My Fair Lad - Part 17
Chas is in Ramsgate plotting his future. Mark a distant nightmare.
He's setting up home with Gav, trying to forge a new life for himself and the lad he loves.
Chas like houses, lots of them, but paying for them is the problem.
Please continue to support Nifty who publish and maintain this unique archive. Make a donation at https://donate.nifty.org/
If you like this story please rate it. Comments welcomed at
Scribblerlad@hotmail.com
Full House
There's a delay in the chain, something about access for the garden on Spencer Square, it needs sorting. Ben is on to it, searching for title.
David puts the lads out on jobs around town, Gav's not needed as slomo's the sparky on the jobs.
`I fucking love Saturdays with you',
says Gav as he pulls out of my arse, kissing my shoulders, I turn over and he kisses down to my nips and down to my abs and suckles me off, gulping down my load as he swallows as I spurt. We lay sated.
`I've found a massage course, Gav, YMCA run it, next week in London or next month in Brighton. It's only 4 days, Dave says its a bit of slow time right now, in between houses, why don't you try it too, it might be fun massaging each other?',
`Yeah but a course, look Chas I'm not that bright, not like fucking brain box here',
he says prodding me,
`Er who's the guy who passed his part 18's?',
`Oh yeah, could be fun, if we remember to keep up the practice',
He walks behind me and hugs then grips my package,
`Yeah let's do it! 3 nights away with you in a naughty hotel',
he says kissing my neck, making me tingle all over.
I book the level 4 intensive course, 4 days in London, it's residential, Friday till Monday. We book Thursday night so we can start fresh on Friday morning and not be up at the crack to get up town and find the place.
On the Tursday Gav got back from work and we got the train to London.
We didn't know what to expect. We we're welcomed by two fit lads, bright eyes, beards, probably 22. They explained that this is the YMCA and had we heard of it, Gav hums the tune, starting the hand moves,
`The very same', twinkles one of the guys.
`The pool is in the basement floor minus two, the gym is on minus one, the reception and refectory is on Zero, that's here and dorms upstairs are on one and two. The coaching suite is on three',
We nod, the other guy pipes up, a double act, looking at them I think it's permanent.
`This is strictly an all male environment, don't bring in unpermitted items that's; girls, drugs, alcohol or weapons. We do have a small selection of alcohol available in the refectory for responsible socialising. The pool and gym opens at 5:00am, and is Y rules till 7:00am after that its wear a swimsuit. The refectory opens from 7:00am. Looking at you two, that gives you 90 mins of cardio, time for a shower and to refuel and then you can chill until your course registration from 8:30',
`We've put you with the athletics guys, help get you used to the muscle groups',
and he winked at me, had he sussed us out already?,
We got our beds allocated and got to the dorm. The YMCA men's wing was very basic, hornily basic, the 4 dorms were arranged on either side of a narrow central corridor and in the centre the corridor widened and there a couple of vending machines, toilets and a communal showers on either side for the 4 dorms to use.
Guys were squeezing past us in towels wrapped around them or just held over their package giving us a show of bums and backs. I was chubby at the thought, Gav gave me a leer and a grin.
We put our bags in the dorm, it was full of fit lads sat on the squeaky bunks, chatting, most wearing pants or towels after their showers but a few parading about naked. I saw lots of flashes of arses and cocks as they climbed up to top bunks.
They all had the same sports bags, `Barnsley Athletics and Running Association and BARA emblazon their polos. The guys were japing and laughing as lads do.
Gav says, I feel very overdressed, whats that saying er when in Rome?',
I nodded as Gav shucked off his shoes and dropped his trackies, flashing his assets, then he pulled his trackie top off over his head and picked up the small towel and bar of soap, he turned to face me, giving the lads a rear view shot now. I stripped and we paraded out of the dorm and into the steamy shower room.
`What team are you from?',
The chunky lad said on the spigot next to me, he was stood, arms up on his hair sort of washing it, leant back a little, his pits dark and bushy, his pecs stretched up and his abs like a checkerboard of cubes and shapes rising up in a broad V from a shock of black hair with a substantial pipe poking out, water running off his anteater cock snout like he's was pissing.
`Oh me and Gav, we're here for the sports massage course',
`Fuck that sounds like heaven, I could do with one of them right now', and he presses his hands on a shoulder and rotates it,
`We are here for the heats for Commonwealth Games squad selection places, we're all from Yorkshire, you sound like you're from around here?.
