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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/freddie-slater-shags-the-square/freddie-slater-shags-the-square-5 | Date: Wed, 5 Apr 2023 11:26:15 +0000 (UTC)
From: British Soaps <[email protected]>
Subject: Freddie Slater Shags the Square - Part 5 (Gay Celebrity)
Freddie Slater Shags the Square - Part 5 (Final)
Disclaimer: this story is fantasy and implies nothing about the BBC, the
characters or actors who play them.
The Orgy:
It had been three months since Freddie had taken a ride on Jay's cock
and a lot had happened in that time! Not only was he regularly blowing
Jay at the car lot inbetween cleaning cars, he had he become a regular
fuck-toy for Zack and Martin any time they didn't have a woman on the
go... or sometimes even when they did. Freddie had also been shagged again
by Mick in the Vic toilets during a busy shift, Linda's karaoke night
ringing in their ears as Freddie was pushed against the cubicle wall
while the daddy landlord shot his wad deep inside him. On top of these
familiar men, he'd also become intimate with plenty more Walford studs
to the extent that people began to talk amongst each and soon realise
that Freddie Slater was shagging most of the men in the square.
It was Ben Mitchell who first suggested a group orgy. His dad Phil had
just bought into the new boxing club, Sharon's former gym, and it
wasn't yet fully open due to some equipment not being ready. Phil had
given Ben some keys to keep an eye on the place and being around for
deliveries, so it was the perfect location to hold a gangbang. Ben's
police detective husband, Callum, had shown him the video of Jack fucking
Freddie in the interview room before Christmas and they used it to
blackmail (not that he needed much persuasion) Freddie into joining them
for three ways whenever they wanted one.
After running it past Callum, the two of them approached Freddie about
the orgy idea after a night of passion. Entangled in bed together, the
three of them discussed who to invite and how to go about arranging it.
Ben suggested a secret WhatsApp group parading as a `lads night' to
preview the boxing club, but Freddie would tell each man individually
(all of whom he was now acquainted with) the real truth. The plan was put
in action and a date booked for later in the month, with the seeds being
planted by Freddie in the build up (usually while the man planted their
seed in him).
The night in question was finally here. The men had started arriving at
the boxing club from 8pm, with Ben discreetly letting them in, and by
8.30 everybody was ready to go, with just the guest of honour and his
mate Bobby to arrive. Everyone stood chatting and excitedly comparing
notes about their time with Freddie over the past 4 or 5 months since
he'd turned up in Walford and seduced everyone with his full lips, dark
eyes and unbeatable arse.
A knock at the door broke everyone from their conversations and they all
anticipated that the object of their desires had arrived. Ben jogged up
the stairs to the door and enthusiastically returned with Bobby and
Freddie in tow. Bobby looked nervous as hell, especially seeing some of
the faces in the crowd and remembering how he'd known them as a child -
now here he was, accompanying his mate Freddie as a fellow bottom to even
out the numbers. Martin and Zack had let slip in their first encounter
with Freddie that they'd fucked Bobby, which allowed Freddie to find out
more from the source who revealed that he'd been bottoming for Martin
since he was released from prison, as well as his brother Peter and
eventually he got aquainted with Zack when he and Martin became pals.
Freddie was the opposite of shy, bounding in wearing a black snug-fitting
tracksuit, white trainers and a green bomber jacket. He clasped hands
with all the men, throwing them a huge grin and winking as he worked the
room, making everybody's cocks stir in their pants. Ben swiftly locked
up and returned to address the room.
`Right lads - now we're all here just to say, grab as much beer as you
like from the fridge, make sure everyone's having fun and keep this
night to yourself! Hopefully if it all goes to plan we can do it again.'
`Now obviously fellas there are a lot more tops here than bottoms -
we've got Freddie here as the star of the show and we're all here
because we know how talented the kid is, but remember to share eh?!' Ben
laughed as he shook his hand through Freddie's curly locks.
`Bobby here is also available and I had it on good authority he's one
to watch. You might've also noticed young William in the corner, my
cousin, now he's 16 and inexperienced but he's keen to learn and he's
just started a Twitter account - he's got big dreams of starring
alongside teninchtop by the time he's 18 so make sure you show him a few
tricks!' he continued.
`Lastly, there's myself. I'm vers but I've got a well-used slutty
hole so don't be shy' he winked, causing Callum to blush.
`OK lads, enough of my gob, grab yourself a man and let's having some
fucking sexy fun!' Ben yelled, causing the crowd to woop excitedly and
scan the room for their first partners of the night.
Freddie felt someone removing his coat instantly and a hand reach down to
grope his irresistible arse. He turned around and was met by the stunning
Ravi Gulati, relative of the Panesars.
`Been a while since I sank into that pussy' Ravi seductively spoke as
he leaned in and kissed Freddie's beautiful face hard. He pushed him
towards the boxing ring as he helped Freddie shed his clothing. Freddie
stood against the ring in just tight white Calvin Klein trunks as he felt
his arms grabbed from behind and somebody strongly pulled him through the
ropes. Ravi grabbed his legs and pushed him onto the mat of the boxing
ring, climbing through and standing above Freddie dominantly as he shed
his own clothing. The person who'd pulled Freddie into the ring was now
naked and had fed his hard 8 inch cock into Freddie's eager mouth.
`Alright mate, you take his mouth and I'll take his hole, then we'll
have a swap' Ravi said to his new friend.
`Deal!' smiled Keanu, who was already groaning from the head Freddie
was dishing out.
`Where did you meet him?' Ravi asked as he knelt down and started to
finger Freddie's spread arse with one hand while jerk his own 9 inch
Asian monster with the other.
`A recommendation from Zack, so I fucked him in the office at Peggy's'
Keanu laughed. `You?'
`Cheeky fucker saw me with a married woman and sent me photos
blackmailing me into fucking his arse. Turns out I like it' Ravi rolled
his eyes, spat on Freddie's smooth hole, removed his fingers and
replaced them immediately with his fat leaking tool.
`Mmmpphhh fuck!' Freddie moaned around Keanu's attractive erection.
`Shut up!' Keanu slapped his cheek softly and got up onto his feet,
squatting over Freddie's face and now forcefully ramming his whole 8
inches in and out of Freddie's mouth. Freddie was in heaven, staring up
at Keanu's spread arse he could see his smooth cheeks open to reveal the
tight pucker surrounded by dirty blonde hair, while a pair of massive
babymakers slapped his face and he squirmed on the end of Ravi's
incredible and talented cock that was now jackhammering his stretched
teen pussy right there on the boxing ring floor.
Meanwhile, the other men had occupied themselves nicely. On a gym mat in
the corner of the room, Ben's fat arse was being gobbled on by Jack
Branning who was priming the tasty ring with his thick tongue getting it
ready for a hot probing with his monster cock. Ben had daddy issues so
was always happy when an older man was in between his legs. Meanwhile,
Jay Brown was grinding his supple ginger cunt all over his adoptive
brother's face, Ben being smothered by the creamy cheeks and sweaty pink
ring. Ben had always dreamed of eating Jay out and had wanked over him
countless times when they were teenagers, now here he was (thanks to that
slut Freddie) with his tongue delving into Jay's wrinkled pucker. The
red-head sighed and gasped in delight as he lazily jerked his pink cock
and rubbed his bellend with his thumb. Ben suddenly grunted loudly into
Jay's bum as he felt his own backside greet a welcome intruder in the
form of Jack's massive daddy dick. Jack wasted no time in putting his
hips to work and pummelling Ben's experienced hole, leaning forward and
overwhelmed by lust, Jack opened his mouth and gobbled Jay's leaking
cock, sucking away in delight as his own weapon was milked by Ben.
Across the room, on a weights bench, Ben's husband Callum lay back and
watched as his partner was dominated by the two hot men. Callum himself
grunted in passion as his own 7.5 inch thick willy was ridden by Bobby
Beale. Bobby had come out of his shell after Callum had made his move and
seduced him with deep kisses and a hole fingering, and before long Bobby
had mounted the detective and was putting his skinny little arse to work.
Bobby's super-pink hole was surrounded by a light dusting of light
blonde hair and it stretched out around Callum's Coke-can width dick.
Bobby cried out in joy as he felt his prostate buzz against each thrust
and he massaged his own 6.5 incher in time.
`Good pussy isn't it mate?!' shouted Zack as he walked past and
high-fived a delirious Callum. Zack grabbed Bobby by the neck as he
milked the older man's dick and spat directly into his open mouth.
`Good boy. Don't forget who your master is' he snarled, giving Bobby a
light slap as he walked away and towards the showers.
Inside the changing rooms, Zack walked past Mick Carter knelt on a bench,
his face pressed up against the metal partition and his big, hairy,
sweaty, musky, daddy arse spread wide as can be while Vinny Panesar knelt
behind him and took long firm strokes up and down across the landlord's
tight bum hole. Ever since Freddie ate him out, Mick had been looking to
get rimmed as often as he could and had found a fan in Vinny tonight. The
young Asian stud had a daddy fetish too, and Mick's body was a dream to
him. He wanted to worship his hairy belly and man-tits, suck his big
hairy dong and let the man breed his hole right there in front of
everybody.
Zack continued on round to the showers and heard the unmistakable sound
of his good mate Martin Fowler grunting away. He turned the corner to see
Martin lying face down on the shower floor, his broad frame completely
covering the lad beneath him. Martin's thick thighs were spread to show
two skinnier legs between them and his fat smooth cheeks wobbled as he
thrust his hips against his new lover. Zack walked around to where
Martin's head was and saw he was deeply and passionately kissing Will
Mitchell, the young and inexperienced teen boy who had aspirations for a
career in gay porn. Martin's thick tongue was dancing against Will's
and Will's slim hands reached around to grope the older man's chunky
bum. Zack jerked his cock at the horny sight of his mate completely
enveloping the young lad and watched them continue to get acquainted.
Meanwhile, back in the main gym and Freddie's hole had just been flooded
by Ravi AND Keanu's cocks. The two muscle studs had spent the last 15
minutes taking it in turns to go between the lanky twink's throat and
pussy, before eventually breeding the latter and leaving the lad like a
cumsoaked rag doll on the boxing ring floor.
`I've got somewhere to be' Ravi said, quickly getting dressed, `but
let's do this again' he nodded to both Keanu and Freddie.
`Happily mate' replied Keanu, playfully slapping Ravi on his muscled
arse as he left for the evening. A fully naked Keanu stood and surveyed
the room, wondering who he could pair up with next, when he felt two
hands force his firm blonde arse cheeks apart and a hot wet tongue
suddenly snake its way into his tight tasty ring.
`Oi!' he chuckled as he twisted his body to see who his mystery admirer
was. `Fucking hell, bruv, I had no idea you were here!'
Keegan Baker, Keanu's half brother, had made a surprise appearance at
the orgy and had been hiding in the store room waiting to surprise his
big brother. The two of them had been secret lovers for years, since
Keegan was 16 and they shared a room, but they'd not been acquainted in
this way for a long while.
`Surprise!' Keegan beamed, temporarily releasing his mouth from his
second-favourite place before spinning Keanu around and devouring his
favourite place, swallowing his large beautiful prick in one go and
gripping his brother's heavy balls. Keegan's own firm 8 inches throbbed
and leaked all over the boxing ring floor as he got to work. Suddenly he
felt his own arse being fondled by a slick, wet index finger as Freddie
roused himself from his double-bred state and began to fondle the mixed
race beauty's pert and tight bottom. Keegan hummed happily against
Keanu's crotch as he felt his cock head press deep down in his throat
while his arse was fingered and licked by a hungry Freddie.
Across the gym, Jack had deposited a huge load inside Ben and Jay had cum
hard down Jack's throat. Jack was leaning over Ben, his huge cock
deflating as it slid from the sloppy hole, while slowly spitting a long
string of Jay's cum into Ben's waiting mouth. Ben grinned and showed
his cummy teeth to Jack who leaned down and greeted him with a deep kiss
as they swapped their ginger mate's seed between them and Jay watched
on, feeling spent and satisfied.
Bobby's rampant riding of Callum's obscenely thick cock had come to a
climax, with Bobby now dismounting the wide tool and exposing his gaping
blonde, dripping hole to a nearby admirer. Kheerat Panesar had been sent
the invite by his brother Vinny, and Kheerat had been lazily wanking his
10 inch brown ass-destroyer in the corner watching Bobby ride Callum.
Kheerat had a real fetish for skinny young lads and immediately swooped
in, took Bobby in his arms, pulled him down into his lap and (before his
hole had chance to recover) guided his massive knob into the pale lad's
willing cunt. Bobby sighed and immediately went back to riding the fuck
out of the cock that now consumed him. Kheerat devoured Bobby's skinny
chest, licking and sucking his small pink nipples and sniffing around his
barely haired armpits.
`Mmm you're such a hot boy' Kheerat grunted as he felt the blonde
almost dance upon his raging erection while his enormous brown babymakers
slapped up and down against the slim cheeks.
Back in the showers and after spending 20 minutes face-forward in Mick's
hairy cunt, Vinny was now being face-fucked by Mick's turgid daddy dick.
Vinny's face was absolutely covered in his own saliva as Mick pummelled
down hard into his throat, over and over, gripping the lad by the hair as
he annihilated his throat. Mick's massive hairy low-hangers slapped
against Vinny's chin and he leaned down to spit right in his face as he
gave him the oral fucking of his life. Within minutes, Vinny's lips and
nose were buried deep in Mick's brown untrimmed pubic bush, the young
Asian lad deeply inhaling the musky scent as he swallowed the intense
thick load that Mick was shooting directly down his throat. Mick threw
his head back and gave a guttural groan as he rode out his orgasm and
reluctantly pulled his thick, cum-streaked prick out of the lad's pretty
mouth.
`Nice one kid, right I'm off to shower' Mick said, strutting into the
shower block and being greeted by one of the horniest sights.
`Fucking hell, that's obscene!' Mick laughed.
Martin and Zack sat on the shower floor, facing each other, Zack's legs
lying on top of Martin's. Their massive studly cocks were pressed
tightly together and their big ballsacks massaged each other's as young
Will Mitchell grimaced and groaned while hungrily bouncing his
super-stretched hole up and down on the two men's steely erections. The
kid was sat between them facing Mick directly who now was slowly wanking
his dick back to life at the sight.
`Fuuuckkkk this is such a tight arse!' Zack grunted as he enjoyed the
feel of his mate's wet dick squashed against his own inside the teen
bum.
Martin reached up to tweak Will's nipples and grope his stiff and pretty
7-incher which stood straight out from a small patch of black shaved
pubes and shaved balls. Will's pink hole was completely smooth and he
was really putting it to the test as this was his first ever double
penetration experience.
`Oh god fuck me fellas' he moaned lustily as his speed picked up.
Another head popped around the shower walls to watch the show - Jay had
come to see what all the fuss was about.
`Oh my god Will!' Jay cried in shock `never knew you were such a
little slut!' he added. Jay had practically been a stepfather to the boy
when he was with Honey, now he saw him in a totally new light.
`Gimme that cock Jay, been wanting to suck you off since I was a little
kid' Will lustily spoke, and Jay obeyed, strutting over and feeding the
angelic young lad's mouth with his pale juicy penis.
As Martin and Zack increased their pace on Will's hole and neared their
climax, Will sucked happily on Jay's cock and Mick showered off while
watching them and wanking, Vinny's head popped over the top of the
shower block walls and he positioned his phone to capture all of the
action.
`Oi, what you fucking doing with that?' shouted Zack.
`Don't worry, it's for Will's Twitter content! I'm a whizz with a
phone so I've been filming him for some of his scenes. I can blur your
faces out so no one will know who it is' Vinny explained.
`Well make sure you fucking send us a copy' Jay quipped, high-fiving
Martin and Zack as the three fellas went back to their assault on Will's
holes, eventually cumming in unison and filling the teen slut up with
ropes of hot white semen. To finish the scene, Mick Carter strutted over
and came for the second time that evening all over Will's innocent face,
leaving him happy and content knowing that this scene would probably
double his followers overnight.
Back in the gym, after enjoying the taste of Keegan's hole while he
drained his brother's cock, Freddie was now on his back on a weight
bench with his long legs literally behind his head being held firmly. His
perfect arse was spread wide and his hole being annihilated by Callum.
The Coke can width felt like two cocks to young Freddie and he cried out
in pleasure and slight pain as his talented hole was put to the test by
the thickest cock he ever had taken. Callum's chunky bum was being
sucked and licked by his husband Ben as his massive low balls slapped
Freddie's arse with every thrust.
Screams were heard across the gym as Bobby Beale wanked his blonde cock
and shot his load across the floor. He was on all-fours and being railed
by the hairy studly Kheerat and his horse cock. Kheerat held Bobby by the
hair with one hand as he thrust his enormous nob into the tight blonde
snatch, roaring in lust as he bred the 20 year old and planted his potent
seed deep inside his guts. Kheerat let go of Bobby's hair and collapsed
on top of him, tendering kissing his ears and neck as the pair of them
caught their breaths.
Feeling recharged, Jack Branning was now enjoying a sensational blowjob
from Keegan, who was on his knees while Jack sank back into a bean bag in
the corner. Jack guided the kid's head slowly and deeply up and down his
massive daddy dong while sipping on a beer and surveying the room,
watching the show that Callum and Ben were putting on. Callum was now
dripping sweat all over the young Slater lad who was whimpering in
ecstasy at the pounding his hole was enjoying. Ben had moved round to
stuff his own juicy balls into Freddie's mouth and was wanking away at
his smooth cock while he kissed his husband who was about to blow his wad
into Freddie's willing cunt. The three of them fucked like a well-oiled
machine, sweating and spitting on each other. Freddie's nose pressed
against Ben's hairy gooch as he suckled on the balls and caused the
Mitchell man to shoot a hot torrent of cum across his torso and crotch,
causing Ben to suck hard on Callum's tongue and Freddie to clamp down on
his dick which tipped the copper over the edge and he groaned deeply into
Ben's mouth as he flooded the slutty boy's hole with another sloppy
load.
After all showering off, Will, Martin, Zack, Mick, Jay and Vinny all came
back to the main gym and sat down to join a resting Keanu in the boxing
ring, grabbing some beers and chatting naked and uninhibited. Bobby and
Kheerat eventually joined them, as did Jack and Keegan after Jack had cum
down the lad's throat. Lastly, the group was completed by Callum, Ben
and Freddie. Everyone had showered aside from Freddie who was now to be
the subject of one final ejaculation from everybody.
Freddie lay down grinning on the floor of the boxing ring and everybody
else stood in a big circle around him, massaging their own cocks back to
full hardness ready to christen Walford's biggest whore (not for long if
Will had anything do with it).
Over the next ten minutes, the men groaned, grunted, moaned and sighed as
they all wanked themselves to orgasm. Keanu came first, spraying
Freddie's chest with his seed, followed by Bobby who dribbled some
watery fluid over his legs. Jay was next, hitting Freddie's stomach with
his hot load, while Will stood over the fellow teen and shot a potent
full wad right onto Freddie's lips. Mick grunted and spat on the lad as
he towered over him and jizzed in his curly hair, while Kheerat blasted a
white rope right onto Freddie's own hard long cock, enhancing his lube.
Keegan was next, closing his eyes tightly and unleashing a torrent of
sperm onto Freddie's belly, followed by Ben who decorated his arm with
his sloppy deposit, and Vinny who splashed his feet. Callum jerked his
thick monster and drained his final spooge all over Freddie's nipples,
and Martin and Zack (always in sync) yelled out in pleasure as they fired
ropes of hot spunk all over Freddie's cheeks and forehead. Lastly, Jack
approached the cum-drenched boy and stood proudly above his face. Freddie
looked up in bliss through sticky eyes and smiled `give it to me
daddy'.
`I ain't got anymore cum in me mate but I'll tell you what I do need -
a massive fucking piss' Jack grinned.
The men laughed and whooped as Jack pointed his flaring bellend right at
Freddie's face and unleashed a torrent of hot, steaming, yellow piss,
spraying the young lad's face with it and washing off the remnants of
all the previous loads. Freddie opened his mouth and felt the stream hit
the back of his throat as he gulped down mouthful after mouthful of
Jack's delicious tangy load of piss. Freddie jerked his own big dick and
cried out in passion as he shot a giant load all over himself and finally
experienced his first orgasm of the day.
As Jack shook his foreskin to provide Freddie with the final drops, the
men all started to make their way to their strewn clothes and prepared to
leave. After several hours of amazing sex, the men of Walford knew that
their lives would never be the same again and it was all thanks to one
kid - Freddie Slater really had shagged the Square. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
<pre>Date: Wed, 5 Apr 2023 11:26:15 +0000 (UTC)
From: British Soaps <[email protected]>
Subject: Freddie Slater Shags the Square - Part 5 (Gay Celebrity)
Freddie Slater Shags the Square - Part 5 (Final)
Disclaimer: this story is fantasy and implies nothing about the BBC, the
characters or actors who play them.
The Orgy:
It had been three months since Freddie had taken a ride on Jay's cock
and a lot had happened in that time! Not only was he regularly blowing
Jay at the car lot inbetween cleaning cars, he had he become a regular
fuck-toy for Zack and Martin any time they didn't have a woman on the
go... or sometimes even when they did. Freddie had also been shagged again
by Mick in the Vic toilets during a busy shift, Linda's karaoke night
ringing in their ears as Freddie was pushed against the cubicle wall
while the daddy landlord shot his wad deep inside him. On top of these
familiar men, he'd also become intimate with plenty more Walford studs
to the extent that people began to talk amongst each and soon realise
that Freddie Slater was shagging most of the men in the square.
It was Ben Mitchell who first suggested a group orgy. His dad Phil had
just bought into the new boxing club, Sharon's former gym, and it
wasn't yet fully open due to some equipment not being ready. Phil had
given Ben some keys to keep an eye on the place and being around for
deliveries, so it was the perfect location to hold a gangbang. Ben's
police detective husband, Callum, had shown him the video of Jack fucking
Freddie in the interview room before Christmas and they used it to
blackmail (not that he needed much persuasion) Freddie into joining them
for three ways whenever they wanted one.
After running it past Callum, the two of them approached Freddie about
the orgy idea after a night of passion. Entangled in bed together, the
three of them discussed who to invite and how to go about arranging it.
Ben suggested a secret WhatsApp group parading as a `lads night' to
preview the boxing club, but Freddie would tell each man individually
(all of whom he was now acquainted with) the real truth. The plan was put
in action and a date booked for later in the month, with the seeds being
planted by Freddie in the build up (usually while the man planted their
seed in him).
The night in question was finally here. The men had started arriving at
the boxing club from 8pm, with Ben discreetly letting them in, and by
8.30 everybody was ready to go, with just the guest of honour and his
mate Bobby to arrive. Everyone stood chatting and excitedly comparing
notes about their time with Freddie over the past 4 or 5 months since
he'd turned up in Walford and seduced everyone with his full lips, dark
eyes and unbeatable arse.
A knock at the door broke everyone from their conversations and they all
anticipated that the object of their desires had arrived. Ben jogged up
the stairs to the door and enthusiastically returned with Bobby and
Freddie in tow. Bobby looked nervous as hell, especially seeing some of
the faces in the crowd and remembering how he'd known them as a child -
now here he was, accompanying his mate Freddie as a fellow bottom to even
out the numbers. Martin and Zack had let slip in their first encounter
with Freddie that they'd fucked Bobby, which allowed Freddie to find out
more from the source who revealed that he'd been bottoming for Martin
since he was released from prison, as well as his brother Peter and
eventually he got aquainted with Zack when he and Martin became pals.
Freddie was the opposite of shy, bounding in wearing a black snug-fitting
tracksuit, white trainers and a green bomber jacket. He clasped hands
with all the men, throwing them a huge grin and winking as he worked the
room, making everybody's cocks stir in their pants. Ben swiftly locked
up and returned to address the room.
`Right lads - now we're all here just to say, grab as much beer as you
like from the fridge, make sure everyone's having fun and keep this
night to yourself! Hopefully if it all goes to plan we can do it again.'
`Now obviously fellas there are a lot more tops here than bottoms -
we've got Freddie here as the star of the show and we're all here
because we know how talented the kid is, but remember to share eh?!' Ben
laughed as he shook his hand through Freddie's curly locks.
`Bobby here is also available and I had it on good authority he's one
to watch. You might've also noticed young William in the corner, my
cousin, now he's 16 and inexperienced but he's keen to learn and he's
just started a Twitter account - he's got big dreams of starring
alongside teninchtop by the time he's 18 so make sure you show him a few
tricks!' he continued.
`Lastly, there's myself. I'm vers but I've got a well-used slutty
hole so don't be shy' he winked, causing Callum to blush.
`OK lads, enough of my gob, grab yourself a man and let's having some
fucking sexy fun!' Ben yelled, causing the crowd to woop excitedly and
scan the room for their first partners of the night.
Freddie felt someone removing his coat instantly and a hand reach down to
grope his irresistible arse. He turned around and was met by the stunning
Ravi Gulati, relative of the Panesars.
`Been a while since I sank into that pussy' Ravi seductively spoke as
he leaned in and kissed Freddie's beautiful face hard. He pushed him
towards the boxing ring as he helped Freddie shed his clothing. Freddie
stood against the ring in just tight white Calvin Klein trunks as he felt
his arms grabbed from behind and somebody strongly pulled him through the
ropes. Ravi grabbed his legs and pushed him onto the mat of the boxing
ring, climbing through and standing above Freddie dominantly as he shed
his own clothing. The person who'd pulled Freddie into the ring was now
naked and had fed his hard 8 inch cock into Freddie's eager mouth.
`Alright mate, you take his mouth and I'll take his hole, then we'll
have a swap' Ravi said to his new friend.
`Deal!' smiled Keanu, who was already groaning from the head Freddie
was dishing out.
`Where did you meet him?' Ravi asked as he knelt down and started to
finger Freddie's spread arse with one hand while jerk his own 9 inch
Asian monster with the other.
`A recommendation from Zack, so I fucked him in the office at Peggy's'
Keanu laughed. `You?'
`Cheeky fucker saw me with a married woman and sent me photos
blackmailing me into fucking his arse. Turns out I like it' Ravi rolled
his eyes, spat on Freddie's smooth hole, removed his fingers and
replaced them immediately with his fat leaking tool.
`Mmmpphhh fuck!' Freddie moaned around Keanu's attractive erection.
`Shut up!' Keanu slapped his cheek softly and got up onto his feet,
squatting over Freddie's face and now forcefully ramming his whole 8
inches in and out of Freddie's mouth. Freddie was in heaven, staring up
at Keanu's spread arse he could see his smooth cheeks open to reveal the
tight pucker surrounded by dirty blonde hair, while a pair of massive
babymakers slapped his face and he squirmed on the end of Ravi's
incredible and talented cock that was now jackhammering his stretched
teen pussy right there on the boxing ring floor.
Meanwhile, the other men had occupied themselves nicely. On a gym mat in
the corner of the room, Ben's fat arse was being gobbled on by Jack
Branning who was priming the tasty ring with his thick tongue getting it
ready for a hot probing with his monster cock. Ben had daddy issues so
was always happy when an older man was in between his legs. Meanwhile,
Jay Brown was grinding his supple ginger cunt all over his adoptive
brother's face, Ben being smothered by the creamy cheeks and sweaty pink
ring. Ben had always dreamed of eating Jay out and had wanked over him
countless times when they were teenagers, now here he was (thanks to that
slut Freddie) with his tongue delving into Jay's wrinkled pucker. The
red-head sighed and gasped in delight as he lazily jerked his pink cock
and rubbed his bellend with his thumb. Ben suddenly grunted loudly into
Jay's bum as he felt his own backside greet a welcome intruder in the
form of Jack's massive daddy dick. Jack wasted no time in putting his
hips to work and pummelling Ben's experienced hole, leaning forward and
overwhelmed by lust, Jack opened his mouth and gobbled Jay's leaking
cock, sucking away in delight as his own weapon was milked by Ben.
Across the room, on a weights bench, Ben's husband Callum lay back and
watched as his partner was dominated by the two hot men. Callum himself
grunted in passion as his own 7.5 inch thick willy was ridden by Bobby
Beale. Bobby had come out of his shell after Callum had made his move and
seduced him with deep kisses and a hole fingering, and before long Bobby
had mounted the detective and was putting his skinny little arse to work.
Bobby's super-pink hole was surrounded by a light dusting of light
blonde hair and it stretched out around Callum's Coke-can width dick.
Bobby cried out in joy as he felt his prostate buzz against each thrust
and he massaged his own 6.5 incher in time.
`Good pussy isn't it mate?!' shouted Zack as he walked past and
high-fived a delirious Callum. Zack grabbed Bobby by the neck as he
milked the older man's dick and spat directly into his open mouth.
`Good boy. Don't forget who your master is' he snarled, giving Bobby a
light slap as he walked away and towards the showers.
Inside the changing rooms, Zack walked past Mick Carter knelt on a bench,
his face pressed up against the metal partition and his big, hairy,
sweaty, musky, daddy arse spread wide as can be while Vinny Panesar knelt
behind him and took long firm strokes up and down across the landlord's
tight bum hole. Ever since Freddie ate him out, Mick had been looking to
get rimmed as often as he could and had found a fan in Vinny tonight. The
young Asian stud had a daddy fetish too, and Mick's body was a dream to
him. He wanted to worship his hairy belly and man-tits, suck his big
hairy dong and let the man breed his hole right there in front of
everybody.
Zack continued on round to the showers and heard the unmistakable sound
of his good mate Martin Fowler grunting away. He turned the corner to see
Martin lying face down on the shower floor, his broad frame completely
covering the lad beneath him. Martin's thick thighs were spread to show
two skinnier legs between them and his fat smooth cheeks wobbled as he
thrust his hips against his new lover. Zack walked around to where
Martin's head was and saw he was deeply and passionately kissing Will
Mitchell, the young and inexperienced teen boy who had aspirations for a
career in gay porn. Martin's thick tongue was dancing against Will's
and Will's slim hands reached around to grope the older man's chunky
bum. Zack jerked his cock at the horny sight of his mate completely
enveloping the young lad and watched them continue to get acquainted.
Meanwhile, back in the main gym and Freddie's hole had just been flooded
by Ravi AND Keanu's cocks. The two muscle studs had spent the last 15
minutes taking it in turns to go between the lanky twink's throat and
pussy, before eventually breeding the latter and leaving the lad like a
cumsoaked rag doll on the boxing ring floor.
`I've got somewhere to be' Ravi said, quickly getting dressed, `but
let's do this again' he nodded to both Keanu and Freddie.
`Happily mate' replied Keanu, playfully slapping Ravi on his muscled
arse as he left for the evening. A fully naked Keanu stood and surveyed
the room, wondering who he could pair up with next, when he felt two
hands force his firm blonde arse cheeks apart and a hot wet tongue
suddenly snake its way into his tight tasty ring.
`Oi!' he chuckled as he twisted his body to see who his mystery admirer
was. `Fucking hell, bruv, I had no idea you were here!'
Keegan Baker, Keanu's half brother, had made a surprise appearance at
the orgy and had been hiding in the store room waiting to surprise his
big brother. The two of them had been secret lovers for years, since
Keegan was 16 and they shared a room, but they'd not been acquainted in
this way for a long while.
`Surprise!' Keegan beamed, temporarily releasing his mouth from his
second-favourite place before spinning Keanu around and devouring his
favourite place, swallowing his large beautiful prick in one go and
gripping his brother's heavy balls. Keegan's own firm 8 inches throbbed
and leaked all over the boxing ring floor as he got to work. Suddenly he
felt his own arse being fondled by a slick, wet index finger as Freddie
roused himself from his double-bred state and began to fondle the mixed
race beauty's pert and tight bottom. Keegan hummed happily against
Keanu's crotch as he felt his cock head press deep down in his throat
while his arse was fingered and licked by a hungry Freddie.
Across the gym, Jack had deposited a huge load inside Ben and Jay had cum
hard down Jack's throat. Jack was leaning over Ben, his huge cock
deflating as it slid from the sloppy hole, while slowly spitting a long
string of Jay's cum into Ben's waiting mouth. Ben grinned and showed
his cummy teeth to Jack who leaned down and greeted him with a deep kiss
as they swapped their ginger mate's seed between them and Jay watched
on, feeling spent and satisfied.
Bobby's rampant riding of Callum's obscenely thick cock had come to a
climax, with Bobby now dismounting the wide tool and exposing his gaping
blonde, dripping hole to a nearby admirer. Kheerat Panesar had been sent
the invite by his brother Vinny, and Kheerat had been lazily wanking his
10 inch brown ass-destroyer in the corner watching Bobby ride Callum.
Kheerat had a real fetish for skinny young lads and immediately swooped
in, took Bobby in his arms, pulled him down into his lap and (before his
hole had chance to recover) guided his massive knob into the pale lad's
willing cunt. Bobby sighed and immediately went back to riding the fuck
out of the cock that now consumed him. Kheerat devoured Bobby's skinny
chest, licking and sucking his small pink nipples and sniffing around his
barely haired armpits.
`Mmm you're such a hot boy' Kheerat grunted as he felt the blonde
almost dance upon his raging erection while his enormous brown babymakers
slapped up and down against the slim cheeks.
Back in the showers and after spending 20 minutes face-forward in Mick's
hairy cunt, Vinny was now being face-fucked by Mick's turgid daddy dick.
Vinny's face was absolutely covered in his own saliva as Mick pummelled
down hard into his throat, over and over, gripping the lad by the hair as
he annihilated his throat. Mick's massive hairy low-hangers slapped
against Vinny's chin and he leaned down to spit right in his face as he
gave him the oral fucking of his life. Within minutes, Vinny's lips and
nose were buried deep in Mick's brown untrimmed pubic bush, the young
Asian lad deeply inhaling the musky scent as he swallowed the intense
thick load that Mick was shooting directly down his throat. Mick threw
his head back and gave a guttural groan as he rode out his orgasm and
reluctantly pulled his thick, cum-streaked prick out of the lad's pretty
mouth.
`Nice one kid, right I'm off to shower' Mick said, strutting into the
shower block and being greeted by one of the horniest sights.
`Fucking hell, that's obscene!' Mick laughed.
Martin and Zack sat on the shower floor, facing each other, Zack's legs
lying on top of Martin's. Their massive studly cocks were pressed
tightly together and their big ballsacks massaged each other's as young
Will Mitchell grimaced and groaned while hungrily bouncing his
super-stretched hole up and down on the two men's steely erections. The
kid was sat between them facing Mick directly who now was slowly wanking
his dick back to life at the sight.
`Fuuuckkkk this is such a tight arse!' Zack grunted as he enjoyed the
feel of his mate's wet dick squashed against his own inside the teen
bum.
Martin reached up to tweak Will's nipples and grope his stiff and pretty
7-incher which stood straight out from a small patch of black shaved
pubes and shaved balls. Will's pink hole was completely smooth and he
was really putting it to the test as this was his first ever double
penetration experience.
`Oh god fuck me fellas' he moaned lustily as his speed picked up.
Another head popped around the shower walls to watch the show - Jay had
come to see what all the fuss was about.
`Oh my god Will!' Jay cried in shock `never knew you were such a
little slut!' he added. Jay had practically been a stepfather to the boy
when he was with Honey, now he saw him in a totally new light.
`Gimme that cock Jay, been wanting to suck you off since I was a little
kid' Will lustily spoke, and Jay obeyed, strutting over and feeding the
angelic young lad's mouth with his pale juicy penis.
As Martin and Zack increased their pace on Will's hole and neared their
climax, Will sucked happily on Jay's cock and Mick showered off while
watching them and wanking, Vinny's head popped over the top of the
shower block walls and he positioned his phone to capture all of the
action.
`Oi, what you fucking doing with that?' shouted Zack.
`Don't worry, it's for Will's Twitter content! I'm a whizz with a
phone so I've been filming him for some of his scenes. I can blur your
faces out so no one will know who it is' Vinny explained.
`Well make sure you fucking send us a copy' Jay quipped, high-fiving
Martin and Zack as the three fellas went back to their assault on Will's
holes, eventually cumming in unison and filling the teen slut up with
ropes of hot white semen. To finish the scene, Mick Carter strutted over
and came for the second time that evening all over Will's innocent face,
leaving him happy and content knowing that this scene would probably
double his followers overnight.
Back in the gym, after enjoying the taste of Keegan's hole while he
drained his brother's cock, Freddie was now on his back on a weight
bench with his long legs literally behind his head being held firmly. His
perfect arse was spread wide and his hole being annihilated by Callum.
The Coke can width felt like two cocks to young Freddie and he cried out
in pleasure and slight pain as his talented hole was put to the test by
the thickest cock he ever had taken. Callum's chunky bum was being
sucked and licked by his husband Ben as his massive low balls slapped
Freddie's arse with every thrust.
Screams were heard across the gym as Bobby Beale wanked his blonde cock
and shot his load across the floor. He was on all-fours and being railed
by the hairy studly Kheerat and his horse cock. Kheerat held Bobby by the
hair with one hand as he thrust his enormous nob into the tight blonde
snatch, roaring in lust as he bred the 20 year old and planted his potent
seed deep inside his guts. Kheerat let go of Bobby's hair and collapsed
on top of him, tendering kissing his ears and neck as the pair of them
caught their breaths.
Feeling recharged, Jack Branning was now enjoying a sensational blowjob
from Keegan, who was on his knees while Jack sank back into a bean bag in
the corner. Jack guided the kid's head slowly and deeply up and down his
massive daddy dong while sipping on a beer and surveying the room,
watching the show that Callum and Ben were putting on. Callum was now
dripping sweat all over the young Slater lad who was whimpering in
ecstasy at the pounding his hole was enjoying. Ben had moved round to
stuff his own juicy balls into Freddie's mouth and was wanking away at
his smooth cock while he kissed his husband who was about to blow his wad
into Freddie's willing cunt. The three of them fucked like a well-oiled
machine, sweating and spitting on each other. Freddie's nose pressed
against Ben's hairy gooch as he suckled on the balls and caused the
Mitchell man to shoot a hot torrent of cum across his torso and crotch,
causing Ben to suck hard on Callum's tongue and Freddie to clamp down on
his dick which tipped the copper over the edge and he groaned deeply into
Ben's mouth as he flooded the slutty boy's hole with another sloppy
load.
After all showering off, Will, Martin, Zack, Mick, Jay and Vinny all came
back to the main gym and sat down to join a resting Keanu in the boxing
ring, grabbing some beers and chatting naked and uninhibited. Bobby and
Kheerat eventually joined them, as did Jack and Keegan after Jack had cum
down the lad's throat. Lastly, the group was completed by Callum, Ben
and Freddie. Everyone had showered aside from Freddie who was now to be
the subject of one final ejaculation from everybody.
Freddie lay down grinning on the floor of the boxing ring and everybody
else stood in a big circle around him, massaging their own cocks back to
full hardness ready to christen Walford's biggest whore (not for long if
Will had anything do with it).
Over the next ten minutes, the men groaned, grunted, moaned and sighed as
they all wanked themselves to orgasm. Keanu came first, spraying
Freddie's chest with his seed, followed by Bobby who dribbled some
watery fluid over his legs. Jay was next, hitting Freddie's stomach with
his hot load, while Will stood over the fellow teen and shot a potent
full wad right onto Freddie's lips. Mick grunted and spat on the lad as
he towered over him and jizzed in his curly hair, while Kheerat blasted a
white rope right onto Freddie's own hard long cock, enhancing his lube.
Keegan was next, closing his eyes tightly and unleashing a torrent of
sperm onto Freddie's belly, followed by Ben who decorated his arm with
his sloppy deposit, and Vinny who splashed his feet. Callum jerked his
thick monster and drained his final spooge all over Freddie's nipples,
and Martin and Zack (always in sync) yelled out in pleasure as they fired
ropes of hot spunk all over Freddie's cheeks and forehead. Lastly, Jack
approached the cum-drenched boy and stood proudly above his face. Freddie
looked up in bliss through sticky eyes and smiled `give it to me
daddy'.
`I ain't got anymore cum in me mate but I'll tell you what I do need -
a massive fucking piss' Jack grinned.
The men laughed and whooped as Jack pointed his flaring bellend right at
Freddie's face and unleashed a torrent of hot, steaming, yellow piss,
spraying the young lad's face with it and washing off the remnants of
all the previous loads. Freddie opened his mouth and felt the stream hit
the back of his throat as he gulped down mouthful after mouthful of
Jack's delicious tangy load of piss. Freddie jerked his own big dick and
cried out in passion as he shot a giant load all over himself and finally
experienced his first orgasm of the day.
As Jack shook his foreskin to provide Freddie with the final drops, the
men all started to make their way to their strewn clothes and prepared to
leave. After several hours of amazing sex, the men of Walford knew that
their lives would never be the same again and it was all thanks to one
kid - Freddie Slater really had shagged the Square.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/speechless-brothers | Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2023 18:41:28 +0000 (UTC) From: Chubby Boy Subject: Speechless Brothers Part 1 The Speechless Brothers Part 1 This story is based on characters from the now cancelled television show Speechless. I don't own these characters. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments. [email protected] Ray had been helping his big brother JJ with everything for as long as he could remember. Having a brother in a wheelchair (who is also non-verbal) was tough sometimes, but for as crazy as their family was, nobody minded helping out. Ray, his mom and dad, even his acerbic sister, were all so used to helping JJ with everyday things that it never would have occurred to any of them to mind. Once Ray was old enough to help JJ in and out of the tub, it had become his job to help JJ with his nightly bath. JJ had little modesty around his family, the result of having family members dress and undress you. Ray had of course noticed that JJ's dick was much bigger than his own, but had originally chalked that up to JJ's being older and having gone through puberty earlier than Ray. Ray was a late bloomer, but even once he had started developing, he had noticed that JJ was much bigger than he was. Ray, who was had just begun to figure his own sexuality, couldn't help but steal a few extra glances at JJ's cock while he helped him bathe. Erections weren't uncommon either. JJ was a growing boy, full of hormones like any teenager. Ray had never measured of course, but he guessed that JJ was probably 8 inches when erect. This seemed even bigger in comparison to JJ's slim frame and near hairless body. One night, as Ray yammered on about some problem he was having with someone at school (Ray always seemed to have some problem to stress over in his life), he was gently washing JJ. JJ was erect (as he usually was during bath time those days). Ray gently wrapped a wash cloth around JJ's boner and gentle pulled back his foreskin to clean the head of his cock. Both DeMeo boys were uncut like their father. The DeMeos though that circumcision was an outdated and barbaric tradition. But this time, as Ray gentle pulled back the skin to reveal the head of JJ's cock, he heard JJ make a quiet grunting sound. JJ was non-verbal, and when he was in the bath, he didn't wear the pointer device that he usually used to communicate. Ray looked at JJ as he grunted. "Pain?" Ray said. Ray had immediately stopped talking about his own problems and focused all his attention on JJ. During a bath, a grunt could mean JJ was in crisis. JJ had a grimace on his face, but he gently nodded "no" as he looked at Ray. Ray had stopped washing, with his hand around the wash cloth, which was in turn around JJ's big erect cock. Ray was never a calm person, but now he was singularly focused on JJ and as calm as could be. "Do you need out?" Ray asked quietly. JJ nodded no again, swapping his glance from Ray to his own cock. "I'm not sure what you need," Ray said kindly. "But if you are ok, I am almost done here and then we can..." Ray was cut off mid-sentence as JJ's cock erupted in his hand. The first shot of JJ's hot cum struck Ray in the face and in his open mouth. Ray didn't realize what was happening at first, and instinctually snapped his mouth shut. He was too shocked to move away, and looked down at JJ's cock in his hand just in time for the second shot to hit Ray in the eye. Ray finally realized what was happening, feeling JJ's massive cock throbbing in his hand as he watched four more thick ropes of jizz spurt out of JJ's cock and land in the sudsy water. JJ grunted with each spurt. Ray would later think that these grunts sounded different from any of the other grunts that the non-verbal JJ would use to communicate. JJ gently writhed in pleasure as his orgasm subsided, but then quickly looked back to Ray in horror. JJ was embarrassed and perhaps surprised that he could be embarrassed in front of his brother, who had seen him in some pretty personal situations. Ray was mesmerized by the spitting cobra in his hand, but finally looked up at JJ's face. Ray's own face was covered with jizz that slowly dripped down his cheeks and chin. One of Ray's eyes was closed and sticky with JJ's semen. JJ was mortified at what had happened, and for a moment, he thought Ray was going to freak out, but after a long pause, Ray burst into laughter. And despite his embarrassment, JJ laughed too, perhaps with relief more than anything. Ray grabbed a towel and wiped his face. In a moment of clarity, as his face was covered from JJ's view by the towel, he quickly swallowed the small amount of JJ's cum that was still in his mouth rather than spitting it into the towel. He didn't think about it, he just did it. He would later think about it and find that he loved the taste, and the experience of having a man jizz on his face. Maybe it was weird that it was his brother's cum, but Ray learned a lot about himself that day. Later, when they were done with the bath, and JJ was dressed in pajamas and in bed, Ray had retrieved his pointer device and they had a long talk about what had happened. Mercifully, their sister wasn't home yet and they had the room to themselves. JJ had apologized and Ray had said there was no need. Teenage boys had hormones and those hormones made them horny. Ray had sheepishly admitted that he had started masturbating only a few months earlier with the arrival of his first whisps of pubes and underarm hair. You had to, or what happened in the tub would happen more often. The only way to prevent it was to "empty out the pipes." Then had come an uncomfortable realization. JJ had only limited function in either hand. Ray, perhaps more out of compassion for his brother than anything else, had suggested that he try to see how much stimulating he could do on his own. Ray had gently positioned JJ's hands around his cock, but JJ had only be able to do so much masturbating with his range of motion. So Ray had offered, and JJ had agreed (though a little reluctantly), that when they were in the tub, if JJ needed "a little tug", Ray would "give him a hand." JJ had at first seemed embarrassed by the whole thing, but eventually, both could see the humor in this pragmatic approach. And so, the new bath time ritual was that once all the bathing had been complete, Ray would quietly ask, "Do you need a little tug?" JJ would almost always enthusiastically nod yes, and Ray would silently grasp JJ's massive cock and gently stroke it until JJ would contort slightly and grunt softly before spurting jizz either straight up and back down into the water, or back onto his own chest and belly. Ray was always careful not to aim it at his own face (no matter how badly he secretly wanted to). The first few times, Ray tried to avoid eye contact with JJ while he was stroking his cock. But the third or fourth time he gave JJ "a tug," Ray glanced at JJ's face to find him staring intently at Ray. Ray felt a little uncomfortable with the eye contact, but he maintained it and quickly realized that it heightened the experience for JJ. From then on, Ray would almost always maintain eye contact the entire time. Ray found he enjoyed the grimace JJ's face made when he orgasmed. Ray found himself thinking about these encounters as he lay in bed at night and his hand, the hand that had hours earlier been wrapped around JJ's cock as it pulsated cum into the air, that hand would slowly find its way under the waistband of Ray's pajamas and wrap itself around Ray's own five-inch erection. On the rare occasion that their sister was away for the night and the two brothers found themselves with the room to themselves, Ray would offer to "tug" JJ as he lay in bed. At JJ's request, these sessions would include a pornographic video playing on a laptop opened and positioned on JJ's check. JJ couldn't easily access pornography usually, as his mother or father or sister might see, but Ray had given JJ access to the kinds of things that a growing boy needs to explore, but doesn't necessarily want his mom to know about. On these occasions, Ray would slide a sock down over JJ's enormous dick and gently stroke it while JJ watched the porno. JJ usually wouldn't take very long to cum, his body contorting and his quiet grunting letting Ray know when he was finished. The sock having prevented the need for any cleanup, Ray would put the laptop away and bid JJ goodnight because going to his own bed to think about the taste of JJ's semen as he beat his own meat to orgasm. After six months or so of one or the other version of this ritual taking place almost nightly, it was bath time and when Ray had quietly asked if JJ needed a tug, JJ had gently shook his head to say "no." Ray didn't think anything of it, but honestly, he was a little disappointed. Ray still wasn't sure if he was gay or bi or something else, but he knew how much he enjoyed stroking his big brothers cock. After the bath, Ray had gotten JJ into bed and was dressing him. Ray had already replaced JJ's pointer device and he noticed the red dot on his own hand as he was gently putting each of JJ's feet through the legs of his sleep pants. The pointer on the hand was a common gesture of JJ's when he needed to get someone's attention. Ray looked first up at JJ and then up to the board on the wall above the bed. This was similar to the board on JJ's chair. It featured letters, numbers, and commons words or phrases that JJ would point to with his pointer in order to communicate. "Your mouth," Ray read quietly out loud. "Again please," Ray said quietly, not looking away from the board. Having to have him repeat was not uncommon. JJ was so practiced at using the board to communicate, he could easily point faster than Ray could read. "Put it in your mouth," Ray read JJ's words. "Put what in my.." Ray turned to look at JJ as he spoke and stopped mid sentence as he did. JJ had positioned the red dot of the pointer on his own cock, which was once again rock hard and sticking up. Owing to its large size, JJ's cock tended to lay back on JJ's stomach when it was hard. It went past his navel. But when it was very hard (as it was now), it would occasionally hover just above JJ's belly. Of all the muscles that JJ had little control over, the muscle that allowed him to tense his cock and move it gently, wasn't one of them. When Ray realized what JJ had said, he repeated it quietly as he looked at JJ's thick meat gently moving up and down, as it inviting Ray to take a taste. There was no need for Ray to repeat it quietly. They were alone in the house, with their sister away at some sporting event and their parents and their various jobs and side hussles. But it seemed like the kind of thing that you should whisper. "You want me to put my mouth on it?" Ray looked at JJ's face as it moved slightly. Ray knew that JJ was communicating on the board, but he couldn't look there just yet. He was looking at JJ's eyes. JJ wasn't kidding. He wanted Ray to put his mouth on his cock. Ray looked almost reluctantly to the board. "Yes. Please. S.U.C.K suck it. Please." Ray read the words quietly, embarrassed to say "suck it." There was so much that they could have said. JJ could have explained that he wanted to do some of the things that he had seen in videos and that he really didn't have anyone else he could try them with. Ray could have said that he had also wanted to try certain things with a guy. But they didn't need to. There brotherly bonds were so strong. They had learned to communicate so well, that those things didn't have to be worked out ahead of time. Ray was quiet for a few moments before he said, "Are you sure you want me to do this?" JJ looked Ray in the eyes with a serious stare and nodded "yes." Ray, ever the nervous sort, quickly stood and locked the bedroom door. This, in typical Ray fashion, wasn't really needed, but his careful nature made him do it anyway. JJ was still mostly nude with his pants still just over his ankles. He was shirtless. Ray, who had decided that he was for sure attracted to men, took a moment to admire his big brother's nude body. His build was slight, not unlike Ray's. JJ was almost completely hairless except for his hairy pits and the light brown pubes around the base of his enormous cock. Ray had surmised that JJ must have inherited his big cock from their father. Ray had occasion several times to see their Dad's cock, most often when Ray was trying to enjoy his own bath and his father would barge in to take a piss. Privacy was a rare thing at the DeMeo house. While he had not seen it hard, Ray figured that their Dad's flacid six inches likely grew to 8 or 9 when hard. This was based solely on Ray's observation of JJ's dick. About six inches soft grew to likely over 8 when hard. Ray had not inherited this trait from their Dad. His own cock was fives inches when erect. He was smaller when hard than JJ was when soft. Ray knelt beside the bed and placed his hand gently around the base of JJ's cock. JJ smiled at the touch and Ray looked intently once more at JJ, "Ready?" Ray said in a whisper. JJ just smiled and nodded. Ray took a deep breath and eagerly put his head down over his big brother's cock. Ray's head, for once in his life, was empty. Of the thousands of thoughts he could have over thought in that moment, Ray found a simple clarity in that moment that almost always eluded him. Ray thought of nothing but the giant cock in his mouth. Ray began to gently push his head down further onto JJ's cock. Ray kept pushing until the tip of JJ's monster cock touched the back of his throat. Attempting to mimic things he had heard and seen in porn, Ray (with some effort) relaxed the back of his throat, and with another gently push, caused the tip of JJ's cock to slide past the back of his throat and down into it. Ray quickly realized that he had no gag reflex, and began to a slow, up and down, motion, allowing a few inches of JJ's cock to slide first down into, then out of his throat. The taste was remarkable. JJ's cock was freshly cleaned, so it tasted at the same time like nothing at all, but also of a gentle saltiness. Ray knew that JJ usually oozed copious amounts of precum during their "tug" sessions, and he surmised this was that delicious taste. Ray also remembered that first time that JJ had accidently cum on his face and Ray had tasted it. This was like that, but also different. Ray was just thinking that he could probably do this forever, but just as he was settling into a rhythm, he felt JJ's cock somehow grow thicker in his throat. He felt JJ's body tense and then he felt as JJ began to cum down into his throat. The sensation was almost more than Ray could stand, but he pushed his head down onto his brother's cock as hard as he could, eagerly taking all of his load down his throat. His only regret was that he couldn't really taste it. When JJ had finally finished, Ray reluctantly pulled his head off of JJ's cock, taking a moment to milk the last drops of sperm from JJ's dick before letting JJ's still hard cock tall from his mouth. Aside from a small strand of spit, there was no evidence of JJ's orgasm. Ray had swallowed every drop. Ray cleared his throat with a small cough, relishing the taste of his brother's jizz in his throat. They didn't talk much. Ray was silent as he finished dressing JJ for bed. Ray was expecting JJ to tell him something and was a little worried that perhaps JJ was angry or regretted what they had done. But after JJ was finally dressed for bed, Ray noticed the red dot on his hand. He looked not at JJ but at the board on the wall. "Thank. You. That. Was. A.M.A..amazing." Ray read aloud to himself. He looked back at JJ's face to see him smiling a huge grin. Ray loved it when JJ smiled. Ray, searching for something to lighten the mood further said, "Just give me a little warning next time huh?" This was a calculated statement. He was trying to get JJ to confirm that all was well. And he secretly wanted there to be a "next time." Ray glanced at the board. "For. Sure. For. Sure." They laughed and talked for a while before they finally settled in for bed. As Ray lay in bed that night, he furiously masturbated his small, hard dick until he came in his sleep pants. His throat was a little sore from the quick beating his brother's cock had given only a few hours earlier. He could still taste the vague bitter saltiness of his brother's jizz. He hoped he never stopped tasting it. As he fell asleep, he decided he would not tell his brother how much he had liked it. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 10 Oct 2023 18:41:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chubby Boy <[email protected]>
Subject: Speechless Brothers Part 1
The Speechless Brothers Part 1
This story is based on characters from the now cancelled television show
Speechless. I don't own these characters. This is pure fiction. I
welcome your comments. [email protected]
Ray had been helping his big brother JJ with everything for as long as he
could remember. Having a brother in a wheelchair (who is also non-verbal)
was tough sometimes, but for as crazy as their family was, nobody minded
helping out. Ray, his mom and dad, even his acerbic sister, were all so
used to helping JJ with everyday things that it never would have occurred
to any of them to mind.
Once Ray was old enough to help JJ in and out of the tub, it had become
his job to help JJ with his nightly bath. JJ had little modesty around
his family, the result of having family members dress and undress you.
Ray had of course noticed that JJ's dick was much bigger than his own,
but had originally chalked that up to JJ's being older and having gone
through puberty earlier than Ray. Ray was a late bloomer, but even once
he had started developing, he had noticed that JJ was much bigger than he
was. Ray, who was had just begun to figure his own sexuality, couldn't
help but steal a few extra glances at JJ's cock while he helped him
bathe.
Erections weren't uncommon either. JJ was a growing boy, full of
hormones like any teenager. Ray had never measured of course, but he
guessed that JJ was probably 8 inches when erect. This seemed even bigger
in comparison to JJ's slim frame and near hairless body. One night, as
Ray yammered on about some problem he was having with someone at school
(Ray always seemed to have some problem to stress over in his life), he
was gently washing JJ. JJ was erect (as he usually was during bath time
those days). Ray gently wrapped a wash cloth around JJ's boner and
gentle pulled back his foreskin to clean the head of his cock. Both DeMeo
boys were uncut like their father. The DeMeos though that circumcision
was an outdated and barbaric tradition.
But this time, as Ray gentle pulled back the skin to reveal the head of
JJ's cock, he heard JJ make a quiet grunting sound. JJ was non-verbal,
and when he was in the bath, he didn't wear the pointer device that he
usually used to communicate. Ray looked at JJ as he grunted. "Pain?"
Ray said. Ray had immediately stopped talking about his own problems and
focused all his attention on JJ. During a bath, a grunt could mean JJ was
in crisis. JJ had a grimace on his face, but he gently nodded "no" as
he looked at Ray. Ray had stopped washing, with his hand around the wash
cloth, which was in turn around JJ's big erect cock. Ray was never a
calm person, but now he was singularly focused on JJ and as calm as could
be. "Do you need out?" Ray asked quietly. JJ nodded no again, swapping
his glance from Ray to his own cock.
"I'm not sure what you need," Ray said kindly. "But if you are ok, I
am almost done here and then we can..." Ray was cut off mid-sentence as
JJ's cock erupted in his hand. The first shot of JJ's hot cum struck
Ray in the face and in his open mouth. Ray didn't realize what was
happening at first, and instinctually snapped his mouth shut. He was too
shocked to move away, and looked down at JJ's cock in his hand just in
time for the second shot to hit Ray in the eye. Ray finally realized what
was happening, feeling JJ's massive cock throbbing in his hand as he
watched four more thick ropes of jizz spurt out of JJ's cock and land in
the sudsy water. JJ grunted with each spurt. Ray would later think that
these grunts sounded different from any of the other grunts that the
non-verbal JJ would use to communicate.
JJ gently writhed in pleasure as his orgasm subsided, but then quickly
looked back to Ray in horror. JJ was embarrassed and perhaps surprised
that he could be embarrassed in front of his brother, who had seen him in
some pretty personal situations. Ray was mesmerized by the spitting cobra
in his hand, but finally looked up at JJ's face. Ray's own face was
covered with jizz that slowly dripped down his cheeks and chin. One of
Ray's eyes was closed and sticky with JJ's semen. JJ was mortified at
what had happened, and for a moment, he thought Ray was going to freak
out, but after a long pause, Ray burst into laughter. And despite his
embarrassment, JJ laughed too, perhaps with relief more than anything.
Ray grabbed a towel and wiped his face. In a moment of clarity, as his
face was covered from JJ's view by the towel, he quickly swallowed the
small amount of JJ's cum that was still in his mouth rather than
spitting it into the towel. He didn't think about it, he just did it. He
would later think about it and find that he loved the taste, and the
experience of having a man jizz on his face. Maybe it was weird that it
was his brother's cum, but Ray learned a lot about himself that day.
Later, when they were done with the bath, and JJ was dressed in pajamas
and in bed, Ray had retrieved his pointer device and they had a long talk
about what had happened. Mercifully, their sister wasn't home yet and
they had the room to themselves. JJ had apologized and Ray had said there
was no need. Teenage boys had hormones and those hormones made them
horny. Ray had sheepishly admitted that he had started masturbating only
a few months earlier with the arrival of his first whisps of pubes and
underarm hair. You had to, or what happened in the tub would happen more
often. The only way to prevent it was to "empty out the pipes."
Then had come an uncomfortable realization. JJ had only limited function
in either hand. Ray, perhaps more out of compassion for his brother than
anything else, had suggested that he try to see how much stimulating he
could do on his own. Ray had gently positioned JJ's hands around his
cock, but JJ had only be able to do so much masturbating with his range
of motion. So Ray had offered, and JJ had agreed (though a little
reluctantly), that when they were in the tub, if JJ needed "a little
tug", Ray would "give him a hand." JJ had at first seemed embarrassed
by the whole thing, but eventually, both could see the humor in this
pragmatic approach.
And so, the new bath time ritual was that once all the bathing had been
complete, Ray would quietly ask, "Do you need a little tug?" JJ would
almost always enthusiastically nod yes, and Ray would silently grasp
JJ's massive cock and gently stroke it until JJ would contort slightly
and grunt softly before spurting jizz either straight up and back down
into the water, or back onto his own chest and belly. Ray was always
careful not to aim it at his own face (no matter how badly he secretly
wanted to). The first few times, Ray tried to avoid eye contact with JJ
while he was stroking his cock. But the third or fourth time he gave JJ
"a tug," Ray glanced at JJ's face to find him staring intently at Ray.
Ray felt a little uncomfortable with the eye contact, but he maintained
it and quickly realized that it heightened the experience for JJ. From
then on, Ray would almost always maintain eye contact the entire time.
Ray found he enjoyed the grimace JJ's face made when he orgasmed. Ray
found himself thinking about these encounters as he lay in bed at night
and his hand, the hand that had hours earlier been wrapped around JJ's
cock as it pulsated cum into the air, that hand would slowly find its way
under the waistband of Ray's pajamas and wrap itself around Ray's own
five-inch erection.
On the rare occasion that their sister was away for the night and the two
brothers found themselves with the room to themselves, Ray would offer to
"tug" JJ as he lay in bed. At JJ's request, these sessions would
include a pornographic video playing on a laptop opened and positioned on
JJ's check. JJ couldn't easily access pornography usually, as his
mother or father or sister might see, but Ray had given JJ access to the
kinds of things that a growing boy needs to explore, but doesn't
necessarily want his mom to know about. On these occasions, Ray would
slide a sock down over JJ's enormous dick and gently stroke it while JJ
watched the porno. JJ usually wouldn't take very long to cum, his body
contorting and his quiet grunting letting Ray know when he was finished.
The sock having prevented the need for any cleanup, Ray would put the
laptop away and bid JJ goodnight because going to his own bed to think
about the taste of JJ's semen as he beat his own meat to orgasm.
After six months or so of one or the other version of this ritual taking
place almost nightly, it was bath time and when Ray had quietly asked if
JJ needed a tug, JJ had gently shook his head to say "no." Ray didn't
think anything of it, but honestly, he was a little disappointed. Ray
still wasn't sure if he was gay or bi or something else, but he knew how
much he enjoyed stroking his big brothers cock. After the bath, Ray had
gotten JJ into bed and was dressing him. Ray had already replaced JJ's
pointer device and he noticed the red dot on his own hand as he was
gently putting each of JJ's feet through the legs of his sleep pants.
The pointer on the hand was a common gesture of JJ's when he needed to
get someone's attention. Ray looked first up at JJ and then up to the
board on the wall above the bed. This was similar to the board on JJ's
chair. It featured letters, numbers, and commons words or phrases that JJ
would point to with his pointer in order to communicate.
"Your mouth," Ray read quietly out loud. "Again please," Ray said
quietly, not looking away from the board. Having to have him repeat was
not uncommon. JJ was so practiced at using the board to communicate, he
could easily point faster than Ray could read. "Put it in your mouth,"
Ray read JJ's words. "Put what in my.." Ray turned to look at JJ as he
spoke and stopped mid sentence as he did. JJ had positioned the red dot
of the pointer on his own cock, which was once again rock hard and
sticking up. Owing to its large size, JJ's cock tended to lay back on
JJ's stomach when it was hard. It went past his navel. But when it was
very hard (as it was now), it would occasionally hover just above JJ's
belly. Of all the muscles that JJ had little control over, the muscle
that allowed him to tense his cock and move it gently, wasn't one of
them.
When Ray realized what JJ had said, he repeated it quietly as he looked
at JJ's thick meat gently moving up and down, as it inviting Ray to take
a taste. There was no need for Ray to repeat it quietly. They were alone
in the house, with their sister away at some sporting event and their
parents and their various jobs and side hussles. But it seemed like the
kind of thing that you should whisper. "You want me to put my mouth on
it?" Ray looked at JJ's face as it moved slightly. Ray knew that JJ was
communicating on the board, but he couldn't look there just yet. He was
looking at JJ's eyes. JJ wasn't kidding. He wanted Ray to put his mouth
on his cock. Ray looked almost reluctantly to the board. "Yes. Please.
S.U.C.K suck it. Please." Ray read the words quietly, embarrassed to say
"suck it." There was so much that they could have said. JJ could have
explained that he wanted to do some of the things that he had seen in
videos and that he really didn't have anyone else he could try them
with. Ray could have said that he had also wanted to try certain things
with a guy. But they didn't need to. There brotherly bonds were so
strong. They had learned to communicate so well, that those things
didn't have to be worked out ahead of time. Ray was quiet for a few
moments before he said, "Are you sure you want me to do this?" JJ
looked Ray in the eyes with a serious stare and nodded "yes."
Ray, ever the nervous sort, quickly stood and locked the bedroom door.
This, in typical Ray fashion, wasn't really needed, but his careful
nature made him do it anyway. JJ was still mostly nude with his pants
still just over his ankles. He was shirtless. Ray, who had decided that
he was for sure attracted to men, took a moment to admire his big
brother's nude body. His build was slight, not unlike Ray's. JJ was
almost completely hairless except for his hairy pits and the light brown
pubes around the base of his enormous cock. Ray had surmised that JJ must
have inherited his big cock from their father. Ray had occasion several
times to see their Dad's cock, most often when Ray was trying to enjoy
his own bath and his father would barge in to take a piss. Privacy was a
rare thing at the DeMeo house. While he had not seen it hard, Ray figured
that their Dad's flacid six inches likely grew to 8 or 9 when hard. This
was based solely on Ray's observation of JJ's dick. About six inches
soft grew to likely over 8 when hard. Ray had not inherited this trait
from their Dad. His own cock was fives inches when erect. He was smaller
when hard than JJ was when soft.
Ray knelt beside the bed and placed his hand gently around the base of
JJ's cock. JJ smiled at the touch and Ray looked intently once more at
JJ, "Ready?" Ray said in a whisper. JJ just smiled and nodded. Ray took
a deep breath and eagerly put his head down over his big brother's cock.
Ray's head, for once in his life, was empty. Of the thousands of
thoughts he could have over thought in that moment, Ray found a simple
clarity in that moment that almost always eluded him. Ray thought of
nothing but the giant cock in his mouth. Ray began to gently push his
head down further onto JJ's cock. Ray kept pushing until the tip of
JJ's monster cock touched the back of his throat. Attempting to mimic
things he had heard and seen in porn, Ray (with some effort) relaxed the
back of his throat, and with another gently push, caused the tip of JJ's
cock to slide past the back of his throat and down into it. Ray quickly
realized that he had no gag reflex, and began to a slow, up and down,
motion, allowing a few inches of JJ's cock to slide first down into,
then out of his throat.
The taste was remarkable. JJ's cock was freshly cleaned, so it tasted at
the same time like nothing at all, but also of a gentle saltiness. Ray
knew that JJ usually oozed copious amounts of precum during their "tug"
sessions, and he surmised this was that delicious taste. Ray also
remembered that first time that JJ had accidently cum on his face and Ray
had tasted it. This was like that, but also different. Ray was just
thinking that he could probably do this forever, but just as he was
settling into a rhythm, he felt JJ's cock somehow grow thicker in his
throat. He felt JJ's body tense and then he felt as JJ began to cum down
into his throat. The sensation was almost more than Ray could stand, but
he pushed his head down onto his brother's cock as hard as he could,
eagerly taking all of his load down his throat. His only regret was that
he couldn't really taste it.
When JJ had finally finished, Ray reluctantly pulled his head off of
JJ's cock, taking a moment to milk the last drops of sperm from JJ's
dick before letting JJ's still hard cock tall from his mouth. Aside from
a small strand of spit, there was no evidence of JJ's orgasm. Ray had
swallowed every drop. Ray cleared his throat with a small cough,
relishing the taste of his brother's jizz in his throat. They didn't
talk much. Ray was silent as he finished dressing JJ for bed. Ray was
expecting JJ to tell him something and was a little worried that perhaps
JJ was angry or regretted what they had done. But after JJ was finally
dressed for bed, Ray noticed the red dot on his hand. He looked not at JJ
but at the board on the wall.
"Thank. You. That. Was. A.M.A..amazing." Ray read aloud to himself. He
looked back at JJ's face to see him smiling a huge grin. Ray loved it
when JJ smiled. Ray, searching for something to lighten the mood further
said, "Just give me a little warning next time huh?" This was a
calculated statement. He was trying to get JJ to confirm that all was
well. And he secretly wanted there to be a "next time." Ray glanced at
the board. "For. Sure. For. Sure."
They laughed and talked for a while before they finally settled in for
bed. As Ray lay in bed that night, he furiously masturbated his small,
hard dick until he came in his sleep pants. His throat was a little sore
from the quick beating his brother's cock had given only a few hours
earlier. He could still taste the vague bitter saltiness of his
brother's jizz. He hoped he never stopped tasting it. As he fell asleep,
he decided he would not tell his brother how much he had liked it.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-big-tip | Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2024 21:22:41 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: The Big Tip This is a fanfiction story with the character Billy Abbott (Jason Thompson This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS ********************************* Billy Abbott comes home after a long day at work. He walks to the kitchen to find out that he forgot to do groceries. Chelsea is not around so he decides to order a pizza. He dials for his order and then decides to take a shower before the pizza arrives. Billy starts to strip down and gets into the shower area, letting the water fall on his body and grabs a piece of soap to clean his body. When he gets at his dick, he feels himself getting horny and decides to give himself some release. While Billy puts the soap away he starts to stroke his dick. Billy's hand tight around his dick stroking himself. He hangs with his back against the tiled wall, pleasuring himself. The doorbell rings and Billy suddenly comes out of his pleasure moment, realizing time went fast. Breaking off the pleasurable moment, he dries himself very quickly and puts a towel around his waist to run over to open the door. A young pizza delivery boy, early twenties, stands at the door, seeing the hot older man still wet in only a towel. The delivery boy likes what he sees, seeing Billy in only a towel around his waist. "Hello daddy!" The guy says out loud. Billy looks at the guy, feeling good at hearing the guy liking what he sees and knowing he's still hot. The guy cannot help but keep eyeing Billy up and down, seeing how fit Billy still looks. Billy, who is still horny has not gotten his dick under control and the guy can clearly see the boner underneath the towel. The guy grins at Billy who looks at him, making Billy realize the guy notices his boner. Billy's mind goes into overdrive to think of what to do, but suddenly places the pizza box aside. "I think you earn a big tip." Billy teases and removes his towel to show his semi hard dick. The guy is impressed by the size of Billy's dick. He removes his cap while entering the apartment. While the guy drops to his knees, Billy closes the door. The guy gets on his knees in front of Billy and starts to take hold of the daddy's big dick, opening his mouth and starts to suck at it. Billy releases a moan while feeling the guy starting to suck at his dick. Hungry, the guy keeps sucking at Billy's dick, starting to even deepthroating Billy's dick. Billy feels amazed by the guy's professional sucking. The guy lustfully keeps on sucking Billy's dick and strokes it several times between the sucking. Billy enjoys it so much. Not gotten the attention from Chelsea for a while since her absence, he now has this younger pizza delivery guy giving him the pleasure he needs. The guy starts to attack Billy's balls with his tongues making Billy feel excited and horny. "I need a good hole to fuck." Billy admits loudly. The guy sees it as a cue and stands up, starting to undo his pants and bends over the nearby table looking over his shoulder. "You can fuck my hole." Billy looks at the guy's ass, he strokes his dick while looking at it. He can't control his logical thinking anymore and gets behind the guy, spitting on his dick to use the spit as lube. With anticipation, the guy awaits the daddy's dick getting at his hole. Billy's mushroom hits the rosebutt of the guy, bringing shivers to the guy. The guy starts to stroke his dick while Billy grabs hold of the waist and pushes his dick up inside. Loud moans of pleasure are heard through the apartment when Billy's big daddy dick comes up inside the guy his ass, feeling that dick hitting the prostate. Both men are in full pleasure while Billy fucks hard and deep, making his hips slap the guy his hips. The guy is in full heat, taking that big daddy dick and enjoying every thrust that Billy gives. Billy turns the guy around, laying him on the table, grabbing the legs up and gets his dick back inside that ass. The guy places his shirt over his head revealing his body to the sexy daddy. Billy looks down seeing the pleasure on the delivery guy's face, grinning seeing how much the guy enjoys it. He now notices the fit body the guy actually has. He was so up into the pleasure he is experiencing that he didn't notice it before. "This is so fucking good. Keep fucking me man." The delivery guy admits. Billy holds those legs while still fucking hard and deep. The guy strokes his dick, enjoying how his fantasy is coming true to be fucked by a sexy daddy like Billy and starts stroking his dick to it. Billy feels he's close to cum. "You make me about to explode." Billy says. "Fill me up daddy, make me feel good!" Billy can't believe that the guy really wants him to cum inside but he doesn't want to let him down, he continues fucking hard deep. The guy keeps stroking his dick faster to the rhythm of Billy's fucking. Both men moan loudly to all the pleasure they are feeling. "I'm cumming!" Billy says out loud and tenses up when he shoots his load inside the guy's ass. "FUCK YEAH DADDY!!" The guy shouts while cumming on his body. After they cummed, they stand up and the guy grabs Billy's towel to clean the sperm off of his stomach. Billy now realizes he never asked the guy's name. "What's your name, boy?" Billy questions. "Zach, sir." Zach replies. "Thanks for the great fuck Zach. My name is..." Billy starts but Zach hushes him. "Don't tell me. I want to remember you as that sexy daddy that fucked me." Zach explains. Billy smiles and watches Zach getting dressed. Zach heads to the door and turns towards Billy. "Thanks for the big tip, daddy." He says while winking at Billy before leaving. Billy smiles and heads to the bathroom to clean himself up again. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 7 Jan 2024 21:22:41 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: The Big Tip
This is a fanfiction story with the character Billy Abbott (Jason Thompson
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS
*********************************
Billy Abbott comes home after a long day at work. He walks to the kitchen
to find out that he forgot to do groceries. Chelsea is not around so he
decides to order a pizza. He dials for his order and then decides to take a
shower before the pizza arrives.
Billy starts to strip down and gets into the shower area, letting the water
fall on his body and grabs a piece of soap to clean his body. When he gets
at his dick, he feels himself getting horny and decides to give himself
some release. While Billy puts the soap away he starts to stroke his
dick. Billy's hand tight around his dick stroking himself. He hangs with
his back against the tiled wall, pleasuring himself.
The doorbell rings and Billy suddenly comes out of his pleasure moment,
realizing time went fast. Breaking off the pleasurable moment, he dries
himself very quickly and puts a towel around his waist to run over to open
the door.
A young pizza delivery boy, early twenties, stands at the door, seeing the
hot older man still wet in only a towel. The delivery boy likes what he
sees, seeing Billy in only a towel around his waist. "Hello daddy!" The guy
says out loud.
Billy looks at the guy, feeling good at hearing the guy liking what he sees
and knowing he's still hot.
The guy cannot help but keep eyeing Billy up and down, seeing how fit Billy
still looks. Billy, who is still horny has not gotten his dick under
control and the guy can clearly see the boner underneath the towel. The guy
grins at Billy who looks at him, making Billy realize the guy notices his
boner.
Billy's mind goes into overdrive to think of what to do, but suddenly
places the pizza box aside. "I think you earn a big tip." Billy teases and
removes his towel to show his semi hard dick.
The guy is impressed by the size of Billy's dick. He removes his cap while
entering the apartment. While the guy drops to his knees, Billy closes the
door. The guy gets on his knees in front of Billy and starts to take hold
of the daddy's big dick, opening his mouth and starts to suck at it. Billy
releases a moan while feeling the guy starting to suck at his dick.
Hungry, the guy keeps sucking at Billy's dick, starting to even
deepthroating Billy's dick. Billy feels amazed by the guy's professional
sucking.
The guy lustfully keeps on sucking Billy's dick and strokes it several
times between the sucking. Billy enjoys it so much. Not gotten the
attention from Chelsea for a while since her absence, he now has this
younger pizza delivery guy giving him the pleasure he needs.
The guy starts to attack Billy's balls with his tongues making Billy feel
excited and horny.
"I need a good hole to fuck." Billy admits loudly.
The guy sees it as a cue and stands up, starting to undo his pants and
bends over the nearby table looking over his shoulder. "You can fuck my
hole."
Billy looks at the guy's ass, he strokes his dick while looking at it. He
can't control his logical thinking anymore and gets behind the guy,
spitting on his dick to use the spit as lube.
With anticipation, the guy awaits the daddy's dick getting at his
hole. Billy's mushroom hits the rosebutt of the guy, bringing shivers to
the guy. The guy starts to stroke his dick while Billy grabs hold of the
waist and pushes his dick up inside. Loud moans of pleasure are heard
through the apartment when Billy's big daddy dick comes up inside the guy
his ass, feeling that dick hitting the prostate.
Both men are in full pleasure while Billy fucks hard and deep, making his
hips slap the guy his hips. The guy is in full heat, taking that big daddy
dick and enjoying every thrust that Billy gives.
Billy turns the guy around, laying him on the table, grabbing the legs up
and gets his dick back inside that ass. The guy places his shirt over his
head revealing his body to the sexy daddy. Billy looks down seeing the
pleasure on the delivery guy's face, grinning seeing how much the guy
enjoys it. He now notices the fit body the guy actually has. He was so up
into the pleasure he is experiencing that he didn't notice it before.
"This is so fucking good. Keep fucking me man." The delivery guy admits.
Billy holds those legs while still fucking hard and deep.
The guy strokes his dick, enjoying how his fantasy is coming true to be
fucked by a sexy daddy like Billy and starts stroking his dick to it.
Billy feels he's close to cum. "You make me about to explode." Billy says.
"Fill me up daddy, make me feel good!"
Billy can't believe that the guy really wants him to cum inside but he
doesn't want to let him down, he continues fucking hard deep. The guy keeps
stroking his dick faster to the rhythm of Billy's fucking. Both men moan
loudly to all the pleasure they are feeling.
"I'm cumming!" Billy says out loud and tenses up when he shoots his load
inside the guy's ass.
"FUCK YEAH DADDY!!" The guy shouts while cumming on his body.
After they cummed, they stand up and the guy grabs Billy's towel to clean
the sperm off of his stomach.
Billy now realizes he never asked the guy's name. "What's your name, boy?"
Billy questions.
"Zach, sir." Zach replies.
"Thanks for the great fuck Zach. My name is..." Billy starts but Zach
hushes him.
"Don't tell me. I want to remember you as that sexy daddy that fucked me."
Zach explains.
Billy smiles and watches Zach getting dressed.
Zach heads to the door and turns towards Billy. "Thanks for the big tip,
daddy." He says while winking at Billy before leaving.
Billy smiles and heads to the bathroom to clean himself up again.
*********************************
If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message
<[email protected]>
For more stories from me, visit
https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867
Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive
free.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/engulfed-in-golf | Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2023 21:06:38 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Engulfed In Golf This is a fanfiction story with Tanner Novlan. This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. ********************************* Tanner Novlan is in Texas with a group of friends. It's a warm day and the men go out for some golf while the women stay at the house. The man found a golf area close to the place and had some fun. Eventually, the sun is burning hot and all the men take off their shirts. The golf area is filled with the shirtless friends Tanner is out with, all in fit shape because of the sports they practice. Tanner is on a roll and heads forward while his 5 friends follow him. He realizes his golf ball ended somewhere in the bushes and he starts to look for it. Because of the beer, some of the friends see Tanner go in the bushes. Tanner's ass is still visible for a good view in the shorts he's wearing. "Damn look at that ass!" A friend says. "A good one to smack at it." Another friend says and heads over to Tanner to smack it. Tanner feels the hard smack. "Dude what the hell!" He yelps from out the bushes. He wants to come out but his friend pushes him back to his place. "Damn what an ass." The guy says and to Tanner his surprise feels his shorts being pulled down right away. "Wait, what are you-..." Tanner suddenly asks. He can't look over his shoulder because the bushes prevent him from doing it. All the friends can see Tanner's nice booty, lick their lips. and rub their crotches. "Hey, this ain't funny anymore." Tanner says, feeling three more pairs of hands holding him in place. 1 friend gets behind Tanner and drops to his knees to spread Tanner's ass cheeks. The guy gives a few spits at it before rimming it. Tanner feels his hole being rimmed. He can't help himself but let a few moans escape his mouth while feeling his rosebutt being licked at. "I think he's enjoying it boys." Tanner doesn't understand why, but feels his dick twitching from excitement between his legs. Then, to Tanner's surprise, he feels 2 tongues rimming him at the same time. 2 of Tanner's friends have spread Tanner's ass cheeks to the max to really devour that ass. "FUCK!" Tanner shouts, feeling how far his cheeks are spread and how those 2 tongues fight for domination at his hole. The friends are all horny now and have been rubbing their dicks. They are rock hard and ready to fuck their friend's hot ass. Tanner doesn't realize that his friends have come very close behind him and have dropped their shorts to stroke their big hard dicks. All of them are ready to take a fuck on his ass. The rimming stops and Tanner nervously awaits what is coming. He feels one coming behind him and grabbing his waist. Then, he feels the head of 1 of his friend's dick's hitting his rosebutt. "Brace yourself buddy." Tanner hears and balls his fists to feel that dick coming inside him. "FUUUUCKKK!!!" He screams while that entire dick gets pushed inside him. Getting it all up in that ass, the friend wastes no time to start fucking Tanner. Tanner loudly moans taking that dick up his ass. Before Tanner realizes it, the dick goes out and the next friend gets behind him and pushes his dick up inside. `OH GOD!!" Tanner screams loudly, feeling a even bigger dick up inside him starting to fuck him. Tanner realizes he will probably get all 5 dicks of his friends. The 2nd friend stops and the 3rd friend gets ready. This dick goes easier, but Tanner feels this friend can fuck wilder. "Easy- EASY!" Tanner shouts, feeling his ass being taken like a punching bag. The friend's hips slam hard against Tanner's ass. The rest of the friends laugh and stroke their dicks, enjoying how hot it is to see Tanner's ass taking all their dicks. The 3rd guy stops and the 4th gets behind Tanner. This friend wastes no time and slams his dick hard up inside. "FUUUCKK!!!" Tanner screams loudly. Tanner feels his ass being filled with that friend's big hard dick. "Take it, buddy!" One of his friends say. "Fuck you, dude!" Tanner replies. "I think you're the one getting fucked!" That friend mocks by his reply. Tanner is all sweaty and his dick is standing rock hard forward of all that pounding at his ass. 4 dicks already have been hitting that prostate inside Tanner and the 5th is ready to take his place. Tanner notices the switch by having his ass have a few seconds of rest before he suddenly realizes the biggest dick is now coming inside him. "DUDE! That one is freaking huge!" Tanner says. "Don't whine and take it up that fucking ass!" Is the reply Tanner gets back. When that huge dick is all lodged inside Tanner, he feels he's about to get fucked. That huge dick really has his hole stretched wide. Sweat drips from Tanner's body. The heat and the fucking is making him sweat a lot. The rest of the friends stroke their dicks above Tanner's ass while the 5th guy keeps fucking Tanner with his huge dick. The temptation has taken over from Tanner and he has started to stroke himself while being fucked. "Yeah, stroke that dick!" A few friends cheer Tanner on while the other friends cheer the friend on that's fucking Tanner. "Fuck that ass, stretch him out!" 2 friends cannot hold it any longer and Tanner feels his ass being covered by sperm. The friends shoot their loads on Tanner's ass and make space for the others to do the same. Tanner then feels the guy who was fucking him stopping and tensing up to then feel the strange feeling of a load being shot inside him. The other 2 friends cum on Tanner's ass as well while Tanner shoots his load on the grass underneath him. The friend takes his big dick out of Tanner and gets up to get his shorts back on just like the other friends. Tanner comes out of the bushes and looks at his friends. "You fuckers!" He says out loud. "You really can take some dick!" A friend jokes. Tanner has to laugh and a few friends rub Tanner's ripped body. "Great stamina man." Tanner feels proud. "Next time I won't bottom." "We will see." A friend replies smiling while they head over to the next hole. Then, Tanner realizes he forgot his gold ball to take out of the bushes. "You want to be taken again?" A friend jokingly asks to see Tanner head to the bushes. "Don't you fucking dare!" Tanner replies over his shoulder before he gets back to search for the golf ball. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 8 Oct 2023 21:06:38 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Engulfed In Golf
This is a fanfiction story with Tanner Novlan.
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction.
*********************************
Tanner Novlan is in Texas with a group of friends. It's a warm day and the
men go out for some golf while the women stay at the house. The man found a
golf area close to the place and had some fun.
Eventually, the sun is burning hot and all the men take off their
shirts. The golf area is filled with the shirtless friends Tanner is out
with, all in fit shape because of the sports they practice. Tanner is on a
roll and heads forward while his 5 friends follow him. He realizes his golf
ball ended somewhere in the bushes and he starts to look for it. Because of
the beer, some of the friends see Tanner go in the bushes. Tanner's ass is
still visible for a good view in the shorts he's wearing.
"Damn look at that ass!" A friend says.
"A good one to smack at it." Another friend says and heads over to Tanner
to smack it.
Tanner feels the hard smack. "Dude what the hell!" He yelps from out the
bushes. He wants to come out but his friend pushes him back to his place.
"Damn what an ass." The guy says and to Tanner his surprise feels his
shorts being pulled down right away.
"Wait, what are you-..." Tanner suddenly asks. He can't look over his
shoulder because the bushes prevent him from doing it.
All the friends can see Tanner's nice booty, lick their lips. and rub their
crotches.
"Hey, this ain't funny anymore." Tanner says, feeling three more pairs of
hands holding him in place.
1 friend gets behind Tanner and drops to his knees to spread Tanner's ass
cheeks. The guy gives a few spits at it before rimming it.
Tanner feels his hole being rimmed. He can't help himself but let a few
moans escape his mouth while feeling his rosebutt being licked at.
"I think he's enjoying it boys."
Tanner doesn't understand why, but feels his dick twitching from excitement
between his legs. Then, to Tanner's surprise, he feels 2 tongues rimming
him at the same time. 2 of Tanner's friends have spread Tanner's ass cheeks
to the max to really devour that ass.
"FUCK!" Tanner shouts, feeling how far his cheeks are spread and how those
2 tongues fight for domination at his hole.
The friends are all horny now and have been rubbing their dicks. They are
rock hard and ready to fuck their friend's hot ass. Tanner doesn't realize
that his friends have come very close behind him and have dropped their
shorts to stroke their big hard dicks. All of them are ready to take a fuck
on his ass.
The rimming stops and Tanner nervously awaits what is coming. He feels one
coming behind him and grabbing his waist. Then, he feels the head of 1 of
his friend's dick's hitting his rosebutt.
"Brace yourself buddy." Tanner hears and balls his fists to feel that dick
coming inside him.
"FUUUUCKKK!!!" He screams while that entire dick gets pushed inside
him. Getting it all up in that ass, the friend wastes no time to start
fucking Tanner. Tanner loudly moans taking that dick up his ass.
Before Tanner realizes it, the dick goes out and the next friend gets
behind him and pushes his dick up inside.
`OH GOD!!" Tanner screams loudly, feeling a even bigger dick up inside him
starting to fuck him.
Tanner realizes he will probably get all 5 dicks of his friends. The 2nd
friend stops and the 3rd friend gets ready. This dick goes easier, but
Tanner feels this friend can fuck wilder.
"Easy- EASY!" Tanner shouts, feeling his ass being taken like a punching
bag.
The friend's hips slam hard against Tanner's ass. The rest of the friends
laugh and stroke their dicks, enjoying how hot it is to see Tanner's ass
taking all their dicks.
The 3rd guy stops and the 4th gets behind Tanner. This friend wastes no
time and slams his dick hard up inside.
"FUUUCKK!!!" Tanner screams loudly.
Tanner feels his ass being filled with that friend's big hard dick.
"Take it, buddy!" One of his friends say.
"Fuck you, dude!" Tanner replies.
"I think you're the one getting fucked!" That friend mocks by his reply.
Tanner is all sweaty and his dick is standing rock hard forward of all that
pounding at his ass. 4 dicks already have been hitting that prostate inside
Tanner and the 5th is ready to take his place. Tanner notices the switch by
having his ass have a few seconds of rest before he suddenly realizes the
biggest dick is now coming inside him.
"DUDE! That one is freaking huge!" Tanner says.
"Don't whine and take it up that fucking ass!" Is the reply Tanner gets
back.
When that huge dick is all lodged inside Tanner, he feels he's about to get
fucked. That huge dick really has his hole stretched wide. Sweat drips from
Tanner's body. The heat and the fucking is making him sweat a lot. The rest
of the friends stroke their dicks above Tanner's ass while the 5th guy
keeps fucking Tanner with his huge dick. The temptation has taken over
from Tanner and he has started to stroke himself while being fucked.
"Yeah, stroke that dick!" A few friends cheer Tanner on while the other
friends cheer the friend on that's fucking Tanner. "Fuck that ass, stretch
him out!"
2 friends cannot hold it any longer and Tanner feels his ass being covered
by sperm. The friends shoot their loads on Tanner's ass and make space for
the others to do the same. Tanner then feels the guy who was fucking him
stopping and tensing up to then feel the strange feeling of a load being
shot inside him. The other 2 friends cum on Tanner's ass as well while
Tanner shoots his load on the grass underneath him.
The friend takes his big dick out of Tanner and gets up to get his shorts
back on just like the other friends.
Tanner comes out of the bushes and looks at his friends. "You fuckers!" He
says out loud.
"You really can take some dick!" A friend jokes.
Tanner has to laugh and a few friends rub Tanner's ripped body. "Great
stamina man."
Tanner feels proud. "Next time I won't bottom."
"We will see." A friend replies smiling while they head over to the next
hole.
Then, Tanner realizes he forgot his gold ball to take out of the bushes.
"You want to be taken again?" A friend jokingly asks to see Tanner head to
the bushes.
"Don't you fucking dare!" Tanner replies over his shoulder before he gets
back to search for the golf ball.
*********************************
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<[email protected]>
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From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: On the set of "How I Learned To Fly"
Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction! I do not know the sexual
preferences of either one of these men! Now, on with the show!
Method Man was running his lines for this new movie with his costar,
Marcus Scribner. As they were running lines together, Meth noticed that
Marcus was distracted. "You okay, man?" He asked. "Um, yea, sure."
Marcus said. "Let's just keep going." Marcus was a bit distracted.
The man in front of him was the reason why. "This man is so fucking
fine." He thought. "I am, am I?" Meth said with a smile. "You are
what?" Marcus asked, confused. "Fuckin' fine." Meth said. "Those
are your words, not mine." Marcus' eyes bulged. "You were thinking
out loud and I heard you." Marcus was horrified instantly!
Marus started eyeing the door to Meth's trailer. As if he knew what
Marcus was thinking, Meth said, "You wouldn't make it out the damn
door." Then he walked over to Marcus and pulled up a chair right in
front of him. "Now, you really can't go anywhere." Marcus looked real
nervous. "Don't be nervous." He reached over and caressed Marcus'
cheek. "Now, what I want to know is, what part of me do you think is so
fine?"
"Should I tell him?" Marcus asked himself (this time the conversation
was in his head. No one could hear him). "I like your muscular arms."
He said finally. Then Meth flexed his biceps and Marcus grinned from ear
to ear. "Man, it's getting hot in here." Meth said. Suddenly, Meth
took off the tank top he was wearing. Marcus' jaw dropped as he got a
good look at Meth's muscular, beefy chest. At that moment, Marcus'
brain exploded!
Marcus didn't know what to do with himself. "It's cool, man." Meth
said reassuringly. "Please don't tell anyone." Marcus begged.
"I'll make a deal with you." Meth said. "You strip naked for me,
right now, I won't tell a soul what you told me." Marcus had to think
about it. "This deal only last for the next few minutes." "Okay.
Marcus said. "I'll do it. I'll strip out of my clothes for you."
"Then, I won't tell a soul about this." Meth said. "Now, get to
strippin'!"
Marcus began, nervously taking off his clothes, starting from the
bottom, working his way up. He sat down on a chair across from Meth and
took off his shoes and socks. "You got some real pretty feet." Meth
said with a smile. Marcus smiled back and said softly, "Thank you."
"Are you afraid of me?" Meth asked. "You don't need to be. I won't
hurt you." When Marcus was done removing his socks and shoes, Meth
smiled broadly. "Let me see them feet." Marcus shrugged his shoulders
and let Meth pick up his feet and hold them in his hands. Meth caressed
them gently. "Soft and smooth. I like it." "Are you into feet?"
Marcus asked. Meth looked at Marcus suspiciously. "Yes. You got a
problem with that?" Meth asked. "No... Not at all." Marcus said.
"So, then, let me play with them feet." Meth said. So, Marcus let Meth
do as he pleased with his feet.
Meth gently rubbed Marcus' feet. "Mmmm." Marcus moaned. "That feels
so good." Then Meth bent down and shoved Marcus' feet into his mouth.
Marcus was a little surprised at first. He had never had his foot in
someone's mouth before. In truth it felt kind of weird, at first. As
Meth continued to lick and suck on his toes and feet, Marcus started to
enjoy how it felt. "I think you like having your toes licked on, man."
Meth said. "How can you tell?" Marcus asked, curious. "Am I giving
off some sort of vibe." Marcus thought to himself. Meth smiled and
pointed to Marcus' crotch and said, "Your hard dick is snitching on
you." Sure enough, there was a huge bulge in Marcus' pants.
Before Marcus could say anything, Meth reached over and unzipped and
unbuttoned Marcus' pants. Marcus dick was so hard, his underwear could
barely contain it. Meth reached over and gently caressed the bulge.
"Mmmm." Marcus moaned. "Let me see that dick." Meth said. Marcus
yanked down his boxers and his dick flopped out. Meth grabbed Marcus'
dick and stroked it slowly. "Mmmm." Marcus moaned loudly. "You like
that, hunh?" Meth asked. "You like when I stroke this dick?" Marcus
just grinned from ear to ear!
"Can I get a taste?" Meth asked. Marcus' eyes bugged out of his
head. He was not expecting this man to ask to suck his dick. "You
wanna suck my dick?" He asked. "Yeah." Meth said. "Is that a
problem?" "Uh, no." Marcus said quickly. "Go right ahead." When
Meth put his lips on his dick, Marcus' eyes went all the way up into the
back of his head! Meth's lips were so soft, and his mouth was so hot!
"Fuck!" Marcus had never felt anything like it!
Marcus was struggling on if he wanted to grab Meth by his head or not, so
Meth made the decision for him. He grabbed Marcus' hands and put them
on top of his head. Then Marcus slid his dick in and out of Meth's
mouth, face fucking Meth deep. "Damn, this feels so good." Meth
thought to himself as he gagged on Marcus' thick dick. As he sucked
Marcus' dick, Meth unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and slid them down
along with his boxers. At that moment, Marcus got a real good look at
Meth's muscular legs. "Man, you got tree trunks for legs, man." He
said. "I bet you could crush my neck in between those thighs." "One
day I might try that on you." Meth said. Then Marcus stood up
suddenly. That's when Meth grabbed Marcus by his ass cheeks and gave
them a real hard squeeze. "Mmmmm." Marcus moaned. Then, suddenly, Meth
pushed Marcus off him. Before he knew what was going on, Meth tackled
Marcus onto the bed. Meth grinned and said, "Now, it's my turn!"
"Open that mouth!" Meth barked. Marcus obediently opened his mouth.
Meth rammed his big dick down Marcus, throat. When he heard Marcus
gagging, he grinned from ear to ear. "Yea, boy! Gag on this dick!" He
said excitedly. As Marcus continued to suck his dick, Meth reached over
and slid his big hands down Marcus' pants. "Marcus got a big ole butt,
uh hunh! Marcus gotta big ole butt!" Marcus unzipped and unbuttoned
his pants. "That's much better." Meth said. Then he slid Marcus'
pants and underwear down to the floor. Meth grabbed Marcus' ass cheeks
and gave them a hard squeeze. Suddenly, Marcus felt Meth's finger up in
his ass hole. "Mmmm!" he moaned. "Hush, boy!" Meth said. "Let me
put my finger up in this booty!"
Meth slapped Marcus' ass hard, which really turned him on. "Look at
that pretty booty!" He said as he slapped Marcus' ass repeatedly. At
this point, Marcus' ass was several shades darker... and his dick was
brick hard! Method man stood him back up, grabbed his face and kissed
him passionately. As he grabbed Marcus up in his arms, he couldn't help
but grab the young man's ass again. "I do love this ass." He admitted
finally.
"You gonna fuck this ass?" Marcus asked. "You know it!" Method man
said enthusiastically. Then he bit Marcus on his neck. "Ouch!" Marcus
yelled. "What did you do that for?" "Cause I was hungry." Meth
answered honestly. Marcus glared at him. "Hey, man! You're lucky I
didn't munch on that fine ass of yours!" Marcus looked at Meth and
said, "You wouldn't dare!"
Things you shouldn't say to Method Man: "You wouldn't dare!" Cause,
believe me, he would dare. That's what Marcus found out at that very
moment. Meth looked at Marcus quizzically. Then Meth quickly grabbed
Marcus and turned him upside down with the young man's ass facing his
face. "Booty meat!" Meth said. Then he dove, headfirst between
Marcus' ass cheeks. Marcus' body shivered when he felt Meth's wet
tongue in his booty hole. "Fuck!" He moaned. As he continued to slide
his tongue in and out of Marcus' hole, Meth set Marcus back down on the
bed. Meth licked and sucked on the crack of Marcus' ass, making Marcus
moan aloud. "MMMMM! GOD DAMN!" Meth abruptly stopped tonguing down
Marcus hole and went after Marcus' feet. "MMMMMGODDDD!"
Meth must have had a foot fetish because he licked and sucked on each
toe, getting it really wet with his spit. As he did this, he noticed
Marcus grab his own dick and stroked it gently. "Yea, man! Stroke that
dick!" Meth said. Then Meth slid two fingers up Marcus' hole.
"OOOOH!" Marcus moaned. He could feel his hole getting wider and
wider. "You're stretching my hole to the max!" Meth grinned at Marcus
and said, "I think I can make it even wider than that."
As Meth fingered Marcus' hole, he stroked his ten inch dick. Marcus'
mouth watered when he saw the man's dick. "You want this dick up in
you, don't you?" Meth asked with a smile. "Yes, sir!" Marcus said
excitedly. "Call me, daddy!" Meth insisted. "Yes, daddy." Marcus
said. "Please fuck my hole!" "You gone let me fuck you anyway I
want?" Meth asked. Marcus hesitated for a moment. "What is he getting
at?" Marcus wondered.
"This won't hurt, not a bit." Meth said as he caressed Marcus' chin.
"I promise." Marcus looked him dead in the eye and said, "Sure... why
not?" Then Meth went to the nightstand near his bed. Marcus got a
little worried when Meth pulled out a pair of sexy, red, furry
handcuffs. Meth could see the worry in Marcus' eyes. "I promise,
man." Meth said as he gently grabbed Marcus' chin and looked him in the
eye. "I won't hurt you."
Marcus put his hands out to get cuffed. When Meth slapped on the cuffs,
Marcus could feel his heart start to race. "Relax." Meth said as he
picked Marcus up off the ground. Then he carried him back into his bed.
He lifted Marcus' arms over his head. When Marcus heard a click, he
looked up and saw that He had been cuffed to the bed by way of some sort
of contraption. Marcus tried to get loose. "Uh unh, son. You ain't
getting out of this."
As Marcus lay on the bed, helpless, Meth looked over his naked body like
a wolf looking over an injured lamb. "Mmm hmmm! I like it when you're
naked." He said. "You look sexy as fuck!" Meth gently caressed
Marcus' body from his head to his feet. Meth lecherously licked his
lips. "Just beautiful!" Then he bent down at Marcus' feet and used
his tongue and traced Marcus' body with his tongue. Marcus' dick
stirred as Meth's tongue reached his navel. His toes curled as Meth's
tongue circled his belly button a few times. "Fuck!" Marcus moaned.
"Mmmm."
Meth climbed on top id Marcus' body. "I'm gonna fuck you deep." He
said as he slid his dick up into Marcus' hole. Marcus' eyes popped
wide open as he moaned, loudly, "GOD DAMN!" He felt like he had a
Kielbasa or Bratwurst sausage up inside him! Meth long stroked Marcus'
hole nice and slow. "Mmmm!" "Damn, this some good, tight ass!" Meth
said with a big grin on his face. As he long stroked Marcus' hole, Meth
reached down and pinched Marcus' nipples hard. "OWww, fuck!" Marcus
moaned. "Not my nipples!"
"Would you rather I tickle your armpits?" Meth said as he tickled
Marcus' armpits. "Noooo! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Marcus wiggled
and squirmed around. Then, suddenly, Meth fucked him a little harder and
faster. "OOOH, SHIT! HAHAHAHA!" Meth stopped tickling Marcus but
continued to beat that booty hole down. Sweat dripped from Meth's
muscular chest as he pummeled Marcus' asshole. "OOOH! GODDD! FFUUCCKK!
HAVE MECY!" Marcus body tingled and twitched like he'd just been
electrocuted with a thousand watts of electricity!
Before Marcus knew what was happening, his dick erupted, spewing cum
everywhere! Most of the cum splattered onto Meth's sweaty chest. When
he saw what he had done, Marcus eyes got real wide. Without missing a
beat, Meth scooped up some of the cum and said, "I think this is
yours." Then he smeared Marcus' own cum in his face!
"Now, it's my turn!" Meth said. "AWWWW, FFUUCCKK!" Marcus felt
Meth's cum shoot deep inside him. "Take all this load, boy!" Meth
didn't just shoot one load inside Marcus, He shot several loads. Marcus
stopped counting at six! He could feel some of Meth's load dribbling
out of his ass. He wasn't done, either. Meth straddled Marcus' chest
and pointed his dick in Marcus' face. "Open that mouth!" When Marcus
opened his mouth, Meth sprayed whatever cum was left in his balls down
Marcus' throat. Then Meth un cuffed Marcus. "Now, go get cleaned
up." Meth handed him what was left of his clothes. "You mean, I gotta
walk out of here wearing, basically nothing back to my trailer?" Marcus
whined. "Yea, now go on." Meth said. "Before I rip what's left of
your clothes off you and make you walk back to your trailer naked!" As
Marcus started to leave, Meth grabbed him by his neck and kissed his lips
gently. "Now, get up on outta here!" Meth slapped Marcus ass as we
walked out the trailer.
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<pre>Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2023 02:33:09 +0000
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: On the set of "How I Learned To Fly"
Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction! I do not know the sexual
preferences of either one of these men! Now, on with the show!
Method Man was running his lines for this new movie with his costar,
Marcus Scribner. As they were running lines together, Meth noticed that
Marcus was distracted. "You okay, man?" He asked. "Um, yea, sure."
Marcus said. "Let's just keep going." Marcus was a bit distracted.
The man in front of him was the reason why. "This man is so fucking
fine." He thought. "I am, am I?" Meth said with a smile. "You are
what?" Marcus asked, confused. "Fuckin' fine." Meth said. "Those
are your words, not mine." Marcus' eyes bulged. "You were thinking
out loud and I heard you." Marcus was horrified instantly!
Marus started eyeing the door to Meth's trailer. As if he knew what
Marcus was thinking, Meth said, "You wouldn't make it out the damn
door." Then he walked over to Marcus and pulled up a chair right in
front of him. "Now, you really can't go anywhere." Marcus looked real
nervous. "Don't be nervous." He reached over and caressed Marcus'
cheek. "Now, what I want to know is, what part of me do you think is so
fine?"
"Should I tell him?" Marcus asked himself (this time the conversation
was in his head. No one could hear him). "I like your muscular arms."
He said finally. Then Meth flexed his biceps and Marcus grinned from ear
to ear. "Man, it's getting hot in here." Meth said. Suddenly, Meth
took off the tank top he was wearing. Marcus' jaw dropped as he got a
good look at Meth's muscular, beefy chest. At that moment, Marcus'
brain exploded!
Marcus didn't know what to do with himself. "It's cool, man." Meth
said reassuringly. "Please don't tell anyone." Marcus begged.
"I'll make a deal with you." Meth said. "You strip naked for me,
right now, I won't tell a soul what you told me." Marcus had to think
about it. "This deal only last for the next few minutes." "Okay.
Marcus said. "I'll do it. I'll strip out of my clothes for you."
"Then, I won't tell a soul about this." Meth said. "Now, get to
strippin'!"
Marcus began, nervously taking off his clothes, starting from the
bottom, working his way up. He sat down on a chair across from Meth and
took off his shoes and socks. "You got some real pretty feet." Meth
said with a smile. Marcus smiled back and said softly, "Thank you."
"Are you afraid of me?" Meth asked. "You don't need to be. I won't
hurt you." When Marcus was done removing his socks and shoes, Meth
smiled broadly. "Let me see them feet." Marcus shrugged his shoulders
and let Meth pick up his feet and hold them in his hands. Meth caressed
them gently. "Soft and smooth. I like it." "Are you into feet?"
Marcus asked. Meth looked at Marcus suspiciously. "Yes. You got a
problem with that?" Meth asked. "No... Not at all." Marcus said.
"So, then, let me play with them feet." Meth said. So, Marcus let Meth
do as he pleased with his feet.
Meth gently rubbed Marcus' feet. "Mmmm." Marcus moaned. "That feels
so good." Then Meth bent down and shoved Marcus' feet into his mouth.
Marcus was a little surprised at first. He had never had his foot in
someone's mouth before. In truth it felt kind of weird, at first. As
Meth continued to lick and suck on his toes and feet, Marcus started to
enjoy how it felt. "I think you like having your toes licked on, man."
Meth said. "How can you tell?" Marcus asked, curious. "Am I giving
off some sort of vibe." Marcus thought to himself. Meth smiled and
pointed to Marcus' crotch and said, "Your hard dick is snitching on
you." Sure enough, there was a huge bulge in Marcus' pants.
Before Marcus could say anything, Meth reached over and unzipped and
unbuttoned Marcus' pants. Marcus dick was so hard, his underwear could
barely contain it. Meth reached over and gently caressed the bulge.
"Mmmm." Marcus moaned. "Let me see that dick." Meth said. Marcus
yanked down his boxers and his dick flopped out. Meth grabbed Marcus'
dick and stroked it slowly. "Mmmm." Marcus moaned loudly. "You like
that, hunh?" Meth asked. "You like when I stroke this dick?" Marcus
just grinned from ear to ear!
"Can I get a taste?" Meth asked. Marcus' eyes bugged out of his
head. He was not expecting this man to ask to suck his dick. "You
wanna suck my dick?" He asked. "Yeah." Meth said. "Is that a
problem?" "Uh, no." Marcus said quickly. "Go right ahead." When
Meth put his lips on his dick, Marcus' eyes went all the way up into the
back of his head! Meth's lips were so soft, and his mouth was so hot!
"Fuck!" Marcus had never felt anything like it!
Marcus was struggling on if he wanted to grab Meth by his head or not, so
Meth made the decision for him. He grabbed Marcus' hands and put them
on top of his head. Then Marcus slid his dick in and out of Meth's
mouth, face fucking Meth deep. "Damn, this feels so good." Meth
thought to himself as he gagged on Marcus' thick dick. As he sucked
Marcus' dick, Meth unzipped and unbuttoned his pants and slid them down
along with his boxers. At that moment, Marcus got a real good look at
Meth's muscular legs. "Man, you got tree trunks for legs, man." He
said. "I bet you could crush my neck in between those thighs." "One
day I might try that on you." Meth said. Then Marcus stood up
suddenly. That's when Meth grabbed Marcus by his ass cheeks and gave
them a real hard squeeze. "Mmmmm." Marcus moaned. Then, suddenly, Meth
pushed Marcus off him. Before he knew what was going on, Meth tackled
Marcus onto the bed. Meth grinned and said, "Now, it's my turn!"
"Open that mouth!" Meth barked. Marcus obediently opened his mouth.
Meth rammed his big dick down Marcus, throat. When he heard Marcus
gagging, he grinned from ear to ear. "Yea, boy! Gag on this dick!" He
said excitedly. As Marcus continued to suck his dick, Meth reached over
and slid his big hands down Marcus' pants. "Marcus got a big ole butt,
uh hunh! Marcus gotta big ole butt!" Marcus unzipped and unbuttoned
his pants. "That's much better." Meth said. Then he slid Marcus'
pants and underwear down to the floor. Meth grabbed Marcus' ass cheeks
and gave them a hard squeeze. Suddenly, Marcus felt Meth's finger up in
his ass hole. "Mmmm!" he moaned. "Hush, boy!" Meth said. "Let me
put my finger up in this booty!"
Meth slapped Marcus' ass hard, which really turned him on. "Look at
that pretty booty!" He said as he slapped Marcus' ass repeatedly. At
this point, Marcus' ass was several shades darker... and his dick was
brick hard! Method man stood him back up, grabbed his face and kissed
him passionately. As he grabbed Marcus up in his arms, he couldn't help
but grab the young man's ass again. "I do love this ass." He admitted
finally.
"You gonna fuck this ass?" Marcus asked. "You know it!" Method man
said enthusiastically. Then he bit Marcus on his neck. "Ouch!" Marcus
yelled. "What did you do that for?" "Cause I was hungry." Meth
answered honestly. Marcus glared at him. "Hey, man! You're lucky I
didn't munch on that fine ass of yours!" Marcus looked at Meth and
said, "You wouldn't dare!"
Things you shouldn't say to Method Man: "You wouldn't dare!" Cause,
believe me, he would dare. That's what Marcus found out at that very
moment. Meth looked at Marcus quizzically. Then Meth quickly grabbed
Marcus and turned him upside down with the young man's ass facing his
face. "Booty meat!" Meth said. Then he dove, headfirst between
Marcus' ass cheeks. Marcus' body shivered when he felt Meth's wet
tongue in his booty hole. "Fuck!" He moaned. As he continued to slide
his tongue in and out of Marcus' hole, Meth set Marcus back down on the
bed. Meth licked and sucked on the crack of Marcus' ass, making Marcus
moan aloud. "MMMMM! GOD DAMN!" Meth abruptly stopped tonguing down
Marcus hole and went after Marcus' feet. "MMMMMGODDDD!"
Meth must have had a foot fetish because he licked and sucked on each
toe, getting it really wet with his spit. As he did this, he noticed
Marcus grab his own dick and stroked it gently. "Yea, man! Stroke that
dick!" Meth said. Then Meth slid two fingers up Marcus' hole.
"OOOOH!" Marcus moaned. He could feel his hole getting wider and
wider. "You're stretching my hole to the max!" Meth grinned at Marcus
and said, "I think I can make it even wider than that."
As Meth fingered Marcus' hole, he stroked his ten inch dick. Marcus'
mouth watered when he saw the man's dick. "You want this dick up in
you, don't you?" Meth asked with a smile. "Yes, sir!" Marcus said
excitedly. "Call me, daddy!" Meth insisted. "Yes, daddy." Marcus
said. "Please fuck my hole!" "You gone let me fuck you anyway I
want?" Meth asked. Marcus hesitated for a moment. "What is he getting
at?" Marcus wondered.
"This won't hurt, not a bit." Meth said as he caressed Marcus' chin.
"I promise." Marcus looked him dead in the eye and said, "Sure... why
not?" Then Meth went to the nightstand near his bed. Marcus got a
little worried when Meth pulled out a pair of sexy, red, furry
handcuffs. Meth could see the worry in Marcus' eyes. "I promise,
man." Meth said as he gently grabbed Marcus' chin and looked him in the
eye. "I won't hurt you."
Marcus put his hands out to get cuffed. When Meth slapped on the cuffs,
Marcus could feel his heart start to race. "Relax." Meth said as he
picked Marcus up off the ground. Then he carried him back into his bed.
He lifted Marcus' arms over his head. When Marcus heard a click, he
looked up and saw that He had been cuffed to the bed by way of some sort
of contraption. Marcus tried to get loose. "Uh unh, son. You ain't
getting out of this."
As Marcus lay on the bed, helpless, Meth looked over his naked body like
a wolf looking over an injured lamb. "Mmm hmmm! I like it when you're
naked." He said. "You look sexy as fuck!" Meth gently caressed
Marcus' body from his head to his feet. Meth lecherously licked his
lips. "Just beautiful!" Then he bent down at Marcus' feet and used
his tongue and traced Marcus' body with his tongue. Marcus' dick
stirred as Meth's tongue reached his navel. His toes curled as Meth's
tongue circled his belly button a few times. "Fuck!" Marcus moaned.
"Mmmm."
Meth climbed on top id Marcus' body. "I'm gonna fuck you deep." He
said as he slid his dick up into Marcus' hole. Marcus' eyes popped
wide open as he moaned, loudly, "GOD DAMN!" He felt like he had a
Kielbasa or Bratwurst sausage up inside him! Meth long stroked Marcus'
hole nice and slow. "Mmmm!" "Damn, this some good, tight ass!" Meth
said with a big grin on his face. As he long stroked Marcus' hole, Meth
reached down and pinched Marcus' nipples hard. "OWww, fuck!" Marcus
moaned. "Not my nipples!"
"Would you rather I tickle your armpits?" Meth said as he tickled
Marcus' armpits. "Noooo! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Marcus wiggled
and squirmed around. Then, suddenly, Meth fucked him a little harder and
faster. "OOOH, SHIT! HAHAHAHA!" Meth stopped tickling Marcus but
continued to beat that booty hole down. Sweat dripped from Meth's
muscular chest as he pummeled Marcus' asshole. "OOOH! GODDD! FFUUCCKK!
HAVE MECY!" Marcus body tingled and twitched like he'd just been
electrocuted with a thousand watts of electricity!
Before Marcus knew what was happening, his dick erupted, spewing cum
everywhere! Most of the cum splattered onto Meth's sweaty chest. When
he saw what he had done, Marcus eyes got real wide. Without missing a
beat, Meth scooped up some of the cum and said, "I think this is
yours." Then he smeared Marcus' own cum in his face!
"Now, it's my turn!" Meth said. "AWWWW, FFUUCCKK!" Marcus felt
Meth's cum shoot deep inside him. "Take all this load, boy!" Meth
didn't just shoot one load inside Marcus, He shot several loads. Marcus
stopped counting at six! He could feel some of Meth's load dribbling
out of his ass. He wasn't done, either. Meth straddled Marcus' chest
and pointed his dick in Marcus' face. "Open that mouth!" When Marcus
opened his mouth, Meth sprayed whatever cum was left in his balls down
Marcus' throat. Then Meth un cuffed Marcus. "Now, go get cleaned
up." Meth handed him what was left of his clothes. "You mean, I gotta
walk out of here wearing, basically nothing back to my trailer?" Marcus
whined. "Yea, now go on." Meth said. "Before I rip what's left of
your clothes off you and make you walk back to your trailer naked!" As
Marcus started to leave, Meth grabbed him by his neck and kissed his lips
gently. "Now, get up on outta here!" Meth slapped Marcus ass as we
walked out the trailer.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/limitless-with-chris-hemsworth | Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2023 11:58:47 +0000
From: Henry Fletcher <[email protected]>
Subject: Gay - Celebrity - `Limitless with Chris Hemsworth' - Part 1
This story is a complete work of fiction and is in now way based on true
events or the true sexuality of any of the people mentioned.
This story contains depictions of sexual acts between consenting adults.
If you are easily offended or if it is illegal to read such material
where you live, please refrain from continuing or do so by your own
volition.
This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted
elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author.
Comments, feedback and words of encouragement can be sent to
[email protected]
---------------------------
Limitless with Chris Hemsworth - Episode 1 - Part 1
(This story series follows the timeline of episodes of the Disney+ series
`Limitless with Chris Hemsworth' if you want to watch along with the
stories for context)
When Chris signed on to star in his own television series he knew that
he'd be pushed out of his comfort zone. In many ways he was - he scaled
heights and pushed his body in ways he never thought possible. What
shocked him most though was the transformation that happened when the
cameras weren't rolling and how with each encounter he discovered more
comfortability in his own sexuality.
The headline of the first episode was `Stress' and true to his
personality, Chris was feeling it in copious amounts. Stress that the
series would not be well received, stress that the shooting schedule
would put on his time in between film shoot and stress that the travel
and time away from his family would cause to name a few.
He wanted the series to be as authentic as possible so the first time he
heard Psychologist Modupe Akinola's plan to make him walk along a crane
suspended off the top of a skyscraper the cameras were already rolling
and his reaction of fear and disbelief was genuine. He knew they'd
throw some stunts his way but he assumed they'd ease him in a little
better than this for the first episode.
Luckily, he had a week to prepare himself and there was a fair bit to
shoot before then that he could set his mind to instead. When the series
was pitched to him the creatives were keen to get a mix of professionals
coming in as well as from Chris' own life - for this episode he'd
invited two of his longtime friends, Aaron Grist and Luke Zocchi, to join
him and he was looking forward to having them take part.
The three had been friends for years and had seen each other through the
highs and lows, they were blood brothers and they had supported him
through his many physical transformations for his time featuring in
Marvel films so they weren't shy around each other. Chris often joked
he spent more time sweating and half naked with them than he got to with
his wife and it wasn't untrue.
On this day, Chris, Aaron and Luke had finished filming their segments
and the production crew were packing up to leave. They had been trying to
test their bodies' stress responses using a virtual reality headset - in
this case a simulated version of the crane walk he would be doing in a
week's time. The boys had a joked around with each other and Chris gave
poor (Luke) `Zocchi' the fright of his life when he pushed him off the
plank he was walking across.
Keen to get back at Chris, Zocchi decided to pull a prank on his buddy by
asking to have some time with the virtual reality equipment and asked if
he and Chris could try the simulation again later that evening back at
the hotel. The crew didn't seem to mind so later that night Chris got a
knock at his door and was surprised to see Zocchi with a suitcase.
"I know you like to travel cheap Zoch but production got you your own
room you don't need to move into mine" Chris jibed.
"After travelling with you over the years there's not enough money in
the world that would have me share a bedroom with you again, `God of
Thunder' I didn't realise they were just talking about the volume of
your snoring!" Zocchi bit back. "I got the VR stuff from the set I
thought we could have another go at the simulators"
Chris invited him in and walked lazily to the kitchen his hands reaching
down to his hips to hitch up his loose, flowing shorts. They were in fact
the only item of clothing he was wearing after getting out of the shower
only a little while before Zocchi had knocked on his door. He leant
forward to pull two beers from the mini fridge and handed one back to his
bud while Zocchi went about setting up a laptop and pairing the VR
headset.
After a few rounds on the simulated crane walk, and a few more beers
between them, Chris groaned that he could feel that his heart rate
wasn't as elevated as it had been earlier on in the day so he must've
been getting used to the experience. While Chris was still wearing the
headset, Zocchi decided now was the time to get his own back and have a
bit of fun at Chris' expense. They were focused on activating his
stress responses but Zoch had noticed another category called
`pleasure' and was shocked to see there was actually a series of
simulations on there all about engaging the pleasure sense of the brain.
Knowing Chris' sense of humour his face lit up as he formulated an idea
to hopefully embarrass his friend and have a few laughs in the process.
"Right, okay so the crane is too easy now huh? How about swimming with
sharks?" Zocchi stood and put his hands on Chris' thick muscled arms as
he guided him to turn slightly and positioned him sat on the end of the
plush hotel bed. "So if I've set this up correctly you'll be sat
inside a cage underwater, there will be sharks swimming round you and
some might even come give the cage a rattle too - think you can handle
that?" Zocchi explained.
"Bring it on, just don't get my hair wet" Chris joked.
Zocchi let out a sly grin as he loaded up one of the pleasure simulations
he'd picked out - boy was Chris going to get a shock when it wasn't a
shark in front of him but a stripper giving him a simulated lap dance.
"Okay take a deep breath you're going down" Zocchi lied and he watched
Chris' face morph from apprehension to confusion to disbelief in the
blink of an eye.
"Oh Zoch you little shit I knew you were up to something! Although for
once I think I'm not going to complain she's quite hot!" Chris seemed
to get over his initial shock quickly and as his body relaxed he settled
back a bit on the bed, with his elbows and and forearms spread at his
side holding his bulk off the bed mostly but definitely laying more
casually than he was previously.
With Chris wearing the VR headset he couldn't see anything that was
happening in the room so Zocchi didn't have to hide his frustration that
his prank hadn't evoked the response he'd hoped for from his buddy. He
noted on the screen that Chris' heartrate was slightly elevated but not
by much. As he glanced over the screen he spotted a button named
`avatars' and gave it a click - the mischievous light in his eyes
returned as he saw that there were a few different options available of
who was giving Chris a virtual lap dance - he called out to his friend as
he impishly clicked on one of the male thumbnails "Oh yeah, how about
this one - are they hot enough for you?".
Mission accomplished - he watched Chris' body tense as he swiped with
his hanad trying to get newly appeared muscled male torso away from him.
"Oh god Zoch what are you playing at now!" Chris squirmed.
"Just amping up the stress of the situation a bit, you were too chilled
out before" he smirked.
As the initial shock subsided he watched Chris calm himself and his
tensed muscles loosen - never one to back down to a challenge he knew
Chris was going to try to call his bluff and stay in the simulation until
he proved he was in control and not his mischievous mate.
Zocchi was about to get annoyed again that his prank had felt flat when a
beep from the laptop caught his attention and he drew his gaze back to
the screen - Chris' heart rate had jumped right up - a natural reaction
to the unexpected change in situation but usually his heart rate would
slike and return to normal fairly quickly but now it was staying elevated
and rising!
He looked over to his friend who was had settled back a bit further on
the bed now and was laughing to himself as he spoke in no general
direction about how his friend would have to work harder if he wanted to
really shock him as he couldn't be rattled.
Zocchi, on the other side of the room, was not lucid enough to truly hear
his friends taunts as his gaze was determinedly fixed on what was
happening in Chris' shorts - clearly now Zocchi could make out a long
hard slab of meat laying along his friend's right hip and as he watched
transfixed he noticed it pulse and lift until the loose cotton shorts
were transformed into a considerable tent and as Zocchi bit his bottom
lip lightly he noticed the smallest dot of moisture darken the material
where Chris' formiddlable cock head pressed against the fabric.
Unaware of his own actions - Zocchi stepped forward slowly and before he
could even understand what was happening he found his lips clamped around
the head of Chris' leaking pole and his tongue was lapping at the fabric
trying to taste the precum which in response was now steadily oozing out
from the thick shaft. In a flash of realisation Zocchi had awoken from
his fugue state and was about to pull off his closest friend's prick and
profusely apologise when he felt a large, strong hand rest tenderly on
the back of his head urging him to stay. With his mouth still clamped
around Chris solid member he strained to lift his eyes upwards and was
first of met with the expanse of Chris' powerful abs and then the
mountainous pair of pecs finally landing unexpectedly on Chris'
surprised face, the VR headset now resting by his side on the bed.
The moment their eyes met Chris' hand shot away from the back of
Zocchi's head as though he'd been given an electric shock. Zocchi fell
backwards away from the bed in the same moment and the two stayed their
for what felt like an eternity staring at each other and breathing
heavily. In actuality it was less than a second and that was all it took
for the two to silently communicate with each other, they could see it in
each others eyes, they wanted this - they didn't know why or how but
nothing else mattered in this moment - only they existed and they needed
each other.
Zocchi was the first to move, the smaller man pushed himself off the
floor where he'd fallen and sprung forward, in an instant pulling at his
tee to get it off and vaulting on to the bed. In anticipation Chris let
his body fall back on to the bed and his best friend landed on top of him
and in the space of a single heart beat their lips were smashed
together. Although neither of them had been with another man before this
felt instinctual, it felt right. Their hands roamed each others bodies
and Chris was amazed at how alive he felt touching the muscles of one of
his closest friends.
They broke their kissing and caught their breath, never breaking eye
contact, both afraid that if they did whatever spell they were under
would be broken. It was Chris that made the next move this time. Taking
Zocchi's hand he led both of them off the bed to stand, the height
difference much more evident between them now. Although Chris was tall
and broad shouldered he looked at Zocchi as if for the first time and saw
how attractive he was, the muscles of his shoulders and pecs standing
proud on his smaller frame. Instinctively, Chris reached down and
adjusted his cock through his shorts, that was when he felt his friends
hand on top of his own. His friend dismissed Chris' hand to his side and
took control as he slide the loose shorts down over his hips Chris
noticed that Zocchi was slowly lowering too. He was at eye level with
Chris' pelvis when his hard throbbing pole sprung out from his shorts
and he saw a hunger in his friend's eyes that he had never seen before
today.
Although almost sure that Zocchi had never been with another man before
Chris was certain of one thing, he was a natural. He worshipped his cock
like Chris had never felt the pleasure of before - although not able to
take his full length yet Zocchi tried his best and spent his time going
between sucking on the head and trying to force the monster peace of meat
down his own throat. Chris wasn't sure when or how but when he looked
down he noticed his friend had lost his shorts and was jerking an
impressive cock himself.
Reluctant to put an end to a fantastic blowjob but hungry to explore more
he hooked his hands under his friends armpits and lifted him off the
floor with what looked like very little effort but in the state Chris was
currently in, his blood pumping so fast, he could've moved mountains. He
deposited his friend on the bed so that Zocchi was laid on his back and
his legs still dangling off the end. Chris loomed over him, his body now
covered with a light shine of sweat and thought to himself how this was
the point of no return, he either stopped this madness right now or he
ventured further and possibly changed their friendship and his own
understanding of his sexuality forever.
Whether it was his head, his heart or his loins that made the decision,
or perhaps a combination of all three, he was now grasping his friend's
ankles and hoisting them on to his shoulders as he knelt down and pressed
his face into Zocchi's hairless taint. It was like an explosion in his
senses - and a primal desire washed over him - before Zocchi could
understand what his friend was up to his legs were lifted, spread apart
and he felt Chris' short beard rubbing up and down against his untouched
hole. He could feel every breath and then the warmth and wetness of
Chris' tongue over his tight bud.
"Oh fuck Chris, don't stop!" Zocchi panted. Whatever his friend
replied with, it was lost on him, the words muffled as Chris was reticent
not to remove his face from his new favourite place. Chris worked his
tongue all over Zocchi's hole and felt it get slicker and start to
loosen slightly, welcoming him in, so he allowed his tongue to dive in
further and a new wave of hunger took over. At this point, Zocchi had
relinquished any kind of control over his own body - it now belonged to
Chris - he was a puppet and Chris the master.
After so long on his knees, Chris shifted positions slightly and felt his
knee slide briefly over a wet spot on the carpet, He saw that his cock
had been steadily been pumping out precum the whole time and the carpet
was a damp sticky mess underneath him - he smeared some over the length
of his shaft and realised for the first time that this was the first time
he'd touched himself during the whole encounter - it was like he'd
completely forgotten about his own body - so lost in exploring his
friend's. His eyes travelled back up as he slowly stroked his
rediscovered hard cock and finally his gaze landed back on Zocchi's
glistening ass hole.
Without a word, Chris stood and then stooped most of the way back down
because of his height so he could line up his cock head with his
friend's inviting looking hole - he stole a glance at Zocchi's face -
he didn't know if he could say it aloud but it wasn't necessary Zocchi
just nodded emphatically and grabbed his own legs to pull them higher and
wider. After Chris' generous attention earlier from his tongue Zocchi
was wet and as ready as he could be for this.
When the head of Chris' cock touched his friend's hole he felt the
connection between them deepen - he pushed further and Zocchi did his
best not to panic as he felt himself speared by the beer can sized prick
that was now slowly splitting him in two. Chris bent forward and planted
a kiss on his friend's lips - unlike before this was not a battle of
tongues, it was soft, full of affection and it instantly calmed Zocchi's
rapid breathing and in turn his body relaxed too and with that Chris
slipped further inside.
With a little time and effort Chris was able to bury his whole shaft
inside his friend and he let it remain there while he tried to retain
control of his senses - he could already feel his full balls tightening
but he wasn't ready for this to end. He lay on top of his friend their
bodies now slick with sweat and he planted small light kisses across
Zocchi's neck and the side of his face, gently whispering and
encouraging him of how perfect he was, how good this felt and how amazed
he was that he could take him all the way in.
It seems though that this wave of calm that was washing over Chris was
not matched by the heat that was now rising through Zocchi's body, he
managed to hook his feet together around Chris' back so he could free
his hands, which he firmly planted on either side of Chris' face so they
could look eye to eye.
"Fuck me!" he growled.
Chris taken aback by his friend's sudden demand and urgency he froze,
but Zocchi was not going to let this experience escape him and with his
legs he flexed and tried to push Chris deeper into him, if that was even
possible. The initial shock now subsiding Chris knew he had the
greenlight and was so ready for it. He withdrew from him completely and
they both tensed against the cold of the room after being entwined in
each other's bodies for so long - Chris rolled over and laid on his
back, taking a hold of his cock at the base to point it like a stone
monument reaching to the sky.
Zocchi understood and was soon straddling his friend and lowering himself
down on Chris' statuesque form - his hole now used to its length and
size it was much easier than before and soon he was bouncing up and down.
Chris watched his friends impressive pecs bounce in time with his
gyrations and his friend's hard cock smack against his abs every time he
buried himself on Chris' cock. As he watched his friend's cock bounce
and recoil off his hard abs each time he was taken aback when he saw the
first volley of cum shoot out of it - neither of them having touched it
since Zocchi climbed atop him he didn't think it was possible but he was
literally fuckign the cum out of his best friend. It was then that the
noticed the pressure that Zocchi's ass was now putting on his cock -
with every pump his cock ejected Zocchi's asshole was tightening and it
was at that moment that Chris' body took over and erupted himself. He
felt like it was being milked out of him by his friend's talented ass
and by the time that Zocchi pulled himself off and collapsed next to him
the pair were spent.
The pair laid next to each other, bodies still touching but not speaking,
just the sound of their ragged breaths and the feel of their chests
rising and falling at the side of each other until Chris' phone started
vibrating on the bedside table. He snapped himself out of reverie and
leaned over to grab the phone - it was Modupe, probably calling to speak
about what was planned tomorrow.
He answered the call and chatted briefly, trying not to sound out of
breath, his eyes widened briefly when he was told that the next day he
would be doing some fatigue training with the Special Forces the next day
- he thanked her and bid her a good night. After hanging up the phone he
let it fall out of his hand as he turned his head and saw that his friend
was already out cold - I guess they'd have to speak about what happened
some other time. He shifted his weight and put his arm over his friend
closed his eyes and sleep soon took him too.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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<pre>Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2023 11:58:47 +0000
From: Henry Fletcher <[email protected]>
Subject: Gay - Celebrity - `Limitless with Chris Hemsworth' - Part 1
This story is a complete work of fiction and is in now way based on true
events or the true sexuality of any of the people mentioned.
This story contains depictions of sexual acts between consenting adults.
If you are easily offended or if it is illegal to read such material
where you live, please refrain from continuing or do so by your own
volition.
This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted
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Limitless with Chris Hemsworth - Episode 1 - Part 1
(This story series follows the timeline of episodes of the Disney+ series
`Limitless with Chris Hemsworth' if you want to watch along with the
stories for context)
When Chris signed on to star in his own television series he knew that
he'd be pushed out of his comfort zone. In many ways he was - he scaled
heights and pushed his body in ways he never thought possible. What
shocked him most though was the transformation that happened when the
cameras weren't rolling and how with each encounter he discovered more
comfortability in his own sexuality.
The headline of the first episode was `Stress' and true to his
personality, Chris was feeling it in copious amounts. Stress that the
series would not be well received, stress that the shooting schedule
would put on his time in between film shoot and stress that the travel
and time away from his family would cause to name a few.
He wanted the series to be as authentic as possible so the first time he
heard Psychologist Modupe Akinola's plan to make him walk along a crane
suspended off the top of a skyscraper the cameras were already rolling
and his reaction of fear and disbelief was genuine. He knew they'd
throw some stunts his way but he assumed they'd ease him in a little
better than this for the first episode.
Luckily, he had a week to prepare himself and there was a fair bit to
shoot before then that he could set his mind to instead. When the series
was pitched to him the creatives were keen to get a mix of professionals
coming in as well as from Chris' own life - for this episode he'd
invited two of his longtime friends, Aaron Grist and Luke Zocchi, to join
him and he was looking forward to having them take part.
The three had been friends for years and had seen each other through the
highs and lows, they were blood brothers and they had supported him
through his many physical transformations for his time featuring in
Marvel films so they weren't shy around each other. Chris often joked
he spent more time sweating and half naked with them than he got to with
his wife and it wasn't untrue.
On this day, Chris, Aaron and Luke had finished filming their segments
and the production crew were packing up to leave. They had been trying to
test their bodies' stress responses using a virtual reality headset - in
this case a simulated version of the crane walk he would be doing in a
week's time. The boys had a joked around with each other and Chris gave
poor (Luke) `Zocchi' the fright of his life when he pushed him off the
plank he was walking across.
Keen to get back at Chris, Zocchi decided to pull a prank on his buddy by
asking to have some time with the virtual reality equipment and asked if
he and Chris could try the simulation again later that evening back at
the hotel. The crew didn't seem to mind so later that night Chris got a
knock at his door and was surprised to see Zocchi with a suitcase.
"I know you like to travel cheap Zoch but production got you your own
room you don't need to move into mine" Chris jibed.
"After travelling with you over the years there's not enough money in
the world that would have me share a bedroom with you again, `God of
Thunder' I didn't realise they were just talking about the volume of
your snoring!" Zocchi bit back. "I got the VR stuff from the set I
thought we could have another go at the simulators"
Chris invited him in and walked lazily to the kitchen his hands reaching
down to his hips to hitch up his loose, flowing shorts. They were in fact
the only item of clothing he was wearing after getting out of the shower
only a little while before Zocchi had knocked on his door. He leant
forward to pull two beers from the mini fridge and handed one back to his
bud while Zocchi went about setting up a laptop and pairing the VR
headset.
After a few rounds on the simulated crane walk, and a few more beers
between them, Chris groaned that he could feel that his heart rate
wasn't as elevated as it had been earlier on in the day so he must've
been getting used to the experience. While Chris was still wearing the
headset, Zocchi decided now was the time to get his own back and have a
bit of fun at Chris' expense. They were focused on activating his
stress responses but Zoch had noticed another category called
`pleasure' and was shocked to see there was actually a series of
simulations on there all about engaging the pleasure sense of the brain.
Knowing Chris' sense of humour his face lit up as he formulated an idea
to hopefully embarrass his friend and have a few laughs in the process.
"Right, okay so the crane is too easy now huh? How about swimming with
sharks?" Zocchi stood and put his hands on Chris' thick muscled arms as
he guided him to turn slightly and positioned him sat on the end of the
plush hotel bed. "So if I've set this up correctly you'll be sat
inside a cage underwater, there will be sharks swimming round you and
some might even come give the cage a rattle too - think you can handle
that?" Zocchi explained.
"Bring it on, just don't get my hair wet" Chris joked.
Zocchi let out a sly grin as he loaded up one of the pleasure simulations
he'd picked out - boy was Chris going to get a shock when it wasn't a
shark in front of him but a stripper giving him a simulated lap dance.
"Okay take a deep breath you're going down" Zocchi lied and he watched
Chris' face morph from apprehension to confusion to disbelief in the
blink of an eye.
"Oh Zoch you little shit I knew you were up to something! Although for
once I think I'm not going to complain she's quite hot!" Chris seemed
to get over his initial shock quickly and as his body relaxed he settled
back a bit on the bed, with his elbows and and forearms spread at his
side holding his bulk off the bed mostly but definitely laying more
casually than he was previously.
With Chris wearing the VR headset he couldn't see anything that was
happening in the room so Zocchi didn't have to hide his frustration that
his prank hadn't evoked the response he'd hoped for from his buddy. He
noted on the screen that Chris' heartrate was slightly elevated but not
by much. As he glanced over the screen he spotted a button named
`avatars' and gave it a click - the mischievous light in his eyes
returned as he saw that there were a few different options available of
who was giving Chris a virtual lap dance - he called out to his friend as
he impishly clicked on one of the male thumbnails "Oh yeah, how about
this one - are they hot enough for you?".
Mission accomplished - he watched Chris' body tense as he swiped with
his hanad trying to get newly appeared muscled male torso away from him.
"Oh god Zoch what are you playing at now!" Chris squirmed.
"Just amping up the stress of the situation a bit, you were too chilled
out before" he smirked.
As the initial shock subsided he watched Chris calm himself and his
tensed muscles loosen - never one to back down to a challenge he knew
Chris was going to try to call his bluff and stay in the simulation until
he proved he was in control and not his mischievous mate.
Zocchi was about to get annoyed again that his prank had felt flat when a
beep from the laptop caught his attention and he drew his gaze back to
the screen - Chris' heart rate had jumped right up - a natural reaction
to the unexpected change in situation but usually his heart rate would
slike and return to normal fairly quickly but now it was staying elevated
and rising!
He looked over to his friend who was had settled back a bit further on
the bed now and was laughing to himself as he spoke in no general
direction about how his friend would have to work harder if he wanted to
really shock him as he couldn't be rattled.
Zocchi, on the other side of the room, was not lucid enough to truly hear
his friends taunts as his gaze was determinedly fixed on what was
happening in Chris' shorts - clearly now Zocchi could make out a long
hard slab of meat laying along his friend's right hip and as he watched
transfixed he noticed it pulse and lift until the loose cotton shorts
were transformed into a considerable tent and as Zocchi bit his bottom
lip lightly he noticed the smallest dot of moisture darken the material
where Chris' formiddlable cock head pressed against the fabric.
Unaware of his own actions - Zocchi stepped forward slowly and before he
could even understand what was happening he found his lips clamped around
the head of Chris' leaking pole and his tongue was lapping at the fabric
trying to taste the precum which in response was now steadily oozing out
from the thick shaft. In a flash of realisation Zocchi had awoken from
his fugue state and was about to pull off his closest friend's prick and
profusely apologise when he felt a large, strong hand rest tenderly on
the back of his head urging him to stay. With his mouth still clamped
around Chris solid member he strained to lift his eyes upwards and was
first of met with the expanse of Chris' powerful abs and then the
mountainous pair of pecs finally landing unexpectedly on Chris'
surprised face, the VR headset now resting by his side on the bed.
The moment their eyes met Chris' hand shot away from the back of
Zocchi's head as though he'd been given an electric shock. Zocchi fell
backwards away from the bed in the same moment and the two stayed their
for what felt like an eternity staring at each other and breathing
heavily. In actuality it was less than a second and that was all it took
for the two to silently communicate with each other, they could see it in
each others eyes, they wanted this - they didn't know why or how but
nothing else mattered in this moment - only they existed and they needed
each other.
Zocchi was the first to move, the smaller man pushed himself off the
floor where he'd fallen and sprung forward, in an instant pulling at his
tee to get it off and vaulting on to the bed. In anticipation Chris let
his body fall back on to the bed and his best friend landed on top of him
and in the space of a single heart beat their lips were smashed
together. Although neither of them had been with another man before this
felt instinctual, it felt right. Their hands roamed each others bodies
and Chris was amazed at how alive he felt touching the muscles of one of
his closest friends.
They broke their kissing and caught their breath, never breaking eye
contact, both afraid that if they did whatever spell they were under
would be broken. It was Chris that made the next move this time. Taking
Zocchi's hand he led both of them off the bed to stand, the height
difference much more evident between them now. Although Chris was tall
and broad shouldered he looked at Zocchi as if for the first time and saw
how attractive he was, the muscles of his shoulders and pecs standing
proud on his smaller frame. Instinctively, Chris reached down and
adjusted his cock through his shorts, that was when he felt his friends
hand on top of his own. His friend dismissed Chris' hand to his side and
took control as he slide the loose shorts down over his hips Chris
noticed that Zocchi was slowly lowering too. He was at eye level with
Chris' pelvis when his hard throbbing pole sprung out from his shorts
and he saw a hunger in his friend's eyes that he had never seen before
today.
Although almost sure that Zocchi had never been with another man before
Chris was certain of one thing, he was a natural. He worshipped his cock
like Chris had never felt the pleasure of before - although not able to
take his full length yet Zocchi tried his best and spent his time going
between sucking on the head and trying to force the monster peace of meat
down his own throat. Chris wasn't sure when or how but when he looked
down he noticed his friend had lost his shorts and was jerking an
impressive cock himself.
Reluctant to put an end to a fantastic blowjob but hungry to explore more
he hooked his hands under his friends armpits and lifted him off the
floor with what looked like very little effort but in the state Chris was
currently in, his blood pumping so fast, he could've moved mountains. He
deposited his friend on the bed so that Zocchi was laid on his back and
his legs still dangling off the end. Chris loomed over him, his body now
covered with a light shine of sweat and thought to himself how this was
the point of no return, he either stopped this madness right now or he
ventured further and possibly changed their friendship and his own
understanding of his sexuality forever.
Whether it was his head, his heart or his loins that made the decision,
or perhaps a combination of all three, he was now grasping his friend's
ankles and hoisting them on to his shoulders as he knelt down and pressed
his face into Zocchi's hairless taint. It was like an explosion in his
senses - and a primal desire washed over him - before Zocchi could
understand what his friend was up to his legs were lifted, spread apart
and he felt Chris' short beard rubbing up and down against his untouched
hole. He could feel every breath and then the warmth and wetness of
Chris' tongue over his tight bud.
"Oh fuck Chris, don't stop!" Zocchi panted. Whatever his friend
replied with, it was lost on him, the words muffled as Chris was reticent
not to remove his face from his new favourite place. Chris worked his
tongue all over Zocchi's hole and felt it get slicker and start to
loosen slightly, welcoming him in, so he allowed his tongue to dive in
further and a new wave of hunger took over. At this point, Zocchi had
relinquished any kind of control over his own body - it now belonged to
Chris - he was a puppet and Chris the master.
After so long on his knees, Chris shifted positions slightly and felt his
knee slide briefly over a wet spot on the carpet, He saw that his cock
had been steadily been pumping out precum the whole time and the carpet
was a damp sticky mess underneath him - he smeared some over the length
of his shaft and realised for the first time that this was the first time
he'd touched himself during the whole encounter - it was like he'd
completely forgotten about his own body - so lost in exploring his
friend's. His eyes travelled back up as he slowly stroked his
rediscovered hard cock and finally his gaze landed back on Zocchi's
glistening ass hole.
Without a word, Chris stood and then stooped most of the way back down
because of his height so he could line up his cock head with his
friend's inviting looking hole - he stole a glance at Zocchi's face -
he didn't know if he could say it aloud but it wasn't necessary Zocchi
just nodded emphatically and grabbed his own legs to pull them higher and
wider. After Chris' generous attention earlier from his tongue Zocchi
was wet and as ready as he could be for this.
When the head of Chris' cock touched his friend's hole he felt the
connection between them deepen - he pushed further and Zocchi did his
best not to panic as he felt himself speared by the beer can sized prick
that was now slowly splitting him in two. Chris bent forward and planted
a kiss on his friend's lips - unlike before this was not a battle of
tongues, it was soft, full of affection and it instantly calmed Zocchi's
rapid breathing and in turn his body relaxed too and with that Chris
slipped further inside.
With a little time and effort Chris was able to bury his whole shaft
inside his friend and he let it remain there while he tried to retain
control of his senses - he could already feel his full balls tightening
but he wasn't ready for this to end. He lay on top of his friend their
bodies now slick with sweat and he planted small light kisses across
Zocchi's neck and the side of his face, gently whispering and
encouraging him of how perfect he was, how good this felt and how amazed
he was that he could take him all the way in.
It seems though that this wave of calm that was washing over Chris was
not matched by the heat that was now rising through Zocchi's body, he
managed to hook his feet together around Chris' back so he could free
his hands, which he firmly planted on either side of Chris' face so they
could look eye to eye.
"Fuck me!" he growled.
Chris taken aback by his friend's sudden demand and urgency he froze,
but Zocchi was not going to let this experience escape him and with his
legs he flexed and tried to push Chris deeper into him, if that was even
possible. The initial shock now subsiding Chris knew he had the
greenlight and was so ready for it. He withdrew from him completely and
they both tensed against the cold of the room after being entwined in
each other's bodies for so long - Chris rolled over and laid on his
back, taking a hold of his cock at the base to point it like a stone
monument reaching to the sky.
Zocchi understood and was soon straddling his friend and lowering himself
down on Chris' statuesque form - his hole now used to its length and
size it was much easier than before and soon he was bouncing up and down.
Chris watched his friends impressive pecs bounce in time with his
gyrations and his friend's hard cock smack against his abs every time he
buried himself on Chris' cock. As he watched his friend's cock bounce
and recoil off his hard abs each time he was taken aback when he saw the
first volley of cum shoot out of it - neither of them having touched it
since Zocchi climbed atop him he didn't think it was possible but he was
literally fuckign the cum out of his best friend. It was then that the
noticed the pressure that Zocchi's ass was now putting on his cock -
with every pump his cock ejected Zocchi's asshole was tightening and it
was at that moment that Chris' body took over and erupted himself. He
felt like it was being milked out of him by his friend's talented ass
and by the time that Zocchi pulled himself off and collapsed next to him
the pair were spent.
The pair laid next to each other, bodies still touching but not speaking,
just the sound of their ragged breaths and the feel of their chests
rising and falling at the side of each other until Chris' phone started
vibrating on the bedside table. He snapped himself out of reverie and
leaned over to grab the phone - it was Modupe, probably calling to speak
about what was planned tomorrow.
He answered the call and chatted briefly, trying not to sound out of
breath, his eyes widened briefly when he was told that the next day he
would be doing some fatigue training with the Special Forces the next day
- he thanked her and bid her a good night. After hanging up the phone he
let it fall out of his hand as he turned his head and saw that his friend
was already out cold - I guess they'd have to speak about what happened
some other time. He shifted his weight and put his arm over his friend
closed his eyes and sleep soon took him too.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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[email protected] if you are interested in getting a part 2!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/robin-roped | Date: Fri, 5 Jan 2024 10:44:48 -0600 From: Ebon Artist Subject: Robin - Roped Robin The Boy Wonder -- Roped *Batman and Robin are property of DC comics. Robin is a creation of Bill Finger. Comments and questions are always welcome at [email protected] For more Batcock, check out my superhero 3D porn at https://www.patreon.com/Ebonart Robin shook his head and instantly regretted it as pain lanced through his temples. He tested the ropes binding him to the chair and found them just as strong as last time; his hands were bound and his legs were tied to the chair legs, forcing them apart. He struggled, but that only made the ropes tighter. Finally he stopped, panting slightly, and looked around the room again. He was in a small maintenance room; the walls were bare concrete with only a rusty steel set locker to break up the monotony. Bare pipes ran down one wall, and there was only a single bare bulb to light the place. The chair he was in was steel, and recently bolted to the floor; this was a trap prepared for him and him alone. He was bait. Again. Batman would be looking for him, he didn't doubt that, but the grate above him smelled strange -- no doubt it was a gas tap of some kind, triggered when Batman showed up to rescue him. Again. Robin growled as he fought against the ropes again, then he slowed and stopped when he felt a stirring in his trunks. His soft cock pressed against the thin, soft fabric of his tight trunks, stroking over his sleek length, and now he was starting to react to that. He blushed hotly. He was horny all the time now, and this was no exception. He grunted softly as his penis filled out to its full six-inch length - a pretty respectable size for a slender fifteen-year-old boy -- and tented his thin trunks. He moved his hips and his smooth cut crown slid under the soft silk-lined fabric, the sensation making the caped youth moan softly in his need. He moved his hips again, and sighed, then again and again. A dark spot appeared on the dark green fabric, and he could feel a trickle of thin slick precum glide down his rock-hard young cock. Holy hardons, he hated this feeling. Horny as shit and unable to do anything about it. It had come to a point where he had to take time and play with himself before each patrol -- if he didn't jerk off at least once, he ran the risk of getting hard in his costume like now. It was impossible to hide his sexual excitement in the skin-tight briefs, and he didn't want Batman to catch him throwing wood in public. He moved his hips again, slowly. Maybe, maybe he could make himself cum and then it would be all dry by the time Batman burst through the door. "Nice show, kid," he heard, and gasped. One of his captors was standing in the door, watching him. The man smiled and closed the door, then walked over and crouched by the chair. "Looks like you have a problem, Boy Wonder..." the man chuckled. His strong hand moved to slide over his bare thigh, caress him there, then slide over to the wet front of his trunks. "Batman--" "Batman won't be here for awhile, kid," the man said, his strong fingers tracing the outline of Robin's erect penis in the thin briefs. He began to slowly stroke his fingertips over the bulge, until Robin whimpered. "Need to fix you up," the man said quietly, the pulled down Robin's trunks and let his cock and balls out into the chill air. He slid his fingers over the boy's hard shaft, then took the teen's penis in his grip. "There we go, bird-boy. Let it happen, kid," the man said. He began to stroke the Boy Wonder's penis, and Robin could only close his eyes and moan softly. "Like that, huh? You need some relief, here," the man said and kept masturbating the trim youth. His other hand cupped Robin's hairless balls, and stroked the boy's soft sac, feeling the little eggs move against each other. He rolled them against each other, pulled on the soft and sensitive sac, then his fingers stroked lower, underneath, until they grazed Robin's flexing little pussy-hole. His middle finger circled the tight muscle then slipped inside as the masked boy cried out. "NO! You--" Robin moaned. "I am gonna love putting my cock in you, Boy Wonder," the man said. "All of us are." "Please..." Robin gasped. "Please let you cum? Sure thing, kid," the man said. He left off stroking Robin's penis, bent, and took the sleek cock in his mouth. "Holy fuck..." Robin panted as the warm wetness enveloped his hard penis, and his breath came in short hard bursts. The man's mouth suckled his cock, up and down, up and down, until Robin groaned and came. "AHHHH!" The man pulled back a bit and gripped Robin's erect cock, licking and suckling the large cock-crown as it spurted streams of thick white boy-cum into his mouth. "Nice one, wonder-boy," the man said as he pulled back and wiped his mouth. He pulled up Robin's thin briefs and the masked boy shivered in his release. The man stroked Robin's pretty face, smiling at the flushed and flustered youth, the kid still in the warm afterglow of his intense orgasm. He leaned in and kissed the Boy Wonder. Robin resisted at first, then gave in, especially when he slipped the boy his tongue and let Robin taste his own salty-sweet cum. The man laughed inwardly as the young teen practically nursed on his mouth, sipping the load from his tongue. "Good boy," the man said as he broke the kiss. He stood and undid his pants. Robin gulped when he saw the man's erect cock, eight inches long and thicker than his, almost as thick as Batman's enormous penis. The man took himself in hand, and Robin knew what was coming next. The man stroked the large crown of his cock over Robin's soft lips and hairless cheek. "Open up, Boy Wonder. Fair is fair, right?" Finally, Robin nodded, and his shell-pink lips parted. Hs closed his eyes and swallowed hard when he felt the man's cock-crown press against his mouth. He opened his mouth, and the man's length slid gently in inch or so into his mouth. "You just take care of that, kid," the man said, and Robin began to suckle the man's crown. It was warm and soft, and filled his mouth like a large strawberry; he could taste the soft tang of musk and sweat on it, which only served to excite him. He kissed and suckled the kidnapper's cock, bobbing slowly on it, using his tongue like he'd done to his best bud Speedy a couple of times when the horny Boy Bowman needed his cock taken care of. But Speedy's cock was a slender five-inch thing while the man was a full adult. It was so different. He felt the man's hand on his head, fingers stroking through his soft raven-black hair. The man's grip strengthened. "I'm close, Robin," is all the man said before he started to cum. Robin groaned as the man's cum exploded into his mouth, some sliding down his throat but despite his best efforts most of it squirted out onto his chin and ran down his neck to spatter on the front of his costume. Robin pulled back and the next couple of shots painted his masked face with a streamer of thick cum. "Hah, good boy, Robin," the man said as he wiped Robin's mouth and face off. "You took that load like a pro." "You have a pretty high opinion of yourselves," Robin said. "Whoever you are." "Smart of you to try and get me to talk, kid, but it's not happening. We're gonna kill Batman and then sell your hot little ass to the highest bidder so you'll spend the rest of your short, short life getting fucked by thugs and goons. I only wish I could be there to hear you when the first dude slips his cock into your tight teen cherry," the man laughed. Robin nodded grimly. So, they were not going to gang-rape him, at least not yet. He still had a chance. Robin swallowed, then spat out the last bit of the man's cum in his mouth. His utility belt was hung inside the rusty locker, to taunt him with his nearness. With it, he could radio Batman, warn him, then cut his way free. None of that was happening, though. He struggled against the steel chair a bit more, his cock thankfully staying soft and nestled against the shadow of his close-shorn pubes. The man ruffled Robin's hair and left. END | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 5 Jan 2024 10:44:48 -0600
From: Ebon Artist <[email protected]>
Subject: Robin - Roped
Robin The Boy Wonder -- Roped
*Batman and Robin are property of DC comics. Robin is a creation of Bill
Finger.
Comments and questions are always welcome at [email protected]
For more Batcock, check out my superhero 3D porn at
https://www.patreon.com/Ebonart
Robin shook his head and instantly regretted it as pain lanced through
his temples. He tested the ropes binding him to the chair and found them
just as strong as last time; his hands were bound and his legs were tied
to the chair legs, forcing them apart. He struggled, but that only made
the ropes tighter. Finally he stopped, panting slightly, and looked
around the room again. He was in a small maintenance room; the walls were
bare concrete with only a rusty steel set locker to break up the
monotony. Bare pipes ran down one wall, and there was only a single bare
bulb to light the place. The chair he was in was steel, and recently
bolted to the floor; this was a trap prepared for him and him alone. He
was bait. Again. Batman would be looking for him, he didn't doubt that,
but the grate above him smelled strange -- no doubt it was a gas tap of
some kind, triggered when Batman showed up to rescue him. Again.
Robin growled as he fought against the ropes again, then he slowed and
stopped when he felt a stirring in his trunks. His soft cock pressed
against the thin, soft fabric of his tight trunks, stroking over his
sleek length, and now he was starting to react to that. He blushed hotly.
He was horny all the time now, and this was no exception.
He grunted softly as his penis filled out to its full six-inch length - a
pretty respectable size for a slender fifteen-year-old boy -- and tented
his thin trunks. He moved his hips and his smooth cut crown slid under
the soft silk-lined fabric, the sensation making the caped youth moan
softly in his need. He moved his hips again, and sighed, then again and
again. A dark spot appeared on the dark green fabric, and he could feel a
trickle of thin slick precum glide down his rock-hard young cock.
Holy hardons, he hated this feeling. Horny as shit and unable to do
anything about it. It had come to a point where he had to take time and
play with himself before each patrol -- if he didn't jerk off at least
once, he ran the risk of getting hard in his costume like now. It was
impossible to hide his sexual excitement in the skin-tight briefs, and he
didn't want Batman to catch him throwing wood in public.
He moved his hips again, slowly. Maybe, maybe he could make himself cum
and then it would be all dry by the time Batman burst through the door.
"Nice show, kid," he heard, and gasped.
One of his captors was standing in the door, watching him. The man smiled
and closed the door, then walked over and crouched by the chair.
"Looks like you have a problem, Boy Wonder..." the man chuckled. His
strong hand moved to slide over his bare thigh, caress him there, then
slide over to the wet front of his trunks.
"Batman--"
"Batman won't be here for awhile, kid," the man said, his strong
fingers tracing the outline of Robin's erect penis in the thin briefs.
He began to slowly stroke his fingertips over the bulge, until Robin
whimpered.
"Need to fix you up," the man said quietly, the pulled down Robin's
trunks and let his cock and balls out into the chill air. He slid his
fingers over the boy's hard shaft, then took the teen's penis in his
grip.
"There we go, bird-boy. Let it happen, kid," the man said. He began to
stroke the Boy Wonder's penis, and Robin could only close his eyes and
moan softly.
"Like that, huh? You need some relief, here," the man said and kept
masturbating the trim youth. His other hand cupped Robin's hairless
balls, and stroked the boy's soft sac, feeling the little eggs move
against each other. He rolled them against each other, pulled on the soft
and sensitive sac, then his fingers stroked lower, underneath, until they
grazed Robin's flexing little pussy-hole. His middle finger circled the
tight muscle then slipped inside as the masked boy cried out.
"NO! You--" Robin moaned.
"I am gonna love putting my cock in you, Boy Wonder," the man said.
"All of us are."
"Please..." Robin gasped.
"Please let you cum? Sure thing, kid," the man said. He left off
stroking Robin's penis, bent, and took the sleek cock in his mouth.
"Holy fuck..." Robin panted as the warm wetness enveloped his hard
penis, and his breath came in short hard bursts. The man's mouth suckled
his cock, up and down, up and down, until Robin groaned and came.
"AHHHH!"
The man pulled back a bit and gripped Robin's erect cock, licking and
suckling the large cock-crown as it spurted streams of thick white
boy-cum into his mouth.
"Nice one, wonder-boy," the man said as he pulled back and wiped his
mouth. He pulled up Robin's thin briefs and the masked boy shivered in
his release.
The man stroked Robin's pretty face, smiling at the flushed and
flustered youth, the kid still in the warm afterglow of his intense
orgasm. He leaned in and kissed the Boy Wonder. Robin resisted at first,
then gave in, especially when he slipped the boy his tongue and let Robin
taste his own salty-sweet cum.
The man laughed inwardly as the young teen practically nursed on his
mouth, sipping the load from his tongue.
"Good boy," the man said as he broke the kiss. He stood and undid his
pants.
Robin gulped when he saw the man's erect cock, eight inches long and
thicker than his, almost as thick as Batman's enormous penis. The man
took himself in hand, and Robin knew what was coming next.
The man stroked the large crown of his cock over Robin's soft lips and
hairless cheek. "Open up, Boy Wonder. Fair is fair, right?"
Finally, Robin nodded, and his shell-pink lips parted. Hs closed his eyes
and swallowed hard when he felt the man's cock-crown press against his
mouth. He opened his mouth, and the man's length slid gently in inch or
so into his mouth.
"You just take care of that, kid," the man said, and Robin began to
suckle the man's crown. It was warm and soft, and filled his mouth like
a large strawberry; he could taste the soft tang of musk and sweat on it,
which only served to excite him.
He kissed and suckled the kidnapper's cock, bobbing slowly on it, using
his tongue like he'd done to his best bud Speedy a couple of times when
the horny Boy Bowman needed his cock taken care of. But Speedy's cock
was a slender five-inch thing while the man was a full adult. It was so
different.
He felt the man's hand on his head, fingers stroking through his soft
raven-black hair. The man's grip strengthened. "I'm close, Robin," is
all the man said before he started to cum.
Robin groaned as the man's cum exploded into his mouth, some sliding
down his throat but despite his best efforts most of it squirted out onto
his chin and ran down his neck to spatter on the front of his costume.
Robin pulled back and the next couple of shots painted his masked face
with a streamer of thick cum.
"Hah, good boy, Robin," the man said as he wiped Robin's mouth and
face off. "You took that load like a pro."
"You have a pretty high opinion of yourselves," Robin said. "Whoever
you are."
"Smart of you to try and get me to talk, kid, but it's not happening.
We're gonna kill Batman and then sell your hot little ass to the highest
bidder so you'll spend the rest of your short, short life getting fucked
by thugs and goons. I only wish I could be there to hear you when the
first dude slips his cock into your tight teen cherry," the man laughed.
Robin nodded grimly. So, they were not going to gang-rape him, at least
not yet. He still had a chance.
Robin swallowed, then spat out the last bit of the man's cum in his
mouth. His utility belt was hung inside the rusty locker, to taunt him
with his nearness. With it, he could radio Batman, warn him, then cut his
way free. None of that was happening, though. He struggled against the
steel chair a bit more, his cock thankfully staying soft and nestled
against the shadow of his close-shorn pubes.
The man ruffled Robin's hair and left.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-ride-along | Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2023 21:03:13 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: The Ride Along This is a fanfiction story with the characters Spencer Cassadine (Nicholas Chavez) and Curtis Ashford (Donnell Turner). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL ********************************* Spencer Cassadine is laying in bed with Trina laying on his chest, deep asleep. He thinks about his life and how happy he is with Trina now. Slowly he dozes off and starts to have a dream about how he was talking with Curtis. "I see you love Trina very much but will you also do everything possible to keep her happy?" Curtis asks. Spencer had all these doubts he could keep Trina happy and now Curtis is asking him this question. "Well?" Curtis says. "Yes I do, I will do everything." Spencer replies. Suddenly a strange big smile comes on Curtis face. "That's all I wanted to hear." Curtis says. Spencer is confused but then suddenly sees Curtis unzipping his fly and takes out his big black dick of his. "What the..." Spencer says and is lost without words. "Suck my dick and I will always support you." Curtis says. Spencer looks shocked at Curtis. Is this for real? Is Curtis really meaning this or is this a test. "Come on boy, get over here and start sucking my dick." Curtis instructs. Something in Curtis' demanding voice makes Spencer stand up and walk over to the man. He drops to his knees in front of that big black daddy dick. Curtis lays his hand on the back of Spencer's head and then pulls him towards his dick. Spencer opens his mouth and starts sucking at it. "Oh yeah that's it. That warm mouth of yours around my dick." Curtis says while he moans from pleasure. Spencer feels that big black dick getting hard in his mouth. By the time it's fully erect Spencer can barely have his mouth on it. Confused at why he's actually doing this Spencer keeps continuing to suck that dick. Realizing it's not even that bad. Even though Curtis is now in a wheelchair and his legs are not working. His dick works perfectly fine. Feeling all the joy and pleasure he has not been feeling for awhile now. "Get up boy and show me your ass." Curtis instructs. Spencer stops and looks surprised at Curtis. He realizes where this is going to. "I don't know if I can handle that." Spencer confesses with his puppy dog eyes. "Don't you worry. I will make you feel good." Curtis promises and lifts his shirt up to reveal his masculine dark skinned body. Spencer stares at Curtis who is so masculine. Just as much as he is. Nervously he starts to remove all of his clothes till he stands in his dark green boxer shorts. Curtis stares at the boy. "Come on, show me that sweet ass I'm going to fuck." Hearing those words give chills over Spencer his spine but he already came this far. He gets his hands to the waistband of his underwear and then pulls them slowly down to stand naked in front of Curtis. Curtis gives a whistle to the sexy naked boy that stands in front of him. "Damn you look good!" Spencer doesn't know how to act. "Give me a little turn so I can see everything." Spencer spins slowly around, feeling like some kind of meat that's being checked out. Then Curtis takes Spencer's hand. "Don't you worry. You will be experiencing more fun than you now think. Spencer stares in Curtis' eyes. Kinda feels calm while Curtis holds his hand. Curtis tries to pull Spencer towards him and then they lock lips, having a passionate kiss that takes Spencer off guard but calms all his nerves. While they kiss, Curtis slowly guides Spencer closer to him till Spencer sits on his lap. Spencer starts to feel so good that he feels Curtis his pecs up, letting his hands explore the black daddy's body. Curtis wraps his hand around Spencer's dick and starts to stroke it. Spencer lets some moans escape his mouth, feeling his dick becoming hard in the hunky daddy's hand. Curtis pumps that dick to full hardon and then plays with the mushroom head with his finger. Spencer feels so much sensation through his dick. Curtis can tell Spencer is now ready to be his. While Spencer sits on Curtis' lap, Curtis rides his wheelchair to the bedroom. Spencer is so up on feeling Curtis up and kissing the man he realizes they are in the bedroom. Spencer gets off of Curtis' lap and helps the man out of his wheelchair on the bed. Where Curtis has hoped it would be all sweet now, makes it clear that Spencer cannot hold Curtis and they both drop on the bed in an awkward position. Spencer, feeling guilty, looks up at Curtis "I'm so sorry." "No worries." Curtis replies and winks while wrapping his arms around the boy. Spencer crawls in a more comfortable position on top of Curtis and they start to kiss again. While Spencer has his hard dick against Curtis his razing cock, Curtis rubs his hands from Spencer's back to those sweet buns and starts to squeeze them. Shivers but also pleasure runs through Spencer his body, feeling those hands mold his ass cheeks. Curtis breaks off the kiss and the two stare at each other for a moment. "Turn around and let me eat your ass out before I fuck it." Curtis says. Spencer nervously turns around, sitting on Curtis his chest and brings his ass to the man's mouth. Curtis starts to spread Spencer his ass cheeks and attacks that pink hole with his tongue. "FUUUUCK!" Spencer cries out from shock how good that feels. Curtis keeps on attacking that hole, darting his tongue at it. Spencer now gets even more hornier than before what he didn't expect to enjoy this much. He grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while Curtis keeps attacking his rosebutt. Curtis knows that Spencer is now ready for it and taps him to get off. Spencer looks at Curtis. Confused at what to do next. Curtis grabs hold of his dick holding it straight up in front of the sexy muscle stud. "Get on it and have the ride of your life." Curtis jokes. Nervously but also very horny Spencer gets up and gets his legs at each side of Curtis to squats down on that big black cock. Feeling the cockhead coming inside him and then that large manhood of Curtis coming all the way inside. "OH FUUUUCCCKKKK!" Spencer screams out feeling it penetrating his ass. Finally having all of that dick lodged up in his ass Spencer, the pain is almost unbearable for Spencer. It's like his ass has been split in two. "Now slowly start to move." Curtis guides Spencer. "I don't know if I can." Spencer cries out. "Sure you can." Curtis assures Spencer and rubs his hands over Spencer's big biceps. "You are a big stud, now prove it by riding my dick." Spencer slowly starts to move up and down. Feeling shots of pain going through his whole body. He bites his teeth and continues. Curtis keeps rubbing his hands over Spencer his body, feeling the young stud his pecs and abs up. He can't believe he has this hot young stud riding his dick now. Spencer, who keeps on continuing to ride that big black dick starts to feel pleasure. He realizes the more he keeps riding that dick the better the feeling gets. "Yeah boy, keep riding my dick." Curtis says while feeling Spencer speeding the pace up. Spencer starts to really bounce himself up and down on that dick, feeling only pleasure now. Both guys are covered in sweat and fill the room with their moaning. Feeling their bodies up while they continue. Spencer leans forward and kisses Curtis while he keeps riding his ass on that big black cock that is now his most favorite toy. Curtis leads his hand to Spencer his dick and starts to stroke him. It doesn't take long until Spencer shoots his load all over Curtis' abs. "Mmmm FUCK!" Spencer loudly moans. Spencer his ass muscles get tight around Curtis his dick that sets the hot black daddy to shoot his load all up Spencer's inside. "FUCK YEAH!" Curtis roars while cumming deep inside Spencer. Covered in sweat and all tired Spencer lays on top of Curtis. Curtis wraps his arms around Spencer. "Thanks for this amazing feeling that I needed, boy." Spencer looks at Curtis and he kisses the hunky black daddy. Spencer is woken up later by Trina who is in a rush and gives him a kiss and then heads off. He remembers his dream about Curtis, realizing he gots a hardon again. "Damn that sex really changed me.' 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Date: Mon, 11 Dec 2023 21:03:13 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: The Ride Along
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Spencer Cassadine (Nicholas
Chavez) and Curtis Ashford (Donnell Turner).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL
*********************************
Spencer Cassadine is laying in bed with Trina laying on his chest, deep
asleep. He thinks about his life and how happy he is with Trina now.
Slowly he dozes off and starts to have a dream about how he was talking
with Curtis.
"I see you love Trina very much but will you also do everything possible to
keep her happy?" Curtis asks.
Spencer had all these doubts he could keep Trina happy and now Curtis is
asking him this question.
"Well?" Curtis says.
"Yes I do, I will do everything." Spencer replies.
Suddenly a strange big smile comes on Curtis face. "That's all I wanted to
hear." Curtis says.
Spencer is confused but then suddenly sees Curtis unzipping his fly and
takes out his big black dick of his.
"What the..." Spencer says and is lost without words.
"Suck my dick and I will always support you." Curtis says.
Spencer looks shocked at Curtis. Is this for real? Is Curtis really meaning
this or is this a test.
"Come on boy, get over here and start sucking my dick." Curtis instructs.
Something in Curtis' demanding voice makes Spencer stand up and walk over
to the man. He drops to his knees in front of that big black daddy dick.
Curtis lays his hand on the back of Spencer's head and then pulls him
towards his dick. Spencer opens his mouth and starts sucking at it.
"Oh yeah that's it. That warm mouth of yours around my dick." Curtis says
while he moans from pleasure.
Spencer feels that big black dick getting hard in his mouth. By the time
it's fully erect Spencer can barely have his mouth on it.
Confused at why he's actually doing this Spencer keeps continuing to suck
that dick. Realizing it's not even that bad.
Even though Curtis is now in a wheelchair and his legs are not working. His
dick works perfectly fine. Feeling all the joy and pleasure he has not been
feeling for awhile now.
"Get up boy and show me your ass." Curtis instructs.
Spencer stops and looks surprised at Curtis. He realizes where this is
going to.
"I don't know if I can handle that." Spencer confesses with his puppy dog
eyes.
"Don't you worry. I will make you feel good." Curtis promises and lifts his
shirt up to reveal his masculine dark skinned body.
Spencer stares at Curtis who is so masculine. Just as much as he is.
Nervously he starts to remove all of his clothes till he stands in his dark
green boxer shorts.
Curtis stares at the boy. "Come on, show me that sweet ass I'm going to
fuck."
Hearing those words give chills over Spencer his spine but he already came
this far. He gets his hands to the waistband of his underwear and then
pulls them slowly down to stand naked in front of Curtis.
Curtis gives a whistle to the sexy naked boy that stands in front of
him. "Damn you look good!"
Spencer doesn't know how to act.
"Give me a little turn so I can see everything."
Spencer spins slowly around, feeling like some kind of meat that's being
checked out.
Then Curtis takes Spencer's hand. "Don't you worry. You will be
experiencing more fun than you now think.
Spencer stares in Curtis' eyes. Kinda feels calm while Curtis holds his
hand. Curtis tries to pull Spencer towards him and then they lock lips,
having a passionate kiss that takes Spencer off guard but calms all his
nerves.
While they kiss, Curtis slowly guides Spencer closer to him till Spencer
sits on his lap. Spencer starts to feel so good that he feels Curtis his
pecs up, letting his hands explore the black daddy's body.
Curtis wraps his hand around Spencer's dick and starts to stroke it.
Spencer lets some moans escape his mouth, feeling his dick becoming hard in
the hunky daddy's hand.
Curtis pumps that dick to full hardon and then plays with the mushroom head
with his finger. Spencer feels so much sensation through his dick.
Curtis can tell Spencer is now ready to be his. While Spencer sits on
Curtis' lap, Curtis rides his wheelchair to the bedroom. Spencer is so up
on feeling Curtis up and kissing the man he realizes they are in the
bedroom.
Spencer gets off of Curtis' lap and helps the man out of his wheelchair on
the bed. Where Curtis has hoped it would be all sweet now, makes it clear
that Spencer cannot hold Curtis and they both drop on the bed in an awkward
position. Spencer, feeling guilty, looks up at Curtis "I'm so sorry."
"No worries." Curtis replies and winks while wrapping his arms around the
boy.
Spencer crawls in a more comfortable position on top of Curtis and they
start to kiss again.
While Spencer has his hard dick against Curtis his razing cock, Curtis rubs
his hands from Spencer's back to those sweet buns and starts to squeeze
them. Shivers but also pleasure runs through Spencer his body, feeling
those hands mold his ass cheeks.
Curtis breaks off the kiss and the two stare at each other for a moment.
"Turn around and let me eat your ass out before I fuck it." Curtis says.
Spencer nervously turns around, sitting on Curtis his chest and brings his
ass to the man's mouth. Curtis starts to spread Spencer his ass cheeks and
attacks that pink hole with his tongue.
"FUUUUCK!" Spencer cries out from shock how good that feels.
Curtis keeps on attacking that hole, darting his tongue at it.
Spencer now gets even more hornier than before what he didn't expect to
enjoy this much. He grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while
Curtis keeps attacking his rosebutt.
Curtis knows that Spencer is now ready for it and taps him to get off.
Spencer looks at Curtis. Confused at what to do next.
Curtis grabs hold of his dick holding it straight up in front of the sexy
muscle stud.
"Get on it and have the ride of your life." Curtis jokes.
Nervously but also very horny Spencer gets up and gets his legs at each
side of Curtis to squats down on that big black cock. Feeling the cockhead
coming inside him and then that large manhood of Curtis coming all the way
inside.
"OH FUUUUCCCKKKK!" Spencer screams out feeling it penetrating his ass.
Finally having all of that dick lodged up in his ass Spencer, the pain is
almost unbearable for Spencer. It's like his ass has been split in two.
"Now slowly start to move." Curtis guides Spencer.
"I don't know if I can." Spencer cries out.
"Sure you can." Curtis assures Spencer and rubs his hands over Spencer's
big biceps. "You are a big stud, now prove it by riding my dick."
Spencer slowly starts to move up and down. Feeling shots of pain going
through his whole body. He bites his teeth and continues. Curtis keeps
rubbing his hands over Spencer his body, feeling the young stud his pecs
and abs up. He can't believe he has this hot young stud riding his dick
now.
Spencer, who keeps on continuing to ride that big black dick starts to feel
pleasure. He realizes the more he keeps riding that dick the better the
feeling gets.
"Yeah boy, keep riding my dick." Curtis says while feeling Spencer speeding
the pace up.
Spencer starts to really bounce himself up and down on that dick, feeling
only pleasure now.
Both guys are covered in sweat and fill the room with their moaning.
Feeling their bodies up while they continue.
Spencer leans forward and kisses Curtis while he keeps riding his ass on
that big black cock that is now his most favorite toy. Curtis leads his
hand to Spencer his dick and starts to stroke him.
It doesn't take long until Spencer shoots his load all over Curtis' abs.
"Mmmm FUCK!" Spencer loudly moans.
Spencer his ass muscles get tight around Curtis his dick that sets the hot
black daddy to shoot his load all up Spencer's inside.
"FUCK YEAH!" Curtis roars while cumming deep inside Spencer.
Covered in sweat and all tired Spencer lays on top of Curtis. Curtis wraps
his arms around Spencer. "Thanks for this amazing feeling that I needed,
boy."
Spencer looks at Curtis and he kisses the hunky black daddy.
Spencer is woken up later by Trina who is in a rush and gives him a kiss
and then heads off. He remembers his dream about Curtis, realizing he gots
a hardon again.
"Damn that sex really changed me.' He says out loud remembering he now only
keeps dreaming of the sex he really had with Curtis.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/power-ranger-power-bottom | Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2023 19:02:14 -0600 From: Charles Cox Subject: Power Ranger Power Bottom prt 1 (Celebrity) Authors Note: Any mention of the Power Rangers is ment purely for entertainment purposes only Tommy walked into the highschool locke room. Zack Taylor was just walking out of the showers, his light brown skin glistened. "Tommy! My man! Whats good?" Zack asked. Tommy smiled. "Nothing much Zack. Just came in to work out in the weight room". Zack smiled and nodded. "Oh ok. Dats whats up? Gimmie a few and I'll go with you". Tommy left the locker room to hide his growing boner. He had such a crush on Zack but he didnt know if he was gay or not. He went to the weights and laid on his back. Zack walked in wearing a loose pair of basketball shorts and no tshirt. He stood by Tommy's head and grabbed the bar. "You ready bro?" Tommy nodded. He could tell Zack wasnt wearing any underwear cause every time he lifted the weights, his big, thick cock wiggled in his shorts. Tommy felt himself getting hard. "Oh god! Not now!" He thought to himself. Zack smiled down at him. "Guess working out gets you excited huh bro?" Crap! Zack noticed! "Uh...yeah. Sorry". Zack chuckled. "Its cool bro. Im half hard too!" He groped his semi hard cock. Tommy smiled. "What do u suppose we should do about that?" Zack smiled. "Meet me in the locker room in five" he exclaimed. Tommy sat up and watched him leave. His stomach was doing flip flops. He slowly walked into the locker room, the creaking of the door disturbing the quiet. Tommy didnt see Zack anywhere. "Zack?" he called out. "Im in the showers. Get naked and get yo fine white ass in here!" Zack called out. Tommy went to his locker, his hands shook with excitement and nervousness as he stripped. Tommy was tall with shoulder length dark brown hair, dark eyes, some hair on his sculpted chest and a "happy trail" running down his flat ripped stomach to his 7 inch cock. He walked into the showers and saw Zack standing there naked as the day he was born. His body was smooth and sculpted with only pubic hair and some under his arms. Tommy's eyes traveled down to his thick 9 inch cock which curved downward over low hanging smooth balls. "Come here wit yo fine ass!" Zack exclaimed. Tommy walked over to him. Zack put one hand on his smooth, firm ass and pulled him close. They made out, their tongues sliding together like two horny eels, their muscular bodies pressed together and their hard cocks rubbing together. "Ive wanted yo hot ass since we first met!" Zack exclaimed. Tommy turned and wiggled his ass. "Well here it is! Come get it!" Zack crouched down so that Tommy's firm ass was in his face. He parted Tommy's cheeks and there in the middle was his pink hole. "Mmm! Sexy!" Tommy jerked when he felt Zacks tongue on his hole. Zack chuckled. "You like that baby?" he asked. Tommy nodded. Zack started eating his hole like a starving man eating his last meal. Tommy was panting and moaning. "Oh my god that feels so good!" he exclaimed. Zack chuckled. "You want this big dick inside you?" Tommy smiled but didnt say anything. Zack slapped his ass with a loud smack. "Answer me bitch!" Tommy moaned. "YES!" Zack pumped some soap from the dispenser on the wall and lubed up his cock. Suddenly their wrist communicators went off. Zack grunted. "Ugh! Time to go to work!" To Be Continued.... Hope you guys liked part 1. Part 2 will be hotter. This idea was given to me by a fan. Send me an email and let me know if you liked part one and as always be sure and support Nifty! | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2023 19:02:14 -0600
From: Charles Cox <[email protected]>
Subject: Power Ranger Power Bottom prt 1 (Celebrity)
Authors Note: Any mention of the Power Rangers is ment purely for
entertainment purposes only
Tommy walked into the highschool locke room. Zack Taylor was just walking
out of the showers, his light brown skin glistened.
"Tommy! My man! Whats good?" Zack asked. Tommy smiled.
"Nothing much Zack. Just came in to work out in the weight room". Zack
smiled and nodded.
"Oh ok. Dats whats up? Gimmie a few and I'll go with you". Tommy left the
locker room to hide his growing boner.
He had such a crush on Zack but he didnt know if he was gay or not. He
went to the weights and laid on his back. Zack walked in wearing a loose
pair of basketball shorts and no tshirt. He stood by Tommy's head and
grabbed the bar.
"You ready bro?" Tommy nodded. He could tell Zack wasnt wearing any
underwear cause every time he lifted the weights, his big, thick cock
wiggled in his shorts. Tommy felt himself getting hard.
"Oh god! Not now!" He thought to himself. Zack smiled down at him.
"Guess working out gets you excited huh bro?" Crap! Zack noticed!
"Uh...yeah. Sorry". Zack chuckled.
"Its cool bro. Im half hard too!" He groped his semi hard cock. Tommy
smiled.
"What do u suppose we should do about that?" Zack smiled.
"Meet me in the locker room in five" he exclaimed. Tommy sat up and
watched him leave. His stomach was doing flip flops.
He slowly walked into the locker room, the creaking of the door
disturbing the quiet. Tommy didnt see Zack anywhere.
"Zack?" he called out.
"Im in the showers. Get naked and get yo fine white ass in here!" Zack
called out.
Tommy went to his locker, his hands shook with excitement and nervousness
as he stripped. Tommy was tall with shoulder length dark brown hair, dark
eyes, some hair on his sculpted chest and a "happy trail" running down
his flat ripped stomach to his 7 inch cock.
He walked into the showers and saw Zack standing there naked as the day
he was born. His body was smooth and sculpted with only pubic hair and
some under his arms. Tommy's eyes traveled down to his thick 9 inch cock
which curved downward over low hanging smooth balls.
"Come here wit yo fine ass!" Zack exclaimed. Tommy walked over to him.
Zack put one hand on his smooth, firm ass and pulled him close. They made
out, their tongues sliding together like two horny eels, their muscular
bodies pressed together and their hard cocks rubbing together.
"Ive wanted yo hot ass since we first met!" Zack exclaimed. Tommy turned
and wiggled his ass.
"Well here it is! Come get it!" Zack crouched down so that Tommy's firm
ass was in his face. He parted Tommy's cheeks and there in the middle was
his pink hole.
"Mmm! Sexy!" Tommy jerked when he felt Zacks tongue on his hole. Zack
chuckled.
"You like that baby?" he asked. Tommy nodded. Zack started eating his
hole like a starving man eating his last meal. Tommy was panting and
moaning.
"Oh my god that feels so good!" he exclaimed. Zack chuckled.
"You want this big dick inside you?" Tommy smiled but didnt say anything.
Zack slapped his ass with a loud smack.
"Answer me bitch!" Tommy moaned.
"YES!"
Zack pumped some soap from the dispenser on the wall and lubed up his
cock. Suddenly their wrist communicators went off. Zack grunted.
"Ugh! Time to go to work!"
To Be Continued....
Hope you guys liked part 1. Part 2 will be hotter. This idea was given to
me by a fan. Send me an email and let me know if you liked part one and
as always be sure and support Nifty!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/laughter-of-the-ice-king | Date: Mon, 4 Dec 2023 08:00:00 +0000 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Laugher of the Ice King Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Swimnasium 3: Laugher of the Ice King "Duuuuuude." Nile Wilson beamed. "Brooooooo." Jack replied with a similarly broad smile, welcoming the gymnast into his home. After two Olympics as Team GB teammates the pair had grown close as two young Yorkshire lads representing their country. Jack's sexual curiosity was something he'd been aching to explore for a while now but for some reason the day he bottomed he didn't want it to be one of his diving teammates. The champion diver put it down to familiarity and although Nile was close, he didn't have to see the cheeky gymnast for every training session after the deed if anything went wrong. The pair sat reclined on the couch watching episodes of Red Dwarf and drinking beer, Nile in an all-black muscle-fit t-shirt and short ensemble, Jack wearing a pair of white shorts and both wearing colour co-ordinated trainer socks. It took the diver a couple of beers to relax and finally ask the question he had been itching to know. "Nile, random question, what made you shag Tom?" He asked. "I was horny, and he were begging for it." Nile beamed. "Sound, erm, I'm proper nervous by the way." Jack blushed. "No way, I wouldn't have guessed looking at you, you're practically ripping the clothes off me." Nile teased. "Gimme a break man!" Jack begged. "Never, you've got me all hard and horny, now you're getting all nervous on me, only thing worse than when a lass gives you blue balls...is when a lad gives you blue balls. Look at what you're doing to me!!!" Nile exclaimed, revealing his bulge in his black shorts for Jack to see. The ploy from Nile felt like a dark but necessary tactic, Jack was here to do something his mind wasn't totally certain on and there were two ways to approach it. Option 1, Nile could be all caring and understanding, gently coaxing Jack towards something he would ultimately enjoy. Option 2, treat Jack like a spoilt child who was just being selfish. The elite sportsman inside Nile gambled on the tough love approach. "So, what's happening then, am I dealing with this myself or am I gonna get a go on your nice dick too?" Nile winked. Jack moved closer to Nile, the stocky diver sliding into a position alongside Nile's similarly impressive pale, muscular body. The boys began to kiss led by Jack softly at first before the diver became more physical and moved into a position where he was kissing down onto Nile's adorable face. Nile felt Jack seizing control of their clinch and the gymnast was more than happy to follow, his lips following Jack's firm guidance. Nile however was first to begin feeling the other lad's ripped body, the gymnast's hands resting on Jack's sides and slowly working their way up. The diver reached down to the hem of Nile's tight, black T-shirt whilst they kissed and began to pull it up. Nile had to lift his head a little creating space for Jack to remove the gymnast's shirt completely. Throwing it aside, Jack held Nile's face away from him for a second and scanned his body. The gymnast had a little more beef to him, beautifully toned muscle which his silky, smooth, tattoo decorated skin curved around enticingly. Jack grinned happily imagining himself running his lips over the gymnast's gorgeous body before he pulled Nile back down to resume kissing. Jack slid a hand under Nile's back, pulling the gymnast up towards him. Nile followed the diver's touch, their smooth, bare skin gliding along each other's bare skin while they sucked ravenously at each other's faces. Both sporting studs could feel their hard 7-inch cocks only getting harder, aching to be freed. "Hmmm." Nile moaned gently, Jack's wandering fingers caressing a sensitive point just below the armpit. The response from the gymnast's body was to grind up into Jack's crotch. It was Jack's turn to let out an involuntary groan of happiness, triggered by the feel of Nile's body grazing against his tent. Nile reached between his legs and took hold of the lump pressing against his bum. The gymnast slid his hand up Jack's shaft to the top of his white shorts and then immediately back down under the waistband of Jack's boxers. The diver's crotch felt smooth as Nile's fingers located Jack's hard cock closing around it with a firm grip. The diver grunted a deep growl of happiness as Nile began to jerk him, carefully along the top two-thirds of Jack's 7-inch, uncut cock. Jack lifted his hips and pushed his shorts and boxers down to give Nile full access, allowing the diver's hard cock to pop free. Jack looked the gymnast up and down once more; the blonde's thick legs were smooth at the top of his thighs but as Jack followed Nile's legs down the strawberry blonde hairs began to thicken. Reaching for the waistband of Nile's black shorts, Jack waited for the gymnast to lift his hips then with one firm tug he dragged down Nile's shorts and boxers allowing another 7-inch beauty to pop free and stand up hard, begging for attention. Taking the tip of Nile's uncut mast, Jack pulled back the gymnast's beautiful foreskin and revealed Nile's pink head, Jack beamed. As Jack started to stroke, the gymnast cooed softly willing his blonde mate to continue working his cock. Within a few seconds Nile wanted more. "Suck me." He breathed gently. Jack grinned to himself; proud he had the gymnast under his control. Defying Nile's request however, the sexy blonde continued to jerk his throbbing cock whilst moving his body into position above Nile's face. The cheeky gymnast opened his piercing blue eyes to be faced with Jack's throbbing mast, inches away from his juicy lips and begging to be sucked. Without hesitation, Nile reached up with his neck and closing his lips around Jack's head he sucked the blonde lad's irresistible uncut cock. It was Jack's turn to groan as Nile's lips ran along his hard 7-inch shaft, taking his sensitive foreskin back with him. The gymnast's tongue ran down the back of Jack's throbbing shaft, caressing the bulging veins of Jack's hard meat. Holding the base of Jack's cock with his fingers, Nile ran the diver's head against the inner skin of his mouth making an obvious impression as he did so. Jack's sound effects agreed with Nile's every movement, telling the cheeky blonde just where to slide his tongue. "Yeah, that's it." Jack hissed encouragingly. The skill with which Nile pleasured his cock brought moan after groan from the horny diver. Feeling powerful, Jack tensed his pecs and looked down at Nile to witness the boy at work. The 27-year-old gazed beyond his smooth, muscular chest to Nile's bobbing head and smiled. Nile had learnt all the most important rules of giving great head and adding his fingers to the party, the gymnast gave Jack everything he could. Jack could feel Nile's fingers carefully slide under his smooth balls and stroke them gently. "Ahhh." Jack agreed, "right there. Sliding his fist to the base of Nile's cock, Jack decided it was time to preoccupy his own mind for a while. Contorting his muscular body around so that he could reach Nile's cock, the diver slipped his own lips over the hood of the gymnast's uncut, 7-inch cock and sliding right down to the bushy, copper pubes, Jack swallowed Nile's entire length. The 26-year-old felt his cock become warm, wet and so hard as Jack began to flaunt his own oral skills. The back of his tongue pressed against Nile's exposed head, slathering the soft, sensitive skin with his warm saliva. Both boys sucked and slurped, deepthroating each other's throbbing boners effortlessly. The taste of Jack's cock drove the gymnast wild, placing his fingers in the gap Jack's cock pierced between his lips, Nile slickened two fingers, then reaching down into the gap between his legs, the cheeky gymnast located his tight, fluffy hole. Pushing out his ring while forcing his fingers the other way, Nile penetrated his ring and firmly slid two fingers into his warm hole while continuing to suck Jack's hard meat. Erotic emotions began to consume Nile, the touch of Jack's smooth, muscular skin sent sparks throughout his own muscular body. Drinking Jack's cock made him want more of the former Olympic champion and from the movements of Jack's body, Nile could feel Jack wanted more of him too. Nile pushed his arse back onto his fingers feeling his knuckles rumbling across his sensitive ring. Nile wanted to groan and groan hard to explain how great he felt at that very moment. Nile's groan vibrated through Jack's cock bringing a smile from the horny 27-year-old and noticing that Nile was poking his hole with his own fingers, Jack decided it was time to move to the next step. Spitting over his own fingers, Jack reached for Nile's ring which the gymnast gave him access to after wriggling his fingers inside a couple of seconds longer. Pushing his index and middle fingers into Nile's hot, loosened cunt, Jack felt the narrow cave his cock was about to penetrate and smiled. The slick insides of the gymnast were deliciously inviting, tempting the diver to probe deeper. Jack wiggled his fingers deep within Nile's tight cunt, finding the spot that made the gymnast squeal sending more pleasurable vibrations through his throbbing boner. The diver squeezed his knuckle tight against Nile's arse and used the cheeky gymnast like a ventriloquist dummy, squeezing tighter to make Nile yelp on command. Searching the pale, 26-year-old's belly Jack probed Nile, easing him wider still for the Olympic Champion's hard, wet cock. The nasal chorus of satisfaction was Jack's reference point, probing and swirling his fingers inside the cheeky gymnast. In agreement with Jack's finger work, Nile held the blonde diver's cock hard against his tonsils and waited until Jack withdrew his fingers. "You gonna fuck me now Jacky?" Nile beamed excitedly as he inhaled a long draught of oxygen which the diver responded to with a wink. Jack sprang up onto his knees on the couch and pulled at Nile's hip which the gymnast adhered to, turning and climbing up on all fours with his perfect round arse pointing straight back at the horny diver. Jack's 7-inch shaft pointed out directly ahead of him and lining himself up with the ridge between Nile's cheeks, the diver eased forward gently until his head pressed against Nile's ring. A tactically placed bottle of lube was in reach meaning Jack could pop the lid open and squeeze a generous helping which he slathered along his thick, blue-veined shaft. The diver's fist polished his boner until it sparkled then turning his attention to Nile's crack, Jack added a thin coat across the gymnast's strawberry blonde hairs, making sure he pushed his fingers right into the groove of Nile's crack then tossing the bottle aside they were ready. Nile could feel Jack's bare head pressing at his soft pinkness and showing instant compliance, the bottom drew in a long hard breath and pushed out his ring. "Ohhh." Both lads grunted in unison as they slowly became united. Nile's hole worked with Jack as the top fed his hard shaft into the sexy bottom and within a matter of seconds Jack was 5 inches deep into Nile's firm body. Jack watched in awe of Nile's talent to take him without protest, the straight lad was as laddish as a lad could be, if he was in pain Jack would never know because Nile could take it, gritting his teeth and focusing on the pleasure of bare skin inside bare skin, Nile's body opened willing for Jack's throbbing cock allowing the pair to unite seamlessly. The young bottom's eyes glanced back to watch Jack as the former Olympic champion penetrated him. Studying Jack's perfect sixpac and broad bulging shoulders, arms and meaty pecs, Nile felt gratified that such a sexy lad would want to fuck his horny arse. The feeling of a hard cock slowly sliding deeper between the right walls of his young arse hole felt so satisfying that below him, Nile's own cock pulsed repeatedly. Jack's cock buried itself nicely within Nile until his gigantic pale thighs rested against Nile's hamstrings and the top's smooth crotch gently pressed itself up against Nile's fluffy ring. Nile's bright blue eyes stared back at Jack adoringly while the diver's dazzling sapphires shone back at Nile, comforting the bottom while Jack's boner glided between his tight walls. The top's movements were slow at first, easing himself back and forth within Nile's tight walls while the bottom cooed softly, celebrating every stroke. Nile felt incredible inside, his straight boy hole didn't have any mileage on it until he Team GB divers got to him and even since then, taking a cock every few months kept his copper cunt as tight as they come. Jack beamed down at Nile with a broad smile, studying the bottom's smooth, muscular as he did so. The bottom returned a cute smile containing a pair of dimples in his cheeks and a nice smooth neckline leading out to the broad shoulders. Nile's skin was similarly pale in complexion like Jack's but unlike the diver, Nile had become shamelessly addicted to tattoos. Starting on the left pec Jack couldn't see the intricate design from behind which then led down the gymnast's strong left arm to run parallel to a written tattoo along his ribs. From behind though, Jack looked down upon Nile's Olympic rings, tattooed between the gymnast's shoulder blades which tensed each time the top leaned forward into his sexy hole. The bottom's torso looked good enough to eat, his nice abs tensed hard as they prepared for the impact of another thrust of Jack's beefy body. The top watched his cock slicing its way between Nile's fluffy legs into that amazingly tight arse, the pink ring gliding along his shaft while the thick legs looked so nice and muscular (with another tattoo decorating his right one), perfect for gripping firmly to thrust into his doughy cheeks. The volume increased as Jack slipped into his natural rhythm, firmly crashing his crotch into Nile's cheeks with every shot. Jack's blue eyes twinkled as he rocked, the sparkle telling Nile that the top was enjoying this just as much as he was. The bottom could see Jack lowering as he fucked Nile, bringing his lips closer until the bottom stretched back allowing them to brush together tenderly and finally locked lips with an intense kiss. Now that their lips were reunited, Jack's chest pressed against Nile's broad back forcing his muscular body against the well-toned bottom. Nile closed a hand around Jack's bicep and felt the top's power as his bare cock slid into Nile's tight belly. The tightness of their clinch left no space between the muscular studs. Jack rolled along Nile's frame, gliding up and down calmly to pleasure them both. The feeling of bare sex between friends felt so natural for a pair of sports which left so little to the imagination. Jack didn't feel a need to be rushed, the Yorkshire lad just wanted to enjoy the moment to its highest, delighting in the tight hole sliding around his hard, bare cock. The blonde lad's smooth crotch moved with a manly dominance, sliding his hard cock into Nile's delicious hole with continuous slaps to assert his will upon the moreish bottom's body. "Fuck yeah." Nile breathed, marvelling at the feel of Jack's blonde meat filling his warm body. The bareness of the top's throbbing cock made Nile's sensitive insides tingle with extreme pleasure. Each thrust felt like a jolt of pleasure through every one of Nile's bulging muscles. Jack's cock travelled the length of Nile's tight insides, their bare skin sliding arousingly, membrane to membrane; it all felt so good. Every time Jack threw his pelvis forward, pinning his hard cock up inside Nile's copper hole the top's chunky thighs slapped against Nile's peachy arse cheeks. Not that Jack needed help to seem like the manly little stud that he was, but it was the weight of his muscular thighs thudding against Nile that made the bottom groan for more, begging the diver to follow each shot with yet another filling both of their powerful bodies with pure erotic passion. The way Jack hammered away he was a top, well a straight boy who knew how to give it and give it good, but Nile had always liked the look of Jack's butt and today he was determined to have a piece of it like he had been promised. "I think we should flip." Nile grinned with his irresistible yet cheeky smile. Nile had expected a little protest from Jack as Tom, Chris and Matty had all agreed that Jack turned them down before but holding Nile close, the top pulled out to the ring, slid himself back in just to feel Nile's warm insides grip his shaft one more time then withdrew his hard cock with one slow consistent movement. Next, Nile straightened himself up then shuffled around while Jack watched on. The gymnast moved himself in behind the smooth diver and then placing a hand on Jack's upper back he guided the Olympic champion down onto his hands and knees. Nile's cock throbbed at the sensational image of Jack's muscular buttocks staring back at him. The deep groove between Jack's arse cheeks had to be one of the most inviting places on Earth and lowering himself down, the gymnast licked his lips as his face approached the beautiful void. Jack didn't know why but he was feeling adventurous today. So many of the Team GB divers had tried to fuck him before, his gold medal partnering teammate Chris Mears even got a finger inside his hole one time, but no one had managed to get any further than that. Now though, Nile was behind him, using his strong palms to push apart Jack's arse cheeks and spit a few times across his immaculate hole. The warm phlegm splattered across Jack's smooth entrance, lined with a slight discolouration where the texture of the skin changed to become somewhat rubbery. Nile pressed his face into the gap and instantly felt as though he'd had won the lottery. Jack's meaty arse cheeks were rigidly firm around his own cheeks as he rolled his tongue from the base of the Olympic champion's hole up along his smooth runway and out with a flick. "Hmmmm." Jack purred up front, appreciating the careful attention Nile paid to his perfectly sculpted body. Nile rested his nose on the ridge of Jack's tailbone and went to work, flashing and flitting his tongue around inside the Olympic champion to irrigate his inviting hole. Giving his compliance, Nile could feel Jack pushing his ring out onto his tongue, allowing the slippery muscle to slide in between the gorgeous lips of the diver's tight hole. [Wonder if I can convince the Mrs to do this.] Jack thought to himself mischievously as his cock throbbed excitedly. The wet sensation of Nile's tongue slickening his ring sent shivers through the diver's beefy frame. Nile clearly knew what he was doing, using his tongue to poke and prod tantalisingly before penetrating and sliding in until his face pressed against Jack's cheeks. Better yet, the gymnast clearly wasn't shy when it came to rimming. Stretching his tongue as far as it could reach, Nile licked Jack's hole up and down, tasting every inch of the Olympic champion that he could reach. Jack found himself pushing his ring backwards in an attempt to open it as wide as possible for Nile to resume his excellent work. With each passing second Nile can tell he was making progress. Jack felt increasingly softer, increasingly looser, allowing Nile's tongue to do whatever he wanted, and he wanted to tilt it to the left and push it all the way inside. The sexy diver's ring allowed Nile full access affording the gymnast the opportunity to wriggle his tongue within Jack's cavity, lapping up any sweat Jack had produced when he'd fucked Nile moments earlier. Next Nile half withdrew but with his tongue still inside Jack's ring he flicked his attention to the right. "Oh yeah." Jack sighed, feeling the snap of Nile's tongue fighting the resistance of his hole and moving over to the opposite side of his hole. The 26-year-old did the exact same as before, sliding up and down Jack's hole then pressing his cheeks as tight up against the blonde's milky globes as he possibly could, Nile tongued away at Jack's delicious opening. After a minute of loud lapping there was an audible sigh of regret as Nile's tongue pulled out of Jack's hole and the gymnast's fingers released Jack's cheeks momentarily, allowing them to relax while he prepared himself. The Olympic champion waited patiently as Nile applied some lude to his hard shaft then a little to Jack's virgin hole. Spreading Jack's chunky legs just enough to fit him between them, Nile moved into position behind the dashing diver and placed his hard shaft between the groove in Jack's meaty arse cheeks. Nile watched on, feeling the sense of power growing inside him as he ran his shaft along the inside of Jack's moist, sexy crack. "Give yourself a tug if it starts to get painful yeah." Nile whispered, leaning forward for a moment. Jack nodded obediently, listening to the advice of someone who had been in position before. Sliding his hard pipe along Jack's crack a couple more times, Nile took in the view before taking hold of his shaft a third of the way up and spreading Jack's firm cheeks with the other hand. Nile's wet tip found Jack's ring with relative ease and holding himself steady the gymnast gave Jack further instructions. "Concentrate on your breathing, push out slowly and back up gradually mate." Jack clenched his teeth a little and followed his instructions exactly. At first nothing happened and then, as the pressure on his ring reached the right level, Jack felt his hole beginning to open. "Ohhh." He winced, a mixture of pain and shock at the power of the feelings his body was suddenly experiencing. The top remained patient, gently guiding his cock forward at a snail's pace while the original protest from Jack's body turned into calming acceptance that his anal virginity had officially been taken. "Keep breathing lad, keeping breathing." Nile repeatedly gently. The constant reminder was just what Jack needed to take his mind off the pain, listening to the words diverted the bottom's attention for a brief second causing himself to relax unwittingly and allow Nile to edge further still inside him. The horny boy inside Nile couldn't resist anymore, Jack's hole felt too snug and sexy. Holding his cock halfway down the remainder of his shaft the gymnastic pulled back an inch and carefully fed himself in. "Ooooh, fuck." Jack whined, half complaining, half enjoying the tingle Nile had begun to generate. A large part of Nile felt sorry for Jack, concerned the bottom was in too much pain, but the gymnast was feeling too horny to allow that to stop him. The only thing that could stop Nile now were the words "Nile stop!" actually coming from Jack's mouth. Heavier breathing, deeper groaning and a little teeth clenching were Jack's coping mechanisms and they seemed to work as the gymnast's crotch glanced against Jack's meaty arse cheeks. Now that he was all the way in, Nile decided this was a good time to pause. There was still probably another half inch of depth he would gain from thrusting but that was nothing, the hard part was officially over. "How you doing pal?" Nile asked sweetly. "I feel like I never want to take a shit again!" Jack smirked; his face red from the straining. "After I'm done with you, it'll be a lot easier to do that mate." Nile chuckled while stroking Jack's sides. Jack grinned too, he knew full well he was setting Nile up for that joke but anything to lighten the mood was helpful for the bottom who could feel his muscles relaxing, the tension alleviating as they laughed away. "How come you picked me to try this with first?" Nile asked, offering Jack a distraction as he pulled his cock back an inch then returned it forward again slowly and gently. "Dunno to be honest, I see you less often than the others I guess...so it won't be as weird if something goes wrong." Jack explained, pausing as the pain of re-entry felt a little sharper than he'd hoped. "I'm honoured man. Hopefully you're not regretting the decision?" Nile continued, gradually building up his length as he spoke. "Definitely not dude. Tom told us you two had fooled around a bit...gave you a very good review." Jack replied. "Ha! Really?! Love it." Nile beamed with pride. "How does it feel so far?" Nile added. "Yeah, it's getting there mate." Jack nodded. "Ok lad, well tell me when, and I'll go a bit faster." Nile smiled. "Yeah, go for it mate." Only after Nile's offer to accelerate on his command had Jack realised the gymnast was holding himself back. The blonde bottom had noticed the way that Nile's body moved so smoothly and gently, two characteristics at odds with his normal cheeky personality and not one any horny lad would only keep to the bedroom. Nile's cock moved a little faster, but the adjustment was barely noticeable. It felt to Jack as though rather than speed, Nile first wanted to build on his length and the gymnast was right to do so. Nile's nice, long cock began to feel very pleasing as the bare skin of his shaft pushed its way into the bare skin of Jack's tight hole, the girth thickening as he the base got closer to Jack's ring with each swing. Nile had remembered the first time Tom fucked him, the way the sweet diver had done exactly the same, getting himself nicely established within Nile's virgin hole then gradually encouraged Nile's body to comply by adding small increments of extra cock until they were comfortably crotch to arse. "Oh yeah." Jack breathed softly as Nile's crotch delivered a light kiss to his peachy arse cheeks. The strokes came a little faster with each passing second. Nile maintained a nice smooth delivery but using at least 5 inches of length with every thrust, the gymnast used the soothing feel of a smooth shaft to build up Jack's tolerance. The top looked down on his cock as it slid between the huge patties that were Jack's muscular arse cheeks. Nile was always one to comment on his own paleness but today the pale-o-meter was closely matched between the two milky Yorkshire lads. It was the thick meaty masses of Jack's chunky arse cheeks versus Nile's bulging pelvis that looked so good as the top mashed them together to another chorus of happy moans from the sexy diver. A satisfied smile crept across Jack's face as the gentle pinging of Nile's crotch against his crotch became audible. If penetration was the first milestone and comfort was the second milestone, the third was definitely distinct audio. Now Jack could really tell his friends he had been fucked and that he'd enjoyed it. The pain had disappeared and now each time Nile stabbed his cock deep into his belly, Jack could feel his own nuts beginning to bulge, begging Nile to do it again and again. The vice grip of Jack's virgin hole had eased but Nile was still enjoying the insides of the hunky bottom. The top could feel his nuts submitting to Jack's sexy aura, returning to the bottom's firm cheeks at an increasingly rapid rate while they churned his creamy jizz. Hitching his right leg up for a little more control, Nile stroked faster still filling Jack with the bare hard cock this straight boy needed. Ever since he assumed the position as the top, Nile had been wary of Jack's tenderness as a virgin bottom but there was no longer any need for him to worry and Jack confirmed it with a gasp of pleasure. "Fuck yeah that's so good." Jack moaned. "Haha, yeah boy, you like that, you like my hard dick?" Nile grinned, continuing to thrust deep into Jack's soul. "Yerrr, I fucking love it!" Jack purred. Nile was in his element using Jack's meaty as cheeks as a springboard to propel off as he fucked the diver nice and deep. The sound of his crotch pounding firmly down onto Jack's cheeks echoed around the room as the gymnast bounced back 6 inches just to pound Jack again. The sexy, straight bottom's tight chute sucking at his cock, drew Nile closer still to his finale. The gymnast couldn't resist Jack's addictive arse, pumping down into the muscular diver with increasing force. Each stroke of Nile's hard cock found that something Jack had been missing, an incredible tingle that gave the bottom goosebumps as he stroked himself harder and faster than ever before. "Oh shit! OH SHITTT!!! RIGHT THERE! RIGHT FUCKING THEREEEEE!!!!" Jack cried as Nile's bare cock ran across his g-spot one too many times and the virgin bottom felt his nuts explode with happiness. Jack's eyes were on the verge of exploding out of their sockets from the pressure of his orgasm. It really was the biggest orgasm Jack had ever experienced, the evidence of which had flown so far up ahead of him that large drops of his cum had splattered beyond the arm of the couch and onto the floor below. This feeling was becoming so addictive, forcing another aroused groan from Jack after Nile's hard cock stabbed deep into him sending another wave of cream out in front of him. "Boyo, you love it, you fucking love my dick!!!" Nile cried, rubbing the small of Jack's muscular back as he continued to feed the straight boy's hole with every inch of his 7-inch boner. "Ya bastard, ya fucking sexy bastard." Jack retorted, a hint of disgust in his voice. Nile grinned as he jabbed his cock deep into that virgin straight boy hole, he knew that tone, the first time Tom bred his hole he'd made that exact same noise because he fucking loved it. Unable to form any more words, the remainder of Jack's orgasm was vocalised by angry grunts. The bottom maintained his straight aura with his manliness, groaning hard and begging for more as Nile's cock continued to jab his insides. The emptying of Jack's balls accelerated with the rest of the contents flying out in front of him, soaking the arm of his couch in creamy white jizz. Still groaning shamelessly, Jack was in fine form. The pressure in his nuts was dropping but he still felt incredible. "So...fucking...good!" Jack exclaimed again as a thrust from Nile pushed another wad of cum out of him. "You close yet?" Jack asked after the last of his seed flew out of his head. "Yeah lad." Nile panted, still rocking freely within his hunky body. "Good, do it in me." Jack insisted. "Ok!" Nile chimed happily, accelerating hard before Jack could change his mind. Nile was a little lad (1.66m, 5'5"), and it was something he'd embraced many years earlier. In fact, there were times when his small stature was a blessing and as he began to bounce off Jack's firm arse cheeks, the gymnast figured that right now was another of those times. Using all of his cat-like athleticism, Nile sprang so far back with every thrust that their bodies separated everywhere except the tip of Nile's cock which remained locked just inside Jack's tight hole. With a few more powerful yet flamboyant thrusts Nile was on the edge and landing against Jack's firm cheeks, the gymnast felt the rush commence. "Jesus Christ!!!" Jack bellowed as he felt another lad's hot cum entering his body for the very first time. Nile had faltered as his balls erupted, overwhelmed by the sensation of his draining balls; the top could only pump his hips intermittently while his head glazed the inside of Jack's chute. Determinedly, Nile pushed himself back and forth again to a united chorus of happy groans from them both. Throughout their session, Jack had felt like the sweet, tight virgin he claimed to be and Nile celebrated the loss of Jack's anal virginity by loading his rectum full of thick, hot Yorkshire cum. Pushing himself back, Nile managed one more thrust to enjoy Jack's innocence for the last time as his cock squirted a few more drops of his cum deep into Jack's smooth, muscular stomach. The last wave of Nile's spunk unleashed itself in 3 mini spurts of cum and with a grunt, the gymnast collapsed down on top of Jack's sweaty, cum-filled body. Connected with Nile's hard cock still buried with Jack's devirginised hole, the pair breathed heavily and in unison. A cocoon of heat and stink surrounded the lads as the expended energy became the powerful aroma of two men perspiring their manly scent. Nile's cock softened slowly as they panted, sucking in the air to aid their recoveries. The voice inside Jack telling him to push Nile off him was silent. The gymnast's softening cock still stretched him, but the pain was easily bearable. The weight of Nile's body pressing Jack down completed the excellence of the experience. For the first time in his life, Jack had been someone's bitch, and his diving squad teammates were right, it felt bloody excellent. When Nile finally withdrew, the pair were united with their grunts of satisfaction. The top's soft cock popped free of Jack's hole and collapsing back to sit upright on the couch. Nile chuckled with pride. "Sounded like you had a good time there lad." Nile beamed proudly. "I really, really did." Jack beamed, with the faintest hint of surprise in his tone. "What's the plan then?" Nile asked with interest. "Chat with the Mrs, I think. See if she's up for strapping one on every once in a while." Jack replied. "It's alright lad, but it's not the same." Nile nodded appreciatively. "You think?" Jack asked innocently. "Definitely. You want a lad with a nice bit of meat on his dick to give you the business." Nile grinned. Jack didn't doubt the gymnast and with an understating smirk he patted Nile's forearm. "Obviously you've already peaked with me, but I'm sure your diving lads know what to do." Nile snorted. "Maybe I'll let you know." Jack smirked with a coy look on his face. The job was done, and Nile had completed his mission successfully. Jack was officially converted, satisfied with the results of his trial and rewarded with a belly full of Nile's cum. The experiment was set to continue, but how and when was another matter. 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Date: Mon, 4 Dec 2023 08:00:00 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Laugher of the Ice King
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Swimnasium 3: Laugher of the Ice King
"Duuuuuude." Nile Wilson beamed. "Brooooooo." Jack replied with a similarly
broad smile, welcoming the gymnast into his home. After two Olympics as
Team GB teammates the pair had grown close as two young Yorkshire lads
representing their country. Jack's sexual curiosity was something he'd been
aching to explore for a while now but for some reason the day he bottomed
he didn't want it to be one of his diving teammates. The champion diver put
it down to familiarity and although Nile was close, he didn't have to see
the cheeky gymnast for every training session after the deed if anything
went wrong.
The pair sat reclined on the couch watching episodes of Red Dwarf and
drinking beer, Nile in an all-black muscle-fit t-shirt and short ensemble,
Jack wearing a pair of white shorts and both wearing colour co-ordinated
trainer socks. It took the diver a couple of beers to relax and finally ask
the question he had been itching to know. "Nile, random question, what made
you shag Tom?" He asked. "I was horny, and he were begging for it." Nile
beamed. "Sound, erm, I'm proper nervous by the way." Jack blushed. "No way,
I wouldn't have guessed looking at you, you're practically ripping the
clothes off me." Nile teased. "Gimme a break man!" Jack begged. "Never,
you've got me all hard and horny, now you're getting all nervous on me,
only thing worse than when a lass gives you blue balls...is when a lad
gives you blue balls. Look at what you're doing to me!!!" Nile exclaimed,
revealing his bulge in his black shorts for Jack to see.
The ploy from Nile felt like a dark but necessary tactic, Jack was here to
do something his mind wasn't totally certain on and there were two ways to
approach it. Option 1, Nile could be all caring and understanding, gently
coaxing Jack towards something he would ultimately enjoy. Option 2, treat
Jack like a spoilt child who was just being selfish. The elite sportsman
inside Nile gambled on the tough love approach. "So, what's happening then,
am I dealing with this myself or am I gonna get a go on your nice dick
too?" Nile winked.
Jack moved closer to Nile, the stocky diver sliding into a position
alongside Nile's similarly impressive pale, muscular body. The boys began
to kiss led by Jack softly at first before the diver became more physical
and moved into a position where he was kissing down onto Nile's adorable
face. Nile felt Jack seizing control of their clinch and the gymnast was
more than happy to follow, his lips following Jack's firm guidance. Nile
however was first to begin feeling the other lad's ripped body, the
gymnast's hands resting on Jack's sides and slowly working their way up.
The diver reached down to the hem of Nile's tight, black T-shirt whilst
they kissed and began to pull it up. Nile had to lift his head a little
creating space for Jack to remove the gymnast's shirt completely. Throwing
it aside, Jack held Nile's face away from him for a second and scanned his
body. The gymnast had a little more beef to him, beautifully toned muscle
which his silky, smooth, tattoo decorated skin curved around
enticingly. Jack grinned happily imagining himself running his lips over
the gymnast's gorgeous body before he pulled Nile back down to resume
kissing.
Jack slid a hand under Nile's back, pulling the gymnast up towards
him. Nile followed the diver's touch, their smooth, bare skin gliding along
each other's bare skin while they sucked ravenously at each other's
faces. Both sporting studs could feel their hard 7-inch cocks only getting
harder, aching to be freed. "Hmmm." Nile moaned gently, Jack's wandering
fingers caressing a sensitive point just below the armpit. The response
from the gymnast's body was to grind up into Jack's crotch.
It was Jack's turn to let out an involuntary groan of happiness, triggered
by the feel of Nile's body grazing against his tent. Nile reached between
his legs and took hold of the lump pressing against his bum. The gymnast
slid his hand up Jack's shaft to the top of his white shorts and then
immediately back down under the waistband of Jack's boxers. The diver's
crotch felt smooth as Nile's fingers located Jack's hard cock closing
around it with a firm grip. The diver grunted a deep growl of happiness as
Nile began to jerk him, carefully along the top two-thirds of Jack's
7-inch, uncut cock. Jack lifted his hips and pushed his shorts and boxers
down to give Nile full access, allowing the diver's hard cock to pop free.
Jack looked the gymnast up and down once more; the blonde's thick legs were
smooth at the top of his thighs but as Jack followed Nile's legs down the
strawberry blonde hairs began to thicken. Reaching for the waistband of
Nile's black shorts, Jack waited for the gymnast to lift his hips then with
one firm tug he dragged down Nile's shorts and boxers allowing another
7-inch beauty to pop free and stand up hard, begging for attention. Taking
the tip of Nile's uncut mast, Jack pulled back the gymnast's beautiful
foreskin and revealed Nile's pink head, Jack beamed. As Jack started to
stroke, the gymnast cooed softly willing his blonde mate to continue
working his cock.
Within a few seconds Nile wanted more. "Suck me." He breathed gently. Jack
grinned to himself; proud he had the gymnast under his control. Defying
Nile's request however, the sexy blonde continued to jerk his throbbing
cock whilst moving his body into position above Nile's face. The cheeky
gymnast opened his piercing blue eyes to be faced with Jack's throbbing
mast, inches away from his juicy lips and begging to be sucked.
Without hesitation, Nile reached up with his neck and closing his lips
around Jack's head he sucked the blonde lad's irresistible uncut cock. It
was Jack's turn to groan as Nile's lips ran along his hard 7-inch shaft,
taking his sensitive foreskin back with him. The gymnast's tongue ran down
the back of Jack's throbbing shaft, caressing the bulging veins of Jack's
hard meat. Holding the base of Jack's cock with his fingers, Nile ran the
diver's head against the inner skin of his mouth making an obvious
impression as he did so. Jack's sound effects agreed with Nile's every
movement, telling the cheeky blonde just where to slide his tongue.
"Yeah, that's it." Jack hissed encouragingly. The skill with which Nile
pleasured his cock brought moan after groan from the horny diver. Feeling
powerful, Jack tensed his pecs and looked down at Nile to witness the boy
at work. The 27-year-old gazed beyond his smooth, muscular chest to Nile's
bobbing head and smiled. Nile had learnt all the most important rules of
giving great head and adding his fingers to the party, the gymnast gave
Jack everything he could. Jack could feel Nile's fingers carefully slide
under his smooth balls and stroke them gently. "Ahhh." Jack agreed, "right
there.
Sliding his fist to the base of Nile's cock, Jack decided it was time to
preoccupy his own mind for a while. Contorting his muscular body around so
that he could reach Nile's cock, the diver slipped his own lips over the
hood of the gymnast's uncut, 7-inch cock and sliding right down to the
bushy, copper pubes, Jack swallowed Nile's entire length. The 26-year-old
felt his cock become warm, wet and so hard as Jack began to flaunt his own
oral skills. The back of his tongue pressed against Nile's exposed head,
slathering the soft, sensitive skin with his warm saliva.
Both boys sucked and slurped, deepthroating each other's throbbing boners
effortlessly. The taste of Jack's cock drove the gymnast wild, placing his
fingers in the gap Jack's cock pierced between his lips, Nile slickened two
fingers, then reaching down into the gap between his legs, the cheeky
gymnast located his tight, fluffy hole. Pushing out his ring while forcing
his fingers the other way, Nile penetrated his ring and firmly slid two
fingers into his warm hole while continuing to suck Jack's hard meat.
Erotic emotions began to consume Nile, the touch of Jack's smooth, muscular
skin sent sparks throughout his own muscular body. Drinking Jack's cock
made him want more of the former Olympic champion and from the movements of
Jack's body, Nile could feel Jack wanted more of him too. Nile pushed his
arse back onto his fingers feeling his knuckles rumbling across his
sensitive ring. Nile wanted to groan and groan hard to explain how great he
felt at that very moment. Nile's groan vibrated through Jack's cock
bringing a smile from the horny 27-year-old and noticing that Nile was
poking his hole with his own fingers, Jack decided it was time to move to
the next step.
Spitting over his own fingers, Jack reached for Nile's ring which the
gymnast gave him access to after wriggling his fingers inside a couple of
seconds longer. Pushing his index and middle fingers into Nile's hot,
loosened cunt, Jack felt the narrow cave his cock was about to penetrate
and smiled. The slick insides of the gymnast were deliciously inviting,
tempting the diver to probe deeper. Jack wiggled his fingers deep within
Nile's tight cunt, finding the spot that made the gymnast squeal sending
more pleasurable vibrations through his throbbing boner. The diver squeezed
his knuckle tight against Nile's arse and used the cheeky gymnast like a
ventriloquist dummy, squeezing tighter to make Nile yelp on
command. Searching the pale, 26-year-old's belly Jack probed Nile, easing
him wider still for the Olympic Champion's hard, wet cock. The nasal chorus
of satisfaction was Jack's reference point, probing and swirling his
fingers inside the cheeky gymnast. In agreement with Jack's finger work,
Nile held the blonde diver's cock hard against his tonsils and waited until
Jack withdrew his fingers. "You gonna fuck me now Jacky?" Nile beamed
excitedly as he inhaled a long draught of oxygen which the diver responded
to with a wink.
Jack sprang up onto his knees on the couch and pulled at Nile's hip which
the gymnast adhered to, turning and climbing up on all fours with his
perfect round arse pointing straight back at the horny diver. Jack's 7-inch
shaft pointed out directly ahead of him and lining himself up with the
ridge between Nile's cheeks, the diver eased forward gently until his head
pressed against Nile's ring. A tactically placed bottle of lube was in
reach meaning Jack could pop the lid open and squeeze a generous helping
which he slathered along his thick, blue-veined shaft. The diver's fist
polished his boner until it sparkled then turning his attention to Nile's
crack, Jack added a thin coat across the gymnast's strawberry blonde hairs,
making sure he pushed his fingers right into the groove of Nile's crack
then tossing the bottle aside they were ready.
Nile could feel Jack's bare head pressing at his soft pinkness and showing
instant compliance, the bottom drew in a long hard breath and pushed out
his ring. "Ohhh." Both lads grunted in unison as they slowly became
united. Nile's hole worked with Jack as the top fed his hard shaft into the
sexy bottom and within a matter of seconds Jack was 5 inches deep into
Nile's firm body. Jack watched in awe of Nile's talent to take him without
protest, the straight lad was as laddish as a lad could be, if he was in
pain Jack would never know because Nile could take it, gritting his teeth
and focusing on the pleasure of bare skin inside bare skin, Nile's body
opened willing for Jack's throbbing cock allowing the pair to unite
seamlessly.
The young bottom's eyes glanced back to watch Jack as the former Olympic
champion penetrated him. Studying Jack's perfect sixpac and broad bulging
shoulders, arms and meaty pecs, Nile felt gratified that such a sexy lad
would want to fuck his horny arse. The feeling of a hard cock slowly
sliding deeper between the right walls of his young arse hole felt so
satisfying that below him, Nile's own cock pulsed repeatedly. Jack's cock
buried itself nicely within Nile until his gigantic pale thighs rested
against Nile's hamstrings and the top's smooth crotch gently pressed itself
up against Nile's fluffy ring.
Nile's bright blue eyes stared back at Jack adoringly while the diver's
dazzling sapphires shone back at Nile, comforting the bottom while Jack's
boner glided between his tight walls. The top's movements were slow at
first, easing himself back and forth within Nile's tight walls while the
bottom cooed softly, celebrating every stroke. Nile felt incredible inside,
his straight boy hole didn't have any mileage on it until he Team GB divers
got to him and even since then, taking a cock every few months kept his
copper cunt as tight as they come.
Jack beamed down at Nile with a broad smile, studying the bottom's smooth,
muscular as he did so. The bottom returned a cute smile containing a pair
of dimples in his cheeks and a nice smooth neckline leading out to the
broad shoulders. Nile's skin was similarly pale in complexion like Jack's
but unlike the diver, Nile had become shamelessly addicted to
tattoos. Starting on the left pec Jack couldn't see the intricate design
from behind which then led down the gymnast's strong left arm to run
parallel to a written tattoo along his ribs. From behind though, Jack
looked down upon Nile's Olympic rings, tattooed between the gymnast's
shoulder blades which tensed each time the top leaned forward into his sexy
hole. The bottom's torso looked good enough to eat, his nice abs tensed
hard as they prepared for the impact of another thrust of Jack's beefy
body. The top watched his cock slicing its way between Nile's fluffy legs
into that amazingly tight arse, the pink ring gliding along his shaft while
the thick legs looked so nice and muscular (with another tattoo decorating
his right one), perfect for gripping firmly to thrust into his doughy
cheeks.
The volume increased as Jack slipped into his natural rhythm, firmly
crashing his crotch into Nile's cheeks with every shot. Jack's blue eyes
twinkled as he rocked, the sparkle telling Nile that the top was enjoying
this just as much as he was. The bottom could see Jack lowering as he
fucked Nile, bringing his lips closer until the bottom stretched back
allowing them to brush together tenderly and finally locked lips with an
intense kiss.
Now that their lips were reunited, Jack's chest pressed against Nile's
broad back forcing his muscular body against the well-toned bottom. Nile
closed a hand around Jack's bicep and felt the top's power as his bare cock
slid into Nile's tight belly. The tightness of their clinch left no space
between the muscular studs. Jack rolled along Nile's frame, gliding up and
down calmly to pleasure them both. The feeling of bare sex between friends
felt so natural for a pair of sports which left so little to the
imagination. Jack didn't feel a need to be rushed, the Yorkshire lad just
wanted to enjoy the moment to its highest, delighting in the tight hole
sliding around his hard, bare cock. The blonde lad's smooth crotch moved
with a manly dominance, sliding his hard cock into Nile's delicious hole
with continuous slaps to assert his will upon the moreish bottom's
body. "Fuck yeah." Nile breathed, marvelling at the feel of Jack's blonde
meat filling his warm body. The bareness of the top's throbbing cock made
Nile's sensitive insides tingle with extreme pleasure. Each thrust felt
like a jolt of pleasure through every one of Nile's bulging muscles. Jack's
cock travelled the length of Nile's tight insides, their bare skin sliding
arousingly, membrane to membrane; it all felt so good.
Every time Jack threw his pelvis forward, pinning his hard cock up inside
Nile's copper hole the top's chunky thighs slapped against Nile's peachy
arse cheeks. Not that Jack needed help to seem like the manly little stud
that he was, but it was the weight of his muscular thighs thudding against
Nile that made the bottom groan for more, begging the diver to follow each
shot with yet another filling both of their powerful bodies with pure
erotic passion. The way Jack hammered away he was a top, well a straight
boy who knew how to give it and give it good, but Nile had always liked the
look of Jack's butt and today he was determined to have a piece of it like
he had been promised. "I think we should flip." Nile grinned with his
irresistible yet cheeky smile.
Nile had expected a little protest from Jack as Tom, Chris and Matty had
all agreed that Jack turned them down before but holding Nile close, the
top pulled out to the ring, slid himself back in just to feel Nile's warm
insides grip his shaft one more time then withdrew his hard cock with one
slow consistent movement. Next, Nile straightened himself up then shuffled
around while Jack watched on. The gymnast moved himself in behind the
smooth diver and then placing a hand on Jack's upper back he guided the
Olympic champion down onto his hands and knees. Nile's cock throbbed at the
sensational image of Jack's muscular buttocks staring back at him. The deep
groove between Jack's arse cheeks had to be one of the most inviting places
on Earth and lowering himself down, the gymnast licked his lips as his face
approached the beautiful void.
Jack didn't know why but he was feeling adventurous today. So many of the
Team GB divers had tried to fuck him before, his gold medal partnering
teammate Chris Mears even got a finger inside his hole one time, but no one
had managed to get any further than that. Now though, Nile was behind him,
using his strong palms to push apart Jack's arse cheeks and spit a few
times across his immaculate hole. The warm phlegm splattered across Jack's
smooth entrance, lined with a slight discolouration where the texture of
the skin changed to become somewhat rubbery.
Nile pressed his face into the gap and instantly felt as though he'd had
won the lottery. Jack's meaty arse cheeks were rigidly firm around his own
cheeks as he rolled his tongue from the base of the Olympic champion's hole
up along his smooth runway and out with a flick. "Hmmmm." Jack purred up
front, appreciating the careful attention Nile paid to his perfectly
sculpted body. Nile rested his nose on the ridge of Jack's tailbone and
went to work, flashing and flitting his tongue around inside the Olympic
champion to irrigate his inviting hole. Giving his compliance, Nile could
feel Jack pushing his ring out onto his tongue, allowing the slippery
muscle to slide in between the gorgeous lips of the diver's tight
hole. [Wonder if I can convince the Mrs to do this.] Jack thought to
himself mischievously as his cock throbbed excitedly. The wet sensation of
Nile's tongue slickening his ring sent shivers through the diver's beefy
frame.
Nile clearly knew what he was doing, using his tongue to poke and prod
tantalisingly before penetrating and sliding in until his face pressed
against Jack's cheeks. Better yet, the gymnast clearly wasn't shy when it
came to rimming. Stretching his tongue as far as it could reach, Nile
licked Jack's hole up and down, tasting every inch of the Olympic champion
that he could reach. Jack found himself pushing his ring backwards in an
attempt to open it as wide as possible for Nile to resume his excellent
work.
With each passing second Nile can tell he was making progress. Jack felt
increasingly softer, increasingly looser, allowing Nile's tongue to do
whatever he wanted, and he wanted to tilt it to the left and push it all
the way inside. The sexy diver's ring allowed Nile full access affording
the gymnast the opportunity to wriggle his tongue within Jack's cavity,
lapping up any sweat Jack had produced when he'd fucked Nile moments
earlier. Next Nile half withdrew but with his tongue still inside Jack's
ring he flicked his attention to the right. "Oh yeah." Jack sighed, feeling
the snap of Nile's tongue fighting the resistance of his hole and moving
over to the opposite side of his hole. The 26-year-old did the exact same
as before, sliding up and down Jack's hole then pressing his cheeks as
tight up against the blonde's milky globes as he possibly could, Nile
tongued away at Jack's delicious opening.
After a minute of loud lapping there was an audible sigh of regret as
Nile's tongue pulled out of Jack's hole and the gymnast's fingers released
Jack's cheeks momentarily, allowing them to relax while he prepared
himself. The Olympic champion waited patiently as Nile applied some lude to
his hard shaft then a little to Jack's virgin hole. Spreading Jack's chunky
legs just enough to fit him between them, Nile moved into position behind
the dashing diver and placed his hard shaft between the groove in Jack's
meaty arse cheeks. Nile watched on, feeling the sense of power growing
inside him as he ran his shaft along the inside of Jack's moist, sexy
crack. "Give yourself a tug if it starts to get painful yeah." Nile
whispered, leaning forward for a moment. Jack nodded obediently, listening
to the advice of someone who had been in position before. Sliding his hard
pipe along Jack's crack a couple more times, Nile took in the view before
taking hold of his shaft a third of the way up and spreading Jack's firm
cheeks with the other hand.
Nile's wet tip found Jack's ring with relative ease and holding himself
steady the gymnast gave Jack further instructions. "Concentrate on your
breathing, push out slowly and back up gradually mate." Jack clenched his
teeth a little and followed his instructions exactly. At first nothing
happened and then, as the pressure on his ring reached the right level,
Jack felt his hole beginning to open. "Ohhh." He winced, a mixture of pain
and shock at the power of the feelings his body was suddenly
experiencing. The top remained patient, gently guiding his cock forward at
a snail's pace while the original protest from Jack's body turned into
calming acceptance that his anal virginity had officially been taken. "Keep
breathing lad, keeping breathing." Nile repeatedly gently. The constant
reminder was just what Jack needed to take his mind off the pain, listening
to the words diverted the bottom's attention for a brief second causing
himself to relax unwittingly and allow Nile to edge further still inside
him.
The horny boy inside Nile couldn't resist anymore, Jack's hole felt too
snug and sexy. Holding his cock halfway down the remainder of his shaft the
gymnastic pulled back an inch and carefully fed himself in. "Ooooh, fuck."
Jack whined, half complaining, half enjoying the tingle Nile had begun to
generate. A large part of Nile felt sorry for Jack, concerned the bottom
was in too much pain, but the gymnast was feeling too horny to allow that
to stop him. The only thing that could stop Nile now were the words "Nile
stop!" actually coming from Jack's mouth. Heavier breathing, deeper
groaning and a little teeth clenching were Jack's coping mechanisms and
they seemed to work as the gymnast's crotch glanced against Jack's meaty
arse cheeks.
Now that he was all the way in, Nile decided this was a good time to
pause. There was still probably another half inch of depth he would gain
from thrusting but that was nothing, the hard part was officially
over. "How you doing pal?" Nile asked sweetly. "I feel like I never want to
take a shit again!" Jack smirked; his face red from the straining. "After
I'm done with you, it'll be a lot easier to do that mate." Nile chuckled
while stroking Jack's sides. Jack grinned too, he knew full well he was
setting Nile up for that joke but anything to lighten the mood was helpful
for the bottom who could feel his muscles relaxing, the tension alleviating
as they laughed away.
"How come you picked me to try this with first?" Nile asked, offering Jack
a distraction as he pulled his cock back an inch then returned it forward
again slowly and gently. "Dunno to be honest, I see you less often than the
others I guess...so it won't be as weird if something goes wrong." Jack
explained, pausing as the pain of re-entry felt a little sharper than he'd
hoped. "I'm honoured man. Hopefully you're not regretting the decision?"
Nile continued, gradually building up his length as he spoke. "Definitely
not dude. Tom told us you two had fooled around a bit...gave you a very
good review." Jack replied. "Ha! Really?! Love it." Nile beamed with
pride. "How does it feel so far?" Nile added. "Yeah, it's getting there
mate." Jack nodded. "Ok lad, well tell me when, and I'll go a bit faster."
Nile smiled. "Yeah, go for it mate."
Only after Nile's offer to accelerate on his command had Jack realised the
gymnast was holding himself back. The blonde bottom had noticed the way
that Nile's body moved so smoothly and gently, two characteristics at odds
with his normal cheeky personality and not one any horny lad would only
keep to the bedroom. Nile's cock moved a little faster, but the adjustment
was barely noticeable. It felt to Jack as though rather than speed, Nile
first wanted to build on his length and the gymnast was right to do
so. Nile's nice, long cock began to feel very pleasing as the bare skin of
his shaft pushed its way into the bare skin of Jack's tight hole, the girth
thickening as he the base got closer to Jack's ring with each swing. Nile
had remembered the first time Tom fucked him, the way the sweet diver had
done exactly the same, getting himself nicely established within Nile's
virgin hole then gradually encouraged Nile's body to comply by adding small
increments of extra cock until they were comfortably crotch to arse.
"Oh yeah." Jack breathed softly as Nile's crotch delivered a light kiss to
his peachy arse cheeks. The strokes came a little faster with each passing
second. Nile maintained a nice smooth delivery but using at least 5 inches
of length with every thrust, the gymnast used the soothing feel of a smooth
shaft to build up Jack's tolerance. The top looked down on his cock as it
slid between the huge patties that were Jack's muscular arse cheeks. Nile
was always one to comment on his own paleness but today the pale-o-meter
was closely matched between the two milky Yorkshire lads. It was the thick
meaty masses of Jack's chunky arse cheeks versus Nile's bulging pelvis that
looked so good as the top mashed them together to another chorus of happy
moans from the sexy diver.
A satisfied smile crept across Jack's face as the gentle pinging of Nile's
crotch against his crotch became audible. If penetration was the first
milestone and comfort was the second milestone, the third was definitely
distinct audio. Now Jack could really tell his friends he had been fucked
and that he'd enjoyed it. The pain had disappeared and now each time Nile
stabbed his cock deep into his belly, Jack could feel his own nuts
beginning to bulge, begging Nile to do it again and again.
The vice grip of Jack's virgin hole had eased but Nile was still enjoying
the insides of the hunky bottom. The top could feel his nuts submitting to
Jack's sexy aura, returning to the bottom's firm cheeks at an increasingly
rapid rate while they churned his creamy jizz. Hitching his right leg up
for a little more control, Nile stroked faster still filling Jack with the
bare hard cock this straight boy needed. Ever since he assumed the position
as the top, Nile had been wary of Jack's tenderness as a virgin bottom but
there was no longer any need for him to worry and Jack confirmed it with a
gasp of pleasure. "Fuck yeah that's so good." Jack moaned. "Haha, yeah boy,
you like that, you like my hard dick?" Nile grinned, continuing to thrust
deep into Jack's soul. "Yerrr, I fucking love it!" Jack purred.
Nile was in his element using Jack's meaty as cheeks as a springboard to
propel off as he fucked the diver nice and deep. The sound of his crotch
pounding firmly down onto Jack's cheeks echoed around the room as the
gymnast bounced back 6 inches just to pound Jack again. The sexy, straight
bottom's tight chute sucking at his cock, drew Nile closer still to his
finale. The gymnast couldn't resist Jack's addictive arse, pumping down
into the muscular diver with increasing force.
Each stroke of Nile's hard cock found that something Jack had been missing,
an incredible tingle that gave the bottom goosebumps as he stroked himself
harder and faster than ever before. "Oh shit! OH SHITTT!!! RIGHT THERE!
RIGHT FUCKING THEREEEEE!!!!" Jack cried as Nile's bare cock ran across his
g-spot one too many times and the virgin bottom felt his nuts explode with
happiness.
Jack's eyes were on the verge of exploding out of their sockets from the
pressure of his orgasm. It really was the biggest orgasm Jack had ever
experienced, the evidence of which had flown so far up ahead of him that
large drops of his cum had splattered beyond the arm of the couch and onto
the floor below. This feeling was becoming so addictive, forcing another
aroused groan from Jack after Nile's hard cock stabbed deep into him
sending another wave of cream out in front of him. "Boyo, you love it, you
fucking love my dick!!!" Nile cried, rubbing the small of Jack's muscular
back as he continued to feed the straight boy's hole with every inch of his
7-inch boner. "Ya bastard, ya fucking sexy bastard." Jack retorted, a hint
of disgust in his voice. Nile grinned as he jabbed his cock deep into that
virgin straight boy hole, he knew that tone, the first time Tom bred his
hole he'd made that exact same noise because he fucking loved it.
Unable to form any more words, the remainder of Jack's orgasm was vocalised
by angry grunts. The bottom maintained his straight aura with his
manliness, groaning hard and begging for more as Nile's cock continued to
jab his insides. The emptying of Jack's balls accelerated with the rest of
the contents flying out in front of him, soaking the arm of his couch in
creamy white jizz. Still groaning shamelessly, Jack was in fine form. The
pressure in his nuts was dropping but he still felt
incredible. "So...fucking...good!" Jack exclaimed again as a thrust from
Nile pushed another wad of cum out of him.
"You close yet?" Jack asked after the last of his seed flew out of his
head. "Yeah lad." Nile panted, still rocking freely within his hunky
body. "Good, do it in me." Jack insisted. "Ok!" Nile chimed happily,
accelerating hard before Jack could change his mind.
Nile was a little lad (1.66m, 5'5"), and it was something he'd embraced
many years earlier. In fact, there were times when his small stature was a
blessing and as he began to bounce off Jack's firm arse cheeks, the gymnast
figured that right now was another of those times. Using all of his
cat-like athleticism, Nile sprang so far back with every thrust that their
bodies separated everywhere except the tip of Nile's cock which remained
locked just inside Jack's tight hole. With a few more powerful yet
flamboyant thrusts Nile was on the edge and landing against Jack's firm
cheeks, the gymnast felt the rush commence.
"Jesus Christ!!!" Jack bellowed as he felt another lad's hot cum entering
his body for the very first time. Nile had faltered as his balls erupted,
overwhelmed by the sensation of his draining balls; the top could only pump
his hips intermittently while his head glazed the inside of Jack's
chute. Determinedly, Nile pushed himself back and forth again to a united
chorus of happy groans from them both.
Throughout their session, Jack had felt like the sweet, tight virgin he
claimed to be and Nile celebrated the loss of Jack's anal virginity by
loading his rectum full of thick, hot Yorkshire cum. Pushing himself back,
Nile managed one more thrust to enjoy Jack's innocence for the last time as
his cock squirted a few more drops of his cum deep into Jack's smooth,
muscular stomach. The last wave of Nile's spunk unleashed itself in 3 mini
spurts of cum and with a grunt, the gymnast collapsed down on top of Jack's
sweaty, cum-filled body.
Connected with Nile's hard cock still buried with Jack's devirginised hole,
the pair breathed heavily and in unison. A cocoon of heat and stink
surrounded the lads as the expended energy became the powerful aroma of two
men perspiring their manly scent. Nile's cock softened slowly as they
panted, sucking in the air to aid their recoveries. The voice inside Jack
telling him to push Nile off him was silent. The gymnast's softening cock
still stretched him, but the pain was easily bearable. The weight of Nile's
body pressing Jack down completed the excellence of the experience. For the
first time in his life, Jack had been someone's bitch, and his diving squad
teammates were right, it felt bloody excellent.
When Nile finally withdrew, the pair were united with their grunts of
satisfaction. The top's soft cock popped free of Jack's hole and collapsing
back to sit upright on the couch. Nile chuckled with pride. "Sounded like
you had a good time there lad." Nile beamed proudly. "I really, really
did." Jack beamed, with the faintest hint of surprise in his tone. "What's
the plan then?" Nile asked with interest. "Chat with the Mrs, I think. See
if she's up for strapping one on every once in a while." Jack
replied. "It's alright lad, but it's not the same." Nile nodded
appreciatively. "You think?" Jack asked innocently. "Definitely. You want a
lad with a nice bit of meat on his dick to give you the business." Nile
grinned. Jack didn't doubt the gymnast and with an understating smirk he
patted Nile's forearm. "Obviously you've already peaked with me, but I'm
sure your diving lads know what to do." Nile snorted. "Maybe I'll let you
know." Jack smirked with a coy look on his face.
