Fucking In Hollyoaks Village

Fucking in Hollyoaks Village 80 (Gay, Celebrity)

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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Tom got to the McQueen house, Hunter welcoming him inside and explaining, "Prince is just having his shower, and then we'll wait for Romeo." Tom walked through to the kitchen and sat on one of the stools, wincing as his ass landed on the hard surface and he blushed a bit as Hunter smirked and handed over some coffee. "Will you ever admit to us that Zain is your new guy?" Tom almost dropped his mug as he gawped at his friend who chuckled and said, "You're obviously with someone. Prince and Romeo are your best mates, and the only ones you'd hide from us would be family. That leaves Zain." Tom wanted to deny it but Hunter raised his mug and said, "And I caught him adjusting his tent last week when you two were in The Dog. Looked huge, so no wonder you limping mate."

Tom just wanted to die now and begged, "Hunter, please man. Don't say anything. No-one can find out. It'll ruin everything."

Hunter said, "Never man. I wouldn't out someone like that. He swore you to secrecy?" Tom nodded as Hunter shrugged and said, "Fine, but know you can trust us with this if you need to." Tom sighed with relief as Hunter asked, "So you came from there now?" Tom stared and nodded as Hunter walked over to him and touched his sides and questioned, "So you are.. prepped?" Tom gasped as the hands pushed his shorts down, along with his boxers and left him half naked as Hunter turned Tom around and bent him down to the counter as he opened his jeans and withdrew his dick and guided it to Tom's ass, easing inside slow but smoothly until he was fully seated in the loose hole. Tom groaned as the large dick slid into him with almost no resistance as Hunter said, "Oh shit, he must be big."

Hunter started to thrust into Tom, the pair of them grunting as the McQueen guy sped up and slammed forward until he exploded deep into his friend. They were both breathing heavily after the quick sex, and jumped when they heard clapping come from the door where Prince was leaning with just a towel wrapped around his waist. Tom stayed there leaning on his elbows as Hunter pulled out and stepped aside as Prince dropped the towel and took his place, guiding his large dick into Tom's ass for his third fucking, and Prince announced, "Fuck bro, you really stretched him out for me." Hunter and Tom caught each other's eye and Hunter just patted Prince on the back as he left his brother to fuck their friend while he grabbed his own shower. Prince took his time, thrusting at differing speeds and roughness as he held Tom's waist in his hands, loving the way Tom moaned as he lay flat on the countertop and spread his legs a little to give better support to his body.

Prince had Tom leaning back against his chest when Hunter returned dripping wet from his shower, and there was a pool of cum on the counter and Tom was a wreck begging for the end when Prince slammed his hips forward and flooded Tom's guts with another load. Tom remained wrapped up in his arms as he felt the cum mix with the previous loads and he had to whine as he heard Prince say, "Hey bro, what say we call Romeo and stay in for tonight?" Hunter walked over and took Tom's face in his hands and kissed him deeply as Prince still supported his upper body in his arms and they finally asked Tom if that sounded good. Tom opened his eyes and nodded.

Mason was nervous as he sat with Charlie waiting. He'd loved the last few weeks they'd been together as a couple, and when he'd asked about coming here Charlie had been supportive and though he didn't ask him to, Charlie immediately volunteered to join him as support. The door slid open and there he was, walking toward them, nervous and failing to hide it as he sat down and his wrists cuffed to the table before the guard left them to talk. Mason stared at Eric for a long time, wondering how this man had had so much influence on his life such a short time ago. Eric looked broken, not the angry creep that Mason had last seen in the village and the lad felt a weight lift from him just at the sight of him. Eric was about to speak when Mason brought out a stack of envelopes and placed them on the table and started by saying, "I've brought these back. I didn't open them, but I felt I had to keep them to read someday." Eric's mouth opened as he flicked through the pile, all of them sealed and unread, his heart hammering in his chest as Mason continued, "I need you to stop writing to me."

Eric looked up, tears in his eyes as he cleared his throat and asked, "Why?"

Mason breathed deeply and stated, "What you did wasn't right. You were wrong, about everything, and that poisoned me so much that a part of me still hurt's. I know you thought you were helping me see the world for how it is, but its not like that. Not if you just try." He wiped his eye, frustrated that this was harder than he'd thought it would be and then Charlie took his hand and squeezed, an action not missed by Eric who tensed at the obvious sign of support. Mason took a moment and then said, "Eric, I don't know if this will help but I mean it. What happened between us was wrong, it shouldn't have happened, but if you ever cared about me in any way that was important, get help. For me, for you. Just get help. Please." The two lads stood up, Mason's feelings clear as he said, "I've already asked them to block anymore letters. Bye, Eric."

Eric watched them leave, anger and pain raging inside of him, and as they reached the door he called out, "Mase." They stopped and turned to look at him, the pause awkward until he asked, "Are you happy now?" He glanced at Charlie for a long second before meeting Mason's eye again.

Mason took Charlie's hand and squeezed it tightly and admitted, "I am." Eric just nodded his head, and that was it. They left him sitting there, the pile of letter's in front of him as they made their way out of the prison and to the car outside where Darren was waiting for them, and as they climbed into the car to head home, he felt content. They sat in the backseat to talk, and when they went quiet Darren checked the mirror and saw them making out and smiled to himself. A few miles further down the road he checked and saw Mason missing, and Charlie biting his lip as his new boyfriend gave him a blow job in the car, and Darren had to do his best and concentrate on the road, but he kept shooting glances back, and caught Charlie's eye as he adjusted the mirror enough to see Mason's head bobbing in his son's lap. They grinned at each other, staring at the other as Charlie finally shot his load into Mason's mouth, and as he thought that it was over he saw his son push Mason back against the door and returned the favour.

By the time they reached the end of the motorway, Darren was rockhard in his jeans and desperate as he heard Mason moan loud and spill into Charlie's mouth. Darren had to stop now before he caused an accident, and he pulled off the road at the nearest services and Charlie pulled his head back in a kiss that passed Mason's load into his mouth, and he just moaned as the kiss deepened. He saw people looking over as he got out of the car, his jeans tenting with an obvious erection as he hurried to the men's room, and didn't have time to shut the stall door before it was pushed open and Charlie joined him. His son sank to his knees and pulled Darren's zipper open, unleashing the dick he knew so well by now and starting to suck on it, his head rapidly moving over the length as Darren tried to hold back a groan of pleasure, and though he tried to push Charlie away his hands were soon tangled in his hair as he guided the blow job. They had to be fast, and in just a few minute's he flooded his son's mouth with his cum, felt him swallow around him and then pull off before racing away. Darren quickly did up his jeans and stepped out a moment later, getting some angry and startled looks from the men in the busy washroom, who had just seen a young lad leave the same stall as Darren. He hurried out, and raced back to the car to find Charlie standing looking smug and Mason redfaced as Darren realised why he'd run off so quick. It was to share his cum with Mason, and Charlie couldn't help but laugh at the awkwardness between the pair on the rest of the drive home.

Eric meanwhile went back to his cell to think about what Mason had said, and eventually cried himself to sleep as he clutched the letters to his chest. He was now truly alone.

