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.
Sorry it’s been so long between chapters - again. Time flies! I hope you enjoy this one as it combines some of the ideas I’ve been receiving. I can’t always reply to every email but I do read them and use your suggestions where I can :)
Ben was helping Tyler at the garage yet again. As they worked on cars together, he couldn’t help but think about their past. Although they remained great friends, things hadn’t been the same since Tyler moved out of the Kennedy house. Two doors down was so close, yet so far away. They’d hardly hooked up since; each doing their own thing as life led them apart.
A frustrated Ben couldn’t handle it any longer.
“Look, I’m just going to say this…I miss you.” Ben blurted. Despite the guys being comfortable with each other, Ben had butterflies in his stomach as if he were asking a boy out for the first time. But Tyler just reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, his poker face revealing nothing. “Say something…” Ben pleaded.
Tyler then held up the phone, putting his arm around Ben as he showed him one of his nude pics.
“See this? I’ve kept it all this time. I’ve never stopped thinking about you either.”
But before Ben could breathe a sigh of relief, Tyler’s lips were pressed against his as their entwined tongues fell back into old habits. Mouth occupied, Tyler’s hand fell naturally to Ben’s crotch as he pawed his jewels. Releasing them as they expanded, Tyler held Ben’s beating boner in one hand as the other unhinged the hood of the car and slammed it shut.
Ben was so excited for what was coming that he couldn’t remember his overalls dropping; only knowing he was now naked as Tyler spread him over the smooth, polished red metallic hood. The second Tyler joined the nude ranks, Ben ran his feet over Tyler’s backside buns…his hardening tool…and his bulging balls as his toes gently massaged them. But as great as that felt, Tyler grabbed Ben’s ankles, yanked his legs apart and lifted his ass as he prepared to drill his o-ring.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…it’s been too long…” Ben moaned at the familiar feeling of Tyler’s fucker forcing itself up his tight tube.
You bet you’re sweet fucking ass it’s been too long! Tyler thought to himself; too immersed in getting his guilty pleasure to actually speak the words. But the wailing moans of relief emanating through his mouth confirmed he shared Ben’s sentiments.
Tyler moaned so loudly Ben could literally feel the sexy sounds reverberating through his own throat as Tyler was barely silenced by his lips once again engulfing Ben’s in a seductive, suctioning kiss. As if his rod buried deep inside Ben’s burrow…his tongue tying up Ben’s…wasn’t enough, he then grabbed Ben’s pole and simultaneously jerked/ploughed him; pleasuring him from all angles like a sizzling one-man show.
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…” Ben’s muddled moans were trapped inside his occupied mouth. He wanted to fling Tyler’s hand away from his cock; his manly grip so amazing as it sent shivers of excitement up his shaft that he was likely to cream himself in mere seconds. Ben didn’t want to waste his first, most powerful load coating himself in cum; he wanted to watch Tyler savour it as he shot it down his throat. Or drown his ass. Whichever spontaneously occurred first. But this was Tyler; the man who slammed his g-spot like no other - he was sure he could make him produce equally legendary successive loads. With that, he continued to let Tyler shimmy his stick.
“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM” Ben’s moans were heightened, but no less muffled; Tyler’s tongue unrelenting as Ben ferociously fired his fuck fluids. Like Ben, Tyler felt the passion in Ben’s erotic expressions boom through his neck.
Feeling the tension in Ben’s horny body subside, Tyler’s lips released Ben’s from their hostage. Truth be told, now was as good a time as any for a breather. He then rested his head between Ben’s neck and shoulder as he laid flat on top of his young chest; pressing his strong exterior into Ben’s as their torso’s sandwiched the thick and sticky layer of man mayo now connecting them. At the same time Tyler pushed Ben’s legs back even further, ensuring his hole remained at the perfect angle for his cock. He wanted Ben so badly he didn’t want to waste even a nano second having his cock slide out as he shuffled and need to re-insert it.
As Tyler continued to thrust, his study slate started sliding up and down Ben’s front muscles; his abs and pecs almost swimming in the sea of sex sauce. By this stage Ben had moaned so much he was on the brink of being hoarse; hot, short, airy breaths taking over as his approval reactions. He felt his eyes roll back in ecstasy; one hand rested on Tyler’s shoulder as he alternated between gripping and rubbing the broad muscles - the other pushing back the hair that had fallen in his face. He was so sweaty and dishevelled that his hair looked like a discarded mop as it wildly surrounded his head. Like his body…his ass…Tyler’s man bun was so tight it had barely moved despite the rigorous ramming he was giving the teen. Ben had tried tying up his luscious brown locks, but they weren’t long enough. By today’s style standards, his hair wasn’t all that long. Oh well, nothing a bit of wax couldn’t fix when they were done.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK…I’M CLOSE…COME ON….” Tyler moaned, preparing to erupt.
Almost in sync with Tyler, Ben’s heart began to beat faster and harder at the prospect of filling up on hot man milk.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” The closer Tyler got, the louder Ben’s moans got, his voice suddenly returning…
“BAM! FUCK YEAH…OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…Tyler grinned excitedly as he aggressively unleashed his lava inside Ben. The pelts of protein were so forceful Ben was certain they were just as strong as the plunge of Tyler’s penis.
“I hope cum isn’t as hard to wash off as bird shit!” Tyler laughed as he observed his dick’s deluge surging out of Ben’s overflowing ass and all over the hood of the car. The client would be none too pleased by this messy mistreatment of their pride and joy…
Ben sat up and leaned over to see the torrential trail of jizz, but Tyler pushed him back down; his tongue scooping up Ben’s batter that hadn’t soaked into either of their sexy skin’s. After licking his way down Ben’s lean body, his tongue reached Ben’s dick head where it swished over and around its bulbousness; tasting the conclusion before he’d even began sucking him. But it was so good he didn’t mind a second serve, especially along with the salami this time.
