This is a fictional story, based on Hollyoaks that I have no involvement in. It does not imply anything about the sexuality or relationships of any characters or actors involved. It doesn't follow the storylines of Hollyoaks rigidly, but will be influenced by it. All actors are over 18, and the character's are all age of consent or older.
So this chapter sets up some new idea's for later chapters, and ties up a couple of I've already written. Hope you like
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Ollie was sat outside The Love Boat having a drink and enjoying the nice weather. He was killing time before heading over to meet John Paul at his place for another meet up. Ever since that day at the McQueen's, they'd met up regularly for more sex, often spending their time fucking each other. They both enjoyed the time, each getting a thrill from playing on their former relationship of student/teacher, and they role played with Ollie even dressing in his old school uniform to enhance the experience. As much as Ollie enjoyed it, he knew there was something John Paul was hiding, and it had something to do with the uniform. John Paul, whenever Ollie wore the uniform, rarely made eye contact as though he was thinking of someone else. As he sat there, he noticed Charlie walking along the deck outside The Dog, looking lost in thought as he headed home from school. It was like a lightbulb switched on, and Ollie realised it was probably Charlie that John Paul was thinking of when they role played, and despite the hurt the idea caused him, he couldn't deny the swell he felt in his dick at the thought of the two of them sharing John Paul. And as he finished his drink, he headed off to meet John Paul and thought of how to set it up. It had been a while since he'd gotten with Charlie, and it was time for a reunion. A school reunion.
As he left, he didn't see Damon walk to the table and clear the glasses, his eyes watching the lad leave.
Warren walked the village, his mind filled with what he'd done with Charlie but also remembering Justin. He hadn't thought of the guy for ages, and everything today had dredged up memories he'd forgotten. As he passed the garage, he realised he'd gotten hard again, and adjusted his jeans as he looked for his keys. He entered and locked the door behind him, before sitting at his desk and checking his phone. He saw a lot of messages from Felix, as well as some from Joel. He opened the thread and started scrolling, his dick getting harder as he looked at the pictures and video's of the punishment being doled out on that drug dealing bastard. He took his hand in his hand as he watched Joel standing there receiving his blowjob, and as the video played of Ethan fucking Taz over the table, he spat into his hand and started to jerk off to it. As he same all over his hand and stomach, he wondered what would happen if Felix had found out Warren had ended up fucking Charlie Dean, and his hole twitched in fear.. and excitement.
Tom was serving the last customer's at the cafe, the afternoon rush finally dying down and he readied the place to close. He and Yaz were supposed to meet up later, and Tom planned to shut up a bit early to get there in time. He looked up at the last customer, and his heart sped up as he saw Prince standing there with a smile on his face. "Closing soon?" Prince asked.
Tom nodded as he looked around, and saw the place was deserted. "Um.. Yea, off to meet Yaz." Prince placed his hand on his shoulder, letting it rest against Tom's, the two looking down at it in silence. Without another word spoken, Tom stepped aside and allowed Prince to step inside the cafe. Prince watched as Tom closed and locked the door, then moved to pull the blinds down on the windows leaving them standing in the shadowed room. Prince made the first move, walking over to Tom and pulling him into a kiss, that the other man returned with passion. They kissed for a while, Prince pushing Tom's shirt off as he walked them across the room until Tom was pushed up against the counter. Prince worked his hand over Tom's trousers, but felt his hand stopped as Tom gripped them telling him, "Prince, I'm not sure. I've really got to.." The rest of his protest was cut off as Prince thrust his hand into his boxers and wrapped a hand around his dick, and claimed his mouth in a deep kiss that silenced any further arguments. Prince lifted Tom onto the counter top, using his hands to push his mate's trousers down to his ankles, and he stepped up between the spread legs and pulled Tom's body closer as they continued their kiss.
The two made out like that, Prince jerking Tom off until he was leaking all over his hand, Tom's moans muffled by the kissing. As Tom began thrusting up into his hand, Prince broke away and dropped to his knees, surprising Tom by taking his dick into his mouth and started to suck on it. Ever since his time with Hunter, Prince had grown more willing to experience all sides of gay sex, and though he preferred to top and had only bottomed for his brother, he had grown to enjoy sucking dick more than he had thought he would. As he knelt there and sucked Tom off, he let his tongue roll over the shaft as he listened to Tom moan louder, happy to hear his mate enjoying this. The last time Prince had sucked Tom off, he hadn't really known what he was doing, but after many night's with Hunter he was much more aware of how to make this feel great for the receiver. Tom for his part couldn't believe how good a job Prince was doing, and had fight back from moaning too loud. He placed his hand on Prince's head, resting it there as he felt his mate suck on him faster, until Tom told him, "Prince.. I'm gonna shoot.. Prince.."