In the next cell, Jonny Baxter was kneeling in front of a group of scumbag drug dealers that were using his mouth one after the other. Jonny was used to this treatment by now, but still resented the abuse he got from the men that treated him like trash. His white supremicist beliefs had never wavered, even after well over two hundred black and asian men had made him kneel. Well he told himself that his beliefs were firm, but not as firm as his dick inside his prison sweats when sucking those men off. And when the large black guard, the one that had enjoyed Romeo's ass on his visit to the prison so long ago, had him pinned him down at night to fuck his ass, Jonny had to bite down on the pillow to contain his cries as he feared what would happen if the other inmate's heard. Especially if they heard the cries turn into moans as he shot his load all over the bedding beneath him.

Warren had snuck out of the village, knowing he had to get away. His reputation relied on people seeing him as someone not to mess with, but too many now knew how he had given himself to Felix and other's, and that started a domino effect of paranoia. Every smirk and glance made him think they knew about him, and it got worse and worse, especially when Prince started to make sly comment's and suggestions when they were alone at the club. Warren should have given him a beating to stop him, but a part of him feared what would happen between them if Prince stood up to him and whipped his dick out to his boss, and Warren had tossed and turned in bed many nights thinking about it, waking up rock hard and panting. So he left. He left Mercedes to sell the club and run the garage, told Joel he'd be going away for a while, and went away.

Now he was in London, carving himself a little empire, building up his name and throwing his weight around as the big man once more. His confidence was rocked when he got a message from Joel, and opened it to a picture of his son sucking Freddie Roscoe's dick, the picture at an angle showing Freddie's body and Joel kneeling oblivious at his feet, unaware the photo had been taken. He fumed at the message, but his dick grew hard, and he didn't delete it from his phone. He spent days thinking about it, and then found a club on the other side of the city where no-one would know him, and went to the men's room. He pushed his member through the glory hole, groaning as the anonymous mouth on the other side began to suck him off, and he must have been a little loud as the stall door was pushed open and a huge black guy stood watching him get sucked through the wall. Warren must have been caught looking, because the guy stepped in behind him, and in just a few minute's he was being fucked from behind by the big man, moaning loudly as the mouth on his dick sucked harder and he spilled his load into the hungry mouth. The man behind kept fucking him, and whispered how good his ass was, and Warren had to grip the top of the stall to hold on as the guy hammered his ass harder and faster until he finally exploded deep in his ass. Warren hung to the wall as the man pulled out and left, and then there was another man behind him, and Warren winced as another anonymous dick eased into his ass. He turned his head to look back, and saw some guy half his age but with an enormous dick start fucking him, and Warren turned back to the wall, knowing he had made a mistake coming here.

Four more men fucked him after that one, and he lost track of how many men sucked him off through the wall, knowing it was probably more than one by the way they blew him, but he last man, Guy number six, who had just fucked him for almost ten minute's in the stall, brought Warren back to his senses as he told him, "If you stay much longer, the entire club is going to come back here and fuck your ass, word is out on you."

That made Warren worried, knowing he couldn't risk being discovered like this, and so he hurriedly pulled his trousers back on, his underwear and shirt long since torn from his body, and he ran out of the bathroom. He knocked a couple guys over on the way, and from the loud shouting Warren knew they'd have been next if he hadn't left, and made his desperate escape throught the rear fire exit rather than make his way through the busy club. He got to his car and drove home, looking over at the marks on his body, hickey's rising along the back of his neck and shoulder's, nipples red and raw from being abused, and bruises on his waist where they had held him tight as they drilled his ass, which was leaking a river of cum down his legs.

He thought he had been careful, that none of them knew his name, but over the next week every look and word from any one he met made him nervous, and then one of his dealer's made some crap comment about if Warren had enjoyed his weekend. The hardman eyed him carefully, and thought he looked kind of familiar, but couldn't be 100% sure. Just in case though, he cornered and roughed the dealer up violently, and even though he eventually convinced Warren he hadn't told anyone about what had happened that night at the club, Warren made plans to leave the country behind. After dumping the body, of course.

Tom was kneeling over Hunter's body, Prince behind him as the twins kissed and touched every inch of their friend as he was sandwiched between them. They were all hard, Hunter's and Prince's dicks sliding over his ass as he ground his hips down onto them when Hunter asked, "Tom, do you want to try and take us both?"

It took a minute for Tom to register the question, and he looked down with a glazed look in his eyes as he asked, "What?"

Prince sucked a kiss onto his neck, making Tom quiver in delight as Hutner repeated, "Shall we both fuck you, together?" His dick touched Tom's gaping hole the moment he asked, and sank a couple inches inside as Tom moaned loudly, especially when Prince's matching dick brushed over the invasion site and threatened to breach alongside his twin. Hunter caught Tom's head and made the guy look at him and said, "Only if you trust us." Tom looked back, lust taking him over as he nodded his head and then he felt hands lift and guide him into position. His body straddled Hunter's lap, the large erection sliding the whole way back into his ass as Hunter ran his hands over Tom's legs and chest, sitting up to watch Tom carefully as they tried this. Prince settled behind his friend and knelt over his brother's legs as he guided his large dick to meet Tom's already stuffed ass, edging its way in just enough to clear Tom's head. He stiffened as the tip inserted itself, the recent fucking in the kitchen as well as the earlier load from Zain helping to lube the way as it slid in at least a couple inches before Prince stopped. Tom's body was on fire now, and he grunted and groaned as he adjusted to the two huge dicks, even if only one of them was fully bedded in his ass at the moment. But the two twins held firm, remaining still as they felt Tom spasm and clench around them, placing soothing kisses to Tom's neck and throat as he knelt there, shaking a little at the strain.

It felt like forever, but Prince pushed forward another few inches, and Tom cried out as his ass stretched wider than ever, his head thrown back as he wondered how Romeo had survived this let alone walked after. More kissed to his chest and neck, Prince turning his head so that they could make out slowly as Tom adjusted to the additional length, hands moving and caressing every part of him but his genitals as though afraid he'd orgasm at the slightest touch. The kiss deepened as Prince used the distraction to eased forward, sliding on until Tom had to breakaway and groan, his body trembling now as Prince looked down to see there was only a few inches more until Tom had taken both McQueen brothers, all 24" of them. He lifted Tom up slightly, getting a pained groan from the guy as he rose up off Hunter's thick member and then sat on his brother's thigh, leaving their balls lying on top of each other and both half buried in his tight hole. He whispered to Tom, "All down to you bro."

Tom looked back, his face dripping with sweat from the strain his body was under and he just stayed there for a few moments before settling his hands on Hunter's shoulder's and held on for dear life as he pushed his ass down their combined dicks. The sensation was like nothing else, and it made losing his anal virginity feel like nothing in comparrison to the two member's invading his ass right now. But Tom wasn't one to give up, and after stopping a few times he felt his ass meet hair, and as he straightened up the twin dicks shifted and pressed against his prostate hard enough that he very nearly orgasmed just from that small move. As his ass clenched over the invasion in his ass, his brain was adjusting slowly to the knowledge his ass had both McQueen twin's, and that every shift made one or both of them move just enough to make him angle the dicks to stretch him more, until finally he settled into a 'comfortable' place. Hunter laid out below him, Tom's slowly filling erection growing as it lay semi hard from his own pubes to lie against Hunter's stomach, his ass resting on both twin's groins so that their pubes tickled his overstuffed ass, just the act of breathing enough to make him sigh and gasp at the subtle shift. Tom swore he could feel both heart's beating in the brother's chest's though their member's, a thought that excited him more than he thought possible.

