aurhhhhh fuck! Your fingers feel amazing.”

“Turn around baby.” I whispered sweetly into his ears. “I’ve opened your ass up now it’s time to fuck. My fingers don’t have nothing on my thick dick.”

He flipped over and presented his plump ass for me to inspect. By the time he was on all fours with his ass in the air nestled between my legs I had already ripped open a condom wrapper and rolled it down over my rock hard dick I was ready to fuck. I poured some lube down my shaft and along his ass. I used my cock to rub the lubricant in sliding my cock between those cheeks as I teased his hole.

I grabbed hold of Kent by his waist and pulled him onto his feet. I pushed him hard up against the wall before I slapped his ass hard with my open hand. He let out a yelp which made my cock leap. There is nothing like manhandling and fucking a muscle bound guy that’s bigger then you. It feels great.

Getting right up behind Kent I leaned over so that I could kiss his back. I planted a few light kisses up and down his back as he begged me to fuck him. My engorged cock was pulsating between his cheeks now as I kissed his back.

As I did this his ass flexed and tensed. He was trying to make me cum. His ass was sending me into a manic state I had to get off inside his ass.

"Ohhh... Jake, Jake. Fuck me Jake!" he moaned loudly in passionate anticipation. “Come on stick that dick inside me already. I can’t wait any longer. I want to ride it… come on!” Kent was ready for me to fuck him. Hell he was more than ready he was begging me to fuck him now.

I was determined to give him what he wanted. While with smaller guys I made it a point to go slow until they asked to be fucked hard. With Kent I didn’t have to go slow. On the contrary I rammed my big dick into his ass and started drilling his hole deep.

With his head up against the wall I couldn’t see his face but I knew he was holding in the screams. Every now and then with each thrust of my cock into his tight hole I heard low grunts and long drawn out moans escape his body. I was determined still to make him scream my name before I finished fucking him.

Grasping hold of his massive shoulders I spread his legs apart pulled my dick out of his ass until only the head was left inside. Then I pushed forward slamming my trouser snake dep into his ravaged hole. The full force caused Kent’s head to bang against the wall but we didn’t stop fucking not even for a second. We were too horny.

As I continued pounding his hole with my hard dick with each thrust his cries of pleasure became louder and louder. “FUCK!! OHHHHH FUCK!”

“FUCK MY ASS! AURGHHHHH!”

As I continued drilling Kent’s ass I noticed my phone sitting on the bed. I reached out for my phone and before I knew what I was doing I had pressed the record button. I had to keep a record of this because fucking an ass that fat I couldn’t let it end without keeping some kind of souvenir. And there is no better documentation then a video.

I aimed the camera down as I slide my cock in and out of Kent’s plump ass. “Holy fuck your ass feels fucking amazing!” I was in a frenzy as Kent’s muscled ass squeezed around my dick, hugging it close.

Grabbing hold of his hips I slammed my cock into Kent’s thick ass. The force with which I shoved my dick into that ass caused him to lose his balance a little, but I made sure to hold him tightly. To catch him.

Finally I lost control of myself. I grabbed a handful of his hair as I slammed into him one final time. I exploded into the condom. He grunted when I pulled my cock out of his ass; ripping the condom off I kept jerking my dick as cum continued spewing out of my dick. Cum poured down Kent’s sweaty backside.

Dominating Kent was making me so fucking hard as I continued jerking my cock. Cum was flying everywhere as I continued firing round after round of sticky spunk down his backside. I even smeared some cum along the passage of his incredible ass.

I shoved my cock back in ass and started humping his backside, as I waited for my cock to go soft. But it just wouldn’t go down. It wanted to fuck Kent’s ass again and so did I. Honestly I was thinking about fucking him again when I heard the door again.

I looked up to see James standing there in the doorway a look of shock on his face. “Oh Shit!” I grunted, as I pulled my cock out of Kent’s ass. The popping sound his ass made when I pulled out of him was unmistakable.

“Uhhhh.” James moaned. “You two can’t keep your hands off each other I see.”

