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.
"What were you and Aidan Foster doing in the supply closet?" Karl asked Mark, noticing the hot cop and nurse sneaking out. As Mark masked his guilt, he couldn't help but recall what had just happened...how he'd used his cock to convince Aidan to recommend John Doe's transfer to a specialised facility...the effortful yet effortless way he thrusted through Chris' ex...
"Just investigating a police matter." Mark replied.
"About what?"
"You know I can't disclose that. Now if you'll excuse me..."
"I'm afraid you're going to have to Mark. Because even you don't have authority to access restricted areas. Unless you can give me a very good reason for being there, I have no choice but to report this breach of hospital protocol. Couldn't you have discussed the matter in one of the examination rooms? Even my office?"
Mark and Aidan looked at each other; clear that each other was thinking how hot it would have been to fuck on Karl's desk. But part of a quickie is finding the closest private place...
Karl quickly picked up on their glances. "You two had sex in there, didn't you?!" He asked, outraged. "I'm sorry but I can't let this slide."
"Don't be so uptight Karl." Mark said as he and Aidan checked the coast was clear before leading Karl into the closet...
This time it was Karl that needed the convincing...to keep his mouth shut...as Mark and Aidan took their turns pounding his pipe as they attempted to slam him into silence...
"Forcing yourselves on me isn't going to keep me quiet." Karl panted as Mark and Aidan finished dumping their loads in him.
"Did we force you?" Mark said as Aidan shook his head. "That's not what the camera says." Mark said, pointing out the tiny security camera in the corner.
"And the camera doesn't lie." Aidan added.
"If anyone watches that footage they're going to see you enjoying yourself." Mark stated. "But you won't let anyone see it, because I know you won't risk your career."
"Smile for the camera. One more time." Aidan laughed as he and Mark zipped up their pants and left...
Meanwhile...
Ben couldn't believe he was now being forced to live with Angus. They'd gotten off to an ok start until Angus stole Ben's stolen money and began blowing it; each purchase lessening the likelihood of Ben ever getting it back.
Why couldn't you just be cool like Tyler. Ben thought to himself, remembering his former hot housemate as he glared at Angus from the other end of the couch while they watched TV. On the other hand, he couldn't deny how cute Angus was. He didn't have to like him to fuck him, which is exactly what he was going to do. Even if he never saw a cent of `his' money back, it would be a good way to teach him a lesson...
"Get up!" Ben ordered.
"You wanna fight me huh?" Angus replied cockily, shoving Ben. "Go ahead, but it won't get your money back!"
"Keep it," Ben replied. "Coz I'm gonna steal your ass!"
"Yeah, right." Angus laughed. "You don't have it in you. You're the principal's good little grandson!"
"We'll see!" Ben said angrily as he shoved Angus into his room, threw him on his bed and hurriedly hitched down his jeans.
Angus barely put up a struggle, intrigued to see how far Ben would go. He was sure Ben's conscience would get the better of him, but if not...well there were worse things than being fucked by a young hottie...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Angus moaned as Ben broke into him with his 8" bazooka.
"Sounds like you like it." Ben taunted. "Get used to it, coz you owe me, and I'm not gonna stop until I get my full money's worth!"
Firmly inserted in Angus' anus, Ben hammered his long, fat nail into him: hard and fast as he roughly hatefucked the hell out of the sexy shithead: Ben + Angus had a bangus.
Ben began to sweat as he built up a rapid rhythm of ramming; Angus so hot he was going to make Ben explode. But Ben kept holding off, determined to fulfil thousands of dollars worth of revenge cravings until he couldn't control his cum any longer; pumping a profusion of fiery fuck juice into the tight troublemaker.
"So we even?" Angus asked Ben.
"Not even close." Ben replied, hotly kissing Angus before shoving him aside like a piece of dirt. Sex so good had to be repeated...and Ben was certainly going to make sure it happened...
Later that night...
"You slutty little show off..." Angus said, holding up one of Ben's nude pics on his phone as he barged into Ben's room.
"Where did you get that?!"
"Doesn't matter. All you need to worry about is doing whatever I want so I don't show this to everyone." Angus said as he climbed into Ben's bed, placed his hand over his mouth and began drilling him.
"Looks like you're still the loser." Angus taunted as his tool thrashed Ben's tunnel.
Ben's eyes narrowed in anger as Angus turned the tables back on him. He knew Angus was going to milk making him his bitch; yet Angus' rod roaring through his tight thoroughfare was almost as hot as when the roles were reversed earlier.
After a while Angus detached his dick from Ben's ditch and zoomed to his zenith; jerking himself as he expedited his erection to eruption, all over Ben's face.
"Sweet dreams, Benny Boy." Angus said sarcastically as he returned to his room.