The job was done, and Nile had completed his mission successfully. Jack was
officially converted, satisfied with the results of his trial and rewarded
with a belly full of Nile's cum. The experiment was set to continue, but
how and when was another matter. Jack wanted to give the Mrs. a chance but
maybe Nile was right, maybe it was a job for the lads!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/stopped-over | Date: Sun, 3 Dec 2023 22:17:54 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Stopped Over This is a fanfiction story with the characters Alex Kiriakis (Robert Scott Wilson) and Harris Michaels (Steve Burton). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Alex is driving with his car, speeding fast through the streets of Salem when a police car appears and lets him pull over just a little out of town. The cop walks over to Alex and Harris Michaels appears to be the one who made him pull over. "Can you please come out of the car sir." Harris requests. Alex does what's told and steps out of his car. He waits until Harris checks his papers. When all the papers are checked Harris gives them back, but what he wants surprises Alex. "Can you come over to the front of the car please." Alex finds it odd, but walks to the front of the car where Harris suddenly pushes him on the hood of the car. "What the hell man?" Alex says surprised, laying with his back on the hood and Harris eyeing him down. Alex suddenly sees lust on Harris' face and Harris starts to undo Alex his pants. "Woah, stop man!" Alex says but doesn't do much to stop Harris. The excitement somehow takes over from Alex while the hot muscle cop takes his dick out and suddenly starts to suck on it. "Oh my god, that feels so amazing!" Alex says while he lifts his head to see the hunky cop going up and down on his dick. Harris' warm mouth feels so good on Alex's dick. Just what he needed after the day he had. While Alex moans and enjoys Harris' mouth on his dick, the hunky cop reaches his hands over Alex's clothes upper body. Harris stops sucking Alex, which made Alex lift his head to see why Harris just stopped. Harris grabs hold of his shirt and rips it open to reveal Alex's masculine body. Harris rubs his hands over the young hunk's masculine body, feeling those abs and perfect round pecs. Alex feels his heart racing from excitement. Harris stops and steps back to remove his upper clothes and reveals his perfect muscle body to the young hunk. His big pecs and rock hard abs flex while he removes his pants. Resting on his elbows, Alex watches the hunky cop getting naked. His dick now is so hard it jumps from excitement. Harris sees the young hunk's dick pulsing from excitement. He grins and when naked he climbs on top of the hunk that lays on the hood and feeds him his dick to suck. Alex's throat gets attacked by the muscle cop and he learns to not gag on it. Harris enjoys Alex's warm mouth on his dick while he bucks his hips up and down, fucking that mouth of that young hunk. Alex's throat keeps being attacked by Harris' big meat, thrusting deep in that throat, making Harris become rock hard. Luckily for Alex, they are parked off the road more to the forest and no one hardly passes by the road around that time. Harris climbs off of Alex and gets the hunk from the hood to undress him. Alex is frozen for the moment to let the muscle cop undress him and then he gets turned around to bend over the hood. Shivers run over Alex's spine while he feels the cop spreading his cheeks apart to reveal his pink hole. Harris licks his lips and spits at that pink pucker, repeating the spitting several times until Harris starts to attack that rosebutt with his tongue. A loud moan escaped Alex's mouth when he felt the first moment of that tongue at his hole. Pleasure shoots through the man and he starts to grab on to his dick to start stroking it. Harris notices Alex starts to stroke his dick and stops. He grabs Alex's hand that he was using to stroke himself. "Keep those hands on the hood." Harris informs and slams it on the hood to keep it there. "Hand where I can see them." Harris gets back at Alex's ass to eat out while Alex struggles to not stroke himself. The excitement makes Alex's dick jump from joy on the hood. Alex looks down seeing his dick pulse, going up and down on the hood. After a little while, Harris stops and gets close behind Alex to get his dick between the hunk's crack. The cop gets close to Alex's ear. "Can't wait to have my dick up that tight ass or yours." He teases. Alex feels that big dick between his crack going up and down. Making the anticipation to get fucked getting more intense for him. Harris has his hands on Alex's shoulders while he keeps teasing his dick against Alex's rosebutt before he lines it up and shoves it with a deep thrust half way inside Alex. Alex screams loudly feeling the sudden surprise attack of that big dick coming inside him. "Fuck yeah! Such a sweet ass to fuck and there is more coming for you." Harris says and thrusts the other half of his dick inside Alex. Alex falls down on the hood by that last thrust. Having now that big copper cock lodged deep inside his ass. Harris lifts Alex from the hood to hang over the hood, placing Alex his hands on there when he grabs Alex's hips and starts to fuck the young hunk. Alex cries out at first, feeling the intense pain at his ass being attacked for the first time. While Harris continues the thrusting inside that ass, Alex tries his best to handle it as well as possible. After a while, he even starts to feel the pleasure of it when Harris his dick brushes inside Alex against his prostate. "OH FUUUUCK!" Alex shouts out. "What was that?" He questions out loud. "That my boy is your prostate and you're going to enjoy it so much!" Harris explains. Alex can't believe he's really starting to enjoy this. He never thought he would enjoy being fucked by a man. But here he is, taking it up his ass by this masculine cop having him hang over a hood in the cold at the border of a forest. While Harris keeps fucking Alex intensely, Alex keeps moaning loudly. The cold is not felt anymore by Alex while he keeps that professional pounding from the muscle cop that keeps him all hot and horny. Harris reaches his hands out to feel Alex his masculine body, rubbing them over the hunk his hard abs and then reaches to those firm round pecs to squeeze them. It turns Alex on to have someone feeling him up while fucking him. Harris stops and takes his dick out to turn Alex around and lays the hunk on the hood. Alex's legs are pulled up by Harris and the muscle cop puts his dick in one quick thrust back inside to continue to fuck the young muscle hunk. Alex is so turned on that he grabs hold of his dick and starts to beat it with his fist. Harris starts to take his dick out of Alex and rams it back in, making Alex's ass adjust to being fucked. Pleasure runs through the young muscle hunk's body while having his ass being fucked hard. Alex keeps stroking his dick while he gets fucked. He looks at Harris and they share a stare down. Seeing the muscle cop having a lot of pleasure by fucking his ass. It doesn't take long until Alex his dick spews 6 spurts of white cum, landing on Alex's abs. "FUUUUCK!!" Alex shouts out. Harris continues fucking Alex. Deep hard thrusts inside that ass until Harris can't hold it any longer and tenses up when he shoots his load inside Alex's boils. "YEAAAHH!" Harris shouts and drops on top of Alex. An uncomfortable situation for both who never really had any gay sex before. Harris catches his breath and then climbs off of Alex. Alex sits up and watches the muscle cop getting dressed. Harris looks at Alex. "What are you waiting for? Get dressed and leave before I really give you a ticket." Alex realizes Harris gives him a chance to get out of the situation now that he fucked him. Partly Alex feels used but this felt good. He grabs his clothes from the ground and starts getting dressed. Harris, who got dressed, walks over to Alex and grabs hold of Alex's butt. "That's a great ass to fuck man, I hope I can catch you again someday." He says winking at the muscle hunk and then walks to his car. Something inside Alex does feel like he can't wait to do it again. Harris drives off and Alex gets back in his car. feeling some soreness at his ass he drives off. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive stay for free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 3 Dec 2023 22:17:54 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Stopped Over
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Alex Kiriakis (Robert Scott
Wilson) and Harris Michaels (Steve Burton).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
*********************************
Alex is driving with his car, speeding fast through the streets of Salem
when a police car appears and lets him pull over just a little out of town.
The cop walks over to Alex and Harris Michaels appears to be the one who
made him pull over.
"Can you please come out of the car sir." Harris requests.
Alex does what's told and steps out of his car. He waits until Harris
checks his papers. When all the papers are checked Harris gives them back,
but what he wants surprises Alex.
"Can you come over to the front of the car please."
Alex finds it odd, but walks to the front of the car where Harris suddenly
pushes him on the hood of the car.
"What the hell man?" Alex says surprised, laying with his back on the hood
and Harris eyeing him down. Alex suddenly sees lust on Harris' face and
Harris starts to undo Alex his pants.
"Woah, stop man!" Alex says but doesn't do much to stop Harris.
The excitement somehow takes over from Alex while the hot muscle cop takes
his dick out and suddenly starts to suck on it.
"Oh my god, that feels so amazing!" Alex says while he lifts his head to
see the hunky cop going up and down on his dick.
Harris' warm mouth feels so good on Alex's dick. Just what he needed after
the day he had.
While Alex moans and enjoys Harris' mouth on his dick, the hunky cop
reaches his hands over Alex's clothes upper body. Harris stops sucking
Alex, which made Alex lift his head to see why Harris just stopped. Harris
grabs hold of his shirt and rips it open to reveal Alex's masculine
body. Harris rubs his hands over the young hunk's masculine body, feeling
those abs and perfect round pecs. Alex feels his heart racing from
excitement.
Harris stops and steps back to remove his upper clothes and reveals his
perfect muscle body to the young hunk. His big pecs and rock hard abs flex
while he removes his pants.
Resting on his elbows, Alex watches the hunky cop getting naked. His dick
now is so hard it jumps from excitement.
Harris sees the young hunk's dick pulsing from excitement. He grins and
when naked he climbs on top of the hunk that lays on the hood and feeds him
his dick to suck. Alex's throat gets attacked by the muscle cop and he
learns to not gag on it. Harris enjoys Alex's warm mouth on his dick while
he bucks his hips up and down, fucking that mouth of that young hunk.
Alex's throat keeps being attacked by Harris' big meat, thrusting deep in
that throat, making Harris become rock hard.
Luckily for Alex, they are parked off the road more to the forest and no
one hardly passes by the road around that time.
Harris climbs off of Alex and gets the hunk from the hood to undress him.
Alex is frozen for the moment to let the muscle cop undress him and then he
gets turned around to bend over the hood. Shivers run over Alex's spine
while he feels the cop spreading his cheeks apart to reveal his pink
hole. Harris licks his lips and spits at that pink pucker, repeating the
spitting several times until Harris starts to attack that rosebutt with his
tongue.
A loud moan escaped Alex's mouth when he felt the first moment of that
tongue at his hole. Pleasure shoots through the man and he starts to grab
on to his dick to start stroking it. Harris notices Alex starts to stroke
his dick and stops. He grabs Alex's hand that he was using to stroke
himself.
"Keep those hands on the hood." Harris informs and slams it on the hood to
keep it there. "Hand where I can see them."
Harris gets back at Alex's ass to eat out while Alex struggles to not
stroke himself. The excitement makes Alex's dick jump from joy on the
hood. Alex looks down seeing his dick pulse, going up and down on the hood.
After a little while, Harris stops and gets close behind Alex to get his
dick between the hunk's crack. The cop gets close to Alex's ear. "Can't
wait to have my dick up that tight ass or yours." He teases.
Alex feels that big dick between his crack going up and down. Making the
anticipation to get fucked getting more intense for him. Harris has his
hands on Alex's shoulders while he keeps teasing his dick against Alex's
rosebutt before he lines it up and shoves it with a deep thrust half way
inside Alex.
Alex screams loudly feeling the sudden surprise attack of that big dick
coming inside him.
"Fuck yeah! Such a sweet ass to fuck and there is more coming for you."
Harris says and thrusts the other half of his dick inside Alex.
Alex falls down on the hood by that last thrust. Having now that big copper
cock lodged deep inside his ass.
Harris lifts Alex from the hood to hang over the hood, placing Alex his
hands on there when he grabs Alex's hips and starts to fuck the young hunk.
Alex cries out at first, feeling the intense pain at his ass being attacked
for the first time. While Harris continues the thrusting inside that ass,
Alex tries his best to handle it as well as possible. After a while, he
even starts to feel the pleasure of it when Harris his dick brushes inside
Alex against his prostate.
"OH FUUUUCK!" Alex shouts out.
"What was that?" He questions out loud. "That my boy is your prostate and
you're going to enjoy it so much!" Harris explains.
Alex can't believe he's really starting to enjoy this. He never thought he
would enjoy being fucked by a man. But here he is, taking it up his ass by
this masculine cop having him hang over a hood in the cold at the border of
a forest.
While Harris keeps fucking Alex intensely, Alex keeps moaning loudly. The
cold is not felt anymore by Alex while he keeps that professional pounding
from the muscle cop that keeps him all hot and horny.
Harris reaches his hands out to feel Alex his masculine body, rubbing them
over the hunk his hard abs and then reaches to those firm round pecs to
squeeze them. It turns Alex on to have someone feeling him up while fucking
him.
Harris stops and takes his dick out to turn Alex around and lays the hunk
on the hood. Alex's legs are pulled up by Harris and the muscle cop puts
his dick in one quick thrust back inside to continue to fuck the young
muscle hunk.
Alex is so turned on that he grabs hold of his dick and starts to beat it
with his fist. Harris starts to take his dick out of Alex and rams it back
in, making Alex's ass adjust to being fucked. Pleasure runs through the
young muscle hunk's body while having his ass being fucked hard.
Alex keeps stroking his dick while he gets fucked. He looks at Harris and
they share a stare down. Seeing the muscle cop having a lot of pleasure by
fucking his ass. It doesn't take long until Alex his dick spews 6 spurts of
white cum, landing on Alex's abs. "FUUUUCK!!" Alex shouts out.
Harris continues fucking Alex. Deep hard thrusts inside that ass until
Harris can't hold it any longer and tenses up when he shoots his load
inside Alex's boils. "YEAAAHH!" Harris shouts and drops on top of Alex.
An uncomfortable situation for both who never really had any gay sex
before.
Harris catches his breath and then climbs off of Alex.
Alex sits up and watches the muscle cop getting dressed.
Harris looks at Alex. "What are you waiting for? Get dressed and leave
before I really give you a ticket."
Alex realizes Harris gives him a chance to get out of the situation now
that he fucked him. Partly Alex feels used but this felt good. He grabs his
clothes from the ground and starts getting dressed.
Harris, who got dressed, walks over to Alex and grabs hold of Alex's
butt. "That's a great ass to fuck man, I hope I can catch you again
someday." He says winking at the muscle hunk and then walks to his car.
Something inside Alex does feel like he can't wait to do it again. Harris
drives off and Alex gets back in his car. feeling some soreness at his ass
he drives off.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-rookie-gets-revenge | Date: Sat, 2 Dec 2023 04:45:47 +0000 From: Charlie O Subject: The Rookie Gets Revenge Officer Marcus Lorenzo was in deep shit... AGAIN! He was the newest rookie police officer. He'd started two months ago. In those two months, he had locked himself in one of the cells twelve times! "Not again!" He said out loud. "Not again!" This was gonna be bad. What made it worse was that the only person that could possibly help him was his partner, Officer Quinton Jackson. Officer Quinton was at least thirty years older than he was. "He looks good as fuck for being in his fifties." Marcus had thought. He had the build of UFC fighter "Rampage" Jackson and he always shave his head like Evander Holyfield. I'm telling you, he looked hot! The only problem with the man was that he was a pervert. He was always smacking Marcus' ass whenever he walked by him. Or, grabbing Marcus' crotch when he could. To make matters worse, the last two times Marcus had locked himself in a cell, the only way to get free without anyone hearing about it was to let Quinton fuck him! "I guess it's time for another round." Marcus sighed. He grabbed his radio and said, Officer Quinton, this is Officer Jackson. Could you please meet me in the jail cell area?" "Again?" Officer quinton replied. "Yes, again." Marcus said, slightly annoyed. When he turned off the walkie talkie, he just shook his head. "I can't get mad at him, though." He thought. "This is my own damn fault." He sat down on the bench and waited to be rescued. It took about an hour, but Officer Quinton came down to the cells. In that time, Marcus had removed his boots and socks. Officer Quinton just licked his lips. "So, I see you finally recognize that, when you call for my help, there will always be a price." Officer Quinton said when he saw Marcus standing in his bare feet. Officer Quinton pulled out his cell phone and turned on camera. "Well, go on.... Finish what you started." Marcus looked at Quinton as he unbuttoned his uniform top. Underneath, he wore a white tank top. He flexed his arms, showing off those muscle arms. Quinton looked lustfully at the man. "Lord, he has no idea what he'd doing to me." Quinton thought to himself as he caressed the growing bulge in his pants. Then Marcus removed the tank top, which showed off his muscular chest. Quinton gasped softly as he took in the view. Marcus removed his utility belt then he suddenly turned his back on Quinton. Quinton licked his lips. He knew what was coming off next. He grinned and said, "My favorite part!" Marcus unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground. As per usual, all Marcus was wearing underneath were a pair of men's bikini briefs. "Now, take them joints off." Quinton said authoritatively. "Let me see that ass!" Marcus could tell by the sound of Quinton's voice that he was getting horny. Marcus just smiled as he bent over and slid his briefs down to the ground. "There's my prize!" Marcus wiggled his fat ass at Quinton. "Back that ass on over here." Quinton urged. Marcus backed up until his ass hit the bars of the jail cell. Quinton gently caressed Marcus' ass through the bars. "Now, put them hands behind your back through the bars." Marcus put his hands though the bars. Instantly, he heard the click of hand cuffs on his wrists. Now, Marcus was at Quinton's mercy. Quinton opened the cell door and slipped inside. "Oh, I'm gonna have fun with you!" He said as he roughly grabbed Marcus' face and spit in it. Marcus lunged at him, forgetting that he was handcuffed. "Uh hunh." Quinton said. "There will be none of that." Then he punched Marcus in the stomach. That punch took Marcus' breath away, making him drop down to one knee. Marcus stood up and said, "Is that all you got?" Quinton was about to punch Marcus again. Before Quinton could do anything, Marcus spit in his face. Quinton grabbed Marcus by the throat and said, "I could kill you right here, right now!" "That's kind of cowardly, seeing as I'm here all tied up." Marcus said. "Why don't you try that with me untied, coward!" "You think you can beat me?" Quinton asked. Marcus looked him dead in the eye and said, "I know I can." So, Quinton went behind him and uncuffed Marcus. Before Marcus could turn around, he hit him upside his head. Marcus fell to the floor and Quinton was on him in a flash. Marcus and Quinton struggled for what seemed like hours. Then, suddenly, Marcus was able to grab Quinton by his big balls. He gave the man's balls such a hard squeeze. Quinton howled in extreme pain. "Let me go!" Quinton hollered. "Let me go!" When Marcus did let go, Quinton took a swing at him. Marcus ducked before anything connected. When he saw an opening, Marcus reached in and... grabbed Quinton's hard nipples. "Stop that!" Quinton growled. "Fight like a man!" Then Marcus slammed his fist into Quinton's stomach, knocking the wind out of him. "Is that manly enough for you?" He asked sarcastically. Quinton lunged at him. Marcus stepped out of the way at the last minute. Quinton fell forward, losing his balance. As he fell forward, Marcus slapped him on the ass as he went by. "OWWW!" Quinton cried out, grabbing his ass cheek. He hit the ground rather hard. "FUCK!" Before Quinton could get up, Marcus jumped on top of him and grabbed the handcuffs that Quinton had dropped onto the floor. He quickly handcuffed Quinton to the cell bars. "What the fuck you doing, man?" Quinton asked angrily. "Get these mother fuckin' handcuffs off me!" He struggled trying to get loose. "I mean it!" Marcus bent down and slapped Quinton's bubble butt hard and said, "Shut the fuck up, negro! I'm in charge now!" He sat down on Quinton's muscular legs. "I said, get off me!" Quinton roared. "Yell all you want." Marcus said. "I'm not afraid of you!" He smacked Quinton upside his head again. He could tell quinton was really getting angry but, he didn't care. He was gonna get his pound of flesh... Or, piece of ass, as it were. Marcus patted Quinton on his ass. "Get off my ass!" Quinton barked. "Now, let's see what we can do about these clothes of yours." Marcus said calmly. "You'd better not!" Quinton warned. "Or what?" Marcus asked. Then Quinton started pulling at the handcuffs again. As he tried to get loose, Marcus noticed a pocketknife in Quinton's utility belt. "I'll take that!" Marcus pulled the pocketknife from Quinton's belt. "You'd better not cut me with that." Quinton threatened. "Do you mind not threatening me right now?" Marcus asked menacingly. "Before I decide to cut off your dick and balls!" Quinton kept still and stayed quiet as Marcus began to cut off his police uniform. "I knew you wouldn't want your precious dick and balls cut off." Marcus said as he cut away Quinton's uniform top. Marcus' eyes bugged out as he looked over Quinton's back and arm muscles. "This man must go to the gym religiously." Marcus thought. "He has muscles on top of muscles!" "I wonder what's down below?" Marcus wondered out loud. "You won't find out." Quinton said. "Why the fuck not?" Marcus asked. "My zipper and button are in the front." Quinton said. "And you can't reach my front!" Then he childishly stuck his tongue out at Marcus. Marcus just rolled his eyes and said, "Then we'll just have to do this the hard way." He cut open Quinton's slacks from the back and, with all his strength, ripped Quinton's pants off his body! Marcus cracked up, suddenly. Quinton groaned loudly. Quinton was wearing a pair of pink, lacy, women's underwear! "This is priceless!" He hollered with laughter. "Big, bad Quinton Jackson likes to wear women's underwear!" "Shhh!" Quinton said. "Not so loud!" Marcus slapped Quinton's ass hard and said, "I can be as loud as I want!" Then he fixed Quinton's underwear, so it went up the crack of his ass. "Well, damn, Quinton. Don't you look pretty!" Then he gave Quinton's fat ass cheeks a squeeze. Suddenly, Marcus heard something he never thought he'd hear he heard Quinton moan softly. "Did I just hear you moan?" He asked. "I didn't moan!" Quinton lied. "I could have sworn I heard your ass moan." Marcus insisted. "Well... I didn't." Quinton lied again. "Well, Okay." Marcus said, as if he believed him. Marcus gave Quinton's ass cheeks another, harder squeeze. This time, Quinton moaned louder. "Gotcha!" "I didn't moan!" Quinton insisted. "You're gonna stop lying to me, or..." Marcus said. "Or what?" Quinton asked. "What you gonna do about it?" Something jogged Marcus' memory right then. Something Quinton had said when they first started working together. "Quinton, you ticklish, man?" Marcus asked calmly. "What are you talking about?" Quinton asked. "What kind of gay question is that?" "Just answer the question." Marcus said. "No!" Quinton said. Then Marcus went to Quinton's size ten feet and tickled them mercilessly. Quinton howled with laughter! "NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Quinton said through fits of laughter. He squirmed and wiggled, desperately trying to get away from Marcus tickling fingers. "HAHAHAHA!" "I thought you said you weren't ticklish." Marcus said as he continued to tickle Quinton's big feet. Then, suddenly, things got real quiet. Eerily quiet. "This nigga passed out." Then he turned Quinton's face and took a picture with his phone. "I know what will wake him up." Marcus got on top of Quinton and slid his big dick up Quinton's hole. "AWWWW, FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Quinton hollered as he felt every inch of Marcus dick up inside him. "GET IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!" "No way, son!" Marcus said defiantly. "I've been waiting for months for this payback." After a few minutes, he could feel Quinton's hole loosening up. "That's right, let daddy up in that big booty." Marcus long stroked Quinton's hole real good. "Isn't that what you told me the first time you fucked me, Quinton?" He slid in and out of Quinton's hole. "You said you'd only do it once but, you did it several more times." Then Marcus piston fucked Quinton's hole. "Oh shit!" Quinton said as he felt Marcus' dick all up in his guts. Quinton's hole got looser and looser. Then Quinton's hole tightened around Marcus' dick. Then he heard Quinton mumble something. "Please fuck me." Quinton said softly. "Say it a little louder." Marcus said with a smile. "I can't hear you." "PLEASE FUCK ME!" Quinton said loud enough for most of the precinct to hear him. "I NEED THAT DICK!" So, Marcus obliged, fucking him harder and faster. "FUCK ME, DADDY!" Marcus was fucking him as he was the last piece of ass on earth! "I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Marcus moaned loudly. Then he pulled his dick out of Quinton's hole. He stroked his dick furiously. Seconds later, he came all over Quinton's ass cheeks. Then he got back into his uniform. He about to leave when Quinton said, "Don't leave me down here! Please!" Marcus grabbed what remained of Quinton's police uniform and took it with him as he headed back to work. When he returned the next day, he was surprised to find his fellow officers surrounding someone in the mechanics bay. When he got closer, he saw the chief of police fucking some dude. "Poor guy." He thought. "The chiefs dick is humongous! That dude's ass will be hurtin' for certain!" Marcus' jaw dropped when he realized the person, he was fucking was his own son, Quinton Jackson!' The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sat, 2 Dec 2023 04:45:47 +0000
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: The Rookie Gets Revenge
Officer Marcus Lorenzo was in deep shit... AGAIN! He was the newest
rookie police officer. He'd started two months ago. In those two
months, he had locked himself in one of the cells twelve times! "Not
again!" He said out loud. "Not again!" This was gonna be bad. What
made it worse was that the only person that could possibly help him was
his partner, Officer Quinton Jackson.
Officer Quinton was at least thirty years older than he was. "He looks
good as fuck for being in his fifties." Marcus had thought. He had the
build of UFC fighter "Rampage" Jackson and he always shave his head
like Evander Holyfield. I'm telling you, he looked hot! The only
problem with the man was that he was a pervert. He was always smacking
Marcus' ass whenever he walked by him. Or, grabbing Marcus' crotch when
he could. To make matters worse, the last two times Marcus had locked
himself in a cell, the only way to get free without anyone hearing about
it was to let Quinton fuck him!
"I guess it's time for another round." Marcus sighed. He grabbed his
radio and said, Officer Quinton, this is Officer Jackson. Could you
please meet me in the jail cell area?" "Again?" Officer quinton
replied. "Yes, again." Marcus said, slightly annoyed. When he turned
off the walkie talkie, he just shook his head. "I can't get mad at
him, though." He thought. "This is my own damn fault." He sat down on
the bench and waited to be rescued.
It took about an hour, but Officer Quinton came down to the cells. In
that time, Marcus had removed his boots and socks. Officer Quinton just
licked his lips. "So, I see you finally recognize that, when you call
for my help, there will always be a price." Officer Quinton said when he
saw Marcus standing in his bare feet. Officer Quinton pulled out his
cell phone and turned on camera. "Well, go on.... Finish what you
started."
Marcus looked at Quinton as he unbuttoned his uniform top. Underneath,
he wore a white tank top. He flexed his arms, showing off those muscle
arms. Quinton looked lustfully at the man. "Lord, he has no idea what
he'd doing to me." Quinton thought to himself as he caressed the
growing bulge in his pants. Then Marcus removed the tank top, which
showed off his muscular chest. Quinton gasped softly as he took in the
view. Marcus removed his utility belt then he suddenly turned his back
on Quinton. Quinton licked his lips. He knew what was coming off next.
He grinned and said, "My favorite part!"
Marcus unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the
ground. As per usual, all Marcus was wearing underneath were a pair of
men's bikini briefs. "Now, take them joints off." Quinton said
authoritatively. "Let me see that ass!" Marcus could tell by the sound
of Quinton's voice that he was getting horny. Marcus just smiled as he
bent over and slid his briefs down to the ground. "There's my prize!"
Marcus wiggled his fat ass at Quinton. "Back that ass on over here."
Quinton urged. Marcus backed up until his ass hit the bars of the jail
cell. Quinton gently caressed Marcus' ass through the bars. "Now, put
them hands behind your back through the bars." Marcus put his hands
though the bars. Instantly, he heard the click of hand cuffs on his
wrists. Now, Marcus was at Quinton's mercy.
Quinton opened the cell door and slipped inside. "Oh, I'm gonna have
fun with you!" He said as he roughly grabbed Marcus' face and spit in
it. Marcus lunged at him, forgetting that he was handcuffed. "Uh
hunh." Quinton said. "There will be none of that." Then he punched
Marcus in the stomach. That punch took Marcus' breath away, making him
drop down to one knee.
Marcus stood up and said, "Is that all you got?" Quinton was about to
punch Marcus again. Before Quinton could do anything, Marcus spit in his
face. Quinton grabbed Marcus by the throat and said, "I could kill you
right here, right now!" "That's kind of cowardly, seeing as I'm here
all tied up." Marcus said. "Why don't you try that with me untied,
coward!"
"You think you can beat me?" Quinton asked. Marcus looked him dead in
the eye and said, "I know I can." So, Quinton went behind him and
uncuffed Marcus. Before Marcus could turn around, he hit him upside his
head. Marcus fell to the floor and Quinton was on him in a flash. Marcus
and Quinton struggled for what seemed like hours. Then, suddenly, Marcus
was able to grab Quinton by his big balls. He gave the man's balls such
a hard squeeze. Quinton howled in extreme pain. "Let me go!" Quinton
hollered. "Let me go!"
When Marcus did let go, Quinton took a swing at him. Marcus ducked
before anything connected. When he saw an opening, Marcus reached in
and... grabbed Quinton's hard nipples. "Stop that!" Quinton growled.
"Fight like a man!" Then Marcus slammed his fist into Quinton's
stomach, knocking the wind out of him. "Is that manly enough for you?"
He asked sarcastically. Quinton lunged at him. Marcus stepped out of
the way at the last minute. Quinton fell forward, losing his balance.
As he fell forward, Marcus slapped him on the ass as he went by.
"OWWW!" Quinton cried out, grabbing his ass cheek. He hit the ground
rather hard. "FUCK!"
Before Quinton could get up, Marcus jumped on top of him and grabbed the
handcuffs that Quinton had dropped onto the floor. He quickly handcuffed
Quinton to the cell bars. "What the fuck you doing, man?" Quinton
asked angrily. "Get these mother fuckin' handcuffs off me!" He
struggled trying to get loose. "I mean it!"
Marcus bent down and slapped Quinton's bubble butt hard and said, "Shut
the fuck up, negro! I'm in charge now!" He sat down on Quinton's
muscular legs. "I said, get off me!" Quinton roared. "Yell all you
want." Marcus said. "I'm not afraid of you!" He smacked Quinton
upside his head again. He could tell quinton was really getting angry
but, he didn't care. He was gonna get his pound of flesh... Or, piece of
ass, as it were.
Marcus patted Quinton on his ass. "Get off my ass!" Quinton barked.
"Now, let's see what we can do about these clothes of yours." Marcus
said calmly. "You'd better not!" Quinton warned. "Or what?" Marcus
asked. Then Quinton started pulling at the handcuffs again. As he tried
to get loose, Marcus noticed a pocketknife in Quinton's utility belt.
"I'll take that!" Marcus pulled the pocketknife from Quinton's belt.
"You'd better not cut me with that." Quinton threatened. "Do you
mind not threatening me right now?" Marcus asked menacingly. "Before I
decide to cut off your dick and balls!"
Quinton kept still and stayed quiet as Marcus began to cut off his police
uniform. "I knew you wouldn't want your precious dick and balls cut
off." Marcus said as he cut away Quinton's uniform top. Marcus' eyes
bugged out as he looked over Quinton's back and arm muscles. "This man
must go to the gym religiously." Marcus thought. "He has muscles on top
of muscles!"
"I wonder what's down below?" Marcus wondered out loud. "You won't
find out." Quinton said. "Why the fuck not?" Marcus asked. "My
zipper and button are in the front." Quinton said. "And you can't
reach my front!" Then he childishly stuck his tongue out at Marcus.
Marcus just rolled his eyes and said, "Then we'll just have to do this
the hard way." He cut open Quinton's slacks from the back and, with
all his strength, ripped Quinton's pants off his body!
Marcus cracked up, suddenly. Quinton groaned loudly. Quinton was
wearing a pair of pink, lacy, women's underwear! "This is priceless!"
He hollered with laughter. "Big, bad Quinton Jackson likes to wear
women's underwear!" "Shhh!" Quinton said. "Not so loud!" Marcus
slapped Quinton's ass hard and said, "I can be as loud as I want!"
Then he fixed Quinton's underwear, so it went up the crack of his ass.
"Well, damn, Quinton. Don't you look pretty!" Then he gave
Quinton's fat ass cheeks a squeeze.
Suddenly, Marcus heard something he never thought he'd hear he heard
Quinton moan softly. "Did I just hear you moan?" He asked. "I
didn't moan!" Quinton lied. "I could have sworn I heard your ass
moan." Marcus insisted. "Well... I didn't." Quinton lied again.
"Well, Okay." Marcus said, as if he believed him. Marcus gave
Quinton's ass cheeks another, harder squeeze. This time, Quinton moaned
louder. "Gotcha!"
"I didn't moan!" Quinton insisted. "You're gonna stop lying to me,
or..." Marcus said. "Or what?" Quinton asked. "What you gonna do
about it?" Something jogged Marcus' memory right then. Something
Quinton had said when they first started working together. "Quinton,
you ticklish, man?" Marcus asked calmly. "What are you talking
about?" Quinton asked. "What kind of gay question is that?" "Just
answer the question." Marcus said. "No!" Quinton said. Then Marcus
went to Quinton's size ten feet and tickled them mercilessly. Quinton
howled with laughter!
"NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Quinton said through fits of
laughter. He squirmed and wiggled, desperately trying to get away from
Marcus tickling fingers. "HAHAHAHA!" "I thought you said you weren't
ticklish." Marcus said as he continued to tickle Quinton's big feet.
Then, suddenly, things got real quiet. Eerily quiet. "This nigga passed
out." Then he turned Quinton's face and took a picture with his phone.
"I know what will wake him up."
Marcus got on top of Quinton and slid his big dick up Quinton's hole.
"AWWWW, FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Quinton hollered as he felt every inch of Marcus
dick up inside him. "GET IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT!" "No way, son!" Marcus
said defiantly. "I've been waiting for months for this payback."
After a few minutes, he could feel Quinton's hole loosening up.
"That's right, let daddy up in that big booty." Marcus long stroked
Quinton's hole real good. "Isn't that what you told me the first time
you fucked me, Quinton?" He slid in and out of Quinton's hole. "You
said you'd only do it once but, you did it several more times." Then
Marcus piston fucked Quinton's hole. "Oh shit!" Quinton said as he
felt Marcus' dick all up in his guts. Quinton's hole got looser and
looser.
Then Quinton's hole tightened around Marcus' dick. Then he heard
Quinton mumble something. "Please fuck me." Quinton said softly.
"Say it a little louder." Marcus said with a smile. "I can't hear
you." "PLEASE FUCK ME!" Quinton said loud enough for most of the
precinct to hear him. "I NEED THAT DICK!" So, Marcus obliged, fucking
him harder and faster. "FUCK ME, DADDY!" Marcus was fucking him as he
was the last piece of ass on earth!
"I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Marcus moaned loudly. Then he pulled his dick out
of Quinton's hole. He stroked his dick furiously. Seconds later, he
came all over Quinton's ass cheeks. Then he got back into his uniform.
He about to leave when Quinton said, "Don't leave me down here!
Please!" Marcus grabbed what remained of Quinton's police uniform and
took it with him as he headed back to work.
When he returned the next day, he was surprised to find his fellow
officers surrounding someone in the mechanics bay. When he got closer,
he saw the chief of police fucking some dude. "Poor guy." He thought.
"The chiefs dick is humongous! That dude's ass will be hurtin' for
certain!" Marcus' jaw dropped when he realized the person, he was
fucking was his own son, Quinton Jackson!'
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/patrick-mahomes-gets-a-ticket | Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 22:45:40 +0000 From: Charlie O Subject: Patrick Mahomes Gets a ticket Kansas City quarterback Patrick Mahomes was heading home after the win against the Miami Dolphins. He was really excited. Maybe too excited. He was going twenty miles over the limit. It took him a minute to realize that there was a police car behind him. "Oh shit!" He said out loud. This would be his third ticket this month. "I'd better pull over." He pulled over and got his license and registration and waited for the policeman to get out of his car. "License and registration please." The officer had a deep booming voice. Patrick looked in the direction the voice had come from. At first, Patrick's eyes were met by a bulge. "My eyes are up here." Patrick craned his neck to look at the officer. "Man, you're tall.... Officer." Patrick exclaimed. "It's officer dick to you. License and registration, please." Patrick couldn't take his eyes off the officer as he fumbled for his license and registration. "Here, sir." Patrick said as he finally handed the officer the things he'd asked for. Patrick couldn't help looking at the officer's bulge. "What's your name, officer?" Patrick asked. When the words came out of his mouth, Patrick realized how lame he sounded. "That was the dumbest thing to say." He thought. "He must think I'm an idiot." "My name is officer Osiris Wood." Officer Wood said as he rubbed the bulge in his pants. "Well, my name is..." Patrick began. "I know who you are, sir." Officer Wood said. "You're Patrick Mahomes. Quarterback for the Kansas City Chiefs. Now, if you'll excuse me for a moment...." Officer Wood went back to his car. The man was in his car for, like, twenty minutes. When he got back, he had a big frown on his face. "Is there a problem, officer?" Officer Wood looked Patrick dead in his eyes and asked, "Dis you know you were driving on a suspended license?" The look of shock was written all over Patrick's face. "I'll take that as a `no'." Officer Wood said as he wrote something down on the note pad, he carried with him. "Are you aware of how fast you were going just now?" "I was going the speed limit." Patrick said, defiantly. "No, sir, you were not." Officer Wood said. "I clocked you going ninety miles an hour! That's twenty-five miles over the speed limit!" Patrick knew he was in deep shit! "twenty-five miles? Come on. You gotta be kidding me." He said. He looked at Officer Wood, who had a stern look on his face. "You're not kidding, are you?" "No, sir, I'm not kidding." Officer Wood said. "Can we talk about this?" Patrick asked. "Is there any way I can get out of this?" "Look, man, I can't just let this slide." Officer Wood said. Patrick couldn't believe the mess he'd gotten himself into. "My wife's gonna kill me." He said. "I think I may be able to help you out." Officer Wood said. "But, first, you gotta help me out." He said this as he caressed the bulge in his pants. Patrick didn't know what officer Wood wanted him to do but, if it meant he might get out of a ticket, he was gonna be down for whatever. "How can I help you out?" He asked. "Step out of the car, sir." Officer Wood said. Patrick quickly got out of his car. "Put your hands on the hood of your car." Again, Patrick complied with the order. "Now, I'm going to frisk you, so please keep still." What officer Wood called frisking, Patrick (and most anyone else) would call groping! Officer Wood's hands were everywhere. He first grabbed and groped Patrick's ass through his pants. "Man, you got a real fat ass." Officer Wood said. "Um... Thank you." Patrick said nervously. "Take your shirt off." Officer Wood said. "Why?" Patrick asked. "Cause I said so." Officer Wood said as he looked Patrick dead in his eye. "Um...Okay." Patrick said meekly. So, Patrick took off his shirt. Then Officer Wood reached out and caressed Patrick's nipples. Patrick tried to act like that didn't bother him but, Officer Wood knew the man was turned on! Officer Wood took off his utility belt. Then he unzipped and unbuttoned his trousers. Next, he pulled out his dick. As he stroked the dick, he said, "Now suck on this dick?" Patrick didn't move a muscle. "Didn't you hear me, boy? I said suck this dick!" Patrick just stood there. Then Officer Wood gripped either shoulder and pushed Patrick down to his knees. "I said, suck this dick. Don't make me have to tell you again!" Patrick opened his mouth and officer Wood shoved his dick down Patrick's throat. Patrick gagged on the dick several times. "Bet you've never had a dick this big down your throat, have you?" Officer Wood asked. He fucked Patrick's face for a good five minutes. "Mmmm. Nice hot mouth! Fuck! Damn, you're a good dick sucker." This was real humiliating to Patrick. He was a Superbowl winner but, right now, he was a dick sucker! Officer Wood pulled his dick out of Patrick's mouth. Then he roughly pulled him to his feet. "Turn around. Face the car." "What else you gonna make me do?" Patrick asked. "I'm gonna make you take this dick!" Officer Wood said menacingly. Then he bent Patrick over the car. Patrick felt Officer Wood's big hands going into his pants. He jumped when he felt Officer Wood palming his ass cheek. "This nigga means business." Officer Wood yanked down Patrick's sweatpants, exposing the fact that Patrick wasn't wearing any underwear! "Oh, you are a freak, aren't you?" Officer Wood asked him. Before Patrick could answer, Officer Wood slapped his ass hard. That got his dick stirring. "I wonder how deep that hole goes?" Officer Wood slid two fingers up Patrick's ass. Patrick's hole closed tightly around Officer Wood's fingers. "Damn, this ass is tight!" "Spread them cheeks apart." Officer Wood ordered with a smile. "Wide apart!" Patrick spread his ass cheeks as wide as he could. "Look at that beautiful hole!" Next thing Patrick knew, Officer Wood rammed his dick up Patrick's hole. "AWW, FUCK!" Patrick cried out. SLAP! SLAP! "Shut the fuck up!" Officer Wood barked. "Take this big dick like a man!" Then Officer Wood reached around and fondled Patrick's soft nipples as he fucked him savagely. "Ooh, my ass!" Patrick moaned. "Take this dick, boy!" Officer Wood commanded. Patrick could feel his hole getting wider and wider. What was really crazy was that Patrick's dick was rock hard! "I can't be enjoying this shit!" He thought to himself. "He's manhandling me like a little bitch. Then a smile came over his face. "Fuck me like a bitch." He said. "Fuck me deep!" "I knew you were just playing." Officer Wood said. "I knew you liked this big ole dick." Then he began to piston fuck Patrick's hole. "FUCK! GOD DAMN!" Patrick hollered. "MMMM! SWEET JESUS!" His body bucked, twitched, and, trembled as Officer Wood fucked him stupid! Then, suddenly.... "I'M CUMMIN!" Officer Wood roared. Then he came in Patrick's asshole. Officer Wood dropped, at least, four loads up Patrick's asshole. "Can I go now?" Patrick said. "Not yet." Officer Wood said. Then, suddenly, he jumped Patrick clean out cold. When Patrick came to, he was butterball naked, and his clothes were nowhere to be found and neither was Officer Wood. "God dammit!" He cursed. "I can't go home looking like this!" Then he had an idea. "Maybe if I call my wide receiver on the team, Mecole Hardman, Jr, maybe he can help me out." So, he called his wide receiver. Mecole met him near an abandoned building. When Mecole saw Patrick, he couldn't help laughing. Then he quickly took a picture of his naked butt. "I got the clothes you asked for." Mecole said. He went to his trunk and pulled out a fresh new outfit in Patrick's size. Patrick reached for the clothes, but Mecole was quicker and snatched them before he could get a hold of them. "No, you know the deal." "Okay." Patrick said. Then Mecole bent over, and Patrick kissed him on the lips. "Now, the other end." Mecole turned away from Patrick and pulled down his sweatpants. "Kiss my ass!" Patrick kissed both ass cheeks and stood back up quick. "Before you put your clothes on, let me do something for you." Patrick looked at him strangely. "Let me suck that hard dick of yours." Patrick looked down. His dick was still hard. "Okay." He said with a smile. Mecole got down on his knees and began to suck Patrick's dick. The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 22:45:40 +0000
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Patrick Mahomes Gets a ticket
Kansas City quarterback Patrick Mahomes was heading home after the win
against the Miami Dolphins. He was really excited. Maybe too excited.
He was going twenty miles over the limit. It took him a minute to
realize that there was a police car behind him. "Oh shit!" He said out
loud. This would be his third ticket this month. "I'd better pull
over." He pulled over and got his license and registration and waited
for the policeman to get out of his car.
"License and registration please." The officer had a deep booming
voice. Patrick looked in the direction the voice had come from. At
first, Patrick's eyes were met by a bulge. "My eyes are up here."
Patrick craned his neck to look at the officer. "Man, you're tall....
Officer." Patrick exclaimed. "It's officer dick to you. License and
registration, please." Patrick couldn't take his eyes off the officer
as he fumbled for his license and registration. "Here, sir." Patrick
said as he finally handed the officer the things he'd asked for.
Patrick couldn't help looking at the officer's bulge. "What's your
name, officer?" Patrick asked. When the words came out of his mouth,
Patrick realized how lame he sounded. "That was the dumbest thing to
say." He thought. "He must think I'm an idiot."
"My name is officer Osiris Wood." Officer Wood said as he rubbed the
bulge in his pants. "Well, my name is..." Patrick began. "I know who
you are, sir." Officer Wood said. "You're Patrick Mahomes.
Quarterback for the Kansas City Chiefs. Now, if you'll excuse me for a
moment...." Officer Wood went back to his car. The man was in his car
for, like, twenty minutes. When he got back, he had a big frown on his
face. "Is there a problem, officer?" Officer Wood looked Patrick dead
in his eyes and asked, "Dis you know you were driving on a suspended
license?"
The look of shock was written all over Patrick's face. "I'll take
that as a `no'." Officer Wood said as he wrote something down on the
note pad, he carried with him. "Are you aware of how fast you were going
just now?" "I was going the speed limit." Patrick said, defiantly.
"No, sir, you were not." Officer Wood said. "I clocked you going
ninety miles an hour! That's twenty-five miles over the speed limit!"
Patrick knew he was in deep shit! "twenty-five miles? Come on. You
gotta be kidding me." He said. He looked at Officer Wood, who had a
stern look on his face. "You're not kidding, are you?" "No, sir,
I'm not kidding." Officer Wood said. "Can we talk about this?"
Patrick asked. "Is there any way I can get out of this?" "Look, man,
I can't just let this slide." Officer Wood said. Patrick couldn't
believe the mess he'd gotten himself into. "My wife's gonna kill
me." He said. "I think I may be able to help you out." Officer Wood
said. "But, first, you gotta help me out." He said this as he caressed
the bulge in his pants.
Patrick didn't know what officer Wood wanted him to do but, if it meant
he might get out of a ticket, he was gonna be down for whatever. "How
can I help you out?" He asked. "Step out of the car, sir." Officer
Wood said. Patrick quickly got out of his car. "Put your hands on the
hood of your car." Again, Patrick complied with the order. "Now, I'm
going to frisk you, so please keep still." What officer Wood called
frisking, Patrick (and most anyone else) would call groping!
Officer Wood's hands were everywhere. He first grabbed and groped
Patrick's ass through his pants. "Man, you got a real fat ass."
Officer Wood said. "Um... Thank you." Patrick said nervously. "Take
your shirt off." Officer Wood said. "Why?" Patrick asked. "Cause I
said so." Officer Wood said as he looked Patrick dead in his eye.
"Um...Okay." Patrick said meekly. So, Patrick took off his shirt. Then
Officer Wood reached out and caressed Patrick's nipples. Patrick tried
to act like that didn't bother him but, Officer Wood knew the man was
turned on!
Officer Wood took off his utility belt. Then he unzipped and unbuttoned
his trousers. Next, he pulled out his dick. As he stroked the dick, he
said, "Now suck on this dick?" Patrick didn't move a muscle.
"Didn't you hear me, boy? I said suck this dick!" Patrick just stood
there. Then Officer Wood gripped either shoulder and pushed Patrick down
to his knees. "I said, suck this dick. Don't make me have to tell you
again!"
Patrick opened his mouth and officer Wood shoved his dick down Patrick's
throat. Patrick gagged on the dick several times. "Bet you've never
had a dick this big down your throat, have you?" Officer Wood asked. He
fucked Patrick's face for a good five minutes. "Mmmm. Nice hot mouth!
Fuck! Damn, you're a good dick sucker." This was real humiliating to
Patrick. He was a Superbowl winner but, right now, he was a dick sucker!
Officer Wood pulled his dick out of Patrick's mouth. Then he roughly
pulled him to his feet. "Turn around. Face the car." "What else you
gonna make me do?" Patrick asked. "I'm gonna make you take this
dick!" Officer Wood said menacingly. Then he bent Patrick over the
car. Patrick felt Officer Wood's big hands going into his pants. He
jumped when he felt Officer Wood palming his ass cheek. "This nigga
means business."
Officer Wood yanked down Patrick's sweatpants, exposing the fact that
Patrick wasn't wearing any underwear! "Oh, you are a freak, aren't
you?" Officer Wood asked him. Before Patrick could answer, Officer Wood
slapped his ass hard. That got his dick stirring. "I wonder how deep
that hole goes?" Officer Wood slid two fingers up Patrick's ass.
Patrick's hole closed tightly around Officer Wood's fingers. "Damn,
this ass is tight!"
"Spread them cheeks apart." Officer Wood ordered with a smile. "Wide
apart!" Patrick spread his ass cheeks as wide as he could. "Look at
that beautiful hole!" Next thing Patrick knew, Officer Wood rammed his
dick up Patrick's hole. "AWW, FUCK!" Patrick cried out. SLAP! SLAP!
"Shut the fuck up!" Officer Wood barked. "Take this big dick like a
man!" Then Officer Wood reached around and fondled Patrick's soft
nipples as he fucked him savagely. "Ooh, my ass!" Patrick moaned.
"Take this dick, boy!" Officer Wood commanded. Patrick could feel his
hole getting wider and wider.
What was really crazy was that Patrick's dick was rock hard! "I can't
be enjoying this shit!" He thought to himself. "He's manhandling me
like a little bitch. Then a smile came over his face. "Fuck me like a
bitch." He said. "Fuck me deep!" "I knew you were just playing."
Officer Wood said. "I knew you liked this big ole dick." Then he began
to piston fuck Patrick's hole. "FUCK! GOD DAMN!" Patrick hollered.
"MMMM! SWEET JESUS!" His body bucked, twitched, and, trembled as
Officer Wood fucked him stupid!
Then, suddenly.... "I'M CUMMIN!" Officer Wood roared. Then he came in
Patrick's asshole. Officer Wood dropped, at least, four loads up
Patrick's asshole. "Can I go now?" Patrick said. "Not yet."
Officer Wood said. Then, suddenly, he jumped Patrick clean out cold.
When Patrick came to, he was butterball naked, and his clothes were
nowhere to be found and neither was Officer Wood. "God dammit!" He
cursed. "I can't go home looking like this!" Then he had an idea.
"Maybe if I call my wide receiver on the team, Mecole Hardman, Jr, maybe
he can help me out." So, he called his wide receiver. Mecole met him
near an abandoned building. When Mecole saw Patrick, he couldn't help
laughing. Then he quickly took a picture of his naked butt. "I got the
clothes you asked for." Mecole said. He went to his trunk and pulled
out a fresh new outfit in Patrick's size. Patrick reached for the
clothes, but Mecole was quicker and snatched them before he could get a
hold of them. "No, you know the deal." "Okay." Patrick said. Then
Mecole bent over, and Patrick kissed him on the lips. "Now, the other
end." Mecole turned away from Patrick and pulled down his sweatpants.
"Kiss my ass!" Patrick kissed both ass cheeks and stood back up quick.
"Before you put your clothes on, let me do something for you." Patrick
looked at him strangely. "Let me suck that hard dick of yours."
Patrick looked down. His dick was still hard. "Okay." He said with a
smile. Mecole got down on his knees and began to suck Patrick's dick.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/devils-and-dragons | Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 06:59:55 +0000 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Devils & Dragons Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Devils & Dragons Brandon Williams glanced around the boat starstruck, pinching himself at the many A-listers on show at the Monaco Grand Prix, even as a Premier League footballer, he wasn't noticed by many. Louis Rees-Zammit however knew exactly who Brandon was and the moment he recognised the United full-back, the Gloucester & Wales winger made his way over to the footballer. "Holy fuck, Brandon I'm Louis!" The rugby winger beamed introducing himself. "Hey Louis, you cool mate?" Brandon replied coolly. "Yeah, I'm a huge United fan, do you mind if we get a selfie?" Louis asked. "Of course you can mate." Brandon replied, moving into a photogenic pose and beaming wide. Louis threw his arm around the footballer and smiled into the camera. "Hold up, lemme get on my tippy toes." Brandon sniggered, teasing himself as Louis went to take the picture. "Ahhh, you blinked." Louis giggled. "No shit!" Brandon replied, matching Louis' laughter. The two sportsmen reset and after three attempts including one where Brandon had stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes, Louis had his picture to treasure forever, or until Brandon got sold. "Who are you here with?" Louis asked. "Just a mate, they were feeling a bit poorly though, so they went back to the hotel. "Ahhh no." "How about you?" Brandon replied. "Yeah, I'm with the lads." Louis explained gesturing towards a small gang of men drinking beer nearby and watching them both intently. "Sweet, I hope you're having a good time." Brandon smiled. "You kidding? I'm in Monaco for the F1and I just got a pic with a future United legend!" Louis chortled. The rugby player's kind words caused Brandon's face to burn red which fortunately couldn't be seen in the soft evening twilight. Even after a successful season out on loan at Norwich City, Brandon was still a long way from earning the chance to become a United legend and if Louis was as big a fan as he'd claimed then he certainly knew that. "Hey lads, look who I found." Louis announced. "Yeah, we saw you whoring yourself for a picture." His mate teased flashing a sympathetic look towards Brandon as he spoke. "Yeah, sorry mate." Another one of Louis' friends apologised as they shook Brandon's hand one by one. The group welcomed Brandon in seamlessly and generally at Louis' expense, the group laughed away jovially. The party continued deep into the night but the excited F1 fan in Louis was becoming mindful of the time. "Lads, I think we need to head back if we are going to catch the support races in the morning." He told the group looking at his watch. "What do you think, one more back at the apartment then bed?" "Sounds like a plan." Louis' mates discussed. "Coming Brandon?" "Err, yeah sure. Thanks." He beamed. Finishing their drinks, the group slipped away from the busy boat and made the short walk back to their rented apartment. The rowdy lads made plenty of noise as they returned to their hotel, bumping and barging each other as beer and other substances surged through their veins. "I'm sorry about the lads, they've had a bit of sniff as well." Louis moaned apologetically. "Haha, don't worry about it. My boys are the same " Brandon giggled. "Haha no way." Louis laughed, the pair sharing a look that said they would both love to try it, but their careers were too important to risk for a momentary high. "I might not stay up too long though; they get a bit too much sometimes. You're welcome to sleep in my room though, can't have you on the couch." Louis smiled. "And where will you be sleeping?" Brandon replied. "Roll me onto the floor." Louis chuckled. "Nah, no need for that. I'm sure there's space for both of us." Brandon grinned, looking incredibly relaxed in Louis' company. Within moments of their return the flat was bouncing with popular dance music. The group relaxed, sat down enjoying a beer each as the music boomed away in the background. Louis and Brandon remained near each other chatting all things United, giving Brandon the chance to gloat and watch Louis' eyes go all doughy in awe. 15 minutes later and all swooned out, Louis rose to his feet. "Alright lads, I'm gonna get some kip, I can't keep up with you lot." The winger announced leaving the dregs of his can on the table. Brandon looked around the room and smiled at the group of strangers, "Yeah, I'll probably head in as well lads. You lot have fun and it was nice meeting you." He beamed politely to a series of polite nods and raised cans in return. "Why were your mates apologising to me earlier when you brought me over?" Brandon asked, stripping down to just his white Calvin Klein boxers. Louis had been busy clearing the bedside table to give Brandon somewhere to put his stuff that the sight of Brandon's perfect, smooth, athletic body nearly made his eyes leap out of their sockets. "I...errr...w...I dunno actually." Louis stammered. Brandon' skinny body looked lean and toned with a noticeable bulge in his sexy white CK boxer shorts, [Holy freaking Jesus!] Louis cursed, his cock thickening instantly. Brandon knew exactly what he saw, Louis' eyes darted down to his crotch and then around his head but not looking into Brandon's eyes. "Ahh cool, just mugging you off." Brandon offered. "Haha yeah." Louis replied feeling his heart rate shoot up then slow slightly after Brandon's get out of jail free card. "Which side do you sleep on?" Brandon asked, approaching the bed. "Don't mind, guest's choice." Louis squeaked trying to talk through an excited lump in his throat. The footballer jumped in bed and shuffled under the covers while Louis undressed slowly, making sure he hid his expanding bulge from view. The Mancunian drank in the sight of Louis' big bulging body and nodded proudly, [stunning lad] he beamed. "Night mate." Louis whispered as he climbed into bed alongside one of his heroes. [Yeah, like fuck I'm letting this opportunity pass.] Brandon told himself, "Night mate." Brandon lied, turning to hug the strapping young winger. Louis nuzzled back into Brandon's hug, feeling the warmth of the footballer's slender body radiating against his back. The Gloucester winger's heart rate began to rise again, wondering why Brandon's hug was taking so long, thickening his hard cock again as the excitement of his naked skin rubbing against Brandon's naked skin returned him to full mast. "Oh shittt." Louis exhaled as Brandon's hand silently reached around and located the Welsh lad's boner. "Shh, shh, shhhhh." Brandon hissed softly. [Yeah Louis, shut the fuck up!] The Welsh rugby star scolded himself. "Sorry." Louis whispered. "Should I stop?" Brandon checked for certainty. "Definitely not mate!" Louis replied, nuzzling into Brandon again. This time Brandon's hand stroked Louis' hard cock through his boxers while the footballer nipped gently at the strapping lad's smooth neck. Turning his face, Louis made his lips available to the footballer who planted a firm kiss while his fingers increased their interest in Louis' stunning body. The handsome rugby star used one hand to hold Brandon's smooth chin steady while they kissed passionately and his other hand to pull the skinny footballer's tight arse cheek, closing the non-existent gap between their bodies. Imagination was no longer necessary for Louis, he could feel Brandon's raging through his boxers, pressing his boner between the crease of Louis' pert arse. Through his controlling lips, Brandon could feel the strapping winger falling under his spell, pushing his beefy frame back into Brandon's skinny body, begging it for more attention. The United defender felt the urge to push down Louis' boxers and stick his hard cock straight up the muscular Welshman's juicy arse but a hand on the waistband of his own boxers told him that he'd been beaten to the punch. Louis' hole gasped hungrily, begging to be filled with a nice hard cock as Brandon's lips worked their magic. Pulling the footballer's boxers down, Louis could hear the clap of Brandon's boner snapping up, slapping against his toned abs. Ignoring the impact of his cock crashing into his own body, Brandon sucked even harder at Louis' tongue, desperate to enjoy this surprise opportunity to the maximum. Closing his fist around Brandon's uncut cock as they kissed, Louis began to stroke the footballer gently and felt himself grinning from ear to ear. Brandon's shaft was longer and thicker than he'd ever imagined, looking at the skinny footballer he thought Brandon might be packing 5 or 6 inches of meat, but found himself stroking 8 inches of prime Mancunian sausage. The footballer replied to Louis' stroking fist by easing his body back and forth in a slow sexual motion. Louis could feel himself throbbing harder at the thought of Brandon doing this for real. The blonde lad's cock felt so good as it thickened in his hand, the rugby star could feel his hole aching to be filled. "You like to fuck hard don't you." Louis whispered into Brandon's lips. "Sometimes, slow is good too, don't want you getting in trouble with your mates." Brandon smiled back at the Welsh lad. "No trouble, but if we're quiet they won't suspect a thing." Louis explained in a voice that told Brandon the rugby lad liked to be a bit sneaky. "Nice, I like the sound of that." "Good." Louis breathed. Releasing Brandon's cock for a second, the winger grabbed a bottle of lube hidden under his pillow and eased his boxers down to smear a very modest helping over his hole and then another one over Brandon's head. "You sure that's enough?" Brandon smiled. "Plenty, I'd have you raw if we had more time to loosen up." Louis smiled. "Fucking hot!" Brandon mouthed with the lightest exhale. Lubed tip pressed itself against lubed ring and holding Brandon's shaft steady, Louis pushed out and reversed. Even with lube to aid their unification, Louis remained extremely tight, so tight in fact that as Brandon's head stretched out the muscular bottom's ring the pair cursed under their breath in unison. Brandon's raw head made gradual progression spreading the rugby winger's hole open wide enough until the slightest jolt told them Brandon's head was now beyond Louis' ring. The bottom clenched his teeth and pushed out, but Brandon had a different idea. Pulling Louis' face around the footballer locked their lips together then offered Louis his tongue while his hips remained firm, easing his cock forward to the limit Louis' insides would allow. Sliding his hands along Louis' muscular frame, Brandon studied the winger's body in awe of the bottom's incredible form. The defender had fucked many a lean footballer but none of them had as much beef behind them as the Welsh rugby stud. The extra beef of the 6'3" (1.90m), 90kg (200lbs) was the perfect cushion in which for Brandon to bury his 8-inch sword and forcing his hard shaft into Louis with some extra force, the top began to utilise Louis' perfect frame. The capable bottom could've squealed out in pleasure as Brandon's cock began to accelerate, adding the friction of movement to the pleasure of the depth of his penetration. However, remembering his mates were only in the other room, Louis managed to control himself although he had no idea how long he could maintain that composure, just exhaling into Brandon's face as their lips continued to dance romantically. "Fuck me, your arse is amazing." Brandon breathed, pulling back just far enough to break their kiss. "My arse? Nothing compared to your big cock mate, I love it." Louis smiled before launching his face back at Brandon's for another deep kiss. Every second the full-back's hard cock was buried within Louis' arse was time the winger's body used to relax a little more, doing everything he could to accommodate the sexy top. The pumps of the top's cock remained relatively gentle on `The Brandon Williams scale' of anal poundings but with the barriers weakening, the footballer's speed increased accordingly. Brandon loved to fuck on his side, the angle was perfect for using minimal energy but getting maximum results. Using his foot and his side to lean on the bed, the defender raised his arse slightly so that the fabric couldn't reduce his momentum and squeezing his firm arse cheeks, the horny blonde slid back and forth within Louis, removing then refilling the bottom 5 inches at a time as he pushed his light brown pubes into Louis' meaty arse. Brandon's lightweight hips were moving increasingly, quickly and freely, indulging the sexy young lads in deep, raw anal sex that neither lad could really believe was happening. Little Brandon knew he was a good-looking lad, but when it came to being known as a Manchester United star there were so many players ahead of him on the list of desirables. Clearly Louis was a die-hard fan because for all the pain he was suffering through the penetration of Brandon's wonderfully long cock, the bottom had no complaints. [No pain, no gain!] Louis smiled, taking every shot the skinny defender had to give his meaty, rugby frame. The next move from Brandon was the one that Louis had feared but also the one he'd wanted the most. The top's hand moved from his thigh and located the rugby winger's meaty cock as it bobbed freely between his legs. "Oh fuck." Louis moaned with the lightest murmur as Brandon's closed fist began to slide along his fist in perfect time with his skinny hips. The reality felt even better than the naughty dreams Louis had imagined of this very scenario. The stroke of Brandon's fist sent jolts of electricity through the big bottom's spine, creating the chemical reaction in Louis' brain that was, in his opinion, the ultimate feeling of pleasure. Then Louis' brain then sent a wave back down through his horny body to fill his hard cock with blood and anticipation, ready for another stroke. Something about holding a bottom's cock as he fucked him made Brandon feel even more turned by the whole situation. And although Brandon wasn't a size queen Louis owned a very meaty piece of wood that throbbed happily as the top's bare cock slid into the rugby lad's firm, tight arse. Unfortunately, from his vantage point, Brandon couldn't see it but within his mind the footballer had the perfect image of Louis' cock as he slid the bottom's foreskin back and forth. The top felt his cock throb involuntarily and as a result his hips began to speed up. The increased speed brought a sigh from the Welsh rugby winger and turning back to look into Brandon's beautiful blue eyes, Louis resumed their tender kissing. Right now, the hunky bottom was living the dream of every mega fan, and it felt a million times better than he'd ever imagined! The length of Brandon's bare cock sliding into the base of his sphincter made the big man feel weaker to Brandon's will, yearning for more cock every time the skinny top removed 6 inches of his 8-inch shaft. Louis used his free eye to scan Brandon's sexy body again, the winger noticing the sleeve tattoo on his arm which illustrated the footballer's upbringing. [No ball games] Louis grinned to himself, waiting excitedly for their balls to erupt. The squeeze of Brandon's grip made the bottom shudder with pleasure, adoring the muscle tone of his skinny top. Compared to Louis' world of rugby where they spoke 'properly' with manners and respect, Brandon was a common, edgy lad and the bottom found that insanely hot. The footballer's cock combined with the footballer's jerking fist was becoming too much for Louis who couldn't hold it in any longer. Pushing Brandon off his lips for a second the bottom managed to breathe, "Brando, I'm gonna cummm." Before the footballer re-swallowed his tongue without missing a beat. Louis' breathing had become lighter and faster with the bottom losing control of his entire body. The footballer felt Louis' cock harden before recoiling aggressively as he began to shoot. Neither of them was watching but Louis' cum rocketed across the last few centimetres of bedsheets and beyond, spraying out across the floor. The intensity of Louis' orgasm escalated rapidly and with it, the power of his shooting cock also intensified. Proud of his achievements, Brandon beamed as he continued to pump away at Louis' tight hole, stroking the rugby lad's squirting cock while he repeatedly piled his shaft of hard, scally, Mancunian meat inside the hot Welsh beef. Brandon too was enjoying every moment of Louis' orgasm as much as the rugby winger was. Every squirt of Louis' hard cock caused the bottom's muscular arse to clamp down on Brandon's hard cock, bringing him closer to his own glorious orgasm. "Your arse is so hot man; I can't hold on much longer." Brandon panted into Louis' ear. "Cum in me." Louis replied instantly, excited by the opportunity to have one of his heroes fill his arse hole with that hot Manchester United seed. Feeling triggered by Louis' sexy talk, Brandon took things up a gear ramming deep into Louis' sexy body. The velocity from the top had become irresistible causing Louis' nuts to fire another long helping of cum over his messy sheets but this time an involuntary yelp of pleasure emitted from the big lad's sweet lips. If the lads outside were listening, it would've been impossible not to hear the smack of Brandon's crotch ramming so hard into Louis' meaty arse cheeks the shockwaves travelled up to the bottom's groaning lips. A dozen deep hard shots, following through to Louis' belly was enough to bring Brandon his climax and as Louis' heart rate began to decelerate, his hole began to fill with hot sexy Mancunian milk. The skinny top rammed himself 8 inches into the bottom and pinned himself there while pressing his forehead against Louis' neck. In an instant the animal hunger of two sexy young men had shifted to a tender moment where Brandon held his bottom close to fully appreciate his magnificent frame. Louis' own nuts were empty giving him the opportunity to back up and fully focus on the ejaculating top. The United fan concentrated on the fulfilling pleasure of Brandon's hard cock swelling to expand his hole as it fired another shot of creamy Mancunian jizz up into his hungry belly. The fourth of 10 shots fired up into Louis' chute feeling so magnificent he needed yet another kiss from the scally top and turning his head, Louis resumed their embrace by forcing his tongue into Brandon's quivering mouth. Of all the people Brandon had cum inside Louis was by far the biggest and the skinny top found extra pleasure in that fact. The remaining few shots of his load squirted up in Louis' chute, filling the broad Welshman with enough pleasure to arouse another exhaling groan of pleasure across Brandon's top lip. "Hmmm, Yanited cum." Louis breathed happily. The footballer eased his cock back half an inch then pushed forward one last time for the wave of pleasure before allowing his whole body to go limp and relax, falling away from Louis' lips while they remained connected within the rugby winger's arse. Louis grinned at Brandon who threw himself back at the pillow, his arm sprawled out behind him. The winger lowered himself back towards Brandon's face and kissed the top again, extending their romantic connection. Brandon couldn't resist Louis, not that he wanted to, and cupping the Welshman's handsome face their tongues resumed dancing while Brandon's cock gradually softened. The footballer's cock was still inside Louis' hole as the pair broke the kiss again. "You've done that a few times before, haven't you?" Louis beamed. "I could say the same about you taking a practically raw cock like that, total madness!" Brandon exclaimed. "Guilty." Louis chuckled. "Mate, I'm impressed, no way I'd take a dick without extra help." Brandon replied. "It's worth it mate." Louis confirmed with a smile whilst down below, Brandon's soft cock popped free of his cum-filled hole. "You think your mates heard anything?" Brandon asked, resuming their chat after a few moments of quiet. "To be honest, they're gonna accuse me of sucking your dick anyway, they know I probably would." Louis shrugged. "Because you're a United fan?" Brandon replied with a hooked eyebrow. "Because I'm a United fan who talks about how great all you guys are all the time, wouldn't need a rocket scientist to work it out." Louis laughed. "Fair play." Brandon nodded. "I won't tell them what happened though." Louis added, wary that Brandon didn't seem as relaxed about the idea. "Don't worry mate, you tell them whatever you want, but to be honest, moment I saw you I hoped you'd want my cock, you're fucking hot." Brandon explained. "Haha, you think?" Louis smiled proudly. "No way I'd win a beauty contest with you, I'm a skinny little runt." Brandon laughed. Louis looked into the United defender's eyes and smiled. "Well runt-boy, that turbo energy and that big dick gave me the best fuck of my life and you weren't even wearing a United shirt." Louis laughed. "Round 2 is a costume party then!" Brandon giggled as Louis fell back into him for another kiss. The pair drifted off peacefully, Brandon acting as a big spoon to the beefy twunk. Waking several hours later Brandon was first to stir. [What time is it?] He thought to himself consulting his watch which had just ticked past 5am. "Hey." Brandon whispered, nudging Louis gently. "Grrr." Louis growled as he slowly regained consciousness. "Sorry mate." Brandon apologised. "I think the coast is clear, do you mind if I slip out?" he continued. Another 5 seconds of waiting while Louis shook the cobwebs out of his mind then looked at Brandon to refocus his eyes on the football stud. Before answering, Louis pulled Brandon in for a kiss, there was no way he would let this opportunity pass without being as close to perfect as possible. "Yeah sure, you wanna grab your stuff?" Louis replied after releasing the cute scally. Slowly dragging himself out of bed, Louis couldn't help but watch Brandon's slim, naked body working away busily to collect his things then dress himself on and finally give him the thumbs up. "Ready?" "Yeah." They whispered. "Thank you mate, I had a great night. "Louis smiled, wrapping his big arms around Brandon for one more hug. "Me too lad." Brandon agreed, resting his head against Louis' broad shoulder. They remained connected for another 10 seconds, just enjoying the feel of each other before Louis finally released Brandon and placed his ear against the door. Carefully opening the door, Louis tiptoed out first to find two of his mates passed out, sleeping in the living room. 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Date: Mon, 27 Nov 2023 06:59:55 +0000
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Devils & Dragons
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Devils & Dragons
Brandon Williams glanced around the boat starstruck, pinching himself at
the many A-listers on show at the Monaco Grand Prix, even as a Premier
League footballer, he wasn't noticed by many. Louis Rees-Zammit however
knew exactly who Brandon was and the moment he recognised the United
full-back, the Gloucester & Wales winger made his way over to the
footballer.
"Holy fuck, Brandon I'm Louis!" The rugby winger beamed introducing
himself. "Hey Louis, you cool mate?" Brandon replied coolly. "Yeah, I'm a
huge United fan, do you mind if we get a selfie?" Louis asked. "Of course
you can mate." Brandon replied, moving into a photogenic pose and beaming
wide. Louis threw his arm around the footballer and smiled into the
camera. "Hold up, lemme get on my tippy toes." Brandon sniggered, teasing
himself as Louis went to take the picture. "Ahhh, you blinked." Louis
giggled. "No shit!" Brandon replied, matching Louis' laughter. The two
sportsmen reset and after three attempts including one where Brandon had
stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes, Louis had his picture to
treasure forever, or until Brandon got sold.
"Who are you here with?" Louis asked. "Just a mate, they were feeling a bit
poorly though, so they went back to the hotel. "Ahhh no." "How about you?"
Brandon replied. "Yeah, I'm with the lads." Louis explained gesturing
towards a small gang of men drinking beer nearby and watching them both
intently. "Sweet, I hope you're having a good time." Brandon smiled. "You
kidding? I'm in Monaco for the F1and I just got a pic with a future United
legend!" Louis chortled. The rugby player's kind words caused Brandon's
face to burn red which fortunately couldn't be seen in the soft evening
twilight. Even after a successful season out on loan at Norwich City,
Brandon was still a long way from earning the chance to become a United
legend and if Louis was as big a fan as he'd claimed then he certainly knew
that.
"Hey lads, look who I found." Louis announced. "Yeah, we saw you whoring
yourself for a picture." His mate teased flashing a sympathetic look
towards Brandon as he spoke. "Yeah, sorry mate." Another one of Louis'
friends apologised as they shook Brandon's hand one by one. The group
welcomed Brandon in seamlessly and generally at Louis' expense, the group
laughed away jovially.
The party continued deep into the night but the excited F1 fan in Louis was
becoming mindful of the time. "Lads, I think we need to head back if we are
going to catch the support races in the morning." He told the group looking
at his watch. "What do you think, one more back at the apartment then bed?"
"Sounds like a plan." Louis' mates discussed. "Coming Brandon?" "Err, yeah
sure. Thanks." He beamed. Finishing their drinks, the group slipped away
from the busy boat and made the short walk back to their rented apartment.
The rowdy lads made plenty of noise as they returned to their hotel,
bumping and barging each other as beer and other substances surged through
their veins. "I'm sorry about the lads, they've had a bit of sniff as
well." Louis moaned apologetically. "Haha, don't worry about it. My boys
are the same " Brandon giggled. "Haha no way." Louis laughed, the pair
sharing a look that said they would both love to try it, but their careers
were too important to risk for a momentary high. "I might not stay up too
long though; they get a bit too much sometimes. You're welcome to sleep in
my room though, can't have you on the couch." Louis smiled. "And where will
you be sleeping?" Brandon replied. "Roll me onto the floor." Louis
chuckled. "Nah, no need for that. I'm sure there's space for both of us."
Brandon grinned, looking incredibly relaxed in Louis' company.
Within moments of their return the flat was bouncing with popular dance
music. The group relaxed, sat down enjoying a beer each as the music boomed
away in the background. Louis and Brandon remained near each other chatting
all things United, giving Brandon the chance to gloat and watch Louis' eyes
go all doughy in awe.
15 minutes later and all swooned out, Louis rose to his feet. "Alright
lads, I'm gonna get some kip, I can't keep up with you lot." The winger
announced leaving the dregs of his can on the table. Brandon looked around
the room and smiled at the group of strangers, "Yeah, I'll probably head in
as well lads. You lot have fun and it was nice meeting you." He beamed
politely to a series of polite nods and raised cans in return.
"Why were your mates apologising to me earlier when you brought me over?"
Brandon asked, stripping down to just his white Calvin Klein boxers. Louis
had been busy clearing the bedside table to give Brandon somewhere to put
his stuff that the sight of Brandon's perfect, smooth, athletic body nearly
made his eyes leap out of their sockets. "I...errr...w...I dunno actually."
Louis stammered. Brandon' skinny body looked lean and toned with a
noticeable bulge in his sexy white CK boxer shorts, [Holy freaking Jesus!]
Louis cursed, his cock thickening instantly. Brandon knew exactly what he
saw, Louis' eyes darted down to his crotch and then around his head but not
looking into Brandon's eyes. "Ahh cool, just mugging you off." Brandon
offered. "Haha yeah." Louis replied feeling his heart rate shoot up then
slow slightly after Brandon's get out of jail free card.
"Which side do you sleep on?" Brandon asked, approaching the bed. "Don't
mind, guest's choice." Louis squeaked trying to talk through an excited
lump in his throat. The footballer jumped in bed and shuffled under the
covers while Louis undressed slowly, making sure he hid his expanding bulge
from view. The Mancunian drank in the sight of Louis' big bulging body and
nodded proudly, [stunning lad] he beamed.
"Night mate." Louis whispered as he climbed into bed alongside one of his
heroes. [Yeah, like fuck I'm letting this opportunity pass.] Brandon told
himself, "Night mate." Brandon lied, turning to hug the strapping young
winger. Louis nuzzled back into Brandon's hug, feeling the warmth of the
footballer's slender body radiating against his back. The Gloucester
winger's heart rate began to rise again, wondering why Brandon's hug was
taking so long, thickening his hard cock again as the excitement of his
naked skin rubbing against Brandon's naked skin returned him to full mast.
"Oh shittt." Louis exhaled as Brandon's hand silently reached around and
located the Welsh lad's boner. "Shh, shh, shhhhh." Brandon hissed
softly. [Yeah Louis, shut the fuck up!] The Welsh rugby star scolded
himself. "Sorry." Louis whispered. "Should I stop?" Brandon checked for
certainty. "Definitely not mate!" Louis replied, nuzzling into Brandon
again. This time Brandon's hand stroked Louis' hard cock through his boxers
while the footballer nipped gently at the strapping lad's smooth neck.
Turning his face, Louis made his lips available to the footballer who
planted a firm kiss while his fingers increased their interest in Louis'
stunning body. The handsome rugby star used one hand to hold Brandon's
smooth chin steady while they kissed passionately and his other hand to
pull the skinny footballer's tight arse cheek, closing the non-existent gap
between their bodies. Imagination was no longer necessary for Louis, he
could feel Brandon's raging through his boxers, pressing his boner between
the crease of Louis' pert arse.
Through his controlling lips, Brandon could feel the strapping winger
falling under his spell, pushing his beefy frame back into Brandon's skinny
body, begging it for more attention. The United defender felt the urge to
push down Louis' boxers and stick his hard cock straight up the muscular
Welshman's juicy arse but a hand on the waistband of his own boxers told
him that he'd been beaten to the punch.
Louis' hole gasped hungrily, begging to be filled with a nice hard cock as
Brandon's lips worked their magic. Pulling the footballer's boxers down,
Louis could hear the clap of Brandon's boner snapping up, slapping against
his toned abs. Ignoring the impact of his cock crashing into his own body,
Brandon sucked even harder at Louis' tongue, desperate to enjoy this
surprise opportunity to the maximum.
Closing his fist around Brandon's uncut cock as they kissed, Louis began to
stroke the footballer gently and felt himself grinning from ear to
ear. Brandon's shaft was longer and thicker than he'd ever imagined,
looking at the skinny footballer he thought Brandon might be packing 5 or 6
inches of meat, but found himself stroking 8 inches of prime Mancunian
sausage. The footballer replied to Louis' stroking fist by easing his body
back and forth in a slow sexual motion. Louis could feel himself throbbing
harder at the thought of Brandon doing this for real. The blonde lad's cock
felt so good as it thickened in his hand, the rugby star could feel his
hole aching to be filled.
"You like to fuck hard don't you." Louis whispered into Brandon's
lips. "Sometimes, slow is good too, don't want you getting in trouble with
your mates." Brandon smiled back at the Welsh lad. "No trouble, but if
we're quiet they won't suspect a thing." Louis explained in a voice that
told Brandon the rugby lad liked to be a bit sneaky. "Nice, I like the
sound of that." "Good." Louis breathed. Releasing Brandon's cock for a
second, the winger grabbed a bottle of lube hidden under his pillow and
eased his boxers down to smear a very modest helping over his hole and then
another one over Brandon's head. "You sure that's enough?" Brandon
smiled. "Plenty, I'd have you raw if we had more time to loosen up." Louis
smiled. "Fucking hot!" Brandon mouthed with the lightest exhale.
Lubed tip pressed itself against lubed ring and holding Brandon's shaft
steady, Louis pushed out and reversed. Even with lube to aid their
unification, Louis remained extremely tight, so tight in fact that as
Brandon's head stretched out the muscular bottom's ring the pair cursed
under their breath in unison. Brandon's raw head made gradual progression
spreading the rugby winger's hole open wide enough until the slightest jolt
told them Brandon's head was now beyond Louis' ring. The bottom clenched
his teeth and pushed out, but Brandon had a different idea. Pulling Louis'
face around the footballer locked their lips together then offered Louis
his tongue while his hips remained firm, easing his cock forward to the
limit Louis' insides would allow.
Sliding his hands along Louis' muscular frame, Brandon studied the winger's
body in awe of the bottom's incredible form. The defender had fucked many a
lean footballer but none of them had as much beef behind them as the Welsh
rugby stud. The extra beef of the 6'3" (1.90m), 90kg (200lbs) was the
perfect cushion in which for Brandon to bury his 8-inch sword and forcing
his hard shaft into Louis with some extra force, the top began to utilise
Louis' perfect frame. The capable bottom could've squealed out in pleasure
as Brandon's cock began to accelerate, adding the friction of movement to
the pleasure of the depth of his penetration. However, remembering his
mates were only in the other room, Louis managed to control himself
although he had no idea how long he could maintain that composure, just
exhaling into Brandon's face as their lips continued to dance romantically.
"Fuck me, your arse is amazing." Brandon breathed, pulling back just far
enough to break their kiss. "My arse? Nothing compared to your big cock
mate, I love it." Louis smiled before launching his face back at Brandon's
for another deep kiss. Every second the full-back's hard cock was buried
within Louis' arse was time the winger's body used to relax a little more,
doing everything he could to accommodate the sexy top. The pumps of the
top's cock remained relatively gentle on `The Brandon Williams scale' of
anal poundings but with the barriers weakening, the footballer's speed
increased accordingly.
Brandon loved to fuck on his side, the angle was perfect for using minimal
energy but getting maximum results. Using his foot and his side to lean on
the bed, the defender raised his arse slightly so that the fabric couldn't
reduce his momentum and squeezing his firm arse cheeks, the horny blonde
slid back and forth within Louis, removing then refilling the bottom 5
inches at a time as he pushed his light brown pubes into Louis' meaty arse.
Brandon's lightweight hips were moving increasingly, quickly and freely,
indulging the sexy young lads in deep, raw anal sex that neither lad could
really believe was happening. Little Brandon knew he was a good-looking
lad, but when it came to being known as a Manchester United star there were
so many players ahead of him on the list of desirables. Clearly Louis was a
die-hard fan because for all the pain he was suffering through the
penetration of Brandon's wonderfully long cock, the bottom had no
complaints. [No pain, no gain!] Louis smiled, taking every shot the skinny
defender had to give his meaty, rugby frame.
The next move from Brandon was the one that Louis had feared but also the
one he'd wanted the most. The top's hand moved from his thigh and located
the rugby winger's meaty cock as it bobbed freely between his legs. "Oh
fuck." Louis moaned with the lightest murmur as Brandon's closed fist began
to slide along his fist in perfect time with his skinny hips. The reality
felt even better than the naughty dreams Louis had imagined of this very
scenario. The stroke of Brandon's fist sent jolts of electricity through
the big bottom's spine, creating the chemical reaction in Louis' brain that
was, in his opinion, the ultimate feeling of pleasure. Then Louis' brain
then sent a wave back down through his horny body to fill his hard cock
with blood and anticipation, ready for another stroke.
Something about holding a bottom's cock as he fucked him made Brandon feel
even more turned by the whole situation. And although Brandon wasn't a size
queen Louis owned a very meaty piece of wood that throbbed happily as the
top's bare cock slid into the rugby lad's firm, tight arse. Unfortunately,
from his vantage point, Brandon couldn't see it but within his mind the
footballer had the perfect image of Louis' cock as he slid the bottom's
foreskin back and forth. The top felt his cock throb involuntarily and as a
result his hips began to speed up.
The increased speed brought a sigh from the Welsh rugby winger and turning
back to look into Brandon's beautiful blue eyes, Louis resumed their tender
kissing. Right now, the hunky bottom was living the dream of every mega
fan, and it felt a million times better than he'd ever imagined! The length
of Brandon's bare cock sliding into the base of his sphincter made the big
man feel weaker to Brandon's will, yearning for more cock every time the
skinny top removed 6 inches of his 8-inch shaft. Louis used his free eye to
scan Brandon's sexy body again, the winger noticing the sleeve tattoo on
his arm which illustrated the footballer's upbringing. [No ball games]
Louis grinned to himself, waiting excitedly for their balls to erupt. The
squeeze of Brandon's grip made the bottom shudder with pleasure, adoring
the muscle tone of his skinny top. Compared to Louis' world of rugby where
they spoke 'properly' with manners and respect, Brandon was a common, edgy
lad and the bottom found that insanely hot.
The footballer's cock combined with the footballer's jerking fist was
becoming too much for Louis who couldn't hold it in any longer. Pushing
Brandon off his lips for a second the bottom managed to breathe, "Brando,
I'm gonna cummm." Before the footballer re-swallowed his tongue without
missing a beat. Louis' breathing had become lighter and faster with the
bottom losing control of his entire body. The footballer felt Louis' cock
harden before recoiling aggressively as he began to shoot. Neither of them
was watching but Louis' cum rocketed across the last few centimetres of
bedsheets and beyond, spraying out across the floor. The intensity of
Louis' orgasm escalated rapidly and with it, the power of his shooting cock
also intensified.
Proud of his achievements, Brandon beamed as he continued to pump away at
Louis' tight hole, stroking the rugby lad's squirting cock while he
repeatedly piled his shaft of hard, scally, Mancunian meat inside the hot
Welsh beef. Brandon too was enjoying every moment of Louis' orgasm as much
as the rugby winger was. Every squirt of Louis' hard cock caused the
bottom's muscular arse to clamp down on Brandon's hard cock, bringing him
closer to his own glorious orgasm. "Your arse is so hot man; I can't hold
on much longer." Brandon panted into Louis' ear. "Cum in me." Louis replied
instantly, excited by the opportunity to have one of his heroes fill his
arse hole with that hot Manchester United seed.
Feeling triggered by Louis' sexy talk, Brandon took things up a gear
ramming deep into Louis' sexy body. The velocity from the top had become
irresistible causing Louis' nuts to fire another long helping of cum over
his messy sheets but this time an involuntary yelp of pleasure emitted from
the big lad's sweet lips. If the lads outside were listening, it would've
been impossible not to hear the smack of Brandon's crotch ramming so hard
into Louis' meaty arse cheeks the shockwaves travelled up to the bottom's
groaning lips.
A dozen deep hard shots, following through to Louis' belly was enough to
bring Brandon his climax and as Louis' heart rate began to decelerate, his
hole began to fill with hot sexy Mancunian milk. The skinny top rammed
himself 8 inches into the bottom and pinned himself there while pressing
his forehead against Louis' neck.
In an instant the animal hunger of two sexy young men had shifted to a
tender moment where Brandon held his bottom close to fully appreciate his
magnificent frame. Louis' own nuts were empty giving him the opportunity to
back up and fully focus on the ejaculating top. The United fan concentrated
on the fulfilling pleasure of Brandon's hard cock swelling to expand his
hole as it fired another shot of creamy Mancunian jizz up into his hungry
belly. The fourth of 10 shots fired up into Louis' chute feeling so
magnificent he needed yet another kiss from the scally top and turning his
head, Louis resumed their embrace by forcing his tongue into Brandon's
quivering mouth.
Of all the people Brandon had cum inside Louis was by far the biggest and
the skinny top found extra pleasure in that fact. The remaining few shots
of his load squirted up in Louis' chute, filling the broad Welshman with
enough pleasure to arouse another exhaling groan of pleasure across
Brandon's top lip. "Hmmm, Yanited cum." Louis breathed happily. The
footballer eased his cock back half an inch then pushed forward one last
time for the wave of pleasure before allowing his whole body to go limp and
relax, falling away from Louis' lips while they remained connected within
the rugby winger's arse.
Louis grinned at Brandon who threw himself back at the pillow, his arm
sprawled out behind him. The winger lowered himself back towards Brandon's
face and kissed the top again, extending their romantic connection. Brandon
couldn't resist Louis, not that he wanted to, and cupping the Welshman's
handsome face their tongues resumed dancing while Brandon's cock gradually
softened. The footballer's cock was still inside Louis' hole as the pair
broke the kiss again. "You've done that a few times before, haven't you?"
Louis beamed. "I could say the same about you taking a practically raw cock
like that, total madness!" Brandon exclaimed. "Guilty." Louis
chuckled. "Mate, I'm impressed, no way I'd take a dick without extra help."
Brandon replied. "It's worth it mate." Louis confirmed with a smile whilst
down below, Brandon's soft cock popped free of his cum-filled hole.
"You think your mates heard anything?" Brandon asked, resuming their chat
after a few moments of quiet. "To be honest, they're gonna accuse me of
sucking your dick anyway, they know I probably would." Louis
shrugged. "Because you're a United fan?" Brandon replied with a hooked
eyebrow. "Because I'm a United fan who talks about how great all you guys
are all the time, wouldn't need a rocket scientist to work it out." Louis
laughed. "Fair play." Brandon nodded. "I won't tell them what happened
though." Louis added, wary that Brandon didn't seem as relaxed about the
idea. "Don't worry mate, you tell them whatever you want, but to be honest,
moment I saw you I hoped you'd want my cock, you're fucking hot." Brandon
explained. "Haha, you think?" Louis smiled proudly. "No way I'd win a
beauty contest with you, I'm a skinny little runt." Brandon laughed. Louis
looked into the United defender's eyes and smiled. "Well runt-boy, that
turbo energy and that big dick gave me the best fuck of my life and you
weren't even wearing a United shirt." Louis laughed. "Round 2 is a costume
party then!" Brandon giggled as Louis fell back into him for another kiss.
The pair drifted off peacefully, Brandon acting as a big spoon to the beefy
twunk. Waking several hours later Brandon was first to stir. [What time is
it?] He thought to himself consulting his watch which had just ticked past
5am. "Hey." Brandon whispered, nudging Louis gently. "Grrr." Louis growled
as he slowly regained consciousness. "Sorry mate." Brandon apologised. "I
think the coast is clear, do you mind if I slip out?" he continued. Another
5 seconds of waiting while Louis shook the cobwebs out of his mind then
looked at Brandon to refocus his eyes on the football stud. Before
answering, Louis pulled Brandon in for a kiss, there was no way he would
let this opportunity pass without being as close to perfect as
possible. "Yeah sure, you wanna grab your stuff?" Louis replied after
releasing the cute scally.
Slowly dragging himself out of bed, Louis couldn't help but watch Brandon's
slim, naked body working away busily to collect his things then dress
himself on and finally give him the thumbs up. "Ready?" "Yeah." They
whispered. "Thank you mate, I had a great night. "Louis smiled, wrapping
his big arms around Brandon for one more hug. "Me too lad." Brandon agreed,
resting his head against Louis' broad shoulder. They remained connected for
another 10 seconds, just enjoying the feel of each other before Louis
finally released Brandon and placed his ear against the door.
Carefully opening the door, Louis tiptoed out first to find two of his
mates passed out, sleeping in the living room. Quickly and quietly, Brandon
followed Louis to the door and out into the cool Monte Carlo night. "Enjoy
the race." He whispered hurriedly. "You too." Louis beamed, peeking his
head out of the door as Brandon headed off only closing the door after the
United defender rounded the corner and disappeared out of sight. The Welsh
winger leant against the door for a few seconds just thinking to himself
how epic a night it had been, then tiptoed back to bed where he lay,
staring at the ceiling with the world's broadest smile. There was no chance
he would get back to sleep tonight. [Monte Carlo 2022, the best holiday I
ever had!]
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/damn-doctor | Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2023 20:40:44 +0000 From: Anon Bucket Subject: Damn Doctor part 1, (Gay Celebrity) Damn Doctor part 1 This is a fictional story that involves consensual sex between people over the age of 18 and does not imply the sexuality of the characters or those who play them. Please donate anything possible to the Nifty Archive http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html These will not be long chapters. "What the..." the 14th Doctor exclaimed upon looking into a mirror, he had just regenerated into a previous face. A face that he hadn't seen in in many years, he examined himself, "Same hair...same body" One part of him had changed as he reached down, "Hmphhhhh that's changed" he grinned feeling the sizable bulge in his skinny trousers, he reached back and squeezed his cheeks, "Soft and bouncy" he laughed grunting as he felt a twinge in his trousers. It had been years since he had seen this face and as he sat on the floor of the Tardis the images of all the people he had been on adventures with during the time he had this face flickered through his mind as he thought of all these people he felt his cock twinge over and over when thinking of certain people and the chance he had missed with them. The Doctor might be this powerful being but at the end of the day he was now a man and a man with needs, he had suppressed his urges for a long time, Truth was the Doctor was a very sexual and sensual Time lord, he didn't care of Gender as long as he could get pleasure and give pleasure he didn't mind. But he kept his sexual side for people he didn't know, people he wasn't close too. One night stands with strangers were the usual and he left once it was over. As he sat there images got faster and faster. This was another chance...another chance not to make the same mistakes again, there were many people he wanted to fuck and be fucked by when he had this face...and he had to see if he can make his dreams a reality. "Might have to wait a second" he sniggered looking down at his massive erection that tented his trousers, "Fuck that's a whopper" he grinned shaking it back and forth as a wet patch appeared on the fabric. The Tardis landed on Earth in 2007. The Doctor stepped out of the Tardis and looked outside, "London...right place...now he should be here somewhere" he chuckled before setting off to look around. He roamed the streets looking at all the posters for "The master" who has just been killed, thoughts back to that time nearly brought a tear to the man's eye. As he looked down at a poster that was under his foot he heard, "DOCTOR...DOCTOR", He smirked and turned around, "Doctor...what's up...you only left yesterday why are you here?" he grinned as standing in front of him was the person he was looking for, "Captain Jack Harkness...good to see you" he smirked as Jack stared back confused before sighing, "You're from the future aren't you...so how long has it been?" The Doctor shrugged, "Ummmm...few years...few different faces...even been a woman...but now I'm back with this face". Jack chuckled, "Wow you look just the same as the Doctor I left a 24 hours ago...same hair...same face..." Jack went wide eyed, "One things changed I see" he muttered as the Doctor looked down at his erection that once again tented his trousers. "Yeah...it just does that now...quite a lot really" he chuckled as Jack chuckled, "Looks pretty impressive" he muttered before whispering, "Wow". The Doctor caught him staring and muttered, "Gotcha". Jack was quickly snapped out of his trance, "Sorry Doc...just daydreaming" he stuttered as The Doctor grinned, "It's alright to stare...it's not been used yet so it's gonna keep doing that". The Doctor surprised even himself with how forward he was, he usually kept talk purely about business but now...his cock was all that mattered. Jack was shocked at the Doctors forwardness and openness about his cock, "Well maybe Doc you need to take care of it". The Doctor stepped closer and took hold of his long thick shaft, "Well Captain Jack...I was hoping that you'd help me out with that". Jack looked nothing but confused, "Doc...what are you...I'm confused", The Doctor grinned as he stood an inch away from the man. He reached out and grabbed Jack's hand placing it on his large bulge grunting as the man instinctively gripped, "I made some mistakes last time I was in this face...One being that I didn't get to fuck that perfect arse of yours Jack...so...what do you say". Jack stared mouth open, "I...I...Ummm", "JACK...YES OR NO" He shouted as Jack shouted in return, "YES...yes...let's do it...Ummm I know a place near here" Jack grinned grabbing the Doctors hand and pulling him down side alley after side alley until they came to a set of public toilets, "Oh Jack not in here...I'm not using this for the first time in a toilet" Jack sighed, "Just get in there" he sighed and as he locked the door he pressed a button and before The Doctor knew it he was rushing under ground, "Secret elevator...nice" he grinned as Jack just smirked. As it stopped the Doctor went wide eyed, it was like a bedroom, "I use this for secret hookups...it had a bathroom and small kitchen over there but this...this is where the action goes down" The Doctor looked at the king sized bed, he hoped it was strong as it was gonna get wild. "So how you wanna do this Doc?" Jack asked as the man just smirked, "Oh I want it all" he grinned as Jack walked closer and closer squeezing his bulge, "You just freshen up...I'll be waiting in here" he grinned. The Doctor walked into the bathroom having a little idea of what Jack meant by freshening up, he quickly removed his coat shirt and tie revealing his slim yet slightly toned body, a smooth chest apart from some hair between his pecs and the pinkest nipples he had ever had, he pulled his trousers down and quickly removed his underwear grunting as his cock slapped his flat stomach. He stood in front of a mirror staring at it. His cock stood at a large 10 inches long and was rather thick, he reached down and pulled his foreskin back revealing a meaty looking pink head, his shaft had small veins and his pubes were straight and Dark brown, his balls hung slightly low and were dusted with brown hair. "Now that's different from last time" he chuckled slowly opening the door. As he walked out he gasped upon seeing that Jack was led on the bed completely naked sporting his own smaller but still impressive 7 inches, Jack smiled at the doctor stroking his cock back and forth, as he saw the man's large appendage he went wide eyed once more, "JESUS CHRIST" he shouted stopping wanking and reaching out gripping the hard shaft making the Doctor sigh in pleasure as he wanked the shaft back and forth, "This is a monster...Can I suck it?" he asked looking up pleadingly as the Doctor grinned, "Sure". Jack opened wide and engulfed the wet dripping head making the Doctor grunt as he felt the man's tongue immediately flick at his head wrapping it around the wet pink head before lapping at the pre-cum that oozed from the man's slit. "Fuck Jack...Yes" Doc moaned slowly thrusting his hips back and forth pushing the head deeper into the man's mouth as Jack looked up at the man who was sighing in pleasure. Jack certainly had a talented throat. As The Doctor looked down he thought to himself, "What type of man am I during sex", he had been intimate with many people but it was only to dull the ache in his balls he was always saving the world there wasn't enough time to enjoy the sex and now as he looked down at the American underneath him he wondered would he be rough would he be loving, he smiled down and decided to let how he was feeling at the time see how he would fuck. He felt his cock hit the back of Jack's throat as he went wide eyed as the cock began to slide down his throat cutting off his air. "Ohhh fuckkkkkk Jack yessss" The Doctor moaned grabbing Jack by the back of the hair and sliding the last 2 inches into his throat thrusting hard watching as his cock bulged inside the man's throat. Jack was pressed against his pubes and as he looked up at the man he thought about all the times they had saved the world together yet right here right now was where he wanted to be all along. From that first meeting he wanted to please the Doctor, hey the 9th Doctor was hot but the 10th and 14th Doctor were the man for him, and as he began to choke he thought to himself that he would please the man no matter what the Doc wanted or how rough he was...he wanted to become the Doctor's cock slut. Doc thrusted himself in and out of Jack's throat making the man cough and splutter before pulling out and pushing Jack on the bed. Doc straddled the man sitting on his chest slapping his cock on the man's cheek his pre-cum shooting up the man's face before he muttered one single word, "Open" As soon as Jack did Doc reached behind his head and pushed forward firing his cock straight Down Jack's tight wet throat. Jack immediately choked but it felt too good the Doctor really didn't care he just pulled the man on and off his cock hard and fast feeling the tightness on his shaft and head as the man made his cock drip with saliva. Doc could feel his pre-cum firing out of his cock and as he thrusted he moaned loudly, part in sheer pleasure but mostly at being able to finally relax after 900 plus years of saving the planet. Doc scooted forward shoving his whole 10 inches into the man's throat, he looked down at the retching tear filled eyes of the man and wiped a tear away licking the salty liquid before grinding up and down a little throwing his head up in pleasure before moaning, "OHH FUCK YESSSSSS" and sliding his cock out of the man's throat. Jack inhaled hard but he didn't have time to rest as all he saw was a pair of large hairy balls lowering themselves into his mouth, "Fuuuuuuuuck yes...fuck Jack...yeahhhh tongue my balls" The Doctor moaned as sensations shot through his fat cock as the man lapped and sucked on his hairy eggs tasting the saltiness of a hard working man he sucked hard and fast licking each egg over and over licking under his balls and..."Ohhhhh...that's different" Doc moaned as Jack slid his tongue against his lightly haired hole, "Ughhhhh wow" Doc moaned as Jack slobbered over his tight newly virgin hole. Doc groaned as Jack licked tentatively around his tight hole, Doctor's cock was solid as a rock leaking pre-cum down ground his hips around baring more weight on the man's face as he was pushed into his hole. Doctor wasn't sure what was happening, he had actually never been rimmed before, but some primal instinct was taking over him as he rammed his arse right into the man's face, "Ughhhh fuck yeah". Doc moaned as Jack slapped the cheeks and licked tentatively around the hole tasting the scent of the pure stud. He began to wank his cock to the thrusts as Jack breathed in hard and rammed his tongue into the hole and began to lick back and forth sticking his tongue in and out of the tight pink rosebud. "Fuck...shit... yes", Doctor moaned clumsily rubbing his cock as the Pre-Cum began to pour from his cock and on to the sea below. Jack was an expert at this and he knew how to make a newbie moan so he just went crazy in the hole ramming his tongue as hard as he could squeezing the cheeks around his face and sucking the hole hard. Jack pulled out briefly licking his lips all he could taste was man ass and he fucking loved it. Jack quickly crashed his tongue hard against the hole making Doctor squeal above him, "Oh god...you're so fucking good at this", Doctor moaned as Jack opened his hole with his tongue exploring deeper than ever before making Doctor's eyes roll back as pre-cum dripped down his hand like a river. Doc bared his weigh down fully and felt Jack's hands pull his cheeks apart as he rubbed his hole with his finger before motorboating the tight hole sending vibrations right up his cock. Doc continued bouncing up and down before standing up..."Right come on then...I'm going to fuck you now alright" but before he had even finished the sentence Jack was on all fours, "Breed me Doc". Doctor knelt on the bed pulling the cheeks apart watching the tight pink hole wink at him, "Here Doc use this" Jack muttered passing him a bottle of lube. Doc opened the bottle and squirted a generous amount onto his cock before reaching down and rubbing the man's hole making it glisten, "Mphhhh fuck yeah Doc" Jack moaned as the man slapped his cock against Jack's tight arsehole, "You ready for this?" he asked as Jack looked back once more, "I've wanted this for a long time now get inside me" Jack grinned. Doc pushed forward his head stabbing at the hole. He pushed harder feeling resistance from the tight hole and just when he thought it wasn't going to fit, "AHHH FUCK" Jack moaned as the large wet head slipped inside his tight ring. This was a new feeling, he had never had a cock this big before so Anal with this cock was going to be different but fucking hell did Jack's hole feel good on his cock, "Come on Doc...fuck me hard" Jack grinned as the man slowly slid inch after inch inside sighing with each wave of pleasure the hole was brining him. Jack was in heaven, this was far from the first cock he had taken but something about it was different it stretched him to where it still hurt like hell but it gave him so much pleasure Jack had his eyes closed, "Fuck so fucking big" he moaned as the man bottomed out his pubes brushing against Jack's ass. Jack moaned as a tear filled his eye. "Should I go slow or fast?" Doctor asked confused as what to do next. Jack looked around, "Fuck me hard ...make it rough". Doctor slapped the man's lightly haired cheek, "Alright if you want it hard you will get it hard...you asked for it" he chuckled. Doctor slowly pulled back, Jack feeling every single inch pulling back until 3 inches was inside left inside and Doctor began to push it back inside beginning a slow and steady rhythm pulling out a couple of inches before pushing it back in, repeating this motion over and over making both men grunt and groan, "Fuck this is a tight bum". Doctor moaned slapping the smooth cheeks making them wobble and Jack grunt. "Feels so good...Fuck me Doc" Jack chuckled. Doctor smirked at Jack before pulling out and slamming in hard making his bollocks bounce and slap against Jack's ass as the bottom pushed back onto the cock as the man thrusted inside making an almighty slapping sound fill the room as both Jack grunted loudly. Doc began to fuck in faster and faster making Jack squeal once more and his cock spurt pre-cum all over the bed. Doctor held himself in there grinding his hips back and forth making his cock circle inside the tight arse. "How's it feeling", Doctor smirked slapping the cheeks once more, Jack slowly raised his head and moaned, "Fuuuuuuuck Doctor... that was unexpected".. Doctor slid the cock out so only the head was in before driving it back into the hole, a loud slapping sounds filling the air as his cum filled balls slapped against Jack making him moan loudly, "You wanted it hard...so you're getting it hard". Jack smirked and winked at Doctor before the top reached under and pulled Jack up so his back was resting on the man's chest. "UHHH YESSSSS DOCTOR" He moaned looking back at the top as he slowly pushed inside. Jack then leant in and pressed his lips against the Top's. The kiss was passionate and saliva filled as the intense feelings sent more blood rushing to the man's cock. He began to thrust harder and harder making Jack squeal into his mouth as the Doctor ran his hands over the man's smooth toned body squeezing his nipples harder and harder. With every twitch of the man's nipples the hole clamped shut making it so tight for the man's fat cock. As he twisted hard one last time the hole went vice like and after a few more thrusts he pulled Jack away and moaned, "I'm gonna blow". Jack went wide eyed, "Oh...ok then" and he quickly slid out before lying on his back, "Fuck me Doc...I wanna see you cum". Doctor slammed his cock back inside grabbing the man's legs using them to slam in hard immediately began a fast fuck, his cock firing inside Jack so fast his balls slapped against his cheeks. His balls tightened up and his knob began to throb inside. As he began to moan. Jack noticed his thrusts becoming erratic so with a smirk he squeezed his hole tight making Doctor' eyes widen and as he thrust inside it began, "fuck...fuCK...FUUUUUCK IM CUMMING" Doctor groaned as his cock began to pump out his thick cum. His legs shook and his eyes were screwed up and his mouth wide open as his cock poured cum inside Jack. Jack was surprised at the sheer amount of cum that was coming out and as Doctor collapsed on top of him Jack counted 9 ropes of cum had been shot inside him. Doctor led on his chest, breathing heavily as he looked up and kissed Jack passionately. As the man slid out cum leaked onto the sheets. He led next to Jack their chests heaving as Jack ran his fingers down the man's chest. "So how was that Doctor?" the man grinned, "Pretty good...What a way to celebrate my regeneration" after a while the sonic screwdriver started to flash, "Oh...oh...OHHHH right I gotta go there's an emergency" he shouted flinging on his clothes as Jack led there in pure sexual bliss. Doc leant over and kissed the man passionately and as he pressed the elevator button Jack shouted, "Fuck me anytime Doc". As he stood there going up he muttered, "Oh I will...oh I will". As he ran to the Tardis he turned off the alert on his screwdriver, it wasn't a real alarm just a fake one when he needed to leave, "Right...Let's go see what else this can do" he chuckled looking down at his bulge which was getting hard again. Thank you for reading...I want the Doctor to both top and bottom in this story so send any ideas to [email protected]. 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Date: Sun, 26 Nov 2023 20:40:44 +0000
From: Anon Bucket <[email protected]>
Subject: Damn Doctor part 1, (Gay Celebrity)
Damn Doctor part 1
This is a fictional story that involves consensual sex between people over
the age of 18 and does not imply the sexuality of the characters or those
who play them.
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These will not be long chapters.
"What the..." the 14th Doctor exclaimed upon looking into a mirror, he had
just regenerated into a previous face. A face that he hadn't seen in in
many years, he examined himself, "Same hair...same body" One part of him
had changed as he reached down, "Hmphhhhh that's changed" he grinned
feeling the sizable bulge in his skinny trousers, he reached back and
squeezed his cheeks, "Soft and bouncy" he laughed grunting as he felt a
twinge in his trousers. It had been years since he had seen this face and
as he sat on the floor of the Tardis the images of all the people he had
been on adventures with during the time he had this face flickered through
his mind as he thought of all these people he felt his cock twinge over and
over when thinking of certain people and the chance he had missed with
them. The Doctor might be this powerful being but at the end of the day he
was now a man and a man with needs, he had suppressed his urges for a long
time, Truth was the Doctor was a very sexual and sensual Time lord, he
didn't care of Gender as long as he could get pleasure and give pleasure he
didn't mind. But he kept his sexual side for people he didn't know, people
he wasn't close too. One night stands with strangers were the usual and he
left once it was over. As he sat there images got faster and faster. This
was another chance...another chance not to make the same mistakes again,
there were many people he wanted to fuck and be fucked by when he had this
face...and he had to see if he can make his dreams a reality. "Might have
to wait a second" he sniggered looking down at his massive erection that
tented his trousers, "Fuck that's a whopper" he grinned shaking it back and
forth as a wet patch appeared on the fabric.
The Tardis landed on Earth in 2007. The Doctor stepped out of the Tardis
and looked outside, "London...right place...now he should be here
somewhere" he chuckled before setting off to look around. He roamed the
streets looking at all the posters for "The master" who has just been
killed, thoughts back to that time nearly brought a tear to the man's
eye. As he looked down at a poster that was under his foot he heard,
"DOCTOR...DOCTOR", He smirked and turned around, "Doctor...what's up...you
only left yesterday why are you here?" he grinned as standing in front of
him was the person he was looking for, "Captain Jack Harkness...good to see
you" he smirked as Jack stared back confused before sighing, "You're from
the future aren't you...so how long has it been?" The Doctor shrugged,
"Ummmm...few years...few different faces...even been a woman...but now I'm
back with this face". Jack chuckled, "Wow you look just the same as the
Doctor I left a 24 hours ago...same hair...same face..." Jack went wide
eyed, "One things changed I see" he muttered as the Doctor looked down at
his erection that once again tented his trousers. "Yeah...it just does that
now...quite a lot really" he chuckled as Jack chuckled, "Looks pretty
impressive" he muttered before whispering, "Wow". The Doctor caught him
staring and muttered, "Gotcha". Jack was quickly snapped out of his trance,
"Sorry Doc...just daydreaming" he stuttered as The Doctor grinned, "It's
alright to stare...it's not been used yet so it's gonna keep doing
that". The Doctor surprised even himself with how forward he was, he
usually kept talk purely about business but now...his cock was all that
mattered. Jack was shocked at the Doctors forwardness and openness about
his cock, "Well maybe Doc you need to take care of it". The Doctor stepped
closer and took hold of his long thick shaft, "Well Captain Jack...I was
hoping that you'd help me out with that". Jack looked nothing but confused,
"Doc...what are you...I'm confused", The Doctor grinned as he stood an inch
away from the man. He reached out and grabbed Jack's hand placing it on his
large bulge grunting as the man instinctively gripped, "I made some
mistakes last time I was in this face...One being that I didn't get to fuck
that perfect arse of yours Jack...so...what do you say". Jack stared mouth
open, "I...I...Ummm", "JACK...YES OR NO" He shouted as Jack shouted in
return, "YES...yes...let's do it...Ummm I know a place near here" Jack
grinned grabbing the Doctors hand and pulling him down side alley after
side alley until they came to a set of public toilets, "Oh Jack not in
here...I'm not using this for the first time in a toilet" Jack sighed,
"Just get in there" he sighed and as he locked the door he pressed a button
and before The Doctor knew it he was rushing under ground, "Secret
elevator...nice" he grinned as Jack just smirked. As it stopped the Doctor
went wide eyed, it was like a bedroom, "I use this for secret hookups...it
had a bathroom and small kitchen over there but this...this is where the
action goes down" The Doctor looked at the king sized bed, he hoped it was
strong as it was gonna get wild. "So how you wanna do this Doc?" Jack asked
as the man just smirked, "Oh I want it all" he grinned as Jack walked
closer and closer squeezing his bulge, "You just freshen up...I'll be
waiting in here" he grinned.
The Doctor walked into the bathroom having a little idea of what Jack meant
by freshening up, he quickly removed his coat shirt and tie revealing his
slim yet slightly toned body, a smooth chest apart from some hair between
his pecs and the pinkest nipples he had ever had, he pulled his trousers
down and quickly removed his underwear grunting as his cock slapped his
flat stomach. He stood in front of a mirror staring at it. His cock stood
at a large 10 inches long and was rather thick, he reached down and pulled
his foreskin back revealing a meaty looking pink head, his shaft had small
veins and his pubes were straight and Dark brown, his balls hung slightly
low and were dusted with brown hair. "Now that's different from last time"
he chuckled slowly opening the door. As he walked out he gasped upon seeing
that Jack was led on the bed completely naked sporting his own smaller but
still impressive 7 inches, Jack smiled at the doctor stroking his cock back
and forth, as he saw the man's large appendage he went wide eyed once more,
"JESUS CHRIST" he shouted stopping wanking and reaching out gripping the
hard shaft making the Doctor sigh in pleasure as he wanked the shaft back
and forth, "This is a monster...Can I suck it?" he asked looking up
pleadingly as the Doctor grinned, "Sure". Jack opened wide and engulfed the
wet dripping head making the Doctor grunt as he felt the man's tongue
immediately flick at his head wrapping it around the wet pink head before
lapping at the pre-cum that oozed from the man's slit. "Fuck Jack...Yes"
Doc moaned slowly thrusting his hips back and forth pushing the head deeper
into the man's mouth as Jack looked up at the man who was sighing in
pleasure. Jack certainly had a talented throat. As The Doctor looked down
he thought to himself, "What type of man am I during sex", he had been
intimate with many people but it was only to dull the ache in his balls he
was always saving the world there wasn't enough time to enjoy the sex and
now as he looked down at the American underneath him he wondered would he
be rough would he be loving, he smiled down and decided to let how he was
feeling at the time see how he would fuck. He felt his cock hit the back of
Jack's throat as he went wide eyed as the cock began to slide down his
throat cutting off his air. "Ohhh fuckkkkkk Jack yessss" The Doctor moaned
grabbing Jack by the back of the hair and sliding the last 2 inches into
his throat thrusting hard watching as his cock bulged inside the man's
throat. Jack was pressed against his pubes and as he looked up at the man
he thought about all the times they had saved the world together yet right
here right now was where he wanted to be all along. From that first meeting
he wanted to please the Doctor, hey the 9th Doctor was hot but the 10th and
14th Doctor were the man for him, and as he began to choke he thought to
himself that he would please the man no matter what the Doc wanted or how
rough he was...he wanted to become the Doctor's cock slut.
Doc thrusted himself in and out of Jack's throat making the man cough and
splutter before pulling out and pushing Jack on the bed. Doc straddled the
man sitting on his chest slapping his cock on the man's cheek his pre-cum
shooting up the man's face before he muttered one single word, "Open" As
soon as Jack did Doc reached behind his head and pushed forward firing his
cock straight Down Jack's tight wet throat. Jack immediately choked but it
felt too good the Doctor really didn't care he just pulled the man on and
off his cock hard and fast feeling the tightness on his shaft and head as
the man made his cock drip with saliva. Doc could feel his pre-cum firing
out of his cock and as he thrusted he moaned loudly, part in sheer pleasure
but mostly at being able to finally relax after 900 plus years of saving
the planet. Doc scooted forward shoving his whole 10 inches into the man's
throat, he looked down at the retching tear filled eyes of the man and
wiped a tear away licking the salty liquid before grinding up and down a
little throwing his head up in pleasure before moaning, "OHH FUCK YESSSSSS"
and sliding his cock out of the man's throat. Jack inhaled hard but he
didn't have time to rest as all he saw was a pair of large hairy balls
lowering themselves into his mouth, "Fuuuuuuuuck yes...fuck Jack...yeahhhh
tongue my balls" The Doctor moaned as sensations shot through his fat cock
as the man lapped and sucked on his hairy eggs tasting the saltiness of a
hard working man he sucked hard and fast licking each egg over and over
licking under his balls and..."Ohhhhh...that's different" Doc moaned as
Jack slid his tongue against his lightly haired hole, "Ughhhhh wow" Doc
moaned as Jack slobbered over his tight newly virgin hole. Doc groaned as
Jack licked tentatively around his tight hole, Doctor's cock was solid as a
rock leaking pre-cum down ground his hips around baring more weight on the
man's face as he was pushed into his hole. Doctor wasn't sure what was
happening, he had actually never been rimmed before, but some primal
instinct was taking over him as he rammed his arse right into the man's
face, "Ughhhh fuck yeah". Doc moaned as Jack slapped the cheeks and licked
tentatively around the hole tasting the scent of the pure stud. He began to
wank his cock to the thrusts as Jack breathed in hard and rammed his tongue
into the hole and began to lick back and forth sticking his tongue in and
out of the tight pink rosebud. "Fuck...shit... yes", Doctor moaned clumsily
rubbing his cock as the Pre-Cum began to pour from his cock and on to the
sea below. Jack was an expert at this and he knew how to make a newbie moan
so he just went crazy in the hole ramming his tongue as hard as he could
squeezing the cheeks around his face and sucking the hole hard. Jack pulled
out briefly licking his lips all he could taste was man ass and he fucking
loved it. Jack quickly crashed his tongue hard against the hole making
Doctor squeal above him, "Oh god...you're so fucking good at this", Doctor
moaned as Jack opened his hole with his tongue exploring deeper than ever
before making Doctor's eyes roll back as pre-cum dripped down his hand like
a river. Doc bared his weigh down fully and felt Jack's hands pull his
cheeks apart as he rubbed his hole with his finger before motorboating the
tight hole sending vibrations right up his cock. Doc continued bouncing up
and down before standing up..."Right come on then...I'm going to fuck you
now alright" but before he had even finished the sentence Jack was on all
fours, "Breed me Doc".
Doctor knelt on the bed pulling the cheeks apart watching the tight pink
hole wink at him, "Here Doc use this" Jack muttered passing him a bottle of
lube. Doc opened the bottle and squirted a generous amount onto his cock
before reaching down and rubbing the man's hole making it glisten, "Mphhhh
fuck yeah Doc" Jack moaned as the man slapped his cock against Jack's tight
arsehole, "You ready for this?" he asked as Jack looked back once more,
"I've wanted this for a long time now get inside me" Jack grinned. Doc
pushed forward his head stabbing at the hole. He pushed harder feeling
resistance from the tight hole and just when he thought it wasn't going to
fit, "AHHH FUCK" Jack moaned as the large wet head slipped inside his tight
ring. This was a new feeling, he had never had a cock this big before so
Anal with this cock was going to be different but fucking hell did Jack's
hole feel good on his cock, "Come on Doc...fuck me hard" Jack grinned as
the man slowly slid inch after inch inside sighing with each wave of
pleasure the hole was brining him. Jack was in heaven, this was far from
the first cock he had taken but something about it was different it
stretched him to where it still hurt like hell but it gave him so much
pleasure
Jack had his eyes closed, "Fuck so fucking big" he moaned as the man
bottomed out his pubes brushing against Jack's ass. Jack moaned as a tear
filled his eye. "Should I go slow or fast?" Doctor asked confused as what
to do next. Jack looked around, "Fuck me hard ...make it rough". Doctor
slapped the man's lightly haired cheek, "Alright if you want it hard you
will get it hard...you asked for it" he chuckled. Doctor slowly pulled
back, Jack feeling every single inch pulling back until 3 inches was inside
left inside and Doctor began to push it back inside beginning a slow and
steady rhythm pulling out a couple of inches before pushing it back in,
repeating this motion over and over making both men grunt and groan, "Fuck
this is a tight bum". Doctor moaned slapping the smooth cheeks making them
wobble and Jack grunt. "Feels so good...Fuck me Doc" Jack chuckled. Doctor
smirked at Jack before pulling out and slamming in hard making his bollocks
bounce and slap against Jack's ass as the bottom pushed back onto the cock
as the man thrusted inside making an almighty slapping sound fill the room
as both Jack grunted loudly. Doc began to fuck in faster and faster making
Jack squeal once more and his cock spurt pre-cum all over the bed. Doctor
held himself in there grinding his hips back and forth making his cock
circle inside the tight arse. "How's it feeling", Doctor smirked slapping
the cheeks once more, Jack slowly raised his head and moaned, "Fuuuuuuuck
Doctor... that was unexpected".. Doctor slid the cock out so only the head
was in before driving it back into the hole, a loud slapping sounds filling
the air as his cum filled balls slapped against Jack making him moan
loudly, "You wanted it hard...so you're getting it hard". Jack smirked and
winked at Doctor before the top reached under and pulled Jack up so his
back was resting on the man's chest. "UHHH YESSSSS DOCTOR" He moaned
looking back at the top as he slowly pushed inside. Jack then leant in and
pressed his lips against the Top's. The kiss was passionate and saliva
filled as the intense feelings sent more blood rushing to the man's
cock. He began to thrust harder and harder making Jack squeal into his
mouth as the Doctor ran his hands over the man's smooth toned body
squeezing his nipples harder and harder. With every twitch of the man's
nipples the hole clamped shut making it so tight for the man's fat cock. As
he twisted hard one last time the hole went vice like and after a few more
thrusts he pulled Jack away and moaned, "I'm gonna blow".
Jack went wide eyed, "Oh...ok then" and he quickly slid out before lying on
his back, "Fuck me Doc...I wanna see you cum". Doctor slammed his cock back
inside grabbing the man's legs using them to slam in hard immediately began
a fast fuck, his cock firing inside Jack so fast his balls slapped against
his cheeks. His balls tightened up and his knob began to throb inside. As
he began to moan. Jack noticed his thrusts becoming erratic so with a smirk
he squeezed his hole tight making Doctor' eyes widen and as he thrust
inside it began, "fuck...fuCK...FUUUUUCK IM CUMMING" Doctor groaned as his
cock began to pump out his thick cum. His legs shook and his eyes were
screwed up and his mouth wide open as his cock poured cum inside Jack. Jack
was surprised at the sheer amount of cum that was coming out and as Doctor
collapsed on top of him Jack counted 9 ropes of cum had been shot inside
him. Doctor led on his chest, breathing heavily as he looked up and kissed
Jack passionately. As the man slid out cum leaked onto the sheets. He led
next to Jack their chests heaving as Jack ran his fingers down the man's
chest. "So how was that Doctor?" the man grinned, "Pretty good...What a way
to celebrate my regeneration" after a while the sonic screwdriver started
to flash, "Oh...oh...OHHHH right I gotta go there's an emergency" he
shouted flinging on his clothes as Jack led there in pure sexual bliss. Doc
leant over and kissed the man passionately and as he pressed the elevator
button Jack shouted, "Fuck me anytime Doc". As he stood there going up he
muttered, "Oh I will...oh I will". As he ran to the Tardis he turned off
the alert on his screwdriver, it wasn't a real alarm just a fake one when
he needed to leave, "Right...Let's go see what else this can do" he
chuckled looking down at his bulge which was getting hard again.
Thank you for reading...I want the Doctor to both top and bottom in this
story so send any ideas to [email protected]. Suggested people
need to be from Series 2-4 of the reboot as to fit in with David Tennant
being the Doctor
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/odell-big-welcome | Date: Sat, 7 Oct 2023 22:11:29 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Odell Big Welcome Baltimore Ravens Quarterback Lamar Jackson were tossing the football around, practicing some route running. They had been practicing for the last three hours and Odell looked a little tired. Lamar looked around for a moment. He noticed that no one was around. "Oh, that's right," Lamar thought. "We have the field all to ourselves. That gave him an idea. He began to take off his pads and jersey. "What are you doing, man?" Odell asked, very confused. "What does it look like?" Lamar said. "It's hot as fuck! I'm taking off some of these hot clothes." Then he began to take off his pants. "Are you crazy?" Odell asked, freaking out a little. "What if someone sees you?" "I do not care." Lamar said. "It is just too damn hot!" Odell was really conflicted. It was hot but he didn't want to get in trouble with his new team. "Are you chicken?" Lamar asked. "No! I ain't chicken!" Odell said. Lamar looked as if he didn't believe him. "Then take them clothes off." Lamar said. Odell hesitated. "I knew you were chicken!" Lamar said with a grin. "I ain't chicken!" Odell repeated. "I just ain't trying to get in trouble with the higher ups." "You won't get in trouble." Lamar tried to reassure him. "Alright," Odel said. "Fine!" Odell stripped down to a leopard print thong and Lamar's mouth dropped open! Lamar walked over to Odell and said, "I just gotta touch them cakes!" He looked at Odell and Odell just shrugged his shoulders and said, "Go ahead." Lamar got a tight grip on Odell's booty meat. "Damn! That's some real nice booty meat you got there." Odell smiled and said, "Now, you gotta let me touch that third leg." "It was only fair." Lamar thought to himself. "You take it out." He said. "say what?" Odell said. "You heard me." Lamar said. "I said, you take it out." Odell looked around for a minute. Then he opened Lamar's jockstrap and reached in and pulled out Lamar's dick! "DAMN!" Odell said. He licked his lips as he stared at what had to be a ten inch dick. It was not only long, it was hella thick! Odell licked his lips. Lamar shook his dick back and forth, which made his dick slap against his thighs. That really turned Odell on. Odell reached back and played with his hole as he watched Lamar shake his dick at him. "Why don't you get down on your knees," Lamar said. "And give it a taste." Odell slowly got down on his knees and gently grabbed Lamar's dick. He stroked it slowly. "Come on!" Lamar said impatiently. "Put it in your mouth already!" Lamar wasn't usually this impatient but, he'd heard around the league about how hot Odell's mouth was. He wanted to see what the fuss was about. When Odell took Lamar's dick into his mouth, Lamar finally understood. Odell's mouth was so hot and warm, it reminded Lamar of a wet pussy. "Mmmm! Your mouth is something else, man!" Odell slowly sucked on Lamar's dick, getting him real hot. "Fuck!" Lamar cursed. He grabbed Odell by his hair, holding him into position. "Suck this dick, man. Suck this big dick!" Lamar slid his dick in and out of Odell's wet mouth. "Fuck!" He face fucked Odell's mouth like he fucked down a woman's pussy. "So soft and wet! God damn!" Lamar could feel his dick starting to throb. "I need to get up in that ass!" Odell got down on the ground on all fours. As Lamar got walked behind him, Lamar slapped Odell's thick ass cheeks. "Oh shit!" Odell exclaimed as he wiggled his ass. "Do that again! Smack my ass!" SLAP! SLAP! Odell was really getting hot now. He wiggled his ass as Lamar got down behind him. Then Lamar roughly spread Odell's ass cheeks wide apart. "Odell, you got a real pretty hole, my brotha!" Odell just chuckled. Lamar slid his tongue up Odell's hole. "Fuck!" Odell cried out. "Mmmmmm!" Lamar bit Odell's ass lips. "Oooh!" Odell exclaimed. Lamar slid his tongue up Odell's musty hole. "Oooh, fuck!" Odell tried to crawl away. SLAP! Odell turned his head looking at Lamar. "Where do you think you're going?" Lamar asked. "Keep that ass still!" Lamar continued to eat out Odell's fine ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Odell cried out. "MMMMMMM! OOOH GODDD! SSSHHHIIITTT!" Odell's body trembled with every lick and nibble. "Please.... I can't take no more!" Lamar stroked his dick as he slid his middle finger up Odell's booty. Odell's ass lips tightened around Lamar's finger. "Damn!" Lamar bellowed. "This ass is real tight. I think it's time!" He stroked his dick one las time and shoved his dick up Odell's hole. "OH FUCK!" Odell roared. "Your dick is huge, man! Feels like a damn bratwurst up my ass!" Lamar just smiled and said, "You ain't felt nothing yet!" Lamar began to brutally piston fuck Odell's hole. "GOD DAMN!" Odell cried out. "MMMMM!" Immediately, He backed his ass up on the dick. "Yea, that's it!" Lamar said excitedly. "Come get this dick!" SLAP! SLAP! "Fuck me!" Odell cried out. He was getting real turned on. "Don't worry." Lamar said with an evil grin. "I'mma beat the breaks off this ass!" Lamar pulled out of Odell's ass and said, "Get on your back with your legs in the air!" Odell immediately did as he was told. Then Lamar reached down and played with his boi pussy, sticking his finger in and out of it. "Ooh, it's nice and wet!" He said. He slid his dick back up in Odell's asshole. "Shit!" Odell cried out. To Odell, it felt like Lamar's dick had gotten bigger. "What manner of sorcery is this!" he thought to himself. Lamar piston fucked Odell's hole like he was a man possessed. Odell's eyes got real wide. Lamar's dick was deep up Odell's ass; it felt like it had gone deeper than anyone else ever had! As he fucked Odell, Lamar noticed Odell's hard nipples. He reached down and caressed Odell's nipples, making Odell squirm. "No...." Odell moaned softly. "Not that." "Relax, man." Lamar said soothingly. "Just give into the pleasure." "No." Odell said, trying to keep his wits about him. "I can't." "Yes, you can." Lamar insisted as he continued to play with Odell's smooth, beefy nipples. Odell tried to resist but, Lamar touch felt so magical, so freeing. Lamar piston fucked Odell's hole, making Odell moan with pleasure. "Mmmm." Odell moaned as Lamar mercilessly rammed his dick up Odell's hole. "My ass! Fuck!" Odell's toes curled as Lamar continued his assault on Odell's ass. "God damn!" "Ooh, baby, this ass feels so good!" Lamar said. "I'm gonna tear down this ass!" Odell's eyes rolled into the back of his head. Then, suddenly, Lamar bent down and bit Odell's ample bosom. "Oh SHIT!" Odell cried out. As Lamar continued his assault on Odell's booty, he grabbed Odell's foot and sucked on his toes. "Oh my God, man! Not my toes! Help!" "Ain't nobody coming to save you." Lamar said. "This ass is all mine!" He continued to suck on Odell's toes. Odell tried to get up, but Lamar pushed him back down. "Naw, man. Lay your ass back down. You aren't going anywhere till I nut!" He fucked Odell's sweet hole like it was gonna be the last hole he'd ever be in again! Suddenly, wave after wave of pleasure washed over Odell. "Mmmm." He moaned happily. "Fuck... My ass!" "I hope he knows what he's saying." Lamar thought. He fucked Odell harder and faster. "JESUS!" Odell cried out. "Splitting my ass in two!" "I told you I was gonna fuck you silly." Lamar said. Those weren't his exact words but, he was close. Odell felt Lamar's dick all the way up in his guts! As Lamar continued to fuck Odell, he bent down and kissed the man on the lips. Odell kissed him back. Then Odell and Lamar switched places with Odell laying on top of Lamar. Lamar continued to fuck Odell's hole. Lamar grabbed Odell's ass cheeks and said, "I got them ass cheeks!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Why don't you ride this dick." Odell quickly got into position. He began to ride that dick. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Ride `em, cowboy!" Lamar acted like a wild stallion, trying to buck Odell off. Odell held on for dear life! "OH SHIT!" Odell cried out. "I'M CUMMIN'!" Before Lamar knew what was happening, Odell shot his load all over his face! "Oh shit!" Odell said, shocked. "I'm sorry!" He looked into Lamar's eyes. Then Odell tried to get off Lamar and run. He only made it five yards before Lamar tackled him and knocked him to the ground. "Where do you think you're going?" Lamar asked. He reached for his undershirt. Then he grabbed Odell's arms. Lamar put Odell's arms behind his back and tied them together. "I ain't done with you, yet!" Lamar got up and looked at Odell, all tied up and helpless. He straddled Odell's body and began to stroke his hard dick. "Mmmm." He moaned. "Please," Odell begged. "Don't do this!" "I'm gonna do this," Lamar said. "Then I'm gonna walk you into the locker room butter ball naked with cum on your face." That thought made Lamar stroke his dick faster and faster. Suddenly, "FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Lamar sprayed his cum all over Odell's face and chest. Lamar was wiped out. When Lamar saw his cum all over Odell's face, he smiled. "Odell, are you ticklish, man?" He asked. "What!" Odell exclaimed. "N-no!" Lamar sensed that Odell was lying. "You lying, man?" Lamar asked. "Um, no." Odell said, lying through his teeth. "Well, We'll see in a second." Lamar said. He slid down to Odell's feet. "Get away from my feet, man!" Odell barked. Then Lamar slid his fingers up and down Odell's big feet, causing Odell to scream with laughter! "HAHAHAHA!" Odell laughed. "STOP! HAHAHAHA! PLEASE!" Lamar stopped and asked, "Odell, What are you willing to do to make me stop?" "Anything!" Odell exclaimed as he tried to catch his breath. "Anything you want!" "Even walk into the locker room butt naked?" Lamar asked. "Woth cum still on your face?" At first, Lamar thought he saw a grin on Odell's face. When Odell saw Lamar looking at him, he turned the smile into a frown. "Why I gotta do that?" Odell asked, trying not to grin. "Cause I know you want to." Lamar said. "Anyway, For the next month, you're also gonna be my sex slave." Again, Odell tried to hide a grin. "Even if I want to have sex in the middle of practice, you're gonna do it." Odell agreed and Lamar helped him up. Then they walked into the building. When they walked into the locker room, the other players hooted and hollered. Rashod Bateman, Baltimore's wide receiver slapped Odell on the ass. Everybody grabbed or slapped Odell's ass. Then Lamar noticed someone was missing. He looked over in the corner of the locker room and saw Baltimore's newest rookie, Zay Flowers. "Oh shit." Mar thought to himself. Then he turned to Jadeveon Clowney. "Man, please make sure everyone gets top play with Odell's ass." He said. "Even the coaches. I gotta go take care of something." Jadeveon grabbed Odell and dragged him through the entire locker room. Meanwhile, Lamar walked over to Zay. He looked pissed. "Yea, I know." He said. "I promised to fuck you yesterday and I didn't. I'm sorry." Zay still wouldn't look at him. Lamar grabbed Zay's face and made him look up at him. "I'm gonna fuck you next. I promise." "When?" Zay asked. Lamar looked around. Everyone was concentrating on Odell. "Right now." Lamar said. He roughly turned Zay around, grabbed the man's hands, and tied them behind his back. Then he lifted him over his shoulder. "Where are you taking me?" Zay asked. Lamar chuckled and said, "Where no one will hear the screams!" The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sat, 7 Oct 2023 22:11:29 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Odell Big Welcome
Baltimore Ravens Quarterback Lamar Jackson were tossing the football
around, practicing some route running. They had been practicing for the
last three hours and Odell looked a little tired. Lamar looked around
for a moment. He noticed that no one was around. "Oh, that's right,"
Lamar thought. "We have the field all to ourselves. That gave him an
idea. He began to take off his pads and jersey.
"What are you doing, man?" Odell asked, very confused. "What does it
look like?" Lamar said. "It's hot as fuck! I'm taking off some of
these hot clothes." Then he began to take off his pants. "Are you
crazy?" Odell asked, freaking out a little. "What if someone sees
you?" "I do not care." Lamar said. "It is just too damn hot!"
Odell was really conflicted. It was hot but he didn't want to get in
trouble with his new team.
"Are you chicken?" Lamar asked. "No! I ain't chicken!" Odell
said. Lamar looked as if he didn't believe him. "Then take them
clothes off." Lamar said. Odell hesitated. "I knew you were
chicken!" Lamar said with a grin. "I ain't chicken!" Odell repeated.
"I just ain't trying to get in trouble with the higher ups." "You
won't get in trouble." Lamar tried to reassure him. "Alright," Odel
said. "Fine!"
Odell stripped down to a leopard print thong and Lamar's mouth dropped
open! Lamar walked over to Odell and said, "I just gotta touch them
cakes!" He looked at Odell and Odell just shrugged his shoulders and
said, "Go ahead." Lamar got a tight grip on Odell's booty meat.
"Damn! That's some real nice booty meat you got there." Odell smiled
and said, "Now, you gotta let me touch that third leg."
"It was only fair." Lamar thought to himself. "You take it out." He
said. "say what?" Odell said. "You heard me." Lamar said. "I said,
you take it out." Odell looked around for a minute. Then he opened
Lamar's jockstrap and reached in and pulled out Lamar's dick!
"DAMN!" Odell said. He licked his lips as he stared at what had to be
a ten inch dick. It was not only long, it was hella thick! Odell licked
his lips. Lamar shook his dick back and forth, which made his dick slap
against his thighs. That really turned Odell on. Odell reached back and
played with his hole as he watched Lamar shake his dick at him. "Why
don't you get down on your knees," Lamar said. "And give it a taste."
Odell slowly got down on his knees and gently grabbed Lamar's dick. He
stroked it slowly. "Come on!" Lamar said impatiently. "Put it in your
mouth already!" Lamar wasn't usually this impatient but, he'd heard
around the league about how hot Odell's mouth was. He wanted to see
what the fuss was about. When Odell took Lamar's dick into his mouth,
Lamar finally understood. Odell's mouth was so hot and warm, it
reminded Lamar of a wet pussy. "Mmmm! Your mouth is something else,
man!"
Odell slowly sucked on Lamar's dick, getting him real hot. "Fuck!"
Lamar cursed. He grabbed Odell by his hair, holding him into position.
"Suck this dick, man. Suck this big dick!" Lamar slid his dick in and
out of Odell's wet mouth. "Fuck!" He face fucked Odell's mouth like
he fucked down a woman's pussy. "So soft and wet! God damn!" Lamar
could feel his dick starting to throb. "I need to get up in that ass!"
Odell got down on the ground on all fours. As Lamar got walked behind
him, Lamar slapped Odell's thick ass cheeks. "Oh shit!" Odell
exclaimed as he wiggled his ass. "Do that again! Smack my ass!" SLAP!
SLAP! Odell was really getting hot now. He wiggled his ass as Lamar got
down behind him. Then Lamar roughly spread Odell's ass cheeks wide
apart. "Odell, you got a real pretty hole, my brotha!" Odell just
chuckled. Lamar slid his tongue up Odell's hole. "Fuck!" Odell cried
out. "Mmmmmm!"
Lamar bit Odell's ass lips. "Oooh!" Odell exclaimed. Lamar slid his
tongue up Odell's musty hole. "Oooh, fuck!" Odell tried to crawl
away. SLAP! Odell turned his head looking at Lamar. "Where do you
think you're going?" Lamar asked. "Keep that ass still!" Lamar
continued to eat out Odell's fine ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Odell cried out.
"MMMMMMM! OOOH GODDD! SSSHHHIIITTT!" Odell's body trembled with
every lick and nibble. "Please.... I can't take no more!"
Lamar stroked his dick as he slid his middle finger up Odell's booty.
Odell's ass lips tightened around Lamar's finger. "Damn!" Lamar
bellowed. "This ass is real tight. I think it's time!" He stroked
his dick one las time and shoved his dick up Odell's hole. "OH FUCK!"
Odell roared. "Your dick is huge, man! Feels like a damn bratwurst up
my ass!" Lamar just smiled and said, "You ain't felt nothing yet!"
Lamar began to brutally piston fuck Odell's hole. "GOD DAMN!" Odell
cried out. "MMMMM!" Immediately, He backed his ass up on the dick.
"Yea, that's it!" Lamar said excitedly. "Come get this dick!" SLAP!
SLAP! "Fuck me!" Odell cried out. He was getting real turned on.
"Don't worry." Lamar said with an evil grin. "I'mma beat the breaks
off this ass!"
Lamar pulled out of Odell's ass and said, "Get on your back with your
legs in the air!" Odell immediately did as he was told. Then Lamar
reached down and played with his boi pussy, sticking his finger in and
out of it. "Ooh, it's nice and wet!" He said. He slid his dick back
up in Odell's asshole. "Shit!" Odell cried out. To Odell, it felt
like Lamar's dick had gotten bigger. "What manner of sorcery is
this!" he thought to himself. Lamar piston fucked Odell's hole like he
was a man possessed. Odell's eyes got real wide. Lamar's dick was
deep up Odell's ass; it felt like it had gone deeper than anyone else
ever had!
As he fucked Odell, Lamar noticed Odell's hard nipples. He reached down
and caressed Odell's nipples, making Odell squirm. "No...." Odell
moaned softly. "Not that." "Relax, man." Lamar said soothingly.
"Just give into the pleasure." "No." Odell said, trying to keep his
wits about him. "I can't." "Yes, you can." Lamar insisted as he
continued to play with Odell's smooth, beefy nipples. Odell tried to
resist but, Lamar touch felt so magical, so freeing.
Lamar piston fucked Odell's hole, making Odell moan with pleasure.
"Mmmm." Odell moaned as Lamar mercilessly rammed his dick up Odell's
hole. "My ass! Fuck!" Odell's toes curled as Lamar continued his
assault on Odell's ass. "God damn!" "Ooh, baby, this ass feels so
good!" Lamar said. "I'm gonna tear down this ass!" Odell's eyes
rolled into the back of his head. Then, suddenly, Lamar bent down and
bit Odell's ample bosom. "Oh SHIT!" Odell cried out. As Lamar
continued his assault on Odell's booty, he grabbed Odell's foot and
sucked on his toes. "Oh my God, man! Not my toes! Help!"
"Ain't nobody coming to save you." Lamar said. "This ass is all
mine!" He continued to suck on Odell's toes. Odell tried to get up,
but Lamar pushed him back down. "Naw, man. Lay your ass back down. You
aren't going anywhere till I nut!" He fucked Odell's sweet hole like
it was gonna be the last hole he'd ever be in again!
Suddenly, wave after wave of pleasure washed over Odell. "Mmmm." He
moaned happily. "Fuck... My ass!" "I hope he knows what he's
saying." Lamar thought. He fucked Odell harder and faster. "JESUS!"
Odell cried out. "Splitting my ass in two!" "I told you I was gonna
fuck you silly." Lamar said. Those weren't his exact words but, he was
close. Odell felt Lamar's dick all the way up in his guts!
As Lamar continued to fuck Odell, he bent down and kissed the man on the
lips. Odell kissed him back. Then Odell and Lamar switched places with
Odell laying on top of Lamar. Lamar continued to fuck Odell's hole.
Lamar grabbed Odell's ass cheeks and said, "I got them ass cheeks!"
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Why don't you ride this dick." Odell quickly got
into position. He began to ride that dick. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! "Ride
`em, cowboy!" Lamar acted like a wild stallion, trying to buck Odell
off. Odell held on for dear life! "OH SHIT!" Odell cried out. "I'M
CUMMIN'!"
Before Lamar knew what was happening, Odell shot his load all over his
face! "Oh shit!" Odell said, shocked. "I'm sorry!" He looked into
Lamar's eyes. Then Odell tried to get off Lamar and run. He only made
it five yards before Lamar tackled him and knocked him to the ground.
"Where do you think you're going?" Lamar asked. He reached for his
undershirt. Then he grabbed Odell's arms. Lamar put Odell's arms
behind his back and tied them together. "I ain't done with you, yet!"
Lamar got up and looked at Odell, all tied up and helpless. He straddled
Odell's body and began to stroke his hard dick. "Mmmm." He moaned.
"Please," Odell begged. "Don't do this!" "I'm gonna do this,"
Lamar said. "Then I'm gonna walk you into the locker room butter ball
naked with cum on your face." That thought made Lamar stroke his dick
faster and faster. Suddenly, "FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Lamar sprayed his cum
all over Odell's face and chest. Lamar was wiped out.
When Lamar saw his cum all over Odell's face, he smiled. "Odell, are
you ticklish, man?" He asked. "What!" Odell exclaimed. "N-no!"
Lamar sensed that Odell was lying. "You lying, man?" Lamar asked.
"Um, no." Odell said, lying through his teeth. "Well, We'll see in a
second." Lamar said. He slid down to Odell's feet. "Get away from my
feet, man!" Odell barked. Then Lamar slid his fingers up and down
Odell's big feet, causing Odell to scream with laughter!
"HAHAHAHA!" Odell laughed. "STOP! HAHAHAHA! PLEASE!" Lamar stopped
and asked, "Odell, What are you willing to do to make me stop?"
"Anything!" Odell exclaimed as he tried to catch his breath. "Anything
you want!" "Even walk into the locker room butt naked?" Lamar asked.
"Woth cum still on your face?" At first, Lamar thought he saw a grin
on Odell's face. When Odell saw Lamar looking at him, he turned the
smile into a frown. "Why I gotta do that?" Odell asked, trying not to
grin. "Cause I know you want to." Lamar said. "Anyway, For the next
month, you're also gonna be my sex slave." Again, Odell tried to hide
a grin. "Even if I want to have sex in the middle of practice, you're
gonna do it."
Odell agreed and Lamar helped him up. Then they walked into the
building. When they walked into the locker room, the other players
hooted and hollered. Rashod Bateman, Baltimore's wide receiver slapped
Odell on the ass. Everybody grabbed or slapped Odell's ass. Then Lamar
noticed someone was missing. He looked over in the corner of the locker
room and saw Baltimore's newest rookie, Zay Flowers. "Oh shit." Mar
thought to himself. Then he turned to Jadeveon Clowney. "Man, please
make sure everyone gets top play with Odell's ass." He said. "Even the
coaches. I gotta go take care of something." Jadeveon grabbed Odell
and dragged him through the entire locker room.
Meanwhile, Lamar walked over to Zay. He looked pissed. "Yea, I know."
He said. "I promised to fuck you yesterday and I didn't. I'm
sorry." Zay still wouldn't look at him. Lamar grabbed Zay's face and
made him look up at him. "I'm gonna fuck you next. I promise."
"When?" Zay asked. Lamar looked around. Everyone was concentrating on
Odell. "Right now." Lamar said. He roughly turned Zay around, grabbed
the man's hands, and tied them behind his back. Then he lifted him over
his shoulder. "Where are you taking me?" Zay asked. Lamar chuckled
and said, "Where no one will hear the screams!"
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/slutting-out | Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2023 21:07:13 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Slutting Out This is a fanfiction story with the characters Adam Newman (Mark Grossman) and Bill Spencer (Don Diamont). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL / YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS ********************************* Adam Newman is in L.A. to meet Bill Spencer for a new business adventure Adam is starting with the business tycoon. Both men just wrapped the business deal. Adam stands up and reaches his hand out to Bill. Bill stands up and grabs Adam's hand to shake on it, but he has other plans. "No. let's seal the deal with a good fucking." Bill says. Adam lifts his eyebrow. "Wait- What?" Adam says surprised. Bill pulls at Adam's arm to get him close to him and he pulls the hunky Newman man in a kiss. Adam tries to get out of Bill's arms, but Bill holds him tightly in his arms and continues to kiss. He feels Adam resisting but he keeps on getting his control. Bill breaks the kiss off. "You might now try to resist it but eventually you will enjoy it." Bill explains and removes the jacket from Adam's shoulders. "I don't know what kind of deals you make in the end, but I have no interest in those." Adam reluctantly explains. "Oh but I have made all my business deals this way and this won't be any different." Bill replies and then rips Adam's shirt over to expose that masculine body of Adam. With his shirt hanging open, Adam gets pushed to sit against the desk and Bill removes the shirt from Adam's shoulders. Bill starts to massage Adam's pecs while Adam is overwhelmed in what he has gotten into. The power and control that Bill shows makes Adam suddenly obey what Bill wants. Bill starts to undo Adam's pants and Adam is frozen against the table, following every lead that Bill does. Bill makes Adam step out his pants and presses the hunk on the desk to remove Adam's shoes and socks. Adam is left laying on the desk in his underwear. Bill rubs over Adam's crotch, feeling Adam's penis rising to the touch. Adam awaits what comes next and sees Bill stepping back to start stripping himself. While Adam looks up he sees Bill's masculine physique appear. Bill strips down to his underwear as well before he focuses on Adam again. He grabs the waistband of Adam's underwear and Adam lifts his ass so Bill can remove it. "Now you're complying." Bill says with a smile, seeing Adam full on naked with a half hard dick. Bill looks at Adam's dick and grabs it in his hand, he starts to stroke it. Adam hangs his head back and moans. "That felt good, huh?" Bill taunts. "Fuck yeah!" Adam replies. Bill leans forward and opens his mouth. He takes half of Adam's dick in his mouth and starts to suck on it. "FUCK!" Adam shouts. Bill stops for a moment. "I will definitely fuck you after this." Those words bring shivers over Adam's spine. He looks at Bill who grins at him and then continues back to suck on Adam's dick. Adam's mind is just thinking how the fucking will be. Thinking about being fucked turns Adam so much. He quickly gets entirely hard. "Someone can't wait to be fucked." Bill teases. Adam thinks to himself. Does he really wants to get fucked by Bill Spencer? Bill has stopped sucking at Adam's dick and walks around the desk. "Now you will give me some sucking." Bill says and pulls down his underwear. Adam sees Bill upside down from his point of view, but he does notice a big sized dick. Before he can even say something, Bill pulls his horse sized dick up inside Adam's mouth. "Suck it!" Bill orders. Adam starts to suck on that enormous dick and only gets half of it inside him. "Crawl on your stomach and suck me like the slut you are." Bill commands. Adam gets on his stomach on the desk and starts to really suck on Bill's big meat. Bill starts to move his hips to force his dick deeper inside Adam's throat to eventually have his whole cock up inside that throat, making Adam deepthroat him. "Fuck yeah. I'm getting really ready to fuck that delicious ass of yours now." Bill says while he hangs over Adam and grabs those buns of Adam to squeeze them. Adam feels his ass being pried by Bill's big manly hands. Never would Adam have thought he would become a bottom slut to a big business tycoon like Bill Spencer. Now he's here about to be taken by the man. Bill grabs Adam by his hair off of his dick to make him look up at him. "Now I'm going to fuck you good, slut!" He says and lets go of Adam's hair. Bill walks again around the desk and gets behind Adam. "Stay put, my fuck slut!" Adam can't believe how Bill is calling him and what's about to happen. Bill has grabbed a bottle of lube and lubes his dick up and places some on his fingers. When Adam looks over his shoulders he sees Bill bring his hand to his ass and then feels two of Bill's big fingers shoved up his ass. "UGH..." Adam growls while feeling his ass being assaulted to those two big fingers that start to finger fuck his ass. Adam's whole body has gotten in resistance. "You better loosen up, boy. I'm going to fuck you like a slut that loves dick." Bill warns him. Adam flexes his entire body while being finger fucked by Bill. Bill flexes his bicep to really give a good finger fuck up that ass. Adam moans loudly to the assault. Bill smiles, enjoying Adam's grunts and moans to the finger fuck at that ass. After a good long finger fucking, Bill stops and makes Adam bent well for the main event. "Time to get fucked!" Bill says and lines his dick up at Adam's ass. To the finger fuck, the first inches get in easy but then Adam starts to freak out when several more inches come in. "Calm yourself. This way you never can slut out on my dick." Bill warns Adam. "I don't know if I ever can." Adam replies. "Sure you can and you will!" Bill says and reaches his hands to Adam's pecs to grab hold of Adam's nipples to pinch them. Adam whimpers out from pinching his nipples. The effect of pain at his nipples makes Adam forget for a few seconds the pain in his ass. "You have more than half inside now." Bill confirms and presses in even more. "FUUUUCK!! Adam screams. "You can do this." Bill assures and then slams the last few inches inside. "FUCHING HELL!!" Adam screams with tears in his eyes. Bill lets go of Adam's nipples. He gives Adam the moment to adjust to his horse side dick inside him. Adam almost hyperventilates to realize that enormous dick is inside him. Bill reaches to Adam's chin to make him turn his head to him. "I know that was not easy but just breathe and calm yourself. Just do exactly what I say, okay." Nervously, Adam nods yes. Bill leans in to kiss Adam. This time, to distract himself, Adam kisses Bill back. A passionate long kiss is engaged between the two business men. Bill slowly starts to move his hips and grunts are heard escaping Adam's mouth while they continue their kiss. Bill then breaks off the kiss. "You're doing good. You're almost slutting out." Adam can't believe Bill is making him do this. "I'm going to satisfy you on a whole different level." Bill explains. Adam feels Bill move more and more of that dick till Bill is pumping him. Bill fucks Adam hard, making his hips slap with every thrust against Adam's ass. "Fuck man, you're so big!" Adam says through his moaning. "Take it and become my next bottom slut." Bill replies while he keeps on fucking Adam. Bill suddenly takes his whole cock out, making Adam look over his shoulder. Then, Bill suddenly stops. Bill grabs one of the chairs at the board table and places them close to them, he sits down on it and grabs Adam to get to sit on his dick. With his back towards Bill, Adam gets pulled down by Bill to mount that enormous dick. "FUUUCK! Please stop- that's- too big!" Adam protests with moments of growling and moaning. "Get down boy and let me thoroughly open you up." Adam gets on that huge dick of Bill's and gets forced to bounce up and down on it. Bill's enormous sized dick is lodged inside Adam who has started pumping himself on it. "Yeah that's it boy, slut out on my dick!" Adam uses all the strength to make him ride that dick. Bill gets his arms around Adam and starts to feel the muscle hunk up. Adam gets pulled back by Bill and his back lands down on Bill's chest. Bill grabs hold of Adam's dick and starts to stroke it while having the muscle hunk lay on him. "That's it, grind yourself on me while I feel you up." Adam feels a lot of new things. His mind goes into overdrive about that all. But long it doesn't that that Adam can think about it by Bill grabbing hold of his legs and making him hump up and down on that monster cock of Bill's. "FUUUCK!" Adam shouts feeling how stretched open his hole has become. Adam grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while Bill uses him as a rag doll going up and down on his dick. "That's it, you are finally slutting out on it. I feel that ass has gotten looser." Adam can't believe this. His ass has really stretched open now to take Bill's cock easy. "Now stroke that dick and cum for me babe." Bill suddenly says. Adam is taken by surprise by the word babe Bill just used. His entire body flexes by being entirely fucked by Bill Spencer. Bill really loves to fuck a muscle man like Adam. Bill rubs his hands over the muscle hunk and powerful fucks himself up inside Adam's hole. A big gap has been created by Bill's dick to fuck Adam. More and more thrusts keep rapidly continuing at Adam's ass. The two muscle hunks are covered in sweat by the rough sex they are having. Adam feels his dick getting taken over by Bill again and Bill beats that dick in his fist. Letting Bill have all the control, Adam lays on Bill being fully used like the slut Bill wanted him to be. "Fuck you're so hot man." Bill confesses while he continues to use Adam like he pleases. "Oh fuck I'm about to cum." Adam announces. "Oh yeah babe. cum for me, cum for daddy!" Adam feels so horny and Bill's words make it only hotter. Then Adam shoots his load. 6 spurts of white cum shooting out of Adam's dick and landing on Adam's abs or on the ground. Adam wants to grab hold of his dick but Bill keeps his control and keeps squeezing cum out of Adam's dick till the last drop has been released. Adam catches his breath laying on Bill and turns his head towards Bill to face him. "You're now my slut!" Bill says and seals it with a kiss while speeding his fucking up again. Adam wants to break the kiss off to moan, but Bill keeps him at his lips. Eventually, Adam moans inside Bill's mouth. The vibration of Adam's moans go through Bill which turns him even more on. A few more thrusts and Bill shoots his bull amount of cum inside Adam. Adam gets filled up so much that the cum starts to seep out of his ass against his legs. Bill and Adam eventually break off the kiss and Adam hears Bill's manly grunting and growling by cumming inside him. Eventually, when Bill is done cumming he pushes Adam off of him who drops on his knees on the floor. Bill notices the cum in front of Adam on the floor that Adam dropped by cumming. Like the evil bastard Bill is, he pushes Adam's face down to the floor. "Lick your own cum up!" Adam reluctantly starts to lick his own cum up from the floor. "Yeah that's it." Bill evil smiles. When it's all licked up Bill grabs Adam by his chin to look up "Now lick my dick clean!" Adam gets Bill's dick in one quick move inside his mouth. Bill makes Adam deep throat him to completely clean his monster sized dick. Even though Bill is not entirely hard anymore, that dick is still huge and difficult to take for Adam. When Bill finds it enough he pushes Adam off of it. "Get dressed and leave." Adam follows with his eyes to see Bill get dressed. He slowly stands up. He's oblivious. Bill turns to Adam. "What are you waiting for? Get dressed and leave my office. I will call you when I need you again." "Need me again?" Adam asked questionable. "You are my slut now. I made that ass mine and you will obey me sexually from now on." Bill explains. While it is weird to Adam it also kinda turns him on. He never had someone bossing him around like that. "Hurry, will you." Bill says. Adam quickly gets dressed and when he's about to leave the office he turns one more time to Bill. Bill gets back to business again. Ignoring Adam's presence. When Adam left the room Bill looks up and evilly smiles. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive stay free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 1 Oct 2023 21:07:13 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Slutting Out
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Adam Newman (Mark Grossman)
and Bill Spencer (Don Diamont).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL / YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS
*********************************
Adam Newman is in L.A. to meet Bill Spencer for a new business adventure
Adam is starting with the business tycoon. Both men just wrapped the
business deal. Adam stands up and reaches his hand out to Bill. Bill stands
up and grabs Adam's hand to shake on it, but he has other plans.
"No. let's seal the deal with a good fucking." Bill says.
Adam lifts his eyebrow. "Wait- What?" Adam says surprised.
Bill pulls at Adam's arm to get him close to him and he pulls the hunky
Newman man in a kiss. Adam tries to get out of Bill's arms, but Bill holds
him tightly in his arms and continues to kiss. He feels Adam resisting but
he keeps on getting his control. Bill breaks the kiss off.
"You might now try to resist it but eventually you will enjoy it." Bill
explains and removes the jacket from Adam's shoulders.
"I don't know what kind of deals you make in the end, but I have no
interest in those." Adam reluctantly explains.
"Oh but I have made all my business deals this way and this won't be any
different." Bill replies and then rips Adam's shirt over to expose that
masculine body of Adam.
With his shirt hanging open, Adam gets pushed to sit against the desk and
Bill removes the shirt from Adam's shoulders. Bill starts to massage Adam's
pecs while Adam is overwhelmed in what he has gotten into. The power and
control that Bill shows makes Adam suddenly obey what Bill wants.
Bill starts to undo Adam's pants and Adam is frozen against the table,
following every lead that Bill does. Bill makes Adam step out his pants and
presses the hunk on the desk to remove Adam's shoes and socks. Adam is left
laying on the desk in his underwear. Bill rubs over Adam's crotch, feeling
Adam's penis rising to the touch. Adam awaits what comes next and sees Bill
stepping back to start stripping himself. While Adam looks up he sees
Bill's masculine physique appear.
Bill strips down to his underwear as well before he focuses on Adam
again. He grabs the waistband of Adam's underwear and Adam lifts his ass so
Bill can remove it.
"Now you're complying." Bill says with a smile, seeing Adam full on naked
with a half hard dick.
Bill looks at Adam's dick and grabs it in his hand, he starts to stroke
it. Adam hangs his head back and moans.
"That felt good, huh?" Bill taunts.
"Fuck yeah!" Adam replies.
Bill leans forward and opens his mouth. He takes half of Adam's dick in his
mouth and starts to suck on it.
"FUCK!" Adam shouts.
Bill stops for a moment. "I will definitely fuck you after this."
Those words bring shivers over Adam's spine. He looks at Bill who grins at
him and then continues back to suck on Adam's dick. Adam's mind is just
thinking how the fucking will be. Thinking about being fucked turns Adam so
much. He quickly gets entirely hard.
"Someone can't wait to be fucked." Bill teases.
Adam thinks to himself. Does he really wants to get fucked by Bill Spencer?
Bill has stopped sucking at Adam's dick and walks around the desk.
"Now you will give me some sucking." Bill says and pulls down his
underwear.
Adam sees Bill upside down from his point of view, but he does notice a big
sized dick. Before he can even say something, Bill pulls his horse sized
dick up inside Adam's mouth.
"Suck it!" Bill orders.
Adam starts to suck on that enormous dick and only gets half of it inside
him.
"Crawl on your stomach and suck me like the slut you are." Bill commands.
Adam gets on his stomach on the desk and starts to really suck on Bill's
big meat. Bill starts to move his hips to force his dick deeper inside
Adam's throat to eventually have his whole cock up inside that throat,
making Adam deepthroat him.
"Fuck yeah. I'm getting really ready to fuck that delicious ass of yours
now." Bill says while he hangs over Adam and grabs those buns of Adam to
squeeze them.
Adam feels his ass being pried by Bill's big manly hands. Never would Adam
have thought he would become a bottom slut to a big business tycoon like
Bill Spencer. Now he's here about to be taken by the man.
Bill grabs Adam by his hair off of his dick to make him look up at
him. "Now I'm going to fuck you good, slut!" He says and lets go of Adam's
hair.
Bill walks again around the desk and gets behind Adam. "Stay put, my fuck
slut!"
Adam can't believe how Bill is calling him and what's about to happen. Bill
has grabbed a bottle of lube and lubes his dick up and places some on his
fingers. When Adam looks over his shoulders he sees Bill bring his hand to
his ass and then feels two of Bill's big fingers shoved up his ass.
"UGH..." Adam growls while feeling his ass being assaulted to those two big
fingers that start to finger fuck his ass.
Adam's whole body has gotten in resistance.
"You better loosen up, boy. I'm going to fuck you like a slut that loves
dick." Bill warns him.
Adam flexes his entire body while being finger fucked by Bill. Bill flexes
his bicep to really give a good finger fuck up that ass. Adam moans loudly
to the assault. Bill smiles, enjoying Adam's grunts and moans to the
finger fuck at that ass.
After a good long finger fucking, Bill stops and makes Adam bent well for
the main event.
"Time to get fucked!" Bill says and lines his dick up at Adam's ass.
To the finger fuck, the first inches get in easy but then Adam starts to
freak out when several more inches come in.
"Calm yourself. This way you never can slut out on my dick." Bill warns
Adam.
"I don't know if I ever can." Adam replies.
"Sure you can and you will!" Bill says and reaches his hands to Adam's pecs
to grab hold of Adam's nipples to pinch them.
Adam whimpers out from pinching his nipples. The effect of pain at his
nipples makes Adam forget for a few seconds the pain in his ass.
"You have more than half inside now." Bill confirms and presses in even
more.
"FUUUUCK!! Adam screams.
"You can do this." Bill assures and then slams the last few inches inside.
"FUCHING HELL!!" Adam screams with tears in his eyes.
Bill lets go of Adam's nipples. He gives Adam the moment to adjust to his
horse side dick inside him. Adam almost hyperventilates to realize that
enormous dick is inside him. Bill reaches to Adam's chin to make him turn
his head to him.
"I know that was not easy but just breathe and calm yourself. Just do
exactly what I say, okay."
Nervously, Adam nods yes. Bill leans in to kiss Adam. This time, to
distract himself, Adam kisses Bill back. A passionate long kiss is engaged
between the two business men. Bill slowly starts to move his hips and
grunts are heard escaping Adam's mouth while they continue their kiss. Bill
then breaks off the kiss. "You're doing good. You're almost slutting out."
Adam can't believe Bill is making him do this.
"I'm going to satisfy you on a whole different level." Bill explains.
Adam feels Bill move more and more of that dick till Bill is pumping
him. Bill fucks Adam hard, making his hips slap with every thrust against
Adam's ass.
"Fuck man, you're so big!" Adam says through his moaning.
"Take it and become my next bottom slut." Bill replies while he keeps on
fucking Adam.
Bill suddenly takes his whole cock out, making Adam look over his shoulder.
Then, Bill suddenly stops. Bill grabs one of the chairs at the board table
and places them close to them, he sits down on it and grabs Adam to get to
sit on his dick. With his back towards Bill, Adam gets pulled down by Bill
to mount that enormous dick.
"FUUUCK! Please stop- that's- too big!" Adam protests with moments of
growling and moaning.
"Get down boy and let me thoroughly open you up."
Adam gets on that huge dick of Bill's and gets forced to bounce up and down
on it. Bill's enormous sized dick is lodged inside Adam who has started
pumping himself on it.
"Yeah that's it boy, slut out on my dick!"
Adam uses all the strength to make him ride that dick. Bill gets his arms
around Adam and starts to feel the muscle hunk up. Adam gets pulled back by
Bill and his back lands down on Bill's chest. Bill grabs hold of Adam's
dick and starts to stroke it while having the muscle hunk lay on him.
"That's it, grind yourself on me while I feel you up."
Adam feels a lot of new things. His mind goes into overdrive about that
all. But long it doesn't that that Adam can think about it by Bill grabbing
hold of his legs and making him hump up and down on that monster cock of
Bill's.
"FUUUCK!" Adam shouts feeling how stretched open his hole has become.
Adam grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while Bill uses him as
a rag doll going up and down on his dick.
"That's it, you are finally slutting out on it. I feel that ass has gotten
looser."
Adam can't believe this. His ass has really stretched open now to take
Bill's cock easy.
"Now stroke that dick and cum for me babe." Bill suddenly says.
Adam is taken by surprise by the word babe Bill just used. His entire body
flexes by being entirely fucked by Bill Spencer. Bill really loves to fuck
a muscle man like Adam. Bill rubs his hands over the muscle hunk and
powerful fucks himself up inside Adam's hole. A big gap has been created by
Bill's dick to fuck Adam. More and more thrusts keep rapidly continuing at
Adam's ass. The two muscle hunks are covered in sweat by the rough sex they
are having.
Adam feels his dick getting taken over by Bill again and Bill beats that
dick in his fist. Letting Bill have all the control, Adam lays on Bill
being fully used like the slut Bill wanted him to be.
"Fuck you're so hot man." Bill confesses while he continues to use Adam
like he pleases.
"Oh fuck I'm about to cum." Adam announces.
"Oh yeah babe. cum for me, cum for daddy!"
Adam feels so horny and Bill's words make it only hotter. Then Adam shoots
his load. 6 spurts of white cum shooting out of Adam's dick and landing on
Adam's abs or on the ground. Adam wants to grab hold of his dick but Bill
keeps his control and keeps squeezing cum out of Adam's dick till the last
drop has been released. Adam catches his breath laying on Bill and turns
his head towards Bill to face him.
"You're now my slut!" Bill says and seals it with a kiss while speeding his
fucking up again.
Adam wants to break the kiss off to moan, but Bill keeps him at his lips.
Eventually, Adam moans inside Bill's mouth. The vibration of Adam's moans
go through Bill which turns him even more on. A few more thrusts and Bill
shoots his bull amount of cum inside Adam. Adam gets filled up so much that
the cum starts to seep out of his ass against his legs. Bill and Adam
eventually break off the kiss and Adam hears Bill's manly grunting and
growling by cumming inside him.
Eventually, when Bill is done cumming he pushes Adam off of him who drops
on his knees on the floor. Bill notices the cum in front of Adam on the
floor that Adam dropped by cumming. Like the evil bastard Bill is, he
pushes Adam's face down to the floor. "Lick your own cum up!"
Adam reluctantly starts to lick his own cum up from the floor.
"Yeah that's it." Bill evil smiles.
When it's all licked up Bill grabs Adam by his chin to look up "Now lick my
dick clean!"
Adam gets Bill's dick in one quick move inside his mouth. Bill makes Adam
deep throat him to completely clean his monster sized dick. Even though
Bill is not entirely hard anymore, that dick is still huge and difficult to
take for Adam. When Bill finds it enough he pushes Adam off of it. "Get
dressed and leave."
Adam follows with his eyes to see Bill get dressed. He slowly stands
up. He's oblivious. Bill turns to Adam. "What are you waiting for? Get
dressed and leave my office. I will call you when I need you again."
"Need me again?" Adam asked questionable.
"You are my slut now. I made that ass mine and you will obey me sexually
from now on." Bill explains.
While it is weird to Adam it also kinda turns him on. He never had someone
bossing him around like that.
"Hurry, will you." Bill says.
Adam quickly gets dressed and when he's about to leave the office he turns
one more time to Bill.
Bill gets back to business again. Ignoring Adam's presence. When Adam left
the room Bill looks up and evilly smiles.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/milk-for-the-big-guy | Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2023 20:49:58 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Milk For The Big Guy This is a fanfiction story with the characters Chad Dimera (Billy Flynn) and Alex Kiriakis (Robert Scott Wilson). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Chad is in the apartment when there is a knock on the door. He opens the door. It's Alex without a shirt. God knows how many times he has done this. "Dude, are you having a thrill or something to expose that upper body of yours at our doorstep?" Chad snarls at the muscle hunk. Alex cheeky smiles. "Do you like what you see?" He teases and flexes his biceps. "What do you want, Alex?" Chad gets annoyed. "I was making my smoothie and noticed I didn't have any milk. Thought I could borrow some from you?" Alex explained. Chad rolls his eyes. "Fine. I'll go to the kitchen, just wait here." While Chad gets to the back, he suddenly stops. "What's wrong?" Alex asks. Chad has had it with Alex's attitude and every time he flaunts that muscle body in front of them. "I have something better than milk for you!" Chad says with an evil smile. "What is it?" Alex asks. "Just close the door behind you and I'll show you." Chad replies. Alex comes in and closes the door. He walks over to Chad. "So, what do you have?" Chad unzips his pants and takes out his dick. "You can have my white thick load if you suck on this." Alex's eyes widened. "Dude! I don't think-" Alex is taken off guard by Chad, who grabs the big hunk at his shoulder and pushes him down on his knees in front of his dick. Alex comes face to face with Chad's dick, which Chad happily teases against Alex's lips. Having that dick against his lips makes Alex try to pull away, but Chad grabs hold of Alex his head. "Open up, big guy and show me what that mouth can do!" Alex wants to refuse but gets pulled by his hair, when Alex wants to scream he gets Chad's thick cock pushed in his mouth and for the first time in his life he has his mouth around a meaty dick. To Alex's surprise, it isn't as bad as he thought and while he feels Chad making him move back and forth on it. Alex starts to get the hang of it. Chad notices Alex starts to suck him on his own and he lets go of Alex's head. Alex now sucks on Chad's thick dick as if there is no tomorrow. He wants that milk Chad promises him. "Oh yeah, suck my dick, go for that milk that you wanted!" Chad says out loud. Alex doesn't know why, but he continues to enjoy sucking dick. He lays his hands on Chad's butt and grabs hold of them while he deepthroats on that dick. It's like hunger for some juice has taken over Alex. "Wow, Alex!" Chad says, surprised by feeling Alex hungerly slobbering at his dick. Alex suddenly starts to lick at Chad's shaft and sucks at those balls, taking both one-by-one in his mouth and then letting them out. Chad is in heaven of the sudden expert sucking. "Damn you really know what you are doing for someone who never sucked dick before." Alex suddenly stops and stands up. He stares at Chad without a word and reaches with his hands to Chad's shirt. He lifts it up and removes it from the hairy stud. "Why don't you show me what you can do?" Alex suggests. Chad is surprised. "Uhm no way, I nev-" Alex stops Chad and pushes the hairy stud down to his knees while he unzips his zipper. He takes his big dick out. "Suck it! It's your turn to return the favor." Chad looks at Alex's big dick. It's large in size but not as thick as he is. With no idea why he does it, Chad goes for it and starts to suck at Alex's dick. Alex hangs his head back and lets some moans escape his mouth. "Fuck yeah." He responds while running his fingers through Chad's hair. Alex hangs his head back and enjoys the blowjob he's getting from Chad. Chad lays his hands on Alex's ass that he molds. Alex is like wax in Chad's hand. Suddenly, Chad stops and grabs Alex to bend the muscle hunk over the couch, forcing Alex on his knees on the sit area of the couch. "Dude, I'm not sure if we-... FUCK!" Alex gets taken off guard by Chad's sudden rimming at his ass. "What were you saying?" Chad teases and gives a slap at Alex's ass. "Fuck man, that feels strange." Alex admits. "But not gonna lie, it's strangely good." "Just wait till you have my dick up that virgin ass of yours. I will make that cherry pop!" Chad teases and gives another hard slap at Alex's ass while he continues rimming the muscle hunk. Alex hangs further over the couch while his ass gets ready to be taken by Chad. While Alex is much stronger than Chad, this whole experience is making him weak in the knees, feeling his ass being rimmed like that for the first time. The pleasure of being rimmed makes Alex want to enjoy it more. Chad thinks it's enough and gets himself ready behind Alex. Alex looks over his shoulder, realizing the rimming has stopped and sees Chad holding his hard dick in his hand, getting close behind him. "I'm not sure we should do this." Alex says. "You clearly enjoyed the blowjob and rimming, then you will love this even more, big guy!" Chad replies and presents his dick at Alex's rosebutt. Shivers run over Alex's spine when Chad's cockhead hits his rosebutt. Somehow, calling him "big guy" sounded hot. Chad notices Alex getting tenses up. "Try to relax!" He advises while he starts to press his dick inside. Feeling a dick up his only exit hole feels weird to Alex. "How can I relax?! FUCKING HELL MAN!" Alex starts to scream. His fingers dug deep through the couch. Chad continues to press further inside. He gives Alex's ass some more slaps to make the muscle man relax that ass while he continues to press further beside Alex's sphincter. "IT'S TOO MUCH!" Alex screams. "Almost there, buddy!" Chad says and rubs his hands to the front of Alex's masculine body, feeling those abs and up to those firm round pecs. Alex can't believe he now has a man's cock up his ass. Chad feels having this control over Alex and hangs further over Alex's back and kisses the hunk's shoulder blades. "Well done, my entire cock is completely inside you now." Chad cheers Alex on. Alex's whole body trembles. He hardly feels any strength. He suddenly wonders how his brother could ever do this. Or maybe it's Will taking it. Either way, it's painful as hell. That thought is abruptly gone when Chad starts to move his hips back and forth, bringing Alex back to the here and now. His ass taking dick for the first time. Chad finds a pace and starts to fuck that ass harder. Each time, Alex feels the thrusts going faster until Chad really pounds his ass. Chad's hips slapping hard against that ass. Alex takes it by holding on to the back of the couch. After a while, the pain ebs away and, to Alex's own surprise, he lets some moans escape his mouth. Chad grins. He could tease Alex with this but decides not to. He just continues to hammer that ass. Feeling the pleasure. He does wonder if the pleasure is now more intense because he has this power over Alex to fuck him. Every fiber, vein and muscle is flexing on Alex's incredible superman body. Getting hammered by that hairy stud that Chad is. Chad suddenly stops, he takes his dick out and in a quick move turns Alex around to lay down on the couch and lifts the hunk his legs up. Alex is amazed in the lust he can see on Chad's face. Chad holds Alex's legs up and presses his dick all the way inside. Alex looks up inside Chad's eyes while the hairy stud keeps on thrusting inside him. He sees the hunger on Chad's face to continue to fuck him. Chad looks at Alex, seeing the hunk being amazed by him. To his own surprise, he feels the urge to kiss the hunk and leans forward to lock lips with Alex. The 2 men go all for it and keep on kissing while Chad keeps on thrusting. Feeling he's close, Chad continues and after a few more thrusts shoots his load inside Alex. A new total experience for Alex to feel himself being filled up. While it feels strange, he also finds it fulfilling only he would have loved to cum as well since his dick never gotten soft during the fucking. While Alex feels sad about not cumming, Chad exits Alex's ass and surprises Alex by straddling himself down on Alex's dick. "WOW!" Alex says surprised, feeling his dick disappearing inside Chad's tight buns. Chad grabs hold of Alex's shoulders and starts to thrust himself up and down. Alex feels himself in sync with Chad and grabs hold of the stud's waist and meets up with Chad's thrusts by moving his hips up and down. Both men start to moan loudly. Alex feels so horny and it doesn't take love until he shoots his load inside Chad. "FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!" Alex shouts. Chad looks down at Alex and pulls the hunk in a kiss before he gets off of Alex. Alex is sitting quietly on the couch, surprised by the whole ordeal that just happened between him and Chad. "Get dressed, Stephanie can come home any moment now." Chad urges Alex. Alex stands up. "That-that was amazing." He says. "I know but can you hurry up? Stephanie should not know about what happened between us." Chad replies. Alex grabs his clothes. Both men get dressed quickly. "Should we not talk about what just happened?" Alex questions. "What just happened is that we got the tension out of our systems." Chad says while he leads the way for Alex to walk to the door. "Yeah but-" Alex, still confused, stands in the hallway to turn towards Chad who slams the door in his face. For the first time, Alex now kinda feels how he has been threatening women in the past for a quickie and then led them out of the door. Chad stands on the other side of the door with a big grin on his face. "We'll see." ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2023 20:49:58 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Milk For The Big Guy
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Chad Dimera (Billy Flynn)
and Alex Kiriakis (Robert Scott Wilson).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
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Chad is in the apartment when there is a knock on the door. He opens the
door. It's Alex without a shirt. God knows how many times he has done this.
"Dude, are you having a thrill or something to expose that upper body of
yours at our doorstep?" Chad snarls at the muscle hunk.
Alex cheeky smiles. "Do you like what you see?" He teases and flexes his
biceps.
"What do you want, Alex?" Chad gets annoyed.
"I was making my smoothie and noticed I didn't have any milk. Thought I
could borrow some from you?" Alex explained.
Chad rolls his eyes. "Fine. I'll go to the kitchen, just wait here."
While Chad gets to the back, he suddenly stops.
"What's wrong?" Alex asks.
Chad has had it with Alex's attitude and every time he flaunts that muscle
body in front of them. "I have something better than milk for you!" Chad
says with an evil smile.
"What is it?" Alex asks.
"Just close the door behind you and I'll show you." Chad replies.
Alex comes in and closes the door. He walks over to Chad. "So, what do you
have?"
Chad unzips his pants and takes out his dick. "You can have my white thick
load if you suck on this."
Alex's eyes widened. "Dude! I don't think-" Alex is taken off guard by
Chad, who grabs the big hunk at his shoulder and pushes him down on his
knees in front of his dick.
Alex comes face to face with Chad's dick, which Chad happily teases against
Alex's lips. Having that dick against his lips makes Alex try to pull away,
but Chad grabs hold of Alex his head. "Open up, big guy and show me what
that mouth can do!"
Alex wants to refuse but gets pulled by his hair, when Alex wants to scream
he gets Chad's thick cock pushed in his mouth and for the first time in his
life he has his mouth around a meaty dick. To Alex's surprise, it isn't as
bad as he thought and while he feels Chad making him move back and forth on
it. Alex starts to get the hang of it. Chad notices Alex starts to suck him
on his own and he lets go of Alex's head. Alex now sucks on Chad's thick
dick as if there is no tomorrow. He wants that milk Chad promises him.
"Oh yeah, suck my dick, go for that milk that you wanted!" Chad says out
loud.
Alex doesn't know why, but he continues to enjoy sucking dick. He lays his
hands on Chad's butt and grabs hold of them while he deepthroats on that
dick. It's like hunger for some juice has taken over Alex.
"Wow, Alex!" Chad says, surprised by feeling Alex hungerly slobbering at
his dick.
Alex suddenly starts to lick at Chad's shaft and sucks at those balls,
taking both one-by-one in his mouth and then letting them out.
Chad is in heaven of the sudden expert sucking. "Damn you really know what
you are doing for someone who never sucked dick before."
Alex suddenly stops and stands up. He stares at Chad without a word and
reaches with his hands to Chad's shirt. He lifts it up and removes it from
the hairy stud.
"Why don't you show me what you can do?" Alex suggests.
Chad is surprised. "Uhm no way, I nev-"
Alex stops Chad and pushes the hairy stud down to his knees while he unzips
his zipper. He takes his big dick out. "Suck it! It's your turn to return
the favor."
Chad looks at Alex's big dick. It's large in size but not as thick as he
is. With no idea why he does it, Chad goes for it and starts to suck at
Alex's dick.
Alex hangs his head back and lets some moans escape his mouth. "Fuck yeah."
He responds while running his fingers through Chad's hair.
Alex hangs his head back and enjoys the blowjob he's getting from
Chad. Chad lays his hands on Alex's ass that he molds. Alex is like wax in
Chad's hand. Suddenly, Chad stops and grabs Alex to bend the muscle hunk
over the couch, forcing Alex on his knees on the sit area of the couch.
"Dude, I'm not sure if we-... FUCK!" Alex gets taken off guard by Chad's
sudden rimming at his ass.
"What were you saying?" Chad teases and gives a slap at Alex's ass.
"Fuck man, that feels strange." Alex admits. "But not gonna lie, it's
strangely good."
"Just wait till you have my dick up that virgin ass of yours. I will make
that cherry pop!" Chad teases and gives another hard slap at Alex's ass
while he continues rimming the muscle hunk.
Alex hangs further over the couch while his ass gets ready to be taken by
Chad. While Alex is much stronger than Chad, this whole experience is
making him weak in the knees, feeling his ass being rimmed like that for
the first time. The pleasure of being rimmed makes Alex want to enjoy it
more. Chad thinks it's enough and gets himself ready behind Alex.
Alex looks over his shoulder, realizing the rimming has stopped and sees
Chad holding his hard dick in his hand, getting close behind him.
"I'm not sure we should do this." Alex says.
"You clearly enjoyed the blowjob and rimming, then you will love this even
more, big guy!" Chad replies and presents his dick at Alex's rosebutt.
Shivers run over Alex's spine when Chad's cockhead hits his
rosebutt. Somehow, calling him "big guy" sounded hot.
Chad notices Alex getting tenses up. "Try to relax!" He advises while he
starts to press his dick inside.
Feeling a dick up his only exit hole feels weird to Alex. "How can I
relax?! FUCKING HELL MAN!" Alex starts to scream. His fingers dug deep
through the couch.
Chad continues to press further inside. He gives Alex's ass some more slaps
to make the muscle man relax that ass while he continues to press further
beside Alex's sphincter.
"IT'S TOO MUCH!" Alex screams.
"Almost there, buddy!" Chad says and rubs his hands to the front of Alex's
masculine body, feeling those abs and up to those firm round pecs.
Alex can't believe he now has a man's cock up his ass. Chad feels having
this control over Alex and hangs further over Alex's back and kisses the
hunk's shoulder blades.
"Well done, my entire cock is completely inside you now." Chad cheers Alex
on.
Alex's whole body trembles. He hardly feels any strength. He suddenly
wonders how his brother could ever do this. Or maybe it's Will taking
it. Either way, it's painful as hell. That thought is abruptly gone when
Chad starts to move his hips back and forth, bringing Alex back to the here
and now. His ass taking dick for the first time.
Chad finds a pace and starts to fuck that ass harder. Each time, Alex feels
the thrusts going faster until Chad really pounds his ass. Chad's hips
slapping hard against that ass. Alex takes it by holding on to the back of
the couch. After a while, the pain ebs away and, to Alex's own surprise, he
lets some moans escape his mouth.
Chad grins. He could tease Alex with this but decides not to. He just
continues to hammer that ass. Feeling the pleasure. He does wonder if the
pleasure is now more intense because he has this power over Alex to fuck
him.
Every fiber, vein and muscle is flexing on Alex's incredible superman
body. Getting hammered by that hairy stud that Chad is. Chad suddenly
stops, he takes his dick out and in a quick move turns Alex around to lay
down on the couch and lifts the hunk his legs up. Alex is amazed in the
lust he can see on Chad's face.
Chad holds Alex's legs up and presses his dick all the way inside. Alex
looks up inside Chad's eyes while the hairy stud keeps on thrusting inside
him. He sees the hunger on Chad's face to continue to fuck him.
Chad looks at Alex, seeing the hunk being amazed by him. To his own
surprise, he feels the urge to kiss the hunk and leans forward to lock lips
with Alex. The 2 men go all for it and keep on kissing while Chad keeps on
thrusting. Feeling he's close, Chad continues and after a few more thrusts
shoots his load inside Alex. A new total experience for Alex to feel
himself being filled up. While it feels strange, he also finds it
fulfilling only he would have loved to cum as well since his dick never
gotten soft during the fucking. While Alex feels sad about not cumming,
Chad exits Alex's ass and surprises Alex by straddling himself down on
Alex's dick.
"WOW!" Alex says surprised, feeling his dick disappearing inside Chad's
tight buns.
Chad grabs hold of Alex's shoulders and starts to thrust himself up and
down. Alex feels himself in sync with Chad and grabs hold of the stud's
waist and meets up with Chad's thrusts by moving his hips up and down. Both
men start to moan loudly. Alex feels so horny and it doesn't take love
until he shoots his load inside Chad.
"FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!" Alex shouts.
Chad looks down at Alex and pulls the hunk in a kiss before he gets off of
Alex. Alex is sitting quietly on the couch, surprised by the whole ordeal
that just happened between him and Chad.
"Get dressed, Stephanie can come home any moment now." Chad urges Alex.
Alex stands up. "That-that was amazing." He says.
"I know but can you hurry up? Stephanie should not know about what happened
between us." Chad replies.
Alex grabs his clothes.
Both men get dressed quickly.
"Should we not talk about what just happened?" Alex questions.
"What just happened is that we got the tension out of our systems." Chad
says while he leads the way for Alex to walk to the door.
"Yeah but-" Alex, still confused, stands in the hallway to turn towards
Chad who slams the door in his face.
For the first time, Alex now kinda feels how he has been threatening women
in the past for a quickie and then led them out of the door. Chad stands on
the other side of the door with a big grin on his face. "We'll see."
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/shawns-session-with-his-father-in-law | Date: Sun, 24 Sep 2023 20:52:36 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Shawn's Session With His Father In Law This is a fanfiction story with the characters Shawn Brady (Brandon Beemer) and John Black (Drake Hogestyn). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Shawn Brady heads to the office of his mother in law. Dr. Marlena Evans. To his surprise she isn't there but someone else is. None other than his father in law, John Black is waiting in his wife's chair. "Oh fuck. Shawn!" John says shocked. Shawn looks again and to his surprise he notices John was giving himself a good stroke while waiting for Marlena. John tries to get his hard on back inside his pants but it is no use. He's completely hard and can't ignore the urge of his dick anymore. John gives up and leaves his dick out. Hanging out of his pants while he stands up in front of Shawn. "Close the door and come on in." John says. "John! What are you doing?" Shawn says. "A man sometimes needs to unleash his stress and this is exactly what I was doing." John explains. "I guess you should try it as well." John suggests. Shawn freezes and is surprised by John's suggestion. In front of Shawn John grabs hold of his dick and starts stroking it. "Come on Shawn. You want this too." John teases. Shawn stares at John's dick. He looks at how his father in law strokes it. He starts to feel a rise at his crotch. "Take it out Shawn and stroke it together with me." John says, looking at Shawn and stroking his dick. Shawn slowly leads his hand to his crotch. He starts to rub it. John smiles and licks his lips. "Take it out!" Shawn listens to John and unzips his pants to take his dick out. John smiles seeing Shawn's veiny dick out of that pants now. "Now stroke it!" John commands. Shawn starts to stroke his dick just like John is doing. John and Shawn stand in the office across from each other stroking their big hard dicks. Shawn and John keep staring at each other and their dicks while they stroke. "Let's get more comfortable." John suggests and removes his shirt to reveal his hairy dad bod that still looks fit and masculine. Shawn just stares at John and then stops stroking himself to unbutton his shirt. John finally gets to see his son inlaw's cut body. Nice round formed pecs and rock hard abs are shown from Shawn. "Damn Shawn. You're in great shape." John compliments and strokes himself while looking at Shawn's masculine body. Enjoying every inch of what he sees from the hunk. While the men continue, more clothes come off until both are completely naked across each other. John steps then closer to Shawn and they stare at each other's bodies and then in their eyes. John reaches his hand out and grabs hold of Shawn's dick. An electric feeling is felt through Shawn's body when John grabs hold of his dick. Strangely enough Shawn does the same to John and grabs hold of his dick. Both men start to slowly stroke the other his dick. John stops and spits in his hand to stroke Shawn's dick more. Shawn looks at John who nods to follow his lead. Shawn then does the same. He spits in his hand and strokes John's dick with his spit as well. John smiles at Shawn and continues to stroke him until he stops. Shawn lets go of John's dick as well. John drops to his knees and gets on eye level of Shawn's dick. John gives a kiss at the tip of Shawn's dick and then opens his mouth to only suck Shawn's mushroomhead. Shawn is amazed and lets a moan escape his mouth while he feels his dick being partly sucked. John opens his mouth further and goes deeper on Shawn's dick. Taking that entire dick in his mouth eventually. Shawn moans while he looks down how his dick gets sucked off. Like something instinctively takes over from Shawn he puts his hand on the back of John's head and starts to push his dick more inside, facefucking John's mouth while moving his hips back and forth. John lays his hands on Shawn's firm ass and grabs hold of them while slobbering away on that dick. Shawn then sees John come up and grabs his chin. John leans in to kiss Shawn while pushing his tongue inside Shawn's mouth. "Even kissing?" Shawn suddenly asks. "Oh yeah and now you drop to your knees and suck me." John replies. Shawn drops to his knees and looks with a confused impression on his face up at John. "Open up wide, son." John instructs. Shawn opens his mouth and John pushes his dick inside Shawn's mouth. "That's it, that entire warm mouth around my dick." John instructs while pushing Shawn further on his dick. Shawn takes that hard daddy dick up his mouth and starts sucking at it. John moans feeling how a great sucker Shawn can be. Shawn starts to suck and stroke John's dick. He's letting himself enjoy that dick. John smiles how suddenly Shawn has fully given himself to this. Shawn sucks hard and fast, wanting that nectar of John. John suddenly pushes Shawn off of him. "Easy boy!" Shawn looks up with his puppy dog eyes, wondering if he did something wrong. "Let's cum together while stroking." John suggests. Shawn stands up and both men stroke across each other again. "Show me how you cum, boy." Shawn strokes himself fast and hard. John strokes himself as well. The office is filled with moans of the two men stroking their dicks and enjoying every moment of it. "I'm close." Shawn informs. "Do it son. Shoot that load!" John strokes himself fast as well. Feeling he's close as well. Loud moans are heard when both Shawn and close after John cums with big volumes of white sperm flying around on their bodies and on the floor. Shawn catches his breath finally cummed after a long time. "See, I told you would feel much better." John says. Shawn stares at John who grabs him suddenly close and kisses him again. "We should do this more often." John says and winks at his son inlaw. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive stay for free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 24 Sep 2023 20:52:36 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Shawn's Session With His Father In Law
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Shawn Brady (Brandon Beemer)
and John Black (Drake Hogestyn).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
*********************************
Shawn Brady heads to the office of his mother in law. Dr. Marlena Evans. To
his surprise she isn't there but someone else is. None other than his
father in law, John Black is waiting in his wife's chair.
"Oh fuck. Shawn!" John says shocked.
Shawn looks again and to his surprise he notices John was giving himself a
good stroke while waiting for Marlena.
John tries to get his hard on back inside his pants but it is no use. He's
completely hard and can't ignore the urge of his dick anymore.
John gives up and leaves his dick out. Hanging out of his pants while he
stands up in front of Shawn.
"Close the door and come on in." John says.
"John! What are you doing?" Shawn says.
"A man sometimes needs to unleash his stress and this is exactly what I was
doing." John explains. "I guess you should try it as well." John suggests.
Shawn freezes and is surprised by John's suggestion.
In front of Shawn John grabs hold of his dick and starts stroking it.
"Come on Shawn. You want this too." John teases.
Shawn stares at John's dick. He looks at how his father in law strokes
it. He starts to feel a rise at his crotch.
"Take it out Shawn and stroke it together with me." John says, looking at
Shawn and stroking his dick.
Shawn slowly leads his hand to his crotch. He starts to rub it.
John smiles and licks his lips. "Take it out!"
Shawn listens to John and unzips his pants to take his dick out.
John smiles seeing Shawn's veiny dick out of that pants now.
"Now stroke it!" John commands.
Shawn starts to stroke his dick just like John is doing.
John and Shawn stand in the office across from each other stroking their
big hard dicks.
Shawn and John keep staring at each other and their dicks while they
stroke.
"Let's get more comfortable." John suggests and removes his shirt to reveal
his hairy dad bod that still looks fit and masculine.
Shawn just stares at John and then stops stroking himself to unbutton his
shirt.
John finally gets to see his son inlaw's cut body. Nice round formed pecs
and rock hard abs are shown from Shawn.
"Damn Shawn. You're in great shape." John compliments and strokes himself
while looking at Shawn's masculine body. Enjoying every inch of what he
sees from the hunk.
While the men continue, more clothes come off until both are completely
naked across each other. John steps then closer to Shawn and they stare at
each other's bodies and then in their eyes.
John reaches his hand out and grabs hold of Shawn's dick.
An electric feeling is felt through Shawn's body when John grabs hold of
his dick.
Strangely enough Shawn does the same to John and grabs hold of his dick.
Both men start to slowly stroke the other his dick.
John stops and spits in his hand to stroke Shawn's dick more.
Shawn looks at John who nods to follow his lead. Shawn then does the
same. He spits in his hand and strokes John's dick with his spit as well.
John smiles at Shawn and continues to stroke him until he stops.
Shawn lets go of John's dick as well.
John drops to his knees and gets on eye level of Shawn's dick. John gives a
kiss at the tip of Shawn's dick and then opens his mouth to only suck
Shawn's mushroomhead.
Shawn is amazed and lets a moan escape his mouth while he feels his dick
being partly sucked.
John opens his mouth further and goes deeper on Shawn's dick. Taking that
entire dick in his mouth eventually.
Shawn moans while he looks down how his dick gets sucked off.
Like something instinctively takes over from Shawn he puts his hand on the
back of John's head and starts to push his dick more inside, facefucking
John's mouth while moving his hips back and forth.
John lays his hands on Shawn's firm ass and grabs hold of them while
slobbering away on that dick.
Shawn then sees John come up and grabs his chin. John leans in to kiss
Shawn while pushing his tongue inside Shawn's mouth.
"Even kissing?" Shawn suddenly asks.
"Oh yeah and now you drop to your knees and suck me." John replies.
Shawn drops to his knees and looks with a confused impression on his face
up at John.
"Open up wide, son." John instructs.
Shawn opens his mouth and John pushes his dick inside Shawn's mouth.
"That's it, that entire warm mouth around my dick." John instructs while
pushing Shawn further on his dick.
Shawn takes that hard daddy dick up his mouth and starts sucking at it.
John moans feeling how a great sucker Shawn can be.
Shawn starts to suck and stroke John's dick. He's letting himself enjoy
that dick.
John smiles how suddenly Shawn has fully given himself to this.
Shawn sucks hard and fast, wanting that nectar of John.
John suddenly pushes Shawn off of him. "Easy boy!"
Shawn looks up with his puppy dog eyes, wondering if he did something
wrong.
"Let's cum together while stroking." John suggests.
Shawn stands up and both men stroke across each other again.
"Show me how you cum, boy."
Shawn strokes himself fast and hard.
John strokes himself as well.
The office is filled with moans of the two men stroking their dicks and
enjoying every moment of it.
"I'm close." Shawn informs.
"Do it son. Shoot that load!"
John strokes himself fast as well. Feeling he's close as well.
Loud moans are heard when both Shawn and close after John cums with big
volumes of white sperm flying around on their bodies and on the floor.
Shawn catches his breath finally cummed after a long time.
"See, I told you would feel much better." John says.
Shawn stares at John who grabs him suddenly close and kisses him again.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/hero-worship | Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2023 08:33:23 -0400 From: JP Aradon Subject: "Hero Worship" Fantasy Celebrity This a revised version of an older story � I made some changes this time Thor is not the Marvel superhero but the God from Norse mythology. The story deals with a sexual encounter between consenting male adults- if you don not approve of gay sex between mortals and gods do not read- but if you enjoy it, please donate to nifty.org Hero Worship By Jaradon Jim Lopez had been obsessed with Thor for a long time. His friends might have liked other superheroes like Spider Man or Bat Man, but he loved Thor, The God of Thunder. Jim never missed an issue of any comic book in which Thor appeared. He also became interested in Norse mythology and learned all he could about the origins of the real Thor myth that was different from the comic book version. "You are Thor crazy," his friend Mike would tease. Jim did not care Thor was his hero. His fantasy about the character changed, as he got older. Thor has been a friend and protector when he was kid but once he became a teenager Thor became a love object. He would jerk off dreaming of the God of Thunder satisfying his teen-age lust. Jim had searched for real life Norse muscle god in vain. He was an attractive but nerdy gay young man. The muscle dudes who he saw at the gym never gave him a second look. Thor as his lover would always remain a fantasy. One night he was walking home after work. He lived in a neighborhood that had been safe until the city had made budget cuts in the police force and crime had increased. He always took the same route through the park, "You got a light buddy," the man said from the shadows. "Sorry no" Jim said. "What's the rush bud? " Jim had seen these two men before. They were both dressed in jeans and tight t-shirts. "Sorry I don't have time" Jim said but the men blocked his way. "You don't like us? "The first thug said. "No, it's not that." "I think he likes you." "Yeah, I see the way he checks out my bulge." "You go the wrong idea," Jim said. "Come on I know you want this, "the man said grabbing his crotch. Jim knew he had to get out of the situation. "You live near here? " "No, I'm meeting a friend "Jim lied. "Is he is a fag too?" Jim hated that word. He wished he would have punched the guy in the mouth, but it was two against one and he knew he would not stand a chance, so he ran. "Get the queer!" the tall one shouted. Jim was faster than two thugs but, in his speed, to get away he stepped the wrong way and twisted his ankle. "Shit!' Jim said as he smashed his face on the pavement. The two out of breath thugs stood over him. "You are going to get it now homo!' The tall one said kicking Jim in the stomach. "Going to teach to respected real men," the other said brandishing a switchblade. Jim became terrified. There was rumble of thunder in the distance. "You are going use your mouth on this "the tall one said unzipping his fly. Jim tried to stand but the pain on his ankle was too strong. "Hold him down," he said. A second rumble of thunder right over their heads "Get off me! "Jim tried to fight back. There was loud crack of thunder. Jim could not believe who was standing in front of him Thor himself wielding his massive hammer. "What the fuck?!" the thug was startled. Thor turned and with one powerful punch sent the thugs flying. "Who are you "Jim asked. "The God of Thunder" Thor said in a deep masculine voice. "Thor." Jim could not believe the sight of this 6'11-inch, 240 lbs. giant whose body seemed to be made of rippling muscles. "Are you hurt?" Thor asked examining Jim. "I think I sprained my ankle" Jim tried to stand up. "Let me help you "Thor said and lifted Jim in his massive hand. Jim was 5'6'', 150 lbs. and felt like a child next to the God of Thunder "I'll be ok Thor " Jim felt Thor's powerful arms embrace him. "What are you doing" Jim asked. "Taking you to a healing place" Thor said as he picked up the weakened human and in one leap vanished into the sky. Jim looked down and down and saw the ground disappeared beneath them. "Oh my God "he thought "This can't be happening." But it was real not a dream. Jim clung to Thor as they dashed across space and time. The cross dimensional journey was too stressful on the human body and Jim and he lost consciousness. "Are you feeling better my friend"? Jim opened his eyes and saw Thor. "What happened to me? "Jim asked. "The journey is not easy on humans," "Journey? Where are we? "Jim was confused. "Asgard" Thor said and pointed to the windows of the chamber. Jim could not believe his eyes. A city of gold and silver towers stretched as the eyes could see. "Why did you bring me here? " "You called for me, "Thor said. "And you saved my life." "That is what heroes do " Jim noticed that someone had bandaged his ankle. "I should get back to Earth." "No need to rush. Time is different here. You need the healing waters, removed your garments, and join me." Thor had a very masculine but gentle tone. "My name is Jim." "I like that name is suits you." Jim pulled off his shirt. "You have a lean but strong body" Thor said and touched Jim's shoulder. " Can I have a robe? " "A servant will fetch you one "Thor said. "Where are you going? " "I have duties, the servant will show you the healing waters." The bath chamber was a large bubbling tub, which had been carved from the rock. Jim removed his robe and stepped in. He felt the water relax and heal his aching muscles. Jim leaned back and enjoyed himself. The water was stimulating his cock and balls. He was getting a hard on as if someone were massaging him. Jim started to jerk off. He closed his eyes and imagined what Thor looked like naked. The Norse giant had a ten-inch cock. Jim imagined how it would feel to suck on that massive shaft. "This feels good" Thor said. Jim opened his eyes and saw the Norse God sitting on the other side of the tub. "How long have you been watching me?" "Pleasuring yourself?" Thor winked at Jim. "Yes -I mean no!" Jim said. "Don't warriors bathe together on Earth?" "Sometimes but I prefer privacy." Thor laughed and sat next to Jim. "You can see I'm aroused too" Thor said pointing to his hard cock. Jim was trying not to stare at Thor's huge dick. "Don't' you enjoy another man's touch? "Thor said and placed Jim's hand on his hairy chest. "Yes, I do" Jim loved the feel of Thor's furry muscles. "I've never been with a human man before" Thor gave Jim a deep kiss. "Well, I've never made love to a God" Jim felt Thor's cock beneath the water. Thor reached in between Jim's legs and squeezed the human's ball. "Oh' Jim moaned. " You like that my friend?" "Yes" Jim said as he felt Thor's huge fingers on his ass. Thor lifted Jim and placed him over his hard cock. "Relax Jim relax" Thor whispered into his ear as he slowly introduced his massive cock into the human's tight ass. Jim felt no pain as the Norse god's thick tool penetrated him. The magical healing waters had lubricated him enough to feel only pleasure. "This is how men make love Jim." "Fuck me Thor" Jim said loving the feeling of the cock thrusting in and out of his willing ass. "Thor turned Jim around until they were face to face. Jim wrapped his arms around Thor's thick neck and kissed him. The water in the pool changed colors with the lover's growing passion from blue to gold. Jim was in ecstasy as he rode the Norse God's engorged cock. He had never felt pleasure like this before; it was so intense he came without touching himself. "Ah yes" Thor orgasmed into the human's ass. Jim did not want to get off Thor's cock that was still hard within his now sticky ass. "Oh, Thor fuck me again please." "Later my boy we must rest now." Thor carried Jim to his bedchamber. "I want more "Jim said feeling Thor's still hard cock. "Pleasure me then" Thor said caressing the human's sensuous lips. "I will" Jim said. Thor spread his massive hairy thighs letting Jim have full access to his cock and balls. "Enjoying yourself?" Thor caressed the back of Jim's head. Jim kept milking the Norse Gods shaft he wanted to feel Thor's cum in his mouth. "You are a skillful lover," Thor was enjoying the pleasure Jim was giving him. "I want your load Thor!" "Take it lad!" Thor said as he orgasms into the human's mouth. Jim loved the feel of the warm liquid flooding his throat. "Are you satisfied now? "Thor asked. "Yes" Jim said licking his lips. Thor kissed Jim. He knew he had the made the right choice by bringing this human to Asgard. "I love you Thor" Jim wrapped his arms around Thor's hairy chest. "Sleep now my sweet lad" Thor kissed Jim on the forehead. Jim heard a woman's voice calling him. "Mr. Lopez?" He opened his eyes and came to face to face with a nurse. "Yes?" Jim was disappointed that Thor was not around. He was in a hospital emergency room. "How are you feeling?" the nurse asked checking his chart. "I'm ok "Jim realized he was in an emergency room. "You were lucky the police officers stopped the assault." "Police brought me here?" Jim asked. "Yes, one of them is outside he wants to talk to you" the nurse said. Jim was trying to remember what happened after the two muggers hit him but all he could think of was Thor. "Mr. Lopez?" Jim looked up and gasped. The police officer standing by his bed looked like Thor well as close to Thor as the average human could look. The man was tall with blonde hair and neatly trimmed beard. His police uniform barely contain his well-muscled body. "Yes" Jim stammered. "I would like to ask you some questions?" the police officer said in a very soothing masculine voice. "Sure Officer? " "Osborne, Dave Osborne" he said. "Did you bring me here?" Jim said sitting up. "My partner and I interrupted the attack," Osborne explained. "I was lucky you guys were passing by," Jim said. "Tell me what happened?" Osborne asked. "I was minding my own business, on my way home taking a short cut through the park when these two thugs started harassing me." "Why do you think they did that?" Osborne asked. "They were gay bashers!" "That's a different kind of crime." "I should have fought back." "They might have killed you" Osborne said. "I'm no wimp," "Listen I'm gay too" Osborne said. "You are?" Jim said and noticed the police officer had rainbow flag pinned to his jacket. "Yeah, and I get where you're coming from." "Well, I'm sure nobody would try to beat you up?" "There are different forms of gay bashing my friend" Osborne said and touched Jim's shoulder. "I guess" Jim looked at the detective's handsome face and wandered what it would feel like to kiss him, "You'll be fine Jim" Osborne said. Jim felts as if the officer wanted to hug him but he was head back by his professional behavior. "Thanks" Jim reached out to the detective when the nurse walked back into the room. "You can go home now Mr. Lopez." "Great" "Is someone picking you up?" Osborne asked. "No, I'll get an Uber." "I can give you a lift," Osborne said. "Sure, if you don't mind?" "No problem" "Thanks again" "I'll be waiting outside "the police officer walked out of the room. Jim got out of bed. His body ached from the beating but had a feeling that Officer Osborne would soon make him feel better. And then he heard the rumble of thunder in the distance The End �2023 Jaradonfiction | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 13 Aug 2023 08:33:23 -0400
From: JP Aradon <[email protected]>
Subject: "Hero Worship" Fantasy Celebrity
This a revised version of an older story � I made some changes this time
Thor is not the Marvel superhero but the God from Norse mythology. The
story deals with a sexual encounter between consenting male adults- if you
don not approve of gay sex between mortals and gods do not read- but if you
enjoy it, please donate to nifty.org
Hero Worship
By Jaradon
Jim Lopez had been obsessed with Thor for a long time. His friends
might have liked other superheroes like Spider Man or Bat Man, but he loved
Thor, The God of Thunder. Jim never missed an issue of any comic book in
which Thor appeared. He also became interested in Norse mythology and
learned all he could about the origins of the real Thor myth that was
different from the comic book version.
"You are Thor crazy," his friend Mike would tease.
Jim did not care Thor was his hero. His fantasy about the character
changed, as he got older. Thor has been a friend and protector when he was
kid but once he became a teenager Thor became a love object. He would jerk
off dreaming of the God of Thunder satisfying his teen-age lust. Jim had
searched for real life Norse muscle god in vain. He was an attractive but
nerdy gay young man. The muscle dudes who he saw at the gym never gave him
a second look. Thor as his lover would always remain a fantasy.
One night he was walking home after work. He lived in a
neighborhood that had been safe until the city had made budget cuts in the
police force and crime had increased. He always took the same route through
the park,
"You got a light buddy," the man said from the shadows.
"Sorry no" Jim said.
"What's the rush bud? "
Jim had seen these two men before. They were both dressed in jeans
and tight t-shirts.
"Sorry I don't have time" Jim said but the men blocked his way.
"You don't like us? "The first thug said.
"No, it's not that."
"I think he likes you."
"Yeah, I see the way he checks out my bulge."
"You go the wrong idea," Jim said.
"Come on I know you want this, "the man said grabbing his crotch.
Jim knew he had to get out of the situation.
"You live near here? "
"No, I'm meeting a friend "Jim lied.
"Is he is a fag too?"
Jim hated that word. He wished he would have punched the guy in
the mouth, but it was two against one and he knew he would not stand a
chance, so he ran.
"Get the queer!" the tall one shouted.
Jim was faster than two thugs but, in his speed, to get away he
stepped the wrong way and twisted his ankle.
"Shit!' Jim said as he smashed his face on the pavement.
The two out of breath thugs stood over him.
"You are going to get it now homo!'
The tall one said kicking Jim in the stomach.
"Going to teach to respected real men," the other said brandishing
a switchblade.
Jim became terrified.
There was rumble of thunder in the distance.
"You are going use your mouth on this "the tall one said unzipping
his fly.
Jim tried to stand but the pain on his ankle was too strong.
"Hold him down," he said.
A second rumble of thunder right over their heads
"Get off me! "Jim tried to fight back.
There was loud crack of thunder.
Jim could not believe who was standing in front of him Thor himself
wielding his massive hammer.
"What the fuck?!" the thug was startled.
Thor turned and with one powerful punch sent the thugs flying.
"Who are you "Jim asked.
"The God of Thunder" Thor said in a deep masculine voice.
"Thor." Jim could not believe the sight of this 6'11-inch, 240
lbs. giant whose body seemed to be made of rippling muscles.
"Are you hurt?" Thor asked examining Jim.
"I think I sprained my ankle" Jim tried to stand up.
"Let me help you "Thor said and lifted Jim in his massive hand.
Jim was 5'6'', 150 lbs. and felt like a child next to the God of
Thunder
"I'll be ok Thor "
Jim felt Thor's powerful arms embrace him.
"What are you doing" Jim asked.
"Taking you to a healing place" Thor said as he picked up the
weakened human and in one leap vanished into the sky.
Jim looked down and down and saw the ground disappeared beneath
them.
"Oh my God "he thought "This can't be happening."
But it was real not a dream.
Jim clung to Thor as they dashed across space and time. The cross
dimensional journey was too stressful on the human body and Jim and he lost
consciousness.
"Are you feeling better my friend"?
Jim opened his eyes and saw Thor.
"What happened to me? "Jim asked.
"The journey is not easy on humans,"
"Journey? Where are we? "Jim was confused.
"Asgard" Thor said and pointed to the windows of the chamber. Jim
could not believe his eyes. A city of gold and silver towers stretched as
the eyes could see.
"Why did you bring me here? "
"You called for me, "Thor said.
"And you saved my life."
"That is what heroes do "
Jim noticed that someone had bandaged his ankle.
"I should get back to Earth."
"No need to rush. Time is different here. You need the healing
waters, removed your garments, and join me."
Thor had a very masculine but gentle tone.
"My name is Jim."
"I like that name is suits you."
Jim pulled off his shirt.
"You have a lean but strong body" Thor said and touched Jim's
shoulder.
" Can I have a robe? "
"A servant will fetch you one "Thor said.
"Where are you going? "
"I have duties, the servant will show you the healing waters."
The bath chamber was a large bubbling tub, which had been carved
from the rock. Jim removed his robe and stepped in. He felt the water
relax and heal his aching muscles. Jim leaned back and enjoyed himself. The
water was stimulating his cock and balls. He was getting a hard on as if
someone were massaging him. Jim started to jerk off. He closed his eyes
and imagined what Thor looked like naked. The Norse giant had a ten-inch
cock. Jim imagined how it would feel to suck on that massive shaft.
"This feels good" Thor said.
Jim opened his eyes and saw the Norse God sitting on the other side
of the tub.
"How long have you been watching me?"
"Pleasuring yourself?" Thor winked at Jim.
"Yes -I mean no!" Jim said.
"Don't warriors bathe together on Earth?"
"Sometimes but I prefer privacy."
Thor laughed and sat next to Jim.
"You can see I'm aroused too" Thor said pointing to his hard cock.
Jim was trying not to stare at Thor's huge dick.
"Don't' you enjoy another man's touch? "Thor said and placed Jim's
hand on his hairy chest.
"Yes, I do" Jim loved the feel of Thor's furry muscles.
"I've never been with a human man before" Thor gave Jim a deep
kiss.
"Well, I've never made love to a God" Jim felt Thor's cock beneath
the water.
Thor reached in between Jim's legs and squeezed the human's ball.
"Oh' Jim moaned.
" You like that my friend?"
"Yes" Jim said as he felt Thor's huge fingers on his ass.
Thor lifted Jim and placed him over his hard cock.
"Relax Jim relax" Thor whispered into his ear as he slowly
introduced his massive cock into the human's tight ass.
Jim felt no pain as the Norse god's thick tool penetrated him. The
magical healing waters had lubricated him enough to feel only pleasure.
"This is how men make love Jim."
"Fuck me Thor" Jim said loving the feeling of the cock thrusting in
and out of his willing ass.
"Thor turned Jim around until they were face to face.
Jim wrapped his arms around Thor's thick neck and kissed him.
The water in the pool changed colors with the lover's growing
passion from blue to gold.
Jim was in ecstasy as he rode the Norse God's engorged cock. He
had never felt pleasure like this before; it was so intense he came without
touching himself.
"Ah yes" Thor orgasmed into the human's ass.
Jim did not want to get off Thor's cock that was still hard within
his now sticky ass.
"Oh, Thor fuck me again please."
"Later my boy we must rest now."
Thor carried Jim to his bedchamber.
"I want more "Jim said feeling Thor's still hard cock.
"Pleasure me then" Thor said caressing the human's sensuous lips.
"I will" Jim said.
Thor spread his massive hairy thighs letting Jim have full access
to his cock and balls.
"Enjoying yourself?" Thor caressed the back of Jim's head.
Jim kept milking the Norse Gods shaft he wanted to feel Thor's cum
in his mouth.
"You are a skillful lover," Thor was enjoying the pleasure Jim was
giving him.
"I want your load Thor!"
"Take it lad!" Thor said as he orgasms into the human's mouth.
Jim loved the feel of the warm liquid flooding his throat.
"Are you satisfied now? "Thor asked.
"Yes" Jim said licking his lips.
Thor kissed Jim. He knew he had the made the right choice by
bringing this human to Asgard.
"I love you Thor" Jim wrapped his arms around Thor's hairy chest.
"Sleep now my sweet lad" Thor kissed Jim on the forehead.
Jim heard a woman's voice calling him.
"Mr. Lopez?"
He opened his eyes and came to face to face with a nurse.
"Yes?" Jim was disappointed that Thor was not around. He was in a
hospital emergency room.
"How are you feeling?" the nurse asked checking his chart.
"I'm ok "Jim realized he was in an emergency room.
"You were lucky the police officers stopped the assault."
"Police brought me here?" Jim asked.
"Yes, one of them is outside he wants to talk to you" the nurse
said.
Jim was trying to remember what happened after the two muggers hit
him but all he could think of was Thor.
"Mr. Lopez?"
Jim looked up and gasped. The police officer standing by his bed
looked like Thor well as close to Thor as the average human could look.
The man was tall with blonde hair and neatly trimmed beard. His police
uniform barely contain his well-muscled body.
"Yes" Jim stammered.
"I would like to ask you some questions?" the police officer said
in a very soothing masculine voice.
"Sure Officer? "
"Osborne, Dave Osborne" he said.
"Did you bring me here?" Jim said sitting up.
"My partner and I interrupted the attack," Osborne explained.
"I was lucky you guys were passing by," Jim said.
"Tell me what happened?" Osborne asked.
"I was minding my own business, on my way home taking a short cut
through the park when these two thugs started harassing me."
"Why do you think they did that?" Osborne asked.
"They were gay bashers!"
"That's a different kind of crime."
"I should have fought back."
"They might have killed you" Osborne said.
"I'm no wimp,"
"Listen I'm gay too" Osborne said.
"You are?" Jim said and noticed the police officer had rainbow flag
pinned to his jacket.
"Yeah, and I get where you're coming from."
"Well, I'm sure nobody would try to beat you up?"
"There are different forms of gay bashing my friend" Osborne said
and touched Jim's shoulder.
"I guess" Jim looked at the detective's handsome face and wandered
what it would feel like to kiss him,
"You'll be fine Jim" Osborne said. Jim felts as if the officer
wanted to hug him but he was head back by his professional behavior.
"Thanks" Jim reached out to the detective when the nurse walked
back into the room.
"You can go home now Mr. Lopez."
"Great"
"Is someone picking you up?" Osborne asked.
"No, I'll get an Uber."
"I can give you a lift," Osborne said.
"Sure, if you don't mind?"
"No problem"
"Thanks again"
"I'll be waiting outside "the police officer walked out of the
room.
Jim got out of bed. His body ached from the beating but had a feeling that
Officer Osborne would soon make him feel better. And then he heard the
rumble of thunder in the distance
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/screwed-on-site | Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2023 11:16:20 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Screwed On Site Hakeem was late again! This was the eighth time this week. He worked for the J&E Modern construction company. His boss, Mr. Rockland was gonna be furious! So, he tried to sneak onto the work site without being noticed. He was almost at his station when...." HAKEEM JOHNSON!" Hakeem looked in the direction of the bellow and his heart sunk! There was Mr. Rockland looking like he wanted to kill someone (and that someone was Hakeem!). "Get in my office now!" Mr. Rockland roared. Hakeem knew he was in deep shit! When he got into the trailer that was supposed to be Mr. Rocklands office, he just stood there, scared to death. "Do you remember what you told me the last time you were late?" Mr. Rockland asked. Hakeem wasn't thinking about that. As a matter of fact, Hakeem was thinking about how fine this brotha looked. Mr. Rockland was about six feet even and looked like he was a solid 220! Comparatively, Hakeem was five foot six feet and weighed only 150! The man could probably bench press Hakeem over his head! "Are you listening to me?" Mr. Rockland yelled. Hakeem nearly jumped out of his skin. "Um, sorry, sir." Hakeem said meekly. "You told me you wouldn't be late again!" Mr. Rockland roared. "Yet, here you are, again, late!" Hakeem had been working there for five years. He'd never seen Mr. Rockland this mad. "What am I going to do?" Hakeem thought in a panic. "I can't lose this job. Especially not when my wife and I are planning to get married next month!" "I just don't know what to do with you." Mr. Rockland said finally. "I think I'm just going to have to fire you." Panic took a hold of Hakeem, and it wouldn't let go. "Oh shit!" Hakeem thought. "I've done it now." "Please!" Hakeem said, getting down on his hands and knees. "Please don't fire me! I need this job!" At this point, Hakeem was frantic. He would do Anything Mr. Rockland wanted him to do just to keep his job.... And he said as much! "I'll do whatever you want me to do, Mr. Rockland. Please! You gotta let me keep this job!" Hakeem begged. A gleam came to Mr. Rockland's eye. "Anything?" He asked Hakeem, a smile forming on his face. "Anything." Mr. Rockland looked Hakeem up and down lecherously, making Hakeem a little uncomfortable. Hakeem took a breath and asked, "What do you want me to do so I can keep this job?" "Strip." Mr. Rockland said simply. "Strip out them clothes." Hakeem's eyes bugged out for a moment. "Mr. Rockland!" He exclaimed. "You can't be serious, man." "Oh, I'm very serious." Mr. Rockland said with a toothy grin. "If you want this job, you'll strip out them clothes and let me do whatever the fuck I want to you!" Hakeem knew what he had to do. He began to take off his clothes, starting with his work boots and socks. As he stripped, Mr. Rockland grinned from ear to ear. "I'm finally getting one of these brothas to do my bidding." He thought happily. "I've been waiting for this day for years!" Next Hakeem took off his jeans. "Well, damn!" Hakeem wasn't wearing any drawers! "You're not wearing any drawers!" exclaimed Mr. Rockland. "I hardly ever do." Hakeem replied as he removed his pants completely. As Hakeem stripped Mr. Rockland slid his hands down into his own pants and began to play with his dick, stroking it slowly. Meanwhile, Hakeem took off his shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. "Fuck!" Mr. Rockland said as he looked on. When Hakeem was finally naked, Mr. Rockland gasped. "Just beautiful." "Do I get to keep my job?" Hakeem asked. "We'll see." Mr. Rockland said. "Come here!" Hakeem walked over to Mr. Rockland. "Bend over." Mr. Rockland commanded. He pointed at his desk. So, Hakeem bent over his desk. "Spread them muscle legs of yours apart... wide apart!" Hakeem did as he was told, once again. "Damn, this boy's got a real pretty ass." Mr. Rockland thought to himself. "You know what I'm about to do to you, don't you?" Mr. Rockland asked. "Yes, sir." Hakeem said softly. "Tell me." Mr. Rockland said as he took off his own belt. "You're about to give me a spanking." Hakeem said. This humiliation happens to all the men who are late to the job site. "Please, Mr. Rockland! Don't do this!" WHACK! When the belt hit his ass cheeks, Hakeem's body tingled all over. WHACK! It hurt like hell, but Hakeem gritted his teeth, trying not to moan. Yes, I said moan. You see, Hakeem enjoyed getting spankings, ever since he was a freshmen in college. Mr. Rockland rubbed Hakeem's tender ass cheeks, which caused Hakeem to moan aloud. "You like that, don't you?" Mr. Rockland asked. "No, sir, I do not!" Hakeem lied. WHACK! WHACK! "Do not lie to me, boy!" Mr. Rockland said. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "AHHH, FUCK!" Hakeem cried out. "SPANK MY ASS!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! At this point, Hakeem's body was hotter than an oven. "I think I got a new position for you." Mr. Rockland said as he pulled his dick out of his pants. "On your knees!" Immediately, Hakeem was on his knees. "Open that pretty mouth... NOW!" Hakeem opened his mouth and Mr. Rockland shoved his dick down his throat, causing Hakeem to gag. It took a minute but, Hakeem was able to handle Mr. Rockland's dick. Mr. Rockland fucked Hakeem's face hard. "AAARRRGGGHHH! MMMMM!" Hakeem moaned loudly. He sucked down Mr. Rockland's dick down to his pubes! "OH JESUS!" Mr. Rockland roared. "You're one good dick sucker!" He bent over and, with both hands, grabbed Hakeem's ass cheeks. "You got a real nice booty. You ever been fucked?" "No, sir!" Hakeem said, his irritation rising. "You want to keep your job, don't you?" Hakeem asked himself. "Of course, I do." He answered. "Then chill out!" He responded. "No, sir, I ain't never been fucked." Mr. Rockland smiled and said, "Fresh met! Good!" SLAP! SLAP! Mr. Rockland's thick, meaty hands stung as they slapped his ass cheeks. "Wiggle that ass! "Say what?" Hakeem asked as if he hadn't heard him. "I said, wiggle that ass, man!" SLAP! SLAP! "Damn, that stings like a mother fucker!" Hakeem thought to himself. He slowly wiggled his ass back and forth. SMACK! SMACK! "That's right, wiggle that ass!" Mr. Rockland said. Suddenly, Hakeem was starting to get turned on. He could feel his dick getting hard. Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" Hakeem turned and looked at Mr. Rockland. "Is he crazy?" He thought. "I'm naked!" Hakeem looked up to see his foremen, Grady Samuels, AKA "Big Dawg". When Big Dawg saw Hakeem, naked, on his knees, on the floor, his jaw dropped! "What the..." Big Dawg began. "Get in here and shut the door!" Mr. Rockland said brusquely. Big Dawg quickly closed the door as he stepped inside. "What's going on?" Big Dawg asked. "This young man was late, again." Mr. Rockland said. "He should be fired but, I'm giving him a chance to earn his job back." At this point, Hakeem was beyond embarrassed. He was utterly humiliated. There was no way he was gonna live this one down; Big Dawg would make sure of that. Hakeem looked up. As soon as he did, there was a flash of light. At that moment, he knew Big Daw had taken his picture. "I wonder what that pictures is gonna cost me?" Hakeem thought. "Probably what's left of my dignity." He just shook his head and continued to shake his ass as Mr. Rockland smacked it hard. "I think he likes that!" Big Dawg exclaimed. He pointed to my dick, which was rock hard! "Why is your dick hard, dude?" Big Dawg asked. "Are you gay?" "No!" Hakeem replied. "I can't be gay!" As far as he knew, he wasn't gay. "Then, why is your dick so hard?" Big Dawg asked. At the moment, Hakeem had no answers for the man. "Stand up!" Big Dawg barked. Hakeem immediately stood up. Then Big Dawg reached out and stroked Hakeem's hard dick. "Mmmm." Hakeem moaned. "That feels so good!" "Yep, he's gay." Mr. Rockland said. "Or, at least, bisexual." "May I kiss him?" Big Dawg asked Mr. Rockland. "I mean, just to see what's really good?" "Sure, why not." Mr. Rockland said as he slid his pants down around his ankles. Hakeem got aroused by the bulge in Mr. Rockland's boxer briefs. Big Dawg cleared his throat, turning Hakeem's attention back to him. Hakeem couldn't help licking his lips. "You like what you see?" Big Dawg asked as he unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. Underneath, Big Dawg was wearing a red jockstrap. Hakeem had to admit, the man looked hot in that jockstrap. "What am I say?" Hakeem questioned. "I'm straight, aren't I?" He looked at the bulge in Big Dawg's jockstrap. "You wanna see it, don't you?" Big Dawg asked Hakeem. Hakeem just shook his head. "Say it. Say you wanna see my dick." "I wanna see your dick...please!" Hakeem begged. Big Dawg grinned when he heard Hakeem beg. "I like it when they beg." Big Dawg said with a grin. He was about to take it out when he just paused. "Naw, man... You take it out!" Hakeem looked at Big Dawg. "You want it, come get it!" Big Dawg said. So, Hakeem crawled over to Big Dawg and, gently pulled Big Dawg's dick out. Hakeem licked his lips. "It's big, isn't it?" Bigger than I thought." Hakeem said. "Why don't you put it in your mouth." Big Dawg suggested. Hakeem was able to get most of Big Dawg's ten inch dick into his mouth. "Now, suck on that dick!" As Hakeem was sucking Big Dawg's big, thick dick, Mr. Rockland was getting a real good look at Hakeem's fat ass. "Damn, Boy!" He said. "You a real fat ass. Just then, Big Dawg reached over and slapped Hakeem's ass cheeks hard. "Mmmm." Hakeem moaned as he sucked Big Dawg's dick. Then Big Dawg grabbed a handful of Hakeem's ass cheeks in each hand and squeezed them roughly. "Spread them ass cheeks." Mr. Rockland said. "Let me see what's inside!" Big Dawg spread Hakeem's ass cheeks wide apart, and Mr. Rockland grinned from ear to ear. "Now, that's a hole!" Mr. Rockland stroked his dick as he watched the two men. Big Dawg smiled at Mr. Rockland stroking his dick. "Shake that ass, Hakeem!" Big Dawg said. Hakeem shook his ass. As he did this, Big Dawg slapped his ass again. This time, he slapped that ass harder, leaving his handprints on Hakeem's backside. "Do you like it when I spank his naughty ass, Mr. Rockland?" "Y-y-yes, I do!" Mr. Rockland said excitedly. "Are you gonna fuck him?" "Only if you want me to." Big Dawg said. Mr. Rockland was giddy with excitement. He could barely keep it together. He grinned and said, "I do! I do!" Hakeem had to admit, he couldn't wait to be fucked by Big Dawg, either. "It may hurt like the devil but," He thought to himself. "It's a pain I'm willing to endure to have that big sausage up my ass!" Big Dawg dragged Hakeem over to Mr. Rockland's desk. Then he made him bend over the desk. "Now, spread them cheeks." Big Dawg said, slapping Hakeem's ass. Hakeem spread his ass cheeks wide apart. "Look at that pretty hole!" Big Dawg put his middle and pointer fingers up his ass. Hakeem grimaced as Big Dawg shoved his fingers in and out of his hole. "This ass is so tight!" Big Dawg looked over at Mr. Rockland, who looked jealous. "You want some of this dick, don't you?" Mr. Rockland eagerly shook his head. "Then, get into position like Hakeem is over here." Mr. Rockland bent over his desk next to Hakeem. When Mr. Rockland was bent over, Big Dawg slapped his ass repeatedly! Hakeem expected Mr. Rockland to be furious but, he was not. As a matter of fact, Mr. Rockland moaned with pleasure with every slap on his ass! "I wonder what they've been up to?" Hakeem thought. "I must be the luckiest man in the world." Big Dawg said. "I got two of the fattest asses to fuck today! Hakeem turned his head slightly and saw Big Dawg slid three fingers up Mr. Rockland's asshole. Mr. Rockland's ass lips closed tightly around Big Dawg's fingers. "Good! Your ass is tight, just how I like it." "And it's all yours." Mr. Rockland said breathlessly. Big Dawg shoved his dick up Mr. Rockland's ass and said, "I know." As Big Dawg fucked Mr. Rockland nice and slow, he slid two fingers up Hakeem's tight hole. Hakeem gritted his teeth as Big Dawg slid his fingers in and out of his hole. "Damn, Hakeem! This ass is so damn tight!" He said. "Tighter than my wife's pussy!" It took some time but, eventually, Big Dawg was able to slide both fingers up Hakeem's ass easily. Hakeem moaned loudly. Big Dawg grabbed Hakeem by his hair and yanked him to him, so they were face to face. Then Big Dawg kissed him gently on the mouth. At that moment, Hakeem was so hot! As Big Dawg fingered Hakeem's hole, he fucked Mr. Rockland like a maniac. "Oooh, shit!" Mr. Rockland moaned. "Fuck my hole!" "You like it nasty, don't you, Mr. Rockland?" Big Dawg asked. "Yesss!" Mr. Rockland moaned. "Of course, you do," Big Dawg said. "You nasty ho!" "Yes, I'm a nasty ho!" Mr. Rockland said. Hakeem was shocked! He had never heard anyone talk to Mr. Rockland the way Big Dawg was talking to him now. Big Dawg saw the shocked look on Hakeem's face. "Hey, Hakeem. Why don't you kiss Mr. Rockland... on the lips." He said. Hakeem looked at Big Dawg like he was crazy. "Do it!" Mr. Rockland said. So, Hakeem kissed Mr. Rockland on the lips. Something happened as they kissed. Hakeem was getting turned on. He could feel his dick starting to stir. "You liked that kiss, hunh, man?" Big Dawg asked. "Yea." Hakeem said shyly. He had never kissed a dude before, and it felt real good. Then Hakeem felt Big Dawg's big, meaty hand all over his ass. "Mmmm." Hakeem moaned. "Big Dawg's hand feels so good all over my ass." Hakeem thought with a grin. While Big Dawg had his hand all over Hakeem's ass, he continued to fuck Mr. Rockland real good. "OH FUCK! JESUS CHRIST!" Mr. Rockland hollered. "MY ASS!" Big Dawg fucked him harder and faster. "OOOH, DADDY!" Hakeem looked at Mr. Rockland in shock. "Did my boss just call another man daddy?" The things you hear when men are hot and horny. Wow! Hakeem watched as Big Dawg fucked the hell out of Mr. Rockland. "Oooh, Daddy, fuck me!" Mr. Rockland cried out. "Give me that good dick!" Then Hakeem felt Big Dawg's two thick fingers up his ass. "Mmmm!" Hakeem moaned. "Oooh, shit!" "Back that ass up!" Big Dawg commanded. That's right, Big Dawg commanded Hakeem.... And Hakeem dutifully followed that command! Hakeem backed his ass up on Big Dawg's dick. "FUCK!" Hakeem thought. "Big Dawg's dick is gonna tear me apart! Fuck!" Big Dawg rode Hakeem's ass like it was the last piece of fine ass he was ever gonna get. "Oooh, God!" Then Mr. Rockland turned Hakeem's face in his direction. Next thing Hakeem knew, Mr. Rockland smeared cum all over his face! "Keep my cum on your face until you get off work!" Mr. Rockland demanded. Hakeem was furious but, what could he do? He desperately needed this job! So, he left the cum right where it was as Big Dawg continued to fuck him down. Then, Suddenly, Big Dawg started fucking him down like a wild man, piston fucking his hole deep. Hakeem could feel his hole being split wide open. "AAARRRGGGGHHH!" He cried out. "MY ASS!" SMACK! "Hush, boy!" Big Dawg said as he slapped Hakeem's ass hard. Mr. Rockland looked on, his eyes full of jealous rage. Big Dawg saw the rage in his eyes and reached over and slapped him across his face. "Chill out!" He barked. "You're next!" Hakeem was straight, wasn't he? "Oo, then why am I getting turned on by the way Big Dawg is fuck me down?" Hakeem asked himself. He didn't know the answer to that particular question. What he did know was that he didn't want Big Dawg to stop. "Fuck me deep, Big Dawg!" He moaned like a bitch. "Fuck me!" Big Dawg pummeled his hole. "I knew you liked getting broke off!" OH, MY GODDD!" Hakeem squealed like a girl. At this point, Hakeem's dick was rock hard, and he was sweating like he was running a marathon. He grabbed his dick and stroked it, slowly. Big Dawg slapped Hakeem's hand from his own dick and said, "Don't touch that dick unless I say so!" If Hakeem didn't cum soon, he thought he'd lose his mind! Big Dawg pulled his dick out Hakeem's ass. Hakeem looked back at him. Then Big Dawg gave him a spanking with his bare hands. Mr. Rockland held him down as Big Dawg whooped that ass! Big Dawg went from ass cheek to ass cheek, spanking Hakeem like he stole something. "I ain't been spanked this much since I was a fucking kid!" Hakeem thought to himself. "This is hot ass fuck!" When it was finally over, Hakeem's ass felt like it was on fire! Big Dawg touched his ass, and he jumped several miles straight up! "Now, go wait outside while I finish up here!" Big Dawg commanded. Hakeem reached for his clothes. "Without your clothes!" Hakeem looked at Mr. Rockland. "You heard the man." Mr. Rockland said. Hakeem sighed deeply. Then he marched himself outside the little trailer Mr. Rockland used as an office on the job site. "This is humiliating!" Hakeem thought as he began to wait. Then he heard the construction workers on the site whistling at him. He just grinned sheepishly. It seemed like it took forever but, finally, Big Dawg stepped out of the office. He was only wearing a black jockstrap. "Have you cum, yet?" Big Dawg asked. "No!" Hakeem barked. Instantly he realized who he was barking at. "Um, I, uh, I'm sorry." Hakeem looked pitiful. "Please let me cum, sir." Big Dawg got down on his knees and said, "Yes, you can cum.... In my mouth!" Hakeem asked no questions. He furiously stroked his dick. He could feel the cum bubbling in his balls. "Come on, man!" Big Dawg urged. "Come for me!" Hakeem's breathing became more labored and intense as he stroked his dick faster and faster. "Fuck! Jesus! SHIT! GODDAMN!" Hakeem swore like a sailor on shore leave. Then, suddenly, his body got rigid. "I'M CUMMIN!" Seconds later, his first load (of many) came rushing out of him, into Big Dawg's awaiting mouth! When he was finally empty, Hakeem nearly collapsed, passing out. When he came to, he noticed that he was in Big Dawg's office, in another trailer. He felt something wet on his dick. When he looked down, he was shocked to see Big Dawg sucking his dick. Big Dawg looked up at him and said, "It's about time you woke up. I want you to fuck me like you fucked your wife last night." "You sure you want that?" Hakeem asked with a grin. "I banged the shit out of her last night." "And I want you to tie me to the tree outside. Let the men fuck me like they've always wanted to." "Okay." Hakeem said. "On your hands and knees. I'mma fuck you like a dog!" When Big Dawg got down on his hands and knees, he knew he was in trouble! The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Wed, 20 Sep 2023 11:16:20 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Screwed On Site
Hakeem was late again! This was the eighth time this week. He worked
for the J&E Modern construction company. His boss, Mr. Rockland was
gonna be furious! So, he tried to sneak onto the work site without being
noticed. He was almost at his station when...." HAKEEM JOHNSON!"
Hakeem looked in the direction of the bellow and his heart sunk! There
was Mr. Rockland looking like he wanted to kill someone (and that someone
was Hakeem!).
"Get in my office now!" Mr. Rockland roared. Hakeem knew he was in
deep shit! When he got into the trailer that was supposed to be Mr.
Rocklands office, he just stood there, scared to death. "Do you
remember what you told me the last time you were late?" Mr. Rockland
asked. Hakeem wasn't thinking about that. As a matter of fact, Hakeem
was thinking about how fine this brotha looked. Mr. Rockland was about
six feet even and looked like he was a solid 220! Comparatively, Hakeem
was five foot six feet and weighed only 150! The man could probably
bench press Hakeem over his head!
"Are you listening to me?" Mr. Rockland yelled. Hakeem nearly jumped
out of his skin. "Um, sorry, sir." Hakeem said meekly. "You told me
you wouldn't be late again!" Mr. Rockland roared. "Yet, here you are,
again, late!" Hakeem had been working there for five years. He'd
never seen Mr. Rockland this mad. "What am I going to do?" Hakeem
thought in a panic. "I can't lose this job. Especially not when my
wife and I are planning to get married next month!"
"I just don't know what to do with you." Mr. Rockland said finally.
"I think I'm just going to have to fire you." Panic took a hold of
Hakeem, and it wouldn't let go. "Oh shit!" Hakeem thought. "I've
done it now." "Please!" Hakeem said, getting down on his hands and
knees. "Please don't fire me! I need this job!" At this point,
Hakeem was frantic. He would do Anything Mr. Rockland wanted him to do
just to keep his job.... And he said as much!
"I'll do whatever you want me to do, Mr. Rockland. Please! You gotta
let me keep this job!" Hakeem begged. A gleam came to Mr. Rockland's
eye. "Anything?" He asked Hakeem, a smile forming on his face.
"Anything." Mr. Rockland looked Hakeem up and down lecherously, making
Hakeem a little uncomfortable. Hakeem took a breath and asked, "What do
you want me to do so I can keep this job?"
"Strip." Mr. Rockland said simply. "Strip out them clothes."
Hakeem's eyes bugged out for a moment. "Mr. Rockland!" He exclaimed.
"You can't be serious, man." "Oh, I'm very serious." Mr. Rockland
said with a toothy grin. "If you want this job, you'll strip out them
clothes and let me do whatever the fuck I want to you!"
Hakeem knew what he had to do. He began to take off his clothes,
starting with his work boots and socks. As he stripped, Mr. Rockland
grinned from ear to ear. "I'm finally getting one of these brothas to
do my bidding." He thought happily. "I've been waiting for this day
for years!" Next Hakeem took off his jeans. "Well, damn!" Hakeem
wasn't wearing any drawers!
"You're not wearing any drawers!" exclaimed Mr. Rockland. "I hardly
ever do." Hakeem replied as he removed his pants completely. As Hakeem
stripped Mr. Rockland slid his hands down into his own pants and began to
play with his dick, stroking it slowly. Meanwhile, Hakeem took off his
shirt, revealing his muscular upper body. "Fuck!" Mr. Rockland said as
he looked on. When Hakeem was finally naked, Mr. Rockland gasped. "Just
beautiful." "Do I get to keep my job?" Hakeem asked. "We'll see."
Mr. Rockland said. "Come here!"
Hakeem walked over to Mr. Rockland. "Bend over." Mr. Rockland
commanded. He pointed at his desk. So, Hakeem bent over his desk.
"Spread them muscle legs of yours apart... wide apart!" Hakeem did as
he was told, once again. "Damn, this boy's got a real pretty ass."
Mr. Rockland thought to himself. "You know what I'm about to do to
you, don't you?" Mr. Rockland asked. "Yes, sir." Hakeem said
softly. "Tell me." Mr. Rockland said as he took off his own belt.
"You're about to give me a spanking." Hakeem said. This humiliation
happens to all the men who are late to the job site. "Please, Mr.
Rockland! Don't do this!"
WHACK! When the belt hit his ass cheeks, Hakeem's body tingled all
over. WHACK! It hurt like hell, but Hakeem gritted his teeth, trying
not to moan. Yes, I said moan. You see, Hakeem enjoyed getting
spankings, ever since he was a freshmen in college. Mr. Rockland rubbed
Hakeem's tender ass cheeks, which caused Hakeem to moan aloud. "You
like that, don't you?" Mr. Rockland asked. "No, sir, I do not!"
Hakeem lied. WHACK! WHACK! "Do not lie to me, boy!" Mr. Rockland
said. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!
"AHHH, FUCK!" Hakeem cried out. "SPANK MY ASS!" WHACK! WHACK!
WHACK! At this point, Hakeem's body was hotter than an oven. "I think
I got a new position for you." Mr. Rockland said as he pulled his dick
out of his pants. "On your knees!" Immediately, Hakeem was on his
knees. "Open that pretty mouth... NOW!" Hakeem opened his mouth and Mr.
Rockland shoved his dick down his throat, causing Hakeem to gag.
It took a minute but, Hakeem was able to handle Mr. Rockland's dick.
Mr. Rockland fucked Hakeem's face hard. "AAARRRGGGHHH! MMMMM!"
Hakeem moaned loudly. He sucked down Mr. Rockland's dick down to his
pubes! "OH JESUS!" Mr. Rockland roared. "You're one good dick
sucker!" He bent over and, with both hands, grabbed Hakeem's ass
cheeks. "You got a real nice booty. You ever been fucked?"
"No, sir!" Hakeem said, his irritation rising. "You want to keep your
job, don't you?" Hakeem asked himself. "Of course, I do." He
answered. "Then chill out!" He responded. "No, sir, I ain't never
been fucked." Mr. Rockland smiled and said, "Fresh met! Good!"
SLAP! SLAP! Mr. Rockland's thick, meaty hands stung as they slapped
his ass cheeks. "Wiggle that ass! "Say what?" Hakeem asked as if he
hadn't heard him. "I said, wiggle that ass, man!"
SLAP! SLAP! "Damn, that stings like a mother fucker!" Hakeem thought
to himself. He slowly wiggled his ass back and forth. SMACK! SMACK!
"That's right, wiggle that ass!" Mr. Rockland said. Suddenly, Hakeem
was starting to get turned on. He could feel his dick getting hard.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" Hakeem turned and
looked at Mr. Rockland. "Is he crazy?" He thought. "I'm naked!"
Hakeem looked up to see his foremen, Grady Samuels, AKA "Big Dawg".
When Big Dawg saw Hakeem, naked, on his knees, on the floor, his jaw
dropped! "What the..." Big Dawg began. "Get in here and shut the
door!" Mr. Rockland said brusquely. Big Dawg quickly closed the door as
he stepped inside. "What's going on?" Big Dawg asked. "This young
man was late, again." Mr. Rockland said. "He should be fired but, I'm
giving him a chance to earn his job back."
At this point, Hakeem was beyond embarrassed. He was utterly
humiliated. There was no way he was gonna live this one down; Big Dawg
would make sure of that. Hakeem looked up. As soon as he did, there was
a flash of light. At that moment, he knew Big Daw had taken his
picture. "I wonder what that pictures is gonna cost me?" Hakeem
thought. "Probably what's left of my dignity." He just shook his head
and continued to shake his ass as Mr. Rockland smacked it hard. "I
think he likes that!" Big Dawg exclaimed. He pointed to my dick, which
was rock hard!
"Why is your dick hard, dude?" Big Dawg asked. "Are you gay?"
"No!" Hakeem replied. "I can't be gay!" As far as he knew, he
wasn't gay. "Then, why is your dick so hard?" Big Dawg asked. At the
moment, Hakeem had no answers for the man. "Stand up!" Big Dawg
barked. Hakeem immediately stood up. Then Big Dawg reached out and
stroked Hakeem's hard dick. "Mmmm." Hakeem moaned. "That feels so
good!"
"Yep, he's gay." Mr. Rockland said. "Or, at least, bisexual." "May
I kiss him?" Big Dawg asked Mr. Rockland. "I mean, just to see what's
really good?" "Sure, why not." Mr. Rockland said as he slid his pants
down around his ankles. Hakeem got aroused by the bulge in Mr.
Rockland's boxer briefs. Big Dawg cleared his throat, turning Hakeem's
attention back to him. Hakeem couldn't help licking his lips. "You
like what you see?" Big Dawg asked as he unbuttoned and unzipped his
jeans. Underneath, Big Dawg was wearing a red jockstrap.
Hakeem had to admit, the man looked hot in that jockstrap. "What am I
say?" Hakeem questioned. "I'm straight, aren't I?" He looked at the
bulge in Big Dawg's jockstrap. "You wanna see it, don't you?" Big
Dawg asked Hakeem. Hakeem just shook his head. "Say it. Say you wanna
see my dick." "I wanna see your dick...please!" Hakeem begged. Big
Dawg grinned when he heard Hakeem beg. "I like it when they beg." Big
Dawg said with a grin. He was about to take it out when he just paused.
"Naw, man... You take it out!"
Hakeem looked at Big Dawg. "You want it, come get it!" Big Dawg said.
So, Hakeem crawled over to Big Dawg and, gently pulled Big Dawg's dick
out. Hakeem licked his lips. "It's big, isn't it?" Bigger than I
thought." Hakeem said. "Why don't you put it in your mouth." Big
Dawg suggested. Hakeem was able to get most of Big Dawg's ten inch dick
into his mouth. "Now, suck on that dick!"
As Hakeem was sucking Big Dawg's big, thick dick, Mr. Rockland was
getting a real good look at Hakeem's fat ass. "Damn, Boy!" He said.
"You a real fat ass. Just then, Big Dawg reached over and slapped
Hakeem's ass cheeks hard. "Mmmm." Hakeem moaned as he sucked Big
Dawg's dick. Then Big Dawg grabbed a handful of Hakeem's ass cheeks in
each hand and squeezed them roughly. "Spread them ass cheeks." Mr.
