Date: Fri, 3 Mar 2017 14:13:39 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Erinsborough Encounter - Part 46

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.


It was Valentine's Day. Aaron was single, but not alone. Cupid had failed
to deliver him the man of his dreams, so he took on the role of Cupid
himself. Buff and bare chested, dressed only in thin white cotton shorts
and accessorised with wings and golden accents, Aaron went off in search of
love. He mistakenly crashed a business meeting, but he wasn't thrown out
like he was telling his neighbours...

Hot, handsome, refined gentlemen in sharp, stylish suits sat around the
boardroom table. Liking what they saw, the astute businessmen demonstrated
their acumen as they closed a new deal: Aaron. Carrying out non-negotiable
terms, the guys pulled off Aaron's shorts and threw him across the table.

"He's missing something." The CEO said as he removed his silk tie and
wrapped it tightly around Aaron's hard cock and balls, making a bow. "NOW
you're the perfect gift." The CEO added, admiring his finishing touch
before shoving his tongue down Aaron's throat. Perfect gift was an
understatement - Aaron was enough of a stud to be considered God's gift to
the cockholder's of Erinsborough.

Meanwhile, Aaron felt someone bind his wrists with their leather
belt. Another guy soon gagged him as he tied his tie around his mouth while
someone else placed paper clamps on his rigid nipples. With Aaron at their
sexual mercy, the hunky executives fucked him two at a time...six
times...until all 12 board members' corporate cocks voted in favour of
their slutty slave.

"Sorry for the disturbance gents. We'll handle it from here." A
super-muscular security guard said as he and a fellow guard entered the
office; believing Aaron to be a trespasser - a reasonable conclusion given
the ruckus of horny, loud-moaning men savagely slamming some free man cunt.

"That won't be necessary." The CEO said; poker faced as his own poker stood
at attention awaiting another tight tussle inside the sexy windfall that
was Aaron.

"Just doing our job, sir." The guard asserted as he and his equally
muscle-bound colleague grabbed Aaron and escorted him out.

Aaron ached in anticipation as his throbbing cock begged for release. He
could only flirt with his eyes as he tried to seduce security into sucking
him. But no such luck. After jamming the elevator, the guards left Aaron
even more desperate for a draining as they teased him with their
bodybuilder physiques as two hot uniformed men became naked men, only
letting him briefly see their 10" tools - it wasn't Aaron's eyes they
wanted on their steroid-enhanced super-fuckers; it was his ass...tightly
closed around it as they got some on-the-job action. Giving the
white-collar workers a run for their money, the guards rapidly got down to
business as they too killed two birds with one stone...or fucked one hunky
whore with two raging rods.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCK..." The guards
moaned; grinning at each other. They *were* security; no one was going to
monitor the cameras and interrupt their illicit interlude...

***

Already lubed to kingdom cum with literally a dozen seminal deposits, Aaron
was soon treated to a lucky 13th spermatic serve as one of the guards
erupted. The extra size of the biggest cock Aaron had ever had meant a
bigger load - so much so that he felt like the dude was powerfully pissing
protein inside him.

With Aaron's ass all to himself now, the other guard lifted Aaron onto the
handrail. Feet firmly planted on the rail, Aaron tightly crouched to get
his hole at the guard's cock level as the guard resumed his rough ramming.

As the guard bashed Aaron's hole, he unclipped Aaron's nipples and held
them in his fingers; gently pinching them as if he was trying to milk them.

"Fuck you're pretty." The burly brute panted as he yanked down Aaron's
mouth gag and forcefully kissed him. Aaron's lips were soon smacked with a
searing kiss from the other guard too, before the two guards kissed
victoriously over the fantasy they were pulling off.

It wasn't much longer until the guard was ready to purge his pole's build
up of lusty lava.

"Where you want it, slut?" He grunted breathlessly. "Your ass is fucking
full. You want more cream up your pipe or in your mouth?"

"Mouth." Aaron replied as the guard helped him down to the floor and shoved
his shlong down Aaron's throat just as it started shooting its manly muck.

"Mmmmmmmm..." Aaron moaned as he guzzled; finally tasting some cock that
day.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHH...THAT'S IT...CLEAN IT ALL UP SUCKER BOY..." the guard
moaned as streaming shot after shot continued to exit his well-pleasured
penis.

Finally emptied, the guards redressed and put the elevator back in
operation.

"What, you aren't going to return the favour?" Aaron asked cheekily as he
tried to hide his impending combustion. The guards just smirked at each
other.

"Come on boys, help a bro out. Please?" Aaron begged.

"You're not finished with yet." One of the guards said cryptically as he
tauntingly tugged Aaron's tied-up tool while the other slapped his smashed
ass; driving him even more crazy.

Aaron was like a trained show pony on display as he was dragged across the
street to the courthouse.

"You guys can't put me on trial!" Aaron screamed as the guards ignored him
and marched him into a courtroom.

