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.
"You just keep making a habit out of this, don't you?" Sgt. Emerson said as he dragged VJ into the Yabbie Creek Police Station for questioning.
"What?" VJ replied.
"Getting into trouble where Hunter King is concerned. I think you better stay away from that boy."
VJ shook his head in disgust and rolled his eyes. "What am I even doing here? You know I didn't steal that car...you know I didn't hurt Hunter at that spa. This is harassment!"
"You've been lucky that both times there's been evidence to clear you." Emerson said, tossing Hunter's wallet found in the back seat of the car onto the desk. "All I'm saying is that if you keep getting into these situations with him you mightn't be so lucky next time."
"It was HIM that had ME kidnapped. But don't worry, I hate the jerk's guts. It will be a pleasure staying away from him. I never want to see that asshole again."
"My point exactly....And don't think I don't know about the other little stunts you've been pulling on each other. Your dislike of him is a crime waiting to happen."
"Woah, sgt.! He's the whack job, not me. And there's a HUGE difference between a little humiliation and...what are you suggesting? That I might beat him up? Kill him?"
"It's possible. I've seen these things escalate before."
"Ok. Well thanks for the advice. Am I free to go?"
Legally, there was no grounds on which Emerson could detain VJ. But personally...Emerson was keen to try his luck. He couldn't shake the hot image of VJ's naked body as the team found him slumped in the driver's seat of the stolen car...
"GUNNO!...GUNNO!...WHERE ARE YOU?!...ANSWER ME!" Hunter yelled frantically. Gunno had left ages ago to collect fire wood but had not returned. Had something happened to him? Out in the bush any number of things could have happened: a deadly snake bite...falling off a cliff...
Whatever the case, Hunter was not looking forward to a cold, lonely night alone in the middle of nowhere. Although he and Gunno had come to depend on each other, he had to keep moving on.
"Yes, thank god!" Hunter said out loud when he eventually stumbled across what appeared to be an old abandoned house. This would be luxury compared to the sleeping bag he and Gunno squeezed into; it would more than do for a night or two.
"Hello Hunter. Fancy seeing you here..." a familiar voice said wickedly...
Neither VJ nor Sgt. Emerson knew how it happened; just that it was happening: VJ on his knees on the desk, his bubble butt sticking out over the edge as Emerson stood behind him, risking a charge of police brutality as he beat VJ's asshole with his 10" rod, busting it with every rigorous thrust. Emerson was no Jack Holden, but with the biggest cock in the bay so far, VJ was keen to take him regardless.
Emerson's arm was wrapped around VJ's chest, pulling the young stud's body closer to his; the physical connection between them tightening hard...almost to the point they were literally one.
"You don't need Hunter." Emerson whispered into VJ's ear, kissing the back of his neck as he continued to drive his dynamite stick into tight town.
"Is this your plan to keep me away from him?" VJ replied breathlessly.
"I hadn't planned on it, but if it works..."
A bigger cock meant greater pleasure for Emerson; its thick diameter making VJ even tighter as it filled his tunnel and then some...its additional length allowing Emerson to feel even further into VJ's insides, his fat head repeatedly banging VJ's g spot like an intruder undertaking forced entry. But the greater Emerson was pleasured, the closer he was driven to uncontrollable eruption. Fucking at a speed that would be considered dangerous on the roads, destination dump-load rapidly approached.
"Ohhhhhhhhh.....OHHHHHHHHHH....." Emerson moaned as he proved a bigger cock also meant a bigger load as a tsunami of cum overflowed from VJ's rear vacuum...
"Behave yourself." Emerson warned as a now-dressed VaJ left.
"I'll try." VJ winked back at the older cop who'd just shown him his young-at-heart side; leaving Emerson with a delighted smile on his face...
"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....FUCK YEAH.....TAKE THAT MY HOT LITTLE PRISONER!!" Tank growled in sexy aggression as he fucked Hunter, who was bound to the bed.
"Yeahhhhhh....I will....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...give it to me Tank!" Hunter moaned in response.
Hunter was loving playing slave to Tank. Hunter had originally been creeped out that time when Tank snuck into his hospital room and fucked him while he was blind; but the more Hunter replayed the incident in his mind as he tried to make sense of it, the more he craved a repeat performance. Because creepiness aside, the loss of Hunter's sight heightened his other senses, including feeling. It's not hard to guess what impact that had on the then-anonymous cock delving deep and hard into him...
Although Hunter now had his sight back, his feeling hadn't diminished; this fuck every bit as good as that weird night. And knowing Tank's obsession with the objects of his desire, there was sure to be days...even weeks...of encores...
"Mmmmmmm...fuck you're hot....so hot...you're gonna make me cum..." Tank moaned.
"Show me Tank...show me how much I can make you cum..." Hunter replied excitedly.
"OHHHHHHHHH....FUCK!!" Tank screamed in relief as his pent-up load blasted out his raging cock. "THERE! LOOK AT ALL MY HOT JIZZ ALL OVER YOU!!"
"Mmmmmmm....tastes so good!" Tank moaned as he licked his own cream off Hunter's body. "Here, try some." Tank said, scooping some up as he fed his fingers into Hunter's mouth.
"More!" Hunter begged, but Tank shoved his tongue down Hunters throat, kissing him instead. Tank then snuggled into Hunter's bound body; the guys content as they relaxed into the night...