Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Neighbours actors featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Channel 11 Australia and Freemantle Media.
Hey guys, sorry it's been so long since the last chapter I've been really busy with study. The next couple of chapters will be based on episodes that are a little behind the show's storylines now but hopefully you still enjoy them x
Tyler dressed as Braveheart...especially his kilt...had caused a sexy stir in Erinsborough. But forget Imogen's dreams about him; so desirous they practically ended her relationship with Daniel. This is an account of what happened after the apparently blind Tom Quill banned Tyler from The Waterhole because his kilt accidentally fell off, revealing what Erinsborough has really been dying to see. What should have been Tom dragging Tyler into the storeroom...or the bathroom...or even across the courtyard to one of the many rooms at Lassiter's...testing Tyler's tool against Aaron's; was another customer's gain.
As Tyler angrily paced the courtyard waiting to see if Tom's overreaction would suddenly blow over, an intrigued customer who'd gotten a great view of Tyler's tackle followed him outside.
"Nice to see a hot guy wearing it the traditional way." The guy, Wes, said as he discreetly slipped his hand up Tyler's kilt and tugged his tassle.
"Mmmmmmmm" Tyler moaned softy as he got warmed up. "I'm not wearing any underwear either." Wes whispered seductively into Tyler's ear. "Show me." Tyler replied as Wes led him away. But they'd only reached the carpark before Wes unzipped his jeans as his 8" fucker flicked out.
"Mmmmmm....oh yeah..." Wes moaned as they jerked each other off. Tyler soon noticed people about to walk past and pulled Wes' cock under his kilt, covering it. Although it was dark they weren't invisible.
"Shit that was close." Wes laughed. "You know what? Let's really give Tom Quill something to complain about." Tyler said, shoving Wes to his knees. He then lifted his kilt as Wes crawled underneath it before dropping it back down over his head.
"Yeahhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhh...fuck...." Tyler moaned as Wes' mouth took his bait; squeezing Tyler's balls as he played his big bagpipes. He didn't care that there were a few more passersby. Although it was obvious what the movement beneath his kilt was, everything was concealed - could it really be considered indecent exposure?
The daring thrill of not just public sex, but such blatant risk of being busted, was making Tyler all kinds of hot. He pulled off his tank top; happy to show off his fantastically fit form as he leaned back against a lamp post and thrust himself down Wes' throat...
*** After a while Tyler pulled Wes to his feet and pressed him against the lamp post and pulled down his jeans. He then unpinned his kilt and wrapped it around both of them, again hiding everything from view as he reared his trojan into Wes' whorey window of gratifying pleasure.
"Ohhhhhhhh...fuck me...yeah...slay me with your huge Loch Ness Monster..." Wes moaned as he and Tyler panted like two horn dogs in heat. Tyler's long hair, worn down, hung sexily over his face; wild and messy and he poundingly mortared Wes' pestle...pulping his orange as he tried to make himself juice...
"Ohhhhhhhh....OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....." Tyler moaned, his voice quivering with burning excitement as he felt himself ready to declare a white war of manly molten magnificence upon Wes' ass.
"Fucking hell that was amazing." Tyler said, kissing Wes. Wes looked around to check no one was around before dragging Tyler between two large parked cars. Tyler stood, legs spread wide, hands against the doors as Wes shoved his shlong up Tyler's tunnel. Wes had pulled up his jeans, so no one would see his ass if they saw him from behind. Tyler's unloaded cock was still hard and at attention; acting like a curtain rod as it help up his kilt draped over it. Wrapping the kilt had given him trouble earlier, and it wasn't worth going to the effort to cover his entire lower half for the final few minutes of fucking. Any more passersby wouldn't see his cock, just it's lengthy silhouette.
"Ohhhhhhh....yeah...take MY Loch Ness Monster up that tight sexy ass...I'm gonna fill you with my huge fucking load you beastly hunk of a scotsman." Wes moaned breathlessly as his pipe dumped its hot, creamy drainage into Tyler's lusty lagoon.
"You make a fucking hot William Wallace. Thanks for the awesome fantasy." Wes said, kissing Tyler goodnight and goodbye.
NEXT: Brad, Brodie and Josh's training secrets...