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 Australian and Freemantle Media.
"I was just playing around...it was just a joke!" Tyler said desperately, trying to hide his fear as Dimato's thug held him after Tyler ran off with Dimato's phone containing evidence that would finally bring him down.
Tyler had agreed to help the police make their most wanted arrest by pretending to get involved with Dimato's dodgy deals once again. Tyler had previously been wired, hoping to transmit a confession to Mark. But when that failed, Tyler played along when Dimato picked him up and drove him to a warehouse for a meeting with the rest of the gang.
"Want me to search him?" Another of Dimato's thugs asked gruffly.
"I'll do the honours." Dimato replied, angrily ripping Tyler's tee shirt open like it was a sheet of paper. Nothing.
"Perhaps it's in your jeans." Dimato said, pulling them down. All that was there was Tyler's rising cock. No hidden wire. Perhaps Tyler was trustworthy after all.
"I'll take it from here." Dimato said as his thugs left. Alone with Tyler, he began jerking Tyler's now rock hard 9" cock.
"I didn't just hire you for your ability to strip cars." Dimato said before kissing Tyler. As Tyler and the sexy smooth criminal tasted each other's tongues, Tyler pulled out Dimato's cock and wanked his boss. Dimato's dick was a handful; slightly shorter than Tyler's at 7.5" but extremely thick.
They were standing behind a white van that the thug had pressed Tyler up against when he caught him. Dimato opened the doors and shoved Tyler inside.
Dimato lifted his employee's legs and filled his gay-gap with his steel sex-stick.
"OHHHHHHHH!!" Dimato's reaction to his cock making contact with Tyler's ass was more of a roar than a moan. Not surprising as he appeared to be a bit of a beast.
As Dimato relentlessly ravaged Tyler, one could be forgiven for confusing the loud cries of pleasure echoing from the van for a murder.
Dimato thrust so quickly into Tyler his pants slipped to ground on their own. He then took off his shirt; his hot hairy chest pressed against Tyler's smooth one, making for a compelling contrast as the older and younger studs kissed.
"OHHHHHHHH!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!" Tyler screamed as Dimato began jerking him off again; his thumb rubbing the tip of Tyler's tool as he pumped his pole.
The crime boss was a sex god; it wasn't long before Tyler sensed he was about to explode.
"OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" Tyler screamed repeatedly in an outrageous orgasm; his cum wildly washing over his body.
Knowing he was the cause of such exhilaration drove Dimato crazy to the point he unleashed his own unrestricted rush of hot, runny, white cock-choc; topping Tyler like a hot fudge sundae.
"I'll be in touch." Dimato said, kissing Tyler as he dressed and left.