This tale is based on the UK TV program SKINS.

Chapter 8

We left our Skins lads with Tony having recovered his sexuality and giving Maxie one molten hot serve as he proved his cock was back to normal. It is now the end of the exams and Chris has been buried so our intrepid group is beginning to realize that sadly their days together are over and they must move on to the rest of their lives.

The gathering is about a campfire near the cemetery where Chris is interred and after the farewell to their crazy mate ended in a dazzling fireworks display. The mood is upbeat to a degree as they compare exam results; Tony has passed well even after his trauma after the accident as had most the group. Anwar hadn't passed and was way down in the dumps even slouching off before they read out his results, he was feeling that he would be left behind while all his mates swanned off to their new lives and he would be left here alone and unwanted.

He wandered sadly in the darkness and after some time passed he looked at his watch and saw that it was nearly time for Maxie's departure by coach to London. He hustled himself down to the bus terminal in time to find Maxie pacing up and down looking out for his arrival to say goodbye. Maxie spotted Anwar and ran towards him arms wide in greeting. Anwar fell into his warm embrace as Maxie said, "Fuck Anwar I thought you weren't going to come, I was feeling rotten that you wouldn't even see me off. You know you are my best mate the only person closer is my boy friend James"

Anwar began to cry on Maxie's shoulder as Maxie hugged him and rubbed his hands on his slim back, Anwar's sobs shook both lads and Maxie mumbled, "Don't cry mate well see you at half terms, Easter and Christmas,"

Anwar sobbed, "No it won't be the same Maxie, I'll be the dumbo who failed while all of you will be full of new ideas and things that I'm not a part of; we'll be like strangers."

Maxie pulled back looking into Anwar's tear filled dark eyes, "Don't be a twat we are all together for ever as mates, just because we go away to college doesn't mean you wont still be our mate, you are a total plonker Ahmed."

Maxie looked at the sad stricken expression on his friend's face and he suddenly got the irresistible urge to kiss him, he moved in and pressed his soft lips to Anwar's, everything stood still, a moment locked in time. The two of them motionless like statues, arms wrapped about each other and faces together. Maxie felt Anwar stiffen in his arms and he thought he was going to push him away, but seconds passed with both lads perched on the edge of an abyss in a quandary of doubt and uncertainty.

Anwar's eyes opened wide and his sobs and breathing frozen as he looked into Maxie's questioning blue orbs, then as if he'd reached a decision Ahmed relaxed and kissed Maxie back. Maxie in turn relaxed and sent his tongue out to swab across his mates lips, Anwar hesitated at this new development before opening up and allowing that moist muscle to invade his mouth. Anwar compared Maxie's kiss to his fumbling over excited attempts with Sketch, Maxie's stalker and realized suddenly Maxie was a molten hot kisser. He sucked on that moving succulent pink muscle and Maxie pushed deeper into his gobbling gob, Anwar's whole slender body felt alive and excitement built in his loins.

Anwar felt his cock throbbing and stiffening against Maxie's belt buckle and he felt a hot hardness poking and rubbing on his nuts, both lads were becoming erect in a flash. Anwar felt awkward and uncertainty reared its ugly head once more, the Muslim religion taught it was wrong and the devil's work to mess sexually with one of your own sex. Anwar was confused, his mind said no but his body was demanding sexual satisfaction, what was he to do? He thought back to the Russian girl he and Sid had 'rescued' and how it had been in bed with her but now he had an irresistible urge to feel Maxie's taut muscular body naked and hotly sweaty as they writhed together on a bed.

Anwar struggled mentally to quash these nasty urges but the desires only increased as the two lads pashed on pressing their aroused horny bodies together. Anwar's sagging jeans suddenly fell to his feet baring his check boxers and long skinny legs to the waiting passengers. Everyone hooted and laughed at the sudden display and the two lads broke their passionate kiss as Anwar bent to retrieve his jeans that had pooled on his sneakers. Maxie giggled and ruffled Anwar's thick black hair as he tugged them up tucking himself away from public view. Maxie gave him a hug and said, "Don't be bashful Anwar you have nothing to be ashamed of."