It was an eternity of soft touches, kisses and whispered words of enouragement before Tom started to ease up and down the lengths, all of them wary to see how Tom would react, but he groaned low in his throat and kept going as the discomfort made him wince. It hurt, of course it did, but it lessened with every rise and fall of his body as his hole stretched and strained to accommodate the mammoth erections, the previous loads and leaking pre cum enough to lube his ass as he started to glide over them more easily. He began to moan louder, the pressure on his prostate making him shake as his dick threatened to blow, and he asked the pair, "Guys, please, make me cum. Please."

Prince kissed his neck, neither brother moving as he whispered, "No, bro. You in control, boss." Tom bit his lip at the word, turning his head to his friend and getting caught in a kiss that was fierce and passionate as he kept fucking himself onto the twin men. He gasped, groaned and moaned loudly as he lifted higher and faster, really pushing his limits as the other two gripped and touched his body, knowing he wouldn't last much longer as Hunter bent up and pinched both of his nipples at the same time. That was it, and Tom screamed loud enough to wake the dead as his dick exploded all over Hunter's upper body, his ass pushing down hard to take the twins as deep as they could go as his entire body thrummed in pleasure, and a couple minute's later Prince started to slowly thrust. It was the first either McQueen had moved since this started, and Tom saw star's.

He didn't even hear the key opening the front door until Romeo called, "Guys, you started without me." Tom started, but couldn't move if he'd wanted to as Prince held him in place by his waist and continued to thrust forward slow and steady, as Romeo locked the door and came in. He stooped next to his friends and turned Tom's face to his and studied him as Tom reacted to Prince's movements and then kissed him deeply, Tom's moaning muffled by the kiss until Romeo broke apart and asked him, "Feels bad but so, so good. Right?" Tom nodded his head, and they kissed again before Romeo moved to kiss Prince behind him and whisper something Tom couldn't focus on right now, and then he was kissing Hunter as Tom watched. His hands were still holding onto Hunter's body as Prince fucked into him, and then Romeo stood up and started to strip off, throwing his clothes away and running out of the room and up the stairs. He returned a minute later, and they all laughed as he pulled the Tom's Turtle cap onto his head and stepped up to Tom and said, "Hey boss." Tom looked up, eyes taking in the fit as fuck stud standing naked in front of him, his dick hanging hard from his body and wearing that hat to be funny, and Romeo just grinned wider as Tom reached out and pulled him closer and starting to suck on his dick as Prince kept fucking him.

Tom had enough skill to take Romeo into his throat, and so when they timed it right he had all 24" of McQueen dick in his ass as well as all 9" of Romeo's, leaving him stuffed with over 30 inches of dick. If two years ago someone had told him this would be happening he'd have laughed and gone home to masturbate to the fantasy, but it was happening and it just felt incredible. Hunter kissing and touching his body as Prince fucked his ass, with Romeo in his mouth, Tom felt so good as he realised it didn't hurt anymore, it was just electric. Prince moved faster, still careful to not go too hard or fast, but his orgasm was obviously building as he grunted with every thrust now until Tom felt the dick pulse and throb as it flooded his stuffed ass with another load. He felt it fill every part of his ass, and he was moaned in satisfaction as Prince slowed and stopped moving, plugging his ass to keep the cum inside. Tom thought it was over, but kept bobbing his head over Romeo's dick when he was lifted up a few inches, Prince still buried to the hilt in his ass as Hunter began to thrust up, Tom whimpering as the large dick struck new spots in his ass and he felt a small stream of cum leaking out of him now he was raised up. Prince had a tight hold on Tom's upper body as his brother fucked up into their friend, his dick stirring back to life as he felt Hunter slide against him in the sloppy freshly fucked hole, the tunnel attempting to close over them despite the huge volume of cum lubing the way for the sex to happen. Tom couldn't focus on Romeo's member as Hunter sped up, and he let the shaft fall from his mouth as he fell back onto Prince's body, his knees struggling to keep him upright as another climax built up in his balls. He groaned as he called out, "Oh God!" He said it over and over again as Hunter continued to thrust, harder and faster until Tom felt the dick explode with one final upward slam that lifted Tom a few inches into the air. His body was so close to climax but was denied as the fucking slowed and then stopped, the atmosphere charged with erotic energy at what was happening here.

Hunter lay back down, his chest rising and falling as he recovered from his orgasm, Prince struggling now to hold Tom up as his friend was a limp sweaty mess in his arms, and Romeo knelt next to them to check Tom was alright. His face was flushed as he weakly opened his eyes and saw Romeo mere inches away and darted down to his erection jutting out of his body and reached out for it, stroking it a few times as he pleaded, "Romeo.." That grin flashed at him, and Tom groaned as Prince withdrew from his ass and a wave of cum flowed from his beaten hole, and the stream only strengthened as he was lifted off Hunter's lap and they tried to stand him up as Hunter also climbed to his feet. His three mates guided him to the sofa and were about to lay him back when Tom pushed Prince down first and turned around. His hole was a open mess after the double penetration it had gone through, so as he sat down on Prince's member it slid into him smoothly and led back, covering Prince with his body and beckoned Romeo to come closer. The move shocked them all and they were about to question him when Tom sighed and said, "Come on mate, I want this." Romeo looked at his friend, stunned at the sight of him writhing and hard on Prince's lap, begging for release.

"You sure?" He asked, even as he bent over them and guided his 9" dick to the open goal that was Tom's ass. Tom nodded his head, and Romeo slipped inside and met almost no resistance as he eased his way in slowly. "Fuck," he muttered, realising the McQueen's had really done a number on Tom's ass as he bottomed out in just a few seconds. His dick sat there a moment as he got used to the wet chute clenching around him, as though trying to tighten around the new visitor and then Romeo started to thrust. Tom shouted as his the dick hit his prostate three times directly, and after being so close it only took that for him to orgasm again, this time shooting all over his own chest as he moaned. Romeo stopped, looking over Tom's shoulder at a stunned Prince who had barely moved since being trapped beneath Tom's body. They locked eyes and grinned as Tom groaned and collapsed, not unable to hold his head up after another climax, and Romeo and Prince paused to just enjoy the way Tom's ass spasm around their dicks, pushing them together as though massaging them to keep them hard. They brought their heads closer, unable to reach without shifting Tom's weight, so they began kissing on either side of his shoulder, Prince from behind while Romeo focused on his collar and neck, eyes locked on each other.

Minute's passed, and Hunter had moved to sit bedside them as he watched, stoking his semi hard dick to the hot scene taking place. It was nearly five minute's before Tom lifted his head, looking around him as though waking from a dream to the sensation of two big dicks still buried in his ass and his mouth caught in a soft kiss as Romeo leaned up over him. They made out for a few moment's until Romeo started to thrust slow, gradually building up the pace as Tom moaned at the feeling of being fucked again. He was exhausted, but not ready to finish just yet. Romeo thrust, getting faster as Tom writhed in pleasure on top of Prince's body, the movement making his ass grind on the thick member beneath him and making Prince groan and bite down on Tom's shoulder as he began to thrust up. That was it for Tom then, who became more animated as the two men, his most trusted friends in the world fucked him in tandem. His balls, almost emptied from multiple orgasms churned to find any drop to unload as his breathing became heavier until his body trembled as the climax washed over him, his dick twitching as a small pearl of cum oozed from his weakened body. His ass clamped down, squeezing over Romeo and Prince as they continued to fuck him, and Tom whimpered as their dicks struck his prostate repeatedly and pushed him to orgasm twice more in a matter of minute's as they flooded his ass at the same time. They both grunted as they came, Tom just a mess of limbs as he felt them slow and pull away from him, lying him down on the sofa as he rapidly gave into sleep.

