Date: Sat, 8 Aug 2009 21:53:31 +0100
From: Craig Jackson <craiginboxers@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Hunks of Coronation Street Part Three

DISCLAIMER: Coronation Street is the property of Granada and ITV. This is
just a story and has no bearing on the lives of the actors who play the
characters. It does not represent real events.

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chat about the characters, or suggestions for future instalments, please
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As the lads all stand at the side of the pool in their dripping wet kits,
David is no longer the only one with a boner. Gary's cock is also rock
solid in his wet Man City shorts and the other lads' cocks are also
starting to stir.

'First things first,' says Peter. 'As me and Liam organised this for your,
you can show us your appreciation by teasing our pricks with your tongues
Dave. Then, as this is all for you, I reckon we should let you tell us all
want you want Platt.'

'Just to be clear David,' adds Jamie. 'All of us are 100 per cent straight
ok. However, as we're all horny fuckers, we're all drunk and we're all on
holiday so we thought this could be a right laugh - plus we wanted to give
you a Birthday treat to remember. But if you breathe one word to anyone
back home, you're dead, ok?'

'Yeah sound boys,' says David. 'I can't even begin to explain how happy I
am!'

'Nice one!' says Jamie, slapping David's ass hard.

David nervously walks over to Peter and Liam.

'Thank you so much for organising this you two,' he says, placing a kiss on
both of their lips and then running one hand down each of their chests -
both of which are covered in a rug of fur - and toned bellys, stroking down
their treasure trails on their stomachs, till he reaches their shorts. He
then uses his two hands to fondle both of their wet shorts till they are
both groaning with pleasure. Soon Liam and Peter's shorts are bulging like
mad so David pulls both pairs of shorts down at the same time.

All of the lads stare at the pair of cocks now on view, dumbfounded.

'Fucking hell,' says Warren. 'That's incredible.'

'I don't believe it,' says Peter to Liam, 'it is pretty incredible, both of
our cocks are identical mate!'

'Not only that,' adds Warren, 'but they're the biggest dicks I've ever
seen.

All the other lads nod in agreement and awe.

Liam and Peter are standing next to each other and as they have said, their
pricks are almost identical. Both are uncut, and about 10 inches fully
hard, both are fat and both lads have big balls. Both lads also have really
thick bushy black pubes. It would be impossible to tell the two dicks
apart.

Gary, who none of the lads except for David realise is bisexual, is really
turned on by their two cocks and puts his hand down his shorts and starts
playing with his own cock. Adam notices him doing this and starts to do the
same himself.

David gets down on his knees and takes it in turns to lick both Liam and
Peters cocks and balls.

'Which one you gonna try and swallow first?' asks Peter.

'I don't reckon I could manage either,' says David. 'They are way too big
lads.'

'Don't be such a fucking ungrateful twat,' says Liam in his filthy Manc
twang. 'We organised this for you, so don't be such a pussy.'

With that, Liam grabs David's head and puts it onto his own cock, until he
has nearly half in his mouth.

David pulls away gagging and dribbling precum down his chin, then starts to
suck it again, soon managing to take the whole thing in his gob.

'There's a good lad,' mocks Liam.

David then moves onto Peter and does the same with him and alternates
between the two cocks for a few minutes.

Peter then spots Gary and Adam playing with themselves in their shorts and
says: 'I see those two couldn't wait to wank! If any of you lads feel the
urge, why don't you do stuff among yourselves, while you wait for your turn
with Platt.'

Gary doesn't need telling twice and shoves a hand into Adams shorts and
starts groping his cock.

'Fuck,' says the Scottish stud. 'You're keen Windass!'

'Yeah mate, just really horny, you know'.

'Sure you're not gay?' responds Adam, menacingly.

'Course not,' says Gary.

'Right,' says Peter. 'If me and Liam ain't careful we're both gonna end up
cumming down Platt's gob and I'd rather hold off till later, so Dave can
stop sucking us both now.

'As it's Dave's night I reckon he should take some control. Now from that
porn we caught you with Platt, I take it you like giving and receiving a
good rimming. As we're all straight, none of us are gonna be that keen on
doing things like rimming and giving blow jobs, but for one night only,
these lads have no choice, they do what you say.

