I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE HOLLYOAKS' CHARACTERS.
The sun settled over the top of Hollyoaks in the small village. It was filled with people rushing to wherever suited them. Freddie Roscoe however, was watching them from the club's balcony.
Over his time in the village, he had some close shaves with the police and some of his number-one enemies. Freddie had enough with the drama over the last 2 year and he hadn't cared about the people who he had used to satisfy his needs (male or female). He continued to watch, his mind racing through to find his next victim.
Lockie Campbell, latest husband of Porsche Mcqueen, was strolling through the village past the Hutch in a tight t-shirt and jeans. The outfit showed an enormous amount of sweat patches from the walk. As Freddie walked down to meet the young hunk, their eyes met with each other. Lockie stared for a while before showing his cheeky grin and walking off towards the alleyway. Freddie's mind had just blown.
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Later that day, Freddie was working in the office at the club, dressed in his burgundy top and leather jacket. He was also wearing some tight jeans which you could make out his large penis out of. Suddenly, his phone went off.
"Hello?" Freddie asked with slight confusion.
"Hey mate, its Lockie. Just wondered if you've got a job going on at all?"
Freddie grew a smile and said immediately. "Yeah, sure. Got the perfect one for you."
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Lockie turned up in an orderly fashion. He knocked on the door nervously.
"Come in."
Lockie went in and sat down into the chair directly opposite Freddie. Freddie smiled before he spoke.
"Well like I said earlier. I do have a job for you, and a rather special one at that." Freddie said.
Freddie locked the door before walking up to Lockie and started to kiss him. This came as a shock for Lockie but he took it as a sign. The tattooed hunk ripped off the shirt, showing of the six pack.
"Take my cock out now, Lockie"
Lockie didn't have to be asked twice. He got up from his chair and onto his knees in front of Freddie. The Scottish man, unzipped the jeans and was shocked to see that Freddie's cock was aching. It looked about 12 inches, one of the biggest. Lockie allowed his tongue to lick of the pre-cum. He then took both hand and inserted into the mouth. Freddie enjoyed the feeling for a few minutes before ripping of Lockie's clothes.
"Finger yourself" Lockie groaned loudly as his finger disappeared in the shaved hole. His finger went in and out , long and deep as Freddie watched the hunk and was slowly stroking his cock.
"Turn"
Lockie then whipped out his fingers and turned to face Freddie. They kissed before Lockie positioned himself over the desk. "You gonna fuck me?"
Freddie walked over and slapped Lockie's ass. He laughed before lining up the penis with Lockie's tight pussy."This is gonna hurt"
Both men groaned as Freddie's penis pierced the hole.
"Oh Freddie its so big!" Lockie groaned.
"You fucking love my big cock, take it now."
Freddie pounded deep into the ass backwards and forwards. Both men groaned louder.
"Uugh Freddie."
The hunk plowed himself into Lockie, his muscles flexed at every movement, each time the hole got tighter and tighter. Lockie was panting heavily as his ass throbbed. Freddie cummed into the ass before releasing him. "Give me a kiss before you go "
To Be Continued