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Loosing It At New Years. free porn video
2013 will always be the year that I became a man. It was that year that I met Keelan. I had not really made any plans for new years eve but was called up at the last minute by Uni mates to go out and celebrate in style. Kerry told me that most from the course would be out and it would be a real laugh. I decided I would go along for a short while before making my excuses and leaving early.
I was a shy guy and never really suited to the company of large crowds. Kerry had told me that it was fancy dress for New years and I was adamant that I wasnt going to dress up. I always feel like I am a idiot dressed in fancy dress.
Anyhow she rushed over after work and brought around my fancy dress. I almost had a heart attach when i saw it. Inside the dry cleaning bag was a Robin hood outfit. Bright green bodice and jacket. Green stockings matching a green hat. Inside a carrier bag was the arrows.
'I cant wear this@ I said to her.
'Rubbish. We are all going in fancy dress. Come on dont let down me and the girls.'
So it was to be that i would be in fancy dress. She quickly wrote down the time and name of the pub we were meeting it and sharply left. I jumped in the shower to get ready.
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It was about 9PM when I left the front door and jumped in a taxi to take me to 'The Thorny Crown'. As i jumped in the taxi I felt my phone die in my pocket. There was me getting ready to 'party' with a dead battery.
'The Thorny Crown driver'
'God your risking it mate!'
I didnt respond with what he meant because I was paying too much attention to my phone.
He dropped me outside the pub. I didnt recognise it. In fact it was a part of the city I had never been too. I paid him the money and walked in. The smell was stiffling and the place was pretty much dead. In the corner a fruit machine blared out its tune. There was a group of three men in their 50's at the bar and a rough looking couple holding hands and sipping pints.
As I walked to the bar a barmaid in her early 30's spoke up.
'hello sweetheart. What can I get ya?'
'Er...just a JD and coke for the minute'
She chewed her gum as she poured my drink.
'You all dressed up for New years then pet?'
'yeah meeting friends later in here'
'In ere...seems odd place to come angel...'
I gave her the money and walked to my seat. I kept checking my phone but no luck. It kept turning on and turning off again. I sat at the table on a stool for a good forty minutes checking my watch regularly. Kirsty the barmaid gave me a fright as she put down new beermates and cleaned the table.
'You sure you aint got the wrong place pet?'
'They said The Thorny Crown'
'yeah thats us...odd they aint showed'
She walked away and i continued staring at the bloke winning loads on the fruit machine. I was about to call it a night when two lads walked in at about 9:50. One, whoose name I would soon remember as 'Keelan', walked in and leant at the bar. The other was almost a clone.
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As i twisted the glass in my hand I heard a big shout come from Keelan
'Oi faggot!...why you dressed as a queer!'
I watched as Kirsty gave him daggers and tried to tell him to behave. He was about 6ft1, skinhead almost with short black hair, eyebrow piercing and tatoos over his knuckles. He wore a burberry cap, had a neck chain around his white t-shirt. As he chewed gum he called over again.
'Looking to pull a queer in here mate ya got the wrong pub'
I tried not to look. I had always had my fair share of bullies try and ruin an evening. But Keelan was different. I watched as Kirsty walked over and took my glass
'He's bought you another JD and coke sweetheart. Asked what you wanted...he's harmless...come and drink it.'
I walked over and he turned to meet me grining like a Cheshire cat.
'So why are you all dressed up like a focking puff...ere get that down your neck'
I took the drink from his hand.
'Cat got ya fockin tounge?'
'I'm out waiting for my uni mates and.....'
He stopped me in my tracks as him and his mate laughed at the prospect a nerdy student was out on new years eve.
'I hate fockin students...especially the uptight nerdy ones'
I remained silent.
Kirsty responded 'You love winding people up...yet you dont know him..he's sweet and he aint done anyone no harm!'
He shrugged but she continued.
'So is Stacey in tonight?'
