Date: Sat, 18 Feb 2012 20:01:36 -0500
From: Adz Sampson <SwaggerJagger90@mail.com>
Subject: EastEnders Later

Tyler Moon was furious. No, he wasn't furious. He was raging. And he took
all his anger out on the unknowing punchbag, continously bashing it. How
dare she? How dare Whitney dump him. Him, Tyler Moon, Sex God of Walford,
for FAT BOY. Fucking Fat Boy.

 That hurt.

 So, whilst he was violently taking his temper out on the punchbag,
imagining said object was Fatboy's face, he couldn't help but ponder why
the fuck she would dump him. He was gorgeous. Anyone would be lucky to date
him. He was handsome, great in the sack and had a semi decent job. He just
couldn't understand what on earth possessed the obviously crazy teenager to
dump his fine ass for someone who couldn't actually speak the English
language properly. It was a mind boggling state of affairs.

 If Tyler was being honest with himself, it wasn't actually the fact he got
dumped that was the problem. Sure, he was a bit shocked at the whole
thing. But come on? Dumping him for Fatboy was just the ultimate sin. Tyler
was gorgeous and Fatboy.. just wasn't. Maybe it was his personality that
was appealing? But since was Chav attractive? No, it couldn't have been
that. Maybe Fatboy was hung? Tyler actually laughed out loud at
that. Because that was just ludicrous.

 Tyler was so into the beating of the punchbag that he failed to
acknowledge that he had company.

 "Whoa there" a voice said and it made Tyler jump slightly. He seazed the
punching for a moment to look up at the voice.

 "Hi Christian" Tyler said, nodding and acknowleding Christian Clarke's
presence. "Just working out a little".

 "Right" Christian smiled as he took in the sight before him. Tyler was
shirtless, he abs glistening with sweat following the frenzied attack on
the punchbag. Kid looked good, he couldn't deny that. "And who's face are
you imagining?"

 Tyler laughed. "That obvious?" he asked. He stepped forward a bit and
walked over to his bag, pulling out a bottle of water.

 "Indeed" Christian continued to smile. "We've all been there. Taking out
our anger on this rather amazing object".

 "It helps" Tyler smirked "Without this punchbag, I imagine Fatboy would be
a wreck on the floor right about now".

 "And wouldn't that just be a tragedy?" Christian commented to which Tyler
laughed. "This spells woman trouble".

 Tyler sighed. He rubbed his hand down his sweaty abs, not failing to
notice that Christian was quite obviously checking him out. Cool. "Whitney
Dean" he spoke "Dumped me". He paused for a moment and sighed. "For Fatboy"
he said dryly.

 "Ouch" Christian spoke "That must have dented the ego a little".

 "Yes, just a little" Tyler replied. Tyler hadn't really noticed before how
fit Christian actually was. Christian was just the token gay guy
beforehand, but actually looking at him in his tight fitted vests, man had
muscles. And it was actually quite attractive. For an older man, and Tyler
was assuming that Christian must have been in his mid 30's, he sure took
after his body.

 There was silence for a moment. Neither not what to say and the tension
was obvious. So Tyer decided to break the awkward silence. "How's Syed?" he
asked, bringing Christian's boyfriend in the conversation.

 "I wouldn't know" Christian sighed "He's back home visiting his
grandparents. They don't know his a gay". He speechmarked the word
gay. "I'll hear from him once he gets settled though. I hope".

 "How long has he gone for?" Tyler asked. It was only after he said it he
realised how incredibly nosey and rude that was off him to ask. Maybe
Christian might pummel him.

 "4 months" was the reply.

 "Shit, dude" Tyler commented "That's some harsh shit".

 "It's shit indeed" Christian replied "But hey, A man's got a right hand,
right? So not all is lost".

 Tyler laughed at that. But then had a thought. An erotic thought that
caused a slight movement in his shorts. He was looking at ways to get over
Whitney and what better then being fucked by the local gay hunk? Tyler
wasn't gay. He didn't like labels. At the end of the day, we're all just
humans who need organic sexual gratificatian. And be that from a cock or a
pussy, it still turned him on.

