Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. It is not my intention to suggest that the characters nor the actors involved are gay. The characters involved are copyrighted by the BBC and EastEnders. This is a work of fiction and is not intended to be taken literally.
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Studs of Walford
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Ben Mitchell sat alone in The Queen Victoria, staring aimlessly into the empty pint glass he'd been holding for the past ten minutes. Ben recently came out to his father – and indeed the whole of Walford – and he was certainly indulging in the pleasures that Albert Square had to offer. Ben eyed Lee Carter's shapely backside overtly as Lee worked behind the bar. It wasn't as though he had anything to hide anymore, so Ben was indifferent to the prospect of the Carter man catching him.
Lee, meanwhile, was more than aware that Ben was ogling him from the other side of the bar. He didn't mind, however, especially as he'd always hidden his lack of confidence behind his "cheeky chappy" bravado. In fact, Lee was almost flattered that someone was paying him attention. Whitney and Lee were having a hard time of it and, despite putting on a front, their relationship was as good as dead in the water.
"Want me to stick on in there, mate?" Lee smiled, acknowledging Ben's empty pint glass.
It took Ben a few moments to respond, the slightest hint of innuendo from Lee causing his cock to harden in his jeans. Ben nodded silently, watching Lee's backside intently as the Carter man fixed him another drink.
Lee took his time pouring the pint, keen to ensure that Ben got the best view possible. Mick and Linda had always prided themselves on good customer service after all. Had his sex life with Whitney been anything other than non-existent, Lee probably would have thought twice about continuing his flirtation with Ben. He and Ben had engaged in fisticuffs a few years ago over a disagreement about Johnny and it was common knowledge that Ben was a prick. Yet all Lee could think about in this moment was teasing Ben's prick.
As Lee handed Ben his drink, the Mitchell lad was also thinking back to the fight they'd had a few years prior. He had fonder memories of their bust-up, however, as he'd always considered his injuries worth it as he cast his mind back to the memory of Lee's weight on top of him. In that moment, their bulges had been forced close together and Ben was certain at the time he'd felt Lee's erection straining in his jeans.
Back in reality, Ben quickly became aware that his own cock was now rock hard and resting against his thigh. Ben shifted on the barstool awkwardly in an attempt to cover it, fumbling in his pocket as he went to hand Lee the cost of his pint.
"On the house." Lee interrupted. "Let's just say that a secret admirer's paid for it already."
Ben raised an eyebrow. Was Lee seriously flirting with him? Had he misread the situation entirely? Either way, Ben knew that his straining erection wasn't going down anytime soon.
Lee was called away to serve another customer and Ben almost let out a sigh of disappointment. Nevertheless, he kept his eyes fixed firmly on Lee and swore that he caught Lee looking at him as well on a few occasions. Ben didn't even feel time passing as he kept his eyes locked on the Carter man.
"Taking my break now, Trace." Lee smiled, glancing in Ben's direction as he did so.
Ben knew that this was his chance and, given the fact he'd definitely just seen Lee look at him, he was certain that Lee was keen to entertain this flirtation of theirs further. Ben's eyes followed Lee to the bathroom and, when Ben was certain he wouldn't be seen, he followed Lee into the toilet...
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Lee whipped out his semi-hard cock as he stood at the urinal. He wasn't even sure if Ben had picked up on his hints and, even if he had, he knew that Ben could destroy his life within a few seconds. It was a risk to even be associated with Ben Mitchell, nevermind contemplating fucking him.
Lee allowed a stream of piss to flow from his penis as he waited at the urinal. He waited. And he waited some more. Yet no one came. Lee shook the last few drops of piss from his cock and contemplated putting it back into his jeans, however, he was relieved to hear the bathroom door open. He looked over his shoulder and, as he'd expected, Ben Mitchell stood behind him.
"Got my hints then". Lee teased.
"I wasn't sure what you were after." Ben admitted, suddenly shy as he avoided making direct gaze with the Carter man.
