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Exterior: Sami's apartment building. The sun rises over Salem.
Interior: Sami's bathroom.
BRANDON WALKER is in the shower. The naked stud is singing softly to himself as soap suds cascade down his gorgeous, muscled chest, his rock hard abs, over his flaccid, heavy looking thick dick and large, hair balls, which hang low and proud, down his beautiful, hairy legs, before vanishing down the drain.
Brandon (singing softly to himself): "-It's perfect, it's passion, it's setting me free. From all of my sadness, the tears that I've cried, I have spent all of my life, waiting for tonight, ooo-oh..."
As Brandon dips his head under the water, the door slowly opens, unseen by our stud in the shower.
Still unseen by Brandon, SHAWN BRADY enters the bathroom. He stares intently at the clear glass shower door, through which Brandon's body is visible in all it's glory.
Gazing at the sight before him Shawn begins to rub his dick thru his shorts, which are already beginning to tent out.
His eyes getting a faraway look, Shawn goes into a
FLASHBACK:
Exterior: Salem Park.
SHAWN BRADY and LUCAS ROBERTS are in a heated discussion.
Lucas: Shawn, you don't really have a choice. I know everything. I found Phillip's journal! I know all about the two of you being fuck and suck buddies ever since you were in Jr. High.
Shawn: Damn you, Lucas! That's not how it was. We were in love!
Lucas: Whatever. The point is, if you don't do as I say, I'm going to ruin your relationship with Belle. Not to mention your position in your family!
Shawn: What do you want from me?
Lucas: I want you to seduce someone for me. Trust me, you'll have fun.
Shawn: Who?
Lucas: Brandon Walker.
Shawn: What?? But he's dating my cousin Sami! Why... oh. I see. You just want revenge on Sami.
Lucas: You catch on quick.
Shawn: But I can't have Sami find out I'm bi! She'll tell Uncle Roman, or my Dad! Or..
Lucas: She won't know. Brandon will be too noble to tell her who he's slept with, trust me. But she'll receive some carefully shot photos that show her man with another man. But she won't see your face. I promise.
Shawn: How do you even know Brandon will go for it? He seems pretty straight to me.
Lucas: Don't worry about that. I'm going to make sure that he gets a little something special in his morning coffee. Let's just say it'll leave him UP for all sorts of possibilities.
Shawn: You're sick Lucas.
Lucas: Don't worry, Shawn. You'll get a hot fuck out of the deal. And my silence about your affair with Philip.
Shawn: I can't cheat on Belle! I love her.
Lucas: Can you face your whole family, not to mention Belle, seeing these?
Lucas removes a few photographs from his pocket and holds them up. Shawn gasps as he looks down at his own face, with Phillip's cock between his lips. In the photos, Shawn is looking right into the camera, lust in his eyes.
Shawn: Oh, my God. I thought Philip burned those! He told me...
Lucas: I managed to salvage a few of the hotter shots. Like this one.
Lucas holds up another photo, that shows Shawn laying back on a bed, his legs in the air as he uses a bright blue dildo on his hole.
Shawn (sounding defeated): I'll do whatever you want Lucas.
Lucas: I thought you'd say that.
FLASHBACK ends as Brandon turns around in the shower and jumps when he notices Shawn standing in the bathroom, staring at him and stroking his tented crotch.
Brandon: What the fuck?!?
Shawn (sounding very nervous): Hi Brandon.
Brandon (turning off water and reaching for a towel): What the hell are you doing? How the hell did you get in here, Shawn?
Shawn: I, um.. know where Sami keeps the spare key.
Brandon (opening shower door and wrapping towel around his waist as he steps out): What the hell are you doing here?
Shawn: Sami is out of town this weekend, right?
Brandon: You'd better give me some answers, not questions!
Shawn: I... um.. she's out of town. I thought.. um.. that with her gone, you might be feeling a little... um.. horny.
