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Television Productions / CBS.
Restless Revenge
Sorry that this story is a bit behind the current Y&R storyline, I've had the idea for it for a while but have only just decided to actually write it. Hopefully you will still find it hot to envision despite what is happening in the episodes.
The mystery man hiding inside the walls of the Newman ranch hadn't been seen in weeks since his covert set-up was busted. But that didn't mean he'd left. In fact, he was still there, his cameras watching every movement inside the country manor...his devices listening to every word spoken between its embellished walls...as he unfolded his elaborate revenge plot against its owners, Nikki and Victor Newman. He had twisted everything to his advantage, using it to frame Victor for J.T Hellstrom's murder. He'd also established himself as little Katie Abbott-Newman-whatever's `imaginary' friend; hiding her while in her grandparents' care to make them look incompetent and drive them crazy.
But it was time for some adult fun and games. The man, clearly a security genius, had a wide range of channels to keep him occupied having gained access to, or set up, other cameras around Genoa City. He hadn't expected to find himself so curious or turned on by hunky naked men inadvertently flaunting their hot sexy bodies; unknowingly showing themselves off as they dressed, undressed, showered, and sometimes even jerked off. The only known gays in Genoa City were Mariah Copeland and Tessa Porter. The man had hoped to uncover any and all torrid male homosexuality, but was unsuccessful. He had no choice but to resort to other means of discovering which men would succumb to his masculine charms...
Nobody was more hot and cold than Victoria Newman. Despite believing he had feelings for her yet again, Billy Abbott played it safe and waited in the entryway to collect his kids Johnny and Katie. He just couldn't tolerate Victoria whining at him again about some thing or another he'd done wrong.
Meanwhile, the mystery man watched as Billy paced back and forth. Billy and Nick had prised off the wall's wooden panels when rescuing Katie and discovering the surveillance room, but unknown to them there was a small secret door camouflaged into the wall. The door hadn't been impacted despite the repairs done to the damaged wall. Slowly...gently...the door creaked open...
"What the..." Billy muttered to himself before quickly finding himself being snatched inside. The door closed, trapping Billy with the masked stranger inside the confined space.
"Who are you?! What do you want?!" Billy demanded as his strong, fit captor pulled his arms behind his back and locked them in his grip. As Billy struggled to break free, the mystery man's other hand made a beeline for Billy's crotch; lustfully groping it as he revelled in feeling the huge meat he'd been spying on.
Billy was tall, dark and handsome; his lean and lanky body almost neon lights for the fact he was packing a massive shlong. Like the other Abbott men, he'd come from incredible genes. Flashbacks had shown his father John and brother Jack to be crazy fuckable in their younger years. While Jack was still handsome for his age, the current generation of Abbott studs were Billy, and Jack's son Kyle.
Billy was experiencing an erotic adrenaline rush as it quickly became apparent the man intended no harm as he pulled out Billy's rock hard 10" pole and jerked it off in his tight, leather-bound fist.
"Ohhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhh..." the man panted in an almost whisper, careful not to let his voice give away his identity.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck..." Billy moaned; the man's exhaling breaths against his neck sending an extra surge of thirst over his body as he began accepting, then craving, the perpetrator's pleasure.
As Billy relaxed into the uninvited violation of his body, the man relaxed his grip on Billy's arms and slipped his hand up Billy's shirt; gently but passionately rubbing his chest before landing his fingers on Billy's nipples where they danced in stimulation.
Before long, Billy was out of control; uncontrollably moaning, spasming and shooting thick pools of dripping cum into his wanker's gloved hand. The man then wiped his warm, jizzy hand down Billy's face; the lingering trail of stickiness forcing Billy to taste his own juices.
"You sick fuck." Billy said as he wiped his face on his sleeve and tucked his wet cock back into his pants. The man grinned victoriously as the secret door opened and he booted Billy out.
"Did that just happen?" Billy asked himself as he considered the surreal moment. He'd let the guy have his way with his cock in the moment, but despite his adventurous, try anything once, live life on the edge persona, he refused to admit it was one of the hottest things to ever happen to him. In denial, he swore to himself then and there he'd never engage in any more m2m activities. He'd also said the same about gambling, and look how that addiction turned out...
Cane Ashby and Victoria had a bit of a thing happening between them. A thing Billy objected to when he let himself into Victoria's house and witnessed them kissing on her couch. A thing the mystery man used to his advantage. Hacking into Victoria's phone, the man, posing as Victoria, invited Cane to the ranch for some guaranteed uninterrupted alone time.
