Tyler Moon was furious. No, he wasn't furious. He was raging. And he took all his anger out on the unknowing punchbag, continously bashing it. How dare she? How dare Whitney dump him. Him, Tyler Moon, Sex God of Walford, for FAT BOY. Fucking Fat Boy.
That hurt.
So, whilst he was violently taking his temper out on the punchbag, imagining said object was Fatboy's face, he couldn't help but ponder why the fuck she would dump him. He was gorgeous. Anyone would be lucky to date him. He was handsome, great in the sack and had a semi decent job. He just couldn't understand what on earth possessed the obviously crazy teenager to dump his fine ass for someone who couldn't actually speak the English language properly. It was a mind boggling state of affairs.
If Tyler was being honest with himself, it wasn't actually the fact he got dumped that was the problem. Sure, he was a bit shocked at the whole thing. But come on? Dumping him for Fatboy was just the ultimate sin. Tyler was gorgeous and Fatboy.. just wasn't. Maybe it was his personality that was appealing? But since was Chav attractive? No, it couldn't have been that. Maybe Fatboy was hung? Tyler actually laughed out loud at that. Because that was just ludicrous.
Tyler was so into the beating of the punchbag that he failed to acknowledge that he had company.
"Whoa there" a voice said and it made Tyler jump slightly. He seazed the punching for a moment to look up at the voice.
"Hi Christian" Tyler said, nodding and acknowleding Christian Clarke's presence. "Just working out a little".
"Right" Christian smiled as he took in the sight before him. Tyler was shirtless, he abs glistening with sweat following the frenzied attack on the punchbag. Kid looked good, he couldn't deny that. "And who's face are you imagining?"
Tyler laughed. "That obvious?" he asked. He stepped forward a bit and walked over to his bag, pulling out a bottle of water.
"Indeed" Christian continued to smile. "We've all been there. Taking out our anger on this rather amazing object".
"It helps" Tyler smirked "Without this punchbag, I imagine Fatboy would be a wreck on the floor right about now".
"And wouldn't that just be a tragedy?" Christian commented to which Tyler laughed. "This spells woman trouble".
Tyler sighed. He rubbed his hand down his sweaty abs, not failing to notice that Christian was quite obviously checking him out. Cool. "Whitney Dean" he spoke "Dumped me". He paused for a moment and sighed. "For Fatboy" he said dryly.
"Ouch" Christian spoke "That must have dented the ego a little".
"Yes, just a little" Tyler replied. Tyler hadn't really noticed before how fit Christian actually was. Christian was just the token gay guy beforehand, but actually looking at him in his tight fitted vests, man had muscles. And it was actually quite attractive. For an older man, and Tyler was assuming that Christian must have been in his mid 30's, he sure took after his body.
There was silence for a moment. Neither not what to say and the tension was obvious. So Tyer decided to break the awkward silence. "How's Syed?" he asked, bringing Christian's boyfriend in the conversation.
"I wouldn't know" Christian sighed "He's back home visiting his grandparents. They don't know his a gay". He speechmarked the word gay. "I'll hear from him once he gets settled though. I hope".
"How long has he gone for?" Tyler asked. It was only after he said it he realised how incredibly nosey and rude that was off him to ask. Maybe Christian might pummel him.
"4 months" was the reply.
"Shit, dude" Tyler commented "That's some harsh shit".
"It's shit indeed" Christian replied "But hey, A man's got a right hand, right? So not all is lost".
Tyler laughed at that. But then had a thought. An erotic thought that caused a slight movement in his shorts. He was looking at ways to get over Whitney and what better then being fucked by the local gay hunk? Tyler wasn't gay. He didn't like labels. At the end of the day, we're all just humans who need organic sexual gratificatian. And be that from a cock or a pussy, it still turned him on.
"I'm going for a shower- Your more then welcome to join me. You know, wash me back?" Tyler spoke. Turning on the charm.