"What is the meaning of this?!" The Judge bellowed.

"Allow us to present Exhibit A."

"Very well. We'll adjourn for an hour while I consider this evidence." The
Judge responded as he tapped the gavel and the observers filed out.

"What do you have to say for yourself young man?" The Judge demanded as he
approached Aaron.

"Suck me your hotness...I mean your Honour." Although the Judge seemed
strict Aaron had never seen one under the age of 50 and so damn hot. But
amongst his initial assessment of his looks, all he could think to himself
was *Please...PLEASE get me off.* It was February 14...he'd taken 14
guys...and still he couldn't get relieved - what was going on?!

"Thank you guards, I'll handle him from here."

The guards left Aaron with their secret ally as he granted Aaron's motion;
unraveling his tight, silky constraint...sinking to his knees as his secret
cocksucking mouth engulfed the hard, red, swollen, pounding, swinging meat
dangle in front of him.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCKING HELL
YEAH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Aaron cried in relief as
his cock finally felt the hot, wet, steamy touch of a man's mouth. He'd
never been so torturously toey in his entire sexual career, and after
savouring the sucking for a few minutes he blasted in record time. In his
current situation he couldn't care less about showing stamina after the
restraint he'd endured.

The Judge then dragged Aaron behind the bench and hid him under the desk as
Aaron's mouth went gaga for his thick, long 9" throat hammer.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." The Judge
moaned as Aaron secretly sucked himself some legal log in the place of
justice. Aaron was just what he needed to get through the long afternoon of
evidence hearing, and so the judge withheld his white water rapid; keeping
him hidden between his strong legs even after court was back in session.

After a couple of hours the Judge couldn't hold back any longer.

"I'm cumming....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...I'm cumming...." He moaned
uncontrollably, forgetting for a moment where he was. Suddenly realising
his faux pas, he pretended to clear his throat and tried saving face. "What
I meant to say is that I'm coming to a decision."

He then handed down his verdict and dismissed the room while Aaron tucked
his drained dick back into his pants and zipped him up...

Elsewhere in Erinsborough:

Ned's community service at the school had finished, so he'd been assigned
to the church to continue its repairs.

"What do you think?" Ned asked, seeing Jack approaching to inspect his
work.

"Looks great. The wall too." Jack smiled as he hit on his helper. "But I
think maroon's your colour..." He added, dipping a brush into the paint
before wiping a wet, linear trail down the centre of Ned's chest...and over
his abs; stopping short of the base of his cock as the paint had run
out. Ned was already a perfect stud, but he looked even better with just a
single brushstroke.

"Mmmmmmmmmm...paint me like one of your French girls." Ned teased,
referencing the line from Titanic that had spawned a million
memes. Coincidentally, that artist was named Jack too. Father Jack laughed.

"I'm serious." Ned said. "Use my body as your canvas. I'm all yours." He'd
been so involved in the messy shenanigans happening around town that he'd
developed an insatiable new fetish.

As Jack tossed the brush aside, Ned dropped his shorts; giving Jack an
extra 9" of space to work with. Jack then dipped his fingers into the
paint; loading them up with dripping colour before guiding them over the
muscular contours of Ned's fit framework. In just moments Ned was looking
like a child's finger painting, albeit much, much sexier.

"I'd take those nice clothes off if I were you. Coz this shit's about to
get messy!" Ned grinned as he playfully warned Jack.

"Thanks for the...uh...heads up..." Jack said seductively, emphasising the
last two words as he looked down. Ned's head was up indeed; as was his
entire one-eyed snake as it pulsated. He gave Ned a momentary jerk before
stripping down to the uniform that all messy mayhem commanded: nudity.

Meanwhile, Ned kicked over a gallon of paint; making a bed of paint over
the floor tarp. With Jack suitably un-attired, Ned then tackled Jack into
the slippery liquid colour. Both hunks quickly coated themselves; their
skin soaking up the shambles as they ended up in a paint wrestle;
tumultuously rolling about as they kissed.

Paint play: Jack and Kyle had a similar mess-fest just weeks ago. But with
Ned as his co-messer, the repeat experience was just as excitingly
hot. Within minutes, the somewhat jumbled hotties formed themselves into a
69er as their painted penises ended up in each others mouths...

***

Jack and Ned's outsides were all sorts of mixed colours while their insides
were a creamy, sticky, translucent white; coloured by copious cascades of
cum that had been projected down their thirsty throats.

Now that they'd blown their loads, Ned was curious to see what was inside a
large picnic basket he spied out the corner of his eye as he laid back
getting his mouth mashed by Jack's meat. There had to be some kind of food
inside...and food always enhanced a mess sesh.

"No, not that!" Jack protested as Ned rummaged through the
contents. "That's for the homeless shelter."

"Stuff their hunger, I'm fucking horny!" Ned grinned, overriding Jack.

