Date: Fri, 12 Jun 2015 00:25:58 +0100
From: Mears Efron <makemeoolala@gmail.com>
Subject: Cocksuckers of Emmerdale

At The Woolpack, Kirin Kotecha kicked the toilet door in frustration. He'd
just found out that his girlfriend, Vanessa, was pregnant and that there
was a possibility that Adam Barton was the father, following Vanessa's
one-night-stand with him a few weeks ago. It was a little before dinnertime
in Emmerdale and, although the pub was reasonably quiet, that didn't
relieve Kirin's frustration that Vanessa's confession of her betrayal had
been witnessed by a select few of the local residents.

Kirin had made his way into the toilets for some privacy, foolishly hoping
that somehow, isolating himself from Vanessa and his friends and family
would make all of his problems disappear.

"Fuck!" Kirin shouted as he kicked the cubicle door once more. "Fuck!"

At that moment, Ross Barton entered the toilets, whistling to himself. He'd
only just arrived at the pub and was yet to discover the betrayal of his
half-brother Adam and Vanessa, so was unaware that taunting Kirin would be
an unwise move.

"What's wrong?" Ross teased. "Vanessa told you that you're not allowed to
stay up late tonight?"

Ross' joke did little to thwart Kirin's anger, in fact, it only served to
enhance it. Kirin may have just turned eighteen, however, he liked to think
of himself as being more mature than his age: and he certainly didn't take
kindly to people who mocked the age difference between himself and Vanessa.

"Fuck off, Barton," Kirin snarled. "I've had just about enough of your
fucking shit-for-brains family today."

"Calm down, mate." Ross said, taken aback by Kirin's anger. "What's my
family done to offend you, anyway? Have Moira and my Dad raised the price
of the milk from the farm again? I've already told `em that it's a fucking
rip off."

"Is that a joke?" Kirin asked. "You seriously don't know?"

Ross was intrigued, he'd always thought that his family had been boring
until they moved to Emmerdale but ever since, he'd realised that he wasn't
the only Barton man who had a closet full of secrets.

"Nah, I've only come in here for a piss." Ross said, turning his back to
Kirin as he stood in front of the urinal, unzipping his trousers before
beginning to relieve himself.

Ross' trousers had slipped a little when he'd unzipped them and, from where
Kirin was stood, he could see that Ross' arse crack was now peering out
from the top of his jeans. Kirin's anger was quickly replaced by a sudden
desire for revenge – not just on Adam, but the Barton family as a
whole. Kirin moved himself to the other side of the urinal, taking a good
look at Ross' cock as he pissed.

Kirin smirked. Ross' cut cock was an impressive size, even when it was
soft, and his pubes had been trimmed. Kirin wondered whether it was wise
decision to target the most dangerous Barton brother first, however, the
sight of Ross' cock had given him the encouragement that he needed.

Kirin made his way around the back of Ross and placed his hands on Ross'
arse, lowering his trousers as he did so. Ross didn't immediately flinch as
Kirin's hands connected with his skin, however, his surprise – not
objection - at Kirin's actions didn't go unheard.

"Mate, what the fuck are you doing?" Ross questioned, his obvious confusion
doing little to discourage Kirin – who reached around and took Ross'
semi-hard cock in his hand.

"Adam fucked Vanessa and now she's pregnant, so, I thought I'd have some
fun of my own. And it looks like your cock agrees with me." Kirin said, his
hand continuing to stroke Ross' cock as he spoke.

  "I'm not gay, Kirin. This can't happen." Ross said firmly, although he
was well-aware that his cock was telling a different story.

"That makes two of us then. But you know what Ross, I am a good fuck. So
you've got a choice. You can either walk out of the toilet now and we'll
say no more about it, or you can turn around and let me take that cock in
my mouth." Kirin smiled, kissing Ross' neck as he said so.

Ross wasted no time in giving Kirin his answer. The truth was, he was horny
right now and he didn't really care how he blew his load, just as long as
it involved a good blowjob and a good, strong fuck. Ross turned and was
surprised to see that Kirin had already dropped to his knees in
anticipation for his cock. Ross' cock leaked precum and Kirin made every
effort not to waste a drop of it as he caught it in his mouth.

