Date: Sun, 10 Jun 2007 22:46:18 -0400
From: Wana Max <wandamaxa@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hollyoaks

Hollyoaks belongs to Channel 4. My story is only a creation of my own, no
intent to horn in on these characters or the show itself.

Play safe, don't read this if you are not 18 or older, or if you don't want
to read about men having sex.

If you have any comments or ideas, please drop me an e-mail. I always want
to hear if I'm the only one who likes these characters.

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18 year old John Paul, JP for short, was in quite a bind. Only 6 months ago
he was closeted and had no one to love him. When he told his best mate,
Craig, he was in love with him, Craig responded by beating him up and
shunning him. JP later began to date a DJ named Spike, only for "straight"
Craig to seethe with jealousy and seduce JP. JP insisted he wasn't gay, and
this wasn't a real relationship, yet he couldn't leave JP alone, couldn't
stay out of JP's pants. JP kept trying to keep him away, since he was in a
good relationship with Spike, but Craig was so persuasive...

"Oh God, Craig..."

For a "straight" boy, Craig had quite a mouth on him. They were presently
in JP's room, the door shut, JP sitting in a chair, legs spread wide,
fingering his hole and playing with the small nipples on his smooth chest
while Craig expertly licked his shaft. Craig looked up at him as he took
more of JP's seven and a half inches into his warm mouth. Craig looking up
at him with such dirty, dark eyes. Craig, his pouty, sullen face, the dark
to JP's light. Spike called JP his angel. Craig called JP...for sex,
usually.

The sweat rolled down JP's back and onto the base of the hardback chair. He
licked a drop of perspiration from his beestung lips, swollen even further
by Craig's sharp bites against the tender mouth earlier that night. Craig
had shoved him against the wall, tongue shoved down his throat, JP letting
Craig make all the moves - Craig got whatever he wanted, there was no point
in fighting him. He watched Craig do a striptease from his sweater and
jeans to his undershirt and briefs to nothing at all, to his full naked
glory and stroking himself to his nine hard and fat inch cock. Craig had a
lean body, but not weak, not thin. He was surprisingly strong. JP knew what
those big hands could do, and had done, to him.

Back to present time, Craig alternately licked and bit the sensitive veins
down to the base of JP's cock. His hands seemed to be everywhere, but spent
most of their time tugging on JP's balls, pacing him, controlling his
pleasure as Craig controlled just about everything. Craig's large hardness
jabbed at JP's calf as Craig orally pleasured him. Craig's large brown eyes
pleaded with JP to let go, to give him his seed as a present, as a sign of
submission. With a whimper, JP did just that, his whole body going limp as
he channeled his essence into the semen filling Craig's mouth. Craig
carefully, slowly let his lips trail up JP's damp, satiated body before
tenderly cradling his lover, sharing his lover's semen in a soft kiss. This
was where Craig hooked JP every time, by showing such tenderness when JP
least expected it.

Craig then led JP onto the bed, throwing JP's legs over his surprisingly
powerful shoulders. For a "straight" boy, Craig was incredibly talented at
eating ass. Just as JP was about to writhe into a state of permanent
tormented bliss from the rim job, Craig began to insert his throbbing
erection inside JP's hole. The first few times they'd had sex, Craig kept
JP on his stomach, always taking him like a dog, or with his stomach flat
against the sheet. Now Craig kept him on his back. Craig never said why,
but JP realized it was because Craig wanted to see his face when Craig came
inside him.

The thrust went from gentle to sharper and more violent with each passing
moment. JP was used to a slower pace from Spike, the man who had taken his
virginity, and he cherished that loving manner. There was something
dangerous about Craig, something he needed. Something he couldn't live
without. He wanted them both. He just hoped that could keep going.

Unfortunately, that was about to end. Spike, unbeknownst to JP, had dropped
in to see him. He opened the door, just a crack, to find Craig fucking JP
senseless. Furious, he almost burst in to save JP, before he realized this
was no assault. JP wanted it, and more. Spike was heartbroken. He left
without anyone seeing him. He wondered what he would do next.