Christian had a pokerface on. Whatever emotion he had right now, he wasn't showing nothing.
Tyler began walking away. But then turned back around, gave Christian a wink, and turned back around again.
When he arrived in the locker room of the boxing gym, he didn't actually expect Christian to follow him into the lockerroom. He knew that Christian loved Syed and probably wasn't going to drop all that for a quick fuck with the local prettyboy. But just as he was about to pull down his shorts, the door opened behind him. Turning around, Christian stood there, arms folded, with emotion on his face that Tyler couldn't read.
"You came" Tyler smirked. He pulled out his Lynx showergel from his bag and smirked.
"What are you playing at?" Christian asked "Your not gay. And you fully well know that I love Syed".
Tyler shrugged. "Love is love. Sex is sex, init". He paused for a moment, and licked his bottom lip seductively.
Christian looked shocked at the thought. "What the fuck man?"
"Let me spell it out for you, because you obviously haven't got a clue" Tyler spoke. "I want sex with you, right here, right now, get it?" and whilst he said it, he pulled down his gym shorts.
Tyler, of course, was commando.
Christian took in the sight before him. Here was a 22 year old fucking gorgeous lad, offering him no strings sex, and he was considering turning it down? This wasn't Christian.
Tyler took his semi erect cock into his hand. "What do you think of my member Chriatian, is this white chocolate bigger then Syed's?"
Despite himself, Christian felt himself stirring in his own jogging bottoms. His cock was such a fucking traitor. And this did not go unacknowledged by Tyler.
"Looks like Little Christian wants to meet Little Tyler" he grinned.
"There's nothing little about me" Christian deadpanned.
Tyler walked over to Christian, and pushed him against the lockers. "You talk to much". He took in Christian's face and breathed into his ear. "And your wearing far too many clothes".
Tyler unzipped Christian's hoodie jacket and was pleased to see he was shirtless underneath it. "Came prepared I see".
Christian didn't react. He couldn't react. He didn't want this, he loved Syed.
Tyler upped the ante. He grabbed Christian's cock and grinned. "Your right", he was still whispering into Christian's ear, his hot breath trickling Christians neck. "There's nothing little about you".
Fuck it. Christian was only human and there was no way he was getting out of this lockerroom without tasting Tyler's cock. But he was going to be in charge, no way was a fucking 22 year old chav going to control him. He grabbed Tyler's bare shoulders and turned him around, slamming him into the lockers.
"You want sex?" Christian groaned, Tyler's hand still fondling his now pretty much rock hard cock. "I'll show you sex".
The hoodie jacket that Christian was wearing soon dropped to the floor, making no noise as it did so, and Tyler had began stroking Christian's tender nipple. He soon replaced his finger with his tounge, sensually sucking on the sensitive bodypart, making Christian groan in ways he hadn't groaned before.
Christian grabbed Tyler's head and pushed it against the locker. This turned Tyler on even more. "Like it rough, huh?" Tyler breathed "Perfect".
Christian didn't reply. Instead, he shoved his mouth against Tyler's, who willinging opened his own mouth up, allowing Christian's long tounge to explore inside. Whilst they snogged hard, and fast, bouth tounges exploring eachothers, Tylers hand had found its way back to Christians cock. His own cock was now fully erect and pressed against Christian's perfectly toned thigh. He slid his hand underneath the waistband of Christian's jogging bottoms and palmed his cock through the material of his boxer shorts. Christian certainly wasn't lying when he said he wasn't little, man was packing some huge manmeat inside his shorts. Christian seized the kissing, and roughly sucked on Tyler's neck. God it would mark, but right now he couldn't care. This shit felt so fucking good.
Tyler left Christians cock for a moment. And as the older stud continued to treat his neck like it was an icecream, he run his cold, sweaty hand up Christian's torso and appreciated every muscle. His chest was hairy, which was just too hot to describe, and he had pecs that most athletes would kill for. From the groaning that Christian was making, he obviously appreciated Tyler's approval of his body.
