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Part 1
(Please note that for the purpose of this storyline, readers have to imagine that the character of Liam Connor has not been killed in Coronation Street)
Some of the lads from Coronation Street decide to go on a boys summer holiday to Mallorca. Liam Connor has a friend who has an apartment there which sleeps eight, which he said the lads could use. Liam invites some of the young lads on the street and also gets Jason to invite some of the ex-street residents. They are all looking forward to ten days of fun in the sun.
The current street lads who are coming on the trip with Liam are Jason Grimshaw, Peter Barlow, David Platt and his scally next-door neighbour, and worst enemy, Gary Windass. The lads had their last argument only a few days before the holiday, but neither of them was willing to pull out. However, tensions are still rife. Joining them are ex-residents Adam Barlow and Jamie and Warren Baldwin.
The lads are getting their flight from Manchester Airport and Peter has booked a minibus to pick them all up. As it arrives at most of the lads' houses, they are all waiting ready with their stuff. The second to last lad they pick up is Jamie. For some reason his alarm didn't go off though, so when they get to his flat he is sound asleep.
'Shit', he panics when the bell rings - throwing on the nearest clothes and running out the door. In the panic he forgets to put his address label on his case. And it's only when he gets on the bus that he realises what he is wearing. He's still in his white CK boxers he wore all day yesterday and last night. That wouldn't normally be a problem, but he wanked in them before bed last night and they are full of dried cum stains. On top he has his beige three quarter length trousers and a white vest.
'Shit', he realises, I wore this vest to the gym yesterday and it stinks of sweat. David makes a comment about how Jamie stinks and he feels embarrassed.
The last lad being picked up is Gary. He is awake, however he thought the lads were picking him up and 10 am, not 9 am. He's lying on his bed, wearing a pair of black McKenzie boxers and a blue Kappa polo shirt; his white Adidas trackies are round his ankles. His cock is rock solid inside his pants and he's wanking furiously. He tilts his head back and fills his boxers with cum, then wipes his cummy hand on his shirt. He lies back with a dirty grin - just time for a shower and to get changed he thinks. Two seconds later though, his bell is ringing and he realises how much he has fucked up. He has no choice but to pull his trackies up and run out. He gets in the bus and it heads to the airport.
He turns to Adam, Jamie and Warren who he has never met:
' Alight lads, I'm Gary', he says.
'Alright mate?' says Adam, in his cheeky Scottish accent. 'I'd heard you were a filthy scally but I can't believe you've come out in a shirt caked in cum!'
'Doesn't surprise me,' smirks David.
Gary is mortified and goes bright red. He explains what happened.
Liam laughs hard, saying: 'I don't blame you for having a good wank, you won't get a chance for another two weeks!'
'You better be fucking kidding me?' says Jason. 'I have three or four a day, it'll kill me going without....'
'Course I'm joking', says Liam. 'It's a massive place with eight rooms, so we can each sit in our own rooms and wank to our hearts content!'
'Nice one', says Jason.
'All this talk of wanking!' says Peter, 'I'm going to set a dare to start out hols with a bit of fun! I'll pull two names out of a hat and the ones I pick have to wank in the bog on the plane. They have to prove they've done it by cumming on their clothes, then show us!'
'That's fucking filthy man,' protests David. However, although everyone thinks he's straight, he is actually secretly gay and is getting turned on just by this conversation. He wonders what the holiday may have in store.
The two lads whose names get picked out are Liam and Warren. Liam is really pissed off as he's wearing a smart blazer and expensive DKNY jeans.
A little while later on the plane, the lads are taking up two rows and are getting pretty rowdy, as they've all had a few beers. Other customers have already complained about them.
'Right I'm off to the bog to do my forfeit!' says Warren, who is wearing a white England shirt, shorts and socks. A little while later he comes out and his shorts are visibly caked in cum.
'Nice one man,' they all say, high fiving him. 'Your turn Liam.'
Liam heads off and sits on the toilet. He pulls down his trousers and gets his 10-inch beast out. He then bends down and starts to suck himself off. Not a trick many people know he can do! He is approaching the moment when he needs to cum. Usually he would swallow his own cum but this time he stops sucking and shoots all over his blazer and black shirt. He comes out and flashes a dirty grin to the other lads.
By the time they arrive the guys arrive they are all pretty drunk. There is panic at the airport as Jamie's bag has gone missing but the airport say they will deliver it in a couple of days when they find it. He is really pissed off, especially as there is no nametag on it.
They get a bus to the villa. Before they even get in the door, David - who has become even more cocky and cheeky than usual because of the alcohol - shoves Peter completely out of the blue and pushes him into the pool, fully clothed. Nobody else realises, but David has a secret gay crush on Peter and he gets really turned on by lads in wet clothes, so that is the real reason that he did this.
Peter climbs out. He is wearing tight Levis jeans and a tight white muscle t-shirt. He gets is fuming and shouts to David that he will get him back.
'You're lucky my phone and wallet weren't in my pockets you little prick,' shouts Peter.
David doesn't care though - he is transfixed by the sight of Peter's hairy toned chest through the thin white shirt. David is then in for even more of a treat when Peter pulls off his jeans and puts them to dry. His CK boxer briefs are white and have gone almost see-through and David cannot believe the size of the beast that is clearly visible within them. He is transfixed by Peter's thick pubes and chunky cock and has to smooth down his own jeans to stop his now semi-hard cock from showing.
The lads enter the villa; there is a big lounge and kitchen downstairs. They head upstairs and are shocked to find that there is only one bathroom with no lock. However, an even bigger shock awaits them when they realise that there is just one bedroom, with 4 double beds.
