Odd Job Ollie
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 5: With Ewan

The message I sent to Ewan was short and to the point. ‘Can we meet, but I don’t want to talk.’ Ewan responded a few minutes later, and we arranged to meet at his place on Sunday afternoon.

Ewan lived alone in a simple one-bedroomed apartment in the centre of Cockaigne. I was nervous and felt queasy when I knocked on his door. The first time I’d been fucked, it sort of just happened, but now I had arranged to come over for the specific reason of being fucked. I’d dressed in my work clothes on the pretence that I was going out for a job. I couldn’t tell my family that I was going out to get fucked up the arse.

The wait while Ewan answered the door was interminable. But all nerves evaporated when I saw him check me out and lick his lips.

“You look delicious.” Ewan pulled me into his flat.

Ewan dressed like he was going out for a run. He wore a pale blue sleeveless vest and dark blue running shorts. Light curls of hair protruded above the neck of his vest, and brown hair poked from his armpits. I felt my cock thicken. He looked so sexy, shorter than me, with brown hair and a round face, he carried a few extra pounds than necessary, but he wasn’t fat, it just made his torso less defined. I didn’t care.

We sat down in his living room after I’d removed my tool belt.

“I know you don’t want to talk, but I’d like to hear more about that time a man fucked you,” Ewan asked.

I explained what happened, how I was a totally passive participant. I did nothing, Mr Kiely took total control over my body. He had restrained me on a sex swing, and I allowed him to fuck me. I could have stopped it, but I didn’t.

Ewan stood up and beckoned me to my feet, “I want you to be a little more active than your first time.”

We stood chest to chest. My nerves returned. This was it. This was the beginning.

“Take my clothes off.” Ewan looked into my eyes. He could detect my nerves.

I gripped the hem of his vest and pulled it up. As I reached his chest, he lifted his arms, and I pulled it off his head. He had a hairy chest, a diamond of hair between his nipples and a few wisps of hair around his nipples. I looked lower and saw the halo of hair around his navel and the dark trail leading below the elastic waistband of his shorts.

“Feel my chest, my nipples. Touch me.” Ewan said softly.

I placed the palm of my hand on his chest, and his hair tickled me. He felt soft, not hard like my chest. I rubbed his chest and touched his nipple. It hardened when I tweaked it. Ewan giggled. I looked at him, wondering what was funny.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked.

I nodded my head and immediately felt his lips against mine. I expected to feel his tongue, but didn’t. He broke the kiss.

“You’ve not finished taking my clothes off.”

I took a step back and looked at his shorts. They were very short, the sides split almost to the waistband. Ewan wore the shorts to tease me, showing his upper thigh. I dropped to my knees and looked at his crotch. It wasn’t giving anything away. I gripped the waistband of his shorts and slowly pulled them down.

His treasure trail widened and thickened as his pubes came into view. He didn’t trim; that was obvious. His pubes were thick and long. I pulled lower and saw the base of his cock. Why was I teasing myself like this? It’s not like I haven’t seen another man’s cock before. I pushed his shorts to his bare feet, and he stepped out of them. I now faced his cock. It only looked to be a few short inches, but his pubes must have concealed at least another inch. I was surprised to see him soft.

“You can touch it. Feel it.” Ewan said.

I reached up and felt the weight of his balls in my hand. They were as hairy as the rest of him. I then touched his cock. I pulled back the foreskin and could feel it thicken in my hand.

“Now it’s my turn.” I was just getting used to touching another man’s cock.

I stood up and let him pull my T-shirt off. He was not so tentative when he touched my chest and nipples. I was naturally smooth, and he felt my hard body, unfettered by hair.

I gulped when he unbuttoned my trousers. He unzipped my fly and let them fall to my ankles.

“Conor wasn’t kidding,” Ewan said when he released my hard eleven inches.

“Conor’s a dick,” I said.

“Maybe, but that’s a dick.” He gripped my cock and rubbed it. “I’ve never been with someone so large before. But you’re not here to fuck, are you? You’re here to be fucked.”

I nodded and followed Ewan into the bedroom.

What happened next was different to my first time. Ewan lay me on the bed and kissed me, a deep kiss this time, our tongues rubbing against each other. He stroked my cock as we kissed. I felt his cock against my hip. He was now hard, and I wanted to see it. But our lips were still locked, and he kept wanking me.