Tom didn't even feel the blanket pulled over him before he was gone, and the three mates stood over him for a while to make sure he was OK when Romeo said, "So, shall we order some food? He's not going anywhere tonight." Tom woke up several hours later, and after failing in his attempt to stand up he saw a bottle of water and some pizza on the floor next to him. He smiled, hearing moans come from upstairs and just led there, took a huge bite from the pizza and drained the entire bottle as he felt the blanket scratch against his still sensitive ass. He flipped the cover off, hoping that he'd be able to walk again soon after all that he'd been through earlier, but knew he could stay if needed to.

Lucas and JJ were sitting in the changing room after an intense football practice, and they were sat on the bench in their kit. Kneeling on the floor in front of them was their coach and teacher Beau Ramsey, and he had his face planted in their feet, sniffing and licking over them as they joked and laughed at how mad this was. Beau couldn't argue with that, but he also couldn't stop his tongue licking a long line up the inside arch of JJ's foot to taste his sweaty musk, his mind blown at how much he was enjoying this. His dick strained in his trousers as he knelt there and moved from lad to lad, enjoying the slight difference in taste of both of them. He sucked their toes, lapped over the soles before kissing along the top of their foot and letting them fall to the floor. He wasn't done as the same thing was repeated with their other feet, as he removed the sock and inhaled the piece of clothing so deeply he thought he might pass out and then spent another five minute's worshipping each of their other feet until both lads had been thoroughly bathed. His mouth tasted of them, a strange blend that had him look up with lust burning in his eyes as they stood in front of him and pulled down the front of their shorts to expose their erections, and for the next twenty minutes he moved between them as he sucked them off, making sure to lap up any trace of sweat from their genitals as he bobbed his mouth over them.

When they were both finished and he sat back on his heels to wipe his mouth clean, Dillon walked in, still weary after a full days work. Lucas and JJ went to the showers to clean up quickly, leaving Beau to remain in his place as Dillon walked over, hauling his member out and presenting it to the horny teacher. Mr Ramsey hardly hesitated as Dillon's scent hit him, and soon he was blowing another young lad, thinking at least this one was a former student and not one he'd see every day at work. His nose flared as he caught a whiff of Dillon from after a hard days work in a hot kitchen, and by the time Lucas and JJ emerged he was still bobbing his head in Dillon's lap. He finished the lad off as they finished getting dressed, and then it was his turn to moan as the three young men fumbled his dick out and started blowing him as he stood against the wall. With three talented mouths, it was ridiculously fast, and they left him to clean up the mess and collect the damp socks they'd left behind.

John Paul was heading to meet Damon for a drink, and maybe a bit of sexy fun if he played his cards right. They'd had a couple odd moments after John Paul had sucked the guy off, and after the awkward moment Damon had just asked if he wanted to grab a drink. John Paul had agreed, knowing it might not mean anything but hoping for the best, especially after what had happened with Abe. He still didn't know how to deal with that situation, and prayed this night would clear his head a bit and make the decision a little easier. He walked the short route to meet Damon, and then felt a hand grab his arm and drag him toward the garage, veering off at the last moment to enter the caravan. He spun as the door slammed shut and saw Abe standing between him and the door and demanded, "Abe?! What the hell?"

Abe tried to act cool as he asked, "What have you said to Cleo? The family?" John Paul tried to push his way pass, but Abe stood firm and shoved John Paul back and asked again, "What have you told them?"

John Paul just shouted, "Nothing, alright. Nothing. I've been trying to think of what to say." He knew the statement was a mistake as Abe smirked at him and started to undo his jeans and walked toward John Paul who backed up and sat down on the bed as the menacing man moved closer.

Abe said, "I knew it. Fucking fag like you probably loved it." He pulled his dick out and let it hang there in front of John Paul for a second before taking it in hand and slapping it around John Paul's face a few times and then shoved it into the mouth that had hung open in shock. John Paul wanted to pull back, but for some reason his lips sealed tight around the shaft as Abe took hold of his head and started to fuck his mouth ruthlessly, a constant stream of filth spilling from his mouth as he used John Paul for his own pleasure. It was five minute's at most, but whenever Abe pulled out of his mouth to allow the McQueen man to breath he'd slap his wet dick into his face, marking him before plunging his dick into the open grasping mouth again. John Paul heard the names "Fag" "Cocksucker" "Bitch", everything that should make him feel repulsed but he kept sucking as Abe thrust into his throat, the lack of a gag reflex making this even better for the other man.

Abe held his head down on his dick as he fired his load straight into John Paul's throat, not even giving him a chance to taste the nectar he'd worked for before shoving him back and walking back to the door as he zipped up his jeans and was about to leave. John Paul stood up slowly and croaked as he asked, "You won't hurt Cleo right?"

Abe growled and turned back to slam John Paul into the cupboard and said, "What would really hurt her is finding her cousin creeping all over me trying to get my dick. It'd crush her, and you know it. So just keep your nose out of our relationship and your mouth shut." He grinned, his true face showing as he said, "Well, unless I decide I want to your mouth open for something else." He hawked up a massive spit ball and shot it into John Paul's stunned face, the majority landing in his gaping mouth as he left the McQueen man behind. John Paul took a minute to clean his face, and left the caravan, his meeting with Damon almost forgotten as he raced to the Love Boat, starting a new prayer that the guy wouldn't notice anything wrong with him. They ended up messing around that night and it was great, and they both promised to meet again soon.

Damon never knew that John Paul was seeing Abe behind his back, often sitting through dates with John Paul's ass tender from the fucking it had taken an hour or two previously. John Paul lost count of how many times he had to turn up late, because of him. He even had to cancel a few times as Abe left him in no condition to see anyone, his ass raw from being spanked, or with bruises forming on his hip where the grip had been so tight as he fucked the McQueen man. Everytime John Paul said it was the last time, but it never was.

Felix was across the country, taking his frustration out on an almost comatose Taz as he fucked the former drug dealer in their bed. Felix had left the village a while back, things getting more and more complicated with all of his double lives, the lies catching up with him and then his family falling apart. He'd taken his anger out on Taz one night in Chester after running into the scumbag, and ended up dragging him into an alley for another punishing fuck, the pair had somehow ended up inseparable. Felix forced Taz to give up his network, and he made sure that the word went out that Hollyoaks and especailly the youth centre were off limits. Taz had enough influence left that the order spread, but as the police got closer to finding them, they had both worked together to run south to get away.

So here they were, in some crap flat in Bournmouth. Taz, the once cocky drug dealer and hard man with dreams of running a criminal empire, taking it in the ass from the guy that had ruined his dream. And as he clawed at the bed, he didn't hate how his life turned out.