Christian continued to press against the Moon lad. Tyler was so hard right now, he didn't think he'd ever been this hard before in his life. And he'd been with many, many girls. He couldn't help but think that he should have tried this whole gay thing earlier. Christian breathed against Tyler's ear and spoke. "I'm going to fucking ruin your arse".
And Tyler was pretty sure that if Christian continued to dirtytalk like that, he'd fucking bust a load all over Chriatian's leg right now.
"But first" Christian spoke. He pulled away from Tyler and looked down at his erect member. "I'm going to take your pretty cock in my mouth and show you what you've been missing".
"Fuck yes" Tyler groaned and Christian pushed him against the locker again. He sucked hard on Tyler's neck whilst slowly tossing his 7 inch cock, making Tyler moan like a dog on heat. Dropping to his knees, Christian looked up at Tyler and winked.
"I'm about to show you how to really suck a cock. Get some tips Ty cos I imagine that you will be doing this to someone pretty soon". Christian took the cock into his hand, and slowly licked the tip of Tyler's average sized cock, tasting the cock with his teasing tounge. Making Tyler make all sorts of incoherent noises.
Tyler backed up against the locker. So hard. Girls had never treated his cock like it was actually something, they just took in thier mouths and couldn't wait for the whole ordeal to be over. But Christian.. Christian seemed to relish it. And it was such a fucking turn on.
Christian took one of Tyler's balls into his mouth, sucking on the teste. He eyed Tyler who had his eyes close, obviously appreciating the goodness that was Christian's mouth. Abananding the testicles, Christian went in for the kill and slowly placed Tyler's manmeat into his mouth, taking his time to swallow the cock whole. Tyler actually groaned a 'fuckkk' at this which had Christian stirring in his own jogging bottoms. He'd have to release his cock from it's cage soon, because damn, it was hurting to be this hard. Tyler grabbed Christian's hair and pushed his head further down the cock. Tyler let out a appreciative groan at how good it felt and realised that Christian didn't even gag.
Man, he sure knew what he was doing.
Whilst sucking on Tyler, Christian run his hand up Tyler's leg and thigh. He had good thighs, not perfect like his, but with a little more work they'd be awesome. He continued to take the cock in his mouth, sucking on his cock like he hadn't eaten for months.
Tyler looked down at Christian, who even with a mouthful of cock, Tyler could see was smiling. Tyler didn't even know what smiling was right now. Infact, what was life? All he could think about was, damn, this was some good blowjob.
Christian decided to up the ante. After running his hand up Tyler's thigh, he pushed a single finger into the tight arse of the Moon lad, which left Tyler literally shaking with ectasty.
"Oh my actual fuckkk" Tyler groaned as Christian pushed the finger into Tylers arse again. It didn't take long. With Christian's expert, wet mouth wrapped around his cock doing magic and the fingering, Tyler was soon cumming hard down Christian's thought. Tyler was pretty sure he looked a mess right now, incoherent noises and load groans, but he couldn't give a shit. He'd never came this hard before in his life.
Christian took all the cum with expertise. He didn't even flinch as the hot, sticky goodness hit his throat and just swallowed like a pro. For a few moments, neither said anything. Tyler was getting all his senses back whilst Christian stood up. He pulled down his own jogging bottoms and Tyler actually gasped when he saw the magnificent cock that Christian was hiding. He wasn't small. He wasn't big. He was huge. Like. Wow. That is going to cause some serious tears.
And it made Tyler instantly hard again.
"Ready to be fucked?" Christian asked. He was palming his own cock. Tyler was pretty sure that Christian was some sort of monster because the size of that cock and the size of them balls- he couldn't be real, could he?
"Fuck yes" Tyler groaned. He'd been fucked a couple of times before. Not by a cock, really, and certainly nothing that size. But his ex girlfriend was into fucking dudes with her dildo, and it was actually a fucking awesome experience. It felt fantastic.