“What are you doing here?” I chuckled, trying to ignore the fact that I had just been caught red handed with my cock up Kent’s ass. I pulled my jeans up over my thick legs and begin zipping up when I looked over at the wall where Kent had been standing. There was a huge glob of cum oozing down the wall.

“Looks like somebody got off.” James spoke what we were both thinking. “This hunk was so dominate last night I had no idea he was such a submissive, fuck boy.”

“Well you are just in time.” I grinned. “Because this big boy over here was just telling me how much he wants to ride that big black cock of yours.”

****Scene 3: Kayla’s POV**********************

Brixton Academy, London, United Kingdom,

After brunch we went back upstairs to dress for our final night in London. We came downstairs shining and glittering. While the guys donned blazers and dress shirts the ladies and I were dressed in sparkling sequin dresses. I was dressed in a black sequin dress I was using it to conceal my pregnancy. Not intentionally but just long enough so that I could tell Kevin the happy news.

It was sometime in the late afternoon when the rest of the rest of the guys and I arrived at Brixton Academy for the night’s concert. There were lines lined down the block waiting to gain entry into the concert hall. But because we had VIP tickets and backstage passes we didn’t have to wait around in those long lines to get a seat. We walked right pass the line handing the security guard our tickets. I was certain there were eyes peering in on us.

Once we had picked our seats I excused myself so that I could go freshen up in the ladies room. I walked around the lobby a few times before I found the hall off to the side that led to the women’s restroom. The ladies room was very large with stalls on one side and crystal glass mirrors on the other. The entire room decorated in white it was very inviting.

I looked at my reflection through the glass as I reached down into my purse. I was looking for some lip gloss to reapply to my lips. But when I looked back up at my reflection I saw someone one else’s face behind me. It was that teacher’s aide, Bradley Martin, who had been sleeping with Jake. I knew there was something off about that guy and now he followed us to Europe to finish what he started in Harmony.

“Oh my god!” I gasped reaching into my purse for the small hand gun that I had concealed amongst my feminine items. But when I looked up was gone. Instead standing in the doorway was Charlotte with a look of shock plastered across her face.

“Oh my god! Kayla what are you doing with that?” Charlotte cried.

“What are you talking about?” I started to speak but then I remembered I still had the gun in my hand. “Charlotte I know what this looks like but it’s not what it seems.”

“Not what it seems.” Charlotte scoffed. “I came in here to check on you. And I find you in here waving some gun around. Put that thing away before someone see it. What are you crazy?! What if…”

“You don’t understand….remember that guy that Jake was sleeping with. That teacher’s aide, I swear I saw him in here that’s why I pulled out the gun.”

I thought that guy was screwing Jake not you so why are your panties all in a twist. Why the need for the gun? And why the hell would he be lurking around the women’s restroom like some pervert?”

“Because something is not right with him. I don’t believe Zach had anything to do with the campus murders. I think….no I know that guy had something to do with it I remember seeing him the night I passed out. He is the true culprit.”

“So you are telling me some crazed serial killer followed us all the way to Europe because you might have remembered he was the killer. That seems a little far-fetched. Are you sure you’re feeling alright maybe you need to lay down for a little bit?”

“Where is all this sensitivity coming from?” I inquired. “Earlier when you came in here you mentioned you had come to check on me to see if I was ok. Why is that?”

“Because I know.” Charlotte smiled, from ear to ear. “I know you are pregnant and don’t even try to deny it. The other night when we went to that bar you didn’t even touch one glass of alcohol. That and the way you’ve been acting was the same way I acted last year when I was pregnant.”

“So you know then?” I sighed.

“Yes I know.” Charlotte answered but the real question is why have you not told Kevin and the others yet.

“I just haven’t found the right moment.”

“What do you mean?”

“Charlotte let’s get back to the others. I don’t want to talk about this.”

****Scene 4: James’s POV**********************

Royal Suite, Claridge’s, London, United Kingdom,

I had only went upstairs so that I could get a few things from out of my room before the guys and I went out to explore London one final time. So you can imagine my surprise when I entered the room and I found Jake naked and thrusting his cock into the ass of that hunky stud…..the one who had fucked me so well the other night. I could watch Jake’s muscled ass tense and fuck that guy’s plump ass all day. It was so arousing that I couldn’t help but shove my hand inside my pants for a quick jerk.