I groaned into Ewan’s mouth. My cock was becoming sensitive. I was about to cum, but I didn’t want to cum yet. I tried to tell Ewan, but he kept stroking me. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and I came over my belly and his hand.

He broke the kiss and saw the disappointment on my face.

“Don’t worry, Ollie. That was just to calm you down.” Ewan rubbed my cum into my belly. He stroked my softening cock and then moved down the bed and licked it.

Ewan cleaned my cock of cum and took a few inches into his mouth. I stayed half hard, but when I felt his lips on my shaft, I grew hard again. Ewan sucked it, taking as much in his mouth as he could. The most he managed was four inches.

“That is a mouthful.” Ewan pulled off my hard cock. “Certainly a jaw breaker. In case you were wondering, I don’t deep throat. It’s not for me. I don’t enjoy it.”

Ewan kept hold of my cock, gently stroking it, pulling my foreskin up and down. Occasionally, he would flick his tongue against my frenulum, and my cock would lurch.

“Do you feel like trying to suck me?” Ewan lifted himself and sat on me. His hard cock was lying on my stomach, and his arse was squashing my cock.

It was the first time I’d seen his hard cock. It looked about average, six inches, but it looked thick. Thicker than Mr Kiely’s cock. I felt my arsehole twitch. I know where I wanted his cock, and it wasn’t my mouth.

“Eager for the main attraction, I see. But if you are going to continue to explore this side of yourself, you need to do more than lie on your back.”

That’s what all my girlfriends did. They just lay there and made me do the work, they rarely sucked me, and just let me fuck them. The missionary position was their most adventurous position.

“Okay,” I said and looked at his cock. I reached down and took hold of it.

Ewan shuffled and brought his cock closer to my lips. I pulled down his foreskin and looked his cock in the eye. It was moist. I leaned my head forward and placed my lips over his cock. I sucked his knob; it didn’t taste so bad.

I let his cock fall out of my mouth, “Can we do this with you lying down. It’s hurting my neck.”

Ewan laughed, “You are the most polite sex partner I’ve ever had.” He got off my chest and lay next to me on his wide, king-sized bed. I turned onto my side and kissed him.

I kissed his neck, chest and sucked on a nipple. I moved lower, kissing his belly while I held his hard cock, slowly stroking it. I got a hair stuck in my teeth, and I smiled as I picked it out. I didn’t have this problem with a girl.

When I reached his cock, I didn’t hesitate to take it in my mouth. I felt his knob hit the back of my throat, and I pulled back. I tightened my lips around the shaft and teased his knob with my tongue. It wasn’t difficult, I just did to Ewan what I wanted people to do to me. I grabbed his balls and fondled them, careful not to squeeze too hard. I was getting into it. Sucking his cock, then sucking his balls. I felt his balls retract, and he placed his hands on my head. I thought he was going to hold my head on his cock and force me to swallow his cum, but he pulled me off his cock.

“Fuck, Ollie! Was that your first cock?” I smiled at him and nodded. “You are going to be phenomenal after you’ve had more practice.”

Ewan grabbed me and threw me on my back, he flipped me over and slapped my arse.

“Now for the star attraction.”

I lay still while Ewan spread my cheeks and licked my hole. He was spitting and making me very wet. His tongue probed me, and my ring opened up for him. It remembered the fucking I’d had and was now preparing itself for another one.

His fingers opened me up further, and I writhed beneath him, pushing my arse upwards, trying to get more inside me.

Ewan slapped my arse and got off the bed, “On your hands and knees, Ollie.” He went to a bedside cabinet and grabbed a tube of lube from the drawer.

He disappeared behind me again, and I felt him spread my cheeks and smear some lube on my hole. He then poked his fingers inside again, ensuring I was well lubricated.

He pressed his cock against my hole. He grabbed my hips and pushed.

“Oh, fuck!” I felt the pain as his knob entered. I screwed my eyes up. Ewan waited until my arse stopped pulsating around his cock, trying to expel the invader.

Ewan pushed further inside. The pain had caused my cock to wilt and dangle between my legs. It swung limp and lifeless. Ewan reached around and grabbed it. He waggled it and gave it a few strokes. With my mind focused on my cock, the pain from his cock dissipated, and he slipped the rest of his cock inside me.

“That’s all of it,” Ewan said and remained until my breathing levelled out again.

I felt more pain with Ewan. I supposed it was because he was thicker than Mr Kiely, but my arse quickly accommodated him, and Ewan was pulling out and pushing back in. Soon, he was pounding my arse and poking my prostate. My cock hardened and began to leak. It kept slapping against my belly as Ewan thrust deep inside me.

