Fucking in Hollyoaks

Sat outside the Love Boat, John Paul couldn't get the events of Friday night out of his head. While it had been wrong, it was unbelievably amazing. Ever since, both lads had started to send him pictures and videos of themselves, and he couldn't deny a thrill whenever his phone buzzed, which is what was happening now. Reaching into his pocket, John Paul opened the message to find 2 words.

"Home alone."

Smiling, John Paul grabbed his keys from the table and stood up.

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Knocking on the door, John Paul waited nervously. He had just rushed straight here, barely even considered whether this was a good idea or not. But as the door opened and Charlie stood there in his shorts and T-shirt, he couldn't help but smile. "Well someone's eager," Charlie said, "I expected to wait a bit until you turned up, I was just about to have a quick session on FIFA. Come in." Stepping aside, Charlie invited John Paul in who stepped through the door, taking his coat off.

"So, about the other night.." John Paul began.

"It was fun. It was all consensual. And yes, I want to do it again. Properly, with no sleeping Darren in the room and plenty of time to enjoy it. Multiple times. Don't start pretending that's not why you're here, you liked all my pictures right? And that video? I was in school for that, got detention for taking so long in the toilet I almost missed class."

"No it was great. I just want to be sure that you both were okay, and that we understand no-one can find out.. especially Nancy and Darren. They'd never forgive me, and their friendship is too important."

"No-one will find out as long as we're careful. Nancy, Brooke and kids are out all day, won't be back until tonight, and Darren is out with Ethan." Charlie moved closer to John Paul, starting to unbutton his shirt. "So we can take our time, and really enjoy ourselves." Leaning in, John Paul placed his hand on Charlie's neck pulling him into a kiss as his shirt was pulled apart.

Kissing deeply, Charlie pushed the shirt from John Paul's shoulders before raising his arms as his own T-shirt was pulled up over his head, barely breaking the kiss. Both stumbled into the living room before falling onto the sofa, Charlie moving to straddle John Paul as both ran their hands over each others body. The kissing became more passionate until John Paul pushed Charlie away slightly, both breathing hard. "Wait a minute. How.. How far are we going here?" John Paul asked.

"All. The. Way." Charlie answered, running his hands over the exposed chest in front of him, taking in the sight. "After you left the other night, me and Ollie went upstairs and we fucked. Twice. And again in the morning. We were so excited after what had happened."

"Wow. Was that.. was that your first time?"

"Yea. I mean, me and Ollie had only been blowing each other for a few months, and we were just starting to think about going further together. But that night was so intense, we couldn't keep our hands off each other after you left."

"God, I had a feeling when I left you two weren't finished." John Paul said, moving his hands down to run over Charlie's thighs, getting close to the obvious erection tenting the shorts.

"It hurt at first, but he was so gentle that first time. He let me control the speed, and he talked the whole time asking if I was OK. When I was ready, he moved slowly before he hit something in me and I thought I was going to explode. I didn't last long after that, but he stayed in me until I was ready, then started to move. We kissed the whole time, he just kept going faster and faster until I came again and he shot in me. It felt so good, he pulled out and we lay holding each other until we fell asleep."

"Sounds so nice." John Paul said, moving his hands into the shorts to massage the throbbing dick, as Charlie began to undo his trousers, taking John Pauls dick in his hand.

"In the morning, I woke up to him sucking me, which felt incredible. When he saw I was awake, he pulled off then moved my legs over his shoulder and he ate me out. I'd never felt anything like it. After a few minutes, he moved up to his knees and fucked me again with my legs wrapped around his waist. Knew we couldn't be long, so he fucked me quick and hard before he left."

"You liked getting rimmed?" John Paul asked.

"Loved it. He does it all the time now, if we have time."

"All the time? You two have fucked since then?"

"Everyday. I've even fucked him, and he is so noisy. We were at his place, and I thought for sure someone was going to hear him, had to shove a pair of Tom's boxers in his mouth to keep him quiet."

"Oh my God, that's so hot." John Paul moved Charlie off his lap, turning him so he was leant over the back of the sofa as he pulled the shorts down to his knees. Kissing down his back, John Paul moved to his knees behind Charlie then moved his face into the ass before him, kissing and licking the crack. Charlie gripped the back of the sofa and moaned at the feeling, still amazed at how good this felt. The moans from the lad drove John Paul deeper, as he pushed his tongue into the hole prepping the way for his finger as he began to push in. After hearing the story of his week, John Paul did not expect him to be this tight, but it was as if he was still virgin if not for the faint taste of cum on his ass.