“Ah hum,” I grunted. They turned around cock still in ass.

“What are you doing here?” Jake mumbled, as he scrambled for his pants.

“I came to get a change of clothes. You do remember that we are sharing this room. Right?”

“Jake he’s just the guy we were looking for.” Kent grinned. “Now that I’ve finished riding your dick I want a go at riding James’ too. Pretty please you can’t leave London without giving me a taste of that cock.”

This guy barely knew me and he was begging me to stick my throbbing cock up his ass….an ass that Jake had been inside of mere minutes ago. All I could think was damn, who knew Michael and Eric had such horny friends. If I had known that my roommate had such sexual friends I would have opened up to him long time ago. We had been in England for a little over a week and now I was having ten times more sex then I ever had in my entire life. Which previously was zippo….a big fat goose egg.

“I’d love to fuck you but first I need to get my dick wet.” I smiled, as I undid my pants pulling my throbbing cock from out of its cage. I walked over to where Jake and Kent were standing and I planted a wet kiss on Kent’s juicy lips. Pulling him close we locked lips as we began to passionately make out. While we kissed getting hot and heavy, Jake was not standing idly by on the sidelines; instead he was rubbing his hands along our naked backsides kissing our face.

Soon we were all three of us making out. Our lips and our tongues moving around in our mouths as we swapped saliva. Our tongues fought a never ending battle as they swirled around each other. While we moaned into the others mouths. The French must truly be praised for the art of love they developed.

As Kent and I continued to kiss and moan, Jake dropped down to his knees and started to pay attention to the third arm hanging down my leg. He grasped hold of my cock with both hands and planted several soft wet kisses on the head of my cock.

He started to lick up and down my shaft covering it with his saliva before he opened his mouth wide and shoved my dick down his throat. He was a perfect stud and he sure did know how to suck a dick. Fuck!

Reaching down I grabbed hold of my cock and slapped it lewdly against Jake’s face. Just imagine that, me slapping my nice long black dong up against Jake’s pretty pink lips. Such a fucking turn on. Precum leaked from my cockhead onto Jake’s lips and he slurped up every single drop of it.

It was right then and there that I promised myself that one day I would fuck Jake too. I wanted to hear him scream, as I squeezed his nipples and fucked his ass hard. One day that ass would be mine. One day I would ram my cock up that tight hole. I just wanted him. Pulling my cock out of his mouth Jake spit on it and gave it a good squeeze.

“Your fat cock is nice and wet for you.” Jake laughed, wiping the precum from his lips. Dribbles of spit clung to scruff underneath his chin. “But I’m not done sucking on it just yet. Kent why don’t come down here and show him how talented that mouth of yours is. Kent dropped to his knees and I collapsed onto the bed spreading my legs wide giving them all the room they needed to suck on my dick.

Seeing two hot hunky guys worshiping my cock and balls was incredibly hot. Jake was sucking my cock while Kent was slurping on my balls and I was loving every single minute of it.

“Oh Fuck! Kent suck on those big balls get them nice and wet. Yes use that hot mouth of yours. Get that tongue all over those balls. Come on. Fuck Yeah!”

Kent raised his head up off my balls so that his lips were parallel to my cock. He started kissing it before he started sucking on it all while Jake was doing the same.. Pretty soon their lips were touching as they continued sucking on my dick. I just let them go at it, as they sucked and kissed my cock and balls, for a few precious minutes……it felt too good to interrupt. I was enjoying watching them take turns bobbing their heads up and down on my thick cock. They gently lavished passionate kisses on my pecker. Damn if this is what it felt like to be worship, I need a regular fuck buddy right away.

“Oh, yeah, fucking worship my big black cock!” I grunted. I continued to let them go at it for a little longer. I couldn’t stop there passionate work because I was loving every minute of watching my dick get sucked dry by two hot mouths.

They stopped sucking on my cock, instead they covered it from the shaft to the head, warm wet kisses. I was holding on for dear life thinking about anything to keep my mind off of cumming.