The pain had gone, and the pleasure kept increasing. I grunted with each thrust from Ewan. I groaned when Ewan pulled out completely and didn’t push back in. I was empty, and the pleasure was gone.

“Do you wanna try a different position?” I could only grunt, “Lie on your back.”

I did what I was told and grabbed my cock to give a squeeze. Ewan lifted my legs onto his shoulders and raised me. He leaned forward until my knees were on my chest and his cock was touching my hole.

He pushed inside me, slow and steady. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as the sensations felt even better in this position. Ewan leant further forward and we kissed as he fucked me. His belly rubbed against my cock as his hips moved forward and back. I kept grunting into his mouth as his tongue rubbed against mine and his cock rubbed my prostate.

“Oh, fuck!” Ewan’s mouth muffled my words. My body shuddered as my cock erupted between us.

Ewan kept fucking me as I came. It was getting too much, the pleasure from his mouth on mine, my orgasm and his cock inside me was overwhelming. Thankfully, Ewan came. He ended with a series of hard thrusts, and then his cock exploded inside me.

He rolled off me, and we lay side by side. Both of us were breathing heavily.

“I should clean up.” I turned to Ewan, “I can feel your cum leaking out.”

“Don’t worry, I need to change the sheets, just enjoy the feeling of me still inside you.”

I relaxed and grabbed my cummy cock. I looked down and watched another pearl of cum ooze from the tip when I squeezed it.

“So how was it?” Ewan grinned.

“Better than Mr Kiely.”

“Well, I hope you aren’t going to stick to bottoming, I know many people who would love a ride on your cock.”

I blushed. “I might try it. But I’m enjoying getting fucked. I hope we can get together again sometime.”

“Yes, about that. I’m not so sure we should.” I felt like he’d punched me in the guts, but he jumped on me and started to tickle me.

I giggled inanely and wriggled. “You bastard.”

Ewan stopped tickling and kissed me. “We must definitely do this again.” He kissed me again and then lay beside me again. “What about Conor?” He asked.

“What about him?”

“Would you like to do it with him?” Ewan asked. “I would love to have a go at his tight arse.”

“He wouldn’t be interested.”

“Don’t be so sure, Ollie. He may come across as one hundred per cent straight, but I sense a little queerness, or at least some curiosity, in him.”

“That I would like to see,” I laughed, “You fucking Conor. It might stop him talking about my cock all the time.”

“Well, I won’t be talking about your cock. Not when I can have the real thing.” Ewan leaned over and slipped my soft cock into his mouth. “You will promise to let me have a go on it sometime.” It fell from his lips.

I didn’t understand why I was so eager to have a cock pushed inside my arse, yet I was reticent to shove my cock up someone else’s arse.

“I’ve enjoyed this afternoon,” Ewan commented. “It’s a nice way to spend a Sunday afternoon.”

“I agree.” I sighed and snuggled against him, resting my head on his hairy chest. He put an arm around me and we lay together in silence.

I got home in the early evening. I greeted Mum and Dad, who were in the living room watching television. I hoped Louis was out, but my hopes were dashed when I saw him lying on his bed, his phone in hand, messaging his mates on a group chat.

“How was the job?” Louis asked robotically.

“Fine.” I sat on my bed.

Louis looked at me. He took a deep breath and grinned. “So what was the job?”

“Just some boring stuff to do around the house.”

“Like what? Who was the job for?” Louis pried.

“Why are you so fucking interested, Louis? What up with you?”

“You have always been a crap liar, Ollie. You don’t come back from a work job smelling of a shower gel we don’t use. And you don’t shower in a client’s house after doing a job, you come home first. Plus, I don’t see a speck of dust or dirt on those clean work clothes.” Louis grinned, knowing he had one over on me.

“Aren’t you the modern-day Miss Marple.”

“I don’t get it, Ollie. Why lie? You’ve been on dates before. Why not tell us about this one?”

“It’s complicated. Can we just leave it at that?” I grabbed my mobile and checked my emails. A few more people had emailed for estimates. I only had a small job to do tomorrow morning, and then I could get around to providing quotes.

I laughed when I read the last email. It was from Ewan.

It read:

Dear Odd Job Ollie

Could you come round and fill a few holes for me? You come highly recommended, and I’m sure you’ll provide satisfaction.

I look forward to hearing from you soon

Ewan

 

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