'So I want you to pick one lad to rim you, one lad who you want to rim and
another lad who you and the other lad will take turns to snog in between
rimming, making them taste the ass.'

'Fucking awesome,' says Dave. 'I'd love to rim Warren, because ever since I
saw him pull a moony on a night out a couple of years ago I've been
mesmerized by his arse - I bet it tastes great!

'I'd like Jason to rim me, just cos I know how much he won't want to do
it!'

'Fucking cunt,' says Jason. 'I really hate you, and I'm only doing this cos
I promised Peter ok.'

'And what about the lad to snog?' says Gary, quietly hoping David will
choose him.

'O yeah,' says David. 'Definitely Jamie, cos he has such amazingly lush
lips.'

Without waiting, Warren pulls his wet shorts round his ankles. His 7 and a
half inch uncut cock springs outwards - it looks even bigger than it is
because his blond pubes have been trimmed short.

'Come on then Platt,' says Warren 'I've never been rimmed before!'

David gets down on his knees, mesmerized by Warren's perfect bum, and pulls
his own shorts down. Without any build up, David dives straight in and
starts to rim Warren's tight ass, that is both toned and covered in thick
blond hair.

'Holy fuck mate,' shouts Warren, 'don't ever stop, please! That's fucking
amazing!'

'Oi, Jason,' shouts Peter. 'Aren't you supposed to be licking out David's
tight smooth hole?'

'Ok, ok,' says Jason, lying on the grass next to where David is crouched
down. He tentatively licks David's ass cheeks, slowly moving his tongue
towards David's hole. Slowly, he sticks his tongue into the hole, then
pulls it straight out, spitting on the grass. He tries again and this time
leaves his tongue inside, and starts to lick.

David's hole is so tight that Jason has trouble getting his tongue deep,
but the more furiously he licks the deeper he gets.

'Fucking hell that's amazing Jase,' pants David, who is on all fours,
before diving back into Warrens hole.

Warren's cock is now standing out firm for all to see, as his ass is being
rimmed.

'All I need now is or one of yous to suck my prick and I'll be sorted,'
laughs Warren.

'Fuck it, why not ay?' says Peter, getting on his knees and starting to
suck off Warren. Peter would never admit it but he gave a few blowjobs when
he was in the navy, in exchange for cigarettes, so has no trouble
swallowing all of Warren's meat. Warren is soon shuddering in pleasure, his
hands running through Peter's thick black hair.

'This is shit,' moans Gary, who is getting jealous of the attention that
the other lads are getting.

Liam walks over to Gary and Adam, the only lads not currently involved in
the rim fest, and says 'I'm sure us three can find something to do, can't
we?'

'I wanna have a go at rimming someone,' blurts out Gary, before realizing
what he has said. He suddenly panics that his secret of being bi could be
exposed.

'I know you're a stupid chav, but are you sure you're not fucking gay?'
says Adam, laughing.

'Na man, says Gary, blushing, just thought it would be fun to try it out.

'Yeah right, queer boy,' says Adam nastily.

'Right,' says Liam. 'Lie down on your back on the grass Windass,' demands
Liam.

'Gary does as he is told.

Without warning, Liam pulls off his own wet shorts, making his thick fat 10
inch beast spring up against his stomach. Without warning, Liam crouches
down and sits on Gary's face, as he is lying on the grass.

Gary is mesmerized by the sweaty ass, covered in thick black hair, that is
in his face. He sniffs and takes in the scent of it, it is an overpowering,
musky and horny smell, then gets to work rimming Liam.

'Right, Adam,' says Liam. 'You were bang out of order to Gary then, so you
can make it up to him by sucking his cock, while he's rimming me.'

'No way,' says Adam.

Peter then takes a moment out from sucking on Warrens cock. He strides over
to Adam, his massive dick bilging in the front of his wet Chelsea
shorts. He pushes Adam against a wall, his cock digging into the Scottish
lad's leg.

''Listen to me very carefully you little Scottish prick,' says Peter. 'Me
and Liam are in charge here and what we say goes. You don't like that, you
leave now, otherwise you do as he says. With that, he fills his mouth with
saliva and spits straight into Adam's face.'

Peter strides back over and carries on sucking off Warren.