 "I'm going for a shower- Your more then welcome to join me. You know, wash
me back?" Tyler spoke. Turning on the charm.

 Christian had a pokerface on. Whatever emotion he had right now, he wasn't
showing nothing.

 Tyler began walking away. But then turned back around, gave Christian a
wink, and turned back around again.

 When he arrived in the locker room of the boxing gym, he didn't actually
expect Christian to follow him into the lockerroom. He knew that Christian
loved Syed and probably wasn't going to drop all that for a quick fuck with
the local prettyboy. But just as he was about to pull down his shorts, the
door opened behind him. Turning around, Christian stood there, arms folded,
with emotion on his face that Tyler couldn't read.

 "You came" Tyler smirked. He pulled out his Lynx showergel from his bag
and smirked.

 "What are you playing at?" Christian asked "Your not gay. And you fully
well know that I love Syed".

 Tyler shrugged. "Love is love. Sex is sex, init". He paused for a moment,
and licked his bottom lip seductively.

 Christian looked shocked at the thought. "What the fuck man?"

 "Let me spell it out for you, because you obviously haven't got a clue"
Tyler spoke. "I want sex with you, right here, right now, get it?" and
whilst he said it, he pulled down his gym shorts.

 Tyler, of course, was commando.

 Christian took in the sight before him. Here was a 22 year old fucking
gorgeous lad, offering him no strings sex, and he was considering turning
it down? This wasn't Christian.

 Tyler took his semi erect cock into his hand. "What do you think of my
member Chriatian, is this white chocolate bigger then Syed's?"

 Despite himself, Christian felt himself stirring in his own jogging
bottoms. His cock was such a fucking traitor. And this did not go
unacknowledged by Tyler.

 "Looks like Little Christian wants to meet Little Tyler" he grinned.

 "There's nothing little about me" Christian deadpanned.

 Tyler walked over to Christian, and pushed him against the lockers. "You
talk to much". He took in Christian's face and breathed into his ear. "And
your wearing far too many clothes".

 Tyler unzipped Christian's hoodie jacket and was pleased to see he was
shirtless underneath it. "Came prepared I see".

 Christian didn't react. He couldn't react. He didn't want this, he loved
Syed.

 Tyler upped the ante. He grabbed Christian's cock and grinned. "Your
right", he was still whispering into Christian's ear, his hot breath
trickling Christians neck. "There's nothing little about you".

 Fuck it. Christian was only human and there was no way he was getting out
of this lockerroom without tasting Tyler's cock. But he was going to be in
charge, no way was a fucking 22 year old chav going to control him. He
grabbed Tyler's bare shoulders and turned him around, slamming him into the
lockers.

 "You want sex?" Christian groaned, Tyler's hand still fondling his now
pretty much rock hard cock. "I'll show you sex".

 The hoodie jacket that Christian was wearing soon dropped to the floor,
making no noise as it did so, and Tyler had began stroking Christian's
tender nipple. He soon replaced his finger with his tounge, sensually
sucking on the sensitive bodypart, making Christian groan in ways he hadn't
groaned before.

 Christian grabbed Tyler's head and pushed it against the locker. This
turned Tyler on even more. "Like it rough, huh?" Tyler breathed "Perfect".

 Christian didn't reply. Instead, he shoved his mouth against Tyler's, who
willinging opened his own mouth up, allowing Christian's long tounge to
explore inside. Whilst they snogged hard, and fast, bouth tounges exploring
eachothers, Tylers hand had found its way back to Christians cock. His own
cock was now fully erect and pressed against Christian's perfectly toned
thigh. He slid his hand underneath the waistband of Christian's jogging
bottoms and palmed his cock through the material of his boxer
shorts. Christian certainly wasn't lying when he said he wasn't little, man
was packing some huge manmeat inside his shorts. Christian seized the
kissing, and roughly sucked on Tyler's neck. God it would mark, but right
now he couldn't care. This shit felt so fucking good.

 Tyler left Christians cock for a moment. And as the older stud continued
to treat his neck like it was an icecream, he run his cold, sweaty hand up
Christian's torso and appreciated every muscle. His chest was hairy, which
was just too hot to describe, and he had pecs that most athletes would kill
for. From the groaning that Christian was making, he obviously appreciated
Tyler's approval of his body.