Rockland said. "Let me see what's inside!" Big Dawg spread Hakeem's
ass cheeks wide apart, and Mr. Rockland grinned from ear to ear. "Now,
that's a hole!"
Mr. Rockland stroked his dick as he watched the two men. Big Dawg smiled
at Mr. Rockland stroking his dick. "Shake that ass, Hakeem!" Big Dawg
said. Hakeem shook his ass. As he did this, Big Dawg slapped his ass
again. This time, he slapped that ass harder, leaving his handprints on
Hakeem's backside. "Do you like it when I spank his naughty ass, Mr.
Rockland?" "Y-y-yes, I do!" Mr. Rockland said excitedly. "Are you
gonna fuck him?" "Only if you want me to." Big Dawg said. Mr.
Rockland was giddy with excitement. He could barely keep it together. He
grinned and said, "I do! I do!" Hakeem had to admit, he couldn't wait
to be fucked by Big Dawg, either. "It may hurt like the devil but," He
thought to himself. "It's a pain I'm willing to endure to have that
big sausage up my ass!"
Big Dawg dragged Hakeem over to Mr. Rockland's desk. Then he made him
bend over the desk. "Now, spread them cheeks." Big Dawg said, slapping
Hakeem's ass. Hakeem spread his ass cheeks wide apart. "Look at that
pretty hole!" Big Dawg put his middle and pointer fingers up his ass.
Hakeem grimaced as Big Dawg shoved his fingers in and out of his hole.
"This ass is so tight!" Big Dawg looked over at Mr. Rockland, who
looked jealous. "You want some of this dick, don't you?" Mr. Rockland
eagerly shook his head. "Then, get into position like Hakeem is over
here." Mr. Rockland bent over his desk next to Hakeem. When Mr.
Rockland was bent over, Big Dawg slapped his ass repeatedly!
Hakeem expected Mr. Rockland to be furious but, he was not. As a matter
of fact, Mr. Rockland moaned with pleasure with every slap on his ass!
"I wonder what they've been up to?" Hakeem thought. "I must be the
luckiest man in the world." Big Dawg said. "I got two of the fattest
asses to fuck today! Hakeem turned his head slightly and saw Big Dawg
slid three fingers up Mr. Rockland's asshole. Mr. Rockland's ass lips
closed tightly around Big Dawg's fingers. "Good! Your ass is tight,
just how I like it." "And it's all yours." Mr. Rockland said
breathlessly. Big Dawg shoved his dick up Mr. Rockland's ass and said,
"I know."
As Big Dawg fucked Mr. Rockland nice and slow, he slid two fingers up
Hakeem's tight hole. Hakeem gritted his teeth as Big Dawg slid his
fingers in and out of his hole. "Damn, Hakeem! This ass is so damn
tight!" He said. "Tighter than my wife's pussy!" It took some time
but, eventually, Big Dawg was able to slide both fingers up Hakeem's ass
easily. Hakeem moaned loudly. Big Dawg grabbed Hakeem by his hair and
yanked him to him, so they were face to face. Then Big Dawg kissed him
gently on the mouth. At that moment, Hakeem was so hot!
As Big Dawg fingered Hakeem's hole, he fucked Mr. Rockland like a
maniac. "Oooh, shit!" Mr. Rockland moaned. "Fuck my hole!" "You
like it nasty, don't you, Mr. Rockland?" Big Dawg asked. "Yesss!"
Mr. Rockland moaned. "Of course, you do," Big Dawg said. "You nasty
ho!" "Yes, I'm a nasty ho!" Mr. Rockland said. Hakeem was shocked!
He had never heard anyone talk to Mr. Rockland the way Big Dawg was
talking to him now.
Big Dawg saw the shocked look on Hakeem's face. "Hey, Hakeem. Why
don't you kiss Mr. Rockland... on the lips." He said. Hakeem looked at
Big Dawg like he was crazy. "Do it!" Mr. Rockland said. So, Hakeem
kissed Mr. Rockland on the lips. Something happened as they kissed.
Hakeem was getting turned on. He could feel his dick starting to stir.
"You liked that kiss, hunh, man?" Big Dawg asked. "Yea." Hakeem said
shyly. He had never kissed a dude before, and it felt real good. Then
Hakeem felt Big Dawg's big, meaty hand all over his ass. "Mmmm."
Hakeem moaned. "Big Dawg's hand feels so good all over my ass."
Hakeem thought with a grin.
While Big Dawg had his hand all over Hakeem's ass, he continued to fuck
Mr. Rockland real good. "OH FUCK! JESUS CHRIST!" Mr. Rockland
hollered. "MY ASS!" Big Dawg fucked him harder and faster. "OOOH,
DADDY!" Hakeem looked at Mr. Rockland in shock. "Did my boss just
call another man daddy?" The things you hear when men are hot and
horny. Wow!
Hakeem watched as Big Dawg fucked the hell out of Mr. Rockland. "Oooh,
Daddy, fuck me!" Mr. Rockland cried out. "Give me that good dick!"
Then Hakeem felt Big Dawg's two thick fingers up his ass. "Mmmm!"
Hakeem moaned. "Oooh, shit!" "Back that ass up!" Big Dawg
commanded. That's right, Big Dawg commanded Hakeem.... And Hakeem
dutifully followed that command!
Hakeem backed his ass up on Big Dawg's dick. "FUCK!" Hakeem thought.
"Big Dawg's dick is gonna tear me apart! Fuck!" Big Dawg rode
Hakeem's ass like it was the last piece of fine ass he was ever gonna
get. "Oooh, God!" Then Mr. Rockland turned Hakeem's face in his
direction. Next thing Hakeem knew, Mr. Rockland smeared cum all over his
face! "Keep my cum on your face until you get off work!" Mr. Rockland
demanded. Hakeem was furious but, what could he do? He desperately
needed this job! So, he left the cum right where it was as Big Dawg
continued to fuck him down.
Then, Suddenly, Big Dawg started fucking him down like a wild man, piston
fucking his hole deep. Hakeem could feel his hole being split wide
open. "AAARRRGGGGHHH!" He cried out. "MY ASS!" SMACK! "Hush,
boy!" Big Dawg said as he slapped Hakeem's ass hard. Mr. Rockland
looked on, his eyes full of jealous rage. Big Dawg saw the rage in his
eyes and reached over and slapped him across his face. "Chill out!" He
barked. "You're next!"
Hakeem was straight, wasn't he? "Oo, then why am I getting turned on
by the way Big Dawg is fuck me down?" Hakeem asked himself. He didn't
know the answer to that particular question. What he did know was that
he didn't want Big Dawg to stop. "Fuck me deep, Big Dawg!" He moaned
like a bitch. "Fuck me!" Big Dawg pummeled his hole. "I knew you
liked getting broke off!" OH, MY GODDD!" Hakeem squealed like a girl.
At this point, Hakeem's dick was rock hard, and he was sweating like he
was running a marathon. He grabbed his dick and stroked it, slowly. Big
Dawg slapped Hakeem's hand from his own dick and said, "Don't touch
that dick unless I say so!" If Hakeem didn't cum soon, he thought
he'd lose his mind!
Big Dawg pulled his dick out Hakeem's ass. Hakeem looked back at him.
Then Big Dawg gave him a spanking with his bare hands. Mr. Rockland held
him down as Big Dawg whooped that ass! Big Dawg went from ass cheek to
ass cheek, spanking Hakeem like he stole something. "I ain't been
spanked this much since I was a fucking kid!" Hakeem thought to himself.
"This is hot ass fuck!"
When it was finally over, Hakeem's ass felt like it was on fire! Big
Dawg touched his ass, and he jumped several miles straight up! "Now, go
wait outside while I finish up here!" Big Dawg commanded. Hakeem
reached for his clothes. "Without your clothes!" Hakeem looked at Mr.
Rockland. "You heard the man." Mr. Rockland said. Hakeem sighed
deeply. Then he marched himself outside the little trailer Mr. Rockland
used as an office on the job site. "This is humiliating!" Hakeem
thought as he began to wait. Then he heard the construction workers on
the site whistling at him. He just grinned sheepishly.
It seemed like it took forever but, finally, Big Dawg stepped out of the
office. He was only wearing a black jockstrap. "Have you cum, yet?"
Big Dawg asked. "No!" Hakeem barked. Instantly he realized who he was
barking at. "Um, I, uh, I'm sorry." Hakeem looked pitiful. "Please
let me cum, sir." Big Dawg got down on his knees and said, "Yes, you
can cum.... In my mouth!"
Hakeem asked no questions. He furiously stroked his dick. He could feel
the cum bubbling in his balls. "Come on, man!" Big Dawg urged. "Come
for me!" Hakeem's breathing became more labored and intense as he
stroked his dick faster and faster. "Fuck! Jesus! SHIT! GODDAMN!"
Hakeem swore like a sailor on shore leave. Then, suddenly, his body got
rigid. "I'M CUMMIN!" Seconds later, his first load (of many) came
rushing out of him, into Big Dawg's awaiting mouth! When he was finally
empty, Hakeem nearly collapsed, passing out.
When he came to, he noticed that he was in Big Dawg's office, in another
trailer. He felt something wet on his dick. When he looked down, he was
shocked to see Big Dawg sucking his dick. Big Dawg looked up at him and
said, "It's about time you woke up. I want you to fuck me like you
fucked your wife last night." "You sure you want that?" Hakeem asked
with a grin. "I banged the shit out of her last night." "And I want
you to tie me to the tree outside. Let the men fuck me like they've
always wanted to." "Okay." Hakeem said. "On your hands and knees.
I'mma fuck you like a dog!" When Big Dawg got down on his hands and
knees, he knew he was in trouble!
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/black-and-green | Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2023 08:00:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Black & Green Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Black & Green "If you're ever in the UK we should play a round of golf." Niall Horan smiled, hitting send. "Golf, you think I'm Tiger Woods?" Lil Nas X replied. "Definitely not Tiger, but I'm sure you've got good game." Niall replied. Both singers sat smiling after their exchange, they had met several times and enjoyed each other's presence, but this was the first time they had the time and space to have a real flirt and it was exciting. How could they make this happen, only time would tell. } "How about California?" Niall suggested to his agent. "California, sure. They'll work you like a dog out there." He replied. "Yeah, but the down time will be worth it." "Glad to hear it, I'll get that all booked for you." That was perfect for Niall who could spend his down time going to see the Lakers, the Rams, the Dodgers and maybe even the Galaxy but most importantly he could find a nice course to play a round of golf on. I'm going to California! Niall posted on social media to an avalanche of likes and comments from his fans. "When are you here bro?" Pinged a message from Lil Nas X. "In two weeks." Niall replied within seconds. Lil Nas X beamed excitedly, sending a tiger emoji followed by two trees. Niall grinned, "I'll see what I can find." } Niall arrived at The Olympic Club golf course and signed in. "Good afternoon." Niall was greeted by the desk staff. "Hey, Niall Horan." he smiled. The One Direction star never got tired of being known, some days he just wanted to disappear into the shadows, but today wasn't one of them. Watching the employee type away on the computer Niall could feel himself getting excited to play a round of golf and with...might I say, a cute black guy. "Your guest has already arrived Mr Horan, they're waiting in the bar." "Thank you very much." Niall beamed, collecting two playing cards and a set of keys for a golf buggy then set off to find his handsome opponent. "You made it." Lil Nas beamed, watching Niall approach. "Hey bro." Niall grinned, throwing his arms open for a hug. "Put it there bro." Lil Nas chuckled, half hugging Niall as he did so. Niall frowned, bumping Lil Nas' fist then pulled away. "You getting pissed up before we play?" Niall winked. "Nah, just an iced tea for me." Lil Nas replied, shaking his head gently. "Good call. Shall we?" Niall smiled, jingling the key for the golf cart as he spoke. "Let's." Lil Nas nodded. The singers found their golf cart and threw their things on the back before Niall turned the key and they set off on their round. "How're you finding California?" Lil Nas started. "Pretty chill, been here quite a few times now. How about you?" Niall replied. "It's aite I guess, but there's no place like home." Lil Nas beamed proudly. Niall glanced across to the Georgian and shared his smile, "I know what you mean, you been to Ireland?" "Hell yeah, nice place." Lil Nas agreed, nodding his head enthusiastically. "Flip for the first shot?" Niall asked as he pulled up at the first green. Pulling a quarter out of his pocket, Niall placed the coin on top of the nail of his thumb and looked towards Lil Nas, "Call it." "Tails" he cried as the coin spun up into the air before falling to the ground. As the coin settled the pair of them read the symbol shown with contrasting reactions. "My tails never fails!" Lil Nas exclaimed, giving himself a slap on the arse as he spoke. Niall couldn't help but smile, "Couldn't sound more like a bottom if you tried." He teased. "Oh honey you don't even know." Lil Nas replied firmly and with complete confidence. Had Niall been looking to stay out of trouble, his comment would have been a massive tactical error but fortunately for them both, Niall was feeling very naughty today. The American placed his ball on the tee, set himself up and went through his motions before taking a large swing and smacking his ball several hundred feet away. The One Direction singer's eyes never left Lil Nas' perfect, round arse. "That's what I'm talking about." Lil Nas called, watching his ball land on a nice spot in the middle of the fairway. "Nice shot." Niall offered suddenly realising he should probably say something. "That's right boy, you're up." Lil Nas replied moving aside while using his arms to guide Niall towards the tee. The Irishman moved towards the tee and although he was a relatively experienced golfer Niall found the nerves got the better of him. Pulling across his swing the One Direction singer shanked his shot horribly to the left landing in the bushes several yards away from the fairway. "Damn bro, good luck finding that one!" Lil Nas chuckled as Niall turned back towards him with an embarrassed frown before they climbed into the golf buggy. "You play often? You've got a good swing?" Niall started as he started the buggy, and they rode up to find their golf balls. "Not often, but I know my way around a golf course." Lil Nas beamed. "And I know you're pretty good, so I had a little practice after you invited me for a game." He finished. Niall grinned over towards the rapper who was clearly proud of himself for preparing himself adequately. After several holes found himself trailing the American, the competitor in the One Direction star made him angry with himself, frustrated at his inability to play at his very best. Strangely however, even though Niall found himself losing he wasn't too bothered whilst he stood watching Lil Nas lining up his shot and he knew exactly why. The rapper's trousers which stuck to his arse like cling film exposed Lil Nas' bootylicious black arse causing the Irishman's cock to stand rock hard as he watched Lil Nas stroke another shot home and extend his lead. "Booyah!" Lil Nas grinned, pumping his fist at another successful hole. The rapper turned to see Niall frowning at him, mixed in with a tiny smirk and as Niall moved past him to take his own shot, the American noticed Niall's shorts were slightly misshapen in the best place imaginable. The American watched on as Niall took his shot and in the exact same way the One Direction star had previously, Lil Nas found himself leering at Niall's juicy, round ass. With age and a few injuries, Niall had put on a little weight mainly around his arse which looks irresistible in the Irishman's light blue shorts. "How does it feel to be out?" Niall asked, taking the conversation towards sexuality in order to find out if he actually had a chance with the rapper. "It's calm and pretty liberating." Lil Nas smiled. "That's so cool I'm really proud of you, you've become a huge role model across the pond." Niall replied. "Really, that's pretty neat!" The rapper laughed proudly. "Absolutely, there aren't many black rappers who are out, young and good looking." "Niall explained while lining up his next shot, bending over once again to flaunt his arse. "You think I'm hot?" Lil Nas chortled. "You didn't need me to tell you that." Niall replied seemingly dismissive of the American's surprise. "Ok, but do you mean I'm hot...or I'm `hot' hot?" Lil Nas pressed. "As in, would I get with you?" Niall asked feigning as though he didn't quite understand the rapper's agenda. "Yeah!" Lil Nas replied somewhat impatiently now that his balls might see some action. "Oh yeah, for sure I wouldn't mind having a ride on that big black butt. I'd cruise that thing to Dublin and back." Niall agreed as he tapped his shot away. "Bullseye." The Irishman smiled as his ball disappeared into the hole. Niall brought the buggy to a halt and the pair hopped out. "It's around here somewhere." He called, scratching his head as he walked towards the trees. "Oh right, and I'm supposed to just follow you in there am I? Sounds like the start of a horror movie." Lil Nas teased. "Just get your butt in here and help me." Niall chuckled, "Or I'll make a horror movie on your ass." "You promise?" Lil Nas laughed, following Niall while trying to scan the greenery for any flashes of white. Lil Nas glanced behind him, "Yeah, can't see the fairway now white boy, don't get us lost." He teased. "Ahhh no, I think I see it down there." Niall groaned. The rapper hurried over to Niall's side taking a look in the same direction as the Irishman. "Where am I looking?" "Down in that little ditch." Niall pointed towards an area where the ground fell away a little. "I can't see anything." Lil Nas frowned. "Lean forward and you'll see it." Niall insisted. The American did as Niall had advised, bending his upper body forward slightly, "No, nothing." He replied confused. "Hmm." Niall responded; his hand moved silently to rest on Lil Nas' juicy arse. "Oh, it's like that is it?" The rapper laughed. "Maybe." "So, are we looking for your ball or not?" "Nah, just give me 3 penalty points, though if I rim your arse can we make it 2 points." Niall smiled. Lil Nas took hold of Niall's chin and pulled the One Direction star in for a soft kiss. The pair held their clinch for several seconds before breaking apart, "2 points if you rim me, 1 point if you fuck me right after." Lil Nas beamed. "Yes sir." Niall grinned, returning to kiss Lil Nas again while taking the rapper's hand and placing it on his bulge for a quick squeeze. Lil Nas only kept his hand on the Irishman's bulge for a second. Dropping to his knees the rapper unbuttoned Niall's shorts and exposed the blonde boy's tight boxers. Next Lil Nas' fingers slipped into the fly and after a second of rummaging, guided Niall's thick, white, veiny, uncut cock through the hole. The rapper made sure to extend the shaft and smiled, Niall's cock had stretched out to a nice 6.5 inches and looked irresistible. There wasn't time to properly inspect the One Direction star's meat however, there could be another game passing through at any moment. Watching the tight foreskin around Niall's tip approach, the American opened his mouth and allowed it to slide along his tongue until the blonde fuzzy pubes peeking out of the fly, brushed up against his nose. The feeling of the One Direction star's cock rolling back and forth along his tongue was a dream come true for Lil Nas and the sweet, yet mildly musky smell of those golden pubes made the American's own cock throb. "Good God yes!" Niall sighed gently watching his cock sliding into Lil Nas' handsome face. Knocking the hat off the American's head, Niall gave himself a perfect view of those full pouting lips as they pleasured his cock and even better access to that sensational black hair which gave him the leverage to add a bit of his own hips to the blowjob. Lil Nas loved Niall's input, his chunky thighs felt nice and manly under the rapper's hands as they pushed the Irishman's cock deeper into Lil Nas' skull. Niall's 6.5-inch sword tasted so good the rapper didn't want to let it go. Sucking hungrily, Lil Nas forced the bare meat into the side of his cheek, sliding the flavour of the cute blonde across the inside of his cheek. The rapper's eyes flashed up towards Niall again admiring the popstar's rugged features. Niall's maturing, manly look made the One Direction star irresistible and the idea of sucking him in public made the Irishman even hotter. Niall gripped tighter to the African American's sexy afro hair, pulling the sexy rapper down harder and faster into his bushy blonde crotch. The stunning black boy's mouth was doing some incredible work and although Niall was enjoying himself very much, he needed to get some of that black arse before they got caught. Pushing Lil Nas' face off the end of his hard cock, Niall grinned with a hint of malevolence in his eyes. The rapper didn't have to read Niall's mind to know what he was thinking which brought a quiver of excitement from his tight, black hole. The One Direction star pulled Lil Nas up and turned him towards the nearest tree which the rapper placed his palms against to hold himself steady. Niall dropped to his knees, pulling the American's khaki shorts down with him. [Holy Jesus, Mary and Joseph.] Niall screamed to himself internally, the sight of those dark round peaches exposed, ready and begging for his attention. Placing a hand on each cheek, the Irishman spread them nice and wide giving himself a nice long peek at Lil Nas' soft brown entrance. The One Direction star's cock throbbed on sight, desperate for a piece of the action but it would have to wait. Hurling a glob of spit across the American's hole, Niall lunged forward burying his furry face into the gap and sliding his tongue deliciously along the black boy's inviting hole. "Oh God." Lil Nas hissed to the skies above. Niall's beard scratched at the inside of the American's juicy arse cheeks as the One Direction star forced his tongue into the gap, searching for the rapper's essence. The flavour to tickle Niall's tongue was nice and fresh, covering his taste buds in that fresh, clean anal funk that made his cock throb. Squeezing those round, black globes a little harder, Niall pulled the rapper's hole onto his tongue, eating him out quickly and efficiently. The sound of calling birds rang loud around them as Niall's face immersed itself between Lil Nas' dark cheeks. The Irishman afforded himself another couple of dozen seconds of licking and lapping at the black boy's sweet hole before popping up, full of energy. "Ready?" "Ready!" Lil Nas held his position leant against the tree and felt his own cock throb excitedly as the Irishman got into position behind him. Niall handled the rapper's arse firmly, moving the cheeks apart again as he stood between Lil Nas' spread legs and then rolling his cock from the base of the rapper's crease to the top, Niall signalled his intention to enter. The One Direction star's next move was to place his thick, hard tool against Lil Nas' soft ring giving the rapper a second to adjust then finally, using his feet for leverage, Niall forced his way forward. "Holy Jesus." Lil Nas cursed as the top's thick white cock pushed forward, invading his ring with its substantial girth. There was no time to resist, the American could only close his eyes and take long deep breaths as Niall pushed his cock into the rapper's tight black belly. The Irishman's grip was firm, helping to keep Lil Nas in check as his chunky cock split open the black boy's sweet, tight insides. Lil Nas had no choice, all he could do was push out his hole even harder, of course he could always ask Niall to stop, but why the hell would he do that? Reaching back, the rapper took hold of Niall's side and squeezed as tight as he could. "Ahhh, hurts that much, does it?" Niall winced with a grin. "A little, but don't stop." Lil Nas replied through gritted teeth. No sooner had Niall's cock surpassed two inches inside Lil Nas' tight hole did the top begin to swing. Clenching his furry arsehole, Niall pulled his head back half an inch then pushed it in two-thirds of an inch. The feeling of the bare friction was instantaneously pleasurable for Niall who remained steady and firm with his movements. Lil Nas wasn't too disgruntled by the pressure even though the pain of stretching and penetration was only just beginning. The movements behind the American were opening him up slowly, he could feel the Irish boy's white log opening him up as the thickest part of his chunky cock gradually approached his ring. The top's thick hairy legs were nicely planted and guided him up into Lil Nas' cute black butt with every determined stroke. The grip on Niall's side had loosened a touch even though his cock continued to barge its way inside the American's black cunt. [I thought once you go black only referred to their big fat cocks!] Niall beamed to himself as he felt his cock throb wildly, its appetite insatiable now that he had gained entry. "Are you doing, ok?" Niall asked caringly. "Yeah, I'm good." Lil Nas replied. The bottom wasn't lying, now that the excruciating stretching of that first penetration was over it was just the waiting game for insides to open and they'd been opened up enough times in the past to be forgiving to today's intruder. Niall could feel the difference now that he was inside, the sixth of an inch of progress he had been making per stroke quickly turned into a quarter, then a third. With about an inch to go, the Irishman figured he would try and make this bit a little more special. "Think I can push all of the rest in?" Niall asked. "Sure, nice and slow though." Lil Nas warned. The top paused, lined his nice up nice and straight then as requested nice and slowly, he pressed the final inch of his 6.5-inch log up into Lil Nas' body until his furry blonde pubes flattened themselves against the American's juicy black cheeks. Glancing around, Niall gave a little caution to their surroundings. With no one to be seen, the Irishman placed a hand over Lil Nas' mouth and began to slide his cock back and forth. The bottom knew he couldn't scream but Niall's insurance policy was appreciated as he exhaled the pressure of each stroke into the Irishman's hand. The arousing sensation that was a nice, thick dick, sliding back and forth between the walls of his tight black hole was exactly the feeling Lil Nas needed today. The selfish side of Niall was all about depth and that became apparent very quickly, no matter how far he pulled out, every time the top pressed forward into Lil Nas' belly he made sure his furry crotch hit those glorious brown arse cheeks to cushion his weight. Biting his own lip to stop himself screaming to the world how good this sexy black boy felt around his cock, Niall quickly increased his length giving the pair of them as much friction as possible. Using his sturdy legs, the top found his rhythm sliding his bare white cock 4.5 inches back and forth pumping smoothly to ensure maximum comfort for Lil Nas whose arse cushioned every shot with minimal fuss. "Holy Jesus." Niall cursed inadvertently sounding more Irish than he ever had before. The One Direction singer threw his entire body weight against the juicy goodness of Lil Nas' meaty arse cheeks and felt rewarded. Not only were the feelings travelling through his rock-hard boner the best he'd ever felt, but his bottom had taken hold of his hand squeezing back tightly whilst sighing with pleasure, he too was loving this just as much as Niall was. "God that's good." Lil Nas sighed after Niall had released his mouth, making sure to keep his voice down although in reality he wanted to scream it loud enough for the entire club to hear. The bottom's legs were firmly planted and able to take Niall's weight as the Irishman stabbed his thick, bare white cock into the American's sexy, dark insides. Lil Nas' left hand held Niall's, squeezing it tight to increase the passion of their quickie while his right hand found his hard cock and began to stroke himself hard and fast. There was no time to lose, Niall was in but raw, and whilst the American had faith in Niall's ability to last long enough, he wasn't going to take liberties, he wanted to cum with that amazing white dick rearranging his previously tight arse hole. Throwing his upper body weight forward, Niall planted a kiss on the rapper's neck and sucking hard he gave Lil Nas everything he had. The top knew Lil Nas liked it when someone sucked on his neck and from the way the American leaned into his kiss. Like a vampire, Niall accepted the black boy's delicious neck, sucking passionately while battering his juicy, black arse to another appreciative groan from the bottom. The sound of birds calling were the gentle backdrop Lil Nas could hear as he closed his eyes and enjoyed the attentions of the passionate Irishman. Jerking his 7.5-inch cut, boner, Lil Nas did everything he could to maximise the pleasure of Niall's horny body. The suction of Niall's lips around his neck, trying to pull the blood through his skin felt incredible. Niall's fingers squeezed back nice and hard, matching the rapper's grip and squeezing harder adding extra domination to their embrace. Lil Nas couldn't think of a more appropriate way for the Irishman to assert his dominance, he fucking loved it. Niall's chubby white sword felt so good as it battered its way into the rapper's raw insides, Lil Nas felt as though he were getting double points for every stroke of his own throbbing boner to the drum of Niall's beat. Niall too was having the time of his life burying his hard cock into this tight black booty. By now the top was travelling as freely as one could within a raw black boy's hole that had been fucked open by his own cock. Every movement squeezed generous levels of friction around his determined cock which stuff itself back into the rapper with arousing power. The top could feel the hairs on his neck slowly rising as the pleasure raced through his body, tingling every one of his senses. The raw friction of bare white cock thrusting deep into bare black arse had become too much for them both and the moment arrived where the pair achieved their goal. "I'm quite close." Niall huffed, jabbing hard into the bottom. "Shoot your load in me!" Lil Nas replied emphatically. "Yes sir." Niall replied, repeatedly pounding his crotch as deep and hard as the bouncy black mounds would allow. The Irishman's hard, direct shots were perfect, driving his sensitive head straight to the tightest part of Lil Nas' hole, using the sexy black boy's body to pleasure his thick, throbbing white shaft. With one deep almighty thrust, Niall threw his entire body into the American's waiting arse and squeezing tight around Lil Nas' shoulder whilst holding his body close, the One Direction star felt his sweaty nuts begin to unload inside his sexy black bottom. "Holy fuck." Lil Nas squealed, catching his volume to stop himself shouting so loud that the entire state of California could hear him. The black bottom closed his eyes and focused on the feelings in and around his arse. A powerful jet of warmth blasted deep up into his tight arse coating his sphincter in a soothing load of Irish cream. "Sweet Jaysus!" Niall hissed, unable to hide the Irish in him as his body began to feel so warm and wonderful. The bottom jerked as hard as he physically could using the warmth of Niall's seed up his tight rectum, the power of Niall's furry belly crushed into his back and the sweet Irishness being breathed into his ear to bring him to his climax. Reaching behind and taking a firm grip of the back of Niall's head, pulling the Irish top right into him Lil Nas stifled a deep passionate groan as Niall's second milky blast of cum induced the bottom's first. Feeling another rush of cum surge up his thick, white shaft, Niall needed to stop himself screaming once more so the top took a firm grip of Lil Nas' jaw and turned the American towards him, locking them in an emotional, orgasmic kiss. The power of their orgasms had reached fever pitch. Niall was no longer thrusting and Lil Nas was no longer jerking. "Oh God, oh God." Lil Nas whispered into Niall's mouth, initially for another volley of his cum squirting across the plants below him followed by an extra groan as Niall's thick cock filled his chute with another warm load of cum. The birds were still chirping around them and the trees still rustling in the wind, but all of the background noise surrounding them had been blocked by this moment, the sensation of the joint climax engulfing their horny bodies. More splashes of Irish cream flooded Lil Nas' guts as Niall's blonde nuts emptied. Each squirt sent another rope of pearly white jizz down onto the foliage below them. Sliding his outer skin back, Lil Nas milked himself dry using the raw white cock within him to heighten the pleasure of it all. "Right there baby, right there." Lil Nas agreed after feeling yet more of Niall's seed filling his insides. "Fooking take it sexy boy!" Niall replied, squeezing Lil Nas tight to ensure his seed blasted as deep inside the bottom as possible. After what felt like an hour of orgasmic pleasure, the pair stopped squirting but continued to pulse. They remained locked together for another minute, just kissing gently as the aftershocks of their orgasm slowly subsided and Niall's chunky cock softened allowing it to slip from the American's abused hole. Their hammering hearts thudded hard within their chests as they breathed through the excitement of the hottest sex either of them had ever experienced. A gust of wind blew through finally bringing the pair to their senses. A quick glance around and they still hadn't been noticed. Niall was first to slide up his shorts closely followed by the rapper who took a little extra care as he bent down. Lil Nas turned to face Niall and smiled, his ring felt battered and bruised, it had never felt better, a feeling he could enjoy for the next hour as they finished their round. "Something tells me you've done that before." Lil Nas grinned as they drove down the fairway after their first shots on the next hole. "Nah, I was a virgin mate." Niall laughed, stroking the rapper's knee. "Yeah, and I'm Prince Harry's cousin." Lil Nas chuckled. "Might've had a couple of public shags before, but never on a golf course with a sexy African-American." Niall explained. "I'll take that." Lil Nas beamed proudly, clenching his hole to play with Niall's jizz, swimming inside his belly. A few holes later and their round was complete. Following his intentionally poor start to instigate some flirting, Niall finished strongly coming through to win the round by a couple of shots. "Well played bro." Lil Nas beamed, pulling Niall in for a half-hug handshake. "Aye man, you too, what a loada fun that was." The Irishman's eyes shining big and bright in memory of their hot hook up. "It really was. I knew you had a shady side and I'm glad I found it." Lil Nas grinned proudly. "I'll have to play golf in America more often." 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Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2023 08:00:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Black & Green
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Black & Green
"If you're ever in the UK we should play a round of golf." Niall Horan
smiled, hitting send. "Golf, you think I'm Tiger Woods?" Lil Nas X
replied. "Definitely not Tiger, but I'm sure you've got good game." Niall
replied. Both singers sat smiling after their exchange, they had met
several times and enjoyed each other's presence, but this was the first
time they had the time and space to have a real flirt and it was
exciting. How could they make this happen, only time would tell.
}
"How about California?" Niall suggested to his agent. "California,
sure. They'll work you like a dog out there." He replied. "Yeah, but the
down time will be worth it." "Glad to hear it, I'll get that all booked for
you." That was perfect for Niall who could spend his down time going to see
the Lakers, the Rams, the Dodgers and maybe even the Galaxy but most
importantly he could find a nice course to play a round of golf on.
I'm going to California! Niall posted on social media to an avalanche of
likes and comments from his fans. "When are you here bro?" Pinged a message
from Lil Nas X. "In two weeks." Niall replied within seconds. Lil Nas X
beamed excitedly, sending a tiger emoji followed by two trees. Niall
grinned, "I'll see what I can find."
}
Niall arrived at The Olympic Club golf course and signed in. "Good
afternoon." Niall was greeted by the desk staff. "Hey, Niall Horan." he
smiled. The One Direction star never got tired of being known, some days he
just wanted to disappear into the shadows, but today wasn't one of
them. Watching the employee type away on the computer Niall could feel
himself getting excited to play a round of golf and with...might I say, a
cute black guy. "Your guest has already arrived Mr Horan, they're waiting
in the bar." "Thank you very much." Niall beamed, collecting two playing
cards and a set of keys for a golf buggy then set off to find his handsome
opponent.
"You made it." Lil Nas beamed, watching Niall approach. "Hey bro." Niall
grinned, throwing his arms open for a hug. "Put it there bro." Lil Nas
chuckled, half hugging Niall as he did so. Niall frowned, bumping Lil Nas'
fist then pulled away. "You getting pissed up before we play?" Niall
winked. "Nah, just an iced tea for me." Lil Nas replied, shaking his head
gently. "Good call. Shall we?" Niall smiled, jingling the key for the golf
cart as he spoke. "Let's." Lil Nas nodded.
The singers found their golf cart and threw their things on the back before
Niall turned the key and they set off on their round. "How're you finding
California?" Lil Nas started. "Pretty chill, been here quite a few times
now. How about you?" Niall replied. "It's aite I guess, but there's no
place like home." Lil Nas beamed proudly. Niall glanced across to the
Georgian and shared his smile, "I know what you mean, you been to Ireland?"
"Hell yeah, nice place." Lil Nas agreed, nodding his head enthusiastically.
"Flip for the first shot?" Niall asked as he pulled up at the first
green. Pulling a quarter out of his pocket, Niall placed the coin on top of
the nail of his thumb and looked towards Lil Nas, "Call it." "Tails" he
cried as the coin spun up into the air before falling to the ground. As the
coin settled the pair of them read the symbol shown with contrasting
reactions. "My tails never fails!" Lil Nas exclaimed, giving himself a slap
on the arse as he spoke. Niall couldn't help but smile, "Couldn't sound
more like a bottom if you tried." He teased. "Oh honey you don't even
know." Lil Nas replied firmly and with complete confidence. Had Niall been
looking to stay out of trouble, his comment would have been a massive
tactical error but fortunately for them both, Niall was feeling very
naughty today.
The American placed his ball on the tee, set himself up and went through
his motions before taking a large swing and smacking his ball several
hundred feet away. The One Direction singer's eyes never left Lil Nas'
perfect, round arse. "That's what I'm talking about." Lil Nas called,
watching his ball land on a nice spot in the middle of the fairway. "Nice
shot." Niall offered suddenly realising he should probably say
something. "That's right boy, you're up." Lil Nas replied moving aside
while using his arms to guide Niall towards the tee.
The Irishman moved towards the tee and although he was a relatively
experienced golfer Niall found the nerves got the better of him. Pulling
across his swing the One Direction singer shanked his shot horribly to the
left landing in the bushes several yards away from the fairway. "Damn bro,
good luck finding that one!" Lil Nas chuckled as Niall turned back towards
him with an embarrassed frown before they climbed into the golf buggy.
"You play often? You've got a good swing?" Niall started as he started the
buggy, and they rode up to find their golf balls. "Not often, but I know my
way around a golf course." Lil Nas beamed. "And I know you're pretty good,
so I had a little practice after you invited me for a game." He
finished. Niall grinned over towards the rapper who was clearly proud of
himself for preparing himself adequately.
After several holes found himself trailing the American, the competitor in
the One Direction star made him angry with himself, frustrated at his
inability to play at his very best. Strangely however, even though Niall
found himself losing he wasn't too bothered whilst he stood watching Lil
Nas lining up his shot and he knew exactly why. The rapper's trousers which
stuck to his arse like cling film exposed Lil Nas' bootylicious black arse
causing the Irishman's cock to stand rock hard as he watched Lil Nas stroke
another shot home and extend his lead.
"Booyah!" Lil Nas grinned, pumping his fist at another successful hole. The
rapper turned to see Niall frowning at him, mixed in with a tiny smirk and
as Niall moved past him to take his own shot, the American noticed Niall's
shorts were slightly misshapen in the best place imaginable. The American
watched on as Niall took his shot and in the exact same way the One
Direction star had previously, Lil Nas found himself leering at Niall's
juicy, round ass. With age and a few injuries, Niall had put on a little
weight mainly around his arse which looks irresistible in the Irishman's
light blue shorts.
"How does it feel to be out?" Niall asked, taking the conversation towards
sexuality in order to find out if he actually had a chance with the
rapper. "It's calm and pretty liberating." Lil Nas smiled. "That's so cool
I'm really proud of you, you've become a huge role model across the pond."
Niall replied. "Really, that's pretty neat!" The rapper laughed
proudly. "Absolutely, there aren't many black rappers who are out, young
and good looking." "Niall explained while lining up his next shot, bending
over once again to flaunt his arse. "You think I'm hot?" Lil Nas
chortled. "You didn't need me to tell you that." Niall replied seemingly
dismissive of the American's surprise. "Ok, but do you mean I'm hot...or
I'm `hot' hot?" Lil Nas pressed. "As in, would I get with you?" Niall asked
feigning as though he didn't quite understand the rapper's agenda. "Yeah!"
Lil Nas replied somewhat impatiently now that his balls might see some
action. "Oh yeah, for sure I wouldn't mind having a ride on that big black
butt. I'd cruise that thing to Dublin and back." Niall agreed as he tapped
his shot away. "Bullseye." The Irishman smiled as his ball disappeared into
the hole.
Niall brought the buggy to a halt and the pair hopped out. "It's around
here somewhere." He called, scratching his head as he walked towards the
trees. "Oh right, and I'm supposed to just follow you in there am I? Sounds
like the start of a horror movie." Lil Nas teased. "Just get your butt in
here and help me." Niall chuckled, "Or I'll make a horror movie on your
ass." "You promise?" Lil Nas laughed, following Niall while trying to scan
the greenery for any flashes of white. Lil Nas glanced behind him, "Yeah,
can't see the fairway now white boy, don't get us lost." He teased.
"Ahhh no, I think I see it down there." Niall groaned. The rapper hurried
over to Niall's side taking a look in the same direction as the
Irishman. "Where am I looking?" "Down in that little ditch." Niall pointed
towards an area where the ground fell away a little. "I can't see
anything." Lil Nas frowned. "Lean forward and you'll see it." Niall
insisted. The American did as Niall had advised, bending his upper body
forward slightly, "No, nothing." He replied confused. "Hmm." Niall
responded; his hand moved silently to rest on Lil Nas' juicy arse. "Oh,
it's like that is it?" The rapper laughed. "Maybe." "So, are we looking for
your ball or not?" "Nah, just give me 3 penalty points, though if I rim
your arse can we make it 2 points." Niall smiled. Lil Nas took hold of
Niall's chin and pulled the One Direction star in for a soft kiss. The pair
held their clinch for several seconds before breaking apart, "2 points if
you rim me, 1 point if you fuck me right after." Lil Nas beamed. "Yes sir."
Niall grinned, returning to kiss Lil Nas again while taking the rapper's
hand and placing it on his bulge for a quick squeeze.
Lil Nas only kept his hand on the Irishman's bulge for a second. Dropping
to his knees the rapper unbuttoned Niall's shorts and exposed the blonde
boy's tight boxers. Next Lil Nas' fingers slipped into the fly and after a
second of rummaging, guided Niall's thick, white, veiny, uncut cock through
the hole. The rapper made sure to extend the shaft and smiled, Niall's cock
had stretched out to a nice 6.5 inches and looked irresistible. There
wasn't time to properly inspect the One Direction star's meat however,
there could be another game passing through at any moment. Watching the
tight foreskin around Niall's tip approach, the American opened his mouth
and allowed it to slide along his tongue until the blonde fuzzy pubes
peeking out of the fly, brushed up against his nose. The feeling of the One
Direction star's cock rolling back and forth along his tongue was a dream
come true for Lil Nas and the sweet, yet mildly musky smell of those golden
pubes made the American's own cock throb.
"Good God yes!" Niall sighed gently watching his cock sliding into Lil Nas'
handsome face. Knocking the hat off the American's head, Niall gave himself
a perfect view of those full pouting lips as they pleasured his cock and
even better access to that sensational black hair which gave him the
leverage to add a bit of his own hips to the blowjob.
Lil Nas loved Niall's input, his chunky thighs felt nice and manly under
the rapper's hands as they pushed the Irishman's cock deeper into Lil Nas'
skull. Niall's 6.5-inch sword tasted so good the rapper didn't want to let
it go. Sucking hungrily, Lil Nas forced the bare meat into the side of his
cheek, sliding the flavour of the cute blonde across the inside of his
cheek. The rapper's eyes flashed up towards Niall again admiring the
popstar's rugged features. Niall's maturing, manly look made the One
Direction star irresistible and the idea of sucking him in public made the
Irishman even hotter.
Niall gripped tighter to the African American's sexy afro hair, pulling the
sexy rapper down harder and faster into his bushy blonde crotch. The
stunning black boy's mouth was doing some incredible work and although
Niall was enjoying himself very much, he needed to get some of that black
arse before they got caught. Pushing Lil Nas' face off the end of his hard
cock, Niall grinned with a hint of malevolence in his eyes. The rapper
didn't have to read Niall's mind to know what he was thinking which brought
a quiver of excitement from his tight, black hole. The One Direction star
pulled Lil Nas up and turned him towards the nearest tree which the rapper
placed his palms against to hold himself steady. Niall dropped to his
knees, pulling the American's khaki shorts down with him. [Holy Jesus, Mary
and Joseph.] Niall screamed to himself internally, the sight of those dark
round peaches exposed, ready and begging for his attention.
Placing a hand on each cheek, the Irishman spread them nice and wide giving
himself a nice long peek at Lil Nas' soft brown entrance. The One Direction
star's cock throbbed on sight, desperate for a piece of the action but it
would have to wait. Hurling a glob of spit across the American's hole,
Niall lunged forward burying his furry face into the gap and sliding his
tongue deliciously along the black boy's inviting hole. "Oh God." Lil Nas
hissed to the skies above. Niall's beard scratched at the inside of the
American's juicy arse cheeks as the One Direction star forced his tongue
into the gap, searching for the rapper's essence. The flavour to tickle
Niall's tongue was nice and fresh, covering his taste buds in that fresh,
clean anal funk that made his cock throb. Squeezing those round, black
globes a little harder, Niall pulled the rapper's hole onto his tongue,
eating him out quickly and efficiently. The sound of calling birds rang
loud around them as Niall's face immersed itself between Lil Nas' dark
cheeks. The Irishman afforded himself another couple of dozen seconds of
licking and lapping at the black boy's sweet hole before popping up, full
of energy. "Ready?" "Ready!"
Lil Nas held his position leant against the tree and felt his own cock
throb excitedly as the Irishman got into position behind him. Niall handled
the rapper's arse firmly, moving the cheeks apart again as he stood between
Lil Nas' spread legs and then rolling his cock from the base of the
rapper's crease to the top, Niall signalled his intention to enter. The One
Direction star's next move was to place his thick, hard tool against Lil
Nas' soft ring giving the rapper a second to adjust then finally, using his
feet for leverage, Niall forced his way forward.
"Holy Jesus." Lil Nas cursed as the top's thick white cock pushed forward,
invading his ring with its substantial girth. There was no time to resist,
the American could only close his eyes and take long deep breaths as Niall
pushed his cock into the rapper's tight black belly. The Irishman's grip
was firm, helping to keep Lil Nas in check as his chunky cock split open
the black boy's sweet, tight insides. Lil Nas had no choice, all he could
do was push out his hole even harder, of course he could always ask Niall
to stop, but why the hell would he do that? Reaching back, the rapper took
hold of Niall's side and squeezed as tight as he could. "Ahhh, hurts that
much, does it?" Niall winced with a grin. "A little, but don't stop." Lil
Nas replied through gritted teeth.
No sooner had Niall's cock surpassed two inches inside Lil Nas' tight hole
did the top begin to swing. Clenching his furry arsehole, Niall pulled his
head back half an inch then pushed it in two-thirds of an inch. The feeling
of the bare friction was instantaneously pleasurable for Niall who remained
steady and firm with his movements. Lil Nas wasn't too disgruntled by the
pressure even though the pain of stretching and penetration was only just
beginning. The movements behind the American were opening him up slowly, he
could feel the Irish boy's white log opening him up as the thickest part of
his chunky cock gradually approached his ring.
The top's thick hairy legs were nicely planted and guided him up into Lil
Nas' cute black butt with every determined stroke. The grip on Niall's side
had loosened a touch even though his cock continued to barge its way inside
the American's black cunt. [I thought once you go black only referred to
their big fat cocks!] Niall beamed to himself as he felt his cock throb
wildly, its appetite insatiable now that he had gained entry. "Are you
doing, ok?" Niall asked caringly. "Yeah, I'm good." Lil Nas replied. The
bottom wasn't lying, now that the excruciating stretching of that first
penetration was over it was just the waiting game for insides to open and
they'd been opened up enough times in the past to be forgiving to today's
intruder. Niall could feel the difference now that he was inside, the sixth
of an inch of progress he had been making per stroke quickly turned into a
quarter, then a third.
With about an inch to go, the Irishman figured he would try and make this
bit a little more special. "Think I can push all of the rest in?" Niall
asked. "Sure, nice and slow though." Lil Nas warned. The top paused, lined
his nice up nice and straight then as requested nice and slowly, he pressed
the final inch of his 6.5-inch log up into Lil Nas' body until his furry
blonde pubes flattened themselves against the American's juicy black
cheeks.
Glancing around, Niall gave a little caution to their surroundings. With no
one to be seen, the Irishman placed a hand over Lil Nas' mouth and began to
slide his cock back and forth. The bottom knew he couldn't scream but
Niall's insurance policy was appreciated as he exhaled the pressure of each
stroke into the Irishman's hand. The arousing sensation that was a nice,
thick dick, sliding back and forth between the walls of his tight black
hole was exactly the feeling Lil Nas needed today. The selfish side of
Niall was all about depth and that became apparent very quickly, no matter
how far he pulled out, every time the top pressed forward into Lil Nas'
belly he made sure his furry crotch hit those glorious brown arse cheeks to
cushion his weight.
Biting his own lip to stop himself screaming to the world how good this
sexy black boy felt around his cock, Niall quickly increased his length
giving the pair of them as much friction as possible. Using his sturdy
legs, the top found his rhythm sliding his bare white cock 4.5 inches back
and forth pumping smoothly to ensure maximum comfort for Lil Nas whose arse
cushioned every shot with minimal fuss. "Holy Jesus." Niall cursed
inadvertently sounding more Irish than he ever had before. The One
Direction singer threw his entire body weight against the juicy goodness of
Lil Nas' meaty arse cheeks and felt rewarded. Not only were the feelings
travelling through his rock-hard boner the best he'd ever felt, but his
bottom had taken hold of his hand squeezing back tightly whilst sighing
with pleasure, he too was loving this just as much as Niall was.
"God that's good." Lil Nas sighed after Niall had released his mouth,
making sure to keep his voice down although in reality he wanted to scream
it loud enough for the entire club to hear. The bottom's legs were firmly
planted and able to take Niall's weight as the Irishman stabbed his thick,
bare white cock into the American's sexy, dark insides. Lil Nas' left hand
held Niall's, squeezing it tight to increase the passion of their quickie
while his right hand found his hard cock and began to stroke himself hard
and fast. There was no time to lose, Niall was in but raw, and whilst the
American had faith in Niall's ability to last long enough, he wasn't going
to take liberties, he wanted to cum with that amazing white dick
rearranging his previously tight arse hole.
Throwing his upper body weight forward, Niall planted a kiss on the
rapper's neck and sucking hard he gave Lil Nas everything he had. The top
knew Lil Nas liked it when someone sucked on his neck and from the way the
American leaned into his kiss. Like a vampire, Niall accepted the black
boy's delicious neck, sucking passionately while battering his juicy, black
arse to another appreciative groan from the bottom.
The sound of birds calling were the gentle backdrop Lil Nas could hear as
he closed his eyes and enjoyed the attentions of the passionate
Irishman. Jerking his 7.5-inch cut, boner, Lil Nas did everything he could
to maximise the pleasure of Niall's horny body. The suction of Niall's lips
around his neck, trying to pull the blood through his skin felt
incredible. Niall's fingers squeezed back nice and hard, matching the
rapper's grip and squeezing harder adding extra domination to their
embrace. Lil Nas couldn't think of a more appropriate way for the Irishman
to assert his dominance, he fucking loved it. Niall's chubby white sword
felt so good as it battered its way into the rapper's raw insides, Lil Nas
felt as though he were getting double points for every stroke of his own
throbbing boner to the drum of Niall's beat.
Niall too was having the time of his life burying his hard cock into this
tight black booty. By now the top was travelling as freely as one could
within a raw black boy's hole that had been fucked open by his own
cock. Every movement squeezed generous levels of friction around his
determined cock which stuff itself back into the rapper with arousing
power. The top could feel the hairs on his neck slowly rising as the
pleasure raced through his body, tingling every one of his senses. The raw
friction of bare white cock thrusting deep into bare black arse had become
too much for them both and the moment arrived where the pair achieved their
goal.
"I'm quite close." Niall huffed, jabbing hard into the bottom. "Shoot your
load in me!" Lil Nas replied emphatically. "Yes sir." Niall replied,
repeatedly pounding his crotch as deep and hard as the bouncy black mounds
would allow. The Irishman's hard, direct shots were perfect, driving his
sensitive head straight to the tightest part of Lil Nas' hole, using the
sexy black boy's body to pleasure his thick, throbbing white shaft. With
one deep almighty thrust, Niall threw his entire body into the American's
waiting arse and squeezing tight around Lil Nas' shoulder whilst holding
his body close, the One Direction star felt his sweaty nuts begin to unload
inside his sexy black bottom.
"Holy fuck." Lil Nas squealed, catching his volume to stop himself shouting
so loud that the entire state of California could hear him. The black
bottom closed his eyes and focused on the feelings in and around his
arse. A powerful jet of warmth blasted deep up into his tight arse coating
his sphincter in a soothing load of Irish cream. "Sweet Jaysus!" Niall
hissed, unable to hide the Irish in him as his body began to feel so warm
and wonderful. The bottom jerked as hard as he physically could using the
warmth of Niall's seed up his tight rectum, the power of Niall's furry
belly crushed into his back and the sweet Irishness being breathed into his
ear to bring him to his climax.
Reaching behind and taking a firm grip of the back of Niall's head, pulling
the Irish top right into him Lil Nas stifled a deep passionate groan as
Niall's second milky blast of cum induced the bottom's first. Feeling
another rush of cum surge up his thick, white shaft, Niall needed to stop
himself screaming once more so the top took a firm grip of Lil Nas' jaw and
turned the American towards him, locking them in an emotional, orgasmic
kiss.
The power of their orgasms had reached fever pitch. Niall was no longer
thrusting and Lil Nas was no longer jerking. "Oh God, oh God." Lil Nas
whispered into Niall's mouth, initially for another volley of his cum
squirting across the plants below him followed by an extra groan as Niall's
thick cock filled his chute with another warm load of cum. The birds were
still chirping around them and the trees still rustling in the wind, but
all of the background noise surrounding them had been blocked by this
moment, the sensation of the joint climax engulfing their horny bodies.
More splashes of Irish cream flooded Lil Nas' guts as Niall's blonde nuts
emptied. Each squirt sent another rope of pearly white jizz down onto the
foliage below them. Sliding his outer skin back, Lil Nas milked himself dry
using the raw white cock within him to heighten the pleasure of it
all. "Right there baby, right there." Lil Nas agreed after feeling yet more
of Niall's seed filling his insides. "Fooking take it sexy boy!" Niall
replied, squeezing Lil Nas tight to ensure his seed blasted as deep inside
the bottom as possible.
After what felt like an hour of orgasmic pleasure, the pair stopped
squirting but continued to pulse. They remained locked together for another
minute, just kissing gently as the aftershocks of their orgasm slowly
subsided and Niall's chunky cock softened allowing it to slip from the
American's abused hole. Their hammering hearts thudded hard within their
chests as they breathed through the excitement of the hottest sex either of
them had ever experienced.
A gust of wind blew through finally bringing the pair to their senses. A
quick glance around and they still hadn't been noticed. Niall was first to
slide up his shorts closely followed by the rapper who took a little extra
care as he bent down. Lil Nas turned to face Niall and smiled, his ring
felt battered and bruised, it had never felt better, a feeling he could
enjoy for the next hour as they finished their round.
"Something tells me you've done that before." Lil Nas grinned as they drove
down the fairway after their first shots on the next hole. "Nah, I was a
virgin mate." Niall laughed, stroking the rapper's knee. "Yeah, and I'm
Prince Harry's cousin." Lil Nas chuckled. "Might've had a couple of public
shags before, but never on a golf course with a sexy African-American."
Niall explained. "I'll take that." Lil Nas beamed proudly, clenching his
hole to play with Niall's jizz, swimming inside his belly.
A few holes later and their round was complete. Following his intentionally
poor start to instigate some flirting, Niall finished strongly coming
through to win the round by a couple of shots. "Well played bro." Lil Nas
beamed, pulling Niall in for a half-hug handshake. "Aye man, you too, what
a loada fun that was." The Irishman's eyes shining big and bright in memory
of their hot hook up. "It really was. I knew you had a shady side and I'm
glad I found it." Lil Nas grinned proudly. "I'll have to play golf in
America more often." Niall chuckled. "Not even, if you promise to fuck me
that hard every time, let's not waste time with golf." Lil Nas winked. "I
hear that boy." Niall grinned.
END
Thank you for reading, I really hope you enjoyed the story.
If you like what you've read, please let me know by emailing me on
[email protected].
Here is the rest of my collection:
Sticky Blinders, After party at the OSCARs, Cole Me By Your Name, Happy
18th Bro, Coffee for John, An Audition to Remember, Breakfast Boot, The
Queen's English, Brooklyn Learns a Lesson, Bad Panther, Bad to the Bones,
The Twins Nextdoor, 13 Goo-uld Reasons Why, Gallaghers' Indian Takeaway &
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/learning-who-the-real-daddy | Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2023 20:59:16 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Learning Who The Real Daddy Is This is a fanfiction story with the actors Justin Hartley and Milo Ventimiglia This story says nothing about the actors being gay or something, it's just pure fiction. ********************************* Justin Hartley and Milo Ventimiglio had a reunion interview about their time together on the show This Is Us. They share a dressing room together and both cannot help to remember how they once shared this amazing fuck between each other. Thinking back at it gives Milo a hard on. Certainly because he always has hoped to teach Justin who the real daddy is. Milo always wanted to fuck Justin since that time when Justin fucked him. Realizing they are now all alone together, Milo walks over to Justin. "You remember that time we were together and you fucked me?" Milo asks. Justin looks up at Milo. "Oh yeah, daddy got it good!" He cockily teases. Milo grabs Justin by his shoulders. "I think this boy needs to know who the real daddy is." Justin lifts his eyebrow. "What?" "Daddy is going to fuck you this time!" Milo says and reaches for his crotch to unzip it and takes out his dick. "Suck daddy's dick boy!" Justin is surprised and before he can say something Milo's dick gets shoved inside, preventing Justin from saying a word. "Suck daddy's dick good!" Justin, who is suddenly overwhelmed by this sudden situation, lets it come over him and does what Milo instructed him to do. Sucking that dick. "Fuck yeah! That sweet mouth around my dick. Daddy has been dreaming about this." Milo says out loud. Justin can't believe what Milo is confessing. He realizes he made Milo lusting about this for so long. Milo lifts his shirt up, removing it and revealing his masculine upper body. Justin continues sucking Milo. He looks up and notices Milo's revealing torso. The sudden lust takes over and he reaches his hands up, rubbing that upper body. Milo feels the pent up excitement he has been building up ever since he got fucked by Justin to finally give it all back. Justin realizes there is no way back in this and gives himself up for what is to come. Accepting the faith of going to be fucked by his so-called series dad. Milo grabs hold of Justin's head and face fucks that mouth with his dick. While petting through those blond hair of Justin, Milo enjoys his dick going in and out of that wet mouth. "Fuck yeah you sexy blond stud!" Milo says out loud while he moans out of pleasure. Then, Milo lets go and lifts Justin up out of the chair. He rips Justin's shirt open. The buttons fly in the air dropping on the ground while Milo rubs his hands over Justin's ripped masculine body, exploring that blond stud. "You're so fucking hot. Can't wait to fuck you!" Milo admits while he removes the shirt from Justin's shoulders. Justin is impressed by Milo's rough act. "Yes daddy!" He can only reply. Justin looks into Milo's eyes and then sees Milo dropping to the ground in front of his crotch. Milo rubs Justin's crotch and then looks up. "Show it to daddy!" Something in those words makes Justin excited and he reaches for his zipper to take his dick out that has been begging for release for awhile now. Milo sees that amazing dick that fucked him before. Justin looks down and sees Milo devouring his dick in one quick move. "OH FUCK DADDY!" Justin shouts and releases some moans out of pleasure. Milo stops and strokes Justin's dick. "That's right. Daddy is going to fuck you!" Justin's dick gets rock hard from all the excitement of that particular moment. Meanwhile, Milo lifts Justin's dick and licks the shaft up before he starts toying with Justin's balls with his tongue. Justin feels his dick being played by Milo's tongue. Milo sucks at each ball and lets them pop. "FUCK YEAH DADDY!" Justin shouts. Milo loves hearing Justin calling him daddy now and stands up. "Time for daddy to see that ass of yours." Justin stands nervously without averting his eyes at Milo. Milo turns Justin around and over the make-up table. Through the big-sized mirror, Justin can see Milo standing behind him who pushes him to bend over the table. Milo reaches around Justin and undoes the jeans to pull it down together with Justin's underwear. Justin stands only with his socks and shoes on. He is now over the table as he sees Milo through the mirror removing his pants and underwear. He realizes that this time he will get fucked. Milo checks out Justin's ass and gives a good hard slap at it. "Daddy is going to fuck that good and teach you who the real daddy is." Something with those words makes Justin excited to experience it, but also nervous since it is the first time to take it. Milo bends forward to spread Justin's ass cheeks and spits at that pink rosebutt he sees. Shivers run over the blond muscle hunk's body who's about to experience some good fucking of a man that dreamed about returning the favor. Milo is full with lust to finally fuck that blond hunk that played his son. Justin looks over his shoulder when Milo stops and sees Milo stroking his dick. Milo looks up, meeting with Justin's eyes. He grins. "Time to get fucked!" Milo gets up close behind Justin pressing his dick against the hot blond muscle stud's end. Justin tenses up feeling that dick up at his rosebutt. "Just relax." Milo says while he reaches his hands around Justin and rubs over that masculine body. Justin feels so excited and nervous at the same time. He relaxes from Milo's touch. It's like something familiar comes over him. Feeling safe in Milo's arms. He looks over his shoulder and presses his ass back for Milo's dick to come on in. Milo grins at Justin and they share a kiss while Milo slowly presses his entire dick. Milo feels Justin's body and ass tensing up while he more inches of his dick on in till that entire dick is inside. Milo and Justin didn't stop kissing and even now continues while Milo slowly starts to move his hips back and forth. Moans escape from Justin's mouth. Milo continues rubbing that hunky blond up while he fucks him. After a good while, the kiss is broken off and Milo grabs Justin's hips to pace his fucking up. Justin moans, feeling Milo's dick hitting the good spots inside, making him moan loudly. "Fuck man, what an ass!" Milo teases and gives a slap at Justin's ass while he continues fucking him. Justin yelps from that slap. "Don't stop man!" Hearing that Justin admitted he loves getting fucked, Milo smiles. Milo only stops and makes Justin whimper for a moment, having that dick not inside him anymore. Justin gets flipped over and placed on the make-up table on his back for Milo to lift Justin's legs up, getting between them and presses his entire dick back inside. "FUUUCK!!" Justin screams feeling that dick filling him back up again. Milo wastes no time and starts to fuck Justin again. Hips slapping that ass, sounds of moaning men and two sweaty bodies. The room is filled with sex and testosterone while Milo continues to fuck Justin. Milo bends forward and meets up with Justin to kiss him. The make-up table bangs against the wall of the dressing room. Justin is so horny he reaches for his dick between their bodies and starts to stroke it. The two men don't want this to end and would enjoy going on but know they could be caught any moment as well. It doesn't take long until Justin shoots his load all over himself. Milo grins, seeing Justin crunching his face and sees the blond stud's facial expression of satisfaction. "That's it, cum for daddy!" He jokingly responds. "Fill me up daddy!" Justin cried out. Milo continues fucking Justin, grabbing hold of Justin's pecs and massages them while he continues to pump into that sexy blond hunk. Milo looks at that hot masculine body of Justin and at that handsome face. He sees Justin trying to keep up with the pace he's fucking him with. It doesn't take long until Milo cums inside Justin. "FUCK YEAH!" Milo shouts and moans loudly. Justin grabs Milo to kiss him while he feels Milo's dick filling him up inside by the spurts of cum shooting inside him. After a short while they stop kissing and Milo's dick pops out of Justin's ass. "That was amazing." Milo says. "Hope I made daddy happy." Justin sexily grins. "Daddy is very proud of you." Milo says laughing while he starts to collect his clothes. "Next time I want to fuck you again." Justin confesses while he comes off the make-up table. "We will see." Milo responds while getting dressed. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive be available. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2023 20:59:16 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Learning Who The Real Daddy Is
This is a fanfiction story with the actors Justin Hartley and Milo
Ventimiglia This story says nothing about the actors being gay or
something, it's just pure fiction.
*********************************
Justin Hartley and Milo Ventimiglio had a reunion interview about their
time together on the show This Is Us. They share a dressing room together
and both cannot help to remember how they once shared this amazing fuck
between each other. Thinking back at it gives Milo a hard on. Certainly
because he always has hoped to teach Justin who the real daddy is. Milo
always wanted to fuck Justin since that time when Justin fucked
him. Realizing they are now all alone together, Milo walks over to Justin.
"You remember that time we were together and you fucked me?" Milo asks.
Justin looks up at Milo. "Oh yeah, daddy got it good!" He cockily teases.
Milo grabs Justin by his shoulders. "I think this boy needs to know who the
real daddy is."
Justin lifts his eyebrow. "What?"
"Daddy is going to fuck you this time!" Milo says and reaches for his
crotch to unzip it and takes out his dick. "Suck daddy's dick boy!"
Justin is surprised and before he can say something Milo's dick gets shoved
inside, preventing Justin from saying a word.
"Suck daddy's dick good!"
Justin, who is suddenly overwhelmed by this sudden situation, lets it come
over him and does what Milo instructed him to do. Sucking that dick.
"Fuck yeah! That sweet mouth around my dick. Daddy has been dreaming about
this." Milo says out loud.
Justin can't believe what Milo is confessing. He realizes he made Milo
lusting about this for so long. Milo lifts his shirt up, removing it and
revealing his masculine upper body. Justin continues sucking Milo. He
looks up and notices Milo's revealing torso. The sudden lust takes over and
he reaches his hands up, rubbing that upper body.
Milo feels the pent up excitement he has been building up ever since he got
fucked by Justin to finally give it all back. Justin realizes there is no
way back in this and gives himself up for what is to come. Accepting the
faith of going to be fucked by his so-called series dad. Milo grabs hold of
Justin's head and face fucks that mouth with his dick. While petting
through those blond hair of Justin, Milo enjoys his dick going in and out
of that wet mouth.
"Fuck yeah you sexy blond stud!" Milo says out loud while he moans out of
pleasure.
Then, Milo lets go and lifts Justin up out of the chair. He rips Justin's
shirt open. The buttons fly in the air dropping on the ground while Milo
rubs his hands over Justin's ripped masculine body, exploring that blond
stud.
"You're so fucking hot. Can't wait to fuck you!" Milo admits while he
removes the shirt from Justin's shoulders.
Justin is impressed by Milo's rough act. "Yes daddy!" He can only reply.
Justin looks into Milo's eyes and then sees Milo dropping to the ground in
front of his crotch. Milo rubs Justin's crotch and then looks up. "Show it
to daddy!"
Something in those words makes Justin excited and he reaches for his zipper
to take his dick out that has been begging for release for awhile now. Milo
sees that amazing dick that fucked him before. Justin looks down and sees
Milo devouring his dick in one quick move.
"OH FUCK DADDY!" Justin shouts and releases some moans out of pleasure.
Milo stops and strokes Justin's dick. "That's right. Daddy is going to fuck
you!"
Justin's dick gets rock hard from all the excitement of that particular
moment. Meanwhile, Milo lifts Justin's dick and licks the shaft up before
he starts toying with Justin's balls with his tongue. Justin feels his dick
being played by Milo's tongue. Milo sucks at each ball and lets them pop.
"FUCK YEAH DADDY!" Justin shouts.
Milo loves hearing Justin calling him daddy now and stands up. "Time for
daddy to see that ass of yours."
Justin stands nervously without averting his eyes at Milo. Milo turns
Justin around and over the make-up table. Through the big-sized mirror,
Justin can see Milo standing behind him who pushes him to bend over the
table. Milo reaches around Justin and undoes the jeans to pull it down
together with Justin's underwear. Justin stands only with his socks and
shoes on. He is now over the table as he sees Milo through the mirror
removing his pants and underwear. He realizes that this time he will get
fucked. Milo checks out Justin's ass and gives a good hard slap at it.
"Daddy is going to fuck that good and teach you who the real daddy is."
Something with those words makes Justin excited to experience it, but also
nervous since it is the first time to take it.
Milo bends forward to spread Justin's ass cheeks and spits at that pink
rosebutt he sees. Shivers run over the blond muscle hunk's body who's about
to experience some good fucking of a man that dreamed about returning the
favor. Milo is full with lust to finally fuck that blond hunk that played
his son. Justin looks over his shoulder when Milo stops and sees Milo
stroking his dick. Milo looks up, meeting with Justin's eyes. He grins.
"Time to get fucked!"
Milo gets up close behind Justin pressing his dick against the hot blond
muscle stud's end. Justin tenses up feeling that dick up at his rosebutt.
"Just relax." Milo says while he reaches his hands around Justin and rubs
over that masculine body.
Justin feels so excited and nervous at the same time. He relaxes from
Milo's touch. It's like something familiar comes over him. Feeling safe in
Milo's arms. He looks over his shoulder and presses his ass back for Milo's
dick to come on in. Milo grins at Justin and they share a kiss while Milo
slowly presses his entire dick.
Milo feels Justin's body and ass tensing up while he more inches of his
dick on in till that entire dick is inside. Milo and Justin didn't stop
kissing and even now continues while Milo slowly starts to move his hips
back and forth. Moans escape from Justin's mouth. Milo continues rubbing
that hunky blond up while he fucks him.
After a good while, the kiss is broken off and Milo grabs Justin's hips to
pace his fucking up. Justin moans, feeling Milo's dick hitting the good
spots inside, making him moan loudly.
"Fuck man, what an ass!" Milo teases and gives a slap at Justin's ass while
he continues fucking him.
Justin yelps from that slap. "Don't stop man!"
Hearing that Justin admitted he loves getting fucked, Milo smiles. Milo
only stops and makes Justin whimper for a moment, having that dick not
inside him anymore. Justin gets flipped over and placed on the make-up
table on his back for Milo to lift Justin's legs up, getting between them
and presses his entire dick back inside.
"FUUUCK!!" Justin screams feeling that dick filling him back up again.
Milo wastes no time and starts to fuck Justin again. Hips slapping that
ass, sounds of moaning men and two sweaty bodies. The room is filled with
sex and testosterone while Milo continues to fuck Justin. Milo bends
forward and meets up with Justin to kiss him. The make-up table bangs
against the wall of the dressing room. Justin is so horny he reaches for
his dick between their bodies and starts to stroke it. The two men don't
want this to end and would enjoy going on but know they could be caught any
moment as well. It doesn't take long until Justin shoots his load all over
himself. Milo grins, seeing Justin crunching his face and sees the blond
stud's facial expression of satisfaction.
"That's it, cum for daddy!" He jokingly responds.
"Fill me up daddy!" Justin cried out.
Milo continues fucking Justin, grabbing hold of Justin's pecs and massages
them while he continues to pump into that sexy blond hunk. Milo looks at
that hot masculine body of Justin and at that handsome face. He sees Justin
trying to keep up with the pace he's fucking him with. It doesn't take long
until Milo cums inside Justin.
"FUCK YEAH!" Milo shouts and moans loudly.
Justin grabs Milo to kiss him while he feels Milo's dick filling him up
inside by the spurts of cum shooting inside him. After a short while they
stop kissing and Milo's dick pops out of Justin's ass.
"That was amazing." Milo says.
"Hope I made daddy happy." Justin sexily grins.
"Daddy is very proud of you." Milo says laughing while he starts to collect
his clothes.
"Next time I want to fuck you again." Justin confesses while he comes off
the make-up table.
"We will see." Milo responds while getting dressed.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/rey-of-the-acropolis | Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2023 16:31:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Rey of the Acropolis Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Total Tennis 12: Rey of the Acropolis Rafael Nadal threw his arm around Stefanos Tsitsipas' shoulder as they headed to the side of the court. The roasting Madrid sun beat down on the tennis stars as they completed their practice session. "You're improving so well." Rafa beamed. "I've been studying your game and I feel like I'm getting there." "Hmmm, you ever beat me and I'll have to punish you." Rafa chuckled, his bicep pulling the young Greek star in tighter. Stefanos tried to escape Rafa's clutches but hidden by the trees surrounding Rafa's private tennis courts, no one would be able to save the Greek superstar, not that he wanted saving. Reaching down to his waistband, Rafa pulled down his black Nike shorts to reveal his dark, bushy crotch. Within a nest of jet-black pubes lay his cock which reacted to the sunshine by rising to the occasion. Stefanos reached for Rafa's cock and placing it against his lips he sucked on the great man's boner. "Si." Rafa hissed as his cock was overcome with that feeling every man loved, warm wetness. The young Greek star worked capably from his standing angle, sliding along Rafa's olive shaft. Holding his hair back to give his mouth and face a free path down the Spaniard's shaft, Stefanos admired the thick muscle penetrating his face. A long, hard vein ran along the length of 35-year-old's beautiful cock as if it were guiding the way down to his sweaty bush. Rafa held his sweaty, white shirt up to give Stefanos even better access to his crotch. The Greek star took the opportunity to appreciate one of the world's most recognisable griddles as his face rocked backwards and forwards just beneath it. Rafa's abs had achieved everything the game of tennis had to offer and watching them tense each time he rocked forward to swallow Rafa's cock, Stefanos felt a jolt of excitement, proud of the fact he could bring enjoyment to the tennis idol. Rafa watched Stefanos keenly as the young tennis stud sucked his hard cock. The Greek bombshell continued to hold back his long flowing hair to give his face full access to Rafa's crotch and undeterred, he swallowed the 7.5-inch masterpiece without a hint of a gag. "Dios Mio." Rafa breathed, appreciating the Greek star's saliva, lubricating his throbbing cock. Stefanos produced as much saliva as he could, allowing him to glide with freedom along the Spaniard's delicious pole. Following the instructions of his horny nuts, Rafa placed two sweaty fingers into his mouth and producing plenty of saliva he slickened his index and middle fingers. The Spaniard looked down Stefanos's body and lifting the 23-year-old's red shirt up he exposed the Greek star's muscular back. The smooth, olive skin glistened with a sticky sheen of Stefanos's sweat which Rafa ran his palm along, making sure to keep his slick fingers clear and wet. Stefanos remained focused on his main task, swallowing Rafa nice and deep. The 23-year-old could feel Rafa's searching fingers sliding into the gap where his shorts covered over his muscular arse and locating the gap between Stefanos's cheeks, Rafa found the prize hidden along his youngster's crease. Placing his slick fingers against Stefanos's hole, Rafa pointed, pressed firmly and waited. Pushing out his ring as he bobbed along Rafa's cock, Stefanos granted Rafa access to his hole and groaning through his nose, the youngster felt his ring opening up around Rafa's probing fingers. Slowly at first, the Spaniard guided himself into the Greek god's tight insides, firmly spreading Stefanos's tight chute. As he progressed deeper into the young Adonis, he could feel his fingers encouraging Stefanos to suck him harder still. Drooling down the Spaniard's famous chorizo, Stefanos marvelled over Rafa's stunning body as he did so. Every time he pulled to the end of Rafa's shaft his eyes glanced up at the moulded folds of muscle and he cooed. While he busied himself with Rafa's cock, the all-time great's fingers worked their magic, creeping deeper inside the young stud's tight rectum. Feeling his ring expand, Stefanos upped his level of sucking, working Rafa's shaft with his hungry tongue. To add to Stefanos's pleasure, the Spaniard added a third finger, pressing his ring finger inside the tight young superstar. The Greek god used Rafa's extra fingers as a further catalyst to deepthroat the legend's hard meat. Rafa's fingers pressed knuckle deep into the young stud's arse, searching Stefanos's chute for any remaining tightness in order to loosen it as best he could using fingers alone. Eventually once Stefanos had opened up there was no stopping the Spaniard and with a rapid stabbing motion, the Grand Slam legend fingered deep into the youngster's hole. Each jab teased another groan from the Greek stud and every time the youngster groaned, Rafa felt compelled to jab him again. Probing Stefanos from both sides was fun, but Rafa had started to feel a little selfish. Rolling his hips into the Greek stud's face a few more times he watched Stefanos's mouth expand with his cock and then pulling free but keeping his fingers within Stefanos's arse, Rafa turned to present his hole to the 23-year-old. Before Stefanos could protest, Rafa had reversed his arse into the youngster's face, not stopping until Stefanos's handsome features blocked his progress. The muscular shape of Rafa's arse had to be seen to be believed, or in Stefanos's case, rimmed. The Spaniard's cheeks sucked Stefanos's face in while his sweaty hole opened to allow the Greek stud's tongue entry. Rafa's dark hairs lined the entry to his hole and were covered in a thick coating of his manly sweat, a strong flavour which burned Stefanos's probing tongue. The tip of Stefanos's tongue issued the first two attempts to slather at Rafa's hole, tasting the Iberian's sexy entrance and licking up as much of the legend's sweaty essence as he could before Rafa mashed his head into the void again. Breaching Rafa's hole, Stefanos's wide tongue pushed its way into the older stud's dank cavity and began to explore its contents. If Rafa's entrance had tasted arousingly good, the inside of his ring tasted like pure sex. The sweat which has been sucked up Rafa's chute during their training match took on an extra gamey flavour laced with the 35-year-old's aurora of experience. Stefanos wiggled his tongue frantically doing everything in his power to unlock the Spaniard's flavour and succeeding delightfully. A malevolent grin hidden from Stefanos's view showed Rafa's next move was to choke the youngster with his hole. Gripping the back of Stefanos's head nice and tight, Rafa's thick biceps pulled the Greek stud in and held him within the dank, sweaty gap of his hole for a prolonged period. The reward for the 23-year-old's obedience was that along with his tongue, his nose was now fully immersed in Rafa's intoxicating scent and he loved it. Stefanos used his finger and thumb under Rafa's hole to stretch the Spaniard's ring a little wider while his hand reached around to take hold of Rafa's 7.5-inch mast. Gripping the pole from the underside, using his thumb along the bottom and his fingers across the top the Greek stud tugged Rafa's hard cock away from him as he ate the Iberian's sexy hole. "Dios Mio." Rafa cursed again, pushing his ring out to offer Stefanos all the access the young stud needed. The 23-year-old took full advantage curling his tongue up into the warm sweaty crevice of Rafa's olive belly, lapping up every drop of the Spaniard's greatness. Given the opportunity, Stefanos wouldn't be anywhere else in the world right now. On the one hand, Rafa's arse tasted like heaven, so manly and powerful, the youngster probed and probed, drinking every drop of the older man's essence as the sun blazed down in them both. And on the other hand, Stefanos had a grip of the most desirable cock in tennis and he had no intention of letting it go unless it would be going somewhere else. Seductively the Greek stud jerked Rafa, not fast enough to get the Spaniard's juices flowing, but just enough to make Rafa pulse and throb with irritation. Rafa's hissed groans of satisfaction told Stefanos he was succeeding with his task and out of nowhere, the Spaniard exploded free of Stefanos's clutches intentionally knocking the Greek stud backwards. Stefanos rolled onto his back but that wasn't how Rafa pictured the rest of their afternoon continuing. Grabbing a leg aggressively, Rafa whipped the young stud onto his front and positioned his face just inches away from Stefanoss arse, ready for the short final preparation before he finally got what he truly wanted. The Spaniard spat across Stefanos's hairy hole, then spat again watching the mucus roll down the youngster's sweaty entrance. Following his spit, Rafa rocked forward, landing tongue first in the Greek stud's hole. Curling his tongue up into Stefanos's sweaty cunt, Rafa sucked hard, drinking the young man's flavour. Rafa couldn't understand the words Stefanos was muttering, his Greek wasn't as good as the wide range of other languages he knew, but the way the 23-year-old hissed after each flick of his tongue, Rafa knew that the Greek youngster could only be giving him a positive review. Rafa wriggled his tongue within the hairy lips of Stefanos's hole and savoured the youngster's intoxicating essence. The young Greek stud felt so fit and firm under his grip while the Spaniard's tongue delved as deep as it could reach. The taste was manly and strong, the taste of over an hour of physical exertion under the strong Spanish sun. That bitterness was the perfect taste to fill Rafa's hard wood with all the blood it needed to fuck Stefanos senseless. Pressing his face cheeks against the warm heat of Stefanos's furry cheeks, Rafa made sure to drink every last drop of the youngster's deliciousness while his cock begged to follow a different agenda, wish granted. The muscular masterpiece removed his tongue from Stefanos's wet hole and hopped into position in the same energetic movement. With his face down, his arse up and Rafa's weight above him, Stefanos had nowhere to go, all he could do was brace which he did with closed eyes and clenched teeth as the Spaniard pressed the tip of his hard cock against Stefanos's back door. There wasn't too much time to mentally prepare himself as Rafa's spear began to push its way forward increasing the pressure against the youngster's walls until, "Ahhh!" "Mierda!" They called in unison as Rafa's cock pierced a hole into Stefanos's ring and began to penetrate. Stefanos couldn't see the fire in Rafa's eyes but the record-breaking champion was like an angry bull and Stefanos's arse was his matador. The Greek's furry round cheeks were like a red rag to Rafa's horn which the experienced top fed into his hole firmly. "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh" Stefanos groaned into the unforgiving clay as the top pressed forward, closing the gap between them by using the space his fingers had created inside the youngster beforehand. 3 inches inside Stefanos's hole, Rafa let go of his shaft and kept himself nice and straight but continued to press forward and only forward, watching more of his cock disappear between those soft young lips. "Ayyyyyyy." Stefanos exhaled, releasing as much pain as he possibly could through his breath while his idol filled him with more pain through deeper penetration. The bottom wasn't complaining, he just needed a release. Beyond 4 inches, it was beginning to get easier. The burning sensation at his ring was already disappearing and now he needed his chute to open up for Rafa. The top made it clear that open or not, his cock would be going in there continuing to force his boner through any resistance the Greek's insides had for him. Rafa's brown eyes watched his cock progress beyond 5 inches. The blue veins of his shaft were thickly embossed as the Spaniard forced himself deeper still, blood rushing to the place his body needed it most. A swell of arousal from Rafa's head as the friction and resistance grew within the bottom. More than 6 inches deep inside Stefanos, Rafa could've started to stroke long and hard from here to fuck his way inside the tight, young bottom but that wasn't Rafa's style. The 35-year-old was going to show this kid 12 years his junior how a legend like Rafael Nadal likes to fuck. Taking hold of both of the Greek stud's shoulders and raising his bodyweight onto his feet, Rafa continued to push straight and true passing 7 inches deep. Finally, Stefanos felt the entire weight of Rafa's body push up against his arse cheeks. The powerful Spaniard wasn't in the mood to stop and appreciate little moments like this however and the first blow of his crotch against Stefanos's arse was closely followed by the second and third. The force of Rafa's body smashing into the Greek stud's belly sent more droplets of sweat splashing across Stefanos's back. A loud slapping of wet skin on wet skin squelched around the tennis court as Rafa found his rhythm, piling his cock deep into the bottom's furry cunt with overwhelming force. Under Rafa the young bottom groaned with happiness. The feeling of the Spaniard's bare shaft, pounding his insides apart gave Stefanos that satisfying feeling of a well-used bottom. "Ahhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah." Stefanos agreed, the sounds being pounded out of him involuntarily by Rafa's incredible form. "¡Cállate cuño!" Rafa barked, closing his hand around the bottom's throat. Closing his grip around Stefanos's oesophagus, Rafa pounded the bottom harder still, using his world-famous stamina to power those chunky legs which stuffed his Iberian meat deep into Stefanos's sexy warm pocket. Stefanos closed his eyes and accepted his fate as Rafa drummed away on his firm arse cheeks. Without his sight the bottom could dedicate more brain power to the feeling of pleasure within his tight, bare chute. The decreasing friction didn't equal decreasing pleasure, in fact as the resistance of his tight hole weakened against Rafa's advances, Stefanos could feel the Spaniard moving faster, stuffing him with that aching chorizo. Each shot of that legendary body sent more flecks of cool sweat across Stefanos's smooth back causing the defined muscles to tense beautifully. Under the bottom, the sound of his cock smacking against his belly from the power of Rafa's work boomed below him, yet found itself drowned out by the squelch of Rafa's sweaty legs crushing themselves against Stefanos's sweaty globes as he violently impaled the sexy youngster. The urge to take hold of his cock and jerk was becoming unbearable but in the position Stefanos couldn't. With Rafa throwing every ounce of his muscular body into the bottom's arse, the weight of the Spaniard on the Greek superstar against a weaker man would've sent them both toppling to the court below them. No, Stefanos had to wait for Rafa to change position or finish if he wanted to find his own satisfaction. The vice grip of Rafa's hand closed around Stefanos's neck, forcing the bottom to struggle and strain for air as the top battered his insides. Already dehydrated from their hit up in the roasting Madrid sun, Stefanos could feel his entire body beginning to feel light while the pressure in his head began to grow. Rafa was now in his element and the sprint finish was well and truly on. "Touch yourself!" Rafa demanded as he ploughed away on the Greek stud's meaty arse. Each shot pounding into the youngster's stunning frame with earth-shattering power as Rafa battered his entire cock deep into the belly of the attractive young star. Stefanos's hand found his 7-inch uncut cock which was harder than ever before and with a couple of strokes that heavy pressure around his brain combined with the ferocious power of Rafa's athletic body ramming into his well-used belly made every movement along his shaft a divine moment of intense pleasure. The pressure behind his eyelids had started to hurt, causing Stefanos to close his eyes but that was ok. Now there were no other distractions, just the warmth, weight, strength and smell of Rafael Nadal destroying his insides without caution, determined to give them both the best orgasm they had ever achieved and Stefanos had no doubt he was about to achieve his goal. "Ahhh, yeah, yeah, yeahhhh." Rafa groaned with his trademark extended drawl as his efforts expended high levels of energy from him. The pistoning hips of the experienced top left nothing in reserve has Rafa powered his way to his orgasm. Stefanos took in the image of the tennis god throwing everything at him, his body vibrating with every slam of the Spaniard's frame before the legend finally released the grunt to end all grunts! "DIOS MIO!!!" Rafa yelled as hard as his lungs could expel the words while releasing Stefanos's neck and replacing it with the crushing power of his inner elbow while reaching down for the Greek stud's hard-on all at once. Molten hot lava began to thunder up Stefanos's chute, the lining of which felt even more sensitive with less oxygen to feed his brain. Struggling to suck in a little more oxygen there was just enough gap for Stefanos to replenish his lungs as Rafa's drumming fingertips took him straight to the edge of his own climax. "Ahh fuck!" Stefanos cursed as a load of Rafa's hot cream glazed his chute, increasing his levels of pleasure high enough that Rafa's next stroke made the Greek stud erupt. Another shot of Rafa's cum ripped through Stefanos's body as the bottom's shaft blasted a thick heavy streak of his white jizz down onto the deep, terracotta coloured clay. Following the 5th deep squirt of his draining nuts, Rafa pulled his cock back for another squirt then jammed himself back into Stefanos's meaty arse. The Greek stud gasped helplessly as the pleasure of it all took over his senses. Involuntarily, Stefanos jabbed his arse backwards, forcing Rafa's crotch against his cheeks again. "Si, Dios Mio!" Rafa called as the feeling of Stefanos's firm arse cheeks pushing back at him increased the pressure in the Spaniard's nuts. The great man's balls were practically empty, groaning as the last of his seed squirted deep into Stefanos's young belly while his hand continued to milk the young stud. Landing against Stefanos's sweaty arse Rafa rested while his empty cock continued to throb within the bottom. Jerking rapidly, he drained the 23-year-old's nuts of its contents while Stefanos whined constantly. Relaxing his grip on Stefanos's throat, Rafa allowed the bottom to suck in oxygen as his nuts continued to fire. The pool of cum beneath them grew wider after half a dozen shots and counting. Thick Greek velvet puddled below Stefanos as his sweaty nuts unleashed another wave of pleasure into the world. Rafa's tight fist pumped Stefanos's shaft but his work was nearly done. Pulling back the young stud's foreskin, Rafa listened to the long deep sigh, followed by another and finally Stefanos gave the final groan that confirmed to Rafa he was empty. Flicking his hair back, Stefanos added a little emphasis to the end of his relief. Rafa tensed his chunky muscles in his legs and reversed. "Oh!" Stefanos gasped as the Spaniard's thick sausage slid free of his cum-filled hole. Looking back at the Spanish legend a smile crept across his cheeky face. "Uh uh, what are you laughing at?" Rafa grinned malevolently. "Ehh, nothing." Stefanos replied, his face falling slightly. "Back up a second." Rafa instructed. Stefanos followed Rafa's orders, reversing while remaining on all fours. "Stop!" Rafa called with the Greek stud coming to an immediate halt. The 35-year-old moved around to Stefanos's front. "Face down!" Rafa barked. Stefanos made to protest but Rafa stopped him with a sweaty toe against his lips. 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Date: Fri, 11 Aug 2023 16:31:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Rey of the Acropolis
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Total Tennis 12: Rey of the Acropolis
Rafael Nadal threw his arm around Stefanos Tsitsipas' shoulder as they
headed to the side of the court. The roasting Madrid sun beat down on the
tennis stars as they completed their practice session. "You're improving so
well." Rafa beamed. "I've been studying your game and I feel like I'm
getting there." "Hmmm, you ever beat me and I'll have to punish you." Rafa
chuckled, his bicep pulling the young Greek star in tighter. Stefanos tried
to escape Rafa's clutches but hidden by the trees surrounding Rafa's
private tennis courts, no one would be able to save the Greek superstar,
not that he wanted saving.
Reaching down to his waistband, Rafa pulled down his black Nike shorts to
reveal his dark, bushy crotch. Within a nest of jet-black pubes lay his
cock which reacted to the sunshine by rising to the occasion. Stefanos
reached for Rafa's cock and placing it against his lips he sucked on the
great man's boner. "Si." Rafa hissed as his cock was overcome with that
feeling every man loved, warm wetness. The young Greek star worked capably
from his standing angle, sliding along Rafa's olive shaft. Holding his hair
back to give his mouth and face a free path down the Spaniard's shaft,
Stefanos admired the thick muscle penetrating his face. A long, hard vein
ran along the length of 35-year-old's beautiful cock as if it were guiding
the way down to his sweaty bush.
Rafa held his sweaty, white shirt up to give Stefanos even better access to
his crotch. The Greek star took the opportunity to appreciate one of the
world's most recognisable griddles as his face rocked backwards and
forwards just beneath it. Rafa's abs had achieved everything the game of
tennis had to offer and watching them tense each time he rocked forward to
swallow Rafa's cock, Stefanos felt a jolt of excitement, proud of the fact
he could bring enjoyment to the tennis idol.
Rafa watched Stefanos keenly as the young tennis stud sucked his hard
cock. The Greek bombshell continued to hold back his long flowing hair to
give his face full access to Rafa's crotch and undeterred, he swallowed the
7.5-inch masterpiece without a hint of a gag. "Dios Mio." Rafa breathed,
appreciating the Greek star's saliva, lubricating his throbbing
cock. Stefanos produced as much saliva as he could, allowing him to glide
with freedom along the Spaniard's delicious pole.
Following the instructions of his horny nuts, Rafa placed two sweaty
fingers into his mouth and producing plenty of saliva he slickened his
index and middle fingers. The Spaniard looked down Stefanos's body and
lifting the 23-year-old's red shirt up he exposed the Greek star's muscular
back. The smooth, olive skin glistened with a sticky sheen of Stefanos's
sweat which Rafa ran his palm along, making sure to keep his slick fingers
clear and wet.
Stefanos remained focused on his main task, swallowing Rafa nice and
deep. The 23-year-old could feel Rafa's searching fingers sliding into the
gap where his shorts covered over his muscular arse and locating the gap
between Stefanos's cheeks, Rafa found the prize hidden along his
youngster's crease. Placing his slick fingers against Stefanos's hole, Rafa
pointed, pressed firmly and waited. Pushing out his ring as he bobbed along
Rafa's cock, Stefanos granted Rafa access to his hole and groaning through
his nose, the youngster felt his ring opening up around Rafa's probing
fingers. Slowly at first, the Spaniard guided himself into the Greek god's
tight insides, firmly spreading Stefanos's tight chute. As he progressed
deeper into the young Adonis, he could feel his fingers encouraging
Stefanos to suck him harder still.
Drooling down the Spaniard's famous chorizo, Stefanos marvelled over Rafa's
stunning body as he did so. Every time he pulled to the end of Rafa's shaft
his eyes glanced up at the moulded folds of muscle and he cooed. While he
busied himself with Rafa's cock, the all-time great's fingers worked their
magic, creeping deeper inside the young stud's tight rectum. Feeling his
ring expand, Stefanos upped his level of sucking, working Rafa's shaft with
his hungry tongue. To add to Stefanos's pleasure, the Spaniard added a
third finger, pressing his ring finger inside the tight young
superstar. The Greek god used Rafa's extra fingers as a further catalyst to
deepthroat the legend's hard meat. Rafa's fingers pressed knuckle deep into
the young stud's arse, searching Stefanos's chute for any remaining
tightness in order to loosen it as best he could using fingers alone.
Eventually once Stefanos had opened up there was no stopping the Spaniard
and with a rapid stabbing motion, the Grand Slam legend fingered deep into
the youngster's hole. Each jab teased another groan from the Greek stud and
every time the youngster groaned, Rafa felt compelled to jab him
again. Probing Stefanos from both sides was fun, but Rafa had started to
feel a little selfish. Rolling his hips into the Greek stud's face a few
more times he watched Stefanos's mouth expand with his cock and then
pulling free but keeping his fingers within Stefanos's arse, Rafa turned to
present his hole to the 23-year-old.
Before Stefanos could protest, Rafa had reversed his arse into the
youngster's face, not stopping until Stefanos's handsome features blocked
his progress. The muscular shape of Rafa's arse had to be seen to be
believed, or in Stefanos's case, rimmed. The Spaniard's cheeks sucked
Stefanos's face in while his sweaty hole opened to allow the Greek stud's
tongue entry. Rafa's dark hairs lined the entry to his hole and were
covered in a thick coating of his manly sweat, a strong flavour which
burned Stefanos's probing tongue. The tip of Stefanos's tongue issued the
first two attempts to slather at Rafa's hole, tasting the Iberian's sexy
entrance and licking up as much of the legend's sweaty essence as he could
before Rafa mashed his head into the void again.
Breaching Rafa's hole, Stefanos's wide tongue pushed its way into the older
stud's dank cavity and began to explore its contents. If Rafa's entrance
had tasted arousingly good, the inside of his ring tasted like pure
sex. The sweat which has been sucked up Rafa's chute during their training
match took on an extra gamey flavour laced with the 35-year-old's aurora of
experience. Stefanos wiggled his tongue frantically doing everything in his
power to unlock the Spaniard's flavour and succeeding delightfully.
A malevolent grin hidden from Stefanos's view showed Rafa's next move was
to choke the youngster with his hole. Gripping the back of Stefanos's head
nice and tight, Rafa's thick biceps pulled the Greek stud in and held him
within the dank, sweaty gap of his hole for a prolonged period. The reward
for the 23-year-old's obedience was that along with his tongue, his nose
was now fully immersed in Rafa's intoxicating scent and he loved
it. Stefanos used his finger and thumb under Rafa's hole to stretch the
Spaniard's ring a little wider while his hand reached around to take hold
of Rafa's 7.5-inch mast. Gripping the pole from the underside, using his
thumb along the bottom and his fingers across the top the Greek stud tugged
Rafa's hard cock away from him as he ate the Iberian's sexy hole.
"Dios Mio." Rafa cursed again, pushing his ring out to offer Stefanos all
the access the young stud needed. The 23-year-old took full advantage
curling his tongue up into the warm sweaty crevice of Rafa's olive belly,
lapping up every drop of the Spaniard's greatness. Given the opportunity,
Stefanos wouldn't be anywhere else in the world right now. On the one hand,
Rafa's arse tasted like heaven, so manly and powerful, the youngster probed
and probed, drinking every drop of the older man's essence as the sun
blazed down in them both. And on the other hand, Stefanos had a grip of the
most desirable cock in tennis and he had no intention of letting it go
unless it would be going somewhere else. Seductively the Greek stud jerked
Rafa, not fast enough to get the Spaniard's juices flowing, but just enough
to make Rafa pulse and throb with irritation. Rafa's hissed groans of
satisfaction told Stefanos he was succeeding with his task and out of
nowhere, the Spaniard exploded free of Stefanos's clutches intentionally
knocking the Greek stud backwards.
Stefanos rolled onto his back but that wasn't how Rafa pictured the rest of
their afternoon continuing. Grabbing a leg aggressively, Rafa whipped the
young stud onto his front and positioned his face just inches away from
Stefanoss arse, ready for the short final preparation before he finally got
what he truly wanted. The Spaniard spat across Stefanos's hairy hole, then
spat again watching the mucus roll down the youngster's sweaty
entrance. Following his spit, Rafa rocked forward, landing tongue first in
the Greek stud's hole. Curling his tongue up into Stefanos's sweaty cunt,
Rafa sucked hard, drinking the young man's flavour. Rafa couldn't
understand the words Stefanos was muttering, his Greek wasn't as good as
the wide range of other languages he knew, but the way the 23-year-old
hissed after each flick of his tongue, Rafa knew that the Greek youngster
could only be giving him a positive review.
Rafa wriggled his tongue within the hairy lips of Stefanos's hole and
savoured the youngster's intoxicating essence. The young Greek stud felt so
fit and firm under his grip while the Spaniard's tongue delved as deep as
it could reach. The taste was manly and strong, the taste of over an hour
of physical exertion under the strong Spanish sun. That bitterness was the
perfect taste to fill Rafa's hard wood with all the blood it needed to fuck
Stefanos senseless. Pressing his face cheeks against the warm heat of
Stefanos's furry cheeks, Rafa made sure to drink every last drop of the
youngster's deliciousness while his cock begged to follow a different
agenda, wish granted.
The muscular masterpiece removed his tongue from Stefanos's wet hole and
hopped into position in the same energetic movement. With his face down,
his arse up and Rafa's weight above him, Stefanos had nowhere to go, all he
could do was brace which he did with closed eyes and clenched teeth as the
Spaniard pressed the tip of his hard cock against Stefanos's back
door. There wasn't too much time to mentally prepare himself as Rafa's
spear began to push its way forward increasing the pressure against the
youngster's walls until, "Ahhh!" "Mierda!" They called in unison as Rafa's
cock pierced a hole into Stefanos's ring and began to penetrate.
Stefanos couldn't see the fire in Rafa's eyes but the record-breaking
champion was like an angry bull and Stefanos's arse was his matador. The
Greek's furry round cheeks were like a red rag to Rafa's horn which the
experienced top fed into his hole firmly. "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhh" Stefanos
groaned into the unforgiving clay as the top pressed forward, closing the
gap between them by using the space his fingers had created inside the
youngster beforehand. 3 inches inside Stefanos's hole, Rafa let go of his
shaft and kept himself nice and straight but continued to press forward and
only forward, watching more of his cock disappear between those soft young
lips.
"Ayyyyyyy." Stefanos exhaled, releasing as much pain as he possibly could
through his breath while his idol filled him with more pain through deeper
penetration. The bottom wasn't complaining, he just needed a
release. Beyond 4 inches, it was beginning to get easier. The burning
sensation at his ring was already disappearing and now he needed his chute
to open up for Rafa. The top made it clear that open or not, his cock would
be going in there continuing to force his boner through any resistance the
Greek's insides had for him.
Rafa's brown eyes watched his cock progress beyond 5 inches. The blue veins
of his shaft were thickly embossed as the Spaniard forced himself deeper
still, blood rushing to the place his body needed it most. A swell of
arousal from Rafa's head as the friction and resistance grew within the
bottom. More than 6 inches deep inside Stefanos, Rafa could've started to
stroke long and hard from here to fuck his way inside the tight, young
bottom but that wasn't Rafa's style. The 35-year-old was going to show this
kid 12 years his junior how a legend like Rafael Nadal likes to
fuck. Taking hold of both of the Greek stud's shoulders and raising his
bodyweight onto his feet, Rafa continued to push straight and true passing
7 inches deep.
Finally, Stefanos felt the entire weight of Rafa's body push up against his
arse cheeks. The powerful Spaniard wasn't in the mood to stop and
appreciate little moments like this however and the first blow of his
crotch against Stefanos's arse was closely followed by the second and
third. The force of Rafa's body smashing into the Greek stud's belly sent
more droplets of sweat splashing across Stefanos's back. A loud slapping of
wet skin on wet skin squelched around the tennis court as Rafa found his
rhythm, piling his cock deep into the bottom's furry cunt with overwhelming
force. Under Rafa the young bottom groaned with happiness. The feeling of
the Spaniard's bare shaft, pounding his insides apart gave Stefanos that
satisfying feeling of a well-used bottom. "Ahhhh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah." Stefanos agreed, the sounds being pounded out of him involuntarily
by Rafa's incredible form. "¡Cállate cuño!" Rafa
barked, closing his hand around the bottom's throat. Closing his grip
around Stefanos's oesophagus, Rafa pounded the bottom harder still, using
his world-famous stamina to power those chunky legs which stuffed his
Iberian meat deep into Stefanos's sexy warm pocket.
Stefanos closed his eyes and accepted his fate as Rafa drummed away on his
firm arse cheeks. Without his sight the bottom could dedicate more brain
power to the feeling of pleasure within his tight, bare chute. The
decreasing friction didn't equal decreasing pleasure, in fact as the
resistance of his tight hole weakened against Rafa's advances, Stefanos
could feel the Spaniard moving faster, stuffing him with that aching
chorizo. Each shot of that legendary body sent more flecks of cool sweat
across Stefanos's smooth back causing the defined muscles to tense
beautifully. Under the bottom, the sound of his cock smacking against his
belly from the power of Rafa's work boomed below him, yet found itself
drowned out by the squelch of Rafa's sweaty legs crushing themselves
against Stefanos's sweaty globes as he violently impaled the sexy
youngster. The urge to take hold of his cock and jerk was becoming
unbearable but in the position Stefanos couldn't. With Rafa throwing every
ounce of his muscular body into the bottom's arse, the weight of the
Spaniard on the Greek superstar against a weaker man would've sent them
both toppling to the court below them. No, Stefanos had to wait for Rafa to
change position or finish if he wanted to find his own satisfaction.
The vice grip of Rafa's hand closed around Stefanos's neck, forcing the
bottom to struggle and strain for air as the top battered his
insides. Already dehydrated from their hit up in the roasting Madrid sun,
Stefanos could feel his entire body beginning to feel light while the
pressure in his head began to grow. Rafa was now in his element and the
sprint finish was well and truly on. "Touch yourself!" Rafa demanded as he
ploughed away on the Greek stud's meaty arse. Each shot pounding into the
youngster's stunning frame with earth-shattering power as Rafa battered his
entire cock deep into the belly of the attractive young star.
Stefanos's hand found his 7-inch uncut cock which was harder than ever
before and with a couple of strokes that heavy pressure around his brain
combined with the ferocious power of Rafa's athletic body ramming into his
well-used belly made every movement along his shaft a divine moment of
intense pleasure. The pressure behind his eyelids had started to hurt,
causing Stefanos to close his eyes but that was ok. Now there were no other
distractions, just the warmth, weight, strength and smell of Rafael Nadal
destroying his insides without caution, determined to give them both the
best orgasm they had ever achieved and Stefanos had no doubt he was about
to achieve his goal.
"Ahhh, yeah, yeah, yeahhhh." Rafa groaned with his trademark extended drawl
as his efforts expended high levels of energy from him. The pistoning hips
of the experienced top left nothing in reserve has Rafa powered his way to
his orgasm. Stefanos took in the image of the tennis god throwing
everything at him, his body vibrating with every slam of the Spaniard's
frame before the legend finally released the grunt to end all grunts!
"DIOS MIO!!!" Rafa yelled as hard as his lungs could expel the words while
releasing Stefanos's neck and replacing it with the crushing power of his
inner elbow while reaching down for the Greek stud's hard-on all at
once. Molten hot lava began to thunder up Stefanos's chute, the lining of
which felt even more sensitive with less oxygen to feed his
brain. Struggling to suck in a little more oxygen there was just enough gap
for Stefanos to replenish his lungs as Rafa's drumming fingertips took him
straight to the edge of his own climax.
"Ahh fuck!" Stefanos cursed as a load of Rafa's hot cream glazed his chute,
increasing his levels of pleasure high enough that Rafa's next stroke made
the Greek stud erupt. Another shot of Rafa's cum ripped through Stefanos's
body as the bottom's shaft blasted a thick heavy streak of his white jizz
down onto the deep, terracotta coloured clay. Following the 5th deep squirt
of his draining nuts, Rafa pulled his cock back for another squirt then
jammed himself back into Stefanos's meaty arse. The Greek stud gasped
helplessly as the pleasure of it all took over his senses. Involuntarily,
Stefanos jabbed his arse backwards, forcing Rafa's crotch against his
cheeks again.
"Si, Dios Mio!" Rafa called as the feeling of Stefanos's firm arse cheeks
pushing back at him increased the pressure in the Spaniard's nuts. The
great man's balls were practically empty, groaning as the last of his seed
squirted deep into Stefanos's young belly while his hand continued to milk
the young stud. Landing against Stefanos's sweaty arse Rafa rested while
his empty cock continued to throb within the bottom. Jerking rapidly, he
drained the 23-year-old's nuts of its contents while Stefanos whined
constantly.
Relaxing his grip on Stefanos's throat, Rafa allowed the bottom to suck in
oxygen as his nuts continued to fire. The pool of cum beneath them grew
wider after half a dozen shots and counting. Thick Greek velvet puddled
below Stefanos as his sweaty nuts unleashed another wave of pleasure into
the world. Rafa's tight fist pumped Stefanos's shaft but his work was
nearly done. Pulling back the young stud's foreskin, Rafa listened to the
long deep sigh, followed by another and finally Stefanos gave the final
groan that confirmed to Rafa he was empty.
Flicking his hair back, Stefanos added a little emphasis to the end of his
relief. Rafa tensed his chunky muscles in his legs and reversed. "Oh!"
Stefanos gasped as the Spaniard's thick sausage slid free of his cum-filled
hole. Looking back at the Spanish legend a smile crept across his cheeky
face. "Uh uh, what are you laughing at?" Rafa grinned malevolently. "Ehh,
nothing." Stefanos replied, his face falling slightly. "Back up a second."
Rafa instructed. Stefanos followed Rafa's orders, reversing while remaining
on all fours. "Stop!" Rafa called with the Greek stud coming to an
immediate halt. The 35-year-old moved around to Stefanos's front. "Face
down!" Rafa barked. Stefanos made to protest but Rafa stopped him with a
sweaty toe against his lips. Moving his head up to Stefanos's crown, Rafa
guided the youngster down and obediently, Stefanos allowed Rafa to rub his
face down into the puddle of cum on the dark clay. Rafa held the youngster
down for several seconds, pushing Steffano's sweaty face from right to left
then left to right before releasing him to look up.
The beautiful young Stefanos Tsitsipas looked up at Rafa, his slick dark
hair astray while his handsome face looked up at him covered in hot sweat,
terracotta dust and a thin coat of his own cum across his cheeks and the
tip of his nose, well and truly owned!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/conors-watchful-shadow | Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2023 23:32:36 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Conor's Watchful Shadow Disclaimer: The following standalone story takes place a year after the events in the film/novel and does not imply anything about the true sexualities of the actors portraying Conor O'Malley (Lewis MacDougall) and Harry (James Melville). The novel, screenplay for the 2016 film version, and the characters are property of author Patrick Ness. If it is not permitted to read homoerotic fiction where you are, stop now. Thank you. Questions/comments: [email protected] Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Conor's Watchful Shadow © James Jenkins 2023 Damn it-late once again. Bugger. It had been like this every day ever since his mother passed away last year and he went to live with his grandmother. The bell for the third hour rang on time, school let out for the day and Conor O'Malley had to walk the eleven-minute path home. Grandma had promised to pick him up, but it wasn't a big deal, it's just how they've adjusted to life after having to learn how to let go, yet still growing to know each other. Grandma was always a conundrum though, to his mother during her cancer battle, Conor, hell even his estranged dad, that's why he still kept to the margins but still had his arms open to his son. Undoubtedly, she was giving one of her many high-society connections flattering attention...again. It didn't matter to him though; walking had always been a means of therapy for him, and the 13-year-old aspiring artist got to be with his thoughts, even though the Monster had ceased being the wise but meddlesome sage it used to be. Last year people didn't appear to notice him, neither did they notice when his scrawny body started to change. Conor had always been on the small side, only growing to a height of 5'1, and weighing in at a common 75lbs. His skin was so pale, it looked almost like marble, and he dressed almost like a real "Harry Potter" when he wasn't in his school uniform. When the new semester at Secondary School started again, his body changed along with his life. His chest became more defined, his butt had grown pert, and rounder. The most notable surprise was how large his cock got, spanning into an impressive, long piece of meat, fuck. Yet Conor hid that fact over his body, he didn't want to be fondled over or targeted because of it. His forest green sympathetic eyes and enigmatic character already seemed to garner enough attention-though sometimes unwelcome. The raven-haired teen started down the path leading from the football field. Keeping his gaze forward, barely acknowledging his fellow classmates, passing him by. Following his mum's diagnosis, he'd always been known for being kind of...standoffish. So, Conor kept to himself most of the time. His iPod being his primary solace including his sketch books that he always kept close to hand when inspiration struck him. God how I wish that my sketches could come to life.... Conor hid his innermost dreams and private passions in them, how fervently he wanted to be loved by these seemingly terrible characters struggling with their own demons, outcasts among their peers and, holding those villainous princes by their shirt collars, making love to them with their presence lingering deep into the night. Today had become increasingly chilly, almost freezing so Conor decided to take a detour through the park, with the large plane trees seemingly waving as he passed by. The fantastical characters he sketched still mentally tormented him as Conor walked on, and he could feel himself growing aroused. He grasped at the strap of his schoolbag against his right shoulder, trying to stay sane while resisting the urge to touch himself without anyone noticing. He turned down a pathway that had the largest trees in the park. It was almost completely bare of life except for some ducks swimming in the nearby pond. Desperate for some release Conor sat down on a bench behind some heavy bushes, pulled out his sketchbook, and set it down to his left. Damn those characters he recently drew were so menacing looking yet attractive...he spread his legs and began to rub himself through his black pants, using his palm to slowly caress his erection. It had been a while since he'd last rubbed one out and fuck it felt awesome. The restless boy pressed his fingers into the center of his crotch and stroked it harder, his cock growing warmer. Biting into his lower lip, Conor slipped his hand into his briefs, touching his sweaty member slowly, reveling in his fingers clutching round it. Conor rarely ever inserted any of his fingers inside himself, his ass still pristine from another's touch other than his own. Enclosing his fist round his shaft, Conor let out a soft grown, closed his eyes, and began to jack himself off with abandon. The boy slid his hand up his crotch, fondling his prick. The head was warm and sensitive, and Conor squeezed on it pleased. Suddenly he opened his eyes and stopped. Looking over the bush was the boy who sat a few rows ahead of him in math class. It was the former bane of his existence, Harry. Golden Boy Harry had caught his favorite target with his trousers down. Gasping, Conor became flushed and just stared at the unexpected voyeur, he didn't know if he should jump up or...what the hell could he do? "Shit-I... I um..." the tongue-tied boy gulped. Mortified, Conor unnervingly shot up, and tried to fix his school clothes. The blonde semi-long haired 14-year-old just stared at him, not mockingly nor with revulsion but with...something more intrigued. Harry had never looked at the mystery boy that way before. The only time he had ever spoken to him was when he and his cronies, Sully, and Anton, wanted to have fun with him if not taunt him over his troublesome circumstances. "Wait...I was only... checking you out" the amber-eyed teen said awestruck. " I saw you walking this way...I just...always thought you were fine O'Malley...please go on..." The usually self-righteous handsome boy shoved the bush aside and walked towards Conor, not with ill intent but as if he was trying to prove he was a changed man. The long-faced teen touched Conor's right arm and stunned face; the young artist froze. Harry's hand was so warm against his cool skin, so bold and tender. He moved closer upon his prey, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's waist, and gazing hypnotically into his classmate's eyes. "No lie O'Malley-I've always thought you were a cute bloke...please...let me help you there..." With that his hand trailed down around Conor's groin and he squeezed it gently. Before Conor could give a rebuttal, his gorgeous lips were pressed around those of his crush, longingly devouring them. Conor melted in his frenemy's arms, succumbing to the kiss. Harry's tongue brushed along the starstruck boy's lower lip and soon Conor was experiencing his very first French kiss. God, his spit, and breath tasted so heavenly, and the loner lad's pleasured senses had been bolstered. Brazenly Harry fondled his crushes' crotch, squeezing it in turn, doing the same to his balls and tugging on them just enough to make the kid snicker. Conor trembled with each pull, feeling more enlivened by the kiss. In need of air, Conor pulled away and looked at him, touching his face now. Harry's face was so entrancing up close. The shape of his lips so alluring and his nose so long yet good looking. Conor had never thought of this until now after every time Harry spent bullying him (though he didn't regret the fateful day he broke it however). In a beat Conor pressed up against him. Harry's swelling cock was bulging on his left leg. On impulse Harry squeezed his ass, pressing Conor harder into his noticeably restless cock. Hinting at this, Conor grabbed his heated bulge and rubbed it. Harry was just as taken aback as the object of his affection was. The popular boy let out a soft moan as Conor stroked him through his trousers. The burning feeling of his cock sent torrents spiraling down the boy's spine and Conor suddenly became insatiable for more. Quickly he undid his admirer's trousers and caressed him quickly through his blue boxers. Harry smiled down at Connor then freed his cock from its cotton refuge. Conor blushed as he saw it jut out into view. While he knew Harry was praised in many areas, Conor never thought Harry would be so...Huge... he had only seen cocks like his in classical artwork or X-rated movies he secretly watched at night, and never expected to see one this close. He craved it. Fuck, he wanted it despite all the sneering prick did to him under a disdainful guise. Falling to his knees, he took it in his hands and licked the pink head. Harry gasped as his heart stopped and looked at the boy whose silent suffering initially attracted him with wide eyes before stroking that sweet short black hair. Conor continued to lap at the head, his former tormentor's cock now concrete hard. He rested the tip in his mouth and sucked on it, swirling his tongue as Conor drew it deeper into my mouth. Harry's right hand tightened its grip around that lovely onyx hair and soon he was thrusting into that desirable mouth slowly with thankful satisfaction. Harry's moans became animalistic, and he tugged at Conor's hair mildly harshly, causing the boy to stand. Harry began to undress him, yanking off the perturbed boy's dress shirt and pressing his lips together like a pufferfish to kiss them. Conor moaned at his ministrations, and the Captivating Devil pulled down his trousers. The young artist was soon naked and so was the one person who had been his nemesis and partial salvation. Swiftly Harry grabbed him, pressing his crushes' nude body against his own, he brought Conor down to the grassy ground with him. Harry hovered above him like an eagle watching a hare and kissed the boy's bare neck, biting it and tugging at the exposed skin. His hands coursed over the irresistible young masochist possessively, grasping and squeezing at any part he wanted. Conor continued to stroke his throbbing cock. They were playing with each other, licking, nipping at, tickling, and caressing. Harry's cock was musky and warm as Conor's ass ached for something, any presence to break his sanctity. The usually snobbish twat's hands traveled lower and calculating, when Conor thought, he was going to fondle him too, Harry's hands swept past down to his legs and knees. He grabbed both and pushed the boy's skinny knees to his chest with one fast move. Connor was pinned down like a yew on an altar. Smirkingly Harry plugged his tongue into the winsome barely parted mouth and crushed the younger's body. Loving the dominant stance, Harry repositioned himself over Conor and smiled, keeping him pinned down as Christ on the cross. "What a fine little ass you've there Conor, how about we pry it open, eh?" Conor's eyes grew wide, surprised to hear his first name used for once while suddenly realizing what he had committed himself to. Despite his futile squirming and kicks Harry pressed his cock against Conor's anus, stopping where his rosebud laid. After a couple nudging strikes, he pushed in hard, and the helpless boy yelped, breaking though into him, as he hoped. Immediately following entry, Conor tried to scream but Harry's hand pressed against the pained face. He thrust into the searing virgin bleeding hole, sending shocks of hurtful adrenaline towards Conor's brain. The pain began to subside and soon Conor could feel his tormentor stretching him open, slowly plunging his hardened blade within the horny lad. Drawing their mouths together again, Harry bucked harder in speed, causing his crush to moan with zeal. Like an atomic bomb Conor's body was reaching its cataclysmic boiling point, he was nearing his explosion. Wincing Conor came, squeezing Harry's cock in delicious throes. The boy had never orgasmed that hard before when intimate thoughts of Harry first entered his nighttime dreams. His body quivered and the boy was bathed in his former bully's cock in his pearly white juices. Harry quickly pulled out and shot five streams of his cum all over Conor's stomach and two more hot loads. One fell upon the right side of his face while the other landed on his neck. The taller collapsed on top of Conor, kissing him wholeheartedly. "Thanks Conor..." Harry whispered into his left ear. "Be sure to come back tomorrow or we can go to my house, I'll have a special surprise for you." Coolly he stood up and smiled, offering his hand. Gratefully yet cautiously, Conor took it and stood, looking over the bushes, relieved they were still alone. Harry kissed his right cheek, re-dressed then dashed off back up the path as it was getting late anyway. Conor looked at his deflowered body. God, how he loved the overpowering warmth stirring in it. Using a handkerchief grandma had given him as a birthday gift, Conor hastily cleaned himself up, got his clothes in order then resumed his walk home. Today had been the most thrilling and emotionally upending day of his life following the Monster's visit. Conor couldn't refrain from smiling to himself as he felt impatient waiting for tomorrow-along with the new prospects it would bring. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Thu, 14 Sep 2023 23:32:36 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Conor's Watchful Shadow
Disclaimer: The following standalone story takes place a year after the
events in the film/novel and does not imply anything about the true
sexualities of the actors portraying Conor O'Malley (Lewis MacDougall) and
Harry (James Melville). The novel, screenplay for the 2016 film version,
and the characters are property of author Patrick Ness. If it is not
permitted to read homoerotic fiction where you are, stop now. Thank you.
Questions/comments: [email protected]
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
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Conor's Watchful Shadow
© James Jenkins 2023
Damn it-late once again.
Bugger. It had been like this every day ever since his mother passed away
last year and he went to live with his grandmother. The bell for the third
hour rang on time, school let out for the day and Conor O'Malley had to
walk the eleven-minute path home. Grandma had promised to pick him up, but
it wasn't a big deal, it's just how they've adjusted to life after having
to learn how to let go, yet still growing to know each other.
Grandma was always a conundrum though, to his mother during her cancer
battle, Conor, hell even his estranged dad, that's why he still kept to the
margins but still had his arms open to his son. Undoubtedly, she was giving
one of her many high-society connections flattering attention...again. It
didn't matter to him though; walking had always been a means of therapy for
him, and the 13-year-old aspiring artist got to be with his thoughts, even
though the Monster had ceased being the wise but meddlesome sage it used to
be.
Last year people didn't appear to notice him, neither did they notice when
his scrawny body started to change. Conor had always been on the small
side, only growing to a height of 5'1, and weighing in at a common
75lbs. His skin was so pale, it looked almost like marble, and he dressed
almost like a real "Harry Potter" when he wasn't in his school uniform.
When the new semester at Secondary School started again, his body changed
along with his life. His chest became more defined, his butt had grown
pert, and rounder. The most notable surprise was how large his cock got,
spanning into an impressive, long piece of meat, fuck. Yet Conor hid that
fact over his body, he didn't want to be fondled over or targeted because
of it. His forest green sympathetic eyes and enigmatic character already
seemed to garner enough attention-though sometimes unwelcome.
The raven-haired teen started down the path leading from the football
field. Keeping his gaze forward, barely acknowledging his fellow
classmates, passing him by. Following his mum's diagnosis, he'd always been
known for being kind of...standoffish. So, Conor kept to himself most of
the time. His iPod being his primary solace including his sketch books that
he always kept close to hand when inspiration struck him.
God how I wish that my sketches could come to life.... Conor hid his
innermost dreams and private passions in them, how fervently he wanted to
be loved by these seemingly terrible characters struggling with their own
demons, outcasts among their peers and, holding those villainous princes by
their shirt collars, making love to them with their presence lingering deep
into the night.
Today had become increasingly chilly, almost freezing so Conor decided to
take a detour through the park, with the large plane trees seemingly waving
as he passed by.
The fantastical characters he sketched still mentally tormented him as
Conor walked on, and he could feel himself growing aroused. He grasped at
the strap of his schoolbag against his right shoulder, trying to stay sane
while resisting the urge to touch himself without anyone noticing. He
turned down a pathway that had the largest trees in the park. It was almost
completely bare of life except for some ducks swimming in the nearby pond.
Desperate for some release Conor sat down on a bench behind some heavy
bushes, pulled out his sketchbook, and set it down to his left. Damn those
characters he recently drew were so menacing looking yet attractive...he
spread his legs and began to rub himself through his black pants, using his
palm to slowly caress his erection. It had been a while since he'd last
rubbed one out and fuck it felt awesome. The restless boy pressed his
fingers into the center of his crotch and stroked it harder, his cock
growing warmer.
Biting into his lower lip, Conor slipped his hand into his briefs, touching
his sweaty member slowly, reveling in his fingers clutching round it. Conor
rarely ever inserted any of his fingers inside himself, his ass still
pristine from another's touch other than his own. Enclosing his fist round
his shaft, Conor let out a soft grown, closed his eyes, and began to jack
himself off with abandon.
The boy slid his hand up his crotch, fondling his prick. The head was warm
and sensitive, and Conor squeezed on it pleased. Suddenly he opened his
eyes and stopped. Looking over the bush was the boy who sat a few rows
ahead of him in math class. It was the former bane of his existence,
Harry. Golden Boy Harry had caught his favorite target with his trousers
down.
Gasping, Conor became flushed and just stared at the unexpected voyeur, he
didn't know if he should jump up or...what the hell could he do?
"Shit-I... I um..." the tongue-tied boy gulped. Mortified, Conor
unnervingly shot up, and tried to fix his school clothes.
The blonde semi-long haired 14-year-old just stared at him, not mockingly
nor with revulsion but with...something more intrigued. Harry had never
looked at the mystery boy that way before. The only time he had ever spoken
to him was when he and his cronies, Sully, and Anton, wanted to have fun
with him if not taunt him over his troublesome circumstances.
"Wait...I was only... checking you out" the amber-eyed teen said
awestruck. " I saw you walking this way...I just...always thought you were
fine O'Malley...please go on..."
The usually self-righteous handsome boy shoved the bush aside and walked
towards Conor, not with ill intent but as if he was trying to prove he was
a changed man. The long-faced teen touched Conor's right arm and stunned
face; the young artist froze.
Harry's hand was so warm against his cool skin, so bold and tender. He
moved closer upon his prey, wrapping his arms around the smaller boy's
waist, and gazing hypnotically into his classmate's eyes.
"No lie O'Malley-I've always thought you were a cute bloke...please...let
me help you there..." With that his hand trailed down around Conor's groin
and he squeezed it gently. Before Conor could give a rebuttal, his gorgeous
lips were pressed around those of his crush, longingly devouring them.
Conor melted in his frenemy's arms, succumbing to the kiss. Harry's tongue
brushed along the starstruck boy's lower lip and soon Conor was
experiencing his very first French kiss. God, his spit, and breath tasted
so heavenly, and the loner lad's pleasured senses had been bolstered.
Brazenly Harry fondled his crushes' crotch, squeezing it in turn, doing the
same to his balls and tugging on them just enough to make the kid
snicker. Conor trembled with each pull, feeling more enlivened by the
kiss. In need of air, Conor pulled away and looked at him, touching his
face now.
Harry's face was so entrancing up close. The shape of his lips so alluring
and his nose so long yet good looking. Conor had never thought of this
until now after every time Harry spent bullying him (though he didn't
regret the fateful day he broke it however).
In a beat Conor pressed up against him. Harry's swelling cock was bulging
on his left leg. On impulse Harry squeezed his ass, pressing Conor harder
into his noticeably restless cock.
Hinting at this, Conor grabbed his heated bulge and rubbed it. Harry was
just as taken aback as the object of his affection was. The popular boy let
out a soft moan as Conor stroked him through his trousers.
The burning feeling of his cock sent torrents spiraling down the boy's
spine and Conor suddenly became insatiable for more. Quickly he undid his
admirer's trousers and caressed him quickly through his blue boxers. Harry
smiled down at Connor then freed his cock from its cotton refuge. Conor
blushed as he saw it jut out into view.
While he knew Harry was praised in many areas, Conor never thought Harry
would be so...Huge... he had only seen cocks like his in classical artwork
or X-rated movies he secretly watched at night, and never expected to see
one this close. He craved it. Fuck, he wanted it despite all the sneering
prick did to him under a disdainful guise. Falling to his knees, he took
it in his hands and licked the pink head. Harry gasped as his heart stopped
and looked at the boy whose silent suffering initially attracted him with
wide eyes before stroking that sweet short black hair.
Conor continued to lap at the head, his former tormentor's cock now
concrete hard. He rested the tip in his mouth and sucked on it, swirling
his tongue as Conor drew it deeper into my mouth. Harry's right hand
tightened its grip around that lovely onyx hair and soon he was thrusting
into that desirable mouth slowly with thankful satisfaction.
Harry's moans became animalistic, and he tugged at Conor's hair mildly
harshly, causing the boy to stand. Harry began to undress him, yanking off
the perturbed boy's dress shirt and pressing his lips together like a
pufferfish to kiss them. Conor moaned at his ministrations, and the
Captivating Devil pulled down his trousers. The young artist was soon naked
and so was the one person who had been his nemesis and partial salvation.
Swiftly Harry grabbed him, pressing his crushes' nude body against his own,
he brought Conor down to the grassy ground with him. Harry hovered above
him like an eagle watching a hare and kissed the boy's bare neck, biting it
and tugging at the exposed skin. His hands coursed over the irresistible
young masochist possessively, grasping and squeezing at any part he wanted.
Conor continued to stroke his throbbing cock. They were playing with each
other, licking, nipping at, tickling, and caressing. Harry's cock was musky
and warm as Conor's ass ached for something, any presence to break his
sanctity.
The usually snobbish twat's hands traveled lower and calculating, when
Conor thought, he was going to fondle him too, Harry's hands swept past
down to his legs and knees. He grabbed both and pushed the boy's skinny
knees to his chest with one fast move. Connor was pinned down like a yew on
an altar. Smirkingly Harry plugged his tongue into the winsome barely
parted mouth and crushed the younger's body.
Loving the dominant stance, Harry repositioned himself over Conor and
smiled, keeping him pinned down as Christ on the cross.
"What a fine little ass you've there Conor, how about we pry it open, eh?"
Conor's eyes grew wide, surprised to hear his first name used for once
while suddenly realizing what he had committed himself to. Despite his
futile squirming and kicks Harry pressed his cock against Conor's anus,
stopping where his rosebud laid. After a couple nudging strikes, he pushed
in hard, and the helpless boy yelped, breaking though into him, as he
hoped.
Immediately following entry, Conor tried to scream but Harry's hand pressed
against the pained face. He thrust into the searing virgin bleeding hole,
sending shocks of hurtful adrenaline towards Conor's brain. The pain began
to subside and soon Conor could feel his tormentor stretching him open,
slowly plunging his hardened blade within the horny lad. Drawing their
mouths together again, Harry bucked harder in speed, causing his crush to
moan with zeal. Like an atomic bomb Conor's body was reaching its
cataclysmic boiling point, he was nearing his explosion.
Wincing Conor came, squeezing Harry's cock in delicious throes. The boy had
never orgasmed that hard before when intimate thoughts of Harry first
entered his nighttime dreams. His body quivered and the boy was bathed in
his former bully's cock in his pearly white juices.
Harry quickly pulled out and shot five streams of his cum all over Conor's
stomach and two more hot loads. One fell upon the right side of his face
while the other landed on his neck. The taller collapsed on top of Conor,
kissing him wholeheartedly.
"Thanks Conor..." Harry whispered into his left ear. "Be sure to come back
tomorrow or we can go to my house, I'll have a special surprise for you."
Coolly he stood up and smiled, offering his hand. Gratefully yet
cautiously, Conor took it and stood, looking over the bushes, relieved they
were still alone. Harry kissed his right cheek, re-dressed then dashed off
back up the path as it was getting late anyway.
Conor looked at his deflowered body. God, how he loved the overpowering
warmth stirring in it. Using a handkerchief grandma had given him as a
birthday gift, Conor hastily cleaned himself up, got his clothes in order
then resumed his walk home.
Today had been the most thrilling and emotionally upending day of his life
following the Monster's visit. Conor couldn't refrain from smiling to
himself as he felt impatient waiting for tomorrow-along with the new
prospects it would bring.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/batman-dynamic-doses | Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2023 10:12:54 -0500 From: Ebon Artist Subject: Batman - Dynamic Doses Batman and Robin in Dynamic Doses *Batman and Robin are property of DC comics. Robin is a creation of Bill Finger. Catwoman created by Bob Kane and Bill Finger. Comments and questions are always welcome at [email protected] For more Batcock, check out my superhero 3D porn at https://www.patreon.com/Ebonart The Dynamic Duo nodded to each other and parted at the lair entrance. Following her usual tactics, Catwoman's lair was a maze. Specifically, a CAT-a-comb. Reassuringly, Batman put his hand on Robin's shoulder and shook it gently; the Boy Wonder responded with a quiet smile and nod before clicking on his bat-light and taking the left corridor. Batman watched the caped boy disappear before moving down the rightmost corridor. Robin swept his light before him as he trotted through the dark maze. He kept alert for ambushes, but so far none of her gang had jumped him. He slowed; that was highly unusual. She liked to command from the rear, throwing a group of gunmen or bully-boys to cover her escape. The boy stopped, flashed his light behind him, then continued forward. Around the next turn, Robin stopped. The maze simply ended, and there was a cat statue on a pedestal in front of him. It was slender and beautiful, carved from jade. One of the two statues to disappear from the Gotham Museum of Natural History last night. Well, at least he'd recovered this. The caped teen made to remove the statue, and as he stepped in front of the pedestal, gas jets filled the end of the corridor with a bright yellow vapor. Robin stumbled back, cape over his mouth, coughing. He blinked, but the gas didn't seem to be knockout gas or anything else. He shook his head. He was a little dizzy, so he put his back to the wall in case he blacked out. Seconds passed, though, and nothing happened. Weird. He must have not gotten much in his lungs, and the gas was already gone. Now, however, there was a door behind the pedestal. Robin eased his way around the precious statue and continued at a trot. He was ready for a fight, and disappointed Catwoman's idiots were apparently no-shows. The caped teen turned a corner, and the corridor opened up into a room. He tensed as he walked forward cautiously. This was where Catwoman was at her most dangerous - the heart of her lair. He saw Batman emerge from an opening opposite him. He walked forward and met the Dark Knight in front of a large padded bench that stood between them. "Nothing?" Batman said as he stored his bat-light. Robin nodded. "Nothing except a gas trap; avoided that," he added. Batman frowned. "Same," he said. "Hello, Dynamic Duo," came the rich voice of Catwoman. Robin turned, looking for the svelte criminal. Despite her thieving ways, she certainly was not bad to look at. "Catwoman," Batman said flatly as he looked around. "What is this?" "I've been gone for hours, Batman, but I've left my sweet loot behind as a token of peace. I'm tired of the chase, and find my mind turning to one thing..." Robin rolled his eyes. Catwoman had such a crush on Batman that it wasn't funny. Half the time he thought she committed crimes only so he'd be the one to stop her. "Catwoman, if you want to give yourself up--" Batman started. "Oh, no, Batman! I find my mind turning to one thing: a way to keep you from ruining my next heist. Which is going on right now. But you won't be stopping me." Robin turned in a slow circle, looking for trouble. Any moment and doors could open, traps could be sprung, but so far... nothing. He stood, back to Batman, and felt only a slight fatigue. It grew rapidly, and then he felt hot, and weak for a moment. "Batman?" he said, as he staggered. "Robin. The gas...." Batman said, and he shifted to put a supportive hand on Robin's shoulder. "Why the delay, I hear yourself asking, Batman? Because you two needed to be together for my delightful new toy to have an effect," Catwoman said, and then the connection cut with a squawk. "Robin, here's a broad antidote," Batman said as he fumbled with his utility belt. Robin turned and instead of handing him the capsule, Batman fed him the pill. Robin stopped at the gesture, even as he swallowed the pill. It was... surprisingly intimate, and the gesture, the touch, made the boy's heart race. The touch of Batman's leather glove on his mouth. The gentle push against his lips. He wanted more. A lot more. Batman didn't remove his gloved hand from the boy's mouth. Instead, he let a finger drift over Robin's soft lips. Another finger joined it, and Batman caressed his ward and partner's mouth. So soft and fresh-looking. Why had he never looked at Robin's soft lips before? He stepped closer. Robin let his hands drop to his sides. He trusted Batman above everything else, and now as the man caressed his mouth, he trusted again. He bowed his head slightly, shifted his stance so his legs were spread just slightly. He could feel it, and he blushed: he was getting an erection, something very visible in his skintight thin little green trunks. "You're getting to be a big boy, Robin," Batman said, hand dropping to cup the sixteen-year-old's bulge. His gloved fingers traced the boy's tented bulge and stroked it, feeling the boy's reaction. Robin pushed his hips forward, and the youth's cock flexed against his hand. He smiled as he heard a sharp intake of breath from Robin as he let his fingers run over the outline of the boy's cock. Robin's trunks were so thin and tight that he could feel the boy's cut crown. "Batman, what...?" Robin sighed as he pushed his bulge against the man's hand. It felt so good. He moved his hips again and pushed his trapped cock against Batman's questing fingers. "The gas, Robin, obviously. It's manipulating our feelings and ramping up our normal sexual needs. We were both thinking about Catwoman's amazingly beautiful form, and as men will do, reacting to those thoughts," Batman said as he continued to explore his ward's trapped cock. Feeling Robin's erection under his touch was electrifying. Robin snapped his fingers. "We were thinking about sex and then when we met..." "Right, Robin," Batman breathed. "Now we are reacting to each other." He shifted and felt his own erect cock flex inside his trunks. He had to be the strong one, here. He pushed Robin to sit on the leather-padded bench. "Robin. I think you need to..." Batman started, then he felt Robin's hands on his utility belt. "Way ahead of you, Batman. Like you say: sometimes the only way out is through," Robin said as he stroked Batman's trunks, his own gloved hands feeling the large bulge there. He felt the strength and heat in it as he stroked over Batman's trunks, and then he pulled the man's erect cock free through the secret seam they had in their trunks. Robin licked suddenly-dry lips as he pulled Batman's thick member into the cool air. Ten inches long and uncut, Batman's cock was heavy and thick in his gloved grasp. Robin bent and kissed the large crown, his pearl-pink tongue teasing the soft crown as his fingers stroked the shaft. "Good boy, Robin," Batman breathed. He had to smile. He was extremely proud of his partner. The youth had grasped the situation and implemented the only solution. He bit his lips as Robin's sweet mouth kissed and nuzzled against his large penis. Robin's grip on his penis was firm and confident. The boy knew what he was doing. "Do you think having an orgasm will stop the effect, Batman?" Robin said between slipping his wet lips over the man's cock and sucking it and licking the large helmet. Batman put his hands behind him as the boy sucked him off. His long indigo cape rustled as he thrust his cock towards the eager and talented boy. "I hope so, Robin. Obviously this is meant to tie us up while she commits another crime," Batman breathed. "Are you close, Batman?" Robin said as his gloved hand pumped his mentor's thick penis. His own cock was painfully erect and trapped in his trunks. He shifted his ass on the bench, and it triggered a warm pulse of need in him. He sucked at the salty-sweet skin, and his tongue stroked over Batman's cock as the man's precum rolled down the shaft to splash in his face. Robin pulled back and wiped his mouth, licking the man's precum from his glove. Batman put a hand on the back of Robin's head. "Robin. Don't stop," Batman breathed roughly. "Sorry, sir," Robin said and returned his mouth to the man's cock. He closed his eyes and let his mouth slide over the crown, taking the entire large glans in his mouth. "Good... boy..." Batman gasped. He held Robin's head in place as he started to cum. He clenched his jaw to keep from crying out. Robin relaxed his throat and let the batcum spurt past his tonsils. Four, five, seven pulses of cum filled him as Batman ejaculated in his mouth. He felt the gloved hand holding him in place relax, and he pulled back. Another softer shot hit him in the mouth as he moved back, and he licked thick creamy cum from his lips. "That... seems to have done it, Robin," Batman said, his voice shaky. Robin wiped his mouth with the edge of his cape and stood up. He winced, the feeling of his erect cock tenting his shorts was almost unbearable. "We need to go after Catwoman, then!" the teen boy yelped. Batman adjusted his cape. "Aren't you forgetting something, Boy Wonder?" he said. "Can't exactly go out in public like that." Robin blushed and let a hand drop to cover his erection. "Take care of it, son, it's okay," Batman said. Robin almost gasped in gratitude as he slipped his cock free from his trunks through one leg-hole and began to masturbate. He put one foot on the leather padded bench, and quickly worked his slender teenboy penis in hand. "Catwoman... mmpph... counted on our sexual desires to paralyze us," Robin breathed as he stroked his eager teen manhood. Six inches of hard young cock pulsed in his hand. "Right, Robin," Batman said, as he adjusted his softening cock back into his trunks. He watched the needy boy play with himself and put a comforting hand on Robin's shoulder. He squeezed the youth's strong shoulder and turned Robin's head. He leaned in and kissed the boy gently. The taste of his cum in Robin's mouth was electrifying. "I'm close, Batman," Robin breathed. Batman shifted back as the Boy Wonder let fly with his spurting cum, the young hero grunting softly as he ejaculated onto the lair floor. A second later Robin stood panting, leaning against Batman's strong form. "Oh... wow," he said with a shiver. Batman smiled and reached, sliding the boy's erect cock between his fingers, and then guiding it back into the teen's green trunks. Satisfied, Robin's cock softened even as he did so. "We can.... still stop her," Robin panted. Batman almost chuckled at the boy's deep blush. It had been some time since he'd put Robin through training to deal with sexual needs, and doubtless the boy remembered what it had been like. These days, the Boy Wonder's thoughts were more on Batgirl, or some of Catwoman's kitty minions. "No need, Robin. I already know where she'll strike next!" ** Robin buckled himself into the Batmobile, but then he winced and saw his erection was back, and more insistent. His trunks were already spotted with his precum. "Batman--" "I see, son," Batman said from the seat next to him. "Apparently my estimate of Catwoman's ingenuity has been off. I think her new concoction must be time-based," the man said as he undid Robin's seatbelt and eased the boy's erect cock out into the open. Robin sat in the seat, panting slightly as he felt Batman's hand on his penis. He thrust against the fingers and turned his head into the seat with a shuddering moan. "Give in to it, Robin," Batman said as he pumped the boy's slender young penis. Robin was well-endowed for a boy his age, and the youth's cock felt firm and strong in his hand. He pumped the hard length, his thumb expertly teasing the teen's large cut crown. "Ughh! UGH!" Robin grunted as he ejaculated, the thick streams of cream hitting him in the face and then making long white streaks on his red leather vest. He moaned in need as Batman continued to milk his cock, and almost a minute later he shot his cum again. Smaller spurts, this time, spattering his stomach. "Are you okay, Robin?" Batman said as his fingers slowed their smooth jerking on the boy's cock. Robin sighed and shifted, thrusting his cum-slick cock against the man's gloved fingers. "NnngghH!" he whined, and his cock jerked in Batman's grip. A few small spurts painted the Dark Knight's blue leather gauntlet as Robin ejaculated for a third time in as many minutes. "This is more serious than I thought; you're more affected by it because your teenage hormones are coming towards their peak," Batman said. He turned to the controls, and the Batmobile shot out into the Gotham night. Beside him, he watched as Robin reached to play with himself again. Two minutes later, the Boy Wonder groaned as his cock jerked in his hand, the youth's lean muscled form twisting in the throes of a powerful orgasm. Batman tapped the side of his cowl. "Alfred. Prep the medical bay. Robin is... injured," he said. `Right away, sir', came the reply. Batman made another call as the Batmobile roared on through the night. ** Robin clung to Batman as the man eased him up and out of the Batmobile. The Boy Wonder wished he had a long cape like Batman now, because of the stains and fresh streaks of jizz and precum on his trunks. As they walked away, the Batmobile sank to the garage level for refueling. Batman carried the boy to the medical bay in his strong arms, then let Robin down; he took the boy's utility belt and stored it as Robin worked off his cum-stained trunks. When Batman turned around, he reached and took Robin's hard cock in his leather-gloved hand. With his other hand, he fondled the teen boy's balls. "Uh! Batman!" Robin groaned as the lithe youth suddenly shivered, and two jets of fresh cum erupted from his sleek boycock. "I see. Robin, take your cock in hand; I want to see you play with yourself." "What, Batman?" Robin said, panting softly from his orgasm. "I just..." "Do it, Robin." "Yessir," Robin said and began to slowly stroke his length with his green-leather-gloved hand. "Good technique, son. I approve," Batman said after a few seconds of watching the teen boy stroke his erect penis. "B-Batman.." Robin whined, then he suddenly ejaculated again. "Uh! Ahh!" Robin cried as he shot his load, three spurts that fell to the Batcave's concrete floor. Batman caught the boy's arm before his legs gave way, and pulled the boy against his powerful body. Robin's cock pulsed against Batman's leg, spilling cum down the Dark Knight's tights. He held Robin close and moved his leg against the boy's cock and balls, shivering a bit as he heard the youth's soft moans of need as he ejaculated. "It's okay, son," Batman said, stroking the youths soft black hair. "I've got you." He patted Robin's back, then let his hand slide lower, over the boy's short cape, until he cupped Robin's ass. He kneaded the firm muscled rear, then pulled down Robin's thin tight trunks. "Batman? What...?" As Robin clung to him, Batman pressed his index finger into Robin's tight pucker, feeling the boy's heat and tightness as it closed over his leather-clad digit. "Ohhh! Batman! I...!" Robin gasped, then he felt the teen's taint clench on his finger as Robin ejaculated again, shooting cum against his leg. Batman looked down at the shivering teen, and worked his finger deeper into the boy's anus; gently, slowly, but allowing for no resistance. When he could brush Robin's prostate, he stroked it with a smooth slightly circular motion. Robin groaned and ejaculated again against Batman's leg, flexing his ass around Batman's thick finger buried in his young body, gently fucking his erect cock against the Dark Knight's muscled leg. He reached and slid his hand over Batman's trunks, feeling the outline of his mentor's thick erection trapped inside. "You still have a problem as well, Batman," Robin said. "Batman nodded. "I do, son, and I think I know the solution to both our problems. " Batman easily hoisted the teen onto the medical table, and Robin spread his legs wide enough to straddle it, leaving his erect cock laid on the cold steel for Batman's finger to gently probe and stroke. Robin winced at the examination, his balls pressed hard against the steel exam table, and fought the urge to fuck his cock forward. "Robin, lay back and expose your anus," Batman said in his commanding and clinical voice. The masked teen nodded and lay back, pushing his cape out to one side so it would not wrinkle. Limber acrobat that he was, his long bare legs spread then went back almost to his head. Now his hole was explosed, and Robin closed his eyes as Batman's finger ran around the edge of his pucker. Robin turned his head and gasped softly as the leather-clad digit slowly stroked over his little pucker, gently teasing it until Robin whimpered with his need. "Please, Batman... " "Patience, Boy Wonder..." Batman stroked the soft little opening firmly, watching Robin's reactions to the teasing touches. His sleek young cock with leaking precum, his limber athletic body twitching as he pressed harder on the little hole. He slipped his finger inside the boy, and watched Robin moan and react. The boy's cock was as hard as a rock, and Batman bent to lick precum from the flaring crown. "Now, you need to get ready, Robin..." "The bat-plug?" Robin said. "Yes, Robin," Batman said and produced a glass dildo from a nearby drawer. He lubed it, then set it aisde. He bent and pressed his lips to Robin's hairless pucker, and let his tongue gently stroke over the young boy's tight little button. "Ah!" Robin exclaimed. "Did I hurt you, Dick?" Batman said as he raised up for a second. "No sir! Keep doing that. If, um, if it'll help of course." Batman slowly worked the smooth glass bat-plug into the Boy Wonder's tight little hole, until Robin grunted softly when it popped through his tight young ring and sank deep into him. Batman calmly worked the dildo deep into the boy's anus, until Robin's tight hole flexed and relaxed. Quickly, Batman freed his cock, positioned the young hero, and entered him. "Batman! Oouughhh!" Robin cried as he felt the large adult bat-cock penetrate him. "Good boy, Dick... take my cock, son. Take it!" Batman groaned as he slowly fucked the lithe young teen. "Sir, yes sir!" Robin moaned as he pushed back, eager for the plunging penis to slide deeper into him. Batman carefully controlled his thrusts, not too deep or too eager until the boy relaxed more. He inched his thick penis into Robin's trembling body, watching the pretty youth gasp and groan in his need. The boy gripped the table, and held himself in place, his masked face flushed red with the strain and the embarrassment of having his tight young fuckhole plundered. Batman had to smile slightly as he fucked the Boy Wonder; watching Robin's reactions made him intensely horny, and he thrust deeper, and longer into the boy, his bat-cock like a well-lubed piston. "You like being fucked, son?" "Yessir, Batman!" Robin whined. "My bat-cock all the way into your tight little boy-pussy?" "Yes!" Robin cried, almost sobbing as he gave himself to his mentor. "Harder, Batman! Please!" "Play with yourself again, Robin! Now!" Robin raised his gloved hand, took his sleek boycock between two fingers and thumb, and began to stoke his wet slick little penis. "Uugh! Uhh! Uhhhh!" the boy gasped, his soft lips parted and glistening. Suddenly, Robin cried out, and thin spurts of boy-jism began to shoot over his costumed abs. Batman thrust his cock deep into the ejaculating boy, and held it, felt his own cum burst forth and flood Robin's tight boycunt. Batman held it, until he was done, then slid his penis free of the boy. He bent almost immediately, and began to lick at the flood of batcum spurting from Robin's anus. He worked his mouth over the boy's freshly-fucked hole for several minutes as Robin whined, until he was satisfied his boy was cleaned up. Robin lay on the medical table for several minutes as Batman cleaned him up, and finally worked another pair of tight silk trunks onto him. "I feel batter, Batman..." "Good, I had hoped this would burn Catwoman's drug from both our bodies, and it seems to have worked. Sorry if I had to get a little rough with you, son." "Gosh, I didn't mind it, Batman. I, um, really liked it," the masked boy said, blushing suddenly. Batman ruffled his partner's hair. "I thought you would, the way you react to being tied up, sometimes." "Aw, Batman! I don't..." "Duty calls, Boy Wonder. Catwoman is still out there," Batman said, headed for the long sleek car, now rotating up from the garage again. "And we'll get her, this time!" Robin said as he sprang off the table and ran for the Batmobile, nimbly vaulting into his seat. Batman gunned the engine, and the caped crusaders sped out of the Batcave. THE END | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Thu, 10 Aug 2023 10:12:54 -0500
From: Ebon Artist <[email protected]>
Subject: Batman - Dynamic Doses
Batman and Robin in Dynamic Doses
*Batman and Robin are property of DC comics. Robin is a creation of Bill
Finger. Catwoman created by Bob Kane and Bill Finger.
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The Dynamic Duo nodded to each other and parted at the lair entrance.
Following her usual tactics, Catwoman's lair was a maze. Specifically, a
CAT-a-comb. Reassuringly, Batman put his hand on Robin's shoulder and
shook it gently; the Boy Wonder responded with a quiet smile and nod
before clicking on his bat-light and taking the left corridor. Batman
watched the caped boy disappear before moving down the rightmost
corridor.
Robin swept his light before him as he trotted through the dark maze. He
kept alert for ambushes, but so far none of her gang had jumped him. He
slowed; that was highly unusual. She liked to command from the rear,
throwing a group of gunmen or bully-boys to cover her escape. The boy
stopped, flashed his light behind him, then continued forward.
Around the next turn, Robin stopped. The maze simply ended, and there was
a cat statue on a pedestal in front of him. It was slender and beautiful,
carved from jade. One of the two statues to disappear from the Gotham
Museum of Natural History last night. Well, at least he'd recovered
this. The caped teen made to remove the statue, and as he stepped in
front of the pedestal, gas jets filled the end of the corridor with a
bright yellow vapor.
Robin stumbled back, cape over his mouth, coughing. He blinked, but the
gas didn't seem to be knockout gas or anything else. He shook his head.
He was a little dizzy, so he put his back to the wall in case he blacked
out. Seconds passed, though, and nothing happened. Weird. He must have
not gotten much in his lungs, and the gas was already gone. Now, however,
there was a door behind the pedestal.
Robin eased his way around the precious statue and continued at a trot.
He was ready for a fight, and disappointed Catwoman's idiots were
apparently no-shows.
The caped teen turned a corner, and the corridor opened up into a room.
He tensed as he walked forward cautiously. This was where Catwoman was at
her most dangerous - the heart of her lair. He saw Batman emerge from an
opening opposite him. He walked forward and met the Dark Knight in front
of a large padded bench that stood between them.
"Nothing?" Batman said as he stored his bat-light.
Robin nodded. "Nothing except a gas trap; avoided that," he added.
Batman frowned. "Same," he said.
"Hello, Dynamic Duo," came the rich voice of Catwoman. Robin turned,
looking for the svelte criminal. Despite her thieving ways, she certainly
was not bad to look at.
"Catwoman," Batman said flatly as he looked around. "What is this?"
"I've been gone for hours, Batman, but I've left my sweet loot behind
as a token of peace. I'm tired of the chase, and find my mind turning to
one thing..."
Robin rolled his eyes. Catwoman had such a crush on Batman that it
wasn't funny. Half the time he thought she committed crimes only so
he'd be the one to stop her.
"Catwoman, if you want to give yourself up--" Batman started.
"Oh, no, Batman! I find my mind turning to one thing: a way to keep you
from ruining my next heist. Which is going on right now. But you won't
be stopping me."
Robin turned in a slow circle, looking for trouble. Any moment and doors
could open, traps could be sprung, but so far... nothing. He stood, back
to Batman, and felt only a slight fatigue. It grew rapidly, and then he
felt hot, and weak for a moment.
"Batman?" he said, as he staggered.
"Robin. The gas...." Batman said, and he shifted to put a supportive
hand on Robin's shoulder.
"Why the delay, I hear yourself asking, Batman? Because you two needed
to be together for my delightful new toy to have an effect," Catwoman
said, and then the connection cut with a squawk.
"Robin, here's a broad antidote," Batman said as he fumbled with his
utility belt. Robin turned and instead of handing him the capsule, Batman
fed him the pill.
Robin stopped at the gesture, even as he swallowed the pill. It was...
surprisingly intimate, and the gesture, the touch, made the boy's heart
race. The touch of Batman's leather glove on his mouth. The gentle push
against his lips. He wanted more. A lot more.
Batman didn't remove his gloved hand from the boy's mouth. Instead, he
let a finger drift over Robin's soft lips. Another finger joined it, and
Batman caressed his ward and partner's mouth. So soft and fresh-looking.
Why had he never looked at Robin's soft lips before? He stepped closer.
Robin let his hands drop to his sides. He trusted Batman above everything
else, and now as the man caressed his mouth, he trusted again. He bowed
his head slightly, shifted his stance so his legs were spread just
slightly. He could feel it, and he blushed: he was getting an erection,
something very visible in his skintight thin little green trunks.
"You're getting to be a big boy, Robin," Batman said, hand dropping to
cup the sixteen-year-old's bulge. His gloved fingers traced the boy's
tented bulge and stroked it, feeling the boy's reaction. Robin pushed
his hips forward, and the youth's cock flexed against his hand. He
smiled as he heard a sharp intake of breath from Robin as he let his
fingers run over the outline of the boy's cock. Robin's trunks were so
thin and tight that he could feel the boy's cut crown.
"Batman, what...?" Robin sighed as he pushed his bulge against the
man's hand. It felt so good. He moved his hips again and pushed his
trapped cock against Batman's questing fingers.
"The gas, Robin, obviously. It's manipulating our feelings and ramping
up our normal sexual needs. We were both thinking about Catwoman's
amazingly beautiful form, and as men will do, reacting to those
thoughts," Batman said as he continued to explore his ward's trapped
cock. Feeling Robin's erection under his touch was electrifying.
Robin snapped his fingers. "We were thinking about sex and then when we
met..."
"Right, Robin," Batman breathed. "Now we are reacting to each other."
He shifted and felt his own erect cock flex inside his trunks. He had to
be the strong one, here. He pushed Robin to sit on the leather-padded
bench.
"Robin. I think you need to..." Batman started, then he felt Robin's
hands on his utility belt.
"Way ahead of you, Batman. Like you say: sometimes the only way out is
through," Robin said as he stroked Batman's trunks, his own gloved
hands feeling the large bulge there. He felt the strength and heat in it
as he stroked over Batman's trunks, and then he pulled the man's erect
cock free through the secret seam they had in their trunks.
Robin licked suddenly-dry lips as he pulled Batman's thick member into
the cool air. Ten inches long and uncut, Batman's cock was heavy and
thick in his gloved grasp. Robin bent and kissed the large crown, his
pearl-pink tongue teasing the soft crown as his fingers stroked the
shaft.
"Good boy, Robin," Batman breathed. He had to smile. He was extremely
proud of his partner. The youth had grasped the situation and implemented
the only solution. He bit his lips as Robin's sweet mouth kissed and
nuzzled against his large penis. Robin's grip on his penis was firm and
confident. The boy knew what he was doing.
"Do you think having an orgasm will stop the effect, Batman?" Robin
said between slipping his wet lips over the man's cock and sucking it
and licking the large helmet.
Batman put his hands behind him as the boy sucked him off. His long
indigo cape rustled as he thrust his cock towards the eager and talented
boy. "I hope so, Robin. Obviously this is meant to tie us up while she
commits another crime," Batman breathed.
"Are you close, Batman?" Robin said as his gloved hand pumped his
mentor's thick penis. His own cock was painfully erect and trapped in
his trunks. He shifted his ass on the bench, and it triggered a warm
pulse of need in him. He sucked at the salty-sweet skin, and his tongue
stroked over Batman's cock as the man's precum rolled down the shaft to
splash in his face.
Robin pulled back and wiped his mouth, licking the man's precum from his
glove. Batman put a hand on the back of Robin's head.
"Robin. Don't stop," Batman breathed roughly.
"Sorry, sir," Robin said and returned his mouth to the man's cock. He
closed his eyes and let his mouth slide over the crown, taking the entire
large glans in his mouth.
"Good... boy..." Batman gasped. He held Robin's head in place as he
started to cum. He clenched his jaw to keep from crying out.
Robin relaxed his throat and let the batcum spurt past his tonsils. Four,
five, seven pulses of cum filled him as Batman ejaculated in his mouth.
He felt the gloved hand holding him in place relax, and he pulled back.
Another softer shot hit him in the mouth as he moved back, and he licked
thick creamy cum from his lips.
"That... seems to have done it, Robin," Batman said, his voice shaky.
Robin wiped his mouth with the edge of his cape and stood up. He winced,
the feeling of his erect cock tenting his shorts was almost unbearable.
"We need to go after Catwoman, then!" the teen boy yelped.
Batman adjusted his cape. "Aren't you forgetting something, Boy
Wonder?" he said. "Can't exactly go out in public like that."
Robin blushed and let a hand drop to cover his erection.
"Take care of it, son, it's okay," Batman said.
Robin almost gasped in gratitude as he slipped his cock free from his
trunks through one leg-hole and began to masturbate. He put one foot on
the leather padded bench, and quickly worked his slender teenboy penis in
hand.
"Catwoman... mmpph... counted on our sexual desires to paralyze us,"
Robin breathed as he stroked his eager teen manhood. Six inches of hard
young cock pulsed in his hand.
"Right, Robin," Batman said, as he adjusted his softening cock back
into his trunks. He watched the needy boy play with himself and put a
comforting hand on Robin's shoulder. He squeezed the youth's strong
shoulder and turned Robin's head. He leaned in and kissed the boy
gently. The taste of his cum in Robin's mouth was electrifying.
"I'm close, Batman," Robin breathed.
Batman shifted back as the Boy Wonder let fly with his spurting cum, the
young hero grunting softly as he ejaculated onto the lair floor.
A second later Robin stood panting, leaning against Batman's strong
form. "Oh... wow," he said with a shiver. Batman smiled and reached,
sliding the boy's erect cock between his fingers, and then guiding it
back into the teen's green trunks. Satisfied, Robin's cock softened
even as he did so.
"We can.... still stop her," Robin panted.
Batman almost chuckled at the boy's deep blush. It had been some time
since he'd put Robin through training to deal with sexual needs, and
doubtless the boy remembered what it had been like. These days, the Boy
Wonder's thoughts were more on Batgirl, or some of Catwoman's kitty
minions.
"No need, Robin. I already know where she'll strike next!"
**
Robin buckled himself into the Batmobile, but then he winced and saw his
erection was back, and more insistent. His trunks were already spotted
with his precum.
"Batman--"
"I see, son," Batman said from the seat next to him. "Apparently my
estimate of Catwoman's ingenuity has been off. I think her new
concoction must be time-based," the man said as he undid Robin's
seatbelt and eased the boy's erect cock out into the open.
Robin sat in the seat, panting slightly as he felt Batman's hand on his
penis. He thrust against the fingers and turned his head into the seat
with a shuddering moan.
"Give in to it, Robin," Batman said as he pumped the boy's slender
young penis. Robin was well-endowed for a boy his age, and the youth's
cock felt firm and strong in his hand. He pumped the hard length, his
thumb expertly teasing the teen's large cut crown.
"Ughh! UGH!" Robin grunted as he ejaculated, the thick streams of cream
hitting him in the face and then making long white streaks on his red
leather vest. He moaned in need as Batman continued to milk his cock, and
almost a minute later he shot his cum again. Smaller spurts, this time,
spattering his stomach.
"Are you okay, Robin?" Batman said as his fingers slowed their smooth
jerking on the boy's cock.
Robin sighed and shifted, thrusting his cum-slick cock against the man's
gloved fingers. "NnngghH!" he whined, and his cock jerked in Batman's
grip. A few small spurts painted the Dark Knight's blue leather gauntlet
as Robin ejaculated for a third time in as many minutes.
"This is more serious than I thought; you're more affected by it
because your teenage hormones are coming towards their peak," Batman
said. He turned to the controls, and the Batmobile shot out into the
Gotham night. Beside him, he watched as Robin reached to play with
himself again. Two minutes later, the Boy Wonder groaned as his cock
jerked in his hand, the youth's lean muscled form twisting in the throes
of a powerful orgasm.
Batman tapped the side of his cowl. "Alfred. Prep the medical bay. Robin
is... injured," he said.
`Right away, sir', came the reply.
Batman made another call as the Batmobile roared on through the night.
**
Robin clung to Batman as the man eased him up and out of the Batmobile.
The Boy Wonder wished he had a long cape like Batman now, because of the
stains and fresh streaks of jizz and precum on his trunks. As they walked
away, the Batmobile sank to the garage level for refueling.
Batman carried the boy to the medical bay in his strong arms, then let
Robin down; he took the boy's utility belt and stored it as Robin worked
off his cum-stained trunks. When Batman turned around, he reached and
took Robin's hard cock in his leather-gloved hand. With his other hand,
he fondled the teen boy's balls.
"Uh! Batman!" Robin groaned as the lithe youth suddenly shivered, and
two jets of fresh cum erupted from his sleek boycock.
"I see. Robin, take your cock in hand; I want to see you play with
yourself."
"What, Batman?" Robin said, panting softly from his orgasm. "I
just..."
"Do it, Robin."
"Yessir," Robin said and began to slowly stroke his length with his
green-leather-gloved hand.
"Good technique, son. I approve," Batman said after a few seconds of
watching the teen boy stroke his erect penis.
"B-Batman.." Robin whined, then he suddenly ejaculated again. "Uh!
Ahh!" Robin cried as he shot his load, three spurts that fell to the
Batcave's concrete floor.
Batman caught the boy's arm before his legs gave way, and pulled the boy
against his powerful body. Robin's cock pulsed against Batman's leg,
spilling cum down the Dark Knight's tights. He held Robin close and
moved his leg against the boy's cock and balls, shivering a bit as he
heard the youth's soft moans of need as he ejaculated.
"It's okay, son," Batman said, stroking the youths soft black hair.
"I've got you." He patted Robin's back, then let his hand slide
lower, over the boy's short cape, until he cupped Robin's ass. He
kneaded the firm muscled rear, then pulled down Robin's thin tight
trunks.
"Batman? What...?"
As Robin clung to him, Batman pressed his index finger into Robin's
tight pucker, feeling the boy's heat and tightness as it closed over his
leather-clad digit. "Ohhh! Batman! I...!" Robin gasped, then he felt the
teen's taint clench on his finger as Robin ejaculated again, shooting
cum against his leg. Batman looked down at the shivering teen, and worked
his finger deeper into the boy's anus; gently, slowly, but allowing for
no resistance. When he could brush Robin's prostate, he stroked it with
a smooth slightly circular motion.
Robin groaned and ejaculated again against Batman's leg, flexing his ass
around Batman's thick finger buried in his young body, gently fucking
his erect cock against the Dark Knight's muscled leg. He reached and
slid his hand over Batman's trunks, feeling the outline of his mentor's
thick erection trapped inside.
"You still have a problem as well, Batman," Robin said.
"Batman nodded. "I do, son, and I think I know the solution to both our
problems. "
Batman easily hoisted the teen onto the medical table, and Robin spread
his legs wide enough to straddle it, leaving his erect cock laid on the
cold steel for Batman's finger to gently probe and stroke.
Robin winced at the examination, his balls pressed hard against the steel
exam table, and fought the urge to fuck his cock forward.
"Robin, lay back and expose your anus," Batman said in his commanding
and clinical voice.
The masked teen nodded and lay back, pushing his cape out to one side so
it would not wrinkle. Limber acrobat that he was, his long bare legs
spread then went back almost to his head. Now his hole was explosed, and
Robin closed his eyes as Batman's finger ran around the edge of his
pucker.
Robin turned his head and gasped softly as the leather-clad digit slowly
stroked over his little pucker, gently teasing it until Robin whimpered
with his need. "Please, Batman... "
"Patience, Boy Wonder..."
Batman stroked the soft little opening firmly, watching Robin's
reactions to the teasing touches. His sleek young cock with leaking
precum, his limber athletic body twitching as he pressed harder on the
little hole. He slipped his finger inside the boy, and watched Robin moan
and react. The boy's cock was as hard as a rock, and Batman bent to lick
precum from the flaring crown.
"Now, you need to get ready, Robin..."
"The bat-plug?" Robin said.
"Yes, Robin," Batman said and produced a glass dildo from a nearby
drawer. He lubed it, then set it aisde. He bent and pressed his lips to
Robin's hairless pucker, and let his tongue gently stroke over the young
boy's tight little button.
"Ah!" Robin exclaimed.
"Did I hurt you, Dick?" Batman said as he raised up for a second.
"No sir! Keep doing that. If, um, if it'll help of course."
Batman slowly worked the smooth glass bat-plug into the Boy Wonder's
tight little hole, until Robin grunted softly when it popped through his
tight young ring and sank deep into him. Batman calmly worked the dildo
deep into the boy's anus, until Robin's tight hole flexed and relaxed.
Quickly, Batman freed his cock, positioned the young hero, and entered
him.
"Batman! Oouughhh!" Robin cried as he felt the large adult bat-cock
penetrate him.
"Good boy, Dick... take my cock, son. Take it!" Batman groaned as he
slowly fucked the lithe young teen.
"Sir, yes sir!" Robin moaned as he pushed back, eager for the plunging
penis to slide deeper into him.
Batman carefully controlled his thrusts, not too deep or too eager until
the boy relaxed more. He inched his thick penis into Robin's trembling
body, watching the pretty youth gasp and groan in his need. The boy
gripped the table, and held himself in place, his masked face flushed red
with the strain and the embarrassment of having his tight young fuckhole
plundered.
Batman had to smile slightly as he fucked the Boy Wonder; watching
Robin's reactions made him intensely horny, and he thrust deeper, and
longer into the boy, his bat-cock like a well-lubed piston.
"You like being fucked, son?"
"Yessir, Batman!" Robin whined.
"My bat-cock all the way into your tight little boy-pussy?"
"Yes!" Robin cried, almost sobbing as he gave himself to his mentor.
"Harder, Batman! Please!"
"Play with yourself again, Robin! Now!"
Robin raised his gloved hand, took his sleek boycock between two fingers
and thumb, and began to stoke his wet slick little penis. "Uugh! Uhh!
Uhhhh!" the boy gasped, his soft lips parted and glistening.
Suddenly, Robin cried out, and thin spurts of boy-jism began to shoot
over his costumed abs.
Batman thrust his cock deep into the ejaculating boy, and held it, felt
his own cum burst forth and flood Robin's tight boycunt.
Batman held it, until he was done, then slid his penis free of the boy.
He bent almost immediately, and began to lick at the flood of batcum
spurting from Robin's anus. He worked his mouth over the boy's
freshly-fucked hole for several minutes as Robin whined, until he was
satisfied his boy was cleaned up.
Robin lay on the medical table for several minutes as Batman cleaned him
up, and finally worked another pair of tight silk trunks onto him.
"I feel batter, Batman..."
"Good, I had hoped this would burn Catwoman's drug from both our
bodies, and it seems to have worked. Sorry if I had to get a little rough
with you, son."
"Gosh, I didn't mind it, Batman. I, um, really liked it," the masked
boy said, blushing suddenly.
Batman ruffled his partner's hair. "I thought you would, the way you
react to being tied up, sometimes."
"Aw, Batman! I don't..."
"Duty calls, Boy Wonder. Catwoman is still out there," Batman said,
headed for the long sleek car, now rotating up from the garage again.
"And we'll get her, this time!" Robin said as he sprang off the table
and ran for the Batmobile, nimbly vaulting into his seat. Batman gunned
the engine, and the caped crusaders sped out of the Batcave.
THE END
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/goldars-surprise-for-jason | Date: Tue, 8 Aug 2023 21:58:00 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Goldars Surprise For Jason This is a fanfiction story with the characters Goldar and Jason Lee Scott (Austin St. John), This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © SABAN HASBRO POWER RANGERS ********************************* Jason Lee Scott is surrounded by Putties and Goldar in the park. He fights the putties. "You will be mine!" Goldar announced. "I'll always beat you, you know that!" Jason says while he fights off the last Putties before running to Goldar and fights him. Goldar and Jason fight rough. Jason decides to morph and fights Goldar with his red powers. "You can't handle it without your powers, human." Goldar mocked the hero. Goldar finds a chance to hit Jason hard to knock the red ranger down, making Jason get unmorphed and drop to the ground. Goldar suddenly lifts Jason up and teleports himself with the Red Ranger to the Moon Palace in the fighting dome. "Now you're mine!" Goldar says and throws Jason on the floor. An unconscious Jason lays there. Goldar stands above Jason and grabs Jason by his red tank top. He stares at the muscled body, getting aroused. Suddenly, the shirt rips off. "This is something I have wanted to try with you for a long time since I saw you." Goldar explains and suddenly lifts Jason up to throw the hunky Red Ranger on a stone platform. A groggy Jason slowly awakens while Goldar undoes Jason's pants to rip it off of him. While Jason slowly gains consciousness, he sees a blurry Goldar hanging over him. Goldar also removes Jason's underwear, getting the hunky Red Ranger completely naked. "Finally, now I see the real you." Goldar says with an evil laugh. Jason looks up and around and realizes Goldar has stripped him down. "What the fuck!" "There is an idea." Goldar jokes and grabs Jason's legs up to present Jason's hole towards him. "I will fuck that ass of yours and make you mine." Jason's eyes widens when he suddenly sees Goldar's hard donkey dick aiming at his hole. Goldar spits in his claw and rubs his dick with it. "This can't be happening." Jason struggles. "Oh, it will happen, Red Ranger. I'm going to fuck you!" Goldar announces and pulls Jason closer towards him to hit the tip of his dick against Jason's rosebutt. Jason feels shivers up his spine when that donkey dick hits his rosebutt. He tries to put up a fight, but Goldar holds him down and starts to press his dick up inside that tight hole of Jason. "Fuck yeah, that feels so good." Goldar growls and starts to push his dick further inside. Jason's ass stretches out to that donkey dick of Goldar's. "Fuck you, Goldar!" Jason shouts. "No Jason, I'm fucking you. Here take some more of my dick inside you!" Goldar replies and presses his entire dick up inside Jason. Jason's sphincter stretches out getting that full hard donkey dick up inside his virgin ass. Every muscle and vein is visible on Jason's body. He can't believe he has that monster's huge dick up inside him. "Good, now the fun really starts." Goldar says and starts to fuck Jason. "FUUUUCK!!!" Jason screams while Goldar starts to fuck him harder and faster. For Goldar, it feels very special to finally fuck Jason. They always seemed to be enemies but there were much deeper feelings from Goldar towards Jason. Jason realizes that the pain is ebbing away while Goldar fucks him. Suddenly, shots of pleasure went through his body and it made his dick react to it. Goldar laughs maniacally when he notices Jason's hard dick between them. "I see you want this as bad as I do." Jason doesn't want to admit he's feeling these pleasures, but his dick unveils his deep desire of pleasure he's having. Goldar continues to fuck Jason and rubs his claws over Jason's masculine body. Something of Goldar's touch over his body makes Jason enjoy it. Something Jason drastically doesn't want to acknowledge to his enemy. "I want to fuck you forever!" Goldar says. Suddenly, Goldar stops and pulls Jason up to stand. He turns the hunky ranger around to bend over the stone platform. Goldar presses his dick back inside Jason. Jason's knees shake when he feels that donkey dick back up inside him. This time around, Goldar starts to roughly pound Jason's ass. Jason's ripped body is covered in sweat while he takes the rough fucking of Goldar's big dick. "Come on, Jason. Show me how well you can handle this." Goldar says while rubbing his claws over Jason's back up to the front of Jason's body. Goldar keeps on smashing his dick up inside Jason. Hitting that prostate making Jason's dick jump from joy. Jason can't ignore the pleasure anymore and feels the urge to stroke himself while he's getting fucked. "Yes, that's good. Stroke that big human dick of yours." Goldar keeps on pounding Jason hard while Jason beats his dick faster and faster. "Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!" Jason announces. "Yeah, do it!" Goldar supports. While being fucked hard against his prostate, Jason cums volume after volume of thick white cum landing on the stone platform. "YEAH!!" Goldar shouts and growls loud while cumming inside Jason. Warm fluids fill Jason's insides. Jason catches his breath while he feels Goldar's cum filling his insides. "You will be a good husband for me." Goldar smirked. Jason looks over his shoulder. He can't believe what Goldar said. Being all tired from the rough fuck, Jason feels himself getting groggy again as he collapses to the stone platform. Goldar pets Jason's head with his claw. "When you wake up, we will be married and you will love to be my husband." ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive stay free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 8 Aug 2023 21:58:00 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Goldars Surprise For Jason
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Goldar and Jason Lee Scott
(Austin St. John),
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © SABAN HASBRO POWER RANGERS
*********************************
Jason Lee Scott is surrounded by Putties and Goldar in the park. He fights
the putties.
"You will be mine!" Goldar announced.
"I'll always beat you, you know that!" Jason says while he fights off the
last Putties before running to Goldar and fights him.
Goldar and Jason fight rough. Jason decides to morph and fights Goldar with
his red powers.
"You can't handle it without your powers, human." Goldar mocked the hero.
Goldar finds a chance to hit Jason hard to knock the red ranger down,
making Jason get unmorphed and drop to the ground. Goldar suddenly lifts
Jason up and teleports himself with the Red Ranger to the Moon Palace in
the fighting dome.
"Now you're mine!" Goldar says and throws Jason on the floor.
An unconscious Jason lays there. Goldar stands above Jason and grabs Jason
by his red tank top. He stares at the muscled body, getting
aroused. Suddenly, the shirt rips off.
"This is something I have wanted to try with you for a long time since I
saw you." Goldar explains and suddenly lifts Jason up to throw the hunky
Red Ranger on a stone platform.
A groggy Jason slowly awakens while Goldar undoes Jason's pants to rip it
off of him. While Jason slowly gains consciousness, he sees a blurry Goldar
hanging over him.
Goldar also removes Jason's underwear, getting the hunky Red Ranger
completely naked.
"Finally, now I see the real you." Goldar says with an evil laugh.
Jason looks up and around and realizes Goldar has stripped him down. "What
the fuck!"
"There is an idea." Goldar jokes and grabs Jason's legs up to present
Jason's hole towards him. "I will fuck that ass of yours and make you
mine."
Jason's eyes widens when he suddenly sees Goldar's hard donkey dick aiming
at his hole.
Goldar spits in his claw and rubs his dick with it.
"This can't be happening." Jason struggles.
"Oh, it will happen, Red Ranger. I'm going to fuck you!" Goldar announces
and pulls Jason closer towards him to hit the tip of his dick against
Jason's rosebutt.
Jason feels shivers up his spine when that donkey dick hits his
rosebutt. He tries to put up a fight, but Goldar holds him down and starts
to press his dick up inside that tight hole of Jason.
"Fuck yeah, that feels so good." Goldar growls and starts to push his dick
further inside.
Jason's ass stretches out to that donkey dick of Goldar's.
"Fuck you, Goldar!" Jason shouts.
"No Jason, I'm fucking you. Here take some more of my dick inside you!"
Goldar replies and presses his entire dick up inside Jason.
Jason's sphincter stretches out getting that full hard donkey dick up
inside his virgin ass. Every muscle and vein is visible on Jason's body. He
can't believe he has that monster's huge dick up inside him.
"Good, now the fun really starts." Goldar says and starts to fuck Jason.
"FUUUUCK!!!" Jason screams while Goldar starts to fuck him harder and
faster.
For Goldar, it feels very special to finally fuck Jason. They always seemed
to be enemies but there were much deeper feelings from Goldar towards
Jason. Jason realizes that the pain is ebbing away while Goldar fucks
him. Suddenly, shots of pleasure went through his body and it made his dick
react to it. Goldar laughs maniacally when he notices Jason's hard dick
between them. "I see you want this as bad as I do."
Jason doesn't want to admit he's feeling these pleasures, but his dick
unveils his deep desire of pleasure he's having.
Goldar continues to fuck Jason and rubs his claws over Jason's masculine
body.
Something of Goldar's touch over his body makes Jason enjoy it. Something
Jason drastically doesn't want to acknowledge to his enemy.
"I want to fuck you forever!" Goldar says.
Suddenly, Goldar stops and pulls Jason up to stand. He turns the hunky
ranger around to bend over the stone platform. Goldar presses his dick back
inside Jason. Jason's knees shake when he feels that donkey dick back up
inside him. This time around, Goldar starts to roughly pound Jason's
ass. Jason's ripped body is covered in sweat while he takes the rough
fucking of Goldar's big dick.
"Come on, Jason. Show me how well you can handle this." Goldar says while
rubbing his claws over Jason's back up to the front of Jason's body.
Goldar keeps on smashing his dick up inside Jason. Hitting that prostate
making Jason's dick jump from joy. Jason can't ignore the pleasure anymore
and feels the urge to stroke himself while he's getting fucked.
"Yes, that's good. Stroke that big human dick of yours."
Goldar keeps on pounding Jason hard while Jason beats his dick faster and
faster.
"Oh fuck I'm gonna cum!" Jason announces.
"Yeah, do it!" Goldar supports.
While being fucked hard against his prostate, Jason cums volume after
volume of thick white cum landing on the stone platform.
"YEAH!!" Goldar shouts and growls loud while cumming inside Jason.
Warm fluids fill Jason's insides. Jason catches his breath while he feels
Goldar's cum filling his insides.
"You will be a good husband for me." Goldar smirked.
Jason looks over his shoulder. He can't believe what Goldar said. Being all
tired from the rough fuck, Jason feels himself getting groggy again as he
collapses to the stone platform. Goldar pets Jason's head with his claw.
"When you wake up, we will be married and you will love to be my husband."
*********************************
If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message
<[email protected]>
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stay free.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/bb25 | Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2023 16:16:15 -0700 From: Da So Subject: BB25 This is a fictional story based on participants from Big Brother. This is pure fantasy. If you like my stories so far, feel free to reach out ([email protected]) and let me know if I got you hard! Nifty needs donations to provide these wonderful stories -- please donate with this link https://donate.nifty.org/ HOH finally ended and the whole house can't believe that Cory won. Cory is this skin and bones type of twink, 21 probably 125 wet and honestly just clueless to the world, unless the world revolved around reality shows. His older brother was on Survivor, which made Cory a huge reality fan. Now it's Cory's chance to shine. Winning HOH is definitely his time to shine. With the HOH title comes your own private room and a private bathroom that you don't have to share with the other housemates. Another great perk is a gift basket filled with your favorite things as well as some letters from home. Cory is so excited because alcohol has been extremely limited in the house, but now, he gets a 12 pack of Smirnoff Ice. All the houseguests come up to his room to celebrate, see how it's decorated, what's in his basket/fridge and who wrote him letters. The fanfare dies down and all that's left is his `showmance' America and his friend Matt. America is this 27 yo beautiful woman who Cory has been playing kissy face under the covers as well as under the cameras for the past couple of weeks. There's not a lot of lust between them and it seems as though they are just using each other for company and game talk. America reminds him how inexperienced he is, given his age, especially when it comes to women and kissing. Cory doesn't really appreciate those comments, especially with all the US watching on live feeds. Matt, 27 yo, deaf Olympic swimming star, with a swimmer's build that has a bit more meat on his bones since being in the house. Matt is hands down the best-looking guy in the house and fills out his grey sweatpants nicely. Matt has been floating through the house, going from alliance to alliance and overall, just being a nice guy. Matt is beloved by the house and closest to Cory outside of America. Since Cory won HOH, he asked America if she wanted to share his much bigger king bed instead of sleeping downstairs. America hems and haws a bit and tells him that she needs to think about moving up here. America says it's 2a and she should probably head to bed and will see Cory tomorrow. Cory, Matt, and America have already been hitting the Smirnoffs and now with America gone, more for the 2 of them. Cory is currently just lying on his bed and Matt asks if it's cool for him to join him on the bed given Matt being closer to Cory to hear. They bullshit a bit about how crazy that Cory is HOH, some movies, apps, food, etc. The conversation eventually gets back to the game in which Cory says to Matt, "I need to discuss you, Bowie." Matt just starts laughing and was like, "What the fuck did you just say?" Cory looks surprised and says louder, "I need to discuss you, Bowie." Matt starts laughing again "Oh shit, sorry I thought you said something else." Cory says, "What the fuck did you think I said?" Matt laughs again and says, "I thought you said, I need to discuss you blowing me." Cory turns red and answers nervously, "I definitely didn't fucking say that." Matt laughs again and says, "Calm down, I just heard differently but also not the first time that someone has said that to me." Cory, shocked, just says, "What?" Matt confidently says, "Cory. C'mon dude, I'm an Olympic swimmer -- I'm with naked guys that look like Greek gods and are in speedos for like 6 hrs a day. You don't think that there isn't a gay guy or a DL guy in the mix?" Cory responds with, "Well I guess I didn't think about it that way.... but wait, have you hooked up with another swimmer? I thought you were so into Reilly?" Matt says, "Oh if Reilly was still here, that totally would have happened by now. I fell in love with that girl in like 3 minutes. In general, I am always with women but every now and then, shit just happens." Cory, now very nervous, "What do you mean that shit just happens?" Matt replies, "Bro, c'mon, shit just happens, you jerk off with a friend or you let a friend blow you if you struck out that night. Fuck Cory, you are so young, but in college, how did this situation not happen yet?" Cory replies defensively, "Ok well it just hasn't, I'm not a social butterfly, I apparently don't know how to kiss according to America, so thank you for also letting me know that no gay guys have ever been interested in me." Matt says, "Please with sympathy, you are only 21. It will happen. Wait, hold on." Matt then reaches under the covers bringing his hand to Cory's dick. Matt, surprised, "Dude, you are already super hard. Ok shut up and lay still for a minute." Matt makes his way under the covers, pulls down Cory's shorts and shoves Cory's dick in his mouth. Cory cannot handle this and starts buckling with excitement, especially since they have been devoid of sex and private jerking off for weeks. Cory hasn't been blown by a guy before and does not know how effective guys can be. Cory taps Matt's head multiple times, exclaiming that he is going to cum. Matt slurps up all of Cory's cum and then pokes his head out from under the blanket. Matt, smiling, says, "Well, not so bad huh? My turn now." Cory, out of his cum haze, "What?" Matt pulls his pants down and unleashes this massive cock. Cory has no idea of what to do and Matt just guides Cory's head to his dick, then to his balls, then back to his dick. Matt starts ramming his cock into Cory's mouth, who is coughing and tearing. Matt just laughs and holds Cory's head over his dick, fucking his face. He pulls Cory's face off his dick, shoots a load on Cory's face, then grabs Cory and shoves his mouth on his dick again and unleashes 4 more spurts of his load. Matt pulls his pants up, gets out of the bed and simply says, "Happy to know you won't put me on the block this week and also make sure you make out with America tonight, knowing that I shot in your mouth." | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Wed, 13 Sep 2023 16:16:15 -0700
From: Da So <[email protected]>
Subject: BB25
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HOH finally ended and the whole house can't believe that Cory won. Cory
is this skin and bones type of twink, 21 probably 125 wet and honestly
just clueless to the world, unless the world revolved around reality
shows. His older brother was on Survivor, which made Cory a huge reality
fan. Now it's Cory's chance to shine. Winning HOH is definitely his
time to shine. With the HOH title comes your own private room and a
private bathroom that you don't have to share with the other
housemates. Another great perk is a gift basket filled with your
favorite things as well as some letters from home. Cory is so excited
because alcohol has been extremely limited in the house, but now, he gets
a 12 pack of Smirnoff Ice. All the houseguests come up to his room to
celebrate, see how it's decorated, what's in his basket/fridge and who
wrote him letters. The fanfare dies down and all that's left is his
`showmance' America and his friend Matt.
America is this 27 yo beautiful woman who Cory has been playing kissy
face under the covers as well as under the cameras for the past couple of
weeks. There's not a lot of lust between them and it seems as though
they are just using each other for company and game talk. America
reminds him how inexperienced he is, given his age, especially when it
comes to women and kissing. Cory doesn't really appreciate those
comments, especially with all the US watching on live feeds.
Matt, 27 yo, deaf Olympic swimming star, with a swimmer's build that has
a bit more meat on his bones since being in the house. Matt is hands
down the best-looking guy in the house and fills out his grey sweatpants
nicely. Matt has been floating through the house, going from alliance to
alliance and overall, just being a nice guy. Matt is beloved by the
house and closest to Cory outside of America.
Since Cory won HOH, he asked America if she wanted to share his much
bigger king bed instead of sleeping downstairs. America hems and haws a
bit and tells him that she needs to think about moving up here. America
says it's 2a and she should probably head to bed and will see Cory
tomorrow.
Cory, Matt, and America have already been hitting the Smirnoffs and now
with America gone, more for the 2 of them. Cory is currently just lying
on his bed and Matt asks if it's cool for him to join him on the bed
given Matt being closer to Cory to hear. They bullshit a bit about how
crazy that Cory is HOH, some movies, apps, food, etc. The conversation
eventually gets back to the game in which Cory says to Matt, "I need to
discuss you, Bowie." Matt just starts laughing and was like, "What the
fuck did you just say?" Cory looks surprised and says louder, "I need
to discuss you, Bowie." Matt starts laughing again "Oh shit, sorry I
thought you said something else." Cory says, "What the fuck did you
think I said?" Matt laughs again and says, "I thought you said, I need
to discuss you blowing me." Cory turns red and answers nervously, "I
definitely didn't fucking say that." Matt laughs again and says,
"Calm down, I just heard differently but also not the first time that
someone has said that to me." Cory, shocked, just says, "What?" Matt
confidently says, "Cory. C'mon dude, I'm an Olympic swimmer -- I'm
with naked guys that look like Greek gods and are in speedos for like 6
hrs a day. You don't think that there isn't a gay guy or a DL guy in
the mix?" Cory responds with, "Well I guess I didn't think about it
that way.... but wait, have you hooked up with another swimmer? I thought
you were so into Reilly?" Matt says, "Oh if Reilly was still here,
that totally would have happened by now. I fell in love with that girl
in like 3 minutes. In general, I am always with women but every now and
then, shit just happens." Cory, now very nervous, "What do you mean
that shit just happens?" Matt replies, "Bro, c'mon, shit just
happens, you jerk off with a friend or you let a friend blow you if you
struck out that night. Fuck Cory, you are so young, but in college, how
did this situation not happen yet?" Cory replies defensively, "Ok well
it just hasn't, I'm not a social butterfly, I apparently don't know
how to kiss according to America, so thank you for also letting me know
that no gay guys have ever been interested in me." Matt says, "Please
with sympathy, you are only 21. It will happen. Wait, hold on." Matt
then reaches under the covers bringing his hand to Cory's dick. Matt,
surprised, "Dude, you are already super hard. Ok shut up and lay still
for a minute." Matt makes his way under the covers, pulls down Cory's
shorts and shoves Cory's dick in his mouth. Cory cannot handle this and
starts buckling with excitement, especially since they have been devoid
of sex and private jerking off for weeks. Cory hasn't been blown by a
guy before and does not know how effective guys can be. Cory taps
Matt's head multiple times, exclaiming that he is going to cum. Matt
slurps up all of Cory's cum and then pokes his head out from under the
blanket. Matt, smiling, says, "Well, not so bad huh? My turn now."
Cory, out of his cum haze, "What?" Matt pulls his pants down and
unleashes this massive cock. Cory has no idea of what to do and Matt
just guides Cory's head to his dick, then to his balls, then back to his
dick. Matt starts ramming his cock into Cory's mouth, who is coughing
and tearing. Matt just laughs and holds Cory's head over his dick,
fucking his face. He pulls Cory's face off his dick, shoots a load on
Cory's face, then grabs Cory and shoves his mouth on his dick again and
unleashes 4 more spurts of his load. Matt pulls his pants up, gets out
of the bed and simply says, "Happy to know you won't put me on the
block this week and also make sure you make out with America tonight,
knowing that I shot in your mouth."
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/secret-rendezvous | Date: Tue, 8 Aug 2023 14:52:01 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Secret Rendezvous Actor Trai Byers walked into the hotel room and grinned from ear to ear. Standing in front of him was actor Bryshere "Yazz" Gray. They acted together on the show "Empire." Bryshere stood I front of Trai butt naked. "Did I do good, daddy?" Bryshere asked. "Indeed." Trai said. "Now, come over here and give daddy a hug." Bryshere walked up to Trai and gave him a big hug. As Bryshere did this, Trai was able to grab both of Bryshere's ass cheeks and give them a hard squeeze. "Mmmm." Bryshere moaned. "That feels real good, daddy." "I missed you, kid!" Trai said as he gave a hug and a gentle kiss on the lips. "I missed you, too, man." Bryshere kissed Trai back. Trai grabbed Bryshere by the hand and said, "Let's take this to the bedroom." They walked back to where a king-sized bed awaited them. "Stand right there. Don't move." Trai went over to the bed and pulled the covers back. "Now, would you help me up out these clothes? It's getting kinda hot in here." "Where should I start?" Bryshere asked. "Start from the top and work your way down." Trai said. "To them pretty feet!" Bryshere said. "Oh, yeah! That's right." Trai said with a smile. "You like feet. The funkier the better." Bryshere just grinned from ear to ear. "You still like your brothas sweaty, too?" "Uh hunh." Bryshere said. "Well, you're in luck." Trai said. "I've been to the gym twice today and I ain't showered not once!" "He's funky as fuck!" Bryshere thought to himself. "I'm in heaven!" "So, go head on and strip me out my clothes." Trai said. He stood still as Bryshere began to undress him. Trai was wearing a suit, so, Bryshere took off Trai's suit jacket. Underneath, Bryshere saw the armpit stains on his dress shirt. He leaned in and took a whiff. "Let me help you with that." Trai lifted his arm and grabbed Bryshere by the neck with his other hand and shoved his face into his armpit. "Breathe deep!" Bryshere breathed in Trai's armpit funk and his dick started to throb. "MMmmm!" He moaned. "You like that, hunh?" Trai asked. "Mmmmmmm!" Bryshere moaned aloud. Then Trai lifted his other arm and shoved Bryshere's nose into his other armpit. At this point, Bryshere's dick was rock hard, and he was horny as fuck. "Now, finish what you started." Trai said. Bryshere took off Trai's dress shirt. He licked his lips when he saw Trai's muscular arms. "I for got how muscular your arms and chest were." He said. "Damn!" "Well, let me jog your memory." Trai said. He lifted Bryshere up, giving him a bear hug. "Oh shit!" Bryshere said, gasping for air. As he continued to bear hug Bryshere, Trai managed to slide his hands down to Bryshere's ass and give his ass cheeks a squeeze. "You feel my hand on your ass, bro?" Bryshere reached down and tried to swat Trai's hand away. Trai squeezed Bryshere's waist harder, causing Bryshere to fight for each breath of air. "Can't... Breathe!" Bryshere said. "Please!" "You gone behave?" Trai asked as he continued to squeeze his arms around Bryshere's waist. "Yes..." Bryshere said, barely audible. Then Trai lifted Bryshere over his head and carried him into the bedroom. When he reached the bed, Trai slammed Bryshere onto the bed. "Oh shit!" Bryshere exclaimed as he hit the bed. He looked at Trai. "Don't you dare move!" Bryshere stayed right where he was as Trai undressed himself, taking off his shoes, socks, and pants. The only thing he had left on was a pair of red bikini briefs. To say that Bryshere was turned on was an understatement. He stared at Trai with his mouth wide open! "Come here!" Trai said as he wrapped his arms around Bryshere's waist. This time, he didn't hug him as tightly as before. "I love you, kid." He carried Bryshere into bed with him. As he laid him down, Trai kissed his face and nibbled on his neck. "Ouch!" Bryshere yelped. "Be easy! What are you trying to do, turn me into a vampire or something?" "And, what if I am?" Trai said with a smile. Then he bit Bryshere on the neck again. "Mmmmm." Bryshere moaned. "That might not be so bad." Somehow, as they tussled for position, Bryshere managed to get on top. He saw Trai's nipples and could not resist taking a bite. "Oh, fuck!" Trai groaned. He looked up at Bryshere. "You better behave! I'm the only one doing the biting around here!" Bryshere ignored Trai and bit his other nipple. "Mmmm!" Trai looked at Bryshere sternly. "Just for that, you need a good butt whoopin'!" Trai sat up and put Bryshere across his knee. "I ain't been spanked since I was a kid." Bryshere said. "Well, you're about to get spanked now!" Trai said. He slapped Bryshere's ass cheeks hard. After a while, it sounded like Trai was playing the bongo drums, his hands smacking each ass cheek. "Mmmm... No...STOP!" Bryshere moaned. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! At this point, Bryshere was real turned on and wasn't sure he wanted Trai to stop. "You gonna behave and do as I say?" Trai asked sternly. "No." Bryshere said. He didn't know why he said it, he just did. "What?" Trai said. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! At this point, Bryshere's ass cheeks were turning bright red. When he tried to cover his ass with his hands, Trai said, "Oh no you don't!" He looked on the floor and saw the sweatpants that he knew were Bryshere's and picked them up. Then he tied Bryshere's hands together behind his back. "I'm gonna get you for this, man!" Bryshere said. Trai grinned and said, "Not before I tap this ass!" "First, let's see how many fingers I can put up this ass, shall we." Trai said with a wicked grin. He licked his middle finger and slid it up Bryshere's ass. Bryshere's ass lips closed tightly around his finger. "Well, damn! This ass is tighter Scrooge's grip on his money!" "MMMMMMM!" Bryshere moaned aloud. Trai slid his finger in and out, making Bryshere moan. "FFUUCCKK!" SMACK! "Hush, man!" Trai said. He continued to finger fuck Bryshere's ass hard. "OOOOOH!" Bryshere moaned. "MMMMMMM!" "I think I need to fill this ass with something other than my finger!" Trai said. "Get on your hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck you deep!" Bryshere crawled into position. As Trai caressed his ass, Bryshere wiggled his ass a little. "Look at that pretty ass!" Trai crawled up behind Bryshere and slid his dick inside his ass. Bryshere grimaced in pain. "Relax, baby. Let me in." Trai bent down and nibbled on Bryshere's left ear as he, slowly, slid his dick up his hole. Gradually, Bryshere's hole opened, letting Trai's big dick in. "Damn, this dick big as fuck, bro!" Bryshere exclaimed, his eyes as wide as saucers. "Mmmm, fuck!" Bryshere turned his head and his lips met Trai's and they kissed passionately. Trai chuckled and said, "Them lips are magic!" As they kissed, Trai fucked Bryshere's hole deep. "Owww!" Bryshere hollered suddenly. "Can we change positions, please." "Of course, baby." Trai said soothingly. "How do you want it, baby?" "On my back." Bryshere said. So, Trai got up off of Bryshere so Bryshere could flip over onto his back. "Put them legs up in the air, man." Trai said with a smile. "Of course, bro." Bryshere said, knowing why he wanted his legs in the air. Trai slid his dick back up Bryshere's hole. Bryshere moaned loudly with pleasure. "Does the dick feel good to ya?" Trai asked. "Uh hunh." Bryshere said. As Trai long stroked Bryshere's hole, he began to lick and nibble on Bryshere's toes. "Mmmm!" Trai even licked in between his toes. "Fuck!" Then Trai bent down and nibbled on Bryshere's nipples. "OH, MY GODDD!" That, instantly, got his dick rock hard. He grabbed his dick and stroked it as Trai piston fucked his hole with a vengeance! "SHIT... GOD DAMN... FUCK!" Bryshere swore. "Whose ass is this?" Trai barked. "It's your ass!" Bryshere moaned. "You own it! FUCK!" His eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he moaned louder. To be honest, it sounded like he was howling like a wolf! Trai ignored his moans and pommeled Bryshere's ass. "OOOH FFUUCCKK!" "Come here!" Trai said as he lifted Bryshere up into the air. Bryshere felt like he had a baseball batt up his ass! "My ass!" He cried out. "FFUUCCKK!" Trai bounced Bryshere on his dick. Bryshere's eyes went up into his head as he moaned aloud. "Ooh, I love this sweet ass!" Trai said. "It's so damn wet!" Then Trai laid Bryshere back down on the bed and nibbled on his neck. "Aww, shit! Dammit!" Bryshere moaned. "Mmmmm!" Bryshere's toes curled as Trai continued to nibble on his neck. Then, Trai fucked Bryshere's hole harder and faster than he ever had before. "God Damnnnnn!" "I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Trai roared. Seconds later, Bryshere felt Trai's hot load shooting up his ass. He could have sworn Trai's load had coated his small AND large intestines! That was really hot. Bryshere grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. "Let me see that cum, baby! Let me see it!" Then he bit Bryshere on the neck. "FFUUCCKK!" Bryshere cried out, his load splashing onto Trai's muscular chest. Bryshere shot several loads onto Trai's chest. When he was done, Bryshere was exhausted! "Damn, that was hot!" Trai said. He wiped some of the cum off his chest with his fingers. He put his fingers up to Bryshere's lips. Bryshere, immediately, licked the cum off his fingers and said, "Delicious!" Then something dawned on Trai. "What's on your mind, man?" "I never did get to find out what that ass taste like." Trai said. Bryshere sighed for a second. Then he turned onto his stomach, wiggling his ass, and said, "Eat up!" Trai spread Bryshere's ass cheeks apart and began to munch on Bryshere's ass! The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 8 Aug 2023 14:52:01 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Secret Rendezvous
Actor Trai Byers walked into the hotel room and grinned from ear to ear.
Standing in front of him was actor Bryshere "Yazz" Gray. They acted
together on the show "Empire." Bryshere stood I front of Trai butt
naked. "Did I do good, daddy?" Bryshere asked. "Indeed." Trai said.
"Now, come over here and give daddy a hug." Bryshere walked up to Trai
and gave him a big hug. As Bryshere did this, Trai was able to grab both
of Bryshere's ass cheeks and give them a hard squeeze. "Mmmm."
Bryshere moaned. "That feels real good, daddy."
"I missed you, kid!" Trai said as he gave a hug and a gentle kiss on
the lips. "I missed you, too, man." Bryshere kissed Trai back. Trai
grabbed Bryshere by the hand and said, "Let's take this to the
bedroom." They walked back to where a king-sized bed awaited them.
"Stand right there. Don't move." Trai went over to the bed and
pulled the covers back. "Now, would you help me up out these clothes?
It's getting kinda hot in here."
"Where should I start?" Bryshere asked. "Start from the top and work
your way down." Trai said. "To them pretty feet!" Bryshere said.
"Oh, yeah! That's right." Trai said with a smile. "You like feet.
The funkier the better." Bryshere just grinned from ear to ear. "You
still like your brothas sweaty, too?" "Uh hunh." Bryshere said.
"Well, you're in luck." Trai said. "I've been to the gym twice today
and I ain't showered not once!" "He's funky as fuck!" Bryshere
thought to himself. "I'm in heaven!"
"So, go head on and strip me out my clothes." Trai said. He stood
still as Bryshere began to undress him. Trai was wearing a suit, so,
Bryshere took off Trai's suit jacket. Underneath, Bryshere saw the
armpit stains on his dress shirt. He leaned in and took a whiff. "Let
me help you with that." Trai lifted his arm and grabbed Bryshere by the
neck with his other hand and shoved his face into his armpit. "Breathe
deep!"
Bryshere breathed in Trai's armpit funk and his dick started to throb.
"MMmmm!" He moaned. "You like that, hunh?" Trai asked. "Mmmmmmm!"
Bryshere moaned aloud. Then Trai lifted his other arm and shoved
Bryshere's nose into his other armpit. At this point, Bryshere's dick
was rock hard, and he was horny as fuck. "Now, finish what you
started." Trai said. Bryshere took off Trai's dress shirt. He licked
his lips when he saw Trai's muscular arms. "I for got how muscular
your arms and chest were." He said. "Damn!"
"Well, let me jog your memory." Trai said. He lifted Bryshere up,
giving him a bear hug. "Oh shit!" Bryshere said, gasping for air. As
he continued to bear hug Bryshere, Trai managed to slide his hands down
to Bryshere's ass and give his ass cheeks a squeeze. "You feel my hand
on your ass, bro?" Bryshere reached down and tried to swat Trai's hand
away. Trai squeezed Bryshere's waist harder, causing Bryshere to fight
for each breath of air. "Can't... Breathe!" Bryshere said. "Please!"
"You gone behave?" Trai asked as he continued to squeeze his arms
around Bryshere's waist. "Yes..." Bryshere said, barely audible.
Then Trai lifted Bryshere over his head and carried him into the
bedroom. When he reached the bed, Trai slammed Bryshere onto the bed.
"Oh shit!" Bryshere exclaimed as he hit the bed. He looked at Trai.
"Don't you dare move!" Bryshere stayed right where he was as Trai
undressed himself, taking off his shoes, socks, and pants. The only
thing he had left on was a pair of red bikini briefs. To say that
Bryshere was turned on was an understatement. He stared at Trai with his
mouth wide open!
"Come here!" Trai said as he wrapped his arms around Bryshere's
waist. This time, he didn't hug him as tightly as before. "I love you,
kid." He carried Bryshere into bed with him. As he laid him down, Trai
kissed his face and nibbled on his neck. "Ouch!" Bryshere yelped. "Be
easy! What are you trying to do, turn me into a vampire or something?"
"And, what if I am?" Trai said with a smile. Then he bit Bryshere on
the neck again. "Mmmmm." Bryshere moaned. "That might not be so
bad."
Somehow, as they tussled for position, Bryshere managed to get on top.
He saw Trai's nipples and could not resist taking a bite. "Oh, fuck!"
Trai groaned. He looked up at Bryshere. "You better behave! I'm the
only one doing the biting around here!" Bryshere ignored Trai and bit
his other nipple. "Mmmm!" Trai looked at Bryshere sternly. "Just for
that, you need a good butt whoopin'!"
Trai sat up and put Bryshere across his knee. "I ain't been spanked
since I was a kid." Bryshere said. "Well, you're about to get spanked
now!" Trai said. He slapped Bryshere's ass cheeks hard. After a
while, it sounded like Trai was playing the bongo drums, his hands
smacking each ass cheek. "Mmmm... No...STOP!" Bryshere moaned. SMACK!
SMACK! SMACK!
At this point, Bryshere was real turned on and wasn't sure he wanted
Trai to stop. "You gonna behave and do as I say?" Trai asked sternly.
"No." Bryshere said. He didn't know why he said it, he just did.
"What?" Trai said. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! At this point, Bryshere's
ass cheeks were turning bright red. When he tried to cover his ass with
his hands, Trai said, "Oh no you don't!" He looked on the floor and
saw the sweatpants that he knew were Bryshere's and picked them up.
Then he tied Bryshere's hands together behind his back. "I'm gonna
get you for this, man!" Bryshere said. Trai grinned and said, "Not
before I tap this ass!"
"First, let's see how many fingers I can put up this ass, shall we."
Trai said with a wicked grin. He licked his middle finger and slid it up
Bryshere's ass. Bryshere's ass lips closed tightly around his finger.
"Well, damn! This ass is tighter Scrooge's grip on his money!"
"MMMMMMM!" Bryshere moaned aloud. Trai slid his finger in and out,
making Bryshere moan. "FFUUCCKK!" SMACK! "Hush, man!" Trai said.
He continued to finger fuck Bryshere's ass hard. "OOOOOH!" Bryshere
moaned. "MMMMMMM!"
"I think I need to fill this ass with something other than my finger!"
Trai said. "Get on your hands and knees. I'm gonna fuck you deep!"
Bryshere crawled into position. As Trai caressed his ass, Bryshere
wiggled his ass a little. "Look at that pretty ass!" Trai crawled up
behind Bryshere and slid his dick inside his ass. Bryshere grimaced in
pain. "Relax, baby. Let me in."
Trai bent down and nibbled on Bryshere's left ear as he, slowly, slid
his dick up his hole. Gradually, Bryshere's hole opened, letting
Trai's big dick in. "Damn, this dick big as fuck, bro!" Bryshere
exclaimed, his eyes as wide as saucers. "Mmmm, fuck!" Bryshere turned
his head and his lips met Trai's and they kissed passionately. Trai
chuckled and said, "Them lips are magic!"
As they kissed, Trai fucked Bryshere's hole deep. "Owww!" Bryshere
hollered suddenly. "Can we change positions, please." "Of course,
baby." Trai said soothingly. "How do you want it, baby?" "On my
back." Bryshere said. So, Trai got up off of Bryshere so Bryshere could
flip over onto his back. "Put them legs up in the air, man." Trai said
with a smile. "Of course, bro." Bryshere said, knowing why he wanted
his legs in the air.
Trai slid his dick back up Bryshere's hole. Bryshere moaned loudly with
pleasure. "Does the dick feel good to ya?" Trai asked. "Uh hunh."
Bryshere said. As Trai long stroked Bryshere's hole, he began to lick
and nibble on Bryshere's toes. "Mmmm!" Trai even licked in between
his toes. "Fuck!" Then Trai bent down and nibbled on Bryshere's
nipples. "OH, MY GODDD!" That, instantly, got his dick rock hard. He
grabbed his dick and stroked it as Trai piston fucked his hole with a
vengeance!
"SHIT... GOD DAMN... FUCK!" Bryshere swore. "Whose ass is this?" Trai
barked. "It's your ass!" Bryshere moaned. "You own it! FUCK!" His
eyes rolled up into the back of his head as he moaned louder. To be
honest, it sounded like he was howling like a wolf! Trai ignored his
moans and pommeled Bryshere's ass. "OOOH FFUUCCKK!" "Come here!"
Trai said as he lifted Bryshere up into the air. Bryshere felt like he
had a baseball batt up his ass! "My ass!" He cried out. "FFUUCCKK!"
Trai bounced Bryshere on his dick. Bryshere's eyes went up into his
head as he moaned aloud. "Ooh, I love this sweet ass!" Trai said.
"It's so damn wet!" Then Trai laid Bryshere back down on the bed and
nibbled on his neck. "Aww, shit! Dammit!" Bryshere moaned.
"Mmmmm!" Bryshere's toes curled as Trai continued to nibble on his
neck. Then, Trai fucked Bryshere's hole harder and faster than he ever
had before. "God Damnnnnn!"
"I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Trai roared. Seconds later, Bryshere felt Trai's
hot load shooting up his ass. He could have sworn Trai's load had
coated his small AND large intestines! That was really hot. Bryshere
grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. "Let me see that cum, baby!
Let me see it!" Then he bit Bryshere on the neck. "FFUUCCKK!"
Bryshere cried out, his load splashing onto Trai's muscular chest.
Bryshere shot several loads onto Trai's chest. When he was done,
Bryshere was exhausted!
"Damn, that was hot!" Trai said. He wiped some of the cum off his
chest with his fingers. He put his fingers up to Bryshere's lips.
Bryshere, immediately, licked the cum off his fingers and said,
"Delicious!" Then something dawned on Trai. "What's on your mind,
man?" "I never did get to find out what that ass taste like." Trai
said. Bryshere sighed for a second. Then he turned onto his stomach,
wiggling his ass, and said, "Eat up!" Trai spread Bryshere's ass
cheeks apart and began to munch on Bryshere's ass!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/daddy-want-the-rich-boy | Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2023 21:58:27 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Daddy Want The Rich Boy This is a fanfiction story with the characters Kyle Abbott (Michael Mealor) and Tucker McCall (Trevor St. John). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS ********************************* Kyle Abbott is lying next to Audra. Audra is awake and looks at the sleeping Kyle. "Kyle?" She asks. She nudges the man beside her. No response. Kyle is in a deep sleep. She grabs her phone and texts `He's out!' `Heading your way!' is the response she fot. Audra gets up out of bed, leaving the covers slightly off Kyle and showing Kyle's ripped body while she gets dressed. Then there is a knock on the door and she opens it. "I think he's ready for it." She says and leaves the room for the mysterious man to walk into the room staring at Kyle's ripped body. The man starts to strip down and slowly crawls up on the bed towards Kyle. 2 hands get on Kyle's chest and rub over Kyle's firm pecs and abs down to slowly remove the covers, revealing Kyle's naked body. Kyle gives a slight moan of feeling the covers being removed and his body being touched. The man grabs hold of Kyle's dick and starts to stroke it. Kyle's head tilts from left to right, feeling his dick getting harder and his body reacting to it. Kyke gets horny in his sleep while his dick gets stroked. The man leans forward and starts to suck on Kyle's dick. "Mmmm yes!" Kyle moaned in his sleep. Not having any clue he's being sucked by a man and still thinking Audra is the one in his bed, Kyle reaches his hand out and lays it on the man's head to go deeper on his dick. The man happily deepthroats Kyle's dick. Kyle keeps on moaning while his dick gets deepthroated. Slowly, Kyle opens his eyes. A little groggy from his deep sleep, he feels it wasn't a dream, but he's really getting sucked off. Kyle moans, feeling his dick getting this experienced sucking. He then looks down to only realize it's not Audra who is sucking him. It's none other than Tucker McCall. "TUCKER?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Kyle shouted out and jumped up from the bed. Tucker, giving Kyle no chance to come out of his grip, keeps on sucking on Kyle's dick. He even has to kneel down just to keep sucking that younger man's dick. Kyle starts to push Tucker off. Tucker stops sucking but keeps hold of Kyle's dick. "I know you enjoyed that!" Tucker says with a grin on his face. "Because I thought you were Audra!" "And clearly, you don't mind who is sucking you because you reacted very well to my mouth." Tucker points out. Kyle is in shock. "Th-that's not an excuse!" He looks down at his hard dick in Tucker's wrapped up hand. "Let go of my dick man!" "Hush no rich boy and just let me enjoy you." Tucker replies and gets back on Kyle's dick to suck it. "Let daddy Tucker take that rich boy's cock." Kyle feels the pleasure of his dick being sucked by Tucker's experienced mouth. He can't believe he's really being sucked by a man and that it feels so good. He could feel his legs melting from the pleasure that he started to get back down to the bed. Tucker keeps on sucking and licking at Kyle's meaty dick. Kyle despises being sucked by Tucker, but the man is good at what he's doing. Tucker notices Kyle gets more relaxed and doesn't protest anymore. With one hand, Tucker starts to rub over Kyle's ripped body while he doesn't get off that dick. Kyle moans, feeling sucked and touched at the same time. At the same time, he's confused why he's letting Tucker continue. Tucker then suddenly stops and looks at Kyle. "Now that we have that nice meaty dick all hard it's time for you to do something for me." Tucker says. Kyle lifts his eyebrow, confused about what Tucker wants. Tucker gets up on Kyle and sits with his back towards Kyle on his chest. "What the hell, man?" Kyle expressed his disbelief. Tucker looks over his shoulder to Kyle and lifts his ass. "I want you to eat my ass out." He reveals and presses his ass in Kyle's face. Kyle has no other choice but to start eating Tucker out. Tucker keeps stroking Kyle's dick while he strokes himself during the ass eating. Kyle's tongue is making Tucker's rosebutt all wet. Tucker moans loudly, feeling the pleasure of his ass being eaten out by the hot young hunk. "That's it, rich boy. Keep doing that." Tucker's dick gets harder. Kyle feels that ass pressed more in his face while he uses his tongue to lick at that man's ass. Tucker presses his hard dick against Kyle's hard dick and strokes them with one hand while Kyle keeps eating him out. "FUCK YEAH!" Tucker shouts. Both men are hard now and Tucker gets off of Kyle. "Time to make good use of that dick of yours." Kyle stares at Tucker. "What do you mean?" Tucker smiles and lays himself down next to Kyle and lifts his legs. "Time to show me how a good fucker you are." Kyle can't believe what Tucker wants him to do. "Come on, rich boy stud. Get up and fuck me!" Tucker commands. Kyle hesitantly gets up and gets to Tucker's end. He grands hold of Tucker's hairy legs and presses his dick at Tucker's ass. "Push that big fucker inside of me." Tucker instructs. Kyle spits down on his dick and gives his dick a few more strokes until he presses first the top of his dick inside the hairy man. "Mmmm yeah!" Tucker moans excitedly. Kyle looks down at the older daddy, who clearly enjoys his dick coming inside. Tucker can sense that Kyle isn't giving his all. "Give me more of that meat of yours, rich boy!" His insides aren't being pleased as he wanted to. "You know, you can't completely please Audra with that energy. No wonder she left." Kyle, who gets provoked, doesn't have to hear that twice and, out of excitement amd anger, he presses his entire dick further inside Tucker's ass. "FUCK YEAH!" Tucker screams feeling that meaty dick of sexy Kyle who had a crush on the first moment he saw him. "That's it, rich boy. Please daddy like how you should to a woman." Kyle's dick is lodged inside Tucker and he hangs above the hair man. Tucker reaches his hands out to feel Kyle's ripped body. "You're so fucking hot boy!" Kyle can't believe he's doing this. Even when he's on top, it feels like Tucker is in control. "Fuck me, you stud!" Kyle starts to fuck Tucker, each time the thrusts gets repeated faster after each other until Kyle found his pace and starts to continue fucking the hairy daddy. "That's it boy. Fuck daddy!" Kyle looks down, hearing Tucker call himself daddy starts to make him actually hornier. "So, daddy wants my dick, huh?" Tucker looks up and grins. He nods. "Give me everything you got, boy!" "Then daddy will get my dick!" Kyle responded and starts to fuck Tucker even harder. Tucker grabs hold of his own nipples and pinches them while being fucked by Kyle. Kyle is so horny now that he doesn't mind fucking Tucker, let alone a man. Sweat forms on both men their bodies while they continue the fuck. Kyle suddenly stops and pushes his dick out of Tucker. Tucker is whining for that dick and wonders why Kyle stopped. Kyle grabs Tucker and places the hairy daddy on his hands and knees. Tucker is pleased to know that Kyle wants to continue. Even moreso that Kyle is taking control. Kyle gets behind Tucker and rams his dick back up inside. "Daddy wanted my dick, now he's getting it!" Tucker moans, feeling how the young stud pounds away on his ass. Kyle's hips slap hard against Tucker's ass. "Take it daddy, take my fucking dick!" Tucker enjoys Kyle's dirty talk while fucking him. "Keep fucking daddy, rich boy!" Kyle slams away on that ass. Tucker felt Kyle hitting his prostate over and over again, making Tucker grab hold of his own dick and stroking it. Even though this already feels amazing Tucker suddenly gets out of Kyle's grip. "What the hell?" Kyle suddenly says. As much as he loved Kyle taking control for that moment, nothing still feels better than the daddy being in control. "Lay down and let me ride you." Tucker says. Kyle fastly lays himself down, wanting that ass back on his dick. Tucker gets above Kyle and lowers himself down on that meaty dick, getting it back inside him. Getting on it makes Tucker enjoy it even more, having it now as deep as it can get inside him. Kyle looks up as the hairy daddy starts to ride him. Tucker grabs Kyle's hands and lays it on his hairy chest. "Make love to me, stud!" Even though Kyle is straight, he does what Tucker asks of him. He rubs that hairy body while Tucker rides his dick. Kyle gives Tucker's nipples a hard pinch. Both men moan, feeling both pleasures. Tucker rubs his hands over Kyle's ripped body, feeling those abs and firm round pecs. Kyle embraces Tucker, getting his arms around the hairy daddy and suddenly rolls them over having himself lay on Tucker and deeply fucks the man. Tucker feels the friction of his dick between their bodies. "Fuck, boy! I'm gonna cum!" The hits against his prostate makes him cum hands free between them. Kyle feels the cum of Tucker shoot between their bodies. Feeling Tucker's ass muscles clench around his dick makes him cum inside the man. "Fuck yeah stud, fill me up!" Tucker says while having his arms wrapped around Kyle. Kyle can't believe how amazing this feels. All tired, Kyle falls asleep in Tucker's arms on that hairy chest. "That was amazing, stud." Tucker says but doesn't get a response. He looks at Kyle and notices Kyle fell asleep. He cuddles with Kyle before he lays Kyle slowly back down. Tucker looks at sexy Kyle while he gets dressed. He can't believe his dream came out to have that sexy stud fucking him. When Tucker is dressed he walks over To Kyle and gives the young hunk a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks for the amazing fuck, rich boy." While Kyle, all tired, continues his sleep Tucker leaves the room. Kyle smiles, knowing how this is the most pleasurable moment for him. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2023 21:58:27 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Daddy Want The Rich Boy
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Kyle Abbott (Michael Mealor)
and Tucker McCall (Trevor St. John).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS
*********************************
Kyle Abbott is lying next to Audra. Audra is awake and looks at the
sleeping Kyle.
"Kyle?" She asks. She nudges the man beside her. No response. Kyle is in a
deep sleep. She grabs her phone and texts `He's out!'
`Heading your way!' is the response she fot.
Audra gets up out of bed, leaving the covers slightly off Kyle and showing
Kyle's ripped body while she gets dressed. Then there is a knock on the
door and she opens it.
"I think he's ready for it." She says and leaves the room for the
mysterious man to walk into the room staring at Kyle's ripped body.
The man starts to strip down and slowly crawls up on the bed towards
Kyle. 2 hands get on Kyle's chest and rub over Kyle's firm pecs and abs
down to slowly remove the covers, revealing Kyle's naked body.
Kyle gives a slight moan of feeling the covers being removed and his body
being touched. The man grabs hold of Kyle's dick and starts to stroke
it. Kyle's head tilts from left to right, feeling his dick getting harder
and his body reacting to it. Kyke gets horny in his sleep while his dick
gets stroked. The man leans forward and starts to suck on Kyle's dick.
"Mmmm yes!" Kyle moaned in his sleep.
Not having any clue he's being sucked by a man and still thinking Audra is
the one in his bed, Kyle reaches his hand out and lays it on the man's head
to go deeper on his dick. The man happily deepthroats Kyle's dick. Kyle
keeps on moaning while his dick gets deepthroated.
Slowly, Kyle opens his eyes. A little groggy from his deep sleep, he feels
it wasn't a dream, but he's really getting sucked off. Kyle moans, feeling
his dick getting this experienced sucking. He then looks down to only
realize it's not Audra who is sucking him. It's none other than Tucker
McCall.
"TUCKER?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!" Kyle shouted out and jumped up
from the bed.
Tucker, giving Kyle no chance to come out of his grip, keeps on sucking on
Kyle's dick. He even has to kneel down just to keep sucking that younger
man's dick. Kyle starts to push Tucker off. Tucker stops sucking but keeps
hold of Kyle's dick.
"I know you enjoyed that!" Tucker says with a grin on his face.
"Because I thought you were Audra!"
"And clearly, you don't mind who is sucking you because you reacted very
well to my mouth." Tucker points out.
Kyle is in shock. "Th-that's not an excuse!" He looks down at his hard dick
in Tucker's wrapped up hand. "Let go of my dick man!"
"Hush no rich boy and just let me enjoy you." Tucker replies and gets back
on Kyle's dick to suck it. "Let daddy Tucker take that rich boy's cock."
Kyle feels the pleasure of his dick being sucked by Tucker's experienced
mouth. He can't believe he's really being sucked by a man and that it feels
so good. He could feel his legs melting from the pleasure that he started
to get back down to the bed. Tucker keeps on sucking and licking at Kyle's
meaty dick. Kyle despises being sucked by Tucker, but the man is good at
what he's doing.
Tucker notices Kyle gets more relaxed and doesn't protest anymore. With one
hand, Tucker starts to rub over Kyle's ripped body while he doesn't get off
that dick. Kyle moans, feeling sucked and touched at the same time. At the
same time, he's confused why he's letting Tucker continue. Tucker then
suddenly stops and looks at Kyle.
"Now that we have that nice meaty dick all hard it's time for you to do
something for me." Tucker says.
Kyle lifts his eyebrow, confused about what Tucker wants. Tucker gets up on
Kyle and sits with his back towards Kyle on his chest.
"What the hell, man?" Kyle expressed his disbelief.
Tucker looks over his shoulder to Kyle and lifts his ass. "I want you to
eat my ass out." He reveals and presses his ass in Kyle's face. Kyle has no
other choice but to start eating Tucker out. Tucker keeps stroking Kyle's
dick while he strokes himself during the ass eating. Kyle's tongue is
making Tucker's rosebutt all wet.
Tucker moans loudly, feeling the pleasure of his ass being eaten out by the
hot young hunk. "That's it, rich boy. Keep doing that." Tucker's dick gets
harder.
Kyle feels that ass pressed more in his face while he uses his tongue to
lick at that man's ass. Tucker presses his hard dick against Kyle's hard
dick and strokes them with one hand while Kyle keeps eating him out.
"FUCK YEAH!" Tucker shouts.
Both men are hard now and Tucker gets off of Kyle. "Time to make good use
of that dick of yours."
Kyle stares at Tucker. "What do you mean?"
Tucker smiles and lays himself down next to Kyle and lifts his legs. "Time
to show me how a good fucker you are."
Kyle can't believe what Tucker wants him to do.
"Come on, rich boy stud. Get up and fuck me!" Tucker commands.
Kyle hesitantly gets up and gets to Tucker's end. He grands hold of
Tucker's hairy legs and presses his dick at Tucker's ass.
"Push that big fucker inside of me." Tucker instructs.
Kyle spits down on his dick and gives his dick a few more strokes until he
presses first the top of his dick inside the hairy man.
"Mmmm yeah!" Tucker moans excitedly.
Kyle looks down at the older daddy, who clearly enjoys his dick coming
inside.
Tucker can sense that Kyle isn't giving his all. "Give me more of that meat
of yours, rich boy!" His insides aren't being pleased as he wanted to. "You
know, you can't completely please Audra with that energy. No wonder she
left."
Kyle, who gets provoked, doesn't have to hear that twice and, out of
excitement amd anger, he presses his entire dick further inside Tucker's
ass.
"FUCK YEAH!" Tucker screams feeling that meaty dick of sexy Kyle who had a
crush on the first moment he saw him.
"That's it, rich boy. Please daddy like how you should to a woman." Kyle's
dick is lodged inside Tucker and he hangs above the hair man. Tucker
reaches his hands out to feel Kyle's ripped body. "You're so fucking hot
boy!"
Kyle can't believe he's doing this. Even when he's on top, it feels like
Tucker is in control.
"Fuck me, you stud!"
Kyle starts to fuck Tucker, each time the thrusts gets repeated faster
after each other until Kyle found his pace and starts to continue fucking
the hairy daddy.
"That's it boy. Fuck daddy!"
Kyle looks down, hearing Tucker call himself daddy starts to make him
actually hornier. "So, daddy wants my dick, huh?"
Tucker looks up and grins. He nods. "Give me everything you got, boy!"
"Then daddy will get my dick!" Kyle responded and starts to fuck Tucker
even harder.
Tucker grabs hold of his own nipples and pinches them while being fucked by
Kyle. Kyle is so horny now that he doesn't mind fucking Tucker, let alone a
man. Sweat forms on both men their bodies while they continue the
fuck. Kyle suddenly stops and pushes his dick out of Tucker. Tucker is
whining for that dick and wonders why Kyle stopped.
Kyle grabs Tucker and places the hairy daddy on his hands and knees. Tucker
is pleased to know that Kyle wants to continue. Even moreso that Kyle is
taking control. Kyle gets behind Tucker and rams his dick back up inside.
"Daddy wanted my dick, now he's getting it!"
Tucker moans, feeling how the young stud pounds away on his ass. Kyle's
hips slap hard against Tucker's ass.
"Take it daddy, take my fucking dick!"
Tucker enjoys Kyle's dirty talk while fucking him. "Keep fucking daddy,
rich boy!" Kyle slams away on that ass.
Tucker felt Kyle hitting his prostate over and over again, making Tucker
grab hold of his own dick and stroking it. Even though this already feels
amazing Tucker suddenly gets out of Kyle's grip.
"What the hell?" Kyle suddenly says.
As much as he loved Kyle taking control for that moment, nothing still
feels better than the daddy being in control. "Lay down and let me ride
you." Tucker says.
Kyle fastly lays himself down, wanting that ass back on his dick. Tucker
gets above Kyle and lowers himself down on that meaty dick, getting it back
inside him. Getting on it makes Tucker enjoy it even more, having it now as
deep as it can get inside him. Kyle looks up as the hairy daddy starts to
ride him. Tucker grabs Kyle's hands and lays it on his hairy chest. "Make
love to me, stud!"
Even though Kyle is straight, he does what Tucker asks of him. He rubs that
hairy body while Tucker rides his dick. Kyle gives Tucker's nipples a hard
pinch. Both men moan, feeling both pleasures. Tucker rubs his hands over
Kyle's ripped body, feeling those abs and firm round pecs. Kyle embraces
Tucker, getting his arms around the hairy daddy and suddenly rolls them
over having himself lay on Tucker and deeply fucks the man. Tucker feels
the friction of his dick between their bodies.
"Fuck, boy! I'm gonna cum!" The hits against his prostate makes him cum
hands free between them. Kyle feels the cum of Tucker shoot between their
bodies. Feeling Tucker's ass muscles clench around his dick makes him cum
inside the man.
"Fuck yeah stud, fill me up!" Tucker says while having his arms wrapped
around Kyle.
Kyle can't believe how amazing this feels. All tired, Kyle falls asleep in
Tucker's arms on that hairy chest.
"That was amazing, stud." Tucker says but doesn't get a response. He looks
at Kyle and notices Kyle fell asleep. He cuddles with Kyle before he lays
Kyle slowly back down.
Tucker looks at sexy Kyle while he gets dressed. He can't believe his dream
came out to have that sexy stud fucking him. When Tucker is dressed he
walks over To Kyle and gives the young hunk a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks
for the amazing fuck, rich boy."
While Kyle, all tired, continues his sleep Tucker leaves the room. Kyle
smiles, knowing how this is the most pleasurable moment for him.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/what-happened-last-night | Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2023 20:56:27 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: What Happened Last Night? This is a fanfiction story with the characters Billy Abbott (Jason Thompson) and Adam Newman (Mark Grossman). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Billy Abbott wakes up with a groggy head. "Fuck, what happened?" He asks and looks around at the room that he doesn't recognize. His head feels like it's spinning. At that same moment, Adam also wakes up all groggy and turns around to see Billy's face. "You!" Adam exclaims "What are you doing here?" He asks and suddenly realizes he's naked. "Why am I naked?" Billy looks under the sheets and realizes he's naked as well. "Why am I naked?" Both men don't understand what happened and why they are naked. Both want to grab the sheets to stay covered when they stand up and it turns out in a fight for the sheets where both lose their grip and are fully naked revealed to one another. Both men cover their dicks and feel ashamed. They look around to scan where their underwear can be and run to it to quickly put it on. Adam and Billy stare at each other and memories flashback in their mind of how their night started at the bar. Adam was drunk, but Billy was sober. Billy wonders why he doesn't remember it all. Adam suddenly remembers he spiked something in Billy's drink. Both went upstairs and there they started to kiss and undress each other. "Oh Gawd, did we really have sex?" Adam suddenly says. Billy remembers how they got naked and they felt each other up. Adam sits down on the bed and reels to the thought he was intimate with Billy, The man he despises so much. That evening they stripped each other down to their underwear and felt their bodies up. Adam's masculine body and Billy's fit physique. Both men really went for the moment. Billy who feels Adam's crotch up feels the muscle hunk his dick getting hard in that tight boxer short Adam is wearing. Adam moans by the feeling of his dick being rubbed. Billy then looks in Adam's eyes, feeling the hunk his hands on his dick. "I want to fuck that ass of yours." Adam confesses. The drug that has taken Billy over, which Billy doesn't know that it makes him comply with what Adam wants. "Yeah man. I want that big dick inside me." He admits to Adam. Adam grins and feels his power over Billy growing. He can't believe that Billy wants it so much. It turns him on hearing Billy admit to it. The 2 men then lock lips and start to kiss. Forgetting everything around them and feeling each other up. Adam and Billy's dicks both tenting up inside their underwear. Billy breaks off the kiss and drops to his knees in front of Adam. Adam looks down in suspense and sees Billy at eye level of his dick. Billy hungrily licks his lips and pulls down Adam's underwear to get Adam's dick slap in his face. Adam feels the excitement running through his body. He steps out of his underwear and stands completely naked in front of Billy. Billy takes a deep breath and opens wide to suck at Adam's dick. Adam releases some moans to the great feeling of his dick being sucked at. As time goes by Billy gets better in the sucking at Adam's dick. He's so turned on as well that he takes his dick out of his underwear and starts to stroke it. Both men are enjoying the pleasure and forgetting how much they actually hate each other. Billy stops and gets up to pull Adam in a kiss. Adam is surprised by the sudden kiss, but he wraps his arms around Billy and takes over the control of the kissing. Billy breaks it off. He gets his hands on Adam's shoulders and pushes him down to the ground. "Now you suck me!" Adam didn't see that coming. He drops to his knees in front of Billy, who steps out of his underwear. Adam is now at eye level of Billy's dick. The moment Adam wants to say something Billy grabs him by the back of his head and pushes him on his dick. Billy's dick gets all the way inside Adam's throat. Adam pulls away and coughs. "Fuck man, I thought we agreed I was going to fuck you?" "Aw, come on. Suck my dick please." Billy begs. "Then you can fuck me." Adam looks up at Billy. He guesses since Billy sucked him he can return the favor. He opens his mouth and starts to suck on it. Billy hangs his head back and releases a moan. "Fuck yeah. Suck that dick man!" Adam picks up a pace at sucking Billy's dick, bobbing his head back and forth. "YEAH!" Billy shouts, enjoying the rough sucking of Adam at his dick. Adam really goes for it. He deepthroats Billy's dick while he grabs hold of his dick and strokes it. Billy is in a bliss of pleasure, enjoying Adam's warm mouth around his dick and feeling those lips slide back and forth over his dick. Billy feels his knees shaking from all the pleasure running through his body he's experiencing now. Adam switches from sucking to stroking at Billy's dick, giving Billy even more pleasure to what Adam will do. Adam realizes he has Billy now where he wants him and doesn't waste any time. He stands up and leads Billy to the bed where he pushes the man back to drop on the bed. Billy looks up at Adam standing with his hard dick straight forward, ready to fuck him. No idea how that feels, Billy has mixed feelings of excitement and nervousness for it to happen. Adam lifts Billy's legs up and spreads them. "Hold them up." Billy grabs hold of his legs like Adam instructed and sees the hunk diving at his hole and feels Adam spitting at it. Shivers go over Billy's spine while feeling his rosebutt being spit at. Never would Billy have thought he would feel pleasure at how a man spits at his hole; let alone having someone probing his hole. Then, Adam runs his fingers at that rosebutt, giving more excitement to Billy. Adam would love to tease Billy more but is so excited that he presses 1 finger right up that fuck hole. Billy screams with a slight moaning to it by that sudden intrusion. "I can't wait to make that hole a fuck hole." Adam teases Billy while looking at him between Billy's legs. Something about that sounds exciting to Billy. Billy does think there is something strange going on. Why does he wants his ass to be suddenly fucked? But his mind is all a blur that doesn't make him think clearly. All the pleasure he has felt so far doesn't make Billy want to know why this is happening. Adam fucks Billy's hole with his finger and even adds a 2nd finger to it. Moans escape Billy's mouth while Adam continues his finger fucking at him. Adam stops and hangs over Billy. "Now I'm going to fuck you!" Something of that gives a thrill to Billy. Adam positions himself with his dick aiming at Billy's hole. Billy can feel that mushroom-head of Adam's dick against his rosebutt. Ready to come inside. Adam grabs hold of Billy's legs and starts to push inside. Billy feels slightly discomfort by how that dick comes inside him. A feeling he never has experienced before, but also doesn't want it to stop when he also feels the pleasure of it taken over. "Fuck yeah! What a great ass to fuck." Adam says and starts to pick up a pace to fuck Billy. Adam starts to hover above Billy, enjoying his dick being in that tight ass of Billy's. Billy takes it as well as can, feeling the pain but also the pleasure that takes the upper hand. Moans escape Billy's mouth while Adam keeps on fucking him. Billy looks up at the muscle hunk that is fucking him. He reaches his hands out and feels Adam up. For a moment, Adam is surprised that he's being touched by Billy like that. He realizes Billy must have given in completely. He smiles and leans forward to kiss Billy. The men kiss and during it moans escape their mouths. While they continue their fuck and feel each other up, Adam suddenly turns himself over making Billy come on top of him without his dick ever escaping that love hole. Billy is amazed and looks down at Adam. "Ride me." Adam only says. Billy grabs hold of Adam's pecks to keep himself in position and slowly starts to move up and down. "COME ON, FASTER!" Adam shouts. Billy squeezes Adam's pecs while he starts to bounce hard on Adam's dick. "FUCK YEAH!" Adam loudly says. "OH GOD!" Billy screams. Billy moans and licks his lips, feeling his mouth getting dry from all that moaning. Adam lifts his hips and slams up to meet Billy half way, making their fuck more rougher. Sweat forms on their bodies while the fucking continues. Adam wants more and pushes Billy off of him. He positions the hunk on his hands and knees on the bed and gets behind him. Billy nervously but very horny looks over his shoulder, seeing Adam coming close behind him. With one foot on the bed and a knee down on the bed, Adam slams his dick back inside Billy while holding Billy's waist. Billy feels himself being taken hard and deep by Adam. The sound of Adam's hips slamming hard at Billy's ass are heard through the whole room. Billy moans loudly, taking it all from Adam. He's so turned on that he grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it. "Yeah that's it. Cum for me." Adam cheers Billy on. Billy strokes his dick fast to meet up with the rhythm of Adam's fucking. Both men moan loudly, enjoying their pleasure. Adam feels he's close but wants Billy to cum first. "Come on man, stroke it faster and cum for me." Billy feels he's about to unload, feeling that moment of the high to cum. Then he shoots 6 big spurts of cum all over the sheets underneath him. Adam smiles and gives Billy a few more thrusts and then cums inside him. For the first time, Billy feels how it is to have a man cum inside him. It feels strange but so satisfying. Adam's big muscle pecs are pressed against Billy's back while he moans in Billy's ear from cumming inside him. Both men are pleased and drop on the bed. BIlly in his own sticky sperm. "Fuck man. That was amazing." Adam says. Billy turns himself around to Adam. "Why did we do this?" "I don't know but it sure felt right." Adam admits. Billy nods yes as agreement. Adam wraps his arms around Billy and they cuddle while Billy falls asleep in Adam's arms. Billy and Adam realize now what happened that evening before. Only Billy doesn't understand why he was so open to be fucked. Adam has a flashback to his meeting with Tucker. "This pill will make your foe do what you want sexually." Tucker said and laid it on the table in front of Adam. Just at that moment Adam saw Billy walk in. "So I can use this on him and he will do what I want him to do?" "On sexual grounds he will." Tucker replies. Adam decides he needs to drink something before he will ever be intimate with Billy Abbott. He left Tucker's side, took the pill with him and sat down at the bar with Billy. A moment when Billy didn't look, he put the pill in Billy's drink. Tucker and Adam had eye contact and Tucker winked at Adam. Adam remembers it all now. That it was all by Tucker and that pill. While Adam remembered it all, Billy grabbed all his clothes and put it on. "We will never speak about this again!" Billy warns Adam and then leaves the room. Adam gets a text message from Tucker. `Had a good fuck?' The message says. `Maybe next time I will give you a pill and we can have some fun' The second message says. Adam's eyes widened. "That guy is crazy." Adam says and throws his phone on the bed and goes to the bedroom to shower. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 10 Sep 2023 20:56:27 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: What Happened Last Night?
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Billy Abbott (Jason
Thompson) and Adam Newman (Mark Grossman).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
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Billy Abbott wakes up with a groggy head. "Fuck, what happened?" He asks
and looks around at the room that he doesn't recognize. His head feels like
it's spinning.
At that same moment, Adam also wakes up all groggy and turns around to see
Billy's face.
"You!" Adam exclaims "What are you doing here?" He asks and suddenly
realizes he's naked. "Why am I naked?"
Billy looks under the sheets and realizes he's naked as well. "Why am I
naked?"
Both men don't understand what happened and why they are naked. Both want
to grab the sheets to stay covered when they stand up and it turns out in a
fight for the sheets where both lose their grip and are fully naked
revealed to one another.
Both men cover their dicks and feel ashamed. They look around to scan where
their underwear can be and run to it to quickly put it on.
Adam and Billy stare at each other and memories flashback in their mind of
how their night started at the bar. Adam was drunk, but Billy was sober.
Billy wonders why he doesn't remember it all. Adam suddenly remembers he
spiked something in Billy's drink. Both went upstairs and there they
started to kiss and undress each other.
"Oh Gawd, did we really have sex?" Adam suddenly says.
Billy remembers how they got naked and they felt each other up. Adam sits
down on the bed and reels to the thought he was intimate with Billy, The
man he despises so much.
That evening they stripped each other down to their underwear and felt
their bodies up. Adam's masculine body and Billy's fit physique. Both men
really went for the moment. Billy who feels Adam's crotch up feels the
muscle hunk his dick getting hard in that tight boxer short Adam is
wearing.
Adam moans by the feeling of his dick being rubbed. Billy then looks in
Adam's eyes, feeling the hunk his hands on his dick.
"I want to fuck that ass of yours." Adam confesses.
The drug that has taken Billy over, which Billy doesn't know that it makes
him comply with what Adam wants. "Yeah man. I want that big dick inside
me." He admits to Adam.
Adam grins and feels his power over Billy growing. He can't believe that
Billy wants it so much. It turns him on hearing Billy admit to it.
The 2 men then lock lips and start to kiss. Forgetting everything around
them and feeling each other up. Adam and Billy's dicks both tenting up
inside their underwear.
Billy breaks off the kiss and drops to his knees in front of Adam. Adam
looks down in suspense and sees Billy at eye level of his dick. Billy
hungrily licks his lips and pulls down Adam's underwear to get Adam's dick
slap in his face.
Adam feels the excitement running through his body. He steps out of his
underwear and stands completely naked in front of Billy. Billy takes a deep
breath and opens wide to suck at Adam's dick. Adam releases some moans to
the great feeling of his dick being sucked at.
As time goes by Billy gets better in the sucking at Adam's dick. He's so
turned on as well that he takes his dick out of his underwear and starts to
stroke it. Both men are enjoying the pleasure and forgetting how much they
actually hate each other.
Billy stops and gets up to pull Adam in a kiss. Adam is surprised by the
sudden kiss, but he wraps his arms around Billy and takes over the control
of the kissing. Billy breaks it off. He gets his hands on Adam's shoulders
and pushes him down to the ground.
"Now you suck me!"
Adam didn't see that coming. He drops to his knees in front of Billy, who
steps out of his underwear.
Adam is now at eye level of Billy's dick. The moment Adam wants to say
something Billy grabs him by the back of his head and pushes him on his
dick.
Billy's dick gets all the way inside Adam's throat.
Adam pulls away and coughs. "Fuck man, I thought we agreed I was going to
fuck you?"
"Aw, come on. Suck my dick please." Billy begs. "Then you can fuck me."
Adam looks up at Billy. He guesses since Billy sucked him he can return the
favor. He opens his mouth and starts to suck on it. Billy hangs his head
back and releases a moan. "Fuck yeah. Suck that dick man!"
Adam picks up a pace at sucking Billy's dick, bobbing his head back and
forth.
"YEAH!" Billy shouts, enjoying the rough sucking of Adam at his dick.
Adam really goes for it. He deepthroats Billy's dick while he grabs hold of
his dick and strokes it.
Billy is in a bliss of pleasure, enjoying Adam's warm mouth around his dick
and feeling those lips slide back and forth over his dick. Billy feels his
knees shaking from all the pleasure running through his body he's
experiencing now.
Adam switches from sucking to stroking at Billy's dick, giving Billy even
more pleasure to what Adam will do. Adam realizes he has Billy now where he
wants him and doesn't waste any time. He stands up and leads Billy to the
bed where he pushes the man back to drop on the bed.
Billy looks up at Adam standing with his hard dick straight forward, ready
to fuck him. No idea how that feels, Billy has mixed feelings of excitement
and nervousness for it to happen. Adam lifts Billy's legs up and spreads
them. "Hold them up."
Billy grabs hold of his legs like Adam instructed and sees the hunk diving
at his hole and feels Adam spitting at it. Shivers go over Billy's spine
while feeling his rosebutt being spit at. Never would Billy have thought he
would feel pleasure at how a man spits at his hole; let alone having
someone probing his hole. Then, Adam runs his fingers at that rosebutt,
giving more excitement to Billy.
Adam would love to tease Billy more but is so excited that he presses 1
finger right up that fuck hole. Billy screams with a slight moaning to it
by that sudden intrusion.
"I can't wait to make that hole a fuck hole." Adam teases Billy while
looking at him between Billy's legs.
Something about that sounds exciting to Billy. Billy does think there is
something strange going on. Why does he wants his ass to be suddenly
fucked? But his mind is all a blur that doesn't make him think clearly.
All the pleasure he has felt so far doesn't make Billy want to know why
this is happening. Adam fucks Billy's hole with his finger and even adds a
2nd finger to it. Moans escape Billy's mouth while Adam continues his
finger fucking at him.
Adam stops and hangs over Billy. "Now I'm going to fuck you!"
Something of that gives a thrill to Billy. Adam positions himself with his
dick aiming at Billy's hole. Billy can feel that mushroom-head of Adam's
dick against his rosebutt. Ready to come inside. Adam grabs hold of
Billy's legs and starts to push inside.
Billy feels slightly discomfort by how that dick comes inside him. A
feeling he never has experienced before, but also doesn't want it to stop
when he also feels the pleasure of it taken over.
"Fuck yeah! What a great ass to fuck." Adam says and starts to pick up a
pace to fuck Billy.
Adam starts to hover above Billy, enjoying his dick being in that tight ass
of Billy's.
Billy takes it as well as can, feeling the pain but also the pleasure that
takes the upper hand. Moans escape Billy's mouth while Adam keeps on
fucking him. Billy looks up at the muscle hunk that is fucking him. He
reaches his hands out and feels Adam up. For a moment, Adam is surprised
that he's being touched by Billy like that. He realizes Billy must have
given in completely. He smiles and leans forward to kiss Billy.
The men kiss and during it moans escape their mouths.
While they continue their fuck and feel each other up, Adam suddenly turns
himself over making Billy come on top of him without his dick ever escaping
that love hole. Billy is amazed and looks down at Adam.
"Ride me." Adam only says.
Billy grabs hold of Adam's pecks to keep himself in position and slowly
starts to move up and down.
"COME ON, FASTER!" Adam shouts.
Billy squeezes Adam's pecs while he starts to bounce hard on Adam's dick.
"FUCK YEAH!" Adam loudly says.
"OH GOD!" Billy screams.
Billy moans and licks his lips, feeling his mouth getting dry from all that
moaning. Adam lifts his hips and slams up to meet Billy half way, making
their fuck more rougher. Sweat forms on their bodies while the fucking
continues.
Adam wants more and pushes Billy off of him. He positions the hunk on his
hands and knees on the bed and gets behind him.
Billy nervously but very horny looks over his shoulder, seeing Adam coming
close behind him.
With one foot on the bed and a knee down on the bed, Adam slams his dick
back inside Billy while holding Billy's waist. Billy feels himself being
taken hard and deep by Adam.
The sound of Adam's hips slamming hard at Billy's ass are heard through the
whole room. Billy moans loudly, taking it all from Adam. He's so turned on
that he grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it.
"Yeah that's it. Cum for me." Adam cheers Billy on.
Billy strokes his dick fast to meet up with the rhythm of Adam's
fucking. Both men moan loudly, enjoying their pleasure. Adam feels he's
close but wants Billy to cum first.
"Come on man, stroke it faster and cum for me."
Billy feels he's about to unload, feeling that moment of the high to
cum. Then he shoots 6 big spurts of cum all over the sheets underneath
him. Adam smiles and gives Billy a few more thrusts and then cums inside
him. For the first time, Billy feels how it is to have a man cum inside
him. It feels strange but so satisfying. Adam's big muscle pecs are pressed
against Billy's back while he moans in Billy's ear from cumming inside
him. Both men are pleased and drop on the bed. BIlly in his own sticky
sperm.
"Fuck man. That was amazing." Adam says.
Billy turns himself around to Adam. "Why did we do this?"
"I don't know but it sure felt right." Adam admits.
Billy nods yes as agreement. Adam wraps his arms around Billy and they
cuddle while Billy falls asleep in Adam's arms. Billy and Adam realize now
what happened that evening before. Only Billy doesn't understand why he was
so open to be fucked.
Adam has a flashback to his meeting with Tucker.
