Big Brother Australia Reunion

Big Brother Australia Reunion

By

Nick Alias Pizza Boy

NOTE: This story is purely fictional and doesn't imply anything about the sexuality of Blair, Johnnie, Peter, Gordon and Ben of Big Brother Australia.

Big Brother Australia is a copyright and trademark of Network Ten and Endemol Entertainment.

CHAPTER ONE:

Ever since everybody had left the house after Ben's victory and Blair's second place, there has been a strong will to meet again, this time under normal conditions. But nobody had some time off so the reunion couldn't take place before the official one, the one filmed for television.

After a tiring and turbulent flight from Victoria, Blair arrived in Sydney with only one wish: sleep. Though the producers had booked them full-equiped suites at the Sydney Hilton, Blair somehow felt he should stop at Johnnie's place before doing anything. When he knew someone in a place he visited, Blair always went to see his friends as he arrived on location and this time would be no exception, he had said to himself.

So he took a cab to reach Johnnie's appartment. It was nearly dinnertime, which meant there were much more chances for Johnnie to be at home even if Blair wasn't attempting to invite himself at his table.

• YES?? shouted a voice when he rang the bell.

• It's me, Blair, dude!

• BLAIR! exclaimed Johnnie. COME IN!

Johnnie ran to open the door and the ex-housemates jumped in each other's arms at the first sight. Being isolated with nine strangers created tensions, but also unbreakable links.

• I expected you here but not that early, grinned the fitness trainer as he brought his guest to the living room.

• Ah well, I didn't want to arrive at last minute in Sydney. My plane landed some two hours ago. I'm just fuckin' tired now.

• Dude, make yourself at home. If you want to take a nap, have it.

• No, no, I'll be all right. Don't worry.

The guys sat in the living room and began talking on how their lives had changed since Big Brother. At every sentence, Blair felt the weight of tiredness getting heavier and heavier. Without realising it, his eyes closed for a second when Johnnie went to check at the dinner in the kitchen.

When Blair's eyes re-opened, he found himself in the dark. Still fully dressed, he was laid on the leather couch of Johnnie's living room and covered by a thin wool blanket. His watch indicating 3:25am, the 20-year old swapped side and quickly returned to his dreams. This wasn't the first time such situation happened so there was nothing to be worried.

Some two hours ago, he was awoken a second time by noise made by Johnnie in the kitchen. Having slept enough, Blair quickly got out of his bed and joined his host, which was dressing the breakfast table bare butt.

• Hey...

Johnnie returned, having forgotten Blair.

• Morning dude. Excuse me man, I didn't think you were here so I didn't bother dressing up for breakfast.

Blair grinned, then he asked if he could take a shower after he noticed Johnnie's hairs were wet.

• Sure, by this time I'll get a pair of undies and we'll have breakfast together.

On his way to his bedroom, Johnnie showed the bathroom to Blair, who went immediately.

Inside the bathroom, Blair first took notice of his morning erection when he had a piss. He did nothing to it, borrowed one of Johnnie's plastic razor to shave and then passed his toned and tanned body under the refreshing jets of water.

Doing everything barely took him more than ten minutes, as he didn't want to abuse of Johnnie's hospitality. Blair's luggages had been sent directly to the Hilton so he had nothing clean to wear around. So, he discreetely hid his underwears in his pocket and wore back his khaki pants with nothing under. For the rest, he opted for comfort and stayed shirtless and bare foot for the time he'd be with Johnnie.

Blair joined Johnnie at the table, who hadn't waited to eat.

• So, you slept well?

• I guess so. At least, it's better than an airplane seat.

Laughing, they continued their smart chat where they had left it the previous night.

As ten o'clock approached, Blair and Johnnie were still drinking their coffee and joking on their time in the house.

• Fuck, sorry Blair I gotta show up at the gym. I got a yoga session and I'm already so late. I'll return at about four this afternoon, but it'd be so nice if you stayed.

• Man, I'll be here. I didn't have any plan for the day.

• Ok, cool. See ya!

Johnnie litterally ran to work, leaving Blair with all the mess. But Blair felt he had been impolite towards his friend by falling asleep at his place without warning and so, he though clearning up for his host would be a nice plan.