“Come on Jake I want to fuck your face.” I cried, standing up. Jake jumped up onto the bed. Laying down on his back he waited for me to approach him. I came up behind him, my cock dangling between my legs. He raised his head up licking the head before I shoved it down his throat.

Pushing my cock in and out of his warm mouth I let my precum smear across his wet lips. Pushing my huge pole pass Jake’s pretty pink lips I entered Jake’s wet mouth. He gagged a little but he didn’t stop sucking on my member, not even for a second. Pulling my cock halfway out of his throat I slowly started fucking his face.

Jake stated sucking hard on my dick. Before I knew it he was sucking up a storm on my cock as I slid I in and out of my cock fucking his face nice and slow. I gently fucked his mouth for a few minutes. I pushed my cock so far down his throat that his nose was buried in my balls. Then, just as slowly as I had shoved my cock down his throat I slowly pulled it out.

"Okay, let’s switch places.” I grinned. Kent you come over here and stick your dick in Jake’s wet mouth and I’ll stick my dick in your tight ass.”

“I can’t wait.” Kent laughed, as he jumped up with glee.

The next few minutes were intensely pleasurable for all of us. Jake was gobbling down Kent’s cock while I was pounding away at his ass. With all the cock sucking and sensual kissing I’m surprised I managed to last that long. So when I blew my load up Kent’s ass I sighed in relief.

“Damn that was so fucking hot!”

After our very long and very hot fuck session we were heavily exhausted. We laid down on Jake’s bed and we drifted off to sleep. Hours later when we awoke it was nearly nightfall and it was time for me go sleep with that Lord that wouldn’t leave Michael alone.

I used my GPS to find my way to the address that Kayla and the others had given me…. Hastings House; where I was supposed to meet up with the Lord Wilton. This guy’s family home in London wasn’t some small little town house. It was an imposing Brick Tudor style mansion situated in the very heart of London walled off from the rest of the world.

I knocked on the iron gate before I discovered that the gate was open so I was able to push it open. Walking up to the manor’s front door I found a letter underneath the mat exactly where I had been told there would be one. The letter directed me to a hidden key that I used to gain entry into the house. Looking around the house I marveled at the manor’s magnificence. The entire house was decorated with works of art, furniture, furnishings, and antiques that one might find in a museum. I explored the house for a few minutes before I strode up the stairs to the second story and to Lord Wilton’s bedroom. I counted close to thirty rooms in the house. A central parlor; library; a dining room; a Music room; a Study; and even a smoking room for the men. The two-story central parlor was decorated with marble engravings, visually intriguing paintings and rich tapestries dating back several centuries….The Hastings family’s coat of arms also decorated the marble walls hanging from the marble fireplace, while the oak floor was covered by an elaborate Persian rug of crimson and ivy green with furniture to match. The drawing room was decorated in the French style with blue wallpaper, Louis XIV style furnishings, and even paintings of French royals; the drawing room even had a tea service set laid out and everything. How typically English. While the manor’s library was crammed with books and decorated with crimson furniture.

When I ascended the staircase to the second story of the manor I found that it too was similarly decorated. I found that Lord Wilton’s bedroom was also decorated in a similar fashion. But with the added amenities of a flat screen television, stereo sets and so forth. I stripped naked and laid down on the bed my head buried in the pillow.

Suddenly I heard the door turning….. It was him.

****Scene 5: Charlotte’s POV**********************

Brixton Academy, London, United Kingdom,

By the time Jake had arrived at the venue the concert was mere minutes away from starting. He was damn lucky he had a VIP ticket and that we had saved him a seat or there would be no way in hell that they would have allowed him into the hall.

“Jake what the hell!?” I cried. “I thought you said you weren’t going to be late.”

“Sorry mom I just lost track of time ok…” Jake mocked. “But I’m here now so relax.”

“Quite you two…..it’s about to begin.”

“Ladies and gentlemen put your hands together for Britain’s very own Cher Lloyd!” The crowd went wild when Cher Lloyd herself appeared on stage sporting. There was yelling and screaming but we all knew that she was just the appetizer while Madonna was the main course.

“How are you guys doing tonight?!” she smiled. “Who is here to have a good time tonight?”