Following Victoria's' instructions, Cane snuck down the hall in search of the staircase that would take him to Victoria's' chosen guest bedroom. But similarly to Billy, Cane was grabbed and pulled inside the wall.
Buff, muscular Cane suffered the same fate; putting up a futile fight as he became trapped in his captor's arms. Billy had just been a test for what this masked masturbator could get away with. Having gained extra confidence now, the man grabbed the front of Cane's shirt and ripped it open; sending buttons popping everywhere as he exposed Cane's divine torso. After pulling Cane's destroyed shirt off him, the man unbuckled his belt; loosening his pants in preparation for yanking them down. With his prey fully naked, the man's hands explored Cane's hard body. The passionate touch to his skin, albeit from another man, launched Cane's rocket in record time as his thick 9" rod stiffened. Cane was so horny he'd take any action from anyone. With his wife Lilly in jail, his fuck stick had become severely under-utilised. He'd tried to stay faithful, but as always, he couldn't resist the urge to dip his dick elsewhere. But while there was no penetration happening here, a hand other than his engulfing his throbbing shaft, furiously jerking it, was satisfying enough.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK..." Cane almost screamed in ecstasy as he blasted his load; his hot, creamy shots like bullets as they pelted against the wall.
"Tell anyone about this and I'll kill you." Cane warned while pulling up his pants. The masked man knew it was an idle threat - how could someone kill an anonymous person? Cane would never find him by his real identity. Having the upper hand over Cane as well, the man simply pointed to the monitors as Cane watched his half-naked self splashed across the screens. There were cameras capturing the evidence and uploading it god knows how many servers.
"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Cane grunted as he bent down to pick up his shirt. But before he could reach it he was pushed out the door.
"Hey!" Cane yelled in protest.
Still unaware it was the man who'd really sent the text, shirtless Cane wandered off in search of Victoria...
Feeling even more daring, the intruder took the opportunity to seize the stud he most wanted: Nick Newman. By now forcefully stripping and jerking his hunky targets was a routine. But where the other 2 had been a bit taken aback, Nick took it in his stride. Was this what Nick wanted? No. Was he going to make the most of it though? Hell yes!
Nick truly was a Dark Horse; his company's namesake. Dark for what was about to come, and a horse in that he was hung like a trojan.
"If you want my cock so much why don't you suck it?" Nick spat as he shoved the man to his knees and forced his 9.5" cock down his throat the same way he'd been forced to endure this man's desirous appreciation.
Nick ignored the man's gagging as he violently thrust himself through his hot, moist mouth. After a while of asserting himself, Nick used the man's vulnerable position on his knees to yank his mask and uncover his identity.
"I knew it!" Nick gasped as there engrossed in his crotch was J.T himself. Nick had theorised at the time of discovering the room that J.T was actually alive and behind the torment. Well now it was time to torment J.T tenfold for everything he had put the Newman's through.
Nick threw J.T off him before pulling him to his feet by his blonde hair.
Damn I was just starting to enjoy that. J.T thought to himself as his first blowjob came to an abrupt end. But that was a rare moment of peace before Nick punched J.T in the jaw.
"That's for my sister!" Nick yelled.
He then punched J.T again, causing him to bleed this time.
"And that's for my mom!"
"And what about your dad?" J.T taunted. But a third punch didn't come. A few punches were insufficient justice for the physical and emotional abuse J.T had put Victoria through, let alone his schemes against Nikki and Victor. Punishment that made JT truly feel pain and suffering was the only answer.
Impulsively, Nick began ripping cables, sending sparks flying, before using them to bind J.T's wrists. He then placed another around J.T's neck and tightened it before roughly pulling J.T towards him. With J.T's head pulled back as far as it could go, Nick bent him over his chair and rammed his pole up J.T's inexperienced ass.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHH...SHIT...FUCK!!!!!!!" J.T screamed at the shock feeling. But Nick simply covered J.T's mouth with his hand as he mercilessly continued to savagely slam him. Noticing a frayed cable, Nick got another idea as he jabbed the broken wires into J.T's balls.
"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" J.T screamed again. "YOU FUCKING BASTARD CUNT!!!!!"
Nick smirked as he repeated this action, sending literal electric shocks through J.T's body. The electrocution wasn't deadly; just enough voltage to make J.T squirm. As J.T's body convulsed at every shock, so did his ass, giving Nick's deep buried penis even more pleasure.
Hurting J.T was so gratifying Nick could feel an oncoming orgasm. He spun the chair around so J.T was facing him and again forced his fucker down his throat.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...mmmmmmmmmmmmmm..." Nick moaned as he fed J.T his salty sperm. He could hear J.T's gulps as he was forced to swallow what felt like gallons of milky goo.
