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 would life in Erinsborough be without conflicting feelings? Ben didn't know whether to like or hate Finn. What began as a hot teacher/student affair had become complicated by Finn's somewhat dark side. The more he ingratiated himself into the school, the more apparent it became he'd do anything to steal Susan's job as principal; something which didn't sit well with Ben being he was Susan's grandson. Despite the amazing sex he wanted to break ties with Finn. But Finn threatened Ben and Karl with a hospital negligence complaint for leaving his medical file unattended; enabling Xanthe to learn of his aneurism. The price of Finn's silence was for Ben to do anything he wanted, any time he wanted...
As part of his plot against Susan, Finn was faking a reconciliation with Elly to create a professional conflict of interest. This led to them ending up in bed. Once satisfied Elly and the rest of the Kennedy household was sound asleep, he snuck out to snoop on the computer. He was almost caught by Ben who was also up getting a glass of water. But on his way back to his room, it was Ben who was caught, physically, by Finn.
Ben squirmed as Finn covered his mouth with one hand, while the other found itself down his pyjama pants grabbing his cock as Finn shuffled him to his room. After throwing Ben on his bed, Finn yanked Ben's phone charger out the socket and used the cable to bind his wrists to the bedhead. He then picked up a pair of scissor's from the desk and tauntingly, but not harmfully, prodded his package with the tip as he smiled wickedly. Making an incision, Finn soon quickly cut his way into Ben's PJ's; pulling away shredded fabric until the teen was uncovered.
"Plaid's so boring anyway." Finn teased. He then began rummaging through Ben's drawers. "What happened to those sexy satin boxers you had on the night I started tutoring you?" Ben didn't reply. He was done arguing with Finn. Besides, Finn was in control; there was nothing he could do.
"Never mind." Finn said, pulling down his black jeans and slipping off his jocks. He then picked up his underwear and began twirling them on his finger.
"These are so comfy, and would look so hot on you."
Finn put his jocks on Ben as if he were dressing an invalid, before rubbing Ben's tenting crotch as he mixed his musky scent with Ben's leaking precum.
"Actually...." Finn said as he then pulled his jocks back down off Ben then stuffed them in his mouth. "Much better." He laughed.
Finn had seen a bottle of glue in the desk drawer earlier, and decided to use it.
"I know how you like it Ben: Dirty. Messy. Greasy. But we're not at the garage now - I'll have to give it to you sticky. But you'll take it any way you can - am I right or am I right?"
Finn squeezed it all over Ben like mustard and ketchup on a hot dog, then rubbed it into him before lubing himself up with the clear, cum-like goop.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Finn moaned as he satisfyingly slammed his wet whopping willy into Ben's tight sexy ass while the dominated student let out suppressed screams of pleasure. He kept Ben excited as he mixed it up with long, slow, draw-out-the-burn thrusts between hard, fast pounding; unpredictably swapping between them all the while remaining balls deep in hot hole...
Finn was crazy with lust for his favourite student, and after a long savouring, Finn was glue-gunking Ben in his own fresh-made adhesive. Ben's fit young body was ripe for comparative analysis between manufactured glue and Finn's superior splooge. But rather than consider the similarities, Finn nuzzled himself between Ben's baby-smooth legs and swallowed his oversized nuts as he jerked his 9" pole.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm...." Ben moaned as he throbbed into Finn's fist.
Finn felt Ben's lava building towards climax; making him pump faster as he fuelled his fuck-toy's impending explosion.
"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm...ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Ben continued to moan. Pleasure can never prevent a happy reaction, and soon enough Ben was practically bathing in batter as he blasted himself...
Finn finally ungagged Ben and shoved his tongue down Ben's throat as they made out; furiously at first...before winding down into gentle, sporadic pecks of the lips as they fell asleep...
A hot fuck wasn't enough to change Ben's mind about Finn; and through his dreams realised Finn needed to be punished. The punishment needed to be led by him...and in front of the whole school...
Ben's mind concocted a scenario set at a school assembly. Finn was up front, bound and naked. Being choked by a combination of cock: his cock...Tyler's cock...Aaron's cock...and chalk dust as he clapped two blackboard dusters together. As the residue dusted Finn's sexy body, Ben rubbed it into him; giving his muscular torso a matte finish. He then imagined a few of his school mates bringing him messy supplies from various classrooms: paints from the art room...sauces from the home ec kitchen: carbonara...bolognese...abandoned porridge from the fridge... icy cold slushies from the canteen...
Finn was given the Miss Trunchbull treatment as the guys slopped him up with the borrowed resources. But unlike Matilda's much-hated principal, Finn couldn't run. He was trapped; force to face their gungy wrath before being anally assaulted by massive meat. Internal invasion by cock up ass was the modern equivalent of the cane. Except Finn loved it. Even if there was 100's of onlookers laughing at him...
After creaming him in cum, the guys finished by turning him into a human urinal as they washed away his muck with their piss...
As Ben rolled over, his dream disappeared and was replaced by a flashback of a recent memory....
Part of his conflict over Finn was that in between the bad his teacher had actually done some good too; encouraging him to live his dreams and take a full time job at the garage. Completing a mechanic's apprenticeship meant more time with Tyler; and that was cause for celebration. But this special occasion required something next-level...something more than the usual head-to-toe greasing of each other in oil before fucking...
Ben recalled the adventurous moment Tyler laid him on the bench and plugged a funnel up his ass before filling his pipe with oil. The moment Tyler sunk his ship into the black sea Ben's opening had become, Ben was like a human oil dispenser; his full hole squirting oil left, right and centre as Tyler's penis acted like a pump as he banged up his bestie. Tyler's rough pounding sent so much oil flying about that he and Ben became pretty filthy anyway.
Tyler's cock was like a pole in mud as it thrashed through the tight passage of black gold; right up until the end.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK.............." Tyler screamed as his fucker fountained.
"Hehehe...nice..." Tyler giggled as he poked his still-hard cock into Ben in single thrusts before withdrawing; his load so massive that it squirted out the same way the oil did.
"Man I don't know where you come up with this shit but fuck it's hot." Ben grinned as he kissed Tyler.
At the time it seemed a bit copy-cat for Ben to repeat the process on Tyler, but that didn't stop him picturing doing so in his sleep...