Ross' hard cock was eight inches and, although it'd be the first that Kirin
took in his mouth, he was determined to take every inch of it. Kirin opened
his mouth and edged towards Ross' cock, taking Ross' cut mushroom head in
his mouth as he began to suck, drawing on his own experiences of receiving
blowjobs as he tried to establish a solid rhythm and technique. Kirin,
however, quickly realised that although he had an ulterior motive, Ross was
simply interested in getting a quick fuck. Ross pushed Kirin's head further
down on his dick, stopping only when Kirin gagged – covering Ross' cock
and his own face in saliva.

"Looks like you've taken on too much of a challenge with this cock, Kirin."
Ross grinned, his taunts only spurring Kirin on further.

Kirin pushed himself further and further on Ross' cock, making use of his
tongue as he took Ross' moans as confirmation that he was doing something
right. Kirin made his way up and down Ross' shaft, removing the Barton
lad's cock from his mouth every so often to slap it against his tongue.

Kirin held Ross' cock in one hand as he traced the length of it with his
tongue, worshipping every inch of the lad's monster whilst paying special
attention to his bellend, flicking his tongue against it in a desperate bid
to make Ross moan once more.

With his moans growing louder and louder, Ross was sure that he and Kirin
would soon be interrupted. He wasn't sure he cared though and the thrill of
being caught only made him hornier. Ross had been so preoccupied with his
concerns that he'd failed to realise that the younger lad had taken his
cock in his mouth once more and was working his way down it – with seven
of the eight inches now firmly in Kirin's mouth.

Kirin pushed himself further and, with encouragement from Ross' hand, he
found his face pressed into Ross' trimmed pubes. Ross held him there for a
few moments, groaning as he got used to the sensation of Kirin's stubble
pressed into his groin. Ross released Kirin from his pubes and Kirin made
his way back up Ross' shaft, his saliva dripping off of Ross' cock as he
continued to suck. Ross had experienced many blowjobs in his time, yet
there was something strangely arousing about having his cock sucked by
another man.

Kirin removed Ross' cock from his mouth once more, wanking it with his
hand. Kirin looked up at Ross and, with Ross' head titled back slightly, it
was clear that he'd been a better cocksucker than he could have ever
imagined.

"Ready to shove this cock inside me?" Kirin flirted, his eyes lighting up
at the prospect of taking Ross' seed inside his virgin hole.

"You bet." Ross grinned as he helped Kirin to his feet, pulling him in for
a kiss. Ross struggled to get accustomed to the taste of his own cock on
Kirin's tongue but, like the blowjob, he found himself strangely enjoying
the whole man-on-man experience.

Ross peeled off his own t-shirt, throwing it to the floor before resuming
his kiss with Kirin. As Ross and Kirin's tongues explored each other's
mouths, Kirin explored Ross' chiselled and muscular body with his
hands. Kirin broke off the kiss as he removed his own t-shirt and, although
less defined than Ross, his body was still the work of a God.

Kirin removed his tracksuit bottoms and underwear, revealing his fully-hard
nine inch cock. Kirin's pubes were shaved and, like Ross, is cock was
cut. Ross allowed his jeans to drop to his knees as he and Kirin faced each
other once more, each wanking the other's cock as they kissed passionately.

"Ready to get pounded?" Ross asked – although Kirin needed little
persuasion as he led Ross by the hand into a toilet cubicle, acknowledging
for Ross to sit on the toilet seat.

Ross did as he was told, sitting down and positioning his cock upwards as
Kirin climbed onto him, using the sides of the cubicle wall to balance
himself as he moved his tight cunt closer to the head of Ross' cock.

Kirin pushed down on Ross' chest as the Barton lad aligned his eight-inched
cock with Kirin's virgin hole. Kirin leaned down for a kiss and, with their
tongues colliding, Ross pushed his cock head inside Kirin's arse.

