Date: Sun, 15 Mar 2009 23:19:25 -0400
From: Wana Max <wandamaxa@hotmail.com>
Subject: Hollyoaks chapter 12

See the first chapter for disclaimers.

Sorry again for the story delays, if any of you are still reading the
story. This chapter is set in the more recent stories. If you have anything
to say, let me know.

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Justin Burton was walking back from the Loft when a strong hand grabbed him
by the neck and pushed his somewhat full but still handsome face against a
brick wall.

"Just stay away from them," the voice hissed.

Justin soon knew that his girlfriend Laila's brother, Ash, was holding him
in place.

"Who? Ant and Dec?" Justin smirked.

The voice grew angrier and those surprisingly soft fingers squeeze harder
against his neck.

"Laila and Hannah."

As Ash played the hard man, Justin, who was wearing his usual grey
sweatpants with nothing underneath, felt that Ash was a bit harder than he
seemed to be. Ash's very long, thick penis, trapped in suit trousers, was
nestled in the thin expanse between Justin's flimsy sweats and his fleshy
globes.

"Is there a reason for that?"

Justin could feel Ash's hot breath against his neck. He could also feel his
cock thickening, and he began to rub his burgeoning stiffness against the
brick, the thin cotton between brick and flesh producing a nice friction.

"Cause you're scum."

Justin chuckled. His laugh was so dirty and tended to bring out the basest
emotions in people.

"That the real reason? Cause I thought maybe you wanted me for yourself."

Impulsively, he grabbed the enormous bulge which was driving him mad as it
unwittingly humped his back end.

Ash gasped, but he was too stunned to move away. Justin seized his
opportunity, lowering the zip and pulling out an astonishingly large, uncut
tool. He slipped the foreskin back, Ash shivering as his sensitive pink
head was exposed to the cold weather.

With his free hand, Justin pushed his sweats down, exposing his creamy
bubble butt to a still agog Ash.

"I-I...we don't have any preparation..."

Justin smirked into the arm propped against the brick.

"Just slide it up and down my crack. Should be enough to get us both off."

Ash stammered out a response.

"Anyone can see..."

Justin laughed.

"That's what gets our rocks off. C'mon. Be a man."

Ash's doubts only seemed to make his cock more sure of what to do. He
couldn't say no now even he wanted to. He began to slide his flesh sword up
and town Justin's crack, the precum glistening against the light blonde
hair lining his experienced hole.

Justin fished his fat cock out and began masturbating, knowing he wouldn't
need much to get off.

"Oh God...I hear voices...I...ohhhh...."

Soon, Ash had spilled his load near Justin's entrance. When Justin turned
around, cum leaking down his beefy thighs, Ash was flustered, humiliated,
but still turned on as as hell. He was a gorgeous man who had never looked
more out of control. Justin wanted to rip that suit off and lick him all
night long, but knew that was for another time.

"Thanks for the talk," Justin winked, watching Ash hurriedly zip his fly
around his still half-erect beast and flee.

Justin quickly pulled his sweats off, knowing he'd be home soon and the big
stain at the back probably wouldn't be noticed.

As he strolled home, he felt a large hand squeeze his cheeks.

"Kris told me about you...what a naughty slut you are...guess he was
right."

Justin turned around, seeing a very horny Ravi, Ash's brother Ravi,
standing before him, leering like no tomorrow.

He pulled Ravi in for a hot kiss, wondering how he'd feel if he knew just
who the cum belonged to...