Ben was just as fired up, feeling renewed as Tyler swallowed the full length of his log in a single oral manoeuvre.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ben moaned; one hand rested on Tyler’s head, not particularly guiding him as the expert knew how to please him - the other subconsciously rubbing his chest as he fondled his hard nipples…
Despite the intense pleasure, Ben’s cock was still a little raw as it pumped out an impressive load into Tyler’s throat; savagely stabbing the back of his neck with each slaying spurt. He lasted a little longer this time but Tyler still knew how to make him erupt quickly.
“Sooooooooo…Grease Monkey’s for lunch?” a famished Tyler said, looking at his watch.
“Fuck you first?” Ben asked, giving Tyler his signature sweet, pleading, puppy dog look that melted a million hearts. When it came to Tyler, Ben was happy to push his penis through the pain of a third load in a short time. No pain, no gain.
“How can I say no?” Tyler beamed, dropping his overalls again as he bent over for Ben…
“That was quick.” Ben said, hearing footsteps enter the garage as he was bent down picking up a sponge to clean the car. The burger joint across the street was so busy it was notoriously slow. Tyler was usually about a half-hour getting their order. However, he was surprised to find Angus standing there instead.
“Thought you might be hungry.” Angus said, trying to sound casual as he held out a Harold's bag for Ben’s taking.
“Thanks.” Ben replied, gratefully accepting the bag. He and Tyler had worked hard and fucked harder, what harm would an extra treat in addition to the Grease Monkey’s lunch special do?
As the bag passed, their hands brushed; each suddenly staring into each other’s sexy young eyes. Unknown to either boy, each had been thinking about the other: shirtless and sprawled sexily as they sat in Lauren’s hot tub during some Ramsay St get-together recently. Neither had looked so mouthwatering to the other; not even the time they hate-fucked each other over the stolen money. They’d since become friends but hadn’t taken advantage of the benefits. Not that they’d planned it, but the longer the wait, the better the payoff.
The bag dropped; it unclear who let go. But neither was concerned as Angus leaned in and kissed Ben. Wow. Actually liking the guy this time around made such a difference. Ben couldn’t pull himself away despite the alarm bells ringing in his head: what if Tyler caught them? Would it ruin things between them after they’d finally found each other again?
Ben was powerless as Angus stripped him bare; his own hands reactively pulling Angus’ polo shirt up and his chino pants down. Angus grinned as he eyed Ben’s red, raw, throbbing cock; half out of lust, half out of extreme use. As a horny teenage boy himself, Angus recognised the shade; realising Ben had just practically milked himself dry. But he didn’t care what he and Tyler had clearly been up to. He fell to his knees, gently and soothingly sucking Ben’s cock just to get a taste of it.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ben moaned, secrecy hoping Angus wouldn’t make him shoot again. Now that their feelings were known, they could try again any other day of the week. But Angus wasn’t giving up completely. Almost as if he read Ben’s mind, he stopped and got up.
“I’m so fucking you instead.” Angus smiled. The feeling of Tyler’s fuck was still fresh in Ben’s mind, but he was willing to open his backdoor for Angus too. This had to be his most sex-full day ever.
Ben reached for the lube.
“Nah-uh. With your mouth.” Angus instructed.
Ben didn’t hesitate to get on his knees and lick-lube Angus’ rock hard rod; slicking his stick with saliva as he sucked him.
“Perfect.” Angus said after a few minutes. Ben got up, waiting for Angus to use him however he pleased.
Noticing the cum-covered hood, Angus bent Ben over it. As Ben steadied himself with his sweaty, anticipatory hands, Angus lifted one of Ben’s legs; finding his entry as he drilled his dick into him.
“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK YEAH BENNY BOY…” Angus moaned…
The boys had settled into a steamy groove; Angus’ arm that wasn’t holding Ben’s leg up wrapped around his body; holding him close and tight as he smashed him. Their increased heartbeats echoed through their connected bodies; Angus feeling Ben’s blood pumping through his back against his chest. Just as Ben could feel Angus. Their insides had to look like a hot, red water rapid.
“What the?!” Tyler laughed as he returned. He and Ben, despite an electric connection, weren’t boyfriends - why shouldn’t he smile like he’d lucked out in a 2-for-1 sale? The boys looked at him in acknowledgement, unable to conceal the sexual storm they were cooking up…
Angus felt like the Australian beef that shared his name as he became sandwiched between Ben and Tyler who had now joined in, fucking him from behind. In between the trio of lustful moans, Ben heard Angus and Tyler hungrily kissing behind him. For Tyler, Ben was so incredibly hot, but so familiar. On the other hand, this was his first time getting intimate with Angus; the excitement of a new plaything ensnaring his focus in that moment…
Satisfied that he’d got what he came for with the added bonus of Tyler, Angus dressed and left. As he approached the street, he passed Leo walking into the garage.
Ben and Tyler had just pulled themselves together in the nick of time when Leo entered.
“Sorry, we’ve been a bit..uh…swamped today.” Tyler apologised. “Can you come back in an hour?”
“You told me my car would be ready at 2.” Leo replied coldly. “And what the hell is that?!” He added, referring to the dried cum smeared all over the hood of his convertible. “Imbecile’s.” He muttered under his breath. Then he turned on the charm. “Time is money…and right now you’re costing me a fortune. I expect to be compensated.” He said, slightly more warm and with a barely-there smile.
“Of course.” Tyler said agreeably. “What did you have in mind?”
Leo simply unzipped his pants and pulled out his 9” samurai sword, ready for battle…
Ben and Tyler were going to have to go yet another round…