Date: Tue, 22 Dec 2015 21:43:09 +0100
From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com>
Subject: Hating Hunter - Part 15

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.

Christmas was a non-event at Summer Bay House this year. Despite Alf's
generosity letting Leah, Zac and their gaggle of teens live there, they
couldn't help but be reminded it was their first Christmas without their
own home since the fire...the first Christmas without Denny...and the first
with that horrid long-lost child Hunter. Leah and Zac's wedding had been
celebration enough; the rest of the family safe, alive and together the
greatest gift. Hunter didn't count; Leah and Zac only taking him in like a
stray puppy to spite Charlotte.

A holiday miracle seemed unlikely, but that didn't stop VJ hoping that
maybe...just maybe...something could happen to cheer up him up. When Hunter
set the fire he'd robbed VJ of his most precious memory of his dad Vinnie:
the video Vinnie had made for baby VJ before he was sent to jail. VJ
secretly watched the video every Christmas in an attempt to feel close to
the father he never knew; a tradition that was no more. VJ didn't even have
a remaining photo of Vinnie.

As he sat at his desk wistfully looking out the window, he received an
incoming Skype request from an unknown person. He declined the call, not in
the mood to speak to anyone. But the person persisted until VJ gave in.

VJ was shocked as he came face to face with Vinnie.

"Dad?!"

Vinnie nodded as he tried to fight tears of joy seeing his now grown up
son. But the reunion was short lived when Hunter came into view and started
kissing Vinnie.

"Merry Christmas VJ!" Hunter said before the call abruptly ended and the
computer screen went blank.

VJ shook his head in disbelief. `Vinnie' had to be an imposter. Or
brainwashed. VJ knew Vinnie was dead; Elijah had taken him and Leah to
Vinnie's grave years ago for closure, yet he still held out hope it was
another faked death and had a million questions he'd ask his dad if he ever
had the chance. Those million questions doubled as VJ angrily wondered how
and where Hunter was able to find Vinnie, or such a good look-a-like.
Hunter had tried to mind fuck with VJ before, but playing on his emotions
like this was the nastiest stunt Hunter had ever pulled. VJ wondered what
motivated Hunter to be so cruel, given he too grew up without his dad Zac.

Over the next few days Hunter texted VJ a series of cryptic clues that
would lead VJ to Vinnie...

***

"OHHHHHHHHHHH" Vinnie moaned as Hunter fucked him bent over an old chair in
the abandoned warehouse basement they'd been staying in.

"Yeahhhhhh....you like being fucked by a hot teenager...just like your son
fucking you...but I'm much better...."

*And right on time* Hunter thought to himself as the sound of frantic
footsteps echoed throughout the warehouse as VJ navigated the confusing,
maze-like premises searching for Vinnie.

"Who's that? Shouldn't we get out of here?" Vinnie asked.

"Why? You afraid someone might catch you getting fucked? I wouldn't expect
an ex-stripper to be so self conscious." Hunter laughed manically.

A few minutes later VJ found his way and finally turned up.

"You fucked my boyfriend, now I'm fucking your dad." Hunter said bluntly as
he thrust even harder into Vinnie, putting on the best show possible for
VJ. "I've fucked your dad so good he wants to set you and me up -
interested?"

"Are you for real?!" VJ replied incredulously.

"Nah, just wanted to see your reaction....priceless!"



The bittersweet moment of VJ seeing his dad again after all these years was
tarnished by Hunter's involvement. But amidst the flurry of mixed emotions,
VJ proved he was more than just a sexy face and a set of hot abs as he
acted on a gut feeling...

"So how did you know what my dad looks like?" VJ asked Hunter.

"I've seen photo's of him. DUH!"

"How? We don't have any photo's of him at home; they all burned in the
fire. There wasn't even one single one in that album you stole. So you
would have needed to have been in my house...and you didn't show up until
after the fire. Therefore what you're saying is impossible."

Hunter turned pale as he realised it was checkmate. There was no bullshit
of an explanation he could spin.

"Bille Ashford always said she never started the fire. Thats because it was
YOU!! WASN'T IT?!?!"

Hunter did what he did best...well maybe second or third best...and ran as
an enraged VJ chased him with Vinnie following close behind.

