Matthew Archer was a fairly average teenager. Growing up in a small town in the north of England, he was from a privileged, middle-class background. His family has done well buying a good property in a fairly impoverished area, and by 2007 they were very comfortable financially.
However, the 6th form collage Matt attended had a wide catchment area, so regularly came into contact with boys much less fortunate than himself. Boys like Steve Robson, who was an only child living on a council estate with his mum, herself on benefits.
Despite having very different backgrounds, the two 18 year olds had more in common than just attending the same college. Steve's upbringing had left him cash poor, but street smart. He had spotted an opportunity to make a little money when he learned how to clone DVDs, and a captive audience when he had figured out that teenage boys would pay well for access to porn.
His mum's hands-off parenting style, coupled with him having access to her credit card, meant he was able to order any pornographic movie he fancied without fear of getting into any trouble. He was then able to make a tidy profit duplicating these movies and selling them to the horny boys attending his college.
He would hang out around the back of the common room most lunchtimes chain smoking, with his rucksack filled with ripped DVDs he was trying to flog. At first he had asked a few people specifically if they fancied buying anything from him, but eventually word had got around that Steve was the person to go to if you wanted a bit of smut and had some spare cash. From that point on, the customers had come to him. He bought largely what he thought would sell, even though the majority wasn't to his personal tastes. The teenagers he was selling to largely went for standard teen movies, lesbian flicks and handjob stuff. Steve liked his porn a little more extreme.
Matt's upbringing couldn't have been any different. He was the son of two wealthy, but overbearing parents. Despite their best efforts to prevent their son from accessing anything they thought was unsuitable, their son had developed into a huge pervert.
He was a ravenous consumer of pornography, taking every opportunity he could to drain his balls to some form of depraved smut. Despite this, Matt had never wound up buying anything off Steve. He would occasionally ask him what movies he has recently ripped, but they always sounded too tame for him. He had developed a taste for raunchy, hardcore porn that would make most of the rest of his classmates blush with embarrassment. Little did he know that Steve's tastes aligned with his own perfectly.
While passing by the common room one lunchtime, Matt decided it was worth checking Steve's wares again.
"Hey man, got anything new?" Matt asked.
Steve stubbed out his cigarette and opened up his backpack, pulling out a stack of blank DVDs with handwritten titles on them. Matt flicked through them, looking at titles like "First Time Teens" and "Handjob Hunnies". He passed them back to Steve.
"Nothing there interest you?" Steve asked, lighting up another cigarette.
"Na man. It's all a bit, I dunno. Vanilla I guess?" Matt said. "A bit too tame for me."
"Yeah, I hear ya." Steve smirked, unzipping the back pocket of his rucksack and reaching in. "It's what sells the most though. Not my kinda thing personally."
Steve pulled out another DVD and held it out to Matt, who read the words "Gangbang My Face" written across the disc in black handwritten text.
"I don't normally offer this type of shit cos it freaks out most of the other lads, and i don't want them snitching." Steve explained. "But if you want something that isn't tame, that's the DVD for you, trust me."
Matt took the DVD off Steve and re-read the title. The mere thought of it's contents was already causing his cock to swell in his pants. He reached for his wallet.
"It's twice the price of the others though." Steve said, not missing an opportunity to milk a little extra out of the rich kid.
Matt didn't hesitate in handing over the cash, then with a nod he went off to find his friends in order to cancel his evening plans with them.
That evening, Matt was treated to the finest pornographic feast he'd ever witnessed. He accidentally blew his load halfway through the first scene as some tart was getting teabagged by a hung stud sporting a set of the heaviest, sweatiest nuts he had ever seen on film. Unprepared for this, he struggled to clean himself up and be presentable for dinner when his mother called to him saying food was on the table. He had to hastily turn off the television in his study room, hide the DVD, and wash up.
After dinner, he returned to watching the film start to finish, something he usually never did. He needed to keep stopping to listening out for his parents, occasionally flicking over to something else when he heard them coming in to check on him. By the end of the evening though, he has managed to watch the whole thing, and nutted twice more in the process.
Exhausted and satisfied, he was determined to thank Steve the next time he saw him, and find out of he had anything similar to this movie. Steve Robson seemed like his ticket to just the sort of porno he craved.
***
The following day, Matt spotted Steve crossing the yard at school.
"Mate!" Matt said, holding his hand out for a high five. Steve slapped it in return.
"Take it you liked that one then?" Steve asked as he shouldered his backpack and made his way across the yard.
"The hottest porn I've ever watched, hands down." Matt said, following him.
"And that's even without any of the chicks taking it up the arse, too." Steve replied.
"I know!" Matt said excitedly. "And usually I think it isn't real fucking unless-"
"-the girl takes it up the arse!" The two boys concluded in unison, causing a nearby female student to tut at them in disgust and storm off.
