Date: Sun, 7 Aug 2011 13:01:27 -0400 (EDT)
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Subject: EastEnders: After Hours Part 4

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Anthony Moon had several reasons to be smiling. He was with his whole
family again, he'd found some really great friends and he had been reuinted
with his brother Tyler in which he shared a special bond. A bond that he knew
would be  subject to taunts, anger and dismissal had people known the full
extent of thier  closeness, but that had never bothered Anthony. Ever since
they were close,  Tyler had always looked to Anthony. When Anthony had become a
football fan,  Tyler had become a football fan. When Anthony discovered
booze, Tyler soon  discovered booze. And when Anthony discovered sex, Tyler
soon discovered sex.  Anthony was 13 when he lost his virginity to a bloke, in
the back of a car  during a boozy night out with his mates. He was 15 when
he first had sex with  his brother Tyler. He was 17 when he indulged in his
first threesome with a male  and female, and he was 19 when he took part in
his first orgy. But nothing feels  better then when your having sex with
someone you really love and care deeply  about. And Anthony loved and cared
deeply for Tyler. And he'd do anything,  anything to protect the man he loved.
The man who shared the same blood as him.  The man who made him moan like no
other.

His brother.

So yes, he was happy. He had his brother and lover back in his life and
he'd been reunited with the family he'd left behind. He had no idea that
walking into the Queen Victoria toilets would make his night get even just
that little bit better.

*

"Beer?" Tyler smiled at his brother as walked into the pub where Tyler was
sitting with Micheal and his cousin Alfie at the pub in which Alfie owned
with  his wife Kat.

"Sure" Anthony nodded "Just need a whizz, back in a tick". He was hoping
that Tyler would take the hint, he just wanted to hold him for one minute.
Kiss  him for one second. But Alas, Tyler was too busy conversing with Michael
and  Alfie, and probably using his brain. It wouldn't be good for them to
be caught  in a moment of passion, not good at all.

"Fuckng bitch" a voice shouted as Anthony walked into the toilet. A man was
 standing in front of a shattered mirror, his fist bleeding obviously from
punching said mirror.

"Jesus" Anthony spoke as he rushed to the man's aid. "Why you punching
mirrors for?"

The man just smiled an icey cold smile at him. "My wife's a whore". he
simply said.

"Oh dear" Anthony replied. This wasn't good. "Greg, innit?" he  enquired.

The man studied him for a few seconds before replying. "It's Greg,  yes".

"Okay, Greg, well your obviously upset because your wife has been up to no
good I assume?" Anthony could tell from the anger in Gregs facial
expression  that this was indeed the case. "But shouldn't you be taking your anger
out on  the man who I guess has shagged your wife?"

Greg laughed. "Oh believe me, I plan on smacking seven shades of shit out
of that ginger fucking prick when I get my hand on him". Anthony pulled the
hand  closer to his eye and studied the hand. "And then she'll be sorry for
cheating  on me with a man ginger enough to be mistaken for a fucking
carrot".

Anthony couldn't help but laughed. He'd not really been in Albert Square
for long but he knew that Greg was married to Tanya who had kids with Max. So
he  was assuming that Tanya and Max had been doing a little more then just
meeting  to discuss childcare. "Well it doesn't look like you have any glass
in the cut,  but your need to keep it protected" he spoke. He pulled a
bundle of tissues from  the tissue dispenser and wrapped it around Greg's
bleeding hand. "And I'm not  usually one to condone violence, but you give him a
smack for me, yes?".

Greg looked at Anthony who was wearing a Ben Sherman shirt and smiled. "Oh
I will". He thought for a moment before speaking. "You know what the
pathetic  thing is? I caught them, at it, and they still tried to bluff thier way
out of  it.. Like I was a mug or something".

Anthony was standing at the urinal with his cock out about to piss. He
turned around to look at Greg who was now sitting on the sink. "Women think men
 are mugs mate, that's why I tend to steer clear of them". That and the
fact that  the only thing you really like near you is your brother's cock. He
decided to  leave that bit out.

"But what really pisses me off is that the amount of blokes in this shitty
place, and it's Max she fucks? We've had understandings.. But you don't
need to  hear about this".

Anthony laughed. He had no idea what Greg was about to tell him but he
wanted to find out. Why, he wasn't sure. He shook his cock and tucked it back
into his jeans. "Go on, you can tell me, I'm merely a stranger remember?
Your  never have to see me again".

Greg laughed this time. "Except for nearly every day in the village!" he
laughed "Okay, what I'm about to say stays between us, ok, I don't need this
information getting back to Tanya or god forgive Max".

Anthony was now washing his hands in the sink that Greg was sitting out.
Greg had his legs wide open allowing Anthony to wash his hands in said sink.
Which was awkward. "Scout's honor" Anthony replied "Except I was kicked out
of  scouts for setting fire to Guvinder's turban.. Good times".