The passengers began boarding the coach and Maxie's boy friend James says, "Maxie its time to go, you'd better say your goodbyes."

The coach engine rumbled snorting into life, Maxie clung to Anwar then he said, "Anwar come to London with us mate, we'll be living in the cheapest place we can find and scrabbling for every penny but we'll have lots of fun. Life will be a total giggle so come on Anwar come with us."

Anwar looked stupidly back at him mouth gaping open as his mind absorbed what Maxie had said while thoughts raced in his mind, "Could he go with them? What would he do in the big smoke if he did? Would he be happy living with Maxie and James? Would James be happy with him moving in with he and Maxie?"

Anwar glanced across at James standing at the coach's door, James was half smiling and nodded in agreement, Maxie pulled from his grasp, "Mate we have to go, quick make up your mind."

Anwar suddenly grinned, his whole face lit up like a fluorescent light and he nodded grabbed Maxie's hand and the two ran for the coach door bounding on board and the three lads hurriedly made their way to the rear of the coach where the toilet was as the coach jerked into life and began moving. They settled on the back seat and relaxed as the coach rumbled out of the terminus into the traffic the lights flashing by through the windows lighting their faces like the illuminations from a strobe light. Anwar sat on Maxie's right and James on the left next to the window. Unseen by the three lads sketch stood forlornly in the darkness watching the coach drive away, tears of frustration on her cheeks.

Anwar felt a crazy urge to reach out to Maxie and grope that nice bulge in the crotch of his soft cargo pants, the flashing light seemed to hypnotize him as it illuminated on and off creating an impression of Maxie's goodies pulsating. Anwar tried hard to switch his thoughts to anything but Maxie's closeness kept dragging him back. The scent of Maxie's hair, the warmth of his body radiating next to him, his incredible good looks all drew Anwar to Maxie, all their years as mates didn't help him under these circumstances. His upbringing was creating a huge problem as he battled within himself, eventually his hot horniness won the day and his trembling hand slid across his thigh and lightly onto Maxie's.

Maxie tensed and gasped at his mate's feather light tentative touch, he relaxed and just flexed his strong dancer's thigh muscles encouraging Anwar to continue. He looked down at that dark skinned hand on his thigh then across at James as he nudged his boy friend nodding his head to draw attention to Anwar's hand. James looked down and smiled then dropped his left hand onto Anwar's who immediately tried to pull away fearing James was trying to stop him. James held his hand tightly in his and stopped Anwar retreating, he waited for Anwar to relax and then slowly eased his grip to gradually move that anxious hand up Maxie's thigh towards the bulging manhood mounding Maxie's cargo pants.

Anwar let James carry on until his hand encompassed Maxie's hot Hard aroused genitals, Anwar felt the thick pulsating member as it twitched under his fingers. Maxie sighed softly, "Ooooh Anwar, if you only knew how long I've wanted you to do that."

Maxie reached across to Anwar's sagging jeans and felt the hard bar of his cock stretching across towards him, Maxie was breathing hard as was Anwar as the felt each other up in the dark coach. Bristol city left behind the darkness of the countryside hid their actions from any inquisitive eyes, most of the passengers were settled down dozing as the coach rumbled on into the night. The heat of passion surged in the rear of the coach as Maxie and Anwar groped and began kissing frantically, James watched quietly, he wasn't upset or jealous of them he knew Maxie was his boyfriend and they loved each other intensely, but he also realized that Maxie had always fancied Anwar and now they were finding each other. James sat there with a big bone in his pants watching and listening to the heavy action, Maxie's left hand was rubbing him up as he groped Anwar with the other.

The fun continued and Maxie got randier and wilder his desires flared like a Aussie bushfire, he wanted a cock in his rear end and his mouth wrapped around a pulsing prick. He gradually eased Anwar along the seat allowing him to get up and kneel on it presenting his posterior to James and burying his face into Anwar's excited crotch. Anwar was whimpering softly as Maxie mouthed his boner through the denim, he fell back on the rest of the seat gasping for breath as Maxie tugged down his zipper and groped about to pull out his aching stiffy without snapping it off.

