Date: Thu, 6 Jan 2011 16:07:24 +0000
From: Mike McKenzie <eroticemmerdale@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Hollyoaks Hotties Part 3

After his steamy encounter with Bart McQueen, Carl Costello's hunger for
young boy flesh was becoming insatiable. He'd been so busy lately and had
family problems to contend with which meant he'd not had time to scout
around the village to see who he could seduce next. Tonight was different,
he was horny as fuck and top of his priority list was to fuck the arse off
a new conquest. Walking across to Chez Chez nightclub he adjusted his
growing package as he clocked some of the hot lads hanging around outside,
this was going to be easy he confidently thought.

Strutting up the stairs, his tight firm arse bouncing in his jeans, Carl
surveyed the room and decided to get himself a drink before approaching
someone who took his fancy. Just as he was about to order, he spotted
something interesting out of the corner of his eye – nightclub owner
Brendan was leading his employee Ste into the office and it looked as
though they were holding hands. Carl was instantly intrigued, could there
be something going on there? Ste was gorgeous and slim, just Carl's type,
whereas Brendan was lean and strangely attractive even with the 70s
pornstar moustache. Carl decided not to waste any more time pondering and
just go for it, his boner was almost at full mast in the confines of his
jeans.

Carl inconspicuously walked to the office and listened against the closed
door. He had difficulty hearing over the pounding club music but he was
sure he could hear a soft moan... he thought about it, if he went in and
nothing was going on he'd just pretend he thought it was the toilet, and if
something was going on he'd join right in. Luckily for Carl, the latter was
true. He pushed the door open and slipped inside, instantly coming face to
face with a naked Brendan and Ste. Ste was on all fours on the office desk
with Brendan's face buried between his arse cheeks, lapping at his sweet
hole. Time stood still for a few seconds as the three men exchanged
surprised glances before Brendan pulled off Ste's cunt and jumped to his
feet, his long cock and juicy balls bouncing as he leapt toward Carl,
pinning him against the wall.

"Get the fuck OUT!" he snarled, but Carl knew he had the upper hand so he
gripped Brendan's steely shaft and began wanking it, watching as Brendan's
mouth hung open and a moan slipped out.

"Should've locked the door Brendan... now this means I either join in or I
invite the rest of the club in here to see what you two get up to" Carl
whispered, still fondling Brendan's leaking cock.

Knowing there was no choice, Brendan released his grip on Carl and walked
back over to Ste who was excitedly trembling on the desk, still assuming
the position.

"Brendan, this is so excitin'..." he began to mutter, but Brendan slapped
him hard across the face and slammed his 8 inch tool down Ste's throat,
causing him to gag and shed a few tears in shock. Carl unzipped his jeans
and finally let his hot throbbing dick free, not knowing where to
start. Brendan stared at him, licking his lips.

"Have a go on his cunt" he groaned, as Ste sucked him with all his energy.

Carl didn't needed asking twice and knelt between Ste's legs, sniffing
around his supple cheeks and exploring his tight little twat with his thick
fingers. Ste began to press back to meet Carl's probing, begging Carl to
play with his arse. Carl started to replace his fingers with his tongue,
carrying on from where Brendan had left off. Ste's hole was loosening up
nicely, it was obvious Brendan had his cock up there on a regular basis and
Carl could taste a trace of cum probably from earlier that day. It made
Carl's cock leak a dollop of precum on the office floor.

Not being able to stand it any longer, Carl needed to put his big nob in
something right now before he died of anticipation. Ste was still being
throat-fucked by Brendan and both of them were in their own romantic world,
gazing into each other's eyes. Carl didn't mind, he focused on Ste's arse
and climbed on the desk holding onto Ste's hips. Mounting him, he pressed
the head of his angry cock against Ste's puckered hole which automatically
began to suck it in. Carl moaned as he entered, feeling the velvet insides
of this firm young stud accept his cock and milk it softly. Carl eased in
inch after inch until he was balls deep in Ste – a feeling that was like
nothing else on earth. Brendan looked up at Carl, realising what had
happened and grinned.

"What an arse huh?" he smirked, knowing the ecstasy Carl would now be
feeling as he started to thrust in and out.

Ste was a natural born bottom and knew how to work his hole to milk the men
that plugged it. Brendan felt himself getting close to orgasm but didn't
want to cum yet, this was too good to be over. He reluctantly pulled
himself out of Ste's saliva filled mouth and strolled round the back of
Carl Costello. Carl was still wearing his t-shirt and jeans, not even
bothering to get undressed he'd been that eager to fuck Ste. Knowing what
he wanted to do, Brendan picked up a letter opener from the desk and
slashed the back of Carl's thrusting backside, tearing the jeans enough for
him to dig his hands in and tear open the denim. Carl had gone commando so
straight away his bare gorgeous arse was in view and Brendan marvelled at
the sight of his hairy crack thrusting in front of his face. Brendan wasted
no time and rammed his thick middle finger up Carl's sweaty arsehole. Carl
grunted and turned back to Brendan as he continued to ram a delirious Ste.

"Not many people get the pleasure, but seeing as I'm a bit busy then go for
it mate" he said to Brendan with a sheer lust in his eyes.