Greg looked at him like he was mental, but continued anyway. "Well, we've
had agreements in the past. Kind of like an open relationship, she's had
other  men and I've had other women. We'd keep it secret and not discuss it,
but we  knew it was going on. The only thing we agreed on was not to do it
with people  the other person knew".

Anthony understood. He'd had plenty of friends who had done the open
relationship with thier birds. As expected, it hardly ever worked. "And did that
happen?"

"For her, yes, it did. But yeah, she kinda found me in bed with one of her
workmates which kinda was the beginning of the end of our relationship".

Anthony smiled. "You done it with her workmate, I bet she wasn't impressed
with that!"

"That's a total understatement man! I don't know whether it was because it
was a workmate, or a bloke I was with, but we both agreed to end the open
relationship thing and become comitted to each other" Greg continued "But
obviously, I kept the promise but she couldn't.As soon as we get back here,
she's back in bed with that Ginger fucktard".

"A dude? You done it with a dude?" Anthony had finished washing his hands
and was just shocked. Looking at Greg, he didn't look like a guy who took it
up  the back passage.

Greg laughed. "Of course, Like my dear old ma used to say 'Try everything
once love'".

"Well, why not?" Anthony laughed. "So, er, where does Tanya think you are
now?"

Greg shrugged. "I doubt she cares to be honest. I just stormed out and came
 to the Vic,I needed a beer badly but I forgot my money so I just came in
here  and lost my rag".

"Well if it makes you feel any better" Anthony spoke, a small smile formed
on his face and Greg looked intrigued. "Your wife is clearly insane for
cheating  on you".

"Of course she is, I love that woman with all my heart. But I'm never going
 to forgivce her.. Not after what I witnessed".

Anthony decided to take a plunge. Tyler was probably busy wth Michael and
Alfie and he found Greg really attractive. So why not just for it? "So
clearly  your angry, but being angry makes you horny, yes?"

Greg looked even more intrigued. "Of course, your point..?"

Anthony begun undoing his buttons on his shirt. "And you like trying
something new yes?"

Greg had cottoned to what was happening now and was smiling to himself.
Nonetheless, he decided to continue with the talking. "Always".

His shirt was now fully undone and he rubbed his torso. "You ever done in
the pub toilets?"

"Of course I have, Anthony" Greg laughed "Many a drunken nights out have
ended up in the toilets of a club or toilet".

"With a dude?"

Greg smiled. "Now you've got me, I've never done it in a public toilet with
 a dude".

Anthony went inside a cubicle and shut the door. "So come and get me, stud"
 he spoke and loGrcked the door.

*

Greg might have been alot of things, but stupid wasn't one them. And when
you have an attractive man propositioning you in a toilet, your not going to
say  no. So instead of running like his heart was telling him, he found
himself  climbing on the sink and looking over into the cubile to where a young
Anthony  Moon sat, in just his boxer shorts. His trousers were around his
ankles and he  was clearly hard, as the bulge in his boxer shorts was telling
Greg. Holding  onto the door of the cubicle, Greg grabbed it and pushed
himself up. He was soon  sitting on the door of the locked cubicle, his head
nearly touching the  ceiling.

"So you wanna whinge about your slaggy missus or do you want this?" Anthony
 teased as he grabbed his dick and licked his lips.

It didn't take Greg 5 seconds to decide as he jumped into the cubicle.

*

Greg's Black Calvin Klien shirt had been disposed off long ago as Anthony's
 tounge was exploring down the builders tight body. He clearly, like
Anthony,  worked hard on his body. And by the sounds that Greg was making, he was
clearly  enjoying having a male tounge on his clenched chest. Greg was hard,
painfully  hard, by now as Anthony continued to treat his body like a thing
of worship.  Nothing had ever felt so good, or right, as Anthonys tounge on
his body. It made  him want to cum on the spot, it was that hot. Soon,
Anthony had whipped hs  tounge all the way down to the belt of Gregs trousers,
and as he pondered what  to do next, Greg clearly had an idea. He opened the
trousers and let them drop-  He was commando.

"What can I say? Boxers irrate me" was all he did say. Greg's massive dick
was poking out, ready to be serviced. And Anthony's mouth was wet with
anticipation, knowing he was the one who was going to be servicing said dick.
Greg let out a huge, intense groan as Anthony's tounge touched the base of
his  cock, making it twitch in antipaction. It'd be so long since he'd had
someone  down there, he was used to just sex and no foreplay. Anthony was
clearly a  tormenting arsehole, because he seemed to loving teasing Greg's uncut
9 inch  dick. He slowly wrapped his mouth around the cock, and slowly began
sucking on  the beastly sized cock. "Shit, you love this doncha?" Greg
groaned as Anthony  took his cock more fast in his mouth, clearly enjoying
having his dick in  it.

