Disclaimer: this story is a work of fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the real lives / true sexuality of the Home and Away actors featured in this story. The characters VJ Patterson and Darryl "Brax" Braxton are property of the Seven Network Australia.
"Oi!" Brax yelled after VJ, who had just nearly knocked him over as he stormed off down the beach in a huff, failing to acknowledge Brax's presence let alone apologise.
"Oi! VJ!" Brax yelled again, this time louder. Still no response. "Am I fucking invisible or something?"
"Fuck off Brax, I'm not in the mood!!" VJ yelled back as he continued down the beach, heading towards the secluded area he and Zac had once fucked in.
"For fuck's sake what's your problem?!" Brax wasn't going to let this go. He wasn't the D&M type of guy but knew VJ had been through a lot lately and knew Leah would want him to talk to someone... anyone... about it.
"You wouldn't understand. And you wouldn't care."
"Try me."
VJ finally stopped and sat in the sand, with Brax sitting next to him. "Zac promised he would be there for me. But he couldn't even remember to have lunch with me. He ditched me to spend time with Hannah and didn't bother to tell me."
"Hannah's had a rough patch too mate." Brax replied, trying to be supportive. "And she's his family too. You can't have him to yourself all the time."
VJ knew that, but somehow Brax reminding him helped it sink in and he began to relax.
"Forget Maguire. I'll be here for you...give you what he won't..." Brax whispered into VJ's ear as he put his arm around him. Brax's lips lightly brushed VJ's as he spoke, his warm breath making VJ's cock heat up as it hardened inside his pants.
"Hold me Brax." VJ said as he laid on his side, inviting Brax to spoon him. As the cool afternoon sea breeze took over, Brax removed his and VJ's shirts, pressing his hot, firm body against VJ's muscular back.
VJ grabbed Brax's manly hands and placed on his round, well-filled pecs. Brax gently rubbed his hands over them and down VJ's perfect abs as he sensuously kissed his back and neck. VJ was pleasantly surprised - he pictured Brax as some horny, hot blooded, rough, wild, beastly fucking machine.
No words needed to be spoken, the two studs clearly enjoying each other's company. Brax decided it was time to take things further, slowly and subtly unbuttoning VJ's pants...then gently lowering the elastic band of his underwear, exposing his thick, long, juicy dick.
Brax leant further forward, slipping his tongue into VJ's mouth, while continuing to pleasure him with his hands. One hand jerked off VJ, while the other fondled his plump balls.
Continuing to let his body do the talking, Brax pulled down VJ's pants and trunks, just enough to expose his solid bubble butt. Brax also lowered his board shirts just enough to free his cock; which he pushed into VJ's hot hole. Thanks to his double-fuck by Zac and Nate he was no longer as tight, but still the sensation Brax's 9" fuck tool was experiencing was amazing.
"Oooohhhhhhh" VJ began to moan repeatedly, encouraging Brax to thrust faster, harder and deeper.
"Ugh" Brax grunted with each ploughing of his testosterone-driven steel rod into the sizzling teenage ass.
Nearing climax, Brax rolled onto his back, taking VJ with him as he rapidly drilled up into him like a runaway jackhammer.
"Ooooooohhhh. Fuck!!!! Oh yeah!!!!" VJ began to almost yell, Brax starting to demonstrate the raw sexual aggression VJ had fantasised about Brax.
"Shhhhh. You'll get us caught!" Brax said, muffling VJ's uncontrollable noise emissions with his hand as he gave the final powerful thrusts before the erruption of a hard earned load.
Brax relaxed and his puffing subsided as his fist remained tightly gripped around VJ's shaft, furiously wanking it in pursuit of VJ's own massive load.
VJ held off, not wanting this incredible session to end, yet was desperate to get off. Since Leah was in hospital, Zac and VJ had the place to themselves and despite the guilt they felt it was sex on demand. So not getting the lunchtime quickie he was promised made VJ feel like he hadn't got any for a week.
VJ soon decided blowing his load was most important. He got up and kneeled over Brax's face, holding Brax's hands above his head in the process, before face fucking him as streams of hot white lava flew down Brax's throat.
"Woah." Brax said as the creamy surge trickled away. "I don't usually do that." (Referring to sucking a cock)
"Yeah I suppose you're used to being the one pleasured." VJ replied.
"Yeah I am. But that was nice, mate. Thanks."
"Thank YOU, Brax, that was just what I needed."
"I know. And I was definitely happy to help." Brax said, pulling VJ down into another kiss.
"OK, let's get outta here" Brax said, breaking away from VJ's soft, supple lips and pulling up his boardies and draping his tee over one shoulder. "Need a lift home?" He asked VJ as he tidied up.
"If you don't have anywhere to be I was hoping we could take a drive somewhere?"
"Sure mate". Brax replied, kissing VJ again before they headed back up the beach towards Brax's black ute.
"Mmmmmmm I gotta get some of that". Said a mystery guy as he tried to get the rock hard cock he'd been jerking back into his pants as he secretly followed the guys...
To be continued...