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CHAPTER 3
A week and several cocks later, the bay boys had enough fun in Erinsborough and decided it was time to move on and continue their trip. For all the neighbours they'd shared, VJ and Hunter kept their secret of what happened between them and Ben and Brad at Erinsborough High. Similarly, Mason was keeping a secret of his own. He hadn't been alone in the motel room for long when answering a knock at the door introduced him to Jack Callahan. Despite his drinking, partying and sexually wild ways since leaving the church, Jack was still a devout Catholic. Continuing to engage in religious discussion on a daily basis, he went door-knocking like a Jehovah's Witness. Some found him just as pesky, while others, like Mason, gave him more than he bargained for...
Although Mason's afternoon with Jack evened the score, he mischievously couldn't help but stir the pot between VJ and Hunter for some friendly payback, beginning with sucking VJ's cock as he took over the driving this time while Hunter sat in the back. Hunter could only watch with fascination and a twinge of envy - it was that or monotonous stretches of bush for miles...
*** Another hour or so later VJ drove into a nice-looking camping spot. Ever cocky, Mason kicked back while Hunter and VJ unloaded the car and set up the tent. "I have an idea I wanna run past you guys." Mason eventually said. "Here's an idea: why don't you get us some fire wood, lazy bones." VJ teased back. But Mason persisted. "You remember those brothers we fucked?" "The Brennan's?" Hunter asked. "How could we forget?" VJ added as his cock stirred. "Don't they remind you of anyone...?" Mason asked as he smiled hopefully. VJ and Hunter looked at each other confused as crickets chirped and tumble weeds rolled by. "Me and my brothers...?" Mason continued, hoping to make the penny drop. "Jeezus." Mason mumbled to himself. For guys that took advantage of every proposition they sure were dumb sometimes. "If I can get Justin and Brodes up here maybe we can all fuck and you two can judge which brothers do it better: the Brennan's...or the Morgan's?" "I'm in." VJ replied enthusiastically. "But we need the Brenno's here too. So we can judge fairly." "Yeah. I wanna see them get all horny AND competitive." Hunter added, jumping in on VJ's cheekiness.
All that was left to do was ask the question, and so Mason finally made a contribution and sent out some texts. Not even a minute later Mason's phone dinged with a reply: Justin wasn't able to make it as he was on his way to visit his daughter Ava. A few minutes later Mason received a graphic response from Mark: a snapchat with the Brennan boys showing off their hard-on's and the words `3 yes's. C U soon'.
VJ was clearly up to something as he sat quietly madly texting himself. There was going to be a brother's fuck-off come rain, hail or shine. But if the Morgan boys couldn't all be there then he'd do his damnedest to get a replacement, the Braxton's, there. After all, he, or rather his ass, had been tight with Brax.
As VJ awaited a response, the guys all looked as they heard footsteps running towards them as Brody came into view. "Woah bro, that was fast!" Mason exclaimed. "There's keen, and then there's desperate." Mason laughed, ribbing his big brother. "Your timing couldn't be better." Brody replied. "I was already on the road heading up this way - Zannis is after me again..." "And you need somewhere to hide." Mason finished his brother's sentence. "Don't worry, he won't find you all the way out there." "Yeah, we'll protect you." Hunter teased as Mason flashed him a serious look indicating Zannis was no-one to joke about. Brody's former drug dealer had already targeted the entire Morgan family in one way or another in his attempt to retain Brody as a client and get him hooked on ice again. He didn't get rich by making it about anything else but the money.
*** VJ and Hunter were off gathering more fire wood while Mason grilled some food for their soon-to-arrive guests when they stumbled across an altercation between Brody and who they guessed to be Zannis. "You didn't think you could hide from me, did you?!" Zannis yelled as he punched Brody in the face, sending him stumbling backwards. Before Brody could recover, Zannis then shoved him into a tree; the impact of his head hitting it causing him to collapse in the dirt. Brody crawled a few steps as he attempted to get back up, but he was met with a kick to the stomach before Zannis mounted him, pulled out a knife and slashed his clothes off him until he was naked.
