Date: Mon, 12 Dec 2016 15:39:45 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Erinsborough Encounter - Part 36

Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing
about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Neighbours actors featured
in it. Their respective characters are property of the Channel 11 Australia
and Freemantle Media.

Sorry it’s been so long between chapters - again. Time flies! I hope you
enjoy this one as it combines some of the ideas I’ve been receiving. I
can’t always reply to every email but I do read them and use your
suggestions where I can :)

***

Ben was helping Tyler at the garage yet again. As they worked on cars
together, he couldn’t help but think about their past. Although they
remained great friends, things hadn’t been the same since Tyler moved out
of the Kennedy house. Two doors down was so close, yet so far away. They’d
hardly hooked up since; each doing their own thing as life led them apart.

A frustrated Ben couldn’t handle it any longer.

“Look, I’m just going to say this…I miss you.” Ben blurted. Despite the
guys being comfortable with each other, Ben had butterflies in his stomach
as if he were asking a boy out for the first time. But Tyler just reached
into his pocket and pulled out his phone, his poker face revealing
nothing. “Say something…” Ben pleaded.

Tyler then held up the phone, putting his arm around Ben as he showed him
one of his nude pics.

“See this? I’ve kept it all this time. I’ve never stopped thinking about
you either.”

But before Ben could breathe a sigh of relief, Tyler’s lips were pressed
against his as their entwined tongues fell back into old habits. Mouth
occupied, Tyler’s hand fell naturally to Ben’s crotch as he pawed his
jewels. Releasing them as they expanded, Tyler held Ben’s beating boner in
one hand as the other unhinged the hood of the car and slammed it shut.

Ben was so excited for what was coming that he couldn’t remember his
overalls dropping; only knowing he was now naked as Tyler spread him over
the smooth, polished red metallic hood. The second Tyler joined the nude
ranks, Ben ran his feet over Tyler’s backside buns…his hardening tool…and
his bulging balls as his toes gently massaged them. But as great as that
felt, Tyler grabbed Ben’s ankles, yanked his legs apart and lifted his ass
as he prepared to drill his o-ring.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…it’s been too long…” Ben moaned at the
familiar feeling of Tyler’s fucker forcing itself up his tight tube.

*You bet you’re sweet fucking ass it’s been too long!* Tyler thought to
himself; too immersed in getting his guilty pleasure to actually speak the
words. But the wailing moans of relief emanating through his mouth
confirmed he shared Ben’s sentiments.

Tyler moaned so loudly Ben could literally feel the sexy sounds
reverberating through his own throat as Tyler was barely silenced by his
lips once again engulfing Ben’s in a seductive, suctioning kiss. As if his
rod buried deep inside Ben’s burrow…his tongue tying up Ben’s…wasn’t
enough, he then grabbed Ben’s pole and simultaneously jerked/ploughed him;
pleasuring him from all angles like a sizzling one-man show.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…ommmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…” Ben’s muddled moans were trapped
inside his occupied mouth. He wanted to fling Tyler’s hand away from his
cock; his manly grip so amazing as it sent shivers of excitement up his
shaft that he was likely to cream himself in mere seconds. Ben didn’t want
to waste his first, most powerful load coating himself in cum; he wanted to
watch Tyler savour it as he shot it down his throat. Or drown his
ass. Whichever spontaneously occurred first. But this was Tyler; the man
who slammed his g-spot like no other - he was sure he could make him
produce equally legendary successive loads. With that, he continued to let
Tyler shimmy his stick.

“MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM” Ben’s moans were
heightened, but no less muffled; Tyler’s tongue unrelenting as Ben
ferociously fired his fuck fluids. Like Ben, Tyler felt the passion in
Ben’s erotic expressions boom through his neck.

Feeling the tension in Ben’s horny body subside, Tyler’s lips released
Ben’s from their hostage. Truth be told, now was as good a time as any for
a breather. He then rested his head between Ben’s neck and shoulder as he
laid flat on top of his young chest; pressing his strong exterior into
Ben’s as their torso’s sandwiched the thick and sticky layer of man mayo
now connecting them. At the same time Tyler pushed Ben’s legs back even
further, ensuring his hole remained at the perfect angle for his cock. He
wanted Ben so badly he didn’t want to waste even a nano second having his
cock slide out as he shuffled and need to re-insert it.