The young performer’s questions prompted some people in the crowd to throw up their hands and wave them wildly.

“Da da da da dum dum da dum dum
Da da da da dum dum da dum dum
Da da da da dum dum da dum dum
Da da da da dum dum

Baby you the best cause you worked me out
I keep building walls up but you tear 'em down
I'm fighting I don't wanna like it but you know I like it
But you know I like it like it like it
Used to always think I was bullet proof
But you got an AK and your blowing through
Explosive, you don't even know it, I want you to know it
I want you to know it know it know it

All of them other boys can walk away
They ain't even in the game
'Cause they know that you own it
You got this swag u got this attitude
Wanna hear you say my name
'Cause you got me

Flying with your love, shining with your love, riding with your love
I feel like I'm on top of the world with your love
One hit with your love can't quit with your love so sick but so what
I feel like I'm on top of the world with your love

“Wow you guys are doing great with this one...How about we bring out Demi and put a spin on it” Cher Lloyd giggled

“YESSS! YESSSS! YESSS!” the crowd roared.

“Yes!”

You wanna play, you wanna stay, you wanna have it all
You started messing with my head until I hit a wall
Maybe I should've known, maybe I should've known
That you would walk, you would walk out the door, hey!

Said we were done, then met someone and rubbed it in my face
Cut to the part, she broke your heart, and then she ran away
I guess you should've known, I guess you should've known
That I would talk, I would talk

But even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh, I really don't care
Even if the stars and moon collide
I never want you back into my life
You can take your words and all your lies
Oh, oh, oh, I really don't care
Oh, oh, oh, I really don't care

Once Demi came out she and Cher took turns singing their respective verses in their respective songs. With Demi singing a few verses before turning it back over to Cher.

Yeah, listen up
Hey, hey, never look back,
Dumb struck boy, ego intact
Look boy, why you so mad
Second guessin', but should've hit that
Hey, Demi, you picked the wrong lover
Should've picked that one, he's cuter than the other
I just wanna laugh, 'cause you're tryna be a hipster
Kick him to the curb, take a Polaroid picture.

Demi and Cher Lloyd spit lyrics as easy as one breaths air. They went from singing one song to singing another until it was time for Madonna to come out. “Ladies and gentlemen the Queen of Pop herself! The Material girl…….Madonna!”

The curtains on the back of the stage opened up to reveal a large pink carpeted staircase from which Madonna descended the staircase. As the Queen of Pop descended the carpeted steps her single Material girl played in the background.

“How you doing tonight LONDON!” Madonna cried.

“Oh my god its Madonna! Oh my god Madonna! Oh my……it’s Madonna!

“Madonna we LOVE YOU!”

“I love you too my darling!” Madonna giggled, as she threw up an article of clothing that she had tied around her waist. The discarded garment floated through the air before landing in a sea of people who proceeded to fight over it.

“Who here is from London? Good I see a few hands.

“Now who here is here in London here to celebrate?! To have a little holiday if you will.”

Some hands went up and there were some hoots and hollering too. “Good, good. How about we start with something simple something you all can get into.

Holiday celebrate
Holiday celebrate
If we took a holiday. Took some time to celebrate Just one day out of life. It would be, it would be so nice 

Everybody spread the word. We’re gonna have a celebration. All across the world. In every nation

It’s time for the good times. Forget about the bad time, oh yeah. One day to come together. To release the pressure.

We need a holiday!

While I was singing along to the song just like everybody else I felt my phone vibrate in my clutch purse. I ignored it and continued enjoying myself at the concert.

****Scene 6: Edward’s POV**********************

Hastings House, Near St. James’ Park,

When I came home and I found my bedroom light on my heart nearly leapt out of my skin. As I turned the door handle my heart raced. It always did just before a fuck. From the moment I laid eyes on that sexy American named Michael at the Queen’s banquet in the honour of the King of Etruria. By the end of the night I was burning with desire for the man. I told him so. I tried to make him see things my way, tried to make him understand how much I wanted to be with him. But he just wouldn’t listen to me so I was forced to result to different to get into his pants. Blackmail. I promptly told him that if he did not go to bed with me this very night I would have his husband locked up on trumped up charges. I really didn’t want to hurt his husband like that but what choice did I have when he refused every other advance I had made?