Adam sheepishly wipes the spit off his face, gets on the floor and pulls
Gary's shorts down and starts to suck his meat.

'Time for Jamie's snogs I reckon,' says Liam, who is still sitting on
Gary's face. 'To make things more fun, I reckon he should snog all of us
actually.'

'Me first,' says Dave, pulling his tongue out of Warren's ass. Jamie
crouches down and roughly snogs David for a good five minutes. Then he
moves over to Jason.

The young builder is like a man possessed, from rimming David. He can't
believe how much he is enjoying it and has discovered a filthy new side to
himself he never knew existed. When he pulls his tongue out of David's ass,
he grabs Jamie, overcome with hornyness, pulls him to the floor in a
passionate embrace and the pair proceed to roll around on the grass
snogging and groping each other for ten minutes - passing their saliva back
and forth.

Finally they stop snogging and Jamie stands up. His hard cock can barely be
contained in David's tight Liverpool shorts.

'All I can taste in my mouth is lads asses,' says Jamie. 'And I'm surprised
to say I fucking love it!'

'Well come and get some more, says Liam, getting off Gary.

Gary stands up and puts his hands round Jamies neck and starts to roughly
snog him. Gary puts a hand down the back of Jamie's shorts while they kiss
and lets a finger wonder inside his ass.

After a few minutes Jamie pulls away and snogs each of the other lads in
turn.

'These kisses have been amazing like,' he says. 'But I need some proper
action soon.'

'Yeah says Peter, you're right. But first I reckon we should see whether
David has any fetishes he wants carried out?

'Really?' asks David.

'Yeah, of course!' says Liam.

'Well,' says David. I do have this thing where I get really turned on by
watching lads wrestle in the mud. That grass over there is quite
muddy. And, I know you'll all probably say no, because you all love your
kits, but I find it even more of a turn on if the lads rip each others kit
off while they wrestle.'

'Well,' says Liam. 'Which lads would you want to watch wrestle and we can
see if they are up for it?'

'Um,' says David. 'Well to be honest I'd find it amazing to watch Gary and
Adam, because I know how much they hate each other, as we all got a glimpse
of from their argument before. So I know that the anger and therefore
passion would be real. Also, I know they are both competitive lads so will
be desperate to win. Also, they are both in white shorts and it would be
amazing to see those get caked in mud then ripped.'

'So, what do you say boys?

Adam stands fuming. 'I fucking love this kit mate and it cost me a
bomb. But I ain't turning down the chance to show everyone what a jumped up
twat Windass is.'

'That's fighting talk!' says Liam, 'what about you Gary.'

'I love me kit too, but I'm too horny to care. So bring it on you Scottish
prick.'

Everyone goes round to the side of the villa where there is a big field,
that is full of muddy puddles.

 They all stand round in a circle, surrounding Adam and Gary.

Gary is in his Manchester City kit - light blue footy shirt and white
shorts, while Adam is in his England kit - red shirt, white shorts. Both
lads have taken off their shoes and socks so they are barefoot.

'The loser is the first lad to end up totally naked and pinned down for ten
seconds,' says Peter.

The lads step forward.

Gary walks right up to Adam, so that there faces are pressed against each
other.

'You are a fucking tosser,' says Gary, filling his mouth with spit and then
spraying it in Adams face.

'I can't believe you just did that,' says Adam, 'you are fucking dead.

He pushes Gary onto the floor and then dives on him.

Gary flips Adam onto his front and shoves his face in the mud then rubs
loads of mud into Adams thick black hair. He manages to get a finger nail
into Adam's England shirt and starts to tear it down the side.

Adam flips out and with all his strength he pins Gary down on his back. He
spits into Garys face and with all his force tears the front of Gary's man
City shirt open. Both of the lads boners are pushed against each other
hard.

The lads roll around in the mud wrestling and both rip at each others
shirts. Soon they are both topless. Both have smooth chests but thick
treasure trails of hair leading down to their pubes. Sweat and mud are
rolling down both of their bodies as they fight.

Both lads are now only wearing their white footy shorts that are caked in
mud and both have massive boners inside their shorts.

After a bit more rolling around, Gary has Adam pinned down. Adam has both
his hands above him, so Gary uses the opportunity to hold Adam down by
grabbing both of his pits.

