Date: Mon, 18 Aug 2014 23:25:47 +0100 From: Scott Dera Subject: Studs of Eastenders Part 2 The Studs of Eastenders Part One Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. i am in no way suggesting that the characters involvedm or the actors who play them are gay. I have no idea of their sexuality. it is not intended to imply the true sexuality of the celebrities involved or any personal knowledge of their private lives. The characters involved are copyrighted by BBC Studios/Eastenders. ********** Ever considered donating to Nifty? A small donation can help the site survive and house stories like mine and many others! :) See the homepae for details ********* Max branning woke up hazy, in a bed he was unfamiliar with and a room he did not recognise. He squinted his eyes as the sun peered through the curtains, his head feeling like he had ran straight into a brick wall. He lay his head back for a moment, trying to gather his thoughts but as he did so he was taken aback to feel a warmness on his cock. That's when it dawned on him; this was Johnny Carter's bed, Johnny's room, and he was trapped inside the pub. He let out a stifled groan as Johnny sucked on his now rapidly hardening member, taking it from head to base as it grew in his mouth. "mmmm...hey...hey stop alright?" Max weakly groaned as he lifted the covers to see Johnny's gorgeous eyes staring back at him. The young Carter boy politely ignored Max's plea and continued to suck on his now solid, nine inch cock. "I said stop..." Branning said more firmly as he pushed Johnny away. Johnny crawled back up the bed and sat with a look of rejection on his face as Max jumped up out of the bed and started to get dressed. He finally buttoned up his shirt as he checked the time on his watch, 9:06am. "Anyone gonna be up yet?" "How am I supposed to know? Why? Trying to sneak out after having your way?" Johnny sulked. "Look it's not like that alright? I'll see you around..." Max replied as he swooped on his suit jacket and opened the bedroom door. He looked around to make sure at least the landing was clear before he quietly started to make his escape. All doors were closed apart from the kitchen, but as he peered around he was relieved to find the coast clear. He crept downstairs and checked the back door. Locked. "Shit!" Max muttered as he tried the handle a little more just to make sure, but sure enough it was locked. He was about to make his way through to the bar area when he heard the faint noise of groaning coming from somewhere close. Knowing the coast was clear for now and intrigued, Max followed the noise and it led him to the door of the basement where all the kegs of beer and the crates of spirits were kept. He carefully opened the door and listened, the noises now becoming much louder. Max continued to be careful in his stepping and crept down a few until he could peer around the corner and once he did, his jaw droppped. In front of him was Mick Carter, boxers around his ankles and fucking someone in front of him, his smooth arse clenching with every thrust he made. He was holding the unknown person's legs apart as he thrust in and out at a reasonably fast pace. Max couldn't take his eyes off of the scene in front of him and started to subconsciously rub his growing bulge within his trousers. "Ahhh yeah...fucking like that dick don't ya! Eh?!" Mick Carter grunted as he slammed his dick continuously into the willing hole in front of him. "Oh fuck yes!" The unknown person groaned. Max's ears pricked up once he heard the other person, they sounded familiar. It was definitely a males moan which engaged Max's interest since he now realised Mick liked a bit of guy on guy action but his brain was now ticking on who the person being fucked could be. "Fuck yeah! Who's this arse belong to eh? Who owns it?!" Mick grunted as he continued to fuck the man in front of him at a hard and fast pace. "Fucking hell! You do Mick...you do! Oh god!" The unknown man moaned and groaned like an utter bitch as he took Mick's cock into his arsehole. Max could tell just from the dirty conversation and the moans that were slurring from whoever is getting fucked that Mick had a big dick, how big however was something that Max wanted to know. He quietly unzipped his fly and fished out his hard prick, a little pre-cum forming around the head as he slowly started to masturbate to the scene in front of him. "Fuck boy...squeeze that arse on my dick! Ya' gonna make me cum soon!" Mick groaned loudly and proudly as his thrusts were now rapid. He was getting closer and closer to cumming with every thrust he made into the unknown man's hole. To Mick, nothing else really compared to anal sex and since his longtime partner Linda wouldn't give it to him, he had to find it elsewhere. Lucky for Mick however, there were many woman and men who were fully prepared to give it to the cockney stud. "I want your cum in my arse Mick! Give it to me! Uhhhhh..." The man continued to moan as he took a serious pounding from Mick. The cockney stud never usually liked to cum inside a willing hole, he liked to paint their face and mark his territory like a true man but due to the limited time he had he was willing to compromise. At the same time, Max Branning was tugging and pulling at his thick, throbbing cock as fast as Mick's hips were pushing back and forth. He too could hardly hold back any longer and with a stifled, quiet grunt Max began to cum inside his hand. Shot after shot of thick white spunk oozed from the thick cockhead and into his manly palm as he tilted his head back and sighed. "Ahh fucking av' it!!" Mick Carter roared, almost too loudly as he began to cum inside the unknown man's arsehole, thrusting deep one more time as his orgasm began to take control. His man juice fired deep into the hole he was buried inside, the heat of it coating his cockhead as he sighed, sexually exhausted "Just what I needed..." He grinned. "Likewise..." The unknown man said with a chuckle. "I wonder what your girlfriend would say if she saw you like this ey'? A bloke's spunk up your arse..." Mick laughed as he pulled out and proceeded to pull up his boxer shorts. "She doesn't need to know..." The unknown man said. Max watched as Mick Carter moved out of the way to reveal who it was and it was none other than Jay Brown, Max's daughter's boyfriend! Max was completely shellshocked. He thought that Jay and Abi were happy, and that they were faithful. He was even more shocked that Jay liked to take it up the arse! Even though he had just came, Max's cock began to spring to life once again at the thought of Jay really liked. "You better get going, don't want anyone to see you..." Mick said, slapping a now dressed Jay on the backside as he showed him to the door, the two sharing a quick kiss before Jay left. Max was quickly snapped back into reality as Mick and Jay uttered their goodbyes, moving himself away from the steps and hiding behind the door. He waited until Mick had left the cellar and made his way back upstairs, presumably into the arms of his woman, before he made his move. He snuck now fully into the cellar and paced over toward the back door, relieved to find that this one was open. He crept through the back alley and checked before making his exit, casually walking through the street. He looked forward as he walked and saw Jay unlocking the front door to Max's home, his cock stirring a little once more in his trousers as his mind raced. It was just a matter of time before he got his hands on Jay's arse just like Mick had... TO BE CONTINUED...