Date: Mon, 14 Dec 2015 10:40:16 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Hating Hunter - Part 13

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.


"You just keep making a habit out of this, don't you?" Sgt. Emerson said as
he dragged VJ into the Yabbie Creek Police Station for questioning.

"What?" VJ replied.

"Getting into trouble where Hunter King is concerned. I think you better
stay away from that boy."

VJ shook his head in disgust and rolled his eyes. "What am I even doing
here? You know I didn't steal that car...you know I didn't hurt Hunter at
that spa. This is harassment!"

"You've been lucky that both times there's been evidence to clear you."
Emerson said, tossing Hunter's wallet found in the back seat of the car
onto the desk. "All I'm saying is that if you keep getting into these
situations with him you mightn't be so lucky next time."

"It was HIM that had ME kidnapped. But don't worry, I hate the jerk's
guts. It will be a pleasure staying away from him. I never want to see that
asshole again."

"My point exactly....And don't think I don't know about the other little
stunts you've been pulling on each other. Your dislike of him is a crime
waiting to happen."

"Woah, sgt.! He's the whack job, not me. And there's a HUGE difference
between a little humiliation and...what are you suggesting? That I might
beat him up? Kill him?"

"It's possible. I've seen these things escalate before."

"Ok. Well thanks for the advice. Am I free to go?"

Legally, there was no grounds on which Emerson could detain VJ. But
personally...Emerson was keen to try his luck. He couldn't shake the hot
image of VJ's naked body as the team found him slumped in the driver's seat
of the stolen car...

***

"GUNNO!...GUNNO!...WHERE ARE YOU?!...ANSWER ME!" Hunter yelled
frantically. Gunno had left ages ago to collect fire wood but had not
returned. Had something happened to him? Out in the bush any number of
things could have happened: a deadly snake bite...falling off a cliff...

Whatever the case, Hunter was not looking forward to a cold, lonely night
alone in the middle of nowhere. Although he and Gunno had come to depend on
each other, he had to keep moving on.

"Yes, thank god!" Hunter said out loud when he eventually stumbled across
what appeared to be an old abandoned house. This would be luxury compared
to the sleeping bag he and Gunno squeezed into; it would more than do for a
night or two.

"Hello Hunter. Fancy seeing you here..." a familiar voice said wickedly...

***

Neither VJ nor Sgt. Emerson knew how it happened; just that it was
happening: VJ on his knees on the desk, his bubble butt sticking out over
the edge as Emerson stood behind him, risking a charge of police brutality
as he beat VJ's asshole with his 10" rod, busting it with every rigorous
thrust. Emerson was no Jack Holden, but with the biggest cock in the bay so
far, VJ was keen to take him regardless.

Emerson's arm was wrapped around VJ's chest, pulling the young stud's body
closer to his; the physical connection between them tightening
hard...almost to the point they were literally one.

"You don't need Hunter." Emerson whispered into VJ's ear, kissing the back
of his neck as he continued to drive his dynamite stick into tight town.

"Is this your plan to keep me away from him?" VJ replied breathlessly.

"I hadn't planned on it, but if it works..."

A bigger cock meant greater pleasure for Emerson; its thick diameter making
VJ even tighter as it filled his tunnel and then some...its additional
length allowing Emerson to feel even further into VJ's insides, his fat
head repeatedly banging VJ's g spot like an intruder undertaking forced
entry. But the greater Emerson was pleasured, the closer he was driven to
uncontrollable eruption. Fucking at a speed that would be considered
dangerous on the roads, destination dump-load rapidly approached.

"Ohhhhhhhhh.....OHHHHHHHHHH....." Emerson moaned as he proved a bigger cock
also meant a bigger load as a tsunami of cum overflowed from VJ's rear
vacuum...

"Behave yourself." Emerson warned as a now-dressed VaJ left.

"I'll try." VJ winked back at the older cop who'd just shown him his
young-at-heart side; leaving Emerson with a delighted smile on his face...

***

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....FUCK YEAH.....TAKE THAT MY HOT LITTLE PRISONER!!"
Tank growled in sexy aggression as he fucked Hunter, who was bound to the
bed.

"Yeahhhhhh....I will....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...give it to me Tank!" Hunter
moaned in response.

Hunter was loving playing slave to Tank. Hunter had originally been creeped
out that time when Tank snuck into his hospital room and fucked him while
he was blind; but the more Hunter replayed the incident in his mind as he
tried to make sense of it, the more he craved a repeat performance. Because
creepiness aside, the loss of Hunter's sight heightened his other senses,
including feeling. It's not hard to guess what impact that had on the
then-anonymous cock delving deep and hard into him...

Although Hunter now had his sight back, his feeling hadn't diminished; this
fuck every bit as good as that weird night. And knowing Tank's obsession
with the objects of his desire, there was sure to be days...even weeks...of
encores...

"Mmmmmmm...fuck you're hot....so hot...you're gonna make me cum..." Tank
moaned.

"Show me Tank...show me how much I can make you cum..." Hunter replied
excitedly.

"OHHHHHHHHH....FUCK!!" Tank screamed in relief as his pent-up load blasted
out his raging cock. "THERE! LOOK AT ALL MY HOT JIZZ ALL OVER YOU!!"

"Mmmmmmm....tastes so good!" Tank moaned as he licked his own cream off
Hunter's body. "Here, try some." Tank said, scooping some up as he fed his
fingers into Hunter's mouth.

"More!" Hunter begged, but Tank shoved his tongue down Hunters throat,
kissing him instead. Tank then snuggled into Hunter's bound body; the guys
content as they relaxed into the night...