*Sgt. Emerson was spot on* VJ thought to himself, so angry that he would
gladly kill Hunter; the consequences worth it to rid his family and the bay
of the lying, manipulative scumbag. As they ran through dark, narrow
passageways, VJ noticed a metal pipe and grabbed it; tempted to bludgeon
Hunter to his demise. But Hunter was stopped as he ploughed into Emerson.

"Hunter King, you're under arrest for the arson of 12 Albert Road Summer
Bay." Emerson gave VJ a knowing look as he led Hunter away, the final stop
jail: the only place Hunter belonged. It seemed a serve of justice on a
silver platter would be Hunter's gift this year. Lucky for VJ...and Hunter,
Emerson had been keeping tabs on VJ since fucking him.

***

VJ asked Vinnie questions only the real Vinnie could answer, confirming his
identity. They briefly discussed Hunter; Vinnie revealing that unable to
replace VJ and Leah, he lived a lonely existence, and as such welcomed
Hunter's affection. Not that it should have mattered; VJ had Zac
first. Even if Hunter had always been around, Zac probably would have still
fucked VJ first.

There were still answers VJ needed, but for now he was content as his hot,
naked father embraced him. Vinnie held VJ close; stroking his blonde hair
as he found himself kissing his son...the way no father should.

"Oh god, I'm so sorry. I don't know why I did that." Vinnie said
apologetically as he pulled away.

"Its ok. Don't stop." VJ replied as he pulled Vinnie back towards him, his
lips picking up where Vinnie's left off.

"I want to see you. All of you." Vinnie said as he pulled off VJ's tee and
sucked his nipples - gently but with enough force to start VJ's engines of
desire. Vinnie then kissed his way down VJ's abtastic torso until he
reached the waist of VJ's shorts. Vinnie pulled down VJ's shorts, running
his tongue over the fabric of VJ's underwear; feeling the bulge beneath but
not yet seeing the trophy of a tool.

Vinnie slid his hands up through the leg holes of VJ's jocks, squeezing his
hard ass as he once again kissed VJ's abs, impressed with his son's
dedication to bodily perfection. Ready to forgo the foreplay, Vinnie
finally pulled down VJ's jocks. VJ's solid 9" shlong slapped Vinnie in the
face as it leaped to freedom before it became trapped again...this time
inside Vinnie's oral suction hole.

"Mmmmmmmmmm....ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...." VJ moaned, turned on by the dirtiness
of the situation.

After a while of sucking, Vinnie gave his knees as break as he stood up and
submitted his tongue to VJ's mouth; the younger Patterson approving as he
reciporcated, forming another sizzling kiss.

"So that Hunter guy thinks he's a better fuck then you. Wanna prove him
wrong?" Vinnie asked breathlessly as VJ bent him right there; Vinnie's
hands placed firmly on the wall for support as VJ's penis pierced Vinnie's
anal target. VJ repeatedly banged his bullseye, brutally barging his
ass-buster into his dad.

"OHHHHHHHH...FUCK YEAH....SHIT THAT'S GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!!!" Vinnie screamed.

"YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...FUCKING HELL...YOU'RE SO HOT DAD!!!" VJ replied,
echoing Vinnie's sexy sentiments. It was a cock-tingling crescendo as the
Patterson's got louder by the second as they lost themselves further in
each other, frozen in the special, intense moment; the rest of the world no
longer in existence as far as they were concerned.

VJ retracted his raging rod and guided Vinnie to the ground, where he sat
as VJ jerked himself to a joyful ending.

"OH YEAH....SWALLOW MY CUM DAD...THAT'S IT..." VJ moaned as Vinnie tasted
the second-generation Patterson jizz.

Vinnie returned the favour; his dick drawing VJ a picture of his conception
as he wildly whacked his son's passage with his sperm wand. Like an
ordinary wand, it was prone to breaking after rough play; Vinnie's bank
burgeoning as disastrous deposits of lava drowned VJ's drain pipe.

***

Having received the ultimate gift of a lifetime, VJ returned home, glowing
from the newly created memory with Vinnie. Vinnie maintained his promise
not to throw Leah's life into turmoil by suddenly returning to the bay; but
made a pact with VJ to secretly remain in contact...