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.
I can't believe this story has made it to 40 chapters! I decided to do something a little different this time and bring back some of my favourite 90's blasts from the past. Enjoy!
The lights dimmed. Smoky dry ice billowed around the stage as hypnotic music began to play. Applause and whistling erupted as Aaron's fit, half-naked body appeared on stage. As part of his latest stage costume he was lightly dusted in gold glitter; sparkling under the low lights. He was a beautiful vision that not even Edward Cullen could compete with. All eyes were on Aaron. But as he performed his sexy routine, his eyes locked with those of a particular hunk in the audience. Although he didn't suffer from stage fright, that didn't stop him picturing his audience, or this one guy, naked...
*** After the show, getting to the bar was like running the gauntlet of hot, groping hands wanting to feel a piece of the studly star. Normally Aaron would have picked a few for a gangbang, but this night he wanted to share himself only with the hottie who'd grabbed his attention...
"Joel Samuels. Fancy seeing you here." Aaron said as he approached his target. "I was such a huge fan of yours..." "You still are from what I can tell." Joel interrupted, eyeing the size of Aaron's package as he rubbed it." Aaron smiled seductively in encouragement. "As I was saying, I went to all your shows. You inspired me to get into stripping. I don't know why you gave it up. You've clearly still got it. Hell, you're even hotter these days." Aaron's hand was now on Joel's package, his body language mirroring the former Ramsay St resident's as he continued to signal his interest in taking things further. "Well right now you're inspiring me to want to fuck you. You got somewhere we can go?" Aaron's response was to discreetly lead Joel into his dressing room...
The undressing of Aaron left little to savour; his black hotpants gone in one quick pull-down by Joel. On the other hand, Joel, after pushing Aaron down into his chair, turned the act of getting naked into a private backstage show as he provocatively, piece-by-piece, peeled off his clothes. The longer Joel teased, the harder Aaron's hung 9" cock throbbed; so much so that it began to flick upwards like a rearing horse, almost hitting against his tight stomach...
Once bare, Joel hotly kissed Aaron, one stripper to another. Joel had aged sexily; his athletic physique maintained. His ripped muscles had only changed for the better; a fact Aaron complimented with his lips as he kissed his way down over the firm contours of his shredded torso...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Joel moaned at the feel of Aaron's lips wrapping around his 9" pole - gripping it tightly as he pulled it into his hot, wet mouth and sucked. Aaron was beyond sizzling, yet Joel felt there was an extra something super sexy about a fan and brother in the entertainment industry sharing their skills on him. He was sure Aaron would feel the same way; that's why he singled him out from an audience full of hot, horny hunks the would do anything for an idol. Keen to show Aaron how much of a fan he was, Joel put the brakes on Aaron's mouth and knelt in front of Aaron's crotch.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...yeah.....fuck that's hot.....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Joel made Aaron moan as he wetly worshipped his shlong in lustful lick...
After a few more rounds of the stripping sexpots' switching between oral topping and bottoming, Aaron pulled Joel over to a corner couch where they 69'd; laying on their sides as they simultaneously satisfied their craving for each others cock... Before long Aaron felt Joel's stick subtly expand as it tightened - his tongue was about to be treated to a literal taste of Joel that no regular fan had - a taste that went beyond seeing Joel's hot junk or stealing a feel of it...
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK YEAH......OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Joel moaned as Aaron greedily gulped his gushing guy goop.
Once Joel was drained, Aaron broke away from their position and straddled Joel's face; holding his head as he fucked his face to force out his own ferocious flow. At a time like this Joel's old long, wavy blonde locks would have come in handy for gripping. But his current dark and dashing look was delectable; his stubbly beard brushing again Aaron's flinging balls, lightly stimulating them as he awaited the fiery flood...
Aaron could feel his cock counting down the final moments: 3... 2... 1... BOOM! "OHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH..." he moaned as he exploded like one giant ball of hot popping candy down Joel's throat.
Their elastic bodies twisted as they made out while their cock's re-energised for the next round...Ready to go again, Aaron perched Joel on the edge of his dressing table as he lifted his legs and thrust into him. "Wanna see what I can really do?"
As Aaron fucked the current object of his desire, one eye was on Joel, the other on his reflection in the mirror. Aaron couldn't help it - he liked being able to watch himself and the way his amazing body moved as it fucked a hot ass...
After Aaron finished in a second fireworks spectacular, Joel led him back to the couch he showed him his own penetrating moves, resulting in another creamy conclusion. Aaron then invited Joel to spend the night with him: in a room Joel was undoubtedly familiar with from his days of living and hooking up on Ramsay St...
*** The Next Day:
The overcast weather kept most people indoors; so Ben, wanting some alone time to think, hung around outside. He thought it was time the boys of Ramsay St all just admitted they were gay. He couldn't handle the gilt any longer of using Xanthe as his beard while fucking Tyler; the love of his other friend Piper's life. He hated having to pretend Xanthe's mum ripping off his grandfather Karl with fake jewellery was the cause of their recent tension.