"This pill will make your foe do what you want sexually." Tucker said and
laid it on the table in front of Adam.
Just at that moment Adam saw Billy walk in.
"So I can use this on him and he will do what I want him to do?"
"On sexual grounds he will." Tucker replies.
Adam decides he needs to drink something before he will ever be intimate
with Billy Abbott. He left Tucker's side, took the pill with him and sat
down at the bar with Billy. A moment when Billy didn't look, he put the
pill in Billy's drink. Tucker and Adam had eye contact and Tucker winked at
Adam.
Adam remembers it all now. That it was all by Tucker and that pill. While
Adam remembered it all, Billy grabbed all his clothes and put it on.
"We will never speak about this again!" Billy warns Adam and then leaves
the room.
Adam gets a text message from Tucker. `Had a good fuck?' The message says.
`Maybe next time I will give you a pill and we can have some fun' The
second message says.
Adam's eyes widened. "That guy is crazy." Adam says and throws his phone on
the bed and goes to the bedroom to shower.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/quickie-in-wembley-car-park | Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2023 23:17:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Quickie in Wembley Car Park Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Premier League Football 24: Quickie in Wembley Car Park "Yeah, Declan and Jack ruined my arsehole during our game against Andorra." Mason Mount whispered. "Fuck, really?" Phil Foden smiled leaning in close so they couldn't be overheard. "Yeah, I ran onto the pitch with their cum in my arse." Mason giggled. "Fuck, where did you do it?" Phil asked, his cock creating a slight tent in his trackies. "Team toilets." Mason replied. "Hot, let's go." Phil hissed. "You're mad, no way we will get in there now." Mason smiled, "Yeah I'm mad and becoming hard as fuck because of you." Phil sneered. Mason couldn't argue with that, noticing the lump in Phil's crotch, "Ok, second half." Mason agreed, "Fucking tease." Phil spat bitterly. The half-time whistle sounded, and the players headed off the pitch. Mason and Phil remained with their group briefly while they were treated to refreshments but slipped away quietly before the rest returned to the stands. "Where are we going?" Mason panted, hurrying after Phil who was walking like a man on a mission but not towards the home team locker room. "The car innit." Phil replied. [Good idea!] Mason grinned, realising the car park was probably a better place than back to the team's toilets where a substitute player or a coach might walk in at any moment. The indicators flashed to signal the car was unlocked and without hesitation, Phil jumped straight into the back seat leaving the door ajar for Mason who followed him inside. Phil sat in the middle seat of his black Mercedes while Mason sat next to him, reaching straight into the City star's baggy jogging bottoms. Locating Phil's hard cock Mason was glad to find he didn't have much work to do in the limited time they had. Phil's cock was already rock hard and at Mason's touch, the Northern lad's 7.5-inch boner stood bolt upright and ready for action. Mason lowered his pretty face into the gap and felt the heat from Phil's crotch against his face, the City's star's pubes were neat and smelt wonderfully clean, for now! The Pompey lad's lips slipped over Phil's helmet and slid quickly to the base swallowing the City star's delicious cock. "Fook yeah." Phil hissed, pressing his head back into the headrest. The Chelsea star devoured Phil's entire shaft, using his England teammate's cock to jab his tonsils. Mason bounced along the City star's pole aggressively, poking Phil's crotch with his pointy nose. "That's it Masey boy you naughty slut." Phil hissed as the Pompey lad's lips massaged his throbbing cock. The story from earlier had already filled the Northern lad's mind with the strongest desire to fuck Mason's sexy arse and now that the Chelsea star was in the process of preparing them both for action, Phil's mind was positively racing with ideas of how to enjoy his sexy friend. It wasn't only Phil who had naughty things on his mind, the City's star's meaty cock felt so good between Mason's lips he could hardly wait to place it where it truly belonged. Taking a handful of Mason's lush brown hair, Phil asserted a little dominance on the situation forcing Mason down a little longer each and every time his throat sank south. "You love my City cock." Phil declared, unsure why he'd referred to his team. Mason laughed through Phil's cock but gave an affirmative response as he remained focussed on polishing his England teammate's sword in preparation for its next adventure. Deep down Phil was an evil little lad, and he would be the first to admit it. With a nice handful of Mason's beautiful, brown hair the City midfielder squeezed tighter and propelling his hips up, he attempted to suffocate the Pompey lad with his throbbing cock. The 7.5-inch piece of thick pale meat slammed straight into Mason's tonsils causing the beautiful on the lad to gag. Usually, Phil would free his victim but this time he held Mason in place for several seconds. Mason attempted to recoil and was allowed a brief release before Phil repeated the action slamming his neatly trimmed pubes into Mason's pointy nose once more. This time the Pompey lad was a little more prepared and inhaling a long whiff of Phil's crotch, Mason smiled proudly while his cock thickened angrily, aroused by Phil's dominant behaviour. "Alright Masey boy, I think it's time you sat on my dick you sexy bastard!" Phil sneered with a malevolent smile. Mason pulled off Phil's cock and moved into position, sliding his jeans down around his ankles then unbuttoning his boxers the Chelsea star offered Phil a handful of his cock while he moved his boxers aside to expose his hole. Before taking hold of Mason's cock, Phil applied a layer of lube (which lived under the driver's seat for such impromptu occasions) across the bottom's crack and dropped the bottle aside. Phil's blue eyes connected with Mason's brown eyes and they both knew they were ready to fuck like the slutty young scally animals they were. Guiding Mason down until the Chelsea star's ring touched his tip, Phil felt his heart rate increasing with anticipation. The smile on Mason's face widened and with a firm push of his ring he began to sink down around his teammate's shaft. Dropping his jaw and sighing, Mason forced himself down on the scally Northern lad's meat and continued until he felt Phil's hand move away from his cock. In one slutty movement, Mason had inserted 6 inches of Phil's veiny, pale meat inside him, and it felt so fucking good. The bottom took hold of Phil's thick, milky white thighs, pushing himself up two inches then down again. The look on Phil's face spurred Mason on, the City star looked so cute, but that bad boy cut in his eyebrow and his diamond ear stud gave Phil the hardman look which really turned Mason on. With a couple more movements, Mason had swallowed the remaining two inches of Phil's perfect cock and that feeling that was so good became great! Phil took hold of Mason's ankles to help keep the bottom steady and off they went. The Chelsea star pushed himself up and down using his feet and his abs to fuck himself with Phil's bare sword. The exhaling became audible, with both lads unable to contain their pleasure as Mason's tight, pink ring slid along Phil's hard white pole. Two inches per bounce had become four inches, the raw friction of Phil's foreskin on his inner chute caused Mason's own cock to throb excitedly. Glancing down at the coat of brown hairs along Mason's skinny legs, Phil felt himself throb within the bouncing bottom. The Chelsea stud looked so sexy as he worked hard to fuck the load of out Phil's swollen nuts. Mason continued to sigh as he fucked himself with Phil's perfect cock. Looking into the Northern lad's smooth face it was impossible to feel any better than he did right now. Phil was incredibly cute, his smooth features, gentle freckles and those stunning blue eyes which used hypnosis to tell Mason to fuck himself harder and faster. The Pompey lad didn't need the excuse, the scally's moreish cock was all the encouragement he needed as he speared his belly roughly. "I love that fucking hole of yours Masey boy." Phil beamed; his swelling cock felt wonderful as the Chelsea star's raw hole worked it relentlessly. A passer-by would know that someone was getting laid inside Phil's car, the vehicle bounced gently at the back, the suspension dampening some of the energy Mason was generating but not enough to remain incognito. Fortunately, England's women were keeping the stadium and the nation entertained as they took on the old enemy in the European Championships final. They had to be quick, and Mason was exactly that, Phil rested a hand in the small of his England teammate's back, willing him to continue fucking himself hard and fast in an attempt to drain Phil's increasingly heavy nuts. Mason rolled his eyes around in their sockets, loving the feel of Phil's head crashing against the underside of his sphincter. The idea for the Chelsea star was to bounce around in Phil's lap until the cute scally creamed his hole, then Mason would have the opportunity to tug out his own load into Phil's beautiful mouth. From the sound of the thuds his hard cock was making against his own crotch it wouldn't take much effort for Mason to reach his own orgasm and with Phil's perfect cock filling his insides, who could blame him? Both of them would've preferred a long session to indulge in the perfection of each other's bodies, but that was for another day. Right now, they both needed to cum and quick. "Ahhh Masey, keep doing that and I'm gonna nut in you." Phil cooed into the bottom's ear. "Nut in me then scally boy." Mason replied, smashing his arse down into Phil's crotch. The top did exactly that, feeling his heavy young balls release their build up in pressure and with it a wave of cum up into Mason's right skinny rectum. Hot, thick cum rocketed up into the depths of Mason's hole causing the Chelsea star to smile and slowing down so that his hole only moved an inch in either direction, Mason allowed his hole to swallow every drop of Phil's milk as it thundered deep up inside him. The rushing sensation of Phil's seed squirting hard up into his sphincter gave the cute bottom so much joy as he cradled the top in for a deep, passionate kiss. "Hahaha, uh fuckkk." Mason giggled happily as another wave of cum blasted into him harder still. "Filthy little cunt!" Phil swore as Mason squeezed his hole right down into Phil's lap. "Phil me up bitch." Mason retorted, moving himself front to back in order to create a little extra movement and stimulation around the top's squirting head. Phil's nuts volleyed another shot hard and deep into Mason's tight belly sending his final wave up to coat Mason's sensitive prostate then throwing his head back he began to chuckle. The Chelsea star could feel Phil's hard cock continuing to throb inside him as the City star's boner started to soften, taking hold of his own hard cock Mason began to stroke, bringing himself as close as possible before Phil popped out of him. "Ahhhh!" Phil gasped as Mason's hole crept up to his tip then popped off his cock, allowing a few drops of the City star's cum to drip down into his dark pubes. Phil's mouth remained open and ready to catch Mason's cum which the Chelsea star was ready to induce, placing his frothing tip against Phil's bottom lip. The adorable smoothness of Phil's clean shaved face was too much for Mason who was already right on the edge and with a long groan of satisfaction the Chelsea unloaded straight into Phil's awaiting mouth. Phil's smooth rosy cheeks puffed out slightly and the City star braced himself as Mason began shooting velvet cream across his lips and up into his cute, little mouth. "Uhhh." Phil moaned, making sure to keep his mouth as wide as possible for Mason to fill with his salty load. The Chelsea star ran his fist along the top half of his uncut 7-inch sword practically pulling his seed out into Phil's beautiful face. A hook in the base of Mason's nuts sent another deep wave of pleasure through the Chelsea star's body, appreciating the full beauty of Phil's gentle facial features as he filled it with his seed. The sound of Mason's jerking cock grew louder still as his fist accelerated, sliding his foreskin back and forth to drain his nuts of salty load. Most of Mason's cum shot directly to the back of Phil's throat but along the Stockport lad's thin lips hung a tantalising drop of Mason's cum resting there, waiting to be licked up. "Fuck yes Philly!" Mason groaned as he stroked the dying embers of his load onto the City star's tongue. Mason's weight fell forward pushing his pulsing cock forward into the gap which Phil closed with the perfect pressure to suck the remnants of Mason's cum from his sticky tip. "Hmmm. Hmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmm." Mason hummed, appreciating Phil's warm mouth the tremors in his shaft weakened to nothing. Now the pleasure was all coming from the City star's gentle sucking while his tongue slathered across Mason's cock to lock it clean. "Ohhh." Mason whined again softly as Phil slid the inside wall of his mouth along Mason's sensitive head with a malevolent look in his adorable, blue eyes before sliding all the way back and off Mason's cock. Grunting his satisfaction, Mason sank down into the seat next to Phil. "No rest for your cummy arse, we gotta get back up!" Phil grinned, pushing Mason's leg then fixing himself up. The Chelsea star grunted in protest, squeezing his hole shut then taking a breath, Mason refilled his lungs with some oxygen before fixing himself up too. The second half had definitely kicked off which would allow the footballers to sneak back in unnoticed. Slipping out of Phil's car they headed back towards their seats. "Can't let you in mate." A security guard teased blocking their path before moving aside and waving the pair through. Mason headed straight for their seats while Phil got himself a bottle of water. Wembley Stadium erupted when a couple of minutes after Phil's return Ella Toone put the Lionesses ahead. The majority of 90,000 fans went wild, Mason and Phil included jumping up and down so hard Mason was sure he felt a little of Phil's cum dribble out of his loosened arse. The celebrations died down and Mason settled down into his seat again. [It's all still in there.] He thought to himself hopefully. The noise of the ground drowned out Mason's churning and groaning stomach. The Chelsea midfielder wanted to go to the toilet and was just about to head off when suddenly it was 1-1, Magull and Germany had equalised! The full-time whistle sounded, and Mason bolted off to the toilet, quickly disappearing into a cubicle before anyone could stop him. Phil's cock was nice and wide, unloading the Northern lad's seed would take no time at all! "You filthy slut." Phil mumbled to Mason under the din of Wembley Stadium as the Chelsea star returned 5 minutes later looking a lot more comfortable. "If you don't like it, you know what to do innit." "Keep it to myself?" "Exactly." "You'd like that wouldn't you?!" "I'd replace you." "Cunt." They whispered in a quietly verbal boxing match before bursting into a fit of giggles. "GO ON!" "KICK IT!" "WHA...?" "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Phil and Mason joined Wembley Stadium in a frenzy as Chloe Kelly jabbed the ball across the line, 2-1 England with 10 minutes to go! "Bet you're glad you dropped that load now." Phil teased again under his breath. "Yeah, last time I let you do that to me." Mason lied. The atmosphere was electric, the crowd urging the referee to blow her whistle. Finally, the Ukrainian referee did exactly, Wiegman's girls had done it, England were the champions of Europe! END Thank you for reading, I really hope you enjoyed the story. 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Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2023 23:17:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Quickie in Wembley Car Park
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Premier League Football 24: Quickie in Wembley Car Park
"Yeah, Declan and Jack ruined my arsehole during our game against Andorra."
Mason Mount whispered. "Fuck, really?" Phil Foden smiled leaning in close
so they couldn't be overheard. "Yeah, I ran onto the pitch with their cum
in my arse." Mason giggled. "Fuck, where did you do it?" Phil asked, his
cock creating a slight tent in his trackies. "Team toilets." Mason
replied. "Hot, let's go." Phil hissed. "You're mad, no way we will get in
there now." Mason smiled, "Yeah I'm mad and becoming hard as fuck because
of you." Phil sneered. Mason couldn't argue with that, noticing the lump in
Phil's crotch, "Ok, second half." Mason agreed, "Fucking tease." Phil spat
bitterly.
The half-time whistle sounded, and the players headed off the pitch. Mason
and Phil remained with their group briefly while they were treated to
refreshments but slipped away quietly before the rest returned to the
stands. "Where are we going?" Mason panted, hurrying after Phil who was
walking like a man on a mission but not towards the home team locker
room. "The car innit." Phil replied. [Good idea!] Mason grinned, realising
the car park was probably a better place than back to the team's toilets
where a substitute player or a coach might walk in at any moment.
The indicators flashed to signal the car was unlocked and without
hesitation, Phil jumped straight into the back seat leaving the door ajar
for Mason who followed him inside. Phil sat in the middle seat of his black
Mercedes while Mason sat next to him, reaching straight into the City
star's baggy jogging bottoms. Locating Phil's hard cock Mason was glad to
find he didn't have much work to do in the limited time they had. Phil's
cock was already rock hard and at Mason's touch, the Northern lad's
7.5-inch boner stood bolt upright and ready for action. Mason lowered his
pretty face into the gap and felt the heat from Phil's crotch against his
face, the City's star's pubes were neat and smelt wonderfully clean, for
now! The Pompey lad's lips slipped over Phil's helmet and slid quickly to
the base swallowing the City star's delicious cock. "Fook yeah." Phil
hissed, pressing his head back into the headrest.
The Chelsea star devoured Phil's entire shaft, using his England teammate's
cock to jab his tonsils. Mason bounced along the City star's pole
aggressively, poking Phil's crotch with his pointy nose. "That's it Masey
boy you naughty slut." Phil hissed as the Pompey lad's lips massaged his
throbbing cock. The story from earlier had already filled the Northern
lad's mind with the strongest desire to fuck Mason's sexy arse and now that
the Chelsea star was in the process of preparing them both for action,
Phil's mind was positively racing with ideas of how to enjoy his sexy
friend.
It wasn't only Phil who had naughty things on his mind, the City's star's
meaty cock felt so good between Mason's lips he could hardly wait to place
it where it truly belonged. Taking a handful of Mason's lush brown hair,
Phil asserted a little dominance on the situation forcing Mason down a
little longer each and every time his throat sank south. "You love my City
cock." Phil declared, unsure why he'd referred to his team. Mason laughed
through Phil's cock but gave an affirmative response as he remained
focussed on polishing his England teammate's sword in preparation for its
next adventure.
Deep down Phil was an evil little lad, and he would be the first to admit
it. With a nice handful of Mason's beautiful, brown hair the City
midfielder squeezed tighter and propelling his hips up, he attempted to
suffocate the Pompey lad with his throbbing cock. The 7.5-inch piece of
thick pale meat slammed straight into Mason's tonsils causing the beautiful
on the lad to gag. Usually, Phil would free his victim but this time he
held Mason in place for several seconds. Mason attempted to recoil and was
allowed a brief release before Phil repeated the action slamming his neatly
trimmed pubes into Mason's pointy nose once more. This time the Pompey lad
was a little more prepared and inhaling a long whiff of Phil's crotch,
Mason smiled proudly while his cock thickened angrily, aroused by Phil's
dominant behaviour.
"Alright Masey boy, I think it's time you sat on my dick you sexy bastard!"
Phil sneered with a malevolent smile. Mason pulled off Phil's cock and
moved into position, sliding his jeans down around his ankles then
unbuttoning his boxers the Chelsea star offered Phil a handful of his cock
while he moved his boxers aside to expose his hole. Before taking hold of
Mason's cock, Phil applied a layer of lube (which lived under the driver's
seat for such impromptu occasions) across the bottom's crack and dropped
the bottle aside. Phil's blue eyes connected with Mason's brown eyes and
they both knew they were ready to fuck like the slutty young scally animals
they were.
Guiding Mason down until the Chelsea star's ring touched his tip, Phil felt
his heart rate increasing with anticipation. The smile on Mason's face
widened and with a firm push of his ring he began to sink down around his
teammate's shaft. Dropping his jaw and sighing, Mason forced himself down
on the scally Northern lad's meat and continued until he felt Phil's hand
move away from his cock. In one slutty movement, Mason had inserted 6
inches of Phil's veiny, pale meat inside him, and it felt so fucking
good. The bottom took hold of Phil's thick, milky white thighs, pushing
himself up two inches then down again. The look on Phil's face spurred
Mason on, the City star looked so cute, but that bad boy cut in his eyebrow
and his diamond ear stud gave Phil the hardman look which really turned
Mason on. With a couple more movements, Mason had swallowed the remaining
two inches of Phil's perfect cock and that feeling that was so good became
great!
Phil took hold of Mason's ankles to help keep the bottom steady and off
they went. The Chelsea star pushed himself up and down using his feet and
his abs to fuck himself with Phil's bare sword. The exhaling became
audible, with both lads unable to contain their pleasure as Mason's tight,
pink ring slid along Phil's hard white pole. Two inches per bounce had
become four inches, the raw friction of Phil's foreskin on his inner chute
caused Mason's own cock to throb excitedly. Glancing down at the coat of
brown hairs along Mason's skinny legs, Phil felt himself throb within the
bouncing bottom. The Chelsea stud looked so sexy as he worked hard to fuck
the load of out Phil's swollen nuts.
Mason continued to sigh as he fucked himself with Phil's perfect
cock. Looking into the Northern lad's smooth face it was impossible to feel
any better than he did right now. Phil was incredibly cute, his smooth
features, gentle freckles and those stunning blue eyes which used hypnosis
to tell Mason to fuck himself harder and faster. The Pompey lad didn't need
the excuse, the scally's moreish cock was all the encouragement he needed
as he speared his belly roughly.
"I love that fucking hole of yours Masey boy." Phil beamed; his swelling
cock felt wonderful as the Chelsea star's raw hole worked it
relentlessly. A passer-by would know that someone was getting laid inside
Phil's car, the vehicle bounced gently at the back, the suspension
dampening some of the energy Mason was generating but not enough to remain
incognito. Fortunately, England's women were keeping the stadium and the
nation entertained as they took on the old enemy in the European
Championships final. They had to be quick, and Mason was exactly that, Phil
rested a hand in the small of his England teammate's back, willing him to
continue fucking himself hard and fast in an attempt to drain Phil's
increasingly heavy nuts.
Mason rolled his eyes around in their sockets, loving the feel of Phil's
head crashing against the underside of his sphincter. The idea for the
Chelsea star was to bounce around in Phil's lap until the cute scally
creamed his hole, then Mason would have the opportunity to tug out his own
load into Phil's beautiful mouth. From the sound of the thuds his hard cock
was making against his own crotch it wouldn't take much effort for Mason to
reach his own orgasm and with Phil's perfect cock filling his insides, who
could blame him? Both of them would've preferred a long session to indulge
in the perfection of each other's bodies, but that was for another
day. Right now, they both needed to cum and quick.
"Ahhh Masey, keep doing that and I'm gonna nut in you." Phil cooed into the
bottom's ear. "Nut in me then scally boy." Mason replied, smashing his arse
down into Phil's crotch. The top did exactly that, feeling his heavy young
balls release their build up in pressure and with it a wave of cum up into
Mason's right skinny rectum. Hot, thick cum rocketed up into the depths of
Mason's hole causing the Chelsea star to smile and slowing down so that his
hole only moved an inch in either direction, Mason allowed his hole to
swallow every drop of Phil's milk as it thundered deep up inside him. The
rushing sensation of Phil's seed squirting hard up into his sphincter gave
the cute bottom so much joy as he cradled the top in for a deep, passionate
kiss.
"Hahaha, uh fuckkk." Mason giggled happily as another wave of cum blasted
into him harder still. "Filthy little cunt!" Phil swore as Mason squeezed
his hole right down into Phil's lap. "Phil me up bitch." Mason retorted,
moving himself front to back in order to create a little extra movement and
stimulation around the top's squirting head. Phil's nuts volleyed another
shot hard and deep into Mason's tight belly sending his final wave up to
coat Mason's sensitive prostate then throwing his head back he began to
chuckle. The Chelsea star could feel Phil's hard cock continuing to throb
inside him as the City star's boner started to soften, taking hold of his
own hard cock Mason began to stroke, bringing himself as close as possible
before Phil popped out of him.
"Ahhhh!" Phil gasped as Mason's hole crept up to his tip then popped off
his cock, allowing a few drops of the City star's cum to drip down into his
dark pubes. Phil's mouth remained open and ready to catch Mason's cum which
the Chelsea star was ready to induce, placing his frothing tip against
Phil's bottom lip. The adorable smoothness of Phil's clean shaved face was
too much for Mason who was already right on the edge and with a long groan
of satisfaction the Chelsea unloaded straight into Phil's awaiting mouth.
Phil's smooth rosy cheeks puffed out slightly and the City star braced
himself as Mason began shooting velvet cream across his lips and up into
his cute, little mouth. "Uhhh." Phil moaned, making sure to keep his mouth
as wide as possible for Mason to fill with his salty load. The Chelsea star
ran his fist along the top half of his uncut 7-inch sword practically
pulling his seed out into Phil's beautiful face.
A hook in the base of Mason's nuts sent another deep wave of pleasure
through the Chelsea star's body, appreciating the full beauty of Phil's
gentle facial features as he filled it with his seed. The sound of Mason's
jerking cock grew louder still as his fist accelerated, sliding his
foreskin back and forth to drain his nuts of salty load. Most of Mason's
cum shot directly to the back of Phil's throat but along the Stockport
lad's thin lips hung a tantalising drop of Mason's cum resting there,
waiting to be licked up.
"Fuck yes Philly!" Mason groaned as he stroked the dying embers of his load
onto the City star's tongue. Mason's weight fell forward pushing his
pulsing cock forward into the gap which Phil closed with the perfect
pressure to suck the remnants of Mason's cum from his sticky
tip. "Hmmm. Hmmmm. Hmmmmmmmmmm." Mason hummed, appreciating Phil's warm
mouth the tremors in his shaft weakened to nothing. Now the pleasure was
all coming from the City star's gentle sucking while his tongue slathered
across Mason's cock to lock it clean. "Ohhh." Mason whined again softly as
Phil slid the inside wall of his mouth along Mason's sensitive head with a
malevolent look in his adorable, blue eyes before sliding all the way back
and off Mason's cock.
Grunting his satisfaction, Mason sank down into the seat next to Phil. "No
rest for your cummy arse, we gotta get back up!" Phil grinned, pushing
Mason's leg then fixing himself up. The Chelsea star grunted in protest,
squeezing his hole shut then taking a breath, Mason refilled his lungs with
some oxygen before fixing himself up too.
The second half had definitely kicked off which would allow the footballers
to sneak back in unnoticed. Slipping out of Phil's car they headed back
towards their seats. "Can't let you in mate." A security guard teased
blocking their path before moving aside and waving the pair through. Mason
headed straight for their seats while Phil got himself a bottle of water.
Wembley Stadium erupted when a couple of minutes after Phil's return Ella
Toone put the Lionesses ahead. The majority of 90,000 fans went wild, Mason
and Phil included jumping up and down so hard Mason was sure he felt a
little of Phil's cum dribble out of his loosened arse. The celebrations
died down and Mason settled down into his seat again. [It's all still in
there.] He thought to himself hopefully. The noise of the ground drowned
out Mason's churning and groaning stomach. The Chelsea midfielder wanted to
go to the toilet and was just about to head off when suddenly it was 1-1,
Magull and Germany had equalised!
The full-time whistle sounded, and Mason bolted off to the toilet, quickly
disappearing into a cubicle before anyone could stop him. Phil's cock was
nice and wide, unloading the Northern lad's seed would take no time at all!
"You filthy slut." Phil mumbled to Mason under the din of Wembley Stadium
as the Chelsea star returned 5 minutes later looking a lot more
comfortable. "If you don't like it, you know what to do innit." "Keep it to
myself?" "Exactly." "You'd like that wouldn't you?!" "I'd replace you."
"Cunt." They whispered in a quietly verbal boxing match before bursting
into a fit of giggles.
"GO ON!" "KICK IT!" "WHA...?" "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Phil and
Mason joined Wembley Stadium in a frenzy as Chloe Kelly jabbed the ball
across the line, 2-1 England with 10 minutes to go! "Bet you're glad you
dropped that load now." Phil teased again under his breath. "Yeah, last
time I let you do that to me." Mason lied. The atmosphere was electric, the
crowd urging the referee to blow her whistle. Finally, the Ukrainian
referee did exactly, Wiegman's girls had done it, England were the
champions of Europe!
END
Thank you for reading, I really hope you enjoyed the story.
If you like what you've read, please let me know by emailing me on
[email protected].
Here is the rest of my collection:
Sticky Blinders, After party at the OSCARs, Cole Me By Your Name, Happy
18th Bro, Coffee for John, An Audition to Remember, Breakfast Boot, The
Queen's English, Brooklyn Learns a Lesson, Bad Panther, Bad to the Bones,
The Twins Nextdoor, 13 Goo-uld Reasons Why, Gallaghers' Indian Takeaway &
Now You See Cole.
Gymnastics Fantastics 1, 2, Celtic Bond & Coach Crammer
Ripped Roses, Jack's Web & Naughty Neigbours.
Raging Scott, Swim Team, HRVY PTY & Swimnasium.
Vamp-ing, Vamp-ing 2, Strictly Come Vamp-ing, One Direction to Dunkirk &
Deep Dipping in Dunkirk,
Stranger Boys:
Stranger Mendes, Oral Things, Someone Stranger in the Fuller House & A
Stranger Series of Events.
Welcome to Beckingham Palace & HRVY-RM-TRLGY
No Dunes in Miami, Just Devil 86
North American Swedes & Fly Eagles Fly
Tennis series:
Touring with the Next-Gen, Double Fault, A Break in the Bahamas, Bulging
Bulgarian, Winner Takes All, Tennis' Masochistic Maple Leafs, Made in
Russia, Revenge is Sweet, Austria v Germany in Chelsea, Sleeping Meadows,
Team Building in Melbourne Park, Dominic and the Minaur & Rey of the
Acropolis.
Football series:
Lilywhite Hoops, From Paris with Love, The Hero and the Zero, Austria v
Germany in Chelsea, Return to the Wolfpack, The Tails of Two Nike Stars,
Bayern Boys & Barca Buddies.
Premier League Football Series
F1 World Series
Scrum Down - Rugby Series
On Ice - Hockey Series
England Cricket Boys Series
Diving Squad Series
Formula Football Series
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/from-spain-with-lust | Date: Fri, 8 Sep 2023 21:26:05 -0400 From: JP Aradon Subject: "From Spain with Lust" Celebrity This is an erotic fantasy about a tennis star and NFL player it does not reflect the actual sexuality of the real celebrities. Please contribute to Nifty.org so we can bring you more fantasy fiction. From Spain with Lust By Jaradon Carlos Alcaraz, the twenty-year-old Spanish tennis star was excited to be back in New York city for the U. S, Open. He was still impressed by all the celebrities who wanted to meet him from both Hollywood and the sports world. "Nice to meet you Carlos" Carl Nassib said. "Same here" The men shook hands and posed for photographs. Alcaraz was impressed by the size of the football player. Nassib was 6' 7'', 275lbs of solid muscle. Alcaraz was 6'0, 179 lbs. Carlos was a huge fan of American sports stars. He was familiar with Nassib who had become the first active NFL player to come out as gay. . "I know you got a busy schedule but if you want to hang out later, I am staying at a friend's apartment. "Sure "Carlos said. "Cool I'll text you the address." Alcaraz did not have a match the next day, so he texted Nassib to see if he was up to the offer. "Great amigo" Nassib texted back. Alcaraz rode an Uber to the Upper East Side address. He quickly stepped into the building making sure nobody had followed him. Alcaraz has become a target of the sports world paparazzi. His agent had warned him about keeping his private life private. "Glad you could make it Carlos" Nassib greeted Alcatraz at the door. The men exchange a brief hug. Nassib led Alcaraz into the living room. "You want a beer," Nassib asked. "Yeah sure" Alcaraz went over to the apartment large window that showed a breathtaking view of the Manhattan skyline. "Espectacular" Nassib said walking up behind Alcazar. "Si mucho" Nassib handed Alcazar the beer. "Gracias" "Cheers amigo" they toasted "Tu hablas espanol" "Un poco" Nassib said. "My English is ok" "More than ok" Nassib added. "Glad I came over." "Me too" "Isn't your boyfriend here?" the Spaniard had checked out Nassib's Instagram which had photos of the football jock with his boyfriend who was an Olympic swimmer. "Soren is in California" "I see" "How about you?'' "I'm not seen anyone too busy with training": Nassib and Alcaraz sat on the sofa. "I'm kind of surprise no pro tennis guys have come out." "There are a couple, but I rather not gossip." "I get it I know other NFL gay guys too, but they are still reluctant to come out and loose endorsements." "Yeah, same with my tennis `friends" "By the way I loved your Calvin Klein commercial" Nassib said referring to the provocative underwear add Alcaraz had done. His athletic body clad only in a pair of very tight briefs. "Thanks " "Bet you a lot a gay guys jerked off to that." "Did you? "Alcaraz said noticing the bulge in Nassib's shorts. "Maybe..." Nassib reached out and stroked Carlo's arms. "You could pose for an under wear add." "No, I'm kind of shy about my body." "You got a great built" Carlos said remembering the linebacker looked in his tight football uniform. "You think so? "Nassib smiles this Spaniard knew how to press his buttons. "Let `see" Nassib stood up and removed the t-shirt revealing an impressive muscular physique. "Tu eres muy guapo" Carlos said admiring the football player's muscles. "You too bro" Nassib said pulling Carlos by the t-shirt until they were face to face. "Yo no soy gay Carl" Alcaraz wanted to resist the big man's touch, but Nassir's sweet voice was very seductive. "No tio, no" Alcaraz said pushing Nassib away. Nassib managed to pull Carlo's shorts down his muscular thighs exposing the Spaniards eight-inch erect uncut cock. `Nice" Nassib was fascinated by the Spaniards foreskin and pull it back exposing the head dripping with pre-cum " Te gusta" Carlos said as he watched Nassib suck on his cock Carlos laid back enjoying Nassir's oral skills. "Chupame" Carlos took off his t-shirt. Nassib stood up. He removed his shorts revealing a ten-inch cock. "Your turn Chico" Nassib erection was close to the Spaniards lips. "No se" Carlos said, he has never sucked on a cock before. But he could not help but reach out and stroke the American's thick rod, "That's it amigo." Alcaraz started to lick the American's hard shaft. He got use to the girth savoring the cock as it went deeper into his now willing throat. "Oh yeah" Nassib started fucking the tennis player's mouth. Alcaraz had become cock hungry he could not get enough of the American's dick. "Quiero mas! "Alcaraz said. "We are just getting started" Nassir lifted Alcatraz off the sofa and carried to the master bedroom. Alcaraz had never felt this dominated by anyone but as Nassib threw him down face down on the bed he knew that he could not resist the sexual desire. "Nice culo amigo" Nassib admired the tennis stars ass. Alcaraz felt Nassibs hands on his thighs. "Carl por favor" Nassib buried his face into the Spaniard's ass and started to rim him. "Oh "Alcazar had never felt a man's tongue in his ass before and the American was driving him crazy "Hmm" Nasib was enjoying eating out Alcazar, but he really wanted to fuck him. " Follame" Alcazr pleaded "Going to fuck you good amigo" Nassib grabbed a bottle of lube and poured the greasy substance into tennis stars butt hole. "Oh" Alacaraze felt Nassib large fingers going deeper into him. "Open up for me amigo" Nassib lubricated his cock with the lube. "Follame !" Alcazar really wanted the American's cock in him. "Ready amigo" Nassib pushed his erect cock into the Alcazars' ass. "Si si " Alcazar felt the American massive rod penetrating his hole. "Ride my cock" Nassib rammed his tool into Carlos who was in sexual heat "Mas mas the Spaniard could not get enough of the American's cock ravaging his ass. Nassib was fucking Alacazr without mercy pounding every inch of his sweaty muscular body into the man beneath him letting him know who was in charge. The linebacker loved topping and this guy was turning into a natural bottom. "Fuck yeah " The tennis player was feeling intense pleasure. "Going to breed you ass." "Dame tu leche!' Alcazar felt the American's load filling his ass. Nassib collapsed on top of Alcazar. "Furking great amigo" Nassib reached in between the Spaniards thigh and stroked his cock. "Que bueno" Alcazar felt the American's big hands jerk him off to an orgasm. "You like that amigo." Nassib licked the Spaniard's cum from his fingers. "Si" the tennis player licked the head of the football jocks cock savoring the taste. Nassib kissed Carlos on the forehead. "Your boyfriend is one lucky man" Alcazar said. "He'll be back tomorrow." "I like to meet him." "When he is here, we only play with each other" "Makes sense" "We are planning to go to Spain." "Then you must come stay with me " Alcazar put on his clothes. "Good luck tomorrow" Will you watch the match"? "Of course," "Your right about the tennis guys" "Yeah" "There is one I k now is into men. "You are not going to tell me his name" Nassib stood next to Alcazar." "Going to make sure first " "Is he a big star like you?' "Yes" "Keep me posted" Nassib said smacking the tennis star on the ass. "I will" The two men hugged. "Good luck tomorrow "Gracias" Carlos Alcazar rode back to his hotel and thought about this sexual encounter with the NFL player. The experience has awakened a desire he was eager to explore but first there was tennis tournament to win. �2023 Jaradonfiction Love to hear your comment and suggestions and please donate to Nifty. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 8 Sep 2023 21:26:05 -0400
From: JP Aradon <[email protected]>
Subject: "From Spain with Lust" Celebrity
This is an erotic fantasy about a tennis star and NFL player it does not
reflect the actual sexuality of the real celebrities. Please contribute to
Nifty.org so we can bring you more fantasy fiction.
From Spain with Lust
By Jaradon
Carlos Alcaraz, the twenty-year-old Spanish tennis star was excited
to be back in New York city for the U. S, Open. He was still impressed by
all the celebrities who wanted to meet him from both Hollywood and the
sports world.
"Nice to meet you Carlos" Carl Nassib said.
"Same here"
The men shook hands and posed for photographs. Alcaraz was
impressed by the size of the football player. Nassib was 6' 7'', 275lbs of
solid muscle. Alcaraz was 6'0, 179 lbs. Carlos was a huge fan of American
sports stars. He was familiar with Nassib who had become the first active
NFL player to come out as gay. .
"I know you got a busy schedule but if you want to hang out later,
I am staying at a friend's apartment.
"Sure "Carlos said.
"Cool I'll text you the address."
Alcaraz did not have a match the next day, so he texted Nassib to
see if he was up to the offer.
"Great amigo" Nassib texted back.
Alcaraz rode an Uber to the Upper East Side address. He quickly
stepped into the building making sure nobody had followed him. Alcaraz has
become a target of the sports world paparazzi. His agent had warned him
about keeping his private life private.
"Glad you could make it Carlos" Nassib greeted Alcatraz at the
door.
The men exchange a brief hug.
Nassib led Alcaraz into the living room.
"You want a beer," Nassib asked.
"Yeah sure"
Alcaraz went over to the apartment large window that showed a
breathtaking view of the Manhattan skyline.
"Espectacular" Nassib said walking up behind Alcazar.
"Si mucho"
Nassib handed Alcazar the beer.
"Gracias"
"Cheers amigo" they toasted
"Tu hablas espanol"
"Un poco" Nassib said.
"My English is ok"
"More than ok" Nassib added.
"Glad I came over."
"Me too"
"Isn't your boyfriend here?" the Spaniard had checked out
Nassib's Instagram which had photos of the football jock with his boyfriend
who was an Olympic swimmer.
"Soren is in California"
"I see"
"How about you?''
"I'm not seen anyone too busy with training":
Nassib and Alcaraz sat on the sofa.
"I'm kind of surprise no pro tennis guys have come out."
"There are a couple, but I rather not gossip."
"I get it I know other NFL gay guys too, but they are still
reluctant to come out and loose endorsements."
"Yeah, same with my tennis `friends"
"By the way I loved your Calvin Klein commercial" Nassib said
referring to the provocative underwear add Alcaraz had done. His athletic
body clad only in a pair of very tight briefs.
"Thanks "
"Bet you a lot a gay guys jerked off to that."
"Did you? "Alcaraz said noticing the bulge in Nassib's shorts.
"Maybe..." Nassib reached out and stroked Carlo's arms.
"You could pose for an under wear add."
"No, I'm kind of shy about my body."
"You got a great built" Carlos said remembering the linebacker
looked in his tight football uniform.
"You think so? "Nassib smiles this Spaniard knew how to press his
buttons.
"Let `see"
Nassib stood up and removed the t-shirt revealing an impressive
muscular physique.
"Tu eres muy guapo" Carlos said admiring the football player's
muscles.
"You too bro" Nassib said pulling Carlos by the t-shirt until they
were face to face.
"Yo no soy gay Carl"
Alcaraz wanted to resist the big man's touch, but Nassir's sweet
voice was very seductive.
"No tio, no" Alcaraz said pushing Nassib away.
Nassib managed to pull Carlo's shorts down his muscular thighs exposing the
Spaniards eight-inch erect uncut cock.
`Nice" Nassib was fascinated by the Spaniards foreskin and pull it
back exposing the head dripping with pre-cum
" Te gusta" Carlos said as he watched Nassib suck on his cock
Carlos laid back enjoying Nassir's oral skills.
"Chupame" Carlos took off his t-shirt.
Nassib stood up. He removed his shorts revealing a ten-inch cock.
"Your turn Chico" Nassib erection was close to the Spaniards lips.
"No se" Carlos said, he has never sucked on a cock before. But he
could not help but reach out and stroke the American's thick rod,
"That's it amigo."
Alcaraz started to lick the American's hard shaft. He got use to
the girth savoring the cock as it went deeper into his now willing throat.
"Oh yeah" Nassib started fucking the tennis player's mouth.
Alcaraz had become cock hungry he could not get enough of the American's
dick.
"Quiero mas! "Alcaraz said.
"We are just getting started" Nassir lifted Alcatraz off the sofa
and carried to the master bedroom.
Alcaraz had never felt this dominated by anyone but as Nassib threw
him down face down on the bed he knew that he could not resist the sexual
desire.
"Nice culo amigo" Nassib admired the tennis stars ass.
Alcaraz felt Nassibs hands on his thighs.
"Carl por favor"
Nassib buried his face into the Spaniard's ass and started to rim
him.
"Oh "Alcazar had never felt a man's tongue in his ass before and
the American was driving him crazy
"Hmm" Nasib was enjoying eating out Alcazar, but he really
wanted to fuck him.
" Follame" Alcazr pleaded
"Going to fuck you good amigo" Nassib grabbed a bottle of lube and
poured the greasy substance into tennis stars butt hole.
"Oh" Alacaraze felt Nassib large fingers going deeper into him.
"Open up for me amigo" Nassib lubricated his cock with the lube.
"Follame !" Alcazar really wanted the American's cock in him.
"Ready amigo" Nassib pushed his erect cock into the Alcazars' ass.
"Si si " Alcazar felt the American massive rod penetrating his
hole.
"Ride my cock" Nassib rammed his tool into Carlos who was in sexual
heat
"Mas mas the Spaniard could not get enough of the American's cock
ravaging his ass.
Nassib was fucking Alacazr without mercy pounding every inch of his
sweaty muscular body into the man beneath him letting him know who was in
charge. The linebacker loved topping and this guy was turning into a
natural bottom.
"Fuck yeah "
The tennis player was feeling intense pleasure.
"Going to breed you ass."
"Dame tu leche!' Alcazar felt the American's load filling his ass.
Nassib collapsed on top of Alcazar.
"Furking great amigo"
Nassib reached in between the Spaniards thigh and stroked his cock.
"Que bueno"
Alcazar felt the American's big hands jerk him off to an orgasm.
"You like that amigo."
Nassib licked the Spaniard's cum from his fingers.
"Si" the tennis player licked the head of the football jocks cock
savoring the taste.
Nassib kissed Carlos on the forehead.
"Your boyfriend is one lucky man" Alcazar said.
"He'll be back tomorrow."
"I like to meet him."
"When he is here, we only play with each other"
"Makes sense"
"We are planning to go to Spain."
"Then you must come stay with me "
Alcazar put on his clothes.
"Good luck tomorrow"
Will you watch the match"?
"Of course,"
"Your right about the tennis guys"
"Yeah"
"There is one I k now is into men.
"You are not going to tell me his name" Nassib stood next to
Alcazar."
"Going to make sure first "
"Is he a big star like you?'
"Yes"
"Keep me posted" Nassib said smacking the tennis star on the ass.
"I will"
The two men hugged.
"Good luck tomorrow
"Gracias"
Carlos Alcazar rode back to his hotel and thought about this sexual
encounter with the NFL player. The experience has awakened a desire he was
eager to explore but first there was tennis tournament to win.
�2023 Jaradonfiction
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/adventures-of-noah | Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2023 14:30:44 +0000 (UTC) From: Chubby Boy Subject: Adventures of Noah Part 1 Adventures of Noah Part 1 Usual disclaimers apply, I don't know these people. This is pure fiction. I welcome your comments. [email protected] Noah was so nervous. He hadn't thought that he would be this nervous, but now that he was here, he felt flush and worried that the two hot, naked men sharing the bed with him would notice. He was also excited. Terrified with excitement. So excited that he thought he might cum at any moment. This prospect worried him too. Noah Schnapp's mind raced back to just hours earlier to the moment when he had spotted Olympic diver and eternal twunk Tom Daley across the room. Noah had met so many celebrities since his work on Stranger Things had made him a celebrity in his own right. He never really thought of himself as famous, so he found himself consistently star struck when introduced to people he had previously only seen on stage or screen. When he was only 12 and didn't really quite know yet if he was gay (or even what gay really was), Noah had seen footage of tan and tone Tom at the Olympics and this had brought him clarity. Had Noah been pressed, he would have to have admitted that he had furiously masturbated to fake nude photos of Tom Daley on more than one occasion. And there were even a few shots that might not have been fake? Those in particular held his attention. Noah stared at Tom from across the room perhaps just a little too long. In that inexplicable way that always happens, Tom had felt eyes upon him and reflectively looked up and across the room at Noah, making eye contact. In that instant, Noah's body told him to look away. The autonomic reaction to being caught staring is to act like you weren't looking at all. But for whatever reason, Noah's body did not obey these reactionary instructions. Instead, he just maintained eye contact. He didn't know (but could have guessed) that he had a half-open mouth and a facial expression that gave away his thoughts. An instant passed. Two. Then Tom smiled from ear to ear. It was this smile that caused a twinge of sensation at the base of Noah's cock. He shifted gently as he felt blood rush into his penis. The eye contact surprised Noah, but it also strangely put him at ease. Tom finished conversing with whoever he was entertaining within 30 seconds and then made a B line for where Noah was standing. Noah watched Tom as he snaked his way through the room. People clapped him on the shoulder or spoke to him briefly as he passed. He would smile, maybe say a few words over his shoulder, but he would not be delayed. He was a man on a mission. Tom stopped directly in front of Noah. He was standing so close that Noah could smell Tom's cologne. Something with a hint of leather. It was intoxicating. Tom smiled even wider as he extended his hand for a shake and introduced himself. Noah could not remember their conversation. He remembered smiling a lot and laughing. He remembered the sound of Tom's voice, but not the words. He remembered the tiny crook above Tom's mouth when he smiled (which was pretty much always). They talked for probably 20 minutes. Tom introduced Noah to a few other people at the party, though spoke only briefly to each. Whenever they spoke to others, Noah got all of Tom's attention. Drinks were obtained, pics snapped by the event's photographer, and before Noah knew it, they had spent two hours talking and laughing amongst the other party goers. Noah hadn't really dated much. He had only come out of the closet in the last year. But even his very public coming out had not resulted in the active sex life Noah had hoped for. In fact, Noah was still a virgin. There had been some kissing and some low-key hands stuff with a couple young guys, but Noah had always been too nervous or too self-conscious to go further than that. And it was a shame really. Noah was so horny. Horny all the time. He watched so much porn and jerked off two or three times a day sometimes. And now, having spent a couple hours with Tom, talking and smiling, Noah almost thought that Tom was hitting on him. No, he was sure of it. So as the party winding down, Tom brought the conversation to the place that Noah was secretly praying it would go. "So, would you like to come back to our place?" Tom said quietly, his smile turned conspiratorially. Noah smiled and blurted out, "Yes." He was disappointed at himself having said it so quickly. Noah felt like he was coming off desperate. But Noah just smiled back at Tom. Maybe Noah was overthinking things. He usually did. Tom was clearly into him enough to invite him back to his place. Surely inviting a guy to your place at 11pm was a sign that you were into him, right? Five minutes later they were in a non-descript black sedan speeding through the streets of Paris. Noah couldn't help but think of the different between Tom's situation and his own. Tom had a chauffeured car. Noah had taken an Uber to the event. But Tom was an Olympian and an OBE. Noah was one of six male leads on a Netflix show. But it was an insanely popular show. And Noah had experienced more than his fair share thing.....maybe Tom just had a better agent. Tom continued talk and at times, Noah caught himself not really listening so much as looking at Tom's mouth while he talked. But Tom didn't seem to notice. Tom sat very close and at one point, a slightly sharp turn had gently pushed Tom into Noah's side. Tom made no effert to move after the care had righted itself. They rode the rest of the way with their thighs touching. Noah relished the feeling of Tom's body heat through his trouser leg. After a few more minutes, they arrived at a swanky old hotel. Tom made a point to say goodnight to the driver. Noah had noticed a lot of the famous people that he had met treated drivers and waiters and assistants like they weren't even human. The fact that Tom spoke to the driver, thanks him profusely, then wished him well before they departed the car made Tom even more attractive in Noah's eyes. As Noah got out of the car, he was careful to arrange his trousers so as not to show his erection. They walked through the glorious, old world, two-story lobby, beneath a crystal chandelier, and onto a waiting elevator. A short ride later and Tom was fumbling for his room key outside the door to his suite. Tom had apparently misplaced it and laughed as he vainly searched his pockets. Noah thought they would probably have to go back to the lobby for a new key when the door suddenly opened from the inside. "Hubby!" Tom said with a laugh as he grasped the man in the doorway as they both went inside the suite. Hubby? Noah was confused for only a second. Tom was married. Noah knew that. Of course he knew that. He was famously married to the author and screenwriter Dustin Lance Black. And even if he hadn't know that, Tom had told him. Several times. Noah flashed back to snippets of the conversations that he couldn't really remember in total because he was too busy staring at Tom's mouth. But Tom had mentioned "hubby" and "D" multiple times tonight. He had even said, "Do you want to come back to OUR place". Not "my place" but "our place." Noah was instantly embarrassed by his own presumptuousness. And perhaps a little disappointed that this was not the sexy invite with the guy of his dreams (or fantasies at least). But in a way, it was great. Noah had thought that he was going to have sex tonight. For the first time. With a living embodiment of electric sex. Now that it had turned into a night of platonic drinks and conversation with a famous gay couple, the pressure was off and he could just have a good time getting to know these guys. Tom made a quick introduction and without skipping a beat, Noah was instantly at ease. Drinks were pours and the three of them sat on the large sofa in the center of the living room. It was quickly learned that Tom and Dustin loved Stranger Things and had seen every episode at least twice. That Noah's character was both of their favorites. Noah was having such a good time. He was a little lightheaded (probably from the booze and the late hour. Dustin was a handsome guy too. He had a slender build with wide shoulders. A stern square jaw and blond hair that fell over his eye in a very 1990's way that Noah found very attractive. But it was hard for Noah to take his eyes off Tom for long. He kept finding himself looking at Tom's mouth when he spoke. He was staring at Tom's mouth one again when he felt a sudden proximity around his face. He turned his head gently in that direction to be met with a warm wetness on his mouth. Dustin had leaned in and kissed Noah on the mouth. There was a gently pressure of wet lips, but no tongue. Nothing crazy intrusive. A gentle movement of the jaw held the kiss for a second, two, then he broke away. Noah had not felt the desire to protest or pull away, and had felt delight at the kiss, but when Dustin pulled away, the look on Noah's face was one of astonishment and confusion. The expression on Dustin's face didn't change, but the tone of his voice did. In a patient, metered, but concerned tone, Dustin calmly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were sending signals. My bad." Noah looked to Tom quickly to see the same look of concern. Noah thought that they sat quietly for a long time, but in reality, only second went by before Noah found the words he was looking for and willed them out of his mouth. "No...no....its fine. I....I didn't know that's what was going on.....but I'm into it." The moment that Noah got this out, he wished he could have yanked the words out of the air and shove them back down inside his throat. He thought he sounded like a kid. Like an idiot. And how could he be into it? What was this exactly? And as had that thought, he knew the answer immediately. Tom and Dustin frequently picked up men, to have fun with as a couple. I wasn't complicated. It now made perfect sense to Noah. And he found himself smiling. Seeing Noah smile put Tom and Dustin back at ease, and both of their faces relaxed. Tom leaved in and kissed Noah deeply on the lips. Noah felt his cock surge against the front of his trousers as Tom Daley's wet tongue slipped between Noah's lips and probed his mouth. Noah fully expected to wake up any minute. The three young men wrapped themselves into each other on the sofa. Noah sat between the two husbands. Noah's face and neck and mouth were awash with mouths and tongues. A whisper then a nibble at the ear on one side. Then the other. A hand under his shirt and over his smooth chest until it found purchase at Noah's nipple. A gentle brushing of the fingertips against the nipple. A strong hand gently fondled Noah's hard dick through the fabric of his trousers. Noah groaned quietly in ecstasy. He was still nervous, but he was so excited. Tom pulled away and stood. He immediately began stripping off his clothes. Dustin did the same, standing to strip, pausing to kiss Tom on the mouth before pulling off his shoes and socks. Dustin and Tom pulled off their underwear simultaneously revealing both of their beautiful naked bodies. Tom was more muscular and tan than his husband. His body was the model of perfection that Noah (and the entire world) had seen on TV so many times. Often photographed in a skin tight speedo only, Tom's body was a vision of Adonis perfection. And he had the hardware to prove it. Tom's cock was semi-erect, maybe 6 inches, on its way to its full 7 inches when hard. He was uncut, and in his current, not quite fully erect state, his foreskin still gingerly covered the beautiful head of his beautiful dick. Noah noticed a black rubber ring around the base of Tom's cock and balls. Noah had seen such things in porn, but never in person. Then again, aside from a stolen glance at a urinal, Noah had never seen anything in person. He was interested and wanted to ask about it, but now was not the time. Dustin was not as muscular as his husband, but his body was lean and his chest much more developed than Noah's own. Dustin was fair skinned, almost pale. His broad shoulders made for a general V shape to his body, with everything pointing down to his impressive erection. Unlike Tom, Dustin was already hard. His cock was easily eight inches, circumcised, and curved up toward his stomach. Noah drank in the image of the two men, who kissed again before turning their attention back to Noah. They quickly but gently undressed Noah. His shirt came up over his head. Shoes and socks discarded. Trousers unzips and Noah's bulge gently caressed through his underwear before the black boxer briefs were also peeled off, revealing Noah's hard dick and totally naked form. Noah had nothing to be embarrassed by. In the last couple years, Noah's body had gone from scrawny to just slim. His chest had picked up some definition. His jaw had rounded just enough to make him round the curve from looking like a boy to looking like a man. And his cock was a perfectly respectable 6 inches and stuck straight out. Noah had not imagined he would have anyone seeing him naked tonight, let alone two hot, famous guys. If he had thought to be embarrassed, he didn't have time, as Tom quickly dropped to his knee at Noah's feet and took Noah's hard cock into his mouth. Noah was so stimulated that time began to pass differently. Things seemed to happen in flashes. The hot wetness of Tom's mouth made Noah's cock feel like it was on fire. The sensation of getting his dick sucked was unlike anything Noah had ever felt before, and for a moment, Noah thought he might immediately ejaculate into Tom's mouth. Noah was about ask Tom to stop or slow down, but as Noah opened his mouth to speak, Dustin slipped his own hard dick into it. Noah was surprised, but had no time to register it beyond a stunned look on his face, as Dustin slid the entirety of his dick deep down into Noah's throat. Noah immediately gagged, causing Dustin to pull back (but not out) of his throat. Dustin paused with perhaps the last two inches of his dick inside of Noah's mouth while Noah swallowed saliva and adjusted his throat. Noah drew a couple of deep breaths through his nose and looked up at Dustin with teary eyes. Dustin smiled and gently caressed Noah's chin while he admired how handsome Noah looked with a dick in his mouth. Noah had become soley focused on the task at hand. Noah had dreamed of sucking dick, and now here it was. As Noah began to slowly but hungrily move his mouth up and down on about ¾ of Dustin's cock, he didn't even notice that he no longer felt like he was about to cum in Tom's mouth. Tom had settled into an expert, practiced rhythm of bobbing up and down on Noah's dick. As time continued to slow and move in jerky cuts, they each switched places seemingly instantly. Suddenly it was Tom's dick in Noah's mouth. Tom's foreskin caused the head of his dick to be slightly more pointed. Noah loved it and hoped he would have the chance to explore this novel feature in great detail later, but for now, Noah couldn't speak. Barely a moment went by where one of the two men's large cocks weren't in his mouth. He was choking less. He was furiously licking balls (mimicking what was being done to him alternatingly by the two husbands). At some point, Tom was gently fucking Noah's mouth when Noah felt Dustin pull his legs apart and plant his tongue on Noah's hole. The sensation was new and equally confusing. For the first time since they had started, Noah's mind cleared and focused to a single thought, "He is going to fuck me." He wasn't afraid exactly. Noah had thought about this a lot. And while he had never done anything with any guys before, part of him knew that he was a bottom. Whenever he found a man particularly attractive, he imagined them penetrating him. He had watched so much porn where an eager bottom quietly moaned while having his guts rearranged. He had used a dildo (a gag gift from a female friend) on himself more and more in the last few months. Part of him felt that this was inevitable. But part of him was scared. Would be able to handle it? These thoughts were tempered and distracted by the feeling of Dustin's tongue on and inside his hole. It felt better than he had imagined it could. It felt better than either of the two mouths had felt on his cock, and Noah hadn't thought that was possible. Dustin spent a total of four or five minutes tonging Noah's hole, but Noah would have sworn it was years. Noah had started to forget a time when he didn't have a tongue in his ass and a dick in his mouth. Then in another flash jump of time, Noah was flat on his back with Tom gently kissing his mouth. Tom's mouth had a faint taste slightly different but similar to the taste already in Noah's mouth. With delight, Noah realized that this was the taste of his own cock, mixed with the taste of Dustin's cock. Noah thought it tasted like salty candy. Noah knew one thing for sure now that he had only known in theory when the night had begun, he was a cocksucker. In another flash, Dustin is on his knees, positioning himself below Noah, and gently grabbing Noah's ankles and lifting them into an imitation yoga pose, exposing Noah's hole to him. Tom smiled and whispered to Noah, "I want to see him fuck you, is that ok?" Tom's British accent made everything sound so appealing. And while Noah was still nervous and unsure, he wanted nothing more in that moment than to give Tom what he wanted. Noah swallowed his fear and gently nodded his head at Tom. Tom smiled and kissed Noah gently once more before pulling away enough to get a good view of the action. Barely a moment had passed before Noah felt a hot pressure on his hole. Noah had been so busy staring into Tom's gorgeous face, he had not noticed that Dustin had applied generous amounts of lube to his hard eight inches. There was a sensation of pressure for a moment before the head of Dustin's big cock pushed its way inside of Noah. The feeling was so intense that Noah was unable to speak at first. He wanted to cry out in joy and ecstasy, but also in pain and shock. He drew in a big breath that sounded like a yelp. His eyes were wide and he looked down at Dustin who only smiled back wryly. Dustin's smile looked like mischief, but he had stopped. No pushing, no fucking, Dustin stayed completely still with just the head of his thick cock just inside of Noah's pucker. The pain wasn't too bad, but the pressure was intense. Noah opened his mouth to tell Dustin to pull out, but just as he was about to speak, Tom's mouth enveloped his. Tom's tongue probed Noah's mouth as Noah grunted and tried in vain to protest the hard cock currently violating his hole. After a few more moments, of kissing, Noah felt the pressure build as Dustin began to push inside him one more. The pressure was replaced by slightly more pain, but still, it wasn't the pain that told Noah he should ask him to stop, but the panic. It seemed like things were going too fast. Like maybe he shouldn't be doing this. Noah realized too late why he was thinking he should slow down as he realized that in addition to the wild new sensations of a cock in his ass and a tongue down his throat, Noah was feeling the tingly building of pressure at the base of his own cock. Noah grunted into Tom's mouth as his own cock erupted, shooting roped of his hot boy spunk onto his own flat belly. Even as Noah realized he was cumming, his body contorted, and he bucked against the bed. Dustin realized what was happening and chose the point of Noah's orgasm as an opportunity and slid the majority of his dick the rest of the way into Noah's tightness. Noah's body twisted and writhed, half from the hard dick penetrating him deeply and half from his own orgasm. Tom finally caught a glimpse of Noah's dick and realized that he had cum. Tom broke his mouth away from Noah's and smiled. Noah (still not fully recovered from his orgasm) seemed embarrassed. "I'm...I'm sorry," Noah stammered. Tom smiled, "Whatever for?" Tom slid his head down to Noah's tummy and eagerly licked up the cum quickly before putting his mouth on Noah's cock to finish the job of cleaning up. The pain of Dustin's thick cock in Noah's ass was overtaken by the intense sensation of Tom's mouth of Noah's cock. Noah's cock was still super sensitive post ejaculation and he squirmed and twitched and groaned as Tom used his tongue to lick away every last drop of Noah's jizz. Tom continued to gently suck Noah's cock even as it began to soften in his mouth. Without looking, Tom reached down to his own cock and aimed it toward Noah's mouth. Noah was overwhelmed with sensation, but if out of nothing else but confusion, Noah opened his mouth and took Tom's thickness in once more. Tom began gently rocking his hips, sliding his cock all the way to the back of Noah's throat. Tom's smooth nuts came to rest on Noah's nose. Noah breathed deeply, taking in Tom's clean, only slightly must smell. He was intoxicated by the scent. Meanwhile, Dustin was gently sliding his full length in and out of Noah's no longer virgin hole. Either because he had just came or because there was a big dick up his ass, Noah could not maintain an erection. His cock was now only semi erect despite Tom's eager mouth. After a long time of sucking Noah's now soft cock, Tom finally allowed it to slip out of his mouth so that he could look up at his husband as he railed Noah's ass. Noah was so focused on the cocks in each of his holes that he didn't even register as Tom cried out a warning of his own impending ejaculation. The only warning Noah received was the slight thickening of Tom's dick in his mouth before Tom thrust hard into Noah's throat. Noah didn't have the opportunity to gag as the cock pushed his thoat open and shot Tom's hot white cum directly down Noah's gullet. Tom fucked Noah's throat with short, deliberate strokes until the last of his seed was safely deposited in Noah's belly. Finally, Tom withdrew his cock from Noah's mouth. Noah instantly gasped for air, his eyes filled with tears owing to the choking. But Noah didn't wretch or cough. He swallowed eagerly and made no sound other than gasping for air. Tom, fully spent, gave his hubby a quick, passionate kiss before repositioning himself above Noah on the bed. Tom gave Noah a kiss as well. Noah, who was still recovering and seemed not to quite understand what was going on, hungrily kissed Tom back, tasting his own cock and jizz on his lips. Dustin began thrusting harder. This seemed to bring Noah back to reality. It was almost as if he hadn't noticed he was getting fucked up the ass. But suddenly he realized what was happening again and he began to pant lightly. There was a lot of pressure, and more than a little pain, but Noah found that he could not believe what was happening. It hurt, but it felt so good. Noah realized that since he had cum, the fucking felt rougher than it had before he had cum. He even thought about asking Dustin to stop or slow down or try a different position, but just as Tom placed his hand around Noah's chin and began to tongue his mouth once more, Dustin let out a grunt that sounded like something a wild animal would have emitted. This was accompanied by a deep thrust (this one really hurt more than anything else) and a feeling of warmth inside as Dustin emptied his balls into Noah's guts. Dustin's body twisted as he pounded Noah hard for two or three strokes, as if to push the load further up inside Noah's body. Tom smiled as Noah looked up into his eyes in amazement. Dustin, once he had finally finished, finally pulled his cock out of Noah and collapsed next to the two other young men on the bed. The moment that Dustin finally withdrew his cock from Noah's ass, Noah felt relief from the pressure and pain. He also felt as if he had been disemboweled. He felt so empty inside. And as much as it had hurt, he already felt like he needed more. As if reading his mind, Tom kissed first Dustin and then Noah before giving a cheeky smile and saying, "Let's order some food. Then after we eat, I'll fuck you too." | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2023 14:30:44 +0000 (UTC)
From: Chubby Boy <[email protected]>
Subject: Adventures of Noah Part 1
Adventures of Noah Part 1
Usual disclaimers apply, I don't know these people. This is pure
fiction. I welcome your comments. [email protected]
Noah was so nervous. He hadn't thought that he would be this
nervous, but now that he was here, he felt flush and worried that the two
hot, naked men sharing the bed with him would notice. He was also
excited. Terrified with excitement. So excited that he thought he might
cum at any moment. This prospect worried him too.
Noah Schnapp's mind raced back to just hours earlier to the
moment when he had spotted Olympic diver and eternal twunk Tom Daley
across the room. Noah had met so many celebrities since his work on
Stranger Things had made him a celebrity in his own right. He never
really thought of himself as famous, so he found himself consistently
star struck when introduced to people he had previously only seen on
stage or screen.
When he was only 12 and didn't really quite know yet if he
was gay (or even what gay really was), Noah had seen footage of tan and
tone Tom at the Olympics and this had brought him clarity. Had Noah been
pressed, he would have to have admitted that he had furiously masturbated
to fake nude photos of Tom Daley on more than one occasion. And there
were even a few shots that might not have been fake? Those in particular
held his attention.
Noah stared at Tom from across the room perhaps just a little
too long. In that inexplicable way that always happens, Tom had felt eyes
upon him and reflectively looked up and across the room at Noah, making
eye contact. In that instant, Noah's body told him to look away. The
autonomic reaction to being caught staring is to act like you weren't
looking at all. But for whatever reason, Noah's body did not obey these
reactionary instructions. Instead, he just maintained eye contact. He
didn't know (but could have guessed) that he had a half-open mouth and a
facial expression that gave away his thoughts. An instant passed. Two.
Then Tom smiled from ear to ear. It was this smile that caused a twinge
of sensation at the base of Noah's cock. He shifted gently as he felt
blood rush into his penis.
The eye contact surprised Noah, but it also strangely put him
at ease. Tom finished conversing with whoever he was entertaining within
30 seconds and then made a B line for where Noah was standing. Noah
watched Tom as he snaked his way through the room. People clapped him on
the shoulder or spoke to him briefly as he passed. He would smile, maybe
say a few words over his shoulder, but he would not be delayed. He was a
man on a mission.
Tom stopped directly in front of Noah. He was standing so
close that Noah could smell Tom's cologne. Something with a hint of
leather. It was intoxicating. Tom smiled even wider as he extended his
hand for a shake and introduced himself. Noah could not remember their
conversation. He remembered smiling a lot and laughing. He remembered the
sound of Tom's voice, but not the words. He remembered the tiny crook
above Tom's mouth when he smiled (which was pretty much always). They
talked for probably 20 minutes. Tom introduced Noah to a few other people
at the party, though spoke only briefly to each. Whenever they spoke to
others, Noah got all of Tom's attention.
Drinks were obtained, pics snapped by the event's
photographer, and before Noah knew it, they had spent two hours talking
and laughing amongst the other party goers. Noah hadn't really dated
much. He had only come out of the closet in the last year. But even his
very public coming out had not resulted in the active sex life Noah had
hoped for. In fact, Noah was still a virgin. There had been some kissing
and some low-key hands stuff with a couple young guys, but Noah had
always been too nervous or too self-conscious to go further than that.
And it was a shame really. Noah was so horny. Horny all the time. He
watched so much porn and jerked off two or three times a day sometimes.
And now, having spent a couple hours with Tom, talking and smiling, Noah
almost thought that Tom was hitting on him. No, he was sure of it.
So as the party winding down, Tom brought the conversation to
the place that Noah was secretly praying it would go.
"So, would you like to come back to our place?" Tom said
quietly, his smile turned conspiratorially.
Noah smiled and blurted out, "Yes." He was disappointed at
himself having said it so quickly. Noah felt like he was coming off
desperate. But Noah just smiled back at Tom. Maybe Noah was overthinking
things. He usually did. Tom was clearly into him enough to invite him
back to his place. Surely inviting a guy to your place at 11pm was a sign
that you were into him, right?
Five minutes later they were in a non-descript black sedan
speeding through the streets of Paris. Noah couldn't help but think of
the different between Tom's situation and his own. Tom had a chauffeured
car. Noah had taken an Uber to the event. But Tom was an Olympian and an
OBE. Noah was one of six male leads on a Netflix show. But it was an
insanely popular show. And Noah had experienced more than his fair share
thing.....maybe Tom just had a better agent.
Tom continued talk and at times, Noah caught himself not
really listening so much as looking at Tom's mouth while he talked. But
Tom didn't seem to notice. Tom sat very close and at one point, a
slightly sharp turn had gently pushed Tom into Noah's side. Tom made no
effert to move after the care had righted itself. They rode the rest of
the way with their thighs touching. Noah relished the feeling of Tom's
body heat through his trouser leg.
After a few more minutes, they arrived at a swanky old hotel.
Tom made a point to say goodnight to the driver. Noah had noticed a lot
of the famous people that he had met treated drivers and waiters and
assistants like they weren't even human. The fact that Tom spoke to the
driver, thanks him profusely, then wished him well before they departed
the car made Tom even more attractive in Noah's eyes. As Noah got out of
the car, he was careful to arrange his trousers so as not to show his
erection.
They walked through the glorious, old world, two-story lobby,
beneath a crystal chandelier, and onto a waiting elevator. A short ride
later and Tom was fumbling for his room key outside the door to his
suite. Tom had apparently misplaced it and laughed as he vainly searched
his pockets. Noah thought they would probably have to go back to the
lobby for a new key when the door suddenly opened from the inside.
"Hubby!" Tom said with a laugh as he grasped the man in the
doorway as they both went inside the suite.
Hubby? Noah was confused for only a second. Tom was married.
Noah knew that. Of course he knew that. He was famously married to the
author and screenwriter Dustin Lance Black. And even if he hadn't know
that, Tom had told him. Several times. Noah flashed back to snippets of
the conversations that he couldn't really remember in total because he
was too busy staring at Tom's mouth. But Tom had mentioned "hubby" and
"D" multiple times tonight. He had even said, "Do you want to come
back to OUR place". Not "my place" but "our place."
Noah was instantly embarrassed by his own presumptuousness.
And perhaps a little disappointed that this was not the sexy invite with
the guy of his dreams (or fantasies at least). But in a way, it was
great. Noah had thought that he was going to have sex tonight. For the
first time. With a living embodiment of electric sex. Now that it had
turned into a night of platonic drinks and conversation with a famous gay
couple, the pressure was off and he could just have a good time getting
to know these guys.
Tom made a quick introduction and without skipping a beat,
Noah was instantly at ease. Drinks were pours and the three of them sat
on the large sofa in the center of the living room. It was quickly
learned that Tom and Dustin loved Stranger Things and had seen every
episode at least twice. That Noah's character was both of their
favorites. Noah was having such a good time. He was a little lightheaded
(probably from the booze and the late hour. Dustin was a handsome guy
too. He had a slender build with wide shoulders. A stern square jaw and
blond hair that fell over his eye in a very 1990's way that Noah found
very attractive. But it was hard for Noah to take his eyes off Tom for
long. He kept finding himself looking at Tom's mouth when he spoke.
He was staring at Tom's mouth one again when he felt a
sudden proximity around his face. He turned his head gently in that
direction to be met with a warm wetness on his mouth. Dustin had leaned
in and kissed Noah on the mouth. There was a gently pressure of wet lips,
but no tongue. Nothing crazy intrusive. A gentle movement of the jaw held
the kiss for a second, two, then he broke away. Noah had not felt the
desire to protest or pull away, and had felt delight at the kiss, but
when Dustin pulled away, the look on Noah's face was one of astonishment
and confusion.
The expression on Dustin's face didn't change, but the tone
of his voice did. In a patient, metered, but concerned tone, Dustin
calmly said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I thought you were sending signals. My
bad." Noah looked to Tom quickly to see the same look of concern. Noah
thought that they sat quietly for a long time, but in reality, only
second went by before Noah found the words he was looking for and willed
them out of his mouth.
"No...no....its fine. I....I didn't know that's what was
going on.....but I'm into it." The moment that Noah got this out, he
wished he could have yanked the words out of the air and shove them back
down inside his throat. He thought he sounded like a kid. Like an idiot.
And how could he be into it? What was this exactly? And as had that
thought, he knew the answer immediately. Tom and Dustin frequently picked
up men, to have fun with as a couple. I wasn't complicated. It now made
perfect sense to Noah. And he found himself smiling.
Seeing Noah smile put Tom and Dustin back at ease, and both
of their faces relaxed. Tom leaved in and kissed Noah deeply on the lips.
Noah felt his cock surge against the front of his trousers as Tom
Daley's wet tongue slipped between Noah's lips and probed his mouth.
Noah fully expected to wake up any minute.
The three young men wrapped themselves into each other on the
sofa. Noah sat between the two husbands. Noah's face and neck and mouth
were awash with mouths and tongues. A whisper then a nibble at the ear on
one side. Then the other. A hand under his shirt and over his smooth
chest until it found purchase at Noah's nipple. A gentle brushing of the
fingertips against the nipple. A strong hand gently fondled Noah's hard
dick through the fabric of his trousers. Noah groaned quietly in ecstasy.
He was still nervous, but he was so excited.
Tom pulled away and stood. He immediately began stripping off
his clothes. Dustin did the same, standing to strip, pausing to kiss Tom
on the mouth before pulling off his shoes and socks. Dustin and Tom
pulled off their underwear simultaneously revealing both of their
beautiful naked bodies. Tom was more muscular and tan than his husband.
His body was the model of perfection that Noah (and the entire world) had
seen on TV so many times. Often photographed in a skin tight speedo only,
Tom's body was a vision of Adonis perfection. And he had the hardware to
prove it. Tom's cock was semi-erect, maybe 6 inches, on its way to its
full 7 inches when hard. He was uncut, and in his current, not quite
fully erect state, his foreskin still gingerly covered the beautiful head
of his beautiful dick. Noah noticed a black rubber ring around the base
of Tom's cock and balls. Noah had seen such things in porn, but never in
person. Then again, aside from a stolen glance at a urinal, Noah had
never seen anything in person. He was interested and wanted to ask about
it, but now was not the time.
Dustin was not as muscular as his husband, but his body was
lean and his chest much more developed than Noah's own. Dustin was fair
skinned, almost pale. His broad shoulders made for a general V shape to
his body, with everything pointing down to his impressive erection.
Unlike Tom, Dustin was already hard. His cock was easily eight inches,
circumcised, and curved up toward his stomach. Noah drank in the image of
the two men, who kissed again before turning their attention back to
Noah.
They quickly but gently undressed Noah. His shirt came up
over his head. Shoes and socks discarded. Trousers unzips and Noah's
bulge gently caressed through his underwear before the black boxer briefs
were also peeled off, revealing Noah's hard dick and totally naked form.
Noah had nothing to be embarrassed by. In the last couple years, Noah's
body had gone from scrawny to just slim. His chest had picked up some
definition. His jaw had rounded just enough to make him round the curve
from looking like a boy to looking like a man. And his cock was a
perfectly respectable 6 inches and stuck straight out. Noah had not
imagined he would have anyone seeing him naked tonight, let alone two
hot, famous guys. If he had thought to be embarrassed, he didn't have
time, as Tom quickly dropped to his knee at Noah's feet and took Noah's
hard cock into his mouth.
Noah was so stimulated that time began to pass differently.
Things seemed to happen in flashes. The hot wetness of Tom's mouth made
Noah's cock feel like it was on fire. The sensation of getting his dick
sucked was unlike anything Noah had ever felt before, and for a moment,
Noah thought he might immediately ejaculate into Tom's mouth. Noah was
about ask Tom to stop or slow down, but as Noah opened his mouth to
speak, Dustin slipped his own hard dick into it. Noah was surprised, but
had no time to register it beyond a stunned look on his face, as Dustin
slid the entirety of his dick deep down into Noah's throat.
Noah immediately gagged, causing Dustin to pull back (but not
out) of his throat. Dustin paused with perhaps the last two inches of his
dick inside of Noah's mouth while Noah swallowed saliva and adjusted his
throat. Noah drew a couple of deep breaths through his nose and looked up
at Dustin with teary eyes. Dustin smiled and gently caressed Noah's chin
while he admired how handsome Noah looked with a dick in his mouth. Noah
had become soley focused on the task at hand. Noah had dreamed of sucking
dick, and now here it was. As Noah began to slowly but hungrily move his
mouth up and down on about ¾ of Dustin's cock, he didn't even notice
that he no longer felt like he was about to cum in Tom's mouth. Tom had
settled into an expert, practiced rhythm of bobbing up and down on
Noah's dick.
As time continued to slow and move in jerky cuts, they each
switched places seemingly instantly. Suddenly it was Tom's dick in
Noah's mouth. Tom's foreskin caused the head of his dick to be slightly
more pointed. Noah loved it and hoped he would have the chance to explore
this novel feature in great detail later, but for now, Noah couldn't
speak. Barely a moment went by where one of the two men's large cocks
weren't in his mouth. He was choking less. He was furiously licking
balls (mimicking what was being done to him alternatingly by the two
husbands). At some point, Tom was gently fucking Noah's mouth when Noah
felt Dustin pull his legs apart and plant his tongue on Noah's hole. The
sensation was new and equally confusing. For the first time since they
had started, Noah's mind cleared and focused to a single thought, "He
is going to fuck me."
He wasn't afraid exactly. Noah had thought about this a lot.
And while he had never done anything with any guys before, part of him
knew that he was a bottom. Whenever he found a man particularly
attractive, he imagined them penetrating him. He had watched so much porn
where an eager bottom quietly moaned while having his guts rearranged. He
had used a dildo (a gag gift from a female friend) on himself more and
more in the last few months. Part of him felt that this was inevitable.
But part of him was scared. Would be able to handle it? These
thoughts were tempered and distracted by the feeling of Dustin's tongue
on and inside his hole. It felt better than he had imagined it could. It
felt better than either of the two mouths had felt on his cock, and Noah
hadn't thought that was possible. Dustin spent a total of four or five
minutes tonging Noah's hole, but Noah would have sworn it was years.
Noah had started to forget a time when he didn't have a tongue in his
ass and a dick in his mouth.
Then in another flash jump of time, Noah was flat on his back
with Tom gently kissing his mouth. Tom's mouth had a faint taste
slightly different but similar to the taste already in Noah's mouth.
With delight, Noah realized that this was the taste of his own cock,
mixed with the taste of Dustin's cock. Noah thought it tasted like salty
candy. Noah knew one thing for sure now that he had only known in theory
when the night had begun, he was a cocksucker.
In another flash, Dustin is on his knees, positioning himself
below Noah, and gently grabbing Noah's ankles and lifting them into an
imitation yoga pose, exposing Noah's hole to him. Tom smiled and
whispered to Noah, "I want to see him fuck you, is that ok?" Tom's
British accent made everything sound so appealing. And while Noah was
still nervous and unsure, he wanted nothing more in that moment than to
give Tom what he wanted. Noah swallowed his fear and gently nodded his
head at Tom. Tom smiled and kissed Noah gently once more before pulling
away enough to get a good view of the action.
Barely a moment had passed before Noah felt a hot pressure on
his hole. Noah had been so busy staring into Tom's gorgeous face, he had
not noticed that Dustin had applied generous amounts of lube to his hard
eight inches. There was a sensation of pressure for a moment before the
head of Dustin's big cock pushed its way inside of Noah. The feeling was
so intense that Noah was unable to speak at first. He wanted to cry out
in joy and ecstasy, but also in pain and shock. He drew in a big breath
that sounded like a yelp. His eyes were wide and he looked down at Dustin
who only smiled back wryly. Dustin's smile looked like mischief, but he
had stopped. No pushing, no fucking, Dustin stayed completely still with
just the head of his thick cock just inside of Noah's pucker.
The pain wasn't too bad, but the pressure was intense. Noah
opened his mouth to tell Dustin to pull out, but just as he was about to
speak, Tom's mouth enveloped his. Tom's tongue probed Noah's mouth as
Noah grunted and tried in vain to protest the hard cock currently
violating his hole. After a few more moments, of kissing, Noah felt the
pressure build as Dustin began to push inside him one more. The pressure
was replaced by slightly more pain, but still, it wasn't the pain that
told Noah he should ask him to stop, but the panic. It seemed like things
were going too fast. Like maybe he shouldn't be doing this. Noah
realized too late why he was thinking he should slow down as he realized
that in addition to the wild new sensations of a cock in his ass and a
tongue down his throat, Noah was feeling the tingly building of pressure
at the base of his own cock. Noah grunted into Tom's mouth as his own
cock erupted, shooting roped of his hot boy spunk onto his own flat
belly.
Even as Noah realized he was cumming, his body contorted, and
he bucked against the bed. Dustin realized what was happening and chose
the point of Noah's orgasm as an opportunity and slid the majority of
his dick the rest of the way into Noah's tightness. Noah's body twisted
and writhed, half from the hard dick penetrating him deeply and half from
his own orgasm. Tom finally caught a glimpse of Noah's dick and realized
that he had cum. Tom broke his mouth away from Noah's and smiled. Noah
(still not fully recovered from his orgasm) seemed embarrassed.
"I'm...I'm sorry," Noah stammered.
Tom smiled, "Whatever for?" Tom slid his head down to
Noah's tummy and eagerly licked up the cum quickly before putting his
mouth on Noah's cock to finish the job of cleaning up. The pain of
Dustin's thick cock in Noah's ass was overtaken by the intense
sensation of Tom's mouth of Noah's cock. Noah's cock was still super
sensitive post ejaculation and he squirmed and twitched and groaned as
Tom used his tongue to lick away every last drop of Noah's jizz.
Tom continued to gently suck Noah's cock even as it began to
soften in his mouth. Without looking, Tom reached down to his own cock
and aimed it toward Noah's mouth. Noah was overwhelmed with sensation,
but if out of nothing else but confusion, Noah opened his mouth and took
Tom's thickness in once more. Tom began gently rocking his hips, sliding
his cock all the way to the back of Noah's throat. Tom's smooth nuts
came to rest on Noah's nose. Noah breathed deeply, taking in Tom's
clean, only slightly must smell. He was intoxicated by the scent.
Meanwhile, Dustin was gently sliding his full length in and
out of Noah's no longer virgin hole. Either because he had just came or
because there was a big dick up his ass, Noah could not maintain an
erection. His cock was now only semi erect despite Tom's eager mouth.
After a long time of sucking Noah's now soft cock, Tom finally allowed
it to slip out of his mouth so that he could look up at his husband as he
railed Noah's ass. Noah was so focused on the cocks in each of his holes
that he didn't even register as Tom cried out a warning of his own
impending ejaculation. The only warning Noah received was the slight
thickening of Tom's dick in his mouth before Tom thrust hard into
Noah's throat. Noah didn't have the opportunity to gag as the cock
pushed his thoat open and shot Tom's hot white cum directly down Noah's
gullet.
Tom fucked Noah's throat with short, deliberate strokes
until the last of his seed was safely deposited in Noah's belly.
Finally, Tom withdrew his cock from Noah's mouth. Noah instantly gasped
for air, his eyes filled with tears owing to the choking. But Noah
didn't wretch or cough. He swallowed eagerly and made no sound other
than gasping for air.
Tom, fully spent, gave his hubby a quick, passionate kiss
before repositioning himself above Noah on the bed. Tom gave Noah a kiss
as well. Noah, who was still recovering and seemed not to quite
understand what was going on, hungrily kissed Tom back, tasting his own
cock and jizz on his lips.
Dustin began thrusting harder. This seemed to bring Noah back
to reality. It was almost as if he hadn't noticed he was getting fucked
up the ass. But suddenly he realized what was happening again and he
began to pant lightly. There was a lot of pressure, and more than a
little pain, but Noah found that he could not believe what was happening.
It hurt, but it felt so good. Noah realized that since he had cum, the
fucking felt rougher than it had before he had cum. He even thought about
asking Dustin to stop or slow down or try a different position, but just
as Tom placed his hand around Noah's chin and began to tongue his mouth
once more, Dustin let out a grunt that sounded like something a wild
animal would have emitted. This was accompanied by a deep thrust (this
one really hurt more than anything else) and a feeling of warmth inside
as Dustin emptied his balls into Noah's guts. Dustin's body twisted as
he pounded Noah hard for two or three strokes, as if to push the load
further up inside Noah's body. Tom smiled as Noah looked up into his
eyes in amazement. Dustin, once he had finally finished, finally pulled
his cock out of Noah and collapsed next to the two other young men on the
bed.
The moment that Dustin finally withdrew his cock from Noah's
ass, Noah felt relief from the pressure and pain. He also felt as if he
had been disemboweled. He felt so empty inside. And as much as it had
hurt, he already felt like he needed more. As if reading his mind, Tom
kissed first Dustin and then Noah before giving a cheeky smile and
saying, "Let's order some food. Then after we eat, I'll fuck you
too."
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/collegiate-crossover | Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2023 14:00:41 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Collegiate Crossover Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. I have no idea about the sexuality of the gentlemen in this story. Now, on with the show... On the campus of Michigan university, A football quarterback named Alex Orji and a gymnast named Frederick Richard had just made a wager. The gymnast said he could jump higher than the quarterback. The loser has to get fucked. Unfortunately, Frederick lost.... BADLY. Alex grinned from ear to ear. "You know what you gotta do now, don't you?" Alex asked gleefully. "What?" Frederick asked. "Well, first you got strip out of all them clothes!" Alex said as he sat down in a seat. Frederick just shook his head. "I can't believe I messed up like that!" He thought to himself. "Come on, now." Alex said, waiting impatiently. Frederick sighed deeply. Then he began to take off his clothes, starting with his socks. When Alex saw Frederick's smooth, manicured toes, he smiled. He had a thing for pretty feet and Frederick had some real pretty feet. Then Frederick took off his shirt. "I knew it!" Alex said, excitedly. "Knew what?" Frederick asked. "Ya'll gymnasts are really built." Alex said. "I would hope so." Frederick said. "I mean, we do swing our bodies around." Alex just rolled his eyes and said, "Keep stripping." The next thing Frederick took off was his gym shorts. When he took them off, Alex's mind was blown. "Damn, bro! You come in here wearing that!" At that very moment, Frederick was wearing a pair of sheer see-thru undies. You could see all his bits and pieces. "Um...It's laundry day." Frederick said shyly. "These were the only clean drawers I had." "Come here." Alex said. Frederick, slowly, walked towards him. When he got to him, Alex roughly turned him around. "Damn, this ass is fat!" Alex exclaimed as he caressed Frederick's backside. He smiled broadly as he patted Frederick's butt. "Mmmm." Frederick moaned softly. "You mind if I tear these drawers off you?" Alex asked. Before he got his answer, he tore Frederick's underwear off his body. "I'll buy you a new pair." Now Frederick stood butterball naked in front of Alex. He had to admit, he was a bit uncomfortable. "You look so uncomfortable right now." Alex said. "I mean, I'm the only one standing here, naked." Frederick said. "I can change that." Alex said. He quickly took off his shoes and socks. Then he took off his shirt. The only thing he had on was his pants. "Can you help me with these pants?" So, Frederick undid the drawstring of Alex's sweatpants and pulled the sweatpants all the way down. When he looked up, Frederick's jaw dropped. "You're not wearing any underwear!" He exclaimed in surprise. He stood there and stared at Alex's dick, which had to be, at least, ten inches! "It's ten inches." Alex said, sensing the question in Frederick's mind. "Would you like to have a lick?" Frederick licked his lips. "Yes." Frederick said. "Then you won't mind doing one thing for me." Alex said. "What's that?" Frederick asked. Alex walked over to the Pommel horse. "I want you to crawl, on your hands and knees over to me." He said. Then I'll let you suck my dick." Frederick didn't seem phased or put off by this demand. He got down on his hands and knees and began to crawl. As he crawled, he heard Alex whistling lewdly. "Look at that ass! That as is fat!" As Frederick continued to crawl towards Alex, Alex asked, "Can you shake that ass as you crawl to me?" So, as Frederick crawled towards him, he shook his ass. Alex licked his lips, reached into his pants, and stroked his dick as he watched Frederick move. "I can't wait to get up in that ass!" Alex thought to himself excitedly. He had fucked Athletes before (mostly football players) but, he'd never fucked a gymnast. "There's a first time for everything!" When Frederick was finally in front of him, Alex reached into his pants and pulled out his dick. Frederick's jaw dropped when he saw a big Alex's dick was. "That looks huge!" He said. "How big is it?" "About nine or ten inches." Alex said. "Give or take an in or two." Instantly, Frederick's mouth started to water. As Alex stroked his dick, he could see the hunger in Frederick's eyes. Alex walked over and grabbed a folding chair and sat down. When Alex sat down, he continued to stroke his dick. Frederick crawled as fast as he could to where Alex was seated. Alex spread his legs wide and asked, "You want some of this dick?" "Yes!" Frederick said. "Then, come and get some!" Alex said. Frederick got between Alex's legs and took Alex's dick into his mouth. Frederick's mouth was warm, and it felt so good! "Mmmm." Alex moaned. "Your mouth feels so good!" "Mmmm!" Alex moaned as Frederick sucked his dick, treating it like a lollipop. The Frederick's ass caught his eye. "Damn, that ass is phat!" He reached over Frederick and caressed Frederick's ass cheeks. Frederick wiggled his ass. "This one fine ass!" SMACK! Frederick stopped sucking Alex's dick just long enough to say, "Do that again!" "With pleasure!" Alex said. This time, he hit Frederick's ass cheeks so hard, the sound echoed throughout the gym. "Mmmmm." Frederick moaned. His asshole twitched in anticipation. He sucked Alex's dick like he was a hoover vacuum pulling up dirt off a rug. "Oh fuck! Ooooh!" Alex moaned. "OOOWWWEEE!" Alex grabbed Frederick by the head and thrust his dick further down Frederick's throat. "This mouth is hot as fuck!" "Your lips are fucking wet!" Alex said, shocked. His dick was really getting hard. "I love your hot mouth, man!" He thrust his hips in and out of Frederick's mouth. "Mmmm! Shit!" Alex had never felt this kind of pleasure before. "Damn!" Alex really didn't know what to do with himself so, he slapped Frederick's fat ass... HARD! Frederick moaned as he sucked down Alex's dick down to his pubic hairs! "God damn!" He explained. "You're the first person to suck down my entire dick!" As Frederick worked on Alex's big dick, Alex reached over and began to play with Frederick's ass, grabbing it, slapping it, and sticking his middle finger up in it. "Mmmm!" Frederick moaned. "Oooh!" Frederick was getting hotter by the minute. Then, when Alex slid three fingers up his ass, his eyes got real wide, and he moaned real loud. "Fuck me!" "Sure thing, bro!" Alex said excitedly. He stroked his dick as he walked behind Frederick. As he got down behind Frederick, he slapped Frederick's ass one last time. "Here I come!" Alex slid his sizable dick up Frederick's hole. "OOH SHIT!" Frederick cried out. "GOD DAMN!" "Fuck!" Frederick thought. "I haven't been with a big dick like this in a long time!" Alex long stroked Frederick's hole. "Jesus! My ass!" As he fucked Frederick's hole, Alex sped up his stroke. "Lord Jesus!" "What's all the fuss about?" Alex said with an evil grin. "You know damn well what the fuss is about." Frederick said. "You're fucking my ass deep!" "That's deep?" Alex asked. "That ain't deep." Then he began to piston fuck Frederick's hole. "Oh shit! God damn! My ass! Dear Lord!" Frederick moaned. Alex grinned from ear to ear and said, "Now, that's deep!" "Now, bounce that ass on my dick!" Alex said forcefully. Frederick obediently bounced up and down on Alex's big dick. "Oooh, yea! Bounce, baby, bounce!" SLAP! SLAP! Those slaps caused Alex bounce on that dick a little faster. "You like when I slap that ass, hunh?" SLAP! SLAP! Alex was fucking Frederick so hard, Frederick collapsed onto the floor! Alex just looked at Frederick's as Frederick just laid there, on the floor. "Look at that fat ass!" Alex laid down on top of Fredrick, sliding his dick back up inside Frederick's ass. "Mmmm." Frederick moaned. "Oooh!" At this point, the pleasure Frederick felt was too much to handle. So, he tried to crawl out from under Alex. "Where do you think you're going, bruh?" Alex said. Before Frederick could answer, Alex put him in a headlock, locking him down into position. Then he piston fucked his hole. "FFUUCCKK!" Frederick cried out. "I'm gonna cummm!" "What's that got to do with me?" Alex asked as he continued to fuck Frederick hard. "Oooh, SHIT!" Frederick cried out. "God damn!" At this point, Frederick's dick was as hard as steel. Then Alex was able to flip Frederick onto his back, Frederick now being on top, Alex's dick still inside him. As he fucked Frederick down, Frederick's body trembled. "I'm cummin!" Frederick growled. Cum shot from his dick like a volcano. Frederick was shocked. He had never cum hands free before. Seconds later, Frederick felt Alex's cum shoot up his asshole. "You feel all my cum up in you, don't you?" Alex asked. "Coating your intestines!" Alex pushed Frederick off him, laying him on his stomach. Frederick tried to get up but, Alex pushed him back down and said, "I didn't tell you to move!" Alex got between Frederick's legs and spread his ass cheeks apart. Then Alex stuck his tongue up Frederick's asshole. "No... not again! Fuck!" Frederick moaned. He reached back and tried to push Alex's head away from his hole. Alex grabbed his arm and held it behind his back as he continued to eat Frederick out. "MMMM! AHHHHHH!" At this point, Frederick had cum twice on the gym mats underneath him. "Don't you dare move." Alex said as he stood up. He walked over to Frederick's head and put his bare feet on Frederick's head. "MMMMM! OOOOOH! I'M GONNA CUMMM!" Seconds later, he felt what he thought was Alex's cum all over his back and head. He dumped several loads on Frederick's body. "Stay right there. Don't move." For several minutes, Frederick didn't hear a sound. Then he heard some clicking sounds. "Are you taking pictures of my naked body?" He asked. Alex just chuckled. "Now put your clothes back on." Frederick was about to head to the shower. "Where do you think you're going?" Alex asked. "I gotta take a shower." Frederick said. "No!" Alex said. "I want you to leave all that cum all over your body." Frederick looked at Alex as if he were crazy. "And leave your drawers with me." "You aren't gonna let me put on my drawers?" Frederick asked, shocked. "Nope." Alex said. "I'll clean you up when I see you at my dorm tonight." Frederick shook his head in disbelief. As he walked passed Alex, Alex slapped his ass again. This time, the slap really hurt. "Hurts so good." Frederick thought to himself as he left the gym. The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2023 14:00:41 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Collegiate Crossover
Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction. I have no idea about the
sexuality of the gentlemen in this story. Now, on with the show...
On the campus of Michigan university, A football quarterback named Alex
Orji and a gymnast named Frederick Richard had just made a wager. The
gymnast said he could jump higher than the quarterback. The loser has to
get fucked. Unfortunately, Frederick lost.... BADLY. Alex grinned from
ear to ear.
"You know what you gotta do now, don't you?" Alex asked gleefully.
"What?" Frederick asked. "Well, first you got strip out of all them
clothes!" Alex said as he sat down in a seat. Frederick just shook his
head. "I can't believe I messed up like that!" He thought to
himself. "Come on, now." Alex said, waiting impatiently. Frederick
sighed deeply. Then he began to take off his clothes, starting with his
socks. When Alex saw Frederick's smooth, manicured toes, he smiled. He
had a thing for pretty feet and Frederick had some real pretty feet.
Then Frederick took off his shirt. "I knew it!" Alex said, excitedly.
"Knew what?" Frederick asked. "Ya'll gymnasts are really built."
Alex said. "I would hope so." Frederick said. "I mean, we do swing
our bodies around." Alex just rolled his eyes and said, "Keep
stripping." The next thing Frederick took off was his gym shorts. When
he took them off, Alex's mind was blown. "Damn, bro! You come in here
wearing that!"
At that very moment, Frederick was wearing a pair of sheer see-thru
undies. You could see all his bits and pieces. "Um...It's laundry
day." Frederick said shyly. "These were the only clean drawers I
had." "Come here." Alex said. Frederick, slowly, walked towards
him. When he got to him, Alex roughly turned him around. "Damn, this
ass is fat!" Alex exclaimed as he caressed Frederick's backside. He
smiled broadly as he patted Frederick's butt. "Mmmm." Frederick
moaned softly. "You mind if I tear these drawers off you?" Alex
asked. Before he got his answer, he tore Frederick's underwear off his
body. "I'll buy you a new pair."
Now Frederick stood butterball naked in front of Alex. He had to admit,
he was a bit uncomfortable. "You look so uncomfortable right now."
Alex said. "I mean, I'm the only one standing here, naked."
Frederick said. "I can change that." Alex said. He quickly took off
his shoes and socks. Then he took off his shirt. The only thing he had
on was his pants. "Can you help me with these pants?"
So, Frederick undid the drawstring of Alex's sweatpants and pulled the
sweatpants all the way down. When he looked up, Frederick's jaw
dropped. "You're not wearing any underwear!" He exclaimed in
surprise. He stood there and stared at Alex's dick, which had to be, at
least, ten inches! "It's ten inches." Alex said, sensing the question
in Frederick's mind. "Would you like to have a lick?"
Frederick licked his lips. "Yes." Frederick said. "Then you won't
mind doing one thing for me." Alex said. "What's that?" Frederick
asked. Alex walked over to the Pommel horse. "I want you to crawl, on
your hands and knees over to me." He said. Then I'll let you suck my
dick." Frederick didn't seem phased or put off by this demand. He got
down on his hands and knees and began to crawl. As he crawled, he heard
Alex whistling lewdly. "Look at that ass! That as is fat!"
As Frederick continued to crawl towards Alex, Alex asked, "Can you shake
that ass as you crawl to me?" So, as Frederick crawled towards him, he
shook his ass. Alex licked his lips, reached into his pants, and stroked
his dick as he watched Frederick move. "I can't wait to get up in that
ass!" Alex thought to himself excitedly. He had fucked Athletes before
(mostly football players) but, he'd never fucked a gymnast. "There's a
first time for everything!"
When Frederick was finally in front of him, Alex reached into his pants
and pulled out his dick. Frederick's jaw dropped when he saw a big
Alex's dick was. "That looks huge!" He said. "How big is it?"
"About nine or ten inches." Alex said. "Give or take an in or two."
Instantly, Frederick's mouth started to water. As Alex stroked his
dick, he could see the hunger in Frederick's eyes. Alex walked over
and grabbed a folding chair and sat down.
When Alex sat down, he continued to stroke his dick. Frederick crawled
as fast as he could to where Alex was seated. Alex spread his legs wide
and asked, "You want some of this dick?" "Yes!" Frederick said.
"Then, come and get some!" Alex said. Frederick got between Alex's
legs and took Alex's dick into his mouth. Frederick's mouth was warm,
and it felt so good! "Mmmm." Alex moaned. "Your mouth feels so
good!"
"Mmmm!" Alex moaned as Frederick sucked his dick, treating it like a
lollipop. The Frederick's ass caught his eye. "Damn, that ass is
phat!" He reached over Frederick and caressed Frederick's ass cheeks.
Frederick wiggled his ass. "This one fine ass!" SMACK! Frederick
stopped sucking Alex's dick just long enough to say, "Do that again!"
"With pleasure!" Alex said. This time, he hit Frederick's ass cheeks
so hard, the sound echoed throughout the gym. "Mmmmm." Frederick
moaned. His asshole twitched in anticipation. He sucked Alex's dick
like he was a hoover vacuum pulling up dirt off a rug. "Oh fuck!
Ooooh!" Alex moaned. "OOOWWWEEE!" Alex grabbed Frederick by the head
and thrust his dick further down Frederick's throat. "This mouth is hot
as fuck!"
"Your lips are fucking wet!" Alex said, shocked. His dick was really
getting hard. "I love your hot mouth, man!" He thrust his hips in and
out of Frederick's mouth. "Mmmm! Shit!" Alex had never felt this
kind of pleasure before. "Damn!" Alex really didn't know what to do
with himself so, he slapped Frederick's fat ass... HARD! Frederick
moaned as he sucked down Alex's dick down to his pubic hairs! "God
damn!" He explained. "You're the first person to suck down my entire
dick!"
As Frederick worked on Alex's big dick, Alex reached over and began to
play with Frederick's ass, grabbing it, slapping it, and sticking his
middle finger up in it. "Mmmm!" Frederick moaned. "Oooh!" Frederick
was getting hotter by the minute. Then, when Alex slid three fingers up
his ass, his eyes got real wide, and he moaned real loud. "Fuck me!"
"Sure thing, bro!" Alex said excitedly. He stroked his dick as he
walked behind Frederick. As he got down behind Frederick, he slapped
Frederick's ass one last time. "Here I come!"
Alex slid his sizable dick up Frederick's hole. "OOH SHIT!" Frederick
cried out. "GOD DAMN!" "Fuck!" Frederick thought. "I haven't been
with a big dick like this in a long time!" Alex long stroked
Frederick's hole. "Jesus! My ass!" As he fucked Frederick's hole,
Alex sped up his stroke. "Lord Jesus!" "What's all the fuss about?"
Alex said with an evil grin. "You know damn well what the fuss is
about." Frederick said. "You're fucking my ass deep!" "That's
deep?" Alex asked. "That ain't deep." Then he began to piston fuck
Frederick's hole. "Oh shit! God damn! My ass! Dear Lord!"
Frederick moaned. Alex grinned from ear to ear and said, "Now, that's
deep!"
"Now, bounce that ass on my dick!" Alex said forcefully. Frederick
obediently bounced up and down on Alex's big dick. "Oooh, yea! Bounce,
baby, bounce!" SLAP! SLAP! Those slaps caused Alex bounce on that dick
a little faster. "You like when I slap that ass, hunh?" SLAP! SLAP!
Alex was fucking Frederick so hard, Frederick collapsed onto the floor!
Alex just looked at Frederick's as Frederick just laid there, on the
floor. "Look at that fat ass!"
Alex laid down on top of Fredrick, sliding his dick back up inside
Frederick's ass. "Mmmm." Frederick moaned. "Oooh!" At this point,
the pleasure Frederick felt was too much to handle. So, he tried to
crawl out from under Alex. "Where do you think you're going, bruh?"
Alex said. Before Frederick could answer, Alex put him in a headlock,
locking him down into position. Then he piston fucked his hole.
"FFUUCCKK!" Frederick cried out. "I'm gonna cummm!"
"What's that got to do with me?" Alex asked as he continued to fuck
Frederick hard. "Oooh, SHIT!" Frederick cried out. "God damn!" At
this point, Frederick's dick was as hard as steel. Then Alex was able
to flip Frederick onto his back, Frederick now being on top, Alex's dick
still inside him. As he fucked Frederick down, Frederick's body
trembled. "I'm cummin!" Frederick growled. Cum shot from his dick
like a volcano. Frederick was shocked. He had never cum hands free
before. Seconds later, Frederick felt Alex's cum shoot up his asshole.
"You feel all my cum up in you, don't you?" Alex asked. "Coating your
intestines!"
Alex pushed Frederick off him, laying him on his stomach. Frederick
tried to get up but, Alex pushed him back down and said, "I didn't tell
you to move!" Alex got between Frederick's legs and spread his ass
cheeks apart. Then Alex stuck his tongue up Frederick's asshole.
"No... not again! Fuck!" Frederick moaned. He reached back and tried
to push Alex's head away from his hole. Alex grabbed his arm and held
it behind his back as he continued to eat Frederick out. "MMMM!
AHHHHHH!" At this point, Frederick had cum twice on the gym mats
underneath him.
"Don't you dare move." Alex said as he stood up. He walked over to
Frederick's head and put his bare feet on Frederick's head. "MMMMM!
OOOOOH! I'M GONNA CUMMM!" Seconds later, he felt what he thought was
Alex's cum all over his back and head. He dumped several loads on
Frederick's body. "Stay right there. Don't move." For several
minutes, Frederick didn't hear a sound. Then he heard some clicking
sounds. "Are you taking pictures of my naked body?" He asked. Alex
just chuckled. "Now put your clothes back on."
Frederick was about to head to the shower. "Where do you think you're
going?" Alex asked. "I gotta take a shower." Frederick said. "No!"
Alex said. "I want you to leave all that cum all over your body."
Frederick looked at Alex as if he were crazy. "And leave your drawers
with me." "You aren't gonna let me put on my drawers?" Frederick
asked, shocked. "Nope." Alex said. "I'll clean you up when I see you
at my dorm tonight." Frederick shook his head in disbelief. As he
walked passed Alex, Alex slapped his ass again. This time, the slap
really hurt. "Hurts so good." Frederick thought to himself as he left
the gym.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/anthony-and-the-jol | Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2023 16:00:26 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Anthony and the JOL The following standalone story is based off the Season 2 Episode 3-episode story "Summer Camp" from the Syfy channel Anthology TV series Beyond Belief: Fact or Fiction. It is set in 1998 (following the events in the tale where the boys are now friends) when the episode originally aired with the characters as the exact ages the actors were at the time. The story contains scenes of underage nudity, masturbation, suggestive language, and sexual situations. If these subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are not of legal age to read this, please leave now. I do not have any ownership rights to the TV series, which belongs to creator Lynn Lehmann along with FOX and the Syfy network. The story "Summer Camp" belongs to writers Scott Peters and Robert Tralins. The characters sexualities in this story do not imply anything about that of the original characters in the episode nor the actors. The characters of Dace and Tyler are names I gave to the two unnamed black campers played by Aldis and Edwin Hodge, who appear with three other campers towards the end of the story, whose original names are given at the end. Thank you for reading. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Questions/comments: [email protected] Anthony and the J.O.L. © James Jenkins 2023 Anthony Shaw's family moved to a new city when he was 14-years old, and it took some time to make new friends. Ironically, he met a pair of joking clowns from summer camp a bit younger than him named Darren and Marty. They had a 13-year-old camp pal, a black kid named Tyler who was the most popular kid on the street. The dark ginger-haired bookworm did know a few other boys from camp, but he stayed closer to Darren, Marty, and Tyler because hanging out with them was better than being a loner. Plus, Tyler was the Leader of J.O.L., a club that only had 6 members when he first heard of it. He asked the two idiots he now came to regard as friends what JOL stood for, and they said that it was a secret, and that Anthony would eventually find out, or not? "You never asked to join the club," they said to him after a study session. "You'll become a member without knowing you're in, or not?" It was the curious part that confused him, but Anthony just decided to be glad to hang out with them, even if he had to beat it when they held a club meeting. Especially, because these guys were cool and different from most of the other kids that he knew. The shy yet precocious teen had no idea that this weird but "cool" stuff that they started to do was a traditional initiation into the club. Anthony could never put them both together. The first time Anthony was invited into their hangout spot, he was watching "Godzilla" on T.V. in a third-floor bedroom with Marty, Darren, and another black kid from camp that he barely knew. Marty and Darren were playing "Magic: The Gathering" and cursing up a frenzy over not being able to fully outmatch the other. Anthony did notice that they hinted five times that Tyler was taking a shower. He wasn't sure why they kept talking it, but they did. Several minutes had passed since they went into the room when Tyler's mother poked her head in and said that she was off to a neighborhood watch meeting, and that Tyler was responsible until she got home. A few minutes after their mother had left for her meeting, Tyler came bursting into the room wrapped in a towel. "Are there any hot chicks in here?" He said loudly with a childish mocking voice. The darkish-blonde mop-haired ex-jerk told him that there weren't any cute girls. "It just us, Dace, and the new kid." He spoke. Anthony was the new kid and Dace was another black kid from camp he barely knew. Tyler walked up to the quiet boy and shook his hand. He seemed to already know Dace. Anthony watched Tyler walk over to a dresser in the corner of the room and drop his blue towel. One could totally see his butt, yet nobody seemed to give a damn. Anthony was focused on getting the look of shock from his face and trying not to stare. Darren called out to his camp bud, Tyler. "Tyler, show me how to use Hellish Rebuke on this shitty Darksteel Colossus." Darren said agitated. He thought that Tyler would put some shorts on first, but he didn't. He turned and Anthony thought it was the first time that he'd seen a dick with hair on it. The nerdy kid was surprised because compared to his peers back at his old school, he hardly had any hairs on his dick, and it wasn't as big as Tyler's schlong either. Tyler put his hands on his hips and stood completely nude, looking peeved at his big-mouthed white friend. It got heated for a minute, but they ended up in uproarious laughter. "Did you just use the "S" word with me Darren? What did I tell you about that?" Tyler asked offended. It was weird to watch the clown prince get scolded by his 13-year-old, naked friend. "What?" the blue-eyed boy said looking nervous. But then Tyler went on a long run of the word kids get hit in the head for saying out loud. "Am I speaking dorkinese?" Tyler asked. "You heard what I said you smartass dickhead douche boy. What in the hell have I told you a hundred times about fucking saying "shit" to me? Shit is a no-way Jose word you shouldn't say to a brother like that. Want me to teach you a lesson with a good old Swirly? Oh, by the way shit for brains, I wouldn't have played that so early, but you'll figure it out. You weasel shit. Wanna see something really cool you've gotta have a look here. See, I've already got my fucking pubes, not little peach fuzz like girls I know!" Tyler said as he rubbed his dumbstruck pal's hand on the curly bush of black hair around his penis. They were all rolling around laughing when Tyler jumped up and shouted, "Last fucker in the fucking pool is a girly virgin bitch!" and he ran naked from the room. Marty and Darren jumped up and Dace and Anthony followed. They ran through the house and Tyler was just jumping in the water as the former bullies were stripping off their clothes. It was just Dace and Anthony, as he was just kicking off his socks. Marty and Darren shouted at Anthony as they jumped naked into the pool. "C'mon! Ant. You can do it! you don't have anything we don't got!" stout Marty said to Anthony. The supposed super boy didn't even think about it and did something he'd never done before. Brazenly he stripped naked in front of the other boys, ran to the edge of the pool, and jumped just as Dace was pulling down his grey Hanes briefs. They all cheered for him, dunking, and splashing Anthony. Tyler started calling Dace a girly bitch, but they didn't take it any further than that. The boys all got in and out of the pool at random times and jumped in revealing their naked pricks for any who might see. It was the most incredible thing that Anthony had ever done, beaming with inconceivable pride. They even went back into the room and sat around naked, playing "Final Fantasy VII" until it was time for the others to go home. Anthony's next visit to Tyler's house was a little different, but ironically similar. This time it was just Marty, Darren, and him in the room watching T.V. until his mother left for a book club meeting. Except they'd been talking about popping boners and beating-off. Anthony went as far as admitting to popping boners at random but didn't really admit or deny playing with his dick. Right after Tyler's mom left for the evening, Jason came in on cue wrapped in a towel and took it off as soon as he saw that it was just Anthony and their friends. Then Tyler made another one of his proud boasts. "If there are any girls in here, run and hide because I'm `bout to pull the Big One out." Tyler said. Then he looked at the boy who became something of a hero at camp and said to his friends. "He's not gonna freak out, is he?" referring to Anthony. Darren answered Tyler "I don't think so. He gets boners and he knows what jacking off is." then slyly turned to Anthony and said: "Tyler's gonna jack-off, you don't mind, do you?" Anthony just shook his head in denial and the three of them watched as Tyler slowly started to rub his dark cock. They were like a modern version of the stranded kids in "Lord of the Flies." "Shit Tyler! You sure know how to get that monster super-sized!" blue-eyed Marty said in astonishment. "Get a look ladies and I'll give you the greatest show ever!" Tyler said with relish. They all rushed over and got a prime viewing spot on the carpeted floor where his hard penis was less than a foot away from them. They all watched as he explained how he preferred to hold it, and which way feels the best. "Wow! It's so damn huge and just watching it makes mine get mega hard." Darren said awestruck. Anthony was happy that he said that because his cock so far wasn't getting hard, it had already been hard from the minute he learned that Tyler was gonna beat his meat. "Cop a feel how hard it is." Tyler said letting go of his boner. Cherub-faced Marty reached over and grabbed on to it and gave it a few pulls and squeezes. Darren then boldly took ahold of it and really inspected it. He was practically jacking Tyler off when the groaning boy stopped him. "Hey you creep! Give Ant a turn to touch it. You almost made me bust!" Tyler said a tad pissed off at Darren. Marty and Darren told their victim now pal to go for it, and Anthony did so. "Oh God! it is hard, and hot!" Anthony said shocked. Then he let it go because he didn't want to be a creep. "Okay! someone make me jizz!" Tyler said and brunette crop-haired Marty was the first to grab the 5-inch firm cock. He sat on Tyler's lean legs and started to jack him off. Darren looked at the boy he just loved to tease and smiled. "Watch this! you ever seen a guy get off a good one?" he asked with a suggestive grin. Blushingly Anthony said "No." "It's coolest thing you'll ever see. Tyler's gonna us all hand jobs after he rubs one out. You've cum before yourself, right" goofball Marty asked, and again the reluctant boy answered no. Somehow Darren was excited to hear that Anthony hadn't "Hey Tyler! Little Ant's never got one off yet!" He said with a devious tone. "No problem, that'll be fixed soon!" Tyler said. Tyler started guiding Marty, whose rotund cheeks flushed pink. He was telling him that he was very close to exploding. They watched hypnotically as Tyler began bucking and groaning. "On my way!" he shouted. "Mmm I gonna cum!" came the final shout as the whites of his eyes briefly showed. Then white cum just blew out of his dick and it flew in a helter skelter frenzy. Most of it on him and Marty, but still some of it landed on Anthony and Darren. Marty was the first to pull down his pants and present his boner to Tyler. Tyler got a strong full-hand grip on the 4-inch shaft and in less than a minute he had the chunky boy going wild. He was jacking that little hard cock so fast, that his hand was a haze. Marty's fat butt came up off the carpet and he bucked with his back arched and pouty mouth wide open for about 8 seconds before collapsing back on the carpet. Then Darren got the same present, but it took Tyler about twice as long to make Darren bust a nut too. But it also lasted longer and seemed more amazing that what Marty had. Next it was Anthony's turn, even though he didn't have any confidence being any more impressive. But that changed about 50 seconds into the 4-finger grip that Tyler was working on the long-faced teen's 5-inches of solid cock. Pantingly the boy they used to harp on just kept saying "Fuck! Crap! Mmm! Shit! finishing off with a long Raaagggghhhhh HOLY SHIT! as his butt rose off the floor, his cock was bulging like mad and Anthony was sure that he was about to piss all over himself, and then he felt warm wetness splash on his pale stomach. but knew that it wasn't yellow. "Whoa he's really blasting off!" Tyler shouted. "Look at that! He shot a shitload of cum!" Anthony was heaving for air as he looked at his stomach and saw chalky-cloudy puddles all over the place and a few cloud white drops strewn about. Marty and Darren where clapping and chanting "He's a Cum Canon, He's a Cum Canon!" and that's when Anthony was deemed worthy to be a member of the Cum Cadets Club. Four days later Anthony was re-introduced to each of the fellow members and he became a brother after he received what was known as a "Pivot Man Faptism" by the entire WSA which, at that time consisted of Tyler-13, Darren-13, Marty-12, Anthony himself-14,Shang-11, Luke-12, Dace-12, and Miguel-10. But the Pivot Man Faptism's another other boys tale to be told. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 01 Aug 2023 16:00:26 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Anthony and the JOL
The following standalone story is based off the Season 2 Episode 3-episode
story "Summer Camp" from the Syfy channel Anthology TV series Beyond
Belief: Fact or Fiction. It is set in 1998 (following the events in the
tale where the boys are now friends) when the episode originally aired with
the characters as the exact ages the actors were at the time. The story
contains scenes of underage nudity, masturbation, suggestive language, and
sexual situations. If these subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you
are not of legal age to read this, please leave now.
I do not have any ownership rights to the TV series, which belongs to
creator Lynn Lehmann along with FOX and the Syfy network. The story "Summer
Camp" belongs to writers Scott Peters and Robert Tralins. The characters
sexualities in this story do not imply anything about that of the original
characters in the episode nor the actors.
The characters of Dace and Tyler are names I gave to the two unnamed black
campers played by Aldis and Edwin Hodge, who appear with three other
campers towards the end of the story, whose original names are given at the
end.
Thank you for reading.
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
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Anthony and the J.O.L.
© James Jenkins 2023
Anthony Shaw's family moved to a new city when he was 14-years old, and it
took some time to make new friends. Ironically, he met a pair of joking
clowns from summer camp a bit younger than him named Darren and Marty. They
had a 13-year-old camp pal, a black kid named Tyler who was the most
popular kid on the street. The dark ginger-haired bookworm did know a few
other boys from camp, but he stayed closer to Darren, Marty, and Tyler
because hanging out with them was better than being a loner. Plus, Tyler
was the Leader of J.O.L., a club that only had 6 members when he first
heard of it. He asked the two idiots he now came to regard as friends what
JOL stood for, and they said that it was a secret, and that Anthony would
eventually find out, or not?
"You never asked to join the club," they said to him after a study
session. "You'll become a member without knowing you're in, or not?" It was
the curious part that confused him, but Anthony just decided to be glad to
hang out with them, even if he had to beat it when they held a club
meeting. Especially, because these guys were cool and different from most
of the other kids that he knew. The shy yet precocious teen had no idea
that this weird but "cool" stuff that they started to do was a traditional
initiation into the club. Anthony could never put them both together.
The first time Anthony was invited into their hangout spot, he was watching
"Godzilla" on T.V. in a third-floor bedroom with Marty, Darren, and another
black kid from camp that he barely knew. Marty and Darren were playing
"Magic: The Gathering" and cursing up a frenzy over not being able to fully
outmatch the other. Anthony did notice that they hinted five times that
Tyler was taking a shower. He wasn't sure why they kept talking it, but
they did.
Several minutes had passed since they went into the room when Tyler's
mother poked her head in and said that she was off to a neighborhood watch
meeting, and that Tyler was responsible until she got home. A few minutes
after their mother had left for her meeting, Tyler came bursting into the
room wrapped in a towel.
"Are there any hot chicks in here?" He said loudly with a childish mocking
voice.
The darkish-blonde mop-haired ex-jerk told him that there weren't any cute
girls. "It just us, Dace, and the new kid." He spoke. Anthony was the new
kid and Dace was another black kid from camp he barely knew. Tyler walked
up to the quiet boy and shook his hand. He seemed to already know
Dace. Anthony watched Tyler walk over to a dresser in the corner of the
room and drop his blue towel. One could totally see his butt, yet nobody
seemed to give a damn. Anthony was focused on getting the look of shock
from his face and trying not to stare. Darren called out to his camp bud,
Tyler.
"Tyler, show me how to use Hellish Rebuke on this shitty Darksteel
Colossus." Darren said agitated.
He thought that Tyler would put some shorts on first, but he didn't. He
turned and Anthony thought it was the first time that he'd seen a dick with
hair on it. The nerdy kid was surprised because compared to his peers back
at his old school, he hardly had any hairs on his dick, and it wasn't as
big as Tyler's schlong either. Tyler put his hands on his hips and stood
completely nude, looking peeved at his big-mouthed white friend. It got
heated for a minute, but they ended up in uproarious laughter.
"Did you just use the "S" word with me Darren? What did I tell you about
that?" Tyler asked offended. It was weird to watch the clown prince get
scolded by his 13-year-old, naked friend.
"What?" the blue-eyed boy said looking nervous. But then Tyler went on a
long run of the word kids get hit in the head for saying out loud.
"Am I speaking dorkinese?" Tyler asked. "You heard what I said you smartass
dickhead douche boy. What in the hell have I told you a hundred times about
fucking saying "shit" to me? Shit is a no-way Jose word you shouldn't say
to a brother like that. Want me to teach you a lesson with a good old
Swirly? Oh, by the way shit for brains, I wouldn't have played that so
early, but you'll figure it out. You weasel shit. Wanna see something
really cool you've gotta have a look here. See, I've already got my fucking
pubes, not little peach fuzz like girls I know!" Tyler said as he rubbed
his dumbstruck pal's hand on the curly bush of black hair around his penis.
They were all rolling around laughing when Tyler jumped up and shouted,
"Last fucker in the fucking pool is a girly virgin bitch!" and he ran naked
from the room. Marty and Darren jumped up and Dace and Anthony
followed. They ran through the house and Tyler was just jumping in the
water as the former bullies were stripping off their clothes. It was just
Dace and Anthony, as he was just kicking off his socks. Marty and Darren
shouted at Anthony as they jumped naked into the pool.
"C'mon! Ant. You can do it! you don't have anything we don't got!" stout
Marty said to Anthony. The supposed super boy didn't even think about it
and did something he'd never done before. Brazenly he stripped naked in
front of the other boys, ran to the edge of the pool, and jumped just as
Dace was pulling down his grey Hanes briefs.
They all cheered for him, dunking, and splashing Anthony. Tyler started
calling Dace a girly bitch, but they didn't take it any further than
that. The boys all got in and out of the pool at random times and jumped in
revealing their naked pricks for any who might see. It was the most
incredible thing that Anthony had ever done, beaming with inconceivable
pride. They even went back into the room and sat around naked, playing
"Final Fantasy VII" until it was time for the others to go home.
Anthony's next visit to Tyler's house was a little different, but
ironically similar. This time it was just Marty, Darren, and him in the
room watching T.V. until his mother left for a book club meeting. Except
they'd been talking about popping boners and beating-off. Anthony went as
far as admitting to popping boners at random but didn't really admit or
deny playing with his dick. Right after Tyler's mom left for the evening,
Jason came in on cue wrapped in a towel and took it off as soon as he saw
that it was just Anthony and their friends. Then Tyler made another one of
his proud boasts.
"If there are any girls in here, run and hide because I'm `bout to pull the
Big One out." Tyler said.
Then he looked at the boy who became something of a hero at camp and said
to his friends. "He's not gonna freak out, is he?" referring to Anthony.
Darren answered Tyler "I don't think so. He gets boners and he knows what
jacking off is." then slyly turned to Anthony and said:
"Tyler's gonna jack-off, you don't mind, do you?" Anthony just shook his
head in denial and the three of them watched as Tyler slowly started to rub
his dark cock. They were like a modern version of the stranded kids in
"Lord of the Flies."
"Shit Tyler! You sure know how to get that monster super-sized!" blue-eyed
Marty said in astonishment.
"Get a look ladies and I'll give you the greatest show ever!" Tyler said
with relish.
They all rushed over and got a prime viewing spot on the carpeted floor
where his hard penis was less than a foot away from them. They all watched
as he explained how he preferred to hold it, and which way feels the best.
"Wow! It's so damn huge and just watching it makes mine get mega hard."
Darren said awestruck.
Anthony was happy that he said that because his cock so far wasn't getting
hard, it had already been hard from the minute he learned that Tyler was
gonna beat his meat.
"Cop a feel how hard it is." Tyler said letting go of his
boner. Cherub-faced Marty reached over and grabbed on to it and gave it a
few pulls and squeezes. Darren then boldly took ahold of it and really
inspected it. He was practically jacking Tyler off when the groaning boy
stopped him.
"Hey you creep! Give Ant a turn to touch it. You almost made me bust!"
Tyler said a tad pissed off at Darren.
Marty and Darren told their victim now pal to go for it, and Anthony did
so.
"Oh God! it is hard, and hot!" Anthony said shocked. Then he let it go
because he didn't want to be a creep.
"Okay! someone make me jizz!" Tyler said and brunette crop-haired Marty was
the first to grab the 5-inch firm cock. He sat on Tyler's lean legs and
started to jack him off.
Darren looked at the boy he just loved to tease and smiled. "Watch this!
you ever seen a guy get off a good one?" he asked with a suggestive grin.
Blushingly Anthony said "No."
"It's coolest thing you'll ever see. Tyler's gonna us all hand jobs after
he rubs one out. You've cum before yourself, right" goofball Marty asked,
and again the reluctant boy answered no.
Somehow Darren was excited to hear that Anthony hadn't "Hey Tyler! Little
Ant's never got one off yet!" He said with a devious tone.
"No problem, that'll be fixed soon!" Tyler said.
Tyler started guiding Marty, whose rotund cheeks flushed pink. He was
telling him that he was very close to exploding. They watched hypnotically
as Tyler began bucking and groaning. "On my way!" he shouted. "Mmm I gonna
cum!" came the final shout as the whites of his eyes briefly showed.
Then white cum just blew out of his dick and it flew in a helter skelter
frenzy. Most of it on him and Marty, but still some of it landed on Anthony
and Darren.
Marty was the first to pull down his pants and present his boner to
Tyler. Tyler got a strong full-hand grip on the 4-inch shaft and in less
than a minute he had the chunky boy going wild. He was jacking that little
hard cock so fast, that his hand was a haze. Marty's fat butt came up off
the carpet and he bucked with his back arched and pouty mouth wide open for
about 8 seconds before collapsing back on the carpet.
Then Darren got the same present, but it took Tyler about twice as long to
make Darren bust a nut too. But it also lasted longer and seemed more
amazing that what Marty had.
Next it was Anthony's turn, even though he didn't have any confidence being
any more impressive. But that changed about 50 seconds into the 4-finger
grip that Tyler was working on the long-faced teen's 5-inches of solid
cock.
Pantingly the boy they used to harp on just kept saying "Fuck! Crap! Mmm!
Shit! finishing off with a long Raaagggghhhhh HOLY SHIT! as his butt rose
off the floor, his cock was bulging like mad and Anthony was sure that he
was about to piss all over himself, and then he felt warm wetness splash on
his pale stomach. but knew that it wasn't yellow.
"Whoa he's really blasting off!" Tyler shouted. "Look at that! He shot a
shitload of cum!"
Anthony was heaving for air as he looked at his stomach and saw
chalky-cloudy puddles all over the place and a few cloud white drops strewn
about.
Marty and Darren where clapping and chanting "He's a Cum Canon, He's a Cum
Canon!" and that's when Anthony was deemed worthy to be a member of the Cum
Cadets Club.
Four days later Anthony was re-introduced to each of the fellow members and
he became a brother after he received what was known as a "Pivot Man
Faptism" by the entire WSA which, at that time consisted of Tyler-13,
Darren-13, Marty-12, Anthony himself-14,Shang-11, Luke-12, Dace-12, and
Miguel-10.
But the Pivot Man Faptism's another other boys tale to be told.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/out-of-hate | Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2023 21:15:14 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Out Of Hate This is a fanfiction story with the characters Spencer Cassadine (Nicholas Chavez) and Dex Heller (Evan Hofer). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL ********************************* Spencer Cassadine and Dex Heller are in the steam room getting in the same argument they have had for weeks about Dex stealing Josselyn away from his best friend Cameron. "It's your fault Cameron has left town." Spencer blames Dex. "You just like to blame me for everything don't you?" Dex replies. "You know what? I tried to be friendly." Spencer gets so angry that he wants to hit Dex, but Dex ducks and manages to grab Spencer from behind, holding the big muscle stud. "You might have big muscles, but can you use them?" Dex taunted. He cockily sways around to show off his agility. Spencer gets more frustrated and tries to get out of Dex's grip. It took a while for Spencer to manage it, but only to have his towel dropped. "Wow, too much exposure, mate!" Dex jokes. Spencer feels ashamed and angry. He suddenly grabs Dex's towel and pulls it off as well. "Guess I'm not the only--" Spencer suddenly stops with his words to realize how well indulged Dex actually is. Dex notices Spencer is distracted and suddenly grabs Spencer by his shoulders to push him down in front of him. "Why don't you take a closer look!" He teases, giving a cocky grin and wink. Spencer gets near inches from Dex's dick. "DUDE!" He shouts and tries to look away from it. Dex grabs Spencer's head. "You're acting like a dick, Spencer, but maybe it's more that you want to try to suck on a dick!" Spencer looks shocked at Dex. Dex grabs Spencer at the back of his head and pushes him towards his dick. "Open up and taste it!" Spencer tries to keep his mouth shut and gets Dex his dick at his lips. "Du--" The moment Spencer opens his mouth to say something, Dex pushes his dick up inside Spencer's mouth. "Come on, just suck it. I just know you want it!" Spencer first tries to resist until Dex's dick gets harder and Dex starts to really face fuck Spencer his mouth. Dex grins feeling Spencer has hardly any gag reflexes. "Damn you are a fantastic cock sucker, big boy!" Spencer doesn't know why, but he slobbers Dex's big dick. 'Why do I love it so much?' He thought to himself. "That's a fucking hot mouth man!" Dex cheers while face fucking Spencer some more. Eventually, Dex lets go of Spencer and lifts the big muscle stud up. "I want to fuck you!" Spencer's eyes widened. "Wha- what! No way!" Spencer says in a deep refusing tone. Dex attempted to grab Spencer and the two ended up wrestling. Only the fight gets more sensual with Dex feeling those muscles of Spencer up. Spencer resists and doesn't want to end up being fucked by Dex. To distract Dex, Spencer grabs hold of Dex's dick. Spencer's plan works and Dex gets distracted. To get back at the humiliation of Dex forcing him to suck that dick, he grabs Dex and makes him bent over the bench. "Since I sucked you, I will be the one fucking you!" Although Spencer doesn't want to admit it, Dex's cock actually satisfied his mouth. Shivers run over Dex's spine. Something inside him kinda likes it and he feels his dick twitch of the words from Spencer to fuck him. He looks at Spencer's ass cheek before hus eyes divert into that hung cock. "You're dick was never touched and got hard," Dex taunted once more, "Which means--" Before another word comes out of Dex's mouth, Spencer places Dex in position and he spreads Dex's ass cheeks to spit at Dex's hole. Excitement runs through Dex's body, feeling his ass being spit at. Dex releases a moan. Spencer's devilish grin comes widely across his face. He gives a hard slap at Dex's ass. "I'm gonna fuck that ass hard!" Dex looks over his shoulder at Spencer. "Please Spencer, let me fuck you." "No way!" Spencer replies and strokes his dick that got hard from all the wrestling that turned sensual. He aims his dick at Dex's rosebutt. "Get ready!" Dex knows he should try to relax, but before he gets there, Spencer already pushes his dick inside. "FUCK!" Dex shouts, feeling Spencer's entire dick ramming inside him like a torpedo being launched. Spencer's dick is lodged deep inside Dex. Dex's legs are shaking from the rough hard intrusion at his ass. "Now let's see what you can take!" Spencer mocks and starts to fuck Dex. Dex moans, feeling that big dick of Spencer thrusting back and forth. Each thrust faster. Spencer finds his pace and continues to fuck Dex. The steam room is filled with the echoing sound of Spencer's hips slamming against Dex's ass. Dex grunts and moans while taking Spencer's dick that is stretching his virgin ass. The sphincter of Dex has widened from Spencer's dick filling his ass up. Sweat drips from both young studly muscle bodies. Dex feels the pain ebbing away and pleasure taking over by being fucked. Spencer grabs Dex by his shoulders and continues to fuck the stud. "Take it man!" Take my entire dick up inside you." Dex feels so horny that he grabs his dick and starts to stroke it. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck! Oh my god!" Spencer notices that Dex has started to enjoy it and grins. "I guess someone enjoys to being fucked." He teases. "D-don't stop!" Suddenly, Spencer stops and takes his dick out to turn Dex around, making the latter whimper. Dex feels confused why Spencer suddenly stops. Spencer says no word and sits down on the bench and holds his dick up. Dex stares into Spencer's eyes and realizes what the muscle hunk wants him to do. Spencer strokes his dick a few times before Dex walks over to him. Dex gets his knees beside Spencer on the bench, then he lowers himself while Spencer holds his dick for Dex to get on. "Fuck... who knew this is feels good." Dex's ass gets back on that big dick, disappearing in that tight ass of Dex's. While holding Spencer's shoulders and lowering himself, he looks at Spencer. Both hunky men shared a look without words. A mix of hate and lust has taken over from them. Dex gets himself completely on Spencer's dick and while he holds himself to Spencer's brought shoulders and starts to fuck himself on that dick. Spencer rubs his hands over Dex's masculine back, holding him while Dex finds his pace to ride him. He digs his nails through the skin on Dex's back, which makes Dex moan. More and more moans escape both men's mouths. Dex feels so horny that he grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while riding Spencer. Spencer feels he's close. "Fuck! Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!" He continues to rub Dex's back and moves his hands to the front to rub Dex his pecs and abs. "Why would I want to stop when this feels good?" Dex charm comes into play again. He feels so good riding dick now. He's horny and close to cum. A few more beats with his wrapped up hand around his dick and he shoots big spurts of sperm on himself and mostly on Spencer's big round pecs. "FUUUUCK!!!" Dex shouts out while cumming. Spencer can't hold it any longer and shoots his big load inside Dex's ass. Growls and moans escape Spencer's mouth while cumming inside Dex. Dex can't believe Spencer just came inside him. Even though he enjoyed it and practically admitted it, he doesn't want to stroke Spencer's ego more. He gets up from Spencer's dick. Pain of his first fuck at his ass ever is felt but he doesn't want to give Spencer the pleasure to know that either and pretends a brave face while he grabs his towel. Spencer feels the same as not wanting Dex to know he enjoyed it as well, he stands up to grab his towel and when he looks up at Dex he suddenly gets a right hook at his lip. "What the fuck man!" Spencer says angry. "If you so ever think of fucking me again, it'syour sorry ass that'snext!" Dex warns and leaves the steam room. Spencer still confused at the fuck and the sudden right hook still grins by the thought of him just fucked Dex. Something he won't forget. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 3 Sep 2023 21:15:14 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Out Of Hate
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Spencer Cassadine (Nicholas
Chavez) and Dex Heller (Evan Hofer).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL
*********************************
Spencer Cassadine and Dex Heller are in the steam room getting in the same
argument they have had for weeks about Dex stealing Josselyn away from his
best friend Cameron.
"It's your fault Cameron has left town." Spencer blames Dex.
"You just like to blame me for everything don't you?" Dex replies. "You
know what? I tried to be friendly."
Spencer gets so angry that he wants to hit Dex, but Dex ducks and manages
to grab Spencer from behind, holding the big muscle stud.
"You might have big muscles, but can you use them?" Dex taunted. He cockily
sways around to show off his agility.
Spencer gets more frustrated and tries to get out of Dex's grip. It took a
while for Spencer to manage it, but only to have his towel dropped.
"Wow, too much exposure, mate!" Dex jokes.
Spencer feels ashamed and angry. He suddenly grabs Dex's towel and pulls it
off as well. "Guess I'm not the only--" Spencer suddenly stops with his
words to realize how well indulged Dex actually is.
Dex notices Spencer is distracted and suddenly grabs Spencer by his
shoulders to push him down in front of him. "Why don't you take a closer
look!" He teases, giving a cocky grin and wink.
Spencer gets near inches from Dex's dick. "DUDE!" He shouts and tries to
look away from it.
Dex grabs Spencer's head. "You're acting like a dick, Spencer, but maybe
it's more that you want to try to suck on a dick!"
Spencer looks shocked at Dex. Dex grabs Spencer at the back of his head
and pushes him towards his dick. "Open up and taste it!"
Spencer tries to keep his mouth shut and gets Dex his dick at his
lips. "Du--" The moment Spencer opens his mouth to say something, Dex
pushes his dick up inside Spencer's mouth.
"Come on, just suck it. I just know you want it!"
Spencer first tries to resist until Dex's dick gets harder and Dex starts
to really face fuck Spencer his mouth. Dex grins feeling Spencer has hardly
any gag reflexes. "Damn you are a fantastic cock sucker, big boy!"
Spencer doesn't know why, but he slobbers Dex's big dick. 'Why do I love it
so much?' He thought to himself.
"That's a fucking hot mouth man!" Dex cheers while face fucking Spencer
some more.
Eventually, Dex lets go of Spencer and lifts the big muscle stud up. "I
want to fuck you!"
Spencer's eyes widened. "Wha- what! No way!" Spencer says in a deep
refusing tone.
Dex attempted to grab Spencer and the two ended up wrestling. Only the
fight gets more sensual with Dex feeling those muscles of Spencer
up. Spencer resists and doesn't want to end up being fucked by Dex. To
distract Dex, Spencer grabs hold of Dex's dick. Spencer's plan works and
Dex gets distracted. To get back at the humiliation of Dex forcing him to
suck that dick, he grabs Dex and makes him bent over the bench. "Since I
sucked you, I will be the one fucking you!" Although Spencer doesn't want
to admit it, Dex's cock actually satisfied his mouth.
Shivers run over Dex's spine. Something inside him kinda likes it and he
feels his dick twitch of the words from Spencer to fuck him. He looks at
Spencer's ass cheek before hus eyes divert into that hung cock. "You're
dick was never touched and got hard," Dex taunted once more, "Which
means--"
Before another word comes out of Dex's mouth, Spencer places Dex in
position and he spreads Dex's ass cheeks to spit at Dex's hole. Excitement
runs through Dex's body, feeling his ass being spit at. Dex releases a
moan.
Spencer's devilish grin comes widely across his face. He gives a hard slap
at Dex's ass. "I'm gonna fuck that ass hard!"
Dex looks over his shoulder at Spencer. "Please Spencer, let me fuck you."
"No way!" Spencer replies and strokes his dick that got hard from all the
wrestling that turned sensual. He aims his dick at Dex's rosebutt. "Get
ready!"
Dex knows he should try to relax, but before he gets there, Spencer already
pushes his dick inside.
"FUCK!" Dex shouts, feeling Spencer's entire dick ramming inside him like a
torpedo being launched.
Spencer's dick is lodged deep inside Dex. Dex's legs are shaking from the
rough hard intrusion at his ass.
"Now let's see what you can take!" Spencer mocks and starts to fuck Dex.
Dex moans, feeling that big dick of Spencer thrusting back and forth. Each
thrust faster.
Spencer finds his pace and continues to fuck Dex. The steam room is filled
with the echoing sound of Spencer's hips slamming against Dex's ass. Dex
grunts and moans while taking Spencer's dick that is stretching his virgin
ass.
The sphincter of Dex has widened from Spencer's dick filling his ass
up. Sweat drips from both young studly muscle bodies. Dex feels the pain
ebbing away and pleasure taking over by being fucked.
Spencer grabs Dex by his shoulders and continues to fuck the stud. "Take it
man!" Take my entire dick up inside you."
Dex feels so horny that he grabs his dick and starts to stroke it. "Fuck
fuck fuck fuck! Oh my god!"
Spencer notices that Dex has started to enjoy it and grins. "I guess
someone enjoys to being fucked." He teases.
"D-don't stop!"
Suddenly, Spencer stops and takes his dick out to turn Dex around, making
the latter whimper.
Dex feels confused why Spencer suddenly stops.
Spencer says no word and sits down on the bench and holds his dick up. Dex
stares into Spencer's eyes and realizes what the muscle hunk wants him to
do. Spencer strokes his dick a few times before Dex walks over to him. Dex
gets his knees beside Spencer on the bench, then he lowers himself while
Spencer holds his dick for Dex to get on.
"Fuck... who knew this is feels good." Dex's ass gets back on that big
dick, disappearing in that tight ass of Dex's. While holding Spencer's
shoulders and lowering himself, he looks at Spencer. Both hunky men shared
a look without words.
A mix of hate and lust has taken over from them. Dex gets himself
completely on Spencer's dick and while he holds himself to Spencer's
brought shoulders and starts to fuck himself on that dick.
Spencer rubs his hands over Dex's masculine back, holding him while Dex
finds his pace to ride him. He digs his nails through the skin on Dex's
back, which makes Dex moan.
More and more moans escape both men's mouths. Dex feels so horny that he
grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it while riding Spencer.
Spencer feels he's close. "Fuck! Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!" He
continues to rub Dex's back and moves his hands to the front to rub Dex his
pecs and abs.
"Why would I want to stop when this feels good?" Dex charm comes into play
again. He feels so good riding dick now. He's horny and close to cum.
A few more beats with his wrapped up hand around his dick and he shoots big
spurts of sperm on himself and mostly on Spencer's big round pecs.
"FUUUUCK!!!" Dex shouts out while cumming.
Spencer can't hold it any longer and shoots his big load inside Dex's
ass. Growls and moans escape Spencer's mouth while cumming inside Dex. Dex
can't believe Spencer just came inside him. Even though he enjoyed it and
practically admitted it, he doesn't want to stroke Spencer's ego more. He
gets up from Spencer's dick.
Pain of his first fuck at his ass ever is felt but he doesn't want to give
Spencer the pleasure to know that either and pretends a brave face while he
grabs his towel. Spencer feels the same as not wanting Dex to know he
enjoyed it as well, he stands up to grab his towel and when he looks up at
Dex he suddenly gets a right hook at his lip.
"What the fuck man!" Spencer says angry.
"If you so ever think of fucking me again, it'syour sorry ass that'snext!"
Dex warns and leaves the steam room.
Spencer still confused at the fuck and the sudden right hook still grins by
the thought of him just fucked Dex. Something he won't forget.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-title-is-on-the-line | Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2023 16:46:54 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: The Title is on the line. The NXT champion, Carmelo, was putting his NXT title on the line against his arch Nemesis, Weslee. They each were allowed to make a stipulation. Carmelo's stipulation was that it was gonna be a tuxedo match. If you stripped the person out of their clothes, you won. Weslee's stipulation was that, when you won, your opponent had to submit to being fucked in the ass. Not only that. They also had to be your slave for a week and wear whatever you told them to. These were weird stipulations that were designed to get into each other's heads. Either way, it was gonna be a really fun night! The match started out well. Both men were dressed to the nines. Suited and booted, as they say. When they met in the ring, Weslee tried to catch Carmelo with a clothesline but missed. That left him open to a vicious neck breaker that stunned him. As he tried to get his bearings, Carmelo ripped Weslee's suit jacket off his body. Then, when Weslee turned to face Carmelo, he was met with a super kick to the face, which knocked him to the ground. Carmelo pounced on Weslee's feet and ripped off his loafers. As he thought, Weslee wasn't wearing any socks. "Hey, Weslee," he said. "Are you ticklish, man?" At that moment, Weslee's eyes popped open, and he kicked Carmelo in the face. Carmelo landed clear across the ring. The crowd cheered loudly. Weslee looked around and, for some reason, he was shocked to see people watching this match. As he looked around, Carmelo started to come to. "Damn, that man kicks harder!" He thought as he massaged his cheek. "Real hard." As Carmelo got up, Weslee speared him in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. "OWWW, SHIT!" Carmelo bellowed. He rolled around on the wrestling mat, trying to catch his breath. Then Weslee jumped onto his back. Weslee's hands went down to Carmelo's sides, tickling his ribs. "Hey, Carmelo, are YOU ticklish?" Weslee asked. "NOOO! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP!" Carmelo cried out, bursting into uproarious laughter. It took what seemed like forever for Carmelo to escape from Weslee's tickling fingers. As Carmelo was catching his breath, Weslee did an elbow drop onto Carmelo's ribs. Or, at least, he tried to. At the last second, Carmelo rolled out of the way, making Weslee miss him completely. Then Carmelo dropped and elbow on Weslee's back. "OWWW, FUCK!" Weslee groaned. Next, Carmelo split Weslee's legs apart and kicked him in the nuts. "FUCK!" Now, Carmelo had the upper hand. He was able to grab Weslee's belt off his body. Weslee's eyes got real wide. Then Carmelo grinned from ear to ear. "Now the fun begins!" Carmelo said. He turned Weslee onto his stomach and held him down with one arm. Next, he started spanking Weslee's ass with his own belt. "OWW! NO! OWWW! STOP! OWWW!" Weslee screamed in agony, his legs flailing around. When Weslee went to rub his ass, Carmelo grabbed his wrist. Then he grabbed his other wrist. "Did that hurt?" Carmelo asked as he tied Weslee's wrists together with Weslee's own belt. "Hey, man!" Weslee said. "That's cheating!" Carmelo laughed maniacally and said, "I'm gonna get this ass tonight!" Now, Carmelo flipped Weslee onto his back and unzipped and unbuttoned Weslee's slacks. "I'm gonna get you for this!" Weslee threatened. "Hush... before I spank you, again." Carmelo said with a smile. He yanked Weslee's slacks off to reveal a pair of silk black boxers with hearts underneath. "Aww, ain't that cute!" As Carmelo was talking, Weslee was desperately trying to untie himself. It was to no avail; Carmelo had tied his belt to tight around his wrists! Carmelo got up and walked over to Weslee and pulled open Weslee's dress shirt. He licked his lips. "Cute little nipples you got there." Carmelo said as he reached down and pinched Weslee's nipples. Weslee bit his lip as Carmelo continued to mess with his nipples. "Is there a problem?" The only problem was.... Weslee was getting real turned on! Weslee tried to turn his body so that Carmelo couldn't see his rock hard dick. "Where you going, man?" Carmelo asked, laughing maniacally. Then he continued to pinch and caress Weslee's nipples. "Come on, man!" Weslee said. "Stop it!" "Why?" Carmelo asked. "Are you getting turned on?" "No!" Weslee lied. "I bet your dick is real hard right now." Carmelo said. Weslee tried to wriggle out of Carmelo's grasp. "Let me see what's going on down there." Carmelo said. Weslee was desperate. He just tried to get away. Then Carmelo reached into Weslee's boxers. Can you guess what he found? "Well. Lookie what I found." Carmelo said as he slowly stroked Weslee's hard dick. "What do I have to do to keep you from embarrassing me in front of all my fans?" Weslee asked, desperate to save his dignity. "Look, man, there's nothing you can do to avoid what I'm about to do to you." Then Carmelo grabbed Weslee's boxers and ripped them off his body. Then he forced Weslee onto his stomach again. "Damn, your ass is fat!" Carmelo yanked off Weslee's pants and socks. "Remember how you tickled me a few minutes ago?" He asked. Before Weslee could answer, Carmelo began to tickle Weslee's big feet. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Weslee laughed out loud. "HAHAHAHA!" Carmelo stopped long enough to let Weslee breathe a little. "Do you submit? Do I win?" He asked. "NO!" Weslee barked defiantly. "I was hoping you'd say that." Carmelo said, grinning. Without any type of warning, Carmelo ripped Weslee's boxers off his body. "I wonder how deep that hole goes." He said. He slid his middle finger up Weslee's hole. "Damn, this ass is tight... Just the way I like it!" Weslee's eyes bugged out when he felt the pain of Carmelo's finger up his ass. He tried to get up, but Carmelo pushed him back down to the mat. Then Carmelo did something Weslee definitely wasn't expecting; he kissed on Weslee's ass gently. Weslee got real hot and bothered. "I surrender!" He screamed. "I surrender! I'm yours!" Carmelo smiled and said, "It was only a matter of time!" The ref handed Carmelo the dog collar which Carmelo put on Weslee. The he made Weslee crawl on his hands and knees around the ring. People jeered and whistled at Weslee. "Who wants to see a really good show?" Carmelo asked. Everybody roared their approval. He turned to Weslee and asked, "You gotta do everything I say, don't you?" "Yes." Weslee said softly. "I didn't hear you." Carmelo said. "Say it louder so we all can hear you.' Weslee shook his heads in disgust and said, "Yes, I gotta do everything you say." Carmelo smiled and said, "That's right!" "Now, come here, boy!" Carmelo said as he grabbed Weslee by the hair with his left hand. "Now open that mouth!" Weslee reluctantly opened his mouth. Carmelo shoved his dick down Weslee's throat. Weslee gagged several times trying to accommodate such a big dick. "Yea, man! Choke on this dick!" Weslee sucked on Carmelo's dick like he was sucking on an ice cream cone. "Ooh, fuck yea!" Carmelo reached over and smacked him on his ass. He thrust his dick down Weslee's throat, making him gag on the dick. "Your mouth is as tight as a women's pussy!" SLAP! "Are you just gonna keep smacking my ass," Weslee asked. "Or are you gonna fuck me?" "Is that what you want?" Carmelo asked. "You want me to fuck you?" He slapped Weslee's ass again. "Get on your hands and knees, in the middle of the ring, And I'll fuck you good!" Carmelo got up and Weslee was about to get up. "Naw, man. You're gonna crawl to the middle of the ring!" So, Weslee crawled to the middle of the ring. As he crawled, Carmelo was fondling and smacking his ass. By the time Weslee got to the middle of the ring, his dick was rock hard! As Weslee got into position, Carmelo pinched his butt. Weslee turned and rolled his eyes. Then Carmelo knelt down behind him. "Have you ever had your ass eaten out?" He asked. "No." Weslee said. Carmelo gripped Weslee's ass cheeks and spread them wide apart. Then he bent over and stuck his tongue into Weslee's asshole. "Oooh fuck!" Weslee had never had his as eaten... and it felt GOOD!" SLAP! "You got a real tasty ass, bruh!" Carmelo said as he began to nibble on Weslee's ass cheeks. "Mmmm!" Weslee moaned. Then Carmelo slapped Weslee's cheeks at the same time. "Mmmmm!" Carmelo sticks his tongue deep up Weslee's ass. "Oooh fuck!" "Mmmm! Delicious!" The pleasure that Weslee felt was incredible! "Eat my ass!" Weslee said. "Eat my ass!" Carmelo was munching deeply on Weslee's fine ass. "Mmm, delicious!" Carmelo said as he ate Weslee out. "Mmm, Good!" "OH MY GOD!" Suddenly, the two men heard the crowd chant, "EAT THAT ASS! EAT THAT ASS!" "Well, you heard `em." Carmelo said. "I gotta do what I gotta do." He continued to eat Weslee's ass. Weslee's body was tingling all over. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! As Carmelo at Weslee's ass, he was also using his ass as his personal drum set. "Ahhh! Ffuucckk! Mmmmm!" Weslee moaned. "Please, fuck me!" "What was that?" Carmelo asked. Weslee turned his head towards Carmelo and said, "please fuck me!" Carmelo slid his finger up Weslee's ass. Weslee's ass lips closed tightly around Carmelo's finger. "Yea, you're ready." Carmelo said as he slapped Weslee's ass. "Lean over the second rope." Weslee crawled over to the second rope and leaned over it. "Here I come." Carmelo slid his ten inch dick up Weslee's asshole. "GOD DAMN!" Weslee roared. He felt like Carmelo's dick was ripping up his insides, rearranging them. "This dick... Is tearing me... Apart!" "Good!" Carmelo said with an evil grin. He long stroked Weslee's hole, getting it wider and wider. "You're a real good piece of ass, you know that?" At first, Weslee didn't respond. Then Carmelo grabbed him by his dreads. "I asked you a question. Answer me!" Still Weslee refused. Carmelo pulled out of Weslee's ass and called for a belt. When he got the belt, he also got a pair of handcuffs. He dragged Weslee to the ring ropes and cuffed Weslee's hands to the ropes. "Today you're gonna learn whose the top dog around here!" WHACK! WHACK! He used the leather belt and tore Weslee's ass up! Weslee wasn't in pain, though. As a matter of fact, he was the opposite. He was hotter than he'd ever been. He had to keep from grinning like the Cheshire cat in `Alice in Wonderland;' That was not easy. Carmelo grabbed Weslee by the legs and, roughly, flipped him over onto his back. Before he entered Weslee, Carmelo played with Weslee's hole, patting it. "No! Ahh fuck!" Weslee cursed. Then, without warning, Carmelo slammed his dick up Weslee's hole. "FUCK!" "Take this dick!" Carmelo said as he repeatedly slammed his dick up Weslee's hole. "Take this dick!" "Oooh, my God!" Weslee exclaimed, his body trembling all over. "You like that don't you?" Carmelo said. "You like it when daddy fucks you deep, don't you?" Carmelo went from long stroking Weslee's hole to Piston fucking that hole. The change in pass drove Weslee crazy! "I don't know how much more of this I can take!" Weslee thought to himself. "Fuck!" As Carmelo fucked Weslee, he reached down and pinched Weslee's soft nipples. "Ooooh! Mmmm!" Weslee moaned with pleasure. When Carmelo tried to pinch his nipples again, Carmelo grabbed both of his hands by the wrists and held them over his head with one hand while he continued to play with Weslee's nipples with the other. "Mmmmm!" Suddenly, without warning, Weslee came, shooting his load all over his chest and splashing his cum onto Carmelo's sweaty chest. Carmelo looked at him and then looked at his chest. He wiped off some of the cum and said, "Open wide!" Without hesitation, Weslee opened his mouth. Carmelo wiped the cum into and onto Weslee's mouth. "Now, swallow." He said. Then he pulled his dick out of Weslee's asshole. He looked at Weslee devilishly. Weslee sighed knowing what was coming his way. "Lay on your stomach!" Weslee quickly got onto his stomach. Then Carmelo jerked his dick until, seconds later, he came all over Weslee's hair and back. Carmelo also came on Weslee's ass cheeks. "I guess we'd better get out of here. Other matches are gonna be happening soon." When they got backstage, they went in different directions. When he got to the locker room, Weslee was the only one there. He was glad about that. "I really wasn't down to get shit from the other wrestlers." He thought. "I guess I'd better hop into the shower." As he started to shower, he thought he'd heard a noise. "Hello?" He said out loud. No one said anything. After a few minutes, he turned and saw Carmelo standing in the doorway of the shower room. "I forgot to give you something." Carmelo said. He walked over to Weslee and grabbed his face firmly. Then he kissed Weslee on the lips! Weslee was in shock. Truth be told, he'd wanted Carmelo to do to that to him for the longest time. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Did you like that?" Carmelo asked. "Um, I'm not sure." Weslee said. "We'd better do it again." So, Carmelo kissed him more passionately this time. Instantly, Weslee's dick got rock hard. "I think you liked it." Carmelo said, smiling. "Dammit!" Weslee cursed. "Don't worry." Carmelo said. "I'll fix it." Then Carmelo removed his street clothes and stepped into the shower with Weslee. Weslee's eyes bugged out when Carmelo got down on his knees and gently grabbed Weslee's hard dick. "I wonder how it tastes." Before Weslee knew what was happening, Carmelo slid Weslee's dick into his mouth and began to suck it! HOLY SHIT! | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2023 16:46:54 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: The Title is on the line.
The NXT champion, Carmelo, was putting his NXT title on the line against
his arch Nemesis, Weslee. They each were allowed to make a stipulation.
Carmelo's stipulation was that it was gonna be a tuxedo match. If you
stripped the person out of their clothes, you won. Weslee's stipulation
was that, when you won, your opponent had to submit to being fucked in
the ass. Not only that. They also had to be your slave for a week and
wear whatever you told them to. These were weird stipulations that were
designed to get into each other's heads. Either way, it was gonna be a
really fun night!
The match started out well. Both men were dressed to the nines. Suited
and booted, as they say. When they met in the ring, Weslee tried to
catch Carmelo with a clothesline but missed. That left him open to a
vicious neck breaker that stunned him. As he tried to get his bearings,
Carmelo ripped Weslee's suit jacket off his body. Then, when Weslee
turned to face Carmelo, he was met with a super kick to the face, which
knocked him to the ground. Carmelo pounced on Weslee's feet and ripped
off his loafers.
As he thought, Weslee wasn't wearing any socks. "Hey, Weslee," he
said. "Are you ticklish, man?" At that moment, Weslee's eyes popped
open, and he kicked Carmelo in the face. Carmelo landed clear across the
ring. The crowd cheered loudly. Weslee looked around and, for some
reason, he was shocked to see people watching this match. As he looked
around, Carmelo started to come to. "Damn, that man kicks harder!" He
thought as he massaged his cheek. "Real hard."
As Carmelo got up, Weslee speared him in the stomach, knocking the wind
out of him. "OWWW, SHIT!" Carmelo bellowed. He rolled around on the
wrestling mat, trying to catch his breath. Then Weslee jumped onto his
back. Weslee's hands went down to Carmelo's sides, tickling his ribs.
"Hey, Carmelo, are YOU ticklish?" Weslee asked. "NOOO! HAHAHAHAHA!
STOP!" Carmelo cried out, bursting into uproarious laughter. It took
what seemed like forever for Carmelo to escape from Weslee's tickling
fingers.
As Carmelo was catching his breath, Weslee did an elbow drop onto
Carmelo's ribs. Or, at least, he tried to. At the last second, Carmelo
rolled out of the way, making Weslee miss him completely. Then Carmelo
dropped and elbow on Weslee's back. "OWWW, FUCK!" Weslee groaned.
Next, Carmelo split Weslee's legs apart and kicked him in the nuts.
"FUCK!"
Now, Carmelo had the upper hand. He was able to grab Weslee's belt off
his body. Weslee's eyes got real wide. Then Carmelo grinned from ear
to ear. "Now the fun begins!" Carmelo said. He turned Weslee onto his
stomach and held him down with one arm. Next, he started spanking
Weslee's ass with his own belt. "OWW! NO! OWWW! STOP! OWWW!" Weslee
screamed in agony, his legs flailing around. When Weslee went to rub his
ass, Carmelo grabbed his wrist. Then he grabbed his other wrist. "Did
that hurt?" Carmelo asked as he tied Weslee's wrists together with
Weslee's own belt. "Hey, man!" Weslee said. "That's cheating!"
Carmelo laughed maniacally and said, "I'm gonna get this ass
tonight!" Now, Carmelo flipped Weslee onto his back and unzipped and
unbuttoned Weslee's slacks. "I'm gonna get you for this!" Weslee
threatened. "Hush... before I spank you, again." Carmelo said with a
smile. He yanked Weslee's slacks off to reveal a pair of silk black
boxers with hearts underneath. "Aww, ain't that cute!"
As Carmelo was talking, Weslee was desperately trying to untie himself.
It was to no avail; Carmelo had tied his belt to tight around his
wrists! Carmelo got up and walked over to Weslee and pulled open
Weslee's dress shirt. He licked his lips. "Cute little nipples you
got there." Carmelo said as he reached down and pinched Weslee's
nipples. Weslee bit his lip as Carmelo continued to mess with his
nipples. "Is there a problem?" The only problem was.... Weslee was
getting real turned on!
Weslee tried to turn his body so that Carmelo couldn't see his rock hard
dick. "Where you going, man?" Carmelo asked, laughing maniacally.
Then he continued to pinch and caress Weslee's nipples. "Come on,
man!" Weslee said. "Stop it!" "Why?" Carmelo asked. "Are you
getting turned on?" "No!" Weslee lied. "I bet your dick is real
hard right now." Carmelo said. Weslee tried to wriggle out of
Carmelo's grasp. "Let me see what's going on down there." Carmelo
said. Weslee was desperate. He just tried to get away. Then Carmelo
reached into Weslee's boxers. Can you guess what he found?
"Well. Lookie what I found." Carmelo said as he slowly stroked
Weslee's hard dick. "What do I have to do to keep you from
embarrassing me in front of all my fans?" Weslee asked, desperate to
save his dignity. "Look, man, there's nothing you can do to avoid what
I'm about to do to you." Then Carmelo grabbed Weslee's boxers and
ripped them off his body. Then he forced Weslee onto his stomach again.
"Damn, your ass is fat!"
Carmelo yanked off Weslee's pants and socks. "Remember how you tickled
me a few minutes ago?" He asked. Before Weslee could answer, Carmelo
began to tickle Weslee's big feet. "HAHAHAHAHA!" Weslee laughed out
loud. "HAHAHAHA!" Carmelo stopped long enough to let Weslee breathe a
little. "Do you submit? Do I win?" He asked. "NO!" Weslee barked
defiantly. "I was hoping you'd say that." Carmelo said, grinning.
Without any type of warning, Carmelo ripped Weslee's boxers off his
body. "I wonder how deep that hole goes." He said. He slid his middle
finger up Weslee's hole. "Damn, this ass is tight... Just the way I like
it!" Weslee's eyes bugged out when he felt the pain of Carmelo's
finger up his ass. He tried to get up, but Carmelo pushed him back down
to the mat. Then Carmelo did something Weslee definitely wasn't
expecting; he kissed on Weslee's ass gently. Weslee got real hot and
bothered. "I surrender!" He screamed. "I surrender! I'm yours!"
Carmelo smiled and said, "It was only a matter of time!"
The ref handed Carmelo the dog collar which Carmelo put on Weslee. The
he made Weslee crawl on his hands and knees around the ring. People
jeered and whistled at Weslee. "Who wants to see a really good show?"
Carmelo asked. Everybody roared their approval. He turned to Weslee and
asked, "You gotta do everything I say, don't you?" "Yes." Weslee
said softly. "I didn't hear you." Carmelo said. "Say it louder so we
all can hear you.' Weslee shook his heads in disgust and said, "Yes, I
gotta do everything you say." Carmelo smiled and said, "That's
right!"
"Now, come here, boy!" Carmelo said as he grabbed Weslee by the hair
with his left hand. "Now open that mouth!" Weslee reluctantly opened
his mouth. Carmelo shoved his dick down Weslee's throat. Weslee gagged
several times trying to accommodate such a big dick. "Yea, man! Choke
on this dick!" Weslee sucked on Carmelo's dick like he was sucking on
an ice cream cone. "Ooh, fuck yea!" Carmelo reached over and smacked
him on his ass. He thrust his dick down Weslee's throat, making him gag
on the dick. "Your mouth is as tight as a women's pussy!" SLAP!
"Are you just gonna keep smacking my ass," Weslee asked. "Or are you
gonna fuck me?" "Is that what you want?" Carmelo asked. "You want me
to fuck you?" He slapped Weslee's ass again. "Get on your hands and
knees, in the middle of the ring, And I'll fuck you good!" Carmelo got
up and Weslee was about to get up. "Naw, man. You're gonna crawl to the
middle of the ring!" So, Weslee crawled to the middle of the ring. As
he crawled, Carmelo was fondling and smacking his ass. By the time
Weslee got to the middle of the ring, his dick was rock hard!
As Weslee got into position, Carmelo pinched his butt. Weslee turned and
rolled his eyes. Then Carmelo knelt down behind him. "Have you ever
had your ass eaten out?" He asked. "No." Weslee said. Carmelo
gripped Weslee's ass cheeks and spread them wide apart. Then he bent
over and stuck his tongue into Weslee's asshole. "Oooh fuck!" Weslee
had never had his as eaten... and it felt GOOD!"
SLAP! "You got a real tasty ass, bruh!" Carmelo said as he began to
nibble on Weslee's ass cheeks. "Mmmm!" Weslee moaned. Then Carmelo
slapped Weslee's cheeks at the same time. "Mmmmm!" Carmelo sticks his
tongue deep up Weslee's ass. "Oooh fuck!" "Mmmm! Delicious!" The
pleasure that Weslee felt was incredible! "Eat my ass!" Weslee said.
"Eat my ass!"
Carmelo was munching deeply on Weslee's fine ass. "Mmm, delicious!"
Carmelo said as he ate Weslee out. "Mmm, Good!" "OH MY GOD!"
Suddenly, the two men heard the crowd chant, "EAT THAT ASS! EAT THAT
ASS!" "Well, you heard `em." Carmelo said. "I gotta do what I gotta
do." He continued to eat Weslee's ass. Weslee's body was tingling
all over. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! As Carmelo at Weslee's ass, he was also
using his ass as his personal drum set. "Ahhh! Ffuucckk! Mmmmm!"
Weslee moaned. "Please, fuck me!"
"What was that?" Carmelo asked. Weslee turned his head towards Carmelo
and said, "please fuck me!" Carmelo slid his finger up Weslee's ass.
Weslee's ass lips closed tightly around Carmelo's finger. "Yea,
you're ready." Carmelo said as he slapped Weslee's ass. "Lean over
the second rope." Weslee crawled over to the second rope and leaned
over it. "Here I come." Carmelo slid his ten inch dick up Weslee's
asshole. "GOD DAMN!" Weslee roared. He felt like Carmelo's dick was
ripping up his insides, rearranging them. "This dick... Is tearing me...
Apart!"
"Good!" Carmelo said with an evil grin. He long stroked Weslee's
hole, getting it wider and wider. "You're a real good piece of ass,
you know that?" At first, Weslee didn't respond. Then Carmelo grabbed
him by his dreads. "I asked you a question. Answer me!" Still Weslee
refused. Carmelo pulled out of Weslee's ass and called for a belt.
When he got the belt, he also got a pair of handcuffs. He dragged Weslee
to the ring ropes and cuffed Weslee's hands to the ropes. "Today
you're gonna learn whose the top dog around here!" WHACK! WHACK! He
used the leather belt and tore Weslee's ass up!
Weslee wasn't in pain, though. As a matter of fact, he was the
opposite. He was hotter than he'd ever been. He had to keep from
grinning like the Cheshire cat in `Alice in Wonderland;' That was not
easy. Carmelo grabbed Weslee by the legs and, roughly, flipped him over
onto his back. Before he entered Weslee, Carmelo played with Weslee's
hole, patting it. "No! Ahh fuck!" Weslee cursed. Then, without
warning, Carmelo slammed his dick up Weslee's hole. "FUCK!"
"Take this dick!" Carmelo said as he repeatedly slammed his dick up
Weslee's hole. "Take this dick!" "Oooh, my God!" Weslee exclaimed,
his body trembling all over. "You like that don't you?" Carmelo said.
"You like it when daddy fucks you deep, don't you?" Carmelo went from
long stroking Weslee's hole to Piston fucking that hole. The change in
pass drove Weslee crazy! "I don't know how much more of this I can
take!" Weslee thought to himself. "Fuck!"
As Carmelo fucked Weslee, he reached down and pinched Weslee's soft
nipples. "Ooooh! Mmmm!" Weslee moaned with pleasure. When Carmelo
tried to pinch his nipples again, Carmelo grabbed both of his hands by
the wrists and held them over his head with one hand while he continued
to play with Weslee's nipples with the other. "Mmmmm!" Suddenly,
without warning, Weslee came, shooting his load all over his chest and
splashing his cum onto Carmelo's sweaty chest. Carmelo looked at him
and then looked at his chest. He wiped off some of the cum and said,
"Open wide!"
Without hesitation, Weslee opened his mouth. Carmelo wiped the cum into
and onto Weslee's mouth. "Now, swallow." He said. Then he pulled his
dick out of Weslee's asshole. He looked at Weslee devilishly. Weslee
sighed knowing what was coming his way. "Lay on your stomach!" Weslee
quickly got onto his stomach. Then Carmelo jerked his dick until,
seconds later, he came all over Weslee's hair and back. Carmelo also
came on Weslee's ass cheeks. "I guess we'd better get out of here.
Other matches are gonna be happening soon."
When they got backstage, they went in different directions. When he got
to the locker room, Weslee was the only one there. He was glad about
that. "I really wasn't down to get shit from the other wrestlers." He
thought. "I guess I'd better hop into the shower." As he started to
shower, he thought he'd heard a noise. "Hello?" He said out loud. No
one said anything. After a few minutes, he turned and saw Carmelo
standing in the doorway of the shower room. "I forgot to give you
something." Carmelo said. He walked over to Weslee and grabbed his face
firmly. Then he kissed Weslee on the lips!
Weslee was in shock. Truth be told, he'd wanted Carmelo to do to that
to him for the longest time. He was grinning from ear to ear. "Did you
like that?" Carmelo asked. "Um, I'm not sure." Weslee said. "We'd
better do it again." So, Carmelo kissed him more passionately this
time. Instantly, Weslee's dick got rock hard. "I think you liked
it." Carmelo said, smiling. "Dammit!" Weslee cursed. "Don't
worry." Carmelo said. "I'll fix it." Then Carmelo removed his street
clothes and stepped into the shower with Weslee. Weslee's eyes bugged
out when Carmelo got down on his knees and gently grabbed Weslee's hard
dick. "I wonder how it tastes." Before Weslee knew what was happening,
Carmelo slid Weslee's dick into his mouth and began to suck it! HOLY
SHIT!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/behind-closed-shop | Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2023 21:40:37 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Behind Closed Shop This is a fanfiction story with the characters Nick Newman (Joshua Morrow) and Chance Chancellor (Conner Floyd). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS ********************************* Nick Newman is heading to Crimson Lights to talk to Sharon again, but to his surprise, he doesn't find her there. It is Chance Chancellor whose there. "Nick. What can I do for you?" Chance asks. "Where is Sharon?" Nick questions. "Can't you do it with me?" Nick looks around and notices there is no one. "Just give me a coffee then." He replies and takes a seat. Chance grabs a coffee for Nick and brings it to his table. He suddenly sits down at Nick's table as well. "Well tell me. Can I help you?" Nick lifts his eyebrow. Why is Chance here and where is Sharon? Chance can't be serious that he would lay all the mess in his life on the table for Chance. Suddenly, Nick gets shaken back to the moment when Chance lays a hand on his thigh. "W-what do you think you are doing?" Nick asks. "I think I know what you need." Chance says and stands up to walk to the door. Nick notices Chance putting the sign from open to closed and locks the door. "You didn't tell me where Sharon is?" Nick says loudly for Chance to hear. "Sharon had to do some chores giving us time to hang out." Chance explains. Nick raises his eyebrow. "Hang out?" "Now, let me help you with what you need." Chance says. "What do you think I need?" Nick questions. "You always look so lost and I have what you need." Chance starts to explain. "You think you have what I need. What should that be?" Nick asks. "You need a fuck master." Chance reveals. Nick widens his eyes. He can't believe what Chance is suggesting. He starts to laugh. "You almost got me there. I thought you meant it." "Oh, but I do. Drop to your knees in front of me!" Chance says in a commanding voice. Nick hears the commanding voice of Chance. "Hey, quit joking, man." "Who says I'm joking?" Chance smirked. "Besides, I've been fancying you. Get up and drop to your knees in front of me. Right now!" "Uhm, I'm leaving. Unlock that door and I will pretend this didn't happen." Nick says while he wants to pass Chance. Chance stops Nick and grabs him at his shoulders, pushing Nick down to his knees. "I'm serious and you're going to be my fuck toy!" In shocm, Nick looks at Chance while he sees Chance unzipping his pants to take out his dick. Nick is shocked to see Chance's dick at eye level. "Open up daddy and suck that dick!" Chance commands. Nick doesn't know why, but he slowly starts to open his mouth. Chance grins, seeing his way to command Nick is starting to work. He grabs his dick in his hand and leads it to Nick's mouth. "Don't you dare to bite it or I will have to punish you!" Chance warns by grabbing Nick by his hair and forces his dick up inside that daddy mouth. Chance's dick disappears inside Nick's mouth, pressed all the way inside, making Nick deep throat it. Nick starts to cough, but Chance doesn't let him come off his dick. He leaves Nick's mouth on it. Holding the back of Nick's head. Nick chokes and moves around, trying to get off of it, but Chance doesn't let him. Eventually, Nick gives up and lets himself relax with Chance's dick deep in his throat. Chance then let's go and Nick coughs. "That is a good start to become my toy." Chance teases. Nick looks up. Realizes Chance is going to do much more to him. Chance unbuttons his shirt to reveal his hunky ripped body. Nick stares at Chance. "I see daddy likes what he sees." Chance says. Nick is stunned and shocked. How can he ever like this? "Now remove your shirt and start using that tongue to lick my dick." Chance instructs. Nick doesn't know why, but he removes his shirt like told. Chance smiles, looking at that hot masculine body. It's all his now and he will explore it how he likes it. Nick gets back to Chance his dick and sticks his tongue out to lick Chance his dick. Chance looks down on how Nick is turning in his own personal sex toy. "That's it, daddy. Suck my dick." Nick continues sucking Chance's dick, feeling how solid hard it's getting. Chance suddenly pushes Nick off. "Get up and drop those pants!" Nick nervously stands up. Something in Chance's commanding words makes Nick do what Chance wants. He stands up and undoes his pants to drop it to the floor. Then, Chance gets closer behind Nick and pulls Nick's underwear down as well, exposing Nick's bubble butt. Chance gives a hard slap at Nick's butt. "That ass is mine now!" Shivers run over Nick's spine after hearing those words coming out of Chance's mouth. He is now becoming Chance's toy. Chance bends Nick over the table and spreads Nick's ass cheeks. He starts spitting at Nick's pink tight hole. Nick feels nervous about what's to come. His mind is in a battle of why he's letting Chance do this to him. Chance drops all of his clothes and grabs a condom that he wraps around his dick. He presses his dick against Nick's hole. "Time to get fucked daddy!" After Nick heard those words, he felt Chance right away pressing his big dick inside his hole. "Seems like I'm taking a cherry!" Chance teases while pressing inside. Nick gets that entire dick lodged inside him. He's holding tight to the table making all his veins and muscles flex. Chance starts to fuck Nick, every time a bit harder till he finds a good pace to fuck that daddy. "Take it daddy, take all of my dick. You will get used to it because you are my toy now." Chance explains. Nick moans, feeling Chance fucking away at his ass. To Nick's own surprise his dick stayed rock hard to the intrusion. The sound of skin against skin is heard through the coffee shop. Suddenly, Chance takes his dick out and turns Nick around. He kisses Nick and he grabs hold of both his and Nick's dick against each other, stroking them while they kiss. Nick feels so horny in this situation. He can't understand why, but he does love it. Chance pushes Nick against the table. "Get on it, daddy, and lay yourself down." Nick follows the instruction of Chance, laying himself down on the table. Chance lifts Nick's legs up, making them rest at his shoulders while he presses his dick back inside that muscle daddy he's making his personal toy. "FUCK!" Nick shouts out feeling Chance's dick entering back inside him. Chance starts to thrust hard inside Nick's ass again. "Take that dick, daddy!" Nick just lays there. Taking the fucking he's getting. Chance grabs hold of Nick's dick and starts to stroke it fast. Nick feels it's making him close to cum. Chance admires Nick's masculine body while he fucks him. "Goddammit you are so hot. I should have made you mine a long time ago." Nick listens to every word Chance says while being fucked and stroked. His breathing starts to get quicker and heavier. Chance notices Nick is getting close to cum. He even starts to stroke Nick faster. Nick is close to cum and then Chance suddenly stops, letting go of Nick's dick and grins. "Not yet, daddy!" Nick whines, he wants to cum so badly. He reaches his hand to his dick to finish it but Chance slaps it away. "You only cum when I say so!" He says while he also stopped fucking Nick. His hard dick still lodged inside Nick's ass. Nick now starts to know his place as Chance's toy. "Please sir, let me cum." Chance smiles. "That's better, my toy." He replies and reaches his finger to Nick's mouth and rubs over those sensual lips of Nick before he leans in to kiss him. "Now I will fuck you hard till you cum." He says and starts to fuck Nick again. Chance is fucking Nick harder now than before. Nick has his eyes shut, trying to focus on the parts of pleasure he's learning to have. To Nick's surprise, he suddenly feels Chance grabbing his hand and brings it to Nick's dick. "Now you can start stroking daddy, but you will cum together with me. Not first and not last!" Chance explains. Nick looks at Chance and nods yes. Chance grins, he now knows he has Nick exactly to be his sex toy, just like he wanted him to be. Nick keeps on looking at Chance and starts to admire how a hot fit body Chance actually has, all while he's stroking himself. Chance keeps on thrusting and rubs his hands over Nick's masculine body. Feeling those pecs and abs up. "You're such a hot muscle man!" Nick keeps stroking himself, wanting to cum so badly after Chance edged him. Chance keeps on thrusting, feeling he's close. He grabs Nick's hand for a moment. "You know what I have told you huh?" Nick nods yes and slows the speed down. "I'm close daddy, then you can release" Chance says and gives Nick a few more thrusts "Now stroke it fast!" Nick starts stroking very quickly. Chance gives Nick a few more strokes and then releases inside Nick just when Nick shoots his load all over his stomach. "Fuck yeah daddy. You're really a good fuck toy!" Chance says excitedly thinking about what he can all do with Nick now. Nick catches his breath and feels Chance's his dick exiting his ass. Chance pulls at Nick's arm. Getting the hunk up and starting to kiss him. Nick is intoxicated by Chance's kiss. "Now get yourself dressed and go home to clean. I will text you for our next session." Nick looks at Chance. Something inside Nick makes him listen to what Chance just said. He stands up and gets dressed. Chance gets dressed as well and keeps looking at how hot Nick is. Just when Nick is about to leave, Chance, who still has his shirt hanging open, grabs Nick by his ass and kisses him one more time. "See you soon, daddy." Nick, confused, leaves the coffee shop. He looks from outside through the window how Chance buttons his shirt up. He can't believe he just let this happen and even left it open for more to happen in the future. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 30 Jul 2023 21:40:37 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Behind Closed Shop
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Nick Newman (Joshua Morrow)
and Chance Chancellor (Conner Floyd).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS
*********************************
Nick Newman is heading to Crimson Lights to talk to Sharon again, but to
his surprise, he doesn't find her there. It is Chance Chancellor whose
there.
"Nick. What can I do for you?" Chance asks.
"Where is Sharon?" Nick questions.
"Can't you do it with me?"
Nick looks around and notices there is no one. "Just give me a coffee
then." He replies and takes a seat.
Chance grabs a coffee for Nick and brings it to his table. He suddenly sits
down at Nick's table as well. "Well tell me. Can I help you?"
Nick lifts his eyebrow. Why is Chance here and where is Sharon? Chance
can't be serious that he would lay all the mess in his life on the table
for Chance. Suddenly, Nick gets shaken back to the moment when Chance lays
a hand on his thigh.
"W-what do you think you are doing?" Nick asks.
"I think I know what you need." Chance says and stands up to walk to the
door.
Nick notices Chance putting the sign from open to closed and locks the
door.
"You didn't tell me where Sharon is?" Nick says loudly for Chance to hear.
"Sharon had to do some chores giving us time to hang out." Chance explains.
Nick raises his eyebrow. "Hang out?"
"Now, let me help you with what you need." Chance says.
"What do you think I need?" Nick questions.
"You always look so lost and I have what you need." Chance starts to
explain.
"You think you have what I need. What should that be?" Nick asks.
"You need a fuck master." Chance reveals.
Nick widens his eyes. He can't believe what Chance is suggesting. He starts
to laugh. "You almost got me there. I thought you meant it."
"Oh, but I do. Drop to your knees in front of me!" Chance says in a
commanding voice.
Nick hears the commanding voice of Chance. "Hey, quit joking, man."
"Who says I'm joking?" Chance smirked. "Besides, I've been fancying
you. Get up and drop to your knees in front of me. Right now!"
"Uhm, I'm leaving. Unlock that door and I will pretend this didn't happen."
Nick says while he wants to pass Chance.
Chance stops Nick and grabs him at his shoulders, pushing Nick down to his
knees. "I'm serious and you're going to be my fuck toy!"
In shocm, Nick looks at Chance while he sees Chance unzipping his pants to
take out his dick. Nick is shocked to see Chance's dick at eye level.
"Open up daddy and suck that dick!" Chance commands.
Nick doesn't know why, but he slowly starts to open his mouth. Chance
grins, seeing his way to command Nick is starting to work. He grabs his
dick in his hand and leads it to Nick's mouth.
"Don't you dare to bite it or I will have to punish you!" Chance warns by
grabbing Nick by his hair and forces his dick up inside that daddy mouth.
Chance's dick disappears inside Nick's mouth, pressed all the way inside,
making Nick deep throat it. Nick starts to cough, but Chance doesn't let
him come off his dick. He leaves Nick's mouth on it. Holding the back of
Nick's head. Nick chokes and moves around, trying to get off of it, but
Chance doesn't let him.
Eventually, Nick gives up and lets himself relax with Chance's dick deep in
his throat. Chance then let's go and Nick coughs.
"That is a good start to become my toy." Chance teases.
Nick looks up. Realizes Chance is going to do much more to him. Chance
unbuttons his shirt to reveal his hunky ripped body. Nick stares at Chance.
"I see daddy likes what he sees." Chance says.
Nick is stunned and shocked. How can he ever like this?
"Now remove your shirt and start using that tongue to lick my dick." Chance
instructs.
Nick doesn't know why, but he removes his shirt like told. Chance smiles,
looking at that hot masculine body. It's all his now and he will explore it
how he likes it. Nick gets back to Chance his dick and sticks his tongue
out to lick Chance his dick. Chance looks down on how Nick is turning in
his own personal sex toy.
"That's it, daddy. Suck my dick."
Nick continues sucking Chance's dick, feeling how solid hard it's getting.
Chance suddenly pushes Nick off. "Get up and drop those pants!"
Nick nervously stands up. Something in Chance's commanding words makes Nick
do what Chance wants. He stands up and undoes his pants to drop it to the
floor. Then, Chance gets closer behind Nick and pulls Nick's underwear down
as well, exposing Nick's bubble butt. Chance gives a hard slap at Nick's
butt. "That ass is mine now!"
Shivers run over Nick's spine after hearing those words coming out of
Chance's mouth. He is now becoming Chance's toy. Chance bends Nick over the
table and spreads Nick's ass cheeks. He starts spitting at Nick's pink
tight hole.
Nick feels nervous about what's to come. His mind is in a battle of why
he's letting Chance do this to him. Chance drops all of his clothes and
grabs a condom that he wraps around his dick. He presses his dick against
Nick's hole.
"Time to get fucked daddy!"
After Nick heard those words, he felt Chance right away pressing his big
dick inside his hole.
"Seems like I'm taking a cherry!" Chance teases while pressing inside.
Nick gets that entire dick lodged inside him. He's holding tight to the
table making all his veins and muscles flex. Chance starts to fuck Nick,
every time a bit harder till he finds a good pace to fuck that daddy.
"Take it daddy, take all of my dick. You will get used to it because you
are my toy now." Chance explains.
Nick moans, feeling Chance fucking away at his ass. To Nick's own surprise
his dick stayed rock hard to the intrusion. The sound of skin against skin
is heard through the coffee shop. Suddenly, Chance takes his dick out and
turns Nick around. He kisses Nick and he grabs hold of both his and Nick's
dick against each other, stroking them while they kiss. Nick feels so horny
in this situation. He can't understand why, but he does love it.
Chance pushes Nick against the table. "Get on it, daddy, and lay yourself
down."
Nick follows the instruction of Chance, laying himself down on the
table. Chance lifts Nick's legs up, making them rest at his shoulders while
he presses his dick back inside that muscle daddy he's making his personal
toy.
"FUCK!" Nick shouts out feeling Chance's dick entering back inside him.
Chance starts to thrust hard inside Nick's ass again. "Take that dick,
daddy!"
Nick just lays there. Taking the fucking he's getting. Chance grabs hold of
Nick's dick and starts to stroke it fast. Nick feels it's making him close
to cum.
Chance admires Nick's masculine body while he fucks him. "Goddammit you are
so hot. I should have made you mine a long time ago."
Nick listens to every word Chance says while being fucked and stroked. His
breathing starts to get quicker and heavier. Chance notices Nick is getting
close to cum. He even starts to stroke Nick faster. Nick is close to cum
and then Chance suddenly stops, letting go of Nick's dick and grins.
"Not yet, daddy!" Nick whines, he wants to cum so badly. He reaches his
hand to his dick to finish it but Chance slaps it away. "You only cum when
I say so!" He says while he also stopped fucking Nick. His hard dick still
lodged inside Nick's ass.
Nick now starts to know his place as Chance's toy. "Please sir, let me
cum."
Chance smiles. "That's better, my toy." He replies and reaches his finger
to Nick's mouth and rubs over those sensual lips of Nick before he leans in
to kiss him. "Now I will fuck you hard till you cum." He says and starts to
fuck Nick again.
Chance is fucking Nick harder now than before. Nick has his eyes shut,
trying to focus on the parts of pleasure he's learning to have. To Nick's
surprise, he suddenly feels Chance grabbing his hand and brings it to
Nick's dick.
"Now you can start stroking daddy, but you will cum together with me. Not
first and not last!" Chance explains.
Nick looks at Chance and nods yes. Chance grins, he now knows he has Nick
exactly to be his sex toy, just like he wanted him to be. Nick keeps on
looking at Chance and starts to admire how a hot fit body Chance actually
has, all while he's stroking himself.
Chance keeps on thrusting and rubs his hands over Nick's masculine
body. Feeling those pecs and abs up. "You're such a hot muscle man!"
Nick keeps stroking himself, wanting to cum so badly after Chance edged
him. Chance keeps on thrusting, feeling he's close. He grabs Nick's hand
for a moment. "You know what I have told you huh?"
Nick nods yes and slows the speed down.
"I'm close daddy, then you can release" Chance says and gives Nick a few
more thrusts "Now stroke it fast!"
Nick starts stroking very quickly. Chance gives Nick a few more strokes and
then releases inside Nick just when Nick shoots his load all over his
stomach.
"Fuck yeah daddy. You're really a good fuck toy!" Chance says excitedly
thinking about what he can all do with Nick now.
Nick catches his breath and feels Chance's his dick exiting his ass. Chance
pulls at Nick's arm. Getting the hunk up and starting to kiss him. Nick is
intoxicated by Chance's kiss.
"Now get yourself dressed and go home to clean. I will text you for our
next session."
Nick looks at Chance. Something inside Nick makes him listen to what Chance
just said. He stands up and gets dressed. Chance gets dressed as well and
keeps looking at how hot Nick is. Just when Nick is about to leave, Chance,
who still has his shirt hanging open, grabs Nick by his ass and kisses him
one more time. "See you soon, daddy."
Nick, confused, leaves the coffee shop. He looks from outside through the
window how Chance buttons his shirt up. He can't believe he just let this
happen and even left it open for more to happen in the future.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-sleep-over | Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2023 23:54:29 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: The Sleep Over
Kiyan Anthony had just won a basketball tournament with his friend, and
teammate, Bryce James. Bryce had invited him to spend the night after
the game. They chilled with the family for a bit. They played several
rounds of spades and Uno. Then they had dinner and talked for a while.
When dinner was over, Kiyan and Bryce headed up to Bryce's room. Kiyan
held the door open for Bryce. As Bryce passed him, Kiyan grabbed his
ass. "Hey, man!" Bryce exclaimed. He looked Kiyan dead in his eyes.
"Come on, bro." Kiyan said. "I've been staring at that ass all
night. You're gonna tell me you didn't think I was gonna grab it at
some point."
"Would you like a better look?" Bryce asked. "You know I would,
man." Kiyan said. So, Bryce slid his sweatpants and underwear down
around his ankles, letting Kiyan see his bare butt. "Damn!" Kiyan
exclaimed. "That ass is fat!" He reached out and was about to touch
Bryce's ss when something made him pull his hand back. "It's okay,
man." Bryce reassured him. "You can touch my ass."
So, Kiyan touched Bryce ass. To his surprise, Bryce had a nice muscle
ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze. "Come on, bro!" Bryce said.
"Don't be gentle! Squeeze my ass like I know you want to." Kiyan
squeezed Bryce's ass cheeks a little harder. "That's what I'm
talking about!" Kiyan just smiled. "Now, can I see that dick of
yours?"
At first, Kiyan was a little nervous. "What if he thinks my dick is too
small? What if he thinks it's too big?" He thought to himself. He
took a breath. "He just showed me his ass. The least I can do is show
him my dick." Kiyan pulled his pants and underwear down and pulled out
his dick. "Damn!" Bryce said. He licked his lips. "Is it too big?
Is it too small?" Kiyan asked, worried. Bryce got down on his knees in
front of Kiyan and said, "Let me be the judge of that." Then he opened
his mouth and slid Kiyan's dick inside.
Instantly, Kiyan felt the warmth of Bryce's mouth. "Ffuucckk!" Kiyan
moaned. Bryce used his tongue, licking Kiyan's dick like a popsicle.
"Mmmm." He put his hand on the top of Bryce's head and thrust his
dick in and out of Bryce's mouth! "Damn, this mouth is so damn warm and
wet! Fuck!" This was the hottest mouth Kiyan had ever experienced in a
long time. "Yea, man! Suck my dick, bro!"
Bryce worked his tongue, licking up and down Kiyan's dick. "Damn, that
feels so good!" He said as he thrust his dick in and out of Bryce's
mouth. As he fucked Bryce's face, Kiyan walked backwards, making Bryce
craw to keep Kiyan's dick in his mouth. Bryce wasn't about to get
separated from that delicious dick!
Bryce found a seat on his bed and sat down as Bryce continued to suck his
dick. "Man, your dick sucking skills are on point!" Kiyan said as he
put his hands on Bryce's head. "Fuck!" Bryce was paying no attention
to Kiyan. He was just enjoying the dick. As Bryce sucked his dick,
Kiyan got a look at that fat ass. He reached over Bryce and slapped both
ass cheeks with both hands. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. Kiyan slapped
Bryce's ass again. "MMMMM!"
Lebron James had just finished peeing when he heard moans coming from his
son, Bryce's room. "I wonder what those two boys are up to?" He
thought to himself. He knew it was Bryce and Kiyan cause Bronny was at
his boyfriend's house. Intrigued, he washed his hands and headed to his
son, Bryce's room. He quietly opened the door to his son's room. He
smiled and shook his head when he saw Bryce on his bed, on his hands and
knees and Kiyan was spanking the hell out of his ass. The moans that
were coming out of his son's mouth made him laugh out loud!
Startled Bryce and Kiyan looked towards the door. When they saw Bryce's
dad in the doorway, they both froze! "I see you're whooping that
ass!" Lebron said. "Show me how you do it." After looking at Bryce
for a moment, Kiyan slapped Bryce's ass. It wasn't as hard as he had
been doing it and Lebron knew it. "Come on, Kiyan! I know you can hit
my son harder than that! Make him moan!"
Kiyan looked at Bryce again. This time Bryce just looked at Kiyan and
winked at him. Kiyan acknowledged him. Then he slammed his hand down
onto Bryce's ass cheek. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Spank me again!"
SMACK! This time Kiyan spanked him a little harder. "Oooh yess!" Then
Kiyan slid his middle finger up Bryce's asshole. Immediately, Bryce's
ass lips closed tightly around his finger. "I think he's ready for this
dick." Kiyan said as he looked at Lebron as he stroked his dick.
"Don't you?"
"Naw," Lebron said. "I think he needs to be spanked a little more.
Isn't that right, son?" "Oh God!" Bryce moaned as he rubbed his sore
ass. Lebron climbed into bed with them and sat at the head of the bed,
in front of Bryce. He quickly grabbed Bryce's arms and held them over
his head. He looked at Kiyan, who began to spank Bryce's ass. "Mmmm!
Oooooh! Mmmmmm!"
Bryce's ass was burnin'! He squirmed around, trying to get away from
Kiyan's thick hands. Then suddenly... SMACK! Lebron slammed his hand
down on Bryce's ass cheeks. "OWWWW! FUCKKK!" Bryce cried out. Now
his ass was on fire! "Now, put your finger up his ass." Lebron said to
Kiyan. Kiyan did as he was told. Bryce's asshole sucked his finger
deep inside. His ass lips tightened even more than it had before.
"Damn!" Kiyan exclaimed. "His hole is tight as fuck!" Lebron grinned
and said, "Now you can fuck him!"
"You should fuck him on his back." Lebron suggested. Then he noticed
that Kiyan had most of his clothes still on. "You might wanna take off
the rest of your clothes first, though." Kiyan grinned sheepishly. He
stood up and looked down. He realized he was still wearing his shirt,
pants (he'd pulled them up after Bryce sucked his dick), and socks. "I
knew I'd forgotten something." He said.
Kiyan quickly took off his socks. Lebron noticed Bryce licking his lips
when he saw Kiyan's feet. "How them feet look, son?" Lebron asked.
"They look good, dad!" Bryce said excitedly. "Would you like to lick
`em?" Kiyan asked. Bryce licked his lips and said, "uh hunh." So,
Kiyan walked over top where Lebron was as they crossed paths, Lebron
grabbed Kiyan's ass. Kiyan was a little shocked as Lebron just chuckled
and said, "You got a nice ass.... Just like your dad!"
Kiyan didn't really think about what Lebron had just said. He sat at
the head of the bed and put his bare feet in Bryce's face. Bryce opened
his mouth and Kiyan let him suck on his toes. "Mmmm." Kiyan said.
"That feels real good!" "So does this ass!" Kiyan looked over and
saw Lebron sliding his two fingers in and out of his son's asshole.
"Mmmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Mmmm!" "Just getting this ass ready for
that dick of yours." Lebron said. Kiyan just smiled.
Suddenly, Kiyan felt a little jealous. He wanted Lebron's finger up his
ass. He sighed and turned his attention back to Bryce, who was,
lovingly, sucking on his toes. As Bryce sucked on his toes, he stroked
his dick slowly. "Mmmm!" He moaned softly. He imagined his dick balls
deep up Bryce's fat ass. Bryce saw Kiyan's big dick and grinned from
ear to ear. He couldn't wait to get that dick up inside him!"
Lebron looked at Kiyan's hard dick and said, "I think it's time you
fucked my boy." Kiyan was more than ready. He had been waiting for
this all day. Kiyan looked at Bryce and asked, "How do you want it?"
"Fuck me like a dog in heat!" Bryce replied as he got in his favorite
position: Face down, ass up!
"Oh shit!" Lebron said. "My son's about to get fucked deep!" Kiyan
got into position and slid his dick deep up Bryce's hole. Bryce gasped
suddenly. "You good, son?" Lebron asked, a little worried. "Yea...
I'm fine, dad." Bryce said. "He always does that when I first get
inside." Kiyan said, trying to reassure Lebron that he wasn't hurting
his son. "You must have a real big dick, then." Lebron said. "I mean,
to make him gasp like that."
Kiyan slammed his dick up Bryce's hole. Watching fuck his son made
Lebron cringe a little. It reminded him of how Carmelo would fuck him,
sometimes. "Like father, like son." He said. Kiyan looked at him.
"Tear that man's ass up!" "FFUUCCKK!" Bryce cried out. "How does
that dick feel, son?" Lebron asked. "It... feels... good!" Bryce said,
breathlessly. "Damn, this hole is tight!" Kiyan exclaimed. He slapped
Bryce's ass. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Fuck yea!"
Meanwhile, Lebron sat staring as Bryce was getting his ass worked over.
"Damn, Kiyan's ass looks tight as hell!" He thought as he licked his
lips. He reached over and, gently, caressed Kiyan's ass cheek.
Startled, Kiyan looked at Lebron. "Just admiring that ass of yours."
Lebron said. "It looks so pretty!" That compliment made Kiyan grin
from ear to ear. It also made him fuck Bryce's ass harder. "Oooh
shit!" Bryce exclaimed as his eyes popped open wide. "Fuck me!"
Lebron slapped Kiyan on his ass and said, "Tear his ass up!" So, Kiyan
fucked Bryce's ass even harder. "Yea, tear that ass up! Make him beg
for that good dick!" Lebron slapped Kiyan's ass again. That shit
started to really turn Kiyan on. Suddenly, he shouted, "Spank my
ass!" At first, Lebron didn't know what to do. "You heard the man,
dad!" Bryce said with a grin. "Spank his ass! Make it hurt!"
SMACK! When Lebron smacked Kiyan's ass, Kiyan's body tingled all
over. "MMMMMM!" He moaned aloud. SMACK! "OOWWEEE!" He began to
fuck Bryce's hole harder. "Oooh shit!" Bryce moaned. "Give me that
dick!" Kiyan long stroked Bryce's hole just the way he liked it. "God
damn! Fuck! God damn!" Bryce's eyes rolled up into the back of his
head. "I ain't never seen his eyes do that before." Lebron said.
"Bryce, you alright, man?" Bryce looked at his dad with a goofy grin
on his face and said, "Yea, dad. I'm alright!"
Bryce was more than alright; he was in heaven! Kiyan was fucking him
deeper than he had before, and it felt wonderful! "Beat my back out,
man!" He said to Kiyan. A devilish grin came across Kiyan's lips.
Lebron knew what that meant. He had seen that look before. It was on
his teammate, Anthony Davis's face just before he fucked the breaks off
his ass! Instantly, Lebron caressed his own ass as he remembered that
booty beat down fondly.
Meanwhile, Kiyan was tearing Bryce's ass apart. "FFUUCCKK!" Bryce
roared as Kiyan fucked him deeper and deeper. "Oooh! My ass! God
damn!" His body tingled all over and his toes curled as Kiyan fucked
him down. Suddenly, Kiyan felt something poking his ass. He looked back
to see Lebron trying to shove his dick up his ass. That gave Kiyan an
idea. "I wanna fuck you standing up." He said to Bryce as he pulled
his dick out of Bryce's ass. "We've never done that before." Bryce
said. "This should be interesting."
So, Bryce bent over the bed with his legs spread wide apart. Then Kiyan
slid his dick up Bryce's ass once again. "GOD FUCKIN' DAMN!" Bryce
roared. He felt like his ass was being impaled by a tree trunk.
"Shit!" As he continued to fuck Bryce, Kiyan felt Lebron's tongue up
his ass. "Mmmm!" Kiyan moaned. "Oooh!" Without looking back, Bryce
knew exactly what was going on. "How does that ass taste... Dad?"
Shocked, Lebron asked, "How did you know I was eating him out?" Bryce
smiled and said, "Cause that's how Bronny sounds when you eat him
out!"
Lebron chuckled and continued to eat Kiyan out. "MMMMM!" Kiyan moaned
aloud. Lebron's tongue went deep up his hole. "JESUS!" Hearing Kiyan
moan really turned Bryce on. He backed his ass up on Kiyan's fat dick.
"Ooooh!" Bryce moaned. "Damn, this dick big!" Lebron stopped eating
Kiyan out long enough to slap his ass and say, "Fuck my son's ass good,
man!" Kiyan fucked Bryce harder and faster. Bryce's eyes bugged out
of his head! "Fuck! Shit! God damn!" Bryce roared. Sweat dripped as
he backed that ass up on the dick. "Mmmmm!"
"Kiyan, when was the last time you got this ass fucked?" Lebron asked
as he slid his middle finger up Kiyan's ass. Kiyan's ass was
incredibly tight, like it hadn't been fucked in a long while. "Cause
I'm about to bust this ass wide open!" He slid his finger in and out
of Kiyan's hole. "Mmmm." Kiyan moaned. His ass lips closed tightly
around Lebron's finger. "Damn!" Lebron exclaimed. "This ass is
tight!"
Lebron, slowly, slid his dick up Kiyan's hole. "Owwww!" Kiyan cried
out. Lebron stopped immediately; He wasn't trying to hurt the young
man. "You good?" He asked. "Yea." Kiyan lied. In truth, he felt
like he had a missile up his ass! He gritted his teeth, trying to deal
with the overwhelming pain. After a while, though, the pain subsided and
the pleasure that followed was like nothing Kiyan had ever felt before.
"This must be what it feels like to be high."
Meanwhile, Bryce was still getting his ass worked over by Kiyan's dick.
"MMMMM!" Bryce moaned. He was in heaven. Then he felt Kiyan's hands
fondling his nipples, pinching, squeezing them. He turned his head to
the side and his lips met Kiyan's and they passionately kissed.
"Oooh!" Bryce's ass was really getting worked over but, he'd wager,
they weren't getting as worked over as Kiyan's. Bryce had felt his
dad's dick inside him. That thing was huge!
"I'M GONNA CUMM!" Lebron roared. He pulled out of Kiyan's ass. In
turn, Kiyan pulled out of Bryce's ass. "Come here, Kiyan!" Lebron
reached over and grabbed Kiyan by the neck and pulled him down to his
knees. "Open that mouth!" Kiyan obediently opened his mouth. Seconds
later, Lebron sprayed several loads of cum down the young man's throat!
Bryce stroked his dick while he watched his dad empty his load into
Kiyan's mouth. "AAAAAHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Lebron bellowed.
Suddenly, Lebron heard a sound. He turned and saw his son, on the
ground, jerking his dick. Lebron quickly got down on his knees and said,
"Cum in my mouth!" Lebron had never let either of his boys cum in his
mouth. Bryce let Lebron take his dick into his mouth and suck on it.
"I'M CUMM....!" Before he could finish the sentence, Bryce shot his
first load into his dad's mouth.
Actually, he shot several loads into his mouth. As he shot his loads,
Bryce convulsed a lot. Lebron swallowed load after load. It was the
hottest thing Kiyan had ever seen! It really turned him on. Lebron
looked at Kiyan and smiled. "Have you ever cum in a man's ass
before?" He asked. "No...sir." Kiyan said breathlessly. "I want you
to cum in mine!" Lebron said. He laid down on his stomach and let Kiyan
lay on top of him. As soon as Kiyan slid his dick inside Lebron's tight
asshole, he came, almost, instantly. Lebron felt Kiyan's hot liquid
shooting up his asshole. "Yea, shoot that load, man! Feels so good!
Fuck!" It took a little while but, all three men had emptied their
balls. Kiyan rolled off of Lebron, spent. Bryce crawled over to Lebron
and, playfully, slapped his ass. "Hey, now!" Lebron said. "I'm the
only one supposed to be giving out spankings!"
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<pre>Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2023 23:54:29 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: The Sleep Over
Kiyan Anthony had just won a basketball tournament with his friend, and
teammate, Bryce James. Bryce had invited him to spend the night after
the game. They chilled with the family for a bit. They played several
rounds of spades and Uno. Then they had dinner and talked for a while.
When dinner was over, Kiyan and Bryce headed up to Bryce's room. Kiyan
held the door open for Bryce. As Bryce passed him, Kiyan grabbed his
ass. "Hey, man!" Bryce exclaimed. He looked Kiyan dead in his eyes.
"Come on, bro." Kiyan said. "I've been staring at that ass all
night. You're gonna tell me you didn't think I was gonna grab it at
some point."
"Would you like a better look?" Bryce asked. "You know I would,
man." Kiyan said. So, Bryce slid his sweatpants and underwear down
around his ankles, letting Kiyan see his bare butt. "Damn!" Kiyan
exclaimed. "That ass is fat!" He reached out and was about to touch
Bryce's ss when something made him pull his hand back. "It's okay,
man." Bryce reassured him. "You can touch my ass."
So, Kiyan touched Bryce ass. To his surprise, Bryce had a nice muscle
ass. He gave it a gentle squeeze. "Come on, bro!" Bryce said.
"Don't be gentle! Squeeze my ass like I know you want to." Kiyan
squeezed Bryce's ass cheeks a little harder. "That's what I'm
talking about!" Kiyan just smiled. "Now, can I see that dick of
yours?"
At first, Kiyan was a little nervous. "What if he thinks my dick is too
small? What if he thinks it's too big?" He thought to himself. He
took a breath. "He just showed me his ass. The least I can do is show
him my dick." Kiyan pulled his pants and underwear down and pulled out
his dick. "Damn!" Bryce said. He licked his lips. "Is it too big?
Is it too small?" Kiyan asked, worried. Bryce got down on his knees in
front of Kiyan and said, "Let me be the judge of that." Then he opened
his mouth and slid Kiyan's dick inside.
Instantly, Kiyan felt the warmth of Bryce's mouth. "Ffuucckk!" Kiyan
moaned. Bryce used his tongue, licking Kiyan's dick like a popsicle.
"Mmmm." He put his hand on the top of Bryce's head and thrust his
dick in and out of Bryce's mouth! "Damn, this mouth is so damn warm and
wet! Fuck!" This was the hottest mouth Kiyan had ever experienced in a
long time. "Yea, man! Suck my dick, bro!"
Bryce worked his tongue, licking up and down Kiyan's dick. "Damn, that
feels so good!" He said as he thrust his dick in and out of Bryce's
mouth. As he fucked Bryce's face, Kiyan walked backwards, making Bryce
craw to keep Kiyan's dick in his mouth. Bryce wasn't about to get
separated from that delicious dick!
Bryce found a seat on his bed and sat down as Bryce continued to suck his
dick. "Man, your dick sucking skills are on point!" Kiyan said as he
put his hands on Bryce's head. "Fuck!" Bryce was paying no attention
to Kiyan. He was just enjoying the dick. As Bryce sucked his dick,
Kiyan got a look at that fat ass. He reached over Bryce and slapped both
ass cheeks with both hands. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. Kiyan slapped
Bryce's ass again. "MMMMM!"
Lebron James had just finished peeing when he heard moans coming from his
son, Bryce's room. "I wonder what those two boys are up to?" He
thought to himself. He knew it was Bryce and Kiyan cause Bronny was at
his boyfriend's house. Intrigued, he washed his hands and headed to his
son, Bryce's room. He quietly opened the door to his son's room. He
smiled and shook his head when he saw Bryce on his bed, on his hands and
knees and Kiyan was spanking the hell out of his ass. The moans that
were coming out of his son's mouth made him laugh out loud!
Startled Bryce and Kiyan looked towards the door. When they saw Bryce's
dad in the doorway, they both froze! "I see you're whooping that
ass!" Lebron said. "Show me how you do it." After looking at Bryce
for a moment, Kiyan slapped Bryce's ass. It wasn't as hard as he had
been doing it and Lebron knew it. "Come on, Kiyan! I know you can hit
my son harder than that! Make him moan!"
Kiyan looked at Bryce again. This time Bryce just looked at Kiyan and
winked at him. Kiyan acknowledged him. Then he slammed his hand down
onto Bryce's ass cheek. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Spank me again!"
SMACK! This time Kiyan spanked him a little harder. "Oooh yess!" Then
Kiyan slid his middle finger up Bryce's asshole. Immediately, Bryce's
ass lips closed tightly around his finger. "I think he's ready for this
dick." Kiyan said as he looked at Lebron as he stroked his dick.
"Don't you?"
"Naw," Lebron said. "I think he needs to be spanked a little more.
Isn't that right, son?" "Oh God!" Bryce moaned as he rubbed his sore
ass. Lebron climbed into bed with them and sat at the head of the bed,
in front of Bryce. He quickly grabbed Bryce's arms and held them over
his head. He looked at Kiyan, who began to spank Bryce's ass. "Mmmm!
Oooooh! Mmmmmm!"
Bryce's ass was burnin'! He squirmed around, trying to get away from
Kiyan's thick hands. Then suddenly... SMACK! Lebron slammed his hand
down on Bryce's ass cheeks. "OWWWW! FUCKKK!" Bryce cried out. Now
his ass was on fire! "Now, put your finger up his ass." Lebron said to
Kiyan. Kiyan did as he was told. Bryce's asshole sucked his finger
deep inside. His ass lips tightened even more than it had before.
"Damn!" Kiyan exclaimed. "His hole is tight as fuck!" Lebron grinned
and said, "Now you can fuck him!"
"You should fuck him on his back." Lebron suggested. Then he noticed
that Kiyan had most of his clothes still on. "You might wanna take off
the rest of your clothes first, though." Kiyan grinned sheepishly. He
stood up and looked down. He realized he was still wearing his shirt,
pants (he'd pulled them up after Bryce sucked his dick), and socks. "I
knew I'd forgotten something." He said.
Kiyan quickly took off his socks. Lebron noticed Bryce licking his lips
when he saw Kiyan's feet. "How them feet look, son?" Lebron asked.
"They look good, dad!" Bryce said excitedly. "Would you like to lick
`em?" Kiyan asked. Bryce licked his lips and said, "uh hunh." So,
Kiyan walked over top where Lebron was as they crossed paths, Lebron
grabbed Kiyan's ass. Kiyan was a little shocked as Lebron just chuckled
and said, "You got a nice ass.... Just like your dad!"
Kiyan didn't really think about what Lebron had just said. He sat at
the head of the bed and put his bare feet in Bryce's face. Bryce opened
his mouth and Kiyan let him suck on his toes. "Mmmm." Kiyan said.
"That feels real good!" "So does this ass!" Kiyan looked over and
saw Lebron sliding his two fingers in and out of his son's asshole.
"Mmmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Mmmm!" "Just getting this ass ready for
that dick of yours." Lebron said. Kiyan just smiled.
Suddenly, Kiyan felt a little jealous. He wanted Lebron's finger up his
ass. He sighed and turned his attention back to Bryce, who was,
lovingly, sucking on his toes. As Bryce sucked on his toes, he stroked
his dick slowly. "Mmmm!" He moaned softly. He imagined his dick balls
deep up Bryce's fat ass. Bryce saw Kiyan's big dick and grinned from
ear to ear. He couldn't wait to get that dick up inside him!"
Lebron looked at Kiyan's hard dick and said, "I think it's time you
fucked my boy." Kiyan was more than ready. He had been waiting for
this all day. Kiyan looked at Bryce and asked, "How do you want it?"
"Fuck me like a dog in heat!" Bryce replied as he got in his favorite
position: Face down, ass up!
"Oh shit!" Lebron said. "My son's about to get fucked deep!" Kiyan
got into position and slid his dick deep up Bryce's hole. Bryce gasped
suddenly. "You good, son?" Lebron asked, a little worried. "Yea...
I'm fine, dad." Bryce said. "He always does that when I first get
inside." Kiyan said, trying to reassure Lebron that he wasn't hurting
his son. "You must have a real big dick, then." Lebron said. "I mean,
to make him gasp like that."
Kiyan slammed his dick up Bryce's hole. Watching fuck his son made
Lebron cringe a little. It reminded him of how Carmelo would fuck him,
sometimes. "Like father, like son." He said. Kiyan looked at him.
"Tear that man's ass up!" "FFUUCCKK!" Bryce cried out. "How does
that dick feel, son?" Lebron asked. "It... feels... good!" Bryce said,
breathlessly. "Damn, this hole is tight!" Kiyan exclaimed. He slapped
Bryce's ass. "Mmmm!" Bryce moaned. "Fuck yea!"
Meanwhile, Lebron sat staring as Bryce was getting his ass worked over.
"Damn, Kiyan's ass looks tight as hell!" He thought as he licked his
lips. He reached over and, gently, caressed Kiyan's ass cheek.
Startled, Kiyan looked at Lebron. "Just admiring that ass of yours."
Lebron said. "It looks so pretty!" That compliment made Kiyan grin
from ear to ear. It also made him fuck Bryce's ass harder. "Oooh
shit!" Bryce exclaimed as his eyes popped open wide. "Fuck me!"
Lebron slapped Kiyan on his ass and said, "Tear his ass up!" So, Kiyan
fucked Bryce's ass even harder. "Yea, tear that ass up! Make him beg
for that good dick!" Lebron slapped Kiyan's ass again. That shit
started to really turn Kiyan on. Suddenly, he shouted, "Spank my
ass!" At first, Lebron didn't know what to do. "You heard the man,
dad!" Bryce said with a grin. "Spank his ass! Make it hurt!"
SMACK! When Lebron smacked Kiyan's ass, Kiyan's body tingled all
over. "MMMMMM!" He moaned aloud. SMACK! "OOWWEEE!" He began to
fuck Bryce's hole harder. "Oooh shit!" Bryce moaned. "Give me that
dick!" Kiyan long stroked Bryce's hole just the way he liked it. "God
damn! Fuck! God damn!" Bryce's eyes rolled up into the back of his
head. "I ain't never seen his eyes do that before." Lebron said.
"Bryce, you alright, man?" Bryce looked at his dad with a goofy grin
on his face and said, "Yea, dad. I'm alright!"
Bryce was more than alright; he was in heaven! Kiyan was fucking him
deeper than he had before, and it felt wonderful! "Beat my back out,
man!" He said to Kiyan. A devilish grin came across Kiyan's lips.
Lebron knew what that meant. He had seen that look before. It was on
his teammate, Anthony Davis's face just before he fucked the breaks off
his ass! Instantly, Lebron caressed his own ass as he remembered that
booty beat down fondly.
Meanwhile, Kiyan was tearing Bryce's ass apart. "FFUUCCKK!" Bryce
roared as Kiyan fucked him deeper and deeper. "Oooh! My ass! God
damn!" His body tingled all over and his toes curled as Kiyan fucked
him down. Suddenly, Kiyan felt something poking his ass. He looked back
to see Lebron trying to shove his dick up his ass. That gave Kiyan an
idea. "I wanna fuck you standing up." He said to Bryce as he pulled
his dick out of Bryce's ass. "We've never done that before." Bryce
said. "This should be interesting."
So, Bryce bent over the bed with his legs spread wide apart. Then Kiyan
slid his dick up Bryce's ass once again. "GOD FUCKIN' DAMN!" Bryce
roared. He felt like his ass was being impaled by a tree trunk.
"Shit!" As he continued to fuck Bryce, Kiyan felt Lebron's tongue up
his ass. "Mmmm!" Kiyan moaned. "Oooh!" Without looking back, Bryce
knew exactly what was going on. "How does that ass taste... Dad?"
Shocked, Lebron asked, "How did you know I was eating him out?" Bryce
smiled and said, "Cause that's how Bronny sounds when you eat him
out!"
Lebron chuckled and continued to eat Kiyan out. "MMMMM!" Kiyan moaned
aloud. Lebron's tongue went deep up his hole. "JESUS!" Hearing Kiyan
moan really turned Bryce on. He backed his ass up on Kiyan's fat dick.
"Ooooh!" Bryce moaned. "Damn, this dick big!" Lebron stopped eating
Kiyan out long enough to slap his ass and say, "Fuck my son's ass good,
man!" Kiyan fucked Bryce harder and faster. Bryce's eyes bugged out
of his head! "Fuck! Shit! God damn!" Bryce roared. Sweat dripped as
he backed that ass up on the dick. "Mmmmm!"
"Kiyan, when was the last time you got this ass fucked?" Lebron asked
as he slid his middle finger up Kiyan's ass. Kiyan's ass was
incredibly tight, like it hadn't been fucked in a long while. "Cause
I'm about to bust this ass wide open!" He slid his finger in and out
of Kiyan's hole. "Mmmm." Kiyan moaned. His ass lips closed tightly
around Lebron's finger. "Damn!" Lebron exclaimed. "This ass is
tight!"
Lebron, slowly, slid his dick up Kiyan's hole. "Owwww!" Kiyan cried
out. Lebron stopped immediately; He wasn't trying to hurt the young
man. "You good?" He asked. "Yea." Kiyan lied. In truth, he felt
like he had a missile up his ass! He gritted his teeth, trying to deal
with the overwhelming pain. After a while, though, the pain subsided and
the pleasure that followed was like nothing Kiyan had ever felt before.
"This must be what it feels like to be high."
Meanwhile, Bryce was still getting his ass worked over by Kiyan's dick.
"MMMMM!" Bryce moaned. He was in heaven. Then he felt Kiyan's hands
fondling his nipples, pinching, squeezing them. He turned his head to
the side and his lips met Kiyan's and they passionately kissed.
"Oooh!" Bryce's ass was really getting worked over but, he'd wager,
they weren't getting as worked over as Kiyan's. Bryce had felt his
dad's dick inside him. That thing was huge!
"I'M GONNA CUMM!" Lebron roared. He pulled out of Kiyan's ass. In
turn, Kiyan pulled out of Bryce's ass. "Come here, Kiyan!" Lebron
reached over and grabbed Kiyan by the neck and pulled him down to his
knees. "Open that mouth!" Kiyan obediently opened his mouth. Seconds
later, Lebron sprayed several loads of cum down the young man's throat!
Bryce stroked his dick while he watched his dad empty his load into
Kiyan's mouth. "AAAAAHHHH FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKK!" Lebron bellowed.
Suddenly, Lebron heard a sound. He turned and saw his son, on the
ground, jerking his dick. Lebron quickly got down on his knees and said,
"Cum in my mouth!" Lebron had never let either of his boys cum in his
mouth. Bryce let Lebron take his dick into his mouth and suck on it.
"I'M CUMM....!" Before he could finish the sentence, Bryce shot his
first load into his dad's mouth.
Actually, he shot several loads into his mouth. As he shot his loads,
Bryce convulsed a lot. Lebron swallowed load after load. It was the
hottest thing Kiyan had ever seen! It really turned him on. Lebron
looked at Kiyan and smiled. "Have you ever cum in a man's ass
before?" He asked. "No...sir." Kiyan said breathlessly. "I want you
to cum in mine!" Lebron said. He laid down on his stomach and let Kiyan
lay on top of him. As soon as Kiyan slid his dick inside Lebron's tight
asshole, he came, almost, instantly. Lebron felt Kiyan's hot liquid
shooting up his asshole. "Yea, shoot that load, man! Feels so good!
Fuck!" It took a little while but, all three men had emptied their
balls. Kiyan rolled off of Lebron, spent. Bryce crawled over to Lebron
and, playfully, slapped his ass. "Hey, now!" Lebron said. "I'm the
only one supposed to be giving out spankings!"
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/michaels-first-dungeon-sex | Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2023 03:46:17 +0000 From: Charlie O Subject: Michael's First Dungeon Sex One night Ex-NBA basketball star, Dwyane Wade was sitting at the bar, nursing a fancy wine. Suddenly, in walked movie star Michael B. Jordan. He walked over to the bar and ordered a glass of liquor. "Hey, there." Dwyane said. "Oh, hi, Mr. Wade. How's your night?" Michael said. "it's going okay." Dwyane said. Michael said. Dwyane did not sound convincing. "Are you sure?" Michael said. "You don't sound okay." "Can I be honest with you?" Dwyane asked. "Yea, sure, why not." Michael said. "I'm miserable." Dwyane said. "My wife and I haven't had sex in about six months!" Michael's eyes popped out of his head in shock. "For real?" He asked. "How come... If I may ask." "She found out I had some fetishes that she wasn't down with." Dwyane admitted. "Like what," Michael asked. "If I may ask." Dwyane turned and looked into Michael's eyes. "You really wanna know?" Dwyane asked. Michael looked back at him and said, "Of course, I wanna know." "I like to dominate my partner." Dwyane said. "My wife wasn't trying to have that." "Well, that sucks!" Michael said. "I know." Dwyane asked. "I have a fetishes myself." Michael admitted. "Like what?" Dwyane asked. "May I ask." "I like being manhandled and handcuffed." Michael said. "For real?" Dwyane asked. "I also like being tickled... on my bare feet." Michael said. "What if someone stripped you naked, then handcuffed you and then tickled your feet?" Michael grinned devilishly and said, "That would really turn me on!" Dwyane paid both their tabs. Then he lifted Michael and put him over our shoulders. As he walked out of the door, Dwyane slapped Michael on the ass. "Where are you taking me?" Michael asked. "I'm in control so it really doesn't matter, does it?" Dwyane asked. "No, sir, it doesn't." Michael said obediently. Then Dwyane slapped Michael's ass again. This time, however, he also yanked down his pants and underwear so whoever saw them on the street could also see Michael's bare ass! As Dwyane carried Michael over his shoulder, people whistled as they went by. "He's got a cute ass, doesn't he?" Dwyane asked the people he passed on the street. "Yes, he does." A man said as he passed them. "May I cop a feel?" "Sure, why not?" Dwyane said. The man groped Michael's ass for a minute. "Mmmm." Michael moaned softly. He was really turned on. The man walked away. Soon, Dwyane had carried Michael to the roughest S/M club in New York! There was a bouncer standing outside. "Hello, Mr. Wade." The burly gentlemen said. "Got a new plaything, I see. You know the cost of bringing in your "toys"." Dwyane walked over to the man. The man groped Michael's ass roughly. Then he smacked Michael's ass hard, leaving his handprint on his ass cheeks. Next, he looked at Dwyane and said, "Please turn around and spread your legs. The man groped Dwyane's firm ass and gently slapped it. Then he stuck his entire finger up Dwyane's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Dwyane moaned. Dwyane's dick got rock hard. Next, the man stroked Dwyane's dick to full hardness. When he was done, the man backed out of the way and said, "Have a nice time, gentlemen!" As Dwyane walked through the lobby towards the front desk, he slapped Michael's firm, muscle ass. "Mmm." Michael moaned. Hush, boy!" Dwyane scolded Michael, slapping his ass harder. "I wouldn't be moaning if you stopped smacking my ass!" Michael said. "I got something for that ass." Dwyane said and slid his middle finger up Michael's ass. He slid it in and out of Michael's tight hole. "I'm gonna get you for that!" Michael said. "Talk is cheap!" Dwyane said. Then he felt Michael's hands going into the back of his pants. "Don't even think about it!" "Too late!" Michael said as he groped Dwyane's firm ass cheeks. Dwyane wanted to moan out loud, but he had just reached the front desk. As he tried to get them a "playroom" Michael continued to play with his ass. "May I help you?" The front desk attendant, a Black man with dreads asked. "I n-n-need a-a r-r-room, p-p-please!" Dwyane stuttered. Then, when Michael put his finger up his ass, he set Michael on to the floor. "This man needs a good spanking! Preferably in front of a lot of people!" "Take him to the ground floor!" The attendant said. "You can punish him good there." Dwyane dragged Michael in the direction the front desk person told him to go. Dwyane opened this big, gold painted to door. Once inside, Dwyane grinned like a kid in a candy store. This was one of the biggest and best dungeon room Dwyane had ever seen. There was every manner of S/M equipment Dwyane could think of. He went to a wall and grabbed a paddle and flogger. Then he walked Michael over to a wall where people were getting "Punished." With some help, Dwyane was able to chain Michael to some handcuffs that hung from the ceiling. "I can't wait to whoop this ass!" He said excitedly. "This is gonna be fun!" Dwyane roughly groped Michael's firm ass. "Mmmmm!" Michael moaned. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "I'm gonna cummm!" Dwyane grabbed Michael's head, roughly pulled it back and said, "You'd better not cum! You only cum when I say you can cum. You understand me?" "Yes." Michael said weakly. "What was that?" Dwyane asked. "I didn't hear you!" "Yes!" Michael said much louder. "Good." Dwyane said as he stroked Michael's hard dick. Then he suddenly stopped. Michael turned his head and looked at him. Dwyane looked back at him laughing evilly. He stroked Michael's dick again. "I'm gonna cum! Yes! Keep stroking!" Michael said excitedly. Then, again, Dwyane stopped. He did this two more times. "This torture!" Michael said. WHACK! WHACK! He used the flogger and spanked Michael's ass hard! "Don't you cum!" Dwyane said. "Don't you do it!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! At this point, Michael's ass was several shades darker. "Whose your master?" "You are sir." Michael said, submitting to Dwyane. "Call me master Wade!" Dwyane barked and paddled Michael's ass hard. "If he keeps this up," Michael thought. "I'm gonna cum no matter what he says!" Dwyane forced his hand between Michael's leg and fondled Michael's dick and balls. "FFUUCCKK!" Michael moaned. "OOOH!" Michael's eyes rolled up into the back of his head. "JESUS!" As he groped Michael's dick and balls, Dwyane whispered, "You like having my hands all over your dick and nuts, don't you?" Michael tried to get out of his chains. Dwyane grabbed Michael's nuts tightly. Michael gasped. "Don't you dare try to escape. I got you!" "Y-y-yes, m-m-master." Michael stuttered, his eyes going back into his head. SMACK! At this point, Michael felt like he was going to explode his cum everywhere! "I gotta hold on!" Michael thought to himself. "I gotta hold on!" Dwyane picked up the flogger and began flogging Michael's back and ass. "OWWW!" Michael cried out. That leather flogger stung like crazy! Michael tried to get out of the way of the flogger as it came down on his back and ass but, it was just no use. He was getting tagged by that flogger left, right, and center! Michael thought he was gonna pass out. His ass felt like it was on fire! "Whose ass is this?" Dwyane asked. "Yours!" Michael said. "This ass is yours!" Dwyane walked over and unchained him from the wall. Dwyane looked down and noticed Michael still had a hard dick. When he touched Michael's hard dick, Michael nearly jumped out of his skin. Michael's dick was throbbing. He leaned over and whispered to Michael, "Don't worry, I'll fix that. I promise." Dwyane found an empty sling and set Michael inside. This particular sling had handcuffs at the arms and legs. Dwyane made sure to put the cuffs on him. "Are you really ticklish?" Dwyane asked. Michael grinned but said absolutely nothing. "Never mind. I'll find out for myself." He began to tickle Michael's feet. "NOO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! AHAHAHAHA!" Michael screamed with laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Then, suddenly, Dwyane stopped and said, "Well, that's good to know." Dwyane slid his dick deep up Michael's tight hole. "OWWWW, FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Michael roared. He squirmed around, desperately trying to get loose!" "Where do you think you're going?" Dwyane asked. "MMMMM! OOOH!" Michael moaned, his body trembling with every thrust. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head as Dwyane fucked his hole harder. "Come on! Let me in!" Dwyane said. You can either let me in, or I can bust my way in!" "FUCK!" Michael cried out. "Okay." Dwyane said way too calmly. "Have it your way!" Dwyane piston fucked Michael's hole. "OH SHIT!" Michael exclaimed. The chains of the sling rattled as Dwyane's thrusts got harder and faster. "HELP ME!" Michael cried out. "Ain't nobody gonna help you here." Dwyane said. "This ass is all mine!" Then, as he fucked Michael down, Dwyane reached over and played with Michael's nipples, pinching them hard. Dwyane, then bent down and bit Michael's neck, leaving a love bite on his neck. "Mmmm!" Michael moaned loudly. He was moaning so loudly, other men in the dungeon were noticing the fuck down Dwyane was handing out! "Mm hm." Dwyane said. "This ass is tight as fuck! I love it!" "Does... it... feel... good... to... ya...?" Michael asked breathlessly. "Indeed, it does." Dwyane said. "This is the best ass I've had in a long time!" He slapped Michael's ass cheek. At this point, Michael was gonna spew his load any minute! "Fuck!" He said. Then Dwyane, sensing that Michael needed to cum, began to stroke Michael's dick. "I wouldn't do that if I were you." Dwyane ignored the warning and kept stroking Michael's dick as He kept fucking Michael's hole. "AWW, FFUUCCKK!" Michael moaned, his eyes going to the back of his head. All you could see were the whites of his eyes! "MMMMMM!" Michael trembled and shook, trying to hold off on spewing his load. "Cum for me, baby." Dwyane encouraged. "You know you want to." "N-n-no!" Michael stuttered. "Okay, have it your way." Dwyane said. Then he piston fucked Michael's hole, slamming his dick in and out of his poor hole. "OH GODDD!" Michael hollered. "FUCK MEEEE!" Dwyane continued to fuck Michael deep. Dwyane's stroke game was crazy! Then he upped the ante. He started tickling Michael's feet as he fucked him. "NO! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAAHA!" Michael said through fits of laughter. "HAHAHAHA!" He desperately tried to get out the chains that held him tight. "Where do you think you're going?" Before Michael could answer, his dick shot out cum, which landed everywhere. "Yea, that's it." Dwyane said, continuing to tickle Michael's feet. "Give me that cum!" After shooting his last load, Michael passed out. When Michael came to, he was somewhere new. He looked around. "I must be in a bathroom somewhere." He thought. The he felt something wet on his chest. He looked up and saw Dwyane peeing on his chest. "What the hell!" Michael exclaimed. "Shut up, boy!" Dwyane commanded. Other men joined Dwyane and peed all over Michael. Pretty soon he was covered in piss. To make matters worse, he was getting turned on. Then he felt some hot liquid being poured all over his dick and balls. "OWWW!" He cried out. Dwyane stood over him and came in his face. "I owed you that one." Dwyane said. He backed up and let the men have their way with Michael. After they were done, they cleaned him up and made the both of them walk out of the club butter ball naked! The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 1 Sep 2023 03:46:17 +0000
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Michael's First Dungeon Sex
One night Ex-NBA basketball star, Dwyane Wade was sitting at the bar,
nursing a fancy wine. Suddenly, in walked movie star Michael B. Jordan.
He walked over to the bar and ordered a glass of liquor. "Hey, there."
Dwyane said. "Oh, hi, Mr. Wade. How's your night?" Michael said.
"it's going okay." Dwyane said. Michael said. Dwyane did not sound
convincing. "Are you sure?" Michael said. "You don't sound okay."
"Can I be honest with you?" Dwyane asked. "Yea, sure, why not."
Michael said. "I'm miserable." Dwyane said. "My wife and I haven't
had sex in about six months!" Michael's eyes popped out of his head in
shock. "For real?" He asked. "How come... If I may ask." "She found
out I had some fetishes that she wasn't down with." Dwyane admitted.
"Like what," Michael asked. "If I may ask." Dwyane turned and looked
into Michael's eyes. "You really wanna know?" Dwyane asked. Michael
looked back at him and said, "Of course, I wanna know."
"I like to dominate my partner." Dwyane said. "My wife wasn't trying
to have that." "Well, that sucks!" Michael said. "I know." Dwyane
asked. "I have a fetishes myself." Michael admitted. "Like what?"
Dwyane asked. "May I ask." "I like being manhandled and handcuffed."
Michael said. "For real?" Dwyane asked. "I also like being tickled...
on my bare feet." Michael said. "What if someone stripped you naked,
then handcuffed you and then tickled your feet?" Michael grinned
devilishly and said, "That would really turn me on!"
Dwyane paid both their tabs. Then he lifted Michael and put him over our
shoulders. As he walked out of the door, Dwyane slapped Michael on the
ass. "Where are you taking me?" Michael asked. "I'm in control so
it really doesn't matter, does it?" Dwyane asked. "No, sir, it
doesn't." Michael said obediently. Then Dwyane slapped Michael's ass
again. This time, however, he also yanked down his pants and underwear
so whoever saw them on the street could also see Michael's bare ass!
As Dwyane carried Michael over his shoulder, people whistled as they went
by. "He's got a cute ass, doesn't he?" Dwyane asked the people he
passed on the street. "Yes, he does." A man said as he passed them.
"May I cop a feel?" "Sure, why not?" Dwyane said. The man groped
Michael's ass for a minute. "Mmmm." Michael moaned softly. He was
really turned on. The man walked away. Soon, Dwyane had carried Michael
to the roughest S/M club in New York!
There was a bouncer standing outside. "Hello, Mr. Wade." The burly
gentlemen said. "Got a new plaything, I see. You know the cost of
bringing in your "toys"." Dwyane walked over to the man. The man
groped Michael's ass roughly. Then he smacked Michael's ass hard,
leaving his handprint on his ass cheeks. Next, he looked at Dwyane and
said, "Please turn around and spread your legs. The man groped
Dwyane's firm ass and gently slapped it. Then he stuck his entire
finger up Dwyane's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Dwyane moaned. Dwyane's dick
got rock hard. Next, the man stroked Dwyane's dick to full hardness.
When he was done, the man backed out of the way and said, "Have a nice
time, gentlemen!"
As Dwyane walked through the lobby towards the front desk, he slapped
Michael's firm, muscle ass. "Mmm." Michael moaned. Hush, boy!"
Dwyane scolded Michael, slapping his ass harder. "I wouldn't be
moaning if you stopped smacking my ass!" Michael said. "I got
something for that ass." Dwyane said and slid his middle finger up
Michael's ass. He slid it in and out of Michael's tight hole. "I'm
gonna get you for that!" Michael said. "Talk is cheap!" Dwyane said.
Then he felt Michael's hands going into the back of his pants. "Don't
even think about it!" "Too late!" Michael said as he groped Dwyane's
firm ass cheeks. Dwyane wanted to moan out loud, but he had just reached
the front desk. As he tried to get them a "playroom" Michael continued
to play with his ass. "May I help you?" The front desk attendant, a
Black man with dreads asked. "I n-n-need a-a r-r-room, p-p-please!"
Dwyane stuttered. Then, when Michael put his finger up his ass, he set
Michael on to the floor. "This man needs a good spanking! Preferably in
front of a lot of people!" "Take him to the ground floor!" The
attendant said. "You can punish him good there." Dwyane dragged
Michael in the direction the front desk person told him to go.
Dwyane opened this big, gold painted to door. Once inside, Dwyane
grinned like a kid in a candy store. This was one of the biggest and
best dungeon room Dwyane had ever seen. There was every manner of S/M
equipment Dwyane could think of. He went to a wall and grabbed a paddle
and flogger. Then he walked Michael over to a wall where people were
getting "Punished." With some help, Dwyane was able to chain Michael
to some handcuffs that hung from the ceiling. "I can't wait to whoop
this ass!" He said excitedly. "This is gonna be fun!"
Dwyane roughly groped Michael's firm ass. "Mmmmm!" Michael moaned.
WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "I'm gonna cummm!" Dwyane grabbed Michael's
head, roughly pulled it back and said, "You'd better not cum! You only
cum when I say you can cum. You understand me?" "Yes." Michael said
weakly. "What was that?" Dwyane asked. "I didn't hear you!"
"Yes!" Michael said much louder. "Good." Dwyane said as he stroked
Michael's hard dick. Then he suddenly stopped. Michael turned his head
and looked at him. Dwyane looked back at him laughing evilly. He
stroked Michael's dick again. "I'm gonna cum! Yes! Keep stroking!"
Michael said excitedly. Then, again, Dwyane stopped. He did this two
more times. "This torture!" Michael said. WHACK! WHACK! He used the
flogger and spanked Michael's ass hard! "Don't you cum!" Dwyane said.
"Don't you do it!" WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! At this point, Michael's ass
was several shades darker. "Whose your master?"
"You are sir." Michael said, submitting to Dwyane. "Call me master
Wade!" Dwyane barked and paddled Michael's ass hard. "If he keeps
this up," Michael thought. "I'm gonna cum no matter what he says!"
Dwyane forced his hand between Michael's leg and fondled Michael's dick
and balls. "FFUUCCKK!" Michael moaned. "OOOH!" Michael's eyes
rolled up into the back of his head. "JESUS!"
As he groped Michael's dick and balls, Dwyane whispered, "You like
having my hands all over your dick and nuts, don't you?" Michael tried
to get out of his chains. Dwyane grabbed Michael's nuts tightly.
Michael gasped. "Don't you dare try to escape. I got you!"
"Y-y-yes, m-m-master." Michael stuttered, his eyes going back into his
head. SMACK! At this point, Michael felt like he was going to explode
his cum everywhere!
"I gotta hold on!" Michael thought to himself. "I gotta hold on!"
Dwyane picked up the flogger and began flogging Michael's back and ass.
"OWWW!" Michael cried out. That leather flogger stung like crazy!
Michael tried to get out of the way of the flogger as it came down on his
back and ass but, it was just no use. He was getting tagged by that
flogger left, right, and center!
Michael thought he was gonna pass out. His ass felt like it was on
fire! "Whose ass is this?" Dwyane asked. "Yours!" Michael said.
"This ass is yours!" Dwyane walked over and unchained him from the
wall. Dwyane looked down and noticed Michael still had a hard dick.
When he touched Michael's hard dick, Michael nearly jumped out of his
skin. Michael's dick was throbbing. He leaned over and whispered to
Michael, "Don't worry, I'll fix that. I promise."
Dwyane found an empty sling and set Michael inside. This particular
sling had handcuffs at the arms and legs. Dwyane made sure to put the
cuffs on him. "Are you really ticklish?" Dwyane asked. Michael
grinned but said absolutely nothing. "Never mind. I'll find out for
myself." He began to tickle Michael's feet. "NOO! HAHAHAHA! STOP!
AHAHAHAHA!" Michael screamed with laughter. "HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Then,
suddenly, Dwyane stopped and said, "Well, that's good to know."
Dwyane slid his dick deep up Michael's tight hole. "OWWWW,
FFFUUUCCCKKK!" Michael roared. He squirmed around, desperately trying
to get loose!" "Where do you think you're going?" Dwyane asked.
"MMMMM! OOOH!" Michael moaned, his body trembling with every thrust.
His eyes rolled up into the back of his head as Dwyane fucked his hole
harder. "Come on! Let me in!" Dwyane said. You can either let me in,
or I can bust my way in!" "FUCK!" Michael cried out. "Okay."
Dwyane said way too calmly. "Have it your way!"
Dwyane piston fucked Michael's hole. "OH SHIT!" Michael exclaimed.
The chains of the sling rattled as Dwyane's thrusts got harder and
faster. "HELP ME!" Michael cried out. "Ain't nobody gonna help you
here." Dwyane said. "This ass is all mine!" Then, as he fucked
Michael down, Dwyane reached over and played with Michael's nipples,
pinching them hard. Dwyane, then bent down and bit Michael's neck,
leaving a love bite on his neck. "Mmmm!" Michael moaned loudly. He
was moaning so loudly, other men in the dungeon were noticing the fuck
down Dwyane was handing out!
"Mm hm." Dwyane said. "This ass is tight as fuck! I love it!"
"Does... it... feel... good... to... ya...?" Michael asked breathlessly.
"Indeed, it does." Dwyane said. "This is the best ass I've had in a
long time!" He slapped Michael's ass cheek. At this point, Michael
was gonna spew his load any minute! "Fuck!" He said. Then Dwyane,
sensing that Michael needed to cum, began to stroke Michael's dick. "I
wouldn't do that if I were you."
Dwyane ignored the warning and kept stroking Michael's dick as He kept
fucking Michael's hole. "AWW, FFUUCCKK!" Michael moaned, his eyes
going to the back of his head. All you could see were the whites of his
eyes! "MMMMMM!" Michael trembled and shook, trying to hold off on
spewing his load. "Cum for me, baby." Dwyane encouraged. "You know
you want to." "N-n-no!" Michael stuttered. "Okay, have it your
way." Dwyane said. Then he piston fucked Michael's hole, slamming his
dick in and out of his poor hole. "OH GODDD!" Michael hollered. "FUCK
MEEEE!"
Dwyane continued to fuck Michael deep. Dwyane's stroke game was crazy!
Then he upped the ante. He started tickling Michael's feet as he fucked
him. "NO! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAAHA!" Michael said through fits of
laughter. "HAHAHAHA!" He desperately tried to get out the chains that
held him tight. "Where do you think you're going?" Before Michael
could answer, his dick shot out cum, which landed everywhere. "Yea,
that's it." Dwyane said, continuing to tickle Michael's feet. "Give
me that cum!" After shooting his last load, Michael passed out.
When Michael came to, he was somewhere new. He looked around. "I must
be in a bathroom somewhere." He thought. The he felt something wet on
his chest. He looked up and saw Dwyane peeing on his chest. "What the
hell!" Michael exclaimed. "Shut up, boy!" Dwyane commanded. Other
men joined Dwyane and peed all over Michael. Pretty soon he was covered
in piss. To make matters worse, he was getting turned on. Then he felt
some hot liquid being poured all over his dick and balls. "OWWW!" He
cried out. Dwyane stood over him and came in his face. "I owed you
that one." Dwyane said. He backed up and let the men have their way
with Michael. After they were done, they cleaned him up and made the
both of them walk out of the club butter ball naked!
The End
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From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: Vulcan Charades
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July 2023 Quick-Write: Vulcan Charades
Part 1: Does It Tickle?
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Special Thanks to John for helping with this story.
Author's Note: This story is set during the Star Trek: Strange New Worlds
episode "Charades".
~ ~ ~ ~
"Lieutenant, I...I would like to apologize for my..." Spock tugged at the
collar of his uniform, his embarrassment making it a struggle to maintain
eye contact. "...for my outburst during the briefing."
The corner of Sam Kirk's mustache twitched as he grinned. "Don't worry
about it, Mister Spock. Water under the bridge." His grin grew wider as
Spock's features screwed up with confusion, a noticeable change from his
usual response of a single raised eyebrow or cocked head. "It means it's in
the past and let it go."
"Okay..." Spock's eyes darted around, trying to make sense of the phrase
before inhaling deeply and shaking his head. "Still, I shouldn't have
threatened to, um..."
"Break me?" Sam bit his lip to keep from laughing as Spock blushed. "Didn't
know that you were into wrestling, sir."
"Vulcans have several forms of...oh. Oh!!" Spock laughed loudly, the sound
echoing down the corridor, joined by Sam's laughter as well.
"Feel better?"
"I feel much better, thank-you." Spock smiled broadly, full of relief.
"Speaking of which, I've been working on your DNA problem based on some of
what we know about the Kerkhovs." Kirk held up a PADD with a display of his
project. "I'm heading to the mess hall if you want to join and look over
it."
"I, um..." Spock swallowed, the pink hue returning to his cheeks.
"You already ate?"
"No. I'm just..." The science officer's nose scrunched up as he thought
about the mess hall and all the people that would be in there. "I don't
really feel comfortable around large groups of people right now."
"Because of the outburst? Don't worry, ship's gossip will find a new target
soon."
"No, it's not that. I just feel...awkward. It's like I can feel everyone
looking at my ears. I mean, I don't think they are but it feels like they
are and I'm just..." Spock let out a long sigh.
"That makes sense. How about my quarters then? I promise not to stare at
your ears." Sam winked. "Not too much anyway." He chuckled as Spock rolled
his eyes.
"If you do, I promise not to break you...not too much anyway." Sam's
chuckle turned into a large laugh - he wasn't used to Spock making jokes.
"Alright." The pair turned and made their way towards the turbolift. "Fair
warning though, I wrestled back at the Academy, so good luck."
~ ~ ~ ~
"This looks promising." Spock set Sam's PADD down on the table, placing the
tablet device between their plates. "Have you shown it to Nurse Chapel?"
"Not yet. There's still some ideas I want to add, but I can send it to her
with notes..." Sam trailed off, raising his hand to wipe his upper lip. Not
feeling any food, he ran his thumb over his lip again. "Do I have food in
my mustache?"
"Hmm? Oh, sorry, no, you don't. Sorry for staring. It's just that
Vulcans...well, most Vulcans are clean-shaven. Which it would seem more
logical to *not* shave every day to save time and effort."
"Thinking of growing one? Come, join the mustache club. I get a free
shuttle if I recruit a bridge officer."
Spock laughed, trying to picture himself with a mustache like Sam's. "Is
there actually a...?" He watched as Sam shook his head. "Oh - ha!"
"Oooh - or maybe a goatee. That would look cool, kinda like a pirate or
something fiendish. Like a version of Spock gone rogue or something."
Sam got up and cleared some of the dishes, returning with refills for their
drinks. "You're doing it again."
Spock's eyes darted up from the area of Sam's mouth. "Sorry. However, I'll
work on not staring at your mustache if you stop looking at my ears."
Now it was Sam's turn to blush. "Ahh, you caught me. I'm trying, I promise,
it's just...odd seeing you without the pointy ones. And here the whole goal
was for you to not have your little round ears stared at all evening."
He chuckled as Spock raised his fingers to his ears, tracing over the top
of them. "Are they - are they little?"
Sam tilted his head, getting a better look at his commanding officer's
ears. "Nooo, they're not small. They just seem smaller than usual because,
you know, no..." His fingers went up to his own ears, moving together in a
triangle-shape.
"They don't look weird?"
"Weird? Naw. Hell, I can think of a few people who might think they're
adorable. Should we go to Sickbay and deliver this report in person?" Sam
grinned again, noting the blush on Spock's cheeks as the other man caught
the subtle reference to Nurse Chapel.
