Freddie Slater Shags The Square - Part 2
Disclaimer: this story is fantasy and implies nothing about the BBC, the characters or actors who play them.
Following his sensational fuck with Mick Carter, where'd they cum down each other's willing throats, Freddie's appetite for another encounter was at an all-time high.
He'd spent a few days scouting out who else was fit on the square... especially the daddies, as Freddie had always loved fucking older men, especially the ones with kids.
He'd clocked the hot new Asian lad, Ravi, strutting around and wondered if he could be turned. He'd also checked out Martin's thick thighs in his jeans as he sold his fruit and veg on the market and dreamt about seeing what was beneath the denim. But the main object of his desire right now was Jack Branning, the super-stud absolute DILF of Walford.
Freddie found himself almost drooling as he watched the strapping copper stroll across the square's gardens in his light chinos and tight muscle fit white shirt. His clothes hugged every hot bump and lump in all the right places. Freddie had to have him! He came up with a cunning plan.
Keeping watch over the course of a few days, Freddie established Jack's working pattern for the week and realised he was doing nights. One evening, Freddie called up a few mates and suggested a night out at the local bar, Peggy's. He had every intention of getting lairy, but keeping enough of his wits about him to still be in control. It got to around midnight and Freddie and his pals were beginning to cause a bit of a drunken scene, bringing them to the attention of one of the bar staff.
"Oi lads!" Sharon's brother Zack shouted across the bar. "Calm it down a bit or you're out on your ear" he warned.
`Mmm, you'll do for later' thought Freddie as he nudged his mates and laughed.
"Fuck off wanker!" one of them shouted back.
"Right you've had your warning!" Zack yelled. He nodded at two bouncers who were nearby and they set about grabbing Freddie and his mates by the scruff of the neck and escorting them out of the building.
"Get off you prick!" Freddie shouted as he was bundled into the street. He saw two police officers in the near distance and saw his opportunity.
"Come on then you bald twat!" he yelled at one of the bouncers, loud enough to ensure the police heard. He put his fists up readying for a fight but also was ready to run if his plan didn't work.
Luckily it did - the police came rushing over and Freddie's mates scarpered.
"Fists down young man and step over here please" one stern looking copper said.
"Ah fuck off pig!" Freddie grinned, making sure he was cocky as possible.
"Right, I think you need time to cool off, come on, a night in the cells" the officer barked, escorting a willing Freddie to their vehicle.
`Please say Jack Branning's on duty tonight or this will be so embarrassing!' Freddie thought as he was driven the short distance to the station.
It was a relatively busy night at the desk so he had to wait to be processed - while he waited, he scoured the corridors and lobby from his seat in the corner, looking for any sign of the hot daddy.
Five minutes passed and Jack appeared from a small room behind the desk. Now was Freddie's chance.
"Mr Branning! It's me, Freddie Slater! Can you help me? I just wanna say sorry and go home!" he cried, breaking down into fake tears to get the man's attention.
Jack recognised the kid and rushed over to see if he could calm him down. He wasn't close to the Slaters but anything to keep the neighbours off his back and he knew Jean had been through the ringer lately.
"Oi oi, calm down, let's get you somewhere private" he soothed. Jack motioned at the desk sergeant that he had the situation in hand and escorted the apparently distraught lad to an empty interview room at the end of the corridor.
"Right take a seat here and tell me what's happened" Jack said. "You're Kat's nephew or something ain't ya?" he quizzed.
"Yeah" sniffed Freddie. "And I thought Billy was my dad but apparently he ain't and it's just doing me head in!" he whined, wiping away the forced tears.
Jack looked down at him sympathetically and Freddie admired how dominant and manly he looked in his tight black suit trousers and crisp white shirt.
Freddie shuddered with horniness as Jack approached and knelt down next to him, placing one arm across the back of Freddie's shoulders and gently squeezing his upper arm.
"Look, you've kicked off outside a club and you've had too much to drink - we've all been there" Jack's deep voice softly spoke. Freddie's cock began to stir as he felt the hot daddy's warm breath on his cheek.
"I just feel so lost" Freddie sobbed, stifling a grin as he applauded his own acting skills.
