This is a fictional story, based on Hollyoaks that I have no involvement in. It does not imply anything about the sexuality or relationships of any characters or actors involved. It doesn't follow the storylines of Hollyoaks rigidly, but will be influenced by it. All actors are over 18, and the character's are all age of consent or older.
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Damon was led in bed, wanking his dick as he moaned. It had been so long since Liberty had left, and he had gotten used to ending the day like this. He worked his hand faster as he thought of Liberty, but it wasn't enough for him tonight. The longer she was away, the less he thought of her, so he thought of different women in the village. Maxine and Zara, even Cindy but Damon just couldn't get off. He stopped wanking and lay there, then turned his head, and looked at the picture of him and Brody that hung next to the bed. He missed his best friend, and though the two had their troubles, they were like brothers. He felt his dick harden as he looked at the picture, and his mind drifted to some of their time together.
They had been friends since they were boys, and they quickly became best friends. They only became closer as they grew up, and shared many first's together. Brody had been Damon's first kiss. Brody told him of how a girl had kissed him during break in school, and how great it had felt, and Damon had looked sad that he hadn't been kissed yet, so his mate took pity and kissed him. Damon had been shocked, but then they had both laughed after. The two spent many hours over the next few weeks practicing their kissing, learning better technique's but neither admitting they were starting to like it more and more as both got better. They both discovered the joys of masturbation, and both talked about how good it felt, and how much cum they shot, and who they were thinking of as they jerked off.
At one of their sleepovers, they were watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Brody led on a air mattress on the floor as Damon led in bed, and both grew hard as they watched the female kickass. Brody moved first, taking his dick into his hand as he started to wank, not sure how his friend would react, as his fist moved faster over his teen dick. Damon looked over as his friend groaned, and saw him wanking off before he copied him, both boys now jerking off together. They finally both came seconds apart, Damon's moan pushing Brody over the edge as they both splashed their pyjama's in cum. They had joked at each other as they cleaned up, and it started to become a common occurance for them to jack off whenever Brody slept over.
The two grew comfortable enough that after more "practice" kissing, they'd sit on the bed next to each other as they jerked off. It was Damon who first started to look at Brody's dick as they did it, and when Brody noticed, he started to watch Damon also, both secretly thrilled at the sight. One day, Damon finally built the courage to reach over and take Brody into his hand, and the other boy gasped and groaned as his best friend ran his hand over his dick. No-one other than him had touched him there, and it felt amazing. Brody wanted to return the favour and reached over, pushing Damon's hand away so he could do the same, and the boys locked eyes as they both stroked each other. Brody leaned in and kissed Damon, their lips locking together as they both shot their loads all over the other's hand.
They broke apart, and cleaned up. It was the last time for years that they touched each other like that, and Damon never knew it was because of his father Buster, who had begun to abuse Brody soon after. Damon had always just assumed Brody had regretted it, and both had multiple girlfriends over the years, but the two never talked of their experience, until well after the trial had finished and their friendship recovered.
They had both been sat on top of their new purchase, The Love Boat, having spent most of the day stripping the walls and moving rubbish out of the place. They sat there alone, cold beers in hand as they looked up at the night sky, talking of how great it was going to be when the place was up and running. They had finally put the recent troubles behind them, and were talking about their current relationships. "Man, Sienna is great, but she can be so intense sometimes. You just wanna kick back, relax and chill out."
Damon drank from his beer, as he said, "Yea tell me about it, bro. Max has been doing my head in recently, I know she's sick and I love her, but it's good to have a night off from the drama." Brody held out his beer, and the two toasted as they laughed. "It was so much easier back when we were kids, without all this women trouble."
Brody, sipped his drink as he asked, "What do you mean?"