Prince never stopped, and relaxed his throat as he completely buried Tom's 9" dick in his mouth, and Tom started to fire into his throat. Prince pulled back a liitle, letting the final bursts fall on his tongue, before rising to his feet and pulling Tom into another kiss as they shared the cum that Prince held in his mouth. After a few minutes the two broke apart, and Prince smirked at Tom as he said, "So.. I've been practicing." Tom couldn't help but laugh at his mate, and he jumped down off the counter and pushed Prince back until he stumbled into a stack of boxes next to the door. Tom kicked his trousers off, leaving him naked but for his shirt, and he moved to rest on his knees in front of his friend. Prince watched as Tom fumbled at his jeans, and fished his dick out. His friend jerked it a few times, but knowing they didn't have long, he started to lick over it as he returned the blowjob he'd just had. Tom let his tongue slide over the tip, before running it up and down the thick shaft, and as it grew to its full 12" length, he opened his mouth and started to bob his head. He closed his eyes as he sucked it, letting his hand jerk off the bottom of the shaft.
He got lost in it, hearing Prince moan as he enjoyed the blowjob, before they froze as they heard voices approach from outside. As they remained still, Tom let the dick fall from his mouth as he recognized the people that were now stood only a few metres away. He looked up at Prince, and whispered, "Shit. Its Mizbah and Zain." Prince smiled at the fact Tom's in-laws were stood just outside as he was kneeling after just sucking his mate's dick. Prince placed a hand on Tom's head, and as his mates eyes widened, he pulled him back down onto his dick. Tom tried to protest, but this just meant his mouth opened to allow Prince to sink in. Tom tried to keep quiet, but as the dick rested on his tongue, he couldn't help but resume sucking on it until he was once again bobbing his head on the dick. He kept his eye's open this time, and looked up as Prince leaned over and peered through the blind, before looking back down at Tom telling him, "Fuck, they're right out there. That Zain, quite fit ain't he?" Tom's eye's bulged at the comment, but he didn't stop sucking, if anything he worked his mouth faster. Tom continued sucking, until Prince told him the coast was clear, and he pressed a hand to Tom's head and pulled him further down on his dick.
Tom knew what to do, and so as he felt the dick hit his throat, he relaxed and opened up allowing it to slide completely in. Prince was now buried in the tight throat, and as he felt it constrict around him, he let out a loud groan of pleasure that Tom was worried Mizbah would hear as they walked away. It was too late now, and as Prince felt his mates tongue slip over the bottom of his dick as the tip was worked by his throat, Prince fired his load into Tom's mouth. He pulled out as his dick kept cumming, and the final blasts hit Tom in the face as well as on his tongue. Tom sat back on his heels, as he regained his breath, but Prince pulled him to his feet and was about to kiss him when they heard knocking at the door. They both froze, Tom semi naked and Prince with his dick hanging out of his jeans, as they heard Tony outside. "TOM!!! You in there? I need a few bags of sugar, we've ran out at the pub. TOM!!!"
Prince smirked as he saw Tom look at the sugar bags next to them, before he pulled their mouths together. Tom sank into the kiss, both of them forgetting Tony as he stood outside calling out to Tom, before he slunk away. Ten minutes later, Tom unlocked the door, and with a glance around, he let Prince leave as he locked up and the two went their separate ways.
Charlie was distracted all night, and no matter how many times Darren, Nancy or Jack tried talking to him, he just couldn't focus on anything. After so many attempts, he just decided to head to his room and be by himself for a bit. He crashed out on the bed and stuck his earpods in, selecting a random playlist as he stared at the ceiling. It had been a crazy day, where he'd started it craving drugs that led to him giving a blowjob to his drug dealer as payment. They'd been found by Warren and Felix, and after leading him away, Warren had ended up fucking Charlie in the office of The Loft as he'd talked about Justin Burton, Charlie's real Dad. After all the encounters he'd had, Charlie would have just notched it up as just another fuck, but the way Warren had called out Justin's name as he'd fucked him, Charlie's head was racing. Everything he'd ever heard about his Dad had been what he'd heard from other people, but with Warren telling him about having sex with Justin, Charlie felt closer to his Dad than he had in years. It sounded like Justin had enjoyed many experiences with men, and just that knowledge made Charlie feel better about his own. He gradually drifted off to sleep, his mind filled with thoughts.