 Christian continued to press against the Moon lad. Tyler was so hard right
now, he didn't think he'd ever been this hard before in his life. And he'd
been with many, many girls. He couldn't help but think that he should have
tried this whole gay thing earlier. Christian breathed against Tyler's ear
and spoke. "I'm going to fucking ruin your arse".

 And Tyler was pretty sure that if Christian continued to dirtytalk like
that, he'd fucking bust a load all over Chriatian's leg right now.

 "But first" Christian spoke. He pulled away from Tyler and looked down at
his erect member. "I'm going to take your pretty cock in my mouth and show
you what you've been missing".

 "Fuck yes" Tyler groaned and Christian pushed him against the locker
again. He sucked hard on Tyler's neck whilst slowly tossing his 7 inch
cock, making Tyler moan like a dog on heat. Dropping to his knees,
Christian looked up at Tyler and winked.

 "I'm about to show you how to really suck a cock. Get some tips Ty cos I
imagine that you will be doing this to someone pretty soon". Christian took
the cock into his hand, and slowly licked the tip of Tyler's average sized
cock, tasting the cock with his teasing tounge. Making Tyler make all sorts
of incoherent noises.

 Tyler backed up against the locker. So hard. Girls had never treated his
cock like it was actually something, they just took in thier mouths and
couldn't wait for the whole ordeal to be over. But Christian.. Christian
seemed to relish it. And it was such a fucking turn on.

 Christian took one of Tyler's balls into his mouth, sucking on the
teste. He eyed Tyler who had his eyes close, obviously appreciating the
goodness that was Christian's mouth. Abananding the testicles, Christian
went in for the kill and slowly placed Tyler's manmeat into his mouth,
taking his time to swallow the cock whole. Tyler actually groaned a
'fuckkk' at this which had Christian stirring in his own jogging
bottoms. He'd have to release his cock from it's cage soon, because damn,
it was hurting to be this hard. Tyler grabbed Christian's hair and pushed
his head further down the cock. Tyler let out a appreciative groan at how
good it felt and realised that Christian didn't even gag.

 Man, he sure knew what he was doing.

 Whilst sucking on Tyler, Christian run his hand up Tyler's leg and
thigh. He had good thighs, not perfect like his, but with a little more
work they'd be awesome. He continued to take the cock in his mouth, sucking
on his cock like he hadn't eaten for months.

 Tyler looked down at Christian, who even with a mouthful of cock, Tyler
could see was smiling. Tyler didn't even know what smiling was right
now. Infact, what was life? All he could think about was, damn, this was
some good blowjob.

 Christian decided to up the ante. After running his hand up Tyler's thigh,
he pushed a single finger into the tight arse of the Moon lad, which left
Tyler literally shaking with ectasty.

 "Oh my actual fuckkk" Tyler groaned as Christian pushed the finger into
Tylers arse again. It didn't take long. With Christian's expert, wet mouth
wrapped around his cock doing magic and the fingering, Tyler was soon
cumming hard down Christian's thought. Tyler was pretty sure he looked a
mess right now, incoherent noises and load groans, but he couldn't give a
shit. He'd never came this hard before in his life.

 Christian took all the cum with expertise. He didn't even flinch as the
hot, sticky goodness hit his throat and just swallowed like a pro. For a
few moments, neither said anything. Tyler was getting all his senses back
whilst Christian stood up. He pulled down his own jogging bottoms and Tyler
actually gasped when he saw the magnificent cock that Christian was
hiding. He wasn't small. He wasn't big. He was huge. Like. Wow. That is
going to cause some serious tears.

 And it made Tyler instantly hard again.

 "Ready to be fucked?" Christian asked. He was palming his own cock. Tyler
was pretty sure that Christian was some sort of monster because the size of
that cock and the size of them balls- he couldn't be real, could he?

 "Fuck yes" Tyler groaned. He'd been fucked a couple of times before. Not
by a cock, really, and certainly nothing that size. But his ex girlfriend
was into fucking dudes with her dildo, and it was actually a fucking
awesome experience. It felt fantastic.

