Date: Sun, 22 Jan 2017 02:37:32 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Erinsborough Encounter - Part 40

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.

*I can't believe this story has made it to 40 chapters! I decided to do
something a little different this time and bring back some of my favourite
90's blasts from the past. Enjoy!*

The lights dimmed. Smoky dry ice billowed around the stage as hypnotic
music began to play. Applause and whistling erupted as Aaron's fit,
half-naked body appeared on stage. As part of his latest stage costume he
was lightly dusted in gold glitter; sparkling under the low lights. He was
a beautiful vision that not even Edward Cullen could compete with. All eyes
were on Aaron. But as he performed his sexy routine, *his* eyes locked with
those of a particular hunk in the audience. Although he didn't suffer from
stage fright, that didn't stop him picturing his audience, or this one guy,
naked...

*** After the show, getting to the bar was like running the gauntlet of
hot, groping hands wanting to feel a piece of the studly star. Normally
Aaron would have picked a few for a gangbang, but this night he wanted to
share himself only with the hottie who'd grabbed his attention...

"Joel Samuels. Fancy seeing you here." Aaron said as he approached his
target. "I was such a huge fan of yours..."  "You still are from what I can
tell." Joel interrupted, eyeing the size of Aaron's package as he rubbed
it."  Aaron smiled seductively in encouragement. "As I was saying, I went
to all your shows. You inspired me to get into stripping. I don't know why
you gave it up. You've clearly still got it. Hell, you're even hotter these
days." Aaron's hand was now on Joel's package, his body language mirroring
the former Ramsay St resident's as he continued to signal his interest in
taking things further.  "Well right now you're inspiring me to want to fuck
you. You got somewhere we can go?"  Aaron's response was to discreetly lead
Joel into his dressing room...

The undressing of Aaron left little to savour; his black hotpants gone in
one quick pull-down by Joel. On the other hand, Joel, after pushing Aaron
down into his chair, turned the act of getting naked into a private
backstage show as he provocatively, piece-by-piece, peeled off his
clothes. The longer Joel teased, the harder Aaron's hung 9" cock throbbed;
so much so that it began to flick upwards like a rearing horse, almost
hitting against his tight stomach...

Once bare, Joel hotly kissed Aaron, one stripper to another. Joel had aged
sexily; his athletic physique maintained. His ripped muscles had only
changed for the better; a fact Aaron complimented with his lips as he
kissed his way down over the firm contours of his shredded torso...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Joel moaned
at the feel of Aaron's lips wrapping around his 9" pole - gripping it
tightly as he pulled it into his hot, wet mouth and sucked. Aaron was
beyond sizzling, yet Joel felt there was an extra something super sexy
about a fan and brother in the entertainment industry sharing their skills
on him. He was sure Aaron would feel the same way; that's why he singled
him out from an audience full of hot, horny hunks the would do anything for
an idol. Keen to show Aaron how much of a fan *he* was, Joel put the brakes
on Aaron's mouth and knelt in front of Aaron's crotch.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...yeah.....fuck that's
hot.....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Joel made Aaron moan as he wetly
worshipped his shlong in lustful lick...

After a few more rounds of the stripping sexpots' switching between oral
topping and bottoming, Aaron pulled Joel over to a corner couch where they
69'd; laying on their sides as they simultaneously satisfied their craving
for each others cock...  Before long Aaron felt Joel's stick subtly expand
as it tightened - his tongue was about to be treated to a literal taste of
Joel that no regular fan had - a taste that went beyond seeing Joel's hot
junk or stealing a feel of it...

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK YEAH......OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Joel
moaned as Aaron greedily gulped his gushing guy goop.

Once Joel was drained, Aaron broke away from their position and straddled
Joel's face; holding his head as he fucked his face to force out his own
ferocious flow. At a time like this Joel's old long, wavy blonde locks
would have come in handy for gripping. But his current dark and dashing
look was delectable; his stubbly beard brushing again Aaron's flinging
balls, lightly stimulating them as he awaited the fiery flood...

Aaron could feel his cock counting down the final moments:
3... 2... 1... BOOM!
"OHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH..." he
moaned as he exploded like one giant ball of hot popping candy down Joel's
throat.

Their elastic bodies twisted as they made out while their cock's
re-energised for the next round...Ready to go again, Aaron perched Joel on
the edge of his dressing table as he lifted his legs and thrust into
him. "Wanna see what I can *really* do?"

As Aaron fucked the current object of his desire, one eye was on Joel, the
other on his reflection in the mirror. Aaron couldn't help it - he liked
being able to watch himself and the way his amazing body moved as it fucked
a hot ass...

After Aaron finished in a second fireworks spectacular, Joel led him back
to the couch he showed him his own penetrating moves, resulting in another
creamy conclusion. Aaron then invited Joel to spend the night with him: in
a room Joel was undoubtedly familiar with from his days of living and
hooking up on Ramsay St...

*** The Next Day:

The overcast weather kept most people indoors; so Ben, wanting some alone
time to think, hung around outside. He thought it was time the boys of
Ramsay St all just admitted they were gay. He couldn't handle the gilt any
longer of using Xanthe as his beard while fucking Tyler; the love of his
other friend Piper's life. He hated having to pretend Xanthe's mum ripping
off his grandfather Karl with fake jewellery was the cause of their recent
tension.

