Brad Willis Finds More Than His Daughter
Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality / personal lives of the actors who portray the Neighbours characters featured. These characters are not my own, but belong to Freemantle Media Australia, who produce Neighbours for Channel 11 Australia.
This could be it; the moment Brad Willis finally finds his long-lost daughter with Lauren Turner. As Brad waited for Mrs Smith, the woman believed to have adopted the baby 20 years ago, to answer the door, his mind wandered back to last night. His kiss with Lauren. How he had secretly hoped it would lead to more. Although he cared deeply for Lauren, his high sex-drive left him severely craving some action. At this point he could do just about anyone.
After what seemed like forever, the door opened.
"Can I help you?" a voice spoke, as Brad was greeted by an incredibly hot, gorgeous young man. It was quickly established that he was Mrs Smith's son, Ethan, and that he lived in the house; his mother only being the registered owner. Although Ethan was unwilling to help Brad with his enquiries, Brad gave him Lauren's number anyway in the hopes Mrs Smith would get in contact.
As Brad walked away, Ethan called out to him. "You've obviously come a long way, and it's hot out there. I'll get you a cold drink. Come in." Brad was more than happy to accept, checking out Ethan's impressive physique as he followed him inside. Ethan's white singlet top showed off buff, muscular arms; and Brad couldn't wait to see more. He knew he could make something happen, often seducing hot young studs at the gym, and the occasional random hottie attending his new yoga classes. Although he was horny enough to not care who got him off, Ethan being so fucking hot was a massive boner...err bonus.
Ethan was clearly as keen as Brad, eyeing him up seductively as they drank. "Sorry I can't help, but if there's anything I can do, just ask." Ethan said, trying to be polite while gradually hinting at something more.
"I might just take you up on that." Brad replied.
"No time like the present." Ethan responded, getting ready to make his move. "Let's get more comfortable" he said, lifting off his singlet. The lust in Brad's eyes and the hard bulge in his jeans were more than enough of a signal, and Ethan continued, slowly unbuttoning Brad's shirt before pulling it off.
"Fuck you're hot for an old guy" Ethan said, running his hands over Brad's fit torso. Although Brad was probably about 20 yrs older than Ethan, he didn't consider himself old, but knew Ethan meant it as a compliment.
"Hey, I bet this old dog could show you a thing or two!" Brad teased.
"Go on then" Ethan replied as their lips met and the two guys wriggled out of their lower half clothing. Continuing to kiss, Brad pushed Ethan towards the couch. Ethan fell on it backwards as Brad climbed over him in a 69 position and fed his big hard dick down Ethan's inviting throat. Brad jerked Ethan's cock for a few moments, admiring its thickness and length before taking it into his hot mouth.
As if they read each other's minds, both guys got up and started kissing again. This time Ethan took charge and shoved Brad onto another couch in the room. Brad was breathing heavily from the excitement of it all and was by no means puffed out, but appreciated the brief moment to catch his breath while Ethan quickly vanished into his bedroom.
Ethan returned with a tube of lube and Brad knew what was coming next as Ethan slicked up Brad's dick. Ethan then stood on the couch and squatted himself down on Brad's pole and thrusted while the kissing resumed. As Ethan manoeuvred his ass up, down and all around Brad's fuck stick, he ran his hands through Brad's semi-long hair, cradling his head as their tongues fought against each other; hot breath passing between them.
Ethan got up to reposition himself, this time his muscled back against Brad's hard chest as he lowered himself back onto Brad's cock. Ethan's legs were spread wide and hung over the top of Brad's, his feet barely reaching the floor as Brad thrust hard and fast up into him from underneath.
Ethan's body arched in pleasure as he lent back, and Brad lent forward, to kiss once again. At the same time, Brad played with Ethan's nipples before his hands cupped his firm pecs, then slid their way over this tight abs, before moving down to wank Ethan's cock.
Before long, Ethan could feel himself ready to erupt. As an athletic stud he usually had plenty of stamina and restraint, but before he could ask Brad to suck and swallow him, a sea of thick, hot, gooey cum spurted from the tip of the fat, juicy head of the luscious 9" dick and landed all over the coffee table, dribbling down onto the rug under it, and ending on the floor just in front of the couch. It was just a load of cum, but something about the mess it had made stimulated Brad that extra little bit and he too sent shot after shot of creamy goodness into Ethan.
"Wow. Just wow." Ethan panted.
"Wow indeed. Whew. That was just what I needed." Brad replied breathlessly.
The two hunks cleaned up their mess and shared a shower before Brad was on his way.
"You know, Ethan, I'm going to be in Adelaide for another day or two..."
"About that. Why don't you stay here?" Ethan offered.
"Hell yes." Bread replied as he took Ethan in his arms and the fun started all over again.