 Christian sat on the bench in the middle of the lockerroom, his stiff cock
standing up like a flagpole. "Bend over" he demanded. Tyler obliged. As he
bent over, Tyler was unaware that the lockerroom door had been opened and
someone stepped in. Christian noticed, smiled, and raised his hand to his
finger to make a quiet 'ssh' noise.

 Focusing on Tyler's perfect arse, Christian slapped it which caused Tyler
to groan. Spitting on his hand, he rubbed some of it into Tyler's tight
arse whilst rubbing the rest on his stiff 11 inch cock. "You do realise
that once I'm finished with you, you won't be able to walk for like 3
days?"

 Tyler groaned. "Bring it the fuck on".

 -

 Anthony Moon had seen alot of things in his time. But nothing compared to
this. His brother, his little brother, bent over a bench with Christian
Clarke about to give his arse some serious fucking.

 It was seriously the most arousing and confusing moment of his life. He
was so in awe of watching the performance, he failed to realise that his
own hand was inside his shorts, wrapped arouns his quite stiff cock.

 -

 Tyler let out a groan of pain as Christian slammed his cock into Tyler's
arse. It hurt. Man, it hurt like nothing he'd ever felt before. But he was
hard, he was brave, he was fucking Tyler Moon, he could take this. Besides,
he knew the pain would subside and he'd eventually be overtaken by the most
sensational feeling.

 Christian slammed into Tyler's arse again, and wrapped his hand around
Tyler's cock. He was impressed that it was hard, boy obviously took to
fucking like a pro.

 After the fifth slam, Christian soon got into a pace as what Tyler
predicated came true. He was now so hard. And this.. felt amazing. He'd
never felt this great. Christian was fucking his arse like a pro. There was
no pain. just pure fucking pleasure. If fucking was an olympic medal, Tyler
was pretty sure that Christian would walk away with gold medal.

 Christian picked up the pace on his twink, fucking him hard. It'd been a
while since his last fuck, so Christian knew he wasn't going to last
long. Tyler was moaning load, enjoying this more then Christian
expected. His balls bashing against Tyler's arse turned him on even more,
and to know he was making Tyler scream like a chimp on fire, was just the
most overwhemling feeling ever.

 "Shit, fuck, bollocks" was all Tyler could manage. And as Christian's
fucking got even harder, Tyler knew instantly that he was going to
cum. "It's coming" he groaned. Christian continued to fuck his arse like it
was a sport, whilst simultaneously wanking his cock. Soon, Tyler was
cumming for the 2nd time that day, all over Christian's hand.

 It didn't take long for Christian to follow suit. He pulled out of Tyler's
unvirgin arse and sat him on the bench. It took only 5 strokes of his cock
for Christian to let out a 'fuck yes' and for a bucketload of hot, sticky
spunk to hit Tyler square in the face. It felt weird, he'd never tasted cum
before. But it tasted good, salty, but good. And somehow it felt
right. Christian fell next to Tyler on the bench. Christian noticed the
prying eyes, so pulled Tyler onto his lap, kissing him hard.

 -

 Anthony Moon let out a silenced groan as he came hard. He'd barely touched
his cock and it was leaking masses of cum into his jeans. Shit, this whole
voyager thing was totally pervy and totally hot at the same time. Watching
his litle brother getting devirganzied by Christian was the most amazing
thing he'd ever witnessed and he needed to be apart of it. Slipping out of
the lockerroom, Anthony knew that things would never be the same again.

 -

 Fully dressed, Christian leaned over to Tyler who was still naked.

 "I still need that shower" Tyler laughed "Jesus, I feel like I've had my
arse amputated".

 Christian just laughed and kissed Tyler on the cheek.

 "I gots to go. I'm meeting Jane". He began to walk away but smiled. "You
know this is going to happen again, right?"

 Tyler just grinned. "Is that right?"

 "Yes". Walking out of the door, Christian turned around and looked at
Tyler who had know stood up and was walking slowly over to the shower. "But
I think next time, you will be fucking me".

 "Oh, and bring your brother along. I've always wanted brothers".

 Tyler had no idea how to react to that.