Tom’s New Life
Chapter 1
Tom threw his headset down onto the desk as his account logged off. It was 5 o clock Friday 7th September, his 30th birthday, a day he had been looking forward to, for the last couple of years. As far as his colleagues were aware, Tom was off on two weeks holiday, only his boss knew this was his last day and wouldn’t be returning to his job as a markets trader here in London. He had been setting everything in motion over the past few months although he’d been planning his departure for a number of years, knowing he would have more than enough money not to have to work again.
Tom had left school with his best friend Phil, who had sensibly got an apprenticeship as an electrician, whereas Tom had been a drifter, taking on various jobs and helping Phil once he’d qualified. It was one evening after work, in a Canary Wharf pub, they’d got talking to a smartly dressed guy around their age. The guy noticed how quickly and easily Tom added up the cost of the rounds and asked what Tom did, by the end of the week Tom was working as a trainee stock markets trader.
Tom’s career went from strength to strength, investing his earnings and buying an apartment in Docklands. Phil moved in paying rent to Tom, investing his earnings in his own growing rental portfolio. The flat was used mainly by Phil as Tom travelled all over the world most of the time but it suited Tom as the apartment remained occupied. When they were there together they’d have weekends in the pub, invariably bringing woman back for the night. It was one hot summer night when their pulling power had deserted them, they found themselves sitting on their old sofa, side by side watching porn and drinking. Both in just thin shorts, their erections became obvious to one another as they drooled over a particularly hot bi orgy, without acknowledging what the other was doing, they instinctively began slowly wanking their hard cocks under the material of the shorts. The scenes became hotter and hotter and Phil eventually had to reveal his rampant hard on, which he could no longer contain in his shorts. As he wanked, pulling his foreskin hard down revealing his swollen shiny bellend, Tom couldn’t help but notice, his own cock going rock hard at the sight of Phil’s cock and followed suit revealing his cock to Phil who grinned and wanked faster still.
The orgy progressed to guys on their backs being wanked and sucked by woman and guys, in the background women were being fucked by guys, who were in turn being fucked by men and cocks rammed into their mouths. One by one the guys shot their loads, covering the women and guys in their spunk, it was at this point, Tom and Phil let out groans and ejaculated as hard as they ever had, splattering each other in their spunk as well as the sofa and carpet. They just looked at one another, said “Fuck” and proceeded to wipe up their sticky mess, next day Tom ordered a new leather sofa, the old one had just too many stains, which were now recognisable as nothing other than dried cum. Neither acknowledged the wank they’d had together but both knew it wasn’t going to be the last time they’d experience cock. Not long after, Tom had been in bed reading and heard Phil come in with someone, not unusual, so Tom took no notice until he heard the voice of the person Phil had invited back. Perhaps she had a bad throat but her voice was very deep for a woman and it was only when they went into Phil’s bedroom Tom was convinced he’d brought a guy back. Tom sat up in bed trying to read but within minutes the sound of something sexual going on in the adjacent bedroom prevented him from concentrating on his book. The low grunts, moans and muffled deep voices convinced Tom that Phil was either being fucked or fucking a guy, as his own cock grew harder and harder, he couldn’t help himself and began wanking, the noises got louder with the manic creaking of Phil’s bed. Two deep voiced cries of “I’m cumming” took Tom over the edge and he ejaculated into his duvet with considerable force. Tom never mentioned it or that he had found a pair of red medium sized briefs behind the sofa, Tom knew Phil wore XL briefs from doing the washing they shared.
To be continued
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