Jack leaned in a bit further and placed his other hand on Freddie's leg, but to both their surprise his hand landed quite far up and rested on Freddie's expanding bulge snaking down his thigh. Both men froze and after a few seconds Jack slowly removed his hand and cleared his throat.
"Sorry" he muttered, "that was an unexpected surprise" Jack said with a nervous laugh.
Freddie looked Jack square in the face. "Well what do you expect when I've got a hot police officer say with his arm around me" he winked.
Jack was taken aback by the forward nature of the young man, even more so when Freddie leaned in and planted his lips on Jack's.
Jack should've pushed him away and send him off with a warning, but something was making him not resist. Jack pressed his mouth back and enjoyed the taste of the smooth boy's full lips. Freddie's arms reached out to caress Jack's muscled upper back as their embrace increased and the tentative kiss evolved into a full passionate tonguing.
A few moments passed and both men separated, breathlessly looking at each other in awe.
"Fuck you're so fit" Freddie gasped.
"You're doing something to me that I've not felt in decades" Jack said, alluding to his younger bisexual days where he would often fuck around with mates (and even his brother Max on occasion).
Jack briefly stood up to lock the interview room door and stood towering over Freddie with a raging erection pressing against his black pants. Freddie's own cock was throbbing in his jeans as he reached up to unzip Jack's pants and unleash the beast that was waiting to be revealed.
As Jack stood with his hands on his hips, Freddie drooled in anticipation as he pulled the zipper down and saw the white CK boxers that lay beneath. He could feel a heat coming from the opening and leaned in further to nuzzle against the crotch with his nose, smelling the heady scent of cock, balls and piss. Freddie reached out and grabbed the waistband of the tight boxers, taking in the moment before slowly peeling them down. Jack's 10-inch monster flopped out and bounced against Freddie's forehead, causing the youngster to giggle.
"Fucking suck it" Jack snarled, a new dominant and horny character taking over him.
The hungry twink gripped the huge dong, one of the biggest he'd seen in person, with two hands and rolled back the foreskin. He instantly leaned in to suckle on the juicy head, licking up a pearl of precum in the process. Jack grunted as he felt the vacuum mouth of Freddie Slater encompass his bellend and create a tingling sensation from his big balls. Freddie's own length was throbbing hard in his jeans as he began to enthusiastically make his way down the hot man-meat swelling in his throat. Jack's cock was delicious and Freddie took his time to make sure he could savour the taste and smell. As Freddie's rhythm built, Jack entwined his fingers in the lad's curls and gripped onto his skull, dominating his mouth and forcing Freddie to choke on all ten inches. Freddie's eyes widened as he buried his nose in Jack's trimmed, musky pubic hair and savoured the large fat erection in his throat and around his lips. Jack took over control and face-fucked Freddie.
"Yeah that's it you little cocksucker, take every fucking inch. You like that copper cock?" Jack snarled, thrusting his muscular hips and staring down at the wide-eyed slut looking up at him.
This continued for a few more minutes before Jack suddenly pulled out, a long string of saliva connecting Freddie's lips to Jack's shiny bellend.
Freddie wiped his eyes and mouth to refresh himself from the deepthroat face-fuck. "Why'd you stop?" he questioned.
"I don't wanna cum yet and your mouth is too good. I'm gonna cum in your arse" Jack cockily stated. "But first, you're gonna eat mine".
Freddie's eyes lit up and he quickly pulled his jeans off to free his own cock while Jack properly stepped out of his trousers and stripped out of his shirt. Freddie mouthed `wow' as he ogled Jack's firm muscular torso and legs. He'd never seen a guy of his age in such good shape. Freddie removed his own top, feeling slightly conscious of his slimmer and less muscled frame, but Jack smiled and ran a finger over Freddie's abs.
"Very very cute" he admired.
Jack moved Freddie aside with his right arm and positioned himself on the table inside the interview room. He placed both palms at one end and clambered on to his knees, spreading his legs so his long thick cock and full balls hung openly between them.
Jack reached around behind him and parted his cheeks, showing Freddie his sexy hairy hole. Freddie literally drooled at the sight and wasted no time in leaning forward and burying his face in the sweaty crack. He licked at the wrinkly bud and tasted Jack's musky cunt, breathing in the heady scent of the muscle daddy and feeling the coarse black hairs tickling his cheeks and lips. It was divine, the heady scent and taste of pure man drove the younger lad wild and he let his tongue take over as he dug into Jack's daddy pussy and ate it out as best his could.