For the whole morning and most of the afternoon, Blair classified Johnnie's papers, passed the vaccum cleaner, put some order in the cupboards and cleaned the bathroom. When he finally allowed himself to stop and sit down, he found nothing interesting on television and since Johnnie has no computer at home, he decided to search for something interesting in his impressive magazine collection.

If many were "regular" past editions of Newsweek, National Geographic and Times, a much larger part was gay-related. Blair wasn't surprised at all, having known Johnnie as openly gay since their first meeting. Not interested in any of the "regular mags", he looked in the gay ones without any problem. He deliberately avoided those with the most provocatives images of man-to-man sex - instead he checked the "society" ones and soon, an article titled "Straight Men Aren't As Straight As They Think" caught his attention.

Blair sat on the arm chair and started reading the results and in-depth analysis of a survey where heteosexual men were questionned on homosexual relationships. It was reported that more than 80% of the responding individuals affirmed to have had thoughts over gay sex but only a small percentage of these people had actually acted in the aftermath of these thoughts. The answers to the next question suggested that more than half of the interviewed men admitted they become aroused, at different levels, when they thought, saw or pictured gay sex. And an astonishing 95% had been able to name at least one person of their own gender they'd be interested to have sex with, even if only a small minority would actually go for it after a proposition. But this latest result increased significantly if the homosexual encounter would be proposed and/or take place when the suject was under the slight influence of drugs and/or alcohol.

Totally captivated by the study, Blair never heard Johnnie returning home.

• Looks like interesting, isn't it?

• Yeah, I'd have never thought this.

• And what's "this"?

Johnnie sure knew what was this article about but he was extremely curious into Blair's reaction. He had been wanting the sexy boy for so long, this now could be his chance to have him.

• Some searchers questionned hetero men about sex with other guys. Most confessed to have thought about it, a few even did it because they were too curious and most guys can in fact name others they'd have gay sex with.

• I agree, it's pretty interesting. But Blair, you shouldn't believe what these mags report. It may looks like science but it could be some gay guy who invented this whole survey just to provoke the readers a little. Haven't you noticed this is a pure gay mag? Johnnie lied, willing to start an argument on the question with Blair so that the truth would come out.

Blair took a couple of seconds to reflect. Yes, he easily remembered to have vaguely thought about gay sex, but bringing these thoughs to reality had never been in his plans and still aren't.

• Johnnie, I'd be a hell of a liar if I didn't tell you that I've once asked myself how it'd feel with another man but my curiousity had never been so strong that I wanted to try.

Johnnie stayed silent for a while before he replied. His desires for Blair may be very strong, he would never force anyone to have sex and especially not a straight man who could barely admit to himself he had wondered about the differences between both kinds of intercourses.

Then all of a sudden, Blair moved towards Johnnie who was seaten on the coffee table in front of him. Johnnie was caught by surprise but responded smoothly to the contact of Blair's lips on his own. But immediately, Blair backed off and broke the kiss.

• Sorry, I didn't mean to...

• It's no problem dude. Really.

• Really?

• Blair, in the case you'd like to explore any side of your curiousity, I'll be glad to help out. But in any case, I will NEVER force you. The decision is yours, Johnnie said, a hand on Blair's left knee.

• Man, I just...oh, whatever, fuck it!

Once again, Blair brough his lips on Johnnie's but this time, a passionate tongue-kiss resulted. Johnnie kept himself loose, leaving the lead to Blair. This way, he thought, Blair could back off at anytime if he felt uncomfortable.

Blair's hands went through Johnnie's chest and soon, he had unbuttonned his blue shirt to reveal his wife-beater. Topless, Johnnie teased his nipples a little while Blair stared at the muscular upper-body, buffed up by his daily workout which had ended less than an hour before. Blair caressed the little hairs on Johnnie's pecs before he began to lick, then suck, his nipples.

Johnnie suddently grabbed one of Blair's hands and put it on his bulging crotch. Blair felt the organ throbbing under his grip, which made his own cock stirring in his pants even more. He then unzipped the fly of Johnnie's jeans, the eight-and-a-half inch rod springing out instantly.

• Oh boy, suck me Blair.

Not so surprised, Blair didn't lose time in wondering what to do. After he had given a few strokes to Johnnie's vibrating member, he pulled the foreskin back and licked the head, which already dripped pre-cum. Then, Blair slowly got down on the shaft with his tongue before he took the whole cock deep inside his mouth.