DREAM
Charlie was kneeling on a large bed, his mouth locked in a slow sensual kiss with a unknown blonde guy. Charlie didn't recognize the room, but the bed was familiar but he couldn't place where. The guy he was with made him feel the same, it was like his identity was hidden but he was sure he knew him, and as the two kissed Charlie sank further into the guys arms. Charlie felt himself pushed back on the bed, and the mystery man he was with moved his mouth down to his neck and started to kiss and lick over his body, moving down slowly as Charlie sighed at the soft touches. Charlie pulled the man back up, kissing him before doing the same, moving his mouth down the guy's chest. He let his tongue swirl over the nipples, before moving lower and licking down the taut stomach, his hand brushing through the matted chest hair as he kissed even lower. Charlie was about to see the man's dick, but felt himself pulled back up to lie against the pillows. He sighed in frustration, before moaning as he felt the guy lean over and take his dick into his mouth, and Charlie moaned as his dick was sucked gently before he felt the mouth move off him and start to lick over his shaft.
The bed shifted, and all of a sudden Charlie saw the man had turned his body so that his dick was at Charlie's head while he continued to suck and lick Charlie. Charlie looked at the penis, and saw it was very similar to his own if a little longer, and again a faint memory told him he knew who this dick belonged to. However, all he wanted right now was to take it in his mouth, and so he slowly leaned forward and licked the tip before taking it in his mouth. The two licked and sucked each other for ages, both bringing the other close to the edge before pulling back, and then repeating, They let their hands roam over each other's bodies, Charlie enjoying touching the mystery man's hairy chest as he let his hand move between them. As his tongue moved over the dick, Charlie grew more sure he should recognise this man, but his identity continued to escape him.
Eventually Charlie felt his orgasm approach, and he pulled off the dick as he called out. The word he said surprised him, and he arched his back as he called out, "DAD!!!" He fell back on the pillows as he felt the man continue sucking him, and as he looked down he could see the man's face finally, and saw it was Justin. His real Dad. He turned his head, and once again took the penis into his mouth, this time sucking harder as he knew it belonged to his Dad, and it didn't take long before he felt it fire into his mouth. The two lay curled up together, both licking their softening dicks, until they broke apart. Charlie didn't see it happen, but found himself lying over Justin's chest, his fingers playing in the light chest hair. He sniffed deeply, smelling the man for the first time, and he knew the scent instantly and continued to breath deep so it filled his lungs. They lay there for a while, Justin stroking Charlie's head, the two not speaking, until Charlie said, "I miss you Dad, I love you."
Charlie felt himself turned, and before he knew it, he was led on his back as Justin moved between his legs and raised them up. "I loved you too, Charlie. And I'm sorry I left." Charlie felt a dick at his hole, and he closed his eyes as he braced for the entry. There was no pain or discomfort however, as the thick member slipped inside, and Charlie could only moan as he felt himself filled. It was so good and familiar, and Charlie sighed as he felt Justin rest completely in his ass. Charlie looked up at his Dad, and Justin started to speak again as he began to thrust. "I'm so sorry Charlie. I should've stayed for you, but I couldn't do that to you, you deserved better." Charlie moaned at the words, his head shaking as he didn't understand. "You've grown into such a nice lad, and I'm so sorry I couldn't see it happen." Charlie let his hands grip Justin's back, and he brought his legs up to wrap around his Dad's waist and pull him further. Justin just kept his pace however, as he turned serious. "Charlie, I love you. But I'm not your Dad, and you need to know that. You've got a Dad, and he loves you more than I ever could. He'd do anything for you, while I just ran away." Charlie looked up, and saw Justin's face was growing less defined.
"No, Dad. It's you, I need you," and Charlie raised his hand to Justin's face, where it became fixed again. Justin kept thrusting, and Charlie moaned as he kept his hand on his face, afraid to take it away.