"I think sending it as a message would suffice. Does it tickle?"
"Huh?"
"Sorry." Spock shook his head to clear it. "I'm still trying to deal
with..." He waved his hand in the air in a circular motion. "...all
this. It's like trying my train of thought keeps getting interrupted by
random thoughts. Or saying them without thinking."
"That...yeah, that sounds pretty human." Sam rose an eyebrow. "Does what
tickle?"
"Oh. Your um, mustache. I'm trying to figure out what it'd be like to grow
one. Maybe join your club if this DNA problem can't be solved."
Sam laughed again, trying to picture Spock on the bridge with a
mustache...and the crew's reaction. "Well, they wouldn't be looking at your
ears much if you did, that's for sure!" He caught Spock's eyes drifting
down to his mouth again. "But to answer your question, no. Maybe if I grew
it out longer and it hit my lip, but then food would get stuck in it and
stuff, so naw, keep it short. Usually the other person says it tickles
though."
"The...other person?" Spock's eyebrows twitched, trying to figure out Sam's
comment while observing that the lack of pronouns in the other man's
response.
"You know, kissing. Usually the other person thinks it tickles." Sam winked
at Spock, wagging his eyebrows. "You really should have more fun on away
missions and shore leave."
"I have a fiancee."
"And I have a wife. But we're out on long trips from home, so she and I
have...an arrangement."
"An...arrangement?"
"Mmhmm. Next time we're on a planet with an Orion pleasure house, I'll take
you with me. You'll be exhausted for a few days after but it's soooo worth
it."
"Vulcans..." Spock cleared his throat, which suddenly felt tight. "Vulcans
don't...we suppress our emotions and our urges."
"Ahh, but if you're still human the next time we have shore leave..." Sam
leaned back, raising his glass and winking. Something in his peripheral
vision caught his attention. Glancing down, he noticed a large lump in the
front of Spock's pants. "Sir, it's not polite to point a phaser at a fellow
officer. Regulation 20-L."
"Phaser?" Spock followed Sam's eyes as they glanced down. "Oh!" His cheeks
went bright red as he moved his hands to cover his crotch. "I'm
sorry...damn, sorry, I'm just - "
"Getting used to human feelings and urges?"
"Yes." Spock's already-pink cheeks turned a darker shade. "How do you do
it? It's like a swirl of many of them at once, it's...bewildering."
Sam leaned forward, his blue eyes staring into Spock's. "Depends. How do
you feel right now?"
"Embarrassed. Frustrated. Intrigued. Confused."
"Intrigued?"
"The, um, Orion...thing."
"Oh man, you'd have so much fun." Sam's eyes darted down and back up
again. "Any other emotions stirring around in that not-Vulcan mind of
yours?"
Something about Sam's voice propelled Spock to speak in a more frank
manner, wondering how he might respond.
"Strange. Curious."
"Curious?" Sam raised his glass to his lips and took a drink, licking
whiskey from the hair covering his upper lip, watching as Spock's eyes
tracked his tongue's movement.
"Yes, curious."
"Curious about what?"
Spock felt hypnotized by those piercing blue eyes. He took in a breath and
then spoke. "If it tickles."
"If what tickles?"
"Your....your mustache."
"Scientific curiosity, eh?"
"Yes, scientific curiosity."
"We could..." Sam tilted his head back and forth. "...do an experiment."
The corner of his mouth pulled up in a sly grin.
Spock shifted on his chair, moving closer towards Sam. "I love
experiments." His grin matched Kirk's.
"Of course. We're scientists." Sam leaned forward, his lips brushing
against Spock's. The movement was tentative at first, barely
touching. Spock tilted his jaw, bringing their mouths together, lips
working against one another. Sam's tongue ran against his lower lip which
Spock lowered instinctively, allowing the other man inside his mouth, their
tongues dancing as their breathing got heavier.
Sam broke the kiss, pulling his face a few inches away. "So, did it
tickle?"
Spock ran his fingers across his upper lip, analyzing the sensations from
the kiss. Smiling, he looked back to Sam. "A little, yes."
"Bad tickle or nice tickle?" A gleam of mischief shone in Sam's eyes.
"Nice. Really nice."
Sam's lips met Spock's again, small teasing kisses, their noses bumping
against one another. He broke the kiss again, resting his forehead against
Spock's.
"And what emotions are you feeling now?"
Spock pulled away, looking into Sam's eyes with a large smile. "I
feel...horny. Extremely horny." He lunged forward, hungrily pressing his
lips to Sam's, thoroughly enjoying the way Kirk's mustache rubbed against
his lips.
~ ~ ~ ~
Spock's shirt went flying off...somewhere. His usually-analytical mind was
focused on other matters at the moment as Sam's mouth worked at the corner
of his jaw, eliciting a long moan from the science officer. As if Kirk's
lips and tongue weren't enough, he kept purposefully brushing his mustache
against Spock's flesh, enjoying the way Spock responded with little gasps,
his fingers digging at Sam's shoulders.
Sam's mouth moved further down, lips planting small kisses over the swell
of Spock's chest. "Damn, you've got big nipples."
He felt suddenly self-conscious. "They are? Are they too big?"
The other man grinned, tracing a finger around the dark pink circle. "No,
they're perfect. Big juicy nipples."
"They don't - ahhh!!!!" The sensation of Sam's lips sucking sent a jolt
down Spock's spine, causing his back to arch up into the air as he cried
out. Sam redoubled his efforts - licking, sucking, and chewing on the teat
while his hand caressed the large hard lump in Spock's pants. The
former-Vulcan continued writhing under Sam's attention, causing him to look
up as his face moved over to the other side of his friend's chest.
"You okay?"
"I...ahhhhh...I'm great. Really REALLY great. I've just never...mmmmmm."
"Never what?" Kirk's tongue moved in a teasing circle.
"No one's ever...done that."
"Really?" Sam's eyebrows rose up, curious and surprised. "No one's ever
played with these beautiful nipples of yours before?"
"I...no. Vulcan's don't...do that."
"Mmm, that's a shame." Sam's lips found the hard nub and sucked on it,
earning more moans from the other man. "I *love* doing that."
"Then perhaps we should add it to your duty responsibilities. Unofficially,
of course."
"Yes sir." Sam's mouth closed on the dark pink circle of flesh and sucked
hard. After playing with Spock's nipples until the other man was left
panting, he began lapping his tongue across Spock's chest, his tongue
moving in long slow strokes. "I love your chest,
by the way. I have a hard time not staring at it during meetings."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah. Hell, it looks like it's grown over the last year, really filling
out that uniform of yours nicely. I've been dying with curiousity,
wondering what it would look like." Sam's words and constant licking
distracted Spock as Kirk began moving downward. Fingers at his waistband
caught his attention, prompting Spock to lift himself up a little onto his
elbows.
"I um..."
"Haven't been blown before? Vulcans don't do that either?"
"They...no, they don't. But I have." Sam grinned as that adorable blush
reappeared on Spock's cheeks.
"Oh really? Fascinating." Both men grinned as Sam used Spock's
catchphrase. "On Vulcan?"
"No, at the Academy. With a Deltan."
"Oh damn - Deltans know what they're doing." Both men closed their eyes and
hummed as memories of their own encounters with the sensual species ran
through their minds. Sam's fingers went to the buttons on Spock's trousers
again and stopped when he felt the other man's body stiffen. He looked up
with one eyebrow raised.
"Sorry. It just...looks...weird."
"Weird?"
"Well, different."
"Ah - I haven't seen a Vulcan dick before." Sam smirked as he undid the
pants button.
"That's the problem - it's...human. Not Vulcan."
"Ohhhh." Sam nodded, having forgotten about the DNA incident for a
moment. "Hey, what's wrong with a human dick?"
"I - um, nothing!" Spock looked embarrassed.
"It's okay Spock. I'm a xenoanthropologist - I've studied the anatomy of a
lot of different species." He slowly pulled down the zipper. "Studied some
rather intimately. I've seen a lot of different types of cocks..." He
grinned as he looked up. "...and I don't get surprised by it anymore. But
human meat - I'm an expert on that. I'll be gentle, I promise." He slid
Spock's pants off, leaving the stud in just his underwear, the grey fabric
tenting with a large wet spot. Sam presses his lips to the damp part of the
bulge and began sucking, enjoying the taste of Spock's juices.
His fingers curled into the waistband and slid it down, releasing Spock's
member which slapped down against his belly with a heavy sound. "Damn dude,
nice." Sam took the rod of flesh in his hand, appraising it. "Really
nice. So what does a Vulcan piece look like?"
"A little longer..."
"Longer?" Sam looked up - the cock in his hand was already a good length.
"I lost a few centimeters with the...incident. And a little bit of girth."
Spock blushed, embarrassed.
"Well, you were left with...a pretty nice size. A really nice size,
actually." He squeezed it tenderly.
"And ridges."
Sam's thumb slid down the smooth shaft. "Ridges? Where?"
"Mmmmm." Spock moaned as Sam played with his rod. "The head. Humans have
one ridge, Vulcans have three."
"Oh fuck, I bet that feels amazing." Eagerly, Sam opened his mouth and
engulfed Spock's manhood, sucking hungrily on it, enjoying the way that the
head kept throbbing and depositing pearls of precum on his tongue. Before
long, he was bobbing up and down the spit-coated shaft, savoring both the
taste and feel of it in his mouth and the way that Spock's hands clutched
at Sam's scalp, encouraging his efforts at the
same time that it seemed like Spock was trying to hold back. Soon, the cock
was jerking in his mouth as Spock groaned, shooting his seed down Sam's
throat which worked quickly to get every drop.
Sam crawled up on the bed, his lips finding Spock's. "You taste great, by
the way. For a human." Both men giggled, Sam's turning into a cry of
surprise as Spock rolled the other man onto his back.
"Can I...?"
"Hell yeah." He watched as Spock moved quickly, almost ripping Sam's pants
off with his eagerness to play with his new toy. He soon had Sam stripped
down nude, staring as he took in the sight of his friend's hard cock. A
veined shaft rose up in the air, curving slightly to the side, ending with
a long bullet-shaped head. Something shiny caught Spock's eye and he
noticed a bead of precum emerge, growing larger before it broke free and
began running slowly down the head. Instinctively, he leaned forward and
caught it with his tongue, moaning lightly at the taste. Wrapping his lips
around the head, he suckled on it as he pumped the shaft with his hand,
soon rewarded with more of Sam's nectar.
It'd been long enough since his Academy days - Spock found he struggled to
work much further than halfway down the shaft before he started
coughing. Instead, he worked fervently on the top half of Sam's dick while
stroking the bottom half with his hand.
"My nuts..."
Spock pulled off and looked down. "Are they okay?"
"Yeah. But they'd be great if you...ahhhhh, that's it." Sam's head rolled
back and he grinned as Spock's tongue began caressing his balls, one hand
still stroking his meat. The science officer went back and forth, analyzing
Sam's member with his mouth and fingers, looking for the best ways to get
moans out of the other man, seeing which movements caused his body to
quiver with delight.
"I'm going to....oh...ohhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Sam groaned as Spock's lips wrapped
around the end of his cock again and sucked hard, swallowing his load as it
erupted. Spent, he rested against the sheets, feeling Spock snuggle up next
to him.
"You taste great too."
"Thanks." Sam's finger and thumb found Spock's chin and pulled him in for a
kiss, tasting himself on the other man's lips. Their kiss deepened. Sam
pulled Spock on top of him, enjoying the weight of the stud's body, feeling
his muscles under Sam's hands as they roamed around. Something hard nudged
into his thigh. "Someone's awake again."
"What now?" Spock wasn't sure if he should return to his own quarters, now
that they had both gotten off. 'What do humans do after sex?' he asked
himself.
"Well, I'll need a little time to recover..."
"Ah." Spock shifted upward - and found his movement stopped by Sam's palms
against his back, the other man's legs wrapping around Spock's waist.
"...but you seem ready to go again." That sexy mustache twitched as Sam
grinned, causing Spock to dive in for another little kiss.
"Do you want me to...?" He looked down, licking his lips.
"You can, if you want. Or..." Sam lifted his hips and rocked their bodies.
"Oh. OH!"
"Hmmm?" One eyebrow lifted over a pair of bold blue eyes.
"Yes. Hell yes." Spock thrust forward, trying to push against Sam.
"Woah - easy tiger. I don't know about Vulcans but humans need..." He
reached over and grabbed a bottle from a shelf near the bed. "...lube."
Sam tried not to chuckle as Spock quickly and eagerly slathered the clear
fluid onto his length. Squaring his shoulders, the head of his cock nestled
against Sam's entrance.
"Ready?"
"Yea--ahhh!" Sam's eyes went wide open as half of Spock's member pushed
inside.
"Oh fuck - I forgot, humans have a lower tolerance for pain. Sorry!" Spock
began sliding out, which felt just as uncomfortable to Sam's hole. He
flexed his legs, using them to pin Spock in place.
"Hang on. Don't...move." Sam took deep breaths, taking a few moments to
recover from the quick intrusion. "Okay, start again. But slow this time."
His chuckle turned into a moan as he felt Spock slowly slide back in. He
realized he should have given better instructions as the cock kept going,
rather than sliding back and forth and easing in...going...and
going...until he felt Spock's large balls pressed against his rear. Sam
swallowed, his guts howling.
"Ready?" He looked up to find Spock's eyes wide open, full of enthusiasm.
"Yeah. Just...ahhhh..." Sam groaned as Spock pulled back, all the way,
until he was nearly fully pulled out...and then pushed forward again,
burying himself.
"Oh wow. You feel....so tight..." Spock's hips pumped back and forth,
feeling Sam's fingers clutch at his shoulders and back. "...so fucking
hot. So good. Soooo good." He closed his eyes as he increased both in power
and speed. At the same time, he tried tilting his hips to different angles
until...
"OhhhhHHHH!!!" Spock smiled as he found what he was looking for. Holding
his back at the same angle, he began pounding into Sam, watching as the
other man's eyes rolled back in his head, his cock having gotten hard again
as it slapped between their bodies. Sam's heels dug against Spock's ass,
urging him on as his fingers raked against the other man's arms and
backside.
"Fuck me. Fuck me...Fuuuuuuck!!!"
"I...am...fucking...you. Should I...work harder?"
"Huh ohhhHHHH!!!" Sam was surprised when Spock shifted forward, pushing
Sam's legs up and out, allowing his cock to burrow even deeper into Sam's
insides. His thrusts got faster and harder, causing the bed to rock against
the wall.
"Sam..."
"Yeah."
"Sam."
"Yeah Spock?"
"I'm...getting...should I...?"
"Don't you dare stop!" Sam clung to Spock's body and pulled him closer,
moaning as the other man began fucking him even harder. With a long low
howl, Spock rammed forward one last time, his thighs quaking as he bred
Kirk's ass.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Sorry, I should have been more gentle."
"No, I loved it, every moment. Although I'm a little afraid of getting 'the
full Vulcan' treatment now." Sam winked, flicking Spock's nipple with his
finger.
"I would be...a little more restrained." Spock grinned, imagining the
telepathic bond that Vulcans created during sex, which would allow him to
feel exactly what Sam might be feeling if they...
The thought brought a hungry desire to their kissing. Sam found his hand
wandering over Spock's body again, finding his half-hard cock, his weighty
balls...and as Spock spread his legs...this. Sam felt Spock moan against
his mouth as his finger pushed into the knot of flesh, feeling it open up
for him. Sucking on his fingers to get them wet, he went back to work,
opening Spock up with one and then two, now three fingers.
"Yeah, you like that?"
"Mmmhmmm."
"And this?" Sam brushed his upper lip over Spock's nipple as he continued
sliding his fingers in and out down below.
"Ohhhhhh yessss."
"Who's got a hungry little hole?"
"I...do." Spock's words came out hesitantly, unused to speaking much during
sex.
"Yeah? What are you hungry for?"
Spock reached down, grasping Sam's rigid dick. "This."
"Mmmm, Spock baby..." Sam's lips teased at a nipple while his fingers
drummed against Spock's prostate. "...it's all yours." Sam rolled onto his
back, pulling Spock with him so that the other man was on top. Reaching
over, he found the small bottle and lubed up his length, rubbing it up and
down Spock's crack. "Ready?"
"Yes ohhh ohhhhhhh." Spock moaned as the tip of Sam's cock pressed inside,
opening up his hole further. Sam watched Spock's response as he pressed
further in, getting about a third of the way in before Spock's eyebrows
twitched. Pausing, he pulled back and began slowly rocking forward again,
easing in a little more each time until he felt that big sexy ass resting
against his thighs.
"How's that?"
Amazing. OhhhHHHH." Spock moaned as Sam slowly pumped in and out. Hands on
his hips silently prompted him to move as well, until Spock found himself
bouncing up and down, riding Sam's length. The hands slid up, squeezing his
pecs.
"Fuck, I love this chest of yours. I could stare at it, feel it, all damn
day."
"Yeah? Perhaps we should have our briefings in your quarters then. Without
shirts."
"I'd love that."
"We wouldn't get any work done."
"Who cares?"
"Good point." Spock moaned as Sam worked over his chest and nipples,
playing with them while he rode up and down. He hadn't known how much
pleasure that part of his body could have...and he didn't want it to
stop. A series of long moans rolled out of his throat.
*smack* A hand came down on his ass.
"Who's a naughty little Vulcan?"
"I'm...no longer Vulcan?"
The hand came down on his rear again, sending a shiver up Spock's
spine. "Who's a naughty little earthling then?"
"Me?"
"Me?" Sam grinned. "Riding like crazy, moaning non-stop, unable to get
enough of this dick." He pumped his hips up to make a point. His hand came
down on Spock's butt again. His eyes twinkled with lust. "Who's my naughty
Spock?"
"Me. I am."
*smack* "You're what?"
Spock felt his already-hard cock get even harder, almost painfully
so. Grinning from ear to ear, he flexed his ass, tightening its grip on
Sam's cock. "I'm your naughty Spock."
"Yeah?" Another swat, lighter and more playful this time.
"Yeah. I'm naughty Spock." Now Spock's eyes were also flashing
devilishly. He felt flushed.
"Prove it." Sam rested his arms behind his head, waiting.
Chewing on his lower lip, Spock rested his hands on Sam's chest, gaining
leverage so that he could lift himself up and down...up and down, faster
and faster. Soon, he was riding Sam with a vengeance, his loud moans
filling the cabin, accompanied by Sam's lustful groans of pleasure. When
Sam's hands found his chest again, Spock was nearly howling with lust, his
body covered in sweat. "I'm a naughty Spock...naughty Spock...fuck me fuck
me FUCK ME!"
His back was arched, hips grinding down, head thrown back, relishing the
way Sam's hands pressed against him, tugging on his nipples, caressing his
chest.
"Going to give you some more human DNA," Sam growled.
"Yes. YESSSSS!!!!" Spock moaned, riding even harder. "Give it to me - all
of it."
~ ~ ~ ~
Sam's growled lightly as his lower lip was lightly tugged on by Spock's
teeth before the science officer's tongue found its way back into Kirk's
mouth. Spock let out a sound that was half-moan and half-whimper as two
fingers played with his cum-covered hole.
Sam broke the kiss, staring into Spock's deep brown eyes, enjoying this new
and unexpected side of his friend. Reaching down, he grasped the hard cock
that was poking against his belly and gave it a squeeze. "Ready for another
round?"
"Hell yeah." Spock nodded, grinning wildly.
"Anything you want to try?"
"There..." Spock paused, clearing his throat. "Um, I did come across
something while doing a study of human courtship rituals."
"You were watching porn?" Sam's eyes lit up with amusement.
"No, I was, uh, it was part of my research on human behavior."
"Spock..." Sam tilted his head, raising one eyebrow and grinning. "You need
to work on lying - just say that you were watching porn."
"Anyway." Spock paused, waiting.
"Okay." Sam chuckled, slowly rolling his eyes. "So, what did you come
across in your...research?"
"It was a position where one person was on their hands and knees and their
other was upright, resting on their knees behind them."
"Oh, doggystyle."
"Doggy...?" Spock's eyebrows scrunched together, confused for a moment
before his mouth dropped into a small o-shape, his eyebrows raising back
up. "Ohhhh. I see. Because they - "
"Yeah." Sam cut off the analysis, focusing on the enjoyment at hand...or
rather, 'in-hand', as he was still lightly stroking Spock's dick. "So, you
want to try that?"
"Yes." Spock nodded enthusiastically. "It looked...fun."
Sam curled his lips together, biting on them in order to suppress a
laugh. Swallowing, he regained his composure. "Yeah, that would be fun."
With a wink, he wiggled out from below and crawled off of the bed, settling
onto his hands and knees on the floor.
"Why did you move down there?" Spock leaned over, still on the bed,
observing Sam's bare backside.
The other man pointed towards the wall, where a long mirror hung on the
wall. "So you can 'observe' better."
"Oh. Excellent!" Spock sprung down from the bed, quickly getting behind
Sam. His palm wandered over the smooth lower back, down along the curve of
Sam's rear, enjoying the feel of his friend's skin. He was even enjoying
the scent in the room. While normally Vulcans struggled with the smells
that humans gave off, Spcok was finding the musky sweaty scent in the room
to be invigorating and intoxicating. His hard member throbbed, waving in
the air.
"Ready?"
Spock looked up to find Sam watching him in the mirror. "Sorry. I'm just
really...excited. I've never..." He looked back down at Sam's body.
"Vulcans don't do it on all fours?"
"No, never. I mean, Vulcans are very passionate during sex, but the
positions are very..." Spock struggled to find a word.
"Vanilla?" Sam smirked a little as Spock tilted his head,
confused. "Basic."
"Ahh, yeah, they're *very* basic."
"Well, time to try something neWWohhh." Sam's word trailed off into a moan
as the thick head of Spock's cock worked its way into his entrance.
With his insides greased up with lube and cum and already stretched from
his earlier session bottoming for Spock, Sam hummed with enjoyment as he
felt the girthy member burrow inside. Opening his eyes, he watched in the
mirror as Spock stared down, apparently mesmerized by the sight of his cock
sinking into Sam's rear, his lower lip hanging open slightly, eyes staring
intently. Spock's eyebrows twitched and he let out a long sigh as he
bottomed out, his hips coming to rest against Sam's ass. Soon he was
thrusting away, skin slapping against skin as he pounded into Kirk's hole.
Sam encouraged him on, asking through heavy breaths for Spock to give it to
him harder, faster.
"Oh yeah, give me that big daddy dick!" The words came out of Sam's mouth
instinctively, fully enjoying the way that his guts were being
railed. Except the fucking stopped. He looked up, finding that Spock has
paused from confusion.
"Daddy?"
"It's..." Sam let out a long breath, trying to bite back frustration,
wanting Spock to keep going and feeling that the mood of the moment had
been broken. "It's just a thing, you know? When you're really into sex and
you call the other guy daddy."
"Why?"
"I don't...I don't know."
"Hmmm." He glanced down at his cock, half-buried with Sam's hole clenching
around the shaft. Looking back up, he caught Sam's bold blue eyes in the
mirror. "Perhaps it has something to do with a position of authority and
power."
"Spock..." Sam swallowed, struggling to be patient.
"So...you want me to be your...daddy?" Sam looked up again to find one
eyebrow raised...but it was a look of sexiness rather than curiosity.
"I - " He was cut off as Spock rammed his cock in to the hilt.
"I expect an answer. Do you want me to be your daddy?"
A shiver went down Sam's spine as the mood in the room took a turn - he
hadn't expected Spock to...adapt...so quickly to the situation. 'Damn
Vulcan intelligence,' he thought with amusement and lust.
"Yes."
Spock pulled out and slammed his cock back in. Some of the videos he'd seen
during his 'research' made more sense now. "Yes what?"
"Oh gods...yes sir." Sam was rewarded with another powerful thrust.
Spock's palms tightened their grip on Sam's waist as he began forcefully
fucking the other man, ramming his cock in and out with strong thrusts,
noticing the way that Sam arched his back, pushing his ass up into the air,
his moans growing louder.
"Am I your daddy now?" Another slam of Spock's hips. The corner of Sam's
mouth twitched into a grin, enjoying the new development as well as being
amused by Spock's almost-but-not-quite-right phrasing.
"Yes sir. You're my daddy...mmmmm." Damn, was Spock gyrating his hips,
grinding his dick into Sam's ass, teasing him?
Spock looked in the mirror, watching Sam's reactions as he tried to
recreate moments from those videos, although he couldn't quite remember the
dialogue. Granted, his focus had been elsewhere. ''I'll have to go back and
take another look,' he thought.
"And are you enjoying daddy's dick...son?" Sam visibly shuddered at the
question, moaning as his hole clenched against Spock's cock.
A pair of blue eyes, shining bright with lust, drilled into Spock's through
the mirrors. "Yes sir. Very much...daddy."
"Good. That's...that's my good boy." The clumsy phrase earned another
shiver and moan from the stud on his hands and knees. Encouraged, Spock
kept it up, talking as he continued pounding. One hand worked its way up to
Sam's shoulder, getting a grip there while his other hand stayed at Sam's
hip, guiding him back onto Spock's dick as it continued power-fucking its
way into Sam's guts.
By the time that Spock felt his balls boiling, Sam's shoulders had sank
down to the ground, his forehead rubbing against the carpet, begging for
'daddy' to keep fucking him.
"I...I...fuck, here it comes Sam, son, are you..."
"Yes. YESSS!!!!!!"
A roar filled the cabin as Spock's nuts unloaded deep into Sam, flooding
his insides with another heavy round of cum.
Spock's body wilted, drenched in sweat, his hair plastered to his forehead,
resting against Sam's backside for support. The pair tumbled down to the
carpet, panting for breath. Sam's fingers were dragging slowly against
Spock's chest, caressing it, hormones racing through their bodies.
"Your turn." Spock looked down at Sam's member which appeared to be hard as
a rock. Reaching down, he could feel it throb under his touch.
"What...do you want...to try?" Sam struggled to catch his breath.
"The same thing, but with you on top? Or is it behind?" Spock's
already-flushed cheeks went a darker shade.
"It's...the same idea. I think you're getting the hang of it." Sam winked
as he pulled himself up to his knees and shuffled back, his hands working
to roll Spock over and guide his friend into position.
Spock found himself on all fours, facing the mirror, noting the difference
in perspective. His analysis was cut off as he felt Sam's manhood pressing
inside, enjoying the feeling of his hole being stretched open. He let out a
happy sigh as Kirk's hips swung back and forth, working deeper and deeper.
A swat to his ass broke Spock out of his blissful reverie. He looked up to
find Sam smirking at him.
"Am I receiving a spanking because I'm...a naughty Spock?" His grinned
wickedly.
"Uh huh. Who's my bad, naughty Spock?"
Another swat and a thrust brought a cooing sound from Spock's throat. "I
am. I...was late recalibrating the deflector dish this week." The admission
earned another swat. "And not all of the tricorders have been updated
yet. Ahhh." A smacking sound as Sam's hand came down. Spock continued
listing off 'offenses', some real, some made up just to keep Sam's hand
going. He hadn't imagined that the act of spanking could be so...erotic. It
wasn't long before he found his cock growing stiff again, swinging between
his legs as Kirk fucked his ass.
"And I yelled at an officer for being messy." Another swat, this one a
little harder than the rest.
"Was that nice?"
"No. I shouldn't have yelled. I'll have to think of a nice way to
apologize."
"Mmmm. That'd be nice." Spock felt his torso pulled up, so that he was on
his knees with his back pressed to Sam's chest. Hands came around and
teased his pecs and his nipples, a nose caressing his neck.
"Although the junior officer *was* messy, so maybe he should be punished
too." Spock their positions reversed, with him spanking Sam. His words must
have excited the other man, as he felt the hard rod twitch excitedly in his
guts.
"Spread your legs...there you go, let me deeper into that naughty, tight,
hot hole of yours." Sam's breath was hot against Spock's neck, and those
fingers...what they were doing to his chest kept sending waves of pleasure
through his body, let alone the experienced maneuvers of Sam's cock as it
worked in and out. Spock got lost in a series of moans, the ship around
them disappearing, their bodies being the only thing that existed in the
universe.
He felt Sam's body go stiff, the hard dick inside swelling as it throbbed
and injected more human DNA deep into his body. One hand reached down and
wrapped around his own rod of flesh ,pumping up and down, the other hand
continuing to tease Spock's nipples, rubbing and flicking, tugging and
pushing. With a whimper, he was pushed over the edge His cock throbbed
painfully as he came yet again, eager for release and relief.
He slumped back, exhaustion began to take hold. He felt Sam guide him back
up into the bed, the sheet pulled up to cover them, Sam's body pressed
against his back, one arm curled against Spock's chest, their legs
intertwined - the last sensations Spock knew before everything faded away
to slumber.
~ ~ ~ ~
"So, sir, I'll be sure to get this data over to Nurse Chapel as soon as
possible."
Spock smirked, amused by Sam's attempt to behave normally. The pair were
dressed, getting ready to leave Sam's quarters - Spock on his way to the
bridge, Sam heading to his science lab.
"Thank you, lieutenant." Impulsively, he leaned in, his lips finding Sam's
for another kiss. And then another.
They finally broke apart, hands sliding down to smooth out their
uniforms. Sam reached down and adjusted himself, willing his cock to go
back down.
"I uh..." Sam's forehead furrowed. "What does it..." He cleared his throat,
regaining his posture. "What happens if it works? And you get your Vulcan
DNA back?" He struggled to maintain a neutral face, but Spock could see the
concern in his eyes.
"Lieutenant. Sam. What is Newton's First Law of Motion?"
Sam shook his head, surprised by the unexpected question. "Um, a body at
rest remains at rest...and a body in motion remains in motion. Sir?"
Spock nodded. "Once something has been put into motion, it stays in motion
unless actions are taken to stop it." He reached up hesitantly before
allowing his knuckles to graze against Sam's chin. "Do you want to stop?"
Sam shook his head. "No."
"Then the, um, *logical* thing to do would be to stay in motion, correct?"
Kirk grinned at the way Spock emphasized his trademark word. 'Damned if he
isn't learning humor pretty quickly,' he thought. "Yes sir."
"Besides, you're a xenoanthropologist. It would make sense to help you with
your...studies...of aliens, including their anatomy?"
"Yes sir." The two men wore devilish smiles.
They met for another kiss, deeper and longer this time.
"Sir. You might want a mint or something before you get to the bridge. I
can, um, taste myself on your lips." His mind went back to the sonic
shower, where Spock had made a thorough investigation of Sam's body with
his mouth, finishing by swallowing another load of Kirk's juices.
"Mmm, thank you. And Sam..." Spock stepped back, allowing the doors to
Kirk's quarters to open. "Maybe we can explore Newton's Second Law of
Motion together. Son." Winking, he made his way into the corridor, heading
towards the turbolift. Sam watched, noting the little bounce in the science
officer's step. As the lift doors closed, cutting off his view of that sexy
blue-clad torso and muscular legs...his mind drifted back to Spock's last
comment.
'Second Law of...oh. Ohhhh." Swallowing, he ducked back into his quarters,
adjusting his rapidly-inflating cock. Glancing at the bed with its sheets
still in disarray, he wore a lopsided goofy grin. "Looking forward to
exploring those ridges," he muttered, his grin growing as he turned to exit
his quarters.
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Subject: Vulcan Charades
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Part 1: Does It Tickle?
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Author's Note: This story is set during the Star Trek: Strange New Worlds
episode "Charades".
~ ~ ~ ~
"Lieutenant, I...I would like to apologize for my..." Spock tugged at the
collar of his uniform, his embarrassment making it a struggle to maintain
eye contact. "...for my outburst during the briefing."
The corner of Sam Kirk's mustache twitched as he grinned. "Don't worry
about it, Mister Spock. Water under the bridge." His grin grew wider as
Spock's features screwed up with confusion, a noticeable change from his
usual response of a single raised eyebrow or cocked head. "It means it's in
the past and let it go."
"Okay..." Spock's eyes darted around, trying to make sense of the phrase
before inhaling deeply and shaking his head. "Still, I shouldn't have
threatened to, um..."
"Break me?" Sam bit his lip to keep from laughing as Spock blushed. "Didn't
know that you were into wrestling, sir."
"Vulcans have several forms of...oh. Oh!!" Spock laughed loudly, the sound
echoing down the corridor, joined by Sam's laughter as well.
"Feel better?"
"I feel much better, thank-you." Spock smiled broadly, full of relief.
"Speaking of which, I've been working on your DNA problem based on some of
what we know about the Kerkhovs." Kirk held up a PADD with a display of his
project. "I'm heading to the mess hall if you want to join and look over
it."
"I, um..." Spock swallowed, the pink hue returning to his cheeks.
"You already ate?"
"No. I'm just..." The science officer's nose scrunched up as he thought
about the mess hall and all the people that would be in there. "I don't
really feel comfortable around large groups of people right now."
"Because of the outburst? Don't worry, ship's gossip will find a new target
soon."
"No, it's not that. I just feel...awkward. It's like I can feel everyone
looking at my ears. I mean, I don't think they are but it feels like they
are and I'm just..." Spock let out a long sigh.
"That makes sense. How about my quarters then? I promise not to stare at
your ears." Sam winked. "Not too much anyway." He chuckled as Spock rolled
his eyes.
"If you do, I promise not to break you...not too much anyway." Sam's
chuckle turned into a large laugh - he wasn't used to Spock making jokes.
"Alright." The pair turned and made their way towards the turbolift. "Fair
warning though, I wrestled back at the Academy, so good luck."
~ ~ ~ ~
"This looks promising." Spock set Sam's PADD down on the table, placing the
tablet device between their plates. "Have you shown it to Nurse Chapel?"
"Not yet. There's still some ideas I want to add, but I can send it to her
with notes..." Sam trailed off, raising his hand to wipe his upper lip. Not
feeling any food, he ran his thumb over his lip again. "Do I have food in
my mustache?"
"Hmm? Oh, sorry, no, you don't. Sorry for staring. It's just that
Vulcans...well, most Vulcans are clean-shaven. Which it would seem more
logical to *not* shave every day to save time and effort."
"Thinking of growing one? Come, join the mustache club. I get a free
shuttle if I recruit a bridge officer."
Spock laughed, trying to picture himself with a mustache like Sam's. "Is
there actually a...?" He watched as Sam shook his head. "Oh - ha!"
"Oooh - or maybe a goatee. That would look cool, kinda like a pirate or
something fiendish. Like a version of Spock gone rogue or something."
Sam got up and cleared some of the dishes, returning with refills for their
drinks. "You're doing it again."
Spock's eyes darted up from the area of Sam's mouth. "Sorry. However, I'll
work on not staring at your mustache if you stop looking at my ears."
Now it was Sam's turn to blush. "Ahh, you caught me. I'm trying, I promise,
it's just...odd seeing you without the pointy ones. And here the whole goal
was for you to not have your little round ears stared at all evening."
He chuckled as Spock raised his fingers to his ears, tracing over the top
of them. "Are they - are they little?"
Sam tilted his head, getting a better look at his commanding officer's
ears. "Nooo, they're not small. They just seem smaller than usual because,
you know, no..." His fingers went up to his own ears, moving together in a
triangle-shape.
"They don't look weird?"
"Weird? Naw. Hell, I can think of a few people who might think they're
adorable. Should we go to Sickbay and deliver this report in person?" Sam
grinned again, noting the blush on Spock's cheeks as the other man caught
the subtle reference to Nurse Chapel.
"I think sending it as a message would suffice. Does it tickle?"
"Huh?"
"Sorry." Spock shook his head to clear it. "I'm still trying to deal
with..." He waved his hand in the air in a circular motion. "...all
this. It's like trying my train of thought keeps getting interrupted by
random thoughts. Or saying them without thinking."
"That...yeah, that sounds pretty human." Sam rose an eyebrow. "Does what
tickle?"
"Oh. Your um, mustache. I'm trying to figure out what it'd be like to grow
one. Maybe join your club if this DNA problem can't be solved."
Sam laughed again, trying to picture Spock on the bridge with a
mustache...and the crew's reaction. "Well, they wouldn't be looking at your
ears much if you did, that's for sure!" He caught Spock's eyes drifting
down to his mouth again. "But to answer your question, no. Maybe if I grew
it out longer and it hit my lip, but then food would get stuck in it and
stuff, so naw, keep it short. Usually the other person says it tickles
though."
"The...other person?" Spock's eyebrows twitched, trying to figure out Sam's
comment while observing that the lack of pronouns in the other man's
response.
"You know, kissing. Usually the other person thinks it tickles." Sam winked
at Spock, wagging his eyebrows. "You really should have more fun on away
missions and shore leave."
"I have a fiancee."
"And I have a wife. But we're out on long trips from home, so she and I
have...an arrangement."
"An...arrangement?"
"Mmhmm. Next time we're on a planet with an Orion pleasure house, I'll take
you with me. You'll be exhausted for a few days after but it's soooo worth
it."
"Vulcans..." Spock cleared his throat, which suddenly felt tight. "Vulcans
don't...we suppress our emotions and our urges."
"Ahh, but if you're still human the next time we have shore leave..." Sam
leaned back, raising his glass and winking. Something in his peripheral
vision caught his attention. Glancing down, he noticed a large lump in the
front of Spock's pants. "Sir, it's not polite to point a phaser at a fellow
officer. Regulation 20-L."
"Phaser?" Spock followed Sam's eyes as they glanced down. "Oh!" His cheeks
went bright red as he moved his hands to cover his crotch. "I'm
sorry...damn, sorry, I'm just - "
"Getting used to human feelings and urges?"
"Yes." Spock's already-pink cheeks turned a darker shade. "How do you do
it? It's like a swirl of many of them at once, it's...bewildering."
Sam leaned forward, his blue eyes staring into Spock's. "Depends. How do
you feel right now?"
"Embarrassed. Frustrated. Intrigued. Confused."
"Intrigued?"
"The, um, Orion...thing."
"Oh man, you'd have so much fun." Sam's eyes darted down and back up
again. "Any other emotions stirring around in that not-Vulcan mind of
yours?"
Something about Sam's voice propelled Spock to speak in a more frank
manner, wondering how he might respond.
"Strange. Curious."
"Curious?" Sam raised his glass to his lips and took a drink, licking
whiskey from the hair covering his upper lip, watching as Spock's eyes
tracked his tongue's movement.
"Yes, curious."
"Curious about what?"
Spock felt hypnotized by those piercing blue eyes. He took in a breath and
then spoke. "If it tickles."
"If what tickles?"
"Your....your mustache."
"Scientific curiosity, eh?"
"Yes, scientific curiosity."
"We could..." Sam tilted his head back and forth. "...do an experiment."
The corner of his mouth pulled up in a sly grin.
Spock shifted on his chair, moving closer towards Sam. "I love
experiments." His grin matched Kirk's.
"Of course. We're scientists." Sam leaned forward, his lips brushing
against Spock's. The movement was tentative at first, barely
touching. Spock tilted his jaw, bringing their mouths together, lips
working against one another. Sam's tongue ran against his lower lip which
Spock lowered instinctively, allowing the other man inside his mouth, their
tongues dancing as their breathing got heavier.
Sam broke the kiss, pulling his face a few inches away. "So, did it
tickle?"
Spock ran his fingers across his upper lip, analyzing the sensations from
the kiss. Smiling, he looked back to Sam. "A little, yes."
"Bad tickle or nice tickle?" A gleam of mischief shone in Sam's eyes.
"Nice. Really nice."
Sam's lips met Spock's again, small teasing kisses, their noses bumping
against one another. He broke the kiss again, resting his forehead against
Spock's.
"And what emotions are you feeling now?"
Spock pulled away, looking into Sam's eyes with a large smile. "I
feel...horny. Extremely horny." He lunged forward, hungrily pressing his
lips to Sam's, thoroughly enjoying the way Kirk's mustache rubbed against
his lips.
~ ~ ~ ~
Spock's shirt went flying off...somewhere. His usually-analytical mind was
focused on other matters at the moment as Sam's mouth worked at the corner
of his jaw, eliciting a long moan from the science officer. As if Kirk's
lips and tongue weren't enough, he kept purposefully brushing his mustache
against Spock's flesh, enjoying the way Spock responded with little gasps,
his fingers digging at Sam's shoulders.
Sam's mouth moved further down, lips planting small kisses over the swell
of Spock's chest. "Damn, you've got big nipples."
He felt suddenly self-conscious. "They are? Are they too big?"
The other man grinned, tracing a finger around the dark pink circle. "No,
they're perfect. Big juicy nipples."
"They don't - ahhh!!!!" The sensation of Sam's lips sucking sent a jolt
down Spock's spine, causing his back to arch up into the air as he cried
out. Sam redoubled his efforts - licking, sucking, and chewing on the teat
while his hand caressed the large hard lump in Spock's pants. The
former-Vulcan continued writhing under Sam's attention, causing him to look
up as his face moved over to the other side of his friend's chest.
"You okay?"
"I...ahhhhh...I'm great. Really REALLY great. I've just never...mmmmmm."
"Never what?" Kirk's tongue moved in a teasing circle.
"No one's ever...done that."
"Really?" Sam's eyebrows rose up, curious and surprised. "No one's ever
played with these beautiful nipples of yours before?"
"I...no. Vulcan's don't...do that."
"Mmm, that's a shame." Sam's lips found the hard nub and sucked on it,
earning more moans from the other man. "I *love* doing that."
"Then perhaps we should add it to your duty responsibilities. Unofficially,
of course."
"Yes sir." Sam's mouth closed on the dark pink circle of flesh and sucked
hard. After playing with Spock's nipples until the other man was left
panting, he began lapping his tongue across Spock's chest, his tongue
moving in long slow strokes. "I love your chest,
by the way. I have a hard time not staring at it during meetings."
"Really?"
"Oh yeah. Hell, it looks like it's grown over the last year, really filling
out that uniform of yours nicely. I've been dying with curiousity,
wondering what it would look like." Sam's words and constant licking
distracted Spock as Kirk began moving downward. Fingers at his waistband
caught his attention, prompting Spock to lift himself up a little onto his
elbows.
"I um..."
"Haven't been blown before? Vulcans don't do that either?"
"They...no, they don't. But I have." Sam grinned as that adorable blush
reappeared on Spock's cheeks.
"Oh really? Fascinating." Both men grinned as Sam used Spock's
catchphrase. "On Vulcan?"
"No, at the Academy. With a Deltan."
"Oh damn - Deltans know what they're doing." Both men closed their eyes and
hummed as memories of their own encounters with the sensual species ran
through their minds. Sam's fingers went to the buttons on Spock's trousers
again and stopped when he felt the other man's body stiffen. He looked up
with one eyebrow raised.
"Sorry. It just...looks...weird."
"Weird?"
"Well, different."
"Ah - I haven't seen a Vulcan dick before." Sam smirked as he undid the
pants button.
"That's the problem - it's...human. Not Vulcan."
"Ohhhh." Sam nodded, having forgotten about the DNA incident for a
moment. "Hey, what's wrong with a human dick?"
"I - um, nothing!" Spock looked embarrassed.
"It's okay Spock. I'm a xenoanthropologist - I've studied the anatomy of a
lot of different species." He slowly pulled down the zipper. "Studied some
rather intimately. I've seen a lot of different types of cocks..." He
grinned as he looked up. "...and I don't get surprised by it anymore. But
human meat - I'm an expert on that. I'll be gentle, I promise." He slid
Spock's pants off, leaving the stud in just his underwear, the grey fabric
tenting with a large wet spot. Sam presses his lips to the damp part of the
bulge and began sucking, enjoying the taste of Spock's juices.
His fingers curled into the waistband and slid it down, releasing Spock's
member which slapped down against his belly with a heavy sound. "Damn dude,
nice." Sam took the rod of flesh in his hand, appraising it. "Really
nice. So what does a Vulcan piece look like?"
"A little longer..."
"Longer?" Sam looked up - the cock in his hand was already a good length.
"I lost a few centimeters with the...incident. And a little bit of girth."
Spock blushed, embarrassed.
"Well, you were left with...a pretty nice size. A really nice size,
actually." He squeezed it tenderly.
"And ridges."
Sam's thumb slid down the smooth shaft. "Ridges? Where?"
"Mmmmm." Spock moaned as Sam played with his rod. "The head. Humans have
one ridge, Vulcans have three."
"Oh fuck, I bet that feels amazing." Eagerly, Sam opened his mouth and
engulfed Spock's manhood, sucking hungrily on it, enjoying the way that the
head kept throbbing and depositing pearls of precum on his tongue. Before
long, he was bobbing up and down the spit-coated shaft, savoring both the
taste and feel of it in his mouth and the way that Spock's hands clutched
at Sam's scalp, encouraging his efforts at the
same time that it seemed like Spock was trying to hold back. Soon, the cock
was jerking in his mouth as Spock groaned, shooting his seed down Sam's
throat which worked quickly to get every drop.
Sam crawled up on the bed, his lips finding Spock's. "You taste great, by
the way. For a human." Both men giggled, Sam's turning into a cry of
surprise as Spock rolled the other man onto his back.
"Can I...?"
"Hell yeah." He watched as Spock moved quickly, almost ripping Sam's pants
off with his eagerness to play with his new toy. He soon had Sam stripped
down nude, staring as he took in the sight of his friend's hard cock. A
veined shaft rose up in the air, curving slightly to the side, ending with
a long bullet-shaped head. Something shiny caught Spock's eye and he
noticed a bead of precum emerge, growing larger before it broke free and
began running slowly down the head. Instinctively, he leaned forward and
caught it with his tongue, moaning lightly at the taste. Wrapping his lips
around the head, he suckled on it as he pumped the shaft with his hand,
soon rewarded with more of Sam's nectar.
It'd been long enough since his Academy days - Spock found he struggled to
work much further than halfway down the shaft before he started
coughing. Instead, he worked fervently on the top half of Sam's dick while
stroking the bottom half with his hand.
"My nuts..."
Spock pulled off and looked down. "Are they okay?"
"Yeah. But they'd be great if you...ahhhhh, that's it." Sam's head rolled
back and he grinned as Spock's tongue began caressing his balls, one hand
still stroking his meat. The science officer went back and forth, analyzing
Sam's member with his mouth and fingers, looking for the best ways to get
moans out of the other man, seeing which movements caused his body to
quiver with delight.
"I'm going to....oh...ohhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Sam groaned as Spock's lips wrapped
around the end of his cock again and sucked hard, swallowing his load as it
erupted. Spent, he rested against the sheets, feeling Spock snuggle up next
to him.
"You taste great too."
"Thanks." Sam's finger and thumb found Spock's chin and pulled him in for a
kiss, tasting himself on the other man's lips. Their kiss deepened. Sam
pulled Spock on top of him, enjoying the weight of the stud's body, feeling
his muscles under Sam's hands as they roamed around. Something hard nudged
into his thigh. "Someone's awake again."
"What now?" Spock wasn't sure if he should return to his own quarters, now
that they had both gotten off. 'What do humans do after sex?' he asked
himself.
"Well, I'll need a little time to recover..."
"Ah." Spock shifted upward - and found his movement stopped by Sam's palms
against his back, the other man's legs wrapping around Spock's waist.
"...but you seem ready to go again." That sexy mustache twitched as Sam
grinned, causing Spock to dive in for another little kiss.
"Do you want me to...?" He looked down, licking his lips.
"You can, if you want. Or..." Sam lifted his hips and rocked their bodies.
"Oh. OH!"
"Hmmm?" One eyebrow lifted over a pair of bold blue eyes.
"Yes. Hell yes." Spock thrust forward, trying to push against Sam.
"Woah - easy tiger. I don't know about Vulcans but humans need..." He
reached over and grabbed a bottle from a shelf near the bed. "...lube."
Sam tried not to chuckle as Spock quickly and eagerly slathered the clear
fluid onto his length. Squaring his shoulders, the head of his cock nestled
against Sam's entrance.
"Ready?"
"Yea--ahhh!" Sam's eyes went wide open as half of Spock's member pushed
inside.
"Oh fuck - I forgot, humans have a lower tolerance for pain. Sorry!" Spock
began sliding out, which felt just as uncomfortable to Sam's hole. He
flexed his legs, using them to pin Spock in place.
"Hang on. Don't...move." Sam took deep breaths, taking a few moments to
recover from the quick intrusion. "Okay, start again. But slow this time."
His chuckle turned into a moan as he felt Spock slowly slide back in. He
realized he should have given better instructions as the cock kept going,
rather than sliding back and forth and easing in...going...and
going...until he felt Spock's large balls pressed against his rear. Sam
swallowed, his guts howling.
"Ready?" He looked up to find Spock's eyes wide open, full of enthusiasm.
"Yeah. Just...ahhhh..." Sam groaned as Spock pulled back, all the way,
until he was nearly fully pulled out...and then pushed forward again,
burying himself.
"Oh wow. You feel....so tight..." Spock's hips pumped back and forth,
feeling Sam's fingers clutch at his shoulders and back. "...so fucking
hot. So good. Soooo good." He closed his eyes as he increased both in power
and speed. At the same time, he tried tilting his hips to different angles
until...
"OhhhhHHHH!!!" Spock smiled as he found what he was looking for. Holding
his back at the same angle, he began pounding into Sam, watching as the
other man's eyes rolled back in his head, his cock having gotten hard again
as it slapped between their bodies. Sam's heels dug against Spock's ass,
urging him on as his fingers raked against the other man's arms and
backside.
"Fuck me. Fuck me...Fuuuuuuck!!!"
"I...am...fucking...you. Should I...work harder?"
"Huh ohhhHHHH!!!" Sam was surprised when Spock shifted forward, pushing
Sam's legs up and out, allowing his cock to burrow even deeper into Sam's
insides. His thrusts got faster and harder, causing the bed to rock against
the wall.
"Sam..."
"Yeah."
"Sam."
"Yeah Spock?"
"I'm...getting...should I...?"
"Don't you dare stop!" Sam clung to Spock's body and pulled him closer,
moaning as the other man began fucking him even harder. With a long low
howl, Spock rammed forward one last time, his thighs quaking as he bred
Kirk's ass.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Sorry, I should have been more gentle."
"No, I loved it, every moment. Although I'm a little afraid of getting 'the
full Vulcan' treatment now." Sam winked, flicking Spock's nipple with his
finger.
"I would be...a little more restrained." Spock grinned, imagining the
telepathic bond that Vulcans created during sex, which would allow him to
feel exactly what Sam might be feeling if they...
The thought brought a hungry desire to their kissing. Sam found his hand
wandering over Spock's body again, finding his half-hard cock, his weighty
balls...and as Spock spread his legs...this. Sam felt Spock moan against
his mouth as his finger pushed into the knot of flesh, feeling it open up
for him. Sucking on his fingers to get them wet, he went back to work,
opening Spock up with one and then two, now three fingers.
"Yeah, you like that?"
"Mmmhmmm."
"And this?" Sam brushed his upper lip over Spock's nipple as he continued
sliding his fingers in and out down below.
"Ohhhhhh yessss."
"Who's got a hungry little hole?"
"I...do." Spock's words came out hesitantly, unused to speaking much during
sex.
"Yeah? What are you hungry for?"
Spock reached down, grasping Sam's rigid dick. "This."
"Mmmm, Spock baby..." Sam's lips teased at a nipple while his fingers
drummed against Spock's prostate. "...it's all yours." Sam rolled onto his
back, pulling Spock with him so that the other man was on top. Reaching
over, he found the small bottle and lubed up his length, rubbing it up and
down Spock's crack. "Ready?"
"Yes ohhh ohhhhhhh." Spock moaned as the tip of Sam's cock pressed inside,
opening up his hole further. Sam watched Spock's response as he pressed
further in, getting about a third of the way in before Spock's eyebrows
twitched. Pausing, he pulled back and began slowly rocking forward again,
easing in a little more each time until he felt that big sexy ass resting
against his thighs.
"How's that?"
Amazing. OhhhHHHH." Spock moaned as Sam slowly pumped in and out. Hands on
his hips silently prompted him to move as well, until Spock found himself
bouncing up and down, riding Sam's length. The hands slid up, squeezing his
pecs.
"Fuck, I love this chest of yours. I could stare at it, feel it, all damn
day."
"Yeah? Perhaps we should have our briefings in your quarters then. Without
shirts."
"I'd love that."
"We wouldn't get any work done."
"Who cares?"
"Good point." Spock moaned as Sam worked over his chest and nipples,
playing with them while he rode up and down. He hadn't known how much
pleasure that part of his body could have...and he didn't want it to
stop. A series of long moans rolled out of his throat.
*smack* A hand came down on his ass.
"Who's a naughty little Vulcan?"
"I'm...no longer Vulcan?"
The hand came down on his rear again, sending a shiver up Spock's
spine. "Who's a naughty little earthling then?"
"Me?"
"Me?" Sam grinned. "Riding like crazy, moaning non-stop, unable to get
enough of this dick." He pumped his hips up to make a point. His hand came
down on Spock's butt again. His eyes twinkled with lust. "Who's my naughty
Spock?"
"Me. I am."
*smack* "You're what?"
Spock felt his already-hard cock get even harder, almost painfully
so. Grinning from ear to ear, he flexed his ass, tightening its grip on
Sam's cock. "I'm your naughty Spock."
"Yeah?" Another swat, lighter and more playful this time.
"Yeah. I'm naughty Spock." Now Spock's eyes were also flashing
devilishly. He felt flushed.
"Prove it." Sam rested his arms behind his head, waiting.
Chewing on his lower lip, Spock rested his hands on Sam's chest, gaining
leverage so that he could lift himself up and down...up and down, faster
and faster. Soon, he was riding Sam with a vengeance, his loud moans
filling the cabin, accompanied by Sam's lustful groans of pleasure. When
Sam's hands found his chest again, Spock was nearly howling with lust, his
body covered in sweat. "I'm a naughty Spock...naughty Spock...fuck me fuck
me FUCK ME!"
His back was arched, hips grinding down, head thrown back, relishing the
way Sam's hands pressed against him, tugging on his nipples, caressing his
chest.
"Going to give you some more human DNA," Sam growled.
"Yes. YESSSSS!!!!" Spock moaned, riding even harder. "Give it to me - all
of it."
~ ~ ~ ~
Sam's growled lightly as his lower lip was lightly tugged on by Spock's
teeth before the science officer's tongue found its way back into Kirk's
mouth. Spock let out a sound that was half-moan and half-whimper as two
fingers played with his cum-covered hole.
Sam broke the kiss, staring into Spock's deep brown eyes, enjoying this new
and unexpected side of his friend. Reaching down, he grasped the hard cock
that was poking against his belly and gave it a squeeze. "Ready for another
round?"
"Hell yeah." Spock nodded, grinning wildly.
"Anything you want to try?"
"There..." Spock paused, clearing his throat. "Um, I did come across
something while doing a study of human courtship rituals."
"You were watching porn?" Sam's eyes lit up with amusement.
"No, I was, uh, it was part of my research on human behavior."
"Spock..." Sam tilted his head, raising one eyebrow and grinning. "You need
to work on lying - just say that you were watching porn."
"Anyway." Spock paused, waiting.
"Okay." Sam chuckled, slowly rolling his eyes. "So, what did you come
across in your...research?"
"It was a position where one person was on their hands and knees and their
other was upright, resting on their knees behind them."
"Oh, doggystyle."
"Doggy...?" Spock's eyebrows scrunched together, confused for a moment
before his mouth dropped into a small o-shape, his eyebrows raising back
up. "Ohhhh. I see. Because they - "
"Yeah." Sam cut off the analysis, focusing on the enjoyment at hand...or
rather, 'in-hand', as he was still lightly stroking Spock's dick. "So, you
want to try that?"
"Yes." Spock nodded enthusiastically. "It looked...fun."
Sam curled his lips together, biting on them in order to suppress a
laugh. Swallowing, he regained his composure. "Yeah, that would be fun."
With a wink, he wiggled out from below and crawled off of the bed, settling
onto his hands and knees on the floor.
"Why did you move down there?" Spock leaned over, still on the bed,
observing Sam's bare backside.
The other man pointed towards the wall, where a long mirror hung on the
wall. "So you can 'observe' better."
"Oh. Excellent!" Spock sprung down from the bed, quickly getting behind
Sam. His palm wandered over the smooth lower back, down along the curve of
Sam's rear, enjoying the feel of his friend's skin. He was even enjoying
the scent in the room. While normally Vulcans struggled with the smells
that humans gave off, Spcok was finding the musky sweaty scent in the room
to be invigorating and intoxicating. His hard member throbbed, waving in
the air.
"Ready?"
Spock looked up to find Sam watching him in the mirror. "Sorry. I'm just
really...excited. I've never..." He looked back down at Sam's body.
"Vulcans don't do it on all fours?"
"No, never. I mean, Vulcans are very passionate during sex, but the
positions are very..." Spock struggled to find a word.
"Vanilla?" Sam smirked a little as Spock tilted his head,
confused. "Basic."
"Ahh, yeah, they're *very* basic."
"Well, time to try something neWWohhh." Sam's word trailed off into a moan
as the thick head of Spock's cock worked its way into his entrance.
With his insides greased up with lube and cum and already stretched from
his earlier session bottoming for Spock, Sam hummed with enjoyment as he
felt the girthy member burrow inside. Opening his eyes, he watched in the
mirror as Spock stared down, apparently mesmerized by the sight of his cock
sinking into Sam's rear, his lower lip hanging open slightly, eyes staring
intently. Spock's eyebrows twitched and he let out a long sigh as he
bottomed out, his hips coming to rest against Sam's ass. Soon he was
thrusting away, skin slapping against skin as he pounded into Kirk's hole.
Sam encouraged him on, asking through heavy breaths for Spock to give it to
him harder, faster.
"Oh yeah, give me that big daddy dick!" The words came out of Sam's mouth
instinctively, fully enjoying the way that his guts were being
railed. Except the fucking stopped. He looked up, finding that Spock has
paused from confusion.
"Daddy?"
"It's..." Sam let out a long breath, trying to bite back frustration,
wanting Spock to keep going and feeling that the mood of the moment had
been broken. "It's just a thing, you know? When you're really into sex and
you call the other guy daddy."
"Why?"
"I don't...I don't know."
"Hmmm." He glanced down at his cock, half-buried with Sam's hole clenching
around the shaft. Looking back up, he caught Sam's bold blue eyes in the
mirror. "Perhaps it has something to do with a position of authority and
power."
"Spock..." Sam swallowed, struggling to be patient.
"So...you want me to be your...daddy?" Sam looked up again to find one
eyebrow raised...but it was a look of sexiness rather than curiosity.
"I - " He was cut off as Spock rammed his cock in to the hilt.
"I expect an answer. Do you want me to be your daddy?"
A shiver went down Sam's spine as the mood in the room took a turn - he
hadn't expected Spock to...adapt...so quickly to the situation. 'Damn
Vulcan intelligence,' he thought with amusement and lust.
"Yes."
Spock pulled out and slammed his cock back in. Some of the videos he'd seen
during his 'research' made more sense now. "Yes what?"
"Oh gods...yes sir." Sam was rewarded with another powerful thrust.
Spock's palms tightened their grip on Sam's waist as he began forcefully
fucking the other man, ramming his cock in and out with strong thrusts,
noticing the way that Sam arched his back, pushing his ass up into the air,
his moans growing louder.
"Am I your daddy now?" Another slam of Spock's hips. The corner of Sam's
mouth twitched into a grin, enjoying the new development as well as being
amused by Spock's almost-but-not-quite-right phrasing.
"Yes sir. You're my daddy...mmmmm." Damn, was Spock gyrating his hips,
grinding his dick into Sam's ass, teasing him?
Spock looked in the mirror, watching Sam's reactions as he tried to
recreate moments from those videos, although he couldn't quite remember the
dialogue. Granted, his focus had been elsewhere. ''I'll have to go back and
take another look,' he thought.
"And are you enjoying daddy's dick...son?" Sam visibly shuddered at the
question, moaning as his hole clenched against Spock's cock.
A pair of blue eyes, shining bright with lust, drilled into Spock's through
the mirrors. "Yes sir. Very much...daddy."
"Good. That's...that's my good boy." The clumsy phrase earned another
shiver and moan from the stud on his hands and knees. Encouraged, Spock
kept it up, talking as he continued pounding. One hand worked its way up to
Sam's shoulder, getting a grip there while his other hand stayed at Sam's
hip, guiding him back onto Spock's dick as it continued power-fucking its
way into Sam's guts.
By the time that Spock felt his balls boiling, Sam's shoulders had sank
down to the ground, his forehead rubbing against the carpet, begging for
'daddy' to keep fucking him.
"I...I...fuck, here it comes Sam, son, are you..."
"Yes. YESSS!!!!!!"
A roar filled the cabin as Spock's nuts unloaded deep into Sam, flooding
his insides with another heavy round of cum.
Spock's body wilted, drenched in sweat, his hair plastered to his forehead,
resting against Sam's backside for support. The pair tumbled down to the
carpet, panting for breath. Sam's fingers were dragging slowly against
Spock's chest, caressing it, hormones racing through their bodies.
"Your turn." Spock looked down at Sam's member which appeared to be hard as
a rock. Reaching down, he could feel it throb under his touch.
"What...do you want...to try?" Sam struggled to catch his breath.
"The same thing, but with you on top? Or is it behind?" Spock's
already-flushed cheeks went a darker shade.
"It's...the same idea. I think you're getting the hang of it." Sam winked
as he pulled himself up to his knees and shuffled back, his hands working
to roll Spock over and guide his friend into position.
Spock found himself on all fours, facing the mirror, noting the difference
in perspective. His analysis was cut off as he felt Sam's manhood pressing
inside, enjoying the feeling of his hole being stretched open. He let out a
happy sigh as Kirk's hips swung back and forth, working deeper and deeper.
A swat to his ass broke Spock out of his blissful reverie. He looked up to
find Sam smirking at him.
"Am I receiving a spanking because I'm...a naughty Spock?" His grinned
wickedly.
"Uh huh. Who's my bad, naughty Spock?"
Another swat and a thrust brought a cooing sound from Spock's throat. "I
am. I...was late recalibrating the deflector dish this week." The admission
earned another swat. "And not all of the tricorders have been updated
yet. Ahhh." A smacking sound as Sam's hand came down. Spock continued
listing off 'offenses', some real, some made up just to keep Sam's hand
going. He hadn't imagined that the act of spanking could be so...erotic. It
wasn't long before he found his cock growing stiff again, swinging between
his legs as Kirk fucked his ass.
"And I yelled at an officer for being messy." Another swat, this one a
little harder than the rest.
"Was that nice?"
"No. I shouldn't have yelled. I'll have to think of a nice way to
apologize."
"Mmmm. That'd be nice." Spock felt his torso pulled up, so that he was on
his knees with his back pressed to Sam's chest. Hands came around and
teased his pecs and his nipples, a nose caressing his neck.
"Although the junior officer *was* messy, so maybe he should be punished
too." Spock their positions reversed, with him spanking Sam. His words must
have excited the other man, as he felt the hard rod twitch excitedly in his
guts.
"Spread your legs...there you go, let me deeper into that naughty, tight,
hot hole of yours." Sam's breath was hot against Spock's neck, and those
fingers...what they were doing to his chest kept sending waves of pleasure
through his body, let alone the experienced maneuvers of Sam's cock as it
worked in and out. Spock got lost in a series of moans, the ship around
them disappearing, their bodies being the only thing that existed in the
universe.
He felt Sam's body go stiff, the hard dick inside swelling as it throbbed
and injected more human DNA deep into his body. One hand reached down and
wrapped around his own rod of flesh ,pumping up and down, the other hand
continuing to tease Spock's nipples, rubbing and flicking, tugging and
pushing. With a whimper, he was pushed over the edge His cock throbbed
painfully as he came yet again, eager for release and relief.
He slumped back, exhaustion began to take hold. He felt Sam guide him back
up into the bed, the sheet pulled up to cover them, Sam's body pressed
against his back, one arm curled against Spock's chest, their legs
intertwined - the last sensations Spock knew before everything faded away
to slumber.
~ ~ ~ ~
"So, sir, I'll be sure to get this data over to Nurse Chapel as soon as
possible."
Spock smirked, amused by Sam's attempt to behave normally. The pair were
dressed, getting ready to leave Sam's quarters - Spock on his way to the
bridge, Sam heading to his science lab.
"Thank you, lieutenant." Impulsively, he leaned in, his lips finding Sam's
for another kiss. And then another.
They finally broke apart, hands sliding down to smooth out their
uniforms. Sam reached down and adjusted himself, willing his cock to go
back down.
"I uh..." Sam's forehead furrowed. "What does it..." He cleared his throat,
regaining his posture. "What happens if it works? And you get your Vulcan
DNA back?" He struggled to maintain a neutral face, but Spock could see the
concern in his eyes.
"Lieutenant. Sam. What is Newton's First Law of Motion?"
Sam shook his head, surprised by the unexpected question. "Um, a body at
rest remains at rest...and a body in motion remains in motion. Sir?"
Spock nodded. "Once something has been put into motion, it stays in motion
unless actions are taken to stop it." He reached up hesitantly before
allowing his knuckles to graze against Sam's chin. "Do you want to stop?"
Sam shook his head. "No."
"Then the, um, *logical* thing to do would be to stay in motion, correct?"
Kirk grinned at the way Spock emphasized his trademark word. 'Damned if he
isn't learning humor pretty quickly,' he thought. "Yes sir."
"Besides, you're a xenoanthropologist. It would make sense to help you with
your...studies...of aliens, including their anatomy?"
"Yes sir." The two men wore devilish smiles.
They met for another kiss, deeper and longer this time.
"Sir. You might want a mint or something before you get to the bridge. I
can, um, taste myself on your lips." His mind went back to the sonic
shower, where Spock had made a thorough investigation of Sam's body with
his mouth, finishing by swallowing another load of Kirk's juices.
"Mmm, thank you. And Sam..." Spock stepped back, allowing the doors to
Kirk's quarters to open. "Maybe we can explore Newton's Second Law of
Motion together. Son." Winking, he made his way into the corridor, heading
towards the turbolift. Sam watched, noting the little bounce in the science
officer's step. As the lift doors closed, cutting off his view of that sexy
blue-clad torso and muscular legs...his mind drifted back to Spock's last
comment.
'Second Law of...oh. Ohhhh." Swallowing, he ducked back into his quarters,
adjusting his rapidly-inflating cock. Glancing at the bed with its sheets
still in disarray, he wore a lopsided goofy grin. "Looking forward to
exploring those ridges," he muttered, his grin growing as he turned to exit
his quarters.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/best-distraction | Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2023 20:18:13 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Best Distraction This is a fanfiction story with the characters Tane Parata (Ethan Browne) and Cash Newman (Nicholas Cartwright). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © SEVEN HOME & AWAY ********************************* Tane is in the gym, getting all his frustrations out on the punching bag at the gym. His body covered in sweat and using all his energy and strength to hit that bag. Then, Cash walks in and notices Tane being angry about something. He walks towards Tane, who just hit the bag 1 more time and sits down on the bench. Tane wears only his shorts and sits on the bench, catching his breath while sweat drips from his masculine body. "Tane, what's up? What made you upset?" Cash asks and takes a seat next to Tane. "Just taking out my frustration that I could not keep Felicity safe, you know." Tane explains and wants to get up, but Cash grabs him by his arm. "Hold on." "What do you think you're doing, mate?" Tane questions when he drops back down on the bench by Cash's sudden pull at his arm. "I know something else that could distract you." Cash explains. "What do you have that could possibly distract me?" Tane says with an undertone. Cash suddenly surprises Tane by a sudden kiss on the lips. Tane pushes Cash off right away. "What the hell, man!" He said angrily and stood up. "You needed distraction, right? Didn't this distract you?" "Yeah, but-" Tane starts but gets stopped by Cash, who stands up closely in front of him and pulls him in for another kiss. This time, Tane doesn't push Cash off and even starts to kiss back. When they stop, there is an awkward silence at first. They just look at each other until Cash removes his shirt and reveals his masculine torso. Tane now looks differently at Cash, revealing his body like that. Cash reaches his hands out to rub Tane's big round pecs. "Let's have some fun." Tane, who got a little frozen at first, reaches his hands out as well and rubs Cash's round pecs. Both men start to admire their masculine bodies and rub their pecs, abs, biceps and triceps, muscle worshiping each other. Cash suddenly starts to suck at one of Tane's nipples bringing pleasure through the muscle hunk's body. He leans his head back while Cash goes from one pec to the other to suck those nipples. Tane releases a moan while he feels his body being worshiped by Cash. Cash goes in to kiss Tane his neck while he suddenly starts to rub Tane his crotch. Tane gets into the feeling and lets Cash rub his dick that starts to grow in his shorts. Cash feels Tane's big dick growing inside those shorts. "FUCK MAN, that feels so good!" Tane confesses. "I can make you feel even more better if we go a step further." Cash explains and looks Tane in his eyes. Tane looking a little dumb at Cash. He wonders what Cash means and suddenly sees Cash rubbing his own crotch and pulls then his shorts and underwear off to reveal his big hard dick. Tane is in shock. He never did any of these gay actions before. He does admit it is a good distractio, but to go that far isn't sure. Cash sees the conflict in Tane's eyes. "Just pull those shorts down and join me." He says while stroking his dick. Tane doesn't know why but drops his shorts and underwear to get completely naked like Cash and starts to stroke his big dick. Both muscle hunks stroke their big dicks while looking at each other. There is a silence but Cash breaks it. "Let me help you." Tane is surprised at what happens next. Cash drops to his knees in front of him and suddenly starts to suck at his dick. "Cash, what the fu-... mmmmm..." Tane can't finish his sentence from the pleasure he suddenly experiences by getting sucked by Cash. "Damn, it is true! A man does know how to pleasure another man." Tane confesses." Cash continues sucking and deepthroats that big dick of Tane. Tane feels his low hanging full balls being pulled by Cash while being sucked. Cash sucks and licks at that shaft of Tane's until he stops. "I would like it if you return the favor now." Cash says and sits down at the bench with his back against the wall. He puts his legs wide for Tane to get between. Tane is frozen. He can't believe what Cash wants from him. "Don't let me hang now. Or are you a guy who only accepts another man's sucking but feels too good for returning the favor?" Tane feels now obligated to return the favor by Cash's words, thinking it is only fair to also suck Cash's dick because Cash sucked his. Tane drops to his knees between Cash's legs and hangs above Cash's big dick. "It's easy, just imagine it's a big popsicle you're going to suck at." Cash explains. Tane opens his mouth and leans forward to only take Cash's mushroomhead in his mouth. Cash felt Tane's lips around his mushroom and moans, feeling excited and turned on to have a big muscle hunk between his legs sucking at his dick. "Oh yeah! Suck that dick all the way, Tane." Cash moans out. Tane realizes it isn't that bad and hard to suck a dick and tries to get in as much as possible to have Cash experience the same kind of pleasure. "OH FUCK YEAH!" Cash shouts out. "You're great at this, man!" Tane sucks and licks the same way Cash did. Cash suddenly sits up and pulls Tane to kiss the burly hunk's lips. Tane kisses Cash romantically and passionately. Cash pulls away from the kiss and whispers, "Get that big dick inside me, Tane." Tane is surprised upon hearing those words. "Are you sure?" "Yes! I've always wanted what you feel like." "I... Didn't know you were this way." Tane stammered. "Gay, I mean." "Experiments don't need labels, man." Cash smiled. "I uh... have no condoms." Tane sheepishly said. Cash thought it was cute that he laughed at Tane. "No worries. You can do me bare. I trust you." Tane aligns his dick in Cash's hole. He hesitates, "Are you sure?" "Fuck yes! I want to feel you, Tane!" Tane pushes his big dick inside Cash's tight ass. Cash holds on to the bench, feeling that big cock inside his tight ass. "Fuck! You feel tight! Tighter than a pussy!" Tane confessed as he keeps humping. Cash chuckles and pulls Tane towards him, kissing him while feeling that big dick going deeper. Cash moans inside Tane's mouth. Tane feels a tingling sensation that he moans as well. In a few moments, Tane's dick finally hits base. This signals Tane to fuck slowly. Cash could feel the movement. He runs his hands all over Tane's brawny back. The kiss doesn't stop and the pace of the fucking goes faster. Suddenly, Cash can feel Tane hitting in the right spots. A wave of pleasure empowers him. He breaks the kiss and says, "Right there! Fuck! It feels good!" Tane just smiles as he fucks Cash in the same spot. Cash strokes his cock. "Fuck! Tane! I'm close!" Cash shouted. "Me too, Cash! I need to pull out, but I don'twant to." "Then don't." A few more thrusts and Cash's dick erupts, shooting volume after volume of thick white sperm on his own stomach. "FUUUCCCKKK!!!" Both men screamed in pleasure. Tane can feel Cash's ass clenching tight around his dick. After a few more thrusts, he shoots a big load inside Cash. Cash gets filled up that Tane's sperm leaks out of Cash's ass. "FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!" Tane shouts out loud and looks down at Cash. Cash looks amazed by getting filled. Both men stare in each other's eyes. Cash pulls Tane into a kiss. Tane takes his dick out and breaks the kiss apart. "Now I want to fuck you." Cash admitted. "What?! No way, man. I had never done that before." Tane crossed his arms. "You fucked me and it distracted you. This will take your mind off," Cash said, "Besides, I think you still have some energy left." Tane looks down on his own hard cock then to Cash's. "Come one, Tane. I will be gentle." Tane sighs. "Fine, but just this once and no one has to know this." "You got my word." Cash stands up. "Now, let's get you on the bench, big guy." Tane is about to get on fours, but Cash stops him. "On your back. I want to see your face." Tane can't believe what he heard. He followed, which made the cop excited. Tane then lays on his back and spreads his legs. He looks at Cash's eagerness to fuck him. Cash caresses that tight muscle ass before pushing his dick in. "OH FUCK!" Tane screams before gritting his teeth from the newfound feeling. "Try to relax." Cash says while he keeps massaging Tane's ass muscles and presses more of his dick inside him. "FUCK MAN, THAT IS BIG!" "You can do it, just a few more inches and it's inside." Tane's sphincter is stretching while taking Cash's dick to his root. "Yeah man, it's all inside now." Cash says excited while rubbing Tane's ass and glutes. Tane can't believe he has a dick inside him now. Cash leans forward and kisses Tane while he slowly starts to move his hips. Tane growls inside Cash's mouth, feeling Cash his dick moving inside him. Suddenly, Tane breaks the kiss sitting up "I can't do this, man." "Sure you can." Cash responds and pushes Tane back down on his back and starts to fuck Tane some more. Tane bites his teeth, feeling like he's being split in half until suddenly some shots of pleasure run through his body. Cash smiles when he sees Tane calming down. He positions himself over Tane and starts to fuck Tane. Then, Tane moans loudly, suddenly feeling a fantastic feeling shooting through his body. Cash laughs. "That's what I was aiming for." "What was that?" Tane questions. "That, mate, was my dick hitting your prostate and I will let you have much more of that pleasure." Cash promises and starts to pick up a pace to continue hitting Tane's prostate. All the pain Tane first felt has gone and now he only feels pleasure. Pleasure of Cash hitting his prostate over and over. Tane's deflated dick has started to rize again and is rock hard. Cash keeps on moving his hips, fucking away and hitting that prostate repeaditly. "OH FUCK!" Tane shouts, feeling Cash found his pace and fucks away on him. Tane's pecs bounce with every thrust he's getting from Cash. Cash looks down and smiles, seeing how the big muscle hunk is taking his fucking. Tane can't take it any longer and grabs hold of his dick and starts to stroke it. "Yeah that's it Tane, cum for me, mate." Cash cheers Tane on. Tane keeps on beating his dick in his fist. Cash rubs his hands over Tane's masculine body, feeling those pecs up. The silence in the gym is broken off by the sounds of skin hitting skin, Cash's hips slap hard against Tane's ass. Moans and growls fill the room. With his free hand, Tane holds the bench over his head while Cash hovers over him. While Cash slams away on Tane's ass, he feels he's close. Both the hunks are covered in sweat from the rough fuck they are having. Tane strokes his dick a few more times and then his dick shoots more cum as he did the first time. Another round of thick cum lands on Tane's stomach. Cash gives Tane a few more thrusts and then his dick erupts inside Tane. Tane is surprised by the full feeling he's getting of a man cumming inside him. Cash hangs over Tane, moaning loudly while shooting all of his load inside the muscle hunk. Tane looks up at Cash who leans in to kiss Tane and drops on top of the hunk his chest. Automatically, Tane embraces Cash and holds him while they kiss some more. Cash's dick deflates and plops out of Tane's ass. Cum still dripping from Cash his dick and out of Tane's hole. Both muscle hunks catch their breath of this first experience they have had with another man. "No word to anyone, you promised." Tane says again. Cash who is laying on Tane's chest circles a finger on Tane's pec. "Whatever you say." He said all tired. For a moment the man just lay there all tired catching their breath before they get dressed and each leave home to their partners. Keeping what happened between them a secret. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 27 Aug 2023 20:18:13 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Best Distraction
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Tane Parata (Ethan Browne)
and Cash Newman (Nicholas Cartwright).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © SEVEN HOME & AWAY
*********************************
Tane is in the gym, getting all his frustrations out on the punching bag at
the gym. His body covered in sweat and using all his energy and strength to
hit that bag. Then, Cash walks in and notices Tane being angry about
something. He walks towards Tane, who just hit the bag 1 more time and sits
down on the bench. Tane wears only his shorts and sits on the bench,
catching his breath while sweat drips from his masculine body.
"Tane, what's up? What made you upset?" Cash asks and takes a seat next to
Tane.
"Just taking out my frustration that I could not keep Felicity safe, you
know." Tane explains and wants to get up, but Cash grabs him by his arm.
"Hold on."
"What do you think you're doing, mate?" Tane questions when he drops back
down on the bench by Cash's sudden pull at his arm.
"I know something else that could distract you." Cash explains.
"What do you have that could possibly distract me?" Tane says with an
undertone.
Cash suddenly surprises Tane by a sudden kiss on the lips.
Tane pushes Cash off right away. "What the hell, man!" He said angrily and
stood up.
"You needed distraction, right? Didn't this distract you?"
"Yeah, but-" Tane starts but gets stopped by Cash, who stands up closely in
front of him and pulls him in for another kiss.
This time, Tane doesn't push Cash off and even starts to kiss back. When
they stop, there is an awkward silence at first. They just look at each
other until Cash removes his shirt and reveals his masculine torso. Tane
now looks differently at Cash, revealing his body like that.
Cash reaches his hands out to rub Tane's big round pecs. "Let's have some
fun."
Tane, who got a little frozen at first, reaches his hands out as well and
rubs Cash's round pecs. Both men start to admire their masculine bodies and
rub their pecs, abs, biceps and triceps, muscle worshiping each other. Cash
suddenly starts to suck at one of Tane's nipples bringing pleasure through
the muscle hunk's body. He leans his head back while Cash goes from one pec
to the other to suck those nipples. Tane releases a moan while he feels his
body being worshiped by Cash.
Cash goes in to kiss Tane his neck while he suddenly starts to rub Tane his
crotch. Tane gets into the feeling and lets Cash rub his dick that starts
to grow in his shorts. Cash feels Tane's big dick growing inside those
shorts.
"FUCK MAN, that feels so good!" Tane confesses.
"I can make you feel even more better if we go a step further." Cash
explains and looks Tane in his eyes.
Tane looking a little dumb at Cash. He wonders what Cash means and suddenly
sees Cash rubbing his own crotch and pulls then his shorts and underwear
off to reveal his big hard dick. Tane is in shock. He never did any of
these gay actions before. He does admit it is a good distractio, but to go
that far isn't sure.
Cash sees the conflict in Tane's eyes. "Just pull those shorts down and
join me." He says while stroking his dick.
Tane doesn't know why but drops his shorts and underwear to get completely
naked like Cash and starts to stroke his big dick. Both muscle hunks stroke
their big dicks while looking at each other.
There is a silence but Cash breaks it. "Let me help you." Tane is surprised
at what happens next. Cash drops to his knees in front of him and suddenly
starts to suck at his dick.
"Cash, what the fu-... mmmmm..." Tane can't finish his sentence from the
pleasure he suddenly experiences by getting sucked by Cash.
"Damn, it is true! A man does know how to pleasure another man." Tane
confesses."
Cash continues sucking and deepthroats that big dick of Tane. Tane feels
his low hanging full balls being pulled by Cash while being sucked.
Cash sucks and licks at that shaft of Tane's until he stops.
"I would like it if you return the favor now." Cash says and sits down at
the bench with his back against the wall. He puts his legs wide for Tane to
get between.
Tane is frozen. He can't believe what Cash wants from him.
"Don't let me hang now. Or are you a guy who only accepts another man's
sucking but feels too good for returning the favor?"
Tane feels now obligated to return the favor by Cash's words, thinking it
is only fair to also suck Cash's dick because Cash sucked his. Tane drops
to his knees between Cash's legs and hangs above Cash's big dick.
"It's easy, just imagine it's a big popsicle you're going to suck at." Cash
explains.
Tane opens his mouth and leans forward to only take Cash's mushroomhead in
his mouth. Cash felt Tane's lips around his mushroom and moans, feeling
excited and turned on to have a big muscle hunk between his legs sucking at
his dick.
"Oh yeah! Suck that dick all the way, Tane." Cash moans out.
Tane realizes it isn't that bad and hard to suck a dick and tries to get in
as much as possible to have Cash experience the same kind of pleasure.
"OH FUCK YEAH!" Cash shouts out. "You're great at this, man!"
Tane sucks and licks the same way Cash did. Cash suddenly sits up and pulls
Tane to kiss the burly hunk's lips. Tane kisses Cash romantically and
passionately.
Cash pulls away from the kiss and whispers, "Get that big dick inside me,
Tane."
Tane is surprised upon hearing those words. "Are you sure?"
"Yes! I've always wanted what you feel like."
"I... Didn't know you were this way." Tane stammered. "Gay, I mean."
"Experiments don't need labels, man." Cash smiled.
"I uh... have no condoms." Tane sheepishly said.
Cash thought it was cute that he laughed at Tane. "No worries. You can do
me bare. I trust you."
Tane aligns his dick in Cash's hole. He hesitates, "Are you sure?"
"Fuck yes! I want to feel you, Tane!"
Tane pushes his big dick inside Cash's tight ass. Cash holds on to the
bench, feeling that big cock inside his tight ass.
"Fuck! You feel tight! Tighter than a pussy!" Tane confessed as he keeps
humping.
Cash chuckles and pulls Tane towards him, kissing him while feeling that
big dick going deeper. Cash moans inside Tane's mouth. Tane feels a
tingling sensation that he moans as well.
In a few moments, Tane's dick finally hits base. This signals Tane to fuck
slowly. Cash could feel the movement. He runs his hands all over Tane's
brawny back. The kiss doesn't stop and the pace of the fucking goes faster.
Suddenly, Cash can feel Tane hitting in the right spots. A wave of pleasure
empowers him. He breaks the kiss and says, "Right there! Fuck! It feels
good!" Tane just smiles as he fucks Cash in the same spot.
Cash strokes his cock. "Fuck! Tane! I'm close!" Cash shouted.
"Me too, Cash! I need to pull out, but I don'twant to."
"Then don't."
A few more thrusts and Cash's dick erupts, shooting volume after volume of
thick white sperm on his own stomach.
"FUUUCCCKKK!!!" Both men screamed in pleasure.
Tane can feel Cash's ass clenching tight around his dick. After a few more
thrusts, he shoots a big load inside Cash. Cash gets filled up that Tane's
sperm leaks out of Cash's ass.
"FUCK THAT FEELS GOOD!" Tane shouts out loud and looks down at Cash. Cash
looks amazed by getting filled.
Both men stare in each other's eyes. Cash pulls Tane into a kiss. Tane
takes his dick out and breaks the kiss apart.
"Now I want to fuck you." Cash admitted.
"What?! No way, man. I had never done that before." Tane crossed his arms.
"You fucked me and it distracted you. This will take your mind off," Cash
said, "Besides, I think you still have some energy left."
Tane looks down on his own hard cock then to Cash's.
"Come one, Tane. I will be gentle."
Tane sighs. "Fine, but just this once and no one has to know this."
"You got my word." Cash stands up. "Now, let's get you on the bench, big
guy."
Tane is about to get on fours, but Cash stops him. "On your back. I want to
see your face."
Tane can't believe what he heard. He followed, which made the cop
excited. Tane then lays on his back and spreads his legs. He looks at
Cash's eagerness to fuck him. Cash caresses that tight muscle ass before
pushing his dick in.
"OH FUCK!" Tane screams before gritting his teeth from the newfound
feeling.
"Try to relax." Cash says while he keeps massaging Tane's ass muscles and
presses more of his dick inside him.
"FUCK MAN, THAT IS BIG!"
"You can do it, just a few more inches and it's inside."
Tane's sphincter is stretching while taking Cash's dick to his root.
"Yeah man, it's all inside now." Cash says excited while rubbing Tane's ass
and glutes.
Tane can't believe he has a dick inside him now. Cash leans forward and
kisses Tane while he slowly starts to move his hips. Tane growls inside
Cash's mouth, feeling Cash his dick moving inside him.
Suddenly, Tane breaks the kiss sitting up "I can't do this, man."
"Sure you can." Cash responds and pushes Tane back down on his back and
starts to fuck Tane some more.
Tane bites his teeth, feeling like he's being split in half until suddenly
some shots of pleasure run through his body.
Cash smiles when he sees Tane calming down. He positions himself over Tane
and starts to fuck Tane.
Then, Tane moans loudly, suddenly feeling a fantastic feeling shooting
through his body.
Cash laughs. "That's what I was aiming for."
"What was that?" Tane questions.
"That, mate, was my dick hitting your prostate and I will let you have much
more of that pleasure." Cash promises and starts to pick up a pace to
continue hitting Tane's prostate.
All the pain Tane first felt has gone and now he only feels
pleasure. Pleasure of Cash hitting his prostate over and over. Tane's
deflated dick has started to rize again and is rock hard. Cash keeps on
moving his hips, fucking away and hitting that prostate repeaditly.
"OH FUCK!" Tane shouts, feeling Cash found his pace and fucks away on him.
Tane's pecs bounce with every thrust he's getting from Cash.
Cash looks down and smiles, seeing how the big muscle hunk is taking his
fucking. Tane can't take it any longer and grabs hold of his dick and
starts to stroke it.
"Yeah that's it Tane, cum for me, mate." Cash cheers Tane on.
Tane keeps on beating his dick in his fist. Cash rubs his hands over Tane's
masculine body, feeling those pecs up. The silence in the gym is broken off
by the sounds of skin hitting skin, Cash's hips slap hard against Tane's
ass. Moans and growls fill the room. With his free hand, Tane holds the
bench over his head while Cash hovers over him.
While Cash slams away on Tane's ass, he feels he's close. Both the hunks
are covered in sweat from the rough fuck they are having. Tane strokes his
dick a few more times and then his dick shoots more cum as he did the first
time. Another round of thick cum lands on Tane's stomach.
Cash gives Tane a few more thrusts and then his dick erupts inside Tane.
Tane is surprised by the full feeling he's getting of a man cumming inside
him.
Cash hangs over Tane, moaning loudly while shooting all of his load inside
the muscle hunk.
Tane looks up at Cash who leans in to kiss Tane and drops on top of the
hunk his chest.
Automatically, Tane embraces Cash and holds him while they kiss some
more. Cash's dick deflates and plops out of Tane's ass. Cum still dripping
from Cash his dick and out of Tane's hole. Both muscle hunks catch their
breath of this first experience they have had with another man.
"No word to anyone, you promised." Tane says again.
Cash who is laying on Tane's chest circles a finger on Tane's
pec. "Whatever you say." He said all tired.
For a moment the man just lay there all tired catching their breath before
they get dressed and each leave home to their partners. Keeping what
happened between them a secret.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-manly-adventures-of-ken | Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2023 09:58:22 -0400 From: J P Aragon Subject: "The Manly Adventures of Ken" (Celebrity) This is an erotic story about adult men enjoying gay sex. Please donate to nifty.org. Mattel owns Ken, Allan and Barbie. Hasbro owns GI Joe. The Manly Adventures of Ken By Jaradon Ken was tired of living in Barbieland. Every day seemed the same and no matter what new adventure he wanted to try at the end he was only Barbie's boyfriend. Ken loved Barbie but there was just so much of cheerful pink a guy could take. "There must be something more than just Barbie land?" Ken said to his best friend Allan " I've heard rumor about a guy only world," Allan said "A world with out Barbies? "Ken said " Yes a place were guys do guy things " Allan imagined him and Ken getting naked together. " What kid of guy things" Ken asked " Adventure stuff you know like treasure hunting or flying into space" " Barbie was an astronaut," Ken said "Yeah but you stayed on Earth" "What else is a boy friend to do?" Ken sighed " But don't you want to do all guy stuff?" " Where is this man land?" " I heard it's over the mountains," Allan said pointing towards a ridge that surrounded Barbie land " But those are too high to climb" Ken said " You could use balloon to get over them," Allan suggested "A balloon" " Yeah you know like an airship thing" " That could work Allan!" Ken hugged Allan. Ken and Allan built a balloon and were about to lift off when Barbie showed up. " What are you up to Ken? " Barbie said in her usual cheerful tone " Ballooning" "Sounds like fun can I go along" Barbie asked " No Barbie this is a guy adventure thing" Ken said " Allan I want you to help me pick a new dress" " Now Barbie?" Allan said " Yes you have excellent taste" "All right then" Allan said he loved to pick Barbie's wardrobe. "But Allan aren't you going ballooning with me?" Ken asked " We can do that tomorrow Ken" Allan said as he walked away with Barbie " I can't wait for tomorrow I need to go all guy land now" Ken said and cut the cord that held the balloon in place " Here we go " Ken shouted as the balloon rose into the sky "Barbie look!" Allan said pointing to the balloon " Ken is going to get hurt" Barbie said " Then you need to change into your nurse outfit" Allan said " Good idea Allan" Ken floated over Barbie land and drifted towards the mountains "Wow everything looks so small from up here," Ken said The balloon rose higher until it reached the mountaintop " I need to control this thing?" Ken thought The wind began to blow harder and dark storm clouds filled the sky \ " Gee this is harder than I thought I wish Allan was here" Thunder and lightning filled the sky. Ken became afraid when suddenly the balloon began to fall "I need to take control!" Ken held on to the ropes as the balloon plummeted to Earth. The balloon hit the ground sending Ken flying through the air. Ken was knocked unconscious by the impact "Where did Ken go Allan?" Barbie said " All man land" Allan said regretting that he had not joined his buddy. " It sounds like a place full of toxic masculinity" Barbie said " I guess" Allan had not idea what toxic masculinity meant but it sounded more fun than helping Barbie get dressed. Ken opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar landscape. He had crash-landed into a jungle. He did not feel hurt so he started to explore. The jungle was all green and brown; enormous trees towered over his head. It smelled clean and natural not like the perfume that filled the air in Barbieland. Ken looked around when he was startled by the appearance of a gorilla. " Oh my God!' Ken said Ken had no idea what to do the only animals he had ever seen were cats and dogs. The giant aped roared and Ken ran for his life as the angry gorilla chased him " Get out of the way" Ken was startled by the manly voice A man was standing in front of him holding a rifle. Ken ran behind the man who aimed the rifle at the rampaging gorilla The gorilla growled The man fired the tranquilizer gun and the gorilla collapsed. " That was close " Ken said "What are you doing out here with out a weapon?" the man said " I was exploring" " Are you nature photographer?" the man asked " My name is Ken" " Commander Joe" the man shaking his hand. Ken noticed the man had a very strong grip " Nice to meet you" Ken said Ken had never seen a man like Commander Joe. They were about the same height; but Joe had thick hair and a beard. Ken had once tried to grow a mustache but Barbie had laughed at him. "We need to get back to my adventure head quarters before dark," Commander Joe said " Sure "Ken was fascinated by the Joes manly demeanor " I have a jeep," Commander Joe said Ken and Joe drove through the jungle until they reached adventure headquarters. It was a large comfortable house. The firs thing Ken notice is there was nothing pink in sight. "Are you hungry Ken?" Commander Joe "Sure" Ken said " But first you must meet my team" " That would be so cool" " Joes assemble in headquarters" The other Joes entered the room. They were diverse group of men both white and black. They all had thick hair and beards. The Joes wore uniforms from every branch of the arm forces. Marines and soldiers stood proudly side-by-side. They all greeted Ken with a manly hug. "And where are you from Ken?" Commander Joe asked " The other side of the mountain " Ken said "Really" Commander Joe said " Yes a place named Barbieland" Ken said and told the Joes about his world. The Joes had never heard of Barbie or her friends. "Adventure is our game and girls get in the way," Marine Joe said as he placed his arm around his Black sailor buddy " You have cooler cars and equipment," Ken said Ken and the Joes had dinner. Barbie had convinced Ken to become a vegetarian but he was really enjoying the steak dinner and the beer. "Well Ken its time to sleep" Joe said " Yes I'm tired after my adventure" " We all share rooms but you can bunk with me tonight" Joe said "Cool" Ken noticed that the Joes paired up before going to bed. The men marched into their rooms with their arms around each other. He usually slept alone even when Allan had asked to join him. Ken never wanted to make Barbie jealous. " I sleep in my camper" Commander Joe said " Barbie has one of those" Commander Joe's camper was filled with ropes, tools and weapons. Ken took off his shirt and laid in the bed Commander Joe stripped down to his shorts. Ken notice that Joe was more muscular and his chest was also covered with hair. There was something else; Joe had a bulge in his shorts " What is that?" Ken asked " My man parts" Joe said proudly " I don't have those" Ken said " But you're a man like me "Joe said scratching his balls " Not quite I'm actually just a doll's boyfriend" Ken said he felt like crying "It ok Ken some of us develop slower than others" Joe hugged Ken "This feels different" Ken said reacting to Joe's manly hug. "You never kissed a man before Ken?' "No but it sounds cool" Ken said " It can be" Joe said and kissed Ken on the mouth Ken had kissed Barbie but this man-to-man kiss felt different. "What do you do with the man parts?" Ken asked "Touch them if you like" Joe said pulling down his shorts revealing a hard cock " Wow" Ken said admiring Joe's erection " Why don't you suck it" Joe said " Sure " Ken said and started sucking on Joe's cock "Your good Ken" Joe said enjoying Kens blow job Ken was really enjoying himself he wished he had man parts too. "Keep going Ken" Joe said "Sure" Ken said he sucked Joe until the action figure orgasm " You like my load? " Joe said " Yeah" Ken said savoring Joe's cum " Lets go to sleep Ken" Joe said " Good night Joe" The next morning the Joes started to teach Ken what fun men adventures could be. Ken went deep sea exploring. He went on an archeological expedition but best of all he went into the jungle with Commander Joe. They ended up sharing a tent "What else can those man parts do?" Ken asked " They can be inside you" Joe said " Does it hurt?" " Yes at first but then its fun" "Do it then" Ken said Joe pulled down Ken's pants and mounted him "Oh wow" Ken said feeling Joes cock inside of him " Just get use to it " Joe kept fucking Ken " Oh yeah I like it now " Ken said he had never been close to anyone like this before. It was as if his body had been made to accept Joe's cock and he loved hit. The next morning when Ken woke up he felt different. He touched his face and felt beard. " Joe look! " Ken said " Nice beard ken" Joe said Commander Joe took Ken on other adventures. They went into space and orbited the earth. They went on a long hike on the dessert ending up in an oasis. The two men set up tent " I think we use a swim" Commander Joe stripping off his clothes " Go for it ` Ken said " Aren't you going to join me Ken" Commander Joe said " Yeah sure" Ken stripped off his clothes " Ken! ` Commander Joe said " What's wrong Joe?" ken said " Look at you!" Joe said pointing to Ken's crotch Ken looked down and was amazed that he now had a cock and ball just like Joe " I got my man parts!" Ken said " You do indeed, " Joe said admiring Ken's manhood. Ken jumped in the water with Joe. They had fun splashing around. " Lets go rest for a while the sun is too hot out" Joe said drying off with a towel " Yes sir" Ken said and followed Joe into their tent. Joe and Ken lay next to each other. Ken was fascinated by his new man parts and started to play with himself. "It feels so good when I touch them" Ken said as he jerked himself off " Let me suck you" Joe said and started to suck on Ken's cock " That feels so good Joe" Ken said enjoying Joe's blowjob Joe and Ken ended up sucking each other " I want you to fuck me" Joe said and turned over exposing his ass to Ken " Never done that before" Ken said " You can do it bud you're an action hero now" Joe said grabbing Ken's cock Joe was right Ken thought. He was no longer just a sidekick to a doll. He felt like a real man. "Going to fuck you Joe" Ken said as he penetrated Joe with his cock Joe had never let any of other guys fuck him until now and he loved the feel of Ken's shaft as it came in and out of his ass. "Gee this is the best ever," Ken said as he fucked Joe into an orgasm. " Fuck me Ken" Joe said " Never going to stop" Ken said as he came inside Joe's ass " I love you Ken" Joe said " Me too!' Ken said The two men kissed. Ken knew that he was never going back to Barbieland. He had found true love with Commander Joe and there were more adventures to come. The End � 2023 Jaradonficiton | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2023 09:58:22 -0400
From: J P Aragon <[email protected]>
Subject: "The Manly Adventures of Ken" (Celebrity)
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The Manly Adventures of Ken
By Jaradon
Ken was tired of living in Barbieland. Every day seemed the same and
no matter what new adventure he wanted to try at the end he was only
Barbie's boyfriend. Ken loved Barbie but there was just so much of
cheerful pink a guy could take.
"There must be something more than just Barbie land?" Ken said to
his best friend Allan
" I've heard rumor about a guy only world," Allan said
"A world with out Barbies? "Ken said
" Yes a place were guys do guy things " Allan imagined him and Ken
getting naked together.
" What kid of guy things" Ken asked
" Adventure stuff you know like treasure hunting or flying into
space"
" Barbie was an astronaut," Ken said
"Yeah but you stayed on Earth"
"What else is a boy friend to do?" Ken sighed
" But don't you want to do all guy stuff?"
" Where is this man land?"
" I heard it's over the mountains," Allan said pointing towards a
ridge that surrounded Barbie land
" But those are too high to climb" Ken said
" You could use balloon to get over them," Allan suggested
"A balloon"
" Yeah you know like an airship thing"
" That could work Allan!" Ken hugged Allan.
Ken and Allan built a balloon and were about to lift off when
Barbie showed up.
" What are you up to Ken? " Barbie said in her usual cheerful tone
" Ballooning"
"Sounds like fun can I go along" Barbie asked
" No Barbie this is a guy adventure thing" Ken said
" Allan I want you to help me pick a new dress"
" Now Barbie?" Allan said
" Yes you have excellent taste"
"All right then" Allan said he loved to pick Barbie's wardrobe.
"But Allan aren't you going ballooning with me?" Ken asked
" We can do that tomorrow Ken" Allan said as he walked away with
Barbie
" I can't wait for tomorrow I need to go all guy land now" Ken said
and cut the cord that held the balloon in place
" Here we go " Ken shouted as the balloon rose into the sky
"Barbie look!" Allan said pointing to the balloon
" Ken is going to get hurt" Barbie said
" Then you need to change into your nurse outfit" Allan said
" Good idea Allan"
Ken floated over Barbie land and drifted towards the mountains
"Wow everything looks so small from up here," Ken said
The balloon rose higher until it reached the mountaintop
" I need to control this thing?" Ken thought
The wind began to blow harder and dark storm clouds filled the sky
\ " Gee this is harder than I thought I wish Allan was here"
Thunder and lightning filled the sky. Ken became afraid when
suddenly the balloon began to fall
"I need to take control!" Ken held on to the ropes as the balloon
plummeted to Earth. The balloon hit the ground sending Ken flying through
the air. Ken was knocked unconscious by the impact
"Where did Ken go Allan?" Barbie said
" All man land" Allan said regretting that he had not joined his
buddy.
" It sounds like a place full of toxic masculinity" Barbie said
" I guess" Allan had not idea what toxic masculinity meant but it
sounded more fun than helping Barbie get dressed.
Ken opened his eyes and stared at the unfamiliar landscape. He had
crash-landed into a jungle. He did not feel hurt so he started to explore.
The jungle was all green and brown; enormous trees towered over his head.
It smelled clean and natural not like the perfume that filled the air in
Barbieland. Ken looked around when he was startled by the appearance of a
gorilla.
" Oh my God!' Ken said
Ken had no idea what to do the only animals he had ever seen were
cats and dogs.
The giant aped roared and Ken ran for his life as the angry gorilla
chased him
" Get out of the way" Ken was startled by the manly voice
A man was standing in front of him holding a rifle.
Ken ran behind the man who aimed the rifle at the rampaging gorilla
The gorilla growled
The man fired the tranquilizer gun and the gorilla collapsed.
" That was close " Ken said
"What are you doing out here with out a weapon?" the man said
" I was exploring"
" Are you nature photographer?" the man asked
" My name is Ken"
" Commander Joe" the man shaking his hand. Ken noticed the man had
a very strong grip
" Nice to meet you" Ken said
Ken had never seen a man like Commander Joe. They were about the
same height; but Joe had thick hair and a beard. Ken had once tried to
grow a mustache but Barbie had laughed at him.
"We need to get back to my adventure head quarters before dark,"
Commander Joe said
" Sure "Ken was fascinated by the Joes manly demeanor
" I have a jeep," Commander Joe said
Ken and Joe drove through the jungle until they reached adventure
headquarters. It was a large comfortable house. The firs thing Ken notice
is there was nothing pink in sight.
"Are you hungry Ken?" Commander Joe
"Sure" Ken said
" But first you must meet my team"
" That would be so cool"
" Joes assemble in headquarters"
The other Joes entered the room. They were diverse group of men
both white and black. They all had thick hair and beards. The Joes wore
uniforms from every branch of the arm forces. Marines and soldiers stood
proudly side-by-side. They all greeted Ken with a manly hug.
"And where are you from Ken?" Commander Joe asked
" The other side of the mountain " Ken said
"Really" Commander Joe said
" Yes a place named Barbieland" Ken said and told the Joes about
his world. The Joes had never heard of Barbie or her friends.
"Adventure is our game and girls get in the way," Marine Joe said
as he placed his arm around his Black sailor buddy
" You have cooler cars and equipment," Ken said
Ken and the Joes had dinner. Barbie had convinced Ken to become a
vegetarian but he was really enjoying the steak dinner and the beer.
"Well Ken its time to sleep" Joe said
" Yes I'm tired after my adventure"
" We all share rooms but you can bunk with me tonight" Joe said
"Cool"
Ken noticed that the Joes paired up before going to bed. The men
marched into their rooms with their arms around each other. He usually
slept alone even when Allan had asked to join him. Ken never wanted to make
Barbie jealous.
" I sleep in my camper" Commander Joe said
" Barbie has one of those"
Commander Joe's camper was filled with ropes, tools and weapons.
Ken took off his shirt and laid in the bed
Commander Joe stripped down to his shorts.
Ken notice that Joe was more muscular and his chest was also
covered with hair. There was something else; Joe had a bulge in his shorts
" What is that?" Ken asked
" My man parts" Joe said proudly
" I don't have those" Ken said
" But you're a man like me "Joe said scratching his balls
" Not quite I'm actually just a doll's boyfriend" Ken said he felt
like crying
"It ok Ken some of us develop slower than others" Joe hugged Ken
"This feels different" Ken said reacting to Joe's manly hug.
"You never kissed a man before Ken?'
"No but it sounds cool" Ken said
" It can be" Joe said and kissed Ken on the mouth
Ken had kissed Barbie but this man-to-man kiss felt different.
"What do you do with the man parts?" Ken asked
"Touch them if you like" Joe said pulling down his shorts revealing
a hard cock
" Wow" Ken said admiring Joe's erection
" Why don't you suck it" Joe said
" Sure " Ken said and started sucking on Joe's cock
"Your good Ken" Joe said enjoying Kens blow job
Ken was really enjoying himself he wished he had man parts too.
"Keep going Ken" Joe said
"Sure" Ken said he sucked Joe until the action figure orgasm
" You like my load? " Joe said
" Yeah" Ken said savoring Joe's cum
" Lets go to sleep Ken" Joe said
" Good night Joe"
The next morning the Joes started to teach Ken what fun men adventures
could be. Ken went deep sea exploring. He went on an archeological
expedition but best of all he went into the jungle with Commander Joe.
They ended up sharing a tent
"What else can those man parts do?" Ken asked
" They can be inside you" Joe said
" Does it hurt?"
" Yes at first but then its fun"
"Do it then" Ken said
Joe pulled down Ken's pants and mounted him
"Oh wow"
Ken said feeling Joes cock inside of him
" Just get use to it " Joe kept fucking Ken
" Oh yeah I like it now " Ken said he had never been close to anyone like
this before. It was as if his body had been made to accept Joe's cock and
he loved hit.
The next morning when Ken woke up he felt different. He touched his face
and felt beard.
" Joe look! " Ken said
" Nice beard ken" Joe said
Commander Joe took Ken on other adventures. They went into space and
orbited the earth. They went on a long hike on the dessert ending up in an
oasis. The two men set up tent
" I think we use a swim" Commander Joe stripping off his clothes
" Go for it ` Ken said
" Aren't you going to join me Ken" Commander Joe said
" Yeah sure" Ken stripped off his clothes
" Ken! ` Commander Joe said
" What's wrong Joe?" ken said
" Look at you!" Joe said pointing to Ken's crotch
Ken looked down and was amazed that he now had a cock and ball just like
Joe
" I got my man parts!" Ken said
" You do indeed, " Joe said admiring Ken's manhood.
Ken jumped in the water with Joe. They had fun splashing around.
" Lets go rest for a while the sun is too hot out" Joe said drying off with
a towel
" Yes sir" Ken said and followed Joe into their tent.
Joe and Ken lay next to each other. Ken was fascinated by his new man
parts and started to play with himself.
"It feels so good when I touch them" Ken said as he jerked himself off
" Let me suck you" Joe said and started to suck on Ken's cock
" That feels so good Joe" Ken said enjoying Joe's blowjob
Joe and Ken ended up sucking each other
" I want you to fuck me" Joe said and turned over exposing his ass to Ken
" Never done that before" Ken said
" You can do it bud you're an action hero now" Joe said grabbing Ken's cock
Joe was right Ken thought. He was no longer just a sidekick to a doll. He
felt like a real man.
"Going to fuck you Joe" Ken said as he penetrated Joe with his cock
Joe had never let any of other guys fuck him until now and he loved the
feel of Ken's shaft as it came in and out of his ass.
"Gee this is the best ever," Ken said as he fucked Joe into an orgasm.
" Fuck me Ken" Joe said
" Never going to stop" Ken said as he came inside Joe's ass
" I love you Ken" Joe said
" Me too!' Ken said
The two men kissed. Ken knew that he was never going back to
Barbieland. He had found true love with Commander Joe and there were more
adventures to come.
The End
� 2023 Jaradonficiton
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/keeping-the-secret | Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2023 21:39:06 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Keeping The Secret This is a fanfiction story with the characters Charlie Dean (Charlie Behan) and Ethan Williams (Matthew Bailey). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © E4 HOLLYOAKS ********************************* Charlie Dean, the troubled teen of Hollyoaks village, is hanging out on the streets. He just stole some beer from the store as he looked around. He notices Ethan Williams heading to Sienna Blake's apartment. He knows Ethan and Sienna broke up and wonders what Ethan is doing there. Ethan, having no idea Charlie caught him, heads up to Sienna's place for the night. The night passes and the next morning, Charlie bumps into Ethan on the streets. "Watch it." Ethan says, annoyed. "You better watch yourself so that no one catches your secret." Charlie mumbles. Ethan heard that. "What did you say boy?" Charlie realized he said it louder than it was intended. But he doesn't care and repeats himself "I said you better be careful no one catches your secret!" "My secret?" Ethan believes Charlie is just a punk saying something. "I saw you last night heading to Sienna's place." Charlie reveals and proudly leaves, seeing Ethan frozen. Knowing he has the man gobsmacked with his words. Ethan can't believe it. First, Ste finds out his secret and now Charlie. This time, Ethan doesn't intend to let a punk like Charlie use this over him. He has no choice but to follow the teen. Charlie has no idea that Ethan is following him and goes into the alley. At the alley, Ethan confronts Charlie and pushes him against the wall. Holding the boy at his collar. "Listen here, punk. No one threatens me. Am I clear?!" Charlie suddenly feels very small and scared. Ethan looks at the boy. "I might need to teach you a lesson." Charlie's eyes widen. He freaks out about what Ethan could possibly mean. Ethan is quiet for a moment and eyes Charlie from top to toe. To Charlie's surprise, Ethan pushes him down to the floor on his knees. "This will be a good punishment!" Ethan says and starts to unzip his pants and takes out his dick. Charlie's eyes widen once more. His eyes filled with horror as he looked at Ethan's big dick. "Okay boy, open wide and don't you dare bite." Ethan says, threatening Charlie with a fist in the lad's face. Charlie is frightened to be beaten up by Ethan. He opens his mouth wide and let's Ethan push his dick inside his mouth. "Now suck it!" Ethan commands. Charlie is very inexperienced in it but tries his best to not pissing Ethan off more. Ethan feels that warm mouth of Charlie around his dick. It turns him on and in a few minutes his dick is rock hard. `Fuck that boy can suck.' He thinks to himself but doesn't say it. Ethan does decide that sucking isn't enough. He pushes Charlie off and gets the lad to stand up. "Pull that pants down, now!" Charlie freaks out. Is this really going to happen? Will this lead to his first experience of having a dick up his ass. Slowly and nervously Charlie unzips his pants and pulls it down. Ethan looks down and then back up to Charlie. "The underwear too, lad!" With shaky hands, Charlie nervously pulls his underwear down. Ethan removes his own jacket and t-shirt. Charlie is impressed by the guy's physique. Ethan smiles, seeing Charlie eyeing him. "I guess you like what you see. Let's see if you enjoy the feeling as well." To Charlie's surprise, Ethan turns him around. He feels Ethan's hands go underneath his shirt and his shirt being lifted over his head. Now, the 2 guys are shirtless and Charlie hears Ethan's belt coming loose. Charlie looks over his shoulder and notices Ethan spitting down on his own dick. "Let's fuck that ass!" Charlie looks a little scared. He tries to be tough, but when he feels Ethan's dick hitting his hole. All he could do was look forward to the wall. Ethan pushes his dick inside. Charlie whines, feeling that dick coming all the way inside him. Ethan grins. "That's it lad, take my big dick up in that tight ass of yours." Charlie takes that entire dick and, to his surprise, has turned him on so much that his dick is standing straight forward in rock hard position. "I guess someone fancies a good fuck up that ass." Ethan teases while reaching his hand to Charlie's dick and starts to stroke it. Charlie feels all his hormones running through his body. Is this really what he enjoys? He is confused but one thing is for sure. He really likes this moment and doesn't want it to end. Ethan keeps stroking Charlie's dick while fucking that lad his ass. Charlie starts to escape some moaning sounds. Ethan smiles, knowing the lad is giving in to the whole situation. Even Charlie's ass is not resisting anymore. Ethan keeps on thrusting up at that ass. He lets go of Charlie's dick and lets his hands travel over the lad's body. Charlie feels his dick being in need of some attention and starts to stroke it himself. Ethan is now sure that Charlie likes it and takes his dick out. Charlie almost whines, feeling empty inside. He looks over his shoulder to Ethan, but Ethan isn't done with him yet. In one quick move Ethan turns Charlie around and lifts the teen up on his dick to start fucking the boy. Charlie moans, feeling that big dick back inside. Ethan and Charlie are now at eye level, while Ethan keeps thrusting up inside the lad. "You're mine now." Ethan says. Charlie nods yes in response. "My secret is safe with you, right?" Ethan asks. "Yes." Charlie says. "Yes who?" "YES SIR!" Charlie shouts. Ethan grins and to Charlie's surprise, suddenly locks lips with him. Charlie feels Ethan's tongue getting in his mouth and they have a hot kissing session while Ethan continues fucking him. Charlie's dick is so pressed between their bodies that it's getting such intense friction, with the fact that Ethan his dick is hitting Charlie's prostate now causing Charlie's dick to erupt and cover their bodies with big volumes of thick white sperm. Ethan breaks off the kiss when Charlie just cummed and looks down. "Fuck, you really made it sticky." He teases while he continues the fucking. Charlie looks down as well while he keeps feeling the thrusts inside him. His prostate keeps getting those hard thrusts. A few more poundings and Ethan erupts as well. Inside the lad's just taken cherry. Ethan freezes while he keeps on cumming. Charlie is turned on by Ethan's manly moans and how that chest presses against his teen body. Ethan lowers Charlie on the ground. Charlie's legs still shaken from the rough fuck he just taken. "I'm glad we came to an agreement." Ethan says while he gets dressed again. Charlie is still wrapping his young mind to the fact he just took dick up his ass. "Now be a good lad and keep everything what happened between us to yourself." Ethan says, winking at Charlie. Charlie nods yes. Ethan is about to leave the alley when Charlie grabs Ethan his arm. Ethan turns around and looks at Charlie. "What do you want?" "Can we do this again?" Charlie asks. Ethan smiles. "Maybe." He replies with a wink and then leaves. Charlie gets dressed quickly and leaves the alley quickly. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 23 Jul 2023 21:39:06 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Keeping The Secret
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Charlie Dean (Charlie Behan)
and Ethan Williams (Matthew Bailey).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © E4 HOLLYOAKS
*********************************
Charlie Dean, the troubled teen of Hollyoaks village, is hanging out on the
streets. He just stole some beer from the store as he looked around. He
notices Ethan Williams heading to Sienna Blake's apartment. He knows Ethan
and Sienna broke up and wonders what Ethan is doing there.
Ethan, having no idea Charlie caught him, heads up to Sienna's place for
the night. The night passes and the next morning, Charlie bumps into Ethan
on the streets.
"Watch it." Ethan says, annoyed.
"You better watch yourself so that no one catches your secret." Charlie
mumbles.
Ethan heard that. "What did you say boy?"
Charlie realized he said it louder than it was intended. But he doesn't
care and repeats himself "I said you better be careful no one catches your
secret!"
"My secret?" Ethan believes Charlie is just a punk saying something.
"I saw you last night heading to Sienna's place." Charlie reveals and
proudly leaves, seeing Ethan frozen. Knowing he has the man gobsmacked with
his words.
Ethan can't believe it. First, Ste finds out his secret and now
Charlie. This time, Ethan doesn't intend to let a punk like Charlie use
this over him. He has no choice but to follow the teen. Charlie has no idea
that Ethan is following him and goes into the alley.
At the alley, Ethan confronts Charlie and pushes him against the
wall. Holding the boy at his collar. "Listen here, punk. No one threatens
me. Am I clear?!"
Charlie suddenly feels very small and scared.
Ethan looks at the boy. "I might need to teach you a lesson."
Charlie's eyes widen. He freaks out about what Ethan could possibly
mean. Ethan is quiet for a moment and eyes Charlie from top to toe. To
Charlie's surprise, Ethan pushes him down to the floor on his knees.
"This will be a good punishment!" Ethan says and starts to unzip his pants
and takes out his dick.
Charlie's eyes widen once more. His eyes filled with horror as he looked at
Ethan's big dick.
"Okay boy, open wide and don't you dare bite." Ethan says, threatening
Charlie with a fist in the lad's face.
Charlie is frightened to be beaten up by Ethan. He opens his mouth wide and
let's Ethan push his dick inside his mouth.
"Now suck it!" Ethan commands.
Charlie is very inexperienced in it but tries his best to not pissing Ethan
off more. Ethan feels that warm mouth of Charlie around his dick. It turns
him on and in a few minutes his dick is rock hard. `Fuck that boy can
suck.' He thinks to himself but doesn't say it.
Ethan does decide that sucking isn't enough. He pushes Charlie off and gets
the lad to stand up. "Pull that pants down, now!"
Charlie freaks out. Is this really going to happen? Will this lead to his
first experience of having a dick up his ass. Slowly and nervously Charlie
unzips his pants and pulls it down. Ethan looks down and then back up to
Charlie. "The underwear too, lad!"
With shaky hands, Charlie nervously pulls his underwear down. Ethan removes
his own jacket and t-shirt. Charlie is impressed by the guy's
physique. Ethan smiles, seeing Charlie eyeing him.
"I guess you like what you see. Let's see if you enjoy the feeling as
well."
To Charlie's surprise, Ethan turns him around. He feels Ethan's hands go
underneath his shirt and his shirt being lifted over his head. Now, the 2
guys are shirtless and Charlie hears Ethan's belt coming loose. Charlie
looks over his shoulder and notices Ethan spitting down on his own
dick. "Let's fuck that ass!"
Charlie looks a little scared. He tries to be tough, but when he feels
Ethan's dick hitting his hole. All he could do was look forward to the
wall. Ethan pushes his dick inside. Charlie whines, feeling that dick
coming all the way inside him.
Ethan grins. "That's it lad, take my big dick up in that tight ass of
yours."
Charlie takes that entire dick and, to his surprise, has turned him on so
much that his dick is standing straight forward in rock hard position.
"I guess someone fancies a good fuck up that ass." Ethan teases while
reaching his hand to Charlie's dick and starts to stroke it.
Charlie feels all his hormones running through his body. Is this really
what he enjoys? He is confused but one thing is for sure. He really likes
this moment and doesn't want it to end. Ethan keeps stroking Charlie's dick
while fucking that lad his ass. Charlie starts to escape some moaning
sounds.
Ethan smiles, knowing the lad is giving in to the whole situation. Even
Charlie's ass is not resisting anymore. Ethan keeps on thrusting up at that
ass. He lets go of Charlie's dick and lets his hands travel over the lad's
body. Charlie feels his dick being in need of some attention and starts to
stroke it himself. Ethan is now sure that Charlie likes it and takes his
dick out. Charlie almost whines, feeling empty inside. He looks over his
shoulder to Ethan, but Ethan isn't done with him yet. In one quick move
Ethan turns Charlie around and lifts the teen up on his dick to start
fucking the boy.
Charlie moans, feeling that big dick back inside. Ethan and Charlie are now
at eye level, while Ethan keeps thrusting up inside the lad.
"You're mine now." Ethan says.
Charlie nods yes in response.
"My secret is safe with you, right?" Ethan asks.
"Yes." Charlie says.
"Yes who?"
"YES SIR!" Charlie shouts.
Ethan grins and to Charlie's surprise, suddenly locks lips with
him. Charlie feels Ethan's tongue getting in his mouth and they have a hot
kissing session while Ethan continues fucking him. Charlie's dick is so
pressed between their bodies that it's getting such intense friction, with
the fact that Ethan his dick is hitting Charlie's prostate now causing
Charlie's dick to erupt and cover their bodies with big volumes of thick
white sperm.
Ethan breaks off the kiss when Charlie just cummed and looks down. "Fuck,
you really made it sticky." He teases while he continues the fucking.
Charlie looks down as well while he keeps feeling the thrusts inside
him. His prostate keeps getting those hard thrusts. A few more poundings
and Ethan erupts as well. Inside the lad's just taken cherry. Ethan freezes
while he keeps on cumming. Charlie is turned on by Ethan's manly moans and
how that chest presses against his teen body.
Ethan lowers Charlie on the ground. Charlie's legs still shaken from the
rough fuck he just taken.
"I'm glad we came to an agreement." Ethan says while he gets dressed again.
Charlie is still wrapping his young mind to the fact he just took dick up
his ass.
"Now be a good lad and keep everything what happened between us to
yourself." Ethan says, winking at Charlie.
Charlie nods yes. Ethan is about to leave the alley when Charlie grabs
Ethan his arm. Ethan turns around and looks at Charlie.
"What do you want?"
"Can we do this again?" Charlie asks.
Ethan smiles. "Maybe." He replies with a wink and then leaves.
Charlie gets dressed quickly and leaves the alley quickly.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/over-the-moment-of-grief | Date: Sun, 16 Jul 2023 21:11:58 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Over The Moment Of Grief This is a fanfiction story with the characters Rafe Hernandez (Galen Gering) and Eli Grant (Lamon Archey). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Rafe Hernandez is in his office. He's still reeling over the fact that his friend Abe Carver might be dead. Suddenly, there is a knock on the door, but Rafe is so taken up by his thoughts that he doesn't hear the knocking. The door opens and Eli Grant, Rafe's colleague and friend, appears. He's also shaken by the thought of Abe's possible death. It took quite a while for Rafe to notice Eli. Out of respect and sorrow, Rafe stands up and hugs Eli. Eli returned the hug with a tight squeeze. "I can't believe this is really happening." Eli says. "Me neither." Rafe responds back. Both men sit down while they sob about their friend Abe, who might be dead. "How am I going to tell Lani this?" Eli wonders with the same sorrowful sound. Rafe lays a hand on Eli's shoulder. "You can do this my friend." Eli looks up and stares in Rafe's eyes. Both suddenly lock lips by all these emotions they feel. Rafe stops the kiss and looks at Eli. "What are you doing?" "I'm sorry." Eli says while looking away from being embarrassed about what he just did. Rafe puts his hand out to softly grab Eli's chin to make him face him. "It's okay, buddy." Eli sees Rafe's sweet smile. "What's going on with me?" He says and stands up. Rafe stands up as well and gets behind Eli. He grabs Eli's shoulder to turn him around and suddenly plants a kiss on the hot black stud. Now, both men forget everything around them and lose themselves in their kissing. Rafe and Eli keep on kissing while their hands reach the buttons of their shirts. Eli loses his control and suddenly rips open Rafe's shirt, making the buttons fly in the air and land on the ground. "Wow, Eli!" Rafe says, shocked standing with his mouth open. Eli grabs Rafe in his arms and kisses him again while rubbing his hands over Rafe's chest, rubbing them to Rafe's shoulders to pull the shirt off of Rafe's shoulders. Rafe is more tender and unbuttons Eli's shirt button by button till it hangs open. Eli removes his shirt, revealing his masculine physique at Rafe. Rafe is impressed by Eli's body. Eli feels Rafe's body up. "Make me feel good, daddy!" "Daddy? Really?" Rafe let out a short laugh as he asked. "Oh yeah, you're a daddy alright." Eli says, looking at Rafe's body and feeling it up. Rafe gives in to Eli's words, letting his friend call him daddy if he likes. Both men get lost in their kissing and feel each other's bodies up. Suddenly, Rafe stops and breaks it off. Eli thinks he did something wrong and freezes. "Did I do something wrong?" Rafe walks to the door and locks it. "Better be safe so that no one will disturb us." Rafe says and winks at Eli. Eli smiles from ear to ear. Rafe walks back over to Eli and they kiss again. Both grind slowly as their crotches rub on each other while they kiss. The zipper of the pants is heard to go down. Pants drop to their ankles and they step out of them. When stepping out of their pants, they stand in only their tight underwear. Both don't think anymore and just go by the sexual feeling that motivates them in this whole situation. Eli places Rafe to sit on the desk and kisses Rafe's neck. He kisses his way down over Rafe's body till he's dropped to his knees. Rafe feels a bit frozen and excited for what's to come. Eli pulls Rafe's underwear down and Rafe's hard dick jumps up. "Damn, that's a big gun." Eli teasingly says while looking up at Rafe. Rafe feels proud. Eli inhales a deep breath and then in one quick move he takes that whole dick to start sucking on. Rafe is impressed and moans at the sucking that happens at his dick. Eli continues sucking Rafe's dick and Rafe hangs his head back. He holds himself to the desk while Eli makes him feel good. To avoid cumming too early, Rafe suddenly pushes Eli off. "Now let me!" Eli smiles at the thought of his friend and boss, the Salem police commissioner, sucking his dick. The excitement makes Eli's dick twitch uncontrollably. Rafe and Eli stand face to face. They share a kiss and then Rafe drops to his knees. Eli looks down and sees Rafe infront of him. He can't believe this is really going to happen. Rafe pulls Eli's underwear down and gets slapped on his chin by that big black python. "Wow" Rafe says, surprised by the size and to the shock of being slapped at his chin. Eli's dick twitches. Rafe grabs that dick in his hand and gives it a few strokes, feeling Eli's dick pulsing in his hand. "So this is what it feels to someone who wants to be sucked badly!" Rafe says looking up at Eli. Eli connects his eyes with Rafe's and smiles. Rafe smiles back and then starts to slowly suck at that big black cock. Eli's secret dirty dream comes through. He feels himself not being gay, but if there would be a man he would want to do it with it is Rafe. Now that is happening, it excites him so much. For not being gay, Rafe knows his ways to pleasure Eli by sucking and licking that shaft. Eli hangs his head back and enjoys the fantastic blowjob he's getting. `Man, he's good. Must be those Latin roots that make Rafe so good' Eli thinks to himself. Eli gets rock hard and, if he doesn't make Rafe stop now, he can't stop himself from cumming. What he wants is a good fuck so he pushes Rafe off. Rafe wonders what's going on and gives a confused look at Eli. "Now I want to suck yours." Eli says. Rafe smiles and stands up. Eli pushes Rafe down on his office chair and gets on his knees between Rafe's legs. Sensually, Eli rubs Rafe's hairy thighs and moves his head closer to that big Latin dick or Rafe's. He opens wide and starts sucking on Rafe's dick. Rafe holds tight to the arm rests of his chair, taking the sensual but slightly rough sucking. `Wow Eli is really good at this. I hope he enjoyed mine or this wasn't fair game.' Rafe thinks to himself. Rafe leans further back on his chair while Eli keeps sucking him. Eli keeps sucking and licking at that Latin cock. Rafe gets taken by surprise by some deepthroats that Eli gives to him. Loud moans escape Rafe's mouth. Eli stops and starts stroking Rafe's dick. Rafe looks at Eli while Eli has his hand around his dick, stroking it, having his friend and boss excited. Eli leans forward and kisses Rafe. Both men are really horny now and both now want to explore more. Eli breaks off the kiss. "I want you to fuck me." He reveals. Rafe smiles and is ready for that. To Eli's surprise, Rafe reaches into a drawer of his desk and pulls out a wrapped condom. Eli smiles and grabs the condom to unwrap it. He starts to pull it over Rafe's dick. When Rafe's dick is wrapped, the man stands up and Eli bends over Rafe's desk. Rafe spreads Eli's ass cheeks and looks at that pink hole, almost winking at him to be taken. Eli hangs over the table and suddenly feels Rafe spit at his hole, causing him shivers on his back for a moment. Rafe spits several times to make Eli's hole wet enough. Then he presents his dick at Eli's hole. Eli braces himself by grabbing the end of the desk and feels Rafe's big dick entering inside him. Rafe pushes his dick slowly but steady inside his friend's ass until he's entirely inside Eli. Eli catches his breath while Rafe gives his friend a moment to adjust. "You okay?" Rafe asked. "Yeah man, this feels different but so good." Eli replies. Rafe smiles and slowly starts to move back and forth inside Eli. Eli feels that big dick moving inside him. Each thrust going faster until Rafe finds a good pace to fuck Eli. Eli moans, feeling that big dick hitting his inside. The pain felt so unbearable until pleasure took over and now Eli only wants Rafe to continue fucking him. "Don't stop man, this feels so good." Eli says and even grabs hold of his dick to stroke it. Rafe feels the tightness of Eli's ass around his dick. It feels so good. Maybe even better than fucking a woman but that's something Rafe at the moment doesn't think about. Eli keeps stroking his dick while Rafe keeps thrusting inside him. Both men moan and enjoy every moment. Rafe's hips slap hard against Eli's ass echoing around through Rafe's office room. Eli feels that dick of Rafe hitting the right spots inside him. "Fuck yeah man!" Eli says while he suddenly shoots his load while stroking. Rafe feels Eli's ass tightens around his dick. After a few more thrusts, Rafe's big dick shoots volumes of cum inside Eli's ass. "FUCK!" Rafe shouts while cumming. Rafe catches his breath while laying his body on Eli's back. Eli feels Rafe's dick escaping his ass slowly. He then turns around to face Rafe, who just got off his back. To Rafe's surprise, Eli is still rock hard. "Now it's my turn to fuck you!" He surprises Rafe. Rafe can't believe what's about to happen. Eli bends him over the desk and gets behind him. "Eli I'm not su-.... FUCK!" Rafe just got off guard by Eli's quick intrusion by pressing his entire dick up his boss and friend's ass. "Fuck yeah what an ass!" Eli says excited. Rafe can't believe he has Eli's entire big black cock up inside him. Eli starts to fuck Rafe. Everytime a faster and harder pace till he completely pounds that ass. Rafe feels Eli's hand on his shoulder, holding him to keep thrusting inside. Then, Eli suddenly stops and takes his dick out. Rafe thinks it's over only to be roughly turned around and pressed on the desk on his back. Eli grabs hold of Rafe's hairy legs, holding them while he presses his entire dick back inside. "FUCK!" Rafe shouts again. Eli starts to thrust in deep and hard. The desk squeaks and screeches to all the poundings Rafe gets. Rafe holds on to the desk and notices his dick standing straight up again. "Slow down buddy. Fucking hell." Rafe says to the hard poundings he's getting. Eli is lost in all the desire he's in to fuck his boss' ass. Rafe's pecs bounce to the thrusts. He is so horny he takes hold of his dick with 1 hand while his other hand holds on to the desk above his head. While Rafe tries to hold on to the pounding, Eli keeps going wild. He feels he won't last long anymore but just loves how he can finally fuck Rafe. Finally his wish comes true. Both their bodies are covered in sweat. Drops of sweat falling from Eli's body on the ground while he keeps on thrusting. A few more thrusts and he cums again. Rafe keeps on stroking. He's gotten rock hard again by all those thrusts of Eli against his prostate. Then after several strokes, he cums again. Another nice thick load landing on Rafe's abs. "FUCK man that was intense." Rafe admits. Eli lets his dick pop out of Rafe's ass and lets go of his boss' legs. He leans forward "Thank you for this great fuck." And then kisses Rafe on his mouth. Rafe wraps his arms around Eli and they passionately kiss. When the men break the kiss off they realize what a mess they made of the office. "We really went wild." Eli jokes. "Yeah you on my ass." Rafe replies. "Would do it again if I get the chance." Eli says. Rafe looks surprised at Eli. "To be clear this is not something I do. Better yet this was the first time." "So I just burst your cherry?" Eli asks. Rafe looks at Eli and blushes. He's quiet and stands up to grab his clothes. "I did, didn't I?" Eli asks, seeing Rafe bent over to grab his underwear. Eli can't help but lay a hand on one of Rafe's ass cheeks. "Good to know that ass can get a good pounding." Rafe turns around. "Listen to me, good. This is a one-time thing." "Too bad, I would love to do it again. You can even only fuck me." Eli says. Rafe puts his shirt on and buttons it up. "We will see." Eli smiles and gets dressed again. He helps Rafe clean the office up and then leaves. After Eli left, Rafe sits down. "What have I done?!" He suddenly realizes. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 16 Jul 2023 21:11:58 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Over The Moment Of Grief
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Rafe Hernandez (Galen
Gering) and Eli Grant (Lamon Archey).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
*********************************
Rafe Hernandez is in his office. He's still reeling over the fact that his
friend Abe Carver might be dead.
Suddenly, there is a knock on the door, but Rafe is so taken up by his
thoughts that he doesn't hear the knocking. The door opens and Eli Grant,
Rafe's colleague and friend, appears. He's also shaken by the thought of
Abe's possible death. It took quite a while for Rafe to notice Eli. Out of
respect and sorrow, Rafe stands up and hugs Eli. Eli returned the hug with
a tight squeeze.
"I can't believe this is really happening." Eli says.
"Me neither." Rafe responds back.
Both men sit down while they sob about their friend Abe, who might be dead.
"How am I going to tell Lani this?" Eli wonders with the same sorrowful
sound.
Rafe lays a hand on Eli's shoulder. "You can do this my friend."
Eli looks up and stares in Rafe's eyes. Both suddenly lock lips by all
these emotions they feel.
Rafe stops the kiss and looks at Eli. "What are you doing?"
"I'm sorry." Eli says while looking away from being embarrassed about what
he just did.
Rafe puts his hand out to softly grab Eli's chin to make him face
him. "It's okay, buddy."
Eli sees Rafe's sweet smile. "What's going on with me?" He says and stands
up.
Rafe stands up as well and gets behind Eli. He grabs Eli's shoulder to turn
him around and suddenly plants a kiss on the hot black stud.
Now, both men forget everything around them and lose themselves in their
kissing. Rafe and Eli keep on kissing while their hands reach the buttons
of their shirts. Eli loses his control and suddenly rips open Rafe's shirt,
making the buttons fly in the air and land on the ground.
"Wow, Eli!" Rafe says, shocked standing with his mouth open.
Eli grabs Rafe in his arms and kisses him again while rubbing his hands
over Rafe's chest, rubbing them to Rafe's shoulders to pull the shirt off
of Rafe's shoulders.
Rafe is more tender and unbuttons Eli's shirt button by button till it
hangs open.
Eli removes his shirt, revealing his masculine physique at Rafe.
Rafe is impressed by Eli's body.
Eli feels Rafe's body up. "Make me feel good, daddy!"
"Daddy? Really?" Rafe let out a short laugh as he asked.
"Oh yeah, you're a daddy alright." Eli says, looking at Rafe's body and
feeling it up.
Rafe gives in to Eli's words, letting his friend call him daddy if he
likes. Both men get lost in their kissing and feel each other's bodies up.
Suddenly, Rafe stops and breaks it off. Eli thinks he did something wrong
and freezes.
"Did I do something wrong?"
Rafe walks to the door and locks it. "Better be safe so that no one will
disturb us." Rafe says and winks at Eli.
Eli smiles from ear to ear.
Rafe walks back over to Eli and they kiss again. Both grind slowly as their
crotches rub on each other while they kiss. The zipper of the pants is
heard to go down. Pants drop to their ankles and they step out of
them. When stepping out of their pants, they stand in only their tight
underwear.
Both don't think anymore and just go by the sexual feeling that motivates
them in this whole situation. Eli places Rafe to sit on the desk and kisses
Rafe's neck. He kisses his way down over Rafe's body till he's dropped to
his knees. Rafe feels a bit frozen and excited for what's to come. Eli
pulls Rafe's underwear down and Rafe's hard dick jumps up.
"Damn, that's a big gun." Eli teasingly says while looking up at Rafe.
Rafe feels proud. Eli inhales a deep breath and then in one quick move he
takes that whole dick to start sucking on. Rafe is impressed and moans at
the sucking that happens at his dick. Eli continues sucking Rafe's dick and
Rafe hangs his head back. He holds himself to the desk while Eli makes him
feel good.
To avoid cumming too early, Rafe suddenly pushes Eli off. "Now let me!"
Eli smiles at the thought of his friend and boss, the Salem police
commissioner, sucking his dick. The excitement makes Eli's dick twitch
uncontrollably. Rafe and Eli stand face to face. They share a kiss and then
Rafe drops to his knees. Eli looks down and sees Rafe infront of him. He
can't believe this is really going to happen. Rafe pulls Eli's underwear
down and gets slapped on his chin by that big black python.
"Wow" Rafe says, surprised by the size and to the shock of being slapped at
his chin.
Eli's dick twitches. Rafe grabs that dick in his hand and gives it a few
strokes, feeling Eli's dick pulsing in his hand.
"So this is what it feels to someone who wants to be sucked badly!" Rafe
says looking up at Eli.
Eli connects his eyes with Rafe's and smiles. Rafe smiles back and then
starts to slowly suck at that big black cock. Eli's secret dirty dream
comes through. He feels himself not being gay, but if there would be a man
he would want to do it with it is Rafe. Now that is happening, it excites
him so much. For not being gay, Rafe knows his ways to pleasure Eli by
sucking and licking that shaft. Eli hangs his head back and enjoys the
fantastic blowjob he's getting.
`Man, he's good. Must be those Latin roots that make Rafe so good' Eli
thinks to himself.
Eli gets rock hard and, if he doesn't make Rafe stop now, he can't stop
himself from cumming. What he wants is a good fuck so he pushes Rafe
off. Rafe wonders what's going on and gives a confused look at Eli.
"Now I want to suck yours." Eli says.
Rafe smiles and stands up.
Eli pushes Rafe down on his office chair and gets on his knees between
Rafe's legs.
Sensually, Eli rubs Rafe's hairy thighs and moves his head closer to that
big Latin dick or Rafe's. He opens wide and starts sucking on Rafe's dick.
Rafe holds tight to the arm rests of his chair, taking the sensual but
slightly rough sucking.
`Wow Eli is really good at this. I hope he enjoyed mine or this wasn't fair
game.' Rafe thinks to himself.
Rafe leans further back on his chair while Eli keeps sucking him. Eli keeps
sucking and licking at that Latin cock. Rafe gets taken by surprise by some
deepthroats that Eli gives to him. Loud moans escape Rafe's mouth. Eli
stops and starts stroking Rafe's dick. Rafe looks at Eli while Eli has his
hand around his dick, stroking it, having his friend and boss excited. Eli
leans forward and kisses Rafe.
Both men are really horny now and both now want to explore more. Eli breaks
off the kiss. "I want you to fuck me." He reveals.
Rafe smiles and is ready for that. To Eli's surprise, Rafe reaches into a
drawer of his desk and pulls out a wrapped condom. Eli smiles and grabs the
condom to unwrap it. He starts to pull it over Rafe's dick.
When Rafe's dick is wrapped, the man stands up and Eli bends over Rafe's
desk. Rafe spreads Eli's ass cheeks and looks at that pink hole, almost
winking at him to be taken.
Eli hangs over the table and suddenly feels Rafe spit at his hole, causing
him shivers on his back for a moment.
Rafe spits several times to make Eli's hole wet enough. Then he presents
his dick at Eli's hole.
Eli braces himself by grabbing the end of the desk and feels Rafe's big
dick entering inside him. Rafe pushes his dick slowly but steady inside his
friend's ass until he's entirely inside Eli. Eli catches his breath while
Rafe gives his friend a moment to adjust.
"You okay?" Rafe asked.
"Yeah man, this feels different but so good." Eli replies.
Rafe smiles and slowly starts to move back and forth inside Eli. Eli feels
that big dick moving inside him. Each thrust going faster until Rafe finds
a good pace to fuck Eli.
Eli moans, feeling that big dick hitting his inside. The pain felt so
unbearable until pleasure took over and now Eli only wants Rafe to continue
fucking him.
"Don't stop man, this feels so good." Eli says and even grabs hold of his
dick to stroke it.
Rafe feels the tightness of Eli's ass around his dick. It feels so
good. Maybe even better than fucking a woman but that's something Rafe at
the moment doesn't think about. Eli keeps stroking his dick while Rafe
keeps thrusting inside him. Both men moan and enjoy every moment. Rafe's
hips slap hard against Eli's ass echoing around through Rafe's office
room. Eli feels that dick of Rafe hitting the right spots inside him.
"Fuck yeah man!" Eli says while he suddenly shoots his load while stroking.
Rafe feels Eli's ass tightens around his dick. After a few more thrusts,
Rafe's big dick shoots volumes of cum inside Eli's ass.
"FUCK!" Rafe shouts while cumming.
Rafe catches his breath while laying his body on Eli's back. Eli feels
Rafe's dick escaping his ass slowly. He then turns around to face Rafe, who
just got off his back. To Rafe's surprise, Eli is still rock hard.
"Now it's my turn to fuck you!" He surprises Rafe.
Rafe can't believe what's about to happen. Eli bends him over the desk and
gets behind him. "Eli I'm not su-.... FUCK!"
Rafe just got off guard by Eli's quick intrusion by pressing his entire
dick up his boss and friend's ass.
"Fuck yeah what an ass!" Eli says excited.
Rafe can't believe he has Eli's entire big black cock up inside him. Eli
starts to fuck Rafe. Everytime a faster and harder pace till he completely
pounds that ass. Rafe feels Eli's hand on his shoulder, holding him to keep
thrusting inside.
Then, Eli suddenly stops and takes his dick out. Rafe thinks it's over only
to be roughly turned around and pressed on the desk on his back. Eli grabs
hold of Rafe's hairy legs, holding them while he presses his entire dick
back inside.
"FUCK!" Rafe shouts again.
Eli starts to thrust in deep and hard. The desk squeaks and screeches to
all the poundings Rafe gets. Rafe holds on to the desk and notices his dick
standing straight up again.
"Slow down buddy. Fucking hell." Rafe says to the hard poundings he's
getting.
Eli is lost in all the desire he's in to fuck his boss' ass.
Rafe's pecs bounce to the thrusts. He is so horny he takes hold of his dick
with 1 hand while his other hand holds on to the desk above his head. While
Rafe tries to hold on to the pounding, Eli keeps going wild. He feels he
won't last long anymore but just loves how he can finally fuck
Rafe. Finally his wish comes true.
Both their bodies are covered in sweat. Drops of sweat falling from Eli's
body on the ground while he keeps on thrusting. A few more thrusts and he
cums again. Rafe keeps on stroking. He's gotten rock hard again by all
those thrusts of Eli against his prostate. Then after several strokes, he
cums again. Another nice thick load landing on Rafe's abs.
"FUCK man that was intense." Rafe admits.
Eli lets his dick pop out of Rafe's ass and lets go of his boss' legs. He
leans forward "Thank you for this great fuck." And then kisses Rafe on his
mouth.
Rafe wraps his arms around Eli and they passionately kiss. When the men
break the kiss off they realize what a mess they made of the office. "We
really went wild." Eli jokes.
"Yeah you on my ass." Rafe replies.
"Would do it again if I get the chance." Eli says.
Rafe looks surprised at Eli. "To be clear this is not something I
do. Better yet this was the first time."
"So I just burst your cherry?" Eli asks.
Rafe looks at Eli and blushes. He's quiet and stands up to grab his
clothes.
"I did, didn't I?" Eli asks, seeing Rafe bent over to grab his underwear.
Eli can't help but lay a hand on one of Rafe's ass cheeks. "Good to know
that ass can get a good pounding."
Rafe turns around. "Listen to me, good. This is a one-time thing."
"Too bad, I would love to do it again. You can even only fuck me." Eli
says.
Rafe puts his shirt on and buttons it up. "We will see." Eli smiles and
gets dressed again.
He helps Rafe clean the office up and then leaves. After Eli left, Rafe
sits down. "What have I done?!" He suddenly realizes.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/barca-buddies | Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2023 08:00:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Barca Buddies Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Football World 8: Barca Buddies Frenkie de Jong could hear the scratching at the door and hopped up to open it. Pulling the door open his little teammate Pablo Gavira beamed back at him. "Hey Gavi." Frenkie whispered, glancing up and down the hallway before closing the door behind them. "Sup baby." Gavi swooned happily as he moved towards the Dutchman and cuddled the sexy blonde. The little Spaniard led them towards the bed then threw himself onto the mattress laying on his back and spreading his muscular legs. Watching Frenkie approach him, Gavi beamed excitedly until the Dutchman went to mount the bed. "Uh-uh. Clothes off first." Gavi instructed. The adorable blonde looked at Gavi like a child who had just been told off by their parents. "Don't give me that look." Gavi winked playfully, bringing a grin from his handsome teammate. "Slowly." Gavi reminded Frenkie as the blonde reached for the collar of his t-shirt. Moving in slow motion, Frenkie took hold of his collar and began to pull his shirt up over his head. Gavi watched hungrily as Frenkie's pale, toned body began to appear. Staring with an enticing light brown trail leading from his hidden crotch up to his belly button. The Dutchman's solid abs appeared in pairs, the blonde's sixpack was a sight to behold. Gavi could feel his crotch growing excitedly admiring Frenkie's enticing, pale skin. Frenkie's shirt moved up beyond his pecs, revealing their lean, meaty goodness. Gavi's eyes studied the colour of Frenkie's creamy skin and the tight pink nipples that decorated them. The 25-year-old's arms looked stunning as they slipped out of his sleeves, Frenkie's biceps were thick and bulging, leading into a neat bushy nest of brown hairs hiding his armpits. Pushing his joggers down a touch, Frenkie revealed the top of a pair of black boxers. Slowly, the Dutchman pushed his joggers down fully exposing his boxers followed by the thick, fluffy tree trunks he had for legs. Frenkie pulled the jeans down to his ankles then raising each foot into the air, he peeled off his joggers. "Keep those on." Gavi called, referring to the blonde's black trainer socks and beckoned him onto the bed. Frenkie climbed onto the bed and began to crawl towards the Spaniard. "No, stand up." Gavi instructed. The Dutchman did exactly that, stopping by the teenager's feet only for Gavi to pull him forward, his feet either side of Gavi's slender body. Looking up into Frenkie's blue eyes, Gavi smiled, placing his hands as high up the blonde's body as he could reach then slowly dragging them down. The teenager felt the contours of Frenkie's muscular abs as he descended and then coming to a stop at the blonde's boxers, one hand pushed Frenkie's arse forward while the other gripped his fluffy thigh. Gavi's lips landed against the Dutchman's bulging boxers and through the soft fabric, Gavi traced his lips along Frenkie's hardening cock. The Dutchman grinned, the teenager loved to be in control and the purring sounds from the furry Dutchman told him he was in full control. Frenkie's hips pushed forward into Gavi's cute face, forcing his throbbing cock into the Spaniard's firm lips and allowing Gavi's lips to increase his stimulation of the blonde's cock. Opening his throat, the teenager allowed Frenkie's nice 7.5-inch cock to slip easily to the back of his mouth, pressing those golden pubes up into his face. The Dutchman continued to pur, feeling Gavi's warm mouth enclose his head. In complete control, Frenkie used his powerful thighs to rock his crotch into the Spaniard's face, pleasuring the pair of them with every swing. Pulling hard with his pink lips, the teenager rolled them along Frenkie's hard meat, teasing angry pulses of excitement from the Dutchman's hard meat. Coupling Frenkie's rocking and Gavi's sliding lips, the pair of them were fully committed to maximising the pleasure of their evening hookup. Frenkie smiled as he watched the teenager taking his cock so easily. The Dutchman felt Gavi's tongue adding extra pressure to the underside of his shaft as he sucked, something the Dutchman's girlfriend had never quite mastered. Scraping along the roof of Gavi's mouth, Frenkie's head thickened, enjoying that wonderful feeling of orally administered gratification. The Spaniard's smooth, young features made him look so innocent and adorable, something which they both knew would be about to change within the next few minutes. Aiming his cock into Gavi's cheek, Frenkie pushed through the thin walls of the teenager's mouth taking away Gavi's innocence with every cheeky jab. Glancing up at Frenkie's slender body as he sucked, Gavi appreciated the fluffy blonde Dutchman. Whilst Frenkie's legs were thick trunks surrounded by golden forests of curly hair, his torso remained remarkably smooth except for his treasure trail and a nice patch of hairs growing between his pecs. The Iberian stroked Frenkie's sides as the Dutchman jabbed his throat, looking up at him as he fed Gavi his moreish cock. Frenkie reached behind him, fumbling under the waistband of Gavi's joggers and took hold of his teammate's hard, uncut cock. The Dutchman showcased his talents, jabbing Gavi in the face while firmly stroking his hard cock. Using the feel of his fingers alone, Frenkie glided his fist along the 8 inches of throbbing meat, studying every inch of the pole that would soon be prising open his furry blonde hole. Arching his back slightly so that he could get a really good grip Frenkie had placed himself at the perfect angle to stroke and thrust simultaneously, expertly pleasuring them both. As the Dutchman continued to stroke, he could feel a tear of happiness drop from Gavi's helmet and he felt his hole flex with excitement. Pulling Gavi's joggers down, Frenkie gave himself full access to the Spaniard's cock which the teenager assisted by using a hand to tug them down the rest of the way. Then kicking his boxers and joggers off Gavi was nearly ready but keeping on his own white trainer socks, he was nearly ready to go. The Dutchman leaned back a little further, annexing his cock from between Gavi's lips and in the same motion, using his thick, fluffy thighs, Frenkie powered his hole onto the Spaniard's uncut tip. Gavi was feeling in no way argumentative and watching the blonde boy lower himself onto his head, the youngster smiled happily. There was just time for Gavi to whip off his shirt, raising his hands above his head and tugging the Barcelona branded t-shirt free and throwing it aside to reveal his smooth, olive torso complete with a delightful washboard stomach, light treasure trail of dark brown hairs and deep brown pecs upon his impressively toned pecs. Frenkie's blue eyes looked deep and into Gavi's brown eyes allowing the top to witness the moment Frenkie's ring loosened enough to grant him entry. Allowing gravity to do the rest, Frenkie lowered his weight onto the teenager's bare wand and breaching his ring the two gradually became attached. The Dutchman closed his eyes and focused on managing the feeling of pain which had begun to surge through his athletic body. Gavi watched Frenkie's beautiful blue eyes disappear behind their lids and his lip began to quiver as the bottom sank down his 8-inch boner. The Spaniard held his cock at the base and allowed Frenkie to do the rest. Gavi's eyes then moved from Frenkie's handsome face back down to the Dutchman's hole. "Dios Mio, that's hot." He murmured watching the pale skin and light brown hairs of Frenkie's hole, swallowing his hard, olive dick. Although the pain was excruciating there was nowhere else in the world Frenkie would rather be than where he was right there and then. Gavi's raw cock was perfect in length and thickness, stretching his pink hole nice and wide to allow the rest of his shaft to follow it in. The Dutchman's fluffy blonde thighs worked his hole up and down along the Spaniard's shaft, inching further and further south with every descent. Frenkie emitted soft groans as his hole slid up and down the top's painful pole, allowing the pleasure generated from the friction to soothe his pain. "You're so fucking sexy." Gavi sighed, studying Frenkie's toned body tensing as it coped with the intrusion of his long, throbbing cock. "Haha, thank you." Frenkie chuckled, allowing the teenager's kind words to break his concentration. The top's next distraction technique was to rest his hand on Frenkie's thick thigh as it worked to pleasure them both. Gavi could feel the muscle tensing hard, while the bottom used his glutes to slide his hole along the Spaniard's sensitive shaft, increasing the length of each stroke with every turn. "Fuck yeah baby." Gavi sighed as Frenkie's pale arse sat in his lap, the Dutch bottom impaled on 8 inches of the sexiest chorizo he had ever ridden. "Can I just take a minute?" Frenkie asked, breathing nice and deep to soothe but also appreciate the burning sensation around his hole. "Of course baby boy, we've got all night." Gavi beamed. They didn't, they had 30 minutes before the coaches would be patrolling the hallways to check everyone was accounted for and then lights out. Frenkie knew this too and after a brief pause, he started to move again. "It feels soooo good " Frenkie groaned as he focused on length. The bottom's tight cunt ran a full 6 inches up Gavi's bare shaft before allowing gravity to take him back down into the teenager's neat crotch. Although Frenkie was doing an excellent job of pleasuring his teammate's hard cock, Gavi needed to have a little more control than the current situation gave him. The teenager placed his hands on Frenkie's shoulders and as the Dutchman fell into Gavi's crotch the Spaniard drove his cock up into the blonde bottom. "Ah!" Frenkie popped before clapping a hand over his mouth. Now that he was no longer in control the pain levels rapidly increased as Gavi jabbed his hungry cock deep up inside the falling Dutchman who could only take it like the cock hungry lad he really was. If Frenkie was hurting, he wasn't doing a good job of showing it. Yes, at first, he'd covered his mouth to stifle a surprised yelp and kept his hand there for reassurance but in truth, the way he rode Gavi's cock suggested he was gaining nothing but pleasure from the situation. Another clear giveaway that Frenkie was thoroughly enjoying himself came from the midfielder's 7.5-inch cock which stood rock hard bending only from the change of direction each time he thudded against Gavi's muscular, olive thighs. Gavi beamed whilst he enjoyed the feel of Frenkie's body as the tight blonde slid along his hard pole. The Dutchman's pink ring sucked on Ferran's meat, pulling the Spaniard's foreskin with him as he moved. Holding his hands on Frenkie's sides, the attacker guided the bottom while Frenkie managed his speed. The pair shared a warm smile as Frenkie bounced, ensuring that each time he fell south the Dutchman sat all the way down into Gavi's horny lap, impaling every inch of Iberian chorizo deep inside him. Knowing that he needed to cum soon, the teenager wanted to take full control of the situation and give himself the best orgasm possible. Pressing his hands against Frenkie's smooth, pale chest, Gavi stopped the bottom and pushed him on his back with his legs spread nice and wide for him. The Dutchman looked so good on his back with his legs apart, the muscular trunks covered in their fluffy blonde hairs were perfect for Gavi to use as leverage which he did with enthusiasm. The young Iberian looked up Frenkie's pale, griddled abs, beyond the soft light brown of his pecs and past his smooth neck he landed on Frenkie's handsome face with those beautiful blue eyes bulged as his crotch began to sway. The view for the bottom was the complete opposite but just as good. Gavi's smooth young Iberian features were sensationally cute, the Dutchman had to wonder would he stay so smooth or would he become typically Mediterranean, either way it wouldn't matter, Gavi was stunning. The teenager's skinny frame looked so impish and horny as he began to pound at Frenkie's insides. The bottom could feel that beautiful, bare, uncut Spanish sausage filling his insides, jabbing faster and deeper as the skinny youngster looked to fully enjoy the warmth of Frenkie's perfect body. Frenkie threw an arm around the back of Gavi's neck and pulled the sexy young top in for a kiss. "I'm going to cum soon." Gavi whispered before their lips touched. The Dutchman nodded and taking hold of his own hard cock he began to jerk as their lips clasped themselves together. With all the energy he had in his young hips, Gavi began to jackhammer hard into Frenkie's addictive arse, slapping his crotch into the Dutchman's peachy, pale buttocks. The tightness around Gavi's cock felt sensational, sucking him back in for more every time he pulled his slim hips back and punched his cock in again. The teenager looked down into Frenkie's dazzling eyes as they kissed and felt his head swell with desire at the Dutchman's beauty. Frenkie's chute held Gavi's cock as the bare meat travelled along his warm insides, willingly taking each shot. Tensing his slim but powerful, thighs, the little Spaniard rammed his crotch into Frankie's body, squelching against the Dutchman's pale sweaty skin. The harder the teenager hammered the more it felt like a race between the two young studs. "Yeah." Frenkie agreed, freeing himself from his teammate's lips to tell of his delight by the feeling of Gavi's perfect cock curving up into his rectum and drumming hard against his sphincter. Gavi's bare head drew itself along the membrane of Frenkie's sensitive hole, triggering pulses of excitement and arousal from the beautiful dutchman. The cheeky twink even managed to sway a little to the left, then a little to the right as he jabbed, pleasuring the sides of his shaft in particular. Frenkie jerked himself as fast as his fist could manage, he could feel his nuts beginning to tingle and it was the final approach he truly loved. The Dutchman moved his hand around onto Gavi's front and taking hold of the teenager's skinny pec he squeezed firmly but groaned gently. More stabs of the Iberian twink's hard cock into his blonde belly made the Dutchman's pink head swell. "Yeah, right there, right there." Frenkie breathed. "I'm cumming." Gavi huffed. "Me too." Frenkie beamed. The veins in Gavi's neck doubled in size becoming remarkably clear and with the drop of his jaw and a silent wail of arousal, the Spanish teenager felt his cock erupt. Frenkie could feel the teenager's cock thicken, shooting a rope of hot young cream into his blonde belly and the Dutchman felt his nuts do the same. Fighting the urge to close his eyes, Frenkie stared up at the teenager long and hard while holding down his foreskin. Frenkie wanted to see the determination in Gavi's facial expression as the youngster pumped his hips into Frenkie's body, filling the bottom with jets of warm cum. Both football studs were in the middle of their orgasm, the eye proving inescapably arousing as they struggled to keep the volume of their grunting down. The insanity in their eyes told each other how deeply involved in their orgasm they had both become. Frenkie's pupils had contracted to the smallest black dots, overcome by the beauty of his irises which juddered as another heavy dollop of his cum splattered across his belly. To keep his pupils tight and enraged, another warm rope of Gavi's seed coated the inside of Frenkie's hole engulfing his entire body in another wave of pure delight. The Iberian's brown eyes were similarly big and beautiful, beaming wide as the top's lower half raged with passion, firing more hot cum into the Dutchman's hungry belly. Slowing down gradually, Gavi allowed himself to be dragged into the sexual passion of their combined orgasm. The young Spaniard felt himself being drawn back to Frenkie's lips, applying a firm kiss with added tongue as his nuts blasted more hot milk up into the Dutchman's blonde belly. Frenkie's counter was to fire another long rope of his seed out on top of the mess pooling across his belly. That was the final shot of Frenkie's load but the pleasure wasn't over for him. Pulling Gavi down towards his body, the Dutchman matched the closeness of their lips by pulling the teenager onto his cum soaked chest. The young Spaniard moaned and groaned as his cock throbbed inside Frenkie's hole, filling the cute blonde with further shots of his young seed which intensified at the arousal of his sticky chest. Drained of his energy and now drained of his semen, Gavi eased himself back and forth with a couple of tentative movements. The young studs continued to kiss, enjoying the warmth and their tight connection for a little longer. Finally, pushing himself backwards very slowly, Gavi withdrew his hard cock from Frenkie's belly. The pair were breathing heavily as the top's head approached Frenkie's ring, first Gavi paused and then with the utmost care, the teenager pulled his still swollen head beyond Frenkie's ring. "Ahh, yeah boi." Frenkie grinned as his hole slammed shut but they remained chest to chest, sucking in whatever they could in order to recover. 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Date: Mon, 21 Aug 2023 08:00:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Barca Buddies
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Football World 8: Barca Buddies
Frenkie de Jong could hear the scratching at the door and hopped up to open
it. Pulling the door open his little teammate Pablo Gavira beamed back at
him. "Hey Gavi." Frenkie whispered, glancing up and down the hallway before
closing the door behind them. "Sup baby." Gavi swooned happily as he moved
towards the Dutchman and cuddled the sexy blonde.
The little Spaniard led them towards the bed then threw himself onto the
mattress laying on his back and spreading his muscular legs. Watching
Frenkie approach him, Gavi beamed excitedly until the Dutchman went to
mount the bed. "Uh-uh. Clothes off first." Gavi instructed. The adorable
blonde looked at Gavi like a child who had just been told off by their
parents. "Don't give me that look." Gavi winked playfully, bringing a grin
from his handsome teammate.
"Slowly." Gavi reminded Frenkie as the blonde reached for the collar of his
t-shirt. Moving in slow motion, Frenkie took hold of his collar and began
to pull his shirt up over his head. Gavi watched hungrily as Frenkie's
pale, toned body began to appear. Staring with an enticing light brown
trail leading from his hidden crotch up to his belly button. The Dutchman's
solid abs appeared in pairs, the blonde's sixpack was a sight to behold.
Gavi could feel his crotch growing excitedly admiring Frenkie's enticing,
pale skin. Frenkie's shirt moved up beyond his pecs, revealing their lean,
meaty goodness. Gavi's eyes studied the colour of Frenkie's creamy skin and
the tight pink nipples that decorated them. The 25-year-old's arms looked
stunning as they slipped out of his sleeves, Frenkie's biceps were thick
and bulging, leading into a neat bushy nest of brown hairs hiding his
armpits.
Pushing his joggers down a touch, Frenkie revealed the top of a pair of
black boxers. Slowly, the Dutchman pushed his joggers down fully exposing
his boxers followed by the thick, fluffy tree trunks he had for legs.
Frenkie pulled the jeans down to his ankles then raising each foot into the
air, he peeled off his joggers. "Keep those on." Gavi called, referring to
the blonde's black trainer socks and beckoned him onto the bed.
Frenkie climbed onto the bed and began to crawl towards the Spaniard. "No,
stand up." Gavi instructed. The Dutchman did exactly that, stopping by the
teenager's feet only for Gavi to pull him forward, his feet either side of
Gavi's slender body. Looking up into Frenkie's blue eyes, Gavi smiled,
placing his hands as high up the blonde's body as he could reach then
slowly dragging them down. The teenager felt the contours of Frenkie's
muscular abs as he descended and then coming to a stop at the blonde's
boxers, one hand pushed Frenkie's arse forward while the other gripped his
fluffy thigh.
Gavi's lips landed against the Dutchman's bulging boxers and through the
soft fabric, Gavi traced his lips along Frenkie's hardening cock. The
Dutchman grinned, the teenager loved to be in control and the purring
sounds from the furry Dutchman told him he was in full control. Frenkie's
hips pushed forward into Gavi's cute face, forcing his throbbing cock into
the Spaniard's firm lips and allowing Gavi's lips to increase his
stimulation of the blonde's cock. Opening his throat, the teenager allowed
Frenkie's nice 7.5-inch cock to slip easily to the back of his mouth,
pressing those golden pubes up into his face. The Dutchman continued to
pur, feeling Gavi's warm mouth enclose his head. In complete control,
Frenkie used his powerful thighs to rock his crotch into the Spaniard's
face, pleasuring the pair of them with every swing. Pulling hard with his
pink lips, the teenager rolled them along Frenkie's hard meat, teasing
angry pulses of excitement from the Dutchman's hard meat. Coupling
Frenkie's rocking and Gavi's sliding lips, the pair of them were fully
committed to maximising the pleasure of their evening hookup.
Frenkie smiled as he watched the teenager taking his cock so easily. The
Dutchman felt Gavi's tongue adding extra pressure to the underside of his
shaft as he sucked, something the Dutchman's girlfriend had never quite
mastered. Scraping along the roof of Gavi's mouth, Frenkie's head
thickened, enjoying that wonderful feeling of orally administered
gratification. The Spaniard's smooth, young features made him look so
innocent and adorable, something which they both knew would be about to
change within the next few minutes. Aiming his cock into Gavi's cheek,
Frenkie pushed through the thin walls of the teenager's mouth taking away
Gavi's innocence with every cheeky jab.
Glancing up at Frenkie's slender body as he sucked, Gavi appreciated the
fluffy blonde Dutchman. Whilst Frenkie's legs were thick trunks surrounded
by golden forests of curly hair, his torso remained remarkably smooth
except for his treasure trail and a nice patch of hairs growing between his
pecs. The Iberian stroked Frenkie's sides as the Dutchman jabbed his
throat, looking up at him as he fed Gavi his moreish cock. Frenkie reached
behind him, fumbling under the waistband of Gavi's joggers and took hold of
his teammate's hard, uncut cock. The Dutchman showcased his talents,
jabbing Gavi in the face while firmly stroking his hard cock. Using the
feel of his fingers alone, Frenkie glided his fist along the 8 inches of
throbbing meat, studying every inch of the pole that would soon be prising
open his furry blonde hole. Arching his back slightly so that he could get
a really good grip Frenkie had placed himself at the perfect angle to
stroke and thrust simultaneously, expertly pleasuring them both. As the
Dutchman continued to stroke, he could feel a tear of happiness drop from
Gavi's helmet and he felt his hole flex with excitement.
Pulling Gavi's joggers down, Frenkie gave himself full access to the
Spaniard's cock which the teenager assisted by using a hand to tug them
down the rest of the way. Then kicking his boxers and joggers off Gavi was
nearly ready but keeping on his own white trainer socks, he was nearly
ready to go. The Dutchman leaned back a little further, annexing his cock
from between Gavi's lips and in the same motion, using his thick, fluffy
thighs, Frenkie powered his hole onto the Spaniard's uncut tip. Gavi was
feeling in no way argumentative and watching the blonde boy lower himself
onto his head, the youngster smiled happily. There was just time for Gavi
to whip off his shirt, raising his hands above his head and tugging the
Barcelona branded t-shirt free and throwing it aside to reveal his smooth,
olive torso complete with a delightful washboard stomach, light treasure
trail of dark brown hairs and deep brown pecs upon his impressively toned
pecs.
Frenkie's blue eyes looked deep and into Gavi's brown eyes allowing the top
to witness the moment Frenkie's ring loosened enough to grant him
entry. Allowing gravity to do the rest, Frenkie lowered his weight onto the
teenager's bare wand and breaching his ring the two gradually became
attached. The Dutchman closed his eyes and focused on managing the feeling
of pain which had begun to surge through his athletic body. Gavi watched
Frenkie's beautiful blue eyes disappear behind their lids and his lip began
to quiver as the bottom sank down his 8-inch boner. The Spaniard held his
cock at the base and allowed Frenkie to do the rest. Gavi's eyes then moved
from Frenkie's handsome face back down to the Dutchman's hole. "Dios Mio,
that's hot." He murmured watching the pale skin and light brown hairs of
Frenkie's hole, swallowing his hard, olive dick.
Although the pain was excruciating there was nowhere else in the world
Frenkie would rather be than where he was right there and then. Gavi's raw
cock was perfect in length and thickness, stretching his pink hole nice and
wide to allow the rest of his shaft to follow it in. The Dutchman's fluffy
blonde thighs worked his hole up and down along the Spaniard's shaft,
inching further and further south with every descent. Frenkie emitted soft
groans as his hole slid up and down the top's painful pole, allowing the
pleasure generated from the friction to soothe his pain.
"You're so fucking sexy." Gavi sighed, studying Frenkie's toned body
tensing as it coped with the intrusion of his long, throbbing cock. "Haha,
thank you." Frenkie chuckled, allowing the teenager's kind words to break
his concentration. The top's next distraction technique was to rest his
hand on Frenkie's thick thigh as it worked to pleasure them both. Gavi
could feel the muscle tensing hard, while the bottom used his glutes to
slide his hole along the Spaniard's sensitive shaft, increasing the length
of each stroke with every turn. "Fuck yeah baby." Gavi sighed as Frenkie's
pale arse sat in his lap, the Dutch bottom impaled on 8 inches of the
sexiest chorizo he had ever ridden.
"Can I just take a minute?" Frenkie asked, breathing nice and deep to
soothe but also appreciate the burning sensation around his hole. "Of
course baby boy, we've got all night." Gavi beamed. They didn't, they had
30 minutes before the coaches would be patrolling the hallways to check
everyone was accounted for and then lights out. Frenkie knew this too and
after a brief pause, he started to move again. "It feels soooo good "
Frenkie groaned as he focused on length. The bottom's tight cunt ran a full
6 inches up Gavi's bare shaft before allowing gravity to take him back down
into the teenager's neat crotch.
Although Frenkie was doing an excellent job of pleasuring his teammate's
hard cock, Gavi needed to have a little more control than the current
situation gave him. The teenager placed his hands on Frenkie's shoulders
and as the Dutchman fell into Gavi's crotch the Spaniard drove his cock up
into the blonde bottom. "Ah!" Frenkie popped before clapping a hand over
his mouth. Now that he was no longer in control the pain levels rapidly
increased as Gavi jabbed his hungry cock deep up inside the falling
Dutchman who could only take it like the cock hungry lad he really was.
If Frenkie was hurting, he wasn't doing a good job of showing it. Yes, at
first, he'd covered his mouth to stifle a surprised yelp and kept his hand
there for reassurance but in truth, the way he rode Gavi's cock suggested
he was gaining nothing but pleasure from the situation. Another clear
giveaway that Frenkie was thoroughly enjoying himself came from the
midfielder's 7.5-inch cock which stood rock hard bending only from the
change of direction each time he thudded against Gavi's muscular, olive
thighs.
Gavi beamed whilst he enjoyed the feel of Frenkie's body as the tight
blonde slid along his hard pole. The Dutchman's pink ring sucked on
Ferran's meat, pulling the Spaniard's foreskin with him as he
moved. Holding his hands on Frenkie's sides, the attacker guided the bottom
while Frenkie managed his speed. The pair shared a warm smile as Frenkie
bounced, ensuring that each time he fell south the Dutchman sat all the way
down into Gavi's horny lap, impaling every inch of Iberian chorizo deep
inside him.
Knowing that he needed to cum soon, the teenager wanted to take full
control of the situation and give himself the best orgasm
possible. Pressing his hands against Frenkie's smooth, pale chest, Gavi
stopped the bottom and pushed him on his back with his legs spread nice and
wide for him. The Dutchman looked so good on his back with his legs apart,
the muscular trunks covered in their fluffy blonde hairs were perfect for
Gavi to use as leverage which he did with enthusiasm. The young Iberian
looked up Frenkie's pale, griddled abs, beyond the soft light brown of his
pecs and past his smooth neck he landed on Frenkie's handsome face with
those beautiful blue eyes bulged as his crotch began to sway.
The view for the bottom was the complete opposite but just as good. Gavi's
smooth young Iberian features were sensationally cute, the Dutchman had to
wonder would he stay so smooth or would he become typically Mediterranean,
either way it wouldn't matter, Gavi was stunning. The teenager's skinny
frame looked so impish and horny as he began to pound at Frenkie's
insides. The bottom could feel that beautiful, bare, uncut Spanish sausage
filling his insides, jabbing faster and deeper as the skinny youngster
looked to fully enjoy the warmth of Frenkie's perfect body.
Frenkie threw an arm around the back of Gavi's neck and pulled the sexy
young top in for a kiss. "I'm going to cum soon." Gavi whispered before
their lips touched. The Dutchman nodded and taking hold of his own hard
cock he began to jerk as their lips clasped themselves together. With all
the energy he had in his young hips, Gavi began to jackhammer hard into
Frenkie's addictive arse, slapping his crotch into the Dutchman's peachy,
pale buttocks.
The tightness around Gavi's cock felt sensational, sucking him back in for
more every time he pulled his slim hips back and punched his cock in
again. The teenager looked down into Frenkie's dazzling eyes as they kissed
and felt his head swell with desire at the Dutchman's beauty. Frenkie's
chute held Gavi's cock as the bare meat travelled along his warm insides,
willingly taking each shot. Tensing his slim but powerful, thighs, the
little Spaniard rammed his crotch into Frankie's body, squelching against
the Dutchman's pale sweaty skin.
The harder the teenager hammered the more it felt like a race between the
two young studs. "Yeah." Frenkie agreed, freeing himself from his
teammate's lips to tell of his delight by the feeling of Gavi's perfect
cock curving up into his rectum and drumming hard against his
sphincter. Gavi's bare head drew itself along the membrane of Frenkie's
sensitive hole, triggering pulses of excitement and arousal from the
beautiful dutchman. The cheeky twink even managed to sway a little to the
left, then a little to the right as he jabbed, pleasuring the sides of his
shaft in particular.
Frenkie jerked himself as fast as his fist could manage, he could feel his
nuts beginning to tingle and it was the final approach he truly loved. The
Dutchman moved his hand around onto Gavi's front and taking hold of the
teenager's skinny pec he squeezed firmly but groaned gently. More stabs of
the Iberian twink's hard cock into his blonde belly made the Dutchman's
pink head swell. "Yeah, right there, right there." Frenkie breathed. "I'm
cumming." Gavi huffed. "Me too." Frenkie beamed.
The veins in Gavi's neck doubled in size becoming remarkably clear and with
the drop of his jaw and a silent wail of arousal, the Spanish teenager felt
his cock erupt. Frenkie could feel the teenager's cock thicken, shooting a
rope of hot young cream into his blonde belly and the Dutchman felt his
nuts do the same. Fighting the urge to close his eyes, Frenkie stared up at
the teenager long and hard while holding down his foreskin. Frenkie wanted
to see the determination in Gavi's facial expression as the youngster
pumped his hips into Frenkie's body, filling the bottom with jets of warm
cum.
Both football studs were in the middle of their orgasm, the eye proving
inescapably arousing as they struggled to keep the volume of their grunting
down. The insanity in their eyes told each other how deeply involved in
their orgasm they had both become. Frenkie's pupils had contracted to the
smallest black dots, overcome by the beauty of his irises which juddered as
another heavy dollop of his cum splattered across his belly. To keep his
pupils tight and enraged, another warm rope of Gavi's seed coated the
inside of Frenkie's hole engulfing his entire body in another wave of pure
delight. The Iberian's brown eyes were similarly big and beautiful, beaming
wide as the top's lower half raged with passion, firing more hot cum into
the Dutchman's hungry belly.
Slowing down gradually, Gavi allowed himself to be dragged into the sexual
passion of their combined orgasm. The young Spaniard felt himself being
drawn back to Frenkie's lips, applying a firm kiss with added tongue as his
nuts blasted more hot milk up into the Dutchman's blonde belly. Frenkie's
counter was to fire another long rope of his seed out on top of the mess
pooling across his belly. That was the final shot of Frenkie's load but the
pleasure wasn't over for him. Pulling Gavi down towards his body, the
Dutchman matched the closeness of their lips by pulling the teenager onto
his cum soaked chest. The young Spaniard moaned and groaned as his cock
throbbed inside Frenkie's hole, filling the cute blonde with further shots
of his young seed which intensified at the arousal of his sticky chest.
Drained of his energy and now drained of his semen, Gavi eased himself back
and forth with a couple of tentative movements. The young studs continued
to kiss, enjoying the warmth and their tight connection for a little
longer. Finally, pushing himself backwards very slowly, Gavi withdrew his
hard cock from Frenkie's belly. The pair were breathing heavily as the
top's head approached Frenkie's ring, first Gavi paused and then with the
utmost care, the teenager pulled his still swollen head beyond Frenkie's
ring.
"Ahh, yeah boi." Frenkie grinned as his hole slammed shut but they remained
chest to chest, sucking in whatever they could in order to recover. "You
like?" Gavi grinned. Frenkie didn't even bother with a verbal response,
using his hand to point out the mess he had made across himself. A broad
smirk stretched across the Dutchman's face and leaning forward again he
reinitiated yet another kiss.
The two naked studs were a picture of pure beauty. Gavi's young, Iberian
body adding colour to Frenkie's athletic, pale frame. They kissed for
another minute, Gavi making sure he was fully flaccid then pushing himself
away from the 25-year-old he slipped back into his training gear. "Ok,
night." Gavi whispered, administering another kiss then creeping to the
door he held his ear to listen out, silence. The coast was clear so
carefully the teenager popped open the door, slipped out and then closed it
tiptoeing to his own room.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/private-fun-with-my-brothers-in-law | Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2023 20:31:40 +0000 rom: Sven Benters Subject: Private Fun With My Brothers-In-Law This is a fanfiction story with the characters RJ Forrester (Joshua Hoffman), John Finn Finnigan (Tanner Novlan) and Liam Spencer (Scott Clifton). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL ********************************* RJ Forrester just hits the showers after he worked out on the rooftop of Forrester Creations. He washes his ripped studly body, having no idea that someone is coming in the showers. While RJ soaps himself up, someone is watching how the water highlights his rippled body. The person sneaks on RJ and gets close behind him. RJ gets startled by the person standing behind him. He turns around to see his brother-in-law. Steffy's husband Finn stands in front of him, completely naked and staring at him. "Finn! Wha- what are you doing here?" RJ stutters. Finn is quiet and only stares at RJ. His eyes moved up and down, trailing how the water makes the younger man sexier. RJ notices the look of lust on Finn's face and a little grin. "Finn?" RJ tried to snap Finn back to reality. Finn reaches his hand out to touch RJ's chest. RJ steps back to stand against the tiled wall. He has no idea what to do. Hurting Finn could damage his relationship with Steffy. He's all frozen while he feels Finn's hand feel his pecs up and tweaks his nipples. "You have a hot muscled body." Finn admitted. His low voice sends chills all over RJ's body. Because of his young age, RJ's hormones gets filled up easily and can't help but feel very horny by Finn's touch and the sight of naked Finn in front of him. It might be his first time with a man, but there's no denying how erotic this situation is. His eyes travel down to check out how big Finn is. His eyes widen when he notices the man is hung. "You like what you see?" Finn asked with a big smile on his face. "I-" RJ stammered as he stared at Finn. He gulps down his own saliva and admits. "Damn, you're huge." "When you get closer it's even bigger." Finn says and takes that cue to push RJ down on his knees. RJ grunts then looks up. He stares at that big dick of Finn. His own dick growing bigger at the sight of that dick, Like the inexperienced guy RJ is, he just awaits what he should do. Finn notices how RJ isn't sure what to do so he grabs his dick in his hand, leading it to RJ's lips. He hits RJ's lips with his dick. "Open up, boy!" Slowly, RJ opens his mouth and Finn slowly moves his dick inside RJ's mouth. He stops when he hears RJ gag. "It's okay, everyone who takes a dick for the first time needs to get used to it." Finn explained. Something about Finn's soothing words relaxes him. He finds it hot how Finn teaches him this way and it's like something instinctively takes over from him and he starts to slobber all over Finn's dick. "Wow, damn you seem to be a real cock lover." Finn said all surprised but nonetheless enjoyed the hot sucking of his wife's younger brother. While the water drops on their masculine bodies, RJ continues sucking Finn's dick. RJ grabs hold of Finn's balls holding them together while sucking that big shaft. Finn leans his head back and enjoys the whole experience. RJ continues to suck Finn's dick and gets better at it. He slobbers away at that dick while he hears Finn moans loudly. The more he hears the moans, the more turned on he is. RJ gives more effort just to hear Finn moaning. "Fuck boy, you're so good at this." Finn admits. RJ stops and claws himself up at Finn's body, kissing his way up over Finn's body. Finn feels his dick in RJ's hand being stroked while the younger stud comes up and they stand face to face with each other. Their hot breaths touching each other's lips. It takes a few moments before Finn and RJ share a passionate kiss. The steamy water and the fiery kiss makes their bodies heat up. RJ suddenly gets pressed against the shower wall by Finn. Finn gotten so horny that he needs to fuck right now. RJ gets lifted up by Finn. With Finn's body build, RJ is surprised that his brother-in-law carried him, who appears to have more muscle mass. He holds himself to Finn's shoulders while his legs get lifted from the floor. He feels that big dick of Finn entering his ass. This is going to be RJ's first time. On one hand, he's scared about getting fucked. On the other, he wants to stop thinking and take in the moment. Finn noticed RJ's tension, so he kisses RJ again. After a while, RJ finally calms down with his inner struggle. Finn takes the opportunity and enters RJ's inside. In on motion, his whole dick slides all the way inside. To muffle RJ's screaming to take dick for the first time, Finn kisses RJ deeper. RJ can't believe he feels Finn's entire dick up inside him. He pushes his kiss deeper in Finn's mouth, forcing his tongue inside Finn. Finn gladly welcomes RJ inside his mouth. As Finn start to fuck RJ, the younger man digs his nails on Finn's back. Finn fucks RJ deep, enjoying the feeling of his entire dick up inside that ass. They don't know why they are so drawn to each other but they are sure that this feels good. Something hits inside RJ and he can't help but moan really loud. The fucking was so good that it made RJ forget that he is in a public area. After a while of being fucked against the wall, Finn feels his arms getting sore. "Let's continue this on the bench." RJ agreed. Both men dried themselves and head over to the bench in the dressing room. Finn sits down and RJ climbs on top of Finn, lowering himself down on Finn's dick. RJ feels that big dick entering back inside him. Now that he knows what to expect, he is better at taking it and when that dick is entirely inside him he starts to move up and down. "That's it, RJ. You're doing really good." Finn moans, enjoying how RJ rides his dick. "Damn, this feels too good that you want me to do it again with you." RJ pushes Finn down on the bench and rubs his hands over the man's body, feeling that ripped body up. Their sexual attraction makes them start to kiss and enjoy every moment of it. RJ feels so good that he starts to pace it up till he really bounces himself on Finn. "Oh fuck me, Finn. Fuck me up so good." RJ said, lost in the sensation. Finn has his arms wrapped around RJ and they start to kiss. The 2 guys have no idea that Liam has been around all that time and watches them secretly from the entrance. Liam got so horny that he walked further into the locker room with his hard dick out of his pants stroking it. It took a while, but Finn spots Liam and smiles. "You want to take a turn on him as well?" He asked. RJ is taken by surprise to who Finn is talking to and turns his head to see Liam stroking his hard dick to their sexual escapade. He stops bouncing, waiting for what will happen. Liam smiles at Finn's suggestion. Finn makes RJ stand up and puts RJ over the bench to bend over, presenting RJ's ass to Liam. Liam, who just finished working out, quickly drops his clothes and spits on his hand to lube his dick up. Finn grins, seeing Liam going towards RJ. Liam gets behind RJ and presses his dick against RJ's rosebutt. "Lucky boy to have both your brothers-in-law to fuck you." Finn teases. RJ suddenly realizes that and something inside him makes him shiver but also enjoy it. "Please, fuck me, Liam. I want a big dick like yours. I promise I'll be a good boy." RJ is surprised that those words came out of his mouth, but his thoughts are on his dick right now. Liam presses his dick up inside RJ and starts to fuck the muscle boy. RJ feels that dick inside him. Not as big as Finn's, but still a good size to make him feel a lot of pleasure. Liam rubs his hands over RJ's masculine back to grab RJ's shoulder to fuck away on that ass. RJ is so horny that he strokes his dick. Liam notices how turned on RJ is. "Is this what you wanted? You Forresters really are bitches." Liam locks eyes with RJ. Both their muscular bodies bouncy at every push. "Yes! Fuck me, Liam! Fuck me like the bitch I am!" Finn strokes his dick to the sight of the hot fucking. Both Liam and RJ moan loudly. Finn wants more as merely masturbating is not enough to satisfy his needs. He looks at Liam's ass and decides to take action and gets behind Liam. Liam is taken off guard by Finn so close behind him. "Wha-what are you doing?" Liam asks with a shaky voice. His body continues to fuck RJ. "I want to keep fucking." Finn said and, without warning, pressed his dick up inside Liam. "OH FUUUUCCKKK!!" Liam screams. RJ hears the screaming and looks over his shoulder to see Liam being taken by Finn. It turns him even more on to know that Liam gets fucked as well. "Finn... Ugh... fuck man!" Liam stutters. He can't believe Finn is doing this to him. "Damn such a sweet ass, just like RJ's." Finn admits. RJ heard that and loves how Finn enjoyed Liam's ass. The moaning of the 3 men echoes through the locker room. Unlike RJ, Liam's ass took longer to adjust. All those sweaty masculine bodies press on one another. The slapping of the hips against those asses and the deep moans of the men makes it a scorching hot moment. Finn starts to fuck Liam harder, making Liam fuck RJ deep. "Oh yes! Deeper! I want both of you to keep fucking me deeper!" RJ keeps on stroking his dick, feeling he's getting close. Finn and Liam are close as well. Liam goes delirious on this amazing newfound feeling. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Don't stop, both of you!" Liam can't hold it any longer and shoots his load deep inside RJ. "I'M CUMMING!!!!" This sets RJ off as well and shoots 6 big spurts of cum that land on the bench he's bent over. Liam hangs over RJ feeling his ass still being fucked by Finn. A few more deep hard thrusts and then Finn shoots his load up inside Liam as well. "YEAH THAT'S IT! FILL ME UP, FINN!" Liam shouted. "FUCK YEAH!" Finn shouts. The 3 guys stand up, looking down at their leaking cocks. "I guess we need another shower." RJ says smiling. Finn smiles back and winks at RJ. The three of them went inside the shower together as they let the steaming water run through their bodies. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2023 20:31:40 +0000
rom: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Private Fun With My Brothers-In-Law
This is a fanfiction story with the characters RJ Forrester (Joshua
Hoffman), John Finn Finnigan (Tanner Novlan) and Liam Spencer (Scott
Clifton).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL
*********************************
RJ Forrester just hits the showers after he worked out on the rooftop of
Forrester Creations.
He washes his ripped studly body, having no idea that someone is coming in
the showers. While RJ soaps himself up, someone is watching how the water
highlights his rippled body. The person sneaks on RJ and gets close behind
him.
RJ gets startled by the person standing behind him. He turns around to see
his brother-in-law. Steffy's husband Finn stands in front of him,
completely naked and staring at him.
"Finn! Wha- what are you doing here?" RJ stutters.
Finn is quiet and only stares at RJ. His eyes moved up and down, trailing
how the water makes the younger man sexier. RJ notices the look of lust on
Finn's face and a little grin.
"Finn?" RJ tried to snap Finn back to reality.
Finn reaches his hand out to touch RJ's chest. RJ steps back to stand
against the tiled wall. He has no idea what to do. Hurting Finn could
damage his relationship with Steffy. He's all frozen while he feels Finn's
hand feel his pecs up and tweaks his nipples.
"You have a hot muscled body." Finn admitted. His low voice sends chills
all over RJ's body.
Because of his young age, RJ's hormones gets filled up easily and can't
help but feel very horny by Finn's touch and the sight of naked Finn in
front of him. It might be his first time with a man, but there's no denying
how erotic this situation is. His eyes travel down to check out how big
Finn is. His eyes widen when he notices the man is hung.
"You like what you see?" Finn asked with a big smile on his face.
"I-" RJ stammered as he stared at Finn. He gulps down his own saliva and
admits. "Damn, you're huge."
"When you get closer it's even bigger." Finn says and takes that cue to
push RJ down on his knees.
RJ grunts then looks up. He stares at that big dick of Finn. His own dick
growing bigger at the sight of that dick, Like the inexperienced guy RJ is,
he just awaits what he should do.
Finn notices how RJ isn't sure what to do so he grabs his dick in his hand,
leading it to RJ's lips. He hits RJ's lips with his dick. "Open up, boy!"
Slowly, RJ opens his mouth and Finn slowly moves his dick inside RJ's
mouth. He stops when he hears RJ gag.
"It's okay, everyone who takes a dick for the first time needs to get used
to it." Finn explained.
Something about Finn's soothing words relaxes him. He finds it hot how Finn
teaches him this way and it's like something instinctively takes over from
him and he starts to slobber all over Finn's dick.
"Wow, damn you seem to be a real cock lover." Finn said all surprised but
nonetheless enjoyed the hot sucking of his wife's younger brother.
While the water drops on their masculine bodies, RJ continues sucking
Finn's dick. RJ grabs hold of Finn's balls holding them together while
sucking that big shaft.
Finn leans his head back and enjoys the whole experience. RJ continues to
suck Finn's dick and gets better at it. He slobbers away at that dick while
he hears Finn moans loudly. The more he hears the moans, the more turned on
he is. RJ gives more effort just to hear Finn moaning.
"Fuck boy, you're so good at this." Finn admits.
RJ stops and claws himself up at Finn's body, kissing his way up over
Finn's body.
Finn feels his dick in RJ's hand being stroked while the younger stud comes
up and they stand face to face with each other. Their hot breaths touching
each other's lips. It takes a few moments before Finn and RJ share a
passionate kiss. The steamy water and the fiery kiss makes their bodies
heat up.
RJ suddenly gets pressed against the shower wall by Finn. Finn gotten so
horny that he needs to fuck right now. RJ gets lifted up by Finn. With
Finn's body build, RJ is surprised that his brother-in-law carried him, who
appears to have more muscle mass. He holds himself to Finn's shoulders
while his legs get lifted from the floor. He feels that big dick of Finn
entering his ass.
This is going to be RJ's first time. On one hand, he's scared about getting
fucked. On the other, he wants to stop thinking and take in the
moment. Finn noticed RJ's tension, so he kisses RJ again. After a while, RJ
finally calms down with his inner struggle. Finn takes the opportunity and
enters RJ's inside. In on motion, his whole dick slides all the way
inside. To muffle RJ's screaming to take dick for the first time, Finn
kisses RJ deeper.
RJ can't believe he feels Finn's entire dick up inside him. He pushes his
kiss deeper in Finn's mouth, forcing his tongue inside Finn. Finn gladly
welcomes RJ inside his mouth. As Finn start to fuck RJ, the younger man
digs his nails on Finn's back. Finn fucks RJ deep, enjoying the feeling of
his entire dick up inside that ass.
They don't know why they are so drawn to each other but they are sure that
this feels good. Something hits inside RJ and he can't help but moan really
loud. The fucking was so good that it made RJ forget that he is in a public
area.
After a while of being fucked against the wall, Finn feels his arms getting
sore. "Let's continue this on the bench." RJ agreed.
Both men dried themselves and head over to the bench in the dressing
room. Finn sits down and RJ climbs on top of Finn, lowering himself down on
Finn's dick.
RJ feels that big dick entering back inside him. Now that he knows what to
expect, he is better at taking it and when that dick is entirely inside him
he starts to move up and down.
"That's it, RJ. You're doing really good." Finn moans, enjoying how RJ
rides his dick. "Damn, this feels too good that you want me to do it again
with you."
RJ pushes Finn down on the bench and rubs his hands over the man's body,
feeling that ripped body up.
Their sexual attraction makes them start to kiss and enjoy every moment of
it. RJ feels so good that he starts to pace it up till he really bounces
himself on Finn.
"Oh fuck me, Finn. Fuck me up so good." RJ said, lost in the
sensation. Finn has his arms wrapped around RJ and they start to kiss.
The 2 guys have no idea that Liam has been around all that time and watches
them secretly from the entrance. Liam got so horny that he walked further
into the locker room with his hard dick out of his pants stroking it.
It took a while, but Finn spots Liam and smiles. "You want to take a turn
on him as well?" He asked.
RJ is taken by surprise to who Finn is talking to and turns his head to see
Liam stroking his hard dick to their sexual escapade. He stops bouncing,
waiting for what will happen. Liam smiles at Finn's suggestion.
Finn makes RJ stand up and puts RJ over the bench to bend over, presenting
RJ's ass to Liam.
Liam, who just finished working out, quickly drops his clothes and spits on
his hand to lube his dick up. Finn grins, seeing Liam going towards
RJ. Liam gets behind RJ and presses his dick against RJ's rosebutt.
"Lucky boy to have both your brothers-in-law to fuck you." Finn teases.
RJ suddenly realizes that and something inside him makes him shiver but
also enjoy it. "Please, fuck me, Liam. I want a big dick like yours. I
promise I'll be a good boy." RJ is surprised that those words came out of
his mouth, but his thoughts are on his dick right now.
Liam presses his dick up inside RJ and starts to fuck the muscle boy. RJ
feels that dick inside him. Not as big as Finn's, but still a good size to
make him feel a lot of pleasure. Liam rubs his hands over RJ's masculine
back to grab RJ's shoulder to fuck away on that ass.
RJ is so horny that he strokes his dick. Liam notices how turned on RJ is.
"Is this what you wanted? You Forresters really are bitches." Liam locks
eyes with RJ. Both their muscular bodies bouncy at every push.
"Yes! Fuck me, Liam! Fuck me like the bitch I am!"
Finn strokes his dick to the sight of the hot fucking. Both Liam and RJ
moan loudly. Finn wants more as merely masturbating is not enough to
satisfy his needs. He looks at Liam's ass and decides to take action and
gets behind Liam.
Liam is taken off guard by Finn so close behind him. "Wha-what are you
doing?" Liam asks with a shaky voice. His body continues to fuck RJ.
"I want to keep fucking." Finn said and, without warning, pressed his dick
up inside Liam.
"OH FUUUUCCKKK!!" Liam screams.
RJ hears the screaming and looks over his shoulder to see Liam being taken
by Finn. It turns him even more on to know that Liam gets fucked as well.
"Finn... Ugh... fuck man!" Liam stutters. He can't believe Finn is doing
this to him.
"Damn such a sweet ass, just like RJ's." Finn admits.
RJ heard that and loves how Finn enjoyed Liam's ass.
The moaning of the 3 men echoes through the locker room. Unlike RJ, Liam's
ass took longer to adjust. All those sweaty masculine bodies press on one
another. The slapping of the hips against those asses and the deep moans of
the men makes it a scorching hot moment.
Finn starts to fuck Liam harder, making Liam fuck RJ deep.
"Oh yes! Deeper! I want both of you to keep fucking me deeper!" RJ keeps on
stroking his dick, feeling he's getting close.
Finn and Liam are close as well. Liam goes delirious on this amazing
newfound feeling. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Don't stop, both of you!"
Liam can't hold it any longer and shoots his load deep inside RJ.
"I'M CUMMING!!!!" This sets RJ off as well and shoots 6 big spurts of cum
that land on the bench he's bent over.
Liam hangs over RJ feeling his ass still being fucked by Finn. A few more
deep hard thrusts and then Finn shoots his load up inside Liam as well.
"YEAH THAT'S IT! FILL ME UP, FINN!" Liam shouted.
"FUCK YEAH!" Finn shouts.
The 3 guys stand up, looking down at their leaking cocks.
"I guess we need another shower." RJ says smiling.
Finn smiles back and winks at RJ. The three of them went inside the shower
together as they let the steaming water run through their bodies.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/business-daddies | Date: Sun, 20 Aug 2023 21:28:27 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Business Daddies This is a fanfiction story with the characters Brady Black (Eric Martsolf) and (Nick Newman (Joshua Morrow). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS ********************************* Brady Black has been hopping from city to city with the private jet having long business meetings until he ends up in Genoa City. It's already late, but the bar of the Athletic Club is still open. Brady decides to sit at the bar and order a drink. When Brady waits for his drink he gets accompanied by a stranger to him but everyone in the city knows who Nick Newman is. The men shake hands and get into a conversation while they get their drinks from the bartender who is about to close. "You know, I have more drinks in my room." Nick invited with a pleasing smile. "If I didn't know better, this could be a great pickup line." Brady jokes while taking a sip of his drink. Nick's charming smile appears on his face. "Man I didn't even realize until you mentioned it." Nick admits. "No worries." Brady replies and takes the last sip of his drink. When both their glasses are empty, Brady takes Nick's invite on to take another drink at Nick's room. Both have some common ground from their business careers. When Brady's drink is finished, he stands up. "I think I will go to my room now." Nick grabs Brady's arm. "If you like, you can also stay the night here?" Brady lifted his eyebrow, looking surprised at Nick's words. There is an awkward silence between the 2 men for almost a minute. "I didn't know you were like that." Brady says. "Like what?" "Gay." Nick starts to laugh. "And I think you wouldn't mind me giving you the night of your life." Nick replies and rubs his crotch. "I think I will pass." Brady says, laughing the whole conversation away to head to the door. Nick stands up and gets quickly in front of Brady. "I mean it. I can give you the best night of your life, giving you the best fuck." "Easy!" Brady reacts. "I told you I'm not into that." Nick grabs suddenly at Brady's crotch. "Are you sure?" Nick questions feeling Brady's dick stirring up at full salute by his touch. Brady freezes. He was caught off guard by Nick's sudden advances towards him. Nick even goes further by locking lips with Brady and starting to kiss him. Brady pushes Nick off. "What the hell, man!" Brady reacted angrily. "Don't pretend you didn't like that. Your cock easily reveals the difference." Nick points out looking at the big bulge Brady has gotten in his pants. Brady looks down at his bulge, he can't believe he's getting hard by this. Must be the booze. Just then, Brady gets taken by surprise when Nick rips Brady's shirt open, revealing Brady's masculine upper body. "Damn Brady! You look mighty fine!" Nick commented, looking at Brady's big masculine chest and hard abs. Brady wants to try to get his shirt close, but Nick suddenly pushes Brady on the bed and gets next to Brady to admire that body. Feeling it up and rubbing Brady's crotch. Brady gets so horny because of it that he can't push Nick off. "Such nice firm muscles." Nick feels Brady's body. Those muscles are getting tense. Brady suddenly feels Nick's hand reaching for his dick when the zipper gets pulled down. "Nick, I'm-..." Brady is lost for words of the horny feeling he's having by feeling his dick being grabbed by Nick. Nick starts to stroke Brady. Making the big muscle hunk full erect for the fun he wants to have with him. When Nick gets Brady hard, he pulls down the hunk's pants and underwear, making Brady's dick jump up from joy by his freedom. Nick smiles while he throws Brady's pants and underwear to the floor. "Damn Brady, what a cock, fitting to such a big hunk!" Nick praises Brady. Brady looks down, seeing Nick getting in front of the bed on his knees, hanging over his dick. He looks how Nick opens his mouth and gets over his dick to see his dick disappearing in that warm mouth of Nick. Nick's sensual lips around his meat makes Brady feel really horny and hard. Warm pleasure runs through Brady's body now and he grabs hold of the sheets while it's happening. Nick bobs up and down on that dick. Brady doesn't understand why he's being excited about this. Nick continues giving pleasure to Brady's dick and balls. Slowly, Nick lifts Brady's legs up and reaches towards Brady's hole and spits at it. "Oh fuck!" Brady says out of shock feeling shivers rub over his spine by getting spit at his hole. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" Brady mumbled. "Has this been your plan all along?" "That's the plan, big guy!" Nick replies and keeps spitting at Brady's hole several times before he rubs his finger at Brady's rosebutt. A weird sensation runs through Brady's body, feeling Nick rubbing his rosebutt. Slowly, Nick pushes his finger inside Brady and the big muscle hunk whines, feeling his virgin ass being taken like that. "FUCKK!!" Brady screams. "What a nice tight hole you got." Nick says while taking his finger out and hangs over Brady. He grabs Brady by his necklace to pull him up and kisses the man. "That hole is mine now." Nick declares before he gets up and strips himself down. Brady looks from the bed at the man that's just declared he's gonna fuck him. His dick is still hard while he stares at Nick getting completely naked. Something inside him makes him let his dick suddenly jump from joy, which Nick notices. Nick grins. "I guess someone is excited to be taken for the first time." Brady is so confused about this. Is he gay? Why is he excited to see this stranger getting naked to fuck him. Nick gets back up on the bed and hangs over Brady to kiss him. Meanwhile, Brady tries to wrap his mind about all that's happening. However, he isn't given time to think quickly. Nick continues exploring Brady's masculine physique by kissing Brady's neck and admiring those big pecs. Brady feels his nipples getting sucked one by one before Nick goes further down to kiss his abs. Sensation and pleasure run through Brady's body. His mind says make it stop, but his body reacts with pleasure and aching for more of this. Nick goes at Brady's dick and strokes it. "A wonderful lovestick, but I'm more interested in that ass of yours." Nick declares before he goes between Brady's legs. "At least for now." Brady looks down while Nick spreads his legs and gets between them. He notices Nick gets a condom in his hands and opens the wrapper with his teeth. Out of shock, Brady looks at Nick putting the condom around that big dick. Nick gets himself in position between Brady's legs and holds them while he starts to push his dick inside that masculine man's virgin ass. Brady growls and grabs hold of the sheets while feeling Nick's big dick entering his ass. Nick's dick goes deep and stretches Brady's sphincter. "FUUUCCKKK!!" Brady screams, feeling Nick's dick lodged entirely inside him. Nick hangs above Brady and pulls him in a kiss while he starts to fuck Brady. Brady suddenly wraps his arms around Nick to hold on. Nick gets Brady more to sit while he goes full on fucking the muscle hunk. Brady feels his prostate being hit and a big orgasmic feeling running through his body. Suddenly, Brady wants more. He has no idea what's gotten into him as he removes his open hanging shirt. "Fuck me man, I want to feel that again." He admits. Nick smiles, he knew Brady would love this. He starts aiming more for Brady's prostate. Brady continues to feel that amazing orgasmic feeling over and over again. "Don't stop, man, give it to me." Brady begged. "Fuck! It feels so damn good!" Nick pushes Brady back down and starts to hover over Brady. "Fuck yeah!" Brady says through the moans his mouth is letting escape. Brady is now so into it he uses all his strength and rolls over with Nick, letting that dick not escape an inch out of his ass and sitting on top of the man and that amazing dick. "Oh damn!" Nick sighed. "I didn't expect you to be so into it. That's it, stud, make us feel good." Brady starts to thrust himself up and down on that dick. He wants Nick's big dick to continue hitting that prostate inside him. Nick's dick rubs against Brady's prostate inside, making Brady give the look over pleasure he's experiencing. Nick sees how much Brady is enjoying it. "Let me really fuck you good and go to that wall." Brady lifts an eyebrow of confusion. Not knowing what Nick meant, he still does what's told. He gets off of Nick and walks to the empty spot at the wall where Nick presses Brady against it. "Now I'm going to fuck you really hard." Brady somehow can't wait for that. Nick pulls Brady in a kiss as if it's a natural thing. When Brady feels Nick trying to get his dick between his legs, Brady knows to hump up and Nick right away pushes his dick inside and starts to fuck Brady up against the wall. "OH YEAH" Nick says excited to have Brady now full slut mode on his dick. Brady has his arms wrapped around Nick. Both muscle men enjoy this fuck and feel they are close to cum. Brady's dick continues rubbing between his and Nick's abs while Brady feels Nick's big dick rubbing against his prostate and it doesn't take long until the big muscle hunk shoots his load between their bodies. "FUCK YEAH!" Brady screams out. "OH GOD, NICK! YOU FEEL AMAZING!" Nick finds Brady calling his name hot. And while Brady tries to catch his breath, Nick uses all his strength to hold Brady up to bring him to the bed. He throws Brady on it and his dick leaves Brady's inside. Nick throws the condom off his dick and starts to stroke it above Brady. Brady looks at Nick, who beats that big dick with his fist. He can't believe that big meaty dick was inside him and he loved it. Nick and Brady don't lose eye contact anymore until Nick shoots his load all on Brady's big brough chest, covering those big pecs with his thick white load. "GAWD YES!" Nick screams "That feels amazing!" Nick collapses next to Brady on the bed. Both men catch their breath and stare at each other. There is a silence for a moment until Nick breaks it off. "Wasn't that just what you needed?" "I guess I did." Brady replies with a smile. Both doze off for the night. The next morning Brady wakes up, naked and notices the dried up cum from Nick on his chest. "Damn I need a shower." He says and looks around to notice Nick isn't there. Brady finds a note on the desk. `Had to leave for work. Take a shower and thank you for the great evening we shared, Nick." Brady lays himself back on the bed and has flashbacks of the fuck with Nick. Something clearly inside him changed and he then notices thinking back at it turned him on. "Damn I need a cold shower." He says to himself. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 20 Aug 2023 21:28:27 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Business Daddies
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Brady Black (Eric Martsolf)
and (Nick Newman (Joshua Morrow).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES CBS YOUNG AND THE RESTLESS
*********************************
Brady Black has been hopping from city to city with the private jet having
long business meetings until he ends up in Genoa City. It's already late,
but the bar of the Athletic Club is still open. Brady decides to sit at the
bar and order a drink. When Brady waits for his drink he gets accompanied
by a stranger to him but everyone in the city knows who Nick Newman is. The
men shake hands and get into a conversation while they get their drinks
from the bartender who is about to close.
"You know, I have more drinks in my room." Nick invited with a pleasing
smile.
"If I didn't know better, this could be a great pickup line." Brady jokes
while taking a sip of his drink.
Nick's charming smile appears on his face. "Man I didn't even realize until
you mentioned it." Nick admits.
"No worries." Brady replies and takes the last sip of his drink.
When both their glasses are empty, Brady takes Nick's invite on to take
another drink at Nick's room. Both have some common ground from their
business careers. When Brady's drink is finished, he stands up. "I think I
will go to my room now."
Nick grabs Brady's arm. "If you like, you can also stay the night here?"
Brady lifted his eyebrow, looking surprised at Nick's words. There is an
awkward silence between the 2 men for almost a minute.
"I didn't know you were like that." Brady says.
"Like what?"
"Gay."
Nick starts to laugh. "And I think you wouldn't mind me giving you the
night of your life." Nick replies and rubs his crotch.
"I think I will pass." Brady says, laughing the whole conversation away to
head to the door.
Nick stands up and gets quickly in front of Brady. "I mean it. I can give
you the best night of your life, giving you the best fuck."
"Easy!" Brady reacts. "I told you I'm not into that."
Nick grabs suddenly at Brady's crotch. "Are you sure?" Nick questions
feeling Brady's dick stirring up at full salute by his touch.
Brady freezes. He was caught off guard by Nick's sudden advances towards
him. Nick even goes further by locking lips with Brady and starting to kiss
him. Brady pushes Nick off.
"What the hell, man!" Brady reacted angrily.
"Don't pretend you didn't like that. Your cock easily reveals the
difference." Nick points out looking at the big bulge Brady has gotten in
his pants.
Brady looks down at his bulge, he can't believe he's getting hard by
this. Must be the booze. Just then, Brady gets taken by surprise when Nick
rips Brady's shirt open, revealing Brady's masculine upper body.
"Damn Brady! You look mighty fine!" Nick commented, looking at Brady's big
masculine chest and hard abs.
Brady wants to try to get his shirt close, but Nick suddenly pushes Brady
on the bed and gets next to Brady to admire that body. Feeling it up and
rubbing Brady's crotch. Brady gets so horny because of it that he can't
push Nick off.
"Such nice firm muscles." Nick feels Brady's body. Those muscles are
getting tense.
Brady suddenly feels Nick's hand reaching for his dick when the zipper gets
pulled down.
"Nick, I'm-..." Brady is lost for words of the horny feeling he's having by
feeling his dick being grabbed by Nick.
Nick starts to stroke Brady. Making the big muscle hunk full erect for the
fun he wants to have with him. When Nick gets Brady hard, he pulls down the
hunk's pants and underwear, making Brady's dick jump up from joy by his
freedom. Nick smiles while he throws Brady's pants and underwear to the
floor.
"Damn Brady, what a cock, fitting to such a big hunk!" Nick praises Brady.
Brady looks down, seeing Nick getting in front of the bed on his knees,
hanging over his dick. He looks how Nick opens his mouth and gets over his
dick to see his dick disappearing in that warm mouth of Nick. Nick's
sensual lips around his meat makes Brady feel really horny and hard. Warm
pleasure runs through Brady's body now and he grabs hold of the sheets
while it's happening. Nick bobs up and down on that dick. Brady doesn't
understand why he's being excited about this. Nick continues giving
pleasure to Brady's dick and balls. Slowly, Nick lifts Brady's legs up and
reaches towards Brady's hole and spits at it.
"Oh fuck!" Brady says out of shock feeling shivers rub over his spine by
getting spit at his hole.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Brady mumbled. "Has this been your plan
all along?"
"That's the plan, big guy!" Nick replies and keeps spitting at Brady's hole
several times before he rubs his finger at Brady's rosebutt.
A weird sensation runs through Brady's body, feeling Nick rubbing his
rosebutt. Slowly, Nick pushes his finger inside Brady and the big muscle
hunk whines, feeling his virgin ass being taken like that.
"FUCKK!!" Brady screams.
"What a nice tight hole you got." Nick says while taking his finger out and
hangs over Brady. He grabs Brady by his necklace to pull him up and kisses
the man.
"That hole is mine now." Nick declares before he gets up and strips himself
down.
Brady looks from the bed at the man that's just declared he's gonna fuck
him. His dick is still hard while he stares at Nick getting completely
naked. Something inside him makes him let his dick suddenly jump from joy,
which Nick notices.
Nick grins. "I guess someone is excited to be taken for the first time."
Brady is so confused about this. Is he gay? Why is he excited to see this
stranger getting naked to fuck him. Nick gets back up on the bed and hangs
over Brady to kiss him.
Meanwhile, Brady tries to wrap his mind about all that's
happening. However, he isn't given time to think quickly. Nick continues
exploring Brady's masculine physique by kissing Brady's neck and admiring
those big pecs.
Brady feels his nipples getting sucked one by one before Nick goes further
down to kiss his abs. Sensation and pleasure run through Brady's body. His
mind says make it stop, but his body reacts with pleasure and aching for
more of this.
Nick goes at Brady's dick and strokes it. "A wonderful lovestick, but I'm
more interested in that ass of yours." Nick declares before he goes between
Brady's legs. "At least for now."
Brady looks down while Nick spreads his legs and gets between them. He
notices Nick gets a condom in his hands and opens the wrapper with his
teeth. Out of shock, Brady looks at Nick putting the condom around that big
dick. Nick gets himself in position between Brady's legs and holds them
while he starts to push his dick inside that masculine man's virgin ass.
Brady growls and grabs hold of the sheets while feeling Nick's big dick
entering his ass. Nick's dick goes deep and stretches Brady's sphincter.
"FUUUCCKKK!!" Brady screams, feeling Nick's dick lodged entirely inside
him.
Nick hangs above Brady and pulls him in a kiss while he starts to fuck
Brady. Brady suddenly wraps his arms around Nick to hold on. Nick gets
Brady more to sit while he goes full on fucking the muscle hunk. Brady
feels his prostate being hit and a big orgasmic feeling running through his
body.
Suddenly, Brady wants more. He has no idea what's gotten into him as he
removes his open hanging shirt. "Fuck me man, I want to feel that again."
He admits.
Nick smiles, he knew Brady would love this. He starts aiming more for
Brady's prostate. Brady continues to feel that amazing orgasmic feeling
over and over again.
"Don't stop, man, give it to me." Brady begged. "Fuck! It feels so damn
good!"
Nick pushes Brady back down and starts to hover over Brady.
"Fuck yeah!" Brady says through the moans his mouth is letting escape.
Brady is now so into it he uses all his strength and rolls over with Nick,
letting that dick not escape an inch out of his ass and sitting on top of
the man and that amazing dick.
"Oh damn!" Nick sighed. "I didn't expect you to be so into it. That's it,
stud, make us feel good."
Brady starts to thrust himself up and down on that dick. He wants Nick's
big dick to continue hitting that prostate inside him. Nick's dick rubs
against Brady's prostate inside, making Brady give the look over pleasure
he's experiencing.
Nick sees how much Brady is enjoying it. "Let me really fuck you good and
go to that wall."
Brady lifts an eyebrow of confusion. Not knowing what Nick meant, he still
does what's told. He gets off of Nick and walks to the empty spot at the
wall where Nick presses Brady against it. "Now I'm going to fuck you really
hard."
Brady somehow can't wait for that. Nick pulls Brady in a kiss as if it's a
natural thing. When Brady feels Nick trying to get his dick between his
legs, Brady knows to hump up and Nick right away pushes his dick inside and
starts to fuck Brady up against the wall.
"OH YEAH" Nick says excited to have Brady now full slut mode on his dick.
Brady has his arms wrapped around Nick. Both muscle men enjoy this fuck and
feel they are close to cum. Brady's dick continues rubbing between his and
Nick's abs while Brady feels Nick's big dick rubbing against his prostate
and it doesn't take long until the big muscle hunk shoots his load between
their bodies.
"FUCK YEAH!" Brady screams out. "OH GOD, NICK! YOU FEEL AMAZING!"
Nick finds Brady calling his name hot. And while Brady tries to catch his
breath, Nick uses all his strength to hold Brady up to bring him to the
bed. He throws Brady on it and his dick leaves Brady's inside. Nick throws
the condom off his dick and starts to stroke it above Brady. Brady looks at
Nick, who beats that big dick with his fist. He can't believe that big
meaty dick was inside him and he loved it. Nick and Brady don't lose eye
contact anymore until Nick shoots his load all on Brady's big brough chest,
covering those big pecs with his thick white load.
"GAWD YES!" Nick screams "That feels amazing!"
Nick collapses next to Brady on the bed. Both men catch their breath and
stare at each other. There is a silence for a moment until Nick breaks it
off. "Wasn't that just what you needed?"
"I guess I did." Brady replies with a smile.
Both doze off for the night.
The next morning Brady wakes up, naked and notices the dried up cum from
Nick on his chest. "Damn I need a shower." He says and looks around to
notice Nick isn't there.
Brady finds a note on the desk. `Had to leave for work. Take a shower and
thank you for the great evening we shared, Nick."
Brady lays himself back on the bed and has flashbacks of the fuck with
Nick. Something clearly inside him changed and he then notices thinking
back at it turned him on. "Damn I need a cold shower." He says to himself.
*********************************
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/stranger-things-to-come | Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2023 08:00:33 -0600 From: benjamin winkler Subject: Stranger Things to Come Stranger Things to Come The following story, as the title may suggest, involves charactors from the hit Netflix series Stranger Things, primarily Will Byers (played by Noah Schnappe) and Mike Wheeler (played by Finn Wolfhard). I've taken my inspiration from scenes in a couple different episodes of Season 2 and put them together, hopefully in a realistic situation. Obviously, I mean no disrespect to those involved with Stranger Things, whether it be the cast, the crew, or the many fans. Please note that there will be depictions of sexual activity between Will and Mike, who in season 2 were young teenagers. If that is not something you're interested in, by all means, find another story to your liking; there's plenty to choose from. If you stay and like what you read, though, please drop me a line [email protected]. Although Noah recently came out as gay and Finn has expressed his support, that does not mean these two talented actors would behave this way. However, since this is fantasy fiction, let's step outside of reality and pretend that they would. After being gone during practically all of Season 1, Will is finally back and among his friends Mike, Lucas, and Dustin. However, they don't have much time together before Will is taken to the Hawkins Laboratory to be examined. He is currently sleeping, wearing nothing but a hospital gown with no back, white socks that go halfway up his calves, and several wires taped on his head around his face. Although Will is not normally allowed to have visitors, the doctor allows Mike the opportunity after he makes a scene in the lobby. He is given an hour time limit and told that Will is asleep and probably would be for a while yet but that doesn't phase Mike at all, who insists that as Will's best friend, he is determined to visit regularly whether Will is asleep or not. Eventually, the doctor leaves the two boys alone, one sleeping peacefully while the other sits on a nearby chair. (Mike's POV) Poor Will! After everything he's been through, they have to bring him to a place like this to do tests and God only knows what else? Seems to me like they could leave him alone or at least wait until he's had a chance to recover a little bit on his own before dragging him here. Poor guy, I bet he hasn't even had a chance to jack off since he's been back. Man, I bet he's got blue balls like nobody's business! I know that feeling all too well and it's NOT a good one, that's for sure. I haven't seen his dick for a while, I wonder how big it's gotten since I saw it last. He's probably got pubes and I'm pretty sure he can cum by now, too. Heck, if he's anything like me, he probably jacks off at least 2x a day, maybe even more. Dammit, all this thinking about him jacking off is giving me a raging boner! He's obviously asleep and I have an hour but do I dare risk it? Maybe I could sneak into his bathroom really quick and sit on the toilet. The way I'm feeling right now, I don't think it'll take long, especially since I haven't done it since 2 nights ago. (Will's POV) I don't know how long I've been asleep when I wake up to some very distinct sounds coming from my bathroom. Even though I'm a little groggy from the drugs they put me on, I'm fairly certain I've heard these noises before in the middle of the night during our sleepovers. When I look over at the chairs and see a few of Mike's things on and around one of them, everything makes sense. I appreciate him dropping by for a visit but how can he possibly be horny in a place like this? Actually, maybe that's not so hard to believe; I mean he IS Mike Wheeler, after all. He's always talking about jacking off and cute girls and all that stuff, even during D & D. Sometimes it can actually get to be pretty annoying but he's such a good friend that I don't stay mad at him for long. I mean, he's here now to visit, even though I was asleep, so he gets brownie points, even if he's doing THAT in my bathroom. I think it's best if I just pretend to be asleep until he's done, then 'wake up' once I hear him come back in here. I'm sure it'd be pretty awkward if he knew that I knew what he was doing and that he had woken me up. (Mike's POV) I gotta make this quick so I can get back out there before he wakes up. Just the thought that he is in the other room, hardly wearing anything, has got me even more excited than usual. I haven't seen his dick for a couple years so I'm trying to imagine what it looks like, just how big it has grown to be, and what sort of pubes he's got right above it. I mean, sure, a lot of times the four of us spend the night at each other's houses, especially during the summer after playing D & D for hours, and most of the time we strip down to our whitey tighties around bedtime but a few quick glances at him in his undies right before we go to bed doesn't really tell me what I want to know about his dick and balls. So you're probably wondering why I'm so interested in my best friend's crotch and I have to admit, I can't say I blame you. Obviously, it's pretty common for boys my age to be curious about other boys so a lot of times they'll compare dick sizes or at least check each other out in the showers or whatever. But if I'm being totally honest, for me, it's more than that. I don't know for sure yet but I think I'm starting to think of him as more than just a best friend. I think about him a lot any time we're not together, I always feel bad when he's upset because of something I've done or said, and lately, I've noticed just how cute he is, especially when he's being goofy or laughing at the crazy things we do together. Also, I feel very protective of him and would do anything I could to keep him from getting hurt by a bully or any other jerks, even if I was hurt because of it. I don't know if he feels the same way about me or not because we don't usually talk to each other about that sort of thing, unless we're teasing, of course. That, and most of the time it's all 4 of us together and I don't think we want to talk about it around Lucas and Dustin, even if they are our best friends. Sometimes I think he's checking me out during our sleepovers when I'm just in my undies but I'm sure that's either his curiosity making him take a quick peak or it's my imagination or maybe both. I wish I had the balls to just ask him flat out but I don't want to embarrass him, especially in front of Lucas and Dustin. Besides, what if I'm wrong? That would make us both feel bad and I don't think I like that idea. All of that aside, I'm super horny at the moment so I need to hurry up. I untie the string belt of my shorts, then slide them and my undies all the way down to my ankles before plunking down on the toilet. I take hold of my stiff dick with my right hand and start jacking it while squeezing my balls with my left. In my mind, I'm picturing all the times I've seen him in just his undies at our sleepovers, his thin chest and legs completely bare and smooth while his little bulge and cute butt are only covered by his well-worn whitey-tighties. Since I only saw him from a distance and not for very long, it was hard to determine just how big his dick is so I can only assume it's got to be about the same size as mine. I'd sure like to know if I'm right about that! (Will's POV) I don't need to close my eyes right away because I know he's still in the bathroom. I can hear his heavy breathing and grunts of pleasure, just like I've heard a few times during our sleepovers when he thinks the rest of us are asleep. To be fair, Lucas and Dustin sleep like the dead so it would take a lot more sound than what he makes to wake them up. I guess he figures that I'm the same way and so he can get away with it without us finding out. I personally think it's a little wierd to do it at a friend's house but I have to admit that it always gives me a boner, just like it's doing right now. After maybe about 5 minutes or so, I hear a couple of final grunts and then it goes quiet as he finishes and his breathing returns to regular. Not long after that, I can hear movement as he stands up and flushes the toilet to hide the evidence, a trick I've done a time or two myself. In a way, it's sort of comforting that even though he teases us all the time about jacking off and denies doing it himself, he really does do it and apparently he knows about the advantage of the toilet being an easy way to prevent making a mess. When I hear footsteps, I quickly close my eyes; there's nothing I can do about my boner right now so I guess I'll just have to hope that he doesn't notice it. (Mike's POV) Wow! That was incredible! Good thing I'm sitting down or I might've just fallen over. I don't think I've cum so much for a long time. I guess it's true what they say, the longer you wait, the better it feels. Too bad I don't normally have the patience to wait, though! Well, I better flush the evidence and get back out there in case he wakes up. I came here to visit him, not jack off in his bathroom. Oh, good, he's still asleep, which means I didn't make too much noise. I guess he really is a deep sleeper like Lucas and Dustin. That's good because I really like doing it at our sleepovers. I don't know why but it feels better at someone else's house than when I'm in my own bed. Not only that, but I think doing it with them in the same room has something to do with it, too. That's probably why I shot so much just now, cuz I wasn't in my own bed and I knew that he was close even though not really in the same room. But wait a minute, now. What's this? Maybe it's my imagination or maybe I'm still horny but it seems as though he's got a boner! I don't remember his bulge being so full but then again, I WAS more worried about taking care of business so maybe it was but I just didn't realize it. If that's true, I guess I was wrong and he IS bigger than the rest of us. Dammit! Now I'm curious! Surely there's no harm in taking a little peek. I don't think he's wearing undies or nothing so I'll just lift up the gown enough to see what he's got down there. That's it, though! I just really want to know how big he is, then I'll sit down and wait for him to wake up. (Will's POV) I still have my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, when I hear Mike come out of the bathroom. When he stops next to me instead of going to his chair and sitting down, I begin to panic about my boner and if he's noticed it. Most likely he has because why else would he just be standing there? I'm obviously super embarrassed but there isn't anything I can do. Hopefully he'll just think I'm having a sexy dream or something and leave it at that. But he doesn't! He calls my name a couple of times but I don't respond. Next thing I know, I feel his hand on my right knee! What on earth is he doing?! (Mike's POV) When he doesn't respond to me calling his name a couple of times, I figure he really is asleep and so take one of the chairs and scoot it closer to him, then sit down and gently put my hand on his right knee. Nothing. So I grow a little more bold and start to lift the gown, not towards his hips but up into the air so that I can see under it to his crotch. Ah ha! There it is! Maybe not a full-on boner and probably not as big as Lucas but still a decent size, especially for his age. Damn, it looks nice! Just sort of laying there on his balls, half chubbed up. I can even see his pubes, too! Not bad, bud, not bad at all. Unfortunately, I can't look at it for long so I drop the gown to cover him up again. I'm about to scoot the chair back to where I got it from but then I have a crazy idea. I still have about 35 minutes left; I just hope that's enough time. (Will's POV) I feel a little bit of a draft when his hand lifts my gown up. I'm not wearing my undies so I know he can see my dick and balls, probably even my pubes too. I feel my heart begin to race and thump loudly in my chest, hoping that he can't hear it. I think my dick is starting to pulse a little bit along with my heartbeat, too. I can't believe what's happening and I really don't know why but I certainly don't plan on stopping it! I mean, honestly, would you try to stop it if you were in my place? I doubt it! But could it possibly be true? There's no way. He's probably just curious to see how mine compares to his own and figures this is a good chance to check. I'm not going to get my hopes up and actually think he's interested in me like that. I'd just be setting myself up for disappointment and put our friendship in jeopardy. Even though I desperately want more than that, I'll have to take what I can get. I know he'll probably never be my boyfriend or anything like that but having him as just a close friend who I get to see in his undies is pretty good, I guess. (Mike's POV) Ok, so let's see how far I can take this. He's obviously still asleep so I think I'm good to do a little more. I reach out and put my hand on his knee again. This time, though, instead of lifting up his gown I slide my hand underneath it and up his thigh towards his waist. For a skinny guy, his leg actually feels pretty muscular. I keep looking at his face for any signs that he's about to wake up but so far, nothing. If he does, I'll just play it off like I always do and say I was just messing with him. Believe it or not, I've grabbed his butt a couple of times while wrestling around at sleepovers and even though he sort of looked at me wierd at first, now I do it often enough that he just plays it off, too. If he had woken up just now when I was taking a peek, I could've easily gotten out of that as well. (Will's POV) OH. MY. GOD! He just looked at my dick and balls and now he's got his hand on my thigh, UNDER my gown! Is he really going to do what I think he is? His hand is getting pretty close but surely he'll chicken out. He would never touch another guy's dick. I mean, I know he's a little bit crazy with his jokes and grabbing my butt and stuff but that's totally different than what he's doing now. I'm not going to stop him but I'm pretty sure he's not going to do more, even if he IS Mike Wheeler. (Mike's POV) I have to stop for just a minute, not because he's made any signs of waking up but because all of a sudden I'm super nervous. My hand is right at the top of his thigh next to his waist and my fingers are pretty close to his ballsack; in fact, I think I can feel the skin of it against my knuckles. It's still smooth and has a nice warmth coming off of it as well. After taking a deep breath, I move my hand just a little higher up until it's at the top of his hip, then slide it over towards the middle of his belly. I can feel the small amout of pubes he has against my palm, much more coarse and curly than the straight brown hair he has on his head. Since he hasn't made any moves to stop me, I grow bold and curl my fingers around the base of his dick. It feels very similar to my own, stiff but spongy in my grip and also warm. As I hold it, I can feel the pulse of his heart beat and soon it begins to grow. Wow! Maybe Lucas isn't the one with the biggest dick! (Will's POV) Ok, so I am literally freaking out right now! I never in a million years ever thought that something like this would happen. I mean, obviously I've jacked off probably about 1,000 times thinking about him, especially in his undies, but I would've been crazy to think he would actually do anything with me. I seriously doubt this will happen again, though, so I better make the most of it. But how do I do that without scaring him off? I guess I'll just have to let it happen and see how far he'll go. If this IS the only time, I want it to last as long as possible. Even though my eyes are closed, I can still sense him looking at me as his hand slowly begins to move up and down on my dick. Unless you've had someone else's hand on your dick, I really can't explain how it feels but just know that it feels so much better than your own! His fingers are a little cold at first but soon they warm up and after only a couple of minutes, he's moving his hand pretty quickly. Suddenly, I feel a burst of cool air between my legs as he lifts up my gown with his free hand. My ballsack tightens up against me but I doubt he even notices because he's probably still watching me to see if I'll wake up. Little does he know that I'm already awake but I'm certainly not going to spoil the fun by opening my eyes now! (Mike's POV) Wow! I knew Lucas and Dustin slept like logs but I think he's got them both beat! And his dick feels AMAZING! Is that a little dribble of whatever it's called, coming out already?! I know it's not cum but that stuff that's supposed to make your dick slippery so you can slide it into a chick easier. Well, whatever it's called, that must be what's making my hand slick now. It does feel a little wierd but I don't have much time so if it helps speed things up, I guess I can deal with it. I let go of his dick just long enough to allow the stuff to dribble into my palm and make a small puddle, then take him back into my grip and start jacking him off again. I sort of panic a little bit when he starts to shift around but he still hasn't opened his eyes so I guess he's just moving in his sleep, or at least I hope so! Now that I've moved his gown out of the way, I can watch his face but still glance at his dick in my hand. Sometimes I stop and let go of it for a second so I can see it wet with the slippery stuff and bobbing in the air in time to his heartbeat. I'm not sure I'd call it a monster dick or anything like that but it's certainly bigger than I would've thought, especially now that it's in full boner mode. It actually looks pretty similar to mine, which is also in full boner mode. Dammit! I don't think I'll have time to take care of it again before I have to leave, which means I'll be the one with blue balls instead of him! Oh well. I can always deal with that when I get home. Who knows when HE'LL get a chance to jack off? (Will's POV) I try my best to keep still with his hand jacking me off but when I feel the precum dribble out into his palm, I can't stop myself from thrusting my dick up into his grip. I can tell that makes him nervous because he stops for a couple seconds but when I don't do anything else, he continues. He keeps it up for a bit longer, then suddenly I feel the fingertips of his other hand gently wrap around my ballsack. When he has both my balls in his palm and rolls them around like a pair of dice, I instantly lose control and start cumming all over his hand and onto my thighs, some of it I think even landed on the chair betweeen my legs. (Mike's POV) DAAAAMMMMNN! Poor guy really WAS backed up! That's a lot so I better hurry and clean him up and then I gotta go. I find some paper towels in the bathroom and do my best to wipe off my hand, his dick and thighs, and the spot on the chair between his legs. Then I put his gown back in place, scoot the chair back to where it was, get my things, and head to the door. Before leaving the room, I glance back at him and smile because he looks so cute and peaceful, still asleep but with a relaxed look on his face. If he wakes up and wonders why he doesn't have blue balls anymore, maybe he'll just figure he had a really good dream and the cum dried on his skin. I make it to the lobby and before I leave, I thank the doctor for letting me visit and apologize for making a scene earlier. He says that I'm welcome back so long as I don't throw another fit and if I behave, he might even extend the length of my visits. I ask him if maybe my other friends can visit too and he says that if they behave themselves, he doesn't think it should be a problem. I thank him again and leave the building. All during our conversation, I've had my stuff in front of me to cover my boner. After everything I just did with Will, it's back hardcore and I really need to take care of it. (Will's POV) WOW, that was beyond AMAZING! I'm pretty sure I haven't cum that much, EVER! And he even cleaned me up, too?! I mean, I knew he was a good friend and all but, WOW! I really hope he visits again soon. I know it's a little selfish of me but if he's willing to do that once, I wonder if maybe he'll do it again. I certainly hope so because that was honestly 10x better than when I do it myself. But for now, I really have to pee. I swing my legs over the side of the chair and step down, almost losing my balance because my legs feel weak after what just happened. Once I'm able to stand up, I go to the bathroom and pee, thinking of how he was just in here jacking off not too long ago. I sort of get a boner again imagining that but I'm actually pretty tired so I shake my dick off and go back to my chair. I wish it was a bed but I'm getting used to sleeping in a sitting position so I hop back up onto it and close my eyes again. It takes me a while to fall asleep since I'm still hyped up by his visit but eventually I do manage to drift off until the doctor comes back for another round of tests. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2023 08:00:33 -0600
From: benjamin winkler <[email protected]>
Subject: Stranger Things to Come
Stranger Things to Come
The following story, as the title may suggest, involves charactors from the
hit Netflix series Stranger Things, primarily Will Byers (played by Noah
Schnappe) and Mike Wheeler (played by Finn Wolfhard). I've taken my
inspiration from scenes in a couple different episodes of Season 2 and put
them together, hopefully in a realistic situation. Obviously, I mean no
disrespect to those involved with Stranger Things, whether it be the cast,
the crew, or the many fans.
Please note that there will be depictions of sexual activity between Will
and Mike, who in season 2 were young teenagers. If that is not something
you're interested in, by all means, find another story to your liking;
there's plenty to choose from. If you stay and like what you read, though,
please drop me a line [email protected].
Although Noah recently came out as gay and Finn has expressed his support,
that does not mean these two talented actors would behave this way.
However, since this is fantasy fiction, let's step outside of reality and
pretend that they would.
After being gone during practically all of Season 1, Will is finally back
and among his friends Mike, Lucas, and Dustin. However, they don't have
much time together before Will is taken to the Hawkins Laboratory to be
examined. He is currently sleeping, wearing nothing but a hospital gown
with no back, white socks that go halfway up his calves, and several wires
taped on his head around his face.
Although Will is not normally allowed to have visitors, the doctor allows
Mike the opportunity after he makes a scene in the lobby. He is given an
hour time limit and told that Will is asleep and probably would be for a
while yet but that doesn't phase Mike at all, who insists that as Will's
best friend, he is determined to visit regularly whether Will is asleep or
not. Eventually, the doctor leaves the two boys alone, one sleeping
peacefully while the other sits on a nearby chair.
(Mike's POV)
Poor Will! After everything he's been through, they have to bring him to a
place like this to do tests and God only knows what else? Seems to me like
they could leave him alone or at least wait until he's had a chance to
recover a little bit on his own before dragging him here. Poor guy, I bet
he hasn't even had a chance to jack off since he's been back. Man, I bet
he's got blue balls like nobody's business! I know that feeling all too
well and it's NOT a good one, that's for sure. I haven't seen his dick for
a while, I wonder how big it's gotten since I saw it last. He's probably
got pubes and I'm pretty sure he can cum by now, too. Heck, if he's
anything like me, he probably jacks off at least 2x a day, maybe even more.
Dammit, all this thinking about him jacking off is giving me a raging
boner! He's obviously asleep and I have an hour but do I dare risk it?
Maybe I could sneak into his bathroom really quick and sit on the toilet.
The way I'm feeling right now, I don't think it'll take long, especially
since I haven't done it since 2 nights ago.
(Will's POV)
I don't know how long I've been asleep when I wake up to some very distinct
sounds coming from my bathroom. Even though I'm a little groggy from the
drugs they put me on, I'm fairly certain I've heard these noises before in
the middle of the night during our sleepovers. When I look over at the
chairs and see a few of Mike's things on and around one of them, everything
makes sense. I appreciate him dropping by for a visit but how can he
possibly be horny in a place like this?
Actually, maybe that's not so hard to believe; I mean he IS Mike Wheeler,
after all. He's always talking about jacking off and cute girls and all
that stuff, even during D & D. Sometimes it can actually get to be pretty
annoying but he's such a good friend that I don't stay mad at him for long.
I mean, he's here now to visit, even though I was asleep, so he gets
brownie points, even if he's doing THAT in my bathroom. I think it's best
if I just pretend to be asleep until he's done, then 'wake up' once I hear
him come back in here. I'm sure it'd be pretty awkward if he knew that I
knew what he was doing and that he had woken me up.
(Mike's POV)
I gotta make this quick so I can get back out there before he wakes up.
Just the thought that he is in the other room, hardly wearing anything, has
got me even more excited than usual. I haven't seen his dick for a couple
years so I'm trying to imagine what it looks like, just how big it has
grown to be, and what sort of pubes he's got right above it.
I mean, sure, a lot of times the four of us spend the night at each other's
houses, especially during the summer after playing D & D for hours, and
most of the time we strip down to our whitey tighties around bedtime but a
few quick glances at him in his undies right before we go to bed doesn't
really tell me what I want to know about his dick and balls.
So you're probably wondering why I'm so interested in my best friend's
crotch and I have to admit, I can't say I blame you. Obviously, it's
pretty common for boys my age to be curious about other boys so a lot of
times they'll compare dick sizes or at least check each other out in the
showers or whatever.
But if I'm being totally honest, for me, it's more than that. I don't know
for sure yet but I think I'm starting to think of him as more than just a
best friend. I think about him a lot any time we're not together, I always
feel bad when he's upset because of something I've done or said, and
lately, I've noticed just how cute he is, especially when he's being goofy
or laughing at the crazy things we do together. Also, I feel very
protective of him and would do anything I could to keep him from getting
hurt by a bully or any other jerks, even if I was hurt because of it.
I don't know if he feels the same way about me or not because we don't
usually talk to each other about that sort of thing, unless we're teasing,
of course. That, and most of the time it's all 4 of us together and I
don't think we want to talk about it around Lucas and Dustin, even if they
are our best friends.
Sometimes I think he's checking me out during our sleepovers when I'm just
in my undies but I'm sure that's either his curiosity making him take a
quick peak or it's my imagination or maybe both. I wish I had the balls to
just ask him flat out but I don't want to embarrass him, especially in
front of Lucas and Dustin. Besides, what if I'm wrong? That would make us
both feel bad and I don't think I like that idea.
All of that aside, I'm super horny at the moment so I need to hurry up. I
untie the string belt of my shorts, then slide them and my undies all the
way down to my ankles before plunking down on the toilet. I take hold of
my stiff dick with my right hand and start jacking it while squeezing my
balls with my left. In my mind, I'm picturing all the times I've seen him
in just his undies at our sleepovers, his thin chest and legs completely
bare and smooth while his little bulge and cute butt are only covered by
his well-worn whitey-tighties. Since I only saw him from a distance and
not for very long, it was hard to determine just how big his dick is so I
can only assume it's got to be about the same size as mine. I'd sure like
to know if I'm right about that!
(Will's POV)
I don't need to close my eyes right away because I know he's still in the
bathroom. I can hear his heavy breathing and grunts of pleasure, just like
I've heard a few times during our sleepovers when he thinks the rest of us
are asleep. To be fair, Lucas and Dustin sleep like the dead so it would
take a lot more sound than what he makes to wake them up. I guess he
figures that I'm the same way and so he can get away with it without us
finding out. I personally think it's a little wierd to do it at a friend's
house but I have to admit that it always gives me a boner, just like it's
doing right now.
After maybe about 5 minutes or so, I hear a couple of final grunts and then
it goes quiet as he finishes and his breathing returns to regular. Not
long after that, I can hear movement as he stands up and flushes the toilet
to hide the evidence, a trick I've done a time or two myself. In a way,
it's sort of comforting that even though he teases us all the time about
jacking off and denies doing it himself, he really does do it and
apparently he knows about the advantage of the toilet being an easy way to
prevent making a mess.
When I hear footsteps, I quickly close my eyes; there's nothing I can do
about my boner right now so I guess I'll just have to hope that he doesn't
notice it.
(Mike's POV)
Wow! That was incredible! Good thing I'm sitting down or I might've just
fallen over. I don't think I've cum so much for a long time. I guess it's
true what they say, the longer you wait, the better it feels. Too bad I
don't normally have the patience to wait, though! Well, I better flush the
evidence and get back out there in case he wakes up. I came here to visit
him, not jack off in his bathroom.
Oh, good, he's still asleep, which means I didn't make too much noise. I
guess he really is a deep sleeper like Lucas and Dustin. That's good
because I really like doing it at our sleepovers. I don't know why but it
feels better at someone else's house than when I'm in my own bed. Not only
that, but I think doing it with them in the same room has something to do
with it, too. That's probably why I shot so much just now, cuz I wasn't in
my own bed and I knew that he was close even though not really in the same
room.
But wait a minute, now. What's this? Maybe it's my imagination or maybe
I'm still horny but it seems as though he's got a boner! I don't remember
his bulge being so full but then again, I WAS more worried about taking
care of business so maybe it was but I just didn't realize it. If that's
true, I guess I was wrong and he IS bigger than the rest of us.
Dammit! Now I'm curious! Surely there's no harm in taking a little peek.
I don't think he's wearing undies or nothing so I'll just lift up the gown
enough to see what he's got down there. That's it, though! I just really
want to know how big he is, then I'll sit down and wait for him to wake up.
(Will's POV)
I still have my eyes closed, pretending to be asleep, when I hear Mike come
out of the bathroom. When he stops next to me instead of going to his
chair and sitting down, I begin to panic about my boner and if he's noticed
it. Most likely he has because why else would he just be standing there?
I'm obviously super embarrassed but there isn't anything I can do.
Hopefully he'll just think I'm having a sexy dream or something and leave
it at that.
But he doesn't! He calls my name a couple of times but I don't respond.
Next thing I know, I feel his hand on my right knee! What on earth is he
doing?!
(Mike's POV)
When he doesn't respond to me calling his name a couple of times, I figure
he really is asleep and so take one of the chairs and scoot it closer to
him, then sit down and gently put my hand on his right knee. Nothing. So I
grow a little more bold and start to lift the gown, not towards his hips
but up into the air so that I can see under it to his crotch.
Ah ha! There it is! Maybe not a full-on boner and probably not as big as
Lucas but still a decent size, especially for his age. Damn, it looks
nice! Just sort of laying there on his balls, half chubbed up. I can even
see his pubes, too! Not bad, bud, not bad at all.
Unfortunately, I can't look at it for long so I drop the gown to cover him
up again. I'm about to scoot the chair back to where I got it from but
then I have a crazy idea. I still have about 35 minutes left; I just hope
that's enough time.
(Will's POV)
I feel a little bit of a draft when his hand lifts my gown up. I'm not
wearing my undies so I know he can see my dick and balls, probably even my
pubes too. I feel my heart begin to race and thump loudly in my chest,
hoping that he can't hear it. I think my dick is starting to pulse a
little bit along with my heartbeat, too. I can't believe what's happening
and I really don't know why but I certainly don't plan on stopping it! I
mean, honestly, would you try to stop it if you were in my place? I doubt
it!
But could it possibly be true? There's no way. He's probably just curious
to see how mine compares to his own and figures this is a good chance to
check. I'm not going to get my hopes up and actually think he's interested
in me like that. I'd just be setting myself up for disappointment and put
our friendship in jeopardy. Even though I desperately want more than that,
I'll have to take what I can get. I know he'll probably never be my
boyfriend or anything like that but having him as just a close friend who I
get to see in his undies is pretty good, I guess.
(Mike's POV)
Ok, so let's see how far I can take this. He's obviously still asleep so I
think I'm good to do a little more. I reach out and put my hand on his
knee again. This time, though, instead of lifting up his gown I slide my
hand underneath it and up his thigh towards his waist. For a skinny guy,
his leg actually feels pretty muscular. I keep looking at his face for any
signs that he's about to wake up but so far, nothing. If he does, I'll
just play it off like I always do and say I was just messing with him.
Believe it or not, I've grabbed his butt a couple of times while wrestling
around at sleepovers and even though he sort of looked at me wierd at
first, now I do it often enough that he just plays it off, too. If he had
woken up just now when I was taking a peek, I could've easily gotten out of
that as well.
(Will's POV)
OH. MY. GOD! He just looked at my dick and balls and now he's got his hand
on my thigh, UNDER my gown! Is he really going to do what I think he is?
His hand is getting pretty close but surely he'll chicken out. He would
never touch another guy's dick. I mean, I know he's a little bit crazy
with his jokes and grabbing my butt and stuff but that's totally different
than what he's doing now. I'm not going to stop him but I'm pretty sure
he's not going to do more, even if he IS Mike Wheeler.
(Mike's POV)
I have to stop for just a minute, not because he's made any signs of waking
up but because all of a sudden I'm super nervous. My hand is right at the
top of his thigh next to his waist and my fingers are pretty close to his
ballsack; in fact, I think I can feel the skin of it against my knuckles.
It's still smooth and has a nice warmth coming off of it as well.
After taking a deep breath, I move my hand just a little higher up until
it's at the top of his hip, then slide it over towards the middle of his
belly. I can feel the small amout of pubes he has against my palm, much
more coarse and curly than the straight brown hair he has on his head.
Since he hasn't made any moves to stop me, I grow bold and curl my fingers
around the base of his dick. It feels very similar to my own, stiff but
spongy in my grip and also warm. As I hold it, I can feel the pulse of his
heart beat and soon it begins to grow. Wow! Maybe Lucas isn't the one with
the biggest dick!
(Will's POV)
Ok, so I am literally freaking out right now! I never in a million years
ever thought that something like this would happen. I mean, obviously I've
jacked off probably about 1,000 times thinking about him, especially in his
undies, but I would've been crazy to think he would actually do anything
with me. I seriously doubt this will happen again, though, so I better
make the most of it. But how do I do that without scaring him off? I
guess I'll just have to let it happen and see how far he'll go. If this IS
the only time, I want it to last as long as possible.
Even though my eyes are closed, I can still sense him looking at me as his
hand slowly begins to move up and down on my dick. Unless you've had
someone else's hand on your dick, I really can't explain how it feels but
just know that it feels so much better than your own!