Brandon: WHAT? (looking down at Shawn's obvious hard-on) Holy shit. I'm not gay!
Shawn: Me either. I'm bi.
Brandon: Well, I'm not even bi, kid. So whatever idea you had, forget it.
Shawn: Are you sure? I give really great head. (blushing)
Brandon: Get out of my bathroom! And my apartment! Feel very lucky that I'm not going to pound you for breaking in here and peeping at me in the shower! If you weren't Sami's cousin, I'd....
Brandon stops, a funny look crossing his face. Whatever Lucas has slipped into his coffee that morning is kicking in.
Shawn: I bet I give better head than Sami, Brandon. And my ass, it's so hot and tight, you'd probably shoot your load in seconds.
Brandon (sounding less forceful, more confused by his own sudden feelings of lust): You're messed up, dude.
Shawn (stepping closer to Brandon): Am I? Maybe you should spank me. Maybe that would help.
Brandon (now with lust clearly present in his voice and on his face, not to mention the tent in the towel): Spank you?
Shawn: Yeah. I'm being a bad, bad boy. Sneaking in here and looking at you in the shower. Thinking naughty thoughts about you. Wanting your dick down my throat. Wanting to bury my face in your ass...
Brandon moans.
Shawn reaches out and pulls away Brandon's towel in one movement, then falls to his knees in front of him.
Brandon (weakly): No!
Shawn (looking up at him): Shhh.
Shawn takes Brandon's hard cock, now at it's full eight inches, between his lips.
Brandon: Oh, God.
Shawn begins sucking dick in earnest, falling naturally back into his old roll of cock-sucker.
As he sucks, he remembers Lucas' words:
LUCAS in a VOICE-OVER: Make sure that you get him into the bedroom. I'll have the cameras set up just right. I need him to fuck you on the bed. Position doesn't matter, but it's got to be on the bed.
Shawn suddenly pulls back and stands up, causing Brandon to groan in frustration.
Shawn: Come on.
Brandon: Where?
Shawn: The bedroom.
Brandon: I can't. Sami.. I love Sami. I can't fuck someone else in her bed. I... I'm not even gay! I don't know what's happening to me.
Shawn (reaching down and stroking Brandon's dick): Come on.
Brandon follows Shawn from the room and the head to Sami's bedroom.
Shawn pushes Brandon down on the bed and then quickly strips out of his own clothes.
Brandon (obviously struggling with himself): We can't do this! You have to leave!
Shawn: You're right. We shouldn't do this. It's naughty. But I'm a naughty, naughty boy, Brandon. I need you to help me.
Brandon: Help you...
Shawn: Help me. I'm so naughty, I just want to do things like this.
Shawn grabs Brandon's ankles and raises his legs in the air, diving down before Brandon can even protest, burying his sexy face in Brandon's ass.
Brandon gasps and moans as Shawn begins to lick and suck his asshole, sticking his tongue up into the virgin territory.
Brandon: Holy fuck!
Shawn continues to rim Brandon's hole for several minutes, causing Brandon to squirm and moan on the bed, his dick achingly hard the entire time and leaking pre cum all over the place.
Shawn (pulling his face out from between Brandon's cheeks): See. I'm so naughty, Brandon.
Brandon (now totally given in to his drug induced lust): You are so fuckin' naughty, you little slut.
Shawn: What are we going to do about it? If I don't get help, I might do stuff like this.
Shawn leans forward again, this time burying his nose in Brandon's armpit and inhaling deeply before beginning to lick and suck it.
Brandon: Oh, you little perv! Eating my ass and pits! You're so fuckin' naughty.
Shawn (face still buried in Brandon's pit): Mmm hmmm.
Brandon pulls Shawn away from his pit, causing Shawn to whimper in protest.
Brandon (pulling Shawn over his knee): Naughty boys get spanked.
Shawn: Please don't spank me, Brandon!
Brandon begins smacking Shawn's bare ass.
