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.
It took a village...or just a street, Ramsay St...to help someone. Angus hadn't forgotten all his friends and neighbours pitching in to make his music video happen. It had been such a YouTube sensation, he couldn't wait to discuss a follow-up with his manager Aaron and rushed straight over to the Brennan's.
No-one answered his knocks. Then he remembered it was the middle of summer - Aaron was probably out the back, suntanning his amazingly sexy body by the pool. Having learnt nothing from the Elly drama, Angus crept through the side gate, hoping to get a good glimpse of Aaron before making his presence known.
And there he was: laying sprawled out on a deck chair as his muscles soaked up the sun's hot rays. Angus could only see the back of Aaron; but that was about to change as he tiptoed closer. As he neared, he could hear his song playing on Aaron's iPad. He grinned, flattered that Aaron was a fan. Upon closer inspection, Angus saw photo's of himself on the screen; changing every few seconds as part of a slideshow. He recognised most of the promo shots Aaron had taken, but saw lots of unsolicited snaps too: all sneaky, shirtless pics of him from various pool parties. Not that he minded at all. But it was what was in Aaron's other hand that did surprise him a little: his raging 9" cock. He didn't expect to be the subject of Aaron's daydreams, even if they did have a three-way with Scotty T from Georgie Shore that time he was randomly in Erinsborough...
Aaron had obviously been for a swim earlier; his wet speedos dumped by the edge of the pool. Noticing Aaron's eyes shut as he fantasised about him, Angus picked up the bright, boldly patterned speedos and decided to wear them for Aaron. Aaron liked them skimpy, making them a perfect fit on Angus' smaller frame.
Angus then slinked like a cat on the prowl between Aaron's legs as he began sucking Aaron's balls.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...nice...." Aaron gently moaned, so engrossed in his dirty imagination that he didn't realise Angus was really there, physically pleasuring him. But after a few minutes he had to have become subconsciously aware the real Angus appeared like magic; his hand releasing his rod from his tight grip to allow Angus' tongue access to it as the teen licked its long length. The heavy breath Angus was exhaling as his tongue trailed up and down Aaron's tool...and around its bulbous head...was hotter than the beaming sunshine.
At the same time Aaron had been running his hand through Angus' brown hair, when he suddenly used it to pull his head to an abrupt stop. Aaron didn't even need to look as his penis pushed through Angus' soft lips, directing the boy to suck it. Feeling his shlong sink into Angus' warm bath of saliva, Aaron released his hold of Angus' head as he let his young neighbour literally do' his thing'.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck yeah....that's it..." Aaron moaned. Angus rested his hands on Aaron's tight, ripped abs; feeling them, as part of his upper body, contract with Aaron's fast, short breaths of erotic excitement. Aaron loved the feel of Angus' fingers on his next best asset after his cock and ass; his own fingers lightly playing with them as he affectionately glided his hand over Angus'. Angus' strong sucking was sweeping Aaron to such steamy faraway places that he didn't hear or feel his iPad drop as he unknowingly, apathetically, let it slip from his sweaty hold. Luckily it didn't break as it hit the pavers.
With Angus' mouth taking excellent care of his cock, Aaron guided his hands up his body; giving him the full tour of his impressive chest muscles. The blatant showing off his studly structure sparked him closer to eruption. But until that molten moment, Aaron pulled Angus' talented musical fingers to his lips; detecting the faintest trace of salty chips as he lightly sucked them. Angus now understood the finger fetish; the feel of his soaking in Aaron's spit pit surprisingly seductive.
After a few moments of allowing Aaron to feed on his feelers, Angus withdrew them and replaced them with his tongue as they kissed for a few short seconds. "Get that mouth back on my cock, I'm about to cum..." Aaron moaned. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...MMMMMMMMMMM..." Aaron moaned, Angus' lips barely encasing his erect pole as he lasciviously loaded Angus' gob with gooey cock syrup.
Still panting, Aaron opened his eyes to see Angus straddling him.
"I'm not dreaming, am I? You're really here, right?" Aaron uttered between deep breaths.
"Ahuh." Angus nodded as he kissed Aaron again; this time his lips enjoying a longer pampering by a now relaxed Aaron. Aaron didn't question the how's or why's of Angus being on him, instead focusing his energies on enjoying his flavour of the hour.
A while later Aaron began to kiss his way down Angus' neck...over the milky, flawless flesh of his chest as far as he could reach... Wanting Aaron to go down further, Angus rose to his feet, giving Aaron's lips the opportunity to reach his taut stomach...into his southern nether region; his pointed package perfectly positioned for Aaron's unwrapping. But between his wet, clingy speedo's, and Angus' tenting tool, their swift removal was hindered. Impatient to get into their contents, Aaron just ripped the colourful lycra apart, causing Angus' cock to fling out like a compressed jack in a box. With his collection of sexy swimwear, Aaron wasn't going to miss them...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck yeah...show me your enthusiasm for my brand..." Angus moaned, playing on the name of Aaron's business "Brand Enthusiasm" as his manager's mouth milked his meaty mast. Together they'd mastered a steady rhythm; Angus thrusting in sync with Aaron's increasingly hard and fast sucks. Aaron was so exceptionally enthusiastic for Angus' erection that it was only a short time later that Angus' rod reached its raging conclusion.
"Ohhhhhhhh....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...drink up big boy...I know you want it..." Angus moaned, cumming considerably into Aaron's lustful mouth.
"So you wanna plug my amp?" Angus said, not referring to his electric guitar. He got his answer in the form of Aaron bending him over and proceeding to fuck the shit out of him as their hot, harmonised bodies made music together. Thrash metal that is - a genre that they were only familiar with in situations like these...
Clogged with Aaron's cock cream, Angus returned the favour; his meat making a mash-up of Aaron's ass as his song was equally unsweet. His rough melody eventually reached the final act as he blasted; his sizzling sludge striking Aaron's internals harder than a jarring dissonant chord.
"You know you don't need to toss off over my pics next time." Angus smiled cheekily at Aaron. "Just text me and you'll have the real thing." With that, Angus walked away as Aaron checked out the cute bubble butt he hadn't long ago fucked. But just as Angus reached the side gate, his phone beeped. It was Aaron. Already.
"You did say all I had to do was next." Aaron teased, not ready to let Angus head home just yet; undressing him as they wildly made out in the lead up to some post-interval pounding...