Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2015 22:15:14 +0200
From: jdawg69@email.com
Subject: Hating Hunter - Part 6

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.

Time alone to reflect was something Hunter had become used to; and was all
he could do as he laid in hospital.

His mind wandered back to better times, namely his day at the beach with
Zac. It was the first time they had some quality father/son bonding time
since Zac learned of his existence. In a tale Hunter could never retell, it
was also his first kiss and first sexual experience. Even growing up in the
city Hunter had been hated, and embarrassing or not, his own dad was going
to get the brunt of his pent-up teenage hormones if need be.

He recalled the magical moment Zac pulled him from the water as he faked
drowning to stall him from meeting Leah...the moment he made his move as
Zac performed CPR on him.

"Hunter! What are you doing?" Zac said, bewildered as his act of kindness
morphed into a loving kiss from his son.

"I..uh.." Hunter was unsure what to say. Maybe his plan wasn't such a good
idea.

"You're my son. I'm your father. We can't!"

"Are you? Are you *really* my dad? We're only taking mum' s word for it."

Hunter was smiling on the inside as he planted the seed of doubt. Not
knowing was hot; and Zac was suddenly transported back to his own teenage
years; deciding to flirt with danger as he gave in to Hunter (and his own
secret desires for the boy) and kissed him. But they were out in broad
daylight, so Zac led Hunter to a secluded area of the beach that had once
been his and VJ's meeting place.

The guys threw off their boardshorts and chucked them in a nice little pile
which Hunter rested his head on as he laid back awaiting Zac to slam him
with his hot 8" cock. Although he was a virgin Hunter's sex toy collection
had prepared him for this moment.

"Ohhhhhhhh...OHHHHHHHHH..." Hunter moaned in elated pleasure. Zac's salami
sliding through him was bliss.

"Ohhhhhh...yeah....fuckkkkkk..."

Zac moaned. Although he loved fucking VJ it was refreshing to drill a
different hole.

Sexual energy and the sun's warm rays charged the hunks as Zac gave and
Hunter received. Zac's fit, muscular body shielded Hunter's toned torso
from the light; his handsome, lightly bearded face shadowing Hunter's as
they kissed...

***

As Zac's baby gravy drained from his now deflowered hole, Hunter pushed Zac
off him. With Zac now flat on his back, Hunter took the opportunity to
return the favour, getting between Zac's legs as he threw them over his
shoulders and plunged into Zac's no-longer-forbidden territory.

"FUCK.....OHHHHHHH...." Hunter moaned as his tool finally trespassed the
bounds of a real ass...and a hot one at that. His flashjack suddenly paled
in comparison...

***

Unknown to the guys, VJ was watching from a distance; disgusted by what he
saw. Not because Zac and Hunter were supposedly father and son, but because
everything he feared and more was coming true.

>From the moment Hunter made the grand announcement he was Zac's son, VJ
knew he would try and break up the nice little family he, Zac and Leah had
become. And now here he was taking Zac from him personally, getting between
the secret fling they had going.

He briefly considered joining in, but refused to compete to keep what was
his. Hunter was nothing more than a common thief, be it people he loved or
the safe from the diner. Seeing the same thing unfold again later on with
Jett really fuelled VJ's hatred of Hunter...

***

Back in the present:

"Who's there?" Hunter said groggily as he heard someone enter his hospital
room and creep towards him.

"If that's you VJ that isn't funny, you know I can't see!" As to be
expected, Hunter's blindness made him fearful.

"Stop it! Tell me who you are!" Hunter moaned, unable to raise his voice as
he felt the mystery person pulling down his boxers and fondling his balls
as they jerked him off.

"Shhhhhhh..." The person said as they kissed Hunter. The voice was so soft
it was impossible to decipher who it belonged to. Although he wasn't bound,
blindfolded or gagged, it was still somewhat torturous not knowing who was
violating him.

He then felt a hot tongue running up his shaft and around his head before
being engulfed by a wet mouth that sucked him slow but hard.

Even if it was another revenge scheme, Hunter was hoping that it was VJ
playing with him. Despite the probability of it not going down well, he had
to tell VJ he was in love with him. But even if by some miracle VJ felt the
same, he wouldn't want a blind boyfriend. Perhaps it was karma for him
purposely preventing Jett from confessing his own love for VJ.

The mystery person wiped a tear from Hunter's eye as they kissed him
again. Hunter then felt his legs being pushed back as the person's sizeable
pole gently penetrated his ass; pushing into him inch by inch.

Hunter had no choice but to relax and enjoy the anonymous fucking as the
guy thrust into him harder and faster while he resumed jerking Hunter
off. It was a cold night in the lonely hospital room, but Hunter felt
bursts of warmth as his mystery fucker moaned lightly, exhaling his hot
breath over Hunter's body.

After a while it was mission accomplished; Hunter had served his purpose as
his horny intruder unleashed raging ropes of hot lava, making him all gooey
in da pooey.

The guy then pushed Hunter to eruption, jerking him until he uncontrollably
soaked himself in his own sperm.

The guy grinned as he laughed wickedly.

"Awwwww poor baby, have a bit of a wet dream did we?"

Hunter was taken aback as he heard the guy leave. Unfortunately it wasn't
VJ. But that voice...he recognised it but couldn't quite place it. Then
suddenly it hit him: Tank Snelgrove!

But why? Did VJ put him up to it?

The answer is no. Like Hunter, Tank was a psycho that liked to use people
and mess with their minds. Like his newfound cousin Evie, Hunter was an
easy target for sex. For sleazebag Tank it was fun to torture Hunter in his
condition...the same way he could make Evie do anything for him with the
added bonus of making Josh jealous in the process. But where Hunter was
concerned, Tank felt entitled...it was him that had rescued Hunter from the
spa...