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.
Tank had once toyed with Hunter, but close confinement the past few days had given the crazy Summer Bay outcasts a second chance. They realised they had a lot in common, especially the necessity to be loved at any cost. They quickly became drawn to each other on a level much deeper than just sex, seeing each other as a truly compatible companion; the best thing to happen to each other in a long time, if ever. Tank was Tank; and Hunter was free to finally drop the good boy act he'd been fooling everyone with since Marilyn's electrocution and just be his erratic self.
Life was as good as it was going to get; and with neither guy intending to go anywhere any time soon as they hid from those they'd hurt, this was the beginning of a life of isolated bliss.
A long night of fucking had left Tank starving as he sucked Hunter's cock the next morning; it would take more than a load of cum to refuel his stamina for the day ahead.
"Noooooooooooo...don't stop now...." Hunter moaned as Tank clamped Hunter's hose with a cock ring before rummaging around the kitchen for something to make for their breakfast. The place was bare; their supplies at an end.
"We got nothing. I'm just heading to the store. Back soon." Tank yelled as he dashed out the door.
"Tank! TANK!!!!" Hunter yelled. It was no use. Hunter threw back his head and sighed. It was one thing to be bound to the bed, but with his cock constrained too, waiting to blow was going to be torture...
The bush was so isolated that the closest shop was still the general store on the outskirts of Summer Bay once owned by Alf Stewart in the 90's.
Unknown to Tank, VJ had began working there casually. What Tank did know, however, was that VJ would probably blab about seeing him...the same way he blabbed about seeing him jump off the roof as he snuck out from spending the night with Evie. He decided he needed to stock up big so as to need not return to the store any time soon.
"So who's your latest victim?" VJ asked Tank as he scanned the groceries.
"Huh?" Tank feigned ignorance.
"Come on, all this food can't be for you. So tell me, who'd you manage to suck in this time?" VJ teased, keen for the goss.
Tank couldn't resist creating a stir...and what could VJ do anyway?
"Alright. It's your old mate Hunter."
VJ laughed. "Seriously? You and Hunter? What the....?! Well that explains where he's been, not that I care."
As VJ continued to work, he thought back to his first encounter with Tank; his sleazy charm...his bad boy edge...a fuck so hot it negated his later humiliation of VJ when he posted stolen nude pics of him online. VJ was under the impression Tank and Hunter had been together the entire time of Hunter's disappearance...Hunter had to be obsessively in love with Tank by now. It was VJ's turn for a stir.
VJ hadn't forgotten Hunter seducing his best friend Jett; now VJ was going to get one up on him by seducing Hunter's boyfriend...
"I don't know what you see in Hunter. You could do a lot better." VJ said.
"Yeah? Like who?" Tank replied, cottoning on and playing the game.
"Me." VJ replied, to the point.
"Mmmmmm...you offering?" Tank replied, intrigued.
Tank's eyes followed VJ with curious lust as he walked from the counter to the door, shutting it as he put up the closed sign.
"Yep." VJ said as he gestured for Tank to follow him into the storeroom.
Tank had fallen for Hunter, but at the same time he couldn't ignore the boost to his ego VJ's interest gave him. What Hunter didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
The horny hotties struggled to assert who wanted the other more as they flung themselves aimlessly around the small space; madly kissing as they undressed each other. Nobody puts Baby in a corner, but Tank seemed to enjoy putting VJ there yet again; trapping him against a shelf as he kissed his way down the pleasure trail that was VJ's body before sucking his hard hole-hunter.
Tank sucking him again was so amazing, VJ went weak at the knees, literally, as he uncontrollably slid to the floor. Tank seized the opportunity to spear VJ's throat with his pole, digging his dick in deep as VJ greedily pleasured him. But the struggle quickly reignited as the guys impatiently took turns tasting each other's masculine terrains.
A 69er would have been the solution but their brains were too clouded by rising steam to function. The layout of the storeroom hadn't changed in over 20 years; a small desk still to the side of the doorway. Tank lifted VJ onto the desk and threw his legs over his shoulder's as they dirty danced the horizontal tango...or gave a butchered rendition of it as beastly Tank thrust without thought into VJ like a mad caveman.
Recklessly ramming his rod, it wasn't much longer before Tank cream-filled VJ's cannelloni tube. Tank then sucked VJ again, but the rough root had left VJ on the verge of creaming himself, and with little effort required by Tank's mouth, VJ gifted him a sizeable sample of sperm. Tank wiped the spillage with his tee...a mistake he would soon regret...as he dressed and went on his way...
"About time!" Hunter groaned as Tank finally returned. "What took you so long?"
"Um..."
"What's that on your shirt?!" Hunter demanded, noticing the evidence of Hunter's indiscretion. "Is that dried cum?!"
"You got me, it is. I'm embarrassed to admit it but I got so horny thinking about you stuck here waiting to blow your load that I had a wank while I was driving back." Tank replied, thinking quickly as he tried to appease Hunter.
"Yeah, and Beyonce's my sister. Who's is it really? Tell me what you've been getting up to!"
Tank knew Hunter was going to be a dog with a bone about this; there was no point delaying the inevitable.
"Ok...you're going to be really pissed off but..."
"Just tell me!"
"Fine. I ran into VJ at the store. We fucked, for old time's sake. It doesn't change how I feel about you."
"You can't be serious!" Hunter fumed.
"Look at me, how could he resist!" Tank said, hoping humour would calm Hunter down.
"Who initiated it: you or him?"
"Does it matter?"
"It does to me. Now tell me!"
"He did."
"And you just couldn't resist. I get it. He has that effect on guys. But I'm still angry as hell with you. Now untie me so I can cum, then I'm going for a walk. I need time to think."
"You aren't going anywhere!" Tank yelled as he untied Hunter and yanked off the cock ring as cum went flying everywhere.
"Just you try and stop me. I'm not Evie!"
As Tank cracked open a beer, Hunter snuck his backpack and Tank's keys as he crept out the door.
As Hunter stated Tank's car, the man on a mission pulled out a photo of someone.
"He'll never see it coming." Hunter smirked to himself as he drove off...
NEXT CHAPTER: You'll never guess the new all-time low Hunter stoops to in pursuit of revenge on VJ! But will this twisted twist unexpectedly backfire?
COMING SOON AFTER THAT: what (or who) happened to Gunno? You'll finally find out...