Disclaimer: This is a fictional story involving gay sex between consenting adults. I am in no way suggesting that the characters involved, 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 Yorkshire Television/ITV Studios/Emmerdale.
"Oh yeah I'm gonna cum!"
Andy Sugden's body shook with orgasm for the third time in an hour as his cum spat it's way into the hole worn out hole of Carl King who breathed a satisfied moan as he not only felt Andy's cum warm his insides but his own cum shoot from his cock and land in the bathtub they were standing it.
"Fuck me that wer' good!" Carl exclaimed as he felt Andy's cock withdraw from him with a satisfying pop.
"Didn't know you had such an appetite mate" Andy said as he slid his finger into Carl's filled arse and withdrew a dollop of cum, moving it around to Carl's lips allowing him to accept it with a groan.
"We need to do this again sometime" Carl replied as he turned and began to stand before winking at Andy and getting out of the shower.
Andy smirked to himself. Sure Carl King wasn't nearly as good in bed or as willing at David Metcalfe was but he sure was close to it. He knew this wouldn't be the last time they fucked. Andy watched Carl's pert ass as he walked, the king brother picking up his phone to check the time.
"Shit! I'm late!" Carl exclaimed.
It had been 40 minutes since Cain had called him and Carl knew that Cain didn't like to be kept waiting. He quickly dried himself down before dashing into the bedroom to get dressed, Andy close behind him.
"Everythin' alright?" Andy quizzed
"I'm late for me afternoon meeting that's all" Carl said as he approached the Sugden boy and tugged on his semi-hard cock slightly. "But we definitely need to do this again sometime" Carl said with a wink.
"Too right mate, got a smashing arse on yer'" Andy said, groaning at the sensation of Carl tugging at his slick cock.
"Good, help yerself to some clothes to wear and lock the door on yer way out" Carl remarked as he gave one last tug on Andy's cock before leaving. The Sugden boy just smirked as he played with his growing cock, suddenly remembering about a certain farm boy checking out his cock the other day...
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Meanwhile back at the garage, Cain Dingle was angry. Carl was 15 minutes later than Cain had told him and if Cain hated more than anything, it was waiting. He slowly tugged back and forth on his raging 10 inch shaft that was poking out of his jeans as pre-cum smeared around his head. If Carl didn't turn up soon Cain was horny enough to either find him or just fuck the first person he saw in the street! Luckily for him though he heard a car pull up outside and a moment later a knock was heard on the closed garage door. Cain smirked, not even putting his cock away as he strolled over to the door, his cock swaying with each step as he approached the door and unlocking it before peering his head outside to see who it was. Carl. The King brother bashfully looked down at the floor as soon as be saw Cain.
"Sorry I'm late Cain, I got held up and-"
"Shut the fuck up and get inside" Cain growled
Carl obeyed and walked into the garage, empty apart from Cain's car. He turned around and saw Cain approaching him, his cock flaring and dripping slightly with pre-cum as he walked. Carl couldn't help but lick his lips. Despite having a marathon session with Andy Sugden just a short while ago, Carl could feel himself getting horny once again. After all, Cain's cock was his favourite.
"You want this cock?" Cain quizzed as he edged closer to Carl.
"Fuck yes" Carl replied
Cain got closer and closer until his cockhead touched Carl's trouser covered leg. They both looked down as Cain proceeded to wipe his cockhead on Carl's grey suit trousers, leaving a dark stain.
"You think you deserve it?" Cain growled
"Y-yeah I do." Carl quivered. He knew what Cain was doing.
"Well, I don't think you do" Cain said as he put his hand at the top of Carl's white buttoned shirt and aggressively pulled down, ripping all the buttons from the shirt and exposing Carl's lightly haired chest. He wondered for a moment how he was gonna explain the ripped shirt to Chas but he quickly forgot about it, he didn't really care.
"Get down on yer knees." Cain ordered.
Carl quickly complied, sitting in his knees as he looked up at Cain, the Dingle thugs big hard cock just above his head. Cain pulled his cock forward and in turn released a big drip of pre-cum that landed on Carl's nose. Carl was about to pick it up with his fingers and taste it but Cain stopped him.
"Oh I don't think so. Think yer can run off and fuck with Andy Sugden do ya? Behind me back aswell" Cain roared
"Cain I-" Carl tried to speak but Cain cut him off again.
"Hush those pretty lips Carl, I don't wanna hear your excuses. You betrayed me Carl, you said those lips and arse of yours were all mine."
"They are Cain I promise! Please I'll do anything just let me suck yer cock" Carl begged.