Eyes closed, Johnnie moaned and licked his lips. He briefly thought about sliding a hand inside Blair's pants and play with the young man's cock but he quickly forgot it, unable to do so because Blair was still seaten, his chest bent down frontwards in order to perform the blowjob on Johnnie.

Blair's head continued to marvelously bob up and down on Johnnie's cock. The ex-Mr Gay Sydney couldn't believe he was being sucked better by a straight guy than he had been by some gays! For the time he was the holder of the title, Johnnie's appearances in designated bars always created lines of guys willing to please him with their mouths. One night, he was going to piss when a meaty jock approached him and asked to drink his urine even!

On his way to cum, Johnnie reached behind him and, without looking, pushed everything that was on the table on the floor. Half a second before he expelled his manly juices inside Blair's welcoming mouth, he laid on it and observed the sporty stud taking his first load. Johnnie normally prefered being licked clean afterwards but this time would be an exception.

• So, how was it?

• Well...I...

Blair grinned and pointed the frontside of his pants, where he had ejaculated while sucking. Under the soaked fabric, Johnnie could not miss he still sported a semi.

• I see it's pretty obvious you enjoyed it. And I hadn't even seen you touching yourself.

As if they had been watching a movie, they returned to their "normal duties". Johnnie got dressed back and he invited Blair to follow him in his bedroom to see if one of his pants could accomodate him for a couple of hours.

Inspite the relief of a sudden urge which was also a long-time curiousity, Blair walked towards Johnnie's room with apprehension. Ok, he had sucked his cock but now he didn't want to do anything more and hoped Johnnie would understand this.

• I think those jeans would fit on you, he said as he handed him over some old blue jeans he hadn't wore in a year.

Unsurprisingly, Johnnie was eyes wide open when Blair removed the dirty pants to put on the clean pair. Just before Blair zipped them, he knelt down and began to examinate Blair's beautiful cock and balls. Johnnie was really astonished by the greatness of these organs. Blair barely trimmed, removing not more than the curls of his pubes. Before letting his friend pull his fly up, he couldn't help himself and gently kissed the two large balls envelopped into a naturally-smooth sack.

• Blair, yours is one of these fine cocks we rarely get to see! I remember, in the house you told me and Sara-Marie that you felt a little shy of its seven inches but longer ones I have seen don't equal your equipment.

• Well..thank you Johnnie, and thank you also for letting me suck your cock, said a blusing Blair.

• It's really no problem for me Blair! I'll be glad to help you explore, and I'll repay you this blowjob. You don't know what's being sucked by another man.

Since he knew Ben would arrive for dinner, Johnnie suggested Blair jumped in a cab and went to change at his hotel. Grinning as they said goodbye, Blair knew Johnnie was already trying to get Ben into action.

CHAPTER TWO:

Blair returned from his hotel, where he had showered and changed. Ben wasn't arrived, so the backpack containing socks, a t-shirt and a pair of boxers he had brought in the case he stayed over didn't raise any doubts from anybody. Johnnie simply grinned, his usual mark.

After dressing the table for three, Johnnie reminded Blair that Peter and Gordon were most likely to arrive during the evening and Johnnie had promised he'd pick them up at the airport in the case they needed a lift.

A little before eight o'clock, Ben showed up at the door. The three men hugged warmly, having not seen each other for too long they agreed. Johnnie had difficulties to conceal his hard-on but it simply made Ben and Blair roll over the floor laughing.

It was a known fact that Ben and Blair together were the funniest guys on earth. More than once, Johnnie went near to wet his pants during dinner. Of course, the good wine and beer weren't helping their bladders - for Ben and Blair, because Johnnie would drink only after picking the guys up when they called.

Suddently, among the memories they racalled came out the hilarious penis race Ben and Blair had performed around the house one drunken night. Shorts down, they had run everywhere in the house at everybody's laughs.

It was nearly ten when Johnnie received a phone call from Peter. He and Gordon were at the airport, so Johnnie left the guys alone and left for the Sydney suburbs - being back in about an hour or so.

Ben and Blair had sobered up and couldn't stand still one minute. All of sudden, Ben came out with an idea.

• Hey Blair, why don't we do the penis race again here?

• Cool!