Damon sensed the mood change, and realised what he'd said. He stammered, "God Brody, no I didn't mean that. I meant when it was just me and you, sitting in my room teaching each other to kiss. It was all so simpler back then." Brody nodded, his mind returning to the happy memory, one of the few he had before his life imploded.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Do you rememeber that day we jerked off kissing?" Damon's mouth went dry as he nodded, the memory had stuck with him all these years. "Do you ever think about what would've happened if.. if Buster hadn't.." Damon saw the man welling up, and put his beer down as he knelt next to his friend, pulling him into a hug as Brody wept. They held each other tightly, until Brody's tears stopped, and they parted with Damon remaining kneeling as he placed his hand on his friends arm.
"Truthfully, it was all I thought about for a while. I was so sure you regretted what happened between us that day, I never brought it up. And for that I'll always be sorry, if I'd asked maybe you would have told me the truth back then and we could have been together.." Damon paused, not even sure until that moment that he'd meant it that way. He wasn't gay, but he did love Brody in a way that had always been different to the way he loved the girls he'd been with. Brody had stopped breathing at his mates words, not sure he'd heard him right. Damon continued, "I always regretted not doing.. more with you. You were my first kiss, my first handjob, my.. my first taste of cum." Brody gaped at the admission, looking at Damon closely as he still knelt in front of him, whose face was red as he said, "After we came that day, we washed our hands. As I left, I saw a drop on my wrist, and I don't know why, but licked it off. It was the first time I'd tasted cum, hadn't even tried my own before then."
Brody shook his head in disbelief, as he said, "I had no idea. After everything, I was such a mess, I couldn't deal with what we'd been doing as well. Wish I'd known, we'd have definitely done more."
Damon placed his hands on Brody's knees, and looked up at his best friend as he revealed his final secret, saying, "I used to eat my cum whenever I jerked off thinking of you back then. Not always, Its not like I was in love with you or anything, but I wanted to remember how I felt that day. It's not the same though." Brody felt Damon run his hands up his legs, and breathed deep. No man had touched him like this since Buster, and he wasn't sure he could deal with it. But this was Damon, his best mate, a man he considered a brother, and he knew he could trust him. He let Damon work his thighs, the two looking at each other for any sign of hesitation. "Can I?" Damon whispered, waiting an eternity before Brody nodded.
Damon slid his hands upto Brody's crotch, rubbing against it as he undid Brody's shorts, and pulled them down to the man's ankle's as he exposed Brody's semi and took it into his hand. Brody wasn't wearing underwear, so his dick pointed at Damon's face as it sprung free and started to grow at Damon's slow strokes. He leaned back on his arms, letting his mate work his dick until it was at its full height. Damon studied it, this was the closest he'd gotten to to his friends dick, but it felt just right in his hand as he pumped it slowly. He looked up at Brody's face and said, "Bigger than I remember, bro," before taking the head into his mouth.
Brody cried out at the sensation. Sienna always refused to suck him off, so it had been ages since he'd felt a mouth on him, and the fact it was Damon only made it all the more intense. Damon sucked the tip, lapping up the precum that was leaking out, before he slowly started to bob his head. His eye's never closed, taking in the sight of Brody leaning back on his muscled arms, as his broad chest hidden by his vest. Brody just stared back at him, losing himself in pleasure as he felt his dick connect with Damon's throat, and his mate started to suck harder. He pulled back and licked over the whole shaft slowly, before taking it back into his mouth. He had dreamed of this for so long, he wanted to taste every inch of Brody, as he bobbed faster, never breaking eye contact as he swallowed as much as he could.
They lost themselves in the act, the rest of the world forgotten as Damon sucked his best friend off, on the roof of the bar they'd bought, where anyone could see them. Luckily it was past midnight, and the area was deserted, not that it would've stopped them at that moment. Brody was moaning louder now, resting a hand in Damon's hair as the mouth worked his dick, and he knew he wouldn't last much longer. He told Damon he was about to cum, but that just made Damon suck harder, licking around his sensitive tip until Brody filled his mouth. Damon pulled back so only the head remained in his mouth as it pumped shot after shot of cum into his mouth, and as he struggled to swallow it all, it leaked onto his chin.