"That's not very charitable, Ned." Jack replied, trying to hide his
smile. He liked Ned's confidence, even if it was totally selfish.

"How about I make up for it by giving you the best fuck you've ever had?"

"Sounds reasonable."

Ned then popped the lids off a couple of jars: peanut butter and strawberry
jam. He scooped a bit out of each jar; making a concoction in his fingers
that the then inserted up Jack's ass.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." Jack moaned; the two opposing textures
feeling as good as they tasted together on a sandwich.

"Heh." Ned sneered as he continued fingering Jack; loosening him up. After
a few more moments of preparation, Ned then served his fingers for Jack's
tasting. As Jack sucked the concoction from Ned's fingers, Ned took a leaf
out of Kyle's book and lubed his log with wallpaper paste.

Wet, slick and moist: fresh paste was the perfect greaser. But as it dried,
it began causing friction for Ned's implanted instrument. Needing even more
frequent replenishing than lube from the tube, Ned switched to olive oil to
keep himself moving quickly and smoothly through Jack's anus. He then
slimed up Jack's body as he liberally drizzled the condiment over his
fuckee like a steak waiting to be grilled; then over himself for good
measure. It was almost like a golden shower from a bottle.

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....FUCK YEAH...OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH..." Ned
screamed as he creamed; firing furores of jizz into Jack.

After Ned was done...or should that be Jack was done...by Ned...Jack stood
up and selected a bottle.

"I thought you would have used this." Jack teased as he poured barbecue
sauce over his stiff snag.

Ned just gave Jack a look as he sucked the sauce from Jack's banger.

"Here, have some more seeing as you like it so much." Jack laughed as he
poured more sauce over Ned's head. He then dumped globs of peanut butter
and jam on top before massaging them into Ned's scalp like shampoo and
conditioner. If they were going to be messy, may as well do it right...

Jack quickly looked around to see what else he could turn into lube as he
prepared to fuck Ned. Not finding much else that hadn't already been used,
he chose an old favourite: plaster - for its strangely satisfying
texture. He then mixed it with more of the barbecue sauce - for its
slickness. He was then ready to rumble, but spotted something that had been
overlooked by Ned and just for fun used it give himself a finishing touch:
Vegemite. Using the disgusting, tar-like Aussie spread for all it was good
for, he dipped two fingers in it before wiping them across his face, making
black lines that looked like an American footballer about to go into
competitive battle. Channelling his inner Rambo, Jack then action-packed
Ned's ass as he rammed him with his rifle.

As Jack's dick delivered Ned one of the best fuck's *he'd* ever had, the
sinful priest dipped his hand back into the Vegemite jar, but not for
himself. His covered hand smothered Ned's mouth; muffling his horny moans
as he inadvertently forced Ned to inhale the toxic toast-topping. Needing
to see Ned's even more dirtied face, Jack flipped Ned over onto his back,
switching his fuck style from doggy to missionary. Ned looked like his
groomed beard had been dyed black at the messy hands, or hand rather, of
Jack. But like a negative image filter, black soon became white as Jack
ruptured; glazing Ned's face like an original Krispy Kreme donut but
thicker, spermier and some might say, better.

"Now's probably a good time to tell you I didn't get around to fixing your
shower today." Ned puffed.

*Shit* Jack thought, worrying how he was going to explain the messy
condition of his body. Who owned a nearby shower and could keep a secret?
Then it hit him: Leo...

***

"We need your help." Jack whispered, pulling Leo behind some shrubs at the
backpacker's.

"Clearly..." Leo replied, eyebrow raised. "What happened to you guys
anyway?"

"Never mind that." Jack replied. "Just let us use your shower."

"Sure." Leo smirked. "But only if I can join in."

As they headed for the shower, Jack and Leo gave each other a knowing look:
they wouldn't let on to Ned they'd already seen each other naked...spent
several secret nights together...and formed an unlikely friends with
benefits scheme that began when Jack randomly invited Leo over for beers
one night...

Leo's private shower was small for one person, let alone three. But that
was no problem. Tightly packed like sardines, the guys used not just their
hands but their whole bodies as they scrubbed each other clean...sliding up
and down each other like human washcloths as the soap kept coming.

Finally spotless, the guys stepped out the shower.

"Thanks man." Ned said, kissing Leo.

"If you want to thank me, open your fucking ass." Leo laughed as he pushed
Ned through the doorway to the connecting bedroom and onto the bed. Before
Ned even had a moment to get comfortable, Leo grabbed his legs and yanked
them over his shoulders before aggressively slamming into him. It happened
so quickly Jack didn't have a chance to also thank Leo, but he could do
that later. For now, Jack joined in as he thrust himself into his and Ned's
hot host...

***

The guys cumming wasn't an indication they were ready to leave. Like he'd
been doing with Jack, Leo was happy to rent space in his small bed to both
Jack AND Ned for hot sexual payment. And so the naughty fun continued into
the night...