Lee faced away from Ben for a few more seconds, stroking his cock as he did so. Then, just as Ben was about to turn around and leave the toilet, Lee turned.
Ben was stunned to see Lee's eight inch cock standing to attention in front of him. It was even better than he'd imagined and he was now certain that it'd been solid when they'd fought two years ago.
"Not gonna suck itself, Benny boy." Lee grinned, not missing a beat as he continued to play with his prick.
Ben stumbled towards Lee awkwardly, suddenly casting his mind to Paul and the betrayal that he was about to commit. Ben was normally the dominant one when it came to sex, yet the fact that Lee Carter had just demanded he suck his cock was too good an opportunity to pass up.
Ben fell to his knees in front of Lee, taking the Carter cock in his hand. He studied it for a few seconds as he adjusted his grip. Ben made eye contact with Lee for the first time, immediately finding himself lost in Lee's gaze as he almost forgot about the task at hand. Lee feigned a cough, bringing Ben back in the room as he turned his attentions back to Lee's cock.
"What... what if someone comes in?" Ben questioned, continuing to stroke Lee's cock as he did so.
"We hope that they're horny and that they fancy joining in." Lee teased, his words acting as a reassurance to Ben who couldn't hold off sucking Lee's cock any longer.
Ben opened his mouth expertly as he began to take Lee's meat down his throat. The first five inches or so were easy and Ben made sure to pay special attention to Lee's foreskin as he teased it with his tongue.
"Fuck..." Lee moaned as Ben enveloped his member with his warm mouth. It was only now that Lee remembered just how long he'd gone without a blowjob and, surprisingly, Ben Mitchell was already giving him some of the best head he'd ever received.
Ben continued to make his way up and down Lee's shaft, wanking Lee's cock with his hand as he did so. Ben felt some saliva land on his chin, yet his pace remained unchanged as he continued to suck on the Carter man's cock.
Lee placed a hand on the back of Ben's head, guiding the Mitchell man down his shaft. Lee pulled his own t-shirt over his head so he was left standing shirtless. Lee's body was well defined, yet some puppy fat remained. Ben was impressed regardless as he continued to work Lee's cock with his mouth and one hand, using his spare hand to unbutton his dark blue designer shirt.
Lee pulled Ben to his feet, a string of saliva falling onto Ben's chin as he was separated from Lee's cock. Lee encouraged Ben out of his shirt, allowing the men to stand shirtless in front of each other. Lee pulled Ben towards him, placing his hands on Ben's firm arse through his jeans.
Ben moaned into Lee's neck as the Carter man continued to grip his arse and, to Ben's surprise, Lee pulled Ben in for a kiss. Their tongues collided passionately as Ben followed Lee's lead, putting his hands on Lee's arse as their kiss continued.
Soon, the pair were colliding with all surfaces as their passion took them to all corners of the room. Lee pushed Ben against the wall, only now tasting his own cock on Ben's mouth. Lee's cock pulsed at the taste and precum dribbled onto Ben's jeans.
Lee slipped his hands beneath the waistband of Ben's jeans as he gripped Ben's arse through his boxers. Ben broke away from the kiss as he nuzzled Lee's neck, stifling a moan as Lee's hands explored his arse.
"Think it's about time I got a proper look at that thing, don't you?" Lee grinned, prompting Ben to pull away from the Carter man as he struggled out of his jeans. Lee stepped back a little, removing his own trousers so that the pair were now stood naked in front of each other.
Ben leant in for another kiss, however, Lee this time kept him at arms length. Instead, he turned Ben's body so that he was staring directly at Ben's arse. It was a thing of beauty, round and lightly coated in a dusting of light brown hair.
"Like what you see?" Ben winked, quickly coming to terms with the fact that it was likely he would soon be riding his first cock.
Lee didn't answer Ben, instead he brought his hand down hard as he spanked the Mitchell lad's arse. Ben moaned in delight, staggering slightly as he leant against the sink. Ben positioned himself almost horizontally, exposing his arse in all of its glory for Lee.