Brody had collapsed onto his back, that had been the biggest load he'd shot in years, if not ever, and he panted as he felt Damon continue to lick him clean before sucking his balls so as not to miss a drop. Damon savoured the taste in his mouth, not able to believe he'd just done that, but not regretting a second of it. He returned to his seat, and watched Brody sit up finally, where he smiled awkwardly at his friend as he pointed as Damon's face, "You missed a bit mate." Damon reached up and felt the cum on his chin, wiped it off, then licked his fingers clean. Brody watched in awe, before he said, "Fuck man, that was incredible. Was that your first time?"
Damon nodded, before saying, "Never wanted to do it with anyone else but you." The two looked at each other, before leaning into kiss. The two made out for a while, before both packed up and headed home, Brody to Sienna, Damon to Maxine.
Damon, had taken his dick into his hand and was pumping it harder now as he relived that first blowjob on top of The Love Boat. He had loved the way Brody's dick had felt on his tongue, and the taste had been better than he'd remembered. He and Brody got together often after that, usually at their bar. It was almost always Damon sucking Brody, but Brody had started to jerk off Damon as they kissed after. It wasn't until Brody told Damon about having sex with Sid that they did more.
"Damon, I swear, the kid's ass was so fucking good. But I don't know what came over me, I love Sienna." Damon listened to his mate, conflicted emotions running through his head. They had taken a break from painting the windows, which were covered with newspaper, so they were alone despite the sounds of people outside. Brody had seemed distracted all morning as they'd prepped the place ready, so Damon had finally asked what was wrong, and Brody explained his encounter with Sid. Brody waited for Damon to speak, before asking, "What is it?"
Damon sighed, "First off, I've been sucking you off for a few weeks now, and that hasn't changed how you feel about Sienna, has it? And it sounds hot, but just I'm surprised you did that. I didn't think you were ready to go that far.." Brody looked confused, before Damon continued, "I thought if you was going to try that, it'd be with me." Brody's eye's widened as he realised what Damon was saying.
"Mate, I didn't think you wanted to try that. You and Max.."
Damon scoffed, "It's not about me and Maxine. It's about me and you. I love her, you love Sienna, but we love each other as well right." Brody considered, before nodding. "So if you wanted to do that, have sex with a guy, I thought it'd be with me." Brody understood, realising for the first time that Damon had wanted more from him. Brody crawled over, and took Damon's face in his hand as he kissed him slowly. He pushed Damon back, running his hand over Damon's body before placing it on Damon's bulge. Damon broke the kiss as Brody squeezed him, groaning as he said, "Brody, we shouldn't.." Brody kissed him again, cutting him off as he unbuckled Damon's belt and pushed them open to take his dick into his hand, causing Damon to tremble.
Brody pumped the dick slowly as he kissed and licked down Damon's neck and chest. He moved around so that he was bent over Damon's crotch, kissing the dickhead as it leaked precum. Damon groaned as Brody started to bob his head over his best mates 7" hard dick, feeling the guy work his tongue around his shaft, and he placed a hand to his hair to guide him gently. Brody moaned at the touch, vibrations in his mouth sending waves of pleasure through Damon's body. Brody continued to bob his head faster, gagging slightly as the dick hit his throat. He pulled back, watching Damon as he licked like a lollipop, before swallowing it deep again. He held it in his mouth, his throat spasming over the head, which sent Damon wild as he fired shot after shot into Brody's mouth. Brody hadn't been expecting it, but drank it down, tasting it as he rose up to sit back on his heels.
Damon sat up, and the two sat in silence, looking at each other as they breathed deep. They could still hear people outside, and it only added to the tension in the room. Brody stood and pulled Damon up, pulling him into a kiss as Brody pushed Damon's shorts down, followed by his boxers. Damon shuddered as he was exposed, before pulling away to ask, "Mate, are we really gonna do this?"