Shawn: Ow!
Brandon: Spanking your college boy ass.
Shawn: Don't!
Brandon: Naughty boys get spanked.
Shawn begins to squirm and moan as Brandon spanks his ass again and again. Shawn starts thrusting against Brandon.
Shawn: Oh! I'm... going... to...
Shawn's dick explodes all over Brandon's lap.
Brandon: You just shot your jizz all over me!
Shawn (panting): I couldn't help it.
Brandon: You're so naughty, even spanking gets you turned on! I guess I'll have to punish you in another way.
Shawn: H-how?
Brandon: Stand up!
Shawn gets off Brandon's lap.
Brandon: First off, clean up the mess you made!
Shawn drops to his knees and begins to lick his own cum up from Brandon's bare lap, making sure to get in plenty of licks on his balls and throbbing dick in the process.
Brandon: You're a cum hungry little bitch, aren't you?
Shawn: Mmm hmm.
Brandon: You want to eat my load?
Shawn (pleading and looking eager) Yes!
Brandon: I thought so. You still haven't learned your lesson. You don't come into a straight guy's apartment, watch him in the shower, eat his ass and pits, suck on his dick, and then shoot all over his lap. And you certainly don't tell him you want to eat his load!
Shawn: I'm so bad...
Brandon: Time to be punished.
Brandon stands up and grabs Shawn by the arm. He bends the younger man over on the bed and moves in behind him.
Shawn: What... what are you going to do?
Brandon: I'm going to show you not to mess with a straight guy, queer boy.
Brandon brings the head of his dick, slick with pre cum and Shawn's saliva, up against Shawn's asshole.
Shawn: Oh, fuck.
Brandon's pushes his dick into Shawn's ass.
Brandon: That's right. This is what you get when you mess with me.
Brandon thrust his big dick in and out of Shawn's ass as Shawn groans and whimpers with delight.
Brandon: This ass has been fucked before, hasn't it?
Shawn: Yes, but not in awhile..
Brandon: I bet you like to finger yourself, though, don't you, you queer fuck?
Shawn: Yes... oh, fuck... don't stop fucking me, you stud!
Brandon: That's right, I'm a stud. I'm the studliest fucking straight guy you'll ever have fucking this fag ass of yours.... Bet you use dildos, too, don't you? You've had toys up this ass, haven't you?
Shawn: Fuck yeah.
Brando: Uh!
Brandon suddenly pulled his dick out of Shawn's ass.
Brandon: Turn over!
Shawn turned over quickly, looking up at the built stud standing above him.
Brandon: Time to eat my load.
Shawn open his mouth eagerly as Brandon begins stroking his cock furiously above Shawn's face.
Shawn: Feed it to me, stud.
Brandon: Oh, fuck. Here it comes... Uh! Uh! Uh!
Brandon shoots load after load onto Shawn's face, into his hair, and into his mouth, which Shawn gulps down like it's his favorite candy. Which it is.
Brandon collapses down onto the bed, breathing heavily, and watches as Shawn begins to scoop up the cum from his face and suck it off his fingers.
Brandon: You're sick.
Shawn: You should try it sometime. It's so fucking good. I forgot how much I loved cum. It's been awhile since I had any.
Brandon: What the hell just happened here? I don't understand.
Shawn: You're a great fuck, Brandon. I'm really sorry.
Brandon: Sorry?
Shawn (looking guilty): I have to tell you something.
Brandon: What?
Shawn: It was Lucas. He blackmailed me into doing this. He's... he's recording it all to use against you.
Brandon (sitting up and looking wildly around the room): Holy shit! I'll kill that little bastard!
Brandon grabs a pair of shorts and pulls them on, running from the room.
Shawn left behind, sinks back onto the bed, traces of cum still all over his face and in his hair.
Shawn (whispering): I'm sorry, Brandon. But that was still the hottest fuck I've ever had.
FADE TO BLACK.