Adam lets out a loud grunt of pleasure.

'What's wrong? asks Gary, not loosening his grip on the Scottish lads
pits. 'Get off my pits, says Adam 'For some reason they are the one part of
my body that I got wild with hornyness when someone touches them.'

'Oh yeah?' asks Gary, before proceeding to softly stoke, sniff and then
lick Adams hairy sweaty pits.

For a minute, Adam is lost in the moment and closes his eyes in sheer
pleasure, so Gary uses the opportunity to tear a massive hole in the front
of Adam's shorts, revealing his thick black bush, 7 inch thin cock and
massive balls.

'You fucker' says Adam, snapping out of his horny moment and starting to
wrestle again.

He manages to pin Gary down and then, filled with rage, starts using his
teeth to bite Gary's muddy shorts, soon ripping them open at the front,
revealing his 8 and a half inch cock and thick ginger pubes. Now both lads
have just the shreds of their shorts hanging off their arsses.

'Not long to go shouts Peter. 'Whoever rips those last shreds off wins!'

They roll about with all their might, both desperate to rip those final
shreds, then Adam somehow manages to pin Gary down on his stomach. With one
great rip he tears a hole in the back of Gary's shorts, revealing his meaty
and hairy arse, and then manages to rip the remains of the shorts off. He
sticks two fingers deep up Gary's ass as a cheeky act of defiance and then
pulls them out and licks them, standing up, with the remnants of Gary's
shorts in his hand.

'I won!' He shouts 'I beat the fucker.

Gary stands up.

'I'm fucking pissed off I lost,' he says, 'but I've gotta say lads, that
was the hornyiest thing I've ever done in my life. As he stands naked, his
cock confirms that point, by standing firm, caked in mud. Gary runs a hand
through his muddy ginger pubes and squeezes his cock, then grabs Adam for a
muddy hug and the pair share a passionate snog.

'As you won, do you fancy fucking me senseless, to show me what a tough lad
you are?' Gary cheekily whispers into Adam's ear.

'Seriously?' Adam whispers back.

'You bet mate,' says Gary. 'You deserve it after beating me.'

Adam doesn't need telling twice and throws Gary onto the dirty ground
before ploughing his cock deep into Gary's ass in front of all the other
lads. He proceeds to fuck Gary senseless, while all the other lads stand
round watching in a circle.

'Who's next up then, ay?' asks Peter......

 MEANWHILE BACK ON THE STREET

Daryl Morton stood behind the counter of the kebab shop, fed up and
bored. His mood got even worse as he thought about all the fun that his
mates must be having in Spain without him.

Graeme Proctor - probably his only mate not on holiday - then came into the
shop for some chips, singing at the top of his voice.

'What you got to be so fucking happy about?' asked Daryl.

'Well,' says Graeme, smirking, 'last night I had the most incredible sex of
my life mate, but don't ask me who with, because it's top secret!'

'You little fucker,' says Daryl. 'Just when I thought I couldn't get any
more miserable. Since me and Amber broke up last month I ain't even had any
cock play, let alone a fuck.'

Graeme laughs his head off: 'I guess I'm just a sex god!,' he says, heading
off and leaving Daryl alone.

Daryl gives his cock a squeeze in his jeans, jealous of his mate.

Just at that moment, someone walks into the shop who he hasn't seen for a
number of months - Liam Connor's cousin Tom.

'You alright mate?' says Daryl. 'What you doing back on the street, I
thought you'd escaped?'

''Hey buddy,' says Tom. 'I'm sound thanks, just thought I'd come and
surprise my cus and take him on a night out, but I've been knocking on his
door and calling him for ages but there's no answer.'

'Ah, you may have a problem there,' says Daryl. 'Him and all the other boys
have gone to Liam's mate's gaf in Spain for a few weeks Just me left here
'cos I couldn't fucking afford it. I'm well fucking miserable'

'Shit, says Tom. 'I've just driven all the way down here to surprise him as
well. I can't fuckin believe that mate.'

He leaves the kebab shop in a huff, slamming the door hard.

A few hours later, Daryl is packing up things at the shop and getting ready
to close for the day, when Tom arrives again, smiling.

