Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. I am in no way suggesting that the characters involved, or the actors who play them, are gay. I have no idea of their sexuality. It is not intended to imply the true sexuality of the celebrities involved or any personal knowledge of their private lives. The characters involved are copyrighted by Yorkshire Television/ITV Studios/Emmerdale.
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Studs of Emmerdale Part 22
Ross Barton was the ultimate man. From his handsome good looks to his muscular body, his bad boy attitude to his flirty nature, he was irresistible to any woman he gravitated towards, some men even. Ross had it all now he resided in Emmerdale, a big fish in a small pond is how he saw himself. Not many men, if any, could play on his level and this only inflated his ego.
He was currently sitting outside the Woolpack sipping on his pint in the spring evening, his eyes watching the world go by until they caught something of interest; Andy Sugden. The farmer was dressed in his usual attire of faded demon jeans and a plain black v-neck t-shirt as he casually strolled up to the entrance of the Woolpack, both men catching each other's eyes as Andy smirked towards Ross before he entered the pub.
Ross debated inside himself for a few short seconds before abandoning his pretty much empty pint and following Andy inside. When he got there he found the muscular farmer leaning against the bar, Alicia pouring him a pint as he made small talk. Even though Ross lodged with Andy, neither man had made much of a connection with each other...until now.
Ross made his way to the bar as Andy went to sit, Barton ordering himself another pint as Andy casually checked out his arse from afar. Pint in hand, Ross strolled over to Andy's table "Room for another?"
"I suppose..." Andy smirked as he widened his legs, proudly displaying his crotch in his tight jeans as Ross sat beside him.
"So where's David tonight then pal?" Ross asked smugly, sitting back in his seat after taking a sip from his pint.
"Fuck knows...probably babysitting Jacob..." Andy replied.
"Aww, not happy 'cause you can't get a piece?" Ross smirked, mocking Andy as the two men shared a back and forth.
"Eh...there's more than him around, y'know?" Andy grinned "Plenty to have a go on..."
"Oh yeah? Who?" Ross quizzed, leaning in some as he spoke.
"Ah, now that'd be telling mate...I'm sure you'll find out for yer'self, especially now I can bring 'em home..." Andy smirked, finishing off his pint "Fancy another?"
"If your buying..." Ross replied, despite only being halfway down his current pint.
"Tight arse..." Andy chuckled as he rose from his seat.
"That's what they all say..." Ross said as he smugly winked at Andy.
The hunky farmer could only grin at Ross's comment; he knew Ross was playing with him but he was going to make sure it was a game Ross would never forget playing. Ross's games would soon be put to the back of Andy's mind however as Cain stormed into the pub.
Cain Dingle had not seen Andy since the farmer had gotten his revenge and he was now full of rage upon seeing him. Andy had little time to react as Cain lunged at him, pushing him full force and knocking him to the ground!
"I'll fucking kill you!" Cain boomed as he straddled Andy and started swinging, most of his punches missing however as Andy protected himself as best he could.
"Oi! Take this outside you two!" Alicia shouted from over the bar as Ross lifted Cain from Andy, ending the short fight and allowing Sugden to rise to his feet.
Both men grunted and panted after their altercation, neither man wanting to back down but eventually Andy did "Bring it big man..."
Andy walked past Cain, but not before casually brushing his hand against Cain's encased semi-hard dick, making the dingle thug scowl at him. The touch went unnoticed by everyone but Cain obviously as he followed Andy outside, both men eventually staring each other down nose to nose, their breath entangling in the warm night as their heavy chests beat against one another.
And then it happened.
Cain lunged his hands forward, gripping Andy's head as he mashed his lips against the farmers. Andy's mouth immediately opened and allowed Cain's thick tongue to swirl around his own, the two heated rivals passionately kissing in a place where anyone could find or see them at any moment.
But no sooner had the passionate started it had already ended. Andy slid his hands to Cain's shoulders, gripping them slightly before bringing up his knee and lunging it full force into Cain's crotch!
"Uhhhh!!" Cain cried out and winced in pain as he fell to his knees.
"Haha! Stupid fucker..." Andy laughed to himself as he watched Cain rock in pain, cupping his bollocks as Andy simply walked away.
Cain narrowed his eyes and glared at Andy as he eventually got to his feet, he knew this was not over by a long shot...
Declan Macey was totally drunk but he didn't care. In two days he would be marrying the woman he loved, the mother to his child, Charity. He had already been helped back to Home Farm by Robbie after making an impromptu and drunken visit to his future wife, and now he was sitting in his renovated office sipping even more drink, whiskey being the choice of tipple this time.
"Y-you wanna j-join me for one Robbie?" Declan slurred as he slouched back into his reclining chair.
"Nah, I'm fine, I've got stuff to do anyway..." Robbie chuckled as he left his uncle to his own devices, instead choosing to go with the man who helped them get there in the first place, Dom.
A blossoming sexual relationship had grown between Robbie and Dom since David's stag party, the two growing closer after the death of Dom's daughter Gemma. The sex even got better (and rougher!), something Robbie had no complaints about. The two rode off in Declan's car as Flynn Barton made his way up the driveway.
