Roger and Ray left their two old schoolmates and went into their room which was directly opposite their friends. They knew a little more about one another than their two friends but it was not much. The had a long way to go in understanding exactly what turned one another on. Still, they had almost four hours to get on with it before they'd be expected to be in the bar, enough time to devoir one another as they learned.
Neither young man was anything extra special to look at but they both had personalities and were fun to know. Like their two friends they had not changed a great deal but they both intended this was their chance to change things and that process began the second the door shut behind them and they fell on the bed together. As they ate one another with wild wet kisses shoes were banging on the floor, trousers were being unzipped and belts undone. It seemed like only a couple of seconds before Ray had his mouth around his friends cock and was chewing happily away at it and feeling it grow ever harder. Roger still had his trunks on but Ray had deftly pulled his dick out from inside and now it was poking out through the fly hole. Roger had swiftly slipped his hands inside Ray's pants, pulled his polo out of the way and was fingering his arse. It was moist and felt dirty like he had thought it would. His fingers were well lubricated by what was already in it and he remembered how when they changed for PE Ray always had the dirtiest pants hanging on the pegs. Sometimes he'd grabbed the chance to smell them as they hung there shocked and amazed and delighted by the poop clinging to the seams.
Right now though his fingers were good and deep inside that dirty paradise and his cock was in his friends mouth and gradually he began to fuck his mouth. At that point his first fifteen minutes of pleasure were almost over as with hardly a seconds warning he began to shoot his cum deep inside his friends throat. He gripped his friend hard holding him really close and he emptied himself into Ray. It was a while before his body ceased to spasm but Ray was wanting more. Ray wanted it never to stop. He realised that he was living a dream he had most nights of his old schooldays and how in his dream he was fucked by Roger. Some nights it seemed so real he believed it was happening but in reality it just meant he was about to wake up in a wet bed - again. It was Ray's lucky day. It was not going to stop.
Ray looked up at Roger, now quite disheveled and red faced through exertion. He wanted Roger to fuck him and fortunately was a desire shared by his friend who still had a belly full of cum he needed to get rid of.
"Ray" he said, still on his knees astride his friend, "can I please make wild and passionate love to your dirty bottom before we shower and head for the bar."
"Yes please Roger - please."
"Has anyone else ever been there Ray?"