Brendan bit his bottom lip as he felt Carl's chute contract around his
fingers, he pulled out and brought them to his face sniffing the heady
scent of sweat and man, sucking the arse juice off his fingers and moaning
at the taste. Brendan had to have more and he kept digging two fingers in,
plucking them out, sucking them and repeating this for a few minutes. He
eventually threw himself against Carl face-first, slurping and tonguing
frantically at the gorgeous pink cunt that was tight as a virgin's. The
hairs tickled his cheeks and he massaged the underside of Carl's cock as it
pounded into Ste's cunt, Brendan loved the feeling of Carl's thick bone
slipping into that tunnel, he decided to join it and slipped a finger in to
meet Carl's thrusts. Ste felt it immediately and moaned loudly.

"Fuck Brendan, that's it, slip some more in, I need more in my hole... oh
fuck, god I love you Brendan, I love you for allowin' this to happen, this
is such a good fuck!" Ste cried, gasping intensely at the pleasure he felt.

Ignoring Ste's plea, Brendan decided to get a bit rougher and walked back
round to Ste's beautiful face which was now a bright shade of pink and
contorting in joy. Brendan positioned his face only centimetres from Ste's.

"A good fuck huh? Better than me Steven?" he snarled, gripping Ste's jaw.

"N.. no" Ste gasped, suddenly worried that Brendan was going to become
nasty.

"You sure? Seems like you might have forgotten just how much of a man I am
and how much I can make you a screaming submissive little cockhound pussy!"
Brendan continued.

He lunged forward and smacked his mouth against Ste's, rolling his tongue
around his younger lover's mouth, licking the sexy lips, his perfect teeth,
really frenching him like his life depended on it. Brendan loved Ste so
intensely but he dared not ever show it, there always had to be a touch of
malice. Releasing his mouth and falling back on the floor, both men gasped
like they'd just run a marathon, looking at each other with the hungriest
lust known to man. At that moment, Carl pressed his torso against Ste's
back and bit into his shoulder to stop himself from screaming, sending
copious amounts of boiling cum straight up Ste's hungry twat. Ste moaned in
ecstasy as he felt the eruption, his hole spasming against the turgid prick
buried inside. Brendan watched mesmerised, watching Ste be taken like this
was a new experience and one he hoped they could repeat.

Breathlessly, Carl dismounted the young barman and sat in the office chair,
spent and content. Ste stayed exactly where he was, on all fours with
Costello cum dripping from his used hole.

"My turn now" Brendan ordered. Nobody argued.

Ste's knees and hands hurt like hell, but he didn't care because he was
getting his boyfriend's amazing cock up his pussy and that was priceless to
him. Brendan flipped Ste over so he was on his back and leant over him,
softly kissing his neck and face before moving down to his nipples. At the
same time he was gently fingering Ste to sooth his sexy bum ready for the
next session, Ste closed his eyes and melted at Brendan's touch while Carl
sat watching, fondling his softening prick. Brendan moved down to Ste's own
dick, which was completely stiff and begging for release – he gave it a
few soft licks and sucks, not wanting to cause orgasm yet before moving
down to Ste's perineum, kissing and sucking at the hard mound before
lapping at Carl's tasty spunk that pooled out of Ste's tightened hole. Ste
was trembling with the pleasure, desperate to feel Brendan inside him.

His wish was immediately granted, as Brendan slipped his large thick weapon
into Ste causing him to smile and moan in satisfaction. The itch was
scratched and although Carl's fuck had been awesome, Brendan, his lover,
made him feel incredibly special and horny.  As Brendan began to powerfully
ram Ste, he leaned over and they began to kiss again, sparks flying between
them and Brendan's cock creating a bond that grew stronger every time they
fucked. They weren't just fucking though, they were making love. Ste
wrapped his legs around Brendan's waist and buried his heels into his
boyfriend's ass and wrapped his arms around his neck as they snogged like
the rest of the world didn't exist while they bucked back and forth,
feeling sheer sensations of electric pleasure.

Neither man could last much longer as they panted into each other's mouths
Ste and Brendan came simultaneously with immense force, Brendan shooting
his steaming load into Ste's willing cunt and mixing it with Carl's already
huge load while Ste's prick rubbing against Brendan's hard stomach erupted
between them coating them in his sweet young load. They both collapsed into
each other's arms, still kissing and caressing each other's faces. Carl
Costello cleared his throat intentionally – they'd been so focused on
their lovemaking they'd forgotten they had company.

"Hot show lads, you two are made for each other" Carl smiled, "but I think
it's time for me to head home. Let's not make this a one off yeah? Oh and
I'm taking your jeans by the way Brendan, seeing as you destroyed mine in
your sex crazed state!" Carl chuckled, zipping himself up and stepping
toward the door. He gave the two men a wry smile as he opened the office
door slightly and slipped outside as if none of it had happened. Brendan
and Ste looked at each other and started to laugh, amazed by just how good
that impromptu session had just turned out to be. Though their laughter was
cut short as the office door once again flew open and a new visitor stepped
inside.

"Should've locked the door Brendan" gulped Ste, as the three men in the
room stared at each other in silence.