He'd come to take payment from Declan, or was going to try anyway. He knocked on the door and waited for Declan to answer, to which he shouted.
"Look I know this is a bad time but-" Flynn dove straight in but was quickly cut down by Declan.
"H-hey...let's not talk b-business right now, si'down, have a drink!" A merry Declan gleefully responded as he motioned for Flynn to sit in the chair opposite and over the desk from him.
Flynn sighed as he sat facing Declan, a little uncomfortable at seeing him in such state "I'll pass, thanks..."
"Ahhhh shut up and drink!" Declan smiled as he didn't even give Flynn an option, instead choosing to pour a whiskey before shakily sliding it across the desk.
Flynn was quick to knock half the drink back, screwing his face up a little at the foul taste. Whiskey was definitely not his drink of choice.
"You didn't even finish it!" Declan frowned.
"Yeah well, I don't exactly like whiskey...look Declan I-" but once again, Flynn was cut off.
"W-well if you don't like whiskey then wh-hat do you like? This?" And with his words, Declan motioned down to his bulging crotch in his grey trousers and groped it.
The view made Flynn immediately flustered. He knew Declan was just teasing him but he couldn't deny he found his boss hot!
"Well?" Declan asked again, getting up from his chair to walk around the desk, perching himself on the edge in front of Flynn.
"I errmmm...it's ummm..." Flynn stuttered over his words, practically stumbling over his words because of sight in front of him, but it was about to get even better.
"M-Maybe you need a closerrr look..." Declan devilishly smirked as he quickly unzipped his fly to reveal his throbbing 9 inch cock.
Flynn's jaw dropped! He couldn't believe how bold Declan was being, he thought maybe it was the alcohol talking but then he cast his mind briefly back to his hot session with Cain Dingle. He was fast realising Emmerdale was full of horny men!
"Y-You know what to do..." Declan drunkenly smirked as he placed a hand around the back of Flynn's head and started to guide him toward his flaring mushroom pink head.
Although he knew it was wrong and the man in front of him was getting married in a few days, nothing turned him on more than playing with a straight man. Flynn immediately opened his mouth and accepted Declan's hot shaft into his mouth, his lips rolling past the head and making their way down the shaft "mmmmm..."
"Ohhh yeahhh..." Declan groaned as he closed his eyes and tilted his head back a little. This was bliss.
He moaned and groaned as Flynn repeated back and forth motions, using his tongue to swirl around the pink head at any opportunity and caress every vein in the shaft. Over three quarters of Declan's shaft was slick with Flynn's fluid as he sucked the beast like a pro.
"mmmm...mmmmm...." Flynn moaned as he sucked, sending vibrations through Declan's shaft. He also started to cup, roll and play with Declan's big full balls in his hand, adding yet another dimension to the businessman's pleasure.
"Oh god that's good..." Declan sighed as he used his hand behind Flynn's head to dictate a faster pace for a while. The blowjob was fast and sloppy, the best kind in the euphoric drunken state he was in.
Flynn Barton was certainly not complaining either, his lips matching the speed of Declan's hand as he moved his spare had up Declan's shirt and around his body, making the bigger and older man deeply grown.
Declan removed his hand from Flynn's head and removed him from his cock "Get up..."
Flynn immediately did as he was told and stood, only to swap places with Declan, be bent over the desk and his jeans and boxers to be pulled down. Declan stumbled a little as he got down to his knees but he managed it, spreading Flynn's smooth arse before poking his tongue at the pink hole.
"Oh god!" Flynn yelped as he felt Declan's tongue against his tight ring "uhhhh yes..."
Although the action was sloppy, Declan's tongue swirling around like a mad mans, it was still ultra hot. He groaned at the taste of Flynn's arse filling the buds on his tongue, leaving him hungry for more as he practically tongue fucked the hole.
"Uhhh...mmmm..." Flynn sighed in pleasure he felt Declan get to work. He also reached down and grabbed his rock solid 6 inch cock, adding even more to the pleasurable experience he was feeling.
Declan however, in his drunken state, grew bored. Even though he loved the taste of Flynn's asshole, he wanted more. He rose to his feet with a sway and replaced his tongue with a finger, sliding it in and out of Flynn's hole as he removed a condom from his pocket and ripped it out of the pocket "Knew this would come in h-handy..." Declan hiccuped.
Flynn turned his head and could only watch as Declan slid what must've been a magnum sized condom onto his cock and spit down on it before he rubbed his eager cockhead against Flynn's hole.
"I'm gonna enjoy this..." Declan grinned as he then proceeded to slide his inches into Flynn's tight heat.
"Ohhhhh god!" Flynn groaned loudly in pleasure as he felt Declan's inches push into him. It stretched his hole as the full length snaked inside of him, feeling Declan's balls against his as he bottomed out.
Both men knew this afternoon was going to turn into a hot steamy afternoon and night of sex that neither man would ever forget...