As if by fate, Father Jack walked by; spying Ben as he lonesomely kicked around a football. He would lend him a sympathetic ear, but first, he had to take in the view for a moment. Ever since fucking Angus, Jack had developed an insatiable lust for schoolboy's. He wasn't one of those dirty molester priests, but he understood the allure of pretty young boys. He knew neither Angus nor Ben were virgins, but their young ages and silky smooth bodies made them pure in his eyes...more ripe for the taking than Adam's apple... His faith hadn't wavered, but since that day in the church he realised the real sin would be to not experience what the sexual side of life had to offer. Like Scarlett O'Hara, with God as his witness, he'd never be hungry again!
The rain didn't stop the guys as they kicked the ball and chatted. Ben was surprised by Jack's liberal views on homosexuality, although his advice on what to do about his situation was useless. The heavier it rained, the muddier and more slippery the ground became. Before long, Ben found himself in a massive puddle of mud, pinned beneath Jack after the priest tackled him.
"Sorry I can't fix your situation," Jack panted, "but I can offer you another trick to turn to." Their staring into each others' gorgeous brown eyes was cut shot as Jack shoved his tongue down Ben's throat. After a while of literally wet kissing, Jack pulled off Ben's now brown tee shirt. He then unbuttoned his dirtied blue shirt and tossed it aside as they rolled like shirtless pig's in the mud as they resumed their making out.
Eventually they pulled off their pants and jerked each other for a little bit before Jack made the first move and slipped down until his mouth was level with Ben's beating baton, ready to take it on...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Ben moaned; Jack quickly proving himself to be the heavenly father as he sucked himself some sexy, stiff, schoolboy shlong... As Ben gently played with Jack's hair the rain rinsed the mud off his fingers; sending it streaming down Jack's face. But a little dirt didn't distract the priest from pleasuring the tasty teenage pole...
What did distract Jack after a while was his own pounding pole. Still catching up from his months of abstinence, he couldn't take his crazy horniness any longer. His rod needed instant relieving inside Ben's tight tunnel; Ben wasn't going anywhere - he'd revisit his long penile popsicle afterwards...
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" both guys moaned in hot astonishment as Jack's cock roughly ripped through Ben. They both burned up in blazing hedonism; Jack's lustfully aching body feverish as he made Ben feel the heat of his meat. Their sex was so ignited one could almost hear the sloppy mud from Ben's hands sizzle on Jack's back as Ben held him close and tight. But tight as they were, Jack managed to slip one hand between them and muddily jerked off the stunner beneath him. At the same time their luscious lips gravitated together as their tongues again immersed in each other's mouths...
Ben briefly opened his eyes to see a glimmer of sunlight. But after being lost deep in erotic ecstasy, the light looked bright; almost like something that shone down from the heavens. As he adjusted his eyes, he saw a familiar face looking down at him.
"Ben?" The tall figure said. "Uncle Billy?"
Billy Kennedy had made a surprise visit to Erinsborough; reacquainting himself with the local area when he stumbled upon his cute nephew being fucked by someone he hadn't met, but could instantly see was hot.
Jack turned his head, craning to see who Ben was talking to. Billy crouched beside the guys, intrigued by the sight before him. "Billy. You must be Karl and Susan's son. I've heard a lot about you." Jack smiled; his dick still drilling Ben as his sexy body multitasked. "I'm Father Jack Callahan." He said, offering Billy a handshake with the same hand he'd just had wrapped around Ben's cock. Billy smirked. He found it ironic a priest would sin so openly. He gently pushed Jack's hand away. "No need to be so formal." He grinned cheekily as he leaned in, the guys introducing themselves with a kiss instead. Billy then kissed his favourite nephew hello. "You've grown up a lot since I last saw you." Billy then slipped his hand between the guys and tugged Ben's tool. He'd never seen Ben's best bits before, but he could feel its sizeable nature as it throbbed in his grip.
Ben and Jack repositioned to let Billy into their private playground: Jack rolled onto his side; his body uncloaking Ben for Billy to see. Meanwhile, Ben sidled up to Jack; the teen now playing little spoon to Jack's big spoon as the priest's penis popped back into him. At the same time, Billy got himself naked, except for a smattering of mud, as he laid in the sludge and powerfully sucked Ben like the rare opportunity it was...
Ploughed by a hot priest and sucked by a hot uncle...the exciting combination made Ben too crazy to hold back. Instead he turned on his hose; his sleek young body trembling wildly as he creamily mouth-washed Billy in a white tsunami. Feeling Ben shake violently in his arms sent Jack over the edge too as he filled the teen with the hot lava Ben's sexiness helped generate. Billy kissed Jack, giving him a taste of Ben's jizz. But it didn't end there. Jack and Ben helped each other suck Billy's 9" boner to blasting point; followed by Billy fucking Ben while Jack fucked Billy, resulting in even more cummy carnage...
With Elly staying in the Kennedy's spare room, Billy would have to share with Ben; an arrangement they could live with as they got to know each other all over again...