Jack moaned and lazily tugged his cock as he enjoyed the sensations and realised he hadn't been rimmed in such a long time. A few women over the years had given him a finger but it was decades since he'd had a full tonguing.
The rimming went on and both men moaned and sighed in bliss. Ten minutes passed and Jack, again reluctantly, pulled his firm, hairy, wet arse away from Freddie's mouth.
"Amazing but I've gotta get my hands on yours" he gasped. Freddie's face was pink and shiny and Jack leaned in to kiss his mouth deeply while enjoying the taste of his own cunt.
Freddie eagerly got himself up on to the same table and lay on his back, knees and legs wide apart to show off his perfect smooth pink boy-hole. Jack knelt down and grunted at the sight, instantly devouring it with his whole mouth, licking, kissing and sucking on that tight bud. Freddie jerked his pretty cock and lay his head back grinning that his cunning plan had worked, again!
Jack finished making love to the pussy with his tongue and replaced it with two fingers. Freddie yelped in delight as he felt his joy button massaged by the strong digits.
"Loosening you up for this boy" Jack gripped his meat and shook it towards Freddie. Freddie's eyes rolled back as Jack's fingers pistoned in and out of his slick chute.
The finger-fucking got even more intense as two became three and Freddie sat up on his hands to buck his open hole against Jack's hands. Both men were panting by now as Jack wanked his massive ten incher with his free hand and Freddie rubbed a thumb over his own wet slit.
After a few moments, Jack removed his fingers and before Freddie could realise had replaced them with his baby-maker. Freddie gasped and adjusted to the thick, long cock that had just been planted in front of him. Jack immediately began to pummel the tight hole and grunted in pleasure at how hot and fresh the pusdybwas. Freddie was spread wide while Jack held his ankles and pumped his hole full of hot Branning daddy man meat. Jack bent over to put his face close to the twink and the two kissed feverishly, moaning into each other's mouths at the sensations that ran through them. The two of them had found their stride they were having fantastic sex, Freddie's supple buttocks bouncing as Jack's muscular and strong hips slapped against them, the pair of them gazing in each other's eyes in complete bliss, Freddie's mouth hanging open in sexual bliss as his prostate was mashed by Jack's fat appendage.
"Harder daddy! Fucking stretch my little cunt" Freddie cried. Jack put a hand over his mouth as he kept on with his immense pounding. Freddie's ring clung to the bare dick as it delivered one of the best shags he'd ever felt in his young life.
But the cries of passion had already been heard - by another police officer who was curiously walking down the corridor.
As the two men began to reach climax, Jack picked Freddie up with ease and bounced him on his sensational cock. Freddie moaned into Jack's mouth while he clung to his neck and Jack let out a guttural groan as he shot eight thick ropes of potent hot spunk directly in to Freddie's guts. The sensation of his own cock rubbing against Jack's steel abs caused Freddie to also erupt and cover the pair of them in his fresh sperm.
As they came down from their highs, kissing deeply, they didn't hear a key turning in the interview room door. They didn't hear the door open and they didn't see Callum Highway stop in shock and awe at seeing his senior officer, Jack Branning, with his cock planted inside Walford newbie Freddie Slater. Callum gulped, took in the sight and slowly closed the door again. He wiped his brow and adjusted his growing cock as he walked back down the corridor.
"Nice to meet you mate" Freddie smirked as he finished getting dressed. He could feel a drop of Jack's cum dribble out of his hole as he pulled his jeans on.
"Yeah, you too... and maybe try and stay out of trouble or you might not be so lucky next time" Jack winked, patting Freddie on the arse as he escorted him out of the room and sent him on his merry way.
`Two down, plenty more to go' Freddie thought as he strolled off into the night.
Meanwhile, Callum had locked himself in a private video booth in the station and logged on to the CCTV.
`I can't believe he didn't cover the camera' he thought, as he fished his fat cock out of his pants and pressed play. Callum came twice over the events of that evening and made a copy for his own personal USB stick - he couldn't wait to get home and show Ben!
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