"You haven't showered after he fucked you last, did you?" John Paul asked as he pushed in a second finger

Gasping, "Nope, he came over last night before leaving for the weekend. Can you still taste him?" Charlie threw his head back. "Please John Paul, just fuck me already."

"No, I'm bigger and thicker than Ollie, you need to be prepped. And besides, you are enjoying this.. right?" John Paul asked as he started to add a third.

"Oh god, Ollie was right. He said you'd drive me mad being so nice."

"Nice? I've got three fingers in your ass, that's not nice. It's called preparation, so that when I fuck you, you only scream in pleasure. Now, I think we're ready." John Paul said as he stood and dropped his trousers to the floor, leaving them pooling around his ankles, as he pulled the shorts from Charlies knees.

Pressing his leaking dick to Charlies hole, John Paul leant in and whispered, "You tell me if anything gets too much, OK?"

"Just do it."

Pushing in, John Paul held onto his hips as Charlie braced himself against the sofa. It felt so big, much bigger than Ollie. Taking it slow, John Paul pushed and paused, giving the lad a chance to get used to this. But it felt so good, he was so tight, but John Paul knew he had to take this carefully. After what felt like an eternity, Charlie felt John Paul rest against his ass and knew he was all in. Leaning up onto John Paul's chest, Charlie turned his head and kissed him, moaning "It feels so good. And big."

Breathing hard, and fighting to control himself, John Paul kissed back and said "You feel amazing, and so tight. Tell me when and I'll start to move, but until then I've got you." John Paul moved one of his hands from the hip and moved them up to caress along Charlie's chest, holding him up as they continued the kiss.

After a few minutes of this, Charlie broke the kiss and looked into John Pauls eyes and nodded, before leaning back down to rest over the back of the sofa. Taking his cue, John Paul moved his hands down to the hips, before pulling his dick back a few inches before pushing back in. He slowly started a rhythm, pulling more of his dick out , allowing Charlie time to adjust.

Charlie was in heaven. While it had hurt as John Paul had started to fuck him, it now felt incredible. Each thrust started slow, before speeding up. Now and then, John Paul would hit a spot in him that made him see stars, but it was obvious that John Paul was going to make this last.

After 10 minutes, Charlie was moaning and and fighting to hold back screams as John Paul fucked him with long deep strokes of his whole dick, making sure he hit Charlie's prostate with growing frequency to drive the lad wild. John Paul had had many partners, so knew how to make this feel good.

Leaning back, Charlie turned his head to kiss John Paul while moaning, "Please John Paul, so close." Kissing back, John Paul took hint and pushed Charlie back down and firmly gripping the hips and started to fuck him harder and faster, making sure to hit his sweet spot more and more. If he thought it felt good before, this was a whole new level. Throwing his head back, he started begging loudly to be fucked harder, no longer caring who heard him.

It didn't take long for both of them to near climax. Charlie could feel John Paul's hands dig into his hips harder, knowing they'd leave bruises he'd have to cover, while John Paul felt Charlie's hole tightening on his dick. Charlie came first, exploding all over the back of the sofa, soaking one of Nancy's favourite cushions. As he came, his ass clamped down on John Paul so hard he shot his load deep into Charlie's ass. Both moaning at the intensity of the release, John Paul stayed buried they both took a minute to recover.

John Paul carefully pulled out of Charlies tender ass, then moved him so he was standing in front of him, kissing him softly as both held each other. "That was.. amazing. You did so well Charlie."

"Thank you John Paul. That was better than I could have dreamed of."

Separating as John Paul's phone buzzed, he leant down and pulled his trousers to retrieve his phone, as Charlie ran his hands through his hair. It was from Darren, asking if he'd check in on Charlie because he wouldn't be back until sometime tonight. Smiling and watching as Charlie slowly walked towards the kitchen, his ass still leaking as he walked, John Paul typed back, "Just seen him, he's doing fine. Enjoy yourself, don't worry about him."