"Fucking smack my arse mate." Ben moaned, taking great pleasure as Lee's hand came down hard on his arse once more. Ben couldn't see it, yet he correctly assumed that the red imprint of Lee's hand would act as a souvenir for their sex session.
Ben was almost disappointed when the spanking stopped. His cheeks continued to sting and, just as he was about speak up and plead with Lee to continue with his complete domination, he became aware of the sensation of Lee's tongue against his lightly-haired arsehole.
Ben's breath steamed up the mirror as Lee's expert tongue worked its magic on his arsehole. Lee was kneeling behind Ben, using one hand to pull apart Ben's arsecheeks and the other to wank his own cock.
Lee removed his tongue from Ben's hole temporarily, leaning back slightly before spitting straight into Ben's cunt. Lee eyed his own saliva dribbling down Ben's taint momentarily before he raised his ring finger and traced it along Ben's hole.
"Think it's about time we stretched this shitter Mitchell!" Lee grinned, his beautifully dark eyes making direct contact with Ben's as the Mitchell lad turned his head in a slight panic. Arse play had never been something Ben had indulged in, yet here he was about to get a fingering from Lee Carter of all people.
Lee placed his ring finger in his mouth, sucking on it momentarily in order to ensure it got a coating of warm saliva. Lee placed the finger against Ben's hole and, seeing the Mitchell man's cunt pucker in anticipation, slowly began to tease it in.
The first inch or so of Lee's finger fit in Ben's hungry hole like a glove. Ben stifled a moan as he felt his knees go weak. If there was anything that being a Mitchell had taught Ben it was to never show any sign of weakness.
"I'm gonna get this in all the way.. yeah Ben?!" Lee promised as he motioned his finger further into Ben's hole.
"It feels fucking amazing.." Ben groaned, the intense pleasure of his shitter being fingered almost too much for him to bare. Ben's cock pulse a little as he felt a cold piece of metal pressed against the entrance of his arse.
Lee's engagement ring was right against Ben's tight hole and it was only now that the Carter man gave his fiancé Whitney any thought. Lee quickly cast his mind away from Whitney and turned his attentions back to Ben's cunt. He lined another finger up with Mitchell's arsehole and – with none of the warning that he gave for the first finger – shoved it quickly inside.
Ben bucked forward as a load of precum shot from his solidified member into the sink. "Fuck me!" Ben exclaimed, the probing that Lee was giving him continuing to send shivers through his body.
"That's exactly what I intend to do, mate." Lee grinned, knowing full well that he'd taken Ben's cry of pleasure as an invitation to give the Mitchell man a thorough pounding.
"If it feels this good then... I'm all for it." Ben smiled, kissing his teeth as he contemplated whether being fucked would feel as good as Paul had told him it did.
Lee removed his fingers from Ben's arsehole, making sure to rotate them as he slowly pulled them from the vice like grip of Ben's cunt. Fingers removed, Lee smiled as he saw his handiwork as Ben's hole gaped slightly: providing a perfect opening for a large cock.
Lee smacked Ben's arse once more, the sudden and sharp pain of feeling Lee's hand on his already reddened cheeks making Ben moan in both pain and pleasure. He turned to look at Lee, who had risen to his feet and had walked over to one of the toilet cubicles.
"Follow me Mitchell." Lee ordered, prompting Ben to take himself from the sink and into the toilet cubicle. Lee was now sat on the toilet, legs spread and his hard cock pointing to the ceiling.
Ben used the sides of the cubicle for support as he hoisted himself so he was on top of Lee, the Carter man's mushroom head now resting against Ben's arsehole.
"You sure you're ready for this?" Lee asked as he bucked his hips slightly, the girth and length of his cock now straining against Ben's pucker. Ben nodded.
Within a matter of moments, Lee's cockhead had entered Ben's cunt. Ben winced in pain, burying his head in his shoulder as he attempted to adjust to the sensation of Lee's cock in his shitter.