Few seconds were needed for the guys to arrange themselves ready. Blair removed his red shirt, black bermudas and grey socks. He kept his black tank top and dropped his grey boxer-shorts just upper to his knees. Ben simply had to take off his blue jeans and black socks before he pulled down his own grey boxer-shorts, identical to Blair's, at mid-thighs.

• 3, 2, 1, GO!

Holding each other by one hand, they ran and jumped all across Johnnie's small apartment. Eventually, their underwears fell off completely and they joyfully returned to sit in the living room with nothing below their navels.

The pair perpenticularly faced each other on two sofas. Their feet laid on the coffee tables between both couchs, they calmed down - keeping a little chat as Ben imitated Blair in gently touching his patch of pubes "downstairs".

• Ya know Blair, you're the only friend I have who's so shyless.

• Really? You're saying only me dares to show off my cock to everyone?

Blair bursted in laughs.

• I'd say that now, you aren't very shy yourself.

• That's the point man. I wouldn't be able to be in a living room almost naked with any of my other mates.

• Funny man, people are missing something. I just love that round butt!

Ben was sure Blair was kidding, though he made a point of feeling his ass cheeks. Then, unexpectedly, his cock grew at its full seven inches without warning. Blair's reaction was shocking for Ben, he took off his tank and, now naked, he approached him.

• Am I the only friend of yours who's ever dreamed of sucking your cock and fucking your amazing ass? Blair exclaimed, his own penis now expanding.

• I got no idea, but at least you're the first one to tell me!

The next minute, the two guys found themselves fondling each other's gorgeous bodies on Johnnie's large waterbed. Blair seemed to like Ben's small patch of chest hairs on his pecs and then lining down to his cock. If Blair was fit and toned, Ben for his part was lean but had little definition.

Ben gasped in dismay as he observed Blair sinking his engorged cock into his mouth and throat. His first reaction was to lay and enjoy but he soon got curious on how Blair felt at giving blowjobs so he gladly repaid the favor to his partner, turning the scene into a hot 69.

For Ben, this moment marked his first sex in months. His daily handjobs never seemed to satisfact him so this was no surprise to shoot a big load in the first few minutes. He was a little disapointed he couldn't hold it longer but very pleased to cum directly inside Blair's mouth, something no girl had ever allowed him to.

Next, Blair retreated from Ben's mouth.

• Ben, gimme your ass boy!

Still laid on his back on the bed, Ben lifted his legs in the air and put them against Blair's shoulders. Blair's cock, extremely well-lubed by the pre-cum it oozed, slowly slid up inside Ben's asshole. The first seconds were quite painful but Ben trusted Blair more than anyone else so he let his friend penetrate his anus without any fear. As soon as his anal conduct loosened, pleasure replaced pain.

• Oh yeah Blair, fuck me!!!!

And Blair did so. Not for long though, his cock being already worked up enough to shoot a good load at anytime.

Masturbating himself while Blair thrusted his rod deep into his ass for the last times, Ben soon returned to the actual point of orgasm. When he took notice, Blair simply stopped to move and kept erection in-between the two firm cheeks.

That move was too much asked. They stayed still for a second or two, looking into each other's eyes deeply as their bodies tightened and cum spurted out of their cocks like no tomorrow.

• mmmmmm....Ben gasped as Blair laid by his side and hugged him tightly.

• Shall I conclude Mr Ben liked this? asked Blair in a rare serious moment.

• No, I didn't like it...I LOVED!!!! BLAIR, THAT WAS AWESOME DUDE!!!!! he shouted.

Ben was to thank Blair with a kiss when his move was interrupted by footsteps and voices in the hallway which were Johnnie's, Peter's and Gordon's, undoubtly.

• Quick!

They litterally jumped out of bed and ran into the living room where their clothes laid on the carpet. Just as the door opened, Blair buckled up his belt.

CHAPTER THREE:

• Hey! Hey! Hey!

At the second Peter and Gordon followed Johnnie inside, everyone formed a circle for a group hug. Johnnie was the one who broke it when he went to get beers for his four guests.

Returning to the living room, he joined Peter on one sofa. Gordon and Ben were on the other and Blair had taken the crawling chair. Obviously, the guys were very eager to talk about what has happened to them ever since they entered the celebrity world.