'Nah at her mums....so fockin uptight of late...had a go at me all christmas...dont matter tho told her i'd get me leg over at new years another way'
Kirsty poured another pint and gave it to Keelan
'I tell you what though its handy no fuckers in ere'
'Whys that' Kirsty responded.
'Get to rip old nerdy ere a new asshole'
Kirsty's eyes widened.
'You wouldnt!....No. Keelan...he's too sweet and..'
'Shut the fuck up. Gotta see in new year propper'
At that Keelan grabbed me by the shoulder and whispered in my ear 'Your so fucking getting it!'
The blood ran from my face. My heart started to race and pulse. I looked up as Kirsty had her back turned getting his mates pint and when she did she looked at me with puppy dog eyes and said
'Its a reason to forget 2013 angel...and to be honest...his missus tells me he is a good shag'
'Please...I...I'
'Look drinks are on the house...oh pet...look if your mates come in i'll tell them you'd be five'
He twisted my arm behind my back and dragged me to a table behind the fruit machine. We were secluded and no one could really see us. I remember as i sat down with my JD and coke in hand i was sweating.
'Just your lucky night aint it..me with no fucker to fuck and you gagging for cock'
I watched as his mate set up the pool table and watched as he downed his pint. All seems jumbled in the memory but the next thing I remember is sitting on a pew bench his arm around mine watching his mate pot some balls.
Next is a blur. Keelan had managed to tear a hole in my stockings and my boxers and firmly laying me across the bench had my leg over his shoulder and began inserting two fingers into my asshole.
I pleaded with him but he was boozed up. My legs were akimbo one on his shoulder as he slid his fingers in and out of my hole. I closed my eyes feeling cheap and nasty and darnt look at him.
'J...this prick's tight.'
He started to pick up pace and push in deeper.
'You better like that'
I trembled every time he slide back in. I opened my eyes to see him with gritted teeth staring at my asshole. He then with his right hand undid his trackie strings and pulled down his trackies and boxers in one swoop. He then reached across and grabbed my ankle.
'Spose your lucky my missus aint around...got to get some anal new year action'
He spat in my face and on my asshole and pushed a finger in again. However when he pulled his finger out he replaced it with his cock. I gripped the wooden seat so hard i tore a piece off as he pushed his bell end of his 8' cock into my ass.
With one grunt he slide his whole length into my asshole.
'Make sure o fucker comes around..I can hear it getting busy'
I started to go red as he gripped my ankle and pounded me for what it was worth. The pain was searing as he used no lube and i had never experinced 5' let alone eight.. He went to town on my ass sliding it in and back out.
'yeah like that queer! yeah!'
The bench creaked and creaked as he thurst and thrust deeper into my ass. I looked up to see Kirsty collecting glasses and she commented.
'You ruined him Keelan...god all you think about is a people as a place to dump your load'
As she finished her sentence I gave the game away as I arched my back and let out a moan. For the first second of the fuck I started to respond and enjoy it.
'Dont see Robin here complaining'
I lent forward and wrapped my arms around his neck and opened my mouth to let out an orgasam moan.
'Both of you should be chucked out!'
I gripped his neck so hard it could have snapped as he went to town on my ass. he grabbed my lower back and gripped my tight as he did four more thrusts.
'Your getting my fockin load'
'Please...Hmmm..Please..fuck..yes'
I was responding like a slut and here was a scumbag pushing his cock in. I could hear in the background new year shouts and fireworks going off. But all I could care about was whether this scumbag was going to shoot his load in me.
Well. I shot mine first. All down my left stocking and thats when my ass felt warm as his jet of cum hit. I lay there. I went to kiss him and he pushed me away.
'Get fucked.'
He pulled out and whiped his cock on my sleeve.
'What...I...Whats your name?'
'I said get fucked mate'
I saw him stride off and out the door. Kirsty walked around and gave me a dis concerning look.
