Date: Fri, 8 Jan 2016 00:02:08 +0100 From: J.D Louis <jdawg69@email.com> Subject: Hating Hunter - Part 19 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 had been a slut from the minute he'd cum of age; but as he reflected back on the past year he realised there was more to his constant fucking than the pure pleasure of it. "Damn Hunter! And damn Charlotte!" VJ cursed to himself, throwing a pillow across the room in frustration as he laid on his bed listening to music. VJ was haunted by the memory of Hunter leaving him tied up in a classroom before Charlotte had her way with him. VJ had subconsciously been fucking any and every guy he could to forget the ordeal, and cure himself of his subsequent occasional craving for more pussy. For a split second VJ wished he'd been the one to pull the trigger on Charlotte, but he then realised Charlotte's death wouldn't have changed the fact he'd knocked up Billie Ashford. In the months Billie had been away she'd given birth to a baby boy, whom she and VJ decided to name Vincent Patterson III aka V3. Although neither was thrilled to be a teenage parent, they agreed V3 had inherited some great genes. "Sup." Spencer said, flopping on the bed that was once Hunter's. With Irene taking in Olivia, Spencer was no longer able to live with her upon his return to the bay. Spencer had lived with Alf and Roo when he first came to Summer Bay with Maddie; and they were glad to have him back instead of Hunter. "I need some air." VJ said, trying to sound polite as he left the room. He needed some alone time. The burden of keeping V3 a secret from everyone was already taking its toll on him. It was his turn to bring in the washing anyway. *** "Hey Spence, you seen those cute tropical trunks I was going to wear for Mr Grouper?" VJ asked as he brought up the basket of clothes. [FYI - Mr Grouper a pageant; the male version of the famous Miss Grouper pageant Colleen Smart always used to remind everyone she won in 1959] "No, sorry man." Spencer replied, remembering how hot VJ looked in them one day when he undressed and threw them in the washing pile. *** "Veej...what happened to my Abercrombie boxers?" Spencer asked as he put his share of clothes away. "Dunno. I haven't seen them." "But I definitely hung them out this morning." "Check the laundry maybe?" *** "You lost something boys?" Zac asked as he saw them tearing the laundry apart. "Yeah, some of our underwear has gone missing." VJ replied. "Hmmmmmm...that's odd. I noticed a pair of mine missing too. I just asked your mum but she hasn't touched the washing today. And I know Roo and Mr Stewart have been too busy mowing the lawn. Maybe one of the guests like's our taste in undies. No biggie, I'll take you boys shopping in the morning." *** Although Zac had offered to take the boys shopping he actually hated shopping, and was overwhelmed by the numerous choices available. "You boys find what you need, I'm just going to grab a coffee." "What about these?" VJ asked Spencer, showing him a pair of Superman jocks. Or in VJ's case, the 'S' was for Super Stud. "I'm hard just picturing you in them." VJ rubbed Spencer's crotch. Yep, hard indeed. "I can't decide..." VJ said, randomly grabbing an assortment off the rack as he winked at Spencer and headed for the fitting room. Spencer followed him, quickly grabbing a random pair of expensive jocks as the store manager watched them suspiciously... *** "How do I look?" VJ said, admiring himself in the mirror. "Fucking hot. If you don't win Mr Grouper in those there's something seriously wrong." Spencer replied quietly. "Mmmmmmmm you're pretty damn hot yourself." VJ said, rubbing Spencer's raging boner. "Nice fabric." "Yeah, it feel's amazing against my cock." Spencer said. "Probably why they're so pricey." VJ and Spencer then kissed as they pulled off their underwear. VJ picked up the pair Spencer tried on and wrapped them around Spencer's cock and jerked him off. "Dude, you can't that!" Spencer whispered. But VJ ignored him, continuing to jerk Spencer's cock wrapped in the soft, luxurious material... *** "Are the boys trying on something?" Zac asked the manager as he returned with his coffee. "Yes." the manager replied. "You their father?" "Father...guardian...same thing." Zac replied. "Hot. So you looking for something for yourself too?" the manager asked Zac. "Not today. I was going to, but yeah...not in the mood." "Yes shopping can be daunting for some guys. But I'll help you." "Thanks...." Zac looked at the manager's name badge. "Thanks Topher." "My pleasure. So tell me a bit about what you like. Are you a boxers or briefs man?" "Briefs." "Nice. If you don't mind, would you care to show me what you're currently wearing. Just so I can get an idea..." Zac undid his shorts, revealing his black jocks." "Fitted, but not too tight." Topher said as he ran his hand over Zac's bulge." "I suppose you need to see this too." Zac grinned as he pulled out his hardening cock. "Ive got just the thing for you." Topher said as he led Zac towards the fitting room. "I bet you do." Zac was keen to make the shopping trip worthwhile. "You boys ok in there?" Topher called out as he passed the occupied cubicle. 2 boys...only 1 cubicle being used...a stack of underwear...it definitely wasn't innocent. Before either replied, Topher pulled back the curtain just in time to see Spencer cumming all over the jocks. "You'll have to pay for those!" Topher said, shocked but turned on. "Don't worry, I'll cover the cost." Zac said. "Here's what's going to happen..." Topher said. "Your hot daddy is going to fuck me while you two brats suck my cock!" *** Back at home: "Perfect timing." Spencer said as Oscar, fresh from a shower, walked into the bedroom in just his towel. "We got you a little something from the shops today." VJ handed Oscar a bag, as Oscar pulled out a pair of brightly printed jocks. "Thanks." "They'll go with those crazy shirts you wear!" Spencer teased as Oscar rolled his eyes. "Go on, try them on!" VJ said. "How are they?" Spencer asked Oscar as he tried them on. "Nice." "I agree." Spencer said as he and VJ kissed Oscar and rubbed his sexy body. Although they all shared a bedroom VJ and Spencer hadn't given Oscar much love - they were always off doing their own thing while Oscar lived in the library, constantly studying. As quickly as they'd asked Oscar to try on his new jocks they had them off him again as they sucked him... *** "I can't believe we pulled that off!" Hunter said as he and Trey kissed crazily. "Which part hot stuff?" Trey panted. "All of it. Breaking out of jail...stealing underwear of Alf's clothesline in broad daylight..." **So you're probably wondering the point of VJ and Billie having a baby. Secrets have a way of coming out...Hunter has escaped jail...could his next act of revenge be kidnapping VJ's son?**