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CHAPTER 2
24 hours later the boys were still in Erinsborough, this time stopping by Harold's for lunch. The menu was quite different from Salt and The Pier Diner; VJ and Hunter undecidedly and disinterestedly pretending to peruse it as they eyed up what they really wanted: the guy from the garage. Ben was strolling around the Lassiter's complex in his Erinsborough High uniform. Not that they cared what he was wearing. But his identification as a student made him all the more appealing.
Not wanting to lose their chance while Mason was in the bathroom, VJ and Hunter swooped in on Ben. Each remembered who the other was, so wasted no time in getting to the point.
"Wanna hang with us this arvo?" VJ asked Ben.
"I'd love to but I can't. Well not until after 5. I have detention. I don't wanna get in more trouble."
"OK..." VJ replied slowly, his tone confused. He wasn't used to being turned down. Who in their right mind wouldn't want to wag school to get fucked by him? "Well here's our numbers if your change your mind..."
Ben practically banged his head against an imaginary brick wall as he went on his way. He was as much of a man-whore as VJ; why had he suddenly lost his lusty streak? Things happen for a reason. And what would eventually result was far hotter than sneaking into the Kennedy house or going at it on the back seat of Hunter's car...
Ben sat alone in detention as he struggled to answer a mathematical equation. His slip in grades was actually why he was there. But although he was genuinely having trouble, all he could think about was what could have been with VJ and Hunter. His underwear was so tight and wet as his hard cock throbbed with regret. Enough was enough. Getting up to no good in the locker room and toilets was one thing, but sneaking a pair of hot outsiders into detention was a whole other level of horny...
VJ and Hunter looked at each other as their phones vibrated simultaneously. It was a group text from Ben.
Should we bring Mason along? VJ texted to Hunter across the table.
No. Lets keep this one for ourselves
You're bad!
"We're just gonna grab coffee, back soon." Hunter yelled to Mason, who just grunted as he barely looked up from the movie he was watching.
The boys navigated the deserted corridors of Erinsborough High with ease as they located Ben's classroom and discreetly entered.
"Hey, so we're here..." VJ announced as he awkwardly stood with his hands in his pockets like he wasn't sure what to expect. Normally he'd be tearing Ben's uniform off by now but having to wait had thrown him. Perhaps Ben would be the one stripping him and Hunter down. But instead Ben asked the most boring question: "You guys have finished school, right?"
"Uh, yeah." Hunter replied. What was this?!
"So you've done Term 3 maths. Reckon you could give me the answer I need? Then we can get the hell out of here."
But VJ just tossed aside Ben's textbook as he lent across the desk; his face almost touching Ben's.
"Promise we'll give you the answer, but lets have some fun first."
VJ was so close Ben felt his hot breath wash over his lips with each syllable. Then came his tongue as they kissed before he and Hunter yanked him up out of his seat and manhandled his pitched tent. Liking what they felt, Hunter shoved his tongue into Ben's mouth and unbuttoned his shirt while VJ dealt with his pants.
VJ held Ben's naked rod in his strong hand while Ben peeled off Hunter's top; his smooth hands quickly meeting Hunter's muscles as they trailed down to his crotch for a squeezy grope before exposing the menacing serpent. VJ released Ben's cock from his grip as he raised his arms to allow Ben to de-shirt him; revealing his body that was like a walking billboard of workout results. With Ben's hands fixated on his 8-pack and his lips glued to his pecs and nipples, VJ was left to pull down his own shorts and free his pounding fucker. With the threesome now bare, hands gravitated to privates as Hunter took control of Ben's pole, VJ his balls and Ben with his guests manhood's in each hand as he sussed out the extent of the slamming he was in for: 9 fat inches of powerful thrashing - just what he needed...
But before any fucking took place, Ben was on his knees, mouth open wide as VJ and Hunter pushed and shoved their dicks - both against each other and into Ben's mouth; stuffing him as they accommodated his need to taste them. His sucking made them moan in extreme pleasure as VJ and Hunter's hands rested on each other's muscular backs; gently gliding up and down as they sporadically kissed...
After a while, VJ and Hunter pulled Ben to his feet and they had a 3-way kiss before kicking it up a notch.
"You ever been double-fucked?" VJ asked Ben.
"Yep." He replied proudly.
"You know we're gonna make you prove it." Hunter added, grinning.
"Fine." Ben replied as he flashed them a `challenge accepted' kind of smile. He then laid across the teacher's desk and lifted his legs as he awaited their penetration. But the blonde bay babes knew how they liked it and went about getting it, beginning with Hunter lying next to Ben and dragging him across his body to zoom in from underneath. Meanwhile, VJ's swollen head faced Ben's hole head-on as the hunk rammed himself into the sexy schoolboy. The ease with which Ben took the two tools confirmed he was no stranger to this slutty caper, and with VJ and Hunter interpreting his moans as screams for more, the dirty duo instantly horned him like disgruntled rhinoceroses.