'Do you do that to all the guys you meet?'
'But he...'
'We dont need people like you here...i suggest you go out the back'
I sat there trying to take in the last days of 2013. I dont think i ever will.
I was a shy guy and never really suited to the company of large crowds. Kerry had told me that it was fancy dress for New years and I was adamant that I wasnt going to dress up. I always feel like I am a idiot dressed in fancy dress.
Anyhow she rushed over after work and brought around my fancy dress. I almost had a heart attach when i saw it. Inside the dry cleaning bag was a Robin hood outfit. Bright green bodice and jacket. Green stockings matching a green hat. Inside a carrier bag was the arrows.
'I cant wear this@ I said to her.
'Rubbish. We are all going in fancy dress. Come on dont let down me and the girls.'
So it was to be that i would be in fancy dress. She quickly wrote down the time and name of the pub we were meeting it and sharply left. I jumped in the shower to get ready.
----
It was about 9PM when I left the front door and jumped in a taxi to take me to 'The Thorny Crown'. As i jumped in the taxi I felt my phone die in my pocket. There was me getting ready to 'party' with a dead battery.
'The Thorny Crown driver'
'God your risking it mate!'
I didnt respond with what he meant because I was paying too much attention to my phone.
He dropped me outside the pub. I didnt recognise it. In fact it was a part of the city I had never been too. I paid him the money and walked in. The smell was stiffling and the place was pretty much dead. In the corner a fruit machine blared out its tune. There was a group of three men in their 50's at the bar and a rough looking couple holding hands and sipping pints.
As I walked to the bar a barmaid in her early 30's spoke up.
'hello sweetheart. What can I get ya?'
'Er...just a JD and coke for the minute'
She chewed her gum as she poured my drink.
'You all dressed up for New years then pet?'
'yeah meeting friends later in here'
'In ere...seems odd place to come angel...'
I gave her the money and walked to my seat. I kept checking my phone but no luck. It kept turning on and turning off again. I sat at the table on a stool for a good forty minutes checking my watch regularly. Kirsty the barmaid gave me a fright as she put down new beermates and cleaned the table.
'You sure you aint got the wrong place pet?'
'They said The Thorny Crown'
'yeah thats us...odd they aint showed'
She walked away and i continued staring at the bloke winning loads on the fruit machine. I was about to call it a night when two lads walked in at about 9:50. One, whoose name I would soon remember as 'Keelan', walked in and leant at the bar. The other was almost a clone.
-----
As i twisted the glass in my hand I heard a big shout come from Keelan
'Oi faggot!...why you dressed as a queer!'
I watched as Kirsty gave him daggers and tried to tell him to behave. He was about 6ft1, skinhead almost with short black hair, eyebrow piercing and tatoos over his knuckles. He wore a burberry cap, had a neck chain around his white t-shirt. As he chewed gum he called over again.
'Looking to pull a queer in here mate ya got the wrong pub'
I tried not to look. I had always had my fair share of bullies try and ruin an evening. But Keelan was different. I watched as Kirsty walked over and took my glass
'He's bought you another JD and coke sweetheart. Asked what you wanted...he's harmless...come and drink it.'
I walked over and he turned to meet me grining like a Cheshire cat.
'So why are you all dressed up like a focking puff...ere get that down your neck'
I took the drink from his hand.
'Cat got ya fockin tounge?'
'I'm out waiting for my uni mates and.....'
He stopped me in my tracks as him and his mate laughed at the prospect a nerdy student was out on new years eve.
'I hate fockin students...especially the uptight nerdy ones'
I remained silent.
Kirsty responded 'You love winding people up...yet you dont know him..he's sweet and he aint done anyone no harm!'
He shrugged but she continued.
'So is Stacey in tonight?'
'Nah at her mums....so fockin uptight of late...had a go at me all christmas...dont matter tho told her i'd get me leg over at new years another way'
Kirsty poured another pint and gave it to Keelan
'I tell you what though its handy no fuckers in ere'
'Whys that' Kirsty responded.
