came the dirty talk, I always loved that with Danny, it sort of compliments a good fuck. “Move it for me, Lad, quicker, let me feel you squeeze and manipulate my hard cock inside your ass hole …”

He fucked me raw and I knew, like when Danny first got inside me, I was going to carry on feeling him up there for days after, and the way he was hammering me, it was something that exited me .

We must have spent a good two hours in that van, he fucking and sucking me up afterwards, squeezing my ass cheeks and balls, licking them and teasing them, it was all so wonderful and divine until I realised I could not feel it any more, it was numb and yet it still pleasured me.

We’d come to a pause, “you need a drink I can tell, your throat is dry Huh. Odd how we get dry throats when fucking.” He passed me his bottle of coke and still handcuffed I managed to manipulate it to my lips.

Then I heard him phoning on the mobile. “That you Bob? If you wanna come around to the cinema car park I have a special surprise waiting for you, mate”

“You don’t mine, Pete do you. You will like Bob and he loves a good ass.” Now I knew what I was in for and Bob didn’t beat around the bush. No sooner had he seen me, been introduced and he was up me, plunging deep inside me, fucking, fucking and fucking me until I felt I had no ass, or hole left come to that.

Bob said afterwards to Dave what a great fuck I was and how he loved my ass. “We shall have to make it again soon, a threesome at my place?”

Well why not, lets go for it…Anyone for pocket billiards?