`Yeah Rammo', Gav said,
`Do you fancy giving me a once over, my shoulders needs a good massage',
Without time to answer,
Hey lads' he shouts Sports Massages from these two, back in the dorm',
`But we're just learning',
`Don't worry, you can't hurt us, you look pretty fit yourselves. We'd welcome a new pair of hands attacking us for a change, we got our own oil, mostly baby oil, we can have a massage and a bit of fun with a good shower session afterwards get rid of the oils and er tension.
The guys start to dry and walk back to the dorm, some not bothered to cover up, shy ones holding towels over their dicks.
Lots of chatter as one of the guys drapes a towel over Gav's bed and another over mine,
The lads get up from their bunks in pairs, I'm having to kneel though, the beds are low but I get the hang of it quickly, after Josh's sessions and feeling his hands on me.
Gav's picked up the moves from me doing him and he's watching and copying me.
Turn please' I say to one of the shyer ones, he must only be 5'2", 26" waist and I'd say 38" chest, but he's rippling with muscles, I do his back, he's moaning, his spotty face pressed to one side, fuuucckk' he moans,
`You cum again Barry?'
His mate shouts who's on Gavs bed.
`No, not yet, but close and willing',
`No happy endings here' I say and Gav snorts laughing, as I dig in and he winces,
he turns to lay on his back and fuck, his cock is not in proportion to his height and not just chubby but fucking hard as a rod,
He sees my reaction, `sorry mate, it's got a life of its fucking own! He enjoys himself more than me',
I stretch and pummel him, I cant help but touch his cock doing his inner thighs, he looks up, crunching his abs, fuck I'm chubbing up too now.
He gets up and stretches `oh yeah, thanks, much looser now', his dick still blazing hard. He goes off to the shower, Barry's arms around his shoulders.
We get through them all, 30 of them, only half a dozen or so erections, no one even bothered or raised an eyebrow.
We walk into the showers, we're last of course and the guys clap us on the backs as we wander through the 30 guys and 10 spigots, rubbing on arses, grazing against cocks, I've never seen so many fit bodies. The infectious boners ripple through and I'm hard and so is Gav, who's getting a lot of attention.
The small lad bobs his head under my crotch and I'm lifted up, high, on his shoulders, my balls crushed on his nape. Gav gets the same treatment,
`Fuck you're beefy couple of lads' someone says,
`now boys let's show our appreciation, soap fight!'
he shouts and the showers go wild, everyone rubbing soap and gel over each other, everywhere and everyone, guys going for their favourites, swapping with each other, slipping through the mass of bodies.
I heard Gav shout a `gerroff', then he didn't bother anymore as multiple hands rubbed over us both. They pushed us in the centre and shielded in a tight circle the lads beat off, releasing the tension and squirted all over us. The smell was amazing, 30 loads covering us, our faces, hair, bodies and mostly on our dicks.
`We thought you'd enjoy that, now let me do you and my mate can do you, Gav is it?',
`Hand or mouth?' the athletic one said,
`need you ask'
I said as he knelt down to worship Gavs 8X2.
The tiny lad pumped me with his hand, fuck he was good at it, then swallowed my head judging when I was close and sucked my cum out of my shrinking balls.
They left us and we showered off their spunk. The dorm was quiet and dark as we fell asleep amongst 30 lads, all creaking mattresses, farts and giggles.
The course went well, the lads let us practice on them, each evening, we got to know a few of them, they ate like fucking horses, so many calories to burn off.
On the last day we suspended the no happy endings rule as we massaged them, getting them hotter, teasing them until they were begging for release. I saw 15 cum faces and mopped up lots of spunk, sucking them down.
`You dirty get' said Gav at first then, he too decided that it was quicker and cleaner just to swallow their loads.
Spencer Square legal completed and the cash left my account.
I'm with Gav and George and Dave, in the property we're looking through stuff, to see if theres anything worth separating from the house clearance guys.
Oi, Chas' calls out Dave how about we come to yours on a Friday after the week, finish early as we need to, get some use out of that whirlpool of yours, sink a few beers, have a chat about work if we have to?',
Gav says `yeah, you could start the whirlpool going on your app so it's all ready for us',
`Fuck yeah says George and you could play a porno on that mirror telly',
`Not sure the lads would want to watch that George, they're not all pervy like you',
George slunk off, he was looking in a wardrobe, he comes down in a tweed jacket, he's parading around in it and feels the inside pocket and pulls out an envelope,
`Ooh look a load of foreign money',
he says, it was a pile of old tewnty pound notes,
`thanks George, I'll keep that',
I didn't count it but just pocketed it, its all mine and Gavs anyway. We don't find anything else and I book these guys to visit and give a price for clearing.