Justin bent his head, and kissed the lad's palm, and pushed it off his face but he continued to talk. "I'm sorry, but I was never there for you. Your Dad was, and he always will be. Darren, he cares for you. He took care of you. Every time you've mucked up, he's been there. He's your Dad, not me. Forget me, and live your life." Charlie felt a tear stream down his face, and as he blinked them away, he looked back up and Justin's face had changed to Darren's, and his breath caught in his throat. He reached up and touched Darren's face, gently stroking it before leaning up to kiss his lips softly.
"I love you, Charlie lad," Darren's words hit Charlie, and the lad groaned as he felt the thrusts in his ass. He recognized the sensation now, from his times with Darren, and as he held the man's arms tightly he realised he knew the smell from earlier as well. It hadn't been Justin, how could it have been, it had been Darren's body he could smell, and Charlie raised his head to breath in the man's scent. "Charlie.." Darren breathed out.
Charlie fell back, now looking up at Darren, and he started to pull the man's hips forward with his legs. "Darren.. I'm sorry, and I love you. It's always been you, you've always cared for me, and I never appriciated it." Darren kept thursting, slow gentle strokes as he made love to Charlie's ass, and the two fell into a deep sensual kiss as they moved against each other. Charlie gripped Darren tighter, trying to pull them both closer, and his moans grew louder. He heard Darren whispering in his ear, and it was the same words repeated with each thrust.
"My son. My boy, I love you."
Charlie's heart exploded as he listened to the words repeat, and as Darren moved quicker, Charlie wrapped himself closer to him. He felt his orgasm approach, and with a yell he shouted, "DAD!!!" He felt himself cum all over his chest, the biggest orgasm he'd ever felt in his life, and he dropped his arms and legs as he watched the man above him raise up onto his arms and hover over him. Charlie was afraid to look, scared the man had changed again, but he saw only Darren staring down at him. Darren was smiling down at him, and Charlie looked back, the two staring at each other as Darren finally came in his ass.
Charlie woke up. He sat up, and realised it was late in the night, and as he reached for his phone he saw it was almost 3am. He sat for a minute and realised his crotch was wet, and as he reached down he found he had cum in his sleep, and it took a second for him to remember the dream he'd had. He grinned at the memory, and he felt a weight off his body. He had been wrapped up in thought's of Justin for so long, and now he felt he could move past it, but first he had to do something.
He got out of bed, and crept down the stairs moving silently to Nancy and Darren's room. He pushed the door open, and saw the two sleeping, and he knelt down and crawled over to Darren's sleeping form. It took a few attempts, but he finally managed to wake him and placed a finger at his mouth to keep him silent, before motioning for Darren to follow him out of the room. Darren did so, checking Nancy was still sleeping, and stepped out into the kitchen closing the door behind him before turning and stepping over to where Charlie was waiting for him. Darren whispered, "Charlie, what is it?"
Charlie moved slowly, and Darren was surprised as he watched Charlie take a final step closer, and place his hand to Darren's head and kiss him. It was such a gentle, tender kiss that Darren was surprised and he could do nothing but return the kiss, the risky nature of the kiss forgotten for now, and the two stood there for a moment with their lips locked. Charlie broke away, and as Darren stared at him with questions about to spill, Charlie said clear enough for him to hear, "I love you, Dad." Darren's heart skipped a beat at the words, before Charlie gave him a final kiss and walked back to the stairs where he returned to his room. Darren stood in the kitchen for ages, trying to think what this meant, and as he saw the sky brighten through the window, he returned to his bed. He led there awake until he felt Nancy stirring awake, before pretending to just wake up and starting his day.
Breakfast seemed to go normally, and everyone noticed that Charlie seemed brighter than he had in months.
So I hope you liked this one. I felt a chapter like this could wrap up some of the stories I've done, and set up some future idea's I've got. The dream idea came to me recently when writing Justin's chapter, and I think it works pretty well here, please let me know what you think.
Idea's for later chapters, Lucas/Ste/Romeo. Warren/Joel/Ethan. And I've still gotta get Damon hooked up with someone. Let me know who you want him matched with.
Feedback is always welcome, and it's the only way writers know if we're being read and if it's worth carrying on with. PLEASE - email me, let me know what you think