Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Home and Away actors featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Seven Network, Australia.
VJ heard someone pull up a chair as he sat playing on his phone in the diner - it was Nate.
"You talking to me now?" VJ said abruptly.
"Look, I'm sorry ok. I should have believed you."
"Yeah you should have."
Nate turned to leave. He'd said what he needed to and wasn't getting into a debate with VJ, especially over Hunter of all topics.
VJ was still mad, but that didn't stop him wanting Nate.
"Words are meaningless. Show me you're sorry."
Nate hesitated.
"Look at it this way: I can help you end that ridiculous love triangle you've got going with Ricky and Kat."
Nate was seriously considering VJ's proposition.
"Surely you remember how hot it was..." VJ said, gently and discreetly stroking Nate's hand as they flashed back to the day of the banquet fundraiser for Leah and Zac...
VJ played with his pasta as he sat bored shitless at the long, beautifully decorated table. While it was nice of the community to rally together to help his family following the fire, VJ just couldn't get interested in the event. He needed something interesting to happen...and not just some random guy crashing the party claiming to be Zac's son...the guy everyone quickly grew to hate: Hunter.
On top of his boredom, VJ had been sitting through the meal with a raging, rock hard boner as he watched the line up of sexy shirtless waiters keeping everyone fed and visually entertained. What he wouldn't do to make Andy Barrett a layer of his mum's moussaka...or use Nate Cooper's abs as a plate off which to eat Irene's bombe alaska - although Nate was so hot he'd melt it in a split-second.
VJ looked around the table: everyone was engrossed in fine food and gossipy conversation. No one suspected a thing as VJ ever so slightly slid down in his seat; his crotch under the table as he pulled out his throbbing tool and started jerking off.
With his other hand, VJ held out his glass as Nate did the rounds replenishing the quickly diminishing champagne.
"Nice try mate." Nate said. "I'll get you some more punch."
"How about something not on the menu." VJ replied, pulling a $50 note from his pocket and slipping it down the front of Nate's pants.
Nate smiled, tempted.
"Oops." VJ said, 'accidentally' knocking his fork on the ground. "Wanna get that for me?"
VJ kicked the fork under the table as Nate crawled after it. But it didn't take Nate long to cotton on as he was greeted by VJ's salami begging to be sucked.
VJ closed his eyes, appreciating the feel of Nate's hot lips wrapping themselves around his pole...his hot saliva wetting his whopper willy as he slid VJ's 9" of studliness down his throat.
"Hors d'oeuvre?" Andy asked VJ. No response. "Hello? Earth to VJ?"
It finally registered Andy was speaking to him - Nate's incredible blowjob was really taking him somewhere else mentally.
"Uh, no. Sorry, I just zoned out for a moment." VJ replied.
"Hmmmm I thought my abs at least would have got your attention." Andy teased as he stepped closer to VJ; his crotch practically in his face. It was torture as VJ controlled himself, unable to suck Andy then and there.
But it was obvious Andy was interested; and VJ's lustful eyes and salivating mouth told him the feeling was mutual.
"I'll leave you to it." Andy winked at VJ as he continued serving the other guests.
Will this damn banquet hurry up and finish already! VJ thought to himself as he anticipated the real dessert.
VJ jolted, sitting up as his eyes opened wide...his jaw dropping as his heart raced...his cock beating like a drum as he pumped out one of the most intense stud-flood's of his life. He hadn't intended to orgasm so indiscreetly.
"You ok VJ?" Leah asked, concerned. "You look a bit flushed. Do you need Nate to check you out?"
I need him to fuck me VJ thought, trying not to laugh at the thought of medical attention from Dr Hunky given what had just been happening.
"I'm fine mum."
"That must have been some daydream you were having." Andy said as he returned again with the hors d'oeuvre's.
VJ was happy to oblige as Leah told him to stay and help clean up as everyone left.
Although the champagne had been flowing heavily, there were still a couple of bottles left over. VJ tucked them under his arm as he strode off down the beach with Andy and Nate in hot pursuit.
Away from parental eyes, Andy and Nate were happy to let VJ drink; the guys swigging from the bottle in between lusty, passionate kisses as they stripped off, leaving just their bow ties on - VJ felt like he was getting his own private Thunder from Downunder show.
VJ laid on a rock as Nate fucked him and Andy stood over him, pushing his fat cock down into his hot young mouth. The guys continued to drink as they messed around, with Andy pouring champagne down VJ's throat every so often. The alcohol only fuelled the guys as the fuckfest ignited into a hot, drunken, messy session; slurred moans of ecstasy filling the air.
The champagne had fast run out what seemed like forever ago, but VJ became filled with a hot, sticky, creamy alternative...his throat guzzling Andy's never-ending explosion just before his ass soaked up Nate's continuous cum storm...
Back in the present:
The memory was too hot for Nate to ignore, and he and VJ left to create an encore performance.
Meanwhile...
Trystan's claim he could be Hunter's father was a cover for his real business in the bay: to use Charlotte as a means of luring Brax out of hiding. When Charlotte failed to deliver useful info, Trystan threatened Hunter; a promise he'd kept when he chloroformed Hunter and kidnapped him.
"Hmmmmmm...seems a shame to waste you." Trystan murmured to himself as he stroked Hunter's face. Hunter was unresponsive as his limp, seemingly lifeless body laid in the bush.
Trystan grinned wickedly as he took Hunter to a new low, deciding to use him like a human sex doll as he fucked him while unconscious.
"Man you're easy." Trystan laughed as he bent Hunter in all sorts of positions while ramming his fat, horny rod into the boy. Although Hunter was out cold, his insides were red hot, only encouraging Trystan to continue his molestation.
Trystan then shoved his cock into Hunter's mouth and face fucked him. With Hunter's lips remaining firm, it was like the perfect blowjob.
His forceful controlling turned Trystan on, and before long he couldn't stop the fruits of his efforts erupting as he pumped cum galore over the teen's face. Trystan rubbed his cock and balls over Hunter's face, spreading his jizz shower all over it.
He'd never fucked an unconscious person before, so curiosity got the better of Trystan as he took Hunter's cock in his hand. Hunter subconsciously responded to the hot, firm grip; springing to life. Trystan smiled, his question answered.
If he could make an unconscious person hard, he should be able to make him cum too. Trystan jerked Hunter off so hard and fast he blew in no time.
"The police will think it's a hook up gone wrong. They'll never suspect me." Trystan laughed as he got in his car and drove off, leaving Hunter with his jeans pulled down and smothered in cum.