Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Home and Away actors featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Seven Network, Australia.
*A couple of chapters ago I outlined how I would write Hunter out of Home and Away as Scott Lee is leaving the show in real life. But this is my story and therefore I can bring him back here. In my soap-meets-sex style, what drama will his return cause...
Hunter had miraculously recovered from his hit and run accident. But life was anything but getting back on track. He found himself in a familiar situation: bound, gagged and blindfolded; locked away in the boot of a moving car. He was being kidnapped, but who was behind it and why? He ruled out the obvious suspects: Tank's target was VJ the night of the accident; and if anything he'd want to keep Hunter around to distance VJ from Zac...Vinnie wasn't so obsessed with him that he'd attempt a second abduction...the Morgans had settled their score with him...and the stuff with Drew was long over...
Confined and alone in the dark, there was nothing to do but think. Figuring out the identity of his kidnapper was just the tip of the iceberg. He'd returned just in time to see Ash using baby V3 to bribe VJ into a relationship with him; seducing him with the idea of seeing V3 again all the time as they raised him together as his dads. As Ash quickly found, he was not as equipped to singlehandedly raise his nephew as he first thought. And uncle Patrick was useless. VJ was on the fence, conflicted by the love he still felt for Hunter. Ash put it to him bluntly: who meant more to him - his (supposedly) medically brain dead husband or the baby he once believed was his? When VJ still couldn't answer him, Ash fucked him to help him make up his mind. Hunter couldn't watch VJ slip away from him again and left, only to be intercepted by a hooded figure. For a second he thought Ash may have arranged it, then realised that was impossible as nobody was even aware he was back in the bay...or so he thought...
Eventually the car stopped. He heard footsteps: at least two or three sets; then the boot being opened. Finally, answers. He was sat upright and his blindfold removed. It was Saxon - a bully Hunter had kicked off the basketball team a few months ago. As Hunter looked around to suss out his whereabouts, he noticed Saxon's accomplice - his older brother Skooter...then a second victim: VJ. Like Hunter, he was bound and forced to sit beneath a tree. But he'd been stripped fully naked. Although he had faith Hunter would wake up, he was shocked to see him then and there. But for now his questions had to be pushed to the back of his mind.
"Bet you thought getting me kicked off the basketball team would stop me having some fun with the coach." Saxon began. "But I'm not going to miss out on the action...I'm going to fuck your man...while you have the pleasure of watching him take my big 8" inch cock up his hot ass..." He continued, smugly taunting Hunter. Hunter grumbled something indecipherable beneath his gag as he thrashed about trying to break free. But it was no use.
Saxon laughed nastily as Skooter yanked VJ up by his rope and deliberately and exaggeratedly molested VJ's muscles just to make Hunter's blood boil.
"Fuck off! Stop it! Just leave us alone!" VJ pleaded.
"Did he just ask us to stop?" Saxon asked Skooter sarcastically.
"I didn't hear anything." He replied. "You know, I heard you can't rape a faggot coz they can't say no!"
"Good to know man." Saxon laughed wickedly as he high-fived Skooter.
"That's not funny. It's disgusting. Just like you pigs!" VJ spat.
"Awwwwwww...we're not pigs." Saxon said, feigning offence. "Would pigs let you say a few last words to your so-called `husband' before we teach you bum-buddies a lesson?"
"I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..." VJ said, tears welling in his eyes as he knew Hunter would be hurt by what was about to unfold. This was the Drew situation all over again, but more sinister. Definitely the reunion neither of them wanted.
"Mmmmmmmmmmm....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...love that fucking tight ass around my huge thick cock....ohhhhhhhhhh yeah....I'm gonna drill you sooooooooooooo deep..." Saxon moaned as he invaded VJ.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." VJ moaned in a natural, knee-jerk reaction to being penis-plugged.
"Sounds like he's enjoying it already." Skooter taunted; looking at Hunter as he withered about in frustration and discomfort. He then turned back to VJ. "You think you want us to stop, but that's not what your cock says!"
It was true - VJ's dick had become stiff as a board; his piss slit releasing a drop of pre-cum with each passing throb. After the first few minutes he relaxed into the uninvited ramming, secretly beginning to enjoy it.
"Mmmmmmmm...ommmmmmmmm..." Skooter and VJ moaned into each other's mouth's as they kissed.