"Uh... uhh..." Ben moaned, his words muffled as his head remained buried in his shoulder.
"You're fucking tight Mitchell." Lee said, now aware of the thin layer of sweat that was covering his body as he tried to establish a rhythm as he thrusted in and out of Ben's arse.
Lee's cock was now enveloped inside the Mitchell man, inch after inch of Carter meat entered Ben's hole and both men were surprised at just how well their bodies fitted together.
Ben's seven inch cock was harder than ever as Lee continued to push himself further and further into his hole. Ben's head tilted back in pleasure as Lee began to up the speed, Ben's arsehole showing now objection as Lee's cock thrust into it.
Ben's cock shot precum once more, this time landing on Lee's defined tits. Lee was almost brought to orgasm as Ben's hole tightened around his cock, the sensation only encouraging Lee in his pounding of Mitchell's hole.
"Fuck... ahhh.. yeah.. fuck." Ben moaned as Lee pounded his cunt with all of the power of a jackhammer. The sound of Lee's balls smacking against Ben's arse was now unmistakable.
"This what you wanted to do to our Johnny?! You wanted to pound his shitter? This what you do to Paul, is it?" Lee grunted, placing his hands on Ben's arse for support as he drilled into him.
Ben couldn't even respond with words, his eyes rolled back into his head as he received the pounding of his life from Lee Carter. Each perfectly deep thrust of Lee's cock against his prostate made Ben question why he'd never bottomed before.
"Fuck... yeah.. fuck me Jay.." Ben moaned, his cheeks immediately going crimson as he realised he's spoken Jay's name out loud. Ben had hoped from Lee's lack of reaction that he'd failed to hear and that his secret pining for his "bruv" Jay would remain that way. Lee, however, had heard Ben crystal clear.
Lee remained quiet and, for a few moments, the only sounds that filled the bathroom was the sound of Lee's balls smacking against Ben's arse and the occasional "uh", "fuck" and "ah" from both the Carter and Mitchell lads.
Ben wanked his cock furiously and soon felt the familiar sensation of the need to cum rush through his body. Lee obliviously continued to pound Ben's hole as the Mitchell man's orgasm grew ever closer.
"Gonna cum." Ben moaned as he continued to play with his cock, encouraging Lee to pound his cunt even harder as his orgasm finally hit. Six loads of thick, creamy cum shot out from Ben's cock and covered Lee's chest.
As Ben orgasmed, his vice like arsehole tightened around Lee's cock. The sheer sensation of Ben's cunt clenching with every spurt of cum brought Lee close to orgasm, however, Lee had other ideas than making Ben his own personal cumbucket.
Lee slowed in his pounding of Ben's hole, encouraging Ben and his now semi-flaccid cock to kneel on the floor. Ben almost immediately missed the feeling of Lee Carter's meat deep inside of him, however, he kneeled eagerly as Lee positioned himself over Ben, wanking his cock as he did so. Ben opened his mouth eagerly.
"Uh, fuck you Mitchell, uh, uh..." Lee groaned as his orgasm arrived, his warm cum covering Ben's face and glasses. Ben had never received a facial before, however, he had a feeling he'd be receiving plenty more from now on.
The pair smiled at each momentarily as they cleaned themselves up. Ben grinned as he savoured the taste of Lee's salty cum on his tongue.
"Thanks for that mate." Lee smiled, smacking Ben's arse again lightly as he opened the cubicle door and headed out in the main bathroom.
Ben was almost sad to see Lee walk away, however, nothing could prepare him for what happened next. Lee stuck his head back round the cubicle door, a look of panic covering his face.
"Mitchell... you better get out here." Lee said, his words immediately making tying Ben's stomach in knots. Ben joined his fuckbuddy Lee in the bathroom and it immediately became clear what the source of Lee's concern was.
"Where the FUCK are our clothes?" Lee asked.
Ben and Lee shared a worried look, well aware that someone had walked in on their sex session and had taken their belongings....
To be continued!