I couldn’t very well let a nice piece of ass like that go.

From a very young age I had learned that I could not be refused. When I was a toddler any toy you could imagine I was given by my parents. When I was in school I never had to work for anything, because grades came easy to me. Either that or my parents would make sure there would be hell to play.

I opened my door to find him laying naked on my bed, his ass up in the air just like I had instructed. “It is good to see you naked in my bed.” I chuckled. “I knew you would see things my way. This big uncut cock sliding in and out of that tight ass. Well?”

“Just fuck me already.” He groaned, his face still buried in the pillow. “I don’t want to talk to you. You’re making me do this so let’s just get this over with. I don’t want to look at you……just fuck me so we can get this over with.”

I didn’t waste any more time talking to him. I had one thing on my mind and that was fucking. I vowed to make damn sure that he was going to beg me to keep fucking him as I stripped naked. I got between his legs pushing them apart and spreading them wide, I let a great big glob of spit fall from my lips directly onto his puckering hole. Spitting on my finger I stuck it inside that slick hole I rubbed the spit into his hole as he moaned into the pillow.

“Yeah you like that?” I grunted as I fingered his hole. I took his words of speediness to heart so I wasted no time in pushing my cock up against his puckering hole. With one hard thrust I forced the head of my uncut prick deep into his more than ready hole. I pushed more and more of my length into his hole, hoping to stretch his hole to such an enormous proportion that he would never be able to make love to his husband the same ever again.

Pushing his head down into the pillow I was able to muffle his screams of passion. “Aurghhhhh!” Once I was balls deep inside of his ass I just laid there holding him down allowing him to adjust to my size. At this point he was crying his little head off but I didn’t give a fuck, because I was getting exactly what I wanted. And that was having my dick between those cheeks……I’m certain with a little bit more time he would start to enjoy being fucked by my huge cock.

Thankfully all the servants and staff that usually populated my family’s townhouse had been given the day off so I was able to fuck my new boy toy as hard and as loud as I wanted. While I drilled my cock in and out of that tight hole he lay there panting and crying out. I’m sure his cries were one of both pleasure as well as pain.

Allowing him brief moment of reprieve I pulled my prick all the way out of his hole. When my cockhead popped out of his sweet crevice he let out a cry. Even when I had pulled my cock out of his hole he would not stop screaming, panting and crying out. It was super annoying and I swear if I hadn’t been a gentlemen I would have hit him to make him shut up.

Giving him a few more minutes of rest I grasped hold of his hips and shoved my prick back inside his hole. He let out a loud grunt. I’m sure he was still trying to get used to the size of my cock. A hole that tight would have to be opened up, but I didn’t have time for that. Hell even as I continued to pound his ass, his ass muscles were squeezing the cum out of my dick. All the while he was screaming his head until finally I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to make him shut up.

"Shut the FUCK up" I growled as I proceeded to push a couple more inches into him. When I did this he let out a grunt. I pushed my face so close to his back that I’m sure he could feel me breathing on his neck. “Either fucking put a sock in it NOW or that husband of yours will regret it.

“Please don’t.” he whimpered softly “Please Lord Wilton I’m doing as you asked. You said you would leave me and my husband alone if I let you fuck me one time. That was the deal.”

“Please lord Wilton.” I mocked. “Yes I do believe that was the deal……so shut the fuck up so I can finish pounding that tight hole. One more thing call me Edward when I fuck you and just know that you are being fucked by the future Duke of Wiltshire and that you will be my fucktoy.” I grinned.

Very slowly I pulled my rock hard cock all the way out of his ass until I has just the tip in there; I quickly forced the whole shaft down his warm passage. “Just relax…. Breathe in breathe out. Nice deep breaths. Just like that.”

He continued to moan obscenities into the pillow as I wrapped my arms around his body. His ass was still incredibly tight after all my dick’s ponderous work, but all the saliva and precum leaking from my cock allowed for my prick to slide in out that tight squeeze with relative ease. I pulled all the way out of him before I slammed my dick back into his ass. He let out a long drawn out groan that reeked of pleasure… He was getting into it now.