Gavs cleared the path the garage with a scythe he found in the lean to, and I show George the car, covered in dust and rust. He sits in it playing with the steering wheel. I looked on line and it's a Morris Minor from 1950's. I took photos and emailed them to a car auction site.
A guy is coming to look at it, driving up from Brighton with a low loader. He gives us 4 grand, that's a bathroom I think, nice work'.
The house clearance guys find the dinner service, `usually you find the knives and forks as well, or the fish knives, no one uses those',
They offer a £800 for everything, I push them to a grand. They bring a removal lorry to take it all away. We just need the property to complete now on Friday once they've registered the title to strip of land at bottom of garden to the property.
I walk back leaving Gav and George rummaging, I get some good trades in, Zincs going nuts again so I offload some physical and futures.
`Nice work'
texts Gerry, he's having a mare of a month, he's down another £100k, that's £300k, I don't know what he's doing, just a run of bad luck I expect but it's making me more daring to recoup some of his losses. I tell him to hedge his bets.
Dave measures up Spencer Square in the morning adjusting final plans and calls Building Control to come onsite. Now it's clear of junk you can see more potential, it looks a lot bigger.
Dave comes to the flat early carrying a box of clothing,
How you don't mind me being early, but I wanted to hand out out new look. It's new work gear, here theres a set for you, Ill let the lads try it on , swap any sizes. Can I use the bedroom?',
He's laying them out in piles in the bedroom. They've got initials on like footballers training gear, it looks like sports gear but it's a tough anti rip woven material, double seams. Theres two sets, summer and winter plus extra thermals for outside work.
The lads gathered, Spanno and Stevie brought a fridge pack of Stella. The bath was bubbling away.
Slomo and Gav rocked up, they had a brought Stella as well.
Dave says ok `This guy rang me up and offered me a deal, he says he saw the photos in the paper of your team working on the Georgian terrace, the looked as right lot. You need a better image, some branding', anyway I got a good deal. Here's a set for each of you. Thermals, trackies, shorts, shirts thermal shirt, even George gets a set',
George is eager and strips off, Stevie follows, soo the lads are all naked and looking at the kit,
`Shower first then the whirlpool and a few beers then a try on' dictates Dave.
George wants a porno, he gets dunked and grips the lads dicks, surfacing, laughing.
`Hey I'm 18 next week, I'm sure I can watch a porno, fuck with my body and this weapon I could star in one',
The six month review was up, we didn't overdress this time, all Gerry's losses have clipped his wings, he's booked two adjoining rooms in Tower Suites Hotel and a table at Coté in St Katharines Dock.
Gav says he saw Mark leaving Gerry's club on old friars, I said he must be mistaken.
Gav and I went in and the porter took us to Gerry, who was with Colin. Gerry had a beautiful cashmere jumper, so soft, Colin was in double denim. Shame it wasn't a kilt.
Right boys, says Col Gav and I are going er swimming, see you at 6, whens the table booked for 7:30, plenty of time to relax before we eat',
Gav is mesmerised and just leaves following the brute.
We look at the figures, they're terrifyingly bad, I've made £600k, Gerry's lost £200k, leaving £200k each. Gerry says he'll put £100k from his personal reserves as he realises he should have hedged his big losses. I accept, so that's £250k each, but still I'm down £150k.
We agree to do better next period and not to let it spoil our friendship.
`Ups and downs, dear boy, ups and downs',
Gerry orders a tray and we scoff the scones, I put the cream on first and then the jam to wind him up.
He tells me he's getting into sailing, Cols always wanted to sail and a berth came up in Salcombe Marina and he's bought a yacht.
`Another million I want see again, but Col loves it, I love the forward stateroom', he says, blushing.
I tell him about my massage course, I think he's popped a woody in his mustard Farah slacks.
Alan has gone through the trades in detail, he sees it's MG Metals who he's sold to each time he's bought at the peak and off loaded for much lower to us later.
We join Gav and Col in his club. It's boys only again and we swim in the nude, I'm getting used to this after the Y early morning sessions with the fit athletes from Barnsley, fuck you needed subtitles to understand what they were saying but they were easy on the eyes, and not shy, more cock than a farmyard.
Col gets the whistle twice then calms down, only to go berserk picking us up and throwing us in the water like children, loads of guys wanted a go, queuing to be thrown.
Col just laughed and swished through the water to the steps his cock swaying. We showered and went to the hotel. There was no staff on reception, just phone codes to check in and open the doors.
We had a nice view of Tower bridge, a large bathroom between the two bedrooms which adjoined via a broad hallway the width of both rooms where you could look into both bedrooms on your way to or from the double bathroom.
