Date: Fri, 6 Nov 2015 10:09:34 +0100
From: jdawg69@email.com
Subject: Hating Hunter - Part 10

Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing
about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Home and Away actors
featured in it. Their respective characters are property of the Seven
Network, Australia.

VJ heard someone pull up a chair as he sat playing on his phone in the
diner - it was Nate.

"You talking to me now?" VJ said abruptly.

"Look, I'm sorry ok. I should have believed you."

"Yeah you should have."

Nate turned to leave. He'd said what he needed to and wasn't getting into a
debate with VJ, especially over Hunter of all topics.

VJ was still mad, but that didn't stop him wanting Nate.

"Words are meaningless. Show me you're sorry."

Nate hesitated.

"Look at it this way: I can help you end that ridiculous love triangle
you've got going with Ricky and Kat."

Nate was seriously considering VJ's proposition.

"Surely you remember how hot it was..." VJ said, gently and discreetly
stroking Nate's hand as they flashed back to the day of the banquet
fundraiser for Leah and Zac...

***

 VJ played with his pasta as he sat bored shitless at the long, beautifully
decorated table. While it was nice of the community to rally together to
help his family following the fire, VJ just couldn't get interested in the
event. He needed something interesting to happen...and not just some random
guy crashing the party claiming to be Zac's son...the guy everyone quickly
grew to hate: Hunter.

On top of his boredom, VJ had been sitting through the meal with a raging,
rock hard boner as he watched the line up of sexy shirtless waiters keeping
everyone fed and visually entertained. What he wouldn't do to make Andy
Barrett a layer of his mum's moussaka...or use Nate Cooper's abs as a plate
off which to eat Irene's bombe alaska - although Nate was so hot he'd melt
it in a split-second.

VJ looked around the table: everyone was engrossed in fine food and gossipy
conversation. No one suspected a thing as VJ ever so slightly slid down in
his seat; his crotch under the table as he pulled out his throbbing tool
and started jerking off.

With his other hand, VJ held out his glass as Nate did the rounds
replenishing the quickly diminishing champagne.

"Nice try mate." Nate said. "I'll get you some more punch."

"How about something not on the menu." VJ replied, pulling a $50 note from
his pocket and slipping it down the front of Nate's pants.

Nate smiled, tempted.

"Oops." VJ said, 'accidentally' knocking his fork on the ground. "Wanna get
that for me?"

VJ kicked the fork under the table as Nate crawled after it. But it didn't
take Nate long to cotton on as he was greeted by VJ's salami begging to be
sucked.

VJ closed his eyes, appreciating the feel of Nate's hot lips wrapping
themselves around his pole...his hot saliva wetting his whopper willy as he
slid VJ's 9" of studliness down his throat.

"Hors d'oeuvre?" Andy asked VJ. No response. "Hello? Earth to VJ?"

It finally registered Andy was speaking to him - Nate's incredible blowjob
was really taking him somewhere else mentally.

"Uh, no. Sorry, I just zoned out for a moment." VJ replied.

"Hmmmm I thought my abs at least would have got your attention." Andy
teased as he stepped closer to VJ; his crotch practically in his face. It
was torture as VJ controlled himself, unable to suck Andy then and there.

But it was obvious Andy was interested; and VJ's lustful eyes and
salivating mouth told him the feeling was mutual.

"I'll leave you to it." Andy winked at VJ as he continued serving the other
guests.

*Will this damn banquet hurry up and finish already!* VJ thought to himself
as he anticipated the *real* dessert.

VJ jolted, sitting up as his eyes opened wide...his jaw dropping as his
heart raced...his cock beating like a drum as he pumped out one of the most
intense stud-flood's of his life. He hadn't intended to orgasm so
indiscreetly.

"You ok VJ?" Leah asked, concerned. "You look a bit flushed. Do you need
Nate to check you out?"

*I need him to fuck me* VJ thought, trying not to laugh at the thought of
medical attention from Dr Hunky given what had just been happening.

"I'm fine mum."

"That must have been some daydream you were having." Andy said as he
returned again with the hors d'oeuvre's.

***

VJ was happy to oblige as Leah told him to stay and help clean up as
everyone left.

Although the champagne had been flowing heavily, there were still a couple
of bottles left over. VJ tucked them under his arm as he strode off down
the beach with Andy and Nate in hot pursuit.

Away from parental eyes, Andy and Nate were happy to let VJ drink; the guys
swigging from the bottle in between lusty, passionate kisses as they
stripped off, leaving just their bow ties on - VJ felt like he was getting
his own private Thunder from Downunder show.

VJ laid on a rock as Nate fucked him and Andy stood over him, pushing his
fat cock down into his hot young mouth. The guys continued to drink as they
messed around, with Andy pouring champagne down VJ's throat every so
often. The alcohol only fuelled the guys as the fuckfest ignited into a
hot, drunken, messy session; slurred moans of ecstasy filling the air.

The champagne had fast run out what seemed like forever ago, but VJ became
filled with a hot, sticky, creamy alternative...his throat guzzling Andy's
never-ending explosion just before his ass soaked up Nate's continuous cum
storm...

***

Back in the present:

The memory was too hot for Nate to ignore, and he and VJ left to create an
encore performance.

Meanwhile...

Trystan's claim he could be Hunter's father was a cover for his real
business in the bay: to use Charlotte as a means of luring Brax out of
hiding. When Charlotte failed to deliver useful info, Trystan threatened
Hunter; a promise he'd kept when he chloroformed Hunter and kidnapped him.

"Hmmmmmm...seems a shame to waste you." Trystan murmured to himself as he
stroked Hunter's face. Hunter was unresponsive as his limp, seemingly
lifeless body laid in the bush.

Trystan grinned wickedly as he took Hunter to a new low, deciding to use
him like a human sex doll as he fucked him while unconscious.

"Man you're easy."  Trystan laughed as he bent Hunter in all sorts of
positions while ramming his fat, horny rod into the boy. Although Hunter
was out cold, his insides were red hot, only encouraging Trystan to
continue his molestation.

Trystan then shoved his cock into Hunter's mouth and face fucked him.  With
Hunter's lips remaining firm, it was like the perfect blowjob.

His forceful controlling turned Trystan on, and before long he couldn't
stop the fruits of his efforts erupting as he pumped cum galore over the
teen's face. Trystan rubbed his cock and balls over Hunter's face,
spreading his jizz shower all over it.

He'd never fucked an unconscious person before, so curiosity got the better
of Trystan as he took Hunter's cock in his hand. Hunter subconsciously
responded to the hot, firm grip; springing to life. Trystan smiled, his
question answered.

If he could make an unconscious person hard, he should be able to make him
cum too. Trystan jerked Hunter off so hard and fast he blew in no time.

"The police will think it's a hook up gone wrong. They'll never suspect
me." Trystan laughed as he got in his car and drove off, leaving Hunter
with his jeans pulled down and smothered in cum.