'Whoops,' says Liam. 'My mate must have exaggerated.'
David cannot believe his luck and wonders how he's going to contain his excitement, sharing a room with seven other fit, horny lads.
Peter, who is still only wearing his wet white vest and pants, puts his arm around Liam.
'Me and you will share a bed mate, because we're the oldest here,' he says.
'I'll share one with Jamie, because we've been mates for years,' says Jason.
'Warren and me have shared beds before when we've been drunk,' says Adam. 'So we will share.'
'Who does that leave then?' says Peter?
'Just me and Platt,' smirks Gary Windass.
'You've got to be kidding,' shouts David. 'I ain't sharing a bed with my worst fucking enemy. The lad is a prick.'
Peter grabs David and pushes him against the wall.
'Why do you always have to cause trouble David?' he shouts. We've been here ten minutes you've soaked me and now you're causing a scene. We all just want a good holiday.'
'Ok, I'm sorry,' says David. 'I'll share a bed with Gary.'
Being pinned against a wall by a wet Peter Barlow has turned David on like never before and he's now desperately hoping that nobody noticed. Unfortunately for him, his enemy Gary did.
The lads then all unpack and head out into the sun. They are all in their swimming shorts, except Jamie, who is in his white CK boxers because his luggage has been lost. The lads all laugh at him, particularly as they are caked in cum stains. The lads then all get comfortable around the pool.
'Can you do me a favour?' Warren asks Adam. 'My back burns really easily, will you put cream on it?'
For a laugh, Adam squirts loads. It all trickles down Warrens back and loads goes into his red board shorts, filling his arse. Adam slaps his arse as a joke.
'You cock!' says Warren, but he feels slightly turned on and when the other lads aren't looking fingers his sticky arse a bit.
Jamie then says: 'Fuck it, I know they're white cacks but I don't care.' and he jumps in the pool. He gets out a while later and his large cock and bushy pubes are clearly visible. David cant help but stare transfixed. Gary again busts him.
Jason has now gone a few hours without a wank - a record for him - so he slopes off to the bathroom. White swim shorts around his ankles, he start tossing off his uncut 8 inch fat cock with his right hand. Halfway through his wank, the door - which has no lock - opens and in strolls Adam.
'Whoa, sorry man,' says the young Scot.
'It's ok,' says Jase, holding his cock. 'But please get out.'
'I can't mate,' says Adam. 'I really need to piss. You can carry on though if you want mate.'
It's such a small bathroom that while Adam is pissing he is almost touching the wanking Jason. The pair have no choice but to watch each other pissing and wanking.
'Fuck,' murmurs Jason, as he shoots cum all over the back of Adam's black Nike swimming shorts. 'I'm so sorry mate.'
Jason then rubs his cock with the bathroom's only hand towel, pulls up his own shorts up and runs out, leaving Adam alone.
Adam finishes his piss and cleans Jason's cum off the back of his shorts. He then contemplates having a wank himself. However, it's too late as someone else is already knocking on the door.
As they are all knackered from travelling the lads all hit the sack fairly early. Liam shocks everyone at bedtime by saying that he always sleeps naked so will be here as well. Peter, who is sharing a bed with him doesn't mind as he's used to it from the navy. But when Liam strips they are all shocked to see just how massive his floppy cock is, surrounded by thick black pubes. David is mesmerised by it and cant stop watching as it bounces around while Liam gets ready for bed.
'I've been wearing these stinking clothes all day and the boxers are wet from the pool,' says Jamie. Can someone lend me some pants to sleep in and some clothes for tomorrow?
Adam lends him some white footy shorts and a black vest to wear tomorrow.
'I'll give you some pants to sleep in,' says David. However, the horny cunt deliberately gives Jason his smallest pair of black CK briefs, knowing they will me tiny on Jamie.
Jamie puts them on and all the lads laugh, all his blond pubes are on show and is cock is bulging like mad in the briefs - more wank material for David!
The lads all get into bed and turn the lights off. Soon most of them are asleep. Most that is except David, who can't stop thinking about Liam's cock, Jamie bulging in his pants and the sight earlier in the day of a wet Peter Barlow. David is in white Armani briefs that are now bulging like mad under the covers. He waits until he thinks that Gary next to him is asleep, and then starts rubbing his crotch.
'Knocking one off are we Platt?' Gary murmurs in his ear.
'Shit,' thinks David. It's bad enough he has to share a bed with his worst enemy, but now he has been caught wanking by him.
'Na,' says Dave. 'I'm just scratching.'
'I caught you perving on Jamie and Peter, and on Liam's dick before,' says Gary.
'Shut up you chav prick,' whispers Dave. 'I weren't.'
'I've always thought you were bi Platt,' whispers Gary. 'Just like me....'
'What the fuck?' says David. says David. 'You?....'
'Yeah mate. But if you tell anyone, you're dead.'
Gary then places a hand on David's bulging briefs. Gary himself is wearing nothing but a pair of white Nike footy shorts. His cock is straining against the nylon.
'I want u too suck me Platt,' he whispers.
'No way,' says Dave. 'It's too risky - there's eight of us in this bedroom.'
'Do it,' says Gary. 'Or else I tell everyone that you're a fag.'
To be continued.....
In the next instalment:
Does David carry out Gary's request?
Who gets caught with morning glory?
And does David's Birthday fantasy come true.
Let me know if there are any characters (current or past) that you would like to arrive in the next instalment and why.