Carter was sat in a bar, nursing his drink with the weight of the world on his shoulder's. He'd fled the village instead of facing what had happened and the truth he feared so much, and now he was alone. No job, no friends, and no support for what was next. Then someone sat on the stool next to him and he turned to see a handsome guy smiling nervously at him and ask, "Can I join you?" Carter sighed, about to say no, when he realised no-one was here to judge him, because no-one knew him here. He nodded and held his hand out to introduce himself to the stranger who answered, "I'm OB."

They chatted for hours, and it got later Carter decided to give in to his sinful urges one more time. It ended up being six full days of sin as they never left the hotel Carter was staying in except for food, and it might have been the best week of Carter's life as he hid nothing about himself for the first time. He would repent eventually, after fleeing OB during the night and abandoning his happy bliss, but he always remembered that week. OB looked for him, but Carter was just a ghost, and so went back to his life.

Sam was loving his Hollyoaks return. He had got into a kind of relationship with Ryan back home, and decided to go back and see how the family were doing and maybe tell them about his life now, and had even brought his best outfit. Dave had been shocked to see his oldest son on the doorstep, but welcomed him into the flat and called Ethan down to talk and let them all catch up. They'd listened and talked, explaining how things had advanced since Sam's sudden departure, and when Dave went to grab some drinks for them Ethan grabbed Sam's bags to take up to one of the bedrooms, and as Sam followed behind his uncle said, "You know you can come home?" Sam sighed deeply and nodded, asking for a little time before he came back down.

Ethan shrugged and left him to it, and it took nearly half and hour for Sam to transform himself into Samantha, nice dress and heels, with make up and wig styled to make him the stunning beauty that had seduced Ryan a few month's back. He readied himself and went to the stairs, walking down them carefully to find his father and uncle on the sofa, jaws on the floor as they watched him enter the room. Sam shifted nervously at the bottom of the stairs, waiting for them to respond when Dave asked, "Sam?"

Sam took a deep breath and said, "Actually, like this I prefer Samantha." He went to sit down opposite them, showing off his legs as he folded them and explained how he met Ryan like this, and how he felt good dressed up. "I'm not, like.. planning to transition or anything. I just.. like this." Dave was stunned, but Ethan less so as he stood up and held his hand out for Sam and spun him in a twirl, swooping him down in an exaggerated move that took his nephew's breath away before standing him up and staring at him.

Dave watched them kiss, struggling at the sight of his brother making out with his oldest son, who was currently dressed like some beautiful woman. Ethan's hands slid around Sam's body and groped at his ass, the dress lifting just enough to show some lacy thong under it that had Dave shift in his seat. Because truthfully, the pair were fucking hot together, and Dave had to remind himself that was his son there, not some woman they had picked up at some bar like they had in the past. Ethan turned Sam around so that he was facing Dave, his arms reaching up to grab at Ethan's head as it planted kisses at his neck and finally whisper something that made Sam open his eyes and look at his father for a long moment and nod. Sam moved to Dave, and bent over him seductively and kissed him, the Dad stunned at how hot it was to have this beauty making out with him, knowing it was actually his oldest son and the kiss deepened for a minute until Sam broke the kiss and knelt in front of him and reached out to pull open Dave's trousers, and that was when Dave moved for the first time. He grabbed the hands to stop this but Ethan was there and kneeling behind Sam on the floor and said, "Come on brother, she won't be the first woman we've shared. Or the first son."

Dave was shocked at the suggestion, and froze as Sam paused and asked, "You've both had sex with Mase?" Shame rose on Dave's face, but he finally nodded as Sam smiled and pulled at his trousers to drag them down Dave's legs, and he reluctantly lifted his hips to allow his body to be stripped as Ethan pushed Sam's dress up to his waist and expose his smooth, but peach perfect ass. He grabbed both globes, squeezing them and with a smirk grabbed the thong and with ease tore it apart with one rip of his hand, tossing the piece's to one side as he reached down to finger his nephew but found a small plug buried in his ass. Sam moaned as it was pulled out and dropped forgotten to the floor, his uncle's fingers replacing it in seconds, and he pushed back to meet the probing digits as he grasped his Dad's dick in his hand.

He jacked the man off as Ethan fingered his ass and then Dave said, "Samantha." A thrill ran down Sam's back at the mention of his secret identity, and he looked up at Dave and bent to take the erection he was holding into his mouth. Dave bucked his hips up into his son's mouth, groaning as the heat enveloped him, and then again as Ethan guided his own dick into Sam's ass making the younger man moan around his shaft. Sam wasn't the first woman or guy they'd shared, but this was something else for all of them. Sam being fucked by his father and uncle, while dressed up like some random pick up, and Ethan watching the long haired beauty bob their head in his brother's crotch, while Dave saw his younger brother fuck the person sucking him. They'd done this with women in the past, and had spent a few night's in similar position's with Mason, but Sam like this was different. They could fool their mind and picture someone else, but then Dave would catch Sam's eye and the fantast of "Samantha" was gone. Ethan sped up and heard his nephew moan like no woman ever had, and it just encouraged him to throw his hips forward harder and make the moan louder.

For a while the brothers fucked like that, spit roasting Sam between them until Ethan came with a loud roar, that made Sam suck harder and drain his Dad of his seed as he exploded in Sam's mouth. Ethan let his heart settle until he wrapped Sam up in his arms and started to play with his dick, which had been shaved totally smooth like the rest of his body and he spoke to his brother as he said, "Fuck Dave, so just the one son now." He laughed jokingly as Sam moaned at the comment, and wriggled to get away when Dave leaned in and stared into his eyes for a long moment.

Ethan was still playing with Sam's erection as his father said, "Nah, I still got my two boys, Samantha is just part of Sam's life. Right?" Sam whined and nodded, as Dave said, "And we love you, no matter what." Sam gasped as his mouth was caught in a kiss as Dave moved forward, Ethan's lips settling on his neck as he exploded all over the floor in front of him, the acceptance pushing him over the edge. More sex was had through the night, both as Sam and his alter ego, but they decided to keep the secret from Mason and other's in the village.

Sam went back home, and was pleased as over the next few months, Ryan slowly grew a lot more comfortable spending time together as themselves, and only using Samantha to add some excitement to the bedroom. It was a big change to Ryan's mindset, but he grew to miss Sam when they were apart, and though he had no plans to, he was beginning to pass barriers he'd set up when they first got together. He enjoyed eating Sam's ass and getting his own rimmed, having done both with his female partner's in previous relationships. One thing he thought he'd never do was perform oral and suck a guy off, but he did one night after Sam had been away for a week, and while he didn't love it, it also was nowhere near as bad as he thought it was going to be. It took a while but it became a part of their sexlife, used only for special occasions.

Sid was head down and ass up on Freddie's bed, pillow between his teeth as he endured yet another body shaking orgasm from the man behind him, hands gripped to the bedsheets as he held on for dear life. He'd come to hook up with Robbie again, but found the older brother at the door, and it was barely thirty minute's of outrageous flirting from the mechanic before they ended up here in the bed, and now an hour later Sid let out a moan as he felt Freddie speed up and fuck him through his second climax, Sid's ass clenching down on him until the Roscoe man couldn't hold back anymore and exploded deep in his ass. They were both breathing heavily when they heard the front door open and Robbie call out, and Freddie had to hold back a laugh as he saw Sid frantically race to pull his clothing back on, his face red and covered in sweat from the intense sex session they'd just shared. When Sid was dressed, Freddie pushed him against the bedroom door and kissed him hard, only pulling back when he felt the younger man give in and slide his tongue to meet Freddie's when the guy broke away and said, "I'll distract him, and you go for the door."

