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The Halfway Inn Part 1

Date: 10/27/2014, Categories: Gay Male, Author: RobertFurlong, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

full-page advertisement that I liked to be buggered. It was shameful really! Nevertheless, I flaunted it for him, wiggling my hips slightly to show off my unusual attribute as it made a large, proud circle against the back of my underpants. Pete seemed impressed with what I was parading for him. "That is fucking mint, mate!" he laughed. "Do you think so?" I asked. "Yeah," he laughed. "If you're into ... you know... taking your mates' knobs up there, it shows you've been having some great fun!" I smiled. "I suppose I have been." "Christ, you could reverse a fucking truck up there!" he said and then laughed more loudly. I had to laugh back. "Come on, it's not that big!" "Does it stick out between your cheeks when you're wearing your trousers?" he asked. "Not yet, I don't think. But I'm hoping eventually it'll get so big that everyone will be able to see it as a massive, gaping ring against the seat of my trousers when I bend over." "But everyone'll know you like getting butt-fucked by other blokes," he queried. "That's the whole point," I chuckled. "That's what appeals to me." He laughed like he got it. "That is so fucking next!" "Come on, then, Pete. Bend forwards and show me yours." He leaned forwards and pushed his bum out towards the mirror. His lime green boxer briefs eased out from the crack of his arse revealing nothing of the ring of his anus but exposing – quite blatantly – a crude brown skid mark right where his hole would be. He blushed a dark shade of purple again ... as we both stared at it. There was no point in either of us pretending it was anything other than what it was. "Sorry, mate," he muttered. "Must have been in a hurry in the loo." I smiled at him through the mirror. "Don't worry about it. I'm showing you something very private, so it makes me a bit less self-conscious to see something so private in return." He smiled back at my reassurance and the colour of his cheeks lessened slightly. "Yeah... I suppose. That can be my little secret. You won't tell anyone, will you?" "Of course not." He looked back at my ringpiece and I relaxed it outwards for him again. It made a large, cavernous hole against my underwear and, as he gaped at it, grinning, I noticed that the bulge between his legs was now rather more pronounced than it had been earlier. All this time that I'd been showing off my swollen hole to him, he'd been steadily developing a swelling of his own. The lonely nerve cell in his tiny brain had been firing on all cylinders, the possibilities of how he could use such a receptive opening slowly dawning on him, and the insubstantial tube of flesh which had been flopping around in his boxers had found itself becoming altogether more substantial. Pete was totally oblivious to the fact that the front of his underwear was starting to betray the changing nature of his interest in my well-used backside. He just stared at my hole, chuckling at its strangeness, while the growing lump in his boxers told its own story of the way things ...