Date: Fri, 17 Jul 2015 14:26:52 +0200
From: jdawg69@email.com
Subject: Erinsborough Encounter - Part 8

Disclaimer: This story is entirely a work of fiction and implies nothing
about the true sexuality / personal lives of the Neighbours actors featured
in it. Their respective characters are property of the Channel 11
Australian and Freemantle Media.

"I was just playing around...it was just a joke!" Tyler said desperately,
trying to hide his fear as Dimato's thug held him after Tyler ran off with
Dimato's phone containing evidence that would finally bring him down.

Tyler had agreed to help the police make their most wanted arrest by
pretending to get involved with Dimato's dodgy deals once again. Tyler had
previously been wired, hoping to transmit a confession to Mark. But when
that failed, Tyler played along when Dimato picked him up and drove him to
a warehouse for a meeting with the rest of the gang.

"Want me to search him?" Another of Dimato's thugs asked gruffly.

"I'll do the honours." Dimato replied, angrily ripping Tyler's tee shirt
open like it was a sheet of paper. Nothing.

"Perhaps it's in your jeans." Dimato said, pulling them down. All that was
there was Tyler's rising cock. No hidden wire. Perhaps Tyler was
trustworthy after all.

"I'll take it from here." Dimato said as his thugs left. Alone with Tyler,
he began jerking Tyler's now rock hard 9" cock.

"I didn't just hire you for your ability to strip cars." Dimato said before
kissing Tyler. As Tyler and the sexy smooth criminal tasted each other's
tongues, Tyler pulled out Dimato's cock and wanked his boss. Dimato's dick
was a handful; slightly shorter than Tyler's at 7.5" but extremely thick.

They were standing behind a white van that the thug had pressed Tyler up
against when he caught him. Dimato opened the doors and shoved Tyler
inside.

Dimato lifted his employee's legs and filled his gay-gap with his steel
sex-stick.

"OHHHHHHHH!!" Dimato's reaction to his cock making contact with Tyler's ass
was more of a roar than a moan. Not surprising as he appeared to be a bit
of a beast.

As Dimato relentlessly ravaged Tyler, one could be forgiven for confusing
the loud cries of pleasure echoing from the van for a murder.

Dimato thrust so quickly into Tyler his pants slipped to ground on their
own. He then took off his shirt; his hot hairy chest pressed against
Tyler's smooth one, making for a compelling contrast as the older and
younger studs kissed.

"OHHHHHHHH!!! FUCK!!!!!!!!" Tyler screamed as Dimato began jerking him off
again; his thumb rubbing the tip of Tyler's tool as he pumped his pole.

The crime boss was a sex god; it wasn't long before Tyler sensed he was
about to explode.

"OHHHHHH! OHHHHHHH! OHHHHHH!" Tyler screamed repeatedly in an outrageous
orgasm; his cum wildly washing over his body.

Knowing he was the cause of such exhilaration drove Dimato crazy to the
point he unleashed his own unrestricted rush of hot, runny, white
cock-choc; topping Tyler like a hot fudge sundae.

"I'll be in touch." Dimato said, kissing Tyler as he dressed and left.