'Guess what?' says Tom. 'I booked a flight to Spain and I'm heading out to
join the lads later tonight!'

'Great,' says Daryl. 'Do you want me to be happy for you or something?'

'Well,' says Tom. 'I thought you seemed pretty miserable earlier mate, so
I've booked you a ticket too - you can pay be back when you can afford
it. And I've arranged cover for the kebab shop. So all you need to do is go
and pack a bag and then we're heading to the airport in half an hour.'

A massive smile appears on Daryl' face and he hugs Tom, kissing him on the
forehead.

'You, are a fucking legend mate,' he says. 'I owe you big time!'

An hour later, Daryl and Tom are at the airport where they are told that
their flight has been cancelled because of fog and won't be going until the
morning. They have checked into a hotel at Manchester Airport for the night
but because it was busy could only get one with a double bed. They've
decided to kick their holiday off in style, so have taken a load of beers
and a bottle of vodka up to their room.

It isn't long before both of the lads are wasted. Messing about, Tom sprays
a can of beer over Daryl, soaking his tshirt and jeans. Laughing hard,
Daryl calls Tom a wanker before whipping his tshirt and jeans off. He sits
back on the bed in only a pair of tight grey boxers.

Tom is secretly bisexual - something nobody knows except his cousin Liam -
and he has always had a secret crush on Darly, mainly because he behaves
like such a cheeky chappy and he has such a cute face. Tom also loves
Dary;'s messy hairdo. He is transfixed by Daryls tonned chest that is
totally smooth except for his cute treasure trail. Although he fancied him,
he had never imaged Daryl would have such a fit tonned body. Because Tom is
drunk he stares harder than he should be, although Daryl doesn't notice.

The conversation soon turns to sex with both lads complaining that they
haven't had any for ages and talking about how horny they both are all of
the time.

Daryl puts his hand inside his boxers, playing with his cock.

'Mate I better get some action during this holiday, I'm gagging for it so
badly I'd fuck anything,' says Daryl laughing, his cock now semi hard from
playing with it and all the talk about sex.

Overcome by hornyness and alcohol, Tom then leans forward and places a firm
kiss on Daryl's lips.

Daryl shoves Tom hard so that he falls onto the floor and jumps up.

'What the fuck do you think you are doing man? I ain't fucking gay and I
ain't that fucking desperate,' says Daryl.

With that, he gets a mouthful of saliva and spits it into Tom's face.

'I'm so sorry,' says Tom, rubbing the spit onto his arm. 'Please don't tell
anyone but I'm bisexual and I kinda fancy you and when you said..... look
please just forget it mate, I'm so sorry.'

'I'm going for a piss then I'm going to bed,' says Daryl, heading into the
bathroom.

Tom strips to his tight black ck boxers and gets into bed.

Daryl sits in the bathroom for about ten minutes thinking. Then he comes
back into the bedroom and gets under the covers in bed with Tom.

'Right,' says Daryl. 'I've been thinking and I've got an idea. I'm totally
straight and ain't into cock in any way shape or form.

'However I'm a 20 year old lad who is always horny, and most importantly,
I'm completely skint and your minted.

'So I was thinking.... If you want to pay for my holiday... and I mean,
everything, meals, drinks the lot. Then I could be whatever you want me to
be for the whole trip - your boyfriend, your bitch, your fuck buddy,
whatever man'.

'Is this some kind of sick joke,' says Tom.

'Na mate, I'm deadly serious.'

'You sound like some kind of prostitute, laughs Tom, who by now is totally
hard under the covers.

'Yeah well, needs must,' laughs Daryl, flashing his trademark cheeky
grin. He gropes Tom's tenting boxers under the covers. 'Looks like your
cock is up for it,' he laughs.

'I can't believe I'm considering paying for sex,' laughs Tom. 'But I'm so
horny right now and I fancy you so much.' He starts stroking Daryl's chest,
but the young scally jumps out of the bed.

'No touching, until we have a deal. So, what's it to be Tom?'...

To be continued.....

In the next installment:

- What is Tom's decision?

- How does the orgie progress?

- How does David celebrate his actual Birthday?

- Let me know if there are any characters (current or past) that you would
like to arrive in the next installment and why.