Putting his phone down onto the coffee table next to Charlie's gaming headset and kicking off his trousers, John Paul walked into the kitchen to find Charlie stood at the fridge drinking juice. He moved behind the lad, reaching his arms around his waist and kissing at the side of his neck as Charlie grinned at the contact. Lowering the drink from his mouth, he breathed deep saying, "Just needed a drink to catch my breath."

"Take your time. Darren just text me to check in on you, said he wouldn't be back til later, so whenever you're ready - Round 2?"

"Fuck yes, and this time, in my room. I wanna ride you this time."

"Whatever you want." Putting the juice back into the fridge, Charlie kicked the door shut as he grabbed John Paul's hand pulling him towards the stairs.

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Unknown to both, they had an audience listening in to their session. When Charlie had stood to answer the door, he had failed to turn off his mic on the gaming headset, so his online friends caught every word, moan and shout.

Over at the Hay house, Lucas had listened with a growing erection as he heard his friend fucked hard through his headset. When he heard them start talking he was about to turn off as it was obvious Charlie had forgot all about the game, but as he realised it was John Paul he could hear, he decided to listen in closer. Whenever his dad Ste and John Paul had gotten together, Lucas had tried his best to hide how attractive he'd found his older potential stepdad, so was eager to listen in. Hearing him now, fucking his friend, Lucas couldn't help but think how he could use this to his advantage, as he reached down and started to rub his dick.

Meanwhile, at the Chen-Williams, Mason had reached in and started to wank at the sounds of fucking coming through his own headset. When him and Charlie had started playing online and talking, they quickly put the past behind them and became friends again. Now he was listening as his friend was fucked hard, he couldn't stop himself as his erection grew in his boxers. He knew he shouldn't, knew he should call him and tell him he was live streaming his own fuck session with a former teacher, but all he did was pull his 6" dick from his boxers and wanked to the same rhythm as Charlie's moans. He came at the same time, covering his abs, listening as the conversation over the headset dimmed as they moved away. Waiting to hear if they came back, he startled as a voice pierced his focus, "That was fucking hot. Did you hear Charlie's moans?"

"Lucas?! You heard all that?"

"Yea man, and so did you. Did you wank off to it as well?"

"What?! No, of course not."

"Don't lie, why else would you listen to them until the end. Like I said, it was hot. We need to come up with a plan to get involved."

"With Charlie?" asked Mason

"With both." Answered Lucas, before logging off, and started to think up a strategy. "Come over, now, we need to talk about this."

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Hours later, Charlie and John Paul came back downstairs, a noticeable limp to Charlie's walk now. He had ridden John Paul, and it had felt as good as he'd thought. John Paul had let him control things, so Charlie went at his own pace, alternating from quick shallow humps to rising until only the head was in him, then falling back down to the base. They moved from kissing to stroking each other, before finally John Paul had flipped over so Charlie was led on his back, raising his legs out and fucked him deeply, before Charlie came all over his stomach and John Paul pulled out and added his own load. Sad that he missed out on feeling another load shoot into him, Charlie was about to complain when John Paul stooped down and began licking up the cum. Reaching for his phone, Charlie took a quick picture for Ollie, sending it to him with the message, "Wish you were here too." As John Paul licked up the last of the cum from him, he crawled up the lad and curled up against his back, "We taste good together." Leaning in, they kissed until they dozed off.

Now downstairs Charlie, dressed only in his shorts, watched as John Paul found his discarded clothes and got dressed. He could not believe how good this afternoon had gone, and couldn't wait to fill Ollie in (while also maybe filling him up!) on what had gone on. John Paul, dressed finally, picked up his phone and moved to the door where Charlie stood waiting. "Today was amazing."

"Thanks. You too, that was so intense, my mind almost left my body." Moving to unlock the door, Charlie turned and asked "Maybe next time, could I.. um.. maybe, fuck you?"

Shocked at the thought, John Paul considered. He usually topped, but had been known to bottom for the right guy, and Charlie had just the kind of cocky attitude he liked to bend over for. Smiling, he answered "Yea, maybe."

Opening the door, Charlie threw his arms around John Pauls shoulders and kissed him one last time as he left, before turning to find Darren with his keys in hand stunned by the scene in front of him.

"Darren it's not what it looks like.." John Paul began, as Charlie just stared in shock.

"No." Darren replied, "It looks like you kissing my son goodbye after fucking him. Am I wrong?"

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