As Tyler continued to thrust, his study slate started sliding up and down
Ben’s front muscles; his abs and pecs almost swimming in the sea of sex
sauce. By this stage Ben had moaned so much he was on the brink of being
hoarse; hot, short, airy breaths taking over as his approval reactions. He
felt his eyes roll back in ecstasy; one hand rested on Tyler’s shoulder as
he alternated between gripping and rubbing the broad muscles - the other
pushing back the hair that had fallen in his face.  He was so sweaty and
dishevelled that his hair looked like a discarded mop as it wildly
surrounded his head. Like his body…his ass…Tyler’s man bun was so tight it
had barely moved despite the rigorous ramming he was giving the teen. Ben
had tried tying up his luscious brown locks, but they weren’t long
enough. By today’s style standards, his hair wasn’t all that long. Oh well,
nothing a bit of wax couldn’t fix when they were done.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK…I’M CLOSE…COME ON….”
Tyler moaned, preparing to erupt.

Almost in sync with Tyler, Ben’s heart began to beat faster and harder at
the prospect of filling up on hot man milk.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…” The closer Tyler got,
the louder Ben’s moans got, his voice suddenly returning…

“BAM! FUCK YEAH…OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…Tyler grinned excitedly as he
aggressively unleashed his lava inside Ben. The pelts of protein were so
forceful Ben was certain they were just as strong as the plunge of Tyler’s
penis.

“I hope cum isn’t as hard to wash off as bird shit!” Tyler laughed as he
observed his dick’s deluge surging out of Ben’s overflowing ass and all
over the hood of the car. The client would be none too pleased by this
messy mistreatment of their pride and joy…

Ben sat up and leaned over to see the torrential trail of jizz, but Tyler
pushed him back down; his tongue scooping up Ben’s batter that hadn’t
soaked into either of their sexy skin’s. After licking his way down Ben’s
lean body, his tongue reached Ben’s dick head where it swished over and
around its bulbousness; tasting the conclusion before he’d even began
sucking him. But it was so good he didn’t mind a second serve, especially
along with the salami this time.

Ben was just as fired up, feeling renewed as Tyler swallowed the full
length of his log in a single oral manoeuvre.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ben moaned;
one hand rested on Tyler’s head, not particularly guiding him as the expert
knew how to please him - the other subconsciously rubbing his chest as he
fondled his hard nipples…

***

Despite the intense pleasure, Ben’s cock was still a little raw as it
pumped out an impressive load into Tyler’s throat; savagely stabbing the
back of his neck with each slaying spurt. He lasted a little longer this
time but Tyler still knew how to make him erupt quickly.

“Sooooooooo…Grease Monkey’s for lunch?” a famished Tyler said, looking at
his watch.

“Fuck you first?” Ben asked, giving Tyler his signature sweet, pleading,
puppy dog look that melted a million hearts. When it came to Tyler, Ben was
happy to push his penis through the pain of a third load in a short
time. No pain, no gain.

“How can I say no?” Tyler beamed, dropping his overalls again as he bent
over for Ben…

***

“That was quick.” Ben said, hearing footsteps enter the garage as he was
bent down picking up a sponge to clean the car. The burger joint across the
street was so busy it was notoriously slow. Tyler was usually about a
half-hour getting their order. However, he was surprised to find Angus
standing there instead.

“Thought you might be hungry.” Angus said, trying to sound casual as he
held out a Harold's bag for Ben’s taking.

“Thanks.” Ben replied, gratefully accepting the bag. He and Tyler had
worked hard and fucked harder, what harm would an extra treat in addition
to the Grease Monkey’s lunch special do?