Sid was wide eyed as Freddie just threw a towel around his naked body and strolled out of the bedroom without a care and start talking to Robbie, peeking out to see him leading his younger brother toward the kitchen. Sid creeped out of the bedroom and was about to leave when he heard Robbie ask, "Jesus Fred, you stink of sweat man."

Freddie caught Sid's eye at the door and smiled and told his brother, "Rob, what can I say. Had some hot piece of ass throw themselves at me, what could I do but let them have it." Sid's dick twitched at the comment, as Freddie continued, "Beside's I should go shower before Joel get's here. Don't want him getting jealous."

Robbie scoffed, not hearing Sid quietly leave the flat as he asked, "Why are you seeing him anyway?"

Freddie looked back from the bathroon door and said, "Well, he's a good shag. And it pisses Warren off. Win-win." The Roscoe brother's laughed, and Robbie grabbed his phone as he fell onto the sofa and shot a message to Sid to see if he wanted to meet again.

Tony followed Ste into the cellar of The Dog, complaining at the way Ste refused to tell him what was going on as he said, "Ste, what are we doing here? I thought we agreed that you'd leave it alone and not mention it again. Now you send Di and the kids on some.." He froze as he saw Ollie leaning back on some crates that were stacked against the one wall, his legs crossed at his ankle's in some some sweats and a vest that showed his impressive body as it stretched over his chest. Tony faltered at his presence and he shot a look at Ste who just smirked back as he demanded, "What is this?!"

Ste grabbed Tony by the shoulders and pushed him toward Ollie as he answered, "Tone, you've been fighting this, but I'm your best friend so I need you to trust me. You need to get this out of your system." He had Tony standing in front of Ollie by now as he continued, "Now is your chance. Touch him." Tony gaped as Ollie pulled his vest off, grinning wide at the way Tony's eye's tried to look anywhere but at his hunky body, before finally staring at a spot over Ollie's head as he worked out a way to get out. And then Ste placed one of Tony's hands on Ollie's chest, and they both gasped at the contact, and time stopped for them all as each waited for one of the other's to move first. It was a full minute, but felt like an hour before Tony's large hand smoothed over Ollie's chest, feeling him breath under his touch, his heart hammering in his chest. It moved up to his neck and back down, grazing his nipple on the way and then around his stomach and back up, passing the other nipple before he was repeating the tour again, his hand sliding up to run over Ollie's neck and touch his jaw before descending again.

Ollie felt heat rising in his chest at the attention he was getting, Tony's hand feeling hot against his skin as it explored his body and he gasped as the hand came in contact with his nipple more deliberately. His body reacted, pushing into the touch as he groaned, "Oh shit, Tony." The guy smiled despite his nervousness, and returned his hand to the spot and began to tweak and play with the small nub as Ollie gasped and smiled back, his sweats already bulging from the excitement of this encounter. Ollie had doubted Ste's plan when the man had explained it, but it seemed to be paying off as Ste rubbed his own bulge at the side of his friend. He cried out when Tony pinched his nipple, and he arched his back into the touch as Tony's other hand reached up to begin playing with his other nipple, the pub landlord now groping the younger lad in front of Ste. The large hands felt great, and were expertly working over Ollie as everyone's arousal became more obvious, each one of them tenting their trousers until Tony looked direct into Ollie's eye's and brought his hand to his mouth and licked the thumb and fore finger, wetting them slightly and dropping them back to play at his nipple again. The saliva added something to the action, and Ollie had to moan louder as Tony grinned at Ste, both men amused at the younger man's reaction.

Ste was so turned on watching Tony molest Ollie's muscled body, his finger's hypnotic as they tweaked and flicked the sensitive nubs on Ollie's chest, and thought he might climax just standing witness to what was happening. He saw Tony's erection trapped and straining against his zipper, and he had to resist the urge to reach out to free it, aware Tony could snap out of this erotic scene and run away at any moment. But he had to get in on this, so he grabbed Tony's wrist and brought the hand to his mouth, aware of his friend and Ollie wathcing him closely as he took the index finger into his mouth and sucked on it gently for a few seconds and then did the same to the thumb, closing his lips around it as he maintained eye contact with Tony and then let the hand fall from his mouth. Tony seemed to pause a beat, and then let the hand drop back to Ollie's chest, the temperature in the room rising as they all had a part to play in what was happening now. Ollie's chest rose and fell as he felt his heart race, both of his nipple's hard and responding to the touch of the married man he had flirted with outrageously a few months ago. A man that had been one his father's best friends, who was now holding his other hand out for Ste, and as he saw him seal his lips around the offered hand and suck on them for a while, licking the thumb before it returned to tweak his other nipple again. Both nubs were wet with spit now, the large finger's always changing to either pinch, twist or press against them and Ollie's dick was at full mast in his sweats as his pre cum began to leak through them.

Ste's own dick was now in his hand, as he openly masturbated to the scene happening, and he stepped closer as he pushed Tony's arm away and bent to close his mouth around one of Ollie's nipples, flicking at it with his tongue and tasting him before raising his head and watching Tony eagerly return to play with the slippery nipple. The two best friend's grinned at each other as Ollie gripped the crate he was leaning on tighter in his hands, and Ste ran around to do the same thing with Ollie's other nipple, this time moaning into the buff chest as he felt Tony's hand hold his head down on the chest as he sucked harder on the teat, only pulling back when Tony released his hold. The nipple was red from the intense suction from Ste, and as the finger's pinched the nub between them, Ollie groaned loudly enough that Ste thought he might have climaxed just from that touch. He looked down and saw the obscene tent formed in the sweats Ollie was wearing, and dropped to his knees to free the member, needing to be a more active part of this. His eye caught Tony's bulge only a few inches away, but sensed his friend still wasn't ready, but as he peeled down Ollie's sweats he was slapped in the face by the thick 8" shaft and immediately took it into his mouth and bobbed his head over the length. Tony looked down in awe at the blowjob happening right in front of him, and the way Ollie reacted only made his fingers work faster as the young man moaned louder and thrust forward into Ste's mouth.

It didn't take long for Ollie to orgasm, and only a few minute's later he exploded into Ste's hungry mouth as he cried out in pleasure, Tony's hands rubbing his sensitive nipple's more slowly as he witnessed the climax with his mouth open in shock. The cry seemed to stir something in his brain, that this was wrong and shouldn't be happening, but he couldn't move away as his now still hands felt Ollie pant and breath deeply as he recovered, and Tony registered that this was Luke's son. That he was married, and that Ste was married, and that he was straight.. or so he thought. But his hands never moved, and he stood there feeling the heat radiate off Ollie's body as Ste cleaned off the spent dick with his tongue. Ollie tasted delicious, and as the softening member dropped from his mouth he saw Tony's threatening to burst through his zip, and so he reached out to open the trouser's, amused as his friend tried to complain but never moved back. The pants fell open and dropped down his legs a little, bunching at his knees as Ste swiftly pulled the boxer briefs down with them, leaving Tony exposed with trousers and underwear at his ankles and shirt hanging to cover his modesty. Ste however had the perfect view of the landlord's throbbing erection, all 9" of it, thick and leaking so that a pearl of fluid emerged from the tip. He looked up at Tony, his best and closest friend for years, and as Tony opened his mouth to tell him not to do it, Ste swallowed the member into his mouth and groaned happily at the weight of it on his tongue. Tony groaned, throwing his head back as the furnace enveloped his dick, and thrust his hips forward as he called out, "STE!!!"