As if by fate, Father Jack walked by; spying Ben as he lonesomely kicked
around a football. He would lend him a sympathetic ear, but first, he had
to take in the view for a moment. Ever since fucking Angus, Jack had
developed an insatiable lust for schoolboy's. He wasn't one of those dirty
molester priests, but he understood the allure of pretty young boys. He
knew neither Angus nor Ben were virgins, but their young ages and silky
smooth bodies made them pure in his eyes...more ripe for the taking than
Adam's apple... His faith hadn't wavered, but since that day in the church
he realised the real sin would be to *not* experience what the sexual side
of life had to offer. Like Scarlett O'Hara, with God as his witness, he'd
never be hungry again!

The rain didn't stop the guys as they kicked the ball and chatted. Ben was
surprised by Jack's liberal views on homosexuality, although his advice on
what to do about his situation was useless. The heavier it rained, the
muddier and more slippery the ground became. Before long, Ben found himself
in a massive puddle of mud, pinned beneath Jack after the priest tackled
him.

"Sorry I can't fix your situation," Jack panted, "but I can offer you
another trick to turn to." Their staring into each others' gorgeous brown
eyes was cut shot as Jack shoved his tongue down Ben's throat. After a
while of literally wet kissing, Jack pulled off Ben's now brown tee
shirt. He then unbuttoned his dirtied blue shirt and tossed it aside as
they rolled like shirtless pig's in the mud as they resumed their making
out.

Eventually they pulled off their pants and jerked each other for a little
bit before Jack made the first move and slipped down until his mouth was
level with Ben's beating baton, ready to take it on...

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Ben moaned; Jack quickly
proving himself to be the heavenly father as he sucked himself some sexy,
stiff, schoolboy shlong...  As Ben gently played with Jack's hair the rain
rinsed the mud off his fingers; sending it streaming down Jack's face. But
a little dirt didn't distract the priest from pleasuring the tasty teenage
pole...

What *did* distract Jack after a while was his own pounding pole. Still
catching up from his months of abstinence, he couldn't take his crazy
horniness any longer. His rod needed instant relieving inside Ben's tight
tunnel; Ben wasn't going anywhere - he'd revisit his long penile popsicle
afterwards...

***

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
both guys moaned in hot astonishment as Jack's cock roughly ripped through
Ben. They both burned up in blazing hedonism; Jack's lustfully aching body
feverish as he made Ben feel the heat of his meat. Their sex was so ignited
one could almost hear the sloppy mud from Ben's hands sizzle on Jack's back
as Ben held him close and tight. But tight as they were, Jack managed to
slip one hand between them and muddily jerked off the stunner beneath
him. At the same time their luscious lips gravitated together as their
tongues again immersed in each other's mouths...

Ben briefly opened his eyes to see a glimmer of sunlight. But after being
lost deep in erotic ecstasy, the light looked bright; almost like something
that shone down from the heavens. As he adjusted his eyes, he saw a
familiar face looking down at him.

"Ben?" The tall figure said.  "Uncle Billy?"

Billy Kennedy had made a surprise visit to Erinsborough; reacquainting
himself with the local area when he stumbled upon his cute nephew being
fucked by someone he hadn't met, but could instantly see was hot.

Jack turned his head, craning to see who Ben was talking to. Billy crouched
beside the guys, intrigued by the sight before him.  "Billy. You must be
Karl and Susan's son. I've heard a lot about you." Jack smiled; his dick
still drilling Ben as his sexy body multitasked. "I'm Father Jack
Callahan." He said, offering Billy a handshake with the same hand he'd just
had wrapped around Ben's cock.  Billy smirked. He found it ironic a priest
would sin so openly. He gently pushed Jack's hand away.  "No need to be so
formal." He grinned cheekily as he leaned in, the guys introducing
themselves with a kiss instead. Billy then kissed his favourite nephew
hello. "You've grown up a lot since I last saw you." Billy then slipped his
hand between the guys and tugged Ben's tool. He'd never seen Ben's best
bits before, but he could feel its sizeable nature as it throbbed in his
grip.

Ben and Jack repositioned to let Billy into their private playground: Jack
rolled onto his side; his body uncloaking Ben for Billy to see. Meanwhile,
Ben sidled up to Jack; the teen now playing little spoon to Jack's big
spoon as the priest's penis popped back into him. At the same time, Billy
got himself naked, except for a smattering of mud, as he laid in the sludge
and powerfully sucked Ben like the rare opportunity it was...

Ploughed by a hot priest and sucked by a hot uncle...the exciting
combination made Ben too crazy to hold back. Instead he turned on his hose;
his sleek young body trembling wildly as he creamily mouth-washed Billy in
a white tsunami. Feeling Ben shake violently in his arms sent Jack over the
edge too as he filled the teen with the hot lava Ben's sexiness helped
generate. Billy kissed Jack, giving him a taste of Ben's jizz. But it
didn't end there. Jack and Ben helped each other suck Billy's 9" boner to
blasting point; followed by Billy fucking Ben while Jack fucked Billy,
resulting in even more cummy carnage...

With Elly staying in the Kennedy's spare room, Billy would have to share
with Ben; an arrangement they could live with as they got to know each
other all over again...