His fingers are a little cold at first but soon they warm up and after only
a couple of minutes, he's moving his hand pretty quickly. Suddenly, I feel
a burst of cool air between my legs as he lifts up my gown with his free
hand. My ballsack tightens up against me but I doubt he even notices
because he's probably still watching me to see if I'll wake up. Little
does he know that I'm already awake but I'm certainly not going to spoil
the fun by opening my eyes now!
(Mike's POV)
Wow! I knew Lucas and Dustin slept like logs but I think he's got them both
beat! And his dick feels AMAZING! Is that a little dribble of whatever
it's called, coming out already?! I know it's not cum but that stuff
that's supposed to make your dick slippery so you can slide it into a chick
easier. Well, whatever it's called, that must be what's making my hand
slick now. It does feel a little wierd but I don't have much time so if it
helps speed things up, I guess I can deal with it.
I let go of his dick just long enough to allow the stuff to dribble into my
palm and make a small puddle, then take him back into my grip and start
jacking him off again. I sort of panic a little bit when he starts to
shift around but he still hasn't opened his eyes so I guess he's just
moving in his sleep, or at least I hope so!
Now that I've moved his gown out of the way, I can watch his face but still
glance at his dick in my hand. Sometimes I stop and let go of it for a
second so I can see it wet with the slippery stuff and bobbing in the air
in time to his heartbeat. I'm not sure I'd call it a monster dick or
anything like that but it's certainly bigger than I would've thought,
especially now that it's in full boner mode. It actually looks pretty
similar to mine, which is also in full boner mode. Dammit! I don't think
I'll have time to take care of it again before I have to leave, which means
I'll be the one with blue balls instead of him! Oh well. I can always
deal with that when I get home. Who knows when HE'LL get a chance to jack
off?
(Will's POV)
I try my best to keep still with his hand jacking me off but when I feel
the precum dribble out into his palm, I can't stop myself from thrusting my
dick up into his grip. I can tell that makes him nervous because he stops
for a couple seconds but when I don't do anything else, he continues. He
keeps it up for a bit longer, then suddenly I feel the fingertips of his
other hand gently wrap around my ballsack. When he has both my balls in
his palm and rolls them around like a pair of dice, I instantly lose
control and start cumming all over his hand and onto my thighs, some of it
I think even landed on the chair betweeen my legs.
(Mike's POV)
DAAAAMMMMNN! Poor guy really WAS backed up! That's a lot so I better
hurry and clean him up and then I gotta go. I find some paper towels in
the bathroom and do my best to wipe off my hand, his dick and thighs, and
the spot on the chair between his legs. Then I put his gown back in place,
scoot the chair back to where it was, get my things, and head to the door.
Before leaving the room, I glance back at him and smile because he looks so
cute and peaceful, still asleep but with a relaxed look on his face. If he
wakes up and wonders why he doesn't have blue balls anymore, maybe he'll
just figure he had a really good dream and the cum dried on his skin.
I make it to the lobby and before I leave, I thank the doctor for letting
me visit and apologize for making a scene earlier. He says that I'm
welcome back so long as I don't throw another fit and if I behave, he might
even extend the length of my visits. I ask him if maybe my other friends
can visit too and he says that if they behave themselves, he doesn't think
it should be a problem.
I thank him again and leave the building. All during our conversation,
I've had my stuff in front of me to cover my boner. After everything I
just did with Will, it's back hardcore and I really need to take care of
it.
(Will's POV)
WOW, that was beyond AMAZING! I'm pretty sure I haven't cum that much,
EVER! And he even cleaned me up, too?! I mean, I knew he was a good
friend and all but, WOW! I really hope he visits again soon. I know it's
a little selfish of me but if he's willing to do that once, I wonder if
maybe he'll do it again. I certainly hope so because that was honestly 10x
better than when I do it myself. But for now, I really have to pee.
I swing my legs over the side of the chair and step down, almost losing my
balance because my legs feel weak after what just happened. Once I'm able
to stand up, I go to the bathroom and pee, thinking of how he was just in
here jacking off not too long ago. I sort of get a boner again imagining
that but I'm actually pretty tired so I shake my dick off and go back to my
chair. I wish it was a bed but I'm getting used to sleeping in a sitting
position so I hop back up onto it and close my eyes again. It takes me a
while to fall asleep since I'm still hyped up by his visit but eventually I
do manage to drift off until the doctor comes back for another round of
tests.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/jack-and-the-bawdy-beanstalk | Date: Sat, 08 Jul 2023 20:04:47 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Jack & the Bawdy Beanstalk This standalone story is based on the English fairy tale Jack and the Beanstalk as well as the 2009 film adaptation written by Flip Kobler and Cindy Marcus, starring Cloin Ford in the lead role. It's also based on the 2014 film version of Stephen Sondheim's 1986 Broadway musical Into the Woods, with Daniel Huttlestone as Jack. I was inspired by psychologist Bruno Bettleheim's Freudian analysis of the fairy tale in his book The Uses of Enchantment (1976) to write this story, as it explains how the story (particularly the symbolism of the beanstalk) illustrates a boy's emergence into sexuality and adulthood. I just decided to add a tentacle erotica theme to it. I own no rights to the original tale or any of the film versions. If it is not permitted to read any fiction of this type where you are, stop now. Thank you. Questions/comments: [email protected] Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Jack & the Bawdy Beanstalk © James Jenkins 2023 Jack stared at his candlelit ceiling, upset, and bored. The chorus of nightly forest dwellers sung on, some kind of late-night lullaby urging him to call in right now and forget how his mother scolded him earlier, and the sound of the flowing stream by their house where she tossed the magic beans just audible enough to be hurtful. The 12 nearly 13-year-old sighed and rolled onto his side to stare at the wall, glancing at his handmade clock to check the time. Nearly three in the morning. He already knew the next day trying to make money at the market was going to be hard, even if he were to fall asleep now. Swiftly an idea came to him, though. If he was going to go hungry anyway, why not go out for a bit and find something worth his mother slapping him in the head about? Jack wondered if his friend, Red, would be at home. Without even thinking if he'd be disturbing her sleep first, he slipped from bed and headed for the window. Fortunately, his room was a safe drop to a hay bale outside. Sneaking out was exactly what that window was meant for! The sly youth climbed through the window into the warm moonlit night, struggling a bit to get his legs to fit. While it might have been ideal for sneaking out, but he learned from past attempts how not to do it. The walk to Red Riding Hood's house was relatively short, but a small thicket of trees separated the two and it was much faster to just go through them than around them. He'd even braved through the woods in the daylight and used his late father's axe to cut a small path through them so the prickly weeds wouldn't be able to scratch his skin as badly. Jack was brimming with anticipation, his heart thrummed almost unrestrained rapidly in his chest as he navigated his way over the muddy unfirm ground. In his head, he then recalled. It was Red, she'd told him yesterday she wasn't going to be back from her granny's house for another few days and that she'd visit him once she returned home. Jack's heart sunk and despondency fell upon him in a cruel gust. He was already halfway to his house, too. Yet an idea nudged the back of his mind. Red's dear friend Jillian Squarejaw would be home, and he'd not overlooked how she had a habit of staring at him when he was visiting. The lean blonde grinned and at the same time felt foolish for not having thought of it before. Ben and Jack had a difficult, on again off again relationship that was riddled with infidelity, mostly on Ben's part, and so he thought of it as a bit of payback. What goes around comes around. The bold boy stuck his axe back in his pocket and realized he was a little lost. He'd been so immersed in his fantasies he hadn't been paying attention to where he was going, and now he couldn't see the path or his house anymore. He sighed despondently and shone a shard of reflective mirror at the dirt path, retracing his steps as well as he could remember. Just as tears were beginning to sting the corners of his eyes and fear coursed up on him, a gripping pain in his instep had him fall to the dirt-covered ground. He'd been caught on a stray tree root, and it was already turning black. The boy really started to cry then, loud, and panicked sobs that only someone who was sure they suffered greatly could make. Not fitting a man? Perhaps, but Jack was a sensitive boy after all. Drawing himself onto his hands and knees with a strained grunt, only to feel something frigid wrap itself around his movable instep. Jack howled and defiantly kicked his leg, but with a sudden forceful tug he was being dragged along the ground on his front, his black-gray striped shirt was rolling itself up over his head in the fight and in a hopeless attempt to keep his dexterity he jostled out of it and tried to reach down and punch at whatever had him. The unseen attacker on his instep was smooth and felt sort of like an enormous root, but no amount of scratching his nails into it seemed to harm it. Jack screamed for help and thrashed, but there was nothing he could do as it pulled him toward a hollow at the base of the beanstalk's trunk, and then into its depths. No amount of kicking and screaming helped, and it ended up making his stinging joint feel like boiling water. Jack wept as the tendril dangled him as a slain rabbit in the air, the sound of slickly moving...things moving under the disturbed earth biting his ears. A few seconds later another tentacle came along and wrapped itself around his right leg, fortunately avoiding his sprained instep, and then two more for each arm and one around his waist. It raised him in a prostrate manner, and he suddenly felt better without a sharp pain racing through his limbs. Surprisingly, a fifth one appeared from the darkness and caressed his white face, wiping away the rivulet of water salt hot tears. All the green creepers felt oddly crisp and smooth, like they were alive in a more dragon-like way rather than being a mere root, and eventually Jack steadied himself and his cries quickly lessened to whining. It was moor dark and silent aside from the wet sounds of whatever weeds he was caught in... swerving around him? He never believed roots could move, but it didn't seem like it was an animal either. He waited for several minutes in silence and just as he was about to call out, a tiny version of the big strong stems holding him crept along his crotch, coursing, and twisting around it like it was a tree trunk to be used for the base. His skin electrified with tingles, and he panted frightfully as it slid up his left leg, to his thigh and began to poke around at the end of his pants leg. Teeth gritted, he whined and tried to kick his legs free, but the beanstalk was far too strong. What was more unbelievable than anything was the strange, nectar-like substance the rising stalk thing was coated with, almost like a honeycomb. The first normal sized vine was joined by another one the size of an oak branch that joined in the prodding and yanking on his other leg, and within three minutes it discovered how to pull his pants off. Jack's mouth went dry, and he wished he hadn't neglected wearing underwear tonight. The stunned boy bent his legs at the knees and brought them together as much as the beanstalk would allow, but the cool underground air still prickled at his sparsely hairy hole. Heart pounded sporadically and he clenched his blue eyes shut, encouraging himself to calm down. Whenever Jack was very nervous or excited, his dick grew tingly. This moment was no different. It was as though the stems and leaves could breathe in his scent, and even as he locked his knees together, they wouldn't be challenged. The larger tendrils around his legs pulled up toward his slim chest and let his legs closed shut, although the embarrassing position only served to make him more defenseless. Two tiny creepers, the same ones from before he assumed, explored around his trembling ass cheeks like a thief looking for a way in. As soon as the wet tip of one caressed his untouched asshole, Jack wailed and tried to escape only to find himself completely bound. The beanstalk seemed to be drinking in knowledge, because the second tendrils needed no help finding his now steaming sweaty ass. It was considerate in its jabbing, never doing anything more than soft caresses on his exterior rim. Heavenly it felt, and Jack felt himself settle into the touch a bit. No person or sensation had ever paid so much attention to his ass before- they were too emmeshed within their own appetites. Eyes bulging, he felt his shirt being tugged on and then pushed up to expose his chest, which were promptly attacked by two more branch-like members that attached themselves as leeches onto his nipples ravenously. Somehow, they sucked like a newborn to a tit, and Jack moaned loudly both in fear and pleasure. His ass was more loose now, some of the oily lubricant running down between his ass cheeks, and the stems down there squirmed and wriggled happily in the liquid. Jack's cock grew harder as he became hornier, and within just a few minutes the firm shaft outstretched just about as if sprouting from between his tightly shut anal lips. His bowl-cut head flung back, and his mouth hung agape, and now instead of wanting to keep his legs sealed shut, he was fighting to pry them open. "Shit...please," he moaned, yet was met with no response. The small, merciful tentacle that'd been playing with his anal lips drew back, and he nearly cried out at the deprivation, but the sensation of something larger and stronger made him shut up. It poked blindly at his inner thighs, leaving strings of thick liquid on his wet skin anywhere it touched, before finding its target. Jack's anal gates parted easily for it, but he quickly realized it was far too powerful for him. Situating its tip just between his hole, save the very imposing head of it wherever fitting enough to hold at the opening of his ass, and Jack grew afraid. It was almost as if it was planning its next move. Five smaller vines came back, snaking along the shaft of the main one until they too settled just at the entrance of his hole, and he fidgeted his hips down onto them just to try and get some sensation back. The giant stem withdrew, disregarding its lesser vines behind which wanted their turn with their prey. One, and then the other slithered slowly into his ass. They were only the thickness of cooking utensils and so he couldn't feel them much at first, but then he felt them begin to swell. A deep moan broke him, and he wanted so badly to lower his hand between his legs to him brutally, begging penis. To no avail, as the stems still held him rigidly. The boy's hips bucked and he cried out in frustration as the two creepers inside him grew slowly from twigs to rolling pins, eventually to the size of an axe handle. Why wouldn't they just churn him like butter? Jack cried out for them to fuck him, which earned him nothing but a jolt from the limbs inside him as they pumped. His orgasm was so close, and it was like this deviant beanstalk was mocking him. "Oh my...my God...Please!" The boy roared, bucking his hips against the writhing stems deep in him. The beanstalk apparently heard him this time, and they began to pump in and out of his raw leaking ass one at a time, in stages. Jack was nearly lost at this point, moaning and squirming and imploring for more, and when he felt something firm, hot, and rough flick his cock he nearly cried with aroused joy. The branches holding his legs together finally relaxed and let him stretch them apart, and just as he felt the warm thrills of orgasm at the back of his mind begin to increase, one of the tendrils in his cave closed in and began to wriggle around at his ass. Tongue jutting through his lips, he gasped and wailed a "AHH!" into the darkness, his orgasm still growing even as he tried to tense his asshole to deny entrance. The vine wasn't having it, though, and it's massive bulk of nectar saw its fluid entrance into the lad. It didn't hurt as much as he imagined, and within a few facile strokes he was growing to enjoy it. All that mattered was the stimulation on his dick built up, and so far, it was indescribable. Again, the limbs began to grow. With a shamelessly loud moan, Jack felt his passes expand with them until finally it was so mighty within him it was beginning to sting. Pushing him back slightly hairs breadth on the edge of release, but the lubrication from him and the tentacles made a new assault and soon enough his throat and ass were welcoming their besiegers with submissive...um, gates. Imagining Red and Jillian in his place while he was the growing root enveloping them. "Yes, fuck, more," he moaned quietly, repeatedly. The vine on his dick increased its speed and he bucked his hips madly, desperate to finally cum. In a beat, his toes began to curl, his aching legs contracted, and senses frozen. He was no longer a boy, but a man. The stem on his cock pumped away fiercely, and the ones in his mouth and ass retracted so quickly there was an unmistakable sucking sound from his flesh as it tried to keep them there. Jack cried out, fighting for his left arm so he could finish pleasing himself. He lacked the vigor of a knight, though, and his dick and stinging ass thrummed bitterly, the soreness in his holes and cock were already taking hold, and yet he wanted nothing more than to have those humongous vines, back inside, defiling him. As his heart rate was slowing and the thumping between his legs began to ease, he felt something slithering back between his legs. It prodded at his backdoor, and he recognized it at the first colossal member, and this time he wasn't as scared. Instead of revulsion, he panted hard and tried to thrust his hips toward it. Jack's mind was clouded with lust and feverishness, and yet the beanstalk that held him prisoner behaved like there was no need to rush the joy of the coupling. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sat, 08 Jul 2023 20:04:47 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Jack & the Bawdy Beanstalk
This standalone story is based on the English fairy tale Jack and the
Beanstalk as well as the 2009 film adaptation written by Flip Kobler and
Cindy Marcus, starring Cloin Ford in the lead role. It's also based on the
2014 film version of Stephen Sondheim's 1986 Broadway musical Into the
Woods, with Daniel Huttlestone as Jack.
I was inspired by psychologist Bruno Bettleheim's Freudian analysis of the
fairy tale in his book The Uses of Enchantment (1976) to write this story,
as it explains how the story (particularly the symbolism of the beanstalk)
illustrates a boy's emergence into sexuality and adulthood. I just decided
to add a tentacle erotica theme to it.
I own no rights to the original tale or any of the film versions. If it is
not permitted to read any fiction of this type where you are, stop now.
Thank you.
Questions/comments: [email protected]
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Jack & the Bawdy Beanstalk
© James Jenkins 2023
Jack stared at his candlelit ceiling, upset, and bored. The chorus of
nightly forest dwellers sung on, some kind of late-night lullaby urging him
to call in right now and forget how his mother scolded him earlier, and the
sound of the flowing stream by their house where she tossed the magic beans
just audible enough to be hurtful. The 12 nearly 13-year-old sighed and
rolled onto his side to stare at the wall, glancing at his handmade clock
to check the time. Nearly three in the morning. He already knew the next
day trying to make money at the market was going to be hard, even if he
were to fall asleep now. Swiftly an idea came to him, though. If he was
going to go hungry anyway, why not go out for a bit and find something
worth his mother slapping him in the head about? Jack wondered if his
friend, Red, would be at home. Without even thinking if he'd be disturbing
her sleep first, he slipped from bed and headed for the
window. Fortunately, his room was a safe drop to a hay bale
outside. Sneaking out was exactly what that window was meant for!
The sly youth climbed through the window into the warm moonlit night,
struggling a bit to get his legs to fit. While it might have been ideal for
sneaking out, but he learned from past attempts how not to do it.
The walk to Red Riding Hood's house was relatively short, but a small
thicket of trees separated the two and it was much faster to just go
through them than around them. He'd even braved through the woods in the
daylight and used his late father's axe to cut a small path through them so
the prickly weeds wouldn't be able to scratch his skin as badly. Jack was
brimming with anticipation, his heart thrummed almost unrestrained rapidly
in his chest as he navigated his way over the muddy unfirm ground. In his
head, he then recalled. It was Red, she'd told him yesterday she wasn't
going to be back from her granny's house for another few days and that
she'd visit him once she returned home. Jack's heart sunk and despondency
fell upon him in a cruel gust. He was already halfway to his house,
too. Yet an idea nudged the back of his mind. Red's dear friend Jillian
Squarejaw would be home, and he'd not overlooked how she had a habit of
staring at him when he was visiting. The lean blonde grinned and at the
same time felt foolish for not having thought of it before. Ben and Jack
had a difficult, on again off again relationship that was riddled with
infidelity, mostly on Ben's part, and so he thought of it as a bit of
payback. What goes around comes around.
The bold boy stuck his axe back in his pocket and realized he was a little
lost. He'd been so immersed in his fantasies he hadn't been paying
attention to where he was going, and now he couldn't see the path or his
house anymore. He sighed despondently and shone a shard of reflective
mirror at the dirt path, retracing his steps as well as he could
remember. Just as tears were beginning to sting the corners of his eyes and
fear coursed up on him, a gripping pain in his instep had him fall to the
dirt-covered ground. He'd been caught on a stray tree root, and it was
already turning black. The boy really started to cry then, loud, and
panicked sobs that only someone who was sure they suffered greatly could
make. Not fitting a man? Perhaps, but Jack was a sensitive boy after all.
Drawing himself onto his hands and knees with a strained grunt, only to
feel something frigid wrap itself around his movable instep. Jack howled
and defiantly kicked his leg, but with a sudden forceful tug he was being
dragged along the ground on his front, his black-gray striped shirt was
rolling itself up over his head in the fight and in a hopeless attempt to
keep his dexterity he jostled out of it and tried to reach down and punch
at whatever had him. The unseen attacker on his instep was smooth and felt
sort of like an enormous root, but no amount of scratching his nails into
it seemed to harm it. Jack screamed for help and thrashed, but there was
nothing he could do as it pulled him toward a hollow at the base of the
beanstalk's trunk, and then into its depths.
No amount of kicking and screaming helped, and it ended up making his
stinging joint feel like boiling water. Jack wept as the tendril dangled
him as a slain rabbit in the air, the sound of slickly moving...things
moving under the disturbed earth biting his ears. A few seconds later
another tentacle came along and wrapped itself around his right leg,
fortunately avoiding his sprained instep, and then two more for each arm
and one around his waist. It raised him in a prostrate manner, and he
suddenly felt better without a sharp pain racing through his
limbs. Surprisingly, a fifth one appeared from the darkness and caressed
his white face, wiping away the rivulet of water salt hot tears. All the
green creepers felt oddly crisp and smooth, like they were alive in a more
dragon-like way rather than being a mere root, and eventually Jack steadied
himself and his cries quickly lessened to whining.
It was moor dark and silent aside from the wet sounds of whatever weeds he
was caught in... swerving around him? He never believed roots could move,
but it didn't seem like it was an animal either. He waited for several
minutes in silence and just as he was about to call out, a tiny version of
the big strong stems holding him crept along his crotch, coursing, and
twisting around it like it was a tree trunk to be used for the base. His
skin electrified with tingles, and he panted frightfully as it slid up his
left leg, to his thigh and began to poke around at the end of his pants
leg. Teeth gritted, he whined and tried to kick his legs free, but the
beanstalk was far too strong. What was more unbelievable than anything was
the strange, nectar-like substance the rising stalk thing was coated with,
almost like a honeycomb.
The first normal sized vine was joined by another one the size of an oak
branch that joined in the prodding and yanking on his other leg, and within
three minutes it discovered how to pull his pants off. Jack's mouth went
dry, and he wished he hadn't neglected wearing underwear tonight. The
stunned boy bent his legs at the knees and brought them together as much as
the beanstalk would allow, but the cool underground air still prickled at
his sparsely hairy hole. Heart pounded sporadically and he clenched his
blue eyes shut, encouraging himself to calm down. Whenever Jack was very
nervous or excited, his dick grew tingly. This moment was no different.
It was as though the stems and leaves could breathe in his scent, and even
as he locked his knees together, they wouldn't be challenged. The larger
tendrils around his legs pulled up toward his slim chest and let his legs
closed shut, although the embarrassing position only served to make him
more defenseless. Two tiny creepers, the same ones from before he assumed,
explored around his trembling ass cheeks like a thief looking for a way
in. As soon as the wet tip of one caressed his untouched asshole, Jack
wailed and tried to escape only to find himself completely bound.
The beanstalk seemed to be drinking in knowledge, because the second
tendrils needed no help finding his now steaming sweaty ass. It was
considerate in its jabbing, never doing anything more than soft caresses on
his exterior rim. Heavenly it felt, and Jack felt himself settle into the
touch a bit. No person or sensation had ever paid so much attention to his
ass before- they were too emmeshed within their own appetites.
Eyes bulging, he felt his shirt being tugged on and then pushed up to
expose his chest, which were promptly attacked by two more branch-like
members that attached themselves as leeches onto his nipples
ravenously. Somehow, they sucked like a newborn to a tit, and Jack moaned
loudly both in fear and pleasure. His ass was more loose now, some of the
oily lubricant running down between his ass cheeks, and the stems down
there squirmed and wriggled happily in the liquid. Jack's cock grew harder
as he became hornier, and within just a few minutes the firm shaft
outstretched just about as if sprouting from between his tightly shut anal
lips. His bowl-cut head flung back, and his mouth hung agape, and now
instead of wanting to keep his legs sealed shut, he was fighting to pry
them open.
"Shit...please," he moaned, yet was met with no response.
The small, merciful tentacle that'd been playing with his anal lips drew
back, and he nearly cried out at the deprivation, but the sensation of
something larger and stronger made him shut up. It poked blindly at his
inner thighs, leaving strings of thick liquid on his wet skin anywhere it
touched, before finding its target. Jack's anal gates parted easily for it,
but he quickly realized it was far too powerful for him. Situating its tip
just between his hole, save the very imposing head of it wherever fitting
enough to hold at the opening of his ass, and Jack grew afraid. It was
almost as if it was planning its next move.
Five smaller vines came back, snaking along the shaft of the main one until
they too settled just at the entrance of his hole, and he fidgeted his hips
down onto them just to try and get some sensation back. The giant stem
withdrew, disregarding its lesser vines behind which wanted their turn with
their prey.
One, and then the other slithered slowly into his ass. They were only the
thickness of cooking utensils and so he couldn't feel them much at first,
but then he felt them begin to swell. A deep moan broke him, and he wanted
so badly to lower his hand between his legs to him brutally, begging
penis. To no avail, as the stems still held him rigidly.
The boy's hips bucked and he cried out in frustration as the two creepers
inside him grew slowly from twigs to rolling pins, eventually to the size
of an axe handle. Why wouldn't they just churn him like butter? Jack cried
out for them to fuck him, which earned him nothing but a jolt from the
limbs inside him as they pumped. His orgasm was so close, and it was like
this deviant beanstalk was mocking him.
"Oh my...my God...Please!" The boy roared, bucking his hips against the
writhing stems deep in him.
The beanstalk apparently heard him this time, and they began to pump in and
out of his raw leaking ass one at a time, in stages. Jack was nearly lost
at this point, moaning and squirming and imploring for more, and when he
felt something firm, hot, and rough flick his cock he nearly cried with
aroused joy.
The branches holding his legs together finally relaxed and let him stretch
them apart, and just as he felt the warm thrills of orgasm at the back of
his mind begin to increase, one of the tendrils in his cave closed in and
began to wriggle around at his ass. Tongue jutting through his lips, he
gasped and wailed a "AHH!" into the darkness, his orgasm still growing even
as he tried to tense his asshole to deny entrance. The vine wasn't having
it, though, and it's massive bulk of nectar saw its fluid entrance into the
lad. It didn't hurt as much as he imagined, and within a few facile strokes
he was growing to enjoy it. All that mattered was the stimulation on his
dick built up, and so far, it was indescribable.
Again, the limbs began to grow. With a shamelessly loud moan, Jack felt his
passes expand with them until finally it was so mighty within him it was
beginning to sting. Pushing him back slightly hairs breadth on the edge of
release, but the lubrication from him and the tentacles made a new assault
and soon enough his throat and ass were welcoming their besiegers with
submissive...um, gates. Imagining Red and Jillian in his place while he was
the growing root enveloping them.
"Yes, fuck, more," he moaned quietly, repeatedly. The vine on his dick
increased its speed and he bucked his hips madly, desperate to finally
cum. In a beat, his toes began to curl, his aching legs contracted, and
senses frozen. He was no longer a boy, but a man.
The stem on his cock pumped away fiercely, and the ones in his mouth and
ass retracted so quickly there was an unmistakable sucking sound from his
flesh as it tried to keep them there. Jack cried out, fighting for his left
arm so he could finish pleasing himself. He lacked the vigor of a knight,
though, and his dick and stinging ass thrummed bitterly, the soreness in
his holes and cock were already taking hold, and yet he wanted nothing more
than to have those humongous vines, back inside, defiling him.
As his heart rate was slowing and the thumping between his legs began to
ease, he felt something slithering back between his legs. It prodded at his
backdoor, and he recognized it at the first colossal member, and this time
he wasn't as scared. Instead of revulsion, he panted hard and tried to
thrust his hips toward it. Jack's mind was clouded with lust and
feverishness, and yet the beanstalk that held him prisoner behaved like
there was no need to rush the joy of the coupling.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/jacobs-birthday-smash | Date: Fri, 18 Aug 2023 22:41:44 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Jacob's Birthday smash! It was R&B singer Jacob Latimore's birthday. R&B singer Trevor Jackson and Rapper Diggy Simmons came over to "wish him well". They knocked on the door and, as soon as he opened the door, they bum rushed the door and pushed their way inside. Once inside, they carried Jacob up to his bedroom. Then they laid him across his bed. Jacob struggled with them, but they were a bit stronger than he was. "I don't know why your struggling, Jake," Trevor said. "You know I'm stronger than you." "I'm not gonna let you give me birthday licks!" Jacob said. "Not gonna happen!" "Who said anything about letting?" Diggy said. "We're just gonna do it, whether you want us to or not." Jacob struggled mightily. After a while, he got tired. "They are stronger than me." Jacob thought. "I really need to hit the gym more often." Diggy held Jacob's arms over his head while Trevor pulled off Jacob's shoes and socks. Trevor looked at Jacob's manicured feet and smiled. Diggy cleared his throat loudly. He got Trevor's attention and shook his head "no". "Spoiled sport!" Trevor said. Jacob was wondering what was going on. "While they're distracted," He thought. Maybe I can get free." He tried to use all his muscles. "Where do you think you're going?" Trevor asked. Diggy held onto Jacob's arms a little tighter. "Dammit!" Jacob cursed. "Dammit!" As Diggy held Jacob, Trevor reached around Jacob's waist and unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. Then he slid Jacob's pants down and off. Underneath, Jacob was wearing a pair of red boxer briefs. Trevor lightly slapped Jacob's ass and said, "Nice undies, bruh." Trevor gave Jacob's ass a rough squeeze. "Mmmm." Jacob moaned. "That feels good, doesn't it?" Diggy asked. He looked at Trevor. "What are you waiting for, take them underwear off him, man." "You're just so impatient." Trevor said as he yanked Jacob's boxer briefs off his body. "DAMN!" Diggy and Trevor both said in unison. They looked at each other in shock. "Damn, Jacob! You got a fat ass!" Diggy said. "Jesus Christ!" Trevor said as he grabbed a handful of ass cheek. "Man, you gotta feel this ass. It's so soft!" Diggy reached over and grabbed a handful of Jacob's ass and gave it a good squeeze. Then he slid his middle finger in between Jacob's ass crack. "And, that hole is tight as fuck!" Diggy said. "It won't be that way for long." Trevor said. "I guarantee it!" Then he, gently spread Jacob's ass cheeks apart and forced his face between them. He slid his tongue up Jacob's ass cheeks. Jacob's body tensed up, moaning with pleasure. "OH FFUUCCKK!" Jacob moaned aloud. His body trembled and twitched as Trevor nibbled on Jacob's ass lips. "FUCK!" Trevor spread Jacob's ass cheeks wider and slid his tongue in and out of his hole like a snake. "MMMMMM! GOD DAMN!" Jacob backed his ass up on Trevor's tongue. "OOOH!" Then Diggy bent over and helped Trevor spread Jacob's ass even wider. "I wonder how many fingers can fit in his ass." Diggy said. Trevor smiled wickedly and said, "Let's see." As Diggy held Jacob's ass cheeks wide apart, Trevor slid his pointer finger up Jacob's hole. "Mmmm!' Jacob moaned. "Oooh!" "Well, it looks like he can take a finger up that ass." Diggy said. "Should I slide another finger up there?" Trevor asked. "Yea, man, do it!" Diggy said excitedly. So, Trevor slid a second finger up Jacob's ass. "Oooh ffuucckk!" Jacob moaned, his body trembled with two fingers up his ass. "Let's see what a third finger will do." Trevor said with an evil grin. His slid a third finger up Jacob's ass. "OWWW! SSHHIITT!" Jacob moaned. "MY ASS!" As Trevor played with Jacob's ass, he tried to undo his own pants. Diggy saw him struggle and got off the bed and went over to him. He unbuttoned Trevor's pants and yanked them down to his ankles. Then he got a good look at Trevor's ass. That ass had basketball dimensions! "You got a real fine ass, man." He said to Trevor. Trevor smiled nervously as Diggy yanked down his underwear. Trevor nearly jumped out of his skin when Diggy grabbed his ass cheeks. Trevor thought nervously, "What is this man about to do to me?" Diggy crouched down behind Trevor and licked his ass crack. "Ffuucckk!" Trevor moaned as he continued to finger Jacob's hole. He had managed to get his fingers in to the second knuckle. Jacob's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he moaned aloud. Trevor looked down at Jacob's fat ass and licked his lips. "I think it's time I fucked this ass!" As Diggy began to eat his ass out, Trevor slid his dick up Jacob's hole. "FUCK!" Trevor and Jacob cried out in unison. Trevor had never been eaten out so well and Jacob had never felt a dick Trevor's size go up his ass before. He felt like his ass was being split in two! "My ass!" He moaned. Meanwhile, Trevor felt waves of pleasure as Diggy slid his tongue in and out of Trevor's hole like a snake. "MMMMMM!" Trevor moaned with pleasure. As Diggy tongue fucked his hole, Trevor buried his dick deeper up Jacob's hole. "GOD DAMN!" Jacob hollered. "GOD DAMN!" The more Diggy tongue fucked Trevor's hole, the harder Trevor Jacob fucked Jacob's hole. "Jesus!" Jacob hollered, his toes curled with every thrust of Trevor's muscular hips. "MMMMM!" Jacob tried to run away from the dick but, Trevor wasn't having any of it. H laid on top of Jacob and wrapped his right arm around his neck, holding him in position, asking him, "Where do you think you're going?" Then something happened that Trevor was not expecting. Diggy quickly climbed on his back and slid his dick up Trevor's ass. "OHHH FFUUCCKK!" Trevor moaned. "Damn, this ass is tight!" Diggy exclaimed. There was a little pain as Diggy long stroked Trevor's hole. "FUCK!" Trevor exclaimed. "I want you to fuck him while I fuck you." Diggy whispered into Trevor's ear. "Make it real sexy." After a few minutes, Trevor and Diggy got into a good rhythm as Diggy fucked him while he fucked Jacob. "Damn, this ass is tight!" Trevor said to Jacob. "So is yours, bro!" Diggy said as he gave Trevor's ass cheeks a squeeze. "So is yours." Trevor's ass hole tightened like a vise grip around Diggy's dick. Trevor reached around and grabbed a handful of Diggy's ass. "I love the feel of that plump, juicy booty!" Trevor said. Jacob turned his head to look at Trevor. "And I like yours, too." Jacob smiled broadly. "I'M GONNA CUMMM!" Trevor roared. "Cum in my ass!" Jacob said. Trevor put Jacob in a full nelson hold and piston fucked his hole until he came in Jacob's ass. "AAARRRGGGHHH!" Trevor roared as he shot his load deep up Jacob's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Jacob cried out. He felt Trevor's cum coating his intestines. That shit made Jacob's toes curl! When Trevor and Jacob were calm, Trevor said, "Let's switch positions." As they switched positions, Jacob saw his moment to run. He hopped off the bed and headed for the door. He made it out the door but no further. Trevor tripped him up. "Let's take this outside." Trevor said. They dragged Jacon to his backyard. They found some rope and tied Jacob to a picnic table that was out back. "I'm gonna get you guys for this." Jacob said. "Yea," Trevor said. "But not today!" The way they had Jacob tied up, he was on his back with his legs over his head. His legs and hands were tied to the legs of the picnic table. Diggy slid his finger up Jacob's hole. "Mmmm!" Jacob moaned as his ass lips closed tightly around Diggy's finger. "Well, damn!" Diggy exclaimed as he looked at Trevor. "Tear that ass up!" Trevor said. "Make him feel all that dick!" Diggy rammed his dick up Jacob's asshole. "OH GOD!" Jacob cried out. "OH MY GOD! IT'S SO BIG!" Diggy piston fucked Jacob's hole mercilessly. "OWWW! FFUUCCKK! MMMMMM!" Jacob moaned. He tried to get away from Jacob's big dick, forgetting that he was still tied down to the picnic table. "Where you think you're going?" Diggy asked menacingly. He fucked Jacob's ass harder. "OOOH, FFUUCCKK!" Jacob moaned aloud. Then, suddenly, Jacob started laughing his head off. "HAHAHAHA! NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP!" Jacob said as he laughed his head off. Diggy looked at him strangely. Then he looked up at Trevor. Diggy just shook his head. Trevor was tickling Jacob's bare feet! "You didn't expect me not to tickle these pretty feet, did you?" Trevor said with a naughty grin. Diggy just shook his head and continued to fuck Jacob's hole. After a while, Trevor stopped tickling Jacob and started sucking on his toes. "Mmmm!" Jacob moaned. "Oooh! Ahhh!" At this point, Jacob was losing his mind. He was getting his toes sucked and he was getting fucked down! He was in heaven! Jacob tried to jerk his dick. Then he remembered he was tied up. Please, guys, let me jerk off!" He begged. Trevor jerked his dick. "FUCK! OH YES! DON'T STOP!" That's when Trevor stopped and said, "I don't think so!" Then, after a minute or two, Trevor jerked Jacob's dick for a few minutes. Then he, abruptly stopped. He was really torturing Jacob. He looked like was gonna lose his mind. "I'll let you cum on one condition." "What's that?" Jacob asked. Trevor smiled evilly and said, "We get to give you your birthday licks." "Alright! Alright!" Jacob said. So, Diggy and Trevor untied Jacob from the picnic table. Then Trevor grabbed Jacob's dick while Diggy played with Jacob's nipples. Jacob's toes curled and his eyes went into the back of his head. "I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Jacob's cum came out like a volcano. It squirted everywhere! Trevor and Diggy looked at each other in shock. It took a minute for Jacob to calm down. When he was finally spent, he just turned onto his stomach. "My ass is all yours!" Diggy and Trevor took turns spanking Jacob's ass twenty-seven times each. "And one to grow on!" Diggy and Trevor said in unison as they gave him one last lick at the same time! The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 18 Aug 2023 22:41:44 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Jacob's Birthday smash!
It was R&B singer Jacob Latimore's birthday. R&B singer Trevor Jackson
and Rapper Diggy Simmons came over to "wish him well". They knocked on
the door and, as soon as he opened the door, they bum rushed the door and
pushed their way inside. Once inside, they carried Jacob up to his
bedroom. Then they laid him across his bed. Jacob struggled with them,
but they were a bit stronger than he was.
"I don't know why your struggling, Jake," Trevor said. "You know I'm
stronger than you." "I'm not gonna let you give me birthday licks!"
Jacob said. "Not gonna happen!" "Who said anything about letting?"
Diggy said. "We're just gonna do it, whether you want us to or not."
Jacob struggled mightily. After a while, he got tired. "They are
stronger than me." Jacob thought. "I really need to hit the gym more
often."
Diggy held Jacob's arms over his head while Trevor pulled off Jacob's
shoes and socks. Trevor looked at Jacob's manicured feet and smiled.
Diggy cleared his throat loudly. He got Trevor's attention and shook
his head "no". "Spoiled sport!" Trevor said. Jacob was wondering
what was going on. "While they're distracted," He thought. Maybe I
can get free." He tried to use all his muscles. "Where do you think
you're going?" Trevor asked. Diggy held onto Jacob's arms a little
tighter. "Dammit!" Jacob cursed. "Dammit!"
As Diggy held Jacob, Trevor reached around Jacob's waist and unbuttoned
and unzipped his pants. Then he slid Jacob's pants down and off.
Underneath, Jacob was wearing a pair of red boxer briefs. Trevor lightly
slapped Jacob's ass and said, "Nice undies, bruh." Trevor gave
Jacob's ass a rough squeeze. "Mmmm." Jacob moaned. "That feels
good, doesn't it?" Diggy asked. He looked at Trevor. "What are you
waiting for, take them underwear off him, man."
"You're just so impatient." Trevor said as he yanked Jacob's boxer
briefs off his body. "DAMN!" Diggy and Trevor both said in unison.
They looked at each other in shock. "Damn, Jacob! You got a fat ass!"
Diggy said. "Jesus Christ!" Trevor said as he grabbed a handful of ass
cheek. "Man, you gotta feel this ass. It's so soft!" Diggy reached
over and grabbed a handful of Jacob's ass and gave it a good squeeze.
Then he slid his middle finger in between Jacob's ass crack. "And, that
hole is tight as fuck!" Diggy said. "It won't be that way for long."
Trevor said. "I guarantee it!" Then he, gently spread Jacob's ass
cheeks apart and forced his face between them. He slid his tongue up
Jacob's ass cheeks. Jacob's body tensed up, moaning with pleasure.
"OH FFUUCCKK!" Jacob moaned aloud. His body trembled and twitched as
Trevor nibbled on Jacob's ass lips. "FUCK!" Trevor spread Jacob's ass
cheeks wider and slid his tongue in and out of his hole like a snake.
"MMMMMM! GOD DAMN!" Jacob backed his ass up on Trevor's tongue.
"OOOH!" Then Diggy bent over and helped Trevor spread Jacob's ass
even wider. "I wonder how many fingers can fit in his ass." Diggy
said. Trevor smiled wickedly and said, "Let's see."
As Diggy held Jacob's ass cheeks wide apart, Trevor slid his pointer
finger up Jacob's hole. "Mmmm!' Jacob moaned. "Oooh!" "Well, it
looks like he can take a finger up that ass." Diggy said. "Should I
slide another finger up there?" Trevor asked. "Yea, man, do it!"
Diggy said excitedly. So, Trevor slid a second finger up Jacob's ass.
"Oooh ffuucckk!" Jacob moaned, his body trembled with two fingers up
his ass. "Let's see what a third finger will do." Trevor said with an
evil grin. His slid a third finger up Jacob's ass. "OWWW!
SSHHIITT!" Jacob moaned. "MY ASS!"
As Trevor played with Jacob's ass, he tried to undo his own pants.
Diggy saw him struggle and got off the bed and went over to him. He
unbuttoned Trevor's pants and yanked them down to his ankles. Then he
got a good look at Trevor's ass. That ass had basketball dimensions!
"You got a real fine ass, man." He said to Trevor. Trevor smiled
nervously as Diggy yanked down his underwear. Trevor nearly jumped out
of his skin when Diggy grabbed his ass cheeks. Trevor thought nervously,
"What is this man about to do to me?"
Diggy crouched down behind Trevor and licked his ass crack.
"Ffuucckk!" Trevor moaned as he continued to finger Jacob's hole. He
had managed to get his fingers in to the second knuckle. Jacob's eyes
rolled into the back of his head as he moaned aloud. Trevor looked down
at Jacob's fat ass and licked his lips. "I think it's time I fucked
this ass!"
As Diggy began to eat his ass out, Trevor slid his dick up Jacob's
hole. "FUCK!" Trevor and Jacob cried out in unison. Trevor had never
been eaten out so well and Jacob had never felt a dick Trevor's size go
up his ass before. He felt like his ass was being split in two! "My
ass!" He moaned. Meanwhile, Trevor felt waves of pleasure as Diggy slid
his tongue in and out of Trevor's hole like a snake. "MMMMMM!" Trevor
moaned with pleasure. As Diggy tongue fucked his hole, Trevor buried his
dick deeper up Jacob's hole. "GOD DAMN!" Jacob hollered. "GOD DAMN!"
The more Diggy tongue fucked Trevor's hole, the harder Trevor Jacob
fucked Jacob's hole. "Jesus!" Jacob hollered, his toes curled with
every thrust of Trevor's muscular hips. "MMMMM!" Jacob tried to run
away from the dick but, Trevor wasn't having any of it. H laid on top
of Jacob and wrapped his right arm around his neck, holding him in
position, asking him, "Where do you think you're going?"
Then something happened that Trevor was not expecting. Diggy quickly
climbed on his back and slid his dick up Trevor's ass. "OHHH
FFUUCCKK!" Trevor moaned. "Damn, this ass is tight!" Diggy
exclaimed. There was a little pain as Diggy long stroked Trevor's
hole. "FUCK!" Trevor exclaimed. "I want you to fuck him while I fuck
you." Diggy whispered into Trevor's ear. "Make it real sexy."
After a few minutes, Trevor and Diggy got into a good rhythm as Diggy
fucked him while he fucked Jacob. "Damn, this ass is tight!" Trevor
said to Jacob. "So is yours, bro!" Diggy said as he gave Trevor's ass
cheeks a squeeze. "So is yours." Trevor's ass hole tightened like a
vise grip around Diggy's dick. Trevor reached around and grabbed a
handful of Diggy's ass. "I love the feel of that plump, juicy booty!"
Trevor said. Jacob turned his head to look at Trevor. "And I like
yours, too." Jacob smiled broadly.
"I'M GONNA CUMMM!" Trevor roared. "Cum in my ass!" Jacob said.
Trevor put Jacob in a full nelson hold and piston fucked his hole until
he came in Jacob's ass. "AAARRRGGGHHH!" Trevor roared as he shot his
load deep up Jacob's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Jacob cried out. He felt
Trevor's cum coating his intestines. That shit made Jacob's toes
curl! When Trevor and Jacob were calm, Trevor said, "Let's switch
positions."
As they switched positions, Jacob saw his moment to run. He hopped off
the bed and headed for the door. He made it out the door but no
further. Trevor tripped him up. "Let's take this outside." Trevor
said. They dragged Jacon to his backyard. They found some rope and tied
Jacob to a picnic table that was out back. "I'm gonna get you guys for
this." Jacob said. "Yea," Trevor said. "But not today!"
The way they had Jacob tied up, he was on his back with his legs over his
head. His legs and hands were tied to the legs of the picnic table.
Diggy slid his finger up Jacob's hole. "Mmmm!" Jacob moaned as his
ass lips closed tightly around Diggy's finger. "Well, damn!" Diggy
exclaimed as he looked at Trevor. "Tear that ass up!" Trevor said.
"Make him feel all that dick!" Diggy rammed his dick up Jacob's
asshole. "OH GOD!" Jacob cried out. "OH MY GOD! IT'S SO BIG!"
Diggy piston fucked Jacob's hole mercilessly.
"OWWW! FFUUCCKK! MMMMMM!" Jacob moaned. He tried to get away from
Jacob's big dick, forgetting that he was still tied down to the picnic
table. "Where you think you're going?" Diggy asked menacingly. He
fucked Jacob's ass harder. "OOOH, FFUUCCKK!" Jacob moaned aloud.
Then, suddenly, Jacob started laughing his head off. "HAHAHAHA! NO!
HAHAHAHA! STOP!" Jacob said as he laughed his head off. Diggy looked at
him strangely. Then he looked up at Trevor. Diggy just shook his head.
Trevor was tickling Jacob's bare feet!
"You didn't expect me not to tickle these pretty feet, did you?"
Trevor said with a naughty grin. Diggy just shook his head and continued
to fuck Jacob's hole. After a while, Trevor stopped tickling Jacob and
started sucking on his toes. "Mmmm!" Jacob moaned. "Oooh! Ahhh!"
At this point, Jacob was losing his mind. He was getting his toes sucked
and he was getting fucked down! He was in heaven!
Jacob tried to jerk his dick. Then he remembered he was tied up.
Please, guys, let me jerk off!" He begged. Trevor jerked his dick.
"FUCK! OH YES! DON'T STOP!" That's when Trevor stopped and said,
"I don't think so!" Then, after a minute or two, Trevor jerked
Jacob's dick for a few minutes. Then he, abruptly stopped. He was
really torturing Jacob. He looked like was gonna lose his mind. "I'll
let you cum on one condition." "What's that?" Jacob asked. Trevor
smiled evilly and said, "We get to give you your birthday licks."
"Alright! Alright!" Jacob said. So, Diggy and Trevor untied Jacob
from the picnic table. Then Trevor grabbed Jacob's dick while Diggy
played with Jacob's nipples. Jacob's toes curled and his eyes went
into the back of his head. "I'M GONNA CUMMMM!" Jacob's cum came out
like a volcano. It squirted everywhere! Trevor and Diggy looked at each
other in shock. It took a minute for Jacob to calm down. When he was
finally spent, he just turned onto his stomach. "My ass is all yours!"
Diggy and Trevor took turns spanking Jacob's ass twenty-seven times
each. "And one to grow on!" Diggy and Trevor said in unison as they
gave him one last lick at the same time!
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/a-bat-family-affair | Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2023 23:35:21 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: A Bat Family Affair To all my fans/readers, I apologize for being on hiatus for such a long time as personal and private matters have taken up much of it. Still, I wanted to be able to publish a new story with the time I have available. This standalone story (written via request) is based on the 2014 animated superhero movie "Son of Batman." I was very excited to write this as I have always had a huge crush on Damian Wayne and had planned on writing a story involving him for some time now. Of course, all characters and place names are copyrighted by DC Entertainment. The screenplay is the property of Joe R. Lansdale and the story's by James Robinson. I do not own the products mentioned in the story either. As always if you enjoyed this story, let me know. Also, if you are offended or shouldn't be reading stories featuring underage boys having sex (especially incest), stop now and proceed no further. To the rest of you, I hope you enjoy it. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Questions/comments: [email protected] A Bat Family Affair © James Jenkins 2023 Bruce Wayne was residing in the Bat Cave as usual preparing for the evening's current mission. He had eaten dinner two hours earlier and he was now watching his sidekicks Dick and Damian in the training hall and admiring them. "Maybe now they can start to bond together instead of bicker at every turn." Dick his adopted son was the first to walk into the training hall, he was trying to secure his hand tape as he walked into the specially equipped area for hand-to-hand practice. The 45-year-old billionaire industrialist just smiled at him on screen. The young man pantingly wiped his hands on a white towel, and he then walked over to his admirer's view of sight. The suave black slightly gray-haired Dark Knight slyly smiled at him. He licked his lips doing so. Bruce audaciously took hold of his crotch and pictured he was doing it for his promising successor. The sonorous personality imagined boldly placing his big hands on those full ass cheeks and he squeezed them tightly. Causing Bruce to moan out in a little pain. The 5'11" muscular heartthrob passionately fantasized whispering into Dick's ear. "Now be a little gentler with me sport, you were a little rough with me last night and my ass is still a little sore." Fantasy Dick rapaciously smiled warmly at his mentor then he said to him. "You didn't object last night in fact I'll bet you begged me to be savage if my memory serves me right." Just then Damian, his 12-year-old son walked into the locker room, and he asked them both with slightly flushed cheeks, having gotten more of an eyeful of his brother that he wanted to keep secret. "Who was begging for what?" Bruce smiled at his previously unknown son who appeared on the scene and said of him. "Nothing son, your brother was just being emotional as usual." But the seemingly unphased man gave the kid a wicked smile as he finished folding his black jeans and put them in his Nike knapsack. Dick and Damian both sat down on the cold benches and started to try at having a conversation. Bruce in a subdued tone asked directed at Damian "Why were you spying on your brother on the way down to the training hall?" The tone muscled young assassin absentmindedly smiled unaware at the fact his father was watching then said aloud to himself. "I heard a lot of moans and groans as you drew closer to the locker room door. You were clearly rubbing one out as I passed." Dick almost nearly choked on the water bottle he had been drinking and he defiantly spat it everywhere. Their amused fan couldn't help but to chuckle at his son's last remark. Bruce half irritated gave both his son and second-in-command a ticked off look. Stirring with arousal, he quickly picked up an extra towel and he started to wipe up the water which had gone everywhere on the blue tile floor. However, Dick and Damian both exchanged knowing looks with each other when their audience wasn't looking. Bruce then reached to the side table on his left for a small cotton cloth and said to them both. "He was most likely seeing to his morning routine. That's why he looks so flustered." His father just smirked at him, but he knew better than to say anything to the stubbornly proud boy. Dick catches Damian's beguiled gaze out of the corner of his eye and breaks the kid's relishing-engulfed gaze asking mildly disturbed "What're you looking at?" The crimson tone that began to rise in Damian's cheeks wasn't lost on him either. "Something catch your attention?" he inquired in a more intimidating voice that made the younger male squirm as Dick drew closer towards him. "No!" Damian snapped while failing to tear his eyes away from the size of his frenemy's obviously awesome presence. "I don't know what you're talking about," he replied shakily and not int the haughty attitude Dick privately had a love-hate affinity for. "Hey, don't sweat it kid-you're not the first one who's ever been curious to see how a man matures." Dick cocks his head and beads his eyes in the direction of the now panicked boy's own erection, which sent brief yet clear tremors beneath his black spandex shorts. "No, don't even think..." Damian's third futile objection was stilled as Dick's hand reached for the bottom of the boy's black shirt and pulled it off the bewildered painfully hardened youth in one swift move. "Here we go," Dick said as he cast if off behind his back. "Wh-what's this all about?" Damian asked, wincing as his bulge began to behave like an unruly attack dog desperate to break free. The shame making him bend his upper body forward. Dick took position where he was at eye level with the boy who always tried to be master of his emotions and keep temptation at bay. "It's about helping you step into manhood-the right way," Dick answered as Damian's perplexed face shot up at him. "Maybe for you, but a warrior shouldn't- "the distraught kid was cut off again as Dick got on his knees before him. `Don't feel terrible man, you shouldn't let your body's needs and wants throw you off." "Easier said than done," Damian answered barely encouraged as Dick now began to remove his black training Adidas. "No really, I know how it feels.' Dick's calm yet auspicious tone didn't falter. "I try-not to think about it," Damian nearly laughed at himself as the memories of many past awkward erections he fought off only stirred his boner more. "You got to treat your body like a temple, right?" Dick asked as he removed the kid's right shoe. "Yeah..." a chord was struck emotionally in Damian as both is shoes were now off. Dick imparted wisdom he learned when he was the kid's age. "Lots of idiots want to parade themselves like they're the Adonis in a class of girls when their shit isn't even longer than a Bic pen." Damian rose from the bench, wanting to storm out of this conversation that creeped out yet stimulated his senses with no means of resistance. Dick followed suit, quickly noting the kid's own promising display. "They pale compared to what you've got going on," he said gesturing to Damian's crotch as the boy hadn't even taken his shorts off yet. "Lemme give you a hand with these," he offered as the kid watched those wonderfully big hands grip on the waist band and pulled them down. "Fuck..." Damian murmured between clenched teeth before answering more clearly with a forced "Thanks." "Is this cool?" Dick asked as he drew down on his knees again, bringing the kid's shorts along too yet didn't want to scare the shit out of him. "Yeah...it's fine..." Damian's own hands seemed to follow Dick's as his shorts were pooled at his feet and found himself seated on the bench again, as the cavalier guy disposed of them. "You know I've been kinda watching you since dad brought you home." "Really?" Damian's interest in the idea of having Dick's attention hardly dulled his dubious mind. "Yeah," Dick replied as his face briefly looked down to the floor-a scene Damian couldn't help in denying he had rubbed one out many nights with on his mind. "That's weird, I've uh...been uh watching you too." Damian's eyes partly lidded as he gazed at Dick's fine back like it belonged to a Renaissance statue. "Oh yeah?" Dick asked straightening his torso, locking eyes with those of the impassioned boy who leaned his upper body forward. "Yeah," Damian's now humbled tone was all the confirmation Dick needed as he threw the shorts aside, wedged himself in between the boy's legs, and their lips joined in a kiss both never would've believed would bind them this close. Damian's left arm wrapped round Dick's shoulders as the touching of their lips made audible sounds in the locker room, enough to have Bruce brimming with more pride and foreplay than he could ever recall. Dick held Damian's hips as their kiss deepened before his hands closed around the kid's neck then glided all over the boy's body. Before long, his underwear was removed, and Dick's shirt followed within seconds as Damian threw it off to the right before leaning back down on the bench. He came upon the kid's lefthand side, marveling at the beauty of the repressed yet beautifully needy cockle, all while tugging his own shorts down to unveil a curved yet domineering blade to the now horny youth. Damian stroked his meat at least four times before Dick took hold of it and enclosed his voracious mouth around the prize he'd been pinning for. It certainly was magnificent enough of a turning point which drove Bruce to bolt up from his seat and storm out of the Bat Cave down to the locker room. This was a show he really wanted the best view of. "Oh yeah..." Damian uttered as he raised his head up high enough to see Dick blowing him with a sword swallower's ease before resting it back on the bench lulled. Dick sucked on Damian with increased fervor, drinking in the kid's moans like they were a symphony orchestra. The boy stroked Dick's left arm as his brain swam languidly from the relieving sweet power his frenemy's oral administrations brought to his tense erogenous zones. "Oh more...yeah!" the boy moaned louder, gasping with each bob Dick graced his increasingly solidifying member. He slapped the show off's bare ass in time with each suck, encouraging Dick to pay homage that he was well suited to give. "AH YES!" Damian seethed as Dick's mouth encompassed his length down to the balls, back up to the pinkish head. "Ah fuck yeah!" The boy hissed, unsuspecting that on the inside of the entrance door, out of view, his father was watching them with unadulterated joy amidst continuing to please himself. Every delicious moan Damian made in sync with Dick's muffled ones set off Bruce's nerves like fireworks as his teeth pressed hard into his lower lip, lest he get busted and interrupt the boys fun time. "Oh my...shit..." Damian shuddered nearly out of breath, astounded that his willpower was nothing compared to the engulfing thrill Dick's heated mouth brought to him. So strong he had to wrap his right arm around his crush's back as the adoration shown to his cock built up speed. Damian raised his head up as high as he could and then grasped the back of Dick's head, forcing the handsome whore to devour him down to the hilt. Bruce's eyes bust wide on seeing this, glad that his son inherited the Wayne zeal to grab and control what they desire. His own marble-heavy penis felt hot as a nuclear reactor about to have a meltdown. Damian gyrated his hips forcing his length up relentlessly into Dick's mouth. He wishes he had his private camera to record this moment, while his father's heart palpitated at the fact, which he already had that taken care of. "AHHH YEAH!!!" Damian cried louder as the blow job Dick gave him now had the full sweeping euphoria of a religious experience. "Oh yeah, take that mighty cock," the boy ordered. A command Dick gladly took as his lips sealed around the boy's agitated member, sensing how sensitive he was now. "Mmm yeah...oh fuck yeah!" Damian's hand pressed down on the back of Dick's neck before it slipped off. The older youth didn't so much as pause as he reached down to grasp his own neglected canon needing to be polished. The tip of Bruce's tongue darted between his lips watching his adopted son be a skilled multi-tasker. It continued for another two minutes until it struck Dick that Damian now needed his turn, The boy kneeled before his dreamy rival, eyes closed as he kissed the fattened head of that steel-hard appendage. Bruce's own legs nearly buckled catching sight of that as his daredevil son snaked it in and out of his mouth. The thin clear string of Dick's pre-cum hanging between the tip and Damian's lips just about made the Batman go faint. Dick stood up against a nearby column, arms crossed behind his back as Damian simultaneously blew and stroked him off effortlessly. Not one to be bested, Dick grabbed the kid by the back of the hair, driving him to bounce harder on his cock, only to release him just as quickly. Shamelessly absorbed by the flawless yet still mildly novice performance Damian gave, Dick's head hung low with his mouth agape in the pleasure of the kid teasing his manhood, only to suck on it as if it were the fruit of Eden ready to flood his mouth with its juices. Damian briefly broke off Dick's pole, loving how his brother's back trailed up and down the column by whim of his lustful yearning to rule him. A quality not going unnoticed by their father, who smeared his own pre-ejaculatory drips down and around the furiously sun-heated schlong. Dick wagged his leaning cock in front of Damian who teased the head with his tongue like a thirsty hound. The same line of precum dangling from his lips had Bruce about to pound a fist of the left wall, yet he found the restraint to hold back and watched Damian embrace his brother's phallus again, head jutting up and down it as if the boy was listening to music via headphones. The only track being played were Dick's captivated moans. Nightwing grinned as Damian's mouth played with his tip before getting back to their exercise. "Oh yeah, suck that cock good fuck..." Dick gleefully commented. Both he and their spying dad were equally turned on that Damian was pumping his own pork sword as he did so. The boy drew away for a moment, left hand still tight around his member as he looked up at the rapturously enslaved degenerate's silly face, hungry and partly ticked off. Damian said nothing as he sheathed Dick's wang back in again. Each swift jerk and bob made his partner wince so pleadingly yet beautifully. It launched chills crawling up Bruce's limbs as he savored the expression, having felt it himself during his own boarding school days. Dick stroked Damian's back with his right hand, feeling the explosion to come getting closer, he swore the kid would suck his ramrod clean off and not even feel it. His left hand followed along with a cry that made Damian pull back and Bruce stop mid-stroke. The momentary silence between his sons and their pulsating cocks signaled that it was now time for the best exercise trial yet. As Damian laid flat on the bench and Dick got on top of him, his mouth overarching the young mighty slong again, Bruce licked his lips before slowly pumping his own to the final act. The boys 69 scene all but made his heart crack at the rebellious yet wholehearted understanding between his sons as they sucked one another's wood like ice cream pops. Damian firmly held Dick's sides as he secured a good hold on the knob with his lips. He felt his brother's left leg bend up and rest near his head to keep balance. Still, they continued sucking, determined to make the other cum first, if not to claim the sought after flavor both fantasized the other of having. The smell of intermingled sweat, pubes, spit, and warm jizz yet to fly drove the boys on. All while Bruce felt his own resolve start to weaken yet wanted to have the memory of this blessed time marked with his own release. "Damn it, yeah!" Dick groaned briefly as Damian took a breath before drawing that pipe back in as it practically was a slave to his mouth already. Eyes elatedly closed without caring that unwelcome eyes were audience to this sacred rite they couldn't imagine happening again-yet minus their conflicting feelings wanted to. In and out, up and down their mouths and bodies moved in a unison Bruce noted highly brought to form through their individual combat training. How phenomenal it was to see it displayed in their sexual characters as well. Damian's left hand briefly rubbed on the back of Dick's trimmed pubes before reaching back to his side. The boy loved the choked feeling of sucking on his brother's well-endowed girth, yet his musty body odor was a special aphrodisiac all its own. "Ah yeah," he managed while taking a breath grinningly before Dick silenced the kid again. Even Bruce felt a jolt of amusement at that. His eldest son has a penchant for playing rough, and Damian always mentioned that he never crossed an opponent to match him. Today, however, it appeared he did learn about humility at last. Legs splayed open; Damian nearly convulsed as Dick's mouth enclosed back round his shaft as he did to the one very close to climax. Bruce's strokes propelled him to the peak of bursting and then clam as he kept pace with his sons. "Oh, fuck yeah..." Damian called out before being stifled again by Dick's bacon bazooka. With every groan he made merited another bob from his brother. Dick decided to really torment him by drawing the kid's cock in and out between blows, knowing the high-and-mighty little fucker's face had to be strawberry red over it, first on the tip then halfway down the shaft. Three more sucks were enough to bring about the geyser burst of jizz both wanted from the other, yet it came to a draw as they drank one another's load. Suddenly they both stopped and silently looked at each other with pleased yet competitive faces. "Not bad skills you got kid," Dick complimented him with a grin. "Now you've gotten firsthand experience on how fantastic a man's cock can be." He brought his tongue to the right side of Damian's meat and flicked it, eliciting a giggle from the boy. It was at that point Bruce curbed a growl as his release came free, splattering around his fist and staining the already sweaty cotton of his briefs. Thankfully he didn't lose his footing, or else the afterglow of the moment would've been ruined for all of them. Yet he did dare a peek to see the two-sitting facing each other, lapping away the cum from one another's faces until they were sparkly clean. A minute of deepening quietness followed before Damian tried to speak again yet Dick raised a hand up. "You don't have to say anything...Damian. I get it. Right now, you feel like you don't know yourself anymore and that you can't stay true to your principles while giving into your wants. But I want you to know that's not true. No one can choose who or what you feel attracted to. No matter which sex, if you ever do need a shoulder to lean on- just keep in mind it will never turn you away." Dick rested a hand on Damian's left shoulder not just to mark his sincerity, but because beneath the kid's spartan exterior was a child not wanting to go the distance alone. Neither of them could've known that scene humbled Bruce almost to the same degree as when he had begun exploring his sexual curiosities and received steadfast support and comfort when he dreaded rejection and ridicule in his mid to late teens. As he slowly slipped out the door back into the shadows, Bruce knew Damian would still have sexually divisive trials and questions -- ones that would require the helping hand, guidance, and devotion-as only a father could give. The crew cut-haired youth just smiled at his dad then said to him "Whatever you say Dick, you know best." Richard "Dick" John Grayson, his 28-year-old protégée, was slowly laid on his bed following the encounter with a big smile of relief on his face. His strong hands were covered with his cum as he had just knocked out a big load of spunk. He instinctually got his Dude body cloths out of his side table draw and he eagerly started to clean himself up. After he was cleaned, he sprayed Old Spice deodorant all over his body-including his 6 pack. Teasingly he slipped on a pair of loose shorts and a tight black T shirt and went down to get some training hours in. Damian just smiled at him from behind the rim of a book he was reading as Dick walked into the locker room. The young man with short in length jet black hair, slightly longer with bangs just stopped in the doorway of the locker room and wondered why Damian was looking at him so strangely. Bruce towards the middle of the show quickly broke the tension in the locker room psychically. He had smiled at his son and mouthed to him. "Inch closer to him on the bench," he remembered whispering under his breath. The eldest had placed his extra hand tape beside the boy. However, his frenemy could not resist asking him. "How's your morning routine going?" Damian unexpectedly had burst out laughing and his brother also started to grin at him. Dick in a beat realized that his brother must have heard him pleasuring himself as he crept down to the locker room to glance at his 7.5" saber. He surprisingly flushed bright red in his face and in a mumbled voice he said to them. "Oh, fuck you." Bruce outrightly gave his adopted and biological sons another one of his stern looks and they both instantly fell silent. He mouthed to them with an advising face "Get on with your training before tonight's objective." Just then Bruce heard an unexpected ping coming into his expansive private inbox and he went to read it. The tactical entrancing high-society son curiously started to look through the email as he slowly palmed his painful hard-on. Three of the messages were for him. Another one was for his protegee, and one was for his son. He generously sent everybody their respective messages. Bruce ostentatiously got comfortable again before the monitor screen and he started to read his emails-stroking his length in-between. They were nothing out of the ordinary one a foundation gratitude and two sponsorship requests. Bruce then glanced up to ascertain whom Dick's message was from. He could see the youth was reading it very carefully and he had a very concentrated expression on his face as he read it. Finally, he looked in closer at his son. He then just forwarded the message over to him. Bruce got the email from his protegee, and he wholeheartedly started to read it. Damian and Dick had been oblivious to all of this as they both were still getting undressed together. The Batman intrigued looked back at his initial charge and he then texted him: Do you have a subscription to something I'm not aware of? With both Damian and Dick both equally intrigued, their attention captured. Dick cleared his throat and explained to his brother that he had been exploring and experimenting in his sexuality pre-puberty. He rapaciously read, watched, and spoke to different sources of information in moments of confusion. He often went abroad on his studies under a pretense he wanted to broaden his mind on love between men, yet always brought back something special to ease his transition into manhood. The orphaned boy who emerged into a hero gave them some confidence so he could freely explore the intimate side of life without shame. Bruce taken aback looked back at the message and replied to his son: So why does this acquaintance want to see you in his office this afternoon, all he says in this message is about something he wanted you to have? Dick just looked at the questioning reply and he shrugged his shoulders. The cavalier square-jawed vigilante was just about to have the same reaction. When the Wayne patriarch noticed the time on the bat clock on the rocky wall. He then said "Damn, I'm going to be late for that charity auction I almost forgot." Half pissed not being able to rub it out, he then got up went into the hallway and he got his suit jacket. He then messaged Damian back informing him: If you want a lift to Barnes & Noble, you'd best hurry up. Dick set about cleaning the training hall after a short break. He then spent a few hours at home reviewing tonight's plan before he went to see some of his friends. Bruce advised him in a new text message: You'd better start looking for an inconspicuous job or attend college before your present cover story will be too hard to maintain. Dick still hadn't decided whether he was going to go to Gotham University or try and get a job in the police force. Ironically, he found himself dedicating the night in his dorm, studying for an upcoming symbology exam of all things Bruce was in the theater room watching one of his favorite hero movies on TV-The Mark of Zorro- when Damian came in after he satisfied his nightly dose of reading. He took off his hoodie then he walked into the semi-dark room. He curbed the urge to lustfully kiss Bruce on his right cheek then he sat down in a chair beside him. Bruce noticed that he had a very conflicted expression on his face. The suspicious Janus taken aback asked him. "Why have you been distant tonight than usual?" Half dazed by the swashbuckling on screen, Damian raised an eyebrow and asked him in a ploy. "Lonely Dick's not here for you to gloat at?" With mild chagrin Bruce told him that "Your brother's has had tough circumstances, but he's more than you think." Knowing full well the young man he loved as his own blood would rather occupy his time with more intimate pursuits. Damian just smiled to himself. He remembered the last time Dick took him out for a driving lesson in the Batmobile. After a rather contemptuous session, he had decided never ever again. The boy admittedly was a relentless wolf behind the wheel, yet he wished his brother success in whatever his path called him, provided it didn't part them. He then answered his dad's question. He cleared his throat and told him that he had been watching a podcast concerning puberty, mainly the size of the male girth, before coming home. Bruce immediately grew concerned he asked him "Is everything alright?" Trying not to think back on his first time with Dick, Damian endearingly gave his dad a reassuring smile and said to him "Yeah, I've learned to cope with it. But there was a different problem." Bruce just looked at him with a very aware expression on his stoic introspective face. The boy smiled once more at him and asked him with light suspicion "Is there something you want to talk to me about...dad?" Taking a sip from the wine glass to his right, he told him "I'm sorry-I had totally forgotten how much alike we are, but different too." Yet he relentlessly asked him, not one for hiding die secrets "What made you and Dick suddenly grow closer all of a sudden?" In a beat, Damian swiftly got up and he went over to the bar at the other end of the private theater, and he calmly poured himself a ginger ale and Bruce a very large and strong whiskey. Damian stridently came back, and he handed him the drink. Relieved, he gladly took a large gulp of his own drink and then sat back down opposite his father. As the film continued, Damian smirked and explained to him what Dick had told him before he left. First, he told him that lately at home and in school he felt his cock start to grow at random, uncontrollably. Partly nerve-wracked, he told his father that secretly he had been ogling his classmates in P.E. while at the same time measuring himself in private-wondering how big he'd be as a man. At this point it was Bruce's turn to take a large drink. In fact, he downed it in one gulp. Damian also downed his glass. He got up in a flash and refilled them both once more. When he sat back down, he then said to Bruce nervously. "But there's a catch that's why I mentioned the podcast first." Bruce was so concerned at this stage that his dominant hand was shaking. He had to put his glass down before he spilt it. He nervously asked him conflictingly. "What was the catch and why have you been so reluctant being around your brother so badly?" Damian exhaled and told him that "I looked at every source to see if I could get help for my...interest in cock size. But none told me that it wouldn't be possible as I just don't know what I'm feeling." Bruce was for the first time ever since his own tedious steps into manhood, totally confused. "Why do you think it's a problem to be curious about another guy's length?" he asked him. Half amused and unhinged Dick smiled at his mentor and told him. "That was the problem I couldn't tell anyone about. If it wasn't brought about from a book I read or artwork I saw-it was certain people, I know. IF it was a boy, then I'd try to fight the urge and if it was a girl, then I watch or read foreign erotica." This was his favorite pastime. "In the time since our paths crossed, I rarely breathed a word of this to anyone. Otherwise, the insane weight of shame would've been too much, and I wouldn't be able to face or be close to anyone." Bruce was silent for ten minutes; he was letting everything his charge had explained to him sink into his mind. When he did speak, he sounded more understanding than Damian expected. He said to him "With all that money and power we cannot help the Darkside in us all. There's no way you can wash it away and it must be on your terms so I can't fight this battle for you-but can share the torture though. From what I saw you and Dick delve into together, doesn't surprise me at all." Damian quizzingly looked at him and blanched partly shocked at his dad. He hadn't considered that possibility. The world-weary anonymous hero looked at him and said unconvinced "You shouldn't be ashamed. You're not the first one to test the waters of their sexuality, much less to let another man that close into your private web." Surprisingly Damian smiled at him and answered, "It wouldn't be with a total stranger." Bruce curtly and directly reminded him that "You need to be careful not to become what you fear most-or be corrupted by your passions." Damian smiled near tears at his dad and told him, "It would be the one who knows me best or as close to me as family." Bruce passion now fiery stirred demanded to know "Who do you have in mind?" Seemingly awestruck Damian smiled at him, and he just said with humble honesty. "You. Oh, just to be on the safe side you could hook up Dick too...if you want." Silently Damian and Bruce had one tense conversation each trying to persuade the other that the idea was totally depraved. Picturing his father standing imposingly between marble columns in a Roman-style bath, nude amidst clouds of steam as his cock jutted out like a doorknob. He had never heard his father of all people be open like this before. Yes, they had disagreements but never a full-on emotional conversation. Bruce was ecstatic to see Damian and Dick earlier, watching them zealously. Which he quickly drew his younger son's attention to, and they both stopped chatting instantly. The youngest Wayne heir outright asked with sincere interest. "Would you be pleased...if we tried stuff out together? Show and Tell I guess." His father just looked at his son and broke out in a jester's smirk. Recalling how both the boys frozenly sat down as their eavesdropper found he didn't have to explain everything to them. Damian and the young man he couldn't live with or without just looked at each other with their father's spirits high that they'd be more than allies against crime. Damian then asked his father. "Are you sure this is not some kind of blackmail?" Bruce shook his head and told him that everything he had said was the truth. His support will always be there waiting for them if they should have need of it or something happened to him. But they would still have to navigate a fine tightrope between ordinary life and their just purpose. Otherwise, they would only succumb to their own failings. Damian was silent for a few minutes he then asked his father guardedly. "So, what's in it for me?" The pensive man smiled at his son and told him "Only for you to trust in and give your love willingly-as I will mine, son." Yet Damian was quiet once more he then asked him. "Just who would ensure this secret will be kept secret?" Bruce point blank said to him. "That I'll take you as my lover...but you can still have fun with Dick whenever you want." Damian shockingly looked at his father, realizing he knew about him his brother, finally he said to Bruce "Um...alright I'm in, but I think I would like to have a say in what we do exactly." His father just smiled at him. More sensually goaded than when he'd been listening to their coupling in silence. He got up and told him sarcastically that "You're in for a wild ride." Then he quickly seized the boy's lips in a kiss before Damian could stop him, yet suddenly froze. Without a word they just stared at each other with covetable expressions on their faces. Bruce rested his hands on the boy's shoulders and Damian, and he calmly said to his son: "Everything we do depends on what you want to explore. We're blood but far closer than that. I'm the one who needs to see that you are sure of yourself, otherwise I won't forgive myself. Fuck, I didn't really know how to persuade your brother to do it." Taken off guard, Damian was undeniably completely surprised by his mentor telling him "Don't worry about it. We'll go at a pace suitable for you and you and Dick can bond more however you want." Here the two of them talked about the best way of embarking on this new venture. Bruce said, "Maybe we can try something involving BDSM or something similar to that." However, Damian told him "That's too tame." He said with a hint of boosted ego. "There's only one way to be truly cement our bond permanently." Bruce without a shadow of a doubt truly realized what his charge was telling him. Dumbstruck he said to him in a whisper "You really want me to have sex with me? You really want to feel my cock deep inside you and violate you as well as you want to do with your own brother?!?" Damian with a cavorting air just smiled at them both and he just said "Yes." The two of them kissed and caressed each other for a few more hours. It was decided that it would best be done next week when the mild-mannered, yet savvy butler was away for the night on business. But until next week all of them decided not to mention it to Dick. Earlier that very day, and it was the morning of Alfred's unexpected Caribbean vacation, and everyone was having breakfast as usual. Nobody had mentioned about having an orgy and Dick had long forgotten about it and was feeling more relaxed around his family. However, they had not forgotten about it they wanted to satisfy their respective desires very much. By this point the plan which they had come up with last week was shamelessly put into action. The intuitive graying yet sharp-minded keeper of the household assuredly went on his business trip and Dick was still at college, currently taking a course in Classical Brotherly Love among warriors. They had decided to go and buy some very sexy speedos and they would later ask Dick's opinion as they modelled it for him. Then they both would seduce him. So, nobody had any misgivings of worries for Master Dick while he was away focused on his studies. Bruce and Damian had promised that they would secretly video everything. So, they could watch it whenever they had the need to. An hour before he got dressed this morning, Bruce had positioned the video camera in his bedroom so it would record from the best angle possible. Alfred placidly left wishing all in the Wayne household well before he departed in one of the finest Bentley Arnage and drove into the city about an hour later leaving Damian alone in the manor. Nightwing deep in his studies, was still feeling a little uncomfortable around his hero and brother but realizing that his confidant had gone on his pressing trip and his mentor, and the kid had the most attentive teacher close at hand. He was starting to feel more relaxed around his father. The precocious boy was in the man's arms recalling the literature on love between Greek hoplites, Roman centurions, and Samurai which stirred his intrigue. So, he did not hear his dad's nearly muffled voice asking if he was fully conscious. In fact, Damian had flown to a liberating plane reveling in his fantasies. Bruce and Damian were soon laughing among themselves as they felt each other up. After one last drink at the private bar which left both a little buzzed at this point, and Bruce being grasped more aggressively. The two went straight up to Bruce's bedroom and they playfully jumped onto the King-sized bed, both fell on the mattress still laughing to each other like any normal father and son. Damian speedily got hold of his father's legs and crept up the muscular package, carefully palming his crotch to see if he was game. He saw his son hovering over him in a Joy Division T-shirt and a pair of black briefs (his jeans lying at the door). His headphones wear at the foot of the bed, and Bruce knew he had not lost his defiant spirit yet was eager to be taken. Explosively driven by desire, Damian silently returned attention to his father's voice and told him "Touch me more...please." They both instinctively decided to consummate it. Quietly they quickly stripped off all their clothes. Bound in heart, father and son were both looking at each other's naked bodies. The two of them just smiled at each other. Both father and son had also gone to the gym to exercise together more. Equally proud of their deliciously athletic physiques. This was the first time Bruce had ever completely felt comfortable naked. Damian always kept his pubes trimmed as his female classmates back at boarding school liked it that way and so did most of the boys. Bruce hurriedly turned around and was surprised when Damian came up behind him and placed his hands on the 9" cock and started to squeeze it. The boy was also kissing his neck. Gotham's enigmatic protector couldn't help moaning a little as his son kissed his neck tenderly and gently played with his penis and nuts. The tycoon joltingly turned around and was looking directly into his son's green eyes. Briefly sane Bruce was just about to say something when Damian moved forward and kissed him very gently on his lips. Stunned, Bruce just stood looking at his son. But when Damian went to kiss him for the second time Bruce responded and he let his son's tongue slip into his mouth. Damian brazenly kissed his father's thick neck once more. Gritting his teeth, Bruce tilted his son's head back and moaned again. Damian factitiously started to kiss his way down to his father's handsome 12 pack. The nimble boy waywardly took the left nipple into his mouth while he played with his dad's right nipple with his fingers. Bruce half painfully moaned out even more as his son sucked hard on his son's left nipple. The moral-upholding Caped Crusader never would have dreamed he would have allowed his son to do this to him. Bruce savored his son's lips on his nipple, and he was finding the kid's touch very pleasurable. He wantonly pushed his son back and both father and son fell headlong onto the bed. Father and son were spiritedly both kissing each other passionately. Bruce naughtily started to kiss down to his boy's cock. The Batman basely shoved his beloved heir's athletic legs wide open. The usually astute youth without reluctance willingly opened both legs for his father. Playfully the kid let out a loud moan of pleasure when his father's tongue touched his cock. Damian in turn started to tease his father by running his tongue up and down his father's divine member. Insatiably Bruce degenerately moaned out with pleasure as his son's tongue encircled his pulsating schlong. The magnate many admired, envied, and whispered about giddily felt Damian exposing his flagrant hardon. He then felt his son's tongue coursing around his meat like entwined snakes. His moans grew louder and louder as his son started to lick up his pre-ejaculatory juices. Then Bruce cried out in ecstasy as Damian's lips covered his sensitive tip and he started to lap on it. The boy was greedily licking and biting his father's head. After only six minutes of this Bruce howled out in pleasure and the boy cooed having had his first orgasm with a real man. Suddenly the kid gasped and jolted as he then felt that warmness ensnaring his boner again. Just as he was surging from the supersonic shockwaves he heard a squelching noise, which sounded like it was coming from his mentor's mouth. The usually lone-acting pre-teen killer obeyed his conscience and let the veneration deepen. Casting caution aside, Damian didn't think to beg his dad to relent. He was aware that they were being joined to each other more than physically. So, he just cooed loudly and moaned at each suck. Mouth hanging open, Damian was tantalized, just laid frozen in his dad's embrace. There on his mentor's bed was his idol completely naked with his legs wide open and in between them also completely naked was his co-protegee and he was sucking on his own father's meat while being blown. Bruce had his blue eyes closed and a look of pure pleasure on his face as he continued to moan and groan and continued to bob his son's cock delectably. Damian depravedly gave him 1,2,3 in all four wonderful orgasms. The boy mischievously made a coughing sound. Bruce shellshocked opened his sea-colored eyes and looked towards where the sound had come from. In a millisecond, Damian also stopped sucking on his father's pole, and he too turned to look. The kid's face was copiously splattered with his father's cock juices, yet he wanted more. Conspiringly both were giving each other hungry eyes. The lust-stricken initially "straight" youth started to get antsy. Damian then glanced down and saw that he had cum at least three times on the sheets. Bruce was just about to suggest they chill when Damian quickly grabbed him and pulled him into a hug. Bruce happily helped his son and within a few seconds both resumed their fiery session. Panting heavily, the boy was totally pinned down on the bed by his own dad who amazed and tortured his fantasies. Batman's flesh and blood were in complete shock, he had been taken completely by surprise. They had moved so quickly but were far from finished. Both partners united proceeded to edge each other, drinking in the others moans, their motions rocking the bed. Damian was helplessly subdued to it. His hands were clawing at the headboard and his legs were limp and spread eagled to the bottom of the bed. He was flat out completely vulnerable and at Bruce's mercy. Half intimidated; Damian luridly told him that "This isn't funny and unless you want repercussions- you'll free me at once." With a light amused tut-tut, his father told him "Don't deny what you want." The boy continued to demand to be released-honestly to be fucked madly. Damian out-of-character giggled, and he curtly told his father that "I know how you can keep me quiet." Provocatively positioned his penis directly over his face. Damian then sat down on top of it. Bruce could not help smiling as his son bravely wriggled his cocklet above his face. Transfixed, the kid was mute as he couldn't talk because his dad's manhood was in between his lips. Damian was deliberately pushing his hard spear tip down onto his father's mouth so that his ass nearly smothered him. He could feel himself getting wet and he knew his sweat was covering his father's face and he would have no choice but to swallow them. Sensually overtaken, he felt transported had a mouthful of his father's rich taste and scent. He was still struggling to try and free himself, however the juices running into his mouth and the smell of his skin were really turning him on undeniably. Damian invitingly smiled to himself, and he moaned out loud when he felt that huge tongue pushing up into his boy hole. Damian enticingly said to his father through his moans of pleasure. "Old bear you're sucking me full throttle out now!" Bruce coquettishly smiled at his son who was amorously moaning softly and rubbing his cock over the youth's face. The business and tabloid mogul could see Damian's long tongue going up and round his own schlong and it excited him. He hungrily lapped at the perky nipples before taking hold of his boy's cock and he hypnotically started to run his hands up and down it. Damian bashfully let out a little moan himself as his mentor played with his hard cock. But his moans were smothered by his dad's prick once more pushing down into his mouth. Bruce had craved to suck on his son's cock since the private show. However, he needed his seed. So, he bobbed on it flawlessly. As he needed his sweet sperm inside of him to feel complete. Gotham's Black Angel unknowingly had just taken his son's virginity as the boy took his entire cock into his ass. He wincingly and slowly started to work himself up and down on his young shaft. His eyes were closed as he played with his own nipples as he rose and fell on his dad's cock to his own pace. Damian teasingly moved towards his father's prick, got behind him, and took over playing with his nipples and kissing his neck as Bruce fiercely and rapidly started to suck his own son's 4.5" cut cock. He howled as his forest-green eyes burst open and so did Bruce. Enmeshed father and son were just smiling and looking at each other as they sucked each other. Damian, if he was honest with himself...he had always wanted to fuck his mentor and enigmatic idol. All his friends told him all the time how lucky he was and if they were him, they would try their best to get into their briefs as often as possible. The two creamy jettisons he launched almost made him blackout. Both Bruce and Damian's bodies were gleamingly covered with sweat. The kid dallyingly could feel himself about to cum. Bruce also achingly felt his cock twitching about in his son's mouth and he knew that he was about to get rewarded with an ass full of cum. Swept up in the enveloping allure, Damian brutishly started to grunt like a bull nonstop, he grunted as his dad shot off three times into his stomach. Bruce barefacedly had another orgasm as he shot each draining load into the convulsing youth's mouth. Consumed he just smiled lovingly at his son every second he filled that warm ass with his cum. Like a dutiful martial arts student, Bruce devotedly took everything he had to give him. When he finally stopped shooting off into that addictive mouth. Damian supportively helped his father pull out of his cock. He then got five pillows and put them under his father's ass. As his prick was up in the air. He wanted his spunk to have a better chance of sealing their bond and satisfying their desires. Resigned to the sinking truth, Damian couldn't believe he'd just been orally ravished and lost his virginity to his own hero, and he gladly downed his own dad's pole once more. He was hopefully expecting Bruce to free him having been made a man. Damian was flagrantly looking at his cock with possessive eyes. It was covered with his own cream and his father's seed. Just the way he liked it. When he would fuck his boyfriends back at boarding school. He would offer his academic services to each of them after they had finished fucking each other. He loved the taste of combined body sweat and cock cream. It really excited him and turned him on. He unabashedly looked at his father and said to him. "Okay we got what we wanted for so long, please let me loose." Damian gave his dad a wicked smile which made him very uneasy, and he tried to free himself once more without much success. Bruce merely looked at him and smiled. He then said to him chidingly "I doubt that you would be just as merciful with your peers at school." Damian was immodestly kneeling in front of his dad's open legs. He openly licked from the base of his balls to the top of his cockhead and all the time he kept eye contact with his father who was watching him lecherously. He rapaciously moaned out when his warm tongue touched his cock. Bruce who was watching his son very closely just smiled at both. With a small scoff, Damian artfully winked at his father before he took his full cock into his mouth all the way down to his balls. Even Bruce was quite impressed with how well he sucked a cock. Damian had the reputation at his boarding school for giving the best deep throat blowjobs and he had sucked off many a fellow student male and female alike-with some select instructors. That's why he always got wonderful grades. It was not only his high degree of intelligence that got him superb exam results. But how good he could suck and fuck that got him the best grades. But this was unknown to both his brother and father. Undaunted, Damian ruthlessly continued to suck off his father until he had licked up all the combined juices that were still on his cock. However, he was inhumanly rock hard once more from his wonderful oral job. Damian suggestively said to his dad. "If I show you mercy, will you give me another good fucking?" Bruce just nodded his head to the usually smug kid. He wanted to fuck him grindingly now, he yearned to teach the pup a lesson, and he craved to have him scream as he bobbed up and down on his meat stick. Exuberantly Damian inexorably chuckled to himself as he freed his father. Now it was his turn to take him by surprise. Embracing the challenge, Damian starvingly mad and passionately kissed him. He wildly tossed him down onto his back upon the bed. Truculently he dived on top of him, and he then filled his with to the gag reflex with his now stinging prick. Bruce just chuckled and said to Damian "I'm going to teach you an overdue lesson." Damian just smiled at his father and said to him "I really hope so." He foolishly just smiled lovingly at his second erotic god. With some stamina to spare. Bruce really started to pound in and out of the kid explosively. He would pull back until just the tip of his cock was still inside of his mouth. Then he would power back into the boy. The young prodigy was screaming out very loudly as his cock pounded in and out between his lips. Damian had never been fucked this hard and brutally before. His own mouth wasn't left idle, as the boy's schlong filled the channel in need of its own exercise. Now he was beyond sensibility very surprised to find out that he adored it. All his other lovers had always treated him with admiration and respect. But his father was indulging in his prick for his own pleasure, and it felt wonderful to him as he just rammed his cock in and out of his mouth. He was touching places no other cock had touched before. It only took Bruce to realize his own surprise a couple of minutes of this hard fucking. Before he started to scream out and he could feel him spewing wildly in his throat. He salaciously told him "I'm gonna cum all over your cute self-absorbed face." Damian was unblushingly begging him "Damnit, cum all over my face...FUCK!!!" Bruce quickly mimed him conscience through a labored voice to "Explode...deep...in his mouth." It would be better if he could mentally cement their bond as well, just in case. This pleased him and he grunted once more then thrust forward and he ferally emptied his full load of cum into his bowels. Bruce left his cock in his son's ass until he was sure he had stopped shooting his warm loads. He then pulled out of the kid, and he went quickly to his own bedroom. He confidently turned to the right side grabbing a couple of pillows which he cheekily put under his boy's cheeks. Happily father and son both had their cocks fly up in the air fall limp, both of their stomachs were boorishly filled with cum. In fact, his seed was now gleaming in puddles on both their exhausted bodies. Smirkingly, Bruce had also picked up his iPhone when he went for the pillows. He animatedly started to take some pictures of both with their butts up in the air filled with his cum leaking from them. Both just smiled shamelessly as he took photo after photo. For the next eight days Dick was kept busy studying while fantasizing over his father and brother. By the time he returned home, Bruce was contemplating about fucking both separately while he would secretly have it filmed. The very next morning Bruce stirred awake facing his sleeping son, glad both had breaks today from their respective schedules, both bore very pleased expressions on their faces. The smirk on his face proudly moved Bruce knowing that his son by blood fully had come into himself as a man. Later, he mused on triumphantly opening a bottle of champagne he had purchased for such an event. This would be the last alcoholic drink the boy would have until he had to really focus on their academic studies. But for now, he deserved to be heralded into the new day properly. Bruce engagingly whispered to the boy "Ready for the best wakeup call of your life, son?" Unaware, the boy just murmured not even feeling the sun's warmth on his skin yet. Then Bruce just completely flung the bed sheet off their naked bodies, with an appetizing grin. Inching down to Damain's waistline, he then gave the hot pinkish cockhead a lip. Bruce enveloped half of the member slowly and gingerly, he didn't want to alarm Damian into action, so he swirled his tongue around the tingling schlong between each bob, gradually driving the boy to groan and flail about. Smiling at the sight of it, Bruce continued to draw his mouth back and forth on the tuning fork with Damian gritting his teeth and incoherently muttering. Bruce knew this was the day that he'd prove himself. Eventually Damian was invited to every party due to his likable personality for the ladies and for the guys his oral ability. Four days later Damian had classmates right and left wanting to invite him over for parties, sleepovers etc. The boys and girls were all under thrall at the new aura he was radiating. The oral massage lasted another two minutes before Bruce avidly swallowed his son's morning tribute and turned his gaze up at the delighted yet tongue-tied youth. "Hope you enjoyed that son, it's bound to be a regular routine of ours." Over a couple of weeks afterwards Bruce had taken Damian for a physical exam to prove that he had the Wayne genes and prowess in him. Both felt unsettled and waited nervously for the results. Would they be able to keep this affair shielded away or not? Suddenly Bruce received a telephone call from his connection a couple of days later and he went off to have a meeting with him. The three of them waited nervously for him to return. When he did get back, he had a knowing smile on his face. They had all the right arrangements made and personnel paid handsomely. Bruce smiled at his longtime confidant and surrogate father and said to him "That's absolutely fantastic... but I've something to tell you." Damian also said half teasingly "He has something to tell everyone who matters." At once Bruce and Damian both said simultaneously that "We're both now members of the Secret Erastes League, aka SEL, and Dick's an honorary member." In a beat the Wayne patriarch looked at his boys who were trying to look as innocent as possible and just laughed and he then said to them all. "It's all splendid news, now we just have to see about a vacation mansion big enough for you to enjoy our new pastime until you graduate high school and go to college." All of them uproariously burst out laughing. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 14 Aug 2023 23:35:21 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: A Bat Family Affair
To all my fans/readers, I apologize for being on hiatus for such a long
time as personal and private matters have taken up much of it. Still, I
wanted to be able to publish a new story with the time I have
available. This standalone story (written via request) is based on the 2014
animated superhero movie "Son of Batman." I was very excited to write this
as I have always had a huge crush on Damian Wayne and had planned on
writing a story involving him for some time now. Of course, all characters
and place names are copyrighted by DC Entertainment. The screenplay is the
property of Joe R. Lansdale and the story's by James Robinson. I do not own
the products mentioned in the story either. As always if you enjoyed this
story, let me know.
Also, if you are offended or shouldn't be reading stories featuring
underage boys having sex (especially incest), stop now and proceed no
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A Bat Family Affair
© James Jenkins 2023
Bruce Wayne was residing in the Bat Cave as usual preparing for the
evening's current mission.
He had eaten dinner two hours earlier and he was now watching his sidekicks
Dick and Damian in the training hall and admiring them.
"Maybe now they can start to bond together instead of bicker at every
turn."
Dick his adopted son was the first to walk into the training hall, he was
trying to secure his hand tape as he walked into the specially equipped
area for hand-to-hand practice. The 45-year-old billionaire industrialist
just smiled at him on screen. The young man pantingly wiped his hands on a
white towel, and he then walked over to his admirer's view of sight. The
suave black slightly gray-haired Dark Knight slyly smiled at him. He licked
his lips doing so. Bruce audaciously took hold of his crotch and pictured
he was doing it for his promising successor.
The sonorous personality imagined boldly placing his big hands on those
full ass cheeks and he squeezed them tightly. Causing Bruce to moan out in
a little pain. The 5'11" muscular heartthrob passionately fantasized
whispering into Dick's ear.
"Now be a little gentler with me sport, you were a little rough with me
last night and my ass is still a little sore."
Fantasy Dick rapaciously smiled warmly at his mentor then he said to him.
"You didn't object last night in fact I'll bet you begged me to be savage
if my memory serves me right."
Just then Damian, his 12-year-old son walked into the locker room, and he
asked them both with slightly flushed cheeks, having gotten more of an
eyeful of his brother that he wanted to keep secret.
"Who was begging for what?"
Bruce smiled at his previously unknown son who appeared on the scene and
said of him. "Nothing son, your brother was just being emotional as usual."
But the seemingly unphased man gave the kid a wicked smile as he finished
folding his black jeans and put them in his Nike knapsack.
Dick and Damian both sat down on the cold benches and started to try at
having a conversation.
Bruce in a subdued tone asked directed at Damian "Why were you spying on
your brother on the way down to the training hall?"
The tone muscled young assassin absentmindedly smiled unaware at the fact
his father was watching then said aloud to himself.
"I heard a lot of moans and groans as you drew closer to the locker room
door. You were clearly rubbing one out as I passed."
Dick almost nearly choked on the water bottle he had been drinking and he
defiantly spat it everywhere. Their amused fan couldn't help but to chuckle
at his son's last remark.
Bruce half irritated gave both his son and second-in-command a ticked off
look. Stirring with arousal, he quickly picked up an extra towel and he
started to wipe up the water which had gone everywhere on the blue tile
floor. However, Dick and Damian both exchanged knowing looks with each
other when their audience wasn't looking.
Bruce then reached to the side table on his left for a small cotton cloth
and said to them both.
"He was most likely seeing to his morning routine. That's why he looks so
flustered."
His father just smirked at him, but he knew better than to say anything to
the stubbornly proud boy.
Dick catches Damian's beguiled gaze out of the corner of his eye and breaks
the kid's relishing-engulfed gaze asking mildly disturbed "What're you
looking at?"
The crimson tone that began to rise in Damian's cheeks wasn't lost on him
either.
"Something catch your attention?" he inquired in a more intimidating voice
that made the younger male squirm as Dick drew closer towards him.
"No!" Damian snapped while failing to tear his eyes away from the size of
his frenemy's obviously awesome presence. "I don't know what you're talking
about," he replied shakily and not int the haughty attitude Dick privately
had a love-hate affinity for.
"Hey, don't sweat it kid-you're not the first one who's ever been curious
to see how a man matures." Dick cocks his head and beads his eyes in the
direction of the now panicked boy's own erection, which sent brief yet
clear tremors beneath his black spandex shorts.
"No, don't even think..." Damian's third futile objection was stilled as
Dick's hand reached for the bottom of the boy's black shirt and pulled it
off the bewildered painfully hardened youth in one swift move.
"Here we go," Dick said as he cast if off behind his back.
"Wh-what's this all about?" Damian asked, wincing as his bulge began to
behave like an unruly attack dog desperate to break free. The shame making
him bend his upper body forward.
Dick took position where he was at eye level with the boy who always tried
to be master of his emotions and keep temptation at bay.
"It's about helping you step into manhood-the right way," Dick answered as
Damian's perplexed face shot up at him.
"Maybe for you, but a warrior shouldn't- "the distraught kid was cut off
again as Dick got on his knees before him.
`Don't feel terrible man, you shouldn't let your body's needs and wants
throw you off."
"Easier said than done," Damian answered barely encouraged as Dick now
began to remove his black training Adidas.
"No really, I know how it feels.' Dick's calm yet auspicious tone didn't
falter.
"I try-not to think about it," Damian nearly laughed at himself as the
memories of many past awkward erections he fought off only stirred his
boner more.
"You got to treat your body like a temple, right?" Dick asked as he removed
the kid's right shoe.
"Yeah..." a chord was struck emotionally in Damian as both is shoes were
now off.
Dick imparted wisdom he learned when he was the kid's age. "Lots of idiots
want to parade themselves like they're the Adonis in a class of girls when
their shit isn't even longer than a Bic pen."
Damian rose from the bench, wanting to storm out of this conversation that
creeped out yet stimulated his senses with no means of resistance. Dick
followed suit, quickly noting the kid's own promising display.
"They pale compared to what you've got going on," he said gesturing to
Damian's crotch as the boy hadn't even taken his shorts off yet. "Lemme
give you a hand with these," he offered as the kid watched those
wonderfully big hands grip on the waist band and pulled them down.
"Fuck..." Damian murmured between clenched teeth before answering more
clearly with a forced "Thanks."
"Is this cool?" Dick asked as he drew down on his knees again, bringing the
kid's shorts along too yet didn't want to scare the shit out of him.
"Yeah...it's fine..." Damian's own hands seemed to follow Dick's as his
shorts were pooled at his feet and found himself seated on the bench again,
as the cavalier guy disposed of them.
"You know I've been kinda watching you since dad brought you home."
"Really?" Damian's interest in the idea of having Dick's attention hardly
dulled his dubious mind.
"Yeah," Dick replied as his face briefly looked down to the floor-a scene
Damian couldn't help in denying he had rubbed one out many nights with on
his mind.
"That's weird, I've uh...been uh watching you too." Damian's eyes partly
lidded as he gazed at Dick's fine back like it belonged to a Renaissance
statue.
"Oh yeah?" Dick asked straightening his torso, locking eyes with those of
the impassioned boy who leaned his upper body forward.
"Yeah," Damian's now humbled tone was all the confirmation Dick needed as
he threw the shorts aside, wedged himself in between the boy's legs, and
their lips joined in a kiss both never would've believed would bind them
this close.
Damian's left arm wrapped round Dick's shoulders as the touching of their
lips made audible sounds in the locker room, enough to have Bruce brimming
with more pride and foreplay than he could ever recall. Dick held Damian's
hips as their kiss deepened before his hands closed around the kid's neck
then glided all over the boy's body. Before long, his underwear was
removed, and Dick's shirt followed within seconds as Damian threw it off to
the right before leaning back down on the bench. He came upon the kid's
lefthand side, marveling at the beauty of the repressed yet beautifully
needy cockle, all while tugging his own shorts down to unveil a curved yet
domineering blade to the now horny youth. Damian stroked his meat at least
four times before Dick took hold of it and enclosed his voracious mouth
around the prize he'd been pinning for. It certainly was magnificent enough
of a turning point which drove Bruce to bolt up from his seat and storm out
of the Bat Cave down to the locker room. This was a show he really wanted
the best view of.
"Oh yeah..." Damian uttered as he raised his head up high enough to see
Dick blowing him with a sword swallower's ease before resting it back on
the bench lulled.
Dick sucked on Damian with increased fervor, drinking in the kid's moans
like they were a symphony orchestra. The boy stroked Dick's left arm as his
brain swam languidly from the relieving sweet power his frenemy's oral
administrations brought to his tense erogenous zones.
"Oh more...yeah!" the boy moaned louder, gasping with each bob Dick graced
his increasingly solidifying member.
He slapped the show off's bare ass in time with each suck, encouraging Dick
to pay homage that he was well suited to give.
"AH YES!" Damian seethed as Dick's mouth encompassed his length down to the
balls, back up to the pinkish head. "Ah fuck yeah!" The boy hissed,
unsuspecting that on the inside of the entrance door, out of view, his
father was watching them with unadulterated joy amidst continuing to please
himself.
Every delicious moan Damian made in sync with Dick's muffled ones set off
Bruce's nerves like fireworks as his teeth pressed hard into his lower lip,
lest he get busted and interrupt the boys fun time.
"Oh my...shit..." Damian shuddered nearly out of breath, astounded that his
willpower was nothing compared to the engulfing thrill Dick's heated mouth
brought to him.
So strong he had to wrap his right arm around his crush's back as the
adoration shown to his cock built up speed. Damian raised his head up as
high as he could and then grasped the back of Dick's head, forcing the
handsome whore to devour him down to the hilt. Bruce's eyes bust wide on
seeing this, glad that his son inherited the Wayne zeal to grab and control
what they desire. His own marble-heavy penis felt hot as a nuclear reactor
about to have a meltdown.
Damian gyrated his hips forcing his length up relentlessly into Dick's
mouth. He wishes he had his private camera to record this moment, while his
father's heart palpitated at the fact, which he already had that taken care
of.
"AHHH YEAH!!!" Damian cried louder as the blow job Dick gave him now had
the full sweeping euphoria of a religious experience. "Oh yeah, take that
mighty cock," the boy ordered.
A command Dick gladly took as his lips sealed around the boy's agitated
member, sensing how sensitive he was now.
"Mmm yeah...oh fuck yeah!" Damian's hand pressed down on the back of Dick's
neck before it slipped off. The older youth didn't so much as pause as he
reached down to grasp his own neglected canon needing to be polished.
The tip of Bruce's tongue darted between his lips watching his adopted son
be a skilled multi-tasker. It continued for another two minutes until it
struck Dick that Damian now needed his turn, The boy kneeled before his
dreamy rival, eyes closed as he kissed the fattened head
of that steel-hard appendage. Bruce's own legs nearly buckled catching
sight of that as his daredevil son snaked it in and out of his mouth. The
thin clear string of Dick's pre-cum hanging between the tip and Damian's
lips just about made the Batman go faint.
Dick stood up against a nearby column, arms crossed behind his back as
Damian simultaneously blew and stroked him off effortlessly. Not one to be
bested, Dick grabbed the kid by the back of the hair, driving him to bounce
harder on his cock, only to release him just as quickly. Shamelessly
absorbed by the flawless yet still mildly novice performance Damian gave,
Dick's head hung low with his mouth agape in the pleasure of the kid
teasing his manhood, only to suck on it as if it were the fruit of Eden
ready to flood his mouth with its juices.
Damian briefly broke off Dick's pole, loving how his brother's back trailed
up and down the column by whim of his lustful yearning to rule him. A
quality not going unnoticed by their father, who smeared his own
pre-ejaculatory drips down and around the furiously sun-heated
schlong. Dick wagged his leaning cock in front of Damian who teased the
head with his tongue like a thirsty hound. The same line of precum dangling
from his lips had Bruce about to pound a fist of the left wall, yet he
found the restraint to hold back and watched Damian embrace his brother's
phallus again, head jutting up and down it as if the boy was listening to
music via headphones. The only track being played were Dick's captivated
moans.
Nightwing grinned as Damian's mouth played with his tip before getting back
to their exercise.
"Oh yeah, suck that cock good fuck..." Dick gleefully commented. Both he
and their spying dad were equally turned on that Damian was pumping his own
pork sword as he did so.
The boy drew away for a moment, left hand still tight around his member as
he looked up at the rapturously enslaved degenerate's silly face, hungry
and partly ticked off. Damian said nothing as he sheathed Dick's wang back
in again. Each swift jerk and bob made his partner wince so pleadingly yet
beautifully. It launched chills crawling up Bruce's limbs as he savored the
expression, having felt it himself during his own boarding school
days. Dick stroked Damian's back with his right hand, feeling the explosion
to come getting closer, he swore the kid would suck his ramrod clean off
and not even feel it. His left hand followed along with a cry that made
Damian pull back and Bruce stop mid-stroke. The momentary silence between
his sons and their pulsating cocks signaled that it was now time for the
best exercise trial yet.
As Damian laid flat on the bench and Dick got on top of him, his mouth
overarching the young mighty slong again, Bruce licked his lips before
slowly pumping his own to the final act. The boys 69 scene all but made his
heart crack at the rebellious yet wholehearted understanding between his
sons as they sucked one another's wood like ice cream pops. Damian firmly
held Dick's sides as he secured a good hold on the knob with his lips. He
felt his brother's left leg bend up and rest near his head to keep
balance. Still, they continued sucking, determined to make the other cum
first, if not to claim the sought after flavor both fantasized the other of
having. The smell of intermingled sweat, pubes, spit, and warm jizz yet to
fly drove the boys on. All while Bruce felt his own resolve start to weaken
yet wanted to have the memory of this blessed time marked with his own
release.
"Damn it, yeah!" Dick groaned briefly as Damian took a breath before
drawing that pipe back in as it practically was a slave to his mouth
already. Eyes elatedly closed without caring that unwelcome eyes were
audience to this sacred rite they couldn't imagine happening again-yet
minus their conflicting feelings wanted to.
In and out, up and down their mouths and bodies moved in a unison Bruce
noted highly brought to form through their individual combat training. How
phenomenal it was to see it displayed in their sexual characters as
well. Damian's left hand briefly rubbed on the back of Dick's trimmed pubes
before reaching back to his side. The boy loved the choked feeling of
sucking on his brother's well-endowed girth, yet his musty body odor was a
special aphrodisiac all its own.
"Ah yeah," he managed while taking a breath grinningly before Dick silenced
the kid again.
Even Bruce felt a jolt of amusement at that. His eldest son has a penchant
for playing rough, and Damian always mentioned that he never crossed an
opponent to match him. Today, however, it appeared he did learn about
humility at last.
Legs splayed open; Damian nearly convulsed as Dick's mouth enclosed back
round his shaft as he did to the one very close to climax. Bruce's strokes
propelled him to the peak of bursting and then clam as he kept pace with
his sons.
"Oh, fuck yeah..." Damian called out before being stifled again by Dick's
bacon bazooka. With every groan he made merited another bob from his
brother.
Dick decided to really torment him by drawing the kid's cock in and out
between blows, knowing the high-and-mighty little fucker's face had to be
strawberry red over it, first on the tip then halfway down the shaft. Three
more sucks were enough to bring about the geyser burst of jizz both wanted
from the other, yet it came to a draw as they drank one another's
load. Suddenly they both stopped and silently looked at each other with
pleased yet competitive faces.
"Not bad skills you got kid," Dick complimented him with a grin. "Now
you've gotten firsthand experience on how fantastic a man's cock can be."
He brought his tongue to the right side of Damian's meat and flicked it,
eliciting a giggle from the boy.
It was at that point Bruce curbed a growl as his release came free,
splattering around his fist and staining the already sweaty cotton of his
briefs. Thankfully he didn't lose his footing, or else the afterglow of the
moment would've been ruined for all of them. Yet he did dare a peek to see
the two-sitting facing each other, lapping away the cum from one another's
faces until they were sparkly clean. A minute of deepening quietness
followed before Damian tried to speak again yet Dick raised a hand up.
"You don't have to say anything...Damian. I get it. Right now, you feel
like you don't know yourself anymore and that you can't stay true to your
principles while giving into your wants. But I want you to know that's not
true. No one can choose who or what you feel attracted to. No matter which
sex, if you ever do need a shoulder to lean on- just keep in mind it will
never turn you away." Dick rested a hand on Damian's left shoulder not just
to mark his sincerity, but because beneath the kid's spartan exterior was a
child not wanting to go the distance alone.
Neither of them could've known that scene humbled Bruce almost to the same
degree as when he had begun exploring his sexual curiosities and received
steadfast support and comfort when he dreaded rejection and ridicule in his
mid to late teens. As he slowly slipped out the door back into the shadows,
Bruce knew Damian would still have sexually divisive trials and questions
-- ones that would require the helping hand, guidance, and devotion-as only
a father could give.
The crew cut-haired youth just smiled at his dad then said to him "Whatever
you say Dick, you know best."
Richard "Dick" John Grayson, his 28-year-old protégée, was
slowly laid on his bed following the encounter with a big smile of relief
on his face. His strong hands were covered with his cum as he had just
knocked out a big load of spunk. He instinctually got his Dude body cloths
out of his side table draw and he eagerly started to clean himself
up. After he was cleaned, he sprayed Old Spice deodorant all over his
body-including his 6 pack. Teasingly he slipped on a pair of loose shorts
and a tight black T shirt and went down to get some training hours
in. Damian just smiled at him from behind the rim of a book he was reading
as Dick walked into the locker room.
The young man with short in length jet black hair, slightly longer with
bangs just stopped in the doorway of the locker room and wondered why
Damian was looking at him so strangely.
Bruce towards the middle of the show quickly broke the tension in the
locker room psychically. He had smiled at his son and mouthed to him.
"Inch closer to him on the bench," he remembered whispering under his
breath.
The eldest had placed his extra hand tape beside the boy. However, his
frenemy could not resist asking him.
"How's your morning routine going?"
Damian unexpectedly had burst out laughing and his brother also started to
grin at him. Dick in a beat realized that his brother must have heard him
pleasuring himself as he crept down to the locker room to glance at his
7.5" saber.
He surprisingly flushed bright red in his face and in a mumbled voice he
said to them. "Oh, fuck you."
Bruce outrightly gave his adopted and biological sons another one of his
stern looks and they both instantly fell silent.
He mouthed to them with an advising face "Get on with your training before
tonight's objective."
Just then Bruce heard an unexpected ping coming into his expansive private
inbox and he went to read it. The tactical entrancing high-society son
curiously started to look through the email as he slowly palmed his painful
hard-on. Three of the messages were for him. Another one was for his
protegee, and one was for his son. He generously sent everybody their
respective messages.
Bruce ostentatiously got comfortable again before the monitor screen and he
started to read his emails-stroking his length in-between. They were
nothing out of the ordinary one a foundation gratitude and two sponsorship
requests. Bruce then glanced up to ascertain whom Dick's message was
from. He could see the youth was reading it very carefully and he had a
very concentrated expression on his face as he read it. Finally, he looked
in closer at his son.
He then just forwarded the message over to him.
Bruce got the email from his protegee, and he wholeheartedly started to
read it. Damian and Dick had been oblivious to all of this as they both
were still getting undressed together.
The Batman intrigued looked back at his initial charge and he then texted
him: Do you have a subscription to something I'm not aware of?
With both Damian and Dick both equally intrigued, their attention
captured. Dick cleared his throat and explained to his brother that he had
been exploring and experimenting in his sexuality pre-puberty. He
rapaciously read, watched, and spoke to different sources of information in
moments of confusion. He often went abroad on his studies under a pretense
he wanted to broaden his mind on love between men, yet always brought back
something special to ease his transition into manhood. The orphaned boy who
emerged into a hero gave them some confidence so he could freely explore
the intimate side of life without shame.
Bruce taken aback looked back at the message and replied to his son: So why
does this acquaintance want to see you in his office this afternoon, all he
says in this message is about something he wanted you to have?
Dick just looked at the questioning reply and he shrugged his shoulders.
The cavalier square-jawed vigilante was just about to have the same
reaction. When the Wayne patriarch noticed the time on the bat clock on the
rocky wall.
He then said "Damn, I'm going to be late for that charity auction I almost
forgot."
Half pissed not being able to rub it out, he then got up went into the
hallway and he got his suit jacket. He then messaged Damian back informing
him: If you want a lift to Barnes & Noble, you'd best hurry up.
Dick set about cleaning the training hall after a short break. He then
spent a few hours at home reviewing tonight's plan before he went to see
some of his friends.
Bruce advised him in a new text message: You'd better start looking for an
inconspicuous job or attend college before your present cover story will be
too hard to maintain.
Dick still hadn't decided whether he was going to go to Gotham University
or try and get a job in the police force. Ironically, he found himself
dedicating the night in his dorm, studying for an upcoming symbology exam
of all things
Bruce was in the theater room watching one of his favorite hero movies on
TV-The Mark of Zorro- when Damian came in after he satisfied his nightly
dose of reading. He took off his hoodie then he walked into the semi-dark
room. He curbed the urge to lustfully kiss Bruce on his right cheek then he
sat down in a chair beside him. Bruce noticed that he had a very conflicted
expression on his face.
The suspicious Janus taken aback asked him. "Why have you been distant
tonight than usual?"
Half dazed by the swashbuckling on screen, Damian raised an eyebrow and
asked him in a ploy.
"Lonely Dick's not here for you to gloat at?"
With mild chagrin Bruce told him that "Your brother's has had tough
circumstances, but he's more than you think." Knowing full well the young
man he loved as his own blood would rather occupy his time with more
intimate pursuits.
Damian just smiled to himself. He remembered the last time Dick took him
out for a driving lesson in the Batmobile. After a rather contemptuous
session, he had decided never ever again.
The boy admittedly was a relentless wolf behind the wheel, yet he wished
his brother success in whatever his path called him, provided it didn't
part them. He then answered his dad's question. He cleared his throat and
told him that he had been watching a podcast concerning puberty, mainly the
size of the male girth, before coming home.
Bruce immediately grew concerned he asked him "Is everything alright?"
Trying not to think back on his first time with Dick, Damian endearingly
gave his dad a reassuring smile and said to him "Yeah, I've learned to cope
with it. But there was a different problem."
Bruce just looked at him with a very aware expression on his stoic
introspective face.
The boy smiled once more at him and asked him with light suspicion "Is
there something you want to talk to me about...dad?"
Taking a sip from the wine glass to his right, he told him "I'm sorry-I had
totally forgotten how much alike we are, but different too." Yet he
relentlessly asked him, not one for hiding die secrets "What made you and
Dick suddenly grow closer all of a sudden?"
In a beat, Damian swiftly got up and he went over to the bar at the other
end of the private theater, and he calmly poured himself a ginger ale and
Bruce a very large and strong whiskey. Damian stridently came back, and he
handed him the drink. Relieved, he gladly took a large gulp of his own
drink and then sat back down opposite his father.
As the film continued, Damian smirked and explained to him what Dick had
told him before he left. First, he told him that lately at home and in
school he felt his cock start to grow at random, uncontrollably. Partly
nerve-wracked, he told his father that secretly he had been ogling his
classmates in P.E. while at the same time measuring himself in
private-wondering how big he'd be as a man.
At this point it was Bruce's turn to take a large drink. In fact, he downed
it in one gulp. Damian also downed his glass. He got up in a flash and
refilled them both once more.
When he sat back down, he then said to Bruce nervously. "But there's a
catch that's why I mentioned the podcast first."
Bruce was so concerned at this stage that his dominant hand was shaking. He
had to put his glass down before he spilt it.
He nervously asked him conflictingly. "What was the catch and why have you
been so reluctant being around your brother so badly?"
Damian exhaled and told him that "I looked at every source to see if I
could get help for my...interest in cock size. But none told me that it
wouldn't be possible as I just don't know what I'm feeling."
Bruce was for the first time ever since his own tedious steps into manhood,
totally confused. "Why do you think it's a problem to be curious about
another guy's length?" he asked him.
Half amused and unhinged Dick smiled at his mentor and told him.
"That was the problem I couldn't tell anyone about. If it wasn't brought
about from a book I read or artwork I saw-it was certain people, I know. IF
it was a boy, then I'd try to fight the urge and if it was a girl, then I
watch or read foreign erotica." This was his favorite pastime. "In the time
since our paths crossed, I rarely breathed a word of this to
anyone. Otherwise, the insane weight of shame would've been too much, and I
wouldn't be able to face or be close to anyone."
Bruce was silent for ten minutes; he was letting everything his charge had
explained to him sink into his mind. When he did speak, he sounded more
understanding than Damian expected.
He said to him "With all that money and power we cannot help the Darkside
in us all. There's no way you can wash it away and it must be on your terms
so I can't fight this battle for you-but can share the torture though. From
what I saw you and Dick delve into together, doesn't surprise me at all."
Damian quizzingly looked at him and blanched partly shocked at his dad. He
hadn't considered that possibility.
The world-weary anonymous hero looked at him and said unconvinced "You
shouldn't be ashamed. You're not the first one to test the waters of their
sexuality, much less to let another man that close into your private web."
Surprisingly Damian smiled at him and answered, "It wouldn't be with a
total stranger."
Bruce curtly and directly reminded him that "You need to be careful not to
become what you fear most-or be corrupted by your passions."
Damian smiled near tears at his dad and told him, "It would be the one who
knows me best or as close to me as family."
Bruce passion now fiery stirred demanded to know "Who do you have in mind?"
Seemingly awestruck Damian smiled at him, and he just said with humble
honesty. "You. Oh, just to be on the safe side you could hook up Dick
too...if you want."
Silently Damian and Bruce had one tense conversation each trying to
persuade the other that the idea was totally depraved.
Picturing his father standing imposingly between marble columns in a
Roman-style bath, nude amidst clouds of steam as his cock jutted out like a
doorknob. He had never heard his father of all people be open like this
before. Yes, they had disagreements but never a full-on emotional
conversation.
Bruce was ecstatic to see Damian and Dick earlier, watching them
zealously. Which he quickly drew his younger son's attention to, and they
both stopped chatting instantly.
The youngest Wayne heir outright asked with sincere interest. "Would you be
pleased...if we tried stuff out together? Show and Tell I guess."
His father just looked at his son and broke out in a jester's
smirk. Recalling how both the boys frozenly sat down as their eavesdropper
found he didn't have to explain everything to them. Damian and the young
man he couldn't live with or without just looked at each other with their
father's spirits high that they'd be more than allies against crime.
Damian then asked his father. "Are you sure this is not some kind of
blackmail?"
Bruce shook his head and told him that everything he had said was the
truth. His support will always be there waiting for them if they should
have need of it or something happened to him. But they would still have to
navigate a fine tightrope between ordinary life and their just
purpose. Otherwise, they would only succumb to their own failings.
Damian was silent for a few minutes he then asked his father
guardedly. "So, what's in it for me?"
The pensive man smiled at his son and told him "Only for you to trust in
and give your love willingly-as I will mine, son."
Yet Damian was quiet once more he then asked him. "Just who would ensure
this secret will be kept secret?"
Bruce point blank said to him. "That I'll take you as my lover...but you
can still have fun with Dick whenever you want."
Damian shockingly looked at his father, realizing he knew about him his
brother, finally he said to Bruce "Um...alright I'm in, but I think I would
like to have a say in what we do exactly."
His father just smiled at him. More sensually goaded than when he'd been
listening to their coupling in silence. He got up and told him
sarcastically that "You're in for a wild ride."
Then he quickly seized the boy's lips in a kiss before Damian could stop
him, yet suddenly froze. Without a word they just stared at each other with
covetable expressions on their faces.
Bruce rested his hands on the boy's shoulders and Damian, and he calmly
said to his son: "Everything we do depends on what you want to
explore. We're blood but far closer than that. I'm the one who needs to see
that you are sure of yourself, otherwise I won't forgive myself. Fuck, I
didn't really know how to persuade your brother to do it."
Taken off guard, Damian was undeniably completely surprised by his mentor
telling him "Don't worry about it. We'll go at a pace suitable for you and
you and Dick can bond more however you want."
Here the two of them talked about the best way of embarking on this new
venture. Bruce said, "Maybe we can try something involving BDSM or
something similar to that."
However, Damian told him "That's too tame." He said with a hint of boosted
ego. "There's only one way to be truly cement our bond permanently."
Bruce without a shadow of a doubt truly realized what his charge was
telling him.
Dumbstruck he said to him in a whisper "You really want me to have sex with
me? You really want to feel my cock deep inside you and violate you as well
as you want to do with your own brother?!?"
Damian with a cavorting air just smiled at them both and he just said
"Yes."
The two of them kissed and caressed each other for a few more hours. It was
decided that it would best be done next week when the mild-mannered, yet
savvy butler was away for the night on business. But until next week all of
them decided not to mention it to Dick.
Earlier that very day, and it was the morning of Alfred's unexpected
Caribbean vacation, and everyone was having breakfast as usual. Nobody had
mentioned about having an orgy and Dick had long forgotten about it and was
feeling more relaxed around his family. However, they had not forgotten
about it they wanted to satisfy their respective desires very much.
By this point the plan which they had come up with last week was
shamelessly put into action.
The intuitive graying yet sharp-minded keeper of the household assuredly
went on his business trip and Dick was still at college, currently taking a
course in Classical Brotherly Love among warriors. They had decided to go
and buy some very sexy speedos and they would later ask Dick's opinion as
they modelled it for him. Then they both would seduce him.
So, nobody had any misgivings of worries for Master Dick while he was away
focused on his studies. Bruce and Damian had promised that they would
secretly video everything. So, they could watch it whenever they had the
need to. An hour before he got dressed this morning, Bruce had positioned
the video camera in his bedroom so it would record from the best angle
possible.
Alfred placidly left wishing all in the Wayne household well before he
departed in one of the finest Bentley Arnage and drove into the city about
an hour later leaving Damian alone in the manor. Nightwing deep in his
studies, was still feeling a little uncomfortable around his hero and
brother but realizing that his confidant had gone on his pressing trip and
his mentor, and the kid had the most attentive teacher close at hand.
He was starting to feel more relaxed around his father. The precocious boy
was in the man's arms recalling the literature on love between Greek
hoplites, Roman centurions, and Samurai which stirred his intrigue. So, he
did not hear his dad's nearly muffled voice asking if he was fully
conscious. In fact, Damian had flown to a liberating plane reveling in his
fantasies. Bruce and Damian were soon laughing among themselves as they
felt each other up. After one last drink at the private bar which left both
a little buzzed at this point, and Bruce being grasped more aggressively.
The two went straight up to Bruce's bedroom and they playfully jumped onto
the King-sized bed, both fell on the mattress still laughing to each other
like any normal father and son. Damian speedily got hold of his father's
legs and crept up the muscular package, carefully palming his crotch to see
if he was game. He saw his son hovering over him in a Joy Division T-shirt
and a pair of black briefs (his jeans lying at the door). His headphones
wear at the foot of the bed, and Bruce knew he had not lost his defiant
spirit yet was eager to be taken.
Explosively driven by desire, Damian silently returned attention to his
father's voice and told him "Touch me more...please."
They both instinctively decided to consummate it. Quietly they quickly
stripped off all their clothes. Bound in heart, father and son were both
looking at each other's naked bodies. The two of them just smiled at each
other. Both father and son had also gone to the gym to exercise together
more. Equally proud of their deliciously athletic physiques. This was the
first time Bruce had ever completely felt comfortable naked. Damian always
kept his pubes trimmed as his female classmates back at boarding school
liked it that way and so did most of the boys.
Bruce hurriedly turned around and was surprised when Damian came up behind
him and placed his hands on the 9" cock and started to squeeze it. The boy
was also kissing his neck.
Gotham's enigmatic protector couldn't help moaning a little as his son
kissed his neck tenderly and gently played with his penis and nuts.
The tycoon joltingly turned around and was looking directly into his son's
green eyes.
Briefly sane Bruce was just about to say something when Damian moved
forward and kissed him very gently on his lips. Stunned, Bruce just stood
looking at his son. But when Damian went to kiss him for the second time
Bruce responded and he let his son's tongue slip into his mouth.
Damian brazenly kissed his father's thick neck once more. Gritting his
teeth, Bruce tilted his son's head back and moaned again. Damian
factitiously started to kiss his way down to his father's handsome 12
pack. The nimble boy waywardly took the left nipple into his mouth while he
played with his dad's right nipple with his fingers. Bruce half painfully
moaned out even more as his son sucked hard on his son's left nipple. The
moral-upholding Caped Crusader never would have dreamed he would have
allowed his son to do this to him. Bruce savored his son's lips on his
nipple, and he was finding the kid's touch very pleasurable. He wantonly
pushed his son back and both father and son fell headlong onto the
bed. Father and son were spiritedly both kissing each other
passionately. Bruce naughtily started to kiss down to his boy's cock.
The Batman basely shoved his beloved heir's athletic legs wide open. The
usually astute youth without reluctance willingly opened both legs for his
father.
Playfully the kid let out a loud moan of pleasure when his father's tongue
touched his cock.
Damian in turn started to tease his father by running his tongue up and
down his father's divine member. Insatiably Bruce degenerately moaned out
with pleasure as his son's tongue encircled his pulsating schlong.
The magnate many admired, envied, and whispered about giddily felt Damian
exposing his flagrant hardon. He then felt his son's tongue coursing around
his meat like entwined snakes. His moans grew louder and louder as his son
started to lick up his pre-ejaculatory juices. Then Bruce cried out in
ecstasy as Damian's lips covered his sensitive tip and he started to lap on
it. The boy was greedily licking and biting his father's head. After only
six minutes of this Bruce howled out in pleasure and the boy cooed having
had his first orgasm with a real man.
Suddenly the kid gasped and jolted as he then felt that warmness ensnaring
his boner again. Just as he was surging from the supersonic shockwaves he
heard a squelching noise, which sounded like it was coming from his
mentor's mouth. The usually lone-acting pre-teen killer obeyed his
conscience and let the veneration deepen. Casting caution aside, Damian
didn't think to beg his dad to relent. He was aware that they were being
joined to each other more than physically. So, he just cooed loudly and
moaned at each suck.
Mouth hanging open, Damian was tantalized, just laid frozen in his dad's
embrace. There on his mentor's bed was his idol completely naked with his
legs wide open and in between them also completely naked was his
co-protegee and he was sucking on his own father's meat while being blown.
Bruce had his blue eyes closed and a look of pure pleasure on his face as
he continued to moan and groan and continued to bob his son's cock
delectably. Damian depravedly gave him 1,2,3 in all four wonderful
orgasms. The boy mischievously made a coughing sound. Bruce shellshocked
opened his sea-colored eyes and looked towards where the sound had come
from. In a millisecond, Damian also stopped sucking on his father's pole,
and he too turned to look. The kid's face was copiously splattered with his
father's cock juices, yet he wanted more.
Conspiringly both were giving each other hungry eyes. The lust-stricken
initially "straight" youth started to get antsy. Damian then glanced down
and saw that he had cum at least three times on the sheets. Bruce was just
about to suggest they chill when Damian quickly grabbed him and pulled him
into a hug. Bruce happily helped his son and within a few seconds both
resumed their fiery session. Panting heavily, the boy was totally pinned
down on the bed by his own dad who amazed and tortured his
fantasies. Batman's flesh and blood were in complete shock, he had been
taken completely by surprise. They had moved so quickly but were far from
finished.
Both partners united proceeded to edge each other, drinking in the others
moans, their motions rocking the bed. Damian was helplessly subdued to
it. His hands were clawing at the headboard and his legs were limp and
spread eagled to the bottom of the bed. He was flat out completely
vulnerable and at Bruce's mercy.
Half intimidated; Damian luridly told him that "This isn't funny and unless
you want repercussions- you'll free me at once."
With a light amused tut-tut, his father told him "Don't deny what you
want."
The boy continued to demand to be released-honestly to be fucked
madly. Damian out-of-character giggled, and he curtly told his father that
"I know how you can keep me quiet."
Provocatively positioned his penis directly over his face. Damian then sat
down on top of it.
Bruce could not help smiling as his son bravely wriggled his cocklet above
his face.
Transfixed, the kid was mute as he couldn't talk because his dad's manhood
was in between his lips.
Damian was deliberately pushing his hard spear tip down onto his father's
mouth so that his ass nearly smothered him. He could feel himself getting
wet and he knew his sweat was covering his father's face and he would have
no choice but to swallow them. Sensually overtaken, he felt transported had
a mouthful of his father's rich taste and scent. He was still struggling to
try and free himself, however the juices running into his mouth and the
smell of his skin were really turning him on undeniably. Damian invitingly
smiled to himself, and he moaned out loud when he felt that huge tongue
pushing up into his boy hole.
Damian enticingly said to his father through his moans of pleasure. "Old
bear you're sucking me full throttle out now!"
Bruce coquettishly smiled at his son who was amorously moaning softly and
rubbing his cock over the youth's face. The business and tabloid mogul
could see Damian's long tongue going up and round his own schlong and it
excited him. He hungrily lapped at the perky nipples before taking hold of
his boy's cock and he hypnotically started to run his hands up and down
it. Damian bashfully let out a little moan himself as his mentor played
with his hard cock. But his moans were smothered by his dad's prick once
more pushing down into his mouth.
Bruce had craved to suck on his son's cock since the private show. However,
he needed his seed. So, he bobbed on it flawlessly. As he needed his sweet
sperm inside of him to feel complete. Gotham's Black Angel unknowingly had
just taken his son's virginity as the boy took his entire cock into his
ass. He wincingly and slowly started to work himself up and down on his
young shaft. His eyes were closed as he played with his own nipples as he
rose and fell on his dad's cock to his own pace.
Damian teasingly moved towards his father's prick, got behind him, and took
over playing with his nipples and kissing his neck as Bruce fiercely and
rapidly started to suck his own son's 4.5" cut cock.
He howled as his forest-green eyes burst open and so did Bruce. Enmeshed
father and son were just smiling and looking at each other as they sucked
each other. Damian, if he was honest with himself...he had always wanted to
fuck his mentor and enigmatic idol. All his friends told him all the time
how lucky he was and if they were him, they would try their best to get
into their briefs as often as possible. The two creamy jettisons he
launched almost made him blackout.
Both Bruce and Damian's bodies were gleamingly covered with sweat. The kid
dallyingly could feel himself about to cum. Bruce also achingly felt his
cock twitching about in his son's mouth and he knew that he was about to
get rewarded with an ass full of cum.
Swept up in the enveloping allure, Damian brutishly started to grunt like a
bull nonstop, he grunted as his dad shot off three times into his
stomach. Bruce barefacedly had another orgasm as he shot each draining load
into the convulsing youth's mouth.
Consumed he just smiled lovingly at his son every second he filled that
warm ass with his cum.
Like a dutiful martial arts student, Bruce devotedly took everything he had
to give him.
When he finally stopped shooting off into that addictive mouth. Damian
supportively helped his father pull out of his cock. He then got five
pillows and put them under his father's ass. As his prick was up in the
air. He wanted his spunk to have a better chance of sealing their bond and
satisfying their desires.
Resigned to the sinking truth, Damian couldn't believe he'd just been
orally ravished and lost his virginity to his own hero, and he gladly
downed his own dad's pole once more. He was hopefully expecting Bruce to
free him having been made a man.
Damian was flagrantly looking at his cock with possessive eyes. It was
covered with his own cream and his father's seed. Just the way he liked
it. When he would fuck his boyfriends back at boarding school. He would
offer his academic services to each of them after they had finished fucking
each other. He loved the taste of combined body sweat and cock cream. It
really excited him and turned him on.
He unabashedly looked at his father and said to him. "Okay we got what we
wanted for so long, please let me loose."
Damian gave his dad a wicked smile which made him very uneasy, and he tried
to free himself once more without much success. Bruce merely looked at him
and smiled.
He then said to him chidingly "I doubt that you would be just as merciful
with your peers at school."
Damian was immodestly kneeling in front of his dad's open legs. He openly
licked from the base of his balls to the top of his cockhead and all the
time he kept eye contact with his father who was watching him
lecherously. He rapaciously moaned out when his warm tongue touched his
cock. Bruce who was watching his son very closely just smiled at both.
With a small scoff, Damian artfully winked at his father before he took his
full cock into his mouth all the way down to his balls. Even Bruce was
quite impressed with how well he sucked a cock.
Damian had the reputation at his boarding school for giving the best deep
throat blowjobs and he had sucked off many a fellow student male and female
alike-with some select instructors.
That's why he always got wonderful grades. It was not only his high degree
of intelligence that got him superb exam results. But how good he could
suck and fuck that got him the best grades.
But this was unknown to both his brother and father.
Undaunted, Damian ruthlessly continued to suck off his father until he had
licked up all the combined juices that were still on his cock. However, he
was inhumanly rock hard once more from his wonderful oral job.
Damian suggestively said to his dad. "If I show you mercy, will you give me
another good fucking?"
Bruce just nodded his head to the usually smug kid. He wanted to fuck him
grindingly now, he yearned to teach the pup a lesson, and he craved to have
him scream as he bobbed up and down on his meat stick.
Exuberantly Damian inexorably chuckled to himself as he freed his
father. Now it was his turn to take him by surprise. Embracing the
challenge, Damian starvingly mad and passionately kissed him. He wildly
tossed him down onto his back upon the bed. Truculently he dived on top of
him, and he then filled his with to the gag reflex with his now stinging
prick.
Bruce just chuckled and said to Damian "I'm going to teach you an overdue
lesson."
Damian just smiled at his father and said to him "I really hope so." He
foolishly just smiled lovingly at his second erotic god.
With some stamina to spare. Bruce really started to pound in and out of the
kid explosively. He would pull back until just the tip of his cock was
still inside of his mouth. Then he would power back into the boy. The young
prodigy was screaming out very loudly as his cock pounded in and out
between his lips. Damian had never been fucked this hard and brutally
before. His own mouth wasn't left idle, as the boy's schlong filled the
channel in need of its own exercise.
Now he was beyond sensibility very surprised to find out that he adored
it. All his other lovers had always treated him with admiration and
respect. But his father was indulging in his prick for his own pleasure,
and it felt wonderful to him as he just rammed his cock in and out of his
mouth. He was touching places no other cock had touched before.
It only took Bruce to realize his own surprise a couple of minutes of this
hard fucking.
Before he started to scream out and he could feel him spewing wildly in his
throat.
He salaciously told him "I'm gonna cum all over your cute self-absorbed
face."
Damian was unblushingly begging him "Damnit, cum all over my
face...FUCK!!!"
Bruce quickly mimed him conscience through a labored voice to
"Explode...deep...in his mouth."
It would be better if he could mentally cement their bond as well, just in
case. This pleased him and he grunted once more then thrust forward and he
ferally emptied his full load of cum into his bowels.
Bruce left his cock in his son's ass until he was sure he had stopped
shooting his warm loads.
He then pulled out of the kid, and he went quickly to his own bedroom. He
confidently turned to the right side grabbing a couple of pillows which he
cheekily put under his boy's cheeks.
Happily father and son both had their cocks fly up in the air fall limp,
both of their stomachs were boorishly filled with cum. In fact, his seed
was now gleaming in puddles on both their exhausted bodies. Smirkingly,
Bruce had also picked up his iPhone when he went for the pillows. He
animatedly started to take some pictures of both with their butts up in the
air filled with his cum leaking from them. Both just smiled shamelessly as
he took photo after photo.
For the next eight days Dick was kept busy studying while fantasizing over
his father and brother. By the time he returned home, Bruce was
contemplating about fucking both separately while he would secretly have it
filmed.
The very next morning Bruce stirred awake facing his sleeping son, glad
both had breaks today from their respective schedules, both bore very
pleased expressions on their faces. The smirk on his face proudly moved
Bruce knowing that his son by blood fully had come into himself as a
man. Later, he mused on triumphantly opening a bottle of champagne he had
purchased for such an event. This would be the last alcoholic drink the boy
would have until he had to really focus on their academic studies. But for
now, he deserved to be heralded into the new day properly.
Bruce engagingly whispered to the boy "Ready for the best wakeup call of
your life, son?"
Unaware, the boy just murmured not even feeling the sun's warmth on his
skin yet. Then Bruce just completely flung the bed sheet off their naked
bodies, with an appetizing grin. Inching down to Damain's waistline, he
then gave the hot pinkish cockhead a lip. Bruce enveloped half of the
member slowly and gingerly, he didn't want to alarm Damian into action, so
he swirled his tongue around the tingling schlong between each bob,
gradually driving the boy to groan and flail about.
Smiling at the sight of it, Bruce continued to draw his mouth back and
forth on the tuning fork with Damian gritting his teeth and incoherently
muttering. Bruce knew this was the day that he'd prove himself. Eventually
Damian was invited to every party due to his likable personality for the
ladies and for the guys his oral ability. Four days later Damian had
classmates right and left wanting to invite him over for parties,
sleepovers etc. The boys and girls were all under thrall at the new aura he
was radiating. The oral massage lasted another two minutes before Bruce
avidly swallowed his son's morning tribute and turned his gaze up at the
delighted yet tongue-tied youth.
"Hope you enjoyed that son, it's bound to be a regular routine of ours."
Over a couple of weeks afterwards Bruce had taken Damian for a physical
exam to prove that he had the Wayne genes and prowess in him. Both felt
unsettled and waited nervously for the results. Would they be able to keep
this affair shielded away or not?
Suddenly Bruce received a telephone call from his connection a couple of
days later and he went off to have a meeting with him. The three of them
waited nervously for him to return. When he did get back, he had a knowing
smile on his face. They had all the right arrangements made and personnel
paid handsomely.
Bruce smiled at his longtime confidant and surrogate father and said to him
"That's absolutely fantastic... but I've something to tell you."
Damian also said half teasingly "He has something to tell everyone who
matters."
At once Bruce and Damian both said simultaneously that "We're both now
members of the Secret Erastes League, aka SEL, and Dick's an honorary
member."
In a beat the Wayne patriarch looked at his boys who were trying to look as
innocent as possible and just laughed and he then said to them all.
"It's all splendid news, now we just have to see about a vacation mansion
big enough for you to enjoy our new pastime until you graduate high school
and go to college."
All of them uproariously burst out laughing.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/on-call-for-timmy | Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2023 18:17:05 -0500 From: Justin Berry Subject: On Call For Timmy Don't forget to donate to Nifty, to keep the lights on and the fun coming your way! You can use this link https://donate.nifty.org/ This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. ---- My name's Ben and I work at New York City's finest hotel. That's the Ritz Carlton, in case you're from out of town. I am part of the Elite Class that serves only our highest profile clientele. There aren't many of them, but they tend to be demanding. That's why we're required to be on-call 24/7. I serve Penthouse 2 and that's where I became acquainted with one of the biggest stars in Hollywood today: Timothee Chalamet. It was a Thursday afternoon when he checked in, a little after 2PM. Timothee arrived in sweats and a hoodie that were undoubtedly worth thousands. His sunglasses attempted to obscure his celebrity but his gorgeous brown curls gave him away. One would guess a star of his caliber would have one or many assistants traveling with them, but Tim arrived alone. As his personal valet, I escorted he and his luggage up in the private elevator that let out into his penthouse. Once inside his suite, Timmy (as I affectionately call him in my mind) took off his sunglasses and shed his hoodie. His famous hair looked somehow amazing. He asked a few perfunctory questions about the rooms and wondered specifically about the bathroom amenities. I pointed toward his master bath and then followed him inside. Timmy took a look at the walk-in shower and its glass enclosure. "I think about ten people could fit in this shower," he joked. Timmy was in a white sleeveless t-shirt and I could smell that his flight into the city had been long and hot. Wisps of pit hair escaped, as did more of his exquisite musk, when he raised his arms and stretched. "I could use one now," Timmy said with a laugh. I couldn't help but say he smelled fine to me. Perhaps I let my enjoyment show more than I intended. A mischievous twinkle appeared in his eyes. "Hey, weird question- do you guys have any nail clippers here?" "We do indeed, sir," I said. Then I pulled out a nearby drawer that had everything a person could want if giving themselves a manicure. "Sweet," Timmy said and then he sat down on the closed toilet lid and began taking off his shoes and socks. "My fucking toe nails are long over due for a trim, man. I was doing this movie with Luca and he told me not to trim them for the whole month we shot. You think you can help me out?" Timmy lifted his leg and hoisted his left foot up onto the bathroom countertop. For a moment I must have looked surprised, performing a pedicure myself is not an everyday occurrence. But I am amenable to all my guests, and at that moment my dick was rock hard inside my slacks. I've always had an intense foot fetish and Tim's feet were perfect. Thin, like the rest of him, but flexible and expressive. I inhaled the aroma that had been unleashed and I felt a drop of pre-cum fall from my cock. His feet were close and I could see his toe nails were a little long, but not in a crazy world record way. Attempting to maintain composure, I pulled a nail clipper from the drawer and took his foot in my hand. Beginning with his pinky toe, I went one by one and trimmed the nails. It's hard to do on another person. All I could do was cut them where I thought I would on myself. The big toe nails were easier to get a hold on due to their bigger size, but that meant the nails were thicker a bit harder to clip. Once I was holding Timmy's foot, trying to get to his middle toe nail from a comfortable angle, and his foot grazed my erection. "What's that?" Timmy said, though his grin said he already knew. "My belt buckle," I lied. "Uh huh," he said with a toe wiggle. As I finished his right big toe, I pulled the large trimming off and sat it with the rest. That made a neat set of ten toe nail trimmings. Tim looked at his toes and flexed them. He thanked me and said he felt one hundred percent better. He stood and walked toward the door. I kept my eye on his discarded toe nails. We both noticed I hadn't thrown them in the trash. "They're yours," Tim said. Stammering, I mumbles something incoherent until he stopped me. "Look, I can tell," he told me. "Take `em, toss `em, just don't sell `em. Okay dude?" He laughed sweetly and walked barefoot into the kitchen. I scooped the toe nails into my pocket, saving out the biggest clipping. That piece I stuck beside my tongue as I followed after him. Sucking on his toe nail clipping, savoring his tang, my dick grew harder still. I tried feebly to adjust it before I got to him. Luckily he was looking out the window toward Central Park. I preferred my view of him. Thin and gorgeous body, literally a perfect man from head to toe. Timmy leaned over to see something and I got a nice view of his ass. By no means a bubble butt, it had a beautiful curve of its own. I made sure he knew I was at his disposal 24/7 and asked if there was anything else he might need. "Uh, how do I say this? I'm gonna need condoms. I don't want any baby me's walking around til after I win my second Oscar." I laughed and noted down the (large) quantity he wanted and tried not to think about how I was buying things for Timothee Chalamet to put his dick in. Then I could tell he was about to sneeze. Instinctively I pointed to the paper towels on the kitchen counter. He leaned over and grabbed one and sneezed mightily into it. Then he loudly blew his nose into the paper as well. I could hear wads of snot spewing out. Timmy apologized and wadded up the paper and dropped it on the counter. Then his phone starting going off in his carry on bag and he went to answer it. Silently, I let myself out. Not before grabbing his snotty paper towel however. Two minutes later I was back in my much humbler dwellings one floor below. I opened up the wadded paper towel and saw Tim's snot staring back. It was mostly clear with some darker shades intertwined. Reaching out with my tongue, I licked it and sucked a slick glob into my mouth. I wiped the rest on my face, spreading Timmy's snot on my cheeks and forehead. Then I reached for the rest of his toe nail clippings. I dropped them in my mouth and began chewing them up and swallowing. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever eaten. As I felt the toe nails on my tongue and in my teeth, I pulled down my pants and quickly jerked myself off into the hardest orgasm of my adult life. ---------- The next night around 8PM I received a message that Timothee was in need of me. I walked to his suite and knocked but no one answered. Knowing he requested me, I used my key and entered his penthouse. I called out his name. "In here," said his voice from the bedroom. Passing into the bedroom, I noticed several suitcases lying open. Their designer contents had been semi-unpacked. It looked like Tim was getting ready for a night out. But he wasn't in the bedroom. That meant he was in the master bathroom. As I approached, I was surprised to find him siting naked on the toilet. I tried not to look anywhere but his eyes. Timmy's eyes are gorgeous and normally magnetic. Though when he's sitting there naked ... I couldn't help but glance down at his thin frame. Dark pink nipples and a muscular stomach, a trimmed but healthy patch of pubic hair. A long cream colored cock hanging down into the toilet bowl. I knew I shouldn't stare, and certainly had no clue how intimately acquainted I would soon become with his body. "Ben, I'm so glad you could make it," Tim said. "I did the dumbest thing." "Happy to help," I replied. Timmy scrunched up his face and let out a big fart. "Sorry about that," he said. Then I heard a few pieces of shit plop into the toilet water. "Sorry about that too, but I'm done now." With his winning smile and effortless charm aimed at me, I could only smile like being a toilet attendant was something I did daily. "The dumb thing I did was I painted my fingernails with this clear coat of polish that Zendaya gave me. Then I sat down to take a big shit. And my nails aren't dry yet. So could you be a bro, and give me a hand?" Many thoughts ran through my mind as I told him the pleasure would be all mine. The sparkle in his eyes said he already knew that. "Thanks man," Timmy said as he stood up. He turned and placed his hands against the wall above the commode. His flawless alabaster skin and the elegant contour of his back led down to the sweet curve of his ass. Tim spread his legs and bent forward. In order to do a thorough job, I got down on my knees in front of his ass. His cheeks were spread and I could see but a few smudges of shit surrounding his hole. I took some toilet paper and tore off a few segments. Then I carefully cleaned his hole, making sure the sweet ring of hair around it came clean as well. I dropped the soiled paper into the bowl on top of his shit. He'd had some corn lately, I could tell that much. Then I did another wipe, not wanting to be as forceful as I would on myself. Then I told him that his hole looked nice and clean to me. Emphasis on the nice, his pink pucker had given me a hard on that protruded like a third leg. "Cool. Thank you so much," Timmy said. Then he flushed and I watched as his waste was carried away. A few smudges adhered to the inside of the bowl, his shit autograph I thought. "Alright," Timmy continued, "can you do one more thing? Kinda weird." "Anything," I said. I was still on my knees and his hole was inches from my face. I was in no hurry to leave that position. "I'll be honest. I'm going to this premiere and there will be at least three Oscar nominees wanting to fuck me. I might do them all, but along the way they're gonna want to eat my ass. They always do. So it's gotta be really clean." "Should I wipe it again?" I asked. "Nah, just lick it and see that it tastes okay." Timmy turned his face to wall and thrust his spread cheeks forward. My dick was leaking pre-cum like crazy and I realized I might never be as happy as I was in that moment again. I moved in closer and stuck out my tongue. From taint up to his hole and then up the crack, I swabbed my tongue on Timmy's ass. "Yeah," he said, "all the way up and down like toilet paper. Get that hole clean." Intending to do just that, I stuck my tongue into his pink pucker. I was happy to taste some of Tim's shit residue, I hadn't been as thorough as I should when wiping him. So I sucked on his hole and it opened a little more. I penetrated it with my tongue, going so far inside him that the bottom of my tongue scraped my teeth. Savoring his personal ass funk, I sucked and licked until the hole was clean. My lips swabbed his asshole hairs and I felt a few come loose into my mouth. "Clean?" Tim asked. Reluctantly I said it was. "Give it one good sniff, I don't want it to smell okay man?" My face got close to his asshole. He reached back with his now dry nails and spread his cheeks as far as they'd go. His hole opened up and I could see darkness leading into his love cavern. I inhaled deeply, wanting his scent to stay with me as long as possible. "Smells nice and fresh," I said. "Fuck yeah," Timothee said. Then he turned around and I saw he had a rather stiff boner himself. He noticed me noticing him and said, "Can't help it. When your tongue went in my ass, this guy stood up." He laughed and asked if I could help him with it as well. Nodding, and still on my knees, he waved his hard dick in front of my face. I kissed the sweet pink head and let my tongue play in his piss slit. Then I moved down to his balls, sucking on each one and holding them like eggs in my mouth. A moment later, his cock was all the way down my throat. I was gagging but Timmy kept thrusting and I could hear that it was amazing for him. He moaned and I caught my breath. I knew he was close. Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth and pointed his dick at my face. Hot cum sprayed out, splashing my face and my hair. Timmy sprayed again and again. Globs dripped down my face. I tasted as much as I could with my tongue and swallowed the heavenly nectar from this God. I saw cum splotches on my suit jacket and I knew there would be residue there forever. I was very happy about that. Every time I wore that jacket I would be covered in Timmy's cum. "Thanks dude," Tim said and ran for his phone. I said he was quite welcome and I'd gladly be of service to him anytime. Before I realized it, he was back and snapping a picture of me with his phone. Me with his cum in my hair and on my face. He laughed and assured me it was for him only. Then I was gone, walking in the hallway with Timothee Chalamet's jizz on me. His ass hairs still in my mouth. I passed several families and wondered if they could smell the movie star's asshole I had just made out with. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2023 18:17:05 -0500
From: Justin Berry <[email protected]>
Subject: On Call For Timmy
Don't forget to donate to Nifty, to keep the lights on and the fun coming
your way! You can use this link https://donate.nifty.org/ This story is
fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of
the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private
lives.
----
My name's Ben and I work at New York City's finest hotel. That's the
Ritz Carlton, in case you're from out of town. I am part of the Elite
Class that serves only our highest profile clientele. There aren't many
of them, but they tend to be demanding. That's why we're required to be
on-call 24/7.
I serve Penthouse 2 and that's where I became acquainted with one of the
biggest stars in Hollywood today: Timothee Chalamet. It was a Thursday
afternoon when he checked in, a little after 2PM. Timothee arrived in
sweats and a hoodie that were undoubtedly worth thousands. His sunglasses
attempted to obscure his celebrity but his gorgeous brown curls gave him
away.
One would guess a star of his caliber would have one or many assistants
traveling with them, but Tim arrived alone. As his personal valet, I
escorted he and his luggage up in the private elevator that let out into
his penthouse. Once inside his suite, Timmy (as I affectionately call him
in my mind) took off his sunglasses and shed his hoodie. His famous hair
looked somehow amazing.
He asked a few perfunctory questions about the rooms and wondered
specifically about the bathroom amenities. I pointed toward his master
bath and then followed him inside. Timmy took a look at the walk-in
shower and its glass enclosure.
"I think about ten people could fit in this shower," he joked.
Timmy was in a white sleeveless t-shirt and I could smell that his flight
into the city had been long and hot. Wisps of pit hair escaped, as did
more of his exquisite musk, when he raised his arms and stretched.
"I could use one now," Timmy said with a laugh. I couldn't help but
say he smelled fine to me. Perhaps I let my enjoyment show more than I
intended. A mischievous twinkle appeared in his eyes. "Hey, weird
question- do you guys have any nail clippers here?"
"We do indeed, sir," I said. Then I pulled out a nearby drawer that had
everything a person could want if giving themselves a manicure.
"Sweet," Timmy said and then he sat down on the closed toilet lid and
began taking off his shoes and socks. "My fucking toe nails are long
over due for a trim, man. I was doing this movie with Luca and he told me
not to trim them for the whole month we shot. You think you can help me
out?"
Timmy lifted his leg and hoisted his left foot up onto the bathroom
countertop. For a moment I must have looked surprised, performing a
pedicure myself is not an everyday occurrence. But I am amenable to all
my guests, and at that moment my dick was rock hard inside my slacks.
I've always had an intense foot fetish and Tim's feet were perfect.
Thin, like the rest of him, but flexible and expressive.
I inhaled the aroma that had been unleashed and I felt a drop of pre-cum
fall from my cock. His feet were close and I could see his toe nails were
a little long, but not in a crazy world record way. Attempting to
maintain composure, I pulled a nail clipper from the drawer and took his
foot in my hand. Beginning with his pinky toe, I went one by one and
trimmed the nails. It's hard to do on another person. All I could do was
cut them where I thought I would on myself.
The big toe nails were easier to get a hold on due to their bigger size,
but that meant the nails were thicker a bit harder to clip. Once I was
holding Timmy's foot, trying to get to his middle toe nail from a
comfortable angle, and his foot grazed my erection.
"What's that?" Timmy said, though his grin said he already knew.
"My belt buckle," I lied.
"Uh huh," he said with a toe wiggle.
As I finished his right big toe, I pulled the large trimming off and sat
it with the rest. That made a neat set of ten toe nail trimmings. Tim
looked at his toes and flexed them. He thanked me and said he felt one
hundred percent better. He stood and walked toward the door. I kept my
eye on his discarded toe nails. We both noticed I hadn't thrown them in
the trash.
"They're yours," Tim said.
Stammering, I mumbles something incoherent until he stopped me.
"Look, I can tell," he told me. "Take `em, toss `em, just don't
sell `em. Okay dude?" He laughed sweetly and walked barefoot into the
kitchen. I scooped the toe nails into my pocket, saving out the biggest
clipping. That piece I stuck beside my tongue as I followed after him.
Sucking on his toe nail clipping, savoring his tang, my dick grew harder
still. I tried feebly to adjust it before I got to him. Luckily he was
looking out the window toward Central Park. I preferred my view of him.
Thin and gorgeous body, literally a perfect man from head to toe. Timmy
leaned over to see something and I got a nice view of his ass. By no
means a bubble butt, it had a beautiful curve of its own.
I made sure he knew I was at his disposal 24/7 and asked if there was
anything else he might need.
"Uh, how do I say this? I'm gonna need condoms. I don't want any baby
me's walking around til after I win my second Oscar."
I laughed and noted down the (large) quantity he wanted and tried not to
think about how I was buying things for Timothee Chalamet to put his dick
in.
Then I could tell he was about to sneeze. Instinctively I pointed to the
paper towels on the kitchen counter. He leaned over and grabbed one and
sneezed mightily into it. Then he loudly blew his nose into the paper as
well. I could hear wads of snot spewing out.
Timmy apologized and wadded up the paper and dropped it on the counter.
Then his phone starting going off in his carry on bag and he went to
answer it. Silently, I let myself out. Not before grabbing his snotty
paper towel however.
Two minutes later I was back in my much humbler dwellings one floor
below. I opened up the wadded paper towel and saw Tim's snot staring
back. It was mostly clear with some darker shades intertwined. Reaching
out with my tongue, I licked it and sucked a slick glob into my mouth. I
wiped the rest on my face, spreading Timmy's snot on my cheeks and
forehead.
Then I reached for the rest of his toe nail clippings. I dropped them in
my mouth and began chewing them up and swallowing. It was the most
amazing thing I'd ever eaten. As I felt the toe nails on my tongue and
in my teeth, I pulled down my pants and quickly jerked myself off into
the hardest orgasm of my adult life.
----------
The next night around 8PM I received a message that Timothee was in need
of me. I walked to his suite and knocked but no one answered. Knowing he
requested me, I used my key and entered his penthouse. I called out his
name.
"In here," said his voice from the bedroom. Passing into the bedroom, I
noticed several suitcases lying open. Their designer contents had been
semi-unpacked. It looked like Tim was getting ready for a night out. But
he wasn't in the bedroom.
That meant he was in the master bathroom. As I approached, I was
surprised to find him siting naked on the toilet. I tried not to look
anywhere but his eyes. Timmy's eyes are gorgeous and normally magnetic.
Though when he's sitting there naked ... I couldn't help but glance down
at his thin frame. Dark pink nipples and a muscular stomach, a trimmed
but healthy patch of pubic hair. A long cream colored cock hanging down
into the toilet bowl. I knew I shouldn't stare, and certainly had no
clue how intimately acquainted I would soon become with his body.
"Ben, I'm so glad you could make it," Tim said. "I did the dumbest
thing."
"Happy to help," I replied.
Timmy scrunched up his face and let out a big fart. "Sorry about that,"
he said. Then I heard a few pieces of shit plop into the toilet water.
"Sorry about that too, but I'm done now." With his winning smile and
effortless charm aimed at me, I could only smile like being a toilet
attendant was something I did daily. "The dumb thing I did was I painted
my fingernails with this clear coat of polish that Zendaya gave me. Then
I sat down to take a big shit. And my nails aren't dry yet. So could you
be a bro, and give me a hand?"
Many thoughts ran through my mind as I told him the pleasure would be all
mine. The sparkle in his eyes said he already knew that. "Thanks man,"
Timmy said as he stood up. He turned and placed his hands against the
wall above the commode. His flawless alabaster skin and the elegant
contour of his back led down to the sweet curve of his ass.
Tim spread his legs and bent forward. In order to do a thorough job, I
got down on my knees in front of his ass. His cheeks were spread and I
could see but a few smudges of shit surrounding his hole. I took some
toilet paper and tore off a few segments. Then I carefully cleaned his
hole, making sure the sweet ring of hair around it came clean as well.
I dropped the soiled paper into the bowl on top of his shit. He'd had
some corn lately, I could tell that much. Then I did another wipe, not
wanting to be as forceful as I would on myself. Then I told him that his
hole looked nice and clean to me. Emphasis on the nice, his pink pucker
had given me a hard on that protruded like a third leg.
"Cool. Thank you so much," Timmy said. Then he flushed and I watched as
his waste was carried away. A few smudges adhered to the inside of the
bowl, his shit autograph I thought. "Alright," Timmy continued, "can
you do one more thing? Kinda weird."
"Anything," I said. I was still on my knees and his hole was inches
from my face. I was in no hurry to leave that position.
"I'll be honest. I'm going to this premiere and there will be at least
three Oscar nominees wanting to fuck me. I might do them all, but along
the way they're gonna want to eat my ass. They always do. So it's gotta
be really clean."
"Should I wipe it again?" I asked.
"Nah, just lick it and see that it tastes okay." Timmy turned his face
to wall and thrust his spread cheeks forward. My dick was leaking pre-cum
like crazy and I realized I might never be as happy as I was in that
moment again.
I moved in closer and stuck out my tongue. From taint up to his hole and
then up the crack, I swabbed my tongue on Timmy's ass.
"Yeah," he said, "all the way up and down like toilet paper. Get that
hole clean." Intending to do just that, I stuck my tongue into his pink
pucker. I was happy to taste some of Tim's shit residue, I hadn't been
as thorough as I should when wiping him. So I sucked on his hole and it
opened a little more. I penetrated it with my tongue, going so far inside
him that the bottom of my tongue scraped my teeth.
Savoring his personal ass funk, I sucked and licked until the hole was
clean. My lips swabbed his asshole hairs and I felt a few come loose into
my mouth.
"Clean?" Tim asked. Reluctantly I said it was. "Give it one good
sniff, I don't want it to smell okay man?" My face got close to his
asshole. He reached back with his now dry nails and spread his cheeks as
far as they'd go. His hole opened up and I could see darkness leading
into his love cavern. I inhaled deeply, wanting his scent to stay with me
as long as possible.
"Smells nice and fresh," I said.
"Fuck yeah," Timothee said. Then he turned around and I saw he had a
rather stiff boner himself. He noticed me noticing him and said, "Can't
help it. When your tongue went in my ass, this guy stood up." He laughed
and asked if I could help him with it as well.
Nodding, and still on my knees, he waved his hard dick in front of my
face. I kissed the sweet pink head and let my tongue play in his piss
slit. Then I moved down to his balls, sucking on each one and holding
them like eggs in my mouth. A moment later, his cock was all the way down
my throat. I was gagging but Timmy kept thrusting and I could hear that
it was amazing for him. He moaned and I caught my breath. I knew he was
close.
Suddenly, he pulled out of my mouth and pointed his dick at my face. Hot
cum sprayed out, splashing my face and my hair. Timmy sprayed again and
again. Globs dripped down my face. I tasted as much as I could with my
tongue and swallowed the heavenly nectar from this God. I saw cum
splotches on my suit jacket and I knew there would be residue there
forever. I was very happy about that. Every time I wore that jacket I
would be covered in Timmy's cum.
"Thanks dude," Tim said and ran for his phone. I said he was quite
welcome and I'd gladly be of service to him anytime.
Before I realized it, he was back and snapping a picture of me with his
phone. Me with his cum in my hair and on my face. He laughed and assured
me it was for him only. Then I was gone, walking in the hallway with
Timothee Chalamet's jizz on me. His ass hairs still in my mouth. I
passed several families and wondered if they could smell the movie
star's asshole I had just made out with.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/fathers-day-fuck | Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2023 08:15:40 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Father's Day Fuck Up and coming rapper, Kai Kash was finally able to be home on Father's Day with his dad. The street's knew his dad as BLK Rube, Kai just knew him as "Dad." Kai walked into his dad's bedroom. His dad was watching some sort of Gangsta movie. "You gone let me tap that ass tonight?" His dad asked. Kai spun around quick and looked at his dad strangely. "Dad!" Kai exclaimed, shocked. "Come on, son." Kai's dad said. "You been promising me that since you graduated college." Kai walked over and stood in front of his dad who was sitting on his bed. "I mean, you can't just walk up in the house, your ass fat as fuck, acting like I'm not supposed to want none. Come on, bruh!" Kai just chuckled. "Dick tease!" Kai bent down and kissed his dad on the lips and said, "Alright, you can have me." "You serious?" Kai's dad asked, his eyes lit up. "Yea. I'm serious." Kai said, chuckling. "How do you want me?" "I want to rip all them clothes off you and fuck you like a dog, but" Kai's dad said. "You'd probably have a problem with that." Kai looked at his dad. A smile crept across his face. "Just curious." Kai said. "Would you do it rough?" Kai's dad grinned from ear to ear and asked, "Would you like I rough?" Kai just grinned from ear to ear. "How long have you wanted it rough?" Since I was a teenager." Kai said. "I just never knew how to ask for it." Kai's dad leaned in and kissed his son roughly and said, "Just ask. I'll tear that ass. No problem." Then Kai's dad proceeded to tear Kai's t-shirt off his body. "Now, get your ass up against that wall." Kai's dad said. "Be quick about it!" Kai did what his dad said and got up against the wall. He even put his hands up over his head for good measure. "You and your fine looking ass!" SMACK! Kai's dad roughly slapped his ass hard. "Mmmm." Kai moaned. He could feel his dick starting to stir. "You like that, hunh?" Kai's dad asked. Before Kai could say a word, Kai's dad slapped his ass again. "You like that don't you?" Kai's dad asked as he slapped him once again. Kai's dick started to get hard and Kai moan, "Yess!" This time, Kai's dad gripped his ass firmly, giving his cheeks a good hard squeeze. At this point, Kai's dick was rock hard. Kai's dad saw Kai's hard dick. "So, smackin' your ass makes your dick hard, hunh?" "No." Kai corrected. "You smackin' my ass makes my dick hard!" "I think there should be a punishment for your dick being hard." Kai's dad said with a wicked grin on his face. Kai looked at his dad and said. "Oh really? What's the punishment?" Kai's dad unbuttoned his jeans, letting them fall to the floor and pulled out his hard dick. "The punishment is to get down on your knees and suck my dick." Kai's dad said. "Then I'm gonna fuck that shit out of you!" Kai tried to hide the grin that was forming on his face. His dad's dick was huge.... At least ten inches long with a curve! Kai had always wanted to taste that dick! So, he obediently got down on his knees in front of his dad. "That's right." His dad said. "Get down on your knees and accept your punishment." Kai opened his mouth, and his dad slid his dick into Kai's mouth. Then Kai's dad grabbed him by his head and began to, slowly, fuck his face. "Mmmm!" Kai's dad moaned. "You got a real hot mouth!" "Should I tell him I learned to suck dick from Diddy?" Kai thought to himself. "Naw, he doesn't need to know where I learned it from." Kai continued to suck his dad's dick, getting the man hotter and hotter. Kai's dad's eyes rolled all the way into the back of his head. "Ooh, yea, son! Suck my dick real good!" Kai's dad said. "You're gettin' me real hot, son! Fuck!" Kai's dad fucked his face harder and faster. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "I need that fat ass of yours!" The only person who had ever eat his ass was Diddy son, Christian Combs. "Now, that boy could eat some ass." Kai thought as he crawled onto his dad's bed. "I hope my dad is just as good!" Kai's dad got behind him and spread the young man's ass cheeks apart wide. Then he began to nibble on Kai's ass. "Oooh!" Kai moaned. "Mmmmm!" Kai's dad nibbled on his ass lips. "Jesus!" He had never felt anything like this before. SMACK! SMACK! Kai's dad slapped his ass hard. "You like that, son?" Kai's dad asked. Kai looked back at his dad and said, "HELL YESS!" Kai's dad slid his middle finger up Kai's hole. "Oww!" Kai cried out. "Damn, that hole is tight!" Kai's dad said as he massaged Kai's ass. "Don't worry. I can fix it." He slid his tongue deep up Kai's asshole. Kai's eyes grew wide as he felt his dad's long tongue going into his asshole. "God damn!" Kai cried out. He reached back and tried to cover his ass with his hands. "Oh, no you don't, son!" Kai's dad said stern. "I've been waiting a long time for this ass." The two men wrestled a bit. Then Kai's dad was able to Tie his son's hands behind his back with the bed sheets. "This ass is mine!" Kai's dad spread Kai's ass cheeks wide apart. Then he slid his middle finger up his son's ass, forcing it in and out of his son's hole. "Mmmm!" Kai moaned. Every time His dad slid his finger inside Kai's ass, Kai's hole tightly around his finger. "Damn, Kai!" His dad said. "Your whole is tight as hell!" He continued to finger his son's hole. "When was the last time you got fucked?" "It's been a minute." Kai admitted. "Well, damn, son!" Kai's dad exclaimed. "Well, don't worry. I got you." Kai's dad got behind him and played with Kai's ass cheeks, gently, spreading them apart. "Look at that pretty hole." Kai's dad said. He bent down and kissed his son's asshole. "Such a pretty hole." Then he licked the crack of Kai's ass. "Mmmm." Kai moaned. "Mealtime!" Kai's dad said. Kai chuckled. Kai's dad nibbled on Kai's ass. "Oooh... Ooooh.... Ahhhh!" Kai moaned. "Jesus!" As Kai's dad nibbled on his ass cheeks, Kai's body started to tremble. "Uh, dad, can we talk about this?" Kai asked. "Not while I'm eating son." Kai's dad said. "Not while I'm eating." Kai's dad ate his son out like a pro. Kai was moaning with every lick and slurp. "Jesus!" Kai cried out. "Hush, boy!" Kai's dad said. "The neighbors will hear you!" "Fuck the neighbors!" Kai said breathlessly. "You're eating me out like it ain't nothin'! Fuck!" SMACK! Kai's dad slapped Kai's ass hard! "That doesn't help! That just makes me hornier, God dammit!" "I know what will shut you up!" Kai's dad said. He grabbed Kai's head and shoved his dick down Kai's throat. Kai gagged several times as his dad fucked his throat. Then Kai's dad started using Kai's ass like a pair of bongos, smacking one ass cheek then the other. At this point, Kai was hotter than hades! He spit his dad's dick out his mouth and roared, "FUCK ME!" Kai's dad was shocked and then he smiled broadly. "Alright, son." He said. "I'll fuck you... but first." He reached into the nightstand and pulled out two sets of handcuffs. Kai sighed and said, "Alright, dad. I'll do what you want. Just fuck me, okay?" "Trust me, son." Kai's dad said. "I'm gonna fuck you." "Where do you want me to be, dad?" Kai asked. Kai's dad pointed to the balcony. "I knew I was gonna get fucked in public today! Let's go!" Kai walked over to the balcony railing. Then his dad slapped his ass, which made him jump. "Damn, dad!" Kai exclaimed. "Come on, son. You really didn't thing I was gonna slap that ass again?" Kai's dad asked. Kai just shrugged his shoulders. "Well, note to self. I will slap them fine ass cheeks whenever I get the opportunity." Kai chuckled and said, "Duly noted!" Kai hung onto the balcony railing as his dad slid his ten inch monster up his ass. "Oooh, shit!" He moaned. "Dad, you gotta BIG dick!" "You like that dick, son?" Kai's dad asked. "Indeed!" Kai said with a smile. Kai's dad rammed his dick up his son's hole. "Oooh, yes, dad! Fuck me!" As Kasi's dad fucked his hole, some of Kai's dad's friends came into the room. "Hey, man. Where you at?" Someone called out. "Out here!" Kai's dad said. "Please don't stop." Kai said. "I hadn't planned on it." Kai's dad said with a smile. Kai's dad's friends were a bit shocked to see Kai's dad fucking his son. "He finally let you fuck him?" One of them said. "Yep!" Kai's dad said happily. "How tight is that ass?" Someone else asked. Kai's dad pulled out of Kai's ass and said, "See for yourself." Kai's dad's friends all took turns grabbing Kai's ass. They even slid their fingers up his hole. "Ffuucckk!" Kai moaned. Then one of his dad's friends reached out and groped his nipples. "Mmmmm!" "That makes you hot, hunh, man?" The man asked. "I'm sure it does." Kai's dad said as he slid his dick back up Kai's ass. Then, while his friends watched, Kai's dad fucked the shit out of Kai, slamming his hard dick up Kai's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Kai roared. "Yea, fuck that ass!" Someone said excitedly. Kai's dad piston fucked Kai's hole real good. "Fuck me!" Kai hollered. Then Kai's dad pulled his dick out. "Lay down on the table son." Kai's dad said. Kai laid down on a glass table with his legs in the air. Then Kai's dad fucked him real good, making Kai scream. "Yea, fuck his ass!" Someone said. Then Kai's dad roared, "I'M GONNA CUMMM!" Kai's dad pulled his dick out of his son's ass. "Come get some of this protein, son." Kai's dad said. Kai opened his mouth and let his dad slide his dick inside. Seconds later.... "FUCK!" Kai's dad shot his load down Kai's throat. "MMMMM! OOOOH!" Kai's dad dumped several loads down Kai's throat. "GOD DAMN!" It took a minute, but Kai's dad dumped his entire load down his son's throat. "How you feel, son?" Kai's dad asked him. Kai looked at his dad and said, "Full!" The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2023 08:15:40 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Father's Day Fuck
Up and coming rapper, Kai Kash was finally able to be home on Father's
Day with his dad. The street's knew his dad as BLK Rube, Kai just knew
him as "Dad." Kai walked into his dad's bedroom. His dad was
watching some sort of Gangsta movie. "You gone let me tap that ass
tonight?" His dad asked. Kai spun around quick and looked at his dad
strangely. "Dad!" Kai exclaimed, shocked.
"Come on, son." Kai's dad said. "You been promising me that since you
graduated college." Kai walked over and stood in front of his dad who
was sitting on his bed. "I mean, you can't just walk up in the house,
your ass fat as fuck, acting like I'm not supposed to want none. Come
on, bruh!" Kai just chuckled. "Dick tease!" Kai bent down and kissed
his dad on the lips and said, "Alright, you can have me."
"You serious?" Kai's dad asked, his eyes lit up. "Yea. I'm
serious." Kai said, chuckling. "How do you want me?" "I want to rip
all them clothes off you and fuck you like a dog, but" Kai's dad said.
"You'd probably have a problem with that." Kai looked at his dad. A
smile crept across his face. "Just curious." Kai said. "Would you do
it rough?"
Kai's dad grinned from ear to ear and asked, "Would you like I
rough?" Kai just grinned from ear to ear. "How long have you wanted it
rough?" Since I was a teenager." Kai said. "I just never knew how to
ask for it." Kai's dad leaned in and kissed his son roughly and said,
"Just ask. I'll tear that ass. No problem." Then Kai's dad
proceeded to tear Kai's t-shirt off his body.
"Now, get your ass up against that wall." Kai's dad said. "Be quick
about it!" Kai did what his dad said and got up against the wall. He
even put his hands up over his head for good measure. "You and your fine
looking ass!" SMACK! Kai's dad roughly slapped his ass hard.
"Mmmm." Kai moaned. He could feel his dick starting to stir. "You
like that, hunh?" Kai's dad asked. Before Kai could say a word, Kai's
dad slapped his ass again.
"You like that don't you?" Kai's dad asked as he slapped him once
again. Kai's dick started to get hard and Kai moan, "Yess!" This
time, Kai's dad gripped his ass firmly, giving his cheeks a good hard
squeeze. At this point, Kai's dick was rock hard. Kai's dad saw
Kai's hard dick. "So, smackin' your ass makes your dick hard,
hunh?" "No." Kai corrected. "You smackin' my ass makes my dick
hard!"
"I think there should be a punishment for your dick being hard." Kai's
dad said with a wicked grin on his face. Kai looked at his dad and said.
"Oh really? What's the punishment?" Kai's dad unbuttoned his jeans,
letting them fall to the floor and pulled out his hard dick. "The
punishment is to get down on your knees and suck my dick." Kai's dad
said. "Then I'm gonna fuck that shit out of you!"
Kai tried to hide the grin that was forming on his face. His dad's dick
was huge.... At least ten inches long with a curve! Kai had always wanted
to taste that dick! So, he obediently got down on his knees in front of
his dad. "That's right." His dad said. "Get down on your knees and
accept your punishment."
Kai opened his mouth, and his dad slid his dick into Kai's mouth. Then
Kai's dad grabbed him by his head and began to, slowly, fuck his face.
"Mmmm!" Kai's dad moaned. "You got a real hot mouth!" "Should I
tell him I learned to suck dick from Diddy?" Kai thought to himself.
"Naw, he doesn't need to know where I learned it from."
Kai continued to suck his dad's dick, getting the man hotter and
hotter. Kai's dad's eyes rolled all the way into the back of his
head. "Ooh, yea, son! Suck my dick real good!" Kai's dad said.
"You're gettin' me real hot, son! Fuck!" Kai's dad fucked his face
harder and faster. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "I need that fat ass of
yours!" The only person who had ever eat his ass was Diddy son,
Christian Combs. "Now, that boy could eat some ass." Kai thought as he
crawled onto his dad's bed. "I hope my dad is just as good!"
Kai's dad got behind him and spread the young man's ass cheeks apart
wide. Then he began to nibble on Kai's ass. "Oooh!" Kai moaned.
"Mmmmm!" Kai's dad nibbled on his ass lips. "Jesus!" He had never
felt anything like this before. SMACK! SMACK! Kai's dad slapped his
ass hard. "You like that, son?" Kai's dad asked. Kai looked back at
his dad and said, "HELL YESS!"
Kai's dad slid his middle finger up Kai's hole. "Oww!" Kai cried
out. "Damn, that hole is tight!" Kai's dad said as he massaged Kai's
ass. "Don't worry. I can fix it." He slid his tongue deep up Kai's
asshole. Kai's eyes grew wide as he felt his dad's long tongue going
into his asshole. "God damn!" Kai cried out. He reached back and
tried to cover his ass with his hands. "Oh, no you don't, son!"
Kai's dad said stern. "I've been waiting a long time for this ass."
The two men wrestled a bit. Then Kai's dad was able to Tie his son's
hands behind his back with the bed sheets. "This ass is mine!"
Kai's dad spread Kai's ass cheeks wide apart. Then he slid his middle
finger up his son's ass, forcing it in and out of his son's hole.
"Mmmm!" Kai moaned. Every time His dad slid his finger inside Kai's
ass, Kai's hole tightly around his finger. "Damn, Kai!" His dad said.
"Your whole is tight as hell!" He continued to finger his son's hole.
"When was the last time you got fucked?" "It's been a minute." Kai
admitted. "Well, damn, son!" Kai's dad exclaimed. "Well, don't
worry. I got you."
Kai's dad got behind him and played with Kai's ass cheeks, gently,
spreading them apart. "Look at that pretty hole." Kai's dad said. He
bent down and kissed his son's asshole. "Such a pretty hole." Then he
licked the crack of Kai's ass. "Mmmm." Kai moaned. "Mealtime!"
Kai's dad said. Kai chuckled. Kai's dad nibbled on Kai's ass.
"Oooh... Ooooh.... Ahhhh!" Kai moaned. "Jesus!" As Kai's dad nibbled
on his ass cheeks, Kai's body started to tremble. "Uh, dad, can we
talk about this?" Kai asked. "Not while I'm eating son." Kai's dad
said. "Not while I'm eating."
Kai's dad ate his son out like a pro. Kai was moaning with every lick
and slurp. "Jesus!" Kai cried out. "Hush, boy!" Kai's dad said.
"The neighbors will hear you!" "Fuck the neighbors!" Kai said
breathlessly. "You're eating me out like it ain't nothin'! Fuck!"
SMACK! Kai's dad slapped Kai's ass hard! "That doesn't help! That
just makes me hornier, God dammit!"
"I know what will shut you up!" Kai's dad said. He grabbed Kai's
head and shoved his dick down Kai's throat. Kai gagged several times as
his dad fucked his throat. Then Kai's dad started using Kai's ass like
a pair of bongos, smacking one ass cheek then the other. At this point,
Kai was hotter than hades! He spit his dad's dick out his mouth and
roared, "FUCK ME!"
Kai's dad was shocked and then he smiled broadly. "Alright, son." He
said. "I'll fuck you... but first." He reached into the nightstand and
pulled out two sets of handcuffs. Kai sighed and said, "Alright, dad.
I'll do what you want. Just fuck me, okay?" "Trust me, son." Kai's
dad said. "I'm gonna fuck you." "Where do you want me to be, dad?"
Kai asked. Kai's dad pointed to the balcony. "I knew I was gonna get
fucked in public today! Let's go!"
Kai walked over to the balcony railing. Then his dad slapped his ass,
which made him jump. "Damn, dad!" Kai exclaimed. "Come on, son. You
really didn't thing I was gonna slap that ass again?" Kai's dad
asked. Kai just shrugged his shoulders. "Well, note to self. I will
slap them fine ass cheeks whenever I get the opportunity." Kai chuckled
and said, "Duly noted!"
Kai hung onto the balcony railing as his dad slid his ten inch monster up
his ass. "Oooh, shit!" He moaned. "Dad, you gotta BIG dick!" "You
like that dick, son?" Kai's dad asked. "Indeed!" Kai said with a
smile. Kai's dad rammed his dick up his son's hole. "Oooh, yes, dad!
Fuck me!" As Kasi's dad fucked his hole, some of Kai's dad's friends
came into the room. "Hey, man. Where you at?" Someone called out.
"Out here!" Kai's dad said. "Please don't stop." Kai said. "I
hadn't planned on it." Kai's dad said with a smile.
Kai's dad's friends were a bit shocked to see Kai's dad fucking his
son. "He finally let you fuck him?" One of them said. "Yep!" Kai's
dad said happily. "How tight is that ass?" Someone else asked. Kai's
dad pulled out of Kai's ass and said, "See for yourself." Kai's
dad's friends all took turns grabbing Kai's ass. They even slid their
fingers up his hole. "Ffuucckk!" Kai moaned. Then one of his dad's
friends reached out and groped his nipples. "Mmmmm!" "That makes you
hot, hunh, man?" The man asked. "I'm sure it does." Kai's dad said
as he slid his dick back up Kai's ass.
Then, while his friends watched, Kai's dad fucked the shit out of Kai,
slamming his hard dick up Kai's ass. "FFUUCCKK!" Kai roared. "Yea,
fuck that ass!" Someone said excitedly. Kai's dad piston fucked Kai's
hole real good. "Fuck me!" Kai hollered. Then Kai's dad pulled his
dick out. "Lay down on the table son." Kai's dad said. Kai laid down
on a glass table with his legs in the air. Then Kai's dad fucked him
real good, making Kai scream. "Yea, fuck his ass!" Someone said. Then
Kai's dad roared, "I'M GONNA CUMMM!"
Kai's dad pulled his dick out of his son's ass. "Come get some of
this protein, son." Kai's dad said. Kai opened his mouth and let his
dad slide his dick inside. Seconds later.... "FUCK!" Kai's dad shot
his load down Kai's throat. "MMMMM! OOOOH!" Kai's dad dumped
several loads down Kai's throat. "GOD DAMN!" It took a minute, but
Kai's dad dumped his entire load down his son's throat. "How you
feel, son?" Kai's dad asked him. Kai looked at his dad and said,
"Full!"
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/under-the-hood | Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2023 20:04:02 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Under the Hood Actor Jonathan Major was in trouble. His car was acting the ass. He was at his local car shop. One slight problem. He left his wallet at the house! "Fuck!" He thought to himself. "What the fuck am I going to do now?" "So, how do you plan on paying for this?" Chris the head mechanic asked. Jonathan just shook his head. "Look, I can't even touch the car if I'm not sure I'm gonna get paid." Then Chris looked Jonathan up and down. Jonathan got a little nervous as he watched Chris stare at him. "What are you lookin' at?" Chris grinned and said, honestly, "You." Jonathan looked at Chris suspiciously. "I have an idea." Chris said. "Just hear me out." Jonathan already didn't like how this was starting. "What if I take my payment out on that ass?" At first, Jonathan didn't understand what he meant. Then it hit him. "You wanna fuck me instead of getting paid?" Jonathan had to think about that for a moment. He did need his car right away and he didn't have the money on hand. "Okay. Let's get this over with." So, Jonathan began to take off his clothes, starting with his t-shirt. "Wait! Hold up!" Chris said, stopping Jonathan from taking anything else off. "Don't you want to take this inside? I mean, don't you want to do this privately?" Jonathan looked at Chris and said, "Look, man. I need my car fixed. If I gotta dance on one of these cars, naked, you better believe I'll do it!" Chris looked into Jonathan's eyes. "This nigga is serious!" He thought to himself. "Alright then." He said. "If you let me see that booty shake as you strip, I'll drop the price of the repairs." That sounded good to Jonathan. So, he continued to strip. As he did so, he began to shake his phat ass! "Yea, bro! Shake that ass!" Chris whistled lewdly as Jonathan danced and stripped to imaginary music that only he could hear. When he was done, Jonathan took a bow. "Damn, bro! That was hot as fuck!" Chris said. He just stood there and stared at Jonathan's muscular, naked body. Chris went to touch Jonathan. Then thought better of it and pulled his hand back. "Go ahead, man." Jonathan said reassuringly. "This is your show. You can touch me." So, Chris, gently, caressed Jonathan's big pecs. "Mmmm." Chris moaned. "That feels real good." As Chris was feeling on Jonathan's body, Jonathan noticed that Chris was staring at Jonathan's socks. "You want me to take my socks off, too?" He asked. Chris shook his head affirmatively. So, Jonathan quickly took off his socks. Now he was totally naked. "Get on your knees." Chris said. As Jonathan got down on his knees, he noticed folks coming in and out of the repair bay. "Would you like to take this somewhere more private." "It don't matter to me." Jonathan. "You could have a million folks in here or none. I'm still gonna suck that dick." So, Jonathan got down on his knees and opened his mouth. Chris slid his dick into Jonathan's mouth. That dick had some serious weight to it. Luckily, Jonathan had sucked dick before, so it was no problem. Chris grabbed Jonathan's head and, slowly, fucked his face. "Ooh, mmm, fuck!" Chris moaned. He gyrated his hips, moving his dick in and out of Jonathan's hot mouth. "God damn!" Chris had never had a mouth as hot as Jonathan's. "This mouth is so fuckin' hot, man!" Jonathan noticed that folks kept walking in and out of the area where he was sucking Chris' dick. It didn't turn him off, though. It was kind of a turn on. Secretly, Jonathan wished he could be seen by a whole lot of folks just having sex! "If people knew that they'd have a field day." Jonathan went back to sucking Chris' dick. "DAMN!" Chris roared. This shit was really hot! Just then the big boss, Lincoln Jenkins walked into the room. People just called him Lynx. "So, I hear you and Chris made a deal." Lynx said. Now, both Chris and Jonathan got nervous. Jonathan had no idea why Chris was nervous, but he was nervous because Lynx was the one man who could ruin his hole plan. Things just got interesting. "Look, man. I don't have my wallet and Chris was just doing me a favor." Jonathan said. "I understand." Lynx said. "I just want in on this deal." "What do you want from me?" Jonathan asked nervously. "I want that ass...." Lynx said. "But, mostly, I wanna feel on that fine muscles of yours." "Like muscle worship?" Michael asked. "Yea, yea." Lynx said. "Something like that." So, as Jonathan stood there, he raised his arms to the sky, allowing both men free access to his entire body. This was a new experience for Jonathan. He had never been felt up like this before. As they felt him up, Jonathan noticed that the two men had certain areas of his body they liked. For example, Lynx kept rubbing and squeezing Jonathan's muscle ass. "That's a fine ass you got there, man." He had said once. Then he slapped his ass cheeks HARD! Now, Chris on the other hand, all he was fondling and feeling up was Jonathan's big meat between his legs. He roughly smacked Jonathan's dick back and forth. It didn't hurt much. As a matter of fact, it was a real turn on. "You like that dick, hunh?" Jonathan asked as he looked down at Chris. Chris just grinned. SMACK! Lynx slapped Jonathan's ass hard. "Well, I like this ass?" He said. "You gonna give it up?" "Um...sure, why not." Jonathan said. Lynx guided Jonathan to the front of the shop where other mechanics were doing work on different cars. "Hey, guys!" Lynx said, getting the mechanics attention. "This man didn't have the money to get his car fixed. So, instead he's willing to let us fuck him to get his car fixed for free." "Can we watch?" One of the mechanics asked. "Of course, you can." Lynx said. When Jonathan got up this morning, he didn't think he'd be naked and being gawked at by a bunch of grease monkeys. "Oh well!" He thought to himself. Lynx had him bend over the hood of a black Corvette. As Jonathan laid on his stomach, on the corvette, Chris walked over to him with his dick in his hand. Jonathan licked his lips and opened his mouth wide. Chris slid his dick down Jonathan's throat. Then, suddenly, WHACK! Lynx hit Jonathan across his ass with a leather belt! Jonathan felt like his ass was on fire! The last time he'd got hit like that, he was twelve and he'd gotten in trouble at school. Jonathan spit Chris' dick out of his mouth. "OWWWW!" He roared as he reached back with both hands to protect his ass. "Get him, guys!" Lynx ordered. Then Jonathan felt people grabbing his arms and holding them away from his body. Someone forced Jonathan's mouth open, and Chris shoved his dick down Jonathan's throat. WHACK! Jonathan's ass arched up in the air. Lynx whooped Jonathan's fine ass raw! At this point, Jonathan was beyond turned on and Lynx knew it. "Wiggle that fat ass for me, Jonathan." He ordered. Jonathan slowly, seductively wiggled his ass at Lynx. "Yea, that's right. Wiggle that fine ass!" Lynx slapped Jonathan's ass. This time Jonathan moaned aloud. "Let's see that ass." Lynx, slowly spread Jonathan's ass cheeks wide apart. Then he slid his middle finger up Jonathan's hole. "Oooh! You got a nice, tight, pretty hole! I can't wait to bust that mother fucker wide open!" As the other Mechanics held Jonathan down, Lynx bent down and stuck his tongue up Jonathan's asshole. "OH FUCK!" Jonathan roared. Lynx dug deep in that ass with his tongue. "JESUS!" Jonathan had never been tongued down like this before. "This ass is delicious!" Lynx said with a smile on his face. Lynx nibbled on Jonathan's ass lips, making Jonathan moan with pleasure. "You like that don't you, boy?" "Yess!" Jonathan moaned. "Yes, I do! Please don't stop! Fuck!" Lynx continued biting and nibbling on Jonathan's ass, making Jonathan hotter and hotter. Jonathan squirmed around, trying to get loose from his captors. "Hold him down, men!" Lynx ordered. The men do their best to hold Jonathan down as Lynx climbs on top of Jonathan and slid his dick deep in Jonathan's ass. "Aww, shit!" Jonathan moaned. Jonathan's ass lips close tightly around Lynx's ten inch dick. "Fuck!" As Lynx fucks Jonathan's hole, Jonathan continues to suck Chris big dick. "Yea, man!" Chris said. "Suck this dick!" He grabbed Jonathan's head and shoved more of his dick down Jonathan's throat. Jonathan gagged as he tried to accommodate Chris' big dick. This was not easy. "Damn, I'm getting dick in both ends!" He thought to himself. "I ain't never had it like this!" As he was getting fucked and sucking dick, several men came up to him and felt him up. As they felt him up, he noticed that they had grease on their hands. "I'm getting covered in grease!" He thought to himself. "What the fuck!" Meanwhile, Lynx was fucking Jonathan's ass real good. "MMMMMFFFFFF!" Jonathan moaned with Chris big dick in his mouth. This shit was insane! "Turn his ass over!" Lynx commanded. The men turned Jonathan onto his back. "Raise them legs up! Let me see that boi pussy!" They raised hie legs up in the air while also spreading his legs wide apart. When Lynx shoved his dick back up Jonathan's hole, Jonathan moaned. Lynx looked at Jonathan with Chris' dick in his mouth. "Chris, sit on his face, man!" So, as the men held Jonathan down, Chris sat on his face. Chris booty smelled of sweat and hard work. Jonathan knew his dick was rock hard at that very moment. "I think one of us got this man's dick hard!" Jonathan heard Lynx say. Jonathan slid his tongue up Chris' asshole. "Mmm, fuck!" Chris moaned as he bounced up and down on Jonathan's tongue. Then Jonathan felt someone, slowly, stroking his dick. "Anyone wanna ride this fine dick?" Apparently, someone raised their hand. "Well, come on, sweet cheeks. Get up on that dick!" Jonathan felt something closing tightly around his dick. Then he felt someone bouncing up and down on his dick. "Fuck!" He thought to himself. "This is one tight ass!" Meanwhile, Lynx was still tearing up Jonathan's ass. "This is one fine piece of ass!" Lynx said. "Shit!" "Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Chris cried out. Seconds later, Jonathan felt something gooey and wet splatter all over his chest. Jonathan just rolled his eyes and thought, "Did this nigga just nut on my chest?" When Chris got up off Jonathan, Sure enough, there was not all over Jonathan's muscular chest. "I'mma need a shower after this." He said. "You sure will." Lynx said. "Don't worry, we got one in the back you can use." Meanwhile, the dude on Jonathan's dick roared, "I'M CUMMIN!" He came all over Jonathan's legs. That's when things got interesting. As soon as the man got off his dick, Jonathan grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. As he stroked his dick, Lynx reached over and pinched both Jonathan's hard nipples. That was Jonathan's spot! His eyes rolled into the back of his head and his dick exploded like a volcano, shooting cum everywhere! Just then, Lynx leaned his head back and roared. Jonathan could feel Lynx's cum going up his asshole. That set off another round of cum from Jonathan's dick. "That ass was something special, man." Lynx said. "Thanks for letting me get up in there." Jonathan smiled and said, "Trust me. The pleasure was all mine." Jonathan stroked his limp dick. "I loved every minute of that dick being inside me." As he laid back and rested, Jonathan noticed two Latino dudes whispering to Lynx chuckled. "" Hey, man. I know you came and everything but," Lynx said, pointing to the two scrawny Latinos. "These two wanna know if they could suck your toes." Jonathan looked at his feet, which had been on the dirty ground. "Sure, why not." He said as he wiggled his toes at them. "Make sure you lick `em clean for me!" The two Latino men got down on their knees, each grabbing a foot. When they began to suck on Jonathan's toes, he was not ready for how good it would feel. "Fuck!" He exclaimed. "Ooooh! God damn!" They licked and sucked on each toe. "Oh boy!" Then they began to lick the bottoms of his feet. That's when things got weird. "HAHAHAHA! NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP! THAT TICKLES!" "Oh shit!" Lynx exclaimed. "Jonathan Majors is ticklish on his feet!" Jonathan squirmed and struggled, trying to get loose. Then his dick got hard again. Lynx reached over and stroked Jonathan's hard dick. "HAHAHAHAHA! NOOO! HAHAHAAHAHA!" Jonathan screamed with laughter. Michael was being tortured. Tickle tortured but still tortured. "UNCLE! HAHAHA! PLEASE!" Jonathan begged. Lynx signaled the two Latino's to stop. "The only way this ends is if you agree to let every man up in here in that ass." Lynx said. "Do you agree?" Jonathan took a minute to catch his breath. When he could finally speak, he said, "Yes, I agree!" "Get on your hands and knees." Lynx said. "Then spread them ass cheeks with your hands, letting every dude in here fuck you." So, Jonathan got down on his hands and knees. Then he spread his ass cheeks for all to see. "Now, that's a pretty hole!" Some one said. The men lined up (There were, at least ten). They each took turns fucking his hole. When they were done, they fixed Jonathan's car. He was late for whatever he had to do. To humiliate him, Lynx made him kiss everyone's ass. They also made him go home butter ball naked. Luckily, he didn't get stopped by the cops. When he got home, Jonathan realized he couldn't go into the house. "I'm covered in grease and what not." He thought. So, he went into the garage and grabbed a bucket and some soap. He decided to clean himself up outside. As he washed himself, he noticed his male neighbors watching him. Some whistled at him. Some made cat calls. It was a little embarrassing but, not as embarrassing as when he was at the car shop. He could handle being whistled at. As he cleaned himself up, he felt all the cum as it gushed out of him. It took him a good little minute to get all the cum out of him. Then one of his neighbors walked over and said hello. As they talked, Jonathan noticed them staring at his ass. "Would you like some of this booty?" Michael asked. "Um... yea...sure." The man said. "Then come inside the house with me." Jonathan said. As soon as the man walked into the house, Jonathan made the man strip. "If you want this ass, you need to eat out the rest of the cum that's inside me." He said. Instead of running away, the man got down on his knees and began to suck out the remainder of cum that was up Jonathan's ass. The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Thu, 6 Jul 2023 20:04:02 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Under the Hood
Actor Jonathan Major was in trouble. His car was acting the ass. He was
at his local car shop. One slight problem. He left his wallet at the
house! "Fuck!" He thought to himself. "What the fuck am I going to do
now?" "So, how do you plan on paying for this?" Chris the head
mechanic asked. Jonathan just shook his head. "Look, I can't even touch
the car if I'm not sure I'm gonna get paid." Then Chris looked
Jonathan up and down. Jonathan got a little nervous as he watched Chris
stare at him. "What are you lookin' at?" Chris grinned and said,
honestly, "You."
Jonathan looked at Chris suspiciously. "I have an idea." Chris said.
"Just hear me out." Jonathan already didn't like how this was
starting. "What if I take my payment out on that ass?" At first,
Jonathan didn't understand what he meant. Then it hit him. "You wanna
fuck me instead of getting paid?" Jonathan had to think about that for a
moment. He did need his car right away and he didn't have the money on
hand. "Okay. Let's get this over with."
So, Jonathan began to take off his clothes, starting with his t-shirt.
"Wait! Hold up!" Chris said, stopping Jonathan from taking anything
else off. "Don't you want to take this inside? I mean, don't you want
to do this privately?" Jonathan looked at Chris and said, "Look, man. I
need my car fixed. If I gotta dance on one of these cars, naked, you
better believe I'll do it!"
Chris looked into Jonathan's eyes. "This nigga is serious!" He thought
to himself. "Alright then." He said. "If you let me see that booty
shake as you strip, I'll drop the price of the repairs." That sounded
good to Jonathan. So, he continued to strip. As he did so, he began to
shake his phat ass! "Yea, bro! Shake that ass!" Chris whistled lewdly
as Jonathan danced and stripped to imaginary music that only he could
hear.
When he was done, Jonathan took a bow. "Damn, bro! That was hot as
fuck!" Chris said. He just stood there and stared at Jonathan's
muscular, naked body. Chris went to touch Jonathan. Then thought better
of it and pulled his hand back. "Go ahead, man." Jonathan said
reassuringly. "This is your show. You can touch me." So, Chris, gently,
caressed Jonathan's big pecs. "Mmmm." Chris moaned. "That feels real
good."
As Chris was feeling on Jonathan's body, Jonathan noticed that Chris was
staring at Jonathan's socks. "You want me to take my socks off, too?"
He asked. Chris shook his head affirmatively. So, Jonathan quickly took
off his socks. Now he was totally naked. "Get on your knees." Chris
said. As Jonathan got down on his knees, he noticed folks coming in and
out of the repair bay. "Would you like to take this somewhere more
private." "It don't matter to me." Jonathan. "You could have a
million folks in here or none. I'm still gonna suck that dick."
So, Jonathan got down on his knees and opened his mouth. Chris slid his
dick into Jonathan's mouth. That dick had some serious weight to it.
Luckily, Jonathan had sucked dick before, so it was no problem. Chris
grabbed Jonathan's head and, slowly, fucked his face. "Ooh, mmm,
fuck!" Chris moaned. He gyrated his hips, moving his dick in and out of
Jonathan's hot mouth. "God damn!" Chris had never had a mouth as hot
as Jonathan's. "This mouth is so fuckin' hot, man!"
Jonathan noticed that folks kept walking in and out of the area where he
was sucking Chris' dick. It didn't turn him off, though. It was kind of
a turn on. Secretly, Jonathan wished he could be seen by a whole lot of
folks just having sex! "If people knew that they'd have a field day."
Jonathan went back to sucking Chris' dick. "DAMN!" Chris roared. This
shit was really hot! Just then the big boss, Lincoln Jenkins walked into
the room. People just called him Lynx. "So, I hear you and Chris made a
deal." Lynx said. Now, both Chris and Jonathan got nervous. Jonathan had
no idea why Chris was nervous, but he was nervous because Lynx was the
one man who could ruin his hole plan. Things just got interesting.
"Look, man. I don't have my wallet and Chris was just doing me a
favor." Jonathan said. "I understand." Lynx said. "I just want in on
this deal." "What do you want from me?" Jonathan asked nervously. "I
want that ass...." Lynx said. "But, mostly, I wanna feel on that fine
muscles of yours." "Like muscle worship?" Michael asked. "Yea, yea."
Lynx said. "Something like that."
So, as Jonathan stood there, he raised his arms to the sky, allowing both
men free access to his entire body. This was a new experience for
Jonathan. He had never been felt up like this before. As they felt him
up, Jonathan noticed that the two men had certain areas of his body they
liked. For example, Lynx kept rubbing and squeezing Jonathan's muscle
ass. "That's a fine ass you got there, man." He had said once. Then he
slapped his ass cheeks HARD!
Now, Chris on the other hand, all he was fondling and feeling up was
Jonathan's big meat between his legs. He roughly smacked Jonathan's
dick back and forth. It didn't hurt much. As a matter of fact, it was a
real turn on. "You like that dick, hunh?" Jonathan asked as he looked
down at Chris. Chris just grinned. SMACK! Lynx slapped Jonathan's ass
hard. "Well, I like this ass?" He said. "You gonna give it up?"
"Um...sure, why not." Jonathan said. Lynx guided Jonathan to the front
of the shop where other mechanics were doing work on different cars.
"Hey, guys!" Lynx said, getting the mechanics attention. "This man
didn't have the money to get his car fixed. So, instead he's willing to
let us fuck him to get his car fixed for free." "Can we watch?" One of
the mechanics asked. "Of course, you can." Lynx said.
When Jonathan got up this morning, he didn't think he'd be naked and
being gawked at by a bunch of grease monkeys. "Oh well!" He thought to
himself. Lynx had him bend over the hood of a black Corvette. As Jonathan
laid on his stomach, on the corvette, Chris walked over to him with his
dick in his hand. Jonathan licked his lips and opened his mouth wide.
Chris slid his dick down Jonathan's throat.
Then, suddenly, WHACK! Lynx hit Jonathan across his ass with a leather
belt! Jonathan felt like his ass was on fire! The last time he'd got hit
like that, he was twelve and he'd gotten in trouble at school. Jonathan
spit Chris' dick out of his mouth. "OWWWW!" He roared as he reached
back with both hands to protect his ass. "Get him, guys!" Lynx ordered.
Then Jonathan felt people grabbing his arms and holding them away from
his body. Someone forced Jonathan's mouth open, and Chris shoved his
dick down Jonathan's throat. WHACK! Jonathan's ass arched up in the
air. Lynx whooped Jonathan's fine ass raw!
At this point, Jonathan was beyond turned on and Lynx knew it. "Wiggle
that fat ass for me, Jonathan." He ordered. Jonathan slowly, seductively
wiggled his ass at Lynx. "Yea, that's right. Wiggle that fine ass!"
Lynx slapped Jonathan's ass. This time Jonathan moaned aloud. "Let's
see that ass." Lynx, slowly spread Jonathan's ass cheeks wide apart.
Then he slid his middle finger up Jonathan's hole. "Oooh! You got a
nice, tight, pretty hole! I can't wait to bust that mother fucker wide
open!"
As the other Mechanics held Jonathan down, Lynx bent down and stuck his
tongue up Jonathan's asshole. "OH FUCK!" Jonathan roared. Lynx dug
deep in that ass with his tongue. "JESUS!" Jonathan had never been
tongued down like this before. "This ass is delicious!" Lynx said with
a smile on his face. Lynx nibbled on Jonathan's ass lips, making
Jonathan moan with pleasure. "You like that don't you, boy?" "Yess!"
Jonathan moaned. "Yes, I do! Please don't stop! Fuck!" Lynx continued
biting and nibbling on Jonathan's ass, making Jonathan hotter and
hotter. Jonathan squirmed around, trying to get loose from his captors.
"Hold him down, men!" Lynx ordered. The men do their best to hold
Jonathan down as Lynx climbs on top of Jonathan and slid his dick deep in
Jonathan's ass. "Aww, shit!" Jonathan moaned. Jonathan's ass lips
close tightly around Lynx's ten inch dick. "Fuck!"
As Lynx fucks Jonathan's hole, Jonathan continues to suck Chris big
dick. "Yea, man!" Chris said. "Suck this dick!" He grabbed
Jonathan's head and shoved more of his dick down Jonathan's throat.
Jonathan gagged as he tried to accommodate Chris' big dick. This was not
easy. "Damn, I'm getting dick in both ends!" He thought to himself.
"I ain't never had it like this!"
As he was getting fucked and sucking dick, several men came up to him and
felt him up. As they felt him up, he noticed that they had grease on
their hands. "I'm getting covered in grease!" He thought to himself.
"What the fuck!" Meanwhile, Lynx was fucking Jonathan's ass real good.
"MMMMMFFFFFF!" Jonathan moaned with Chris big dick in his mouth. This
shit was insane!
"Turn his ass over!" Lynx commanded. The men turned Jonathan onto his
back. "Raise them legs up! Let me see that boi pussy!" They raised hie
legs up in the air while also spreading his legs wide apart. When Lynx
shoved his dick back up Jonathan's hole, Jonathan moaned. Lynx looked at
Jonathan with Chris' dick in his mouth. "Chris, sit on his face, man!"
So, as the men held Jonathan down, Chris sat on his face. Chris booty
smelled of sweat and hard work. Jonathan knew his dick was rock hard at
that very moment. "I think one of us got this man's dick hard!"
Jonathan heard Lynx say. Jonathan slid his tongue up Chris' asshole.
"Mmm, fuck!" Chris moaned as he bounced up and down on Jonathan's
tongue. Then Jonathan felt someone, slowly, stroking his dick. "Anyone
wanna ride this fine dick?" Apparently, someone raised their hand.
"Well, come on, sweet cheeks. Get up on that dick!"
Jonathan felt something closing tightly around his dick. Then he felt
someone bouncing up and down on his dick. "Fuck!" He thought to
himself. "This is one tight ass!" Meanwhile, Lynx was still tearing up
Jonathan's ass. "This is one fine piece of ass!" Lynx said. "Shit!"
"Fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Chris cried out. Seconds later, Jonathan felt
something gooey and wet splatter all over his chest. Jonathan just rolled
his eyes and thought, "Did this nigga just nut on my chest?"
When Chris got up off Jonathan, Sure enough, there was not all over
Jonathan's muscular chest. "I'mma need a shower after this." He said.
"You sure will." Lynx said. "Don't worry, we got one in the back you
can use." Meanwhile, the dude on Jonathan's dick roared, "I'M
CUMMIN!" He came all over Jonathan's legs. That's when things got
interesting. As soon as the man got off his dick, Jonathan grabbed his
dick and stroked it furiously. As he stroked his dick, Lynx reached over
and pinched both Jonathan's hard nipples. That was Jonathan's spot! His
eyes rolled into the back of his head and his dick exploded like a
volcano, shooting cum everywhere!
Just then, Lynx leaned his head back and roared. Jonathan could feel
Lynx's cum going up his asshole. That set off another round of cum from
Jonathan's dick. "That ass was something special, man." Lynx said.
"Thanks for letting me get up in there." Jonathan smiled and said,
"Trust me. The pleasure was all mine." Jonathan stroked his limp dick.
"I loved every minute of that dick being inside me."
As he laid back and rested, Jonathan noticed two Latino dudes whispering
to Lynx chuckled. "" Hey, man. I know you came and everything but,"
Lynx said, pointing to the two scrawny Latinos. "These two wanna know if
they could suck your toes." Jonathan looked at his feet, which had been
on the dirty ground. "Sure, why not." He said as he wiggled his toes at
them. "Make sure you lick `em clean for me!"
The two Latino men got down on their knees, each grabbing a foot. When
they began to suck on Jonathan's toes, he was not ready for how good it
would feel. "Fuck!" He exclaimed. "Ooooh! God damn!" They licked and
sucked on each toe. "Oh boy!" Then they began to lick the bottoms of
his feet. That's when things got weird. "HAHAHAHA! NO! HAHAHAHA! STOP!
THAT TICKLES!" "Oh shit!" Lynx exclaimed. "Jonathan Majors is
ticklish on his feet!" Jonathan squirmed and struggled, trying to get
loose. Then his dick got hard again. Lynx reached over and stroked
Jonathan's hard dick. "HAHAHAHAHA! NOOO! HAHAHAAHAHA!" Jonathan
screamed with laughter.
Michael was being tortured. Tickle tortured but still tortured. "UNCLE!
HAHAHA! PLEASE!" Jonathan begged. Lynx signaled the two Latino's to
stop. "The only way this ends is if you agree to let every man up in
here in that ass." Lynx said. "Do you agree?" Jonathan took a minute
to catch his breath. When he could finally speak, he said, "Yes, I
agree!" "Get on your hands and knees." Lynx said. "Then spread them
ass cheeks with your hands, letting every dude in here fuck you." So,
Jonathan got down on his hands and knees. Then he spread his ass cheeks
for all to see. "Now, that's a pretty hole!" Some one said. The men
lined up (There were, at least ten). They each took turns fucking his
hole.
When they were done, they fixed Jonathan's car. He was late for whatever
he had to do. To humiliate him, Lynx made him kiss everyone's ass. They
also made him go home butter ball naked. Luckily, he didn't get stopped
by the cops. When he got home, Jonathan realized he couldn't go into the
house. "I'm covered in grease and what not." He thought. So, he went
into the garage and grabbed a bucket and some soap. He decided to clean
himself up outside.
As he washed himself, he noticed his male neighbors watching him. Some
whistled at him. Some made cat calls. It was a little embarrassing but,
not as embarrassing as when he was at the car shop. He could handle being
whistled at. As he cleaned himself up, he felt all the cum as it gushed
out of him. It took him a good little minute to get all the cum out of
him. Then one of his neighbors walked over and said hello.
As they talked, Jonathan noticed them staring at his ass. "Would you
like some of this booty?" Michael asked. "Um... yea...sure." The man
said. "Then come inside the house with me." Jonathan said. As soon as
the man walked into the house, Jonathan made the man strip. "If you want
this ass, you need to eat out the rest of the cum that's inside me." He
said. Instead of running away, the man got down on his knees and began to
suck out the remainder of cum that was up Jonathan's ass.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/achilles-theseus-and-hercules | Date: Fri, 07 Jul 2023 00:05:18 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules This standalone story is a work of fiction about the mythic Greek heroes Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules hooking up together in their youth. It is loosely based on Homer's The Iliad, the 2000 mini-series Jason and the Argonauts, the 2005 mini-series Hercules, and the 2011 film Immortals. Ancient Greek terminology along with some of Achilles nicknames are italicized. All characters, acts, and places are mythologically and historically inspired. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely coincidental. All language, attitudes, and items used in this story help to capture the essence of time and atmosphere; no offense is intended. I do not own any rights to the literature or films centered upon the three main heroes. I was inspired to write this story having had Greek mythology on my mind of late. Achilles, I wrote thinking of actor Walker Scobell while the Messenger Boy (Jacob Smith) from Troy (2004) I based Jason on. Young Hercules in the 2005 mini-series was played by Jamie Croft and Robert Naylor played Theseus in Immortals (2011). In no way does this story reflect their true sexualities. If this type of story is illegal in your area or if you are not of legal age to read this, then I ask you to leave this page. Thank you. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Questions/comments: [email protected] Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules © James Jenkins 2023 Achilles could admit no falsehood. The reddish-blonde youth always lusted for his cousins. They were all beautiful in body and character. One was 2 years older than him; the second was equal in age, and the last was a year younger than him. Their names are (from oldest to youngest) Theseus, Hercules, and Jason. Theseus was about 5'10' and he was an athlete. The Athenian had dark-brown hair that Achilles never could help but tousle because he hardly combed it much. At this point in time, it seemed almost black, which complimented with his sun-kissed skin but was handsome anyway. He had noteworthy plums. Achilles would surmise about 10 ml. He wasn't the most pleased because he was a bit full in the face, but he would have given anything to sleep with him. Unfortunately, he had to learn swordsmanship from his mentor, so Achilles never even found the opportunity. Hercules had the body of a Myrmidon and well-made hips that fit his slim size perfectly. Standing 5'5' he had short black hair and admirable pebbles. Even bigger than Jason, they were about 3 ml. He always seemed to have a male or female lover and after overhearing his aunt Alcmene when he was 11, Achilles knew she was of charismatic repute herself. The last of them was Jason. He was easily the most beautiful. Theseus was about 5'3" and probably 89 lbs. at the most. He had 5 ml hanging balls and semi-long dirty brown hair. He also had the most alluring body ever. His ass was delectable. He loved traveling and never had a lover-boy or girl- that Achilles knew about. I had masturbated to thoughts of Theseus so many times he couldn't even look at him without thoughts of his blessed nakedness seeping into his mind. Theseus was very quiet, so Hercules did most of the talking for both. Also, none of the boys had miniscule or short cocks. They were firm and simple eye-catching. Every season of the Carneia, his family came together. On the eve of the Carneia they would go to his father's house on king Peleus side of the family, and on the day of the festival they would go to his uncle and aunt's on Hercules' side of the family. This year was different. They had to go to king Amphitryon's palace instead of Peleus relatives on the Carneia's eve. About halfway through the night Achilles found out that he was staying at Alcmene's palace the next week as his parents were going to Sparta. Achilles could barely believe his fortune! By the Fates, here he was learning that he was going to be spending a week with his exceptional cousins, except for Jason who was living with his mentor, Chiron the centaur, and friend Atalanta, which would give him ample time to spy on them. That night Achilles got no sleep at all. Pyrisous "saved from the flames' as he was often called was so excited to get started on securing his secret observation points the next day (he grew to be quiet a strategic master) and he masturbated 6 times. At the first hour of the morning, Achilles heard a small squeaking. The swift-heeled youth decided to seek out the noise origin further. Silently he crept carefully out of his chamber, and soon found the source of the noise. It was coming from Theseus room. Achilles began to become hopeful as he realized what other sounds he heard. There was moaning and a light vibrating noise coming from the slightly parted linen curtains. "GREAT GODS!!!" Achilles said to himself as he peered beyond the door. There were his two amazing cousins, Hercules, and Theseus, using vibrators on each other! His cock immediately sprang out of his perizoma. Achilles was large for a 13-year-old being about 5 inches, 6 on a favorable day or when he was aroused enough. The "thin-lipped" boy was 5.5 now. Achilles began lightly stroking himself as the scene became more exciting. Theseus was on top of Hercules, putting a dildo into the latter's ass while using an olisboi on his hole! He couldn't see what Hercules was doing to Theseus, but Theseus was obviously sitting on his face, and Achilles had observed many of his father's guards to know what was happening.... Hercules was sucking and eating out Theseus! Strong heel tried keeping pace with the dildo that was moving in and out of Hercules, but it was hard, and he soon came with a painful grimace. Achilles remained there though; this was an opportunity that was too enticing to slip from grasp. After about a minute of watching them, Achilles regained his boner and began to jack-off, but much more slowly than before. Soon enough Sprint heel heard Theseus begin to moan his very name that the boy could not quite make out what it was. Concentrating hard on the dildo moving in and out of Hercules, Thetis son saw the movement stutter repeatedly and Theseus let out a loud, obvious moan. "ACHILLES!!!" Great Gods damn... he thought, "Achilles must be the best of all men to live." Then Achilles felt his brains spiral, and a realization struck his mind.... His name is Achilles the Leaping Heel. Salacious thoughts raced through the honor-bound youth's head. "Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" Achilles heard from the bedchamber. Hercules began bucking wildly and Theseus pulled the olisboi out of his ass and stroked his cock hard as Hercules squirted everywhere. As he calmed down, Theseus climbed off Zeus' son, and they walked towards the door. Fuck! Achilles thought as I hurriedly raised his perizoma back up and ran to his bedchamber. Achilles sat in his bed going over what had just happened. He had seen his cousins having passionate sex with each other and had masturbated enthralled by it. Furthermore, was that when he came, Theseus moaned his very name, and Hercules remained stoically awestruck. Now that the prince of Phthia thought about it, that may have been what caused him to explode so wildly now that soon after Theseus had. Then a terrifying thought sprouted forth in his head. His fiery warm seed. It was all over the floor outside of Theseus chamber! Achilles fell asleep soon after he realized this from nerve-draining exhaustion. The following morning, Achilles rolled out of bed and the memory of last night rolled back into his head. The Strong Heel sat up and his morning wood was raging instead of being a quaint boner. He walked into the bath and had some trouble passing water, so Achilles hopped into a cold pool hoping it would go down. As Achilles began washing all the dried seed off his body, which he made a point of never letting happen again because it was messy as spilled wine, he heard the curtains flutter. A youth's voice, Hercules voice, came into focus. His now flaccid cock began to rise up again when he heard the details of the conversation. "Yes Theseus, last night was unforgettable." "That stain outside of your room did look kind of weird..." "Hmmm...I guess that's a possibility. See you later after training then!" He walked out of the bath, and Achilles could not believe the fact that he had not reacted to the bath being drawn. His boner would not recede, so he quickly pleasured himself and got dressed to go downstairs. Achilles went down to the dining hall where Alcmene and Amphitryon entered to tell him that they were leaving on an emergency journey because king Creon was ill. Since his parents were in Sparta, he would be staying with Hercules and Theseus since they were considered men to a degree. Again, Achilles could hardly believe his fortune. He was staying in a palace with his exquisite cousins, one who had moaned his name and the other whom he was convinced turned on by him. He told his aunt and uncle "I will protect your house as if it were mine," and they departed from the palace the following day. Later that night Hercules, Theseus, and Achilles were all enjoying a meal together watching court dancers perform and suddenly, thunder began raging from the nearby mountains. After 10 minutes of utter boredom, Hercules looked at Theseus, smiled, and suggested partaking in Corinthian wine. "The best one you made this evening" Achilles said, and Theseus agreed too, so they had some wine brought. After about 7 consumed by the great Champion (it was his first-time drinking), and about 5 or 6 by each of the others, he was feeling somewhat dazed, and they were drunk. His senses, influenced by the strong brew, brazenly suggested a game of pale (nude wrestling), him vs. the boys. To his surprise, they agreed with some laughs. He won the first two games, so his cousins had only their tunics and loincloths on. He then lost the next 3 games, so Achilles was stuck in just his perizoma. He had a slight boner, and when he removed his loincloth, he was certain he saw Theseus continually glancing down at his protruding cock, which was probably going to fly out any second. Eventually Achilles won. Twice. Quickly they took off their perizoma. They both looked amazing in only their chitons and loincloths. Theseus had a brown linen tunic and matching sandals on. Hercules had a fine growing package that made his already strong muscles look so huge that Achilles felt he was going to faint. Then, Achilles got to see his first pair of real testicles, and there were two pairs! First, they turned around while they took off their chitons and then turned around. Achilles grew so hard that he grew clouded of mind from the blood rush to his cock. Somehow, he kept his composure focused. He assumed he had the wine to thank for that. The burning-hearted youth lost the next contest, but he hardly cared less. Achilles quickly removed his perizoma and proudly displayed his 6-inch blade to his cousins. They burst out laughing and looked at each other. "Mighty Eros!" said Hercules, "you know Achilles, I have had sex and given blow jobs to my friends in Sparta, but you're probably up there in the top 5 or 6 for having the largest! What about you Theseus?" "Uh, I've never really been with a guy... in fact. The first person I have ever done anything with was last night with you Hercules." Knowing that feigning ignorance was the best idea, Achilles seized the chance. "What happened between you two last night?!?!" "Oh, by the Gods quiet yourself Achilles." said Hercules, "we know you were watching. The stain outside Theseus room alerted us and when I walked into the bath this morning while you were in there earlier this morning, I tried to let you know that we knew you had been outside Theseus chamber last night and that you heard Theseus moan your name. " "Wait, Theseus, you were truly moaning my name?" Theseus seemed suddenly nervous. For the love of Zeus, Achilles had called him out on the fact that he was a 15-year-old who was moaning his 13-year-old cousin's name. "By Aphrodite I did. Since last year I could barely look at you without my cock getting hard." Next, his bestial instincts took over. Achilles grabbed Theseus by the hips and pulled the stunned boy towards him. They engaged in a long tongue kiss, and the Rapidheel could feel his cock and nipples getting hard. Achilles began to fondle his jewels. The prince of Tiryns let out a moan while they were kissing that made felt amazing because it seemed to throttle through his own throat. Achilles was still making out with Theseus when he felt something warm and wet slip onto his cock. He was getting his first blowjob. Yet Hercules was highly skilled at it (from what he could see). The fearless lion felt precum start to spill form his tip as the strong youth exerted his power. Theseus broke away from him and he took off his loincloth. Achilles longed for him to return once more, but Hercules sucking on his cock felt so wonderful Heelstrike bothered not to speak a word. Achilles reached down and put his hand on the back of the boy's head, just because Theseus had broken away and the determined one needed something to grab. Achilles looked back at Theseus while Hercules began to deepthroat his entire shaft down. He gasped and on seeing that Theseus had begun to finger himself watching his cousins, and Strong Heel went into a frenzy. Achilles grabbed a fistful of Hercules hair and shot a huge load down his throat. Hercules missed not a single beat as he swallowed the whole offering of foamy white sap. "You tasted like apples" giggled Hercules, "I love apples! Theseus, I believe it's your turn!" "Oh, I never dreamed I would be part of this. I know not what to do." Hercules considered this for a bit before he responded. "I will teach you what to do. First, we need to get him hard again. Achilles, would you wish to see a repeat of the previous night?" "Ares loins, yes I do!" Theseus turned to his cousin and said, "Can you eat me out again Hercules? It felt glorious." "You know what? I just had an idea! Achilles, how about you eat out Theseus while I give you a boner again?" Achilles hastily agreed, and Theseus decided to do it also. Theseus laid down on the bed with his legs spread wide. He had a finely trimmed bush of hair right above his pike. He looked gorgeous lying on the carved pine bed, so Achilles had to take a moment to adore his beauty. While Achilles was looking at Theseus, Hercules began to jack his friend off and suck and lick his balls. It felt wondrous but the blonde human storm was wiped since Achilles had masturbated so many times the night before, so he knew that it would be a while before he became hard again. "Achilles? Are you alright?" "What? Oh yes. Forgive me, I will not fail." Unbeknownst to others, Achilles had spied on many nymphs and satyrs recently, so he was undeniably certain he knew what to do. Wrapping an arm around Theseus, Achilles pulled his friend's body down until his cock was at his own mouth and licked across it. With a jerk, he made a surprised moaning sound, sucked in a breath, and trembled. "Does that feel good?" the confident youth asked, and in a breathless whisper, the son of Poseidon answered, "Yes. Ahh. I never felt anything like that before!" Achilles lifted himself over her and lowered his mouth to the other right plum. Theseus was holding it up for him as Agileheel licked all the way across it, sweeping over the nipple that was now standing a good half inch taller than it had been. Both were. The orphaned prince reacted the same way he did when Achilles licked his first nut. He licked it again and again and then went back to the first nut and gave it several licks. Theseus was squirming around and pushing his testicle up to the awaiting mouth. When the sun-haired warrior sucked on one of them, he let out a loud shameless moan. "Ohhhhh Achilles! That feels divine. Do that to the other one, too." He sucked the left nut the same way and got another long, reverberating moan while Theseus pushed his plum up into that fine thin-lipped mouth. When the gallant youth looked up at him, his face was blood red. "Please eat me out now! Achilles, please do it now!" The very words he had long been waiting to hear. Achilles moved his hands down the warm body making sure to kiss every bit of him Leapingheel could reach along the way. He finally reached his friend's gorgeous tight ass. Achilles looked up into those light-brown eyes for just a second and saw that he was turning fiery red and breathing hard. Hercules was still sucking on his balls and jerking me off, and the glory-craver had a boner. Hercules, being a loyal friend, Hercules stopped sucking his friend's jewels and slowly jerked him off so Achilles would stay hard for Theseus. Spiritedly, Achilles was licking Theseus' crack while he moaned. He decided to be ever more adventurous and moved to his hole while sliding a finger into his ass. Even with one finger in, the brunette was still tight as hell. With a moan of ecstasy Theseus shook and came on his first orgasm. He fired off even more than his companion had the night before when Achilles had watched them! Surprised by the sudden spurt of female juices, Achilles sputtered and ceased. Hercules stopped rubbing his companion's cock and said, "Achilles, do you know what to do next?" with a sly smile. He was certain that he did so as he climbed onto the bed, with his cock lined up at Theseus ass. "Put it in me now Achilles! Please, I am mad with lust for you!" said Theseus, his face still red and still shaking from his thunderously powerful orgasm. Achilles quickly inserted his cock into the eager hole, and it was so tight (and being a virgin) he was perplexed if he could go the full distance. Suddenly, Achilles felt a push from behind as Hercules pushed the usual petty boy towards his cousin, and the top boy went balls deep. He surmised Theseus had already stormed his defenses because he felt not the slightest ounce of resistance. Not wanting to harm his ravishing cousin, Achilles began slow, repetitive thrusts into him. It was fantastic. It was so warm. The feeling of rubbing against the inside of his hole was about to make him release his seed. But he would not allow that. Theseus moans became muffled, so Achilles opened his green eyes and saw Hercules sitting upon his face. Achilles reached out to grab Hercules's cock and in an instant, he gasped, Achilles moved a little faster inside of Theseus, the hot feeling of Hercules pole and the sound of Theseus muffled moaning arousing his lover. Undaunted, Achilles strove to keep pace. "Smooth, swift, smooth, swift..." Achilles kept telling himself. He kept this pace for about another six minutes, until Theseus came. That feeling was indescribable. The feeling of his honey-thick juices flowing freely down out of his ass and down his cock drove him to the limits, and Achilles shot a load deep inside him. 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Date: Fri, 07 Jul 2023 00:05:18 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules
This standalone story is a work of fiction about the mythic Greek heroes
Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules hooking up together in their youth. It is
loosely based on Homer's The Iliad, the 2000 mini-series Jason and the
Argonauts, the 2005 mini-series Hercules, and the 2011 film Immortals.
Ancient Greek terminology along with some of Achilles nicknames are
italicized. All characters, acts, and places are mythologically and
historically inspired. Any resemblance to people living or dead is purely
coincidental. All language, attitudes, and items used in this story help to
capture the essence of time and atmosphere; no offense is intended.
I do not own any rights to the literature or films centered upon the three
main heroes. I was inspired to write this story having had Greek mythology
on my mind of late. Achilles, I wrote thinking of actor Walker Scobell
while the Messenger Boy (Jacob Smith) from Troy (2004) I based Jason
on. Young Hercules in the 2005 mini-series was played by Jamie Croft and
Robert Naylor played Theseus in Immortals (2011). In no way does this story
reflect their true sexualities.
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Achilles, Theseus, and Hercules
© James Jenkins 2023
Achilles could admit no falsehood. The reddish-blonde youth always lusted
for his cousins. They were all beautiful in body and character. One was 2
years older than him; the second was equal in age, and the last was a year
younger than him. Their names are (from oldest to youngest) Theseus,
Hercules, and Jason. Theseus was about 5'10' and he was an athlete. The
Athenian had dark-brown hair that Achilles never could help but tousle
because he hardly combed it much. At this point in time, it seemed almost
black, which complimented with his sun-kissed skin but was handsome
anyway. He had noteworthy plums. Achilles would surmise about 10 ml. He
wasn't the most pleased because he was a bit full in the face, but he would
have given anything to sleep with him. Unfortunately, he had to learn
swordsmanship from his mentor, so Achilles never even found the
opportunity.
Hercules had the body of a Myrmidon and well-made hips that fit his slim
size perfectly. Standing 5'5' he had short black hair and admirable
pebbles. Even bigger than Jason, they were about 3 ml. He always seemed to
have a male or female lover and after overhearing his aunt Alcmene when he
was 11, Achilles knew she was of charismatic repute herself.
The last of them was Jason. He was easily the most beautiful. Theseus was
about 5'3" and probably 89 lbs. at the most. He had 5 ml hanging balls and
semi-long dirty brown hair. He also had the most alluring body ever. His
ass was delectable. He loved traveling and never had a lover-boy or girl-
that Achilles knew about. I had masturbated to thoughts of Theseus so many
times he couldn't even look at him without thoughts of his blessed
nakedness seeping into his mind. Theseus was very quiet, so Hercules did
most of the talking for both. Also, none of the boys had miniscule or short
cocks. They were firm and simple eye-catching.
Every season of the Carneia, his family came together. On the eve of the
Carneia they would go to his father's house on king Peleus side of the
family, and on the day of the festival they would go to his uncle and
aunt's on Hercules' side of the family. This year was different. They had
to go to king Amphitryon's palace instead of Peleus relatives on the
Carneia's eve. About halfway through the night Achilles found out that he
was staying at Alcmene's palace the next week as his parents were going to
Sparta. Achilles could barely believe his fortune! By the Fates, here he
was learning that he was going to be spending a week with his exceptional
cousins, except for Jason who was living with his mentor, Chiron the
centaur, and friend Atalanta, which would give him ample time to spy on
them.
That night Achilles got no sleep at all. Pyrisous "saved from the flames'
as he was often called was so excited to get started on securing his secret
observation points the next day (he grew to be quiet a strategic master)
and he masturbated 6 times. At the first hour of the morning, Achilles
heard a small squeaking. The swift-heeled youth decided to seek out the
noise origin further. Silently he crept carefully out of his chamber, and
soon found the source of the noise. It was coming from Theseus
room. Achilles began to become hopeful as he realized what other sounds he
heard. There was moaning and a light vibrating noise coming from the
slightly parted linen curtains.
"GREAT GODS!!!" Achilles said to himself as he peered beyond the door.
There were his two amazing cousins, Hercules, and Theseus, using vibrators
on each other! His cock immediately sprang out of his perizoma. Achilles
was large for a 13-year-old being about 5 inches, 6 on a favorable day or
when he was aroused enough. The "thin-lipped" boy was 5.5 now. Achilles
began lightly stroking himself as the scene became more exciting. Theseus
was on top of Hercules, putting a dildo into the latter's ass while using
an olisboi on his hole! He couldn't see what Hercules was doing to Theseus,
but Theseus was obviously sitting on his face, and Achilles had observed
many of his father's guards to know what was happening.... Hercules was
sucking and eating out Theseus! Strong heel tried keeping pace with the
dildo that was moving in and out of Hercules, but it was hard, and he soon
came with a painful grimace. Achilles remained there though; this was an
opportunity that was too enticing to slip from grasp.
After about a minute of watching them, Achilles regained his boner and
began to jack-off, but much more slowly than before. Soon enough Sprint
heel heard Theseus begin to moan his very name that the boy could not quite
make out what it was. Concentrating hard on the dildo moving in and out of
Hercules, Thetis son saw the movement stutter repeatedly and Theseus let
out a loud, obvious moan. "ACHILLES!!!"
Great Gods damn... he thought, "Achilles must be the best of all men to
live."
Then Achilles felt his brains spiral, and a realization struck his
mind.... His name is Achilles the Leaping Heel. Salacious thoughts raced
through the honor-bound youth's head.
"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!" Achilles heard from the bedchamber.
Hercules began bucking wildly and Theseus pulled the olisboi out of his ass
and stroked his cock hard as Hercules squirted everywhere. As he calmed
down, Theseus climbed off Zeus' son, and they walked towards the door.
Fuck! Achilles thought as I hurriedly raised his perizoma back up and ran
to his bedchamber.
Achilles sat in his bed going over what had just happened. He had seen his
cousins having passionate sex with each other and had masturbated
enthralled by it. Furthermore, was that when he came, Theseus moaned his
very name, and Hercules remained stoically awestruck. Now that the prince
of Phthia thought about it, that may have been what caused him to explode
so wildly now that soon after Theseus had. Then a terrifying thought
sprouted forth in his head. His fiery warm seed. It was all over the floor
outside of Theseus chamber! Achilles fell asleep soon after he realized
this from nerve-draining exhaustion.
The following morning, Achilles rolled out of bed and the memory of last
night rolled back into his head. The Strong Heel sat up and his morning
wood was raging instead of being a quaint boner. He walked into the bath
and had some trouble passing water, so Achilles hopped into a cold pool
hoping it would go down. As Achilles began washing all the dried seed off
his body, which he made a point of never letting happen again because it
was messy as spilled wine, he heard the curtains flutter. A youth's voice,
Hercules voice, came into focus. His now flaccid cock began to rise up
again when he heard the details of the conversation.
"Yes Theseus, last night was unforgettable."
"That stain outside of your room did look kind of weird..."
"Hmmm...I guess that's a possibility. See you later after training then!"
He walked out of the bath, and Achilles could not believe the fact that he
had not reacted to the bath being drawn. His boner would not recede, so he
quickly pleasured himself and got dressed to go downstairs.
Achilles went down to the dining hall where Alcmene and Amphitryon entered
to tell him that they were leaving on an emergency journey because king
Creon was ill. Since his parents were in Sparta, he would be staying with
Hercules and Theseus since they were considered men to a degree. Again,
Achilles could hardly believe his fortune. He was staying in a palace with
his exquisite cousins, one who had moaned his name and the other whom he
was convinced turned on by him. He told his aunt and uncle "I will protect
your house as if it were mine," and they departed from the palace the
following day.
Later that night Hercules, Theseus, and Achilles were all enjoying a meal
together watching court dancers perform and suddenly, thunder began raging
from the nearby mountains. After 10 minutes of utter boredom, Hercules
looked at Theseus, smiled, and suggested partaking in Corinthian wine.
"The best one you made this evening" Achilles said, and Theseus agreed too,
so they had some wine brought. After about 7 consumed by the great Champion
(it was his first-time drinking), and about 5 or 6 by each of the others,
he was feeling somewhat dazed, and they were drunk. His senses, influenced
by the strong brew, brazenly suggested a game of pale (nude wrestling), him
vs. the boys. To his surprise, they agreed with some laughs. He won the
first two games, so his cousins had only their tunics and loincloths on. He
then lost the next 3 games, so Achilles was stuck in just his perizoma. He
had a slight boner, and when he removed his loincloth, he was certain he
saw Theseus continually glancing down at his protruding cock, which was
probably going to fly out any second. Eventually Achilles won. Twice.
Quickly they took off their perizoma. They both looked amazing in only
their chitons and loincloths. Theseus had a brown linen tunic and matching
sandals on. Hercules had a fine growing package that made his already
strong muscles look so huge that Achilles felt he was going to faint. Then,
Achilles got to see his first pair of real testicles, and there were two
pairs! First, they turned around while they took off their chitons and then
turned around. Achilles grew so hard that he grew clouded of mind from the
blood rush to his cock. Somehow, he kept his composure focused. He assumed
he had the wine to thank for that. The burning-hearted youth lost the next
contest, but he hardly cared less. Achilles quickly removed his perizoma
and proudly displayed his 6-inch blade to his cousins. They burst out
laughing and looked at each other.
"Mighty Eros!" said Hercules, "you know Achilles, I have had sex and given
blow jobs to my friends in Sparta, but you're probably up there in the top
5 or 6 for having the largest! What about you Theseus?"
"Uh, I've never really been with a guy... in fact. The first person I have
ever done anything with was last night with you Hercules."
Knowing that feigning ignorance was the best idea, Achilles seized the
chance. "What happened between you two last night?!?!"
"Oh, by the Gods quiet yourself Achilles." said Hercules, "we know you were
watching. The stain outside Theseus room alerted us and when I walked into
the bath this morning while you were in there earlier this morning, I tried
to let you know that we knew you had been outside Theseus chamber last
night and that you heard Theseus moan your name. "
"Wait, Theseus, you were truly moaning my name?"
Theseus seemed suddenly nervous. For the love of Zeus, Achilles had called
him out on the fact that he was a 15-year-old who was moaning his
13-year-old cousin's name.
"By Aphrodite I did. Since last year I could barely look at you without my
cock getting hard."
Next, his bestial instincts took over. Achilles grabbed Theseus by the hips
and pulled the stunned boy towards him. They engaged in a long tongue kiss,
and the Rapidheel could feel his cock and nipples getting hard. Achilles
began to fondle his jewels. The prince of Tiryns let out a moan while they
were kissing that made felt amazing because it seemed to throttle through
his own throat.
Achilles was still making out with Theseus when he felt something warm and
wet slip onto his cock. He was getting his first blowjob. Yet Hercules was
highly skilled at it (from what he could see). The fearless lion felt
precum start to spill form his tip as the strong youth exerted his power.
Theseus broke away from him and he took off his loincloth. Achilles longed
for him to return once more, but Hercules sucking on his cock felt so
wonderful Heelstrike bothered not to speak a word. Achilles reached down
and put his hand on the back of the boy's head, just because Theseus had
broken away and the determined one needed something to grab. Achilles
looked back at Theseus while Hercules began to deepthroat his entire shaft
down. He gasped and on seeing that Theseus had begun to finger himself
watching his cousins, and Strong Heel went into a frenzy. Achilles grabbed
a fistful of Hercules hair and shot a huge load down his throat. Hercules
missed not a single beat as he swallowed the whole offering of foamy white
sap.
"You tasted like apples" giggled Hercules, "I love apples! Theseus, I
believe it's your turn!"
"Oh, I never dreamed I would be part of this. I know not what to do."
Hercules considered this for a bit before he responded.
"I will teach you what to do. First, we need to get him hard
again. Achilles, would you wish to see a repeat of the previous night?"
"Ares loins, yes I do!"
Theseus turned to his cousin and said, "Can you eat me out again Hercules?
It felt glorious."
"You know what? I just had an idea! Achilles, how about you eat out Theseus
while I give you a boner again?"
Achilles hastily agreed, and Theseus decided to do it also. Theseus laid
down on the bed with his legs spread wide. He had a finely trimmed bush of
hair right above his pike. He looked gorgeous lying on the carved pine bed,
so Achilles had to take a moment to adore his beauty. While Achilles was
looking at Theseus, Hercules began to jack his friend off and suck and lick
his balls. It felt wondrous but the blonde human storm was wiped since
Achilles had masturbated so many times the night before, so he knew that it
would be a while before he became hard again.
"Achilles? Are you alright?"
"What? Oh yes. Forgive me, I will not fail."
Unbeknownst to others, Achilles had spied on many nymphs and satyrs
recently, so he was undeniably certain he knew what to do. Wrapping an arm
around Theseus, Achilles pulled his friend's body down until his cock was
at his own mouth and licked across it. With a jerk, he made a surprised
moaning sound, sucked in a breath, and trembled.
"Does that feel good?" the confident youth asked, and in a breathless
whisper, the son of Poseidon answered, "Yes. Ahh. I never felt anything
like that before!"
Achilles lifted himself over her and lowered his mouth to the other right
plum. Theseus was holding it up for him as Agileheel licked all the way
across it, sweeping over the nipple that was now standing a good half inch
taller than it had been. Both were. The orphaned prince reacted the same
way he did when Achilles licked his first nut. He licked it again and again
and then went back to the first nut and gave it several licks. Theseus was
squirming around and pushing his testicle up to the awaiting mouth. When
the sun-haired warrior sucked on one of them, he let out a loud shameless
moan.
"Ohhhhh Achilles! That feels divine. Do that to the other one, too." He
sucked the left nut the same way and got another long, reverberating moan
while Theseus pushed his plum up into that fine thin-lipped mouth. When the
gallant youth looked up at him, his face was blood red.
"Please eat me out now! Achilles, please do it now!"
The very words he had long been waiting to hear. Achilles moved his hands
down the warm body making sure to kiss every bit of him Leapingheel could
reach along the way. He finally reached his friend's gorgeous tight
ass. Achilles looked up into those light-brown eyes for just a second and
saw that he was turning fiery red and breathing hard. Hercules was still
sucking on his balls and jerking me off, and the glory-craver had a
boner. Hercules, being a loyal friend, Hercules stopped sucking his
friend's jewels and slowly jerked him off so Achilles would stay hard for
Theseus.
Spiritedly, Achilles was licking Theseus' crack while he moaned. He decided
to be ever more adventurous and moved to his hole while sliding a finger
into his ass. Even with one finger in, the brunette was still tight as
hell. With a moan of ecstasy Theseus shook and came on his first orgasm. He
fired off even more than his companion had the night before when Achilles
had watched them!
Surprised by the sudden spurt of female juices, Achilles sputtered and
ceased.
Hercules stopped rubbing his companion's cock and said, "Achilles, do you
know what to do next?" with a sly smile. He was certain that he did so as
he climbed onto the bed, with his cock lined up at Theseus ass.
"Put it in me now Achilles! Please, I am mad with lust for you!" said
Theseus, his face still red and still shaking from his thunderously
powerful orgasm.
Achilles quickly inserted his cock into the eager hole, and it was so tight
(and being a virgin) he was perplexed if he could go the full
distance. Suddenly, Achilles felt a push from behind as Hercules pushed the
usual petty boy towards his cousin, and the top boy went balls deep. He
surmised Theseus had already stormed his defenses because he felt not the
slightest ounce of resistance.
Not wanting to harm his ravishing cousin, Achilles began slow, repetitive
thrusts into him. It was fantastic. It was so warm. The feeling of rubbing
against the inside of his hole was about to make him release his seed. But
he would not allow that. Theseus moans became muffled, so Achilles opened
his green eyes and saw Hercules sitting upon his face. Achilles reached out
to grab Hercules's cock and in an instant, he gasped, Achilles moved a
little faster inside of Theseus, the hot feeling of Hercules pole and the
sound of Theseus muffled moaning arousing his lover. Undaunted, Achilles
strove to keep pace.