Brody smiled before pulling Damon's shirt off, followed by his own vest, telling Damon, "We've waited too long to do this, don't you think?" He pulled Damon back into a kiss, the two making out sensually as Damon pushed Brody's bulging shorts down, before they both kicked their clothes away. They were standing in the middle of The Love Boat, in the middle of the village, in the middle of a busy day with people just outside, and all of their focus was on each other as their tongues slid against the other, hands roving over the other's body. Damon turned away, walking away to the bar where he hunted for something, before holding it out to Brody. Brody saw the bottle of lube, and smirked as he said, "I don't need that yet." He turned Damon back to the bar, dropping down to his knees as he spread Damon's cheeks, and did a long slow lick up his mates ass. Damon sighed at the contact, before Brody dived in, licking around his ass.
Brody had eaten ass before, enjoying it with many women in the past, but Damon's tasted so different. Brody spat at the hole, before pressing a finger to it. He slid it inside slowly, hearing Damon gasp at the new touch, before moving it in and out slowly. He added a second finger, and began to scissor them to open Damon up, the man above him gripping the bar harder as he felt the fingers move in him. Brody continued until he felt Damon jump, shouting out as he felt Brody connect with his prostate. Brody smirked, and started to pump his fingers in and out faster, making sure to connect with the spot as Damon moaned out. Brody pulled out, and turned Damon back around, before kneeling down to expose his ass to the taller man. He bent down onto his arms, pushing his ass back toward Damon, who looked at it in shock and hunger. "My turn," Brody said, wagging his ass in invitation.
Damon stood there, looking at the bubble butt, before sinking onto his knees. He opened the cheeks, touching a finger to Brody's puckered hole, causing his friend to gasp. "Are you sure about this?" Damon asked, and Brody nodded, reaching his hands back to spread his own ass. Damon seared the image in his mind, his best friend opening his ass for him, before leaning in and licking at Brody's hole. The two moaned, it was a new sensation for both of them, and Damon moved slowly as he kissed all over Brody's ass before slipping his tongue into the hole. He jabbed at it harder, feeling it open up slowly, before copying Brody's movement's earlier, inserting a finger as he spat at the hole. Damon had never fingered an ass before, no woman he had been with had been willing to try anal, so he was astonished at the tightness of the hole as Brody groaned out as a second finger pushed in. Damon spat at the hole, getting it wetter as he spread his fingers, searching for the same spot that Brody had found in his ass.
He finally found it, and Brody moaned loudly, both freezing as they listened to the people outside. When it seemed no-one had heard them, Damon continued to fuck his fingers in and out of the guy. Damon pulled out and pulled Brody up, kissing as they tasted each other's ass on their tongues, before turning around and bending over the bar. Brody walked up to him, picking up the lube to smear on his dick, before pressing it to Damon's hole. He rested his hands on Damon's side, before asking, "Ready?" Damon looked over his shoulder and nodded, before facing forward again. He felt Brody push forward, his ass resisting until he felt the head slip in, both men moaning at the feeling.
Brody did not move, afraid he'd cum as his best mate's ass squeezed him like a voce. He waited a few minutes before pressing forward, slipping inch after inch inside. He listened to Damon pant, and groan, and stopped whenever he heard a wince of discomfort. He wanted Damon to enjoy this, so moved at his pace, until he finally had all 8" of his dick in Damon's ass. They stayed still, letting each adjust, as they listened to the sounds of Hollyoaks life around them. They recognized Mercedes arguing with Goldie outside The Dog, and James stood nearby on his mobile, all of them oblivious to the scene taking place so close to them. Brody began to thrust his hips, holding onto Damon's waist as he did, biting his lips to stifle his groans. Damon did the same, doing his best to muffle his moaning, until Brody placed a hand over Damon's mouth as he thrust.
Brody kept changing his speed, and alternated slow long thrusts with short sharp jabs. Damon only grew louder, before he looked over his shoulder, and panted, "Want to see you Brody, see you fuck me." Brody stopped, then pulled out and let Damon lie down on the floor on a pile of dust sheets. Brody knelt down, raising Damon's legs over his as he guided his dick back into Damon's ass. He slid in easily, and resumed his thrusts as Damon pulled his face down into a deep passionate kiss as he lost his anal virginity to his best friend. They moaned into each other's mouth's, until Brody broke the kiss and looked down into his friends eyes, and thrust faster and harder into the hole. "Fuck me, Brody mate." He kept repeating it as Brody moved faster, before he felt Brody explode into his ass. He continued to thrust until his last drop spilled, before leaning over and kissing Damon gently as he pulled out.