I put the kettle on. Col stripped and pulled the sheets down, my turn with the boy Gerry whilst Gav gets Col the brute.
The kettle boiled and switched off with a click just as Gerry pierced me, fuck he's an animal, all over me, no holes barred from his cat like tongue, his small hands pulling, tugging, opening me up as he pulled out then tried my mouth or sucked a nipple. I was his big toy.
I heard Gav fucking Col hard, his moan and Cols rising in a crescendo then just Gavs humping noises, his squishes and ball slaps, a final roar from Col before they snoozed.
I skewered Gerry, he was so fucking tight, his smooth skin felt gorgeous on my shaft, he tightened and pulsed for me as he rode my cock, he's got all the moves. He pulls off and he handles me delicately, his small hands make my dick look so big, i'm pleading as he tickles my rim with his elfin sharp tongue, he is squealing with delight as I spurt and he suckles my dick swallowing every last drop.
I wake at about seven, alone. I shower and tap Gav on his shoulder, Col is big spoon, snoring, his caber well and truly tossed. Gav grins and pulls away, holding his arse to keep the fluid in and runs to the side by side toilet pans, he dumps, I giggle and Col marches in, his cock swinging, wet, rubbery. Gav stands and we shower, the door goes and it's Gerry, he's been out.
Alan texts, `Gerry's just lost £89k, to MGM metals',
I say nothing and we walk to The Dickens Inn for a few drinks and then to Cote. Gav's very cuddly with me, it's nice, maybe it's guilt from fucking Col raw earlier?
I try and quiz Gerry as to where he went. `Oh just for a walk, it was too hot, you're just too hot!' He said squeezing my dick.
We eat it's still only 8:00pm.
`Come on Gav, let's get you home, Gerry thanks as always, Col take care of him out on the rough seas ahead',
We shook and we left climbing into an uber to St P's for the 8:40 to Rammo.
`What's up Chas?' Says Gav, I showed him the text.
`He's screwing me, I gotta either screw him or take it. He cost me £350k in 3 months, instead of matching my £600k he brought in £250k.
We got back I didn't sleep.
Dave called with the plans and budget for Spencer Square,
I asked him to use less expensive paving and windows, to trim it back. I'm getting in too deep.
I call Winston, Hiya moneybags' he says, fuck if I was worth what you are at 18 I'd be dead by now!',
`I'm nearly 19, so how much do I owe HMRC?',
`Too early, the thing with buying property is that if you live in it as your primary residence you don't pay tax when you sell and move on. So my advice Guv is to move into Spencer Square, leave the flat unoccupied or let it out, or get a couple of mates to look after it, for you know, a er consideration',
He coughed,
`What for a shag!',
`I didn't say that',
`Your a fucking genius'
I said, thinking of Stevie and George's dicks swelling, rising up for me,
`There's another way too, put a fucking ring on his finger, or anywhere you can think of, but probably not in a church', he cackled.
`Thats not a bad idea. Let me know the final bill will you, and oh Winston can you help with this one?',
`Fire away', he says,
I tell him about the losses to MG Metals, he says he's an idea whats going on but needs some more data to prove it and that's expensive to gather, he needs a forensic accountant with good connections with some unscrupulous dealers to get the info `cos if they're treading on their patch they'll be angry, very angry.',
I ask him to find out if he can.
I tell Gav about moving out and getting someone to move in,
`yeah I'm up for that, who'd you get in here, Ted?',
`Fuck off, no, I was thinking of Stevie and George, there's two bedrooms, imagine those two on tap for us',
`Or each other, George would show Stevie a good time, he'd need to buy sudocrem in litre tubs, weekly',
says Gav, we laugh and kiss, he rolls over for me,
I'll call Dave tomorrow first thing to up the specs and do a play bathroom' if there's space',
`Hey how about a spa lodge in the yard, fuck the parking space, the shag wagon can be parked on the street. Imagine a jacuzzi and sauna and showers, open air in summer, doors closed in winter, then you can leave Dave to get on with it and Stevie can build one from a kit',
`A pool would be better',
`Fucking dream on Chas',
`I do my love, all the time',
Gav's arse rises, I pull the duvet down and connect, easily, oh so eadily, his chute tingling my rim on every push.
I wrap my arms around his body, all my weight on him, in him as I rock up him, my cock ripples with electricity as he pulses my rim tight in him, my crown, skin pulled back, stretched, sensitive, so sensitive as I scrape forward and rock back, groaning on his shoulder, my spit running down his back, as I moan out my load, far too soon, I'm no marathon man tonight. I roll off, he cuddles me, big spoon.
TBC