"Smooth, swift, smooth, swift..." Achilles kept telling himself. He kept
this pace for about another six minutes, until Theseus came. That feeling
was indescribable. The feeling of his honey-thick juices flowing freely
down out of his ass and down his cock drove him to the limits, and Achilles
shot a load deep inside him. Hercules came soon after (for the second time)
and the aspiring hero flipped onto his back so Theseus could fall asleep on
top of him.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/to-nut-or-not-to-nut | Date: Wed, 5 Jul 2023 11:33:34 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: To Nut or Not to Nut This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments can be emailed to: [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com ============================= This story is set in Los Angeles, California, November 2022. "Hey guys, welcome, welcome! Come in!" Matt Bomer swung the door open, greeting Tom Daley and his husband, Dustin, with big hugs. The couples had been good friends ever since Matt had performed in a play that Dustin wrote. Daley smirked as one of Bomer's hands squeezed his rear - their usual hug. "Happy Friendsgiving - most everyone is here, just waiting on a few more people. But hey, it's casual, so help yourselves to something to eat and make yourselves at home." Matt's blue eyes were lit up - the annual gathering of friends that he and his husband hosted the weekend after Thanksgiving was a personal highlight every year. Closing the door, he took in a deep satisfied breath and smiled broadly, surveying their home and finding everyone relaxing and having a good time. ~ ~ ~ ~ "Oh man, they did you all wrong. I was all 'no way!' when you showed up at the end, been waiting on them to make another one." "Really?" Joe Manganiello grinned, amused by Daley's bouncy exuberance. Nearby, his wife Sofia hid a smile - it was obvious that Daley was a big fan of her husband. Then again, the tall stud exuded sex appeal, so it was rare to find someone that *didn't* look like their mouth was watering when speaking to him. Winking at Joe, she headed off to chat with a couple of friends. Tom was oblivious to the exchange, his attention riveted on Joe and their conversation about the 'Justice League' movie. "What about you - getting ready for 2024?" Joe leaned back, his arms stretched out along the back of the couch. He noticed Tom's eyes quickly dart down and back up It was becoming harder to keep a straight face...and Joe wasn't sure that he wanted to. Instead, he grinned a bit as he spread his legs a little, relaxing...and earning another quick glance from the British diver. This time, Daley's eyes widened a little before coming back up. Since he didn't wear underwear, Joe guessed that Tom noticed something he liked down there. "Ehh...not really sure yet. Still thinking about it." "Time's ticking." "Yeah yeah, I know. Been keeping up with training, just in case. It's just a lot of work though, you know?" "Ugh, yes." Joe held the 's' sound, hissing a little, his head rolling along with his eyes. "Most of these roles - back into the gym. Don't get much of a chance to relax." "Exactly!" Tom nodded, pleased that someone understood the rigorous demands. "Although, gotta say mate, you're in great shape. Probably doesn't take much to get back into working shape, I'd bet." "Thanks." Joe's grin grew as he flexed his arm playfully. "It's just more about getting that cut look, watching what you eat and all that bullshit." "Yeah. I've also been - ." Daley cut himself off abruptly. "You're right, the diet sucks. Can't eat whatever you want." "Exactly." Joe began to mirror Tom's enthusiasm...both naturally from Daley's infectiously good-humored nature...and feeling a little bit flirty. He leaned forward, his voice lowering. "What's your guilty pleasure?" He suppressed a chuckle as Tom's cheeks blushed, the inuendo landing as planned. "Ice cream. And bangers and mash." "Oh fuuuuck, I love ice cream." Joe leaned back again, licking his lips and rubbing his stomach. He watched as Tom's eyes followed the movement, full of a growing hunger...but not for food. "What's...bangers? And mash?" "Oh - you all call it sausage," That blush came back. "and mashed potatoes. "Sausage is awesome." Joe's hands fell to his legs, near his knees. He wanted to keep bringing Tom's attention down south. He could feel the blood slowly flowing into his crotch, so he figured the bulge down there was becoming more prominent. "Love grilling. Sausage. Hamburgers. Chicken. All kinds of meat, man." His grin grew some more, eyes locked onto Tom. Hell, was the kid starting to sweat a little. "So what's the thing you've been trying in the gym - the training thing you were going to mention?" "Huh? Oh - nothing. It's stupid." Tom laughed, a little nervous. "Hey, I'm always game for hearing new ideas. Gotta keep up with the young studs, you know?" "It's, uh..." Daley swallowed, reluctantly getting the words out, afraid to embarrass himself in front of this dashing hunk of man. His voice lowered a little, so that the other guests nearby wouldn't overhear. "It's...I've been doing the no-nut November thing." "No...what?" "No...no-nut. You know, like..." Daley made a fist and shook it a little in the air. "Oh. Ohhh! Really - why???" Joe blinked - he LOVED getting off. If it wasn't sex with his wife, or the pool boy, or someone he was working with (sometimes suprising his wife by bringing them home for a threesome)...he was fine with rubbing one out, taking his time and enjoying his own dick. "It, uh, it builds up testosterone? So it's supposed to help with working out? I dunno - it might be dumb. Saw it online and figured, why not." "Eh - it makes sense. Yeah, the testosterone build-up. Plus, you're probably all antsy and shit, so driving that energy into a more intense workout." "Yeah, that too." Tom nodded enthusiastically - anything that made this challenge sound like it wasn't silly. In truth, Dustin had jokingly dared him into the challenge, teasing his young husband about his high sex drive. If Tom made it through the entire month without jerking off, he'd get to pick out all the vacations for the next year. And with his competitive nature, he intended to finish the month, just about one more week to go. "Hmm - sorry?" He realized he'd missed Joe's question. "So how's it work?" Joe leaned back again, noticing that Tom's eyes lingered downward this time, definitely getting an eyeful. "It, err...sorry, I get really distracted, all the, um, 'energy', you know?" "Oh, I can imagine." That devilish wink sent a happy shiver down Tom's back. "So, I just can't...you know." He made the hand motion again. "Jerk off?" "Yeah - no wanking at all." "Holy fuck - so you've got...like almost a month's build-up? You must be ready to bust. Dude..." Joe let out a big laugh. "...your balls must be SO swollen." "Actually, um, no...not really." Joe cocked his head, curious. Leaning in, he squinted. "Today's the 26th. You're telling me that with twenty-six days of jizz filling up in there..." He pointed at Tom's crotch. "...your boys aren't swelling." "Well..." Tom's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. "I mean, occasionally I wake up from a *really* hot dream and there's, you know..." "Uh huh. Been awhile, but get ya." "So that helps. And I'm doing the version where I just can't wank. Or get wanked. Well, or sucked off. But, um..." Tom looked at the ceiling, trying to choose his words. "...if there's other stuff going on and it happens, it happens...but it's not breaking the rules, you know?" Joe leaned forward again, his face near Tom's, their voices having dropped down to conspiratorial whispers. "If someone gets you off, you mean?" That wink again. "Yeah. But they just can't touch it." Tom glanced down, making his point. "So, a hands-free kinda thing. I get ya." He watched as Daley blinked and swallowed - the kind of thoughts the Olympian was imagining were extremely clear, even if he was doing his best to maintain a straight face. "You two planning a heist or something?" Matt leaned against the wall nearby, amused by the way Daley and Manganiello were leaned in and speaking at a low volume. He'd guess that they were flirting, especially with that glint in Joe's eyes. Tom, however, was usually much more forward...and currently looked kinda bashful. "Just talking about the different ways people celebrate the holidays." "Ah, okay. Speaking of celebrating - can I get your help with something? It's heavy - I *think* you two might do." ~ ~ ~ ~ "This is heavy?" Joe pulled another box from the shelf and carried it over to the fridge. "You're right - I'll ask Sofia next time." "Hell no - I handle the manual labor around the house." Joe put the box down, flexing his arm. "You leave my pretty wife alone." Bomer rolled his eyes. "Your wife is safe." "I know." Winking, Joe swatted Matt on the butt as he passed by on his way back to the shelves. Matt laughed laughed as he turned to see Tom taking down a box as well. "You good?" "Yeah - these aren't heavy at all. Just bulky. Kinda like Joe." "Oooh." Matt laughed as he started unloading beers from the boxes, restocking the fridge. "Hey - I'm bulky *and* heavy. Go ahead and try picking me up, short stuff." Matt bit his lip as he focused on the beer cans, finding irony in Joe's words as the 'True Blood' star was obviously working on picking Tom up, figuratively if not literally (yet). "Yeah right - how fucking tall are you?" "6-foot five." "6...5...damn. Yeah, you've got seven inches on me. I'm not about to pick you up." 'More like eight and a half inches,' Matt thought, stifling another chuckle. "Hey, honey - need your help with the sound system. Sorry." Matt's husband, Simon, ducked his head into the garage. "Go ahead, we got this." Joe nodded towards the boxes. "Thanks guys." Bomer got up and made his way back into the house. ~ ~ ~ ~ "Damn - didn't realize there were so many different types of beer." Tom looked between the empty boxes and the fridge. They'd finished the restocking chore. "Oh yeah, it's a whole thing. Kinda like wine." "Mmm. Wine tastes better though." Joe rolled his eyes, laughing. "Depends. Just like wine, there's something to meet everyone's taste. Here, this one..." Joe stood behind Tom, pointing out the different types of beer, explaining the ingredients and little bit of history behind each one. Tom listened, impressed - he hadn't expected the impromptu lesson and Joe was obviously interested in the subject. His interest in something else was becoming apparent as well. Slowly, the space between the pair had closed, until Joe was pressed lightly against Tom's backside - seemingly the innocent result of his movements to point out various cans. Swallowing, Tom pushed backward every so slightly...and noticed when the lump against his butt nudged forward again at the same time that Joe brought Tom's attention to another shelf, providing another explanation. "And that one's a stout." Joe shifted as he pointed elsewhere, to a larger can up on the top shelf. His body was now pressed fully against Tom's, his bulge wedged against the shorter man's firm round rear. "What, uh...what are those like?" Tom leaned back a little - he could feel that the mound between Joe's legs was firmer than before. And larger. "Thick." Joe nudged forward, enough that Tom rocked on his heels just a bit. Between the motion and the word, Daley let out a small involuntary moan, catching it early...but it was still noticeable. "They've got a lot of flavor - a little malty, a little chocolate, but creamy and really thick." There was that nudge again. Taking a breath, Daley leaned back more firmly this time. "Not everyone can handle a stout. It takes a certain taste." "Hmmm. Sounds interesting." "Yeah? Want to try a stout?" Another bump from behind. "Uh huh." Daley's mouth was dry, the result of raging hormones from his over-filled balls. His mouth went even drier when Manganiello took Tom's hand and brought it back, placing it onto the rock hard lump. "Just gotta open it up first." ~ ~ ~ ~ Tom's shirt went flying through the air. They'd left the garage and made a beeline for a spare bedroom towards the back of the house. "So what's the rules on this no-nut thing again? I don't want to fuck it up for you." "Oh my god..." Tom moaned as large hands roamed his chest, Joe's goatee tickling his neck. "I just can't...no touching...my dick." "Everything else is fair game?" "Uh huh." Tom swallowed as he saw Joe's shirt land on a chair nearby, followed by the feel of skin-on-skin contact along his back. "It's like a loophole." "Mmm. I love holes." Manganiello growled as he yanked Tom's pants open and then tugged them down. Daley turned around, his mouth exploring the muscles of the tall beefy stud's body as he slowly dropped down to his knees. The lump in Joe's pants looked huge. "I can't stroke my own cock, but..." Grinning, Daley looked up as he unzipped the actor, not surprised to find no underwear based on the way he could nearly read the other man's dick through the fabric. "...I can stroke the fuck out of yours." He pulled Joe's meat free, wrapping his fingers around the ample shaft and began lightly tugging on it. He licked his lips as Manganiello reached full mast - over eight inches of thick veiny cock, hanging in the air. Opening his mouth, he devoured the stud, all the way down to the base. "Fuuuuck - thought you were going to stroke it." Joe chuckled, his fingers curling in Tom's hair. "Couldn't..." Tom pulled off long enough to get one word out before diving back down, giving a suck between words. "...resist...hormones...and...all...ya know?" He moaned as the big paw held the back of his head, the meaty hips thrusting forward, Joe's entire length buried down his throat. The big man let out a growl of pleasure as he finally released his grip. Tom held on for awhile before finally pulling away. "Damn - how long can you hold your breath?" Now it was Tom's turn to look mischievous. "I'm in the pool all day." Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the giant cock again. Time passed...and passed...and passed. Joe's pulse was ringing in his ears, along with the sounds of his own groaning, his pulse throbbing all the way down his body and into his dick, which Daley was moaning around, still stuffed to the gills. After what seemed like an impossible amount of time, Tom finally broke free, gasping for air. Joe looked down at the flushed handsome face, the line of saliva trailing from the diver's lips to his cock...and the thick coating of spit shining on his shaft. With another growl, he picked Daley up, carrying him over to the bed and dropping him down onto it. He spat on his fingers and worked them against Tom's hole, working his way inside. Pursing his lips, he spat on the tight knot of flesh, holding Daley's legs apart as he pressed his member at the tight entrance, shoving forward until it gave way, allowing an inch or so of his dick to slide inside. Both men let out a howl of pleasure as Manganiello pulled back and reared forward again, spitting on his cock with every other out-stroke. Daley's muscled legs flexed in Joe's grip as the Olympian panted with pleasure, eager to have his hole destroyed by the 'Magic Mike' actor. "Do you want lube?" "Just fucking fuck me. Fuuuuuuuuuck..." Tom's eyes rolled back in his head as Joe shoved another couple of inches inside - his guts were burning with pleasure as the stud opened him up, slowly but surely. ~ ~ ~ ~ Joe Manganiello panted with heavy breath, his brow dripping with sweat. Tom Daley's eyes were rolling back in his head, his throat working as it kept making loud moaning sounds...which were muffled by the swimmer's own briefs shoved into his mouth. They were making enough noise as it was - the bed was rocking back and forth on its side with each thrust and even then, Daley was clawing at Joe's hips to get more of that thick cock, harder and faster. They'd been going at it non-stop for about twenty minutes, a result of Tom's hormones going haywire after nearly a month of not jerking off...and Joe enjoying the deliciously tight confines of the British lad's guts. Daley's moan turned into a high-pitched squeal. The head of his cock had turned into a dark pink color, flush with lust and shiny with pre-cum that was flowing in abundance, flying through the air with each thrust, leaving drops all over his torso, Joe's stomach, and the sheets. The sound went up even higher as his entire body went rigid, his legs quaking in Joe's grip as his dick exploded. Manganiello had used the term before but this was the first time that he'd seen something that looked literal - Daley's rod was like a volcano erupting cum everywhere, in huge amounts. It was on the sheets, in his hair...hell, Joe guessed that if he looked on the floor on the *other* side of the bed, he'd probably find some there. The already-tight ring squeezed his shaft with such a strong grip that it bordered between pleasure and pain...and still he kept thrusting. Slowly, Tom returned to normal...mostly. His face was flushed red, every bit of his skin was wet with sweat or cum, and his nostrils flared as he sought to catch his breath. Tearing the briefs out of his mouth, he let out a long breathy groan. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck that was brilliant!" "Want me to stop?" Tom's eyes went wide. "Hell no!" Grinning, Joe began pumping his hips again, earning happy little moans from the Olympian. However, the sounds of pleasure became mixed with discomfort after a few minutes. Having gotten off...and from such a vigorous pounding...Daley's guts were aching for a rest. Biting his lip, he grunted as he gently nudged his fingertips against Manganiello's stomach, sighing with relief and disappointment as the thick lengthy slab pulled out. He yelped with surprise as Joe drug him across the bed, pulling the mattress cover with him, both winding up on the floor. Tom was on his knees, presented with over eight inches of throbbing man meat...and his mouth instantly watered. "Did you get enough to eat earlier?" He looked up into those dark brown eyes which sparkled with devilish glee. "Uh uh." "Still hungry?" Joe wiggled his hips, causing his cock to wave in front of Tom's face. "Uh HUH!" "Good." It was Joe's turn to groan as the little stud devoured his cock, all the way to the root in one gulp. Tom looked up, staring into Joe's eyes as he slurped wildly, his face bobbing up and down the pole of flesh, savoring the heat and weight of it in his mouth. Occasionally he pulled away, lapping his tongue along the thick veins that traced down the girthy shaft, before going back to sucking with a vengeance. His efforts were soon rewarded as a large load of cream shot into his mouth, every drop eagerly swallowed until nothing was left. Tom still suckled at the large dick, even when it began to soften, until Joe had to pull away as the flesh became tender. Chuckling, he pulled the smaller man to his feet, squeezing that muscular perky ass as they met for a kiss. Slowly, they got dressed and then left the room, returning to the party. ~ ~ ~ ~ "Fuuuuuuck meeeeee..." "I *am* fucking you." Joe growled against Tom's shoulder. He could feel the Brit's legs bouncing in the air along his hips. They'd mingled at the party for a good long while before Tom had whispered something about getting dessert early. Returning to the room, Tom had gotten Joe worked up by sucking on his furry nuts. He'd wound up plucking Daley into the air, planting him down on Joe's cock, and then pinning the smaller man against the wall, proceeding to rail his hole. Fingertips dragged down his backside - he was sure Sofia would tease him later about the marks that Tom was surely leaving behind. "You know, if you two keep leaving the party, people are going to notice at some point." Joe looked over his shoulder to see Matt Bomer entering the room. "Also, locking the door is usually a good idea." Winking, he turned the small latch. "No one's going to notice that the host is missing too?" He returned the wink...after Matt's eyes came back up from gazing at the muscles of Joe's ass working as he did his best to pound Daley through the plaster. He heard the soft sound of clothing hitting the floor as Matt disrobed, making his way across the room. "Are we sharing your new toy?" Joe responded by making a growling noise. Lips met his ear, a tongue running along the edge. "You know, if you're going to make a sound like a dog, you might as well fuck him like one." Grinning, Joe turned, carrying Tom through the air, still thrusting as he walked. He dropped Tom onto the bed and pulled out just long enough to turn Daley over before slamming his cock back inside. Bomer climbed up onto the bed and crawled across it, settling on his knees at the other end of the swimmer, lining up his cock with Tom's mouth, moaning as it disappeared down the eager throat. "You know, the turkey's the thing that's supposed to get stuffed today, right?" "Complaining?" Joe cocked an eyebrow - he was used to Matt's little quips during sex, especially if it was a group activity. "Not at all. But next time, if you two are so eager to stuff something, you can show up early and help out." "Lend a hand?" "Mmmm..." Bomer ran his fingers through Tom's hair. "A hand. A mouth. Whatever's useful." He looked up, his bold blue eyes meeting Joe's. "How're you liking that tight butt?" "Ahh - should've known you two have played around before. It's good. Reallllly good." He growled again, this time with pleasure, as Daley ground his hips back to meet Joe's thrusts. Taking the hint, he dropped the conversation and focused on drilling this hot piece of ass. On the other side of the bed, Matt laced his fingers around the back of Daley's head and began thrusting into the tight throat. "Yeah, you're a hungry little whore today, aren't you?" Joe lifted his eyebrow again - he was used to Matt dirty talking but this was a little stronger than usual. "Such a hungry little whore, yeah. Two cocks at once. Although you've had more, haven't you?" Bomer looked up, his eyes twinkling as he glanced at Joe before turning his attention back to the Brit. "Did you tell Joe about the fun you had at the Olympics?" Tom shook his head, his mouth still stuffed with dick. "No? How pretty much the entire British diving team was involved in a 'team building' exercise?" Daley groaned at the memory. Well, 'memories' of day after day of the squad fucking around. With almost everyone on the entire squad being vers, they'd all fucked each other in nearly every position that was known to man...and some new ones that they might have invented that summer. "Ohhh...why don't you show him that move that the gymnastics team taught you?" Joe cocked an eyebrow as Tom shifted his hips, spreading his legs out on the bed. Soon, both eyebrows were raised when Tom's legs were straight out along the edge of the mattress, forming a perfect split. The move allowed Manganiello to drive in even deeper, resulting in louder growls from the True Blood star and bigger whimpers of pleasure from the horny Olympian. "Yeah, that's the one. It's fucking hot. Can really get into that hole now, huh Joe?" Joe took a deep breath as he savored the feeling of getting further inside, the way that Daley was spread open wide for him, no legs or anything in the way...just pure unfettered access to that tight hole. "I've got to get back to the party soon. Ready?" Tom nodded, his mouth still stuffed full of cock. Licking his lips, Matt began bucking his hips, pounding his friend's throat. Tom did his best to suck on the hot piece of meat as it slid in and out of his mouth, the shaved balls slapping against his chin. A couple of minutes later, Bomer pulled back, grabbing his dick and jerking it, the pointy head aimed for Tom's open mouth. Shot after shot of hot cum painted the inside of Daley's mouth, covering his tongue and the inside of his cheeks. Smirking, Bomer made sure that a little bit landed on Tom's chin - a treat for Joe to find later. "Your turn, cutie." Placing his hands at Tom's shoulders, Matt lifted the diver upright, onto his knees, so that his back was resting against Joe's beefy torso. His fingers roamed down, finding Daley's nipples, caressing and tugging lightly at them. "What's the rule again? I can't touch your dick, right?" "Uh huh." Tom moaned, too overwhelmed to be able to make real words. "But I can touch everything else?" "Uh HUH!" The sweat-mopped brow nodded energetically. "Alrighty then." Matt's fingers turned, giving one of Daley's nipples a nice twist. The other hand massaged the swimmer's chest for a bit and then moved up, taking hold of Tom's chin and pushing him back until he was face to face with Joe. The scruffy mouth came down to meet Daley's smooth face, a thick tongue pushing its way into Tom's mouth as he continued pounding his cock into the smaller man's guts. The familiar taste of Matt's seed drove him to thrust harder, causing Tom to squeal with pleasure as he was pinned between the two studs. Moments later, the squeals turned into whimpers again as he began shooting his load, all over Matt's stomach and thighs. Grinning, Matt scooped up the cream with his fingers, pushing them in between Joe's lips. The actor growled again, sucking on the digits. Daley was gasping at the intensity of Joe's drilling, especially once he was pushed back onto his hands and knees, one hand on his shoulder and the other gripping his hips. The big thick cock was threatening to tear him up. "AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Manganiello threw his head back, howling with pleasure as he began emptying his balls deep inside Tom's ass. His hips kept bucking, trying to drive in the last inch even further as he pulled Daley's hips back against him. When he finally opened his eyes, Bomer was already half dressed, a satisfied grin stretching his chiseled features. "That gets you every time." "As if you didn't swallow Rodriguez like it was your favorite treat." Matt chuckled. "Hey, told ya - I ran out of protein powder that week. Had to find another source." "Dude - there was a store down the road." Joe laughed as he pulled out of Daley's hole and took a towel from Matt. He began wiping off both himself and Tom, cleaning up so they could get back to the main part of the house. "And Adam was right next door. More convenient." "And tastier." "Indeed." "Who's Adam Rodriguez?" Matt and Joe both looked at Tom. "You saw 'Magic Mike'?" Joe ruffled Tom's hair. "Yeah?" "He played Tito." "Oh. Ohhhhh!" Tom's eyes widened a little, a look that Matt recognized. Those blue eyes twinkled as he stroked Daley's jaw. "You know, we could have another little Magic Mike reunion get-together. Been awhile." "It has." Joe nodded, grinning, already guessing what Bomer had in mind as he pulled his pants up. "Simon might not be able to make it. Guess Tom could be my plus-one..." He laughed as Tom's eyes went really wide. "What do you say - want to see more of the 'Magic Mike' crew?" "Hell yeah!" "A LOT more." Joe tugged his shirt on, shaking his head...and looking forward to the idea. "Hey kid, how long are you in town before heading back to England?" "About a week, why?" "We didn't finish our lesson on beer. Want to meet up, learn a little bit more?" Reaching down, Joe grabbed his crotch. Tom glanced down, licking his lips. "Sure!" Tom cleared his throat, dialing down the enthusiasm just a little before speaking again. "I mean...yeah. That sounds like fun." "Good. There's, uh, some flavors we didn't cover yet." Tom gripped Joe's package, nibbling on the stubbled chin for a moment. "Yeah, but I think the stout is still my favorite." "A week, huh?" Both men looked over at Bomer's question. "Good timing. Your little no-nut experiment is over in..." Matt looked up as he counted days in his head. "...three days." "Thank goodness!" Tom sighed, looking forward to touching his cock all the time again. "Mmmm." Joe took Daley by the hips and pulled him back, grinding his crotch against the tightly-muscled butt. "End it with a bang." Tom moaned at both the idea and the feeling of Joe's bulge. "Watch it - you'll get him started again." "Who?" Manganiello and Daley both spoke at the same time. Bomer laughed as he slid on his shoes and headed for the door, undoing the lock. "Both of you." Winking, he slid out of the room. "See you in three days?" He ruffled Tom's hair again, handing over his new friend's underwear and reaching over to grab the discarded pair of pants. "Yeah. Three days?" Joe chuckled at the look on Daley's face. "Or tomorrow?" Those eyes lit up at the suggestion. "Tomorrow. And I'll see if any of the guys are in town. Get you a head-start on collecting Magic Mike guys." "You make them sound like Pokemon." Tom grinned as he finished getting his clothes on. Checking the mirror, he was satisfied that he didn't look disheveled or freshly fucked, ready to return to the gathering. "Mmmm." Joe wrapped his arms around Tom, grinding against his rear again, earning a soft little moan. "Gotta catch 'em all." Laughing, the pair exited the room. The End. :) ============================= This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the story, have feedback or want to share ideas, would love to hear from you. [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Wed, 5 Jul 2023 11:33:34 -0500
From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: To Nut or Not to Nut
This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult
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This story is set in Los Angeles, California, November 2022.
"Hey guys, welcome, welcome! Come in!" Matt Bomer swung the door open,
greeting Tom Daley and his husband, Dustin, with big hugs. The couples had
been good friends ever since Matt had performed in a play that Dustin
wrote. Daley smirked as one of Bomer's hands squeezed his rear - their
usual hug.
"Happy Friendsgiving - most everyone is here, just waiting on a few more
people. But hey, it's casual, so help yourselves to something to eat and
make yourselves at home." Matt's blue eyes were lit up - the annual
gathering of friends that he and his husband hosted the weekend after
Thanksgiving was a personal highlight every year. Closing the door, he took
in a deep satisfied breath and smiled broadly, surveying their home and
finding everyone relaxing and having a good time.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Oh man, they did you all wrong. I was all 'no way!' when you showed up at
the end, been waiting on them to make another one."
"Really?" Joe Manganiello grinned, amused by Daley's bouncy
exuberance. Nearby, his wife Sofia hid a smile - it was obvious that Daley
was a big fan of her husband. Then again, the tall stud exuded sex appeal,
so it was rare to find someone that *didn't* look like their mouth was
watering when speaking to him. Winking at Joe, she headed off to chat with
a couple of friends.
Tom was oblivious to the exchange, his attention riveted on Joe and their
conversation about the 'Justice League' movie.
"What about you - getting ready for 2024?" Joe leaned back, his arms
stretched out along the back of the couch. He noticed Tom's eyes quickly
dart down and back up It was becoming harder to keep a straight face...and
Joe wasn't sure that he wanted to. Instead, he grinned a bit as he spread
his legs a little, relaxing...and earning another quick glance from the
British diver. This time, Daley's eyes widened a little before coming back
up. Since he didn't wear underwear, Joe guessed that Tom noticed something
he liked down there.
"Ehh...not really sure yet. Still thinking about it."
"Time's ticking."
"Yeah yeah, I know. Been keeping up with training, just in case. It's just
a lot of work though, you know?"
"Ugh, yes." Joe held the 's' sound, hissing a little, his head rolling
along with his eyes. "Most of these roles - back into the gym. Don't get
much of a chance to relax."
"Exactly!" Tom nodded, pleased that someone understood the rigorous
demands. "Although, gotta say mate, you're in great shape. Probably doesn't
take much to get back into working shape, I'd bet."
"Thanks." Joe's grin grew as he flexed his arm playfully. "It's just more
about getting that cut look, watching what you eat and all that bullshit."
"Yeah. I've also been - ." Daley cut himself off abruptly. "You're right,
the diet sucks. Can't eat whatever you want."
"Exactly." Joe began to mirror Tom's enthusiasm...both naturally from
Daley's infectiously good-humored nature...and feeling a little bit
flirty. He leaned forward, his voice lowering. "What's your guilty
pleasure?" He suppressed a chuckle as Tom's cheeks blushed, the inuendo
landing as planned.
"Ice cream. And bangers and mash."
"Oh fuuuuck, I love ice cream." Joe leaned back again, licking his lips and
rubbing his stomach. He watched as Tom's eyes followed the movement, full
of a growing hunger...but not for food. "What's...bangers? And mash?"
"Oh - you all call it sausage," That blush came back. "and mashed potatoes.
"Sausage is awesome." Joe's hands fell to his legs, near his knees. He
wanted to keep bringing Tom's attention down south. He could feel the blood
slowly flowing into his crotch, so he figured the bulge down there was
becoming more prominent. "Love grilling. Sausage. Hamburgers. Chicken. All
kinds of meat, man." His grin grew some more, eyes locked onto Tom. Hell,
was the kid starting to sweat a little.
"So what's the thing you've been trying in the gym - the training thing you
were going to mention?"
"Huh? Oh - nothing. It's stupid." Tom laughed, a little nervous.
"Hey, I'm always game for hearing new ideas. Gotta keep up with the young
studs, you know?"
"It's, uh..." Daley swallowed, reluctantly getting the words out, afraid to
embarrass himself in front of this dashing hunk of man. His voice lowered a
little, so that the other guests nearby wouldn't overhear. "It's...I've
been doing the no-nut November thing."
"No...what?"
"No...no-nut. You know, like..." Daley made a fist and shook it a little in
the air.
"Oh. Ohhh! Really - why???" Joe blinked - he LOVED getting off. If it
wasn't sex with his wife, or the pool boy, or someone he was working with
(sometimes suprising his wife by bringing them home for a threesome)...he
was fine with rubbing one out, taking his time and enjoying his own dick.
"It, uh, it builds up testosterone? So it's supposed to help with working
out? I dunno - it might be dumb. Saw it online and figured, why not."
"Eh - it makes sense. Yeah, the testosterone build-up. Plus, you're
probably all antsy and shit, so driving that energy into a more intense
workout."
"Yeah, that too." Tom nodded enthusiastically - anything that made this
challenge sound like it wasn't silly. In truth, Dustin had jokingly dared
him into the challenge, teasing his young husband about his high sex
drive. If Tom made it through the entire month without jerking off, he'd
get to pick out all the vacations for the next year. And with his
competitive nature, he intended to finish the month, just about one more
week to go.
"Hmm - sorry?" He realized he'd missed Joe's question.
"So how's it work?" Joe leaned back again, noticing that Tom's eyes
lingered downward this time, definitely getting an eyeful.
"It, err...sorry, I get really distracted, all the, um, 'energy', you
know?"
"Oh, I can imagine." That devilish wink sent a happy shiver down Tom's
back.
"So, I just can't...you know." He made the hand motion again.
"Jerk off?"
"Yeah - no wanking at all."
"Holy fuck - so you've got...like almost a month's build-up? You must be
ready to bust. Dude..." Joe let out a big laugh. "...your balls must be SO
swollen."
"Actually, um, no...not really."
Joe cocked his head, curious. Leaning in, he squinted. "Today's the
26th. You're telling me that with twenty-six days of jizz filling up in
there..." He pointed at Tom's crotch. "...your boys aren't swelling."
"Well..." Tom's cheeks turned a darker shade of pink. "I mean, occasionally
I wake up from a *really* hot dream and there's, you know..."
"Uh huh. Been awhile, but get ya."
"So that helps. And I'm doing the version where I just can't wank. Or get
wanked. Well, or sucked off. But, um..." Tom looked at the ceiling, trying
to choose his words. "...if there's other stuff going on and it happens, it
happens...but it's not breaking the rules, you know?"
Joe leaned forward again, his face near Tom's, their voices having dropped
down to conspiratorial whispers. "If someone gets you off, you mean?" That
wink again.
"Yeah. But they just can't touch it." Tom glanced down, making his point.
"So, a hands-free kinda thing. I get ya." He watched as Daley blinked and
swallowed - the kind of thoughts the Olympian was imagining were extremely
clear, even if he was doing his best to maintain a straight face.
"You two planning a heist or something?" Matt leaned against the wall
nearby, amused by the way Daley and Manganiello were leaned in and speaking
at a low volume. He'd guess that they were flirting, especially with that
glint in Joe's eyes. Tom, however, was usually much more forward...and
currently looked kinda bashful.
"Just talking about the different ways people celebrate the holidays."
"Ah, okay. Speaking of celebrating - can I get your help with something?
It's heavy - I *think* you two might do."
~ ~ ~ ~
"This is heavy?" Joe pulled another box from the shelf and carried it over
to the fridge.
"You're right - I'll ask Sofia next time."
"Hell no - I handle the manual labor around the house." Joe put the box
down, flexing his arm. "You leave my pretty wife alone."
Bomer rolled his eyes. "Your wife is safe."
"I know." Winking, Joe swatted Matt on the butt as he passed by on his way
back to the shelves.
Matt laughed laughed as he turned to see Tom taking down a box as
well. "You good?"
"Yeah - these aren't heavy at all. Just bulky. Kinda like Joe."
"Oooh." Matt laughed as he started unloading beers from the boxes,
restocking the fridge.
"Hey - I'm bulky *and* heavy. Go ahead and try picking me up, short stuff."
Matt bit his lip as he focused on the beer cans, finding irony in Joe's
words as the 'True Blood' star was obviously working on picking Tom up,
figuratively if not literally (yet).
"Yeah right - how fucking tall are you?"
"6-foot five."
"6...5...damn. Yeah, you've got seven inches on me. I'm not about to pick
you up."
'More like eight and a half inches,' Matt thought, stifling another
chuckle.
"Hey, honey - need your help with the sound system. Sorry." Matt's husband,
Simon, ducked his head into the garage.
"Go ahead, we got this." Joe nodded towards the boxes.
"Thanks guys." Bomer got up and made his way back into the house.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Damn - didn't realize there were so many different types of beer." Tom
looked between the empty boxes and the fridge. They'd finished the
restocking chore.
"Oh yeah, it's a whole thing. Kinda like wine."
"Mmm. Wine tastes better though."
Joe rolled his eyes, laughing. "Depends. Just like wine, there's something
to meet everyone's taste. Here, this one..."
Joe stood behind Tom, pointing out the different types of beer, explaining
the ingredients and little bit of history behind each one. Tom listened,
impressed - he hadn't expected the impromptu lesson and Joe was obviously
interested in the subject.
His interest in something else was becoming apparent as well. Slowly, the
space between the pair had closed, until Joe was pressed lightly against
Tom's backside - seemingly the innocent result of his movements to point
out various cans. Swallowing, Tom pushed backward every so slightly...and
noticed when the lump against his butt nudged forward again at the same
time that Joe brought Tom's attention to another shelf, providing another
explanation.
"And that one's a stout." Joe shifted as he pointed elsewhere, to a larger
can up on the top shelf. His body was now pressed fully against Tom's, his
bulge wedged against the shorter man's firm round rear.
"What, uh...what are those like?" Tom leaned back a little - he could feel
that the mound between Joe's legs was firmer than before. And larger.
"Thick." Joe nudged forward, enough that Tom rocked on his heels just a
bit. Between the motion and the word, Daley let out a small involuntary
moan, catching it early...but it was still noticeable. "They've got a lot
of flavor - a little malty, a little chocolate, but creamy and really
thick."
There was that nudge again. Taking a breath, Daley leaned back more firmly
this time. "Not everyone can handle a stout. It takes a certain taste."
"Hmmm. Sounds interesting."
"Yeah? Want to try a stout?" Another bump from behind.
"Uh huh." Daley's mouth was dry, the result of raging hormones from his
over-filled balls. His mouth went even drier when Manganiello took Tom's
hand and brought it back, placing it onto the rock hard lump.
"Just gotta open it up first."
~ ~ ~ ~
Tom's shirt went flying through the air. They'd left the garage and made a
beeline for a spare bedroom towards the back of the house.
"So what's the rules on this no-nut thing again? I don't want to fuck it up
for you."
"Oh my god..." Tom moaned as large hands roamed his chest, Joe's goatee
tickling his neck. "I just can't...no touching...my dick."
"Everything else is fair game?"
"Uh huh." Tom swallowed as he saw Joe's shirt land on a chair nearby,
followed by the feel of skin-on-skin contact along his back. "It's like a
loophole."
"Mmm. I love holes." Manganiello growled as he yanked Tom's pants open and
then tugged them down.
Daley turned around, his mouth exploring the muscles of the tall beefy
stud's body as he slowly dropped down to his knees. The lump in Joe's pants
looked huge. "I can't stroke my own cock, but..." Grinning, Daley looked up
as he unzipped the actor, not surprised to find no underwear based on the
way he could nearly read the other man's dick through the fabric. "...I can
stroke the fuck out of yours." He pulled Joe's meat free, wrapping his
fingers around the ample shaft and began lightly tugging on it. He licked
his lips as Manganiello reached full mast - over eight inches of thick
veiny cock, hanging in the air. Opening his mouth, he devoured the stud,
all the way down to the base.
"Fuuuuck - thought you were going to stroke it." Joe chuckled, his fingers
curling in Tom's hair.
"Couldn't..." Tom pulled off long enough to get one word out before diving
back down, giving a suck between
words. "...resist...hormones...and...all...ya know?" He moaned as the big
paw held the back of his head, the meaty hips thrusting forward, Joe's
entire length buried down his throat. The big man let out a growl of
pleasure as he finally released his grip. Tom held on for awhile before
finally pulling away.
"Damn - how long can you hold your breath?"
Now it was Tom's turn to look mischievous. "I'm in the pool all day."
Taking a deep breath, he inhaled the giant cock again. Time passed...and
passed...and passed. Joe's pulse was ringing in his ears, along with the
sounds of his own groaning, his pulse throbbing all the way down his body
and into his dick, which Daley was moaning around, still stuffed to the
gills. After what seemed like an impossible amount of time, Tom finally
broke free, gasping for air. Joe looked down at the flushed handsome face,
the line of saliva trailing from the diver's lips to his cock...and the
thick coating of spit shining on his shaft. With another growl, he picked
Daley up, carrying him over to the bed and dropping him down onto it.
He spat on his fingers and worked them against Tom's hole, working his way
inside. Pursing his lips, he spat on the tight knot of flesh, holding
Daley's legs apart as he pressed his member at the tight entrance, shoving
forward until it gave way, allowing an inch or so of his dick to slide
inside. Both men let out a howl of pleasure as Manganiello pulled back and
reared forward again, spitting on his cock with every other
out-stroke. Daley's muscled legs flexed in Joe's grip as the Olympian
panted with pleasure, eager to have his hole destroyed by the 'Magic Mike'
actor.
"Do you want lube?"
"Just fucking fuck me. Fuuuuuuuuuck..." Tom's eyes rolled back in his head
as Joe shoved another couple of inches inside - his guts were burning with
pleasure as the stud opened him up, slowly but surely.
~ ~ ~ ~
Joe Manganiello panted with heavy breath, his brow dripping with sweat. Tom
Daley's eyes were rolling back in his head, his throat working as it kept
making loud moaning sounds...which were muffled by the swimmer's own briefs
shoved into his mouth. They were making enough noise as it was - the bed
was rocking back and forth on its side with each thrust and even then,
Daley was clawing at Joe's hips to get more of that thick cock, harder and
faster. They'd been going at it non-stop for about twenty minutes, a result
of Tom's hormones going haywire after nearly a month of not jerking
off...and Joe enjoying the deliciously tight confines of the British lad's
guts.
Daley's moan turned into a high-pitched squeal. The head of his cock had
turned into a dark pink color, flush with lust and shiny with pre-cum that
was flowing in abundance, flying through the air with each thrust, leaving
drops all over his torso, Joe's stomach, and the sheets. The sound went up
even higher as his entire body went rigid, his legs quaking in Joe's grip
as his dick exploded. Manganiello had used the term before but this was the
first time that he'd seen something that looked literal - Daley's rod was
like a volcano erupting cum everywhere, in huge amounts. It was on the
sheets, in his hair...hell, Joe guessed that if he looked on the floor on
the *other* side of the bed, he'd probably find some there. The
already-tight ring squeezed his shaft with such a strong grip that it
bordered between pleasure and pain...and still he kept thrusting.
Slowly, Tom returned to normal...mostly. His face was flushed red, every
bit of his skin was wet with sweat or cum, and his nostrils flared as he
sought to catch his breath. Tearing the briefs out of his mouth, he let out
a long breathy groan. "Fuuuuuuuuuuuuck that was brilliant!"
"Want me to stop?"
Tom's eyes went wide. "Hell no!" Grinning, Joe began pumping his hips
again, earning happy little moans from the Olympian. However, the sounds of
pleasure became mixed with discomfort after a few minutes. Having gotten
off...and from such a vigorous pounding...Daley's guts were aching for a
rest. Biting his lip, he grunted as he gently nudged his fingertips against
Manganiello's stomach, sighing with relief and disappointment as the thick
lengthy slab pulled out.
He yelped with surprise as Joe drug him across the bed, pulling the
mattress cover with him, both winding up on the floor. Tom was on his
knees, presented with over eight inches of throbbing man meat...and his
mouth instantly watered.
"Did you get enough to eat earlier?"
He looked up into those dark brown eyes which sparkled with devilish
glee. "Uh uh."
"Still hungry?" Joe wiggled his hips, causing his cock to wave in front of
Tom's face.
"Uh HUH!"
"Good." It was Joe's turn to groan as the little stud devoured his cock,
all the way to the root in one gulp. Tom looked up, staring into Joe's eyes
as he slurped wildly, his face bobbing up and down the pole of flesh,
savoring the heat and weight of it in his mouth. Occasionally he pulled
away, lapping his tongue along the thick veins that traced down the girthy
shaft, before going back to sucking with a vengeance. His efforts were soon
rewarded as a large load of cream shot into his mouth, every drop eagerly
swallowed until nothing was left. Tom still suckled at the large dick, even
when it began to soften, until Joe had to pull away as the flesh became
tender. Chuckling, he pulled the smaller man to his feet, squeezing that
muscular perky ass as they met for a kiss. Slowly, they got dressed and
then left the room, returning to the party.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Fuuuuuuck meeeeee..."
"I *am* fucking you." Joe growled against Tom's shoulder. He could feel the
Brit's legs bouncing in the air along his hips. They'd mingled at the party
for a good long while before Tom had whispered something about getting
dessert early. Returning to the room, Tom had gotten Joe worked up by
sucking on his furry nuts. He'd wound up plucking Daley into the air,
planting him down on Joe's cock, and then pinning the smaller man against
the wall, proceeding to rail his hole. Fingertips dragged down his backside
- he was sure Sofia would tease him later about the marks that Tom was
surely leaving behind.
"You know, if you two keep leaving the party, people are going to notice at
some point." Joe looked over his shoulder to see Matt Bomer entering the
room. "Also, locking the door is usually a good idea." Winking, he turned
the small latch.
"No one's going to notice that the host is missing too?" He returned the
wink...after Matt's eyes came back up from gazing at the muscles of Joe's
ass working as he did his best to pound Daley through the plaster. He heard
the soft sound of clothing hitting the floor as Matt disrobed, making his
way across the room.
"Are we sharing your new toy?"
Joe responded by making a growling noise. Lips met his ear, a tongue
running along the edge. "You know, if you're going to make a sound like a
dog, you might as well fuck him like one."
Grinning, Joe turned, carrying Tom through the air, still thrusting as he
walked. He dropped Tom onto the bed and pulled out just long enough to turn
Daley over before slamming his cock back inside.
Bomer climbed up onto the bed and crawled across it, settling on his knees
at the other end of the swimmer, lining up his cock with Tom's mouth,
moaning as it disappeared down the eager throat.
"You know, the turkey's the thing that's supposed to get stuffed today,
right?"
"Complaining?" Joe cocked an eyebrow - he was used to Matt's little quips
during sex, especially if it was a group activity.
"Not at all. But next time, if you two are so eager to stuff something, you
can show up early and help out."
"Lend a hand?"
"Mmmm..." Bomer ran his fingers through Tom's hair. "A hand. A
mouth. Whatever's useful." He looked up, his bold blue eyes meeting
Joe's. "How're you liking that tight butt?"
"Ahh - should've known you two have played around before. It's
good. Reallllly good." He growled again, this time with pleasure, as Daley
ground his hips back to meet Joe's thrusts. Taking the hint, he dropped the
conversation and focused on drilling this hot piece of ass.
On the other side of the bed, Matt laced his fingers around the back of
Daley's head and began thrusting into the tight throat. "Yeah, you're a
hungry little whore today, aren't you?" Joe lifted his eyebrow again - he
was used to Matt dirty talking but this was a little stronger than
usual. "Such a hungry little whore, yeah. Two cocks at once. Although
you've had more, haven't you?"
Bomer looked up, his eyes twinkling as he glanced at Joe before turning his
attention back to the Brit. "Did you tell Joe about the fun you had at the
Olympics?" Tom shook his head, his mouth still stuffed with dick. "No? How
pretty much the entire British diving team was involved in a 'team
building' exercise?"
Daley groaned at the memory. Well, 'memories' of day after day of the squad
fucking around. With almost everyone on the entire squad being vers, they'd
all fucked each other in nearly every position that was known to man...and
some new ones that they might have invented that summer.
"Ohhh...why don't you show him that move that the gymnastics team taught
you?"
Joe cocked an eyebrow as Tom shifted his hips, spreading his legs out on
the bed. Soon, both eyebrows were raised when Tom's legs were straight out
along the edge of the mattress, forming a perfect split. The move allowed
Manganiello to drive in even deeper, resulting in louder growls from the
True Blood star and bigger whimpers of pleasure from the horny Olympian.
"Yeah, that's the one. It's fucking hot. Can really get into that hole now,
huh Joe?"
Joe took a deep breath as he savored the feeling of getting further inside,
the way that Daley was spread open wide for him, no legs or anything in the
way...just pure unfettered access to that tight hole.
"I've got to get back to the party soon. Ready?"
Tom nodded, his mouth still stuffed full of cock. Licking his lips, Matt
began bucking his hips, pounding his friend's throat. Tom did his best to
suck on the hot piece of meat as it slid in and out of his mouth, the
shaved balls slapping against his chin. A couple of minutes later, Bomer
pulled back, grabbing his dick and jerking it, the pointy head aimed for
Tom's open mouth. Shot after shot of hot cum painted the inside of Daley's
mouth, covering his tongue and the inside of his cheeks. Smirking, Bomer
made sure that a little bit landed on Tom's chin - a treat for Joe to find
later.
"Your turn, cutie." Placing his hands at Tom's shoulders, Matt lifted the
diver upright, onto his knees, so that his back was resting against Joe's
beefy torso.
His fingers roamed down, finding Daley's nipples, caressing and tugging
lightly at them. "What's the rule again? I can't touch your dick, right?"
"Uh huh." Tom moaned, too overwhelmed to be able to make real words.
"But I can touch everything else?"
"Uh HUH!" The sweat-mopped brow nodded energetically.
"Alrighty then." Matt's fingers turned, giving one of Daley's nipples a
nice twist. The other hand massaged the swimmer's chest for a bit and then
moved up, taking hold of Tom's chin and pushing him back until he was face
to face with Joe. The scruffy mouth came down to meet Daley's smooth face,
a thick tongue pushing its way into Tom's mouth as he continued pounding
his cock into the smaller man's guts. The familiar taste of Matt's seed
drove him to thrust harder, causing Tom to squeal with pleasure as he was
pinned between the two studs.
Moments later, the squeals turned into whimpers again as he began shooting
his load, all over Matt's stomach and thighs. Grinning, Matt scooped up the
cream with his fingers, pushing them in between Joe's lips. The actor
growled again, sucking on the digits. Daley was gasping at the intensity of
Joe's drilling, especially once he was pushed back onto his hands and
knees, one hand on his shoulder and the other gripping his hips. The big
thick cock was threatening to tear him up.
"AAHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Manganiello threw his head back, howling with pleasure
as he began emptying his balls deep inside Tom's ass. His hips kept
bucking, trying to drive in the last inch even further as he pulled Daley's
hips back against him.
When he finally opened his eyes, Bomer was already half dressed, a
satisfied grin stretching his chiseled features. "That gets you every
time."
"As if you didn't swallow Rodriguez like it was your favorite treat."
Matt chuckled. "Hey, told ya - I ran out of protein powder that week. Had
to find another source."
"Dude - there was a store down the road." Joe laughed as he pulled out of
Daley's hole and took a towel from Matt. He began wiping off both himself
and Tom, cleaning up so they could get back to the main part of the house.
"And Adam was right next door. More convenient."
"And tastier."
"Indeed."
"Who's Adam Rodriguez?" Matt and Joe both looked at Tom.
"You saw 'Magic Mike'?" Joe ruffled Tom's hair.
"Yeah?"
"He played Tito."
"Oh. Ohhhhh!" Tom's eyes widened a little, a look that Matt
recognized. Those blue eyes twinkled as he stroked Daley's jaw.
"You know, we could have another little Magic Mike reunion
get-together. Been awhile."
"It has." Joe nodded, grinning, already guessing what Bomer had in mind as
he pulled his pants up.
"Simon might not be able to make it. Guess Tom could be my plus-one..." He
laughed as Tom's eyes went really wide. "What do you say - want to see more
of the 'Magic Mike' crew?"
"Hell yeah!"
"A LOT more." Joe tugged his shirt on, shaking his head...and looking
forward to the idea. "Hey kid, how long are you in town before heading back
to England?"
"About a week, why?"
"We didn't finish our lesson on beer. Want to meet up, learn a little bit
more?" Reaching down, Joe grabbed his crotch. Tom glanced down, licking his
lips.
"Sure!" Tom cleared his throat, dialing down the enthusiasm just a little
before speaking again. "I mean...yeah. That sounds like fun."
"Good. There's, uh, some flavors we didn't cover yet."
Tom gripped Joe's package, nibbling on the stubbled chin for a
moment. "Yeah, but I think the stout is still my favorite."
"A week, huh?" Both men looked over at Bomer's question. "Good timing. Your
little no-nut experiment is over in..." Matt looked up as he counted days
in his head. "...three days."
"Thank goodness!" Tom sighed, looking forward to touching his cock all the
time again.
"Mmmm." Joe took Daley by the hips and pulled him back, grinding his crotch
against the tightly-muscled butt. "End it with a bang." Tom moaned at both
the idea and the feeling of Joe's bulge.
"Watch it - you'll get him started again."
"Who?" Manganiello and Daley both spoke at the same time.
Bomer laughed as he slid on his shoes and headed for the door, undoing the
lock. "Both of you." Winking, he slid out of the room.
"See you in three days?" He ruffled Tom's hair again, handing over his new
friend's underwear and reaching over to grab the discarded pair of pants.
"Yeah. Three days?"
Joe chuckled at the look on Daley's face. "Or tomorrow?" Those eyes lit up
at the suggestion. "Tomorrow. And I'll see if any of the guys are in
town. Get you a head-start on collecting Magic Mike guys."
"You make them sound like Pokemon." Tom grinned as he finished getting his
clothes on. Checking the mirror, he was satisfied that he didn't look
disheveled or freshly fucked, ready to return to the gathering.
"Mmmm." Joe wrapped his arms around Tom, grinding against his rear again,
earning a soft little moan. "Gotta catch 'em all." Laughing, the pair
exited the room.
The End. :)
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/domanis-brother | Date: Tue, 4 Jul 2023 18:48:33 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Domani's Brother Domani noticed that his brother had just gotten off the phone with his current girlfriend (He changes girlfriends as much as he changes his drawers!) and he was pissed off. "What's up, bro?" Domani asked. King looked as though he wanted to kill someone. "My girlfriend bailed on me..." King said. "Again!" Apparently, this was the third date she'd blown off. "Damn, that sucks!" Domani said. King looked like he wanted to punch something. "Let's go down to the gym?" Domani suggested. "Work out some of that aggression." King grumbled his agreement. They took Domani's car and headed to their local gym. It was a Sunday, so there wasn't that many people at the gym. If we're being honest, the gym was a ghost town. That's the way Domani liked it, honestly. He was able to get his workout done quicker without too much distraction. As they worked out, Domani noticed his brother was constantly staring at him. Well, not him exactly. More like his crotch. "Well, damn!" Domani thought. "Let me find out my brother gets down!" The opportunity to find out came sooner than he thought. Domani was helping King at the bench press. They were talking about regular guy stuff when, suddenly, the topic changed. "You ever had your dick sucked?" King asked as he looked up at Domani. "Say what?" Domani asked, startled by the question. "Why would you ask me that, bro?" "Um... Never mind." King said. After a few minutes, Domani asked, "You wanna suck my dick, don't you?" At first, King just froze. He didn't know what to say or do. So, Domani pulled down his sweatpants and pulled his dick through his boxers. When King saw Domani's thick dick, he licked his lips. "Go ahead. You know you want it." Domani said. King flipped onto his stomach and grabbed Domani's dick, "How big is it?" King asked. "About nine inches." Domani said. "Stick it in your mouth." Seconds later, King slid Domani's dick in his mouth! As King sucked his dick, Domani reached over and gave King's a gentle squeeze. Then he slid his hand underneath his sweats, caressing his ass. "Let me see that ass, man." Domani said. King slid his pants and underwear down to his ankles. "Damn, King!" Domani exclaimed. "You got a real phat ass!" Domani gave King's left ass cheek a hard squeeze. King happily sucked on Domani's dick. "You like when I grab that ass, king?" "Mm hm." King said as he continued to suck on Domani's big dick. Domani groped and roughly manhandled King's ass cheeks, which really turned him on. He could feel his dick getting harder. He stopped sucking Domani's. "You good, bro?" Domani asked. "Can I get a kiss?" King asked sheepishly. "Sure, bro." Domani said. He bent down and kissed King's lips gently. King grinned from ear to ear. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" King just continued to grin. Then he went back to sucking his brother's dick. Pretty soon, Domani's dick was rock hard. "I'm gonna fuck that ass of yours." Domani said. King looked a little nervous. "It's been a minute since I've been fucked." King admitted. "Don't worry, man." Domani said. "I got you." He walked around to King's ass. SMACK! King's head whipped around and looked at Domani. Domani shrugged his shoulders. "It ain't my fault you got an ass that just begs to be slapped!" Domani bent down behind King and gently kissed his ass cheeks. "Mmmm." King moaned. That feels real good, bro." Then Domani licked both ass cheeks. "Oooh! Ahhhhh!" The things Domani was doing was really making King hot. Domani wasn't done, though. He spread King's ass cheeks apart and slid his tongue up King's hole. King was not prepared for this. "JESUS!" That was such a loud outburst that the folks that were there turned and looked in their direction. "King, I think we got us an audience." Domani said. "Let's go on and give `em a real good show!" Domani rammed his dick deep up King's hole. "Oooh fuck, man!" King cried out. "Shut up, man!" Domani said as he slapped King's thick ass cheeks hard. "My ass!" King moaned. He reached back and tried to rub his ass cheeks with his left hand. Domani caught his hand and held it there as he continued to dig his dick deep in that ass. "Mmmmm!" As Domani was fucking his brother, one of his bodyguards, Lil C walked over to them. "You fuckin' your brother like this?" Lil C asked. "Out in public?" "Yea, man." Domani said. "He don't mind. Do you, King?" He slapped King's ass. "No...I don't." King said, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. "See, man." Domani said. Lil C watched as Domani kept fucking his brother deeper and deeper. That shit was really beginning to turn him on. A bulge began to form in Lil C pants. Domani noticed the bulge in his bodyguard's pants. "You need help with that, man?" He pointed to the bulge. "I'm sure King wouldn't mind helping you out." Lil C looked at Domani. Then he looked at King. "You sure he can handle this?" Lil C asked grabbing his bulge. "Show it to him, see what he says." Domani replied. So, Lil C walked over to King and pulled down his sweatpants, revealing his ten inch black snake. "DAMN!" King exclaimed loudly. "You think you can handle that dick, King?" King just grinned from ear to ear and said, "I'm gonna try!" Before that happened, Domani got King on his back with his legs in the air. Lil C slid his monster dick down King's throat as Domani slid his dick back up King's hole. "Mmmmm!" King moaned. "This is the biggest dick I've had down mt throat in a long while." King thought. "Too bad my bodyguards ain't got dicks this size." What King didn't know was that his dad, T.I., had arranged for King did to get fucked down by each male bodyguard. He find out then that size don't matter! As Domani fucked King, he reached down and, roughly, pinched King's soft nipples. King couldn't see what was happening but, he tried to protect his nipples. "Help me out, C!" He said. Lil C grabbed King's arms and held them away from his body. Now, Domani could do whatever he wanted to his chest. What he wanted to do was caress them nipples. So, he caressed King's nipples, which really turned King on. "You like that, King?" Domani taunted. He even tormented King further by stroking his dick as he piston fuck his hole. King began to squirm all over the place. Lil C just smiled broadly. King was losing his mind. Domani was fucking him good and deep and playing with his nipples, which was one hell of a turn on. King was about to lose his mind! "MMMMFFF!" King moaned. "Damn, King!" Lil C said. "You got one hot mouth!" Lil C had slid most, if not all of his dick down King's throat! Domani was even impressed. "That lil nigga can really suck a dick!" Domani thought with a smile. Knowing that shit really got Domani ready to blow! "I'M GONNA BLOW!" Domani roared. "Me, too!" Lil C said excitedly. They looked at each other. "You think he can handle loads from two dicks?" "You make it sounds like he has a choice." Domani said. "Either he handles this situation, or he's wearing cum!" Lil C pulled his now hard dick out of King's mouth. "King, open wide." Domani said. "We got something for you." "I know." King said. He got down on his knees with his mouth wide open. Domani and Lil C stroked their furiously. Seconds later, Domani and Lil C take turns filling King full of cum. "Yea, man. Swallow all that cum, King!" Domani said. He deliberately sprayed some of his cum in King's hair. Lil C chuckled when he saw that. "Oops!" Lil C just shook his head. "King, I think you'd better head to the showers, bro." Domani said. "You look a hot mess!" Lil C burst out laughing as King ran to the showers in the gym. Later that evening: Domani was holding King in his arms. "Did you like how I fucked you today?" Domani asked. "Yea, man." King said with a smile. "What was your favorite part?" Domani asked. "Being fucked in public." King said. "Oh, so that's how you get turned on?" Domani said. "What if I brought you out onstage and fuck you while I do my raps. Would you like that?" King just grinned. "I'll take that as a `yes'." Then something happened that King wasn't expecting. "Hey, King, drop them drawers for a second." Domani said. King dropped his drawers. Next thing he knew, Domani was on his knees playing with King's dick. Seconds later, King's dick was in Domani's mouth! | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Tue, 4 Jul 2023 18:48:33 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Domani's Brother
Domani noticed that his brother had just gotten off the phone with his
current girlfriend (He changes girlfriends as much as he changes his
drawers!) and he was pissed off. "What's up, bro?" Domani asked.
King looked as though he wanted to kill someone. "My girlfriend bailed
on me..." King said. "Again!"
Apparently, this was the third date she'd blown off. "Damn, that
sucks!" Domani said. King looked like he wanted to punch something.
"Let's go down to the gym?" Domani suggested. "Work out some of that
aggression." King grumbled his agreement. They took Domani's car and
headed to their local gym.
It was a Sunday, so there wasn't that many people at the gym. If we're
being honest, the gym was a ghost town. That's the way Domani liked it,
honestly. He was able to get his workout done quicker without too much
distraction. As they worked out, Domani noticed his brother was
constantly staring at him. Well, not him exactly. More like his
crotch. "Well, damn!" Domani thought. "Let me find out my brother
gets down!"
The opportunity to find out came sooner than he thought. Domani was
helping King at the bench press. They were talking about regular guy
stuff when, suddenly, the topic changed. "You ever had your dick
sucked?" King asked as he looked up at Domani. "Say what?" Domani
asked, startled by the question. "Why would you ask me that, bro?"
"Um... Never mind." King said. After a few minutes, Domani asked, "You
wanna suck my dick, don't you?"
At first, King just froze. He didn't know what to say or do. So,
Domani pulled down his sweatpants and pulled his dick through his
boxers. When King saw Domani's thick dick, he licked his lips. "Go
ahead. You know you want it." Domani said. King flipped onto his
stomach and grabbed Domani's dick, "How big is it?" King asked.
"About nine inches." Domani said. "Stick it in your mouth." Seconds
later, King slid Domani's dick in his mouth!
As King sucked his dick, Domani reached over and gave King's a gentle
squeeze. Then he slid his hand underneath his sweats, caressing his
ass. "Let me see that ass, man." Domani said. King slid his pants and
underwear down to his ankles. "Damn, King!" Domani exclaimed. "You
got a real phat ass!" Domani gave King's left ass cheek a hard
squeeze. King happily sucked on Domani's dick. "You like when I grab
that ass, king?"
"Mm hm." King said as he continued to suck on Domani's big dick.
Domani groped and roughly manhandled King's ass cheeks, which really
turned him on. He could feel his dick getting harder. He stopped
sucking Domani's. "You good, bro?" Domani asked. "Can I get a
kiss?" King asked sheepishly. "Sure, bro." Domani said. He bent down
and kissed King's lips gently. King grinned from ear to ear. "You like
it when I kiss you, don't you?" King just continued to grin. Then he
went back to sucking his brother's dick.
Pretty soon, Domani's dick was rock hard. "I'm gonna fuck that ass of
yours." Domani said. King looked a little nervous. "It's been a
minute since I've been fucked." King admitted. "Don't worry, man."
Domani said. "I got you." He walked around to King's ass. SMACK!
King's head whipped around and looked at Domani. Domani shrugged his
shoulders. "It ain't my fault you got an ass that just begs to be
slapped!"
Domani bent down behind King and gently kissed his ass cheeks. "Mmmm."
King moaned. That feels real good, bro." Then Domani licked both ass
cheeks. "Oooh! Ahhhhh!" The things Domani was doing was really making
King hot. Domani wasn't done, though. He spread King's ass cheeks
apart and slid his tongue up King's hole. King was not prepared for
this. "JESUS!" That was such a loud outburst that the folks that were
there turned and looked in their direction. "King, I think we got us an
audience." Domani said. "Let's go on and give `em a real good show!"
Domani rammed his dick deep up King's hole. "Oooh fuck, man!" King
cried out. "Shut up, man!" Domani said as he slapped King's thick ass
cheeks hard. "My ass!" King moaned. He reached back and tried to rub
his ass cheeks with his left hand. Domani caught his hand and held it
there as he continued to dig his dick deep in that ass. "Mmmmm!"
As Domani was fucking his brother, one of his bodyguards, Lil C walked
over to them. "You fuckin' your brother like this?" Lil C asked.
"Out in public?" "Yea, man." Domani said. "He don't mind. Do you,
King?" He slapped King's ass. "No...I don't." King said, his eyes
rolling into the back of his head. "See, man." Domani said. Lil C
watched as Domani kept fucking his brother deeper and deeper. That shit
was really beginning to turn him on. A bulge began to form in Lil C
pants. Domani noticed the bulge in his bodyguard's pants. "You need
help with that, man?" He pointed to the bulge. "I'm sure King
wouldn't mind helping you out."
Lil C looked at Domani. Then he looked at King. "You sure he can
handle this?" Lil C asked grabbing his bulge. "Show it to him, see
what he says." Domani replied. So, Lil C walked over to King and pulled
down his sweatpants, revealing his ten inch black snake. "DAMN!" King
exclaimed loudly. "You think you can handle that dick, King?" King
just grinned from ear to ear and said, "I'm gonna try!"
Before that happened, Domani got King on his back with his legs in the
air. Lil C slid his monster dick down King's throat as Domani slid his
dick back up King's hole. "Mmmmm!" King moaned. "This is the
biggest dick I've had down mt throat in a long while." King thought.
"Too bad my bodyguards ain't got dicks this size." What King didn't
know was that his dad, T.I., had arranged for King did to get fucked down
by each male bodyguard. He find out then that size don't matter!
As Domani fucked King, he reached down and, roughly, pinched King's soft
nipples. King couldn't see what was happening but, he tried to protect
his nipples. "Help me out, C!" He said. Lil C grabbed King's arms
and held them away from his body. Now, Domani could do whatever he
wanted to his chest. What he wanted to do was caress them nipples. So,
he caressed King's nipples, which really turned King on. "You like
that, King?" Domani taunted. He even tormented King further by stroking
his dick as he piston fuck his hole. King began to squirm all over the
place. Lil C just smiled broadly.
King was losing his mind. Domani was fucking him good and deep and
playing with his nipples, which was one hell of a turn on. King was
about to lose his mind! "MMMMFFF!" King moaned. "Damn, King!" Lil C
said. "You got one hot mouth!" Lil C had slid most, if not all of his
dick down King's throat! Domani was even impressed. "That lil nigga
can really suck a dick!" Domani thought with a smile. Knowing that shit
really got Domani ready to blow!
"I'M GONNA BLOW!" Domani roared. "Me, too!" Lil C said excitedly.
They looked at each other. "You think he can handle loads from two
dicks?" "You make it sounds like he has a choice." Domani said.
"Either he handles this situation, or he's wearing cum!" Lil C pulled
his now hard dick out of King's mouth. "King, open wide." Domani
said. "We got something for you." "I know." King said. He got down
on his knees with his mouth wide open. Domani and Lil C stroked their
furiously. Seconds later, Domani and Lil C take turns filling King full
of cum. "Yea, man. Swallow all that cum, King!" Domani said. He
deliberately sprayed some of his cum in King's hair. Lil C chuckled
when he saw that. "Oops!" Lil C just shook his head. "King, I think
you'd better head to the showers, bro." Domani said. "You look a hot
mess!" Lil C burst out laughing as King ran to the showers in the gym.
Later that evening:
Domani was holding King in his arms. "Did you like how I fucked you
today?" Domani asked. "Yea, man." King said with a smile. "What was
your favorite part?" Domani asked. "Being fucked in public." King
said. "Oh, so that's how you get turned on?" Domani said. "What if I
brought you out onstage and fuck you while I do my raps. Would you like
that?" King just grinned. "I'll take that as a `yes'." Then
something happened that King wasn't expecting. "Hey, King, drop them
drawers for a second." Domani said. King dropped his drawers. Next
thing he knew, Domani was on his knees playing with King's dick.
Seconds later, King's dick was in Domani's mouth!
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/bumping-into-new-friends | Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2023 08:25:36 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: Bumping Into New Friends This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments can be emailed to: [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com ============================= This story is set in San Diego, July 2022 during Comic-Con. Joe Keery made his way through the crowd, a bounce of excitement in his step. He had missed coming to Comic-Con during the pandemic and was glad to be back...and this big bash that Netflix was throwing was icing on the cake. He looked around the room, seeing which big-name celebrities he could spot, still starstruck when he got the opportunity to meet them. "Stranger Things" had taken off like a rocket and he was still getting used to the ride. *Shit!" He cursed as he ran into a wall, not paying attention to where he was going, his drink spilling onto his shirt. Blinking, it took him a moment to realize that there shouldn't be a wall here...especially a flannel wall. A flannel wall with buttons...with chest hair peeking out...and a dimpled chin with stubble...and piercing blue eyes. "Oh shit - I am so sorry!" Using the napkin that was wrapped around his glass, Joe attempted to wipe dry the mess he'd made with the other guy's drink, the flannel shirt wet in spots. It took another moment to register that his napkin was wet from his own drink, so he wasn't accomplishing anything. "Man, I am really sorry, I wasn't watching and this napking is wet and your shirt is too and I'm really - " "It's fine." Joe realized that this was about the third time that the guy had said those words. A big hand gently grasped Joe's shoulder, giving it a friendly squeeze as the man smiled. "Really, it's fine." "I'm sorry though. I should have been watching where I was going, but..." Joe trailed off. "You were trying to see who all was here?" One blue eye winked, knowingly and with a hint of mischief, as if sharing a secret joke. "Yeah. How did you...guess?" "I did the same thing when I first got invited to stuff like this. It's crazy, isn't it?" "Yeah. Wow. Thanks for being so..." Joe fumbled, trying to find a word other than 'normal'. "Seriously, I'm sorry about your shirt." "Naw, don't worry about it." Henry Cavill brushed at the largest wet spot on his shirt, unfazed. "Pro tip..." He looked back up, catching eye contact with Joe. "...stick to gin and tonics at big events. Since it's clear, no harm no foul." Joe's eyebrows scrunched together, taking in the idea. "That's...a really good idea." Henry let out a laugh, amused at Joe's seeming to give the idea more contemplation than it probably needed. "That's why it's called a pro tip." Still laughing, he put his hand on Joe's back and turned towards the bar. "Refill?" "Yeah. And thanks for being cool about...this." He waved his hand at Henry's shirt. "Some guys can be real dicks sometimes." "Or divas." "Ha! Yeah. So..." Joe let out a breath, still pondering the 'pro tip'. "Would a vodka seven work too?" Henry laughed again, more deeply this time. The "Stranger Things" actor was growing on him quickly - something about the earnest and unassuming way he spoke and thought about things, not yet jaded by Hollywood. "I guess you could. But a proper English gentleman would say it's best to go with a solid gin and tonic. Besides, the Seven-Up would be sticky. Tonic isn't." He blinked as he finished the thought, thrown off for a moment as Joe sucked whiskey off of his own fingertip. The thoughts going through Cavill's mind right then were neither proper nor those of a gentleman. Reaching the bar, he grinned at the cute hunk of a bartender. The guy had a nice solid build to him, biceps bulging against the rolled-up sleeves of his shirt. Nice to look at but...Henry stole a glance over at Joe. Smaller guys were more his type. 'Speaking of which...I told Tom Holland that we would go camping, pitch another tent together,' he thought, his pants becoming a little tight as his crotch responded to the idea...and memories of a previous camping trip the pair had gone on. "One gin and tonic and..." He looked over at Joe again. "Make it two, please." Henry looked back to the bartender with a grin. "*Two* gin and tonics, please." "Coming right up." The bartender winked, flashing a big smile as he got to work on the drinks, his eyes darting back and forth between his work and the Superman actor. Henry kept the smile on his face in place, being polite. He'd grown used to people oggling over him...but Keery and his lack of bullshit were stoking Cavill's interest right now. Handing Joe his drink, the pair made small talk for a little bit. Henry found himself smiling more and more, finding the younger man's enthusiasm to be quite infectious. Joe wasn't trying to hit him up for a role, or angling to get Henry involved in some project he was working on...and was self-aware enough to ask *some* newbie questions while not focusing on just talking about acting. In fact, Henry was a little disappointed when Keery said his good-byes and headed off, not wanting to monopolize Cavill's time. Joe was certain that the actor had better things to do and more-important people to talk about...and was completely unaware how much Henry was enjoying their conversation, a wonderful respite from the rocky storm that could be dealing with the industry. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Sticking with the gin and tonics?" Joe looked over to find Henry standing next to him again. It'd been a half hour or so since they'd run into each other - literally, he thought, still feeling embarrassed by the encounter. "Yeah - actually, they're growing on me." He said the words in an English accent which...did not come out well, based on the way Cavill cringed in faux pain, setting off the pair into a fit of laughter. They picked up the conversation where they'd left off, Joe feeling more comfortable this time with Henry's drink securely in his glass instead of his shirt. "Coming through! Sorry!" They looked over to find a crew carrying a large object through the room, preparing for a convention event scheduled to take place the next day. A very large object that was moving quickly in their direction, causing the crowd to bunch in closer...and closer...and closer. Joe gulped as he found himself pressed up against Henry, chest to chest...thigh to thigh, the people nearby grumbling about the close proximity they were forced into by the sudden intrusion. Keery fought to keep his pulse steady, which wasn't helped by the fact that he had a very upclose view of the chest hairs peeking out of the top of Henry's shirt, the dimpled chin just an inch or so away, that big beefy body right up against his. He began trying to run math problems through his head but it was too late - his cock was hard within an instant. 'Fuck me, fuck me, nooooooo!!!' Joe was screaming inside his own mind, embarrassed and praying that Cavill couldn't feel his bulging crotch. Which...maybe he didn't. Henry had an expression of unbothered patience, waiting for the procession to finish passing by so that the crowd could space out again. "Sorry, almost done!" A voice rang out again as an even larger object came through, bringing about even more grumbling as the people in the hall had to squeeze in even tighter. Joe grunted as someone behind him stumbled, pushing him up against Henry...who quickly responded by bringing his hand around, moving by instinct, his flat palm pressing against the small of Joe's back, bracing him. The move had the effect of pinning their bodies even closer together. Joe closed his eyes, trying to clear his head...and then felt something throb against his hip. Something...large...and hard...and... 'Oh my god - is that Henry Cavill's DICK??!!' he thought, flabbergasted. He looked up, finding no sign of anything on the other man's face...and yet there it was again, definitely a hard lump throbbing against Joe's midsection. The moving crew finally finished, allowing the crowd to disperse. And yet, neither Henry nor Joe moved for a moment, Cavill's hand gently but firmly on Keery's lower back. "Pro tip..." Henry swallowed, the large Adam's apple bobbing just inches away from Joe's face. "Yeah?" "Deep breaths help when you're nervous." "I...huh? What makes you...why would I be nervous?" Joe stammered, giving away the pretense. "Dude." Henry's accent shifted for a moment, sounding more American than English. "Your pulse is racing." "It...it is?" The British lilt returned, in a rumble that was so sexy it caused Joe swallow again. "Yes. Positively so." The bulge was still pressed against Kerry and throbbed again, driving home his point in silence." Joe looked up to find those blue eyes looking into his own, a wonderful stormy blue color that he could just get lost in...and then Henry winked. ~ ~ ~ ~ 'Oh fuck!' Joe Keery's mind reeled at the mess he'd made...but this time he was grinning ear to ear. His tongue swirled around Henry Cavill's nipple, feeling the nub harden, suckling on it. Looking across the massive chest, Henry's fur was matted down against his skin, the result of Joe's tongue exploring every inch, again and again. As Keery teased his nips once more, Cavill's hips rose up, grinding against the smaller man's frame, his weighty cock pressing upward as he groaned with both pleasure and need. Joe ignored the rock hard appendage, venturing upward and to the right, running his mouth over the expansive bicep, continuing onward to the toned forearm, feeling the hairs there under his tongue. He moved back, meaning to attack Henry's chest again...and got distracted by the stud's musky scent. He moved, his tongue dragging along the hard muscles of Cavill's upper arm, entranced...and found himself where Henry's arm met his body. Looking up into those piercing blue eyes, he stuck his tongue out further and grazed it along the edge of Henry's armpit, hearing the other man groan again. It was all the motivation he needed as he pushed his face downward and began feasting on the meaty joint, hairs rasping against his tongue, his senses overwhelmed. His own cock was leaking like crazy, making a sticky puddle on Cavill's thigh. Joe moaned - he normally wasn't into armpits or body worship. But he was naked with Henry Fucking Cavill - Superman himself, with the body of a god. And Keery intended to show it the devotion that he felt that divine form deserved. Joe lost track of time, his eyes rolling back in his head as he continued licking and sucking, his nostrils flaring with heavy breath as he finally came up for air. Quickly crossing over Henry's broad chest, he dove back down, attacking the other pit, causing Cavill to moan louder and longer. The fervent bucking of the stud's hips brought Joe back to the present. Pulling back, he saw that the dense patch of hair was soaked with spit. He pressed his face into the middle of Henry's chest and sucked and licked his way down, across the muscled torso, until he felt something hard pushing against his jaw. Turning his face, he took in the sight of the Englishman's cock - over eight inches of thick meat, thicker near the uncut head, like a baseball bat made of flesh, pulsing in the air, a shiny drop of fluid appearing at the slit before descending down through the air, a silvery strand that connected the helmet-shaped head to Henry's hairy stomach for a moment - until Joe's tongue caught it, lapping at the meaty tip before sucking it into his mouth. It was his turn to groan as he felt Cavill's fingers curl into his long locks of hair, digging in tightly and using his grip to propel Keery's mouth up and down his pole, plunging all the way down the "Stranger Thing" actor's throat, a happy mewling sound rolling out of the slender throat as it was filled again and again with manmeat. He humped against the muscles of Henry's calves as he sucked on the man's third leg, slobbering on it, relishing the face fucking he was receiving. If he'd known this was how the night might end, he would have *thrown* his drink on Henry Cavill on purpose. The giant paw entangled in his hair pulled Joe's face up and off of the big dick, pushing his face down to the huge furry balls. Obediently, he ran his tongue across the orbs, licking and sucking on them. Cavill spread his legs, giving Joe better access to his nuts, tilting his hips so that the other man could work them over properly. His eyes went wide as Cavill rolled over, shifting back into position, his legs spread...two gorgeous beef cakes were right before Keery, the globes massive and covered in fur. He stared for a moment, his jaw hanging down, a little bit of drool escaping from his lower lip. Blinking, he woke himself out of the stud-induced daze and shoved himself forward, burying his face between the muscled cheeks, eating out Cavill with a vengeance. He went at it hard, breathing hard, both men groaning and growling. The more he feasted on Henry's hole, the more the giant "Witcher" hunk spread his legs until he was laying splayed out on the bed, whimpering at Joe's oral assault. Henry tilted his hips upward - again, to give Joe access...but this time it wasn't Keery's tongue that he was craving. He rolled his lower body, silently expressing his desires. Well, not so silently - the stud was moaning loudly. Seeing that his new friend wasn't getting the hint, Cavill went for the less-subtle route. "Fuck me." Joe paused, his tongue pressed flat against the tight ring, surprised. Henry Cavill hadn't struck him as the hungry bottom type of guy...and yet here he was, pushing his ass against Joe's face, begging for it. "Oh gods, fuck me, please!" Joe rose up, wiping his lower face clean of spit with the back of his hand, one side of his mouth pulling up with a devilish grin. He crawled forward, his knees nudging Henry's massive thighs further apart. Taking hold of the base of his cock, he tapped his length against Cavill's cleft, the hard meat slapping against Henry's opening. "You want *this*?" His grin grew as Henry pushed back, rutting against Joe's dick. "Fuck - you do. Where's the lube?" "Bugger that. Just spit on it and shove it in." "Fuuuuuuck..." Joe's eyebrows rose up in awe. The word 'hungry' didn't begin to describe how bad Cavill wanted it. Pursing his lips, he pushed out saliva, watching it fall through the air, pooling against Cavill's knot. He did it again and again, sliding his manhood through the furry crevice, slicking up both Henry's crack and his own meat. When he felt that there was enough spit and precum...and with the way that Henry was pushing back in earnest, he angled his rod against the hole and pushed forward. "FuuuuuUUUUUUCKKKKK!!!!!" Both men gasped - Henry at the feeling of rough intrusion...and Joe at the intense heat and tightness gripping his pole. "God DAMN." His hazel eyes rolled back in his head as his hips moved forward on their own, Cavill's greedy ass sucking in his meat, the glutes massaging his shaft as it plunged inside. Before he knew it, his balls were pressed up against Henry's rear, both men panting. "Jesus FUCK! You're...oh fuuuuuuuck!!!!!!" Keery groaned as Cavill rolled his hips, fucking himself on the seven inches of hard dick, rutting like a bitch in heat. His tunnel was gripping Joe like a vise, feeling like it was so tight that his rear might not ever let go of the cock stuffed inside. Not that Joe would complain if he were stuck in this position forever. Raising a hand on impulse, he smacked the big ass, causing Henry to slow down. Taking hold of the large hips, he began pummeling in and out. His palms slid upward, across the broad back, until he was in a push-up position above Henry, driving his hips up and down, pounding the ravenous hole. "God daaaaaaaAAAAAAMN!" Joe was panting heavily, soon drenched in sweat as he worked his body as hard as he could, trying to satiate the beefy stud beneath him. Henry kept moaning and whimpering, begging for more, for faster, for harder. Keery felt as if the most intense workout of his life wouldn't hold a candle to how hard he was going at it right now. "FuuuUUUUCKK MEEEeeeeeee!" Cavill dug his hands into the mattress and pushed back, rearing his hips up, almost knocking Joe over. He worked his own hips, working back and forth, meeting Keery's thrusts. The sound of wet skin on skin slapping together echoed through the room, the smell of Henry's sweat and musk filling Joe's nostrils, causing him to drill harder. "I'm...fuck...I'm...getting...close..." The words came out between gasps of air as he tried to cling to the hunk below. This wasn't sex - it was a fucking rodeo of hormones and lust. Cavill crawled out from underneath Joe. Keery moaned as the tight anal ring slid along his shaft one more time before releasing his dick for the first time in what felt like forever. "Right here." Kneeling on the floor next to the bed, Henry patted his chest, the hair slicked down to his flesh with sweat. Joe moaned, his cock ready to burst at any moment, as he slid off of the bed and stood with his legs spread. Holding onto the top of Henry's head to steady himself, he began flogging his dick, turned on by Cavill's murmured tones from below. "That's it, give me that cum. Shower me in it." "FuuuuuUUUUUCKKKKKKIINNNNGGGG HELLLLLLLLLL!!!!" Joe cried out as his cock exploded, sending a volley of cum out that slammed right on target, where Cavill's neck met his chest. Keery's body clenched as he fired another shot, which went wild, streaking across Henry's face. Changing his grip, the muscles of Joe's body contracted as his balls steadily let out one streak of jizz after another, painting Henry Cavill's torso from shoulder to shoulder and down his chest. The splatters succumbed to gravity, small rivulets beginning to slowly run down the massive chest which heaved as Cavill was both turned on and sought to catch his breath. When the last shot was fired, Henry moved forward, taking Joe's length in his mouth, sucking hard to get the last drops out of it. When there was nothing left to take, he let the half-hard member fall from his lips. Spent, Joe sank to his knees, pressing his face against Henry's neck as he let out a great satisfied sigh. Forgetting the shot that went astray, he found his nose and mouth covered in his own fluids where they had landed on the thick stubbled neck.He didn't get long to relax. "Oh shit!" Keery hollered in surprise as Henry quickly stood up. He easily lifted Joe's smaller frame in his large arms, pulling the younger man up with him as Henry rose up to his feet. Joe's legs wrapped around Henry's hips out of instinct, trying not to fall. Looking up from the floor, he found Cavill smirking. "My turn." Still holding Joe up against his torso in the air with little effort, Cavill swiped his paw across his own chest, slathering his palm with Keery's cum. Reaching down, he smeared it up and down his cock, which was pressing up against Joe's exposed rear end. Lubed up, it easily penetrated inside, the thick member stretching Joe's hole as he sank down its length. His descent was aided by Cavill's grip on his shoulder, pulling down on Joe's body until his ass cheeks were flush against the bigger man's thighs. "Fuuuuuck me..." He meant it more as an exclamation of surprise than a command. "Like I said..." Henry winked, that same look of mischief that had led them from the Comic-Con event to his hotel room. "...my turn." Joe moaned as he sucked on Henry's tongue, the large pink piece of flesh diving in and out of his mouth. Pulling off, he moaned as he sucked in the other man's lower lip and then went back and forth, devouring his mouth the same way that Henry's cock was ravaging Joe's hole. "Remember...the...pro...tip?" Joe let out a long groan as over eight inches of cock rammed back into his ass. "Gin and tonic?" Henry let out a large laugh - his quaking chest caused Joe's body to bounce even more. "No - deep breaths." Picking Joe up by the waist, Henry slammed the smaller man's hips back down, impaling the "Stranger Things" stud. Joe let out a howl of pleasure and pain, his anal ring stretching out. Cavill continued bouncing Joe up and down, pounding the slim tight ass. Joe's legs jerked in the air behind Henry's back, his hands clasping the the broad shoulders, clinging on. The sweat covering their bodies made it easy for Henry's cock to glide in and out of Joe's ass...but it made it difficult for the younger man to keep his grip. Letting out a growl of lust and determination, Joe clambered to bring his feet in, bringing them to rest on Henry's hips. Smirking, he curled his toes, latching on as he pushed up, flexing the slim toned muscles of his legs. The effort moved him up in the air. Shifting his hands, he got a better hold of Cavill's shoulders as he lifted up once more, relaxing his legs and dropping back down. "Someone knows a trick or two." Henry grinned, his cock twitching happily inside Joe's hole. "Or three." Biting his lower lip, Joe twisted his hips as he pushed himself up and down, impaling himself on the thick baseball-bat of a dick. Henry watched, impressed, as the other man happily fucked himself with abandon on the piece of British meat, both of them moaning louder and louder. Several minutes later, Joe winced as his calf muscles began to cramp up. Sensing it, Henry wrapped the American in a big bear hug, pulling him close against his big hairy chest...and pinning him in place as Cavill thrust up into his rear. "You've...got...two...choices..." "Fuck me - what...fuuuuuuck...what are they?" "Pinned to the wall...mmmm..." Henry paused, grinding his hips, causing them both to growl again. "...or back on the bed." Joe panted - in his mind, he could see them together, up against the wall, Cavill's ass muscles clenching as he slammed his hips in and out, Joe's own legs bouncing in the air. But it was getting harder and harder to keep hold of the big stud, their bodies drenched with sweat. "The...bed...fuuuuck meeeEEEEEE AHH!" He laughed as he was tossed onto the bed, rebounding off of the mattress, rising a couple of inches into the air before coming back down. Henry took hold of Joe's ankles, lifting them up and separating them, making a large V shape. His dick moved like a guided missile, easily finding Joe's entrance and sliding back inside, both of them sighing with pleasure. Keery arched his back, reveling in the way that Cavill thrusted in and out, grinding his hips to somehow open up Joe's hole even further, drilling deep inside. Big strong hands caressed his legs as they were held apart, toes curling in the air. "I can't...I'm fucking...oh god...ohhh OHHHHH DAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMN!" Joe's eyes rolled back in his head again as his nuts throbbed, spilling his seed all over his stomach, waves of pleasure cascading through his body. Fuck, he wasn't even touching his dick. He hadn't ever...fuuuuuuck. He chewed on his lower lip, trying not to black out from the intensity of his orgasm. "Shit - you...got...even...tighter...not...going...to...where?" "Huh?" "Fucking hell man, I'm about to blow - where do you want it? In your ass?" Henry's lip curled up in a combination of lust and grimace, trying to hold back. "Are you fucking kidding me? I want to taste every damn dro - AHH!" Joe reached down, feeling as if his hole was a gaping crevice, left empty as Cavill pulled out and clambered onto the bed, kneeling next to Joe's head. Joe moaned - his vision was filled with a huge cock. Beyond that, big fucking muscles tensing as Henry ('fuck me, Superman is fucking me', were the words ringing through his mind) Cavill stroked himself over the edge. As Cavill came, he rammed his cock into Joe's mouth, the head pressed firmly against the inside of Joe's cheek. Keery could feel it throb *hard* as the first shot came out, hitting the wall of his mouth and spreading out, quickly coating his tongue, mouth, and throat as he closed his lips and swallowed greedily. He couldn't keep up. Those big balls held an equally big load of cum, which quickly filled up Joe's mouth. White jizz flowed out from between his lips, despite his trying to latch them firmly around the pulsing shaft, streams of man juice coarsing down his cheeks. "Mmmmpphhhmmmm." "It's okay. Fuuuuuck." Henry caressed Joe's hair, moaning as the other man's mouth worked around his cock. When he was finally finished shooting, he slowly pulled out, a loud *pop* sound as Joe's lips fought to hold on. Gripping his half-hard meat, he swiped it along Joe's cheek, cleaning it of cum...and then shoving himself back into the hungry mouth. He repeated the move again and again, until Keery's face was mostly clean, a big happy cum load deposited into his stomach. Licking his lips, Joe let out a big smack and a sigh, his body finally relaxing and going limp against the bed. Cavill crashed down beside him, the bed quaking under his weight. "That was...amazing." Cavill lazily trailed a finger through Joe's chest hair, caressing his torso. "Fuck. I think that was the best sex I've ever had!" Joe rolled over onto his side, eyes wide. "Seriously. Like, EVER!" "Wait until tomorrow." Henry closed his eyes, grinning. "What's tomorrow?" The only response Joe got was a happy rumbling sound as Cavill reveled in post-orgasmic bliss. He prodded Cavill's chest. "What's going on tomorrow?" "Tomorrow..." Henry opened his eyes, twinkling as he envisioned the morning. "...tomorrow, we'll be refreshed from a solid night's sleep." He turned Joe over, cuddling up behind the smaller man, spooning him. "Instead of coming off the heels of a big exciting party." "And?" "And..." Thick fingers curled into Joe's chest hair tenderly. "And we'll have more energy. If you thought tonight was good..." Henry rocked his hips against Joe's rear. "...wait until tomorrow morning. Oh - you didn't drive here, did you?" "Yeah, I live in L.A. It's actually a great drive - really scenic, you should..." A finger pressed up to Joe's lips, shushing him politely. "Extend your hotel by one night." "Really? Why?" "Because..." Henry pushed his crotch up against Joe's backside once more. "...I don't think you'll be walking very well tomorrow. Or sitting properly." "Ohhhhh." The day's events caught up with Joe and he quickly succumbed to sleep, a big smile on his face. ~ ~ A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER ~ ~ Joe looked down at his phone, checking his notifications. One eyebrow rose up, curious, as he noticed a familiar name. Tapping the screen with growing excitement, his messages app came up. {Henry C] How're things? Cocking his head, Joe responded. [Joe] Good, you? A photo appeared. It was Henry Cavill, shirtless in a gym, covered in sweat after a workout. [Henry C] Doing great. Going to be in Los Angeles next week. Want to meet up? [Joe] Yeah, that'd be awesome! He got back a grinning emoji. [Joe] You're planning on showering first, right? [Henry C] Yeah, the gym has a shower. Proper Englishman and everything. Unless... A devil emoji appeared. [Henry C] Your preference. Joe bit his lower lip, sitting down before the growing lump in his pants became obvious. He imagined licking at Henry's bare furry chest, sweaty from a workout. Fuck, he wasn't even into this kind of stuff but he wanted to taste Cavill so bad...cum, sweat, hair, skin, muscle, pits...all of him. He took a deep breath, willing his cock to calm...but looking down, he saw a wet spot appearing in his jeans. [Joe] You have a gym you go to in LA? [Henry C] Yeah, why? Joe started typing...then deleted the message and started over...and then deleted it and started over again. He was overthinking and he knew it. Grunting, he fired away at the keyboard and hit the send button before he could second-guess himself again. [Joe] Good - workout. Had to my place after. Skip the shower. He didn't have to wait long before getting a response. It was the winking emoji. And Joe groaned as he creamed his pants. In public. Praying no one noticed...and not really caring, his mind focused on just one thing. ~ THE END ~ ============================= This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the story, have feedback or want to share ideas, would love to hear from you. [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 3 Jul 2023 08:25:36 -0500
From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: Bumping Into New Friends
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This story is set in San Diego, July 2022 during Comic-Con.
Joe Keery made his way through the crowd, a bounce of excitement in his
step. He had missed coming to Comic-Con during the pandemic and was glad to
be back...and this big bash that Netflix was throwing was icing on the
cake. He looked around the room, seeing which big-name celebrities he could
spot, still starstruck when he got the opportunity to meet them. "Stranger
Things" had taken off like a rocket and he was still getting used to the
ride.
*Shit!" He cursed as he ran into a wall, not paying attention to where he
was going, his drink spilling onto his shirt. Blinking, it took him a
moment to realize that there shouldn't be a wall here...especially a
flannel wall. A flannel wall with buttons...with chest hair peeking
out...and a dimpled chin with stubble...and piercing blue eyes.
"Oh shit - I am so sorry!" Using the napkin that was wrapped around his
glass, Joe attempted to wipe dry the mess he'd made with the other guy's
drink, the flannel shirt wet in spots. It took another moment to register
that his napkin was wet from his own drink, so he wasn't accomplishing
anything. "Man, I am really sorry, I wasn't watching and this napking is
wet and your shirt is too and I'm really - "
"It's fine." Joe realized that this was about the third time that the guy
had said those words. A big hand gently grasped Joe's shoulder, giving it a
friendly squeeze as the man smiled. "Really, it's fine."
"I'm sorry though. I should have been watching where I was going, but..."
Joe trailed off.
"You were trying to see who all was here?" One blue eye winked, knowingly
and with a hint of mischief, as if sharing a secret joke.
"Yeah. How did you...guess?"
"I did the same thing when I first got invited to stuff like this. It's
crazy, isn't it?"
"Yeah. Wow. Thanks for being so..." Joe fumbled, trying to find a word
other than 'normal'. "Seriously, I'm sorry about your shirt."
"Naw, don't worry about it." Henry Cavill brushed at the largest wet spot
on his shirt, unfazed. "Pro tip..." He looked back up, catching eye contact
with Joe. "...stick to gin and tonics at big events. Since it's clear, no
harm no foul."
Joe's eyebrows scrunched together, taking in the idea. "That's...a really
good idea."
Henry let out a laugh, amused at Joe's seeming to give the idea more
contemplation than it probably needed. "That's why it's called a pro tip."
Still laughing, he put his hand on Joe's back and turned towards the
bar. "Refill?"
"Yeah. And thanks for being cool about...this." He waved his hand at
Henry's shirt. "Some guys can be real dicks sometimes."
"Or divas."
"Ha! Yeah. So..." Joe let out a breath, still pondering the 'pro
tip'. "Would a vodka seven work too?"
Henry laughed again, more deeply this time. The "Stranger Things" actor was
growing on him quickly - something about the earnest and unassuming way he
spoke and thought about things, not yet jaded by Hollywood. "I guess you
could. But a proper English gentleman would say it's best to go with a
solid gin and tonic. Besides, the Seven-Up would be sticky. Tonic isn't."
He blinked as he finished the thought, thrown off for a moment as Joe
sucked whiskey off of his own fingertip. The thoughts going through
Cavill's mind right then were neither proper nor those of a gentleman.
Reaching the bar, he grinned at the cute hunk of a bartender. The guy had a
nice solid build to him, biceps bulging against the rolled-up sleeves of
his shirt. Nice to look at but...Henry stole a glance over at Joe. Smaller
guys were more his type. 'Speaking of which...I told Tom Holland that we
would go camping, pitch another tent together,' he thought, his pants
becoming a little tight as his crotch responded to the idea...and memories
of a previous camping trip the pair had gone on.
"One gin and tonic and..." He looked over at Joe again.
"Make it two, please."
Henry looked back to the bartender with a grin. "*Two* gin and tonics,
please."
"Coming right up." The bartender winked, flashing a big smile as he got to
work on the drinks, his eyes darting back and forth between his work and
the Superman actor. Henry kept the smile on his face in place, being
polite. He'd grown used to people oggling over him...but Keery and his lack
of bullshit were stoking Cavill's interest right now.
Handing Joe his drink, the pair made small talk for a little bit. Henry
found himself smiling more and more, finding the younger man's enthusiasm
to be quite infectious. Joe wasn't trying to hit him up for a role, or
angling to get Henry involved in some project he was working on...and was
self-aware enough to ask *some* newbie questions while not focusing on just
talking about acting. In fact, Henry was a little disappointed when Keery
said his good-byes and headed off, not wanting to monopolize Cavill's
time. Joe was certain that the actor had better things to do and
more-important people to talk about...and was completely unaware how much
Henry was enjoying their conversation, a wonderful respite from the rocky
storm that could be dealing with the industry.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Sticking with the gin and tonics?"
Joe looked over to find Henry standing next to him again. It'd been a half
hour or so since they'd run into each other - literally, he thought, still
feeling embarrassed by the encounter.
"Yeah - actually, they're growing on me." He said the words in an English
accent which...did not come out well, based on the way Cavill cringed in
faux pain, setting off the pair into a fit of laughter. They picked up the
conversation where they'd left off, Joe feeling more comfortable this time
with Henry's drink securely in his glass instead of his shirt.
"Coming through! Sorry!"
They looked over to find a crew carrying a large object through the room,
preparing for a convention event scheduled to take place the next day. A
very large object that was moving quickly in their direction, causing the
crowd to bunch in closer...and closer...and closer.
Joe gulped as he found himself pressed up against Henry, chest to
chest...thigh to thigh, the people nearby grumbling about the close
proximity they were forced into by the sudden intrusion. Keery fought to
keep his pulse steady, which wasn't helped by the fact that he had a very
upclose view of the chest hairs peeking out of the top of Henry's shirt,
the dimpled chin just an inch or so away, that big beefy body right up
against his. He began trying to run math problems through his head but it
was too late - his cock was hard within an instant.
'Fuck me, fuck me, nooooooo!!!' Joe was screaming inside his own mind,
embarrassed and praying that Cavill couldn't feel his bulging
crotch. Which...maybe he didn't. Henry had an expression of unbothered
patience, waiting for the procession to finish passing by so that the crowd
could space out again.
"Sorry, almost done!" A voice rang out again as an even larger object came
through, bringing about even more grumbling as the people in the hall had
to squeeze in even tighter. Joe grunted as someone behind him stumbled,
pushing him up against Henry...who quickly responded by bringing his hand
around, moving by instinct, his flat palm pressing against the small of
Joe's back, bracing him.
The move had the effect of pinning their bodies even closer together.
Joe closed his eyes, trying to clear his head...and then felt something
throb against his hip. Something...large...and hard...and... 'Oh my god -
is that Henry Cavill's DICK??!!' he thought, flabbergasted. He looked up,
finding no sign of anything on the other man's face...and yet there it was
again, definitely a hard lump throbbing against Joe's midsection.
The moving crew finally finished, allowing the crowd to disperse. And yet,
neither Henry nor Joe moved for a moment, Cavill's hand gently but firmly
on Keery's lower back.
"Pro tip..." Henry swallowed, the large Adam's apple bobbing just inches
away from Joe's face.
"Yeah?"
"Deep breaths help when you're nervous."
"I...huh? What makes you...why would I be nervous?" Joe stammered, giving
away the pretense.
"Dude." Henry's accent shifted for a moment, sounding more American than
English. "Your pulse is racing."
"It...it is?"
The British lilt returned, in a rumble that was so sexy it caused Joe
swallow again. "Yes. Positively so." The bulge was still pressed against
Kerry and throbbed again, driving home his point in silence." Joe looked up
to find those blue eyes looking into his own, a wonderful stormy blue color
that he could just get lost in...and then Henry winked.
~ ~ ~ ~
'Oh fuck!' Joe Keery's mind reeled at the mess he'd made...but this time he
was grinning ear to ear. His tongue swirled around Henry Cavill's nipple,
feeling the nub harden, suckling on it. Looking across the massive chest,
Henry's fur was matted down against his skin, the result of Joe's tongue
exploring every inch, again and again. As Keery teased his nips once more,
Cavill's hips rose up, grinding against the smaller man's frame, his
weighty cock pressing upward as he groaned with both pleasure and need.
Joe ignored the rock hard appendage, venturing upward and to the right,
running his mouth over the expansive bicep, continuing onward to the toned
forearm, feeling the hairs there under his tongue. He moved back, meaning
to attack Henry's chest again...and got distracted by the stud's musky
scent. He moved, his tongue dragging along the hard muscles of Cavill's
upper arm, entranced...and found himself where Henry's arm met his
body. Looking up into those piercing blue eyes, he stuck his tongue out
further and grazed it along the edge of Henry's armpit, hearing the other
man groan again. It was all the motivation he needed as he pushed his face
downward and began feasting on the meaty joint, hairs rasping against his
tongue, his senses overwhelmed. His own cock was leaking like crazy, making
a sticky puddle on Cavill's thigh.
Joe moaned - he normally wasn't into armpits or body worship. But he was
naked with Henry Fucking Cavill - Superman himself, with the body of a
god. And Keery intended to show it the devotion that he felt that divine
form deserved.
Joe lost track of time, his eyes rolling back in his head as he continued
licking and sucking, his nostrils flaring with heavy breath as he finally
came up for air. Quickly crossing over Henry's broad chest, he dove back
down, attacking the other pit, causing Cavill to moan louder and longer.
The fervent bucking of the stud's hips brought Joe back to the
present. Pulling back, he saw that the dense patch of hair was soaked with
spit. He pressed his face into the middle of Henry's chest and sucked and
licked his way down, across the muscled torso, until he felt something hard
pushing against his jaw. Turning his face, he took in the sight of the
Englishman's cock - over eight inches of thick meat, thicker near the uncut
head, like a baseball bat made of flesh, pulsing in the air, a shiny drop
of fluid appearing at the slit before descending down through the air, a
silvery strand that connected the helmet-shaped head to Henry's hairy
stomach for a moment - until Joe's tongue caught it, lapping at the meaty
tip before sucking it into his mouth.
It was his turn to groan as he felt Cavill's fingers curl into his long
locks of hair, digging in tightly and using his grip to propel Keery's
mouth up and down his pole, plunging all the way down the "Stranger Thing"
actor's throat, a happy mewling sound rolling out of the slender throat as
it was filled again and again with manmeat. He humped against the muscles
of Henry's calves as he sucked on the man's third leg, slobbering on it,
relishing the face fucking he was receiving. If he'd known this was how the
night might end, he would have *thrown* his drink on Henry Cavill on
purpose.
The giant paw entangled in his hair pulled Joe's face up and off of the big
dick, pushing his face down to the huge furry balls. Obediently, he ran his
tongue across the orbs, licking and sucking on them. Cavill spread his
legs, giving Joe better access to his nuts, tilting his hips so that the
other man could work them over properly.
His eyes went wide as Cavill rolled over, shifting back into position, his
legs spread...two gorgeous beef cakes were right before Keery, the globes
massive and covered in fur. He stared for a moment, his jaw hanging down, a
little bit of drool escaping from his lower lip. Blinking, he woke himself
out of the stud-induced daze and shoved himself forward, burying his face
between the muscled cheeks, eating out Cavill with a vengeance.
He went at it hard, breathing hard, both men groaning and growling. The
more he feasted on Henry's hole, the more the giant "Witcher" hunk spread
his legs until he was laying splayed out on the bed, whimpering at Joe's
oral assault.
Henry tilted his hips upward - again, to give Joe access...but this time it
wasn't Keery's tongue that he was craving. He rolled his lower body,
silently expressing his desires. Well, not so silently - the stud was
moaning loudly. Seeing that his new friend wasn't getting the hint, Cavill
went for the less-subtle route.
"Fuck me."
Joe paused, his tongue pressed flat against the tight ring,
surprised. Henry Cavill hadn't struck him as the hungry bottom type of
guy...and yet here he was, pushing his ass against Joe's face, begging for
it.
"Oh gods, fuck me, please!"
Joe rose up, wiping his lower face clean of spit with the back of his hand,
one side of his mouth pulling up with a devilish grin. He crawled forward,
his knees nudging Henry's massive thighs further apart. Taking hold of the
base of his cock, he tapped his length against Cavill's cleft, the hard
meat slapping against Henry's opening.
"You want *this*?" His grin grew as Henry pushed back, rutting against
Joe's dick. "Fuck - you do. Where's the lube?"
"Bugger that. Just spit on it and shove it in."
"Fuuuuuuck..." Joe's eyebrows rose up in awe. The word 'hungry' didn't
begin to describe how bad Cavill wanted it. Pursing his lips, he pushed out
saliva, watching it fall through the air, pooling against Cavill's knot. He
did it again and again, sliding his manhood through the furry crevice,
slicking up both Henry's crack and his own meat. When he felt that there
was enough spit and precum...and with the way that Henry was pushing back
in earnest, he angled his rod against the hole and pushed forward.
"FuuuuuUUUUUUCKKKKK!!!!!" Both men gasped - Henry at the feeling of rough
intrusion...and Joe at the intense heat and tightness gripping his pole.
"God DAMN." His hazel eyes rolled back in his head as his hips moved
forward on their own, Cavill's greedy ass sucking in his meat, the glutes
massaging his shaft as it plunged inside. Before he knew it, his balls were
pressed up against Henry's rear, both men panting.
"Jesus FUCK! You're...oh fuuuuuuuck!!!!!!"
Keery groaned as Cavill rolled his hips, fucking himself on the seven
inches of hard dick, rutting like a bitch in heat. His tunnel was gripping
Joe like a vise, feeling like it was so tight that his rear might not ever
let go of the cock stuffed inside. Not that Joe would complain if he were
stuck in this position forever.
Raising a hand on impulse, he smacked the big ass, causing Henry to slow
down. Taking hold of the large hips, he began pummeling in and out. His
palms slid upward, across the broad back, until he was in a push-up
position above Henry, driving his hips up and down, pounding the ravenous
hole.
"God daaaaaaaAAAAAAMN!" Joe was panting heavily, soon drenched in sweat as
he worked his body as hard as he could, trying to satiate the beefy stud
beneath him. Henry kept moaning and whimpering, begging for more, for
faster, for harder. Keery felt as if the most intense workout of his life
wouldn't hold a candle to how hard he was going at it right now.
"FuuuUUUUCKK MEEEeeeeeee!" Cavill dug his hands into the mattress and
pushed back, rearing his hips up, almost knocking Joe over. He worked his
own hips, working back and forth, meeting Keery's thrusts. The sound of wet
skin on skin slapping together echoed through the room, the smell of
Henry's sweat and musk filling Joe's nostrils, causing him to drill harder.
"I'm...fuck...I'm...getting...close..." The words came out between gasps of
air as he tried to cling to the hunk below. This wasn't sex - it was a
fucking rodeo of hormones and lust.
Cavill crawled out from underneath Joe. Keery moaned as the tight anal ring
slid along his shaft one more time before releasing his dick for the first
time in what felt like forever.
"Right here." Kneeling on the floor next to the bed, Henry patted his
chest, the hair slicked down to his flesh with sweat. Joe moaned, his cock
ready to burst at any moment, as he slid off of the bed and stood with his
legs spread. Holding onto the top of Henry's head to steady himself, he
began flogging his dick, turned on by Cavill's murmured tones from
below. "That's it, give me that cum. Shower me in it."
"FuuuuuUUUUUCKKKKKKIINNNNGGGG HELLLLLLLLLL!!!!" Joe cried out as his cock
exploded, sending a volley of cum out that slammed right on target, where
Cavill's neck met his chest. Keery's body clenched as he fired another
shot, which went wild, streaking across Henry's face. Changing his grip,
the muscles of Joe's body contracted as his balls steadily let out one
streak of jizz after another, painting Henry Cavill's torso from shoulder
to shoulder and down his chest. The splatters succumbed to gravity, small
rivulets beginning to slowly run down the massive chest which heaved as
Cavill was both turned on and sought to catch his breath.
When the last shot was fired, Henry moved forward, taking Joe's length in
his mouth, sucking hard to get the last drops out of it. When there was
nothing left to take, he let the half-hard member fall from his lips.
Spent, Joe sank to his knees, pressing his face against Henry's neck as he
let out a great satisfied sigh. Forgetting the shot that went astray, he
found his nose and mouth covered in his own fluids where they had landed on
the thick stubbled neck.He didn't get long to relax.
"Oh shit!" Keery hollered in surprise as Henry quickly stood up. He easily
lifted Joe's smaller frame in his large arms, pulling the younger man up
with him as Henry rose up to his feet.
Joe's legs wrapped around Henry's hips out of instinct, trying not to
fall. Looking up from the floor, he found Cavill smirking.
"My turn." Still holding Joe up against his torso in the air with little
effort, Cavill swiped his paw across his own chest, slathering his palm
with Keery's cum. Reaching down, he smeared it up and down his cock, which
was pressing up against Joe's exposed rear end. Lubed up, it easily
penetrated inside, the thick member stretching Joe's hole as he sank down
its length. His descent was aided by Cavill's grip on his shoulder, pulling
down on Joe's body until his ass cheeks were flush against the bigger man's
thighs.
"Fuuuuuck me..." He meant it more as an exclamation of surprise than a
command.
"Like I said..." Henry winked, that same look of mischief that had led them
from the Comic-Con event to his hotel room. "...my turn."
Joe moaned as he sucked on Henry's tongue, the large pink piece of flesh
diving in and out of his mouth. Pulling off, he moaned as he sucked in the
other man's lower lip and then went back and forth, devouring his mouth the
same way that Henry's cock was ravaging Joe's hole.
"Remember...the...pro...tip?"
Joe let out a long groan as over eight inches of cock rammed back into his
ass. "Gin and tonic?"
Henry let out a large laugh - his quaking chest caused Joe's body to bounce
even more. "No - deep breaths." Picking Joe up by the waist, Henry slammed
the smaller man's hips back down, impaling the "Stranger Things" stud. Joe
let out a howl of pleasure and pain, his anal ring stretching out.
Cavill continued bouncing Joe up and down, pounding the slim tight
ass. Joe's legs jerked in the air behind Henry's back, his hands clasping
the the broad shoulders, clinging on. The sweat covering their bodies made
it easy for Henry's cock to glide in and out of Joe's ass...but it made it
difficult for the younger man to keep his grip.
Letting out a growl of lust and determination, Joe clambered to bring his
feet in, bringing them to rest on Henry's hips. Smirking, he curled his
toes, latching on as he pushed up, flexing the slim toned muscles of his
legs. The effort moved him up in the air. Shifting his hands, he got a
better hold of Cavill's shoulders as he lifted up once more, relaxing his
legs and dropping back down.
"Someone knows a trick or two." Henry grinned, his cock twitching happily
inside Joe's hole.
"Or three." Biting his lower lip, Joe twisted his hips as he pushed himself
up and down, impaling himself on the thick baseball-bat of a dick. Henry
watched, impressed, as the other man happily fucked himself with abandon on
the piece of British meat, both of them moaning louder and louder.
Several minutes later, Joe winced as his calf muscles began to cramp
up. Sensing it, Henry wrapped the American in a big bear hug, pulling him
close against his big hairy chest...and pinning him in place as Cavill
thrust up into his rear.
"You've...got...two...choices..."
"Fuck me - what...fuuuuuuck...what are they?"
"Pinned to the wall...mmmm..." Henry paused, grinding his hips, causing
them both to growl again. "...or back on the bed."
Joe panted - in his mind, he could see them together, up against the wall,
Cavill's ass muscles clenching as he slammed his hips in and out, Joe's own
legs bouncing in the air.
But it was getting harder and harder to keep hold of the big stud, their
bodies drenched with sweat.
"The...bed...fuuuuck meeeEEEEEE AHH!" He laughed as he was tossed onto the
bed, rebounding off of the mattress, rising a couple of inches into the air
before coming back down.
Henry took hold of Joe's ankles, lifting them up and separating them,
making a large V shape. His dick moved like a guided missile, easily
finding Joe's entrance and sliding back inside, both of them sighing with
pleasure.
Keery arched his back, reveling in the way that Cavill thrusted in and out,
grinding his hips to somehow open up Joe's hole even further, drilling deep
inside. Big strong hands caressed his legs as they were held apart, toes
curling in the air.
"I can't...I'm fucking...oh god...ohhh OHHHHH DAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMN!"
Joe's eyes rolled back in his head again as his nuts throbbed, spilling his
seed all over his stomach, waves of pleasure cascading through his
body. Fuck, he wasn't even touching his dick. He hadn't
ever...fuuuuuuck. He chewed on his lower lip, trying not to black out from
the intensity of his orgasm.
"Shit - you...got...even...tighter...not...going...to...where?"
"Huh?"
"Fucking hell man, I'm about to blow - where do you want it? In your ass?"
Henry's lip curled up in a combination of lust and grimace, trying to hold
back.
"Are you fucking kidding me? I want to taste every damn dro - AHH!"
Joe reached down, feeling as if his hole was a gaping crevice, left empty
as Cavill pulled out and clambered onto the bed, kneeling next to Joe's
head.
Joe moaned - his vision was filled with a huge cock. Beyond that, big
fucking muscles tensing as Henry ('fuck me, Superman is fucking me', were
the words ringing through his mind) Cavill stroked himself over the edge.
As Cavill came, he rammed his cock into Joe's mouth, the head pressed
firmly against the inside of Joe's cheek. Keery could feel it throb *hard*
as the first shot came out, hitting the wall of his mouth and spreading
out, quickly coating his tongue, mouth, and throat as he closed his lips
and swallowed greedily.
He couldn't keep up. Those big balls held an equally big load of cum, which
quickly filled up Joe's mouth. White jizz flowed out from between his lips,
despite his trying to latch them firmly around the pulsing shaft, streams
of man juice coarsing down his cheeks.
"Mmmmpphhhmmmm."
"It's okay. Fuuuuuck." Henry caressed Joe's hair, moaning as the other
man's mouth worked around his cock. When he was finally finished shooting,
he slowly pulled out, a loud *pop* sound as Joe's lips fought to hold
on. Gripping his half-hard meat, he swiped it along Joe's cheek, cleaning
it of cum...and then shoving himself back into the hungry mouth. He
repeated the move again and again, until Keery's face was mostly clean, a
big happy cum load deposited into his stomach.
Licking his lips, Joe let out a big smack and a sigh, his body finally
relaxing and going limp against the bed.
Cavill crashed down beside him, the bed quaking under his weight.
"That was...amazing." Cavill lazily trailed a finger through Joe's chest
hair, caressing his torso.
"Fuck. I think that was the best sex I've ever had!" Joe rolled over onto
his side, eyes wide. "Seriously. Like, EVER!"
"Wait until tomorrow." Henry closed his eyes, grinning.
"What's tomorrow?" The only response Joe got was a happy rumbling sound as
Cavill reveled in post-orgasmic bliss. He prodded Cavill's chest. "What's
going on tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow..." Henry opened his eyes, twinkling as he envisioned the
morning. "...tomorrow, we'll be refreshed from a solid night's sleep." He
turned Joe over, cuddling up behind the smaller man, spooning him. "Instead
of coming off the heels of a big exciting party."
"And?"
"And..." Thick fingers curled into Joe's chest hair tenderly. "And we'll
have more energy. If you thought tonight was good..." Henry rocked his hips
against Joe's rear. "...wait until tomorrow morning. Oh - you didn't drive
here, did you?"
"Yeah, I live in L.A. It's actually a great drive - really scenic, you
should..." A finger pressed up to Joe's lips, shushing him politely.
"Extend your hotel by one night."
"Really? Why?"
"Because..." Henry pushed his crotch up against Joe's backside once
more. "...I don't think you'll be walking very well tomorrow. Or sitting
properly."
"Ohhhhh." The day's events caught up with Joe and he quickly succumbed to
sleep, a big smile on his face.
~ ~ A COUPLE OF MONTHS LATER ~ ~
Joe looked down at his phone, checking his notifications. One eyebrow rose
up, curious, as he noticed a familiar name. Tapping the screen with growing
excitement, his messages app came up.
{Henry C] How're things?
Cocking his head, Joe responded.
[Joe] Good, you?
A photo appeared. It was Henry Cavill, shirtless in a gym, covered in sweat
after a workout.
[Henry C] Doing great. Going to be in Los Angeles next week. Want to meet
up?
[Joe] Yeah, that'd be awesome!
He got back a grinning emoji.
[Joe] You're planning on showering first, right?
[Henry C] Yeah, the gym has a shower. Proper Englishman and
everything. Unless...
A devil emoji appeared.
[Henry C] Your preference.
Joe bit his lower lip, sitting down before the growing lump in his pants
became obvious. He imagined licking at Henry's bare furry chest, sweaty
from a workout. Fuck, he wasn't even into this kind of stuff but he wanted
to taste Cavill so bad...cum, sweat, hair, skin, muscle, pits...all of
him. He took a deep breath, willing his cock to calm...but looking down, he
saw a wet spot appearing in his jeans.
[Joe] You have a gym you go to in LA?
[Henry C] Yeah, why?
Joe started typing...then deleted the message and started over...and then
deleted it and started over again. He was overthinking and he knew
it. Grunting, he fired away at the keyboard and hit the send button before
he could second-guess himself again.
[Joe] Good - workout. Had to my place after. Skip the shower.
He didn't have to wait long before getting a response.
It was the winking emoji.
And Joe groaned as he creamed his pants. In public. Praying no one
noticed...and not really caring, his mind focused on just one thing.
~ THE END ~
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/replaced-by-the-son | Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2023 21:25:04 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Replaced By The Son This is a fanfiction story with the characters John "Finn" Finnigan (Tanner Novlan) and Deacon Sharpe (Sean Kanan). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL ********************************* "Deacon, are you there?" Finn asks while walking into a quiet Il Giardino. Finn looks around. It's dark and quiet. The quietness is loud that his ears start ringing. No customers there. He looks on his phone, reading Deacon's message. He reads that Deacon wants to meet up with him here. Suddenly, Finn is grabbed from behind by Deacon. "I was hoping you would come." Deacon whispered in Finn's ear. "Deacon, what do you want?" Finn asked, confused from the way Deacon feels him up. Deacon stands close behind Finn and starts to really rub Finn up at the front. "Hey man! Stop that!" Finn says. "You feel even better than I thought you would." Deacon replies. Finn keeps struggling while Deacon gets his hand underneath Finn's shirt, feeling those abs up. "What a hot body you have. So ripped!" Deacon says. "Why are you doing this?" Finn asks. "First I had fun with your mother secretly, but now she got arrested it's hard to find someone." Deacon explains. "What, you and my mom?" Finn is shocked, but still tries to struggle free. "Yeah, Sheila and I had our fun, but now that she is in prison, I have been lonely." Deacon admitted. Deacon suddenly lets Finn go. Finn steps away from Deacon, turning towards the man. "You and Sheila?" "Yeah, we had our fun and now I want fun with you." Deacon confessed. Finn is shocked by the revelation of Sheila and Deacon, who had sex. His body tensed up now that Deacon wants to have sex with him. "Let's play a game." Deacon says. "What kind of game?" Finn asked. His eyebrow furrowed. "It's like Simon says. But for you, it will be, Daddy says." Deacon explains. Finn is surprised. "No way, man!" "Come on, stud. Show me how good you can be at this game." Deacon teases. Finn stands frozen. His heart was beating faster as usual. "Daddy says, remove your shirt!" Finn looks at Deacon, who licks his lips. "Do it!" Deacon demanded. He grabbed the collar of Finn's shirt and threatened Finn by nearly punching him. Out of safety, Finn starts to undo his shirt in front of Deacon. Deacon smiles, looking at Finn unbuttoning his shirt slowly. Finn removes his shirt and Deacon gets a full look on Finn's ripped upper body. Deacon tries to control himself to grab Finn to rip those clothes further off. "Daddy says remove the pants!" Deacon orders. Finn hesitates for a moment. "Come on. Do it now!" Deacon instructs. Finn drops his pants in front of Deacon. Deacon licks his lips at the delectable sight. Finn feels awkward standing only in his underwear in front of Deacon. "Daddy says, put your hands in there and start stroking!" Finn is in shock. "What?! No way, man." Deacon grips on Finn's crotch,slightly hurting the younger man. "Do it or I will!" Deacon demanded before letting go. Finn puts his hand slowly inside his underwear and grabs hold of his dick. He slowly starts to stroke it. "Come on, that can go faster!" Deacon says firmly. Finn starts to fully stroke his dick, firm and fast stroking it. Deacon smiles, enjoying the show Finn is giving. He starts to strip himself down while Finn strokes himself. "Keep stroking and look at me as I strip down." Deacon says. Finn stares at Deacon, looking at how the muscle dad strips down. Deacon gets to his underwear and starts to rub his bulge that shows through his underwear. Finn can't believe he's doing this all and stares at that big bulge Deacon is sporting. He can see that large dick through it. "Drop that underwear, stud!" Deacon commands. Finn stops stroking his hard dick that tents in his underwear. He slowly pulls his underwear down and when it gets free, it slaps up against his abs. "That's a pretty large dick boy. Now we know why Steffy is always so over you." Deacon jokes. Finn feels ashamed standing in front of an older muscle man fully naked and hard. Deacon drops his underwear as well and shows his hard on to the stud. "Daddy says, get over here and drop to your knees." Deacon commands. "I want you to suck it." He adds. Finn stays frozen. "Now boy!" Finn listens to the commands of the muscle daddy and automatically moves over to Deacon. Deacon and Finn look into each other's eyes. A strange, somehow exciting feeling runs through Finn's body. Deacon reaches his hand out and places it on Finn's shoulder. "Get down, boy!" He says and pushes the younger stud down to his knees in front of his dick. Deacon's dick twitches of excitement for the sucking he's about to get from the handsome young stud. "Open up!" Finn opens his mouth and Deacon moves his dick towards Finn's mouth. Deacon feels the warm and slick feeling of Finn's tongue. He gets very excited and pushes his dick even further till it's deep inside Finn. Finn gags as drool inevitably crawls down his chin. Deacon grabs hold of Finn's head. "I'll teach you to take this daddy dick. Just like your mother enjoyed it." Deacon teases. Finn feels that big dick of Deacon hitting that back of his throat. The sounds of whimpering and choking pleases Deacon. "Take that dick boy! Daddy likes that." Deacon says while hanging his head back and feels his dick skull fucking Finn. Deacon gets so into it he almost cums but he stops just in time. Finn coughs and catches his breath. "Now daddy wants to fuck that ass of yours!" Deacon announces. Finn looks up. Scared of what is about to happen. Impatiently, Deacon lifts Finn up. "Bend over that table so I can fuck you." Finn gets placed in position by Deacon and Finn gives a hard slap at Finn's ass. "Can't wait to fuck that ass and feel how tight it will be around my cock." "Deacon please..." Finn feels his ass cheeks being separated by Deacon and how his hole gets spit at. Shivers run over Finn's back. Deacon then spits at his dick and rubs it against Finn's hole. Finn feels that big shaft rubbing against his virgin-only exit hole. Nervously, he awaits for what is to come. Deacon prepares his dick at Finn's hole. "Try to relax boy. Here it comes." Just when Finn heard Deacon saying that, he felt that big head of Deacon's dick pressing against his hole and entering, followed by that lengthy daddy tool stretching his sphincter and filling his hole up. Finn's knees shake while feeling that entire dick coming all the way inside. Deacon feels how tight that ass of Finn is. "Damn that's hot, boy. You're fucking tight." Finn feels Deacon is completely inside him and he catches his breath until he feels around a minute how Deacon starts to fuck him. Each thrust gets faster and faster until Deacon is fucking him with a rhythm. Finn moans loudly, feeling that big daddy dick fucking away at his ass. Deacon loves the feeling of that tight ass around his dick. His muscles are flexing as sweat drips down while fucking that young virgin ass. Finn finally feels the pain ebbing away and can only feel pleasure. Pleasure how that dick hits something he never felt before. His prostate is getting tingled by that dick. Never would Finn have thought he would love something like this. Deacon feels how Finn's ass is starting to get adjusted to his fucking. He hears Finn moan and looks between Finn's legs how solid hard Finn's dick is pointing forward. Deacon surprises Finn by grabbing his dick. "I guess you love it as much as your mom." Finn was taken off guard. His dick being grabbed and how Deacon points out he loves it. To his surprise he suddenly cums by that single stroke. "Oh fuck man!" Finn suddenly says. "Damn you really needed that, didn't you?" Deacon grins and continues to fuck Finn, feeling he won't last long either. "Let's count down!" Deacon suddenly says. Finn looks over his shoulder, his eyebrow lifted wondering what Deacon means. "Ten." Deacon starts. "Nine." "Eight." Deacon starts to pound Finn's ass faster. More moans escape Finn's mouth. "Seven." "Six." Deacon says this time with a more out of breath voice. "Five." "Four" Deacon pounds away on Finn's ass. Both men are all sweaty. "Three." "Two." "Get ready for it!" Deacon announces." "Give it to me!" Finn begged. "One." "FUCK YEAH!!" Deacon shouts and cums inside Finn. Finn feels a warm fulfilling feeling inside him. Deacon hangs over Finn's back. Moaning loudly from cumming so hard inside Finn. After a little while Deacon's dick softens and plops out of Finn's ass. "That was amazing and we should definitely do that again!" Deacon says. Finn turns towards Deacon. He's quiet. "Come on. I felt how much you enjoyed it as well." Deacon declares. "Yeah, but what about Steffy?" Finn starts. "Hey, no worries. No one has to know about this. It can stay our little secret." Deacon says and gives Finn a little kiss on the lips. Deacon and Finn look at each other and Finn smiles in agreement. "Now let's get dressed and go home." Deacon suggests. Both men get dressed and leave the restaurant. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2023 21:25:04 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Replaced By The Son
This is a fanfiction story with the characters John "Finn" Finnigan (Tanner
Novlan) and Deacon Sharpe (Sean Kanan).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL
*********************************
"Deacon, are you there?" Finn asks while walking into a quiet Il Giardino.
Finn looks around. It's dark and quiet. The quietness is loud that his ears
start ringing. No customers there. He looks on his phone, reading Deacon's
message. He reads that Deacon wants to meet up with him here.
Suddenly, Finn is grabbed from behind by Deacon.
"I was hoping you would come." Deacon whispered in Finn's ear.
"Deacon, what do you want?" Finn asked, confused from the way Deacon feels
him up.
Deacon stands close behind Finn and starts to really rub Finn up at the
front.
"Hey man! Stop that!" Finn says.
"You feel even better than I thought you would." Deacon replies.
Finn keeps struggling while Deacon gets his hand underneath Finn's shirt,
feeling those abs up.
"What a hot body you have. So ripped!" Deacon says.
"Why are you doing this?" Finn asks.
"First I had fun with your mother secretly, but now she got arrested it's
hard to find someone." Deacon explains.
"What, you and my mom?" Finn is shocked, but still tries to struggle free.
"Yeah, Sheila and I had our fun, but now that she is in prison, I have been
lonely." Deacon admitted.
Deacon suddenly lets Finn go.
Finn steps away from Deacon, turning towards the man. "You and Sheila?"
"Yeah, we had our fun and now I want fun with you." Deacon confessed.
Finn is shocked by the revelation of Sheila and Deacon, who had sex. His
body tensed up now that Deacon wants to have sex with him.
"Let's play a game." Deacon says.
"What kind of game?" Finn asked. His eyebrow furrowed.
"It's like Simon says. But for you, it will be, Daddy says." Deacon
explains.
Finn is surprised. "No way, man!"
"Come on, stud. Show me how good you can be at this game." Deacon teases.
Finn stands frozen. His heart was beating faster as usual.
"Daddy says, remove your shirt!"
Finn looks at Deacon, who licks his lips.
"Do it!" Deacon demanded. He grabbed the collar of Finn's shirt and
threatened Finn by nearly punching him.
Out of safety, Finn starts to undo his shirt in front of Deacon.
Deacon smiles, looking at Finn unbuttoning his shirt slowly.
Finn removes his shirt and Deacon gets a full look on Finn's ripped upper
body.
Deacon tries to control himself to grab Finn to rip those clothes further
off.
"Daddy says remove the pants!" Deacon orders.
Finn hesitates for a moment.
"Come on. Do it now!" Deacon instructs.
Finn drops his pants in front of Deacon. Deacon licks his lips at the
delectable sight. Finn feels awkward standing only in his underwear in
front of Deacon.
"Daddy says, put your hands in there and start stroking!"
Finn is in shock. "What?! No way, man."
Deacon grips on Finn's crotch,slightly hurting the younger man. "Do it or I
will!" Deacon demanded before letting go.
Finn puts his hand slowly inside his underwear and grabs hold of his
dick. He slowly starts to stroke it.
"Come on, that can go faster!" Deacon says firmly.
Finn starts to fully stroke his dick, firm and fast stroking it.
Deacon smiles, enjoying the show Finn is giving. He starts to strip himself
down while Finn strokes himself.
"Keep stroking and look at me as I strip down." Deacon says.
Finn stares at Deacon, looking at how the muscle dad strips down.
Deacon gets to his underwear and starts to rub his bulge that shows through
his underwear.
Finn can't believe he's doing this all and stares at that big bulge Deacon
is sporting. He can see that large dick through it.
"Drop that underwear, stud!" Deacon commands.
Finn stops stroking his hard dick that tents in his underwear.
He slowly pulls his underwear down and when it gets free, it slaps up
against his abs.
"That's a pretty large dick boy. Now we know why Steffy is always so over
you." Deacon jokes.
Finn feels ashamed standing in front of an older muscle man fully naked and
hard.
Deacon drops his underwear as well and shows his hard on to the stud.
"Daddy says, get over here and drop to your knees." Deacon commands. "I
want you to suck it." He adds.
Finn stays frozen.
"Now boy!"
Finn listens to the commands of the muscle daddy and automatically moves
over to Deacon.
Deacon and Finn look into each other's eyes.
A strange, somehow exciting feeling runs through Finn's body.
Deacon reaches his hand out and places it on Finn's shoulder. "Get down,
boy!" He says and pushes the younger stud down to his knees in front of his
dick.
Deacon's dick twitches of excitement for the sucking he's about to get from
the handsome young stud.
"Open up!"
Finn opens his mouth and Deacon moves his dick towards Finn's mouth. Deacon
feels the warm and slick feeling of Finn's tongue. He gets very excited and
pushes his dick even further till it's deep inside Finn. Finn gags as drool
inevitably crawls down his chin. Deacon grabs hold of Finn's head. "I'll
teach you to take this daddy dick. Just like your mother enjoyed it."
Deacon teases.
Finn feels that big dick of Deacon hitting that back of his throat.
The sounds of whimpering and choking pleases Deacon.
"Take that dick boy! Daddy likes that." Deacon says while hanging his head
back and feels his dick skull fucking Finn. Deacon gets so into it he
almost cums but he stops just in time. Finn coughs and catches his breath.
"Now daddy wants to fuck that ass of yours!" Deacon announces.
Finn looks up. Scared of what is about to happen. Impatiently, Deacon lifts
Finn up. "Bend over that table so I can fuck you."
Finn gets placed in position by Deacon and Finn gives a hard slap at Finn's
ass.
"Can't wait to fuck that ass and feel how tight it will be around my cock."
"Deacon please..." Finn feels his ass cheeks being separated by Deacon and
how his hole gets spit at. Shivers run over Finn's back.
Deacon then spits at his dick and rubs it against Finn's hole. Finn feels
that big shaft rubbing against his virgin-only exit hole. Nervously, he
awaits for what is to come. Deacon prepares his dick at Finn's hole. "Try
to relax boy. Here it comes."
Just when Finn heard Deacon saying that, he felt that big head of Deacon's
dick pressing against his hole and entering, followed by that lengthy daddy
tool stretching his sphincter and filling his hole up. Finn's knees shake
while feeling that entire dick coming all the way inside. Deacon feels how
tight that ass of Finn is. "Damn that's hot, boy. You're fucking tight."
Finn feels Deacon is completely inside him and he catches his breath until
he feels around a minute how Deacon starts to fuck him. Each thrust gets
faster and faster until Deacon is fucking him with a rhythm. Finn moans
loudly, feeling that big daddy dick fucking away at his ass. Deacon loves
the feeling of that tight ass around his dick. His muscles are flexing as
sweat drips down while fucking that young virgin ass. Finn finally feels
the pain ebbing away and can only feel pleasure. Pleasure how that dick
hits something he never felt before. His prostate is getting tingled by
that dick. Never would Finn have thought he would love something like
this. Deacon feels how Finn's ass is starting to get adjusted to his
fucking. He hears Finn moan and looks between Finn's legs how solid hard
Finn's dick is pointing forward. Deacon surprises Finn by grabbing his
dick. "I guess you love it as much as your mom."
Finn was taken off guard. His dick being grabbed and how Deacon points out
he loves it. To his surprise he suddenly cums by that single stroke.
"Oh fuck man!" Finn suddenly says.
"Damn you really needed that, didn't you?" Deacon grins and continues to
fuck Finn, feeling he won't last long either.
"Let's count down!" Deacon suddenly says.
Finn looks over his shoulder, his eyebrow lifted wondering what Deacon
means.
"Ten." Deacon starts.
"Nine."
"Eight." Deacon starts to pound Finn's ass faster. More moans escape Finn's
mouth.
"Seven."
"Six." Deacon says this time with a more out of breath voice.
"Five."
"Four" Deacon pounds away on Finn's ass. Both men are all sweaty.
"Three."
"Two."
"Get ready for it!" Deacon announces."
"Give it to me!" Finn begged.
"One."
"FUCK YEAH!!" Deacon shouts and cums inside Finn.
Finn feels a warm fulfilling feeling inside him. Deacon hangs over Finn's
back. Moaning loudly from cumming so hard inside Finn. After a little while
Deacon's dick softens and plops out of Finn's ass.
"That was amazing and we should definitely do that again!" Deacon says.
Finn turns towards Deacon. He's quiet.
"Come on. I felt how much you enjoyed it as well." Deacon declares.
"Yeah, but what about Steffy?" Finn starts.
"Hey, no worries. No one has to know about this. It can stay our little
secret." Deacon says and gives Finn a little kiss on the lips.
Deacon and Finn look at each other and Finn smiles in agreement.
"Now let's get dressed and go home." Deacon suggests.
Both men get dressed and leave the restaurant.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/thats-what-i-want | Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2023 14:40:49 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: That's What I Want This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted elsewhere in any way without the permission of the author. The Nifty Archive is a great website and is made possible by donations from its readers. If you would like to help support the site, you can do so at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Comments and feedback can be emailed to: [email protected] Instagram @redcheshire Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com -------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's Note: This story takes place in February 2022, in Los Angeles, California. Notes: the masked boy toys, in order of appearance, are: Simu Liu (sucking Timberlake) Nick Jonas (riding Timberlake) Richard Madden (fucked by Manganiello near the bar) Tom Holland (riding Trevor Noah) Lucien Laviscount (sucked by Manganiello) Tyler Hoechlin (sucking Timberlake) Oscar Isaac (sucking Manganiello) ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "Hell yeahhhhh..." The words rolled out of Justin Timberlake's throat, his blue-grey eyes half-closed as he leaned back on the couch. Breathing deeply, he took in the sounds of music and merriment surrounding him - a beat pumping out of speakers, laughter-filled conversations, glasses clinking...with an undertone of wet sloppy sounds. Opening his eyes, he looked down to watch as a mouth slid up and down his cock. The mouth curled up in a smile, lips stretched around his meat pole, dark brown eyes sparkling with amusement behind a red domino mask. Justin reached out, stroking the wavy black locks of the stud's hair, fingers trailing up the red and black horns rising up from the other man's scalp. The beep of a timer signaled the end of their mini-tryst. Pulling off and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, the guy stood up, his muscles flexing under lightly tanned skin. The movement caused the large "T" drawn on his chest with body paint to flex...and so did the black and red wings drawn across his shoulder blades. Looking back over his shoulder, the sexual man-turned-party-favor winked. "Enjoy the rest of the party, hot stuff." "Oh, I will. Thanks!" Justin slapped the guy on the butt, watching it move under the red trunks - the only clothing the guy was wearing, unless you counted the black leather harness wrapping over the well-toned shoulders and across his back. Grinning lecherously, Timberlake tucked his hard cock back into his pants and picked up his drink. "I love these parties." Joe Manganiello spoke up, resuming the conversation they'd been having before Timberlake used on of his tickets to "buy" a blowjob. The pair clinked glasses, winking. "Hell yeah. I look forward to the years that I get an invite." "And we mourn the years that we don't get an invite. Just gotta work harder the next year." The two men scanned the room, taking in the wonderful debauchery filling it from wall to wall. Every February the Hemsworth Brothers threw a party, inviting the actors, musicians, athletes, and other celebrities who had performed well in their field the previous year. Chris and Liam hand-picked a dozen guys to work the party. Decked in a minuscule costume for that year's theme and masks to hide their identity, the "boy toys" sucked, fucked, and rode the guests, satisfying their desires. Letters drawn on their chests indicated if the party favor guy was a top, bottom, or vers. The two main rules were that guests had to check in their phones and devices at the door...and they could only play with the boy toys, not each other. Chris had told Joe about the first time they ever threw the party and how the resulting orgy got way too out of control, so they'd settled on that idea starting the next year. "I just wish we got more than six tickets, you know?" Justin took a drink while looking around the room, watching as a hunk with huge muscles and dark brown skin walked by, making his mouth water. "Yeah. But then the party would last like two or three days." "I'm okay with that!" "Ha!" The pair roared with laughter, their blood pumping with hormones and booze. **I got this feeling, inside my bones...** "Aww, fuck." Justin looked over, his head bouncing to the beat, to find Joe rolling his eyes. "Sorry. I think I've heard this song like a million times." "Kids?" "Niece." "Sorry." "No you're not!" Joe grinned, knocking back his drink. "You're right. Love the royalty checks from this shit." Justin leaned back, dodging a pretend punch that came his way. "Hey stud. Looking for a good time?" They looked up to find a scantily-clad cutie standing in front of them, his eyes darting down from Justin's face to the singer's lap. "Not any more. I think I just found it." Timberlake handed over a ticket and patted his thighs. "Come sit on papa's lap." The boy toy tapped a timer on his wrist and turned, allowing Justin to pull down the back of his gold-colored underwear. Eagerly sitting on his guest's lap, the eager bottom reached down and unzipped Timberlake's pants and pulled out his trouser snake. Already lubed up, he lifted his hips and sank back down, impaling himself on the hard rod. Justin took hold of the white harness and pulled the other man back, bringing their mouths together, kissing as they worked their hips against one another. Joe watched, analyzing the smaller man's face. "You know, I always play a game of trying to figure out who might be under the mask." "Me too. But the whole hidden identity thing makes it hot." "Yeah. Just curious, is all." "To be honest, I don't care who it is, as long as they give good head or have a tight hole, like this one here." Justin patted the bottom's chest, pushing up with his hips. The narrow eyebrows, wavy mound of hair, something about those lips... Joe snapped his fingers and grinned a little as a lightbulb went off. A few minutes later, the timer on the boy toy's wrist sounded out, bringing his ride to an end. With a final kiss, he pulled himself up and off of Timberlake's lap, tucking the nice-sized dick back into the guest's pants and zipping them up. The mystery figure broke the kiss as he pulled up the back of his trunks...and turned his attention to Joe, one eyebrow raised. Reaching up, Joe pulled the young man down, growling a little whisper into his ear. "Hey, Nick." He felt the smaller hunk's body stiffen slightly. "Maybe. Maybe not. You know we can't reveal our identity. Hemsworth Rules." Those sexy lips curled up in a shy smile. "Well that's too bad. Channing Tatum's in town, was going to see if my friend Nick wanted to meet up. Oh well." He shrugged nonchalantly. "Uhh..." The party favor swallowed, eyebrows knitting as he visibly struggled with the dilemma of the bait that Manganiello had laid out for him. The Magic Mike actor reached around and squeezed the perky butt. "Would be great to spend more than six minutes with this. A LOT more than six minutes." "I...fuck." "So much for your mystery identity." Joe laughed as the young Jonas brother's face and body language completely gave away his secret. "Just have to know what buttons to push." His finger pressed in towards Nick's hole. "Call me." "Tomorrow or the next day. Not sure if you'll need to rest after all this." Nick's eyebrows scrunched together, this time from laughter. "Tomorrow's fine." "That's my sexy little horndog. I'll let Channing know." Shaking his head and laughing, Nick rose back up to a standing position, almost skipping away as his mind swam with visions of Joe and Tatum and...mmmmm. "Did you figure out who he was?" "Naw. Sometimes you win the game, but usually not. I'll get us another round." Winking, Joe stood up, his pants visibly bulging as they struggled to hold in his manhood. He returned and settled down next to Justin again, waving at his friend Trevor Noah who was sitting just several feet away. "When are you going to use your tickets?" Joe looked down in his hand, revealing that he was down to just two left. "You sly dog." "Pounded one over near the bar. That one." He poined at a hunk with a B scrawled on his chest, chiseled jaw covered in a stubbled beard, piercing blue eyes visible under the silver mask, a gold halo hovering over his wavy brown hair. "Trevor, how are ya, buddy?" "I'm good, can't you tell?" The Daily Show host laughed as he patted the hip of a guy riding his lap. It only took Joe a moment to figure out this one - the puffy cheeks surrounding those lips, tussled brown hair, that chest which made the internet swoon. 'Of course Holland's here, the little cum-catching web-slinger,' he thought, smirking into his drink. "Nice piece of ass?" "Oh hell yeah. He's great!" Trevor smiled from ear to ear as the twunk ground down on his meat pole. "If I knew who he was, I'd probably take him home." Joe bit down on his lower lip, fighting back the temptation to spill the beans. A moment later, Trevor groaned, his thighs quaking as he pumped a load into Tom's rear. The devil-dressed-as-an-angel rose up, making out with the comedian until the six minutes were up. "There we go." Joe lifted his hand, waving at one of the party workers. This one was wearing pink trunks and a blue harness, a purple laurel wreath resting on his head, his cocoa-colored face covered by a mask that swirled with pinks, blues, and purples. Lips parted into a big beaming smile, stretching the stud's beard. Joe handed over his ticket and tucked down the front of the pink underwear, swallowing the hefty dick, savoring the taste of the other man's precum. Justin watched, slightly confused. Most of the party guests opted to get sucked, or to fuck or be fucked. It was less common that they chose to suck off one of the boy toys. Although, as he watched as someone slobbered on the ten-inch pipe of another vers party favor, he could understand the temptation. Joe appeared to be taking his time, enjoying the boy toy's meat. Those sexy lips dropped into an o-shape, groaning as his ass clenched, shooting jizz down Manganiello's throat. Licking his lips, he tucked the piece of meat back into the pink trunks, pulling the costumed cutie down for a kiss. "Down to our last tickets." "Choose wisely." They grinned as they clinked their glasses, looking around the room. Justin found his target first, waving over someone who looked like he might be the brother of the guy Joe had railed earlier: chiseled jaw, high cheekbones, short stubble beard. The only difference was that this guy was more muscular and had green eyes instead of blue; he also sported the black and red devil costume of a top rather than the white and silver/gold outfit of a bottom. Moments later, Timberlake surrendered his last ticket and watched as those pouty lips surrounded his dick. Just a minute later, Joe had waved over one of the men - this one was similarly decked out in the devil outfit, complementing his salt-and-pepper hair. Olive skin, five o'clock shadow, and thick fingers. Justin's mouth watered as he watched the man sink to his knees and pull out Joe's cock...and Justin's blue-grey eyes went wide. He knew Joe was a big tall strapping dude but the length of his piece still took Justin by surprise, his eyes tracing the thick veins that made their way up the girthy shaft. He watched, his own cock seeming to throb even harder, as the party favor opened his mouth wide and swallowed Joe's rod, slurping on it at a fast noisy pace, spit hanging down from his chin as the boy toy energetically worked the large bone. Joe looked up to find Timberlake's gaze riveted to his crotch, the other man watching as his big cock disappeared over and over again between the party favor's lips. Licking his lips, Justin's pulse was visible as the vein running up his neck throbbed, his fingers curling up in the hair of the stud sucking on his own dick. With a loud groan, Justin began to fire away, his balls finding their release as he continued staring at Manganiello's meat. Enjoying the sight of Timberlake's obvious lust and the feeling of the tight throat wrapped around his pole, it wasn't long before Joe was spilling his seed as well, each drop greedily swallowed down by the devil resting between his legs. The two costumed men rose up and smiled, waving as they made their way elsewhere in the house. "That was...damn, these parties are amazing." "Hell yeah they are." Joe paused for a moment before he spoke again. "Want to head to an after party?" "There's an after party?" Justin's eyebrow rose, curious and intrigued. "Uh huh." "Like this one?" "I mean, it's smaller. And there aren't dudes in costumes. But it's a good time." He winked, grinning into his glass as he took a long drink. "Hell yeah. Where at?" "I'll text you the address. Ready to go, or want to stay here a little longer." "I mean...this is fun. But I'm out of tickets. And you're out of tickets. So..." Justin held his palms up, shrugging with a smile. "Follow me." Joe rose up, setting his drink down and heading for the front door of the house. ~ ~ ~ ~ "So, thought you said there was an afterparty?" Justin Timberlake followed Joe Manganiello inside the "True Blood" actor's home, looking around, silently addressing the lack of music or guests. "There is an afterparty." "Really? 'Cause I don't see anything here." Joe stepped forward, closing the distance between them, his voice lowering. "I *am* the afterparty." "Well..." Justin reached out and traced his finger down Manganiello's chest, feeling the broad muscle underneath the form-fitting shirt. "...looks like the party is banging." Joe reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, peeling it off of his body and tossing it to the floor. "And now?" Justin swallowed, taking in the very fit form of the stud just inches away. He quickly regained his cocky attitude, one half of his mouth pulling up in a grin. "Looks like the party is very very - " His words were cut off as Joe leaned forward, their lips meeting as his tongue pushed into Timberlake's mouth. Justin reached up reflexively, one hand gripping a giant bicep, the other laying flat against the other man's chest. A hand raked down Justin's torso, ripping the buttons from the front of his shirt before casually stripping the fabric away. The same hand reached down and caressed his bulge, teasing him through his pants. Joe's other hand took hold of Justin's and brought it to rest on his own crotch, the hefty member throbbing through the taller hunk's jeans. His fingers curled up and down, scratching at the hard pole, resisting the urge to brazenly paw at it, struggling to keep his cool. He had every intention of putting this stud on his back and drilling Joe's guts - his desire for this huge fuck-stick was only getting in the way of that goal. Joe's hand brought Justin's fingers up to the top of his jeans...and Timberlake's hand went back down to grope the other man's cock. Joe repeated the motion...and then again. On the third pass, Justin growled lightly, deciding to go ahead and undo the zipper. 'Hell, gotta get him out of these things if I'm gonna fuck him,' mentally shrugging as his thumb and finger worked the button and then pulled down the zipper, the sound seeming to echo loudly in the empty living room. A hand rested on Justin's shoulder and applied pressure - light but determined. Despite wanting to maintain the upperhand, Timberlake found himself awash in the musk of Joe's manly scent, his nostrils flaring as he took in a deep breath to take in even more. Fuck, he could *smell* the other man's precum and the remnants of his fucking from the party. Licking his lips, Timberlake found himself on his knees, eight and a half thick inches right in his face...and then right down his throat. What started as a casual blowjob, meant to work Joe up so that Justin could have his way, turned into something else. Timberlake found himself bobbing up and down, just like the boy toy at the party had, eagerly slurping the thick cock, wanting more, needing more. A hand rested on the back of his head, guiding him up and down, slowing him down when his sucking started ramping up to a hyper speed. Regaining his senses, Justin pulled off, staring longingly at the large piece of man meat as he wiped his chin and stood up. "My turn." "As you wish." Grinning, Joe picked Justin up and tossed him over his shoulder. Reaching the couch, Joe tossed Justin down, quickly undoing his pants and removing them, throwing them over against a wall. His boxer-briefs followed, leaving him nude on the stud's couch, his cock sticking up in the air, ready for action. He didn't have to wait long - Joe was down on his knees, spreading Justin's thighs as he inhaled the singer's dick, bobbing up and down on it as he stared into Justin's eyes. His thick fingers dug into into the meat of Justin's thighs, slowly pulling them further apart...and up...as his tongue began going back and forth between the singer's dick and his balls...and then his dick and the space between his legs, hearing that high-pitched voice turn into a squeal when his tongue ran across his hole. He could feel the other man's legs flex as he began ravishing the tight knot of flesh, the moans turning into whines, until he felt Justin's hips begin to thrust forward, eager to get more of Joe's tongue at his rear entrance. Grinning, Joe came up for air. "Want a beer?" "Huh?" Justin blinked, his chest rising and falling as he panted for breath. "A beer." "Uh, sure?" Timberlake felt his legs lower to the couch as Joe released his grip and watched as the tall muscular form rose and turned, walking towards the garage. "Coming?" 'I think I was about to,' Justin thought. Shaking his head in both confusion and to clear away the fog of lust, he got up and followed. "Yeah." He found Manganiello standing in front of the open fridge in the garage, the light beaming around his naked body, accentuating every curve and ridge of muscle. Grinning, he sauntered up and pressed his body against Joe's. Justin ran his hands around to Joe's front, kneading the hunk's chest and stomach, as he began rubbing his throbbing hard cock up and down the cleft of Joe's ass. "Get the beer and let's go to bed, man. I'll do what you just did, make you feel realllllly good." "Mmmmm." Joe growled with pleasure. Justin almost sighed at the feeling of it rumbling through the big chest, right against his palms. "Come on. Let me make you feel good." He was eager to sink his meat into this stud's hole. He was also surprised at how much of a difference four inches in height made - he had to rise up and down on his toes in order to rub his meat over Joe's ass. "Sounds good. Let's get to business then." Joe grabbed a six pack of beers by the rings, closing the door to the fridge. As he turned, he bent slightly and wrapped his arm around Justin's waist, easily picking up the smaller man and tossing him over his shoulder. Timberlake found himself in a familiar position, staring down the length of Joe's backside, held over the man's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, as they trundled back through the living room...and kept going, to a guest bedroom on the first floor. Joe dropped Justin onto the bed, handing him a beer. Opening his own, he grinned from the other side of the can. "Drink up, little stud." 'Little???' Justin's eyebrow twitched. Determined, he matched Joe's pace, quickly chugging the entire beer. Wiping his chin, his eyes caught movement and he glanced down to find some of the beer had escaped Joe's mouth and was trailing its way over his large pec muscle...and kept going. "Oops." Manganiello looked down as if surprised. "Want to help clean up?" Timberlake kicked himself mentally as he found his legs working to lift his body, his tongue working to clean up the spilled beer. His mouth moved south, cleaning more of the amber fluid...and kept going. 'Damn, how much did he spill?' the singer thought as he continued downward until he was back on his knees (again) with that big dick hovering in his face (again), his mouth opening and taking it in (again). This was not how he'd expected the evening to go - he'd planned on tapping that gloriously-muscled ass, not kneeling and worshiping this god's cock. He soon found himself lifted up and tossed onto the bed again. Joe leaned down and took in Justin's dick, sucking it for a short while before flipping the smaller man over again and returning to eating his ass. Justin's toes dug at the sheets, his voice rising to a whining pitch again as Manganiello's tongue sent shivers up his spine. He was barely aware of Joe's licking up his backside, along his shoulder blades, nuzzling his neck. He broke out of the hypnotized state as he heard the sound of a plastic clicking, becoming aware that Joe's cock was grinding against his ass...the movement aided by lube that had been applied just now. "Hey." Timberlake looked over his shoulder, working the smile that he knew made men's knees melt. "Let me fuck you. It'll feel amazing." "Mmmm." A beefy growl against his neck caused Justin to moan lightly again. "Tell me you don't want this." Joe slid his cock up, slowly but firmly. "I...ungh." Timberlake bit back a moan as the meaty head grazed his hole. "You were whining with just my tongue up your ass. Imagine how much better this will feel in there." There was pressure mounting at Justin's entrance...and then it gave way, the singer gasping as the tip of Manganiello's pushed inside. It moved back and forth, teasing Timberlake until he was panting eagerly. Any sense of him dominating Joe's hole melted away as he gave in, his face rubbing against the sheets as he felt his hips betray him, his rear pushing back to meet the hard throbbing pole. He felt Joe rise up onto his knees, still just easing the tip in and out. "Fuck, when are you going to stick the rest in?" "I'm not. You are." "Huh?" "C'mon baby, back that sexy ass up. Bring sexy back." Justin groaned, both from impatience and the reference to his own song being used against him. Gritting his teeth, he pushed back, taking an inch of cock before stopping, breathing hard as his hole stretched to accommodate the girthy member. He rocked back and forth, slowly but surely taking more and more of Joe's meat inside, until he felt the other man's pelvic bones resting against the cheeks of his ass. "Fuck man, you're...unnghhh...really...fuck...big, you know that?" "Naw. I'm average size." "For what? A horse? AhhhGGHHHH!!" Justin's blue-grey eyes popped open as Joe pulled back and then thrust forward again, spearing his guts "Fuck! FUCK! FUUUUUCK!!!!!" His cries went from pain to pleasure and then ecstasy as Joe stretched him wide and deep, hitting spots inside that made fireworks go off behind his eyelids. They worked up a good tempo, with Manganiello slowing down any time one of them began getting close to cumming. "Want to keep the party going all night?" "Hell yeah. Fuck me. FUCK. MEEEE!!!!" Justin reared back, desparately taking Joe's cock. He paused when he felt the other man leaning back and heard the sound of Joe rummaging through the nighstand drawer. A vial of blue pills appeared. "All night?" Determined to match this stud's confidence, Justin arched his eyebrow with attitude. "I said 'hell yeah', didn't I?" "Okay." Joe grinned wolfishly as he handed a pill to Justin, popping one down his own throat as well. Justin swallowed his, feeling a little bit of euphoria a moment later. His cock began to feel...harder, more *there*, as if his entire body was working simply for the purpose of driving his manhood. Joe took hold of Justin's hips and began hammering his ass, with Justin egging him on, begging him to fuck him, fuck him faster, fuck him harder. He felt like if Joe got off, it'd get him off, fulfilling his need to satisfy his own dick's cravings. He heard Manganiello roar, felt the throbbing rod in his ass begin firing off shot after shot of cum...and kept going. In the instances when Timberlake had bottomed, he was used to the top getting off and then pulling out a minute or so later, their loins satiated. That moment...didn't happen. Propelled by the blue pill they'd each taken, Joe's cock remained rock-hard, his cum serving as lube as he continued rocking Timberlake's insides, his groin slapping against the singer's ass again and again and again. And then Joe *did* pull out...and pulled Justin backward on the bed, dragging him half off of it. Timberlake found his body flipped back over and then Joe was on top of him, kissing him...and taking hold of his lower back as he lifted Justin into the air. The Magic Mike actor stepped forward, holding Justin up, the Trolls actor wrapping his legs around Manganiello's waist...and then he felt himself pressed back against the wall, his ankles dangling in the air. A pair of fingers raked back and forth across his hole. "What's this? Are you wet for me, baby?" "What?" "Feel that?" The thick digits sank into his hole, lube and Joe's cum and dripping out. "So fucking wet. Your hole is hungry for me, isn't it? All wet for my dick." "Oh fuck. I thought it was going to be my tu-" "So wet. It's like your ass is singing for me, I can hear it calling for my cock." "I..ohhhhhh." Justin moaned loudly as the head went back inside. Instinctively, he pushed down, taking in another inch. "Yeah, there's that hungry hole. Fucking wet, hungry ass, hell yeah." "Ohhh fuuuuuuck." Timberlake groaned as the entire length sank back inside, his ass coming to rest down against Joe's groin. His feet danced in the air, bouncing as Joe pounded him into the wall. On the other side of the room, Justin could see their bodies in a mirror, the muscles of Joe's backside working hard as he drove in and out of Timberlake. He nestled his face against Manganiello's shoulder and moaned, surrendering to the stud. Soon, he was cumming, coating their stomachs with his juices. His still-hard dick throbbed between them, still feeling hot and heavy. Another loud outburst and Joe was flooding his insides again. Moments later, Justin was on the bed again, this time on his back with his feet in the air. Joe was on his knees, ramming his cock back in, holding Justin's ankles high up and far apart, slowly deep-dicking the singer, who kept arching his back, needing more, both of their hard cocks calling out for attention. Timberlake reached down and stroked himself at a furious pace, yearning to get off again. It felt like ages until he did, coating himself in more jizz. Looking down, his body was a mess of sweat and cum...and was soon eclipsed by Joe's body as it lowered down, covering his own, those sexy lips meeting his again, that meaty tongue shoving inside. Justin's legs wrapped around Joe's waist, flexing to pull him in, needing him deeper inside. A moan blasted air against his face as Joe found release yet again, breeding Timberlake for the third time in an hour. Justin groaned in pleasure and pain as he found himself rolled over, Manganiello knocking his knees apart as he slid back inside. Whimpers filled the room as Justin was pounded into the mattress. Part of him was wondering when the pills would wear off and they'd finally both go limp. However, with his cock doing the thinking, he found himself softly pushing up, partly meeting Joe's thrusts, ready to take that cock again and again all night...until they were both finally spent. It wasn't how Justin thought the night would turn out...and yet he wasn't complaining one tiny bit. As he came against the sheets, flashes of light popping in his eyes, he moaned out two words. "Don't...stop..." ~ ~ ~ ~ The grey light of early morning cut through the thin curtains of the guest bedroom, which was filled with the sound of the mattress squeaking under Joe and Justin's movements, lengthy groans rolling out of Timberlake's mouth while Joe growled with hungry pleasure into his ear. He was on his back, laying on top of the taller man, his arms and legs laying limply on either side as the stud thrust up into his ass. It was the...hell, he'd lost count of how many positions they'd gone through that evening. 'Probably some that aren't even in that Kama Sutra book,' he thought, another whimpering moan hitching out of his throat as Manganiello bottomed out and ground against his hole again. Reaching down, he found his own cock to be only mostly-hard. The effects of the blue pill they'd each taken were finally beginning to wear off. Looking down, Timberlake took in the sight of his body and the room. His torso and legs were matted with cum and sweat. 'How many loads?' he wondered. He'd lost count after they'd each reached double digits. The sheets were tangled, damp with sweat and stiff with dried jizz. Hell, the bed wasn't even lined up anymore - it was sticking at an angle away from the wall, knocked askew as Joe railed Timberlake's hole throughout the evening. Fingers at his nipples, a tongue in his ear, and a big cock sawing in and out between his legs. It finally pushed Justin over the edge, his dick spurting out a small burst of cum - all that his aching balls had left to offer. Everything hurt, the result of his body being pushed further than ever before...but it hurt so good. His finally deflating dick flopped around as Manganiello continued pounding upward, feeling tender after hours of being hard. He'd gone from crazy-rock-hard to just throbbingly-stiff, at some point settling on a normal feeling erection, T to the "about to give out" mostly-erect state he'd been in since Joe had rolled the singer on top of him and began gently pawing his body while slowly sliding in and out from below. And now...blissfully limp, his poor dick at last getting a chance to relax. His balls could tell a similar tale, having coughed up load after load until he'd pretty much run out of juices...but still they worked to offer up what little nut-juice they had left. Not his hole though - that was a different story. He reached down, fingers grazing the spot where Joe's thick member pumped in and out. 'Fuck baby, you're so wet.' Joe's earlier words rang through his head as he felt his inner thighs covered in a layer of cum - his and Joe's. In his mind, he could picture the sight of the stud's cream coming out with almost every stroke, his guts not able to contain the volume of man-nectar that'd been blasted into them through the evening. His mind flashed back to Nick's 30th birthday celebration, the one that Drake had put together, with 30 guys running a train on the Jonas brother all night long. Justin had groaned when he'd sank his cock into Nick's hole, watching as other men's baby batter had leaked out as he pushed in, feeling the way their juices sloshed around his shaft as he began taking his turn on "Nick Jon-ass", the joking nickname he had for Nick based on the sheer number of guys who'd tapped it over the years. He'd been there for the first birthday train, when Nick turned 20, although he'd missed the 25th birthday. Drake seemed to do them every 5 years, which meant it'd be a while before it happened again. Justin sighed, both from longing for the eventual future gang-bang on Nick's rear and the way his own hole felt right now. It seemed to be simultaneously singing praises in worship of Manganiello's thick piece of meat and feeling sore from the non-stop use, hour after hour. He was afraid to look at his ass in the mirror, sure that it would look raw and abused. Timberlake groaned again, a sound of lust and ache, filled with a new appreciation for Nick. 'Hell, how does he take that much dick and keep his ass that tight? Oh fuck - am I going to be...???' Justin blinked, worried that his ass might be permanently loosened as a result of Joe's big dick pummeling it for so long without a break. The note of worry passed as teeth nibbled on his ear, sending another shiver down his body. "Fuck dude, I'm so close. Soooo close." "Unnnghhhhh..." Justin whimpered again, eager to feel Joe's cock throb again as it released another load...and wondering if the hunk's dick would finally relent. "You want me to breed you again, or..." Thick fingers found Justin's lips, teasing them. He heard his mouth let out a hungry cry on its own. "Yeah, that's what you want, isn't it? My baby boy needs his breakfast?" Justin's mind was blank with lust as he sucked on Joe's fingers. The fat piece of man meat slid out of his ass, leaving him feeling empty. After so much time being filled with cock, it felt strange for his guts to not be stuffed with Manganiello's dick. Justin felt himself rolled over, a broad hand on his shoulder nudging him down. He slid down...down...down the long torso until he found himself staring at over eight inches of hard cock swaying in the air, sticking up proudly from Joe's crotch. That hand wrapped around the back of his head and pulled him closer until he was nuzzling the lengthy rod with the side of his face. Opening up, he took in the thick bell-shaped head and suckled on it for a moment before sliding his lips about halfway down the shaft. He could taste the flavor of Joe's cum and his own body on the ample fuck-stick. "That's it, baby. Suck it. Get that load. I think it'll be the last one." Justin whimpered again, not sure if it was from an eager urge to feel Joe flood his mouth or a vague disappointment that this was the end of their evening tryst. He bobbed up and down with as much energy as he could muster, the long night's hours finally catching up with him. "Oh fuck. Here it comes. Heeeeeere it...fuuuuuuuck." Joe's head rolled back, his hips bucking up as he fed Timberlake his seed. The singer gulped down Joe's babies, savoring the taste of it, noting that the size of the actor's load seemed to be less than the ones he'd shot into Justin's ass. Joe groaned, deep and long, the sound similar to Justin's earlier orgasm, his body spent as well. Timberlake felt the meaty rod continue to throb as it softened. He kept it in his mouth, sucking on it. "Mmmmm, that's it. Clean that dick." Joe slid his meat out from between Justin's lips and watched as that cute tongue popped out and began lapping at his balls, his deflating shaft resting over Justin's nose and along his cheekbone. Reaching down, he pulled Justin up, turning the smaller man on his side and nestling behind him, becoming the big spoon to Justin's small spoon. As exhaustion took over, he mumbled a command to his phone to set a one hour timer. Moments later, both men were lightly snoring, their legs tangled up as their chests rose and fell with the heavy breath of well-deserved rest. ~ ~ ~ ~ "How?" Justin chuckled, amused and nervously, as soap and water flowed from the end of Joe's half-hard dick. His own manhood rested between his legs, soft and worn out. Yet the other man's cock had miraculously arisen (mostly) as they showered. "Mmmm, I don't know. Seems like you have a Midas touch there." Justin looked down at his hands, covered in soap and resting against Joe's body. The stud had lathered Justin up and rinsed him off, cleaning his sore tired body from the perspiration and cum that was slathered over nearly every inch of his skin. Justin had been returning the favor and maybe had spent a little too much attention on the muscles of Manganiello's chest and arms, if the rod between his legs was any indication. "If you're going to keep your eyes on it, might as well have your mouth on it too." Justin didn't even notice that Joe didn't touch his shoulder this time - he dropped down on his own, taking the big dick into his mouth, feeling it swell up and fill his throat as he looked up at the scruffy beard, sparkling brown eyes, and amused grin. Justin looked up, eyes and mouth both wide as he worked back and forth on the thick dick. The shower water turned off, the dripping sound echoing from the tiled shower wall. Joe pulled him up into a kiss, half-drying their bodies off and moving them back into the guest room, settling his long frame into a chair with his legs spread wide, Justin resting on his knees to continue servicing this gifted manhood in his mouth. That bear-paw of a hand rested on his scalp, stroking his hair and guiding his head up and down. "Sorry about the foot thing earlier." "Hmmmph?" The questioned sound was muffled, as Timberlake's mouth was stuffed full. "When I put my foot on the back of your head, fucking you from behind. I got carried away." The memory rolled into Justin's mind, which was working slower than usual, still hazy from lust and a lack of sleep. He recalled being on his hands and knees, Joe's foot hitting his shoulder and pushing his upper torso down against the mattress, sliding up to rest against the back of his head. His cheeks burned, blushing as he recalled turning his face and licking at the bottom of Joe's foot, sucking on his toes, worshipping his foot. The memory seemed like it had happened to someone else. He pulled off, sucking his spit from the meaty cockhead. "It's okay." His lips parted to encircle Manganiello's shaft, gliding up and down. Before long, he felt the long veiny cock swell and throb, depositing more of Joe's DNA into Justin's body, joining the earlier load that had also gone into his stomach. Impossibly, he found that his own dick was hard. Joe pulled Justin up into his lap, facing away, caressing the singer's body as he stroked his cock, murmuring sweet affectionate comments, his thumb swiping over the head again and again, the fingers of his other hand pressing into the space between Justin's legs, right behind his balls. Right as Justin was about to lose it, Joe grasped his rod by the base of his shaft and pointed it downward as he spilled his juices, a scant amount of cum splattering onto the floor. Wiping it up with a towel, Joe winked as he headed for the door. "Be right back - I'll go get our clothes." "Oh." Timberlake blinked, recalling that Joe was married. His eyebrows scrunched down, confused and a little concerned. 'Where's his wife...?' His head tilted to the side, trying to peer around the door. "Ah, that's sweet." Joe picked up their clothes, nicely folded and resting in a stack just outside the guest room door. He closed it most of the way, handing Justin his clothes as he set his own aside on the bed. Fingers plucked the pair of underwear from the top of the pile. "Do you mind if I...?" "Um, go ahead." Justin watched as Joe pulled on Timberlake's boxer-briefs. They were a size too small, making the large bulge in between Joe's legs appear even bigger, almost obscenely so. The corner of Justin's mouth tugged in a small grin. 'If he gets hard...fuck, somehow, after all that...he'd probably bust those things apart.' The imagined sight popped into his mind, causing his grin to grow even further. The tingling feeling in his own crotch caused him to shake his head, driving away the lustful vision as he finished getting dressed. He stepped quietly through the living room, not wanting to wake Joe's family. "Hey, hon." Justin stared, wide-eyed, as Joe leaned forward and gave his wife a kiss on the cheek. "Do you guys want some coffee? You look...sleepy." Sofía had an amused smile, like the cat who caught the canary. Justin felt his cheeks burning bright again, embarrassed to be caught by Joe's wife after an entire night together. "Or I can make breakfast. I'm sure you've worked up an appetite." Her eyes darted down Justin's body and back up, lips pursed as if she were holding back a small laugh. "Just coffee'd be great." Timberlake stood still, numb with surprise as Sofía brought them each a full cup. "Cream?" The way she said the word, there was an unspoken joke dancing within the question, a knowing glance that was aware that their guest had already had some cream, just of another sort. Justin's brain popped up the mental image of Joe stroking his large cock, shooting a load into a cup of coffee. He swallowed hard and blinked quickly, pushing away the thought. It felt surreal, standing there, his ass stinging, freshly fucked raw by this man standing there in another man's underwear, talking to his wife, as if they were having a normal Sunday brunch. Justin chugged down his coffee, waiting for a natural break in their conversation to say good-bye, feeling absurd as he thanked Sofía for the coffee...and catching himself before he thanked Joe for...last night. "The party was a blast. We should hang out again sometime." Justin's mouth went dry as his hole twitched. The idea sounded both highly appealing and...somehow he knew that he was not going to get a crack at this stud's ass. And part of him was perfectly okay with that, content with the idea being a hole for Manganiello to stuff again and again. He'd have to think about it, long and hard. "Yeah, sure, that'd be great!" Timberlake was surprised by the tone of enthusiasm in his voice. Hugging both of them quickly as he said good-bye, he left the house and got into his car, pulling out of the driveway and heading down the street. A couple of blocks later, he pulled over, grimacing as he shifted on the seat, his sore rear irritated at the pressure of his body pressing down on it. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he pushed past the pain, feeling a deep satiated sense of pleasure still radiating out from his guts...and an empty ache that seemed to call for Joe, or someone, to fill him up again. Thumbing through his phone, Justin found Nick's name and shot him a message, seeing if the cute little singer was in town. Moments later, he got a reply - no, but he'd be back in a few days. Did Justin want to hang out? Grinning, Timberlake sent a thumbs-up and devil emoji. The two settled on a day. Tossing his phone into the passenger seat, Justin pulled back onto the road and began driving home, thoughts of railing Jone-ass swimming through his mind. ~ THE END ~ -------------------------------------------------------------------- Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the story, have feedback or want to share ideas, would love to hear from you. [email protected] You can find all my stories at redcheshire.weebly.com Follow me on Instagram or Twitter: Instagram @redcheshire Twitter @redcheshire_fic | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 2 Jul 2023 14:40:49 -0500
From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: That's What I Want
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Author's Note: This story takes place in February 2022, in Los Angeles, California.
Notes: the masked boy toys, in order of appearance, are:
Simu Liu (sucking Timberlake)
Nick Jonas (riding Timberlake)
Richard Madden (fucked by Manganiello near the bar)
Tom Holland (riding Trevor Noah)
Lucien Laviscount (sucked by Manganiello)
Tyler Hoechlin (sucking Timberlake)
Oscar Isaac (sucking Manganiello)
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"Hell yeahhhhh..." The words rolled out of Justin Timberlake's throat, his
blue-grey eyes half-closed as he leaned back on the couch. Breathing
deeply, he took in the sounds of music and merriment surrounding him - a
beat pumping out of speakers, laughter-filled conversations, glasses
clinking...with an undertone of wet sloppy sounds. Opening his eyes, he
looked down to watch as a mouth slid up and down his cock. The mouth curled
up in a smile, lips stretched around his meat pole, dark brown eyes
sparkling with amusement behind a red domino mask. Justin reached out,
stroking the wavy black locks of the stud's hair, fingers trailing up the
red and black horns rising up from the other man's scalp.
The beep of a timer signaled the end of their mini-tryst. Pulling off and
wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, the guy stood up, his muscles
flexing under lightly tanned skin. The movement caused the large "T" drawn
on his chest with body paint to flex...and so did the black and red wings
drawn across his shoulder blades. Looking back over his shoulder, the
sexual man-turned-party-favor winked. "Enjoy the rest of the party, hot
stuff."
"Oh, I will. Thanks!" Justin slapped the guy on the butt, watching it move
under the red trunks - the only clothing the guy was wearing, unless you
counted the black leather harness wrapping over the well-toned shoulders
and across his back. Grinning lecherously, Timberlake tucked his hard cock
back into his pants and picked up his drink.
"I love these parties." Joe Manganiello spoke up, resuming the conversation
they'd been having before Timberlake used on of his tickets to "buy" a
blowjob.
The pair clinked glasses, winking. "Hell yeah. I look forward to the years
that I get an invite."
"And we mourn the years that we don't get an invite. Just gotta work harder
the next year." The two men scanned the room, taking in the wonderful
debauchery filling it from wall to wall. Every February the Hemsworth
Brothers threw a party, inviting the actors, musicians, athletes, and other
celebrities who had performed well in their field the previous year. Chris
and Liam hand-picked a dozen guys to work the party. Decked in a minuscule
costume for that year's theme and masks to hide their identity, the "boy
toys" sucked, fucked, and rode the guests, satisfying their
desires. Letters drawn on their chests indicated if the party favor guy was
a top, bottom, or vers. The two main rules were that guests had to check in
their phones and devices at the door...and they could only play with the
boy toys, not each other. Chris had told Joe about the first time they ever
threw the party and how the resulting orgy got way too out of control, so
they'd settled on that idea starting the next year.
"I just wish we got more than six tickets, you know?" Justin took a drink
while looking around the room, watching as a hunk with huge muscles and
dark brown skin walked by, making his mouth water.
"Yeah. But then the party would last like two or three days."
"I'm okay with that!"
"Ha!" The pair roared with laughter, their blood pumping with hormones and
booze.
**I got this feeling, inside my bones...**
"Aww, fuck." Justin looked over, his head bouncing to the beat, to find Joe
rolling his eyes. "Sorry. I think I've heard this song like a million
times."
"Kids?"
"Niece."
"Sorry."
"No you're not!" Joe grinned, knocking back his drink.
"You're right. Love the royalty checks from this shit." Justin leaned back,
dodging a pretend punch that came his way.
"Hey stud. Looking for a good time?" They looked up to find a scantily-clad
cutie standing in front of them, his eyes darting down from Justin's face
to the singer's lap.
"Not any more. I think I just found it." Timberlake handed over a ticket
and patted his thighs. "Come sit on papa's lap." The boy toy tapped a timer
on his wrist and turned, allowing Justin to pull down the back of his
gold-colored underwear. Eagerly sitting on his guest's lap, the eager
bottom reached down and unzipped Timberlake's pants and pulled out his
trouser snake. Already lubed up, he lifted his hips and sank back down,
impaling himself on the hard rod.
Justin took hold of the white harness and pulled the other man back,
bringing their mouths together, kissing as they worked their hips against
one another. Joe watched, analyzing the smaller man's face. "You know, I
always play a game of trying to figure out who might be under the mask."
"Me too. But the whole hidden identity thing makes it hot."
"Yeah. Just curious, is all."
"To be honest, I don't care who it is, as long as they give good head or
have a tight hole, like this one here." Justin patted the bottom's chest,
pushing up with his hips. The narrow eyebrows, wavy mound of hair,
something about those lips...
Joe snapped his fingers and grinned a little as a lightbulb went off. A few
minutes later, the timer on the boy toy's wrist sounded out, bringing his
ride to an end. With a final kiss, he pulled himself up and off of
Timberlake's lap, tucking the nice-sized dick back into the guest's pants
and zipping them up. The mystery figure broke the kiss as he pulled up the
back of his trunks...and turned his attention to Joe, one eyebrow raised.
Reaching up, Joe pulled the young man down, growling a little whisper into
his ear. "Hey, Nick." He felt the smaller hunk's body stiffen slightly.
"Maybe. Maybe not. You know we can't reveal our identity. Hemsworth Rules."
Those sexy lips curled up in a shy smile.
"Well that's too bad. Channing Tatum's in town, was going to see if my
friend Nick wanted to meet up. Oh well." He shrugged nonchalantly.
"Uhh..." The party favor swallowed, eyebrows knitting as he visibly
struggled with the dilemma of the bait that Manganiello had laid out for
him.
The Magic Mike actor reached around and squeezed the perky butt. "Would be
great to spend more than six minutes with this. A LOT more than six
minutes."
"I...fuck."
"So much for your mystery identity." Joe laughed as the young Jonas
brother's face and body language completely gave away his secret. "Just
have to know what buttons to push." His finger pressed in towards Nick's
hole.
"Call me."
"Tomorrow or the next day. Not sure if you'll need to rest after all this."
Nick's eyebrows scrunched together, this time from laughter. "Tomorrow's
fine."
"That's my sexy little horndog. I'll let Channing know."
Shaking his head and laughing, Nick rose back up to a standing position,
almost skipping away as his mind swam with visions of Joe and Tatum
and...mmmmm.
"Did you figure out who he was?"
"Naw. Sometimes you win the game, but usually not. I'll get us another
round." Winking, Joe stood up, his pants visibly bulging as they struggled
to hold in his manhood.
He returned and settled down next to Justin again, waving at his friend
Trevor Noah who was sitting just several feet away.
"When are you going to use your tickets?" Joe looked down in his hand,
revealing that he was down to just two left. "You sly dog."
"Pounded one over near the bar. That one." He poined at a hunk with a B
scrawled on his chest, chiseled jaw covered in a stubbled beard, piercing
blue eyes visible under the silver mask, a gold halo hovering over his wavy
brown hair. "Trevor, how are ya, buddy?"
"I'm good, can't you tell?" The Daily Show host laughed as he patted the
hip of a guy riding his lap. It only took Joe a moment to figure out this
one - the puffy cheeks surrounding those lips, tussled brown hair, that
chest which made the internet swoon. 'Of course Holland's here, the little
cum-catching web-slinger,' he thought, smirking into his drink.
"Nice piece of ass?"
"Oh hell yeah. He's great!" Trevor smiled from ear to ear as the twunk
ground down on his meat pole. "If I knew who he was, I'd probably take him
home." Joe bit down on his lower lip, fighting back the temptation to spill
the beans. A moment later, Trevor groaned, his thighs quaking as he pumped
a load into Tom's rear. The devil-dressed-as-an-angel rose up, making out
with the comedian until the six minutes were up.
"There we go." Joe lifted his hand, waving at one of the party
workers. This one was wearing pink trunks and a blue harness, a purple
laurel wreath resting on his head, his cocoa-colored face covered by a mask
that swirled with pinks, blues, and purples. Lips parted into a big beaming
smile, stretching the stud's beard.
Joe handed over his ticket and tucked down the front of the pink underwear,
swallowing the hefty dick, savoring the taste of the other man's
precum. Justin watched, slightly confused. Most of the party guests opted
to get sucked, or to fuck or be fucked. It was less common that they chose
to suck off one of the boy toys. Although, as he watched as someone
slobbered on the ten-inch pipe of another vers party favor, he could
understand the temptation. Joe appeared to be taking his time, enjoying the
boy toy's meat. Those sexy lips dropped into an o-shape, groaning as his
ass clenched, shooting jizz down Manganiello's throat. Licking his lips, he
tucked the piece of meat back into the pink trunks, pulling the costumed
cutie down for a kiss.
"Down to our last tickets."
"Choose wisely." They grinned as they clinked their glasses, looking around
the room. Justin found his target first, waving over someone who looked
like he might be the brother of the guy Joe had railed earlier: chiseled
jaw, high cheekbones, short stubble beard. The only difference was that
this guy was more muscular and had green eyes instead of blue; he also
sported the black and red devil costume of a top rather than the white and
silver/gold outfit of a bottom. Moments later, Timberlake surrendered his
last ticket and watched as those pouty lips surrounded his dick.
Just a minute later, Joe had waved over one of the men - this one was
similarly decked out in the devil outfit, complementing his salt-and-pepper
hair. Olive skin, five o'clock shadow, and thick fingers. Justin's mouth
watered as he watched the man sink to his knees and pull out Joe's
cock...and Justin's blue-grey eyes went wide. He knew Joe was a big tall
strapping dude but the length of his piece still took Justin by surprise,
his eyes tracing the thick veins that made their way up the girthy
shaft. He watched, his own cock seeming to throb even harder, as the party
favor opened his mouth wide and swallowed Joe's rod, slurping on it at a
fast noisy pace, spit hanging down from his chin as the boy toy
energetically worked the large bone.
Joe looked up to find Timberlake's gaze riveted to his crotch, the other
man watching as his big cock disappeared over and over again between the
party favor's lips. Licking his lips, Justin's pulse was visible as the
vein running up his neck throbbed, his fingers curling up in the hair of
the stud sucking on his own dick. With a loud groan, Justin began to fire
away, his balls finding their release as he continued staring at
Manganiello's meat. Enjoying the sight of Timberlake's obvious lust and the
feeling of the tight throat wrapped around his pole, it wasn't long before
Joe was spilling his seed as well, each drop greedily swallowed down by the
devil resting between his legs. The two costumed men rose up and smiled,
waving as they made their way elsewhere in the house.
"That was...damn, these parties are amazing."
"Hell yeah they are." Joe paused for a moment before he spoke again. "Want
to head to an after party?"
"There's an after party?" Justin's eyebrow rose, curious and intrigued.
"Uh huh."
"Like this one?"
"I mean, it's smaller. And there aren't dudes in costumes. But it's a good
time." He winked, grinning into his glass as he took a long drink.
"Hell yeah. Where at?"
"I'll text you the address. Ready to go, or want to stay here a little
longer."
"I mean...this is fun. But I'm out of tickets. And you're out of
tickets. So..." Justin held his palms up, shrugging with a smile.
"Follow me." Joe rose up, setting his drink down and heading for the front
door of the house.
~ ~ ~ ~
"So, thought you said there was an afterparty?" Justin Timberlake followed
Joe Manganiello inside the "True Blood" actor's home, looking around,
silently addressing the lack of music or guests.
"There is an afterparty."
"Really? 'Cause I don't see anything here."
Joe stepped forward, closing the distance between them, his voice
lowering. "I *am* the afterparty."
"Well..." Justin reached out and traced his finger down Manganiello's
chest, feeling the broad muscle underneath the form-fitting
shirt. "...looks like the party is banging."
Joe reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, peeling it off of his
body and tossing it to the floor. "And now?"
Justin swallowed, taking in the very fit form of the stud just inches
away. He quickly regained his cocky attitude, one half of his mouth pulling
up in a grin. "Looks like the party is very very - " His words were cut off
as Joe leaned forward, their lips meeting as his tongue pushed into
Timberlake's mouth. Justin reached up reflexively, one hand gripping a
giant bicep, the other laying flat against the other man's chest.
A hand raked down Justin's torso, ripping the buttons from the front of his
shirt before casually stripping the fabric away. The same hand reached down
and caressed his bulge, teasing him through his pants. Joe's other hand
took hold of Justin's and brought it to rest on his own crotch, the hefty
member throbbing through the taller hunk's jeans. His fingers curled up and
down, scratching at the hard pole, resisting the urge to brazenly paw at
it, struggling to keep his cool.
He had every intention of putting this stud on his back and drilling Joe's
guts - his desire for this huge fuck-stick was only getting in the way of
that goal.
Joe's hand brought Justin's fingers up to the top of his jeans...and
Timberlake's hand went back down to grope the other man's cock. Joe
repeated the motion...and then again. On the third pass, Justin growled
lightly, deciding to go ahead and undo the zipper. 'Hell, gotta get him out
of these things if I'm gonna fuck him,' mentally shrugging as his thumb and
finger worked the button and then pulled down the zipper, the sound seeming
to echo loudly in the empty living room. A hand rested on Justin's shoulder
and applied pressure - light but determined. Despite wanting to maintain
the upperhand, Timberlake found himself awash in the musk of Joe's manly
scent, his nostrils flaring as he took in a deep breath to take in even
more. Fuck, he could *smell* the other man's precum and the remnants of his
fucking from the party. Licking his lips, Timberlake found himself on his
knees, eight and a half thick inches right in his face...and then right
down his throat.
What started as a casual blowjob, meant to work Joe up so that Justin could
have his way, turned into something else. Timberlake found himself bobbing
up and down, just like the boy toy at the party had, eagerly slurping the
thick cock, wanting more, needing more. A hand rested on the back of his
head, guiding him up and down, slowing him down when his sucking started
ramping up to a hyper speed.
Regaining his senses, Justin pulled off, staring longingly at the large
piece of man meat as he wiped his chin and stood up. "My turn."
"As you wish." Grinning, Joe picked Justin up and tossed him over his
shoulder.
Reaching the couch, Joe tossed Justin down, quickly undoing his pants and
removing them, throwing them over against a wall. His boxer-briefs
followed, leaving him nude on the stud's couch, his cock sticking up in the
air, ready for action. He didn't have to wait long - Joe was down on his
knees, spreading Justin's thighs as he inhaled the singer's dick, bobbing
up and down on it as he stared into Justin's eyes.
His thick fingers dug into into the meat of Justin's thighs, slowly pulling
them further apart...and up...as his tongue began going back and forth
between the singer's dick and his balls...and then his dick and the space
between his legs, hearing that high-pitched voice turn into a squeal when
his tongue ran across his hole. He could feel the other man's legs flex as
he began ravishing the tight knot of flesh, the moans turning into whines,
until he felt Justin's hips begin to thrust forward, eager to get more of
Joe's tongue at his rear entrance.
Grinning, Joe came up for air. "Want a beer?"
"Huh?" Justin blinked, his chest rising and falling as he panted for
breath.
"A beer."
"Uh, sure?" Timberlake felt his legs lower to the couch as Joe released his
grip and watched as the tall muscular form rose and turned, walking towards
the garage.
"Coming?"
'I think I was about to,' Justin thought. Shaking his head in both
confusion and to clear away the fog of lust, he got up and
followed. "Yeah."
He found Manganiello standing in front of the open fridge in the garage,
the light beaming around his naked body, accentuating every curve and ridge
of muscle. Grinning, he sauntered up and pressed his body against
Joe's. Justin ran his hands around to Joe's front, kneading the hunk's
chest and stomach, as he began rubbing his throbbing hard cock up and down
the cleft of Joe's ass.
"Get the beer and let's go to bed, man. I'll do what you just did, make you
feel realllllly good."
"Mmmmm." Joe growled with pleasure. Justin almost sighed at the feeling of
it rumbling through the big chest, right against his palms.
"Come on. Let me make you feel good." He was eager to sink his meat into
this stud's hole. He was also surprised at how much of a difference four
inches in height made - he had to rise up and down on his toes in order to
rub his meat over Joe's ass.
"Sounds good. Let's get to business then." Joe grabbed a six pack of beers
by the rings, closing the door to the fridge. As he turned, he bent
slightly and wrapped his arm around Justin's waist, easily picking up the
smaller man and tossing him over his shoulder. Timberlake found himself in
a familiar position, staring down the length of Joe's backside, held over
the man's shoulder like a sack of potatoes, as they trundled back through
the living room...and kept going, to a guest bedroom on the first floor.
Joe dropped Justin onto the bed, handing him a beer. Opening his own, he
grinned from the other side of the can. "Drink up, little stud."
'Little???' Justin's eyebrow twitched. Determined, he matched Joe's pace,
quickly chugging the entire beer. Wiping his chin, his eyes caught movement
and he glanced down to find some of the beer had escaped Joe's mouth and
was trailing its way over his large pec muscle...and kept going.
"Oops." Manganiello looked down as if surprised. "Want to help clean up?"
Timberlake kicked himself mentally as he found his legs working to lift his
body, his tongue working to clean up the spilled beer. His mouth moved
south, cleaning more of the amber fluid...and kept going. 'Damn, how much
did he spill?' the singer thought as he continued downward until he was
back on his knees (again) with that big dick hovering in his face (again),
his mouth opening and taking it in (again). This was not how he'd expected
the evening to go - he'd planned on tapping that gloriously-muscled ass,
not kneeling and worshiping this god's cock.
He soon found himself lifted up and tossed onto the bed again. Joe leaned
down and took in Justin's dick, sucking it for a short while before
flipping the smaller man over again and returning to eating his
ass. Justin's toes dug at the sheets, his voice rising to a whining pitch
again as Manganiello's tongue sent shivers up his spine. He was barely
aware of Joe's licking up his backside, along his shoulder blades, nuzzling
his neck. He broke out of the hypnotized state as he heard the sound of a
plastic clicking, becoming aware that Joe's cock was grinding against his
ass...the movement aided by lube that had been applied just now.
"Hey." Timberlake looked over his shoulder, working the smile that he knew
made men's knees melt. "Let me fuck you. It'll feel amazing."
"Mmmm." A beefy growl against his neck caused Justin to moan lightly
again. "Tell me you don't want this." Joe slid his cock up, slowly but
firmly.
"I...ungh." Timberlake bit back a moan as the meaty head grazed his hole.
"You were whining with just my tongue up your ass. Imagine how much better
this will feel in there." There was pressure mounting at Justin's
entrance...and then it gave way, the singer gasping as the tip of
Manganiello's pushed inside. It moved back and forth, teasing Timberlake
until he was panting eagerly.
Any sense of him dominating Joe's hole melted away as he gave in, his face
rubbing against the sheets as he felt his hips betray him, his rear pushing
back to meet the hard throbbing pole.
He felt Joe rise up onto his knees, still just easing the tip in and
out. "Fuck, when are you going to stick the rest in?"
"I'm not. You are."
"Huh?"
"C'mon baby, back that sexy ass up. Bring sexy back."
Justin groaned, both from impatience and the reference to his own song
being used against him. Gritting his teeth, he pushed back, taking an inch
of cock before stopping, breathing hard as his hole stretched to
accommodate the girthy member. He rocked back and forth, slowly but surely
taking more and more of Joe's meat inside, until he felt the other man's
pelvic bones resting against the cheeks of his ass.
"Fuck man, you're...unnghhh...really...fuck...big, you know that?"
"Naw. I'm average size."
"For what? A horse? AhhhGGHHHH!!" Justin's blue-grey eyes popped open as
Joe pulled back and then thrust forward again, spearing his guts "Fuck!
FUCK! FUUUUUCK!!!!!" His cries went from pain to pleasure and then ecstasy
as Joe stretched him wide and deep, hitting spots inside that made
fireworks go off behind his eyelids. They worked up a good tempo, with
Manganiello slowing down any time one of them began getting close to
cumming.
"Want to keep the party going all night?"
"Hell yeah. Fuck me. FUCK. MEEEE!!!!" Justin reared back, desparately
taking Joe's cock. He paused when he felt the other man leaning back and
heard the
sound of Joe rummaging through the nighstand drawer. A vial of blue pills
appeared.
"All night?"
Determined to match this stud's confidence, Justin arched his eyebrow with
attitude. "I said 'hell yeah', didn't I?"
"Okay." Joe grinned wolfishly as he handed a pill to Justin, popping one
down his own throat as well. Justin swallowed his, feeling a little bit of
euphoria a moment later. His cock began to feel...harder, more *there*, as
if his entire body was working simply for the purpose of driving his
manhood.
Joe took hold of Justin's hips and began hammering his ass, with Justin
egging him on, begging him to fuck him, fuck him faster, fuck him
harder. He felt like if Joe got off, it'd get him off, fulfilling his need
to satisfy his own dick's cravings. He heard Manganiello roar, felt the
throbbing rod in his ass begin firing off shot after shot of cum...and kept
going. In the instances when Timberlake had bottomed, he was used to the
top getting off and then pulling out a minute or so later, their loins
satiated. That moment...didn't happen. Propelled by the blue pill they'd
each taken, Joe's cock remained rock-hard, his cum serving as lube as he
continued rocking Timberlake's insides, his groin slapping against the
singer's ass again and again and again.
And then Joe *did* pull out...and pulled Justin backward on the bed,
dragging him half off of it. Timberlake found his body flipped back over
and then Joe was on top of him, kissing him...and taking hold of his lower
back as he lifted Justin into the air. The Magic Mike actor stepped
forward, holding Justin up, the Trolls actor wrapping his legs around
Manganiello's waist...and then he felt himself pressed back against the
wall, his ankles dangling in the air. A pair of fingers raked back and
forth across his hole.
"What's this? Are you wet for me, baby?"
"What?"
"Feel that?" The thick digits sank into his hole, lube and Joe's cum and
dripping out. "So fucking wet. Your hole is hungry for me, isn't it? All
wet for my dick."
"Oh fuck. I thought it was going to be my tu-"
"So wet. It's like your ass is singing for me, I can hear it calling for my
cock."
"I..ohhhhhh." Justin moaned loudly as the head went back
inside. Instinctively, he pushed down, taking in another inch.
"Yeah, there's that hungry hole. Fucking wet, hungry ass, hell yeah."
"Ohhh fuuuuuuck." Timberlake groaned as the entire length sank back inside,
his ass coming to rest down against Joe's groin.
His feet danced in the air, bouncing as Joe pounded him into the wall. On
the other side of the room, Justin could see their bodies in a mirror, the
muscles of Joe's backside working hard as he drove in and out of
Timberlake. He nestled his face against Manganiello's shoulder and moaned,
surrendering to the stud. Soon, he was cumming, coating their stomachs with
his juices. His still-hard dick throbbed between them, still feeling hot
and heavy. Another loud outburst and Joe was flooding his insides again.
Moments later, Justin was on the bed again, this time on his back with his
feet in the air. Joe was on his knees, ramming his cock back in, holding
Justin's ankles high up and far apart, slowly deep-dicking the singer, who
kept arching his back, needing more, both of their hard cocks calling out
for attention. Timberlake reached down and stroked himself at a furious
pace, yearning to get off again.
It felt like ages until he did, coating himself in more jizz. Looking down,
his body was a mess of sweat and cum...and was soon eclipsed by Joe's body
as it lowered down, covering his own, those sexy lips meeting his again,
that meaty tongue shoving inside.
Justin's legs wrapped around Joe's waist, flexing to pull him in, needing
him deeper inside. A moan blasted air against his face as Joe found release
yet again, breeding Timberlake for the third time in an hour.
Justin groaned in pleasure and pain as he found himself rolled over,
Manganiello knocking his knees apart as he slid back inside. Whimpers
filled the room as Justin was pounded into the mattress. Part of him was
wondering when the pills would wear off and they'd finally both go
limp. However, with his cock doing the thinking, he found himself softly
pushing up, partly meeting Joe's thrusts, ready to take that cock again and
again all night...until they were both finally spent.
It wasn't how Justin thought the night would turn out...and yet he wasn't
complaining one tiny bit. As he came against the sheets, flashes of light
popping in his eyes, he moaned out two words. "Don't...stop..."
~ ~ ~ ~
The grey light of early morning cut through the thin curtains of the guest
bedroom, which was filled with the sound of the mattress squeaking under
Joe and Justin's movements, lengthy groans rolling out of Timberlake's
mouth while Joe growled with hungry pleasure into his ear. He was on his
back, laying on top of the taller man, his arms and legs laying limply on
either side as the stud thrust up into his ass. It was the...hell, he'd
lost count of how many positions they'd gone through that
evening. 'Probably some that aren't even in that Kama Sutra book,' he
thought, another whimpering moan hitching out of his throat as Manganiello
bottomed out and ground against his hole again.
Reaching down, he found his own cock to be only mostly-hard. The effects of
the blue pill they'd each taken were finally beginning to wear off. Looking
down, Timberlake took in the sight of his body and the room. His torso and
legs were matted with cum and sweat. 'How many loads?' he wondered. He'd
lost count after they'd each reached double digits. The sheets were
tangled, damp with sweat and stiff with dried jizz. Hell, the bed wasn't
even lined up anymore - it was sticking at an angle away from the wall,
knocked askew as Joe railed Timberlake's hole throughout the evening.
Fingers at his nipples, a tongue in his ear, and a big cock sawing in and
out between his legs. It finally pushed Justin over the edge, his dick
spurting out a small burst of cum - all that his aching balls had left to
offer. Everything hurt, the result of his body being pushed further than
ever before...but it hurt so good. His finally deflating dick flopped
around as Manganiello continued pounding upward, feeling tender after hours
of being hard. He'd gone from crazy-rock-hard to just throbbingly-stiff, at
some point settling on a normal feeling erection, T to the "about to give
out" mostly-erect state he'd been in since Joe had rolled the singer on top
of him and began gently pawing his body while slowly sliding in and out
from below. And now...blissfully limp, his poor dick at last getting a
chance to relax. His balls could tell a similar tale, having coughed up
load after load until he'd pretty much run out of juices...but still they
worked to offer up what little nut-juice they had left.
Not his hole though - that was a different story. He reached down, fingers
grazing the spot where Joe's thick member pumped in and out. 'Fuck baby,
you're so wet.' Joe's earlier words rang through his head as he felt his
inner thighs covered in a layer of cum - his and Joe's. In his mind, he
could picture the sight of the stud's cream coming out with almost every
stroke, his guts not able to contain the volume of man-nectar that'd been
blasted into them through the evening. His mind flashed back to Nick's 30th
birthday celebration, the one that Drake had put together, with 30 guys
running a train on the Jonas brother all night long. Justin had groaned
when he'd sank his cock into Nick's hole, watching as other men's baby
batter had leaked out as he pushed in, feeling the way their juices sloshed
around his shaft as he began taking his turn on "Nick Jon-ass", the joking
nickname he had for Nick based on the sheer number of guys who'd tapped it
over the years. He'd been there for the first birthday train, when Nick
turned 20, although he'd missed the 25th birthday. Drake seemed to do them
every 5 years, which meant it'd be a while before it happened again. Justin
sighed, both from longing for the eventual future gang-bang on Nick's rear
and the way his own hole felt right now. It seemed to be simultaneously
singing praises in worship of Manganiello's thick piece of meat and feeling
sore from the non-stop use, hour after hour. He was afraid to look at his
ass in the mirror, sure that it would look raw and abused.
Timberlake groaned again, a sound of lust and ache, filled with a new
appreciation for Nick. 'Hell, how does he take that much dick and keep his
ass that tight? Oh fuck - am I going to be...???' Justin blinked, worried
that his ass might be permanently loosened as a result of Joe's big dick
pummeling it for so long without a break. The note of worry passed as teeth
nibbled on his ear, sending another shiver down his body.
"Fuck dude, I'm so close. Soooo close."
"Unnnghhhhh..." Justin whimpered again, eager to feel Joe's cock throb
again as it released another load...and wondering if the hunk's dick would
finally relent.
"You want me to breed you again, or..." Thick fingers found Justin's lips,
teasing them. He heard his mouth let out a hungry cry on its own. "Yeah,
that's what you want, isn't it? My baby boy needs his breakfast?" Justin's
mind was blank with lust as he sucked on Joe's fingers.
The fat piece of man meat slid out of his ass, leaving him feeling
empty. After so much time being filled with cock, it felt strange for his
guts to not be stuffed with Manganiello's dick. Justin felt himself rolled
over, a broad hand on his shoulder nudging him down. He slid
down...down...down the long torso until he found himself staring at over
eight inches of hard cock swaying in the air, sticking up proudly from
Joe's crotch. That hand wrapped around the back of his head and pulled him
closer until he was nuzzling the lengthy rod with the side of his
face. Opening up, he took in the thick bell-shaped head and suckled on it
for a moment before sliding his lips about halfway down the shaft. He could
taste the flavor of Joe's cum and his own body on the ample fuck-stick.
"That's it, baby. Suck it. Get that load. I think it'll be the last one."
Justin whimpered again, not sure if it was from an eager urge to feel Joe
flood his mouth or a vague disappointment that this was the end of their
evening tryst. He bobbed up and down with as much energy as he could
muster, the long night's hours finally catching up with him.
"Oh fuck. Here it comes. Heeeeeere it...fuuuuuuuck." Joe's head rolled
back, his hips bucking up as he fed Timberlake his seed. The singer gulped
down Joe's babies, savoring the taste of it, noting that the size of the
actor's load seemed to be less than the ones he'd shot into Justin's
ass. Joe groaned, deep and long, the sound similar to Justin's earlier
orgasm, his body spent as well.
Timberlake felt the meaty rod continue to throb as it softened. He kept it
in his mouth, sucking on it.
"Mmmmm, that's it. Clean that dick." Joe slid his meat out from between
Justin's lips and watched as that cute tongue popped out and began lapping
at his balls, his deflating shaft resting over Justin's nose and along his
cheekbone.
Reaching down, he pulled Justin up, turning the smaller man on his side and
nestling behind him, becoming the big spoon to Justin's small spoon. As
exhaustion took over, he mumbled a command to his phone to set a one hour
timer. Moments later, both men were lightly snoring, their legs tangled up
as their chests rose and fell with the heavy breath of well-deserved rest.
~ ~ ~ ~
"How?" Justin chuckled, amused and nervously, as soap and water flowed from
the end of Joe's half-hard dick. His own manhood rested between his legs,
soft and worn out. Yet the other man's cock had miraculously arisen
(mostly) as they showered.
"Mmmm, I don't know. Seems like you have a Midas touch there." Justin
looked down at his hands, covered in soap and resting against Joe's
body. The stud had lathered Justin up and rinsed him off, cleaning his sore
tired body from the perspiration and cum that was slathered over nearly
every inch of his skin. Justin had been returning the favor and maybe had
spent a little too much attention on the muscles of Manganiello's chest and
arms, if the rod between his legs was any indication.
"If you're going to keep your eyes on it, might as well have your mouth on
it too." Justin didn't even notice that Joe didn't touch his shoulder this
time - he dropped down on his own, taking the big dick into his mouth,
feeling it swell up and fill his throat as he looked up at the scruffy
beard, sparkling brown eyes, and amused grin. Justin looked up, eyes and
mouth both wide as he worked back and forth on the thick dick.
The shower water turned off, the dripping sound echoing from the tiled
shower wall. Joe pulled him up into a kiss, half-drying their bodies off
and moving them back into the guest room, settling his long frame into a
chair with his legs spread wide, Justin resting on his knees to continue
servicing this gifted manhood in his mouth. That bear-paw of a hand rested
on his scalp, stroking his hair and guiding his head up and down.
"Sorry about the foot thing earlier."
"Hmmmph?" The questioned sound was muffled, as Timberlake's mouth was
stuffed full.
"When I put my foot on the back of your head, fucking you from behind. I
got carried away." The memory rolled into Justin's mind, which was working
slower than usual, still hazy from lust and a lack of sleep. He recalled
being on his hands and knees, Joe's foot hitting his shoulder and pushing
his upper torso down against the mattress, sliding up to rest against the
back of his head. His cheeks burned, blushing as he recalled turning his
face and licking at the bottom of Joe's foot, sucking on his toes,
worshipping his foot. The memory seemed like it had happened to someone
else.
He pulled off, sucking his spit from the meaty cockhead. "It's okay." His
lips parted to encircle Manganiello's shaft, gliding up and down. Before
long, he felt the long veiny cock swell and throb, depositing more of Joe's
DNA into Justin's body, joining the earlier load that had also gone into
his stomach. Impossibly, he found that his own dick was hard. Joe pulled
Justin up into his lap, facing away, caressing the singer's body as he
stroked his cock, murmuring sweet affectionate comments, his thumb swiping
over the head again and again, the fingers of his other hand pressing into
the space between Justin's legs, right behind his balls. Right as Justin
was about to lose it, Joe grasped his rod by the base of his shaft and
pointed it downward as he spilled his juices, a scant amount of cum
splattering onto the floor.
Wiping it up with a towel, Joe winked as he headed for the door. "Be right
back - I'll go get our clothes."
"Oh." Timberlake blinked, recalling that Joe was married. His eyebrows
scrunched down, confused and a little concerned. 'Where's his wife...?' His
head tilted to the side, trying to peer around the door.
"Ah, that's sweet." Joe picked up their clothes, nicely folded and resting
in a stack just outside the guest room door. He closed it most of the way,
handing Justin his clothes as he set his own aside on the bed. Fingers
plucked the pair of underwear from the top of the pile. "Do you mind if
I...?"
"Um, go ahead." Justin watched as Joe pulled on Timberlake's boxer-briefs.
They were a size too small, making the large bulge in between Joe's legs
appear even bigger, almost obscenely so. The corner of Justin's mouth
tugged in a small grin. 'If he gets hard...fuck, somehow, after all
that...he'd probably bust those things apart.' The imagined sight popped
into his mind, causing his grin to grow even further. The tingling feeling
in his own crotch caused him to shake his head, driving away the lustful
vision as he finished getting dressed.
He stepped quietly through the living room, not wanting to wake Joe's
family.
"Hey, hon."
Justin stared, wide-eyed, as Joe leaned forward and gave his wife a kiss on
the cheek.
"Do you guys want some coffee? You look...sleepy." Sofía had an
amused smile, like the cat who caught the canary. Justin felt his cheeks
burning bright again, embarrassed to be caught by Joe's wife after an
entire night together. "Or I can make breakfast. I'm sure you've worked up
an appetite." Her eyes darted down Justin's body and back up, lips pursed
as if she were holding back a small laugh.
"Just coffee'd be great."
Timberlake stood still, numb with surprise as Sofía brought them
each a full cup. "Cream?" The way she said the word, there was an unspoken
joke dancing within the question, a knowing glance that was aware that
their guest had already had some cream, just of another sort. Justin's
brain popped up the mental image of Joe stroking his large cock, shooting a
load into a cup of coffee. He swallowed hard and blinked quickly, pushing
away the thought. It felt surreal, standing there, his ass stinging,
freshly fucked raw by this man standing there in another man's underwear,
talking to his wife, as if they were having a normal Sunday brunch.
Justin chugged down his coffee, waiting for a natural break in their
conversation to say good-bye, feeling absurd as he thanked Sofía for
the coffee...and catching himself before he thanked Joe for...last night.
"The party was a blast. We should hang out again sometime." Justin's mouth
went dry as his hole twitched. The idea sounded both highly appealing
and...somehow he knew that he was not going to get a crack at this stud's
ass. And part of him was perfectly okay with that, content with the idea
being a hole for Manganiello to stuff again and again. He'd have to think
about it, long and hard.
"Yeah, sure, that'd be great!" Timberlake was surprised by the tone of
enthusiasm in his voice. Hugging both of them quickly as he said good-bye,
he left the house and got into his car, pulling out of the driveway and
heading down the street. A couple of blocks later, he pulled over,
grimacing as he shifted on the seat, his sore rear irritated at the
pressure of his body pressing down on it.
Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he pushed past the pain, feeling
a deep satiated sense of pleasure still radiating out from his guts...and
an empty ache that seemed to call for Joe, or someone, to fill him up
again.
Thumbing through his phone, Justin found Nick's name and shot him a
message, seeing if the cute little singer was in town. Moments later, he
got a reply - no, but he'd be back in a few days. Did Justin want to hang
out?
Grinning, Timberlake sent a thumbs-up and devil emoji. The two settled on a
day. Tossing his phone into the passenger seat, Justin pulled back onto the
road and began driving home, thoughts of railing Jone-ass swimming through
his mind.
~ THE END ~
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/brothers-watch-out-for-each-other | Date: Sat, 1 Jul 2023 11:35:46 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: Brothers Watch Out For Each Other This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. Comments can be emailed to: [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com ============================= This story is set in early October 2021 in Surrey, England. Dylan Efron brought the pint glass up to his lips, savoring the taste of the beer as it coursed down his throat. Smacking his lips, he let out a sigh - there were few things as pleasurable as a nice drink after a long day outside. Setting the pint down, he stretched his arms out, letting out a groan. "Your legs sore?" "Oh yeah. That was a damn good hike." His brother, Zac, took a long drink of his own drink, reaching down with his spare hand to massage his meaty leg. He suddenly froze, the muscles of his body visibly tensing as he looked across the room. Off in the distance, Dylan heard the old door of the pub creak as it opened and closed. Glancing over, he watched as a group of guys hooted and hollered as they entered the place, making their way towards a large table. One of the guys waved at the bartender, asking for his usual drink. "Is that...?" Dylan's tilted his head, trying to place a name to the face. "Ohh!" He snapped his fingers, the name coming to mind. "Liam Payne? The guy from that One Direction band?" "Yeah." Zac took another drink, his jaw tightening. "You okay, man?" "I'm good." "Hey, Zac!" The older Efron brother's jaw clenched again, his fingers pressing against his pint glass as the singer sauntered over, a big cheesy grin on his bearded face. The British hunk smacked Zac on the back before reaching over to shake Dylan's hand. "Liam." "Dylan. Nice to meet you." "Zac, old man, you didn't tell me you had a brother." Liam's eyes darted up and down, sizing up Zac's younger brother. Zac opened his mouth, about to say something. Dylan knew his brother and waited for the sarcastic comment that went with the facial expression he was wearing. Instead, Zac closed his mouth, nearly growling as he spoke. "You didn't ask." A dark twinkle danced in Liam's eyes as a memory came back. "Mmm. Well, good to see you again. You two should come hang out with me and the lads. Have a good time." He looked right at Dylan as he spoke. "Maybe." Zac's lips barely parted as he spoke. "Alright mate, have a good one. Hop over." Liam winked at the pair, clapping Zac on the shoulder again before heading back to his table. "So...?" "Long story." "Mmm. I see." Dylan let it go, one eyebrow twitching with curiosity. He picked up their conversation where it'd left off, chatting about the hike that day. As they went over their plans for hitting more of the outdoors the next day, Zac relaxed...until whenever the sound of Liam's laughter filled the room, causing his shoulders to hunch slightly. Dylan knew better to push - Zac would talk about whatever it was when he was ready. As the night went on, the guys at Liam's table peeled off one by one, retiring for the evening. Coming back from the restroom, Dylan saw that Zac had gotten in line at the bar. He watched as Liam got up and got in line behind Zac, trying to strike up another conversation. Whatever they were talking about, it became animated - it was obvious that Zac wanted distance between himself and Payne, a look of relief as he got a pair of drinks and darted back to their table. Setting Dylan's glass down, he lifted his own to his lips and drank...and drank...and drank, chugging the amber fluid in a hurry, still standing up. Setting the glass down, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. "Calling it a night." Zac picked up his stuff, noticing that Dylan hadn't moved. "Staying?" "Yeah, not quite tired yet. I'll catch up with you at the room." "Okay." Zac stalked out of the pub, moving as quickly as possible, ignoring the other table. Dylan waited for a moment...and there it was, Liam waving him over. Suppressing a smirk, he headed over, sitting down and introducing himself to the three guys that were still hanging out. A few drinks later and it was just Liam, his friend Kenny, and Dylan. When Kenny headed to the restroom for a piss, Dylan asked the question that had been on his mind. "So, you and Zac already know each other?" "Yep." Liam took a drink, a small grin visible behind the pint glass. "Any idea why he seemed...off?" The question was met with a nonchalant shrug. "Dunno." Dylan rose one eyebrow, unconvinced. "Well, yeah. It's all on him though, up here." Liam twirled a finger near his temple, like he was mixing up his brain. "You'd have to ask him." "Ha!" The short laugh came out as a bark. "I did." "And." "He wouldn't say anything." That shrug again. Kenny re-emerged from the restroom, saying his good-byes before paying his tab and ducking out...leaving just Dylan and Liam at the table. Liam ran his fingertip around the rim of his glass, that smirk curling up the corner of his mouth. "So..." Dylan waited - with the way that Liam had locked his eyes on the younger Efron brother, he had an idea of what was on the British singer's mind. Which caused him to be surprised by the next words out of Payne's mouth. "How are you enjoying my leftovers?" "Your what?" "Maya." He looked up, those brown eyes a little darker, a stormy gaze crossing his features. "Oh. She's good." "Mmm. Cunt's all stretched out. Enjoy that." Liam reached down, absentmindedly grabbing his crotch, implying that he'd been the cause of the stretch. "Naw man, she's got a good one. Been banging the memories of you out of her." He watched as the smirk turned into a little snarl for just a moment. The conversation didn't improve much from there, descending into taunts about Dylan's relationship with Liam's ex, trying to discern if they were more than just friends (they weren't - Dylan wasn't interested in settling down anytime soon). Efron brushed off the barbed comments, still gently prodding to try and figure out what had gone down between his brother and this guy. "Fuck him." "Huh?" Liam repeated the words...this time with less of a drunk slurring sound. "Fucked 'im." "Zac?" "Mmhmm." That cruel grin resurfaced. "Fucked 'im good. Your brother looooves getting his hole stretched out by a fat piece." Liam's hand wandered to his crotch again. "Yeah he does." Dylan tried not to laugh at the look of surprise on Liam's face. Hell yeah he knew about Zac's bedroom antics. He and Dave Franco weren't exactly quiet when they fooled around, on their own or with friends. And when Dave brought over his boyfriend Felix... Liam's look of surprise turned as his head tilted, a silent question hanging in the air. "No...to what you're thinking. But I know about him and the guys." Was that disappointment in Liam's eyes? Dylan tried not to laugh again. The number of guys who panted at the idea of the two Efron brothers going at it, sweaty, limbs entangled, one of them dicking the other...if he had $100 for every time someone asked or thought about it, he wouldn't have to work ever again. "Anyway. He's got a good piece of ass. Maybe I should hit that again." "Good luck." Liam glowered, realizing that just getting Zac to talk to him would be hard enough, let alone spreading his legs. Moving past the bullshit, the guys' conversation returned to normal, talking about random shit, comparing notes on celebrity life. "Closin' out. Gettin' late." "Good idea. Got a long day tomorrow." The pair rose up, not without difficulty. Dylan felt tipsy from the beers...and he watched as Liam swayed a little, one hand on the table for balance. They made their way to the bar, paying their tabs, Liam bumping into Dylan's side as he fumbled to return his wallet to his pants pocket. Stepping outside, Dylan took a deep breath of the brisk chilly air. "You're not driving, right?" "Naw, man. Got a room nearby. Head home tomorrow. Squinting, Liam tried to focus on Dylan. "You?" "Same. Room nearby." He pointed down the street in the direction of the hotel where he and Zac were staying. "Ah. Nope, that way." Liam pointed in the opposite direction. "Good meet you." He shook Dylan's hand and took a couple of stumbling steps. Shaking his head, Dylan decided he could delay getting to his own place long enough to get Liam to his room safely. Linking his arm through Liam's, the pair supported each other as they walked. "You're not far, are you?" "Naw. Real close." Liam gave Dylan a funny look, like he was trying to figure out what Dylan was up to. Within a few minutes they were at the building where Liam was staying. Dylan mentally let out a sigh of relief - he knew he was bad with directions when he was drinking, so he was glad that "real close" didn't mean a thirty minute walk. He helped Liam up the stairs - with the beers kicking in, he started to wonder who was helping who walk, chuckling quietly. Leaning against the door frame of his room, Liam struggled to fish the key card out of his pants pocket. "Here..." Dylan slid his hand into the pocket, looking for the card. "Mmhmm. Just like your brother, going for that dick." "Fuck you." Dylan laughed, switching hands to search the other pocket. "I'm trying to get your...there." Feeling the piece of plastic, he withdrew his hand, holding up the card. "You *wish*." Winking, Dylan opened the door and nudged Liam inside. "YOU wish." Liam slowly fumbled his shoes off, kicking one of them away near the door, which closed with a heavy thunk behind them. Dylan rolled his eyes, still chuckling. He struggled with the other shoe and then his coat. Efron helped him - when the coat finally came free, Liam rocked back, their bodies coming together, Liam's rear bumping up against Dylan's crotch, sending a happy tingle through his body. He had to admit that the guy seemed to have a nice body... "Bet you're just like your brother." Liam peeled off his shirt, dropping it to the floor as he stumbled further into the room. "Ready to..." His fingers clumsily worked at his belt, until it was finally undone. "...ready to drop to your knees for some dick." Dylan watched, waiting to see if the other man needed help, ready to head back to his own place. "You probably like it just like he does." "Hmm?" One eyebrow rose over a pair of bold blue eyes, curiosity getting the better of him. "On his back, legs in the air, getting plow. Fuck, he can take a cock." Dylan's mind went to the mental picture of Liam over his brother's body, the muscled body working as he thrusted. Shaking his head, Dylan discarded the thought. He'd seen enough of his brother fucking when they tag-teamed Dave and Felix. Liam fumbled his way out of his pants, the fabric clinging to his legs as he stumbled, sitting on the bed and kicking at them until they were off. He stayed there, legs spread, in nothing but underwear, looking at Dylan with heavy eyelids. "You're wearing too many clothes." "Oh, really?" "Mmmhmm." Liam tilted his head, indicating for Dylan to come closer. Wondering where this might go, Dylan stepped over, close enough for Liam to run his hand up and down Efron's leg, murmuring appreciatively as he felt the muscle underneath the other man's pants. "Dude. Too many clothes." Grinning, Dylan shrugged off his jacket, letting it fall to the ground. He waited until Liam rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh before he pulled his shirt off, discarding it as well. "Fuuuck." Liam's eyes went up and down, taking in the sight of Dylan's lean chiseled form. "Still too many clothes?" Dylan took another step forward, his smirk growing as Liam began working at Efron's belt and pants. "Yeah. Too fucking many." Dylan stepped out of his pants as they fell, leaving him in just his boxer-briefs. Running his fingers through Liam's hair, he watched as the hunk mouthed the cotton fabric, lips working against the hard lump underneath...before tugging the waistband of the underwear down, freeing Dylan's cock. It quickly hardened up, filling out to his full seven inches. Wrapping his hand around the back of Liam's head, Efron guided the other man's lips down his pole, petting the scruffy beard as the hunk's cheeks filled up with Efron meat...and then his throat, expertly taking the full length down in one swallow. Liam worked up and down a few times, getting the rod nice and wet, allowing his lips to more quickly glide along the hard shaft, moaning lightly as he tasted precum already flowing out onto his tongue. He pulled back, leaving just the head in his mouth, suckling on it. Looking up, he made eye contact with Dylan, those blue eyes dancing with amusement and lust. "You like the taste of that dick?" "Oh yeah." Liam lapped his tongue at the tip, getting more of the clear nectar before pulling it back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head and swallowing greedily. "You know..." He looked up, finding Dylan's eyes staring down at him. "...your ex does the same thing. You learn that from her?" Before Liam could reply, he felt the hand on the back of his head push down, impaling seven inches of hard dick down his throat. Dylan brought his other hand to the back of Liam's skull, interlacing his fingers to lock his hands together, using his grip to drive the other man's face up and down his pole. Watching the other man swallow his meat caused his cock to become even harder, the sound of his pulse rushing in his ears. "Fuck - you're even better than Maya. Fuuuuuck..." Liam's only response was series of wet-sounding moans, punctuated by slurping as he fought to swallow spit and precum rather than letting it flow out of his mouth. Already, he could feel it splashing against his thighs, a small pool gathering on the floor. "Gluck gluck gluck gluck." As Dylan continued to compare Liam's superior cock-sucking skills to those of the singer's former girlfriend, he felt his own rock hard dick straining against his underwear. Reaching down, he sought to stroke himself...and found his hands stopped by Dylan's. "Naw, man. Focus on this." Dylan brought Liam's hands up, placing them against his hips, giving the hunk something to hold on to. Dylan had made a guess on how Liam would respond - and watched with amusement as the other man complied, fingers digging into Dylan's flesh, pulling at the muscular hips, pulling all seven inches down his throat again and again, his face riding the younger Efron brother's pole rather than being face fucked. Precum was a particular weakness of his...and this stud had it in spades, the taste flooding his mouth as the hard rod leaked copious amounts of man-nectar. The sound of heavy panting and moaning filled the room. Dylan's fingers curled, dragging along Liam's scalp as he let out a loud groan, his furry balls pulling up and twitching as they worked to deposit their heavy load between Liam's lips. The British singer moaned again as he swallowed greedily, lips and jaw working overtime to not spill a single drop...and kept working, even after Efron's orgasm had subsided, seeking to pull out every bit of cum from the spent cock. Anticipating another round, Dylan pulled Liam up to his feet, shoving his tongue where his mouth had been. Payne succumbed to the intense kiss, eyelids fluttering as their lips and tongues danced together. He'd thought Zac was a hot fuck...but this was so much more intense. The memories of the older Efron brother stirred something in his mind, turning over his instincts towards his usual alpha-male bravado. Liam worked to take control of the kiss, managing to bend Dylan back slightly as his tongue became the dominant one, driving against the inside of Efron's mouth, grinning slightly when he pulled a soft whimper out of the other stud. They fell to the bed, a mess of arms and legs, rolling back and forth as they each sought to get on top of the other, a battle of sexual wills. Liam chuckled as Dylan's mouth descended down his neck and chest, relaxing as he lay on his back and watched the other man worship his toned body, content that he was now calling the shots. Dylan looked up, his bright blue eyes wide, eyebrows up in a show of submission as his tongue worked down...down...down...and then those cute lips parted and took in Liam's girthy member. The sound of Dylan gagging was music to Payne's ears, watching the hunk struggle to take down eight and a half very thick inches of meat. Efron managed to get about two-thirds of it down his gullet, cheeks wet as his eyes watered from fighting against his gag reflex. "That's it, you're doing good. You're doing sooooo good." Liam petted Dylan's hair, encouraging him on. Efron pulled off, gasping for air...and then dove down, his tongue lapping against the low-hanging balls in big long strokes. "Oh FUCK!" Liam's eyes closed tight, not catching the change in his new fuck-buddy's expression, lips curling up in a delicious smirk as Dylan found Liam's weak points. Payne squirmed with pleasure on the bed as Efron's tongue explored his large nuts...and then went further, teasing the area between his legs. As Dylan worked back and forth, balls to taint, Liam's chest rose with heavy breaths, until he was panting for air. Panting turned into moaning as Dylan used his hands to drive Liam's thighs up, attacking Payne's hole with his tongue. "GOD DAAAAMN!" Liam's eyes rolled back in his head as Dylan's expert tongue went to work, corkscrewing in and out of his knot, finding and exploiting every pleasurable nerve ending. As Liam moaned like a bitch in heat, Dylan chuckled, amused to find himself eating out the hunk's ass. Most straight guys that were willing to fool around with another guy were content to just get their dick sucked. Dylan Efron knew that if you put in a little extra effort, it paid very rich dividends. Besides, he didn't really count himself as 'straight' any longer. He certainly wasn't gay and he wasn't quite sure if he was bi...he just considered himself sexual. A hole was a hole and he found pleasure in sinking his hard cock into another person - watching and hearing them squeal in pleasure as a response was just even more of a turn-on. His mind spun back to his brother Zac coming out, crying as he unloaded a private part of himself to Dylan, the pair hugging it out as Dylan told Zac that he'd always be there for him, no matter what. Later, he'd watched with amusement as Zac's friend Dave Franco came over, the loud sounds of their sex carrying through the walls of the house they shared, or watching them emerge from the bedroom with just towels around their waists, grabbing some water and food before heading back for another round. Things had turned when Dave had come over one time, expecting to find Zac - but the older brother had been called away for a meeting at the last minute. Dylan and Dave had hung out...and Dylan's curiosity had gotten the better of him. He'd found out that afternoon just *how* good Dave was at sucking dick, spreading his legs on the couch and letting Franco go to town on his rod. They'd both been hooked after that, finding times that Zac was away to get Dylan's cock down Dave's throat. Dylan grinned as he thought about just how much time Franco spent at their place after that, between fucking around with Zac and sucking (and later getting fucked by) Dylan. Hell, he should have just moved in. The day Zac had come home early and caught them by surprise...Dylan's cock began throbbing again as that memory came to mind. Dave was riding his lap and they hadn't heard the door open or close. Zac watched, staring with surprise. When Dylan had finished, Dave had crawled over and stuck his ass up in the air for Zac to go for a round as well - which he did. They'd been tag-teaming and spit-roasting the cutie ever since. The memories brought Dylan's attention back to his current goal, which was now very ready to be fulfilled. Liam had broken out into a light sweat, body writhing on the bed from Dylan's oral efforts. Dylan began spitting into his palm, reaching down to slick his cock up. Quickly and quietly, he slid up until his knees were at Liam's hips, lifting the legs further into the air. With no warning, he pressed his own hips forward, spearing the hole he'd just been reaming with his tongue, watching as Liam cried out in pleasure and pain, making a faint gesture at pushing his hands against Dylan's thighs...while at the same time he instinctively relaxed the muscles of his rear, allowing the stud to more-easily slide inside. "Yeahhhh...." Dylan's lip curled up as he began pumping his hips, slowly drilling Liam's ass, feeling the tight guts grip his pole. "Fuck, even your pussy is better than your old girlfriend's. She's tight...but not this tight." "Fuck you." "No man, I'm fucking *you*." Dylan took hold of Liam's legs and spread them further, increasing the intensity of his pounding to drive home his point. "Yeah, not such a big boy now, are you? Just a big slut for cock. Aren't you?" "Fuck..." "Say it." "Fuck you." Dylan slowed to a stop, his quivering cock resting halfway in Liam's ass. "Say it." He watched as Liam's lips pressed together, irritated before finally parting in order to blurt out the words. "I'm a slut for cock." "See, that wasn't so hard." Dylan pushed all the way back in, getting a happy moan from Liam. "And damn...you actually *are* a big boy. Look at this." Dylan reached down and took hold of Payne's ample meat, waving it around. "That's a big dick. Bet the guys love this." Liam groaned as the firm grip worked up and down his rod. "But not as much as you love *this*." Dylan slammed all the way in, balls slapping against Liam's ass. "Fuuuuuuck!!" "God damn, you're tight. Love that." Dylan settled into a nice rhythm - having already gotten off, he could enjoy the sensations of Liam's guts without worrying about cumming too soon. Payne turned into a sweaty whore under his efforts, moaning and begging for more, no longer caring about trying to be in control - he just wanted Efron to keep doing what he was doing because it felt so damned good. He soon found himself rolled over onto his hands and knees, ass up in the air like a bitch...and ridden like one as Dylan pummeled his hole. Suddenly, Efron stopped. "So...what happened between you and Zac?" "Seriously?" Liam panted, both with eager neediness and surprise that the other man was interrupting sex with a conversation. "Yes, really." Dylan left his cock mostly pulled out, just the head still parked inside Payne's rear, waiting for a response. "He's a little bitch - OW!" Liam recoiled as a meaty swat came down on his rump. "He's my brother. And I asked you a fucking question." "He..." Liam gritted his teeth, irritated as fuck, his mind a mess of hormones, lust, and reluctant to submit all the way. "He got cranky." "No shit. Why?" "I don't know. He just did. You going to fuck me or what?" "I'll start fucking you again when you tell me why he got pissed. Or..." Dylan's hand roamed over Liam's lower back. "Or, I'll just get dressed and leave. It's a little too late for you to find someone else to fuck. So if you want to get off, then you're going to tell me what happened." "Fuck you." "Maybe later," Dylan spat out. 'Fat chance,' he thought to himself. He didn't bottom and he definitely wasn't going to change that for Liam fucking Payne-in-the-ass of One Direction. He rolled his eyes, waiting for the beefy stud to come to his senses. Letting out a low growl, Liam finally relented, the muscles of his shoulders visibly sinking. "He got pissed at me because I left him hanging." "Thought you said you fucked him?" "I did." The shoulders sank a little more. Unseen from Dylan's point of view, the corners of Liam's mouth tugged down with a little bit of regret. "We hooked up, I fucked him really good. Your brother has a great ass, by the way." "Gross. So if you guys had great sex, why was he mad?" "He wanted more." Dylan's eyebrows scrunched together, trying to figure things out. "More...like dating?" "Naw mate, we live too far away for that shit. He's smarter than that. He just wanted more sex." "And?" "I said no. Got dressed and headed out." "Why?" Liam shrugged. "I don't like my bitches getting - OW! Fuck! I don't like my - the guys I hook up with getting all attached and shit." "And that's why he's pissed at you?" "Yeah man, that's it. We fucked, he wanted to fuck some more, and I turned him down and headed out. Maybe I was a bit of a dick 'bout it. Dunno." "Maybe?" He saw Liam slump down a little more. "Okay, was. I was a dick about it. Sorry." "You should tell him that." "He won't let me - fucker - sorry, your brother won't talk to me." Liam edited his sentence before getting another swat. "Alright. I'll talk to him, see if anything comes out of it. Thanks." "Yeah, whateverrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Liam groaned as Dylan rammed back in, balls pressing against his rear. "Fuck!" Dylan returned to action with a vengeance, mostly to get off and just a little bit feeling the urge to get revenge for his brother, partly hate-fucking the singer now. "Arch your back. Yeah, that's it, stick that ass up. Fucking bitch - you're a greedy hole, you know that? God damn your hole is so tiiiiiight. I could fuck your ass all night. And this back..." Dylan's hands roamed Liam's muscular backside, kneading the toned flesh. He continued taunting the Brit as he pounded his ass, watching as Liam ate the words up, seemingly turned on and encouraged by them, putting more of his slutty side on display the more that Dylan went back and forth trash-talking Liam and complimenting him. Dylan pulled out again, landing on his back and pulling Liam on top of him, driving back up to sink his cock in, resting his hands behind his head as he watched the hunk ride his pole. "That's it, show me what you've got." Liam gripped Dylan's chest, working the muscles of his legs into overdrive as he drove himself up and down on the hard cock, needing more, always needing more, his lower lip hanging open as he moaned again and again. Everything went dark and then lights flashed behind Liam's eyelids as his cock exploded, shooting a huge load across Dylan's stomach and chest. He kept cumming and cumming, until he was spent, the muscles of his body finally relaxing as he let out a long happy sigh. "Better hold on." Dylan growled as he slammed his hips up, making Liam's body bounce as he began pounding the living fuck out of the singer, eager to bust a nut a second time that evening. Liam bounced like a rag doll as Dylan pummeled him from below, the veiny member slamming in and out of his hole. His own large, thick cock flopped around, smacking against Dylan's abs and his own. Having blown his load all over Dylan's torso, his dick had softened...but only halfway, still turned on by the ramrod of flesh raking over his prostate and hammering his guts. "Fuuuuck meeeee." He felt a hand push back on his chest. "That's it. Arch your back. Yeah, you love getting railed, don't you?" Liam let out a little moan. The hand lightly smacked his chest. "Yes or no?" "Yeah. I do. I...mmmmmmm" "Knew it. Fucking cocky bad boy attitude...and underneath all that, you're just begging to get bent over and used, aren't you?" "Uh...uh...uh huh." Liam swallowed, finding it hard to speak. Dylan had one hand playing with Liam's nipple, one hand squeezing his ass, and had found a magic angle for thrusting in and out, steamrolling his inner love nut with each stroke. It's like the guy had found most of his buttons all at once. And the dude kept going...and going...and going. Liam blinked, wiping sweat from his brow with the back of his hand, groaning in both pleasure and pain, his ring starting to feel swollen and sore from the non-stop barrage. He glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table, trying to figure out how long they'd been going at it. Problem was that he'd been smashed drunk when they started...and was still fuzzy-headed and had no sense of time. The taste of cum reminded him that Efron had already gotten off. "Fuuuuuuck..." He groaned again, realizing that Dylan had used his throat first so that he could abuse his hole next. Not that Liam was complaining. His fingertips dug into the flesh of Dylan's chest, his toes kneading against the mattress, waves of pleasure rolling through his body. If this was "abuse", he'd gladly get beaten up by this dick every day of the week. His own cock began to stiffen once more, filling out to its full eight and a half inches, the thick piece of meat still smacking back and forth, the sounds more weighty now. Drops of precum flew through the air, disappearing into the floodplain of jizz that he'd left on his new friend's stomach. The pace somehow picked up, impossibly. Liam let out another long moan. He was sure that if he could somehow see from behind, he wouldn't even see a cock rising up and down as it impaled his rear - it was probably just a blur of flesh. He gasped as he was pulled down, his chest against Dylan's. A tongue was shoved into his mouth. He found it with his own, latching on with his lips and sucking on it, opening his mouth further to allow the other man to invade him from both ends, a cock hammering his rear and a tongue snaking down his throat. Dylan's nostrils flared, blasting air against Liam's cheek. Both hands were on his ass, squeezing it and spreading it apart, making him whimper - he fucking loved it when a guy did that. The thrusts became slower and stonger, more determined. He could feel the fleshy nuts shoving up against his ass cheeks each time Dylan slammed inside, harder and harder with each thrust, the American stud making a sound that was half-growl and half-moan. Liam let out another whimper as his entire body convulsed. Despite having just blown a load...'fuck,' he thought, unable to even comprehend how long ago it'd been. Had he been riding Dylan for ten minutes? Thirty? An hour? His eyes rolled back in his head as his cock spewed cum, trapped between their abs, throbbing between their bodies. "Fuck, again?" He could feel Dylan's face pull into a grin, their faces too close together to see clearly. "Having a good time, huh?" "Unnnnnngh.....uh....huh..." Liam didn't have the energy or willpower to try and give any attitude. He nodded as he moaned, freely admitting that the hunk beneath him had topped him physically *and* mentally. "Good. My turn. I like to make sure my bitches get off before I do." One arm slid up and wrapped around Liam's back, holding him in place as Dylan power-fucked him from below. Finally, after what felt like a blissful eternity of being plowed, the hard cock swelled up and began throbbing - Liam moaned, feeling the blasts of cum coat his insides. "Breeding my new little bitch. You like that?" Dylan's grin grew as Liam nodded, his head shaking up and down vigorously. "Good. Your ex always asks me to pull out." Dylan rolled his eyes before bringing them back to laser-focus on Liam's own brown orbs. "Fuck, that's it, milk my cock." He moaned again as Liam flexed his ass, his ring squeezing the hard shaft. "Milk it. Get every drop. Fuck dude..." Dylan nuzzled his face against Liam's neck, a little sign of affection as a reward for Liam's needy nature. "...think I've drained my balls. Both of your holes are little hungry cum dumps." He chuckled as Liam let out a soft moan, happy at being bred by this stud. Dylan pulled out, his half-hard cock flopping down. He rocked his forehead against Liam's, the kisses more tender now that they were both in a post-orgasmic haze. "Mmmmm. You're good." Liam reached down, stroking Dylan's thigh. "Fuck - *you're* good." They rolled over onto their sides, Dylan's torso pressed against Liam's backside, one arm coming around to cradle the Brit's toned chest. "You usually moan that much?" "Not too often, no." He turned his head slightly, looking over his shoulder. "Was it bad?" "No, hell no. Was hot as fuck." Dylan's hand went down to pat Liam's rear before returning up to his chest. "Someone was hungry." Liam grinned. "Maybe some breakfast in bed in the morning?" "Mmmmm. Maybe." The words turned into a murmer...and soon were a soft snore, accompanied by Liam's deep breaths, both men satisfied and spent. ~ ~ ~ ~ Dylan woke up, squinting at the bright sunlight. 'Shit, what time is it?' he thought. The sound of slurping and the feeling of something wet and warm around his cock brought him out of his sleep much more quickly than the sunlight had. Looking down, he saw a tent in the sheets - a tent that was rising up and down. Grinning, he pulled the sheet back, revealing Liam's face, looking cheeky, his hair a mess of bedhead as he bobbed up and down Dylan's rock hard cock. "You know, most people have something like oatmeal for breakfast." Liam pulled off with a wet pop. "Or bananas." He smiled before inhaling Efron's dick again. Dylan closed his eyes, enjoying the blowjob...for just a moment. He placed his thumb at Liam's forehead, gently prying the singer off of his cock, which bobbed in the air, unattended. Liam crawled up, nuzzling Dylan's neck, purring as hands ran down his back, squeezing his butt...and then rolled his body over, off of Dylan, laying Liam out on his back. He grinned, anticipating the other guy getting on top of him for a good morning blowjob...or maybe a hot fuck. He opened his eyes, blinking in surprise when he felt the mattress shift, watching as Dylan got up. The American dug around on the floor, finding his clothes, pulling them on. "You're, um...?" Liam paused, fumbling for words to finish his question. "Yeah. Got shit to do today." Pulling on his shirt and jacket, Dylan looked in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair, trying to look a little less disheveled. "Besides, got what I came for." He looked over at Liam, who was naked and prone on the bed. "Twice." Winking, he worked his feet into his shoes. "See you around?" "Um...sure...?" Liam lay there, dazed, conflicted and confused emotions roiling through his chest. He wasn't sure if he wanted to scream out in anger or frustration...or cry. He felt cheap and used, discarded. And it stung harder, coming on the heels of such an intensely amazing night of sex. He pulled the pillow over his face to muffle the sound of his yell. "Fucking god-damn Efron!!" The cocky look on Dylan's face filled his mind...and then was replaced by Zac's. The disappointed and upset expression the older brother had worn back then, when Liam... "Fuck! FUCK! FUUUUUUCK!!" Liam did cry this time, feeling alone and ashamed, both at being dumped by Dylan and pangs of regret for how he'd treated Dylan's brother. ~ ~ ~ ~ "Morning. Where were you?" Zac looked up from reading his iPad, watching as his brother entered the hotel room still wearing the same clothes he'd had on the night before. "You wouldn't believe it." "Maya?" "Nope." Dylan peeled off his clothes, throwing them into the dirty clothes pile in the corner of the room that they were sharing. "Even better." He jumped onto the bed next to Zac, grinning ear to ear. "Dude!" Zac got a whiff of the musky odor emanating from his brother. "Oh dude, what the fuck? You stink! Get off my bed." He laughed, pushing at Dylan's shoulder. "Want to hear a good story?" "After you shower." "Naw man, this one's too good to wait. I just got back from Liam's." Zac put down the tablet, eyebrows scrunching, confused and curious. "You spent the night at Liam's?" "Yep." The look on Zac's face darkened. How the fuck could his brother go mess around with...*him*...after realizing that Zac hated the guy? "You're an asshole." "Yes I am." The grin grew wider and more devilish. NOW do you want to hear a good story?" "Sure - why the fuck not." Zac was irritated, both at his brother for fooling around with that fucker...and he knew that Dylan was stubborn, so he wasn't getting up until he'd told whatever stupid-ass story he had in mind. His irritation slowly faded as Dylan began telling his tale of the night's encounter. Slowly, the bedsheet tented up, unable to help but be turned on at the idea of Liam fucking Payne getting bent over and plowed...hell, getting bent over and *used*. "What's that?" "Nothing. Keep talking." "Damn - it'd be nice if Dave was here with us." The images of the two brothers tag-teaming Dave Franco caused Dylan's cock to throb in his boxer-briefs. He reached under the pillow - knowing Zac...yep, there it was, a small plastic bottle. Uncapping the lube, he pulled down his underwear and slicked up, stroking his hard cock and tossing the bottle to Zac as he continued his story. He watched with amusement as Zac pushed down the sheets and lubed up his meat, matching Dylan stroke for stroke. They'd started jerking off together during the pandemic. Unable to leave the house, their hormone levels had skyrocketed, getting frustrated at jerking off non-stop. Dylan was used to bagging some pussy or ass at least once a week. Zac was less frequent but still got plenty of his own...and then they were cut off and denied. Dylan had initiated their mutual jerk-off sessions, taking turns pulling up porn on the TV. It'd been fun for awhile...and then he'd dialed things up a bit by... He reached over, taking hold of Zac's cock, noting the way it felt similar to his own but different. His was a little longer, Zac's a little thicker. Zac's had a big vein going down it, Dylan's was more textured with smaller veins etching down the shaft. He continued his story of his time with Liam as Zac reached over and began stroking Dylan. Dylan had kinda freaked out Zac when he'd ordered one of those silicon tubes, putting both their dicks in it from either end, trying to simulate them spit-roasting Dave. Zac would never admit it but the few times that Dylan had put their cocks side by side and slid the sleeve down to wrap around their rods, as if they were DP'ing Dave again...he'd enjoyed it. Fuck, Dylan had gotten off so hard, especially the next time when Zac was the one holding the sleeve, tugging it up and down, stroking them as they thrusted into it together. That's as far as they'd taken it. Hell, that was as far as either of them wanted to take it. He'd seen the Hemsworth Brothers go at it - they'd both been taking turns with Zac until Chris had come up behind his brother Liam and slid in, making a man-sandwich. Dylan's eyes had bugged out - it was wrong but it was hot. He'd stood on the bed and mounted Liam's face, plugging the Australian's throat with his cock while the dude pounded Dylan's brother...while getting anal-reamed by his own brother. He didn't have any interest in fucking around with Zac...but the jerking off together was really hot...and handy when they just wanted to get off. The pace got faster and faster, until Zac began shooting, coating his chest and stomach. Dylan lasted longer - hell, this was his third time getting off. He finally erupted as well, spurting jizz onto his groin. He grabbed a shirt and wiped off, tossing it to Zac, finishing his tale. "You just left him there?" "Yep." "Fuuuuuuck!" "Naw, I'm too tired. If you want, you could probably call him and get some." Dylan laughed as Zac shoved him again. "Not how I meant that." The pair giggled, the mood elevated. "I can't believe you did that to him, for me." "Well...I mean, there were some good side benefits." Dylan waved his deflating cock, the movement shaking cum that flew around, some of it landing on Zac's leg. "Gross!" He wiped it off quickly with his shirt. Dylan laughed, rolling his eyes. As if Zac hadn't used Dylan's cum as lube to fuck Dave and Felix. "Whatever. So, what's the plan for today?" He smiled contentedly as Zac read out their itinerary, glad his brother was the planner of the family. Hot water cascaded down his toned body, the smell of soap filling his senses. He finally finished and stepped out, moving around Zac who was at the sink brushing his teeth. "Damn, took long enough." Dylan pushed Zac's shoulder, chuckling as he grabbed his own stuff to get ready. Zac spat toothpaste into the sink, looking up. "Seriously, thanks for the whole Liam thing. You didn't have to do that." "Hey." Dylan clasped Zac's shoulder, making eye contact through the mirror. "What are brothers for?" 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Date: Sat, 1 Jul 2023 11:35:46 -0500
From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: Brothers Watch Out For Each Other
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This story is set in early October 2021 in Surrey, England.
Dylan Efron brought the pint glass up to his lips, savoring the taste of
the beer as it coursed down his throat. Smacking his lips, he let out a
sigh - there were few things as pleasurable as a nice drink after a long
day outside. Setting the pint down, he stretched his arms out, letting out
a groan. "Your legs sore?"
"Oh yeah. That was a damn good hike." His brother, Zac, took a long drink
of his own drink, reaching down with his spare hand to massage his meaty
leg. He suddenly froze, the muscles of his body visibly tensing as he
looked across the room. Off in the distance, Dylan heard the old door of
the pub creak as it opened and closed. Glancing over, he watched as a group
of guys hooted and hollered as they entered the place, making their way
towards a large table. One of the guys waved at the bartender, asking for
his usual drink.
"Is that...?" Dylan's tilted his head, trying to place a name to the
face. "Ohh!" He snapped his fingers, the name coming to mind. "Liam Payne?
The guy from that One Direction band?"
"Yeah." Zac took another drink, his jaw tightening.
"You okay, man?"
"I'm good."
"Hey, Zac!" The older Efron brother's jaw clenched again, his fingers
pressing against his pint glass as the singer sauntered over, a big cheesy
grin on his bearded face. The British hunk smacked Zac on the back before
reaching over to shake Dylan's hand. "Liam."
"Dylan. Nice to meet you."
"Zac, old man, you didn't tell me you had a brother." Liam's eyes darted up
and down, sizing up Zac's younger brother.
Zac opened his mouth, about to say something. Dylan knew his brother and
waited for the sarcastic comment that went with the facial expression he
was wearing. Instead, Zac closed his mouth, nearly growling as he
spoke. "You didn't ask."
A dark twinkle danced in Liam's eyes as a memory came back. "Mmm. Well,
good to see you again. You two should come hang out with me and the
lads. Have a good time." He looked right at Dylan as he spoke.
"Maybe." Zac's lips barely parted as he spoke.
"Alright mate, have a good one. Hop over." Liam winked at the pair,
clapping Zac on the shoulder again before heading back to his table.
"So...?"
"Long story."
"Mmm. I see." Dylan let it go, one eyebrow twitching with curiosity. He
picked up their conversation where it'd left off, chatting about the hike
that day. As they went over their plans for hitting more of the outdoors
the next day, Zac relaxed...until whenever the sound of Liam's laughter
filled the room, causing his shoulders to hunch slightly. Dylan knew better
to push - Zac would talk about whatever it was when he was ready.
As the night went on, the guys at Liam's table peeled off one by one,
retiring for the evening. Coming back from the restroom, Dylan saw that Zac
had gotten in line at the bar. He watched as Liam got up and got in line
behind Zac, trying to strike up another conversation. Whatever they were
talking about, it became animated - it was obvious that Zac wanted distance
between himself and Payne, a look of relief as he got a pair of drinks and
darted back to their table.
Setting Dylan's glass down, he lifted his own to his lips and drank...and
drank...and drank, chugging the amber fluid in a hurry, still standing
up. Setting the glass down, he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Calling it a night." Zac picked up his stuff, noticing that Dylan hadn't
moved. "Staying?"
"Yeah, not quite tired yet. I'll catch up with you at the room."
"Okay." Zac stalked out of the pub, moving as quickly as possible, ignoring
the other table.
Dylan waited for a moment...and there it was, Liam waving him
over. Suppressing a smirk, he headed over, sitting down and introducing
himself to the three guys that were still hanging out. A few drinks later
and it was just Liam, his friend Kenny, and Dylan. When Kenny headed to the
restroom for a piss, Dylan asked the question that had been on his mind.
"So, you and Zac already know each other?"
"Yep." Liam took a drink, a small grin visible behind the pint glass.
"Any idea why he seemed...off?" The question was met with a nonchalant
shrug.
"Dunno." Dylan rose one eyebrow, unconvinced. "Well, yeah. It's all on him
though, up here." Liam twirled a finger near his temple, like he was mixing
up his brain. "You'd have to ask him."
"Ha!" The short laugh came out as a bark. "I did."
"And."
"He wouldn't say anything." That shrug again.
Kenny re-emerged from the restroom, saying his good-byes before paying his
tab and ducking out...leaving just Dylan and Liam at the table. Liam ran
his fingertip around the rim of his glass, that smirk curling up the corner
of his mouth.
"So..." Dylan waited - with the way that Liam had locked his eyes on the
younger Efron brother, he had an idea of what was on the British singer's
mind. Which caused him to be surprised by the next words out of Payne's
mouth. "How are you enjoying my leftovers?"
"Your what?"
"Maya." He looked up, those brown eyes a little darker, a stormy gaze
crossing his features.
"Oh. She's good."
"Mmm. Cunt's all stretched out. Enjoy that." Liam reached down,
absentmindedly grabbing his crotch, implying that he'd been the cause of
the stretch.
"Naw man, she's got a good one. Been banging the memories of you out of
her." He watched as the smirk turned into a little snarl for just a moment.
The conversation didn't improve much from there, descending into taunts
about Dylan's relationship with Liam's ex, trying to discern if they were
more than just friends (they weren't - Dylan wasn't interested in settling
down anytime soon). Efron brushed off the barbed comments, still gently
prodding to try and figure out what had gone down between his brother and
this guy.
"Fuck him."