Their friendship forever changed, Ste knelt there between Tony and Ollie, bobbing his head over the dick as he slobbered all over it, his own dick still in hand as he jacked off while blowing his friend. Tony raised his hands and ran them through his hair, unable to believe what he was seeing with his eyes and unable to move away from the amazing blowjob he was getting. Ollie stood there watching the man struggle with what was happening, and reached out to start undoing Tony's shirt, startling the older man as he felt the hands move lower and then push his white shirt open to expose his chest. Tony worked out a bit, but his would forever be a proper Dad bod, a perfect blend of beefy without being overweight or muscular. Ollie bent forward and let his tongue taste Tony, slightly musky from apparently not having a shower since yesterday, and he sighed as he began licking the chest of the man he had dreamt of seducing for such a long time. He spent time licking each nipple, and the cleave between them, before slowly sinking down to his knees and joining Ste, and Tony could only groan as Ste moved off his throbbing dick and was quickly replaced by Ollie's hot mouth, the younger man immediately bobbing his head over the member as Ste smiled up at his best friend and wiped his mouth. Hands groped at Tony's ass, trapping him in place as they both attacked his crotch, mouths moving over him constantly as Ollie and Ste licked and sucked every inch of his genitals, balls included, as the happily married man enjoyed the best blowjob of his life. And it was from two men, one a friend and the other the son of a much missed friend, and Tony thought of Luke as he tangled his large hands up in Ollie's hair and silently begged him for forgiveness from his deceased friend as he began fucking the lads mouth.

He came with a cry a few minute's later, his dick flooding Ste's mouth as he let go, and felt Ollie close in so that he could share the load they had worked so hard for, and as they both moved the pulsing head to Ollie's mouth to take the last burst's of the precious cum, a shot of cum splashed Ollie's cheek until his lips closed over the tip. Ste reacted without hesitation as he lapped the cum from Ollie's face as the lad sucked the last drops of cum from Tony's dick, and he was left breathless as he stood there over them, his brain trying to make sense of that intense orgasm he had just experienced. Tony had had many partner's through his life, been happily married, been unfaithful and had countless hookups, but that was hands down the best he had cum from oral sex, and he looked down at Ollie and Ste kneeling in front of him, his dick hanging limp now as they made out like they were celebrating their conquest. Tony was about to back away from them but Ste had a tight grip on his trousers, his friend holding him in place and keeping him where he was as he finally broke the kiss and smiled up at Tony and said, "Not yet mate." Ste stood up, his dick still hanging out of his track suit and he pulled Tony into a strong kiss by his shirt, the landlord taken by surprise as the mouth attacked his, tongue sliding between his lips as he stiffened at the suddenness of the kiss, at once registering the flavour of his own cum and both men in his mouth. He went to pull back, but Ste had both hands wrapped around his head and held him, the kiss only getting more passionate as Tony slowly gave in and relaxed into his first male make out as he started to finally returning the kiss. Minute's passed until Ste broke the kiss and grinned at Tony and said, "Finally, been wanting to do that for years."

Tony was aghast at the statement, but had no time to react as he felt Ollie take his semi back into his mouth and start sucking on it gently, and looked down to see Ste's dick slick with saliva, and guessed the lad had been busy while the two friends kissed. Now he froze as he watched Ste stripping his clothing, throwing the track suit away while grinning widely and stepped back up to Tony for another kiss, this one just as heated as he pressed his naked body up to Tony and kissed him until Tony couldn't keep his hands to himself anymore and ran them up Ste's back and pulled him closer. Ste groaned into the kiss as he felt the hands grope at his ass and he knew it was time, so he reluctantly pulled away from the kiss and turned his back and bent over the nearby stack of crates and presented his ass to Tony. He stared at the peachy cheeks, seeing Ste wiggle them suggestively at him when Ollie pulled off and guided his dick toward the offered ass, and as he was about to object he felt his erection press into the hole with ease. In a few seconds almost half of his 8" member was buried in his closest friend and gliding forward, some resistance starting to slow his progress as it stretched around Tony's girth, until he stopped with around 6" encased inside the hot tunnel. He was cheating again, this time with a man, his best friend. His hands reached out to grip Ste's waist, telling himself it was to stop this going any further, but then Ollie was at his side and smiling at him as he waited for the show to start, and Tony had to admit the lad was a fucking stud. Ste squeezed his ass around Tony, encouraging him to move when Tony finally said, "Fuck it."

He gripped his friend's hips tighter and pulled out, then eased his way back in hard and slow until he was totally buried in the warm ass and he stopped to listen as Ste breathed deep and adjusted to the length, his own chest rising as he panted, enjoying the way Ste clenched around his dick. It had been years since Tony had the pleasure of an ass to screw, Di being unwilling to let Tony do it, so to feel it now was heavenly to the pub landlord, as he realised Ste had the best ass he'd ever felt. Even Cindy couldn't compare, but he shook his head to dismiss the thought, wanting to enjoy this moment as he began to thrust his hips slow and steady. Ste gripped the crates as his best friend started to fuck him, and he moaned as his greatest fantasy became reality, and Tony gradually started to speed up and thrust harder as he gave into his lust. Ste heard Tony groan and turned his head to see Ollie had pushed Tony's shirt off and pulled his head forward in a heated kiss, their teeth clashing as Tony made out with Luke's son, the married man's thrusting stalling as he was kissed hard by the younger lad, one of his hands moving from Ste's hip to grab at Ollie's ass. Ste watched for a minute, but needed to feel Tony move again, so he began to buck his hips back onto his friend's dick, fucking his ass onto the dick he had dreamt of for years. Tony broke the kiss with Ollie as he felt Ste move, and he smiled as Ollie began to whine at the loss of contact, and his ego inflated at having the two men need his attention. He started to thrust again, while staring at Ollie and offered his other hand to his mouth, which the lad immediately started to suck on as he took the finger's between his lips. When his index and middle digit's were wet, he let his hand drop and reached around Ollie's body to his ass, sliding it between the firm cheeks and into the crack, and Ollie groaned as the finger's breached his hole in one smooth move. Tony raised an eyebrow as Ollie reacted, surprised at the ease he was able to penetrate the tight ass, but as he pumped his fingers he realised the hole had been prepped with lube and stretched out to accommodate his entry, and that explained how he had slid into Ste with little resistance.

So he stood there, fucking into Ste while pumping his finger's into Ollie's ass, the lad's moan mixing with Ste's whimper of pleasure, letting this unexpected threesome happen and just enjoy it. Tony knew he'd really come to regret this later, but right now it just felt too good to run away from as he kissed Ollie once more, thrusting his hips into Ste's hot ass again and again. He broke the kiss and saw Ollie's eye's glazed over and said, "Luke, he'd be.."

