The Wedding

The wedding of the year was here. Ian's sisters getting married and he's the brides head boy. You know what that mea tailor made suites. Cut to the chase. Ian's ass looks so desirable in his grey suited trousers his shapely bubble butt is magnificent. After a camping trip, we've been meeting up 5 or 6 times over the weeks we've only messed around wanking each other off but it's been good. he told me he was going commando no undies under his suit, he even said himself his ass looked good in his wedding suit. he's going commando just for me he says and boi could you tell, I don't even remember the wedding all I could do was stare at his ass and all he could do was look at me in the church. so at the meal the usual goes down. afterwards the bride and groom go to each table and chat, it was our table next and I'd been watching Ian take the presents away. so the fucker stands next to me slightly turned so his ass was about a foot away from my face and he stands there knowing I can't touch and I cant even look at it properly. I.. was.. gagging.. for that ass! the fucker was teasing me. lights are dimmed and it's cheesy disco music time. mingling I end up at the top table and it's all chat, chat, chatter, I ask what's up? and with Ian looking directly at me he says, oh it's Jess she's total drunk, jess being his wife. she's out for the count. everyone's kind of laughing it's been a good day so no ones bothered, with that Ian says no, No, No mate me and Sean will take her up, meaning to their room. off we go I carry her and one of her friends comes with. she's dumped in the room and her mate takes over. Now for some fun. we leave the room walk down the corridor, that fucking ass of yours I say to Ian. with every stride it gives off a little jiggle. I get out my room key card with Ian walking past I grab his wrist. In here you little shit! and he knew he'd walked past my room, grinning like a Cheshire cat we enter my room, I force him up against the door and we're make out like 2 horny freshmen. I spin him round and m*ol*est his ass like its the last thing I'm ever gonna do. You little shit I'm gonna fuck that ass off you with my fist! you little fuck, you've been teasing me all day, I undo his belt with my left hand doing it with force, pulling at it till it flings off, my right hand is pushing hard up against at his hole over his grey suited trousers shoving my fingers in. I've got a hold of his dick and balls at the same time, tugging quite hard, squeezing just enough to get a cry from him. You got the mayonnaise boi? I ask. Yeah! you fuck turd... he says back at me, here! and gives me a sachet of mayo. tear it open you muppet I say. as I place the sachet to his mouth, he takes it off me and ripes it open. Now on my knuckles you gapping horse hole fucker, and with that the mayo is his lube, the mayo joke is for another time. PULL YOUR FUCKING ASS STASHER TROUSERS... "DOWN" Fag boi... do it slow. and he pealed them over his bum, revealing the most perfect olive tanned skin butt you'll ever see. our faces inches apart as we can feel each other's breath. You ready fag boi. You bet I'm ready turd fist Ian says, I slide my 4 pointed fingers toward his shattered sloppy hole and with one twisted shove I'm wrist deep in the fucker. You're getting fuck fisted with mayo you pervy little shit, as I jam further deeper into his guts. Fuck you! I'm gonna sit on your face, and you can eat me inside out, I'm gonna hold and squeeze your neck as I squat on your face and choke you and consume your entire head up my fag hole. I force deeper in him lifting him upwards, Ian's balancing on his toes as I punch fuck him, I twist my arm he's looking at me, he lifts his left leg, I catch it under and lift him off the ground, his arm at the back on my neck, I move him to the bed, my fist still inside him, I pull his trousers down to his ankles, he spreads his legs my arm moving further deeper in him, I'm up to my forearm. I can see his big brown Mediterranean balls dangling swinging from side to side, his cocks hard rubbing against his six pack dripping with precum. he's looking at me with his deep eyes, his jet black hair covering one side of his face swinging touching his cheek. yer gonna make me cum he said during each deep breath, his big full lips slightly open his eyes squinting as he looks forward I know he's ready to cum. Cum for me Ian blow your load lad, as I continue to fist pound him. his body convaults, throwing himself down and starts crawling, clawing at the bed he scream into the pillow, stiffens his legs, clenches his ass like a steal vise, crushing my knuckles. blowing his load on the covers. I grit my teeth to give one more jab of abuse, I slop my hand out, he's done! little fagot boi likes me abusing him? Ha fuck yeah he says, out of breath. you keep this up and I'll be elbow deep next time. We head on back down to the celebrations, separating as we arrive. I go to the bar and takes a good look at my hand flexing my fist, I look up and see Ian looking at me wondering... what I'm doing. I get my drink and we stare at each other, as he's sat at the head table, I make my way over his face and eyes looks like a trapped rabbit, I lean into him and whisper...... You have my.... ring!!!!! and walks away. After 20 strides I turn looks at Ian and smiles. boy I'm gonna have fun getting that back.