"Fuck, that's tight." Ross moaned as he slid a further three inches inside
Kirin's arse. The younger lad was fighting against it as he struggled to
get used to the feeling of a hard cock inside his hole, however, Ross
ensured Kirin was comfortable before slamming the remainder of his cock
deep inside Kirin's cunt.

"You fucking like that?" Ross moaned as he drilled into Kirin's arse with
all of the power of a jackhammer, his thighs slapping against Kirin with
every thrust.

"Ahh, yeah. Fucking pound me!" Kirin moaned, his cock squirting precum onto
Ross' chest. Kirin had never had so much as a finger inside his hole, yet
here he was with Ross Barton's eight-inch monster deep inside his gut. He'd
heard all sorts of rumours about the pleasures of anal stimulation but he'd
dismissed them as being just that, rumours. Kirin had never imagined that
he'd be experiencing the best sex of his life whilst riding on the cock of
another man.

Kirin started to ride Ross' cock on his own, using Ross' chest to assist
him as he propelled himself on the Barton lad's raging boner.

"Ah, fuck. Just like that Kirin." Ross moaned.

"You gonna blow your load inside me, yeah mate?" Kirin said, leaning in for
another kiss as he continued to ride Ross' cock.

"If that's what you want." Ross smirked, continuing to kiss Kirin as he
took control over fucking the Barton lad once more.

As Kirin and Ross' tongues collided, Ross kept his hand firmly on Kirin's
arse as he pounded him – his balls slapping against Kirin as the orgasms
of both men drew nearer.

"Fuck me, I'm gonna cum." Ross moaned as he continued to drill into
Kirin. "Ah, yeah, ah fuck."

"Me too mate! Come on, Barton! Fuck the cum out of me!"

Ross slammed into Kirin harder and harder and, with four more thrusts,
Kirin's cock shot load after load of warm cum onto Ross' chest. Kirin used
his own hands to collect his cum from the Barton lad's chest as Ross
continued to pound into him, taking the opportunity to get one over on Ross
as he ran his cum coated fingers through Ross' hair.

"Ah fuck, I'm gonna cum. Oh, fuck." Ross moaned, slamming himself into
Kirin's tight cunt.

"Come on then! Fill me up, Ross." Kirin shouted, his softened cock turning
rock hard once more.

"Here, ah, fuck, it comes!" Ross promised as his cock erupted inside of
Kirin, seven loads of cum shooting straight inside Kirin's gut.

Ross and Kirin shared another long, passionate kiss before Kirin pulled
himself from Ross' cock – some come dribbling out of his cunt as he did
so.

"Feeling better now?" Ross asked as he watched Kirin dress, his cock hard
once more as he saw more of his cum dripping from Kirin's arsehole.

"Much better." Kirin smiled as he threw Ross' clothes towards him, knowing
that he was one step closer to getting revenge on the Barton's for Adam's
betrayal.

Now fully clothed, Ross and Kirin left the toilet at the same time. Kirin
was surprised to see that the bar of The Woolpack had filled significantly
since he first entered the toilet, although he didn't mind as it meant he
could talk greater pleasure in his revenge. Kirin walked past Adam, who
made an attempt to speak to him. Kirin, however, just shrugged him off –
the feeling of Adam's half-brother Ross` cum inside of his tight cunt
giving him a sense of satisfaction.

It was Kirin's plan to pick off the Barton men one by one: offering his
`services' to each and every single one of them before taking his ultimate
revenge on Adam – by telling him that Ross, Pete, Cain and James had all
shot their loads in the very place that Kirin intended Adam would shoot
his. Kirin would also use Adam's youngest half-brother Finn to his
advantage – and with the youngster well-known for being naοve in the
dating department, he knew that poor Finn would be quick to accept a night
of passion with Kirin – one of Emmerdale's hottest studs!

However, unbenknowst to Kirin there was already one resident who had
cottoned on to his sudden love for cock and, as Kirin walked past him,
Robert Sugden played with his cock under the table as he focused on Kirin's
arse: having watched Ross Barton shoot his load into it just moments
earlier from the neighbouring cubicle! With a smug smile on his face,
Robert knew that from today, his wicked sex games were about to find
themselves a new participant.