Done with him, Nick grabbed J.T and threw him against the wall with such force that J.T bounced back before sinking to the ground.
"How did you even get these back?" Nick asked J.T rhetorically, observing the array of monitors and control panels he'd given the police. Deciding to well and truly destroy J.T's equipment, Nick began pissing over it. The equipment sizzled and smoked as Nick's steady stream of urine short circuited it. When he was satisfied nothing was salvageable, he turned to J.T and unleashed his trickling flow on him; smirking was it washed over his face and flowed down his body.
"You won't get away this time." Nick vowed as he left a tied up J.T to phone detective Rey Rosales to finally solve the case. But Rey was unavailable; this delay giving one more hottie the chance to have some fun with J.T...
Nick's son Noah was in town for a visit. Upon hearing of J.T's presence inside the ranch's walls, Noah decided to score a quickie with the sexy as hell J.T as the rest of the Newman's awaited Rey to make the arrest. Noah had never revealed he's gay, using his new life overseas to explore his sexuality. As a bottom, it wasn't going to be a case of how J.T could serve him like the others, but what Noah could do for J.T...
Noah discreetly felt along the wall until he found what he thought to be the secret door. Pushing against it, he was proven correct as it opened inwards and led him to J.T.
"Noah?"
Noah just stood there, almost licking his lips as he admired the hot mess he was about to ravage further.
"I would have cleaned up if I'd known you were coming." J.T sniggered as his eyes pointed to his destroyed equipment. But a bit of dried blood and piss was nothing to Noah; he'd seen and smelled worse in the alley behind The Underground most Saturday nights. And speaking of coming...well that was going to be J.T...
"Get up!" Noah ordered as he yanked J.T to his feet. Still tied up, there was nothing J.T could do but stand there and be perved on as Noah's lustful gaze washed over him. Reaching into his pocket, Noah pulled out a sachet of lube and tore it open with his teeth. He then pulled out a tissue and squirted it with the lube before gently dabbing J.T's face.
"Argh!" J.T flinched at the stinging sensation. But Noah ignored him and continued to clean him up. It wasn't the usual method of cleaning, but it was all he had, and it did the trick.
"That's better." Noah cooed. Ensuring he wasn't going to be tasting blood, he then slipped his tongue into J.T's mouth and began kissing him. J.T was clearly resistant at first, but quickly melted into the steamy spit swat as Noah's hands rubbed his impressively ripped body, making them both hard. Noah introduced J.T 's 9" meat to his hand first - tightly tugging it...feeling it pulsate in desire ...followed by meeting it with his mouth as he sucked on it.
"God Noah...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck yeah...that's it...more...so fucking hot...don't stop...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." J.T moaned. It was the first time in ages someone had shown his cock some love; he'd been too busy molesting the others before Nick brutalised him. This was a much needed, and much welcome, change.
"Get back down there!" J.T demanded as Noah's lips departed his pole and softly yet intensely pressed against his abs as Noah kissed and licked his way upwards over them...across his pecs and around his nipples; endeavouring to savour every inch of J.T.
"You're not the one in control." Noah replied, kissing J.T into silence before pulling over the chair and sitting J.T down.
"Buckle up." Noah grinned; stripping down before straddling J.T and lowering himself onto his cock. It was one hell of a wild ride as Noah demonstrated just how much of a rough power bottom he was, making them both roar in delirium.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK...FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..."
Noah pounding his own insides with J.T's pole was sending their libidos into overdrive...the ultimate hedonism...
Noah's hole was worshipping J.T's pole like their was no tomorrow. The harder and faster Noah thrust, the more J.T felt the cum bubbling at the base of his long cock; rapidly rising until reaching boiling point where he eventually erupted a furore of pent up lava.
"There's no words..." J.T panted, referring to how amazing what just happened was. Noah nodded in agreement. Getting what the wanted from J.T, it was time to leave. But J.T stopped him and offered him a proposition.
"I'll suck your cock if you help me escape?"
Noah looked down at his twitching 8.5" cock, eager to release a load.
"Sure." Noah beamed as J.T, initiated into the world of cock sucking by Noah's dad earlier, swallowed Noah's dick like a pro...
Noah had cum and gone, leaving J.T hopeful Noah would keep his promise to return and get him out of there. But if not, would being arrested be so bad? J.T's cock sprang to life as he closed his eyes and imagined a naked Rey Rosales breaking through the wall...Rey pulling out the cuffs but turning the tables on him and cuffing Rey instead as he had his way with him right there...in the back of the police van...in the jail cell... J.T ginned wickedly as he plotted to turn his new fantasy into a reality...