'Get to rip old nerdy ere a new asshole'
Kirsty's eyes widened.
'You wouldnt!....No. Keelan...he's too sweet and..'
'Shut the fuck up. Gotta see in new year propper'
At that Keelan grabbed me by the shoulder and whispered in my ear 'Your so fucking getting it!'
The blood ran from my face. My heart started to race and pulse. I looked up as Kirsty had her back turned getting his mates pint and when she did she looked at me with puppy dog eyes and said
'Its a reason to forget 2013 angel...and to be honest...his missus tells me he is a good shag'
'Please...I...I'
'Look drinks are on the house...oh pet...look if your mates come in i'll tell them you'd be five'
He twisted my arm behind my back and dragged me to a table behind the fruit machine. We were secluded and no one could really see us. I remember as i sat down with my JD and coke in hand i was sweating.
'Just your lucky night aint it..me with no fucker to fuck and you gagging for cock'
I watched as his mate set up the pool table and watched as he downed his pint. All seems jumbled in the memory but the next thing I remember is sitting on a pew bench his arm around mine watching his mate pot some balls.
Next is a blur. Keelan had managed to tear a hole in my stockings and my boxers and firmly laying me across the bench had my leg over his shoulder and began inserting two fingers into my asshole.
I pleaded with him but he was boozed up. My legs were akimbo one on his shoulder as he slid his fingers in and out of my hole. I closed my eyes feeling cheap and nasty and darnt look at him.
'J...this prick's tight.'
He started to pick up pace and push in deeper.
'You better like that'
I trembled every time he slide back in. I opened my eyes to see him with gritted teeth staring at my asshole. He then with his right hand undid his trackie strings and pulled down his trackies and boxers in one swoop. He then reached across and grabbed my ankle.
'Spose your lucky my missus aint around...got to get some anal new year action'
He spat in my face and on my asshole and pushed a finger in again. However when he pulled his finger out he replaced it with his cock. I gripped the wooden seat so hard i tore a piece off as he pushed his bell end of his 8' cock into my ass.
With one grunt he slide his whole length into my asshole.
'Make sure o fucker comes around..I can hear it getting busy'
I started to go red as he gripped my ankle and pounded me for what it was worth. The pain was searing as he used no lube and i had never experinced 5' let alone eight.. He went to town on my ass sliding it in and back out.
'yeah like that queer! yeah!'
The bench creaked and creaked as he thurst and thrust deeper into my ass. I looked up to see Kirsty collecting glasses and she commented.
'You ruined him Keelan...god all you think about is a people as a place to dump your load'
As she finished her sentence I gave the game away as I arched my back and let out a moan. For the first second of the fuck I started to respond and enjoy it.
'Dont see Robin here complaining'
I lent forward and wrapped my arms around his neck and opened my mouth to let out an orgasam moan.
'Both of you should be chucked out!'
I gripped his neck so hard it could have snapped as he went to town on my ass. he grabbed my lower back and gripped my tight as he did four more thrusts.
'Your getting my fockin load'
'Please...Hmmm..Please..fuck..yes'
I was responding like a slut and here was a scumbag pushing his cock in. I could hear in the background new year shouts and fireworks going off. But all I could care about was whether this scumbag was going to shoot his load in me.
Well. I shot mine first. All down my left stocking and thats when my ass felt warm as his jet of cum hit. I lay there. I went to kiss him and he pushed me away.
'Get fucked.'
He pulled out and whiped his cock on my sleeve.
'What...I...Whats your name?'
'I said get fucked mate'
I saw him stride off and out the door. Kirsty walked around and gave me a dis concerning look.
'Do you do that to all the guys you meet?'
'But he...'
'We dont need people like you here...i suggest you go out the back'
I sat there trying to take in the last days of 2013. I dont think i ever will.
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