Ben quickly became something of a butt slushy as VJ and Hunter gave one of their most ass-slapping, ball-giggling performances yet. Performance not just in the personal sense, but also in that their libidinous act attracted an audience: Brad Willis. Brad perved keenly until he heard the intensity in VJ's voice increase as his breath shortened and saw his muscles practically rattle: the tell-tale signs the young intruder to his classroom was about to erupt.
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!...FUCK!!!!!!..." VJ screamed as he fought with everything he had to fire every last ounce of his juices into Ben. The sight alone of VJ in his element was enough to make one cream on-the-spot, but for Hunter the added feeling of his meat being sauced by VJ was over-stimulation and seconds later his train was dumping its gravy into Ben's hole.
With the dicklicious pair drained, Brad decided to make his presence known.
"Ahem! Well this isn't math..." He said, arms crossed as he gave a half serious, half joking unimpressed expression. Brad was one of those teachers that generated many a crush - even his stance was sexy as he stood in fitted pants, his tall legs naturally shoulder-width apart as they seemingly invited the boys to wander their hands up them as they uncovered his package. What actually happened though was Brad began undressing himself, starting with his shirt as he exposed his buff torso. But before he dropped his pants, he slipped off his belt and looped it around VJ's left and Hunter's right wrist, binding them together like prisoners before spreading them across the desk.
Once nude, Brad sat in his chair as he pulled Ben into his lap while his pounding pole slid right up Ben's generously cum-lubed passage. With Ben in position Brad pushed the chair closer to the desk as he reached around Ben and grabbed a fistful of Summer Bay cock in each hand and vigorously jerked.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...yeah...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...fuck..." VJ and Hunter moaned. It may have been the situation, but this felt 1000 times hotter than anything that had ever happened with Zac. Their exhilarated bodies were further excited by the touch of their free hands as they caressed their own studly bodies while VJ's leg found itself draped over Hunter's as their tingling toes friskily intertwined.
Brad continued bouncing in his seat, his hammer still slamming Ben like Tigger's tail on steroids as he then arched himself forwards and orally engulfed VJ's cock. Soon after he swapped his sucking to Hunter; engaging in a shlong-sampling that would give Mark a run for his money. During the same time one arm became wrapped around Ben's waist as his other hand showed Ben's cock some loving as he played with the familiar penis he'd had many times before.
Ben's hole was like the starting point of a cummy Niagara Falls as VJ and Hunter's lingering loads flowed from the drowned ass alongside Brad's teeming addition. Dumped in, Ben left Brad's consuming grasp and hovered over VJ's face and fed him his banger while Brad provided the mash as he lunged into Hunter's ass. Brad's lust for more students of Hunter's hunky calibre made him blow again before moving onto and into VJ. Ben took this as his cue to let Hunter suck him again. He didn't necessarily find Hunter hotter but unlike with VJ he found himself swallowing Hunter's wood as they formed a 69er. The sight was so hot Brad and VJ's eyes deviated from each other to their friends. But Brad's attention was still with VJ as he took control of VJ's cock and jerked him as he fucked him. From his eyes to his cock to his ass, VJ was turned on from all angles. Before long, he was filling Brad's hand with violent shots of hot sticky semen. The other guys soon had their lava attacks too.
"You boys aren't from around here." Brad stated knowingly as a fact rather than phrase as a question as they all did up their pants and stood around around shirtless.
Hunter shook his head, biting his lip as he adjusted the way his depleted package sat wrapped back up inside his jocks.
"Where you staying?" Brad asked, curious as to which local accommodation option they'd chosen - partly as a concerned father figure, but mostly as a horndog wanting to know how to track them down again for more sweet ass...
"The Erinsborough." VJ replied. As much as they and Mason got along being cooped up all night on the backseat of Hunter's car after driving together all day was just a tad too much of each others' company.
"Well I've got a spare room at mine if you're interested." Brad continued, embracing the welcoming hospitality of Ramsay St.
"Sure." VJ replied, keen to save some bucks and pay with fucks. "But we have another mate with us."
"Bring him along too. The more the merrier." Brad smiled. Now that it was settled, Brad wrote his address down on a slip of paper and handed it to VJ before throwing on his shirt, leaving it unbuttoned as he left.
"And I pretty much live across the street, you know, if you need anything he hasn't got." Ben winked as he too left with his shirt fully open, while Hunter and VJ remained shirtless as they followed in tow...