Damon groaned as his ass emptied, and felt the cum squelch in his ass. He watched Brody reach for something, and gasped as he felt Brody smear lube over his dick. He watched Brody throw the bottle away, before he straddled Damon's hips, and grasped the dick as he guided it to his own hole. The two locked eyes as Brody slipped the head into his hole, before he sank down its length. He went slowly, adjusting as the thick 7" filled him up until he finally settled his ass onto Damon's lap, sitting there as his ass convulsed around the dick. Damon ran his hands over Brody's legs, looking up at the gorgeous stud breathing hard. Brody used his legs to raise himself up, before dropping back down. They both groaned at the feeling, before Brody started to repeat the motion, gradually building up speed until Damon sat up and held him still.
Brody looked confused, as Damon shook his head and said, "I don't want to cum yet." He pulled Brody into a kiss, and the two remained still, Damon still buried in Brody's ass as they made out and stroked each other's bodies. Brody gave Damon a few minutes to cool down before he began rocking his hips again, moving it in his ass, moaning as it connected with his prostate repeatedly. They held each other tightly eyes fixed on the other, as Damon held Brody's ass and started to raise him up, and pull him down harder. Damon moaned out, "Brody, I love you mate."
Brody pulled back slightly, looking at his best mate, the man that was the closest thing to family he had, and said, "I love you, too bro. Make love to me Damon, please." The two locked lips as they continued moving against each other, moving faster as they approached another orgasm. If they cared, they'd have heard Sienna, Maxine and Liberty talking loudly as they walked pass the Love Boat, where the window's hid the passion taking place inside. The guys heard nothing though, completely focused on the other as they made love on the floor. Damon finally came, moaning into Brody's chest as he exploded. Brody felt the cum fill his ass, and held onto Damon's shoulders for support. Damon began lapping at Brody's nipple, sucking it as they both recovered, before Brody slid out off his dick and lay down next to his mate.
They stayed curled up like that, Brody's head resting on Damon's chest until they heard someone bang on the door trying to get in. They jumped up, greatful they'd locked the door, and stood silent as whoever it was walked away. They looked at each other smiling at the close call, before they began cleaning themselves up and dressed. Both walked gingerly as their asses were still tender and full of cum, and tried to talk but the chat was awkward. Brody left shortly after, and Damon did his best to finish off the painting, but his head wasn't in it and he left also.
Brody avoided the Love Boat for a week, before returning to find Damon unpacking boxes. He locked the door as he walked up to Damon, kissing him deeply, before pulling back to say, "I love Sienna, and you. I don't know what we're gonna do, but I need you in my life mate." Damon kissed back, and the two fell to the floor and made love again.
Damon exploded all over his chest, the biggest load he'd shot in weeks as he remembered that day. They'd gotten together often, neither willing to break off their relationships. They were so careful, no-one found out about them. When Brody got together with Warren and Joel, he'd kept it secret from Damon, not wanting his mate to think he wasn't enough. Warren thought the sex was a distraction from Sienna drama, but the truth was Brody was falling deep for Damon, and that was why he did it, convincing himself it was just sex.
And then Brody died, and Damon's world collapsed. He'd loved him, and would always regret not having the courage to try a proper relationship. As he looked at the picture, a tear fell from his eye, knowing he'd lost the love of his life. Would anyone ever replace that part of his heart?
A few people have requested this pairing, so I hope you like how I wrote it. Hadn't intended it to be this loving, it had started out as two mates helping each other out, but after watching some clips of them together, I realised thought this was a better way to go. I do feel sorry for Damon though, so let me know who I should partner him with. Beau? Joel?