"Fuck...can't wait to get those juicy lips wrapped around our cocks!" Skooter teased as he slapped Saxon on the shoulder. He then grabbed VJ's cock and frenziedly jerked him.
"Bet you're gonna cum the biggest load of your life!" He enthused, before kneeling down and licking it provocatively; deliberately drawing out the motion to ensure Hunter didn't miss a nano-second of the savouring.
Hunter could only communicate with his eyes; and they were shooting daggers as Skooter shamelessly swallowed VJ's meat.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...fuck your sexy shlong tastes soooooo good...far too good for the Huntsman..." Skooter taunted as he eyed Hunter vindictively.
Hunter hated to admit it, but he too began to become turned on by the banished brothers messing with his man. He was so hard inside his pants - what he wouldn't give just to have his cock freed, even if he couldn't touch it. What began as torture remained torture...but in a good way as it became erotic...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck...prepare to be bred, big boy...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...that's it...shut up and take my jizz....fuck...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..shit....." Saxon moaned as he finally experienced the initiation process he was robbed of. Revenge never felt so good.
"Tell me when you're gonna cum!" Saxon demanded VJ.
"Soon...I'm close...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...any second now....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...NOW..."
Skooter pulled up Hunter's shirt as VJ saturated his stomach in hot spunk from his massive elephant's trunk.
Hunter went even crazier with lust as he watched VJ's cream ooze down over his tenting crotch; feeling it as it soaked through the fabric...through his underwear...and over his raging boner. Fuck it felt good. But it wasn't relief time for him yet as Skooter pushed VJ next to Hunter, lifted his legs and plunged his pole into his messy, dripping hole.
It was unbearable for Hunter - VJ was right next him getting fucked by an enemy as his palpitating penis was on the verge of a violent shattering. Then Saxon had to go and start sucking VJ...forget touching...forget being freed...Hunter himself had never needed a blowjob like yesterday so bad in his life...
Seeing VJ being used was just the entree. After Skooter drove them all to an abandoned cabin, it was time for Hunter to feel him getting banged. Hunter, still bound, was forced to lie face down in a bed while VJ was laid horizontally across his back. As the brothers tag teamed VJ, Hunter felt every powerful thrust through VJ's vibrating body as they smashed his hole. Which made him feel the burning pain as his cock, pressed tightly against the mattress as he was weighed down, was still deprived of attention as it achingly pounded. And hearing every moan...every kiss...happening right on top of his ordinarily strong but now powerless body, made it even worse...
Still not content Hunter had suffered enough, the guys stretched Hunter's arms above his head and suspended him from a beam before making him watch them stuff VJ's mouth with their cocks as they worked to pump out yet another load into him...
Once they jizzed, they pulled down Hunter's pants. Not out of sympathy, but as their final act of torture.
"Don't even think about telling us you hated us having our way with your man, coz your load won't lie!" Saxon taunted as he and Skooter took turns jerking Hunter's cock.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Hunter moaned uncontrollably in sheer relief as he was finally able to get off, even at the hands of his kidnappers...
The guys laughed as Hunter continuously shot load after excessive load; drowning VJ in even more hot, sticky man muck than VJ had mustered up earlier.
"See? That wasn't so bad now was it!"
The guys continued laughing as they drove away, leaving VJ and Hunter to get themselves untied and back into town...
The truth about Hunter's accident was finally revealed; leaving Zac beyond furious that his partner Tank could be so willing and capable of hurting his former step-son VJ and his son Hunter. Inspired by his `ordeal', VJ helped Zac concoct Tank's punishment...
Tank had just finished showering one morning when Zac brought his handcuffs into the bathroom and secured him to the towel rail. But instead of Zac getting kinky with him, in came VJ. Tank was like an angry beast tugging at the cuffs as he was forced to watch VJ fuck Zac...then Zac fuck VJ; his worst nightmare as he feared the strong bond they shared.
"Get a room guys....just get the fuck outta here...if you's wanna fuck do it where I don't have to watch you...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!" Tank roared. The plan was working...
"Should you tell him or will I?" Zac asked VJ.
"I'll do the honours." VJ replied. "I'm sorry...well actually I'm not...but Zac and I have decided to be together. So you're gonna have to pack your bags and piss off."
Tank just seethed. After a few moments of suspense, Zac and VJ cracked up laughing. "Gotcha!"
"Don't you fucking do that to me again!" Tank roared, unimpressed.
"Well don't try to kill me again. Or we just might." VJ teased as he kissed Zac and left...