Date: Sat, 29 Jan 2011 21:43:23 -0500
From: adztheman@mail.com
Subject: Aaron Down and Dirty in Emmerdale part 6

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Disclaimer: As If I owned Emmerdale. If I did it would basically be a
porno with Aaron the centre of attention.


AARON/JOHN

Jumping out of the shower on a Tuesday evening, Aaron got ready and
left ready for his night on the town. He was going with cousin Debbie
to a local gay pub for a few drinks and a catch up. Ryan was meant to
be coming but dropped out at the last minute. Probably Katie having a
bitch fit or something. He was walking across the street to meet Debbie
at her place, when John Barton walked up to him.

"We need to talk" he said sternly to Aaron. He looked angry. Aaron
hadn't done anything to upset him had he? He couldn't think of anything.

Aaron looked at Adam's father with a look of confusion. "Why? I'm just
about to meet Debbie in the Woolpack.. " but he was cut off by a stern
John.

"None of that bullshit. Jump in the car" John demanded.

Aaron sighed but did as he was told. The journey to John's place was
silent, eerily so. Aaron had texted Debbie to say he might be a bit
late. When they arrived at John's place, he pounced.

"So I hear that you shagged Adam" John looked like he swallowed a whole
lemon. His face was all serious and bitter like. "Is this true? Have
you corrupted my son?"

Aaron couldn't help but laugh a little. Corrupted? Please. "Erm.. I
have not corrupted your son. And why are you saying this? What have you
heard?"

John was pacing up and down the room. He had an angry look on his face
that looked like he wanted to smash something. Possibly Aaron's face.
"He told me. I went to his nan's last night, he was drunk. Confided in
me that he is bisexual? My son is not bisexual. It's disgusting".

Aaron quickly went from smiling to angry. Disgusting? Fuck him! "Fuck
you" Aaron stated? Disgusting?"

"Yes. Disgusting" John repeated. "Why Adam? Thought you'd like to stick
your dirty dick in a straight lad? You make me sick".

Aaron was really angry now. Visibly angry. Shaking. He wanted to punch
this homophobic arsehole into next week. "Fuck you. What's the point in
all this torrid abuse?"

John walked closer to Adam. His tight shirt clinging to his perfect
toned torso. "It's disgusting.. Gay.. It makes my skin crawl the
thought of my son. My flesh and blood.. Having that.. Dirty gay sex..
Your disgusting.. His disgusting!".

Aaron couldn't help himself so he baited John. He wasn't scared of this
quite homophobic farmer. At all. "You know what? I'm not even going to
lie. Adam did fuck me, and you know what, it was fucking amazing". It
all happened slowly. Johns fist pulled back and Adam didn't see it
coming towards his face. The next thing he remembers is falling back
against the wall, feeling blood pouring down his nose.

John went from angry to sad. He sat down at the kitchen table and put
his head in his hands and let out a loud scream. "FUCK!".

Aaron walked over to the sink and grabbed a piece of kitchen dabbing it
on his nose. "Feel better now? Punched the poof who 'morally corrupted
your son'"?. Aaron replied bitter like.

John stood up quickly, pushed Aaron against the wall and moved his face
closer to his. Aaron took on his face. You could tell he was 35, he
showed signs of aging. But he still looked rather- buff?- for an older
fella. He did look like Adam, except more manly. "You make me sick"
John whispered before violently kissing Aaron on the lips.

To say Aaron was shocked would be an understatement, but before he had
time to take in what the fuck was happening, John's tounge was roaming
around his mouth and Aaron could feel his dick growing harder by the
second. In a matter of seconds, Aaron's hands were ripping off John's
checked Ben Sherman shirt, buttons flew around the room as Aaron's
hands explored John's very toned, quite hairy and rather delicious
chest. Johns hands were pressed against the wall, his cock was pressed
against Aaron's thigh- very hard and very long- and Aaron was tounging
John's hairy nipple in a matter of minutes which recieved a satisfied
groan from John.