They continued to walk and talk about there favourite moments in 'Gangbang My Face', points that had made them both spunk or they had repeatedly re-watched. They then discussed other porn they enjoyed, discovering a mutual love of Ava Devine, Tory Lane, and similarly stacked super-sluts.
They discussed the pros and cons of fake vs natural tits (agreeing that the bigger the better, regardless), whether or not it could be considered a bukkake scene if the girl was collecting sperm in a receptacle, what the cock-to-girl ratio had to be to constitute a gangbang. Which sex positions looked the best, which porn studs arsefucked the deepest, what was the hottest double anal scene they had seen. Neither boy could believe how similar their opinions on smut were.
"Man, there is a scene in 'Gangbang My Face #2' that is gonna make you nut so hard I reckon." Steve eventually said.
"Oh shit, do you have it? Have you got it with you now?!" Matt said excitedly.
"Na man, I haven't ripped that one yet." Steve said, laughing at Matt's eagerness. "I haven't got any more classes today though, so if you wanna swing by mine I could rip it for you now?"
Matt decided that skipping his own lesson to get his hands on the follow-up to the best porn movie he had ever seen was a no-brainer, so the two boys hopped on the bus and made their way to Steve's council estate.
The flat was on the 5th floor on a block that overlooked a pretty dodgy looking street in an area of town Matt had never visited before. He was glad Steve was with him as they climbed the stairs. His desire to get his hands on more intense porn helped balance out the rising tension he was experiencing.
Steve opened up the front door to the flat and stepped in, dropping his bag in the hallway and walking down it into the living room. Matt started to follow him, only to be cut off by a woman walking round the hallway corner and making towards the open kitchen door beside the living room, a cigarette dangling from her mouth.
Though he only caught a glimpse of her face, he recognised the glassy stare of somebody who had been drinking. She looked to be in her late 30s, with short-cropped bottle blonde hair and delicate features. She looked like she had once had an amazing hourglass figure and a great set of large, natural tits, but time and lack of taking care of herself had given her thick hips and a belly, as well as a huge backside. Matt recognised what he thought of as a body built for fucking, and he couldn't help but oggle her she passed by.
"Oh, erm, hi Mrs..." He stammered, only for her to wave dismissively and continue on down the corridor.
Matt walked on and joined Steve in a dimly lit living room, where a desk littered with electrical equipment sat against a wall next to a television, across from which was a large and badly worn sofa.
"Is that your mum?" Matt asked.
"Yeah, but don't worry she never bothers me while I'm in here." He responded, closing the door behind Matt and then making his way over to the desk.
"She's kinda hot." Matt said, nervously.
"Haha, I guess so." Steve replied, before fishing a DVD out of the desk and tossing it across the room to Matt.
He caught it and examined the cover for 'Gangbang My Face #2'. If anything, it looked even more lurid and debauched than the first.
"Want me to rip it?" Steve asked.
"Fuck yeah!" Matt eagerly replied.
He passed the DVD back to Steve, who was already writing on a blank disc and setting the machinery up to clone.
"Doesn't your mum mind about all this stuff. The illegal copying, and all the porn and everything?" Matt asked.
"Na, she doesn't give a shit." Steve said. "Don't think she really understands the disc ripping, and as for the porn she's just never seemed that bothered. I leave the DVD boxes lying around sometimes and she just seems to ignore them."
"That's fucking insane." Matt said, his trousers starting to tent at the thought of Steve's mum seeing his DVD collection. "Fucking wish my parents were that chill about it."
"It's gonna take a while to copy, so make yourself comfortable. You can take a look through that drawer there to see if there's anything else that takes your fancy, happy to rip anything you want." Steve said.
Matt started flicking through the huge collection of DVDs, which ranged from softcore lesbian stuff all the way to depraved looking gangbangs and bukkake movies, several of which Matt was surprised to find he had never seen before.
"Mate, this collection is fucking epic." Matt said, excited as a kid in a sweet shop. He flipped over the back of a movie called 'Bang My Tasty Twat' and started reading.
"That one's pretty good actually, despite the name. I could copy that one for you too if you wanted?" Steve asked.
Matt continued to study it, his face scrunched up as he considered whether or not it was worth it.
"It's pretty hardcore. Basically the only time a girl is getting her twat pounded is while she's getting D.P.'d. It's good. Want me to put it on so you can see for yourself?" Steve said, taking the DVD from Matt and switching on the television.
"Your mum is just next door though man, won't she hear?" Matt said nervously.
"Not if we keep the sound down she won't." Steve said, putting the disc in the DVD player and taking up a seat on the sofa. "And besides, I don't care if she hears. I've heard her getting bones by enough strangers through the wall between our rooms."
Matt excitedly took up a seat beside Steve as the copyright notices ended and the main title card appeared. His now fully erect dick was straining uncomfortably against the front of his trousers, so he tugged at them to try and give himself some more space.