Greg let out a load moan as Anthony took the full 9 inches in his mouth,
nearly gagging but not quite. That did shock Greg a little as usually women
always groaned when down there as not many had a dick his size. But Anthony
had  clearly been used to thBur striis, there had been no denying that.
Soon,  Anthonys own boxers were around his ankles and hs own cock was begging
for  action. Thrusting hard into the lad's mouth, Greg felt like he might cum
soon.  Anthony decided to up the pace and gently smacked Gregs bare arse,
causing him  to groan in pain.

"Shit, lad, thats hot" Greg groaned as he continued to facefuck the
handsome Moon brother. Greg pulled the lads head further onto his dick, making
him take it all in once again. Anthonys right hand was now wrapped around his
cock, jerking himself off furiously as his other hand continued to gently
tease  Greg's hairy arse with smacks which sent the builder wild.

Upping the ante once again, a finger now slid into Gregs untouched arse
which caused Greg to pulpatrate with frustration. That sent him over the edge,
 and he was screaming 'Oh my fucking Christ' as his cock spilled a decent
amount  of cum down the Moon brothers willing and waiting throat. But still,
Anthony  wasn't finished and he continued to fingerfuck Gregs insanely tight
arse.  Anthony removed his mouth from the still erect tool, and siezed the
wanking of  his cock. He wrapped the hand around Greg's cock and begin to
wank it fast and  furiously. Soon, a second finger entered Gregs arse from
Anthony's teasing hand  and Greg was full on moaning now. He'd never envisaged
that something inside  your arse could you make feel so fucking great. He
was clearly wrong.

It didn't take long for Greg to blow for the 2nd time in as many minutes.
The full on sensation from the wanking and fingering sent him over the edge,
and  he dumped a cupious amount of cum all over the horned up Moon brothers
chest.  Panting and breathing, Greg let out a final dump of cum which
Anthony grabbed in  his hand to use as lubricant for his own wanking.

Greg stood there, watching, as Anthony used the cum that he'd just blown to
 pleasure himself and nothing was quite as arousing as watching a fit,
horny guy  get himself off. With the aid of cum that he'd just helped him blow.
Greg felt  like that maybe he should be doing something to help the lad
seeing as he just  made him feel so awesome, but he was too entwined with the
performance as  Anthony's right hand continued to furiously masturbate at his
rock hard cock  whilst all the whille he looked into the eye of Greg.

Soon, Greg was rock hard again after watching the erotic moon brother
wanking himself. Soon, Anthony's legs were spread open on the toilet and he
began fingering himself. Greg grabbed hold of his dick as the handsome lad sat
on the toilet, wanking and fingering himself. Sweat was dripping down
Anthony's  head as he continued to give Greg the eye and soon he was breathing
more  rapidly. And as he continued to fastly finger himself and stroke
himself,  Anthony let out a load 'fuck' as he blew a sensational amount of cum all
over  the small cubicle. Cum hit the toilet door, the floor and even Greg's
face.

"You like the show then?" Anthony grinned as the builder dropped to his
knees. Fuck it, Greg thought. He'd never given a blowjob in his life, but he
was  so horny and in awe of the handsome lad, he had to do it. He grabbed the
semi  erect dick and shoved it into his mouth, whilst his own rock hard
dick was left  neglected. Greg upped the pace as he shoved a finger into the
Moon brother's  arse which caused Anthony to groan with intense pleasure. But
then, the door  opened.

"Anthony? Are you in here?" Tyler asked and Greg, should have been freaked
out but was quite aroused by the situation

"Oh Tyler, oh God, I have the shits" Anthony tried to bluff as Greg
continued to suck him like his life depended on it. His solo finger had know
become three fingers and Anthony was clearly on the brink of an orgasmic  climax.

"Very well" Tyler replied, and he walked out of the pub. As soon as the
door closed, Anthony let out a massive groan and came for the 2nd time that
night, right into Gregs mouth. Being a virgin cocksucker, Greg loathed the
taste  of the spunk in his mouth and spat it, neatly, onto the floor. He then
stood up  again, and it took him four strokes of his cock to spunk a 3rd
amount of  cum.

Anthony wiped the sweat from his face and grabbed a bundle of tissue. He
begun to wipe the spunk from his body. "Well, that was great" Anthony replied
 "But I better go and join the party out there".

Greg smiled at the lad. "Sure, you know Anthony, we should do this again..
But maybe in a bed next time" he laughed.

Anthony shrugged. "Possibly". He pulled up his boxers and trousers and
opened the cubicle door. Looking in the mirror, his hair was a mess but he
didn't care.

"And Anthony" Greg spoke, he leaned against the toilet door, still naked as
 the Moon brother pulled on his shirt "You know, thanks".

Anthony just grinned at him. "Don't sweat it Greg, the pleasure was mine".
He buttoned up his shirt.  He walked to the door, and opened it. Looking
back at the spent builder who stll hadn't gotten dressed, Anthony smiled. He
moved his finger up to his nose. "I can still smell you on me" he grinned,
before he seductvely licked the finger and walked out.

Greg nearly collapsed.

*