As the bag passed, their hands brushed; each suddenly staring into each
other’s sexy young eyes. Unknown to either boy, each had been thinking
about the other: shirtless and sprawled sexily as they sat in Lauren’s hot
tub during some Ramsay St get-together recently. Neither had looked so
mouthwatering to the other; not even the time they hate-fucked each other
over the stolen money. They’d since become friends but hadn’t taken
advantage of the benefits. Not that they’d planned it, but the longer the
wait, the better the payoff.

The bag dropped; it unclear who let go. But neither was concerned as Angus
leaned in and kissed Ben. Wow. Actually liking the guy this time around
made such a difference. Ben couldn’t pull himself away despite the alarm
bells ringing in his head: what if Tyler caught them? Would it ruin things
between them after they’d finally found each other again?

Ben was powerless as Angus stripped him bare; his own hands reactively
pulling Angus’ polo shirt up and his chino pants down. Angus grinned as he
eyed Ben’s red, raw, throbbing cock; half out of lust, half out of extreme
use. As a horny teenage boy himself, Angus recognised the shade; realising
Ben had just practically milked himself dry. But he didn’t care what he and
Tyler had clearly been up to. He fell to his knees, gently and soothingly
sucking Ben’s cock just to get a taste of it.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ben moaned, secrecy hoping Angus wouldn’t make him
shoot again. Now that their feelings were known, they could try again any
other day of the week. But Angus wasn’t giving up completely. Almost as if
he read Ben’s mind, he stopped and got up.

“I’m so fucking you instead.” Angus smiled. The feeling of Tyler’s fuck was
still fresh in Ben’s mind, but he was willing to open his backdoor for
Angus too. This had to be his most sex-full day ever.

Ben reached for the lube.

“Nah-uh. With your mouth.” Angus instructed.

Ben didn’t hesitate to get on his knees and lick-lube Angus’ rock hard rod;
slicking his stick with saliva as he sucked him.

“Perfect.” Angus said after a few minutes. Ben got up, waiting for Angus to
use him however he pleased.

Noticing the cum-covered hood, Angus bent Ben over it. As Ben steadied
himself with his sweaty, anticipatory hands, Angus lifted one of Ben’s
legs; finding his entry as he drilled his dick into him.

“OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK YEAH BENNY BOY…” Angus moaned…

***

The boys had settled into a steamy groove; Angus’ arm that wasn’t holding
Ben’s leg up wrapped around his body; holding him close and tight as he
smashed him. Their increased heartbeats echoed through their connected
bodies; Angus feeling Ben’s blood pumping through his back against his
chest. Just as Ben could feel Angus. Their insides had to look like a hot,
red water rapid.

“What the?!” Tyler laughed as he returned. He and Ben, despite an electric
connection, weren’t boyfriends - why shouldn’t he smile like he’d lucked
out in a 2-for-1 sale? The boys looked at him in acknowledgement, unable to
conceal the sexual storm they were cooking up…

Angus felt like the Australian beef that shared his name as he became
sandwiched between Ben and Tyler who had now joined in, fucking him from
behind. In between the trio of lustful moans, Ben heard Angus and Tyler
hungrily kissing behind him. For Tyler, Ben was so incredibly hot, but so
familiar. On the other hand, this was his first time getting intimate with
Angus; the excitement of a new plaything ensnaring his focus in that
moment…

***

Satisfied that he’d got what he came for with the added bonus of Tyler,
Angus dressed and left. As he approached the street, he passed Leo walking
into the garage.

Ben and Tyler had just pulled themselves together in the nick of time when
Leo entered.

“Sorry, we’ve been a bit..uh…swamped today.” Tyler apologised. “Can you
come back in an hour?”

“You told me my car would be ready at 2.” Leo replied coldly. “And what the
hell is that?!” He added, referring to the dried cum smeared all over the
hood of his convertible. “Imbecile’s.” He muttered under his breath. Then
he turned on the charm. “Time is money…and right now you’re costing me a
fortune. I expect to be compensated.” He said, slightly more warm and with
a barely-there smile.

“Of course.” Tyler said agreeably. “What did you have in mind?”

Leo simply unzipped his pants and pulled out his 9” samurai sword, ready
for battle…

Ben and Tyler were going to have to go yet another round…