Ollie stopped him with a shake of his head and said, "My Dad would be happy to know you're looking out for me." Ollie kissed him again, slower and more meaningful, and broke the kiss to step back and push his sweats down, showing his throbbing erection and strong legs as he bent over the stack of crates next to Ste and presented his ass to Tony, who could not believe this was happening to him.

He eased his dick out of Ste's ass and moved behind Ollie and took hold of his waist, and pressed his member to the lubed hole and asked, "You sure?" Ste turned to watch, feeling annoyed and excited to see Tony fuck his second guy, and as Tony began to ease his dick into Ollie's ass he whispered, "Luke would be so proud of you, mate." Ollie groaned loudly at the words, hoping they were true but unsure his Dad would have been happy to know his son was slutting it up around the village. Tony kept pushing until he was buried deep and stopped, feeling Ollie clench and squeeze around him as he bent to the lad's ear and said, "He'd be so pleased you got through and survived everything, and you'd be happy again. He.. loved you more than anything, even if it never showed." Ollie felt a tear sting his eyes, and Tony began to fuck him and whispered, "Luke, forgive me."

Tony gradually built up the pace as he fucked the lad, his head lowered to watch his dick gliding in and out of Ollie's ass as they both moaned, the stack of bottles rattling as they rocked together, Ollie gasping as his prostate was targeted by the married landlord. He turned to see Ste smiling at him, still bent over his own stack of boxes and they kissed, whimpering as Tony pulled out of Ollie and side stepped to Ste and slid back into his ass for a few minute's. Ollie sighed, his dick leaking all over the floor as he watched Tony fucking Ste, and then the man was back behind and easing back into Ollie's tight ass for a second round, the lad groaning in pleasure as the older man grabbed his hips and started to thrust hard and fast as Ollie squeezed around him. He saw Ste smirk at him, and raised his hand to slap his ass, taking his best mate by surprise as he cried out, "What the hell was that for?!"

Tony grinned and said, "For making me do this."

Ste and Ollie both laughed and Ste said, "You can go if you want to.."

Tony stepped across and thrust back into Ste's ass, making him groan as Tony said, "As if I could leave knowing you two were going to tease me the rest of my life.. Oh shit.. If I just ran away.."

Ollie chuckled and said, "I don't think that's going to be the problem." Tony looked over as Ollie shook his ass at him and said, "I think the issue is keeping you away from us now you know how good it feels." Tony growled and swapped again, pushing into Ollie's ass with ease and slamming his hips forward, hard and rapid as he finally exploded deep into the lad's ass, grunting with each thrust as he kept moving through his release. Ollie had a tight grip on the crate's, feeling the load flood into his ass, panting happily despite his own climax being just out of reach as Tony gradually slowed then stopped, his head resting on Ollie's shoulder as he breathed deep and whisper something that Ollie didn't catch. "What?" he asked, turning his head slightly to look at the older man as he eased out of his ass.

Tony was red faced, suddenly nervous of what he'd said and done but answered, "I said your dad would have loved fucking you. He really, really would have." Ollie was stunned as Tony said, "Luke loved a hot piece of ass. And you, mate, have one of the best asses I've ever had."

Ste stepped over, taking the spot behind Ollie as he pushed his own dick into the freshly fucked hole, both of the groaning as the sensation and as he started to thrust into Ollie's ass Ste admitted, "Oh yeah, that's nice." Ollie held onto the stack while Ste had his turn, letting out more moans as his orgasm built up again, but five minute's later Ste still denied him as he edged the lad closer to release before adding his own cum into the young man who felt another load fill him up. Tony just stood there watching, his mouth gaping as Ollie turned and shoved Ste back, pushing him back onto the table nearby and raised Ste's legs up onto his shoulders and pushed his throbbing member into Ste's ass in one push. Tony had never seen two men fuck in real life, but now he had a front row seat as Ollie's buff muscled body started to thrust into Ste's ass, both of them getting louder and moving faster until Ollie leaned in and caught Ste's mouth in a searing kiss, Ste's arms grasping at Ollie's strong arms as he held on. Ollie was fucking him faster, his need to cum making the table creak and Tony thought it might collapse under their combined weight and effort, and then Tony saw Ollie make one hard final thrust and groan as he orgasmed. His dick exploded deep into Ste's ass, filling the older man as he kept thrusting, slower and more sensual as Ste whined happily in his arms, the pair kissing again as they both enjoyed the after glow of sex.

Tony stood there until they moved apart, and it was suddenly so awkward that they were all half naked and breathing loudly, so quietly they all started to get dressed and headed back up to the empty pub. Tony got them all a large glass of whiskey each, and they sat at the bar, and he looked around at them for a long time as he tried to come to some sense of what had happened in the cellar of his pub. He had to admit to having dreams of similar scenario's taking place, but to actually do it was something else, and he wondered how he could live with himself if Diane or the kids found out, or anyone for that matter. He listened as Ste and Ollie talked, telling him that this could just be a one time thing and that they could forget all about it, a secret between them that never had to be mentioned again. Or could, if Tony wanted it to. Tony drained his glass and was silent for a long time, thinking hard before looking at them both and nodded. That was it, nothing more said as Ollie stood up and hugged Tony, kissed Ste and left leaving the two mate's behind as Ste finally asked, "Are you OK?"

Tony didn't know how to answer, but nodded as he said, "I just.. don't want to lose my family for some stupid, amazing sex." Ste grinned and grabbed Tony in a tight embrace, the two friends holding onto each other as they stood in the empty pub.

None of them had seen the visitor. While Tony had been fingering Ollie's ass, and fucking Ste at the same time, his son had come back to collect his phone and gone to find where his Dad had got to when he failed to find him in the flat. He had heard noises from down in the cellar as he went down the stairs, and crept down to see what was happening, only to be confronted by the erotic scene taking place.

Anthony Hutchinson's dick rose at the sight, amazed this was happening to him again. He'd found his half brother at the school locked in his office giving what sounded like a series of blow jobs to some students, and that had excited but scared him in equal measure, and he'd fled before he could be found. And now he was watching his Dad in the middle of a hot male threesome with Ste and Ollie, and his teenage dick grew hard as he hid on the stairs and watched for a minute. He couldn't stay, but took a couple of quick pictures to remember the scene when he was alone tonight, and crept back up to the door and left to return to the car, where Diane and Ro were waiting patiently for him. Ro eyed him with a questioning glance, but he just threw his ear pods in and ignored the look, thinking about what he was missing out on back there, and had to turn his body to hide the tent in his jeans.

So that's it, the final chapter done.

First off, I want to say a huge thank you to everyone that has messaged and encouraged this story over the last year and half, its meant so much to me to know that people out there have enjoyed my work and effort. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. I hope you all enjoy this epic final chapter, and how I ended up leaving each character, even though I know some of you will be disappointed, but this is how I see it ending and hope the vast majority of you agree.

Second, I hope to take a short break and then explore some new stories, but I'm not turning my back on Hollyoaks entirely. I'll add some stories to it, but likely some stand alone stories, or maybe a time jump from this and start a new series. Not sure yet, but will see where the inspiration takes me.

Also want to say thanks to other authors that have helped and advised, its been great being a small part of this great community.

Finally, please keep messaging me on what you think of the series and all your favourite chapter's and couples, they really do mean so much. Take care, and hope you enjoy what ever work I start next.