Maxie finally freed the steel hard Pakistani prick waggling it about in his hand before licking Anwar's leaking foreskin, Anwar gasped and arched his thin hips towards the bus's roof as he strove to nail Maxie's mouth on his spike. James behind Maxie reached around undoing the fly of Maxie's cargo pants then tugged them down along with his red and white boxer briefs baring that amazingly muscular arse with its deep cleft hiding the paradisiacal portal of perfection leading to Maxie's molten hot tight innards. Maxie wagged his buttocks and moaned softly encouraging James to take him there and then.

James checked out the coach and saw everything was quiet and nobody was looking their way, the driver was concentrating on the road, he bent to Maxie's mounds and inhaled deeply enjoying the warm muskiness before he gently bit a firm rubbery cheek, Maxie gurgled around Anwar's tool letting James know he loved it. James licked the closed cleavage starting at the tailbone and working all the way down to those delectable low hanging balls. Maxie moaned and swallowed Anwar to the wiry black pubes making him gasp in ecstasy. James pulled apart Maxie's glorious meaty cheeks and licked at his pink portal, that sweet musky rosebud twitched and went into spasms of delight.

James knew Maxie was on fire and needed his hose to put the conflagration out, he spat on his hand swabbing saliva as he wanked his stiff 6incher, then kneeling behind Maxie he probed the cleft searching for that enchanting entrance; his cock crown settled into the quivering muscle as he grasped Maxie's hips pulling him back as he thrust in. Maxie's loud moan muffled by Anwar's throat filling fucker was music to James' ears, the sound of lustful approval egged him on and he thrust fully inside the burning hot slick mushiness that was Maxie's bowels. James paused deeply inside his lover feeling those rectal muscles caressing and working on his invading tool as Maxie's bowels tried to expel him.

James began moving side to side and in and out sending his eager tool into every part of Maxie's hot insides, the flared corona of his glans rubbed and massaged the swollen nub of Maxie's excited prostate, his lover humped and heaved against his thrusts while gulping on Anwar's eager erection, Anwar was close his thin body heaving as sweat beaded his face, he clutched Maxie's head his fingers locked in the golden hair as he rammed bruisingly into those soft puffy lips swollen by the pounding prick. Maxie felt his mate's cock swelling in his throat and he redoubled his frantic sucking trying to vacuum the sperm from Anwar's tight nuts. Anwar grunted a strangled cry as his balls exploded like a bomb, cum boiled and burst from those tortured orbs to gush into Maxie's gulping gullet, while James too erupted spewing teen lava inside the convulsing colon flooding Maxie's rear end with his hot seed.

Maxie fired off in unison as he swallowed Anwar's offering and received all James could produce, his spasming stiff schlong spurted and spewed, pearly jizz spattered on Anwar's thighs and the coach seat below Maxie trembling torso. The three lads slowly sagged and semi flaccid cocks slid wetly from Maxie's orifices, Maxie laid his sweaty head on Anwar's lap as James pulled away ans sat there breathing heavily his hot breath steaming up the cool window glass.

Maxie slid around and lay there with his feet on the floor with his cargo pants round his feet as he slowly regained his senses, Anwar tucked his wet dick away and zipped up his jeans while staring unseeingly up the coach's aisle. James reached down and pulled up Maxie's clothing and tidied his boy friend up before bending down and pressing his lips to Maxie's and sending his tongue inside Maxie's mouth tasting Anwar's tangy juice, they kissed until Maxie moved and sat up in the seat looking slightly dazed with cum stains on his chin. All three lads were emotionally and physically exhausted and leaning against each other they dropped off to sleep as the coach rumbled on towards London.

Early in the morning our intrepid travellers awoke as the bus ground to a halt in the London terminal, the passengers awoke and stretching cramped limbs looked through the windows at the awakening city. The door opened and the people shuffled to get off and collect their baggage from the bins below the floor, the cool morning air causing shivers after the warmly heated coach. Maxie, James and Anwar stood together looking about them at the city wondering just where to go.

To be continued...