Christian sat on the bench in the middle of the lockerroom, his stiff cock standing up like a flagpole. "Bend over" he demanded. Tyler obliged. As he bent over, Tyler was unaware that the lockerroom door had been opened and someone stepped in. Christian noticed, smiled, and raised his hand to his finger to make a quiet 'ssh' noise.
Focusing on Tyler's perfect arse, Christian slapped it which caused Tyler to groan. Spitting on his hand, he rubbed some of it into Tyler's tight arse whilst rubbing the rest on his stiff 11 inch cock. "You do realise that once I'm finished with you, you won't be able to walk for like 3 days?"
Tyler groaned. "Bring it the fuck on".
Anthony Moon had seen alot of things in his time. But nothing compared to this. His brother, his little brother, bent over a bench with Christian Clarke about to give his arse some serious fucking.
It was seriously the most arousing and confusing moment of his life. He was so in awe of watching the performance, he failed to realise that his own hand was inside his shorts, wrapped arouns his quite stiff cock.
Tyler let out a groan of pain as Christian slammed his cock into Tyler's arse. It hurt. Man, it hurt like nothing he'd ever felt before. But he was hard, he was brave, he was fucking Tyler Moon, he could take this. Besides, he knew the pain would subside and he'd eventually be overtaken by the most sensational feeling.
Christian slammed into Tyler's arse again, and wrapped his hand around Tyler's cock. He was impressed that it was hard, boy obviously took to fucking like a pro.
After the fifth slam, Christian soon got into a pace as what Tyler predicated came true. He was now so hard. And this.. felt amazing. He'd never felt this great. Christian was fucking his arse like a pro. There was no pain. just pure fucking pleasure. If fucking was an olympic medal, Tyler was pretty sure that Christian would walk away with gold medal.
Christian picked up the pace on his twink, fucking him hard. It'd been a while since his last fuck, so Christian knew he wasn't going to last long. Tyler was moaning load, enjoying this more then Christian expected. His balls bashing against Tyler's arse turned him on even more, and to know he was making Tyler scream like a chimp on fire, was just the most overwhemling feeling ever.
"Shit, fuck, bollocks" was all Tyler could manage. And as Christian's fucking got even harder, Tyler knew instantly that he was going to cum. "It's coming" he groaned. Christian continued to fuck his arse like it was a sport, whilst simultaneously wanking his cock. Soon, Tyler was cumming for the 2nd time that day, all over Christian's hand.
It didn't take long for Christian to follow suit. He pulled out of Tyler's unvirgin arse and sat him on the bench. It took only 5 strokes of his cock for Christian to let out a 'fuck yes' and for a bucketload of hot, sticky spunk to hit Tyler square in the face. It felt weird, he'd never tasted cum before. But it tasted good, salty, but good. And somehow it felt right. Christian fell next to Tyler on the bench. Christian noticed the prying eyes, so pulled Tyler onto his lap, kissing him hard.
Anthony Moon let out a silenced groan as he came hard. He'd barely touched his cock and it was leaking masses of cum into his jeans. Shit, this whole voyager thing was totally pervy and totally hot at the same time. Watching his litle brother getting devirganzied by Christian was the most amazing thing he'd ever witnessed and he needed to be apart of it. Slipping out of the lockerroom, Anthony knew that things would never be the same again.
Fully dressed, Christian leaned over to Tyler who was still naked.
"I still need that shower" Tyler laughed "Jesus, I feel like I've had my arse amputated".
Christian just laughed and kissed Tyler on the cheek.
"I gots to go. I'm meeting Jane". He began to walk away but smiled. "You know this is going to happen again, right?"
Tyler just grinned. "Is that right?"
"Yes". Walking out of the door, Christian turned around and looked at Tyler who had know stood up and was walking slowly over to the shower. "But I think next time, you will be fucking me".
"Oh, and bring your brother along. I've always wanted brothers".
Tyler had no idea how to react to that.