Just as Gordon started speaking about possible modelling contracts in New Zealand, Blair began joking at him that it must be nude modelling.

• Come on Donkey Boy! he called him, using the nickname his giant cock had given him in the house.

• I've had some ass shots of mine in a mag, plus those we did with you Peter and Johnnie.

• Better pose nude in a mag than tease the teenage pussies on Neighbours! laughed Peter, and so did everyone.

• Hey you, watch out with your words! replied Blair, targeted by the comment.

Only a few beers were drank but the guys were pretty tired by their travelling. Blair and Johnnie were excluded of course but they didn't say a word when Gordon, Ben and Peter excused themselves to go to bed. Actually, they decided to go as well.

Needless to say, five guys who turned crazy once put together don't have calm bedtimes even if their claim to be tired as hell.

Troubles, if they can be called so, started when Johnnie informed everyone that even though he was more than pleased to keep his four friends staying overnight, he didn't have enough place for all of them.

• Are you kidding? Look at that huge bed!!!! shouted Peter as he and Ben litterally jumped on Johnnie's.

Blair joined his mates and so did Johnnie, though he still couldn't believe his friends were serious about all sharing his bed.

Starting with Johnnie, the guys went to shower one by one. Back in the room, they either laid or sat next to each other on the large waterbed and none of them had bothered dressing. They were all wearing towels around their waists and nothing else.

The last to shower was Gordon. As they could hear him singing under the water, Ben slowly and discretely slid one of his hands under Blair's towel - between his legs.

• Johnnie, how many guys had sex in this bed?

• hhmmmm, good question. Not that I'm a whore, don't get that wrong please.

I'd say 10.

Grinning, Ben caught Johnnie by surprise when he began jerking Blair off. Pinching himself, Johnnie hadn't even had enough time to realise it was really happening that Ben got down on the wonderful shaft to suck it.

By this time, Gordon had finished showering and found extremely strange to not hear noise coming from the bedroom. Oh well, he thought, they're asleep.

What the shock he had when he opened the door. Some ten feet in front of him, in Johnnie's bedroom whose door was still wide open, he found Ben and Blair sucking each other next to Johnnie and Peter who had also gotten into a 69.

A few seconds later, the two couples had the surprise to see Gordon crashing between both. He was still wet, completely naked and for the first time, they could see how big Donkey Boy got once excited. Laying on his firm stomach was his 14-inch uncut tentpole, dying to receive some attention.

The usual settings were changed by Gordon's arrival. Blair eventually found himself sandwiched, his cock sucked greatly by Gordon while Ben used his hole to give a try at rimming. On the other edge of the bed, Johnnie used all his skills to please Gordon orally at the same time Peter self-learned about blowjobs by giving one to Johnnie.

• Ok Peter, I wanna make ya my little straight slut! On your knees pussy boy, ordered Gordon.

Peter "obeyed", quite turned on by the sudden rough side of Donkey Boy. Everyone thought Gordon was gonna kill him when he slowly spread his round cheeks apart and managed to penetrate his amazingly white ass as Johnnie forced him to go down on his cock.

• Wow, look...he loves it!!! exclaimed Ben, pointing Peter's erection to Blair.

What the guys didn't know was that Peter had been so horny and sexually-frustrated in the past months, he'd have done anything to get his rocks off. mmm..that was part of the anything!

Ben and Blair laid on their side, next to Peter. They then went under him and each began licking one side of his aching cock. Seeing this, Johnnie started working up their rods with his hands at a very slow pace.

Slowly but surely, the five hunks approached orgam closer and closer. They breathed heavily, their heartbeats went faster and faster, their muscles tightened and then, the five rock-hard cocks exploded, shooting some of the biggest loads they had ever seen.

Now laying on the bed, holding each other, Ben, Blair, Johnnie, Peter and Gordon stay silent and were slowly falling asleep...

• At least I didn't need to use viagra to get all of this, joked Johnnie.

• And the night is young, man. You ain't seen nothing yet! responded Gordon.

But whatever happened later would have satisfact each of them. They had had what they wanted, a very special camera-less reunion to tell each other how much their stay in the house had created strong links. However, it continued the next morning, another story...

THE END

I've "dried" all my inspiration for these five guys. Hope you liked it and be sure to find more stuff from me soon.

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