Date: Sun, 30 Aug 2009 15:18:40 +0100 From: George Fielding Subject: Hollyoaks Hunks at Work: Part 2 For Steve, the inspiration for this story, and one hell of a hottie! Hollyoaks Hunks at Work: Part 2 DISCLAIMER: As always this is a work of complete fiction and does not represent real events or the true sexuality of the actors or indeed characters involved. I should also point out that I don't own the characters mentioned within this story and that if the thought of gay sex offends you, you should stop reading. It was getting late at the Loft, and the last few clubbers were leaving. Justin Burton, the village bad boy, was hovering up, unaware that he was being watched by his boss and village bad man, Warren Fox. Warren watched, not bothering to be subtle, as Justin bent over to sweep up some broken glass. He noticed Justin's tight, black Calvin Klein's, and felt an immediate twinge in his baggy jeans. Justin turned around, almost as though he had sensed he was being watched. He noticed Warren rearranging a sudden bulge in his jeans. Justin looked around, expecting to see a fit bird around, but the two were completely alone. Warren slowly walked up to Justin, so they were indecently close to each other. "Where did you get those boxers Justin, I was thinking of getting myself a pair?" Warren whispered seductively. "They were a present, they're not cheap you know" Justin replied, uncertainly. "I bet they're not." Warren said, still whispering in Justin's ear. The warm breath in Justin's ear made his stomach swoop. "So, I need to make sure they're the right ones for me, may I?" And without waiting for a reply, Warren slipped his hand slowly down Justin's jeans, rubbing against the crotch area of Justin's boxers. "Yes, this is exactly the kind of thing I had in mind." Warren said approvingly. Justin still hadn't moved a muscle, which Warren thought a good thing, Justin would be easy. "Do you mind if I take a closer look?" This time, Warren waited to see if Justin would answer. "No." Justin's voice came out all croaky, but Warren did not waste another second, he got on his knees and began to remove Justin's trainers, his socks, he unbuttoned Justin's jeans and carefully pulled them down, leaving them around his ankles. Warren then proceeded to examine every square inch of Justin's boxers, but deliberately avoiding Justin's crotch. Warren licked, sniffed and touched Justin's underwear before standing up, pleased to see that Justin's bulge had tripled in size. Warren placed a hand on each of Justin's ass cheeks and pushed the bulge against his own. Now the two of them were so close their noses were poking each other's faces, and their lips were ever so close to touching. Justin could feel the warm sweet breath of Warren's on his face, but he himself did not dare breath. Then, out of nowhere, Warren smacked his lips against Justin's, and the two were kissing ferociously, exploring every corner of each other's mouths, licking tonsils, almost choking each other with the force of one another's tongue. They ripped their own clothes off, and took time to lick, touch and sniff each other's underwear. Warren happily licked the inside, where a trail of pre cum had already formed. Warren bored of this foreplay, now picked Justin up, so his legs we're wrapped around Warren's waist. Warren forced him on to lie down on the bar, and Justin made noises which were a mixture of fear and excitement. He had never been fucked before, nor had he ever really thought about it, but now he was here and he couldn't wait for Warren's thick, uncut 10 inch cock to be inside him. Justin wondered briefly how Warren would go about it, whether he would gently ease it in, or finger him before putting his cock in. To Justin's horror, he did neither, and simply slammed his cock into Justin's tight virgin hole. Justin let out a scream which Warren ignored, continuing the pounding of Justin's ass. On and on the fucking went, and Warren began to notice a change in the way Justin was receiving the blow. The intense scream which shouted pain and discomfort were now replaced with gentle moans of pleasure. Warren bent down over Justin's face, so again the two were terribly close. Warren's face gave the impression of an angry, violent bull, his teeth bared and eyes wide with anger, this was not tenderness, this was pure domination. Warren sensed that Justin was very close to cumming, and decided to help Justin along the way. He grabbed the young man's cock and jacked it off, still in a violent manner, until Justin gave out an almighty moan and scream and cummed all over his own chest. Justin wasted no time in grabbing the back of Warrens head, and forced him in for a kiss, similar to the one previous, but with sweat and tears all over their faces. The kiss continued for a further minute, and Warren continued to fuck Justin, until Justin felt a huge load shooting through his anus, and he knew that it was all over. Justin lay there, totally breathless, until Warren removed his cock from Justin's ass, and went to put his clothes on. Warren threw a pair of boxers Justin's way, who used them to clean up the cum all over him. Warren, now dressed, went to leave. "Hang on!" Justin said, "These aren't my boxers" Warren turned, gave him a smile, and said "I really was looking to get some, take mine as a souvenir" As Warren turned and left the nightclub, Justin licked his and Warren's cum off the boxers. Again, email me for erotic chat/role play, would love to hear what you think gl1871@googlemail.com