"What should we do?!" Hunter whispered to VJ; the boys in a slight panic. But before VJ could reply, Zannis pulled Brody, whose wrists were now bound behind his back using the elastic of his underwear, into a headlock and pointed the knife in their direction. "Mind your business boys or you'll be next!" Zannis screamed at them before holding the blade to Brody's throat while smashing his cock into his ass.
"Ohhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Brody moaned; his voice strained and warbly as he trembled. One slash from Zannis and his life would end. Meanwhile Zannis just grunted ragingly as he dominated Brody with determination. VJ and Hunter were frozen as they watched, partly out of fear, partly out of intrigue. It seemed too depraved for them to admit, but there was something hot about seeing Brody being assaulted.
"Do you want me to stop?" Zannis asked Brody. "N..no..." He stammered. Although Brody didn't have a choice, he began to ease up. In fact, he'd spent the first few weeks of rehab jerking off over fantasies of exchanging sex for drugs with the attractive dealer; distracting himself as his system detoxed.
"See boys? He wants it. Go play heroes somewhere else!" Zannis barked at them. But they were too entranced to do anything except pull their hard cocks out as they jerked each other over Zannis' cock aggressively crushing Brody's insides.
Brody and Zannis hardened further at the sight of VJ and Hunter's thick teenage tools throbbing over them. "Get over here!" Zannis demanded as the teens cautiously approached. He then dropped the knife and slammed Brody's face into the dirt as he grabbed them by their asses and pulled them closer to get as much of their cocks down his throat as he could. With the threat of danger gone, it wasn't long before the boys took on the work and practically fucked Zannis' face off...
*** After a while VJ and Hunter pulled their cocks from Zannis' mouth and jerked themselves to a furious eruption all over their sucker's face and hair. Zannis wiped the messy jizz-fest from his face and flicked it on Brody before unleashing his own white tsunami into Brody's abused ass, not relenting for a second as spilled into his target.
As Brody panted in exhaustion and relief, he felt a jab to his arm. "Argh!" he cried in discomfort as Zannis injected him with drugs powerful enough to knock him off the wagon yet again. "You bastard!" he screamed as Zannis smiled wickedly. Zannis had gotten his way with Brody AND reignited his addiction, ensuring he'd finally come crawling back for more drugs.
"Brody!" Justin gasped as he arrived just in time to see it happen. His ex Nina had stuffed him around once more and decided to cancel the visit with Ava at the last minute, enabling him to turn around and join the others after all.
"I expect to hear from you soon." Zannis whispered menacingly in Brody's ear.
But the smile was quickly wiped off his face when he saw the Braxton brothers approaching. He'd had dealings with them in the past, and they were the only people who'd been able to intimidate him. Seeing them again made him quickly run off in the other direction, but not before slashing Brody's arm with the knife to leave a permanent reminder of what happened.
"And don't come back you scumbag!" Justin yelled after him as the Braxton's hurled stones that landed near Zannis but missed him as he disappeared into thick bush. He then quickly attended to his hurt brother. "You ok?" Justin asked Brody as he untied his brother's wrists. "Yeah." Brody winced; the cut stinging him as he covered it with his hand to try and stop the bleeding. This was nothing compared to falling off a cliff in a hallucinogenic state. In the meantime VJ and Hunter had already collected a few shreds of Brody's shirt and tied them around the wound.
As the drugs kicked in, Brody became less concerned about a scar forming and more eager to get the fuck-off underway. VJ and Hunter were going to be lucky boys that night, with Justin's arrival giving them 3 sets of 3 hot brothers to get drilled by.
As the herd of hunks headed back to the camp site, Zannis watched from behind a tree as he plotted another dastardly act. This time not to Brody, but VJ. He played it out in his mind: he'd force VJ to swallow a handful of Viagara's to ensure he stayed permanently hard - an erection of VJ's size could never be hidden and when the embarrassment got to him Zannis would offer him a place to hide where he could use VJ on demand; making him cum at least 20 times a day and still never go soft...
So hopefully you liked my attempt at something different. The next chapter will be VJ and Hunter vs The Brennans vs The Morgans vs The Braxtons.