This is a fictional story involving gay sexual encounters. Not suggesting the sexuality of the characters/actors are true in these series. The Characters involved are copyrighted from Channel 4 Studios/Hollyoaks.
The small, daring village of Hollyoaks shone out elegantly one Autumn Day. It was quiet, with everyone minding their own business as they roamed the streets.
Freddie Roscoe, one of the hottest bad boys of the village, had a significant amount of relationships, both men (which were mostly in secret) and women. His relationship amongst the villagers stood out as he kept one of the biggest reputations going. But he had, had enough. Freddie wanted to satisfy his own needs the way he needed. He stood bold on the balcony of the Loft, staring throughout the village, his heart thumping of the thought of his next sexual victim.
Harry Thompson, the young stud of Tony Hutchinson, was stood flexing his perfectly defined muscles outside the Hutch, catching the many attentions' of fellow girls walking past. His body consisted of tight jogging bottoms which clenched to his bubble-round ass. The torso glistened in the sun, where he raised his head catching Freddie in the corner of his eye, before he smiled and nodded his head towards the direction. An enormous grin appeared and even a little giggle, when the young stud stumbled over a few boxes. Freddie's brain worked away, as he plotted his next move hoping the troubled lad would give way to him.
Later that day, Freddie was at the Roscoe house alone, with everybody out working or some other place. Trevor was worked up and after all Freddie didn't want to angry the gangster. He carried on watching TV before reaching towards his phone. He dialled a number.
'Yo, Tony!' Freddie howled with eager, making it sound less suspicious.
'Freddie, what do ya want?' Tony scowled.
Freddie coughed, thinking of what to say since neither saw eye to eye.
'Me and Joe have some old footie gear 'ere. He thought it would help Harry with his high school stuff." He giggled.
'Really. Cheers Fred, I'll get Harry to come and pick 'em up. Thanks."
'No problem Ton'
Harry walked cautiously to the Roscoes' house, as Freddie was getting himself for the encounter. He flicked the shower on before tearing his t-shirt off revealing his huge muscled arms and his smooth torso where the tattoos lied, showing his six pack in the mirror. His hands reached towards his jeans before throwing them across the room. All that was to remove was the tight black Calvin Klein's. He rubbed his crotch, then peeled away to the semi-erect cock to fling into place. At 6 inches semi-erect, Freddie thought his cock was a masterpiece, with the long hanging testicles and nicely trimmed pubes. Finally Freddie stepped in the shower, allowing the warm water soaking his entire hunk body.
After around an hour, Harry had finally reached the house before knocking on the door, wearing a light pink shirt which clenched to his torso defining the whole body. He had never spoken to the Roscoe's like he would to talk to anyone else. He saw the family as a trouble-son pack.
Freddie ran down the stairs, dripping wet, wrapped in a white towel. 'Come in' He shouted, waiting for the excitement to begin.
Harry made his way in, bowing his head as he saw Freddie. His cheeks blushing, visibly nervous. Freddie nodded his head as he walked into the front room where he sat in an armchair. 'So em... Dad said you had umm some footie bite for me?"
Freddie's grin appeared again as Harry stuttered.
'Yeah, about that I lied.'
'What you on about Freddie?'
Freddie stood up before walking up to Harry. Practically touching faces, Freddie whispered. 'I know your dirty secret, know your gonna take care of mine.'
'Freddie...
He silenced the young lad with a kiss to the lips. His tongue dominating Harry's mouth, while his hands unbuttoned the lad's shirt before ripping it off him, revealing his magnificent torso with the abs and hairless chest. Freddie ended the kiss. Harry saw the opportunity to drop Freddie's towel. It dropped to ground as the 10 inch monster sprung to life. Harry threw of his jeans so he was now fully naked quickly ran to the chair and onto his knees in front of Freddie. The young stud took the cock into his hand and slowly began to wank Freddie off. Any other moment Harry would've been shocked but not right now, the only thing shocking him was Freddie's thick cock aching for some fun. It was big, nice and thick in circumference and not to mention the length.
The foreskin was gently rolled back with the bulbous head which revealed a load of pre-cum, inches away from Harry's face. Harry allowed his tongue to collect the pre-cum and lingered onto the salty taste as Freddie place a hand around his thick shaft and pulled forward causing even more pre-cum to pour out of his piss slit.
'Suck it' Freddie ordered.
Harry didn't have to be told again. He lightly ran his tongue over the bulbous pink head collecting the amounts of pre-cum that had formed, savouring the salty taste as he continued down the shaft, licking it up with his warm saliva as he reached lower and pulled the low hanging balls. His mouth getting lower and lower, when he eventually licked around the big hairless balls of the hunky bad boy, where he took them into his mouth, causing a loud moan to echo throughout the household. Freddie loved getting his balls played with at every chance he got and Harry certainly could tell with Freddie's continuous moans. Harry took the balls from his mouth and turned away from Freddie bending over the desk, his muscular smooth arse facing the hunk. Without hesitation Freddie knew what to do, sticking his tongue out and tentatively licked up Harry's hairless crack.
'Fuck yeah, Freddie.' Harry screamed at the feeling of the tongue moving around his hole, taunting it.
Freddie moaned loudly as Freddie continued to lick his ass, licking up and down the smooth warm crack before focusing on the tight pink hole. Working up his saliva, Freddie planted his tongue right onto Harry's hole, making it wet as he probed his tongue deeper, tasting his juices seep onto his tongue as both men moaned in delight. Harry moaned louder before gently stroking his cock, too horny to leave it alone.
'Fucking eat my ass.'
Harry growled as he spoke as Nikhil just moaned in response as he licked and probed Harry's hole as his hand worked his cock faster and faster. Freddie swooped down and spat hard into the hole. He drew back his tongue and placed his hands on his knees.
"Finger yourself." Freddie commanded.
To be continued......