“Mmmmmmm. Oh Edward!” He whistled.. To hear him moan in pleasure was music to my ears. I loved turning a man out and fucking him raw until he cried my name when at first he had refused to sleep with me.

"Yeah baby, that’s it baby. Your tight little ass is getting fucked by the biggest fucking cock this side of the pond. You like my muscle cock don’t you? I bet you’ve never had a cock this big back in the states.”

Pulling him up so that he was on all fours, I grabbed hold of his ass, spreading his cheeks so that I could get even better access to that tight little hole of his. I pushed my cock into his wet tunnel going nice and slow. With each thrust I plunged my cock deeper into his unexplored hole. The guy kept whimpering but he seemed to be okay with me plowing his ass now. Hell his cries of passion were proof enough for me that he was enjoying it.

Finally after what felt like forever I found his special spot after I had plunged inch after inch of my prick up his sweet little ass. He moaned loudly as I laid there with my cock buried deep inside his ass I was trying to savor the feeling of fucking him. I knew he would be a hot fuck and I was right. The feelings that his tight ass were giving as his ass muscles squeezed and massaged my engorged member were exceptional. The very idea of fucking a married man raw were making me even hotter.

I kept fucking him nice and slow letting my cock slide and in out of his hole. I was in a state of total euphoria as fucked slow and deep, in and out of that plump ass spread out on my bed. God dammit.

I had lost track of the number of men that I had fucked in my young life. But right now all I could think about was that I was fucking the hottest ass on the most gorgeous man I’d ever laid eyes on. The pleasure going through my body was unreal and I did not want it to end so I just kept fucking him nice and slow. For all of you that want a ride on Lord Wilton’s dick you can rest assured that he has incredible stamina and he can fuck for hours and that is exactly what I intended to do. I was a regular fuck machine when it came to a nice tight hole.

Sometime as I was pounding his hole, I pushed all of my weight onto him causing him to collapse onto the bed before me. When I realized I was getting close I grabbed hold of his shoulders and began fucking him as hard as I wanted. As I slammed my cock into his tight hole again and again, instead of doing that annoying screaming he was doing earlier he just kept grunting. Which was a little more tolerable while I was fucking an ass.

Finally it came absolute nirvana. It was a feeling like no other when I shot my load deep inside one of the hottest asses I had ever fucked. Believe me I’ve fucked a lot of asses and cunts and his was by far the tightest. As my cum poured into his hole I was slamming into his hole so hard that the bed began to shake wildly.

I honestly couldn’t tell you how many times I came but I felt like my cock would never stop as it continued to fire round after round of my warm seed into this guy’s hot ass. Finally I stopped cumming but by that time I was dripping with sweat and so was my newest fucktoy.

“You know you got a hot fucking ass" I grunted, grabbing hold of him by the neck. “Did you hear me? I said you have nice ass.”

“Thank you Lord Wilton,” he muttered. “I said call me EDWARD.” I bellowed. “You have an ass fit for royalty and since I’m 25th in line for the throne my nice big cock will have to do. Are you hearing anything that I’m saying? Are you fucking deaf?”

“No Edward.” He replied. “I just want to go.”

“What! What do you mean you just want to go?!!” I yelled. “You just got fucked by the biggest fattest cock of your life and all you can say is you want to go. What the fuck! You better appreciate this because a pounding like this doesn’t come every day. Tell me how much you loved it.”

"Huh? What?" He answered. "Ahhh... wha...? Ahhh...Edward?"

"I want you to tell me how much you enjoyed my cock in your hole. You did enjoy it?"

"Ahhh….I’ve had bigger." He mumbled.

“What the hell was that?!” I roared.

“I said I’ve had BIGGER.” He repeated mockingly. I rolled him over onto his back intent on kissing him in an attempt to get him to shut up. When I looked at him mere seconds from placing my lips on his I realized that the guy who I was in bed with was not Michael at all. He was a complete stranger. At first I was shocked but my surprise quickly turned to anger.

“Who the hell are you?!”

STAY TUNED………………………………………..