Date: Mon, 27 Jul 2015 22:22:56 +0200
From: jdawg69@email.com
Subject: VJ Cums of Age - Part 26

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.

***This chapter is based on the rumour upcoming character Tank is Brax's
long lost son. The show confirmed it's false, but this is my story so my
rules lol***

VJ gave Tank a fowl look as the new bad boy in town sat beside him. VJ had
come to the grassy surroundings of the lighthouse to escape the shunning
the entire town was giving him - word had spread about his involvement with
James, and everyone blamed him for causing Alf's heart attack. Was there
nowhere else in the bay for Tank to hang out?!

"Hey..." Tank said, trying to break the ice. VJ ignored him. "Fine. Be like
that. You're just some faggoty slut anyway."

"Yeah? Well there's no way your Brax's son. He'd never have created a creep
like you!"

"Shut up! What would you know about my dad? About anything?"

"Heaps. I know so much about him I can even tell you how big his dick
was...how awesome it felt when he fucked me with it...how amazing his ass
felt when I fucked him back!"

Tank turned red with anger, grabbing VJ by the scruff of the neck as he
raised his fist, preparing to punch him.

Although VJ felt he had nothing else to lose, he didn't want his beautiful
face bashed up. Being the proud slut he was, he knew just how he was
getting out of this situation.

"I bet big cocks run in the family." VJ said, attempting to seduce Tank.

"Yeah, they do. Mine's probably bigger though." Tank replied in a brief
moment of weakness that quickly ended. "But that doesn't mean you and my
dad fucked. You're going to pay for talking shit about him like that!!"
Tank snarled as he pulled VJ to his feet and began dragging him forcefully
back towards the lighthouse.

Once inside, tank pulled a rope from his pocket and bound VJ's wrists
before trying them to a railing.

"Arrrrrrgh!" VJ let out a low scream as Tank rammed his dry, unlubricated
9" steel rod into him. VJ felt as if a stick of sandpaper had been shoved
up his ass; clearly Tank's intention as he punished the mouthy whore.

"Want me to stop?" Tank asked VJ tauntingly.

VJ shook his head. If he could handle 3 cocks in him he could endure
this. He wasn't about to give Tank the satisfaction of admitting defeat.

"I didn't think so." Tank snickered.

But then Tank stopped anyway; his cock feeling like it was getting rubbed
raw.

VJ sighed in relief as Tank torpedoed into him again, his tool now coated
in a thick layer of cool, soothing lube.

"May as well make the most of you, slut."

"Ohhhhhhhh.....oh fuck...." VJ moaned as Tank slammed into him hard and
fast; so much so that VJ was sure Tank was trying to force his cock up his
ass and out through his mouth. It was rough sex at its best; whether or not
Tank was Brax's son he shared Brax's animalism.

"Sounds like you're enjoying that too much, slut. Better do something about
that!" Tank said as he untied VJ from the railing and shoved him to his
knees.

Before VJ had a chance to catch his breath he felt Tank's pole plummeting
down his throat. Again, VJ felt as if the dominating jerk was was trying to
push his fucker so far down him it would come back out his ass again.

"That's it you little cock-sucking slut...suck it good...make me cum so
fucking much you choke!" Not that VJ had much choice as Tank aggressively
fed VJ his fat meat. VJ's face was red and hot as he worked hard to keep up
the pace; yet was so turned on by how good Tank tasted.

Tank didn't consider himself gay; and although he never met Brax he was
sure no father of his was gay either. However, his treatment of VJ was just
a cover for the wild desire he felt for his fellow outcast.

"Ohhhhhh....OHHHHHHHHH!!! Prepare to drown, slut!" Tank screamed in ecstasy
as his hot, creamy load flowed like a white chocolate fondue fountain,
smothering the sides of VJ's windpipe as it flowed down him continuously.

 VJ felt lucky he had enough experience to handle such a massive milkshake;
guzzling the juice like a pro. Tank really hadn't made him suffer *that*
much. Yet at the same time, VJ was spent; laying on the ground breathless.

"You don't think I'm finished with you yet, do you?" Tank laughed.

"Fuck, what else you gonna do to me?" VJ asked wearily.

Tank lifted VJ by the legs and bent him until his rock hard cock was merely
centimetres away from his mouth.

"You're gonna suck your own cock!" Tank replied, holding VJ in place as VJ
moved his head closer to his cock and began to self-suck. VJ didn't even
know he was capable of doing so; he scored so many other cocks he'd never
felt the need to try sucking himself.

"Hahahahahaha! You're even sluttier than everyone says!" Tank laughed. "You
like sucking your own cock?!"

VJ didn't dignify that with a response, but he was enjoying it. VJ loved
himself so much this was the ultimate worship. More than ever he knew why
everyone was so keen to suck him; finding out first hand just how great his
cock tasted.

"You better swallow your own load!" Tank ordered.

"Mmmmmmm...ommmmmmm...." VJ moaned as he self-sauced himself; his thick,
white hunk-honey flooding down his throat.

"Oh my god you actually did it." Tank said. "Man I wish I filmed that. I'd
love to post that shit online! Bet all the faggots in this shithole would
get off on it!"

***

Tank watched as VJ went over the cliff and plunged into the ocean...

***

Was that VJ's final fuck? Is this how the story ends? Was VJ's fall off the
cliff an accident? Suicide? Or did Tank, regretting his sodomy, push him?
I'll let you guys know soon ;)