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.
"I'm so glad to be back." Hunter said, bear hugging Matt from behind as he searched the fridge for some leftover cake he knew had to be there somewhere.
"Ahuh." Matt grunted, still looking.
"So...after everything that's gone down I was thinking of moving back to the city..." Hunter started. "Just between us, I don't feel safe here anymore."
"So you're just gonna run away?" Matt replied, handing Hunter the cake he'd finally found.
Hunter wasn't going to let a cliche pep talk get in the way of his plans. "I was actually hoping you'd come with me. We could get a place together and everything. I'd have you all to myself." Hunter checked the coast was clear and kissed Matt.
"Woah, slow down dude!!" Matt replied, shocked. "You're acting like we're a couple. Just because we fucked a few times doesn't mean..."
"Of course not!" Hunter snappily cut off Matt. "Why can't anyone ever love me as much as I love them?! Just admit it - you hate my guts too!!"
"Dude, you're hot but you really need to chill. Now I'm not saying this to be mean but you get too attached to people too easily. I mean, blind freddy could see VJ only wanted you for your cock."
"Don't joke about blindness man, I've lived it." Hunter warned.
"Sorry, I wasn't thinking."
"Clearly."
"Look man, I hate to be blunt but you thought VJ loved you? Think again. He saw you being kidnapped and didn't even try to help you. And he only mentioned it to Leah and Zac when he rocked up hours later."
"Why are you doing this?!" Hunter yelled. "What?" "Lying!!" "Ummm...VJ told me himself. And you know why he didn't help you? Because he was racing off to fuck Nate Cooper. You, me, him - we're teenage guys; we're meant to fuck, not get married! Ok...I'm taking this back to the van." Matt said, picking up the cake from the bench. "You might wanna stop having these meltdowns if you want a boyfriend...just sayin'..."
Hunter was seething. In the heat of the moment he threw Matt on the table face down, pulled his shorts down and began angrily fucking him.
"You'll change your mind by the time I'm done with you!!" Hunter roared as he continued to ram Matt's tight ass with his aggressive, aggravated fuck stick.
Matt was more of a top but had bottomed before luckily as Hunter showed no mercy. "You're taking the whole rough sex thing too far!" Matt said, trying to remain calm in the hopes it would appeal to Hunter's better nature. "What about VJ?! All the things he's done to me?! Nobody gives a shit when he goes too far! No...they let him get away with it! He always gets what he wants and I'm sick of it!!" "Well you take it out on him then!"
But Hunter was done with VJ for good. There was no way he could ever fuck him again...even out of punishment...helping Trystan was one thing; but to watch him get kidnapped - that was unforgivable...the absolute final straw. Matt was his last chance at happiness in the bay. But in his deluded, psychotic state, Hunter failed to realise all he was doing was pushing Matt away.
Matt liked to portray himself as a tough guy, but he couldn't take much more of Hunter's anal abuse. "Stop man, you're starting to hurt me!" Matt begged.
Hunter ignored him, continuing his domination. "Hunter! I'm being serious!! This isn't a game. Get the fuck off me. NOW!"
"Ouch!" Matt managed to kick Hunter in the knee, snapping him out of his trance. Hunter realised his spur of the moment plan to convince Matt to love him had backfired, but he still had to get off.
Matt was headed for the door when Hunter grabbed him and slammed him on the couch. "You think I'm a psycho, don't you?! So what does it matter? This is what we do, so just shut up and enjoy it!!" Hunter screamed as he recommenced fucking Matt.
"Mmmmmm....ohhhhhhhhh....you're so hot Matt." Hunter moaned, leaning down to kiss him. Matt returned the kiss - although Hunter had eased slightly he knew letting him finish having his way with him was the only way out of this situation.
"Ohhhhhhhhh....fuck....ohhhhh yeah....I'm cumming...ohhhhhhhh!" Hunter moaned; filling Matt furiously with his hot, thick, juicy, man fluid.
Used and abused, Matt breathed in relief as Hunter, realising the inevitable consequences of his actions, took off upstairs, threw his belongings in a bag, climbed through the window and jumped off the roof, running away as fast as he could...anywhere his feet could take him...just as long as it was far away from Summer Bay...
Should Hunter return? If so, what should happen next? As always, I'm open to suggestions