John repaid the favour by ripping off Aaron's light blue Tommy Hilfiger
shirt, no buttons flew this time but John soon disposed of the material
on the floor and as Aaron continued to savour John's nipple, which was
now erect and felt fantastic with Aaron's wet tounge sucking it nicely,
John began sucking erotically at Aaron's aftershaved neck. John soon
pulled Aaron onto the table, Aaron's arse hitting a glass which knocked
to the floor and smashed but they both ignored, both in a state of
euphoria. John turned his attention to Aaron's smooth, tanned and fit
abs by running his tounge down it which made Aaron shiver in arousal.
Aaron let out a small groan as John's hand found it's way inside
Aaron's jeans and tight white Burton's boxer shorts and was taking in
Aaron's aroused state with his hands. "Fucking poof" John groaned as he
pushed Aaron onto the table, pulling down Aaron's Primark jeans and
boxer shorts, and throwing them onto the floor behind them. "Fucking
poof" he repeated as he left Aaron's legs onto his shoulders. Pulling
down his own trousers, he kicked them to one side as his bare feet got
used to the coldness of the floor. He took in the sight of Aaron's
slightly hairy arse crack and spat hard into it, and rubbed it in. He
pulled his 10 inch cut cock from his Armani boxer shorts whilst he
began fingering Aaron's tight arse.

Aaron groaned as the Barton father's fingers began fucking him, slowly
at first but then the pace sped up and Aaron felt his dick getting
harder by the minute as John's fingers hit the spot and nearly made him
cum on the spot. John looked like he was enjoying making Aaron groan
with ectasty which was a turn up for the books, as only 10 minutes ago
he was punching Aaron. He didn't speak to Aaron except to mutter the
occasinal "fucking cunt" to Aaron as he held onto his own dick and
began placing it inside Aaron's arse. Aaron groaned as the sensation of
John's 10 inch discostick entered him slowly.

"You love this? Don't ya? Fucking poof" John spoke, his face was
unreadable but from the twinkle Aaron could see as he looked up at John
in the eyes, he could tell he was enjoying this.

"Yep, the poof that your fucking" Aaron grinned at John. John didn't
reply to that, just stabbed his cock roughly into Aaron's hole making
him let out a load "Fuck yes John"

"Call me Pa Barton, you cunt" John demanded as his stabbing of Aaron's
anus got harder, faster and more rhymetic.John had abanded Aaron's
cock, not once touching it, so Aaron began wanking himself off.
Everytime John pounded his cock into Aaron, Aarons jerking got faster.
As John began to up the pace, the table began shaking deliciously.
Aaron shoved his foot into John's mouth, which John didn't ignore and
he sucked on Aaron's toe as his abuse of Aaron's arse got faster still.
John's sucking of his toe nearly sent over the edge, so he stopped
wanking. His dick remained hard as John picked up pace again and was
now fucking Aaron at a very impressive pace, Aaron thought the table
would give up at any moment. Aaron leant around to grab John's arse,
sliding a finger into Johns very tight hole which made John groan in
pleasure.

He abanded John's arse though as John got even faster and the table DID
give out. John caught Aaron, cock still inside Aarons arse, as the
table collapsed to the floor. John was now standing up, holding Aaron
on his cock, Aaron's legs wrapped around John as Aaron began jumping up
and down on John's dick- which felt fucking amazing inside his arse.
John walked over to sofa, Aaron still fucking his dick, and threw Aaron
onto it before letting out a load groan and sending out a fountain of
cum which hit Aaron squarely in the face. He shot another load, this
time he missed Aaron and hit the sofa before he collapsed, spent, onto
the sofa next to Aaron who, himself, was now cumming hard as his own
finger was fingering his arse. They didn't speak for a few minutes
until John stood up and looked at a red, rather gorgeous looking Aaron
on the sofa, his dick now soft but covered in white, glistening spunk.

"I hope your stay away from Adam now" John said as he walked into the
kitchen and pulled on his trousers.

Aaron followed him in and they both got dressed in silence.

Aaron walked to the door, sweating still but with a smile on his face.
"I'm not going to stay away from Adam. But you know" Aaron said at
John, who was now pouring himself a glass of water. "Maybe I can see
you and Adam at the same time. It's my ultimate fantasy- being fucked
by a dad whilst I myself fuck the son" and he walked out before he
could see John's reaction.

What he missed though, was John's face turning bitter again but his
dick stiffening at the thought of what Aaron had just said...