"Huh?"
Liam repeated the words...this time with less of a drunk slurring
sound. "Fucked 'im."
"Zac?"
"Mmhmm." That cruel grin resurfaced. "Fucked 'im good. Your brother
looooves getting his hole stretched out by a fat piece." Liam's hand
wandered to his crotch again.
"Yeah he does." Dylan tried not to laugh at the look of surprise on Liam's
face. Hell yeah he knew about Zac's bedroom antics. He and Dave Franco
weren't exactly quiet when they fooled around, on their own or with
friends. And when Dave brought over his boyfriend Felix...
Liam's look of surprise turned as his head tilted, a silent question
hanging in the air.
"No...to what you're thinking. But I know about him and the guys." Was that
disappointment in Liam's eyes? Dylan tried not to laugh again. The number
of guys who panted at the idea of the two Efron brothers going at it,
sweaty, limbs entangled, one of them dicking the other...if he had $100 for
every time someone asked or thought about it, he wouldn't have to work ever
again.
"Anyway. He's got a good piece of ass. Maybe I should hit that again."
"Good luck." Liam glowered, realizing that just getting Zac to talk to him
would be hard enough, let alone spreading his legs. Moving past the
bullshit, the guys' conversation returned to normal, talking about random
shit, comparing notes on celebrity life.
"Closin' out. Gettin' late."
"Good idea. Got a long day tomorrow."
The pair rose up, not without difficulty. Dylan felt tipsy from the
beers...and he watched as Liam swayed a little, one hand on the table for
balance. They made their way to the bar, paying their tabs, Liam bumping
into Dylan's side as he fumbled to return his wallet to his pants pocket.
Stepping outside, Dylan took a deep breath of the brisk chilly air. "You're
not driving, right?"
"Naw, man. Got a room nearby. Head home tomorrow. Squinting, Liam tried to
focus on Dylan. "You?"
"Same. Room nearby." He pointed down the street in the direction of the
hotel where he and Zac were staying.
"Ah. Nope, that way." Liam pointed in the opposite direction. "Good meet
you." He shook Dylan's hand and took a couple of stumbling steps. Shaking
his head, Dylan decided he could delay getting to his own place long enough
to get Liam to his room safely. Linking his arm through Liam's, the pair
supported each other as they walked.
"You're not far, are you?"
"Naw. Real close." Liam gave Dylan a funny look, like he was trying to
figure out what Dylan was up to. Within a few minutes they were at the
building where Liam was staying. Dylan mentally let out a sigh of relief -
he knew he was bad with directions when he was drinking, so he was glad
that "real close" didn't mean a thirty minute walk. He helped Liam up the
stairs - with the beers kicking in, he started to wonder who was helping
who walk, chuckling quietly.
Leaning against the door frame of his room, Liam struggled to fish the key
card out of his pants pocket.
"Here..." Dylan slid his hand into the pocket, looking for the card.
"Mmhmm. Just like your brother, going for that dick."
"Fuck you." Dylan laughed, switching hands to search the other pocket. "I'm
trying to get your...there." Feeling the piece of plastic, he withdrew his
hand, holding up the card. "You *wish*." Winking, Dylan opened the door and
nudged Liam inside.
"YOU wish." Liam slowly fumbled his shoes off, kicking one of them away
near the door, which closed with a heavy thunk behind them. Dylan rolled
his eyes, still chuckling. He struggled with the other shoe and then his
coat. Efron helped him - when the coat finally came free, Liam rocked back,
their bodies coming together, Liam's rear bumping up against Dylan's
crotch, sending a happy tingle through his body. He had to admit that the
guy seemed to have a nice body...
"Bet you're just like your brother." Liam peeled off his shirt, dropping it
to the floor as he stumbled further into the room. "Ready to..." His
fingers clumsily worked at his belt, until it was finally undone. "...ready
to drop to your knees for some dick." Dylan watched, waiting to see if the
other man needed help, ready to head back to his own place.
"You probably like it just like he does."
"Hmm?" One eyebrow rose over a pair of bold blue eyes, curiosity getting
the better of him.
"On his back, legs in the air, getting plow. Fuck, he can take a cock."
Dylan's mind went to the mental picture of Liam over his brother's body,
the muscled body working as he thrusted. Shaking his head, Dylan discarded
the thought. He'd seen enough of his brother fucking when they tag-teamed
Dave and Felix.
Liam fumbled his way out of his pants, the fabric clinging to his legs as
he stumbled, sitting on the bed and kicking at them until they were off. He
stayed there, legs spread, in nothing but underwear, looking at Dylan with
heavy eyelids.
"You're wearing too many clothes."
"Oh, really?"
"Mmmhmm." Liam tilted his head, indicating for Dylan to come
closer. Wondering where this might go, Dylan stepped over, close enough for
Liam to run his hand up and down Efron's leg, murmuring appreciatively as
he felt the muscle underneath the other man's pants.
"Dude. Too many clothes."
Grinning, Dylan shrugged off his jacket, letting it fall to the ground. He
waited until Liam rolled his eyes with an exasperated sigh before he pulled
his shirt off, discarding it as well.
"Fuuuck." Liam's eyes went up and down, taking in the sight of Dylan's lean
chiseled form.
"Still too many clothes?" Dylan took another step forward, his smirk
growing as Liam began working at Efron's belt and pants.
"Yeah. Too fucking many." Dylan stepped out of his pants as they fell,
leaving him in just his boxer-briefs.
Running his fingers through Liam's hair, he watched as the hunk mouthed the
cotton fabric, lips working against the hard lump underneath...before
tugging the waistband of the underwear down, freeing Dylan's cock. It
quickly hardened up, filling out to his full seven inches.
Wrapping his hand around the back of Liam's head, Efron guided the other
man's lips down his pole, petting the scruffy beard as the hunk's cheeks
filled up with Efron meat...and then his throat, expertly taking the full
length down in one swallow.
Liam worked up and down a few times, getting the rod nice and wet, allowing
his lips to more quickly glide along the hard shaft, moaning lightly as he
tasted precum already flowing out onto his tongue.
He pulled back, leaving just the head in his mouth, suckling on it. Looking
up, he made eye contact with Dylan, those blue eyes dancing with amusement
and lust.
"You like the taste of that dick?"
"Oh yeah." Liam lapped his tongue at the tip, getting more of the clear
nectar before pulling it back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around
the head and swallowing greedily.
"You know..." He looked up, finding Dylan's eyes staring down at
him. "...your ex does the same thing. You learn that from her?" Before Liam
could reply, he felt the hand on the back of his head push down, impaling
seven inches of hard dick down his throat.
Dylan brought his other hand to the back of Liam's skull, interlacing his
fingers to lock his hands together, using his grip to drive the other man's
face up and down his pole. Watching the other man swallow his meat caused
his cock to become even harder, the sound of his pulse rushing in his ears.
"Fuck - you're even better than Maya. Fuuuuuck..."
Liam's only response was series of wet-sounding moans, punctuated by
slurping as he fought to swallow spit and precum rather than letting it
flow out of his mouth. Already, he could feel it splashing against his
thighs, a small pool gathering on the floor.
"Gluck gluck gluck gluck." As Dylan continued to compare Liam's superior
cock-sucking skills to those of the singer's former girlfriend, he felt his
own rock hard dick straining against his underwear. Reaching down, he
sought to stroke himself...and found his hands stopped by Dylan's.
"Naw, man. Focus on this." Dylan brought Liam's hands up, placing them
against his hips, giving the hunk something to hold on to. Dylan had made a
guess on how Liam would respond - and watched with amusement as the other
man complied, fingers digging into Dylan's flesh, pulling at the muscular
hips, pulling all seven inches down his throat again and again, his face
riding the younger Efron brother's pole rather than being face
fucked. Precum was a particular weakness of his...and this stud had it in
spades, the taste flooding his mouth as the hard rod leaked copious amounts
of man-nectar. The sound of heavy panting and moaning filled the room.
Dylan's fingers curled, dragging along Liam's scalp as he let out a loud
groan, his furry balls pulling up and twitching as they worked to deposit
their heavy load between Liam's lips. The British singer moaned again as he
swallowed greedily, lips and jaw working overtime to not spill a single
drop...and kept working, even after Efron's orgasm had subsided, seeking to
pull out every bit of cum from the spent cock.
Anticipating another round, Dylan pulled Liam up to his feet, shoving his
tongue where his mouth had been. Payne succumbed to the intense kiss,
eyelids fluttering as their lips and tongues danced together. He'd thought
Zac was a hot fuck...but this was so much more intense.
The memories of the older Efron brother stirred something in his mind,
turning over his instincts towards his usual alpha-male bravado. Liam
worked to take control of the kiss, managing to bend Dylan back slightly as
his tongue became the dominant one, driving against the inside of Efron's
mouth, grinning slightly when he pulled a soft whimper out of the other
stud.
They fell to the bed, a mess of arms and legs, rolling back and forth as
they each sought to get on top of the other, a battle of sexual wills. Liam
chuckled as Dylan's mouth descended down his neck and chest, relaxing as he
lay on his back and watched the other man worship his toned body, content
that he was now calling the shots.
Dylan looked up, his bright blue eyes wide, eyebrows up in a show of
submission as his tongue worked down...down...down...and then those cute
lips parted and took in Liam's girthy member. The sound of Dylan gagging
was music to Payne's ears, watching the hunk struggle to take down eight
and a half very thick inches of meat. Efron managed to get about two-thirds
of it down his gullet, cheeks wet as his eyes watered from fighting against
his gag reflex.
"That's it, you're doing good. You're doing sooooo good." Liam petted
Dylan's hair, encouraging him on. Efron pulled off, gasping for air...and
then dove down, his tongue lapping against the low-hanging balls in big
long strokes.
"Oh FUCK!" Liam's eyes closed tight, not catching the change in his new
fuck-buddy's expression, lips curling up in a delicious smirk as Dylan
found Liam's weak points. Payne squirmed with pleasure on the bed as
Efron's tongue explored his large nuts...and then went further, teasing the
area between his legs.
As Dylan worked back and forth, balls to taint, Liam's chest rose with
heavy breaths, until he was panting for air.
Panting turned into moaning as Dylan used his hands to drive Liam's thighs
up, attacking Payne's hole with his tongue.
"GOD DAAAAMN!" Liam's eyes rolled back in his head as Dylan's expert tongue
went to work, corkscrewing in and out of his knot, finding and exploiting
every pleasurable nerve ending.
As Liam moaned like a bitch in heat, Dylan chuckled, amused to find himself
eating out the hunk's ass. Most straight guys that were willing to fool
around with another guy were content to just get their dick sucked. Dylan
Efron knew that if you put in a little extra effort, it paid very rich
dividends. Besides, he didn't really count himself as 'straight' any
longer. He certainly wasn't gay and he wasn't quite sure if he was bi...he
just considered himself sexual. A hole was a hole and he found pleasure in
sinking his hard cock into another person - watching and hearing them
squeal in pleasure as a response was just even more of a turn-on.
His mind spun back to his brother Zac coming out, crying as he unloaded a
private part of himself to Dylan, the pair hugging it out as Dylan told Zac
that he'd always be there for him, no matter what. Later, he'd watched with
amusement as Zac's friend Dave Franco came over, the loud sounds of their
sex carrying through the walls of the house they shared, or watching them
emerge from the bedroom with just towels around their waists, grabbing some
water and food before heading back for another round.
Things had turned when Dave had come over one time, expecting to find Zac -
but the older brother had been called away for a meeting at the last
minute. Dylan and Dave had hung out...and Dylan's curiosity had gotten the
better of him. He'd found out that afternoon just *how* good Dave was at
sucking dick, spreading his legs on the couch and letting Franco go to town
on his rod. They'd both been hooked after that, finding times that Zac was
away to get Dylan's cock down Dave's throat. Dylan grinned as he thought
about just how much time Franco spent at their place after that, between
fucking around with Zac and sucking (and later getting fucked by)
Dylan. Hell, he should have just moved in.
The day Zac had come home early and caught them by surprise...Dylan's cock
began throbbing again as that memory came to mind. Dave was riding his lap
and they hadn't heard the door open or close. Zac watched, staring with
surprise. When Dylan had finished, Dave had crawled over and stuck his ass
up in the air for Zac to go for a round as well - which he did. They'd been
tag-teaming and spit-roasting the cutie ever since.
The memories brought Dylan's attention back to his current goal, which was
now very ready to be fulfilled. Liam had broken out into a light sweat,
body writhing on the bed from Dylan's oral efforts.
Dylan began spitting into his palm, reaching down to slick his cock
up. Quickly and quietly, he slid up until his knees were at Liam's hips,
lifting the legs further into the air. With no warning, he pressed his own
hips forward, spearing the hole he'd just been reaming with his tongue,
watching as Liam cried out in pleasure and pain, making a faint gesture at
pushing his hands against Dylan's thighs...while at the same time he
instinctively relaxed the muscles of his rear, allowing the stud to
more-easily slide inside.
"Yeahhhh...." Dylan's lip curled up as he began pumping his hips, slowly
drilling Liam's ass, feeling the tight guts grip his pole. "Fuck, even your
pussy is better than your old girlfriend's. She's tight...but not this
tight."
"Fuck you."
"No man, I'm fucking *you*." Dylan took hold of Liam's legs and spread them
further, increasing the intensity of his pounding to drive home his
point. "Yeah, not such a big boy now, are you? Just a big slut for
cock. Aren't you?"
"Fuck..."
"Say it."
"Fuck you."
Dylan slowed to a stop, his quivering cock resting halfway in Liam's
ass. "Say it." He watched as Liam's lips pressed together, irritated before
finally parting in order to blurt out the words.
"I'm a slut for cock."
"See, that wasn't so hard." Dylan pushed all the way back in, getting a
happy moan from Liam. "And damn...you actually *are* a big boy. Look at
this." Dylan reached down and took hold of Payne's ample meat, waving it
around. "That's a big dick. Bet the guys love this." Liam groaned as the
firm grip worked up and down his rod. "But not as much as you love *this*."
Dylan slammed all the way in, balls slapping against Liam's ass.
"Fuuuuuuck!!"
"God damn, you're tight. Love that." Dylan settled into a nice rhythm -
having already gotten off, he could enjoy the sensations of Liam's guts
without worrying about cumming too soon. Payne turned into a sweaty whore
under his efforts, moaning and begging for more, no longer caring about
trying to be in control - he just wanted Efron to keep doing what he was
doing because it felt so damned good.
He soon found himself rolled over onto his hands and knees, ass up in the
air like a bitch...and ridden like one as Dylan pummeled his hole.
Suddenly, Efron stopped.
"So...what happened between you and Zac?"
"Seriously?" Liam panted, both with eager neediness and surprise that the
other man was interrupting sex with a conversation.
"Yes, really." Dylan left his cock mostly pulled out, just the head still
parked inside Payne's rear, waiting for a response.
"He's a little bitch - OW!" Liam recoiled as a meaty swat came down on his
rump.
"He's my brother. And I asked you a fucking question."
"He..." Liam gritted his teeth, irritated as fuck, his mind a mess of
hormones, lust, and reluctant to submit all the way. "He got cranky."
"No shit. Why?"
"I don't know. He just did. You going to fuck me or what?"
"I'll start fucking you again when you tell me why he got pissed. Or..."
Dylan's hand roamed over Liam's lower back. "Or, I'll just get dressed and
leave. It's a little too late for you to find someone else to fuck. So if
you want to get off, then you're going to tell me what happened."
"Fuck you."
"Maybe later," Dylan spat out. 'Fat chance,' he thought to himself. He
didn't bottom and he definitely wasn't going to change that for Liam
fucking Payne-in-the-ass of One Direction. He rolled his eyes, waiting for
the beefy stud to come to his senses.
Letting out a low growl, Liam finally relented, the muscles of his
shoulders visibly sinking. "He got pissed at me because I left him
hanging."
"Thought you said you fucked him?"
"I did." The shoulders sank a little more. Unseen from Dylan's point of
view, the corners of Liam's mouth tugged down with a little bit of
regret. "We hooked up, I fucked him really good. Your brother has a great
ass, by the way."
"Gross. So if you guys had great sex, why was he mad?"
"He wanted more."
Dylan's eyebrows scrunched together, trying to figure things
out. "More...like dating?"
"Naw mate, we live too far away for that shit. He's smarter than that. He
just wanted more sex."
"And?"
"I said no. Got dressed and headed out."
"Why?"
Liam shrugged. "I don't like my bitches getting - OW! Fuck! I don't like my
- the guys I hook up with getting all attached and shit."
"And that's why he's pissed at you?"
"Yeah man, that's it. We fucked, he wanted to fuck some more, and I turned
him down and headed out. Maybe I was a bit of a dick 'bout it. Dunno."
"Maybe?" He saw Liam slump down a little more.
"Okay, was. I was a dick about it. Sorry."
"You should tell him that."
"He won't let me - fucker - sorry, your brother won't talk to me." Liam
edited his sentence before getting another swat.
"Alright. I'll talk to him, see if anything comes out of it. Thanks."
"Yeah, whateverrrrrrrrrrrrr!" Liam groaned as Dylan rammed back in, balls
pressing against his rear. "Fuck!"
Dylan returned to action with a vengeance, mostly to get off and just a
little bit feeling the urge to get revenge for his brother, partly
hate-fucking the singer now.
"Arch your back. Yeah, that's it, stick that ass up. Fucking bitch - you're
a greedy hole, you know that? God damn your hole is so tiiiiiight. I could
fuck your ass all night. And this back..." Dylan's hands roamed Liam's
muscular backside, kneading the toned flesh. He continued taunting the Brit
as he pounded his ass, watching as Liam ate the words up, seemingly turned
on and encouraged by them, putting more of his slutty side on display the
more that Dylan went back and forth trash-talking Liam and complimenting
him.
Dylan pulled out again, landing on his back and pulling Liam on top of him,
driving back up to sink his cock in, resting his hands behind his head as
he watched the hunk ride his pole. "That's it, show me what you've got."
Liam gripped Dylan's chest, working the muscles of his legs into overdrive
as he drove himself up and down on the hard cock, needing more, always
needing more, his lower lip hanging open as he moaned again and again.
Everything went dark and then lights flashed behind Liam's eyelids as his
cock exploded, shooting a huge load across Dylan's stomach and chest. He
kept cumming and cumming, until he was spent, the muscles of his body
finally relaxing as he let out a long happy sigh.
"Better hold on." Dylan growled as he slammed his hips up, making Liam's
body bounce as he began pounding the living fuck out of the singer, eager
to bust a nut a second time that evening.
Liam bounced like a rag doll as Dylan pummeled him from below, the veiny
member slamming in and out of his hole. His own large, thick cock flopped
around, smacking against Dylan's abs and his own. Having blown his load all
over Dylan's torso, his dick had softened...but only halfway, still turned
on by the ramrod of flesh raking over his prostate and hammering his guts.
"Fuuuuck meeeee." He felt a hand push back on his chest.
"That's it. Arch your back. Yeah, you love getting railed, don't you?" Liam
let out a little moan. The hand lightly smacked his chest. "Yes or no?"
"Yeah. I do. I...mmmmmmm"
"Knew it. Fucking cocky bad boy attitude...and underneath all that, you're
just begging to get bent over and used, aren't you?"
"Uh...uh...uh huh." Liam swallowed, finding it hard to speak. Dylan had one
hand playing with Liam's nipple, one hand squeezing his ass, and had found
a magic angle for thrusting in and out, steamrolling his inner love nut
with each stroke. It's like the guy had found most of his buttons all at
once.
And the dude kept going...and going...and going. Liam blinked, wiping sweat
from his brow with the back of his hand, groaning in both pleasure and
pain, his ring starting to feel swollen and sore from the non-stop
barrage. He glanced at the digital clock on the bedside table, trying to
figure out how long they'd been going at it. Problem was that he'd been
smashed drunk when they started...and was still fuzzy-headed and had no
sense of time.
The taste of cum reminded him that Efron had already gotten off.
"Fuuuuuuck..." He groaned again, realizing that Dylan had used his throat
first so that he could abuse his hole next. Not that Liam was
complaining. His fingertips dug into the flesh of Dylan's chest, his toes
kneading against the mattress, waves of pleasure rolling through his
body. If this was "abuse", he'd gladly get beaten up by this dick every day
of the week.
His own cock began to stiffen once more, filling out to its full eight and
a half inches, the thick piece of meat still smacking back and forth, the
sounds more weighty now. Drops of precum flew through the air, disappearing
into the floodplain of jizz that he'd left on his new friend's stomach.
The pace somehow picked up, impossibly. Liam let out another long moan. He
was sure that if he could somehow see from behind, he wouldn't even see a
cock rising up and down as it impaled his rear - it was probably just a
blur of flesh.
He gasped as he was pulled down, his chest against Dylan's. A tongue was
shoved into his mouth. He found it with his own, latching on with his lips
and sucking on it, opening his mouth further to allow the other man to
invade him from both ends, a cock hammering his rear and a tongue snaking
down his throat. Dylan's nostrils flared, blasting air against Liam's
cheek. Both hands were on his ass, squeezing it and spreading it apart,
making him whimper - he fucking loved it when a guy did that.
The thrusts became slower and stonger, more determined. He could feel the
fleshy nuts shoving up against his ass cheeks each time Dylan slammed
inside, harder and harder with each thrust, the American stud making a
sound that was half-growl and half-moan.
Liam let out another whimper as his entire body convulsed. Despite having
just blown a load...'fuck,' he thought, unable to even comprehend how long
ago it'd been. Had he been riding Dylan for ten minutes? Thirty? An hour?
His eyes rolled back in his head as his cock spewed cum, trapped between
their abs, throbbing between their bodies.
"Fuck, again?" He could feel Dylan's face pull into a grin, their faces too
close together to see clearly. "Having a good time, huh?"
"Unnnnnngh.....uh....huh..." Liam didn't have the energy or willpower to
try and give any attitude. He nodded as he moaned, freely admitting that
the hunk beneath him had topped him physically *and* mentally.
"Good. My turn. I like to make sure my bitches get off before I do." One
arm slid up and wrapped around Liam's back, holding him in place as Dylan
power-fucked him from below. Finally, after what felt like a blissful
eternity of being plowed, the hard cock swelled up and began throbbing -
Liam moaned, feeling the blasts of cum coat his insides.
"Breeding my new little bitch. You like that?" Dylan's grin grew as Liam
nodded, his head shaking up and down vigorously. "Good. Your ex always asks
me to pull out." Dylan rolled his eyes before bringing them back to
laser-focus on Liam's own brown orbs. "Fuck, that's it, milk my cock." He
moaned again as Liam flexed his ass, his ring squeezing the hard
shaft. "Milk it. Get every drop. Fuck dude..." Dylan nuzzled his face
against Liam's neck, a little sign of affection as a reward for Liam's
needy nature. "...think I've drained my balls. Both of your holes are
little hungry cum dumps." He chuckled as Liam let out a soft moan, happy at
being bred by this stud.
Dylan pulled out, his half-hard cock flopping down. He rocked his forehead
against Liam's, the kisses more tender now that they were both in a
post-orgasmic haze.
"Mmmmm. You're good."
Liam reached down, stroking Dylan's thigh. "Fuck - *you're* good."
They rolled over onto their sides, Dylan's torso pressed against Liam's
backside, one arm coming around to cradle the Brit's toned chest. "You
usually moan that much?"
"Not too often, no." He turned his head slightly, looking over his
shoulder. "Was it bad?"
"No, hell no. Was hot as fuck." Dylan's hand went down to pat Liam's rear
before returning up to his chest. "Someone was hungry."
Liam grinned. "Maybe some breakfast in bed in the morning?"
"Mmmmm. Maybe." The words turned into a murmer...and soon were a soft
snore, accompanied by Liam's deep breaths, both men satisfied and spent.
~ ~ ~ ~
Dylan woke up, squinting at the bright sunlight. 'Shit, what time is it?'
he thought.
The sound of slurping and the feeling of something wet and warm around his
cock brought him out of his sleep much more quickly than the sunlight
had. Looking down, he saw a tent in the sheets - a tent that was rising up
and down. Grinning, he pulled the sheet back, revealing Liam's face,
looking cheeky, his hair a mess of bedhead as he bobbed up and down Dylan's
rock hard cock.
"You know, most people have something like oatmeal for breakfast."
Liam pulled off with a wet pop. "Or bananas." He smiled before inhaling
Efron's dick again.
Dylan closed his eyes, enjoying the blowjob...for just a moment. He placed
his thumb at Liam's forehead, gently prying the singer off of his cock,
which bobbed in the air, unattended.
Liam crawled up, nuzzling Dylan's neck, purring as hands ran down his back,
squeezing his butt...and then rolled his body over, off of Dylan, laying
Liam out on his back. He grinned, anticipating the other guy getting on top
of him for a good morning blowjob...or maybe a hot fuck.
He opened his eyes, blinking in surprise when he felt the mattress shift,
watching as Dylan got up. The American dug around on the floor, finding his
clothes, pulling them on.
"You're, um...?" Liam paused, fumbling for words to finish his question.
"Yeah. Got shit to do today." Pulling on his shirt and jacket, Dylan looked
in the mirror, running his fingers through his hair, trying to look a
little less disheveled. "Besides, got what I came for." He looked over at
Liam, who was naked and prone on the bed. "Twice." Winking, he worked his
feet into his shoes. "See you around?"
"Um...sure...?" Liam lay there, dazed, conflicted and confused emotions
roiling through his chest. He wasn't sure if he wanted to scream out in
anger or frustration...or cry. He felt cheap and used, discarded. And it
stung harder, coming on the heels of such an intensely amazing night of
sex.
He pulled the pillow over his face to muffle the sound of his
yell. "Fucking god-damn Efron!!" The cocky look on Dylan's face filled his
mind...and then was replaced by Zac's. The disappointed and upset
expression the older brother had worn back then, when Liam...
"Fuck! FUCK! FUUUUUUCK!!" Liam did cry this time, feeling alone and
ashamed, both at being dumped by Dylan and pangs of regret for how he'd
treated Dylan's brother.
~ ~ ~ ~
"Morning. Where were you?" Zac looked up from reading his iPad, watching as
his brother entered the hotel room still wearing the same clothes he'd had
on the night before.
"You wouldn't believe it."
"Maya?"
"Nope." Dylan peeled off his clothes, throwing them into the dirty clothes
pile in the corner of the room that they were sharing. "Even better." He
jumped onto the bed next to Zac, grinning ear to ear.
"Dude!" Zac got a whiff of the musky odor emanating from his brother. "Oh
dude, what the fuck? You stink! Get off my bed." He laughed, pushing at
Dylan's shoulder.
"Want to hear a good story?"
"After you shower."
"Naw man, this one's too good to wait. I just got back from Liam's."
Zac put down the tablet, eyebrows scrunching, confused and curious. "You
spent the night at Liam's?"
"Yep."
The look on Zac's face darkened. How the fuck could his brother go mess
around with...*him*...after realizing that Zac hated the guy? "You're an
asshole."
"Yes I am." The grin grew wider and more devilish. NOW do you want to hear
a good story?"
"Sure - why the fuck not." Zac was irritated, both at his brother for
fooling around with that fucker...and he knew that Dylan was stubborn, so
he wasn't getting up until he'd told whatever stupid-ass story he had in
mind.
His irritation slowly faded as Dylan began telling his tale of the night's
encounter. Slowly, the bedsheet tented up, unable to help but be turned on
at the idea of Liam fucking Payne getting bent over and plowed...hell,
getting bent over and *used*.
"What's that?"
"Nothing. Keep talking."
"Damn - it'd be nice if Dave was here with us." The images of the two
brothers tag-teaming Dave Franco caused Dylan's cock to throb in his
boxer-briefs. He reached under the pillow - knowing Zac...yep, there it
was, a small plastic bottle. Uncapping the lube, he pulled down his
underwear and slicked up, stroking his hard cock and tossing the bottle to
Zac as he continued his story. He watched with amusement as Zac pushed down
the sheets and lubed up his meat, matching Dylan stroke for stroke.
They'd started jerking off together during the pandemic. Unable to leave
the house, their hormone levels had skyrocketed, getting frustrated at
jerking off non-stop. Dylan was used to bagging some pussy or ass at least
once a week. Zac was less frequent but still got plenty of his own...and
then they were cut off and denied.
Dylan had initiated their mutual jerk-off sessions, taking turns pulling up
porn on the TV. It'd been fun for awhile...and then he'd dialed things up a
bit by... He reached over, taking hold of Zac's cock, noting the way it
felt similar to his own but different. His was a little longer, Zac's a
little thicker. Zac's had a big vein going down it, Dylan's was more
textured with smaller veins etching down the shaft. He continued his story
of his time with Liam as Zac reached over and began stroking Dylan.
Dylan had kinda freaked out Zac when he'd ordered one of those silicon
tubes, putting both their dicks in it from either end, trying to simulate
them spit-roasting Dave. Zac would never admit it but the few times that
Dylan had put their cocks side by side and slid the sleeve down to wrap
around their rods, as if they were DP'ing Dave again...he'd enjoyed
it. Fuck, Dylan had gotten off so hard, especially the next time when Zac
was the one holding the sleeve, tugging it up and down, stroking them as
they thrusted into it together.
That's as far as they'd taken it. Hell, that was as far as either of them
wanted to take it. He'd seen the Hemsworth Brothers go at it - they'd both
been taking turns with Zac until Chris had come up behind his brother Liam
and slid in, making a man-sandwich. Dylan's eyes had bugged out - it was
wrong but it was hot. He'd stood on the bed and mounted Liam's face,
plugging the Australian's throat with his cock while the dude pounded
Dylan's brother...while getting anal-reamed by his own brother. He didn't
have any interest in fucking around with Zac...but the jerking off together
was really hot...and handy when they just wanted to get off.
The pace got faster and faster, until Zac began shooting, coating his chest
and stomach.
Dylan lasted longer - hell, this was his third time getting off. He finally
erupted as well, spurting jizz onto his groin. He grabbed a shirt and wiped
off, tossing it to Zac, finishing his tale.
"You just left him there?"
"Yep."
"Fuuuuuuck!"
"Naw, I'm too tired. If you want, you could probably call him and get
some." Dylan laughed as Zac shoved him again.
"Not how I meant that." The pair giggled, the mood elevated. "I can't
believe you did that to him, for me."
"Well...I mean, there were some good side benefits." Dylan waved his
deflating cock, the movement shaking cum that flew around, some of it
landing on Zac's leg.
"Gross!" He wiped it off quickly with his shirt.
Dylan laughed, rolling his eyes. As if Zac hadn't used Dylan's cum as lube
to fuck Dave and Felix.
"Whatever. So, what's the plan for today?" He smiled contentedly as Zac
read out their itinerary, glad his brother was the planner of the
family. Hot water cascaded down his toned body, the smell of soap filling
his senses.
He finally finished and stepped out, moving around Zac who was at the sink
brushing his teeth. "Damn, took long enough."
Dylan pushed Zac's shoulder, chuckling as he grabbed his own stuff to get
ready. Zac spat toothpaste into the sink, looking up. "Seriously, thanks
for the whole Liam thing. You didn't have to do that."
"Hey." Dylan clasped Zac's shoulder, making eye contact through the
mirror. "What are brothers for?" The two gave each other a quick hug before
Zac hopped into the shower, eager to get out and start today's adventure
together.
~ THE END ~
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/eat-me-dude | Date: Fri, 30 Jun 2023 16:17:24 -0500 From: Patrick Thomas Subject: Eat Me, Dude This is a fictional story in which sexual activity between consenting adult males is depicted; it is no way based on true events or the sexuality of any of the persons mentioned. If you are underage or it is otherwise illegal to read this story where you live, please stop reading now. Comments can be emailed to: [email protected] Follow me on Instagram @redcheshire or Twitter @redcheshire_fic RedCheshire Website: redcheshire.weebly.com ============================= This story is set in Miami, Florida in April 2021. "Are you *trying* to be noticed?" Jason Momoa looked around again before turning his attention back to Dwayne Johnson. Both of them were wearing a hat and sunglasses, trying to look inconspicuous. Jason felt a little dodgy being in public sometimes, wondering how long he'd have before someone recognized him. He didn't mind if a fan asked for a selfie or autograph, but the damn paparazzi drove him nuts. especially when he was trying to keep a low profile and relax like right now. He shook his head. "Tell me again why we could talk about this at your house?" "Dude, I wanted to get out of the house. Besides, it's the middle of the week, it's not a holiday or summer, and it's only..." He checked his watch. "...11 in the morning. No one's out here." Sticking out one arm, Dwayne moved it slowly from left to right, taking in the view of the beach. He rose his voice a little as he repeated the line, further making his point. "No one's out here!" "Fuck you." Jason chuckled, feeling a little relaxed - Johnson had a good point. And he knew Miami better, so... "It's too early in the morning." The pair laughed. Behind his sunglasses, Momoa's eyes darted down, glancing at the part of his friend's chest that was exposed where his shirt was open. 'Wouldn't mind, actually...' he thought. He shook his head again. He didn't need to pop wood right now - swim shorts didn't do much to hide anything. "Alright, so what's this idea of yours again?" "So I'm making this movie called 'Black Adam', right?" "Yes - everyone knows you're making that movie." Johnson looked up, taking a moment to realize that Jason was joking and not giving him shit. One side of his mouth stretched into a grin as he flipped up his middle finger. "ANYway, it'd be awesome if you popped in as Aquaman at one point." "Oooh - are we gonna fight?" Momoa's eyes twinkled with delight. "Ehhh, not YET, no. Thinking it'd be more of the two of us threatening one another...save the fight for the next movie." "So there'll be a sequel?" Dwayne's eyebrows tugged together as he nodded confidently. "Oh - hell yeah." "Great - what else you got?" "Oh, my man. So I know how you like the old classic comics. You're going to love this." Johnson pulled out his phone and tapped away. "Your costume for Justice League is alright..." He trailed off as he searched. "It's alright?" One of Jason's eyebrows rose up as he pretended to be insulted. "Yeah. It's cool looking but it's all dark and shit. Here..." Dwayne turned his phone to show a mock-up of Jason in a different type of outfit. "Classic Aquaman." He smiled broadly, excited at the idea of working together. Jason's eyebrow rose up further as he looked at the screen. "Um, dude - where's the costume?" "What?" Johnson turned the phone, thinking maybe the screen had locked. "It's...right there." Jason let out a large roar of a laugh. "Right where?" The costume consisted of an orange shirt (flecked with bits of black and gold), dark green boots...and very short dark green shorts. "Duuuude, you using my legs to sell tickets?" Momoa stretched his legs, flexing the mighty muscles of his lower body. "Trying to bring back that classic superhero look. What you've got now is all dark and dreary. Trying to lighten it up." "Well, my legs will get a nice tan during filming that's for sure." "Whatever, they're not that short." "Says you." Jason pointed at Johnson's lower half. His friend was wearing a pair of short square-cut shorts. "Surprised your dick doesn't fall out of those things." "It's called underwear. You've heard of it, right?" "Naw. I like to let the boys breathe." Momoa spread his legs as he folded his arms behind his head. "Just giving you shit. It's a cool costume." 'Might wear that over to Liam's,' he thought. He pictured the younger Hemsworth brother on his hands and knees, rocking back and forth to take Jason's cock. He blinked hard, banishing the thought before...he closed his legs back together as he felt his manhood filling out a bit. Johnson provided some more ideas about the cameo, with Jason giving feedback. Several minutes later, he watched as someone walked by and then slowed down, coming to a stop. Nervously, one of the two women asked if he was really Aquaman. Moments later, he was grinning, his arms around each of the ladies as Dwayne took a photo with their phone. Shaking their hands, he watched as they resumed their walk on the beach. After a reasonable amount of time, he and Johnson packed up and loaded their stuff into the car, returning to Dwayne's house. ~ ~ ~ ~ "I still think it'd be more fun to have a fight scene." "Why?" "Cause it'd be fun to kick your ass on camera." Jason grinned as he leaned back in his chair, still kicking around the idea of the cameo now that they were back at Dwayne's place. "Man, c'mon. DC doesn't do fight scenes, not like the Marvel guys do. They actually have them doing fight choreography. DC's all CGI shit." "And that's EXACTLY why we should have a real fight scene - it'd be something new. Nothing like two powerhouses really going at it and struggling to win." Johnson tilted his head, raising one eyebrow. "Would it *really* be a struggle?" "Huh?" "Cmon. I'd kick your ass. We both know it." "Oh - grandpa's getting feisty!" "Grandpa?? Better watch out. This 'old man' can kick your fish-ass." Momoa pulled down the back of his swim shorts and looked over his shoulder as if expecting the part of his butt that was exposed. "Funny, I don't see any gills." "Har har har. Funny guy. You have a point though - it *would* be a lot of fun. And it'd be great to bring in some of that WWE energy. So let's say we do the fight scene...what's that look like?" Jason leaned in, arms waving enthusiastically as he and Dwayne mapped out what a fight between Aquaman and Black Adam might look like. He struggled to get Dwayne to understand one of the moves he was trying to describe, resulting in the two men getting up and physically acting out the maneuver he had in mind...and then another...and then another. Soon, the pair found themselves wrestling more energetically as they got into it, the testosterone pulsing through their veins as the sun shone down. Before long, they were slick with sweat, making it more difficult to get or keep a grip on another, resulting in loud laughter that filled the large back yard. It also made it harder for Jason to keep his shorts from slipping, the material sliding around. Again and again he reached down to tug his shorts back up. Shaking his head with irritation, he yanked them up one more time...and was met with another burst of laughter from Dwayne. "And *that's* why we wore skimpy little outfits in the WWE." "Fuck me - these fucking things." Momoa growled as he tried re-tying the drawstring more tightly. "Skimpy like that, huh?" He nodded towards Johnson's short shorts. "Ah, no man - more like running around in your underwear. But you don't see my shit falling off, do you?" Winking, Johnson dove towards Jason in another attempt to tackle his friend. The two grappled at each other's bodies...and Momoa gave another frustrated growl as his shorts started slipping again. 'Fuck it,' he thought. He could feel the air on his ass cheeks as his butt was exposed again. With a grunt, he wriggled his hips and felt the fabric slide down his legs, kicking the shorts off to the side. No longer worried about the shorts slipping, he went after Dwayne with renewed vigor, determined to pin him to the ground. Minutes later, he finally had Johnson on his back, his own body cross-ways and forming a t-shape. He turned towards Dwayne's upper body but felt the other man shift - in an attempt to block the escape attempt, Jason moved to his right side instead, using the weight of his upper body to prevent Johnson from kicking his way out...and using his knees to keep his friend's torso pinned down. "Dude, hey, your fucking balls are in my face." Dwayne laughed as he tried to push the Justice League actor off of him. "My balls aren't fucking. They're just hanging there. Like your hopes of winning right now. Just ignore them and calm down." "How am I supposed to ignore..." Dwayne grunted as he managed to push Jason off. The two went back at it...and soon Jason found himself on the defense. He went to grip Johnson' s leg but the sweat on the meaty thigh caused his hand to slip...and he wound up with a handful of Dwayne's johnson. "Hey now, want to buy me dinner first?" Momoa gave a little bit of a squeeze, feeling a bit of firmness in the other man's bulge. "What's this? Thought I told you to calm down." "Fuck you - that's an illegal move. Hey!" Dwayne shouted out in surprise as Jason flipped them once more. Momoa's chest was pressed up against Johnson's back, arms wrapped around him. "Get your balls out of my face. That's an illegal move. Did you bitch this much back in your WWE days?" Jason just got a grunt back in response. Grinning, he pushed his hand down and grabbed Dwayne's crotch again. "Hey man, I asked you a question." He squeezed with a bit of force, causing a different type of grunt to come out of the other man's throat. "Are you..." Jason ran his thumb over the other man's crotch, feeling a lump that was hardening by the second. "Hmm. So you weren't *really* complaining when my balls were in your face, were you?" "Wouldn't you like to know?" That grin grew bigger as Jason's other hand came up and took hold of Dwayne's large pec, his fingers tweaking a nipple. "I would, actually." He took advantage of Dwayne's attention being drawn to his chest and crotch, surprising his friend by flipping the former wrestler onto his back as Jason spun his body around so that his lower half was over Dwayne's face again. He lowered his hips, dragging his balls over Johnson's nose and moth, grinding against his chin. "C'mon man - complain...but that means you'll have to open your mouth." "Mmmmppph." Dwayne struggled to push Momoa off and away but failed. "Look at that - damn, you're almost completely hard. Open up. Ooooopen." Dwayne's mouth burst open - he told himself it was to get a gasp of air...but he knew he was lying to himself as the two hairy orbs pushed their way between his lips. The taste and scent of Momoa's manhood pushed everything out of his mind. Instead of trying to push Jason away, Dwayne's hands slid up and gripped the other man's bare ass, pulling him down further as the Rock began giving a vigorous tongue bath to his friend's nuts. "Oh fuck...yeah, that's it. Fuuuuuuuck, man. Yesssss." Momoa's meat quickly filled out and he tilted his hips back, lining up over seven inches of thick cock with Dwayne's mouth, plunging in. At the same time, he yanked the other man's shorts down, freeing Johnson's cock from its cotton prison...and engulfed it in one swallow, feeling it getting thicker and harder down his throat. The pair ground their bodies together, feeding each other cock. Where laughter had rung across the backyard, the space was now full of moans as they stuffed one another's throats full of dick. It didn't take long for Jason to move around, planting his knees on either side of Dwayne's thick neck, his cock waving heavily over the other man's face. Gripping the base, he pushed down, tapping his tool against his friend's face. "That's it." He chuckled as he watched Dwayne's tongue stick out, catching Momoa's shaft with licks. "Love watching you go for your treat. But...but...you know what *my* favorite is, don't ya buddy?" He scooted forward, resting his ample ballsac against The Rock's lips. It only took a moment for them to open up, pulling in one nut and then the other, giving Jason's balls an intimate tongue bath. Hands gripped at Jason's ass, pulling him in further. "Fuuuuck yeah, man," Jason purred. "Fucking love the way you do that." Left unattended, the meaty manhood wavered in the air. Drops of precum trailed down the veiny shaft, sparkling in the sunlight, making their way down the full length to Dwayne's lips, where they disappeared, one savory drop after another. Soon, Johnson's tongue was spending just as much attention to the base of Jason's girthy manhood as he was to the large balls. Grunting, Momoa moved again - now he was in a plank-sort of position, lining up his cock with...mmmmm, there it was, the hot wet tightness of Dwayne's eagerly sucking mouth. Those broad hands pulled down on the back of Jason's thighs, tugging the thick head further down, sloppy wet sounds coming from below as Dwayne feasted on the large piece of meat. After several minutes of snacking on his friend's dick, Dwayne was ready for more...which he couldn't get down his throat at this angle. Growling, he rolled them both over, laying face down between Momoa's splayed-out legs, quickly hoovering down the thick length until his lips were wrapped around the base of his friend's shaft, pressed against those nuts he enjoyed so much. "Yeah, that's it. Eat that dick." Jason rested on one elebow so that he had a good view, watching as his buddy inhaled the entire length over and over again. "Strutting around like an alpha male, putting on a show...but whip out a dick and you turn into a total damn whore, sucking away like your life depends on it. God DAAAAMN!" Jason's eyes rolled back in his head as Dwayne did that trick with his tongue around the head while shoving one finger up into Momoa's ass, lubed up with sweat and spit. Jason's growls turned into whimpers of pleasure as Dwayne got closer and closer to the edge...and then he was past it, his vision getting blurry as he blasted a load of babies into Johnson's greedy mouth. "Fuck, that's it, eat it...every...fucking...drop...fuuuuuuuuuck!!!" His meat throbbed between Johnson's lips which kept an iron grip around his shaft, fingers working to milk out every last bit of Momoa's man-nectar. The gleam in Dwayne's eyes changed as he moved forward, pushing Jason's legs up as he spat into his palm. Momoa groaned as Johnson's cock, lubed up with a hefty amount of Jason's own cum, pushed into his hair crack, spearing him open. With one thrust, Dwayne had about a third of his dick buried inside, watching as his friend's toes curled and splayed in the air, his thighs twitching. Grunting, he pushed forward, burying another bit of his length. With most guys, he'd pull out, letting them adjust before plunging in further. But Jason wasn't most guys. Wearing nothing but a cocky grin, Dwayne tightened his grip around Momoa's ankles and rammed forward, all the way to the hilt, grinding his balls against his buddy's ass cheeks. "FUUUUUUUCK!" Momoa panted - and at the same time, his legs slid over Dwayne's massive shoulders and down his sides, wrapping around those sexy hips, using his feet to somehow pull Johnson's body in closer. Jason grunted, his fingers digging into the grass as Johnson began pummeling his insides. "Duuuude, your ass never ceases to amaze me. Yessssss!!!" Dwayne hissed as that tight hole squeezed around his shaft, the velvety grip of Jason's insides massaging his dick as it dove in and out. "Mom! Hurry up!" The sound of a patio door opening and closing snapped the pair back to reality. Dwayne pressed his palm over Jason's mouth, slowing his thrusts but not able to stop entirely, even as the sounds of the neighbors splashing into their pool came through the large wooden privacy fence. Staring intensely into Jason's eyes, Dwayne cocked his head towards his own house as he slowly pulled out. Momoa moaned lightly against his friend's hand, the result of feeling suddenly empty. Grabbing their clothes, the pair dashed for the door, making their way inside. Jason didn't make it very far - as soon as they were out of eye sight from the sliding glass door, he was tackled by Dwayne. He rested on his hands and knees on the tiled floor of the dining room as was mounted from behind, a heavy cock finding its way back into his guts. Large hands took hold of Jason's waist and yanked him back...and soon the room was filled with loud grunts, groans, and the smacking of balls against flesh as Dwayne began pounding his friend's hole earnestly. "You like that?" A hand reached down between Jason's legs and found his hard cock bouncing around. "Damn, yeah you do. Getting close, dude." "Don't you dare..." "Fuck you. When...have...I...ever...unghhhhh!!!!" Dwayne slammed his hips forward as he began breeding Jason's hole. His shaft swelled and throbbed, further stretching Momoa's entrance as his cum raced inside. When he was finally spent, Dwayne slumped forward, letting out a long breath. "When have I ever pulled out?" Momoa reached back and patted the thick thigh. "That's what I love about visiting ya, man." Grunting, he crawled forward and stood upright, making his way further into the house. If he was limping a little, neither man said a word. Grinning over his shoulder, he made his way out of the room. Dwayne followed, amused as he noticed his seed trickling down the inside of Jason's thighs as he walked. Up the stairs, down a hallway...Jason dashed forward, leaping onto the bed. Resting against the headboard, he smiled broadly, patting his legs. "Come to papa." "Oh, I'm just supposed to come over there and sit on your dick?" "Uh huh." "You're not going to buy me dinner or even a drink first?" "I already gave you a drink. You swallowed down my milk." "Fuck you." "That's what I'm *trying* to do." Both men laughed as Johnson straddled Momoa's waist, rising up and down, getting a good feel for his friend's hard member rubbing up and down between his cheeks. Grinning confidently, Jason rummaged through the nightstand drawer, retrieving a bottle. Looking at it, one eyebrow went up. "Ooh, the warming kind?" "Yeah. Been trying different ones out." "Well get ready buddy, I'm about to burn your asshole up." "Wait - maybe get..." Dwayne didn't have much time to respond - it only took a moment for Jason to grease up his pole and begin pushing in. "Aww hell!" Dwayne grimaced as he was now on the receiving end of the same assault as he'd given earlier, several inches of man meat relentlessly burrowing their way into his butt. He let out a long sigh of relief, discomfort, and pleasure as he felt his rear settle down against Jason's thighs. Groaning, he rocked back and forth, with bigger movements, until he was truly riding his friend's dick. The lube warmed up, sending a tingle through his insides and up his spine. And then it continued warming up, lighting a fire within his hole, propelled by the friction of Jason's cock against the insides of his anal tunnel. "Aww, fuck. Fuuuuuuuck!!!" The pair broke out into a sweat - partly from lust, partly from their carnal movements...and for Dwayne, partly because his asshole and innards were heating up. He began bouncing up and down vigorously - somehow, that made things better at the same time that they made them worse...plus he was eager as hell to get Jason off. The sooner his buddy came, the sooner he'd be able to soothe the heat inside his own loins. "Getting close." "Thank the gods." "Yeah, you want it?" "Fuck you, I need it." Jason growled in pleasure, mistaking the full reason why Dwayne *needed* him to cum. All he knew was that his dick and his friend's guts both felt amazingly hot. 'Gonna have to buy some of this shit,' he thought as he thrust upward a few more times until his body went rigid, his cock quivering inside Dwayne. Both men howled as Momoa released his load, filling Dwayne up. Johnson panted with relief - it felt like his friend's cum was providing soothing relief, coating his insides and flooding out the heat from the lube. He panted, head rolled back, full of pleasure and solace at last. A thumb rolled across the head of Dwayne's cock, as jason's other hand tweaked at the Rock's nipples. It didn't take long - he knew his buddy very very well - and soon ropes of jizz were streaking across Jason's broad chest. As the pair took in heavy breaths, coming down from the intense high of getting off, their tongues found one another's, wrestling back and forth. They continued making out even as Jason rolled them half over, letting Johnson rest against the mattress, as he reached down and pulled a blanket up over their bodies. Soon, the panting and grunting gave way to light snores, both men exhausted and satiated...and resting for another round of fun. "I know it's not the cream that you prefer..." Jason hummed with delight as he reached over and stuck his fingers into the plastic container, coating them with white fluffy material and smearing it over his sizable member. Dwayne opened his mouth and took in half of his friend's length, moaning happily. "...but you don't seem to mind at all, buddy." "Now *that's* what I call breakfast in bed." Dwayne's eyes slid to his left, looking at the phone that was propped up against a lamp on the bedside table. Pulling off, he licked around the meaty mushroom head that was bumping against his lips. "It's after lunch there, isn't it?" "Good call. If you guys were here, make an afternoon snack out of it. Although looks like you've got more than a snack going on there, mate." Another dollop of whipped cream covered Jason's cock before it disappeared back into Johnson's hungry mouth. When his manhood was sucked clean, Momoa pulled out and reached for a bottle nearby, popping the cap open and tilting it over. Slowly, he created a chocolate glaze across and around Dwayne's lips. Closing the bottle and setting it to the side, Jason leaned down and brought his attention to his friend's mouth. Sticking out his tongue, he very very slowly worked left and right, taking his time to clean the chocolate syrup from Dwayne's lips. Finished, he licked his own lips with a wet smacking sound. "Mmmmm..." Another sound, equally wet, came from the phone's speaker. Glancing over, the two friends saw that a mighty pole in the foreground, lubed up, thick fingers gliding up and down. "Enjoying the show?" Momoa teased their friend. "Very...keep going." "Yes sir." "What the...?" Dwayne chuckled as he looked left. "How do I get him to be this obedient?" "Gotta train him properly." "Ain't nobody training me, dude." Rolling over and onto his back, Jason waved his hand at the tray on the bed, filled with an assortment of food. "Your turn." Johnson pulled himself onto his knees, moving items around on the wooden tray, weighing his options. Smirking, he plucked out a small bottle and pushed Jason's legs apart and squeezed the bottle. Amber fluid drizzled out, making small swirls on the large nuts. Tossing the bottle somewhere off to the side, Johnson dove down, making large smacking noises as he feasted. "What did he...?" The other man's question was answered by Jason lifting up the bottle towards the camera. His mouth hung open, moaning as his eyelids fluttered with pleasure. "Aww, bloody hell, you've got to be kidding me." "Huh?" Jason swallowed - he loved it when The Rock paid attention to his balls. And damned if he wasn't great at it. The other man tilted his head as he shook it. "Honey nut..." "Cheerio!" Momoa grinned as he put his hand on the top of Dwayne's head and thrust up, shoving a nut deeper into his friend's mouth. "You two are..." "Shut up - you love it." "Mmmm, I do." The sound of stroking on the phone became harder and more determined as the other man continued watching. "What's next?" "You're going to love this." Jason rolled Dwayne onto his back and grabbed a small bowl. Holding Johnson's rigid member upright, he slid a shiny yellow ring down its length...followed by another...and another. "Oh, are those?" "Your favorite." "Fuck me..." The other man's voice was hoarse with lust. "Next time. Spear those big hairy buns of yours. Again." "You've got a deal." Bending over, Jason nibbled at the pineapple ring wrapped around Dwayne's cock, making sure that his lips and tongue spent more time devouring his friend's meat than they did working the fruit slices. Johnson's back arched repeatedly, especially when a pair of fingers, slick with spit and precum and juice, slid into his hole. By the time Momoa had made his way halfway down, The Rock was thrashing against the mattress. And the other man was furiously stroking his cock on the phone, thoroughly enjoying the show...and memories of his own foodie adventure with Jason. "I'm...I'm...fuck...fuck...FUUUUUCK!!!!" Jason pinned his thumb against Dwayne's shaft, preventing him from spraying cum. Instead, the white fluid pulsed out of his cock, rolling down over his arrow-shaped head and along the veiny shaft, pooling on top of the last pineapple ring. Soon the ongoing flow of cream had coated the entire ring, dripping over the sides and onto his groin. "Oh fuuuuuuckkkkkk..." Both Dwayne and their watcher groaned as Momoa bared his teeth and very slowly began nibbling at the jizz-covered fruit slice, making a noisy show of it until the entire yellow circle was gone. The Aquaman actor grinned as his tongue lapped at Dwayne's thighs, like a content kitten. "My turn." Jason let out a yelp of surprise as he was flipped over. A metal lid went flying to the side and a cool...something...was smeared into his ass crack. More and more of...something wet...was shoved between his cheeks. He heard a small thud - a jar perhaps - hit the tray and he tried to remember what he'd placed there. His thoughts were obliterated as a tongue began working his ass, devouring...something...and his hole. "Oh fuck. OH FUCK! DAAAMN!" Now it was Momoa arching his back, pushing his ass up to get more of Dwayne's talented mouth, as his friend feasted. "What was...ohhhhh...what...?" A pair of broad hands planted themselves on either side of Jason's shoulders and a foot kicked his legs apart. He pushed his hips up again, meeting Dwayne's member as it punched its way in. "Jelly, I think." The voice on the phone sounded small, the result of the microphone picking up more of his stroking than his commentary. "Jam." Johnson growled as he buried his entire length in one stroke. "Cherry, I think. Been awhile since you've had that, eh Jason?" All three chuckled...and then moaned as Dwayne began fucking his friend with long powerful strokes. After a few minutes, Dwayne pulled himself upright, dragging Jason with him so that Momoa's weight was resting on his shoulders with his legs up in the air. Johnson spread his friend's legs and thrust downward, fucking in a piledriver position so that they could put on a better show for the other man. "Oh hell...guess it's my turn to show off then." Winking, the hunk pushed his own phone back, revealing a dark brown head of hair between his legs. "Can't believe he's been just licking your nuts this entire time." "He's a good boy. Aren't you? Goood boy." The stud ruffled the other man's hair and then slid his hands forward, grabbing a pair of butt cheeks and spreading them for the camera, showing off to Dwayne and Jason. He brought his hands back towards himself, grabbing his meat and slapping it against a stubbled cheek. "You two aren't the only ones who are hungry. You hungry, Richard?" "Uh huh." Madden's mouth opened wide and was rewarded by being stuffed full of dick. A big paw of a hand guided his head up and down, spit escaping his lips and coating the girthy shaft. "Hey Jason, remember when I brought Richard to the set of 'Justice League', so he could meet everyone?" "Oh yeah." Momoa moaned, both at the fucking he was getting and at the memory. "Although I think he was more interested in their meat than meeting them." Now it was Dwayne groaning. "No more bad jokes." He smacked the inside of Jason's thighs. "Oooh - yes sir." "See - just have to know how to train him." Henry Cavill winked at the camera, grinning as Johnson smacked the inside of Momoa's legs again. It was all too much and Johnson got off again, sooner than he expected. Moments later, Jason was behind him, both of them on their knees, making a show for Cavill and Madden. Momoa twisted Dwayne's nipples as he pounded into him from behind. On the phone, they could see that Richard had turned around and was on all fours in front of Cavill, getting stuffed as well. Four sets of groans and moans filled the room, getting faster and louder. "Getting close. Want another snack?" "Always." Dwayne pulled off and got down on his hands and knees, slobbering on Jason's knob, his fingers playing at the other man's large hairy balls. He was rewarded by the sweet-and-salty taste of Momoa's man nectar flooding his mouth, every drop eagerly swallowed down his throat. The pair reclined against the headboard, their fingers playing across each other's bodies as they watched Henry race to finish. Richard had climbed up into his lap, facing each other, his beautiful butt bouncing up and down. Henry's ample cock appeared and disappeared again and again as he pummeled the smaller man's guts. He pulled out and with a roar, coated Madden's furry crack with his seed, letting out a few shots before pushing his meat back inside, breeding the Game of Thrones hunk who clutched the Superman actor's big hairy chest, whimpering with pleasure as his insides got flooded with cum. Thankful that he was in a swivel chair, Henry spun it to the side as Richard leaned back and furiously stroked himself, his hand a blur on the phone's screen. His breath hitched and his eyes squinted tight, the fine muscles of his entire body going rigid as his cock erupted, splattering his juices all over Henry's chest and neck, a couple of the shots streaking across the chiseled features of the bigger man's face. Richard's body relaxed as his orgasm subsided. "Clean it up." The words were soft and gentle even as Cavill's tone of voice left no doubt that it was a command and not a request. Leaning forward, Madden stuck out his tongue and lapped at the edge of Cavill's beard, then slowly dove into the curly hairs of Henry's beard, until his face was clean. A broad hand nudged Richard's head down, prompting him to keep going. Madden complied, taking his time to savor the taste of skin, sweat, and jizz from Henry's chest. "Good boy. Gooooood boy." "Fuck, that's hot." Dwayne murmured into Jason's ear, both of them mesmerized by the scene playing out. "Yeah. Going to have to get Henry to share his toys next time we meet up." "Any more Just-ass League movies planned?" "Haven't heard anything yet, but hope so. If not - just need to make an excuse to make a trip to merry ole' England." "Looks really merry. Really fucking merry." "Mmhmm." "Looks like you two aren't the only ones getting a snack today." Cavill grinned as Richard kept going, taking Cavill's soft but still-ample appendage into his mouth and suckling on it, cleaning it of cum and lube, both men softly moaning with delight. "Keep that up and you might get another round. Although need to save that for Martin's house." "Martin?" Johnson hummed as Jason nuzzled against his friend's neck. "Freeman. Henry's Alpha." "Alpha?" "Long story. And I've got something else that's long that's got my attention right now." Eyes gleaming, Momoa began making his way south, intent on teasing Dwayne's cock until it stiffened again, eager for another ride. With his attention and his tongue focused on Johnson's smooth balls, Jason waved farewell to his co-star and thumbed the red button to end the video call...noting that Henry wasn't paying attention with his face buried between Madden's mounds. Inspired by the sight, Jason pushed up The Rock's legs and buried his tongue into the tight hole, reaching back for the whipped cream container. "Oh fuck, yeah man, eat my hole." "Just your hole?" Jason winked as he smeared the white fluffiness between Dwayne's cheeks. "All of me. Eat me dude, fucking eat me. Oh FUCK yeah!" Dwayne's head rolled back into the pillows as that talented mouth went to work again, his feet pushing against the sheets. He couldn't wait to get Jason on the set of his movie. And maybe Cavill too. His mind started spinning through the various DC actors...picturing them with their clothes off...their legs in the air...his legs in the air...an orgy of heroic proportions. Grinning, his toes curled as he pushed his hips down, riding Momoa's face. "That's it, eat me man...eaaaaat me." ~ THE END ~ ============================= Thanks for reading. If you enjoyed the story, have feedback or want to share ideas, would love to hear from you. 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Date: Fri, 30 Jun 2023 16:17:24 -0500
From: Patrick Thomas <[email protected]>
Subject: Eat Me, Dude
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This story is set in Miami, Florida in April 2021.
"Are you *trying* to be noticed?"
Jason Momoa looked around again before turning his attention back to Dwayne
Johnson. Both of them were wearing a hat and sunglasses, trying to look
inconspicuous. Jason felt a little dodgy being in public sometimes,
wondering how long he'd have before someone recognized him. He didn't mind
if a fan asked for a selfie or autograph, but the damn paparazzi drove him
nuts. especially when he was trying to keep a low profile and relax like
right now. He shook his head.
"Tell me again why we could talk about this at your house?"
"Dude, I wanted to get out of the house. Besides, it's the middle of the
week, it's not a holiday or summer, and it's only..." He checked his
watch. "...11 in the morning. No one's out here." Sticking out one arm,
Dwayne moved it slowly from left to right, taking in the view of the
beach. He rose his voice a little as he repeated the line, further making
his point. "No one's out here!"
"Fuck you." Jason chuckled, feeling a little relaxed - Johnson had a good
point. And he knew Miami better, so...
"It's too early in the morning." The pair laughed. Behind his sunglasses,
Momoa's eyes darted down, glancing at the part of his friend's chest that
was exposed where his shirt was open.
'Wouldn't mind, actually...' he thought. He shook his head again. He didn't
need to pop wood right now - swim shorts didn't do much to hide
anything. "Alright, so what's this idea of yours again?"
"So I'm making this movie called 'Black Adam', right?"
"Yes - everyone knows you're making that movie."
Johnson looked up, taking a moment to realize that Jason was joking and not
giving him shit. One side of his mouth stretched into a grin as he flipped
up his middle finger. "ANYway, it'd be awesome if you popped in as Aquaman
at one point."
"Oooh - are we gonna fight?" Momoa's eyes twinkled with delight.
"Ehhh, not YET, no. Thinking it'd be more of the two of us threatening one
another...save the fight for the next movie."
"So there'll be a sequel?"
Dwayne's eyebrows tugged together as he nodded confidently. "Oh - hell
yeah."
"Great - what else you got?"
"Oh, my man. So I know how you like the old classic comics. You're going to
love this." Johnson pulled out his phone and tapped away. "Your costume for
Justice League is alright..." He trailed off as he searched.
"It's alright?" One of Jason's eyebrows rose up as he pretended to be
insulted.
"Yeah. It's cool looking but it's all dark and shit. Here..." Dwayne turned
his phone to show a mock-up of Jason in a different type of
outfit. "Classic Aquaman." He smiled broadly, excited at the idea of
working together.
Jason's eyebrow rose up further as he looked at the screen. "Um, dude -
where's the costume?"
"What?" Johnson turned the phone, thinking maybe the screen had
locked. "It's...right there."
Jason let out a large roar of a laugh. "Right where?" The costume consisted
of an orange shirt (flecked with bits of black and gold), dark green
boots...and very short dark green shorts. "Duuuude, you using my legs to
sell tickets?" Momoa stretched his legs, flexing the mighty muscles of his
lower body.
"Trying to bring back that classic superhero look. What you've got now is
all dark and dreary. Trying to lighten it up."
"Well, my legs will get a nice tan during filming that's for sure."
"Whatever, they're not that short."
"Says you." Jason pointed at Johnson's lower half. His friend was wearing a
pair of short square-cut shorts. "Surprised your dick doesn't fall out of
those things."
"It's called underwear. You've heard of it, right?"
"Naw. I like to let the boys breathe." Momoa spread his legs as he folded
his arms behind his head. "Just giving you shit. It's a cool costume."
'Might wear that over to Liam's,' he thought. He pictured the younger
Hemsworth brother on his hands and knees, rocking back and forth to take
Jason's cock. He blinked hard, banishing the thought before...he closed his
legs back together as he felt his manhood filling out a bit.
Johnson provided some more ideas about the cameo, with Jason giving
feedback. Several minutes later, he watched as someone walked by and then
slowed down, coming to a stop. Nervously, one of the two women asked if he
was really Aquaman. Moments later, he was grinning, his arms around each of
the ladies as Dwayne took a photo with their phone. Shaking their hands, he
watched as they resumed their walk on the beach. After a reasonable amount
of time, he and Johnson packed up and loaded their stuff into the car,
returning to Dwayne's house.
~ ~ ~ ~
"I still think it'd be more fun to have a fight scene."
"Why?"
"Cause it'd be fun to kick your ass on camera." Jason grinned as he leaned
back in his chair, still kicking around the idea of the cameo now that they
were back at Dwayne's place.
"Man, c'mon. DC doesn't do fight scenes, not like the Marvel guys do. They
actually have them doing fight choreography. DC's all CGI shit."
"And that's EXACTLY why we should have a real fight scene - it'd be
something new. Nothing like two powerhouses really going at it and
struggling to win."
Johnson tilted his head, raising one eyebrow. "Would it *really* be a
struggle?"
"Huh?"
"Cmon. I'd kick your ass. We both know it."
"Oh - grandpa's getting feisty!"
"Grandpa?? Better watch out. This 'old man' can kick your fish-ass."
Momoa pulled down the back of his swim shorts and looked over his shoulder
as if expecting the part of his butt that was exposed. "Funny, I don't see
any gills."
"Har har har. Funny guy. You have a point though - it *would* be a lot of
fun. And it'd be great to bring in some of that WWE energy. So let's say we
do the fight scene...what's that look like?"
Jason leaned in, arms waving enthusiastically as he and Dwayne mapped out
what a fight between Aquaman and Black Adam might look like. He struggled
to get Dwayne to understand one of the moves he was trying to describe,
resulting in the two men getting up and physically acting out the maneuver
he had in mind...and then another...and then another.
Soon, the pair found themselves wrestling more energetically as they got
into it, the testosterone pulsing through their veins as the sun shone
down. Before long, they were slick with sweat, making it more difficult to
get or keep a grip on another, resulting in loud laughter that filled the
large back yard.
It also made it harder for Jason to keep his shorts from slipping, the
material sliding around. Again and again he reached down to tug his shorts
back up. Shaking his head with irritation, he yanked them up one more
time...and was met with another burst of laughter from Dwayne.
"And *that's* why we wore skimpy little outfits in the WWE."
"Fuck me - these fucking things." Momoa growled as he tried re-tying the
drawstring more tightly. "Skimpy like that, huh?" He nodded towards
Johnson's short shorts.
"Ah, no man - more like running around in your underwear. But you don't see
my shit falling off, do you?" Winking, Johnson dove towards Jason in
another attempt to tackle his friend. The two grappled at each other's
bodies...and Momoa gave another frustrated growl as his shorts started
slipping again.
'Fuck it,' he thought. He could feel the air on his ass cheeks as his butt
was exposed again. With a grunt, he wriggled his hips and felt the fabric
slide down his legs, kicking the shorts off to the side. No longer worried
about the shorts slipping, he went after Dwayne with renewed vigor,
determined to pin him to the ground.
Minutes later, he finally had Johnson on his back, his own body cross-ways
and forming a t-shape. He turned towards Dwayne's upper body but felt the
other man shift - in an attempt to block the escape attempt, Jason moved to
his right side instead, using the weight of his upper body to prevent
Johnson from kicking his way out...and using his knees to keep his friend's
torso pinned down.
"Dude, hey, your fucking balls are in my face." Dwayne laughed as he tried
to push the Justice League actor off of him.
"My balls aren't fucking. They're just hanging there. Like your hopes of
winning right now. Just ignore them and calm down."
"How am I supposed to ignore..." Dwayne grunted as he managed to push Jason
off. The two went back at it...and soon Jason found himself on the
defense. He went to grip Johnson' s leg but the sweat on the meaty thigh
caused his hand to slip...and he wound up with a handful of Dwayne's
johnson.
"Hey now, want to buy me dinner first?"
Momoa gave a little bit of a squeeze, feeling a bit of firmness in the
other man's bulge. "What's this? Thought I told you to calm down."
"Fuck you - that's an illegal move. Hey!" Dwayne shouted out in surprise as
Jason flipped them once more. Momoa's chest was pressed up against
Johnson's back, arms wrapped around him.
"Get your balls out of my face. That's an illegal move. Did you bitch this
much back in your WWE days?" Jason just got a grunt back in
response. Grinning, he pushed his hand down and grabbed Dwayne's crotch
again. "Hey man, I asked you a question." He squeezed with a bit of force,
causing a different type of grunt to come out of the other man's
throat. "Are you..." Jason ran his thumb over the other man's crotch,
feeling a lump that was hardening by the second. "Hmm. So you weren't
*really* complaining when my balls were in your face, were you?"
"Wouldn't you like to know?"
That grin grew bigger as Jason's other hand came up and took hold of
Dwayne's large pec, his fingers tweaking a nipple. "I would, actually."
He took advantage of Dwayne's attention being drawn to his chest and
crotch, surprising his friend by flipping the former wrestler onto his back
as Jason spun his body around so that his lower half was over Dwayne's face
again. He lowered his hips, dragging his balls over Johnson's nose and
moth, grinding against his chin. "C'mon man - complain...but that means
you'll have to open your mouth."
"Mmmmppph." Dwayne struggled to push Momoa off and away but failed.
"Look at that - damn, you're almost completely hard. Open up. Ooooopen."
Dwayne's mouth burst open - he told himself it was to get a gasp of
air...but he knew he was lying to himself as the two hairy orbs pushed
their way between his lips. The taste and scent of Momoa's manhood pushed
everything out of his mind. Instead of trying to push Jason away, Dwayne's
hands slid up and gripped the other man's bare ass, pulling him down
further as the Rock began giving a vigorous tongue bath to his friend's
nuts.
"Oh fuck...yeah, that's it. Fuuuuuuuck, man. Yesssss." Momoa's meat quickly
filled out and he tilted his hips back, lining up over seven inches of
thick cock with Dwayne's mouth, plunging in. At the same time, he yanked
the other man's shorts down, freeing Johnson's cock from its cotton
prison...and engulfed it in one swallow, feeling it getting thicker and
harder down his throat. The pair ground their bodies together, feeding each
other cock. Where laughter had rung across the backyard, the space was now
full of moans as they stuffed one another's throats full of dick.
It didn't take long for Jason to move around, planting his knees on either
side of Dwayne's thick neck, his cock waving heavily over the other man's
face. Gripping the base, he pushed down, tapping his tool against his
friend's face.
"That's it." He chuckled as he watched Dwayne's tongue stick out, catching
Momoa's shaft with licks. "Love watching you go for your
treat. But...but...you know what *my* favorite is, don't ya buddy?" He
scooted forward, resting his ample ballsac against The Rock's lips. It only
took a moment for them to open up, pulling in one nut and then the other,
giving Jason's balls an intimate tongue bath. Hands gripped at Jason's ass,
pulling him in further. "Fuuuuck yeah, man," Jason purred. "Fucking love
the way you do that."
Left unattended, the meaty manhood wavered in the air. Drops of precum
trailed down the veiny shaft, sparkling in the sunlight, making their way
down the full length to Dwayne's lips, where they disappeared, one savory
drop after another. Soon, Johnson's tongue was spending just as much
attention to the base of Jason's girthy manhood as he was to the large
balls. Grunting, Momoa moved again - now he was in a plank-sort of
position, lining up his cock with...mmmmm, there it was, the hot wet
tightness of Dwayne's eagerly sucking mouth. Those broad hands pulled down
on the back of Jason's thighs, tugging the thick head further down, sloppy
wet sounds coming from below as Dwayne feasted on the large piece of meat.
After several minutes of snacking on his friend's dick, Dwayne was ready
for more...which he couldn't get down his throat at this angle. Growling,
he rolled them both over, laying face down between Momoa's splayed-out
legs, quickly hoovering down the thick length until his lips were wrapped
around the base of his friend's shaft, pressed against those nuts he
enjoyed so much.
"Yeah, that's it. Eat that dick." Jason rested on one elebow so that he had
a good view, watching as his buddy inhaled the entire length over and over
again. "Strutting around like an alpha male, putting on a show...but whip
out a dick and you turn into a total damn whore, sucking away like your
life depends on it. God DAAAAMN!" Jason's eyes rolled back in his head as
Dwayne did that trick with his tongue around the head while shoving one
finger up into Momoa's ass, lubed up with sweat and spit.
Jason's growls turned into whimpers of pleasure as Dwayne got closer and
closer to the edge...and then he was past it, his vision getting blurry as
he blasted a load of babies into Johnson's greedy mouth. "Fuck, that's it,
eat it...every...fucking...drop...fuuuuuuuuuck!!!" His meat throbbed
between Johnson's lips which kept an iron grip around his shaft, fingers
working to milk out every last bit of Momoa's man-nectar.
The gleam in Dwayne's eyes changed as he moved forward, pushing Jason's
legs up as he spat into his palm. Momoa groaned as Johnson's cock, lubed up
with a hefty amount of Jason's own cum, pushed into his hair crack,
spearing him open. With one thrust, Dwayne had about a third of his dick
buried inside, watching as his friend's toes curled and splayed in the air,
his thighs twitching. Grunting, he pushed forward, burying another bit of
his length. With most guys, he'd pull out, letting them adjust before
plunging in further. But Jason wasn't most guys. Wearing nothing but a
cocky grin, Dwayne tightened his grip around Momoa's ankles and rammed
forward, all the way to the hilt, grinding his balls against his buddy's
ass cheeks.
"FUUUUUUUCK!"
Momoa panted - and at the same time, his legs slid over Dwayne's massive
shoulders and down his sides, wrapping around those sexy hips, using his
feet to somehow pull Johnson's body in closer. Jason grunted, his fingers
digging into the grass as Johnson began pummeling his insides.
"Duuuude, your ass never ceases to amaze me. Yessssss!!!" Dwayne hissed as
that tight hole squeezed around his shaft, the velvety grip of Jason's
insides massaging his dick as it dove in and out.
"Mom! Hurry up!" The sound of a patio door opening and closing snapped the
pair back to reality. Dwayne pressed his palm over Jason's mouth, slowing
his thrusts but not able to stop entirely, even as the sounds of the
neighbors splashing into their pool came through the large wooden privacy
fence. Staring intensely into Jason's eyes, Dwayne cocked his head towards
his own house as he slowly pulled out. Momoa moaned lightly against his
friend's hand, the result of feeling suddenly empty. Grabbing their
clothes, the pair dashed for the door, making their way inside.
Jason didn't make it very far - as soon as they were out of eye sight from
the sliding glass door, he was tackled by Dwayne. He rested on his hands
and knees on the tiled floor of the dining room as was mounted from behind,
a heavy cock finding its way back into his guts. Large hands took hold of
Jason's waist and yanked him back...and soon the room was filled with loud
grunts, groans, and the smacking of balls against flesh as Dwayne began
pounding his friend's hole earnestly.
"You like that?" A hand reached down between Jason's legs and found his
hard cock bouncing around. "Damn, yeah you do. Getting close, dude."
"Don't you dare..."
"Fuck you. When...have...I...ever...unghhhhh!!!!" Dwayne slammed his hips
forward as he began breeding Jason's hole. His shaft swelled and throbbed,
further stretching Momoa's entrance as his cum raced inside. When he was
finally spent, Dwayne slumped forward, letting out a long breath. "When
have I ever pulled out?"
Momoa reached back and patted the thick thigh. "That's what I love about
visiting ya, man." Grunting, he crawled forward and stood upright, making
his way further into the house. If he was limping a little, neither man
said a word. Grinning over his shoulder, he made his way out of the room.
Dwayne followed, amused as he noticed his seed trickling down the inside of
Jason's thighs as he walked. Up the stairs, down a hallway...Jason dashed
forward, leaping onto the bed. Resting against the headboard, he smiled
broadly, patting his legs. "Come to papa."
"Oh, I'm just supposed to come over there and sit on your dick?"
"Uh huh."
"You're not going to buy me dinner or even a drink first?"
"I already gave you a drink. You swallowed down my milk."
"Fuck you."
"That's what I'm *trying* to do." Both men laughed as Johnson straddled
Momoa's waist, rising up and down, getting a good feel for his friend's
hard member rubbing up and down between his cheeks. Grinning confidently,
Jason rummaged through the nightstand drawer, retrieving a bottle. Looking
at it, one eyebrow went up. "Ooh, the warming kind?"
"Yeah. Been trying different ones out."
"Well get ready buddy, I'm about to burn your asshole up."
"Wait - maybe get..." Dwayne didn't have much time to respond - it only
took a moment for Jason to grease up his pole and begin pushing in. "Aww
hell!" Dwayne grimaced as he was now on the receiving end of the same
assault as he'd given earlier, several inches of man meat relentlessly
burrowing their way into his butt. He let out a long sigh of relief,
discomfort, and pleasure as he felt his rear settle down against Jason's
thighs.
Groaning, he rocked back and forth, with bigger movements, until he was
truly riding his friend's dick. The lube warmed up, sending a tingle
through his insides and up his spine. And then it continued warming up,
lighting a fire within his hole, propelled by the friction of Jason's cock
against the insides of his anal tunnel. "Aww, fuck. Fuuuuuuuck!!!" The pair
broke out into a sweat - partly from lust, partly from their carnal
movements...and for Dwayne, partly because his asshole and innards were
heating up. He began bouncing up and down vigorously - somehow, that made
things better at the same time that they made them worse...plus he was
eager as hell to get Jason off. The sooner his buddy came, the sooner he'd
be able to soothe the heat inside his own loins.
"Getting close."
"Thank the gods."
"Yeah, you want it?"
"Fuck you, I need it."
Jason growled in pleasure, mistaking the full reason why Dwayne *needed*
him to cum. All he knew was that his dick and his friend's guts both felt
amazingly hot. 'Gonna have to buy some of this shit,' he thought as he
thrust upward a few more times until his body went rigid, his cock
quivering inside Dwayne.
Both men howled as Momoa released his load, filling Dwayne up. Johnson
panted with relief - it felt like his friend's cum was providing soothing
relief, coating his insides and flooding out the heat from the lube. He
panted, head rolled back, full of pleasure and solace at last.
A thumb rolled across the head of Dwayne's cock, as jason's other hand
tweaked at the Rock's nipples. It didn't take long - he knew his buddy very
very well - and soon ropes of jizz were streaking across Jason's broad
chest.
As the pair took in heavy breaths, coming down from the intense high of
getting off, their tongues found one another's, wrestling back and
forth. They continued making out even as Jason rolled them half over,
letting Johnson rest against the mattress, as he reached down and pulled a
blanket up over their bodies. Soon, the panting and grunting gave way to
light snores, both men exhausted and satiated...and resting for another
round of fun.
"I know it's not the cream that you prefer..." Jason hummed with delight as
he reached over and stuck his fingers into the plastic container, coating
them with white fluffy material and smearing it over his sizable
member. Dwayne opened his mouth and took in half of his friend's length,
moaning happily. "...but you don't seem to mind at all, buddy."
"Now *that's* what I call breakfast in bed." Dwayne's eyes slid to his
left, looking at the phone that was propped up against a lamp on the
bedside table. Pulling off, he licked around the meaty mushroom head that
was bumping against his lips.
"It's after lunch there, isn't it?"
"Good call. If you guys were here, make an afternoon snack out of
it. Although looks like you've got more than a snack going on there, mate."
Another dollop of whipped cream covered Jason's cock before it disappeared
back into Johnson's hungry mouth.
When his manhood was sucked clean, Momoa pulled out and reached for a
bottle nearby, popping the cap open and tilting it over. Slowly, he created
a chocolate glaze across and around Dwayne's lips. Closing the bottle and
setting it to the side, Jason leaned down and brought his attention to his
friend's mouth. Sticking out his tongue, he very very slowly worked left
and right, taking his time to clean the chocolate syrup from Dwayne's
lips. Finished, he licked his own lips with a wet smacking sound.
"Mmmmm..." Another sound, equally wet, came from the phone's
speaker. Glancing over, the two friends saw that a mighty pole in the
foreground, lubed up, thick fingers gliding up and down.
"Enjoying the show?" Momoa teased their friend.
"Very...keep going."
"Yes sir."
"What the...?" Dwayne chuckled as he looked left. "How do I get him to be
this obedient?"
"Gotta train him properly."
"Ain't nobody training me, dude." Rolling over and onto his back, Jason
waved his hand at the tray on the bed, filled with an assortment of
food. "Your turn."
Johnson pulled himself onto his knees, moving items around on the wooden
tray, weighing his options. Smirking, he plucked out a small bottle and
pushed Jason's legs apart and squeezed the bottle. Amber fluid drizzled
out, making small swirls on the large nuts. Tossing the bottle somewhere
off to the side, Johnson dove down, making large smacking noises as he
feasted.
"What did he...?" The other man's question was answered by Jason lifting up
the bottle towards the camera. His mouth hung open, moaning as his eyelids
fluttered with pleasure. "Aww, bloody hell, you've got to be kidding me."
"Huh?" Jason swallowed - he loved it when The Rock paid attention to his
balls. And damned if he wasn't great at it.
The other man tilted his head as he shook it. "Honey nut..."
"Cheerio!" Momoa grinned as he put his hand on the top of Dwayne's head and
thrust up, shoving a nut deeper into his friend's mouth.
"You two are..."
"Shut up - you love it."
"Mmmm, I do." The sound of stroking on the phone became harder and more
determined as the other man continued watching. "What's next?"
"You're going to love this." Jason rolled Dwayne onto his back and grabbed
a small bowl. Holding Johnson's rigid member upright, he slid a shiny
yellow ring down its length...followed by another...and another.
"Oh, are those?"
"Your favorite."
"Fuck me..." The other man's voice was hoarse with lust.
"Next time. Spear those big hairy buns of yours. Again."
"You've got a deal."
Bending over, Jason nibbled at the pineapple ring wrapped around Dwayne's
cock, making sure that his lips and tongue spent more time devouring his
friend's meat than they did working the fruit slices. Johnson's back arched
repeatedly, especially when a pair of fingers, slick with spit and precum
and juice, slid into his hole. By the time Momoa had made his way halfway
down, The Rock was thrashing against the mattress. And the other man was
furiously stroking his cock on the phone, thoroughly enjoying the
show...and memories of his own foodie adventure with Jason.
"I'm...I'm...fuck...fuck...FUUUUUCK!!!!" Jason pinned his thumb against
Dwayne's shaft, preventing him from spraying cum. Instead, the white fluid
pulsed out of his cock, rolling down over his arrow-shaped head and along
the veiny shaft, pooling on top of the last pineapple ring. Soon the
ongoing flow of cream had coated the entire ring, dripping over the sides
and onto his groin.
"Oh fuuuuuuckkkkkk..." Both Dwayne and their watcher groaned as Momoa bared
his teeth and very slowly began nibbling at the jizz-covered fruit slice,
making a noisy show of it until the entire yellow circle was gone. The
Aquaman actor grinned as his tongue lapped at Dwayne's thighs, like a
content kitten.
"My turn."
Jason let out a yelp of surprise as he was flipped over. A metal lid went
flying to the side and a cool...something...was smeared into his ass
crack. More and more of...something wet...was shoved between his cheeks. He
heard a small thud - a jar perhaps - hit the tray and he tried to remember
what he'd placed there. His thoughts were obliterated as a tongue began
working his ass, devouring...something...and his hole. "Oh fuck. OH FUCK!
DAAAMN!" Now it was Momoa arching his back, pushing his ass up to get more
of Dwayne's talented mouth, as his friend feasted.
"What was...ohhhhh...what...?" A pair of broad hands planted themselves on
either side of Jason's shoulders and a foot kicked his legs apart. He
pushed his hips up again, meeting Dwayne's member as it punched its way in.
"Jelly, I think." The voice on the phone sounded small, the result of the
microphone picking up more of his stroking than his commentary.
"Jam." Johnson growled as he buried his entire length in one stroke.
"Cherry, I think. Been awhile since you've had that, eh Jason?"
All three chuckled...and then moaned as Dwayne began fucking his friend
with long powerful strokes.
After a few minutes, Dwayne pulled himself upright, dragging Jason with him
so that Momoa's weight was resting on his shoulders with his legs up in the
air. Johnson spread his friend's legs and thrust downward, fucking in a
piledriver position so that they could put on a better show for the other
man.
"Oh hell...guess it's my turn to show off then." Winking, the hunk pushed
his own phone back, revealing a dark brown head of hair between his legs.
"Can't believe he's been just licking your nuts this entire time."
"He's a good boy. Aren't you? Goood boy." The stud ruffled the other man's
hair and then slid his hands forward, grabbing a pair of butt cheeks and
spreading them for the camera, showing off to Dwayne and Jason. He brought
his hands back towards himself, grabbing his meat and slapping it against a
stubbled cheek. "You two aren't the only ones who are hungry. You hungry,
Richard?"
"Uh huh." Madden's mouth opened wide and was rewarded by being stuffed full
of dick. A big paw of a hand guided his head up and down, spit escaping his
lips and coating the girthy shaft.
"Hey Jason, remember when I brought Richard to the set of 'Justice League',
so he could meet everyone?"
"Oh yeah." Momoa moaned, both at the fucking he was getting and at the
memory. "Although I think he was more interested in their meat than meeting
them."
Now it was Dwayne groaning. "No more bad jokes." He smacked the inside of
Jason's thighs.
"Oooh - yes sir."
"See - just have to know how to train him." Henry Cavill winked at the
camera, grinning as Johnson smacked the inside of Momoa's legs again.
It was all too much and Johnson got off again, sooner than he
expected. Moments later, Jason was behind him, both of them on their knees,
making a show for Cavill and Madden. Momoa twisted Dwayne's nipples as he
pounded into him from behind. On the phone, they could see that Richard had
turned around and was on all fours in front of Cavill, getting stuffed as
well. Four sets of groans and moans filled the room, getting faster and
louder.
"Getting close. Want another snack?"
"Always." Dwayne pulled off and got down on his hands and knees, slobbering
on Jason's knob, his fingers playing at the other man's large hairy
balls. He was rewarded by the sweet-and-salty taste of Momoa's man nectar
flooding his mouth, every drop eagerly swallowed down his throat.
The pair reclined against the headboard, their fingers playing across each
other's bodies as they watched Henry race to finish. Richard had climbed up
into his lap, facing each other, his beautiful butt bouncing up and
down. Henry's ample cock appeared and disappeared again and again as he
pummeled the smaller man's guts. He pulled out and with a roar, coated
Madden's furry crack with his seed, letting out a few shots before pushing
his meat back inside, breeding the Game of Thrones hunk who clutched the
Superman actor's big hairy chest, whimpering with pleasure as his insides
got flooded with cum.
Thankful that he was in a swivel chair, Henry spun it to the side as
Richard leaned back and furiously stroked himself, his hand a blur on the
phone's screen. His breath hitched and his eyes squinted tight, the fine
muscles of his entire body going rigid as his cock erupted, splattering his
juices all over Henry's chest and neck, a couple of the shots streaking
across the chiseled features of the bigger man's face.
Richard's body relaxed as his orgasm subsided. "Clean it up." The words
were soft and gentle even as Cavill's tone of voice left no doubt that it
was a command and not a request. Leaning forward, Madden stuck out his
tongue and lapped at the edge of Cavill's beard, then slowly dove into the
curly hairs of Henry's beard, until his face was clean. A broad hand nudged
Richard's head down, prompting him to keep going.
Madden complied, taking his time to savor the taste of skin, sweat, and
jizz from Henry's chest. "Good boy. Gooooood boy."
"Fuck, that's hot." Dwayne murmured into Jason's ear, both of them
mesmerized by the scene playing out.
"Yeah. Going to have to get Henry to share his toys next time we meet up."
"Any more Just-ass League movies planned?"
"Haven't heard anything yet, but hope so. If not - just need to make an
excuse to make a trip to merry ole' England."
"Looks really merry. Really fucking merry."
"Mmhmm."
"Looks like you two aren't the only ones getting a snack today." Cavill
grinned as Richard kept going, taking Cavill's soft but still-ample
appendage into his mouth and suckling on it, cleaning it of cum and lube,
both men softly moaning with delight. "Keep that up and you might get
another round. Although need to save that for Martin's house."
"Martin?" Johnson hummed as Jason nuzzled against his friend's neck.
"Freeman. Henry's Alpha."
"Alpha?"
"Long story. And I've got something else that's long that's got my
attention right now." Eyes gleaming, Momoa began making his way south,
intent on teasing Dwayne's cock until it stiffened again, eager for another
ride. With his attention and his tongue focused on Johnson's smooth balls,
Jason waved farewell to his co-star and thumbed the red button to end the
video call...noting that Henry wasn't paying attention with his face buried
between Madden's mounds.
Inspired by the sight, Jason pushed up The Rock's legs and buried his
tongue into the tight hole, reaching back for the whipped cream container.
"Oh fuck, yeah man, eat my hole."
"Just your hole?" Jason winked as he smeared the white fluffiness between
Dwayne's cheeks.
"All of me. Eat me dude, fucking eat me. Oh FUCK yeah!" Dwayne's head
rolled back into the pillows as that talented mouth went to work again, his
feet pushing against the sheets.
He couldn't wait to get Jason on the set of his movie. And maybe Cavill
too. His mind started spinning through the various DC actors...picturing
them with their clothes off...their legs in the air...his legs in the
air...an orgy of heroic proportions.
Grinning, his toes curled as he pushed his hips down, riding Momoa's
face. "That's it, eat me man...eaaaaat me."
~ THE END ~
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/teaching-him-to-bottom | Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 21:15:02 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Teaching Him To Bottom This is a fanfiction story with the characters Curtis Ashford (Donnell Turner) and Dex Heller (Evan Hofer). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL ********************************* Dex Heller is at Volonino's gym working out. He's holding some dumbbells working on his biceps. Dex wears a tank top, exposing his pumped biceps when he does the bicep curl. While standing there in his tank top and shorts doing his thing, he has no idea that he's the only one left. From a distance in the hallway, someone is checking Dex out. Dex is listening to some music with his earphones while he does his workout. Having no idea that the stranger is coming closer behind him. Just when Dex is holding the dumbbells up flexing his biceps, the stranger grabs Dex from behind, getting a hand underneath Dex his shirt, feeling him up. Dex is startled. "What the...." Dex feels his abs being felt up and he turns himself around. He's surprised to see Curtis Ashford. "Curtis, what are you doing?" Dex asked, surprised. "I think we need to set things straight." Curtis says with a wink. "What are you talking about?" Dex asks. "Let me make it clearer for you." Curtis starts to explain. "I want to fuck that sweet ass of yours." Dex's eyes widened. "Excuse me?" "Don't make it more difficult as it has to be. I want to fuck that sweet tight ass of yours." Curtis says while rubbing his crotch. Then Dex notices the big boner Curtis is having in his pants. "Dude, I never..." Dex's words trailed off when Curtis laid a finger on his lips. "Ssshhh... I'll teach you how to take dick." Dex can't believe what Curtis wants from him. Then, to his shock, Curtis grabs his crotch and like winning the jackpot, Curtis has right away Dex's dick in a firm grip and strokes it through the shorts. All the testosterone Dex has been building up during his workout makes him easy hard. "What do you say? She'll we go to the lockers to get really started?" Curtis suggests. Dex is stunned. A little while has passed and Dex has no idea how he got himself into this. Dex arrives at the locker room and Curtis makes Dex stand before a bench pushing the blond stud over. In one quick move, Curtis removes Dex his shorts and underwear, pulling them off over Dex his shoes. Curtis proceeds to remove the tank top, leaving the young ripped hunk exposed. Dex can't believe this is happening to him but somehow follows Curtis' direction to bend over the bench. Curtis spreads Dex's ass cheeks and fastly starts to rim Dex's ass before the stud regrets it. Dex moans loudly, feeling his ass getting rimmed for the first time. The moaning of that hot stud turns Curtis on so much that he starts to strip himself down while rimming Dex his ass. Dex notices Curtis stops rimming him and he turns around, seeing the big black hunk removing his shirt revealing his masculine physique to the blond stud. Dex notices Curtis' big hard dick. Curtis sees Dex staring at it. "Get on your knees and give it a good sucking!" Curtis pushes Dex with one hand on his shoulder down to his knees. Dex comes face to face with that huge black python. "Don't be afraid. Just open up and suck at it." Curtis smiles. Dex feels as if there is a lump in his throat. He swallows and then opens his mouth. Curtis, who has a hand on the back of Dex's head, leads the stud closer to his dick till Curtis' dick disappears inside Dex's mouth. "Mmmm yeah.... suck that dick!" Curtis instructs. Dex has his lips tight around that big black cock and starts to suck on it. "Fuck yeah, I knew you would be a great cock sucker!" Curtis teases. Dex ignores Curtis' comment and keeps sucking at that dick. Curtis hangs his head back enjoying the blowjob he's getting from the younger stud. Dex gets so in it that he even lifts Curtis his dick and starts sucking licking Curtis his big heavy balls. "Damn boy! That feels so good." Curtis says with an exciting voice, clearly taken off guard by Dex's action. Curtis feels he's close by that sudden movement that he stops Dex. "Time to fuck that sweet ass of yours!" Dex gets lifted by Curtis to stand up. Then gets spinned around to bend over the bench again. 1 leg up the bench and the other standing. Curtis gets his dick in position behind Dex. He spits down on his dick to give it some extra saliva before he pushes it straight up inside Dex. Dex growls feeling that huge black dick pressing inside and pushed all the way to it's core. "FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" Dex screams out when that dick penetrates him, stretching his sphincter. Sweat covers Dex's body by taking that big black dick inside him. Curtis gives Dex a minute and then starts to fuck the blond stud, speeding it up to a nice pace as he kept fucking. Dex grips onto the bench while Curtis keeps thrusting inside his ass. Curtis feels Dex's ripped body up while he keeps fucking that tight ass. Dex moans loudly. "Fuck man. Please slow down." "No way stud. This ass needs it!" Curtis insist and keeps thrusting in the hard pace he's fucking Dex. Dex's moans fill up the locker room, echoing around. To Dex's surprise, Curtis suddenly takes his dick out. Curtis turns Dex around and flips the blond stud down on the bench. In one quick move, Curtis lifts up Dex's legs and pushes his dick back inside the stud. "FUCK!" Dex screams, feeling that dick coming back inside. Curtis starts to fuck Dex hard right away. Deep hard thrusts make the bench move back and forth. The fucking caused Dex to get hard. With 1 hand Dex starts to stroke himself and with the other Dex holds himself to the bench at the side. "Yeah boy, stroke it and cum for me!" Curtis says excited. Dex clearly has given himself completely to Curtis now. Curtis enjoy the fucking he's giving Dex but knows he can't last long anymore. Luckily Dex is the first to cum. Shooting 6 big spurts of cum on his abs and chest. "Yeah boy. Damn what a load." "Fuck man, that was insane." Dex says. "I'm not through with you yet." Curtis says and gives Dex a few more thrusts till he takes his dick out and strokes himself above Dex. Dex looks up at the big black hunk that just railed him. He can't believe that big dick was just inside him. Curtis moans louder and louder till a big growl comes and Curtis shoots 5 thick spurts of cum on Dex. Mixing his cum with Dex his own spunk that's on him. Curtis catches his breath and looks at Dex. "That was fucking hot man." Dex lays beat on the bench, lost of words catching his breath from the hard fucking he just got. Curtis surprised Dex one more time to bend over and give a big long kiss on Dex's mouth with a teasing moment of biting Dex's lower lip softly. "Can't wait for our next round!" Dex's eyes widened after Curtis' words, seeing the big hunk leaving the locker room. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 21:15:02 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Teaching Him To Bottom
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Curtis Ashford (Donnell
Turner) and Dex Heller (Evan Hofer).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL
*********************************
Dex Heller is at Volonino's gym working out. He's holding some dumbbells
working on his biceps.
Dex wears a tank top, exposing his pumped biceps when he does the bicep
curl.
While standing there in his tank top and shorts doing his thing, he has no
idea that he's the only one left.
From a distance in the hallway, someone is checking Dex out.
Dex is listening to some music with his earphones while he does his
workout. Having no idea that the stranger is coming closer behind him.
Just when Dex is holding the dumbbells up flexing his biceps, the stranger
grabs Dex from behind, getting a hand underneath Dex his shirt, feeling him
up.
Dex is startled. "What the...."
Dex feels his abs being felt up and he turns himself around. He's surprised
to see Curtis Ashford.
"Curtis, what are you doing?" Dex asked, surprised.
"I think we need to set things straight." Curtis says with a wink.
"What are you talking about?" Dex asks.
"Let me make it clearer for you." Curtis starts to explain. "I want to fuck
that sweet ass of yours."
Dex's eyes widened. "Excuse me?"
"Don't make it more difficult as it has to be. I want to fuck that sweet
tight ass of yours." Curtis says while rubbing his crotch.
Then Dex notices the big boner Curtis is having in his pants.
"Dude, I never..." Dex's words trailed off when Curtis laid a finger on his
lips.
"Ssshhh... I'll teach you how to take dick."
Dex can't believe what Curtis wants from him. Then, to his shock, Curtis
grabs his crotch and like winning the jackpot, Curtis has right away Dex's
dick in a firm grip and strokes it through the shorts.
All the testosterone Dex has been building up during his workout makes him
easy hard.
"What do you say? She'll we go to the lockers to get really started?"
Curtis suggests.
Dex is stunned.
A little while has passed and Dex has no idea how he got himself into
this. Dex arrives at the locker room and Curtis makes Dex stand before a
bench pushing the blond stud over.
In one quick move, Curtis removes Dex his shorts and underwear, pulling
them off over Dex his shoes.
Curtis proceeds to remove the tank top, leaving the young ripped hunk
exposed.
Dex can't believe this is happening to him but somehow follows Curtis'
direction to bend over the bench.
Curtis spreads Dex's ass cheeks and fastly starts to rim Dex's ass before
the stud regrets it.
Dex moans loudly, feeling his ass getting rimmed for the first time.
The moaning of that hot stud turns Curtis on so much that he starts to
strip himself down while rimming Dex his ass.
Dex notices Curtis stops rimming him and he turns around, seeing the big
black hunk removing his shirt revealing his masculine physique to the blond
stud.
Dex notices Curtis' big hard dick.
Curtis sees Dex staring at it. "Get on your knees and give it a good
sucking!"
Curtis pushes Dex with one hand on his shoulder down to his knees.
Dex comes face to face with that huge black python.
"Don't be afraid. Just open up and suck at it." Curtis smiles.
Dex feels as if there is a lump in his throat. He swallows and then opens
his mouth.
Curtis, who has a hand on the back of Dex's head, leads the stud closer to
his dick till Curtis' dick disappears inside Dex's mouth.
"Mmmm yeah.... suck that dick!" Curtis instructs.
Dex has his lips tight around that big black cock and starts to suck on it.
"Fuck yeah, I knew you would be a great cock sucker!" Curtis teases.
Dex ignores Curtis' comment and keeps sucking at that dick.
Curtis hangs his head back enjoying the blowjob he's getting from the
younger stud.
Dex gets so in it that he even lifts Curtis his dick and starts sucking
licking Curtis his big heavy balls.
"Damn boy! That feels so good." Curtis says with an exciting voice, clearly
taken off guard by Dex's action.
Curtis feels he's close by that sudden movement that he stops Dex. "Time to
fuck that sweet ass of yours!"
Dex gets lifted by Curtis to stand up. Then gets spinned around to bend
over the bench again. 1 leg up the bench and the other standing.
Curtis gets his dick in position behind Dex. He spits down on his dick to
give it some extra saliva before he pushes it straight up inside Dex.
Dex growls feeling that huge black dick pressing inside and pushed all the
way to it's core.
"FUUUUCCCKKKK!!!" Dex screams out when that dick penetrates him, stretching
his sphincter.
Sweat covers Dex's body by taking that big black dick inside him.
Curtis gives Dex a minute and then starts to fuck the blond stud, speeding
it up to a nice pace as he kept fucking.
Dex grips onto the bench while Curtis keeps thrusting inside his ass.
Curtis feels Dex's ripped body up while he keeps fucking that tight ass.
Dex moans loudly. "Fuck man. Please slow down."
"No way stud. This ass needs it!" Curtis insist and keeps thrusting in the
hard pace he's fucking Dex.
Dex's moans fill up the locker room, echoing around.
To Dex's surprise, Curtis suddenly takes his dick out.
Curtis turns Dex around and flips the blond stud down on the bench.
In one quick move, Curtis lifts up Dex's legs and pushes his dick back
inside the stud.
"FUCK!" Dex screams, feeling that dick coming back inside.
Curtis starts to fuck Dex hard right away.
Deep hard thrusts make the bench move back and forth.
The fucking caused Dex to get hard. With 1 hand Dex starts to stroke
himself and with the other Dex holds himself to the bench at the side.
"Yeah boy, stroke it and cum for me!" Curtis says excited.
Dex clearly has given himself completely to Curtis now.
Curtis enjoy the fucking he's giving Dex but knows he can't last long
anymore.
Luckily Dex is the first to cum. Shooting 6 big spurts of cum on his abs
and chest.
"Yeah boy. Damn what a load."
"Fuck man, that was insane." Dex says.
"I'm not through with you yet." Curtis says and gives Dex a few more
thrusts till he takes his dick out and strokes himself above Dex.
Dex looks up at the big black hunk that just railed him. He can't believe
that big dick was just inside him.
Curtis moans louder and louder till a big growl comes and Curtis shoots 5
thick spurts of cum on Dex. Mixing his cum with Dex his own spunk that's on
him.
Curtis catches his breath and looks at Dex. "That was fucking hot man."
Dex lays beat on the bench, lost of words catching his breath from the hard
fucking he just got.
Curtis surprised Dex one more time to bend over and give a big long kiss on
Dex's mouth with a teasing moment of biting Dex's lower lip softly. "Can't
wait for our next round!"
Dex's eyes widened after Curtis' words, seeing the big hunk leaving the
locker room.
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From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: A Stranger Series of Events
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Previously: Oral Things
With 15 minutes till the anthems, Finn grabbed Noah's arm. "We're just
gonna grab a bite." He waved as they scuttled off. "I might ask Dylan to
come round after, what do you think?" Finn asked, wary that this was
"Finn/Noah" time. "It's like you read my mind." Noah grinned. "Were you
getting an energy off him too?" Finn asked excitedly, "Yeah, I think I
was."
A Stranger Series of Events
"You wanna come back to mine and hang out with us?" Finn beamed nodding to
Noah who joined in the beaming. "Ahh." Dylan replied, looking up at his dad
who nodded. "You guys need a ride back?" Dylan's dad asked. "No, it's cool
I got my car." Finn replied. "Ok, you boys have fun and you, give us a call
in the morning when you want a ride home." "Thanks Dad." Dylan beamed
waving his dad away.
"What did you guys do earlier?" Dylan asked, poking his head between Finn
and Noah as the older actor drove them home. "Just fooled around a bit."
Finn replied without taking his eyes away from the road. "Would you join in
if we did more stuff?" Noah asked excitedly, turning to face Dylan as he
spoke. "Oooh, I dunno..." Dylan started. "Let's get some beer in us and
then you can decide, no pressure, can just watch if you like and if that's
too weird for you, then we won't do anything else like that." Finn
interrupted. "Yeah, no pressure." Noah agreed, offering Dylan a fist
bump. "Course." Dylan smiled, tapping Noah's fist. "You'll have to excuse
Noah; he's been excited to meet you for a while." Finn sniggered. "Ahh
really, that's how I felt about meeting you guys." Dylan beamed.
They arrived back at Finn's house and grabbing a few bottles of beer, Finn
led them to his bedroom. Dylan's eyes scanned the room, noticing Noah's
suitcase, the messy bed and Finn's retro movie memorabilia. "Cool." Dylan
murmured. Noah kicked his shoes off and jumped onto the bed sitting with
his legs crossed and beaming towards the others expectantly. Dylan pushed
his shoes off and followed Finn's hand which directed him to sit down next
to Noah. "Here you go." Finn grinned, handing them a beer each before
pulling his desk chair over to the bed and dropping himself into it.
The three teen stars each threw back a long draught of beer before beaming
into the triangle once more. Finn reached for his phone and found a
playlist for some alternative rock music. Hitting play, Finn swung his long
wavy hair quickly joined by Noah who bounced along happily. Dylan giggled
watching the two cuties banging away while his own feet tapped to the beat.
Finn eyed Dylan nervously, hoping the Unfortunate Series of Events star
would be comfortable and to his joy, Dylan began to rock side to side
gently. Smiling, Finn took the opportunity to study Dylan, his smooth pale
face, blue and white hooped polo shirt, khaki pants and Simpsons pattern
yellow socks. Dylan's moderacy was adorably cute for both Finn and Noah to
notice. The happy American singing along to the music threw his arm over
Dylan's shoulder and pulled him tight while banging his head and swinging
side to side.
Dylan nuzzled into the American a little as Noah bumped along
happily. Noah's body felt nice and warm pressed up against Dylan's side,
the contact was more than enough to bring a twitch from his cock. Dylan
caught Finn's eyes and smiled, with beer, music and body contact the
Unfortunate Events star was beginning to look and feel very comfortable
with his surroundings.
Finn felt himself nearing the end of his first beer and hopped up to
replace it. Returning with 3 fresh beers, Finn climbed onto the bed behind
the other two. Noah turned, jumping up the bed and laying down next to
Finn. The Stranger Things stars shared a smile looking deep into each
other's eyes. Finn's peripherals studied Noah's cute face, appreciating his
moles before leaning in for a tender kiss and sliding his arm under Noah's
back.
Dylan watched the co-stars embracing and felt a tinge of jealousy. The
Stranger Things stars were both incredibly cute; Finn with his longer, dark
hair and a fringe just long enough to cover his eyes. The Canadian's skinny
body, covered by a black band T-Shirt covering his smooth, pale body and
his long, skinny legs covered by a loose pair of blue jeans. Noah's hair
was short and a little lighter, his body a little thicker than Finn's but
still slender, covered by a plain navy-blue t-shirt leading down to his
similarly navy-blue skinny jeans. The Stranger Things stars released each
other's lips, then looking up the bed beckoned Dylan up to join them. The
Unfortunate Events star crawled up the bed and moved into the space that
Finn and Noah had created between themselves. Dylan rolled onto his back
and looked excitedly from side to side.
Feeling it was his duty as the host, Finn moved first placing his finger
under Dylan's chin and looking into the Unfortunate Events star's green
eyes, Finn pulled him in for a soft kiss. Next it was Noah's turn to kiss
the Unfortunate Events star and similarly gentle with his touch, he pressed
his lips against Dylan's. All three young twink's could feel their hearts
drumming frantically in anticipation of what was about to happen next.
Finn's lips remained pressed against Dylan's, gently nipping at the
Unfortunate Events star's thin rosy lips. Noah took the opportunity to get
into Finn's boxers again, unzipping his Stranger Things co-star he opened
Finn's fly and pulled through his rock hard 6.5-inch cock. Noah held Finn's
throbbing cock to his lips and before he swallowed, Noah took a whiff of
Finn's cock. The smell of his own spit mixed with the remainder of Finn's
earlier cum shot lingered around the Canadian's head and it made Noah's own
cock harder still.
Dylan felt as though his heart was beating a million times a minute as
Finn's lips danced with his. The Stranger Things star reached across to
Dylan's chest and began to stroke him through his shirt, exploring Dylan's
body and creating a mental image of what he was hopefully about to
see. Finn found Dylan's nipple and gently held it between his fingertips
bringing a moan from the Unfortunate Events star. Noah's eyes had travelled
up to the kissing couple and took the opportunity to move across to
Dylan. While Finn's fingers stroked his nipple and Finn's lips sucked at
his mouth, Dylan could feel Noah's fingers beginning to tug at his
jeans. Noah's hands worked quickly releasing Dylan's cut cock from his
boxers to stand 7.5 inches tall.
Dylan peered out of the corner of his eye to watch Noah's beautiful lips
slip over his head and suck. The Stranger Things star's lips were perfect,
rubbing gently at Dylan's growing head as they tended to the Unfortunate
Events star's swelling mushroom-shaped tip. Finn's fingers were continuing
to stroke his smooth nipples as the Stranger Things boys pleasured him in
tandem. Dylan groaned softly through his nose as Noah's mouth began to run
up and down his hard shaft. Picking up his momentum, the Stranger Things
star worked his throat to deepthroat Dylan's delicious cock.
The realisation suddenly hit Dylan that he was being incredibly
selfish. With Noah sucking expertly at his throbbing cock while Finn
stroked his body arousingly, Dylan just lay there and took it, he needed to
join the action and show these boys he was really enjoying their company as
well. Beginning with Finn's cock, Dylan reached down carefully and took
hold of the beautiful 6.5-inch mast which pulsed in response. Finn's lips
too reacted by pressing tighter into Dylan's face, hosting their tongues
which danced away merrily. The Unfortunate Events actor countered Finn's
response by rolling his fist along the Stranger Things star's excited boner
triggering more pulses from Finn's horny meat.
Finn moaned through his nose as Dylan's fingers found their rhythm. The
Unfortunate Events actor's fist felt so warm and tight as it ran the length
of Finn's cock sliding around the exposed head before returning down to the
fuzzy base of dark black pubes. Finn's eyes looked down Dylan's body and
realised that poor Noah was doing all the work for no fun of his own. Finn
knew Noah didn't care but this was a threesome for all. Breaking away from
Dylan's delicious lips, Finn turned down towards Noah, "Hey Noah, turn
around and give me some of that American dick." Finn grinned.
A jolt of excitement initiated within Noah, thickening his untouched cock
and careful not to kick the others as he moved, Noah turned his body using
Dylan's cock as his turntable. Finn could sense Noah was looking for a
little help and laying back, the Canadian gave Noah the room to pace his
knees either side of his co-star's head. Finn quickly shifted Noah's
underwear so that he had full access to his friend's 7.5-inch boner and
swallowing the cut head, Finn licked gently at the hard American meat he
just loved to suck.
Noah closed his eyes and smiled briefly, continuing to suck on Dylan's
juicy pole as he did so. The feeling of Finn's lips around his hard cock
felt sensational, his bellend swelling at each bounce of the Canadian's
wavy head. The American knew only too well how awesome a cock felt within
his mouth as he sucked hungrily at Dylan's hard pipe. Every time he choked
himself with Dylan's cock, prickling his nose in the short hairs of the
Unfortunate Events actor's pubes, he felt Finn's long nose do the same.
The scene surrounding Dylan told him what he needed to do next, both Noah
and Dylan looked so happy sucking on their respective cocks, he had to join
them. Leaning down until he was face to face with Finn's cock, Dylan felt
his heart hammering, nervous that he would be judged against the skills of
Noah who clearly knew how to do his job. Fortunately, the desire to
contribute to the fun was stronger than the fear of a bad performance and
holding Finn's hard 6.5-inch cock around the dark pubes at the base of his
cock, Dylan fed himself his fellow Canadian's cock.
"Ahhh yeah." Finn sighed, pulling off Noah's cock for a second to give
Dylan some encouragement now that he could feel the Unfortunate Events star
sucking on his hard cock. Dylan's ears twitched with excitement hearing
Finn enjoying his tentative oral work and putting in a little more neck
work, he really began to work the Stranger Things star's funky tasting
cock. Rolling down into Finn's neat, curly pubes, Dylan rapidly felt
himself relaxing, allowing himself to enjoy the experience of Noah's lips
around his cock at the same time he stabbed himself with Finn's hard meat.
Now that Dylan had begun to indulge himself in the situation, Finn could
attempt to push his real agenda. Slipping two wet fingers into Noah's hole,
Finn slowly fingered his co-star working on width rather than depth, doing
his best to open Noah's tight hole for his cock to ravage. While Finn
fingered Noah, he imagined what Dylan's cock would look like with the
American's tight little hole around it. [Fuck me that's hot!] Finn grinned,
his wandering mind creating a number of scenarios, each hotter than the
last. [Yeah, that's it, take it in turns on Noah's sweet butt!] Finn nodded
to himself, twirling his fingers around inside Noah's tight ring before
forcing in a third.
Noah beamed proudly with a face full of Dylan's cock, wondering how good it
would feel if it replaced Finn's fingers and buried itself nice and deep
within his cunt. Although Finn was his favourite top, Noah definitely
wanted to try a few more. The American felt his co-star's fingers gently
separating his hole's lips widening the gap in preparation for something
bigger and thicker. Finn's long, thin digits reached nice and far up inside
Noah's hole, searching for any signs of resistance and there were
none. Each movement felt so easy and slick within Noah's insides, feeling
the warmth and tenderness of the American's sweet belly.
Breaking the status quo, Finn pulled his fingers free of Noah's hole and
made the first move to escalate. "Do you feel ready to take some D Noah?"
he asked. Pulling off Dylan's cock, Noah looked up and nodded
vigourously. "Dyl, do you wanna go first?" Finn asked kindly. Dylan looked
up at Finn then over to Noah and back again with an affirmative
smile. "Cool." Finn beamed. Noah moved into the middle of the bed resting
on his forearms and knees while Finn grabbed a pillow to place it under his
co-star's head. Leaning down to kiss Noah passionately, Finn sucked at his
co-star's lips upside down while Dylan climbed into position. The
Unfortunate Events star had picked up the lube and slathered his 7.5-inch
pole with a coat of slick liquid. After smearing Noah's pink hole with its
own coat of lube, Dylan placed his tip at the Stranger Things star's
entrance and closed the gap between their bodies by shuffling his knees
forward, so they were pressed up against Noah's lightly fluffy hamstrings.
Finn's lips were as incredible as ever, but Noah was focused on his
hole. The cute bottom had already braced himself and as Dylan lifted his
lower body to give himself a better angle for penetration, Noah pushed out
his hole and waited. Dylan's fingers tightened their grip and with a nice
firm push, the Canadian's tip pierced Noah's loosened hole. "Ahhhh, Gaaad
yeahhh." Noah groaned, pulling away from Finn's lips and looking into the
eyes of the cute indie who grinned back at him.
With Noah's hole devouring his cock, Dylan felt his mouth bend into a
crooked smile. Half of him remained shocked that he was actually pushing
his hard dick inside Noah Schnapp's round arse and the second half of him
was feeling devilishly horny because he was pushing his hard dick into
Noah's incredibly sexy, bootylicious arse. Even better, Dylan didn't feel
an ounce of guilt as he watched his shaft disappear inside Noah's obedient
hole. The bottom made it so easy for him, his hole opening to swallow all
but the last inch of his 7.5-inch shaft.
The final inch of Dylan's cock was about to bury itself further inside
Noah's arse than Finn had ever been and with a hiss, the American showed a
little discomfort causing Dylan to freeze instantly. The top took a second
to recompose himself and giving Noah another second to confirm any more
distress, Dylan took the bottom's silence as a green light to proceed. The
Unfortunate Events star moved carefully edging back and gently in order to
ease his way further into Noah's willing hole.
Offering Noah another kiss, Finn fed the bottom his tongue and then pulling
away from Noah's face he said, "rim me." Noah's eyes lit up and watching
Finn turn his skinny body around underneath Noah, the American licked his
lips. Finn placed himself under Noah in a weirdly contorted angle which
meant that the Canadian could suck most of Noah's rock hard 7.5-inch cock,
while raising his legs up so that Noah could press his forearms down on
Finn's skinny calves to expose his cute tight buttocks and more
importantly, his tight pink hole.
Although Noah and Finn had versed with each other many times, the vibe of
their relationship had always been that Finn preferred to top and Noah
preferred to bottom. With Finn being nearly 2 years older than Noah it made
sense and as Noah grew older his arse hard plumped out nicely, cushioning
the blows of Finn's horny crotch. However, with that nice, cut 7.5-inch
mast between his legs, Finn wasn't going to let Noah get away with being a
total bottom and today after rimming the Canadian's cute hole, Finn changed
his mind deciding Noah would get a go inside it.
Following the jet-black hairs which led into Finn's divide, Noah ran his
tongue once along the crack and then directly into Finn's hole. The
Canadian's milky arse cheeks were so soft against Noah's face they were
perfect for him to press against while his tongue wriggled into the Finn's
tasty hole. Noah was probably in his favourite place in the entire
world. Like Will loved Mike, Noah loved Finn and his tongue explored every
corner of the Canadian's hole while at his other end Dylan could slide his
cock into Noah's body with increasing freedom as the bottom's accepting
hole applied the perfect amount of pressure to the Unfortunate Event star's
bare, probing cock.
The buildup of blood in Finn's head meant he couldn't remain at this angle
for much longer and taking one long gulp of Noah's cock, Finn choked
himself on his co-star's delicious cock for several seconds before popping
free. Finn had already thought of his next idea and straightening his body
out in front of Noah, he allowed his friend to continue eating at his
tight, twinky ring. "Hey Dyl, flip Noah." Finn instructed.
Pushing his crotch into Noah's plump arse a couple more times, Dylan
enjoyed this position then taking Noah's legs, the top commenced the
position change. Edging his cock slightly in each direction, Dylan rotated
Noah slowly anti-clockwise and watched on as Finn followed them around. The
entire time, Noah's lips never felt Finn's hole and as the bottom settled
on his back, carefully resting his head on the pillows provided, his
co-star sat above him with his arse cheeks pressing down into Noah's hungry
face. Leaning forward and taking Dylan by the face, the three were now in a
misshapen Eiffel Tower with the two Canadian's kissing passionately while
below them Dylan's cock gently fucked Noah's hole and Noah's tongue
hungrily swirled within Finn's hole.
The horny little gay inside Noah was in heaven. Dylan's long cock slid
slowly and gently inside him, edging a couple of inches in each direction
to send pleasure throughout the bottom's cute body while Finn's hole parked
on his face tasting clean, fresh and ready to fuck. Noah didn't need to
move his tongue; it was Finn above him doing all the work edging his milky
hips back and forth to aid Noah's tongue in lubing his hole. The bottom's
eyes travelled over Finn's cute, modest arse cheeks and up the Canadian's
smooth, pale back. The sight of Finn's bony shoulder blades look so sweet
as they twitched to symbolise his arousal at Noah's tongue poking at his
tight ring. The dark hairs leading into Finn's pink hole were so cute and
although Noah mainly focused on penetrating his co-star's ring with the
point of his tongue, the sides were more than happy to lap up any boyish
flavour Finn had to offer from them.
Dylan too felt as though he had been transported to heaven as his hard cock
dipped further into Noah's sexy little hole. The tight American's ring
allowed Dylan's ring to advance a little with every swing as the top gently
fucked his way into Noah's sexy body. Dylan couldn't see how Noah was
reacting with Finn pleasingly blocking his view, but he could imagine. The
top's mind had formed an image of Noah's slender, toned body bracing for
each swing as his cock eased Noah's chute open wider. The bottom's enticing
abs were on Dylan's mind, tensing to cushion the weight of Dylan's crotch
as the pressure increased on Noah's bottom driven by the Unfortunate Event
star's probing head. Yet, even with Noah's beautiful form below him, taking
his hard meat as it sank deeper into the sexy twink, Dylan beamed upon
Finn's handsome face, drinking in the sight of his cute freckles as their
lips sucked hungrily at each other.
Breaking their kiss, Dylan pulled away from Finn and looked down to watch
his cock sliding in between Noah's perfect round arse cheeks to fuck his
sexy bubbly butt. The smile across Dylan's cute face broadened as he
watched his bare 7.5-inch cock sliding nicely back and forth within Noah's
tight arse hole sending shudders of delight throughout his own slim
frame. Finn also looked down to watch Dylan stroke himself inside Noah's
tight hole a few times and smiled, "Amazing, isn't he?!" Finn beamed up at
the top. "Uh-huh" Dylan agreed, adding a little extra speed as he spoke.
Lifting his hole away from the American's face, Finn rotated himself around
to look back at Noah's beauty and leaned down to share a kiss with his
co-star, tasting the flavour of his own arse hole mixed with beer on Noah's
tongue. The bottom just lay there in the adorable way he always did, not
even the slightest hint of a complaint as a boy's hard cock filled his sexy
body. The Canadian reached back and found Noah's hard 7.5-inch cock resting
against the American's abs. Shuffling back, Finn picked the optimal
position for himself, tilting Noah's cock as he reversed and found the
perfect point where Noah's hard tip pushed against the dark hairy ring of
his own tight entrance. The rocking of Dylan behind him made it a little
harder to judge, usually Finn would sit directly on top of Noah's cock and
just slide but given that Dylan's weight pushed Noah's body up a little
with every thrust he needed to give himself a little angle to move back and
forth as well as up and down.
At about 60 degrees, Finn decided that was about perfect and taking a deep
breath he looked straight into Noah's sweet face then pushed his ring out
and reversed. Noah's mouth fell open and that adorable look of pain that
was actually 100% pleasure swept across his face as Finn's ring swallowed
his bare head and instantly descended 3.5 inches connecting them both and
completing the 3-way love triangle. Finn's ring burned, he wasn't as good
at taking a cock as Noah, but he didn't care, it was Noah's cock which
meant it was more than worth the pain. The look on Noah's face also made
the pain of the American's cock feel so much better. As Finn's ring
descended further down Noah's pole, aided back several more jabs from Dylan
behind him, the bottom just wanted to reach and stroke Noah's face, roll
his fingers along his lovable mole and smear the sweat forming across his
surprise-wrinkled forehead.
Noah wasn't all the way in, 5 inches for sure with about 2.5 to go but Finn
felt he could release the American's shaft and placed both of his hands on
Noah's ribs where the American's erect nipples lay. Allowing Dylan's
efforts to help, the Canadian slid up around an inch before pushing himself
back and making sure Dylan's thrust edged more of Noah's cock inside
him. Under his fingertips, Noah's nipples felt so hard yet soft to touch,
Finn caressed them with his thumbs while filling himself with a little more
cock with every passing minute until his smooth arse cheeks felt a gentle
kiss from the top of Noah's thighs.
Finn's eyes lit up and his mouth stretched into a broad happy smile. Now
each stroke of Dylan's hard cock sent Noah's crotch directly up into Finn's
waiting on ass, filling the Canadian with every inch of his sexy co-star's
incredible cock. The sensation was addictive every time Noah's cock
retreated a couple of inches the bottom felt a little desolate only for the
feeling to be forced back out of him with another filling thrust of moreish
American meat.
Now that the three of them were in position and comfortable, Dylan had been
pumping away continuously on Noah's bare arse for several minutes and
couldn't wait any longer. "I don't think I can last much longer." He sighed
regretfully, following the demands of his hips and fucking Noah's sweet
hole a little harder. Neither of the Stranger Things stars responded, they
were too engrossed in the pleasure of Dylan's bare cock ramming into Noah's
tight arse and in turn forcing Noah's bare cock up into Finn's sweet arse.
Noah felt like the luckiest boy in the world with Finn driving back onto
his cock while Dylan drove deep into his arse. The sweet American felt as
though he were the centre of every teenage gay's fantasy, taking the
perfect dick while fucking the perfect arse. The sight of Finn's charming
face deep in concentration as he fucked himself with Noah's tool only added
to the perfection that this situation had become.
Finn couldn't feel how great Dylan's cock felt and the announcement that
the cute Unfortunate Events star was about to come was somewhat of a relief
to the skinny bottom. Unlike Noah, Finn wasn't as comfortable with being
the bottom, he could do it and he loved it, but compared to Noah his body
wasn't as welcoming. That said, the sweet indie body used Dylan's
announcement of an impending orgasm to accelerate himself, bouncing higher
and harder on Noah's hard cock bringing up to 5 inches of separation with
every bounce. Now the pleasure of Noah's adorable face beaming up at him
was added to by the friction of the American's hard cock as it filled his
tight insides.
The thudding of Dylan's sweaty crotch against Noah's soft arse had
escalated to its loudest and was only drowned out by the groans of three
horny boys, pleasured by each other's sexy, sweaty bodies. The Unfortunate
Events star could feel his balls growing heavier with every shot as his
hard cock tingled with delight. Noah's tight, warm body cuddled his
throbbing 7.5 inches like a glove. Another slam, another tingle, another
groan and his sweaty nuts gave up their resistance to unleash Dylan's
happiness on the Stranger Things stars.
"Ooooh fuckkk!" Dylan squealed, pulling his hard cock free of Noah's hole
and jerking the last few strokes of pleasure into his sensitive body. There
was just enough time for Dylan to move around the bed with his cock in his
hand, pulling back his cut cock and watching his head thicken to the
largest he'd ever seen it. Finn's beautiful, smooth face came into view
just in time as Dylan added, "Oh God!" And with a violent eruption, the
Unfortunate Events star began to coat Finn's pale body in his warm seed.
"Oh shit." Finn gasped, dropping himself into Noah's lap and found himself
rewarded with a chest full of Dylan's cum. The warm jizz splattering
against his chest felt amazing and taking the opportunity to tear his gaze
away from Noah's face he looked up and witnessed the beautiful sight of
Dylan's climax face. The Unfortunate Events star's face was a little
crooked, his mouth tilting and hanging open as he sighed with pleasure to
announce another volley of his cum which squirted powerfully across Finn's
milky torso. The Stranger things star could've stopped right there and just
waited as a canvas for Dylan's hot seed but with Noah to pleasure below
him, Finn ploughed on fucking himself as Dylan's soaked his smooth body in
beautiful marbly cum.
"God, you guys are hot!" Dylan sighed, tugging another heavy load out
across Finn's smooth neck. The Unfortunate Events star's comment was
followed by another simultaneous groan from the Stranger Things boys, whose
bodies moved in sweet unison as Finn pounded his slutty hole on Noah's
throbbing cock. Watching the way Finn's skinny thighs, coated in their
black hairs tightened to push his body up Noah's cock was beautiful,
sending another surge of pleasure through Dylan's shaft.
To aid Dylan with his orgasm, Finn reached out for the Unfortunate Events
star's balls as he bounced, gently massaging the sweaty sack as it coated
him with its produce. The moment Finn's soft fingertips made contact with
Dylan's nut sack the Stranger Things star was treated to a low straight
shot which wasted no energy as it fired straight into Finn's protruding
Adam's apple. Dylan's fist accelerated, stroking harder and faster,
resulting in more cum raining out over Finn's exposed neck while the
Stranger Things star helped him along. The 8th and final shot of Dylan's
orgasm was accompanied by a groan of pleasure and a flourish of his fringe,
looking towards the sky in pure happiness before returning his gaze down to
Finn. Stroking throughout his softening, Dylan kept his eyes on Finn,
beaming down on the bottom who released his balls and continued on bouncing
for Noah beneath him.
It hadn't gone unnoticed by Noah that Dylan was done and with the
Unfortunate Events star out of the picture he could now call the
shots. Clasping his hands against Finn's sides, he stopped the Canadian
bouncing along his cock and pinning his pale co-star to his crotch, Noah
rotated their bodies, placing Finn on his back with his head on the pillow
and his skinny legs spread nice and wide for Noah to remain slotted in
between.
It wasn't often Finn got to experience the top in Noah, but whenever he did
the Canadian knew he was in for a real treat. Noah planted his knees and
placed a hand on Finn's smooth, skinny side, then the other hand between
Finn's smooth, skinny pectoral bones and pulling his cock back 6 inches,
the American drove deep and straight into his sexy friend. The look in
Finn's eyes told Noah, ["That's it, right there!"] As the top began to pump
his gentle body full of hard cock.
Noah's eyes drank in the wonderful sight of his cum-stained bottom. Finn's
big brown eyes were wide with wonder while his fist clung nice and tight
around his throbbing sword. The deep purple of Finn's head somehow looked
even darker as his fist rolled slowly along his shaft. The American threw
his weight behind his meaty cock watching Finn's cute face twitch, his
large nipples jiggle and his tight fist stroke while most importantly,
Noah's thick meat sliced into the tight ring of Finn's skinny, pale
body. Although Finn wasn't the most confident bottom and Noah knew it, he
could see in the Canadian's eyes that today it felt good and for the
benefit of them both, Noah was going to capitalise.
Continuing to pull his cock all the way back then drive it all the way into
Finn's smooth belly, Noah fucked his friend hard bringing increasingly loud
groans from them both. The longer he fucked Finn, the wider Noah allowed
his legs to spread, lowering his centre of gravity as he pounded into his
cute friend. Noah's hairy nuts were tingling with excitement, coated in a
thickening coat of his sweat as the American drove his dick hard into
Finn's sexy belly.
The feeling of Noah's bare cock sliding into the tightness of his smooth,
pale belly edged Finn closer to his own climax. Every thrust of Noah's raw
meat within him felt like a jolt of happiness, spreading joy throughout
Finn's sensitive body and encouraging the bottom to stroke himself harder
still. "Are you liking my D Finny?" Noah huffed between shots. "Yeah, yeah,
I always love your D!!!" Finn panted as he jerked himself furiously.
The pressure in Finn's nuts approached the point of no return and for the
final lap he dipped down to kiss his boy. Another thrust of Noah's cable,
filling him with hot, hard flesh teased every nerve in his sensitive, young
body. Finn's free hand reached up to rest on Noah's smooth neck for two
reasons; first to pull the top in for a firmer, tighter kiss and second to
feel the perspiration of his supremely hot friend. A final scan of Noah's
beautiful face was all Finn needed, studying the smoothness of his
co-star's sweet face and that beautiful mole which was the trademark of
Noah Schnapp.
"Oh Will!!!" Finn groaned, finding enough consciousness within him to make
a Stranger Things joke at the point of climax as his sweaty nuts erupted
for the second time that day. Noah couldn't help but smile at Finn's timely
humour as he jabbed his hard cock dick into Finn's skinny belly. The
consequent thrusts ignited a strength inside Finn that covered his pale cum
stained chest with a fresh load, this time in the form of long ropes of his
own seed.
The ecstasy surging through Finn's horny body caused the bottom's skinny
legs to kick involuntarily. Tugging himself as fast as he possibly could,
Finn stroked 8 streaks of his pearly jizz to shower his pale body. "Dude,
oh God, dude!" Finn sighed again, his eyelids flickering under the
intensity of his orgasm as his co-star continued to stab him full of hard
American cock. "Kiss me again." Finn breathed as his swollen head continued
to pulse wildly. The final few ropes of Finn's cum squirted out over his
milky, white belly button, aided by the full force of Noah's tongue pushing
itself deep into his throat. Allowing Noah's invasive tongue to take him
all the way, Finn just lay there satisfied, no longer stroking as his head
squeezed out any remaining residue within his shaft, he was done, he was
empty and as always, around Noah he was happy.
Drowning himself in the bitter flavour of Finn's beer covered tongue, Noah
enjoyed their final kiss of this fuck before pulling his cock out of the
bottom and reversing to Finn's cum splattered chest, Noah dragged his
tongue across Finn's messy torso, picking up some of Finn's warm cum and
Dylan's older crusting cum on the way. The contrasting sensations along
with the flavour of Finn's cream tickled Noah's taste buds and as the
American jerked away on his rock-hard boner, Noah was already right on the
edge.
Looking back up Finn's smooth, skinny, pale torso, Noah's eyes were wide to
drink in the sight he enjoyed the most. The cute Canadian's sweet young
face looked straight back at him with those warm brown eyes filling Noah's
entire body with happiness. Stroking harder and faster, Noah's pink head
was thick and sensitive with his blood. Kissing Finn's torso, the thin jizz
clung arousingly to his lips stringy messily from his top lip to his
bottom. Noah's cock thickened, using the tasty cum strings to energise his
erection and with one more scan of his boy Finn Wolfhard along with one
more stroke of his solid cock, Noah reached the promised land.
Straightening up to show Finn his hard cock, Noah began to unload his
nuts. The rain came down heavily across Finn's messy body, already covered
in two loads, Noah's was the third and final load of the night to decorate
his creamy skin. Working his shaft rapidly, Noah tugged out the first rope
across Finn's belly button which was then followed by a powerful eruption
from his tight, sweaty nuts.
Long white ropes streaked across the small target of Finn's smooth, twinky
chest. One after the other thin ropes of cum landed across Finn's left
nipple, then down the middle of the Canadian's pecs a trio of Noah's ropes
streaked up from the base of Finn's pec and up to the base of his collar
bone. Still stroking, Noah felt the second half of his orgasm explode from
his slit and join the rest of his seed on Finn's sticky body. Another trio
of hot, pearly ropes squirted over the right side of Finn's body, covering
his other nipple and then down over his bony rib cage. Throwing his head
back for the dying embers of his orgasm, Noah jerked himself with
decreasing frequency. The American's swollen head forced the last pair of
droplets out onto Finn's belly button. A soft groan was the last signal of
his pleasure, jerking for comfort and finally dropping his empty cock,
Noah's orgasm was complete.
"You guys are so hot." Dylan croaked again from the side, watching Noah
gradually lowering himself to the bed next to Finn. "Come join us." Finn
smiled, placing his arm behind his head. Climbing back onto the bed, Dylan
settled in next to Finn while Noah snuggled him from the other side. "Did
you have a good time?" Noah asked, peering up over Finn to speak to
Dylan. "Totally, you two are the sweetest couple ever!" Dylan
exclaimed. "Ha, we have a good time." Noah replied, lowering back down to
nuzzle in next to Finn again. "Yeah, I can tell." Dylan smiled, reaching
for his phone.
Looking across at the sweet pair, Dylan couldn't encroach any more on their
night. Laying there Dylan took in the sight of Finn and Noah's naked bodies
the way they looked snuggling so warmly together. Dylan edged in closer to
Finn who wrapped him in under his arm. The heat of Finn's sticky body felt
marvellous, a memory Dylan wanted to take away and bottle up
forever. Noah's gentle face looked across at Dylan with a pleasant smile,
so sweet and reassuring then Dylan's phone buzzed again.
"I'm gonna take off." Dylan started, lifting himself up off the
mattress. "What? NO!" Finn grumbled. "Dude, don't go." Noah added. "You
guys." Dylan grinned happily. The Unfortunate Events Star stretched across
Finn to kiss Noah and then on his way back kissed Finn too before standing
up and grabbing his clothes, jumping back into them as quickly as he
could. "You guys have been so nice to me tonight, and I've had the best
time. But you too are only together for a few days, I don't want to get in
the way of that anymore." Dylan explained. "Pah, we see each other all the
time." Finn laughed. "I'm still a third wheel. Enjoy your sleep, and maybe
you'll let me keep this pic." Dylan smiled, taking a snap of Finn and Noah
laying together completely naked. "I'll keep it safe I promise." Dylan
added. "I believe you." Noah smiled. "Ok Dad's outside." Dylan announced,
returning to kiss each of them again before grabbing his things and
hurrying off.
Neither Finn nor Noah had the energy to chase him, all they could do was
watch and listen as the front door sounded, then a car door sounded, and
the car revved gently as it pulled away into the quiet Vancouver night.
Noah nuzzled back into Finn's smelly armpit and rested a hand on Finn's
dirty torso. The crusting cum felt so weird under his arm but who the fuck
cared, they certainly didn't. "Night Finny." "Night Noah." They whispered,
sharing one last kiss then drifted off for a peaceful sleep.
END
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<pre>Date: Sat, 8 Jul 2023 16:28:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: A Stranger Series of Events
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Previously: Oral Things
With 15 minutes till the anthems, Finn grabbed Noah's arm. "We're just
gonna grab a bite." He waved as they scuttled off. "I might ask Dylan to
come round after, what do you think?" Finn asked, wary that this was
"Finn/Noah" time. "It's like you read my mind." Noah grinned. "Were you
getting an energy off him too?" Finn asked excitedly, "Yeah, I think I
was."
A Stranger Series of Events
"You wanna come back to mine and hang out with us?" Finn beamed nodding to
Noah who joined in the beaming. "Ahh." Dylan replied, looking up at his dad
who nodded. "You guys need a ride back?" Dylan's dad asked. "No, it's cool
I got my car." Finn replied. "Ok, you boys have fun and you, give us a call
in the morning when you want a ride home." "Thanks Dad." Dylan beamed
waving his dad away.
"What did you guys do earlier?" Dylan asked, poking his head between Finn
and Noah as the older actor drove them home. "Just fooled around a bit."
Finn replied without taking his eyes away from the road. "Would you join in
if we did more stuff?" Noah asked excitedly, turning to face Dylan as he
spoke. "Oooh, I dunno..." Dylan started. "Let's get some beer in us and
then you can decide, no pressure, can just watch if you like and if that's
too weird for you, then we won't do anything else like that." Finn
interrupted. "Yeah, no pressure." Noah agreed, offering Dylan a fist
bump. "Course." Dylan smiled, tapping Noah's fist. "You'll have to excuse
Noah; he's been excited to meet you for a while." Finn sniggered. "Ahh
really, that's how I felt about meeting you guys." Dylan beamed.
They arrived back at Finn's house and grabbing a few bottles of beer, Finn
led them to his bedroom. Dylan's eyes scanned the room, noticing Noah's
suitcase, the messy bed and Finn's retro movie memorabilia. "Cool." Dylan
murmured. Noah kicked his shoes off and jumped onto the bed sitting with
his legs crossed and beaming towards the others expectantly. Dylan pushed
his shoes off and followed Finn's hand which directed him to sit down next
to Noah. "Here you go." Finn grinned, handing them a beer each before
pulling his desk chair over to the bed and dropping himself into it.
The three teen stars each threw back a long draught of beer before beaming
into the triangle once more. Finn reached for his phone and found a
playlist for some alternative rock music. Hitting play, Finn swung his long
wavy hair quickly joined by Noah who bounced along happily. Dylan giggled
watching the two cuties banging away while his own feet tapped to the beat.
Finn eyed Dylan nervously, hoping the Unfortunate Series of Events star
would be comfortable and to his joy, Dylan began to rock side to side
gently. Smiling, Finn took the opportunity to study Dylan, his smooth pale
face, blue and white hooped polo shirt, khaki pants and Simpsons pattern
yellow socks. Dylan's moderacy was adorably cute for both Finn and Noah to
notice. The happy American singing along to the music threw his arm over
Dylan's shoulder and pulled him tight while banging his head and swinging
side to side.
Dylan nuzzled into the American a little as Noah bumped along
happily. Noah's body felt nice and warm pressed up against Dylan's side,
the contact was more than enough to bring a twitch from his cock. Dylan
caught Finn's eyes and smiled, with beer, music and body contact the
Unfortunate Events star was beginning to look and feel very comfortable
with his surroundings.
Finn felt himself nearing the end of his first beer and hopped up to
replace it. Returning with 3 fresh beers, Finn climbed onto the bed behind
the other two. Noah turned, jumping up the bed and laying down next to
Finn. The Stranger Things stars shared a smile looking deep into each
other's eyes. Finn's peripherals studied Noah's cute face, appreciating his
moles before leaning in for a tender kiss and sliding his arm under Noah's
back.
Dylan watched the co-stars embracing and felt a tinge of jealousy. The
Stranger Things stars were both incredibly cute; Finn with his longer, dark
hair and a fringe just long enough to cover his eyes. The Canadian's skinny
body, covered by a black band T-Shirt covering his smooth, pale body and
his long, skinny legs covered by a loose pair of blue jeans. Noah's hair
was short and a little lighter, his body a little thicker than Finn's but
still slender, covered by a plain navy-blue t-shirt leading down to his
similarly navy-blue skinny jeans. The Stranger Things stars released each
other's lips, then looking up the bed beckoned Dylan up to join them. The
Unfortunate Events star crawled up the bed and moved into the space that
Finn and Noah had created between themselves. Dylan rolled onto his back
and looked excitedly from side to side.
Feeling it was his duty as the host, Finn moved first placing his finger
under Dylan's chin and looking into the Unfortunate Events star's green
eyes, Finn pulled him in for a soft kiss. Next it was Noah's turn to kiss
the Unfortunate Events star and similarly gentle with his touch, he pressed
his lips against Dylan's. All three young twink's could feel their hearts
drumming frantically in anticipation of what was about to happen next.
Finn's lips remained pressed against Dylan's, gently nipping at the
Unfortunate Events star's thin rosy lips. Noah took the opportunity to get
into Finn's boxers again, unzipping his Stranger Things co-star he opened
Finn's fly and pulled through his rock hard 6.5-inch cock. Noah held Finn's
throbbing cock to his lips and before he swallowed, Noah took a whiff of
Finn's cock. The smell of his own spit mixed with the remainder of Finn's
earlier cum shot lingered around the Canadian's head and it made Noah's own
cock harder still.
Dylan felt as though his heart was beating a million times a minute as
Finn's lips danced with his. The Stranger Things star reached across to
Dylan's chest and began to stroke him through his shirt, exploring Dylan's
body and creating a mental image of what he was hopefully about to
see. Finn found Dylan's nipple and gently held it between his fingertips
bringing a moan from the Unfortunate Events star. Noah's eyes had travelled
up to the kissing couple and took the opportunity to move across to
Dylan. While Finn's fingers stroked his nipple and Finn's lips sucked at
his mouth, Dylan could feel Noah's fingers beginning to tug at his
jeans. Noah's hands worked quickly releasing Dylan's cut cock from his
boxers to stand 7.5 inches tall.
Dylan peered out of the corner of his eye to watch Noah's beautiful lips
slip over his head and suck. The Stranger Things star's lips were perfect,
rubbing gently at Dylan's growing head as they tended to the Unfortunate
Events star's swelling mushroom-shaped tip. Finn's fingers were continuing
to stroke his smooth nipples as the Stranger Things boys pleasured him in
tandem. Dylan groaned softly through his nose as Noah's mouth began to run
up and down his hard shaft. Picking up his momentum, the Stranger Things
star worked his throat to deepthroat Dylan's delicious cock.
The realisation suddenly hit Dylan that he was being incredibly
selfish. With Noah sucking expertly at his throbbing cock while Finn
stroked his body arousingly, Dylan just lay there and took it, he needed to
join the action and show these boys he was really enjoying their company as
well. Beginning with Finn's cock, Dylan reached down carefully and took
hold of the beautiful 6.5-inch mast which pulsed in response. Finn's lips
too reacted by pressing tighter into Dylan's face, hosting their tongues
which danced away merrily. The Unfortunate Events actor countered Finn's
response by rolling his fist along the Stranger Things star's excited boner
triggering more pulses from Finn's horny meat.
Finn moaned through his nose as Dylan's fingers found their rhythm. The
Unfortunate Events actor's fist felt so warm and tight as it ran the length
of Finn's cock sliding around the exposed head before returning down to the
fuzzy base of dark black pubes. Finn's eyes looked down Dylan's body and
realised that poor Noah was doing all the work for no fun of his own. Finn
knew Noah didn't care but this was a threesome for all. Breaking away from
Dylan's delicious lips, Finn turned down towards Noah, "Hey Noah, turn
around and give me some of that American dick." Finn grinned.
A jolt of excitement initiated within Noah, thickening his untouched cock
and careful not to kick the others as he moved, Noah turned his body using
Dylan's cock as his turntable. Finn could sense Noah was looking for a
little help and laying back, the Canadian gave Noah the room to pace his
knees either side of his co-star's head. Finn quickly shifted Noah's
underwear so that he had full access to his friend's 7.5-inch boner and
swallowing the cut head, Finn licked gently at the hard American meat he
just loved to suck.
Noah closed his eyes and smiled briefly, continuing to suck on Dylan's
juicy pole as he did so. The feeling of Finn's lips around his hard cock
felt sensational, his bellend swelling at each bounce of the Canadian's
wavy head. The American knew only too well how awesome a cock felt within
his mouth as he sucked hungrily at Dylan's hard pipe. Every time he choked
himself with Dylan's cock, prickling his nose in the short hairs of the
Unfortunate Events actor's pubes, he felt Finn's long nose do the same.
The scene surrounding Dylan told him what he needed to do next, both Noah
and Dylan looked so happy sucking on their respective cocks, he had to join
them. Leaning down until he was face to face with Finn's cock, Dylan felt
his heart hammering, nervous that he would be judged against the skills of
Noah who clearly knew how to do his job. Fortunately, the desire to
contribute to the fun was stronger than the fear of a bad performance and
holding Finn's hard 6.5-inch cock around the dark pubes at the base of his
cock, Dylan fed himself his fellow Canadian's cock.
"Ahhh yeah." Finn sighed, pulling off Noah's cock for a second to give
Dylan some encouragement now that he could feel the Unfortunate Events star
sucking on his hard cock. Dylan's ears twitched with excitement hearing
Finn enjoying his tentative oral work and putting in a little more neck
work, he really began to work the Stranger Things star's funky tasting
cock. Rolling down into Finn's neat, curly pubes, Dylan rapidly felt
himself relaxing, allowing himself to enjoy the experience of Noah's lips
around his cock at the same time he stabbed himself with Finn's hard meat.
Now that Dylan had begun to indulge himself in the situation, Finn could
attempt to push his real agenda. Slipping two wet fingers into Noah's hole,
Finn slowly fingered his co-star working on width rather than depth, doing
his best to open Noah's tight hole for his cock to ravage. While Finn
fingered Noah, he imagined what Dylan's cock would look like with the
American's tight little hole around it. [Fuck me that's hot!] Finn grinned,
his wandering mind creating a number of scenarios, each hotter than the
last. [Yeah, that's it, take it in turns on Noah's sweet butt!] Finn nodded
to himself, twirling his fingers around inside Noah's tight ring before
forcing in a third.
Noah beamed proudly with a face full of Dylan's cock, wondering how good it
would feel if it replaced Finn's fingers and buried itself nice and deep
within his cunt. Although Finn was his favourite top, Noah definitely
wanted to try a few more. The American felt his co-star's fingers gently
separating his hole's lips widening the gap in preparation for something
bigger and thicker. Finn's long, thin digits reached nice and far up inside
Noah's hole, searching for any signs of resistance and there were
none. Each movement felt so easy and slick within Noah's insides, feeling
the warmth and tenderness of the American's sweet belly.
Breaking the status quo, Finn pulled his fingers free of Noah's hole and
made the first move to escalate. "Do you feel ready to take some D Noah?"
he asked. Pulling off Dylan's cock, Noah looked up and nodded
vigourously. "Dyl, do you wanna go first?" Finn asked kindly. Dylan looked
up at Finn then over to Noah and back again with an affirmative
smile. "Cool." Finn beamed. Noah moved into the middle of the bed resting
on his forearms and knees while Finn grabbed a pillow to place it under his
co-star's head. Leaning down to kiss Noah passionately, Finn sucked at his
co-star's lips upside down while Dylan climbed into position. The
Unfortunate Events star had picked up the lube and slathered his 7.5-inch
pole with a coat of slick liquid. After smearing Noah's pink hole with its
own coat of lube, Dylan placed his tip at the Stranger Things star's
entrance and closed the gap between their bodies by shuffling his knees
forward, so they were pressed up against Noah's lightly fluffy hamstrings.
Finn's lips were as incredible as ever, but Noah was focused on his
hole. The cute bottom had already braced himself and as Dylan lifted his
lower body to give himself a better angle for penetration, Noah pushed out
his hole and waited. Dylan's fingers tightened their grip and with a nice
firm push, the Canadian's tip pierced Noah's loosened hole. "Ahhhh, Gaaad
yeahhh." Noah groaned, pulling away from Finn's lips and looking into the
eyes of the cute indie who grinned back at him.
With Noah's hole devouring his cock, Dylan felt his mouth bend into a
crooked smile. Half of him remained shocked that he was actually pushing
his hard dick inside Noah Schnapp's round arse and the second half of him
was feeling devilishly horny because he was pushing his hard dick into
Noah's incredibly sexy, bootylicious arse. Even better, Dylan didn't feel
an ounce of guilt as he watched his shaft disappear inside Noah's obedient
hole. The bottom made it so easy for him, his hole opening to swallow all
but the last inch of his 7.5-inch shaft.
The final inch of Dylan's cock was about to bury itself further inside
Noah's arse than Finn had ever been and with a hiss, the American showed a
little discomfort causing Dylan to freeze instantly. The top took a second
to recompose himself and giving Noah another second to confirm any more
distress, Dylan took the bottom's silence as a green light to proceed. The
Unfortunate Events star moved carefully edging back and gently in order to
ease his way further into Noah's willing hole.
Offering Noah another kiss, Finn fed the bottom his tongue and then pulling
away from Noah's face he said, "rim me." Noah's eyes lit up and watching
Finn turn his skinny body around underneath Noah, the American licked his
lips. Finn placed himself under Noah in a weirdly contorted angle which
meant that the Canadian could suck most of Noah's rock hard 7.5-inch cock,
while raising his legs up so that Noah could press his forearms down on
Finn's skinny calves to expose his cute tight buttocks and more
importantly, his tight pink hole.
Although Noah and Finn had versed with each other many times, the vibe of
their relationship had always been that Finn preferred to top and Noah
preferred to bottom. With Finn being nearly 2 years older than Noah it made
sense and as Noah grew older his arse hard plumped out nicely, cushioning
the blows of Finn's horny crotch. However, with that nice, cut 7.5-inch
mast between his legs, Finn wasn't going to let Noah get away with being a
total bottom and today after rimming the Canadian's cute hole, Finn changed
his mind deciding Noah would get a go inside it.
Following the jet-black hairs which led into Finn's divide, Noah ran his
tongue once along the crack and then directly into Finn's hole. The
Canadian's milky arse cheeks were so soft against Noah's face they were
perfect for him to press against while his tongue wriggled into the Finn's
tasty hole. Noah was probably in his favourite place in the entire
world. Like Will loved Mike, Noah loved Finn and his tongue explored every
corner of the Canadian's hole while at his other end Dylan could slide his
cock into Noah's body with increasing freedom as the bottom's accepting
hole applied the perfect amount of pressure to the Unfortunate Event star's
bare, probing cock.
The buildup of blood in Finn's head meant he couldn't remain at this angle
for much longer and taking one long gulp of Noah's cock, Finn choked
himself on his co-star's delicious cock for several seconds before popping
free. Finn had already thought of his next idea and straightening his body
out in front of Noah, he allowed his friend to continue eating at his
tight, twinky ring. "Hey Dyl, flip Noah." Finn instructed.
Pushing his crotch into Noah's plump arse a couple more times, Dylan
enjoyed this position then taking Noah's legs, the top commenced the
position change. Edging his cock slightly in each direction, Dylan rotated
Noah slowly anti-clockwise and watched on as Finn followed them around. The
entire time, Noah's lips never felt Finn's hole and as the bottom settled
on his back, carefully resting his head on the pillows provided, his
co-star sat above him with his arse cheeks pressing down into Noah's hungry
face. Leaning forward and taking Dylan by the face, the three were now in a
misshapen Eiffel Tower with the two Canadian's kissing passionately while
below them Dylan's cock gently fucked Noah's hole and Noah's tongue
hungrily swirled within Finn's hole.
The horny little gay inside Noah was in heaven. Dylan's long cock slid
slowly and gently inside him, edging a couple of inches in each direction
to send pleasure throughout the bottom's cute body while Finn's hole parked
on his face tasting clean, fresh and ready to fuck. Noah didn't need to
move his tongue; it was Finn above him doing all the work edging his milky
hips back and forth to aid Noah's tongue in lubing his hole. The bottom's
eyes travelled over Finn's cute, modest arse cheeks and up the Canadian's
smooth, pale back. The sight of Finn's bony shoulder blades look so sweet
as they twitched to symbolise his arousal at Noah's tongue poking at his
tight ring. The dark hairs leading into Finn's pink hole were so cute and
although Noah mainly focused on penetrating his co-star's ring with the
point of his tongue, the sides were more than happy to lap up any boyish
flavour Finn had to offer from them.
Dylan too felt as though he had been transported to heaven as his hard cock
dipped further into Noah's sexy little hole. The tight American's ring
allowed Dylan's ring to advance a little with every swing as the top gently
fucked his way into Noah's sexy body. Dylan couldn't see how Noah was
reacting with Finn pleasingly blocking his view, but he could imagine. The
top's mind had formed an image of Noah's slender, toned body bracing for
each swing as his cock eased Noah's chute open wider. The bottom's enticing
abs were on Dylan's mind, tensing to cushion the weight of Dylan's crotch
as the pressure increased on Noah's bottom driven by the Unfortunate Event
star's probing head. Yet, even with Noah's beautiful form below him, taking
his hard meat as it sank deeper into the sexy twink, Dylan beamed upon
Finn's handsome face, drinking in the sight of his cute freckles as their
lips sucked hungrily at each other.
Breaking their kiss, Dylan pulled away from Finn and looked down to watch
his cock sliding in between Noah's perfect round arse cheeks to fuck his
sexy bubbly butt. The smile across Dylan's cute face broadened as he
watched his bare 7.5-inch cock sliding nicely back and forth within Noah's
tight arse hole sending shudders of delight throughout his own slim
frame. Finn also looked down to watch Dylan stroke himself inside Noah's
tight hole a few times and smiled, "Amazing, isn't he?!" Finn beamed up at
the top. "Uh-huh" Dylan agreed, adding a little extra speed as he spoke.
Lifting his hole away from the American's face, Finn rotated himself around
to look back at Noah's beauty and leaned down to share a kiss with his
co-star, tasting the flavour of his own arse hole mixed with beer on Noah's
tongue. The bottom just lay there in the adorable way he always did, not
even the slightest hint of a complaint as a boy's hard cock filled his sexy
body. The Canadian reached back and found Noah's hard 7.5-inch cock resting
against the American's abs. Shuffling back, Finn picked the optimal
position for himself, tilting Noah's cock as he reversed and found the
perfect point where Noah's hard tip pushed against the dark hairy ring of
his own tight entrance. The rocking of Dylan behind him made it a little
harder to judge, usually Finn would sit directly on top of Noah's cock and
just slide but given that Dylan's weight pushed Noah's body up a little
with every thrust he needed to give himself a little angle to move back and
forth as well as up and down.
At about 60 degrees, Finn decided that was about perfect and taking a deep
breath he looked straight into Noah's sweet face then pushed his ring out
and reversed. Noah's mouth fell open and that adorable look of pain that
was actually 100% pleasure swept across his face as Finn's ring swallowed
his bare head and instantly descended 3.5 inches connecting them both and
completing the 3-way love triangle. Finn's ring burned, he wasn't as good
at taking a cock as Noah, but he didn't care, it was Noah's cock which
meant it was more than worth the pain. The look on Noah's face also made
the pain of the American's cock feel so much better. As Finn's ring
descended further down Noah's pole, aided back several more jabs from Dylan
behind him, the bottom just wanted to reach and stroke Noah's face, roll
his fingers along his lovable mole and smear the sweat forming across his
surprise-wrinkled forehead.
Noah wasn't all the way in, 5 inches for sure with about 2.5 to go but Finn
felt he could release the American's shaft and placed both of his hands on
Noah's ribs where the American's erect nipples lay. Allowing Dylan's
efforts to help, the Canadian slid up around an inch before pushing himself
back and making sure Dylan's thrust edged more of Noah's cock inside
him. Under his fingertips, Noah's nipples felt so hard yet soft to touch,
Finn caressed them with his thumbs while filling himself with a little more
cock with every passing minute until his smooth arse cheeks felt a gentle
kiss from the top of Noah's thighs.
Finn's eyes lit up and his mouth stretched into a broad happy smile. Now
each stroke of Dylan's hard cock sent Noah's crotch directly up into Finn's
waiting on ass, filling the Canadian with every inch of his sexy co-star's
incredible cock. The sensation was addictive every time Noah's cock
retreated a couple of inches the bottom felt a little desolate only for the
feeling to be forced back out of him with another filling thrust of moreish
American meat.
Now that the three of them were in position and comfortable, Dylan had been
pumping away continuously on Noah's bare arse for several minutes and
couldn't wait any longer. "I don't think I can last much longer." He sighed
regretfully, following the demands of his hips and fucking Noah's sweet
hole a little harder. Neither of the Stranger Things stars responded, they
were too engrossed in the pleasure of Dylan's bare cock ramming into Noah's
tight arse and in turn forcing Noah's bare cock up into Finn's sweet arse.
Noah felt like the luckiest boy in the world with Finn driving back onto
his cock while Dylan drove deep into his arse. The sweet American felt as
though he were the centre of every teenage gay's fantasy, taking the
perfect dick while fucking the perfect arse. The sight of Finn's charming
face deep in concentration as he fucked himself with Noah's tool only added
to the perfection that this situation had become.
Finn couldn't feel how great Dylan's cock felt and the announcement that
the cute Unfortunate Events star was about to come was somewhat of a relief
to the skinny bottom. Unlike Noah, Finn wasn't as comfortable with being
the bottom, he could do it and he loved it, but compared to Noah his body
wasn't as welcoming. That said, the sweet indie body used Dylan's
announcement of an impending orgasm to accelerate himself, bouncing higher
and harder on Noah's hard cock bringing up to 5 inches of separation with
every bounce. Now the pleasure of Noah's adorable face beaming up at him
was added to by the friction of the American's hard cock as it filled his
tight insides.
The thudding of Dylan's sweaty crotch against Noah's soft arse had
escalated to its loudest and was only drowned out by the groans of three
horny boys, pleasured by each other's sexy, sweaty bodies. The Unfortunate
Events star could feel his balls growing heavier with every shot as his
hard cock tingled with delight. Noah's tight, warm body cuddled his
throbbing 7.5 inches like a glove. Another slam, another tingle, another
groan and his sweaty nuts gave up their resistance to unleash Dylan's
happiness on the Stranger Things stars.
"Ooooh fuckkk!" Dylan squealed, pulling his hard cock free of Noah's hole
and jerking the last few strokes of pleasure into his sensitive body. There
was just enough time for Dylan to move around the bed with his cock in his
hand, pulling back his cut cock and watching his head thicken to the
largest he'd ever seen it. Finn's beautiful, smooth face came into view
just in time as Dylan added, "Oh God!" And with a violent eruption, the
Unfortunate Events star began to coat Finn's pale body in his warm seed.
"Oh shit." Finn gasped, dropping himself into Noah's lap and found himself
rewarded with a chest full of Dylan's cum. The warm jizz splattering
against his chest felt amazing and taking the opportunity to tear his gaze
away from Noah's face he looked up and witnessed the beautiful sight of
Dylan's climax face. The Unfortunate Events star's face was a little
crooked, his mouth tilting and hanging open as he sighed with pleasure to
announce another volley of his cum which squirted powerfully across Finn's
milky torso. The Stranger things star could've stopped right there and just
waited as a canvas for Dylan's hot seed but with Noah to pleasure below
him, Finn ploughed on fucking himself as Dylan's soaked his smooth body in
beautiful marbly cum.
"God, you guys are hot!" Dylan sighed, tugging another heavy load out
across Finn's smooth neck. The Unfortunate Events star's comment was
followed by another simultaneous groan from the Stranger Things boys, whose
bodies moved in sweet unison as Finn pounded his slutty hole on Noah's
throbbing cock. Watching the way Finn's skinny thighs, coated in their
black hairs tightened to push his body up Noah's cock was beautiful,
sending another surge of pleasure through Dylan's shaft.
To aid Dylan with his orgasm, Finn reached out for the Unfortunate Events
star's balls as he bounced, gently massaging the sweaty sack as it coated
him with its produce. The moment Finn's soft fingertips made contact with
Dylan's nut sack the Stranger Things star was treated to a low straight
shot which wasted no energy as it fired straight into Finn's protruding
Adam's apple. Dylan's fist accelerated, stroking harder and faster,
resulting in more cum raining out over Finn's exposed neck while the
Stranger Things star helped him along. The 8th and final shot of Dylan's
orgasm was accompanied by a groan of pleasure and a flourish of his fringe,
looking towards the sky in pure happiness before returning his gaze down to
Finn. Stroking throughout his softening, Dylan kept his eyes on Finn,
beaming down on the bottom who released his balls and continued on bouncing
for Noah beneath him.
It hadn't gone unnoticed by Noah that Dylan was done and with the
Unfortunate Events star out of the picture he could now call the
shots. Clasping his hands against Finn's sides, he stopped the Canadian
bouncing along his cock and pinning his pale co-star to his crotch, Noah
rotated their bodies, placing Finn on his back with his head on the pillow
and his skinny legs spread nice and wide for Noah to remain slotted in
between.
It wasn't often Finn got to experience the top in Noah, but whenever he did
the Canadian knew he was in for a real treat. Noah planted his knees and
placed a hand on Finn's smooth, skinny side, then the other hand between
Finn's smooth, skinny pectoral bones and pulling his cock back 6 inches,
the American drove deep and straight into his sexy friend. The look in
Finn's eyes told Noah, ["That's it, right there!"] As the top began to pump
his gentle body full of hard cock.
Noah's eyes drank in the wonderful sight of his cum-stained bottom. Finn's
big brown eyes were wide with wonder while his fist clung nice and tight
around his throbbing sword. The deep purple of Finn's head somehow looked
even darker as his fist rolled slowly along his shaft. The American threw
his weight behind his meaty cock watching Finn's cute face twitch, his
large nipples jiggle and his tight fist stroke while most importantly,
Noah's thick meat sliced into the tight ring of Finn's skinny, pale
body. Although Finn wasn't the most confident bottom and Noah knew it, he
could see in the Canadian's eyes that today it felt good and for the
benefit of them both, Noah was going to capitalise.
Continuing to pull his cock all the way back then drive it all the way into
Finn's smooth belly, Noah fucked his friend hard bringing increasingly loud
groans from them both. The longer he fucked Finn, the wider Noah allowed
his legs to spread, lowering his centre of gravity as he pounded into his
cute friend. Noah's hairy nuts were tingling with excitement, coated in a
thickening coat of his sweat as the American drove his dick hard into
Finn's sexy belly.
The feeling of Noah's bare cock sliding into the tightness of his smooth,
pale belly edged Finn closer to his own climax. Every thrust of Noah's raw
meat within him felt like a jolt of happiness, spreading joy throughout
Finn's sensitive body and encouraging the bottom to stroke himself harder
still. "Are you liking my D Finny?" Noah huffed between shots. "Yeah, yeah,
I always love your D!!!" Finn panted as he jerked himself furiously.
The pressure in Finn's nuts approached the point of no return and for the
final lap he dipped down to kiss his boy. Another thrust of Noah's cable,
filling him with hot, hard flesh teased every nerve in his sensitive, young
body. Finn's free hand reached up to rest on Noah's smooth neck for two
reasons; first to pull the top in for a firmer, tighter kiss and second to
feel the perspiration of his supremely hot friend. A final scan of Noah's
beautiful face was all Finn needed, studying the smoothness of his
co-star's sweet face and that beautiful mole which was the trademark of
Noah Schnapp.
"Oh Will!!!" Finn groaned, finding enough consciousness within him to make
a Stranger Things joke at the point of climax as his sweaty nuts erupted
for the second time that day. Noah couldn't help but smile at Finn's timely
humour as he jabbed his hard cock dick into Finn's skinny belly. The
consequent thrusts ignited a strength inside Finn that covered his pale cum
stained chest with a fresh load, this time in the form of long ropes of his
own seed.
The ecstasy surging through Finn's horny body caused the bottom's skinny
legs to kick involuntarily. Tugging himself as fast as he possibly could,
Finn stroked 8 streaks of his pearly jizz to shower his pale body. "Dude,
oh God, dude!" Finn sighed again, his eyelids flickering under the
intensity of his orgasm as his co-star continued to stab him full of hard
American cock. "Kiss me again." Finn breathed as his swollen head continued
to pulse wildly. The final few ropes of Finn's cum squirted out over his
milky, white belly button, aided by the full force of Noah's tongue pushing
itself deep into his throat. Allowing Noah's invasive tongue to take him
all the way, Finn just lay there satisfied, no longer stroking as his head
squeezed out any remaining residue within his shaft, he was done, he was
empty and as always, around Noah he was happy.
Drowning himself in the bitter flavour of Finn's beer covered tongue, Noah
enjoyed their final kiss of this fuck before pulling his cock out of the
bottom and reversing to Finn's cum splattered chest, Noah dragged his
tongue across Finn's messy torso, picking up some of Finn's warm cum and
Dylan's older crusting cum on the way. The contrasting sensations along
with the flavour of Finn's cream tickled Noah's taste buds and as the
American jerked away on his rock-hard boner, Noah was already right on the
edge.
Looking back up Finn's smooth, skinny, pale torso, Noah's eyes were wide to
drink in the sight he enjoyed the most. The cute Canadian's sweet young
face looked straight back at him with those warm brown eyes filling Noah's
entire body with happiness. Stroking harder and faster, Noah's pink head
was thick and sensitive with his blood. Kissing Finn's torso, the thin jizz
clung arousingly to his lips stringy messily from his top lip to his
bottom. Noah's cock thickened, using the tasty cum strings to energise his
erection and with one more scan of his boy Finn Wolfhard along with one
more stroke of his solid cock, Noah reached the promised land.
Straightening up to show Finn his hard cock, Noah began to unload his
nuts. The rain came down heavily across Finn's messy body, already covered
in two loads, Noah's was the third and final load of the night to decorate
his creamy skin. Working his shaft rapidly, Noah tugged out the first rope
across Finn's belly button which was then followed by a powerful eruption
from his tight, sweaty nuts.
Long white ropes streaked across the small target of Finn's smooth, twinky
chest. One after the other thin ropes of cum landed across Finn's left
nipple, then down the middle of the Canadian's pecs a trio of Noah's ropes
streaked up from the base of Finn's pec and up to the base of his collar
bone. Still stroking, Noah felt the second half of his orgasm explode from
his slit and join the rest of his seed on Finn's sticky body. Another trio
of hot, pearly ropes squirted over the right side of Finn's body, covering
his other nipple and then down over his bony rib cage. Throwing his head
back for the dying embers of his orgasm, Noah jerked himself with
decreasing frequency. The American's swollen head forced the last pair of
droplets out onto Finn's belly button. A soft groan was the last signal of
his pleasure, jerking for comfort and finally dropping his empty cock,
Noah's orgasm was complete.
"You guys are so hot." Dylan croaked again from the side, watching Noah
gradually lowering himself to the bed next to Finn. "Come join us." Finn
smiled, placing his arm behind his head. Climbing back onto the bed, Dylan
settled in next to Finn while Noah snuggled him from the other side. "Did
you have a good time?" Noah asked, peering up over Finn to speak to
Dylan. "Totally, you two are the sweetest couple ever!" Dylan
exclaimed. "Ha, we have a good time." Noah replied, lowering back down to
nuzzle in next to Finn again. "Yeah, I can tell." Dylan smiled, reaching
for his phone.
Looking across at the sweet pair, Dylan couldn't encroach any more on their
night. Laying there Dylan took in the sight of Finn and Noah's naked bodies
the way they looked snuggling so warmly together. Dylan edged in closer to
Finn who wrapped him in under his arm. The heat of Finn's sticky body felt
marvellous, a memory Dylan wanted to take away and bottle up
forever. Noah's gentle face looked across at Dylan with a pleasant smile,
so sweet and reassuring then Dylan's phone buzzed again.
"I'm gonna take off." Dylan started, lifting himself up off the
mattress. "What? NO!" Finn grumbled. "Dude, don't go." Noah added. "You
guys." Dylan grinned happily. The Unfortunate Events Star stretched across
Finn to kiss Noah and then on his way back kissed Finn too before standing
up and grabbing his clothes, jumping back into them as quickly as he
could. "You guys have been so nice to me tonight, and I've had the best
time. But you too are only together for a few days, I don't want to get in
the way of that anymore." Dylan explained. "Pah, we see each other all the
time." Finn laughed. "I'm still a third wheel. Enjoy your sleep, and maybe
you'll let me keep this pic." Dylan smiled, taking a snap of Finn and Noah
laying together completely naked. "I'll keep it safe I promise." Dylan
added. "I believe you." Noah smiled. "Ok Dad's outside." Dylan announced,
returning to kiss each of them again before grabbing his things and
hurrying off.
Neither Finn nor Noah had the energy to chase him, all they could do was
watch and listen as the front door sounded, then a car door sounded, and
the car revved gently as it pulled away into the quiet Vancouver night.
Noah nuzzled back into Finn's smelly armpit and rested a hand on Finn's
dirty torso. The crusting cum felt so weird under his arm but who the fuck
cared, they certainly didn't. "Night Finny." "Night Noah." They whispered,
sharing one last kiss then drifted off for a peaceful sleep.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/roccos-first-kiss | Date: Mon, 29 May 2023 00:33:08 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Wanmor: Rocco's first Kiss... and then some. Big Boy and Chulo from the R&B group, Wanmor, had just woken up because their younger brother, Rocco, had barged into their room. At first, had a smile on his face but, when he saw the two in bed together, he was pissed. Then he just turned, closed the door, and, walked away. Big Boy and Chulo looked at each other. "I know you don't wanna hear this...." Big boy said. "Aw, come one, dude!" Chulo said as he turned away from Big Boy. "He's too young!" "We were too young wen we started messing around with each other." Big Boy said as he grabbed Chulo by the shoulder and forced him to look at him. "So, what do you wanna do about it?" Chulo asked. Big Boy just looked at Chulo. "Oh, hell naw!" Big Boy gave Chulo is patented "puppy Dog" Eyes. "No, big Boy! We are not inviting him into our little group." "Man, that ain't fair!" Big Boy said. "He's the only person who ISN'T included. You, me, and, Tyvas have played around with each other." Now, it was Big Boy's turn to look away. Chulo looked at Big Boy, whose back was turned to him. "Alright, boy! You win, you win, man." Big boy turned around and had a big ole grin on his face. "Let's go ask Rocco if he wants to play with us." Rocco lay in his bed, half naked. Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Who is it?" He asked loudly. "It's Big Boy and Chulo." "Go away!" Rocco said. "Come on, Rocco!" Big Boy said. "Yea, man." Chulo said. "Let us in." Rocco grumbled and got out of his bed. Then he pulled on some pants that were on the floor. He went and opened the door and said, "What ya'll want?" "Can we come in?" Chulo asked. "Come in." Rocco said as he let his brothers into his room. "We just wanted to say, we're sorry." Chulo said. "About what?" Rocco asked, still pissed. "Not letting you participate when we're playing around with each other." Big Boy said. "Then, can I join?" Rocco asked, smiling. "Yes, on one condition." Rocco began to frown and asked, "What do I gotta do?" "Just one thing." Chulo said, looking at Big Boy. Big Boy grinned back at Chulo and said, "All you gotta do is strip down naked in front of us..." Chulo interrupted saying, "And, do whatever we say right now!" So, as his brothers sat down on his bed. He chuckled nervously as he began to unbutton his pajamas. "Nice muscles bro." Big Boy said with a smile. At that moment, Rocco's dick stated to stir. "Let's see some more of that body." Chulo said with a lascivious grin. Rocco nervously paused and looked at his brothers. "You good, bro?" Chulo asked. "You need some help?" Big Boy asked. Before Rocco could answer, Big Boy and Chulo walked over to him. Then, suddenly, Big Boy, gently lifted Rocco's face to look at him. Then Big Boy kissed Rocco on the lips. All Rocco could do was grin from ear to ear. "You like that?" Chulo asked as he slid his hand down Rocco's pajama pants. "Naw, man." Big Boy said. "I bet he'll like this, though." He slid both his hands down Rocco's PJ's. Rocco softly moaned. Then, suddenly, Chulo slid Rocco's PJ bottoms down to the floor. Big Boy stepped back and got a real good look at Rocco's booty. "Damn, bro!" He said. "You got a real cute booty!" Really?" Rocco asked shyly. Big Boy groped Rocco's ass and said, "Indeed!" Rocco's brothers were feeling on his ass, and he was enjoying every minute of it. "Mmmm." He moaned softly. He looked up at Chulo and asked, "Can I feel you up?" Chulo turned to Big Boy and whispered something in his ear. Big Boy nodded real quick. Then Chulo said, "Sure." Rocco reached over to Chulo's muscular chest. Then, suddenly, he stopped. "Big Boy, hold his hands behind his back." Rocco said. "Don't let him escape." So Big Boy grabbed Chulo's arms and held them behind his back. As Chulo pretended to struggle, Rocco felt up Chulo's arms and chest. As he was doing this, his dick started to stir. "Looks like you're having fun, Rocco." Big Boy said. "You have no idea!" Rocco said with a grin. It wasn't like Chulo wasn't "having fun", too. As Rocco caressed his muscular chest, Chulo's dick started to stir. Then, suddenly, Rocco reached his hand down the front of Chulo's PJ bottoms and down his boxers. When Rocco got a hold of Chulo's dick and balls, Chulo said, "Be easy, bro! Those are some precious packages you're holding. Rocco's mouth dropped open. "Is your stuff really that big?" He asked. "Take down my pants and drawers and find out for yourself!" Rocco looked at Chulo as if he was crazy. "I'm serious, bro!" Chulo said. "If you wanna see my dick and balls, you gotta take off my bottoms and my underwear." So, without hesitation, Rocco slid Chulo's pants down. When he saw Chulo's underwear underneath, he gasped. Chulo was wearing a pair of white bikini briefs; the really showed off Chulo's muscular legs. He licked his lips. Rocco saw Chulo's big dick and licked his lips. Chulo saw him looking and said, "Why don't you have a taste?" Rocco looked up at Chulo for a moment. "Come on. It doesn't bite." So, Rocco opened his mouth and took in as much of his brother's dick as he could. Unbelievably, Rocco managed to swallow, at least, three quarters of Chulo's dick! While Rocco was chowing down on Chulo's meat, Big Boy was looking at Chulo's backside. "Damn!" Big Boy thought to himself. "Chulo's ass is phat!" Chulo turned his head to see Big Boy, lustfully looking at his ass. "You wanna lick, don't you?" Chulo asked Big Boy. Big Boy just looked at him with a big grin. "Go ahead. It's all yours!" First thing Big Boy did to Chulo's fine ass was grope it roughly. "Mmmm." Chulo moaned softly. Big Boy spread Chulo's ass cheeks wide. "How many fingers you think I can up there, Chulo?" Chulo looked back at Big Boy and just shrugged his shoulders. In truth, Chulo was a little nervous. The only thing that's ever happened, back there, to him, was having his ass ate. He, silently, prayed that he could, at least, take Big Boy's finger up the ass. Suddenly Chulo and Big Boy heard slurping sounds. They looked down and they saw Rocco slurping away on Chulo's dick. "How does that dick taste, Rocco?" Chulo asked as he gently rubbed the top of Rocco's head. Rocco looked up with a big ole grin and said, "It tastes delicious!" Big Boy, gently slid his finger up Chulo's hole a bit. Chulo winced in pain. Big Boy felt Chulo's ass lips tightening around his finger. He kept his finger right where it was, letting Chulo get used to it. As he kept that finger still, Big Boy played with Chulo's ass cheeks, slapping them as if they were a drum kit. "Mmmm." Chulo moaned. Big Boy wiggled his finger in Chulo's ass. "Oooh!" Meanwhile, Rocco was enjoying Chulo's dick, slurping and sucking on it for all he was worth. "God damn!" Chulo exclaimed. "Now, be honest, Rocco. How long you been sucking dick?" "This is my first time... Honest!" Rocco lied. He wasn't about to tell Chulo where he learned to do this. "Well, wherever you learned, you're a natural!" Chulo said. He felt his knees starting to get weak. "Let's take this to the bed." Chulo let Rocco get on his back and gave him a piggyback ride to the bed. As they went, Big Boy stroked Chulo's dick and fondled Rocco's ass simultaneously. He had Rocco and Chulo moaning loudly. Luckily, they were on the bed in mere moments. "How bout you serve us both, Rocco?" Big Boy said as he stripped out of his clothes. Rocco grinned from ear to ear. Big Boy saw the look in Rocco's eyes. "You like what you see?" All Rocco could do was just grin like a Cheshire cat!" Rocco was in heaven as Big Boy and Chulo lay on the bed before him, stroking their big, fat dicks. Rocco licked his lips before returning his mouth to Chulo's dick. As he continued to suck on Chulo's dick, Rocco began to stroke Big Boy's dick with his right hand. "Mmmm." Big Boy moaned. "I like this!" "Me, too!" Chulo said as he placed his hands on top of Rocco's head. "Ooowwweee!" Chulo reached over to the nightstand and picked up his cell phone. Rocco saw Chulo pick up said phone and asked, "What are you gonna do with that?" "I'm gonna take some pictures of that little ass of yours." As Rocco continued to suck their dicks, Chulo began to click away. During the little "photoshoot", Chulo took some really hot pictures of Rocco's ass. Then Big Boy reached down and smacked Rocco's ass. Rocco wiggled his but in response. "Look at that ass jiggle!" SLAP! Chulo smacked Rocco's ass and gripped it tightly. That's when Rocco's dick got rock hard. Rocco jumped back and forth on Chulo and Big Boy's dicks, getting them rock hard. Chulo and Big Boy looked at each other. "I guess it's time to eat some ass." Chulo said. He got up from where he lay and got behind Rocco. "Supper time!" Chulo took his tongue and began to lick from the heel of Rocco's left foot, working his way up to Rocco's left ass cheek. "Mmmm!" Rocco moaned as he continued to suck Big Boy's dick. Big Boy's eyes were as wide as saucers. "Damn! Shit!" Big Boy cried out as he held onto Rocco's head, forcing more of his dick down his brother's throat. "Yess!" "Feels good, don't it?" Chulo asked. "Yes indeed!" Big Boy said. "Goodness!" Chulo licked and sucked on Rocco's left ass cheek and then went to his right ass cheek. Then he nibbled on both ass cheeks. "MMMMM!" Rocco moaned; his eyes opened wide. Next, Big Boy licked down the back of Rocco's right leg. As he was licking, Big Boy noticed Rocco's toes curling. "You turned on, Rocco?" He asked. "MMMMM!" Rocco moaned as he continued to suck Big Boy's dick. As he did that, Chulo bent down behind Rocco, spread his ass cheeks apart and, gently, slid his middle finger up his brother's tight hole. Rocco braced himself for the pain that would come.... But, none ever came. All Rocco felt was his ass lips widening, which really didn't hurt. As a matter of fact, Rocco felt real good. He turned and said, "Stick another finger up there, man. I can take it." So, Chulo slid his pointer finger up Rocco's ass. Then Chulo slapped Rocco's ass. That caused Rocco to suck Big Boy's dick a little faster. "Oooh shit!" Big Boy exclaimed. "Damn, that mouth is lethal! God damn!" Big Boy bit his lip, just trying to deal with that onslaught of pleasure that was coursing through him. Then Big Boy slapped Rocco's as which really turned Rocco on! He looked back at Big Boy and said, "Fuck me, please! Please!" Big Boy and Chulo looked at each other and then looked at Rocco. They had never seen Rocco this desperate sounding before. "I got you, bro." Big Boy said as rubbed his shoulder. He looked at Chulo. "We got you." Big Boy took Rocco into his arms and carried him to the head of the bed and laid him down. "Now, how do you wanna get this dick?" Chulo asked. Rocco smiled up at him and said, "I wanna ride that dick." So, Big Boy got on the bed, on his back and slowly stroked his dick until it was rock hard. "Climb on board, bro." He said. Rocco grinned as he, slowly, carefully, sat down on his brother's dick. "Mmmm!" Rocco moaned as he felt the thickness of his brother's dick. "Damn!" Rocco felt like his asshole was being really stretched out. "Fuck!" Big Boy let him sit on his dick, letting him get comfortable with his dick in his ass. "OMIGOD!" Waves od pleasure washed over Rocco. "Oooh! My ass!" Big Boy looked over at Chulo, who looked bored and said, "Come here and put your face in my ass!" Chulo climbed up onto Big Boy's face and sat down. Instantly, Big Boy smelled Chulo's sweaty ass and, instantly, he was turned on! Big Boy's dick was rock hard in Rocco's ass. "Oh shit!" Rocco cried out. Big Boy grabbed Rocco by the waist and bounced him up and down on his dick. "God damn, this dick!" Meanwhile, Chulo reached out and played with Rocco's little nipples as Rocco rode Big Boy's dick. Next thing Rocco knew, Chulo reached over and kissed him, gently on the lips. At this point, Rocco was in heaven. He dared to kiss Chulo back. "You got some real soft lips, bro." Chulo said. "That's hot!" Chulo bent down a little and nibbled on Rocco's neck. "Mmmmm." Rocco moaned. "Ooooh!" "I wonder if Chulo would let me kiss him more often." Rocco thought to himself. He looked at Chulo for a moment. "Probably not." At the other end of Rocco's body, Big Boy was slamming his dick up Rocco's hole. "MMMMMM!" Rocco moaned loudly. "It's too big! Fuck!" Rocco tried to get up off Big Boy's dick but, Big Boy locked his arms around Rocco's waist. "Oooh.... Mmmmm!" The pleasure Rocco felt was overwhelming him. Then Chulo grabbed Rocco's ass cheeks with both hands and groped them. "Where do you think you're going, bro?" Chulo asked. "This dick is too big!" Rocco exclaimed, his eyes getting wide. "I can't take no more!" "FUCK!" Rocco roared. Seconds later, his dick spewed cum all over Chulo's chest. His dick spit, at least, three loads onto Chulo's chest. Chulo looked at Rocco who looked at Chulo with a smile. "You know that's not gonna go unpunished, right?" Chulo said. All Rocco could do was grin. Chulo scooped up some of the cum from his chest and looked devilishly at Rocco. "Don't you dare!" Before Rocco knew what was about to happen, Chulo smeared his cum all over Rocco's face! Big Boy grabbed Rocco's arms and held them behind his back. "Let see what happen if I pinch these nipples!" Chulo said. He reached over and, roughly, pinched Rocco's soft nipples. "Noo... Mmm... Oooo." Rocco moaned. Just then, his dick got hard. "It looks like you like this, Rocco." Chulo said. "Don't it, Big Boy?" Big Boy looked over Rocco's shoulders. "It does, indeed!" Big Boy said with a smile. Chulo reached down and stroked Rocco's dick. "MMMM!" Rocco moaned. "I'm gonna cum!" Chulo stopped stroking Rocco's dick immediately. "What the fuck?" Rocco looked like he wanted to kill Chulo. Big Boy fucked Rocco harder and faster. "SHIT! OWWW! FUCK ME!" For the next few minutes, all you heard was skin slapping skin! Then, suddenly, Big Boy roared, "I'M GONNA CUM!!!" He quickly pulled his dick out and sprayed Rocco's ass cheeks with his cum. Big Boy was exhausted. He looked at Rocco's sweaty ass cheeks and then said to Chulo, "You're gonna enjoy this ass, man!" He and Big Boy hi-fived each other. Then Big Boy flipped Rocco onto his back. Chulo grabbed Rocco's legs by the ankles and held them there until Big Boy got where he was and grabbed Rocco's legs from him. "Rocco, you ready for round two?" Chulo said as he stroked his big dick. "Oh God!" Rocco exclaimed. "Well, you'd better get ready." Chulo said as he, roughly, groped Rocco's sweat soaked ass cheeks. "Cause here I cum! The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Mon, 29 May 2023 00:33:08 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Wanmor: Rocco's first Kiss... and then some.
Big Boy and Chulo from the R&B group, Wanmor, had just woken up because
their younger brother, Rocco, had barged into their room. At first, had
a smile on his face but, when he saw the two in bed together, he was
pissed. Then he just turned, closed the door, and, walked away. Big Boy
and Chulo looked at each other. "I know you don't wanna hear this...."
Big boy said. "Aw, come one, dude!" Chulo said as he turned away from
Big Boy. "He's too young!"
"We were too young wen we started messing around with each other." Big
Boy said as he grabbed Chulo by the shoulder and forced him to look at
him. "So, what do you wanna do about it?" Chulo asked. Big Boy just
looked at Chulo. "Oh, hell naw!" Big Boy gave Chulo is patented
"puppy Dog" Eyes. "No, big Boy! We are not inviting him into our
little group." "Man, that ain't fair!" Big Boy said. "He's the
only person who ISN'T included. You, me, and, Tyvas have played around
with each other." Now, it was Big Boy's turn to look away. Chulo
looked at Big Boy, whose back was turned to him. "Alright, boy! You
win, you win, man." Big boy turned around and had a big ole grin on his
face. "Let's go ask Rocco if he wants to play with us."
Rocco lay in his bed, half naked. Suddenly, there was a knock at the
door. "Who is it?" He asked loudly. "It's Big Boy and Chulo."
"Go away!" Rocco said. "Come on, Rocco!" Big Boy said. "Yea,
man." Chulo said. "Let us in." Rocco grumbled and got out of his
bed. Then he pulled on some pants that were on the floor. He went and
opened the door and said, "What ya'll want?" "Can we come in?"
Chulo asked. "Come in." Rocco said as he let his brothers into his
room. "We just wanted to say, we're sorry." Chulo said. "About
what?" Rocco asked, still pissed. "Not letting you participate when
we're playing around with each other." Big Boy said. "Then, can I
join?" Rocco asked, smiling. "Yes, on one condition." Rocco began to
frown and asked, "What do I gotta do?" "Just one thing." Chulo said,
looking at Big Boy. Big Boy grinned back at Chulo and said, "All you
gotta do is strip down naked in front of us..." Chulo interrupted
saying, "And, do whatever we say right now!"
So, as his brothers sat down on his bed. He chuckled nervously as he
began to unbutton his pajamas. "Nice muscles bro." Big Boy said with a
smile. At that moment, Rocco's dick stated to stir. "Let's see some
more of that body." Chulo said with a lascivious grin. Rocco nervously
paused and looked at his brothers. "You good, bro?" Chulo asked.
"You need some help?" Big Boy asked. Before Rocco could answer, Big
Boy and Chulo walked over to him. Then, suddenly, Big Boy, gently lifted
Rocco's face to look at him. Then Big Boy kissed Rocco on the lips.
All Rocco could do was grin from ear to ear. "You like that?" Chulo
asked as he slid his hand down Rocco's pajama pants. "Naw, man." Big
Boy said. "I bet he'll like this, though." He slid both his hands
down Rocco's PJ's. Rocco softly moaned. Then, suddenly, Chulo slid
Rocco's PJ bottoms down to the floor. Big Boy stepped back and got a
real good look at Rocco's booty. "Damn, bro!" He said. "You got a
real cute booty!" Really?" Rocco asked shyly. Big Boy groped Rocco's
ass and said, "Indeed!"
Rocco's brothers were feeling on his ass, and he was enjoying every
minute of it. "Mmmm." He moaned softly. He looked up at Chulo and
asked, "Can I feel you up?" Chulo turned to Big Boy and whispered
something in his ear. Big Boy nodded real quick. Then Chulo said,
"Sure." Rocco reached over to Chulo's muscular chest. Then,
suddenly, he stopped. "Big Boy, hold his hands behind his back." Rocco
said. "Don't let him escape."
So Big Boy grabbed Chulo's arms and held them behind his back. As Chulo
pretended to struggle, Rocco felt up Chulo's arms and chest. As he was
doing this, his dick started to stir. "Looks like you're having fun,
Rocco." Big Boy said. "You have no idea!" Rocco said with a grin. It
wasn't like Chulo wasn't "having fun", too. As Rocco caressed his
muscular chest, Chulo's dick started to stir.
Then, suddenly, Rocco reached his hand down the front of Chulo's PJ
bottoms and down his boxers. When Rocco got a hold of Chulo's dick and
balls, Chulo said, "Be easy, bro! Those are some precious packages
you're holding. Rocco's mouth dropped open. "Is your stuff really
that big?" He asked. "Take down my pants and drawers and find out for
yourself!"
Rocco looked at Chulo as if he was crazy. "I'm serious, bro!" Chulo
said. "If you wanna see my dick and balls, you gotta take off my bottoms
and my underwear." So, without hesitation, Rocco slid Chulo's pants
down. When he saw Chulo's underwear underneath, he gasped. Chulo was
wearing a pair of white bikini briefs; the really showed off Chulo's
muscular legs. He licked his lips.
Rocco saw Chulo's big dick and licked his lips. Chulo saw him looking
and said, "Why don't you have a taste?" Rocco looked up at Chulo for
a moment. "Come on. It doesn't bite." So, Rocco opened his mouth and
took in as much of his brother's dick as he could. Unbelievably, Rocco
managed to swallow, at least, three quarters of Chulo's dick!
While Rocco was chowing down on Chulo's meat, Big Boy was looking at
Chulo's backside. "Damn!" Big Boy thought to himself. "Chulo's ass
is phat!" Chulo turned his head to see Big Boy, lustfully looking at
his ass. "You wanna lick, don't you?" Chulo asked Big Boy. Big Boy
just looked at him with a big grin. "Go ahead. It's all yours!"
First thing Big Boy did to Chulo's fine ass was grope it roughly.
"Mmmm." Chulo moaned softly. Big Boy spread Chulo's ass cheeks wide.
"How many fingers you think I can up there, Chulo?" Chulo looked back
at Big Boy and just shrugged his shoulders.
In truth, Chulo was a little nervous. The only thing that's ever
happened, back there, to him, was having his ass ate. He, silently,
prayed that he could, at least, take Big Boy's finger up the ass.
Suddenly Chulo and Big Boy heard slurping sounds. They looked down and
they saw Rocco slurping away on Chulo's dick. "How does that dick
taste, Rocco?" Chulo asked as he gently rubbed the top of Rocco's
head. Rocco looked up with a big ole grin and said, "It tastes
delicious!"
Big Boy, gently slid his finger up Chulo's hole a bit. Chulo winced in
pain. Big Boy felt Chulo's ass lips tightening around his finger. He
kept his finger right where it was, letting Chulo get used to it. As he
kept that finger still, Big Boy played with Chulo's ass cheeks, slapping
them as if they were a drum kit. "Mmmm." Chulo moaned. Big Boy
wiggled his finger in Chulo's ass. "Oooh!"
Meanwhile, Rocco was enjoying Chulo's dick, slurping and sucking on it
for all he was worth. "God damn!" Chulo exclaimed. "Now, be honest,
Rocco. How long you been sucking dick?" "This is my first time...
Honest!" Rocco lied. He wasn't about to tell Chulo where he learned to
do this. "Well, wherever you learned, you're a natural!" Chulo said.
He felt his knees starting to get weak. "Let's take this to the bed."
Chulo let Rocco get on his back and gave him a piggyback ride to the
bed. As they went, Big Boy stroked Chulo's dick and fondled Rocco's
ass simultaneously. He had Rocco and Chulo moaning loudly. Luckily,
they were on the bed in mere moments. "How bout you serve us both,
Rocco?" Big Boy said as he stripped out of his clothes. Rocco grinned
from ear to ear. Big Boy saw the look in Rocco's eyes. "You like what
you see?" All Rocco could do was just grin like a Cheshire cat!"
Rocco was in heaven as Big Boy and Chulo lay on the bed before him,
stroking their big, fat dicks. Rocco licked his lips before returning
his mouth to Chulo's dick. As he continued to suck on Chulo's dick,
Rocco began to stroke Big Boy's dick with his right hand. "Mmmm." Big
Boy moaned. "I like this!" "Me, too!" Chulo said as he placed his
hands on top of Rocco's head. "Ooowwweee!"
Chulo reached over to the nightstand and picked up his cell phone. Rocco
saw Chulo pick up said phone and asked, "What are you gonna do with
that?" "I'm gonna take some pictures of that little ass of yours."
As Rocco continued to suck their dicks, Chulo began to click away.
During the little "photoshoot", Chulo took some really hot pictures of
Rocco's ass. Then Big Boy reached down and smacked Rocco's ass. Rocco
wiggled his but in response. "Look at that ass jiggle!"
SLAP! Chulo smacked Rocco's ass and gripped it tightly. That's when
Rocco's dick got rock hard. Rocco jumped back and forth on Chulo and
Big Boy's dicks, getting them rock hard. Chulo and Big Boy looked at
each other. "I guess it's time to eat some ass." Chulo said. He got
up from where he lay and got behind Rocco. "Supper time!"
Chulo took his tongue and began to lick from the heel of Rocco's left
foot, working his way up to Rocco's left ass cheek. "Mmmm!" Rocco
moaned as he continued to suck Big Boy's dick. Big Boy's eyes were as
wide as saucers. "Damn! Shit!" Big Boy cried out as he held onto
Rocco's head, forcing more of his dick down his brother's throat.
"Yess!" "Feels good, don't it?" Chulo asked. "Yes indeed!" Big
Boy said. "Goodness!"
Chulo licked and sucked on Rocco's left ass cheek and then went to his
right ass cheek. Then he nibbled on both ass cheeks. "MMMMM!" Rocco
moaned; his eyes opened wide. Next, Big Boy licked down the back of
Rocco's right leg. As he was licking, Big Boy noticed Rocco's toes
curling. "You turned on, Rocco?" He asked. "MMMMM!" Rocco moaned as
he continued to suck Big Boy's dick. As he did that, Chulo bent down
behind Rocco, spread his ass cheeks apart and, gently, slid his middle
finger up his brother's tight hole. Rocco braced himself for the pain
that would come.... But, none ever came.
All Rocco felt was his ass lips widening, which really didn't hurt. As
a matter of fact, Rocco felt real good. He turned and said, "Stick
another finger up there, man. I can take it." So, Chulo slid his
pointer finger up Rocco's ass. Then Chulo slapped Rocco's ass. That
caused Rocco to suck Big Boy's dick a little faster. "Oooh shit!" Big
Boy exclaimed. "Damn, that mouth is lethal! God damn!" Big Boy bit
his lip, just trying to deal with that onslaught of pleasure that was
coursing through him. Then Big Boy slapped Rocco's as which really
turned Rocco on! He looked back at Big Boy and said, "Fuck me, please!
Please!"
Big Boy and Chulo looked at each other and then looked at Rocco. They
had never seen Rocco this desperate sounding before. "I got you, bro."
Big Boy said as rubbed his shoulder. He looked at Chulo. "We got
you." Big Boy took Rocco into his arms and carried him to the head of
the bed and laid him down. "Now, how do you wanna get this dick?"
Chulo asked. Rocco smiled up at him and said, "I wanna ride that
dick."
So, Big Boy got on the bed, on his back and slowly stroked his dick until
it was rock hard. "Climb on board, bro." He said. Rocco grinned as
he, slowly, carefully, sat down on his brother's dick. "Mmmm!" Rocco
moaned as he felt the thickness of his brother's dick. "Damn!" Rocco
felt like his asshole was being really stretched out. "Fuck!" Big Boy
let him sit on his dick, letting him get comfortable with his dick in his
ass. "OMIGOD!" Waves od pleasure washed over Rocco. "Oooh! My
ass!" Big Boy looked over at Chulo, who looked bored and said, "Come
here and put your face in my ass!"
Chulo climbed up onto Big Boy's face and sat down. Instantly, Big Boy
smelled Chulo's sweaty ass and, instantly, he was turned on! Big Boy's
dick was rock hard in Rocco's ass. "Oh shit!" Rocco cried out. Big
Boy grabbed Rocco by the waist and bounced him up and down on his dick.
"God damn, this dick!"
Meanwhile, Chulo reached out and played with Rocco's little nipples as
Rocco rode Big Boy's dick. Next thing Rocco knew, Chulo reached over
and kissed him, gently on the lips. At this point, Rocco was in heaven.
He dared to kiss Chulo back. "You got some real soft lips, bro." Chulo
said. "That's hot!" Chulo bent down a little and nibbled on Rocco's
neck. "Mmmmm." Rocco moaned. "Ooooh!" "I wonder if Chulo would let
me kiss him more often." Rocco thought to himself. He looked at Chulo
for a moment. "Probably not."
At the other end of Rocco's body, Big Boy was slamming his dick up
Rocco's hole. "MMMMMM!" Rocco moaned loudly. "It's too big!
Fuck!" Rocco tried to get up off Big Boy's dick but, Big Boy locked
his arms around Rocco's waist. "Oooh.... Mmmmm!" The pleasure Rocco
felt was overwhelming him. Then Chulo grabbed Rocco's ass cheeks with
both hands and groped them. "Where do you think you're going, bro?"
Chulo asked. "This dick is too big!" Rocco exclaimed, his eyes getting
wide. "I can't take no more!"
"FUCK!" Rocco roared. Seconds later, his dick spewed cum all over
Chulo's chest. His dick spit, at least, three loads onto Chulo's
chest. Chulo looked at Rocco who looked at Chulo with a smile. "You
know that's not gonna go unpunished, right?" Chulo said. All Rocco
could do was grin. Chulo scooped up some of the cum from his chest and
looked devilishly at Rocco. "Don't you dare!" Before Rocco knew what
was about to happen, Chulo smeared his cum all over Rocco's face!
Big Boy grabbed Rocco's arms and held them behind his back. "Let see
what happen if I pinch these nipples!" Chulo said. He reached over and,
roughly, pinched Rocco's soft nipples. "Noo... Mmm... Oooo." Rocco
moaned. Just then, his dick got hard. "It looks like you like this,
Rocco." Chulo said. "Don't it, Big Boy?" Big Boy looked over
Rocco's shoulders. "It does, indeed!" Big Boy said with a smile.
Chulo reached down and stroked Rocco's dick. "MMMM!" Rocco moaned.
"I'm gonna cum!" Chulo stopped stroking Rocco's dick immediately.
"What the fuck?" Rocco looked like he wanted to kill Chulo. Big Boy
fucked Rocco harder and faster. "SHIT! OWWW! FUCK ME!" For the next
few minutes, all you heard was skin slapping skin!
Then, suddenly, Big Boy roared, "I'M GONNA CUM!!!" He quickly pulled
his dick out and sprayed Rocco's ass cheeks with his cum. Big Boy was
exhausted. He looked at Rocco's sweaty ass cheeks and then said to
Chulo, "You're gonna enjoy this ass, man!" He and Big Boy hi-fived
each other. Then Big Boy flipped Rocco onto his back. Chulo grabbed
Rocco's legs by the ankles and held them there until Big Boy got where
he was and grabbed Rocco's legs from him. "Rocco, you ready for round
two?" Chulo said as he stroked his big dick. "Oh God!" Rocco
exclaimed. "Well, you'd better get ready." Chulo said as he, roughly,
groped Rocco's sweat soaked ass cheeks. "Cause here I cum!
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/dominic-and-the-minaur | Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 15:22:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Dominic & the Minaur Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Total Tennis 11: Dominic and the Minaur Remaining in Monte Carlo following their defeats for the Masters tournament, Alex de Minaur and Dominic Thiem enjoy a sociable drink before the flight to Madrid. "Rumour has it that you like getting fucked." Dominic grinned malevolently whilst sipping his drink. "Fuck or be fucked I always say." Alex giggled flippantly. "Be fucked." Dominic winked. "My room later then?" Alex chuckled. "Wearing nothing but your cock." Dominic whispered. } Alex answered the door to the sight of Dominic Thiem still wearing his slick Armani suit. The Austrian moved into Alex's room and instantly began to strip. Dominic's expensive black jacket, trousers and clean white shirt hit the floor in the blink of an eye. Alex moved with Dominic towards his bed, sliding his shorts beyond his waist and then peeling his t-shirt over his head, the Aussie tossed it aside carelessly. Dominic glanced over at Alex's slim, tanned body, the 24-year-old looked cute and gentle, but Dominic was about to change all of that. Wearing just his long black socks, Dominic mounted the bed on all fours and shuffled halfway up to give Alex plenty of space behind him. The Australian watched Dominic move into position appreciating the incredible view that was the 29-year-old's stunning arse. Dominic's arse was absolute perfection; two large, round muscular, pale globes with a generous covering of dark brown hairs which created a map leading into the Austrian's inviting hole. Alex felt himself being drawn into Dominic's arse like a piece of metal to an electromagnet. Sliding his boxers down, Alex jumped on to the bed behind Dominic and placed a hand on the Austrian's firm cheeks. Alex approached Dominic's juicy arse, the youngster hovered for a few seconds just to appreciate the Austrian's form. "Oh yeahhhh." Dominic moaned as Alex's outstretched tongue glided along his waiting hole. The Australian rested his nose against the ridge of Dominic's arse then taking the 29-year-old's meaty thighs, Alex pushed his tongue in as deep as Dominic's hole would allow. The Australian's tongue slithered along the dark hairs leading into Dominic's hole guiding him back and forth as he devoured the former U.S. Open champion's delicious flavour. Dominic moaned again, feeling the Australian's tongue lubing up his runway and sending tingles through his crotch. "You like that ass?" Dominic asked. "UMM HMMMM." Alex agreed, pressing his cheeks hard into Dominic's buttocks. Dominic closed his eyes to truly appreciate the feeling of Alex's incredible tongue work. The Aussie's tongue worked its way across the soft hairs leading into Dominic's sweet hole, spreading saliva liberally across the grand slam champion's beautiful opening. Alex's tongue curled right up into the upper side of the Austrian's cunt and sucked the flavour from Dominic's hole. Dominic replied by pushing out his ring to offer Alex full access. Alex groaned into Dominic's cheeks as he snacked at the Austrian's hole. Alex's hands firmly massaged Dominic's meaty arse, kneading the 29-year-old's buns to tease every last drop of Dominic's sweet flavour. Alex's body replied by forcing as much blood down to his crotch as the cute young Aussie could spare. Pointing out in front of him, Alex felt his hard cock pulsing as the taste of Dominic's delicious arse swept across his taste buds. The feeling of Alex's tongue swirling around inside his hole made Dominic's cock just as hard as Alex's. The Austrian sighed at the swirling muscle, lapping at his tight insides. The youngster's warm cheeks transferred their heat to Dominic's meaty glutes, hungry to take in every piece of the Austrian's essence. Dominic closed his eyes and smiled, immersing himself in the pleasure of Alex's deep, prolonged tongue lashing. This was why he did those hours and hours of squats, to make his arse moreish and irresistible. Another long deep sigh into his tight chute while Alex inhaled another breath told Dominic he'd been successful; the young Aussie was truly enjoying himself. "Suck my hole." Dominic groaned, delighted by the feeling of Alex's tongue swirling within his cavern. The Australian complied happily with Dominic's request, turning to the side vertically, slurping at each side and sighing. To add to the sensation of his talented tongue, Alex's tight grip of Dominic's firm round cheeks felt so strong and manly. The growing problem for Alex was the size of his cock. The young Aussie felt so turned on by the taste of Dominic's arse that his boner stood higher than 90°. The cute Aussie spat sticky phlegm across Dominic's opening and pushed it in with his tongue. "Grrrr." Dominic growled, enjoying the feeling of Alex's tongue slathering around his entrance. To increase the pleasure of his tongue, Alex squeezed the Austrian's firm buns, massaging the tight muscles to stimulate Dominic's blood flow. Alex pressed his face into the gap between Dominic's cheeks and pressing his tongue against his rival's ring, the Australian sucked hard at Dominic's cavity. Alex was amazed not only by how firm Dominic's body remained but also how great the Austrian's arse tasted. The 24-year-old ate hungrily at Dominic's entrance swirling his tongue within the Austrian's tunnel while Dominic groaned his encouragement. Dominic had decided to assist Alex with his rimjob, pushing out his ring to grant Alex full access. Meanwhile, Dominic reached between his legs taking hold of his hard, uncut 7-inch cock and began to stroke. Alex had plenty of practice rimming holes in the past as he expertly tongued the grand slam champion's back entrance. Each movement of his tongue brought pleasure to the Austrian whose cock throbbed in response. Gradually Alex probed deeper, waiting patiently for the 29-year-old's body to open up naturally allowing him deeper and deeper inside his perfect arse. The Australian's eyes moved up Dominic's body starting at those perfect buns between which his tongue danced, moving up to the Austrian's slim back where his smooth muscular skin shone reflecting the rooms lighting off to those broad powerful shoulders. Just as impressive as the depth of Alex's tongue work was also the length. The young Aussie took his time to really appreciate Dominic's delicious insides. It had been more than 10 minutes of continuous tongue work. Alex added more phlegm as he went, making sure to keep Dominic's ring nicely lubricated as he probed the Austrian's insides. Finally, Alex felt compelled to move into the next lane and energetically hopping up behind Dominic, the young Aussie lined himself up with the gap in the 29-year-old's irresistible cheeks. Wrapping his fist around his 6-inch boner Alex made himself as high as possible before entry. The Austrian's ring was poised for action and as Alex rested his head against the bottom's ring, he felt himself instantly begin to sink into the stunning grand slam champion. Alex stood on both feet with his thighs either side of Dominic's perfect arse cheeks and guiding his weight forward his entire 6-foot (1.8m) body forced itself into Dominic's body through his chubby 6-inch cock. "Yeah, hard, hardddd!" Dominic begged. The bottom pushed out his ring allowing Alex's shaft to slide freely. The young top took full advantage by pumping Dominic full of his meat, ensuring he rammed his crotch straight into Dominic's juicy cushions every time he filled the Austrian's chute. Alex's slender hips moved quickly, accelerating as he pumped his hard cock into Dominic's widening belly. The room rang with the sound of Alex's fuzzy crotch rapping into Dominic's juicy arse cheeks as the young top speared his entire length into the sexy bottom. "Yeah, yeah, yeah." Dominic cheered as Alex rocked into him, filling his hole with that nice chubby Australian dick. The horny bottom had dropped his cock which swung between his legs, rocking with the momentum created by Alex's sharp thrusts. Dominic hoped that his cheerleading would help to inspire Alex and he wasn't far from the truth. The top found himself addicted to the feeling of his raw cock burying itself into the Austrian's warm belly, pleasing them both with tingling friction. "My turn." Dominic sighed between shots. The bottom caught a hold of Alex's tight sweaty arse as the Aussie crushed his crotch back into Dominic's belly. "How do you wanna do it?" "Just roll over." Dominic smiled, looking back at Alex then straightened his back to kiss him gently. The young top smiled, following the Austrian's instructions. The pair remained attached as they rolled around, falling on to Alex's back with Dominic spreading his legs nice and wide above. Trapped underneath the sexy Austrian, Alex could only watch on with delight as Dominic took control, using his bulging leg muscles to pull his arse up and down the Aussie's hard cock. To assert his control on the situation, Dominic placed a hand flat in between Alex's pecs and pressing the Aussie to the bed, he levered himself up and down, pulling his ring to the Aussie's tip and slammed his entire arse down, driving it hard into Alex's pelvis. "Oh God." Alex grunted, the weight of Dominic's toned frame slamming down onto him forced the air out of him as he exhaled. Impressed at the power of Dominic's body as it smashed into him, shattering his skinny pelvis with every thud, Alex just relaxed and accepted the pleasure. Throwing his arms behind his head he didn't need to do anything else. The bottom was an expert who moved effortlessly along his shaft, fucking himself hard with Alex's rock-hard tool. Alex couldn't see Dominic's body from this angle with the Austrian's back to his chest, but he'd seen the bottom's body many times and he'd never been disappointed. In his mind, Dominic's pecs were scrunched nicely and tightly, giving the 29-year-old the strength to pound his hole brutally down into Alex's crotch. To confirm his thoughts, the Aussie reached around to Dominic's abs and laid a hand flat against them. The heat coming off the bottom felt like a furnace against his palm and with no intention of stopping Dominic continued to thud, but Alex was right, the bottom's abs were clenched nice and tight to match Dominic's determined attitude to everything in life. The bottom was hungry for Alex's cock, and he had no problem showing it. The 29-year-old bounced as high as Alex's shaft would let him before crashing down into his lap. Alex pressed a hand against the Austrian's sweaty back. Dominic's muscles were tight and hard as he skewered himself aggressively, tensing each time he landed. The Aussie had never had this experience before, a bottom so physically dominant it felt as though he were the one getting fucked, not fucking. Alex had no complaints though, as Dominic aggressively destroyed his hole using Alex's hard cock as a weapon, the young Aussie felt more than satisfied, he was highly aroused and hungry for more. Alex could see how Dominic was using his experience. Each time the bottom escalated the level of power his body crunched against the Aussie's body torso; the frequency slowed a little more. The top could feel his cock throbbing harder inside the Austrian's rectum with every movement. Alex felt as though he were reading the most exciting book of his life without checking the number of pages so that he didn't know when the roller coaster would end. That detail was in the design of the writer and Dominic's athletic body was a terrific writer. Those perfectly defined muscles glistened with a coat of sweat as the temperature of his hot body rose with every beat. When would the climax come, how long would Dominic wait before giving Alex that thrilling ending his swollen head was currently begging for. Bouncing all the way off the top, Dominic gave himself a moment's liberation while Alex gasped in shock. The Austrian got to his feet and jumped off the bed, his hard cock flopping around arousingly as he moved. Pulling the chair out from under a table, Dominic spun it around then climbed onto his knees and crouched a little to present a little more hole. Alex needed no further invitation, stroking his throbbing meat the Aussie was quickly in position behind Dominic and pressing his tip against the bottom's loosened hole. Applying a modest amount of pressure, Alex felt his cock make light work of re-penetrating Dominic's body. The Austrian's hole fitted around Alex's cock like a glove, feeling nice and snug as it resumed pleasuring the top's hard cock. Taking hold of Dominic's hips, Alex resumed drilling away on the willing bottom. Using all the energy he had in him, the pocket-rocket threw his crotch into Dominic's firm arse cheeks making sure to slap them briefly with every shot as his cock began to tingle again. Every stroke of his horny cock brought the top closer to his edge. "Uhh yeah." Dominic growled, willing Alex to give him everything the Aussie had. It wasn't only Dominic begging Alex for more, below him, the Aussie's sweaty nuts were begging to be released. Toes scrunched, grip tightened, and legs widened, Alex let everything go with 15 seconds of the absolute maximum. The Austrian's hole remained clamped tight to Alex's bare shaft as it thundered hard inside him. "Fuck, fuck, fuckerrrrrrr!" Alex swore as his bare cock found the sweetest point of Dominic's hole and felt the sweet release begin to consume his emotions. "Ooooh, my God!" Dominic chortled with happiness as that warm feeling filled his insides. The bottom swung his head rapidly from side to side, moaning happily as he did so in response to the Aussie's seed rapidly filling up his slutty chute. Alex made sure to take every inch he could from that moment, following through with every shot, pushing the bottom forward. As if the milk flooding his guts wasn't enough, Alex's hard shots shook Dominic's body filling the bottom with cum and that wholesome feeling of completeness a hard, emptying cock gave him. The bottom's own cock thickened as it flapped to Alex's beat, the irresistible stimulus of a top's milk squirting into his belly pushed the Austrian closer to his edge. "You like that?" Alex whined, hammering his lower half into Dominic with whatever reserves his body had left. "Yeah boiii, fill me up!" Dominic sighed, beaming back at the top who continued to pound away at his hole. The Austrian could tell Alex was beginning to weaken, the cute top still jabbed but the shots were no longer reaching as deep as they could. Using the last of his energy, Alex threw himself forward twice more and pinning himself to Dominic's arse with the last, the Aussie grunted as if to say, I'm done. "You know the other thing I like?" Dominic smiled as Alex pulled himself out of the Austrian's hole and fell to the mattress. "What's that?" "To squirt over your pretty face!" Dominic beamed. "When have you done that before?" Alex looked up confused. "This will be the first time...in person." Dominic winked, climbing above the exhausted Aussie's and jerking furiously. The shadow of Dominic's sexy body moved above Alex's chest as the Austrian beat himself rapidly. Dominic's sexy body above him looked so good, a smile stretched across Alex's face as his hands reached up to the bubble butt he had just assaulted with his hard cock. A few squeezes of the peachy pair along with a few hard strokes of his hard 7-inch cock and Dominic was right on the edge. The Austrian rolled his eyes across Alex's adorable mousey features one more time, grinning at the sight of his cute, thin gold chain around his smooth neck and felt his balls erupt. "Fuck yeahhh." Dominic sighed as his pipe fired thick ropes of white cream across Alex's loveable face. The strength of Dominic's orgasm shocked them both, striking the Aussie's sweet face with the power of a sniper rifle from close range. Alex squeezed his eyes tight for fear of Dominic shooting them blind as his cream fired straight and hard into his waiting face. From the weight of his nuts, Dominic knew this was going to be a heavy load and 5 shots in, the Austrian had barely reached his peak as he drowned Alex in his creamy seed. Dominic continued to tug, draining his throbbing shaft of warm pearly jizz and Alex's face just waited there, ready to accept every drop of his hot cum. The Austrian pulled his foreskin up over his swollen head just to draw it back down again. Each stroke sent another shot of fresh cum over Alex's sweet stubble, decorating the youngster's cute face with weakening shots of his sweaty nuts. The load felt lighter with every passing second, taking in Alex's cute face one more time as another shot splattered over the Aussie's cute, closed eyelids. An emphatic grunt was the final joint show of pleasure as Dominic's nuts were officially empty. The Austrian ran his fingers from tip to base once more and then dropping to Alex's level he planted a kiss on this cute Aussie's messy face. The taste of his own cum taken from Alex's lips was the perfect ending to an incredible orgasm. The Aussie hummed with happiness allowing Dominic to massage his lips apart feeding them both his cooling cream. The US Open champion moved from Alex's lips up beyond his nose and carefully ran his tongue along Alex's eyelids. The young Aussie waited patiently, listening to Dominic suck the cum from his eyelids. The warm tongue lapped gently across his thin lids making them lighter with every pass until the 24-year-old dared to peek. "Come." Dominic grinned as he looked down on Alex's cum stained face. 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Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 15:22:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Dominic & the Minaur
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Total Tennis 11: Dominic and the Minaur
Remaining in Monte Carlo following their defeats for the Masters
tournament, Alex de Minaur and Dominic Thiem enjoy a sociable drink before
the flight to Madrid. "Rumour has it that you like getting fucked." Dominic
grinned malevolently whilst sipping his drink. "Fuck or be fucked I always
say." Alex giggled flippantly. "Be fucked." Dominic winked. "My room later
then?" Alex chuckled. "Wearing nothing but your cock." Dominic whispered.
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Alex answered the door to the sight of Dominic Thiem still wearing his
slick Armani suit. The Austrian moved into Alex's room and instantly began
to strip. Dominic's expensive black jacket, trousers and clean white shirt
hit the floor in the blink of an eye. Alex moved with Dominic towards his
bed, sliding his shorts beyond his waist and then peeling his t-shirt over
his head, the Aussie tossed it aside carelessly. Dominic glanced over at
Alex's slim, tanned body, the 24-year-old looked cute and gentle, but
Dominic was about to change all of that.
Wearing just his long black socks, Dominic mounted the bed on all fours and
shuffled halfway up to give Alex plenty of space behind him. The Australian
watched Dominic move into position appreciating the incredible view that
was the 29-year-old's stunning arse. Dominic's arse was absolute
perfection; two large, round muscular, pale globes with a generous covering
of dark brown hairs which created a map leading into the Austrian's
inviting hole. Alex felt himself being drawn into Dominic's arse like a
piece of metal to an electromagnet. Sliding his boxers down, Alex jumped on
to the bed behind Dominic and placed a hand on the Austrian's firm cheeks.
Alex approached Dominic's juicy arse, the youngster hovered for a few
seconds just to appreciate the Austrian's form. "Oh yeahhhh." Dominic
moaned as Alex's outstretched tongue glided along his waiting hole. The
Australian rested his nose against the ridge of Dominic's arse then taking
the 29-year-old's meaty thighs, Alex pushed his tongue in as deep as
Dominic's hole would allow. The Australian's tongue slithered along the
dark hairs leading into Dominic's hole guiding him back and forth as he
devoured the former U.S. Open champion's delicious flavour. Dominic moaned
again, feeling the Australian's tongue lubing up his runway and sending
tingles through his crotch. "You like that ass?" Dominic asked. "UMM
HMMMM." Alex agreed, pressing his cheeks hard into Dominic's buttocks.
Dominic closed his eyes to truly appreciate the feeling of Alex's
incredible tongue work. The Aussie's tongue worked its way across the soft
hairs leading into Dominic's sweet hole, spreading saliva liberally across
the grand slam champion's beautiful opening. Alex's tongue curled right up
into the upper side of the Austrian's cunt and sucked the flavour from
Dominic's hole. Dominic replied by pushing out his ring to offer Alex full
access.
Alex groaned into Dominic's cheeks as he snacked at the Austrian's
hole. Alex's hands firmly massaged Dominic's meaty arse, kneading the
29-year-old's buns to tease every last drop of Dominic's sweet
flavour. Alex's body replied by forcing as much blood down to his crotch as
the cute young Aussie could spare. Pointing out in front of him, Alex felt
his hard cock pulsing as the taste of Dominic's delicious arse swept across
his taste buds.
The feeling of Alex's tongue swirling around inside his hole made Dominic's
cock just as hard as Alex's. The Austrian sighed at the swirling muscle,
lapping at his tight insides. The youngster's warm cheeks transferred their
heat to Dominic's meaty glutes, hungry to take in every piece of the
Austrian's essence. Dominic closed his eyes and smiled, immersing himself
in the pleasure of Alex's deep, prolonged tongue lashing. This was why he
did those hours and hours of squats, to make his arse moreish and
irresistible. Another long deep sigh into his tight chute while Alex
inhaled another breath told Dominic he'd been successful; the young Aussie
was truly enjoying himself. "Suck my hole." Dominic groaned, delighted by
the feeling of Alex's tongue swirling within his cavern. The Australian
complied happily with Dominic's request, turning to the side vertically,
slurping at each side and sighing. To add to the sensation of his talented
tongue, Alex's tight grip of Dominic's firm round cheeks felt so strong and
manly.
The growing problem for Alex was the size of his cock. The young Aussie
felt so turned on by the taste of Dominic's arse that his boner stood
higher than 90°. The cute Aussie spat sticky phlegm across Dominic's
opening and pushed it in with his tongue. "Grrrr." Dominic growled,
enjoying the feeling of Alex's tongue slathering around his entrance. To
increase the pleasure of his tongue, Alex squeezed the Austrian's firm
buns, massaging the tight muscles to stimulate Dominic's blood flow.
Alex pressed his face into the gap between Dominic's cheeks and pressing
his tongue against his rival's ring, the Australian sucked hard at
Dominic's cavity. Alex was amazed not only by how firm Dominic's body
remained but also how great the Austrian's arse tasted. The 24-year-old ate
hungrily at Dominic's entrance swirling his tongue within the Austrian's
tunnel while Dominic groaned his encouragement.
Dominic had decided to assist Alex with his rimjob, pushing out his ring to
grant Alex full access. Meanwhile, Dominic reached between his legs taking
hold of his hard, uncut 7-inch cock and began to stroke. Alex had plenty of
practice rimming holes in the past as he expertly tongued the grand slam
champion's back entrance. Each movement of his tongue brought pleasure to
the Austrian whose cock throbbed in response. Gradually Alex probed deeper,
waiting patiently for the 29-year-old's body to open up naturally allowing
him deeper and deeper inside his perfect arse. The Australian's eyes moved
up Dominic's body starting at those perfect buns between which his tongue
danced, moving up to the Austrian's slim back where his smooth muscular
skin shone reflecting the rooms lighting off to those broad powerful
shoulders.
Just as impressive as the depth of Alex's tongue work was also the
length. The young Aussie took his time to really appreciate Dominic's
delicious insides. It had been more than 10 minutes of continuous tongue
work. Alex added more phlegm as he went, making sure to keep Dominic's ring
nicely lubricated as he probed the Austrian's insides.
Finally, Alex felt compelled to move into the next lane and energetically
hopping up behind Dominic, the young Aussie lined himself up with the gap
in the 29-year-old's irresistible cheeks. Wrapping his fist around his
6-inch boner Alex made himself as high as possible before entry. The
Austrian's ring was poised for action and as Alex rested his head against
the bottom's ring, he felt himself instantly begin to sink into the
stunning grand slam champion. Alex stood on both feet with his thighs
either side of Dominic's perfect arse cheeks and guiding his weight forward
his entire 6-foot (1.8m) body forced itself into Dominic's body through his
chubby 6-inch cock.
"Yeah, hard, hardddd!" Dominic begged. The bottom pushed out his ring
allowing Alex's shaft to slide freely. The young top took full advantage by
pumping Dominic full of his meat, ensuring he rammed his crotch straight
into Dominic's juicy cushions every time he filled the Austrian's
chute. Alex's slender hips moved quickly, accelerating as he pumped his
hard cock into Dominic's widening belly. The room rang with the sound of
Alex's fuzzy crotch rapping into Dominic's juicy arse cheeks as the young
top speared his entire length into the sexy bottom.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Dominic cheered as Alex rocked into him, filling his
hole with that nice chubby Australian dick. The horny bottom had dropped
his cock which swung between his legs, rocking with the momentum created by
Alex's sharp thrusts. Dominic hoped that his cheerleading would help to
inspire Alex and he wasn't far from the truth. The top found himself
addicted to the feeling of his raw cock burying itself into the Austrian's
warm belly, pleasing them both with tingling friction.
"My turn." Dominic sighed between shots. The bottom caught a hold of Alex's
tight sweaty arse as the Aussie crushed his crotch back into Dominic's
belly. "How do you wanna do it?" "Just roll over." Dominic smiled, looking
back at Alex then straightened his back to kiss him gently. The young top
smiled, following the Austrian's instructions. The pair remained attached
as they rolled around, falling on to Alex's back with Dominic spreading his
legs nice and wide above.
Trapped underneath the sexy Austrian, Alex could only watch on with delight
as Dominic took control, using his bulging leg muscles to pull his arse up
and down the Aussie's hard cock. To assert his control on the situation,
Dominic placed a hand flat in between Alex's pecs and pressing the Aussie
to the bed, he levered himself up and down, pulling his ring to the
Aussie's tip and slammed his entire arse down, driving it hard into Alex's
pelvis. "Oh God." Alex grunted, the weight of Dominic's toned frame
slamming down onto him forced the air out of him as he exhaled. Impressed
at the power of Dominic's body as it smashed into him, shattering his
skinny pelvis with every thud, Alex just relaxed and accepted the
pleasure. Throwing his arms behind his head he didn't need to do anything
else. The bottom was an expert who moved effortlessly along his shaft,
fucking himself hard with Alex's rock-hard tool.
Alex couldn't see Dominic's body from this angle with the Austrian's back
to his chest, but he'd seen the bottom's body many times and he'd never
been disappointed. In his mind, Dominic's pecs were scrunched nicely and
tightly, giving the 29-year-old the strength to pound his hole brutally
down into Alex's crotch. To confirm his thoughts, the Aussie reached around
to Dominic's abs and laid a hand flat against them. The heat coming off the
bottom felt like a furnace against his palm and with no intention of
stopping Dominic continued to thud, but Alex was right, the bottom's abs
were clenched nice and tight to match Dominic's determined attitude to
everything in life.
The bottom was hungry for Alex's cock, and he had no problem showing
it. The 29-year-old bounced as high as Alex's shaft would let him before
crashing down into his lap. Alex pressed a hand against the Austrian's
sweaty back. Dominic's muscles were tight and hard as he skewered himself
aggressively, tensing each time he landed. The Aussie had never had this
experience before, a bottom so physically dominant it felt as though he
were the one getting fucked, not fucking. Alex had no complaints though, as
Dominic aggressively destroyed his hole using Alex's hard cock as a weapon,
the young Aussie felt more than satisfied, he was highly aroused and hungry
for more.
Alex could see how Dominic was using his experience. Each time the bottom
escalated the level of power his body crunched against the Aussie's body
torso; the frequency slowed a little more. The top could feel his cock
throbbing harder inside the Austrian's rectum with every movement. Alex
felt as though he were reading the most exciting book of his life without
checking the number of pages so that he didn't know when the roller coaster
would end. That detail was in the design of the writer and Dominic's
athletic body was a terrific writer. Those perfectly defined muscles
glistened with a coat of sweat as the temperature of his hot body rose with
every beat. When would the climax come, how long would Dominic wait before
giving Alex that thrilling ending his swollen head was currently begging
for.
Bouncing all the way off the top, Dominic gave himself a moment's
liberation while Alex gasped in shock. The Austrian got to his feet and
jumped off the bed, his hard cock flopping around arousingly as he
moved. Pulling the chair out from under a table, Dominic spun it around
then climbed onto his knees and crouched a little to present a little more
hole. Alex needed no further invitation, stroking his throbbing meat the
Aussie was quickly in position behind Dominic and pressing his tip against
the bottom's loosened hole. Applying a modest amount of pressure, Alex felt
his cock make light work of re-penetrating Dominic's body. The Austrian's
hole fitted around Alex's cock like a glove, feeling nice and snug as it
resumed pleasuring the top's hard cock.
Taking hold of Dominic's hips, Alex resumed drilling away on the willing
bottom. Using all the energy he had in him, the pocket-rocket threw his
crotch into Dominic's firm arse cheeks making sure to slap them briefly
with every shot as his cock began to tingle again. Every stroke of his
horny cock brought the top closer to his edge. "Uhh yeah." Dominic growled,
willing Alex to give him everything the Aussie had. It wasn't only Dominic
begging Alex for more, below him, the Aussie's sweaty nuts were begging to
be released.
Toes scrunched, grip tightened, and legs widened, Alex let everything go
with 15 seconds of the absolute maximum. The Austrian's hole remained
clamped tight to Alex's bare shaft as it thundered hard inside him. "Fuck,
fuck, fuckerrrrrrr!" Alex swore as his bare cock found the sweetest point
of Dominic's hole and felt the sweet release begin to consume his emotions.
"Ooooh, my God!" Dominic chortled with happiness as that warm feeling
filled his insides. The bottom swung his head rapidly from side to side,
moaning happily as he did so in response to the Aussie's seed rapidly
filling up his slutty chute. Alex made sure to take every inch he could
from that moment, following through with every shot, pushing the bottom
forward. As if the milk flooding his guts wasn't enough, Alex's hard shots
shook Dominic's body filling the bottom with cum and that wholesome feeling
of completeness a hard, emptying cock gave him. The bottom's own cock
thickened as it flapped to Alex's beat, the irresistible stimulus of a
top's milk squirting into his belly pushed the Austrian closer to his edge.
"You like that?" Alex whined, hammering his lower half into Dominic with
whatever reserves his body had left. "Yeah boiii, fill me up!" Dominic
sighed, beaming back at the top who continued to pound away at his
hole. The Austrian could tell Alex was beginning to weaken, the cute top
still jabbed but the shots were no longer reaching as deep as they
could. Using the last of his energy, Alex threw himself forward twice more
and pinning himself to Dominic's arse with the last, the Aussie grunted as
if to say, I'm done.
"You know the other thing I like?" Dominic smiled as Alex pulled himself
out of the Austrian's hole and fell to the mattress. "What's that?" "To
squirt over your pretty face!" Dominic beamed. "When have you done that
before?" Alex looked up confused. "This will be the first time...in
person." Dominic winked, climbing above the exhausted Aussie's and jerking
furiously.
The shadow of Dominic's sexy body moved above Alex's chest as the Austrian
beat himself rapidly. Dominic's sexy body above him looked so good, a smile
stretched across Alex's face as his hands reached up to the bubble butt he
had just assaulted with his hard cock. A few squeezes of the peachy pair
along with a few hard strokes of his hard 7-inch cock and Dominic was right
on the edge. The Austrian rolled his eyes across Alex's adorable mousey
features one more time, grinning at the sight of his cute, thin gold chain
around his smooth neck and felt his balls erupt. "Fuck yeahhh." Dominic
sighed as his pipe fired thick ropes of white cream across Alex's loveable
face. The strength of Dominic's orgasm shocked them both, striking the
Aussie's sweet face with the power of a sniper rifle from close range. Alex
squeezed his eyes tight for fear of Dominic shooting them blind as his
cream fired straight and hard into his waiting face.
From the weight of his nuts, Dominic knew this was going to be a heavy load
and 5 shots in, the Austrian had barely reached his peak as he drowned Alex
in his creamy seed. Dominic continued to tug, draining his throbbing shaft
of warm pearly jizz and Alex's face just waited there, ready to accept
every drop of his hot cum. The Austrian pulled his foreskin up over his
swollen head just to draw it back down again. Each stroke sent another shot
of fresh cum over Alex's sweet stubble, decorating the youngster's cute
face with weakening shots of his sweaty nuts. The load felt lighter with
every passing second, taking in Alex's cute face one more time as another
shot splattered over the Aussie's cute, closed eyelids. An emphatic grunt
was the final joint show of pleasure as Dominic's nuts were officially
empty. The Austrian ran his fingers from tip to base once more and then
dropping to Alex's level he planted a kiss on this cute Aussie's messy
face.
The taste of his own cum taken from Alex's lips was the perfect ending to
an incredible orgasm. The Aussie hummed with happiness allowing Dominic to
massage his lips apart feeding them both his cooling cream. The US Open
champion moved from Alex's lips up beyond his nose and carefully ran his
tongue along Alex's eyelids. The young Aussie waited patiently, listening
to Dominic suck the cum from his eyelids. The warm tongue lapped gently
across his thin lids making them lighter with every pass until the
24-year-old dared to peek.
"Come." Dominic grinned as he looked down on Alex's cum stained
face. Peeking through squinted eyes the Aussie followed his leader's hand
carefully. Dominic led Alex through to the bathroom and held him to the
side while reaching in to switch on the shower. The sound of rushing water
was exactly the noise he wanted to hear. After a brief wait, Alex felt the
Austrian give him a light tug. Following Dominic's guidance, Alex stepped
into the shower and the warm water began to clean his messy face. Finally,
he could see again and the sight to behold was of his naked body sharing a
shower stream with the naked, sweaty body of the Austrian. With a wink,
Dominic unleashed a cummy fart and looking down, Alex witnessed his seed
falling from the bottom to disappear down the drain.
END
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/when-movie-gods-meet | Date: Fri, 23 Jun 2023 21:38:02 -0400 From: J P Aragon Subject: "When Movie Gods Meet" Celebrity This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. If you enjoy gay erotic fiction please donate to the nifty archives.org "When Movie Gods Meet" By Jaradon Jason Momoa had arranged a meeting with Chris Hesmworth at his Los Angeles mansion. The two actors had very similar careers. They had both started acting on TV shows when they were teenagers. Hemsworth and Momoa had become big action stars by playing superheroes Thor and Aqua Man. "Now what if we made a movie together?" Momoa said "You got a script? " Hemsworth responded. " Aquaman vs Thor- Clash of the Gods" Momoa said smiling "I like the sound of that " Hemsworth said imagining the poster " We both had big hits with our movies and people would go crazy for us teaming up" " A DC- Marvel cross over?" Hemsworth said "It would be huge box office" " Yeah I can see that but not sure if the studios will agree"Hemsworth said " But you like the idea? " Sure I think that would be great of course we could co-star in another project too" " Yeah I know it would be fun working with you?" " Are you up to the challenge?" Hemsworth asked They were sitting outside on the terrace that over looked the Pacific Ocean. " Well I talked to CP about you" Momoa said using Chris Pratt's nickname " Have you?" Hemsworth said smiling remembering the hot times he had shared with his "Avengers" co-star "He said you are real top guy on the set" " I can be with the right co-star"Hemsworth said. He liked this big bruiser of man there was something very real and down to earth about Jason not the usual Hollywood bullshit. " Like me?" Momoa he leaned over and kissed Hemsworth on the lips. " Hmm seems like you have another sort of role in mind?" Hemsworth felt his cock get hard as Momoa reached down and massaged his thighs. " I think we better take this inside," Jason said " Good idea mate Chris Hemsworth and Jason Momoa were both in top physical condition. Their personal trainers kept them in strict regiment of exercises to attain the super hero physiques. " Come here Thor" Momoa said pulling off Hemsworth t-shirt " So they are going to be lovers?" Chris asked as he kissed Jason back " Our characters yeah sure" Momoa said as he kissed Chris again " Fuck buddies" Hemsworth suggested tearing off the Hawaiians star t-shirt exposing a well-muscled torso covered with tattoos " That work for me " Momoa felt Chris licking his nipples " Lets get naked mate," Hemsworth said pulling off his pants. He was wearing a pair of boxer briefs Momoa stripped off the rest of his clothes down to a pair of black briefs The two men faced each other. Hemsworth was 6'3'' 185 lbs Momoa was slightly taller at 6'4' 200 lbs they really did look like a pair of mythological gods come to life " We should get rid of these too," Momoa said pulling on Hemsworth underwear. " Good idea mate" Hemsworth said noticing Momoa's bulging briefs " I like the way you kiss" Momoa said " Did Pratt tell you that too?" Chris said as the stars kissed again " Yeah he also said you are one hot fuck" " I can be mate," Hemsworth said licking Momoas hairy pits The two men kept kissing and licking each other's body until they ended up in the master bedroom. " I want you" Momoa said pulling Hemsworth on top of him. " Your so hot mate" Hemsworth said pulling off Momoa's brief releasing a hard ten inch cock " Nice one mate" Hemsworth licked the head of Momoa's cock head. " Oh yeah" Momoa said as Hemsworth swallowed his manhood. There was nothing more erotic about seeing such a masculine man giving into his gay desire. "Hmmm" Hemsworth mumbled as he savored the hard shaft in his mouth "You like my cock Thor? " " Hmm good" Hemsworth said as he tried to swallow the entire dick "I got to taste yours too," Momoas said and he maneuvered Hemsworth into a sixty-nine position The two men both sucked each other's cocks "You are as good as Liam" Hemsworth said as he enjoyed the feel of Momoa's lips on his dick "Your brother likes cock too?" Momoa said referring to Hemsworth's younger brother " Big time mate" Hemsworth said and went back to cock sucking the Hawaiian Jason and Chris were both alpha tops so they wrestled on the bed to see who going to be the first to get fucked. "I want your ass"Momoa said "Never get fucked mate" "But your are so pretty" Momoa said caressing the Australians handsome face " I bet you fuck good too" Hemswoth said feeling the heftiness of Jason's cock "Need to be inside of you man" Momoa said his fingers prying open the Australians ass. Chris had been fucked when he was younger and starting out in the business. He had not really enjoyed it but he had given in to get a part but this time felt different. Hemsworth was willing to bottom for this big man. " Go for it mate" Chris said as he turned over and spread his butt cheeks Momoa started to rim Hemsworth's ass " You like that Thor? "Oh yes" Hemsworth feeling the Jason's tongue go deeper into his tight hole Jason had grabbed a bottle of lube from a bedside table and poured a heavy coating on his cock. "Going to fuck you Thor" Chris gritted his teeth as he felt the cock head entering his ass " Easy there mate" " Open up for me dude!" Jason said as he penetrated his lover Chris felt the shaft inside his ass now. The thickness was opening him up and a deep pleasure filled every inch of his body " Its too much Jason" " You can take it Thor!' Jason said as he began to fuck Chris Hemsworth began to enjoy the thrusting motions of this big man ravaging his ass. In his mind he saw the scene, as it was a movie. Thor and Aqua Man making love in a golden room in Atlantis "Fuck me mate!" Chris pleaded Momoa was going crazy with lust as he rode Hemsworth's ass. "Take my load Thor!" " Breed me mate! " Chris said as he felt his ass filled with Jason's warm cum " Yeah stud!" Momoa said " I need to cum mate," Chris said turning over revealing a hard cock " Let me " Jason and started to jerk off Chris " Going to cum mate" Chris said as he orgasm all over his chest " Hmm good" Jason said licking the Australian's star cum "That was hot mate" "It was" Momoa said. " We go to get that movie made" Hemsworth said " And fuck some more!" Momoa said kissing Hemsworth The two movie gods embraced bathed is a perfect golden light of sexual bliss. The End �2023 Jaradonfiction | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Fri, 23 Jun 2023 21:38:02 -0400
From: J P Aragon <[email protected]>
Subject: "When Movie Gods Meet" Celebrity
This story is fiction and is not intended to imply anything about the true
sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about
their private lives. If you enjoy gay erotic fiction please donate to the
nifty archives.org
"When Movie Gods Meet"
By Jaradon
Jason Momoa had arranged a meeting with Chris Hesmworth at his Los Angeles
mansion. The two actors had very similar careers. They had both started
acting on TV shows when they were teenagers. Hemsworth and Momoa had become
big action stars by playing superheroes Thor and Aqua Man.
"Now what if we made a movie together?" Momoa said
"You got a script? " Hemsworth responded.
" Aquaman vs Thor- Clash of the Gods" Momoa said smiling
"I like the sound of that " Hemsworth said imagining the poster
" We both had big hits with our movies and people would go crazy
for us teaming up"
" A DC- Marvel cross over?" Hemsworth said
"It would be huge box office"
" Yeah I can see that but not sure if the studios will
agree"Hemsworth said
" But you like the idea?
" Sure I think that would be great of course we could co-star in
another project too"
" Yeah I know it would be fun working with you?"
" Are you up to the challenge?" Hemsworth asked
They were sitting outside on the terrace that over looked the Pacific
Ocean.
" Well I talked to CP about you" Momoa said using Chris Pratt's
nickname
" Have you?" Hemsworth said smiling remembering the hot times he
had shared with his "Avengers" co-star
"He said you are real top guy on the set"
" I can be with the right co-star"Hemsworth said. He liked this big
bruiser of man there was something very real and down to earth about Jason
not the usual Hollywood bullshit.
" Like me?" Momoa he leaned over and kissed Hemsworth on the lips.
" Hmm seems like you have another sort of role in mind?"
Hemsworth felt his cock get hard as Momoa reached down and massaged
his thighs. " I think we better take this inside," Jason said
" Good idea mate
Chris Hemsworth and Jason Momoa were both in top physical
condition. Their personal trainers kept them in strict regiment of
exercises to attain the super hero physiques.
" Come here Thor" Momoa said pulling off Hemsworth t-shirt
" So they are going to be lovers?" Chris asked as he kissed Jason
back
" Our characters yeah sure" Momoa said as he kissed Chris again
" Fuck buddies" Hemsworth suggested tearing off the Hawaiians star
t-shirt exposing a well-muscled torso covered with tattoos
" That work for me " Momoa felt Chris licking his nipples
" Lets get naked mate," Hemsworth said pulling off his pants. He
was wearing a pair of boxer briefs
Momoa stripped off the rest of his clothes down to a pair of black
briefs
The two men faced each other. Hemsworth was 6'3'' 185 lbs Momoa was
slightly taller at 6'4' 200 lbs they really did look like a pair of
mythological gods come to life
" We should get rid of these too," Momoa said pulling on Hemsworth
underwear.
" Good idea mate" Hemsworth said noticing Momoa's bulging briefs
" I like the way you kiss" Momoa said
" Did Pratt tell you that too?" Chris said as the stars kissed
again
" Yeah he also said you are one hot fuck"
" I can be mate," Hemsworth said licking Momoas hairy pits
The two men kept kissing and licking each other's body until they
ended up in the master bedroom.
" I want you" Momoa said pulling Hemsworth on top of him.
" Your so hot mate" Hemsworth said pulling off Momoa's brief releasing a
hard ten inch cock
" Nice one mate" Hemsworth licked the head of Momoa's cock head.
" Oh yeah" Momoa said as Hemsworth swallowed his manhood. There was
nothing more erotic about seeing such a masculine man giving into his gay
desire.
"Hmmm" Hemsworth mumbled as he savored the hard shaft in his mouth
"You like my cock Thor? "
" Hmm good" Hemsworth said as he tried to swallow the entire dick
"I got to taste yours too," Momoas said and he maneuvered Hemsworth into a
sixty-nine position
The two men both sucked each other's cocks
"You are as good as Liam" Hemsworth said as he enjoyed the feel of Momoa's
lips on his dick
"Your brother likes cock too?" Momoa said referring to Hemsworth's younger
brother
" Big time mate" Hemsworth said and went back to cock sucking the Hawaiian
Jason and Chris were both alpha tops so they wrestled on the bed to see who
going to be the first to get fucked.
"I want your ass"Momoa said
"Never get fucked mate"
"But your are so pretty" Momoa said caressing the Australians handsome face
" I bet you fuck good too" Hemswoth said feeling the heftiness of Jason's
cock
"Need to be inside of you man" Momoa said his fingers prying open the
Australians ass. Chris had been fucked when he was younger and starting
out in the business. He had not really enjoyed it but he had given in to
get a part but this time felt different. Hemsworth was willing to bottom
for this big man.
" Go for it mate" Chris said as he turned over and spread his butt cheeks
Momoa started to rim Hemsworth's ass
" You like that Thor?
"Oh yes" Hemsworth feeling the Jason's tongue go deeper into his tight hole
Jason had grabbed a bottle of lube from a bedside table and poured a heavy
coating on his cock.
"Going to fuck you Thor"
Chris gritted his teeth as he felt the cock head entering his ass
" Easy there mate"
" Open up for me dude!" Jason said as he penetrated his lover
Chris felt the shaft inside his ass now. The thickness was opening him up
and a deep pleasure filled every inch of his body
" Its too much Jason"
" You can take it Thor!' Jason said as he began to fuck Chris
Hemsworth began to enjoy the thrusting motions of this big man ravaging his
ass. In his mind he saw the scene, as it was a movie. Thor and Aqua Man
making love in a golden room in Atlantis
"Fuck me mate!" Chris pleaded
Momoa was going crazy with lust as he rode Hemsworth's ass.
"Take my load Thor!"
" Breed me mate! " Chris said as he felt his ass filled with Jason's warm
cum
" Yeah stud!" Momoa said
" I need to cum mate," Chris said turning over revealing a hard cock
" Let me " Jason and started to jerk off Chris
" Going to cum mate" Chris said as he orgasm all over his chest
" Hmm good" Jason said licking the Australian's star cum
"That was hot mate"
"It was" Momoa said.
" We go to get that movie made" Hemsworth said
" And fuck some more!" Momoa said kissing Hemsworth
The two movie gods embraced bathed is a perfect golden light of sexual
bliss.
The End
�2023 Jaradonfiction
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/now-you-see-cole | Date: Sun, 28 May 2023 15:44:00 +0100 From: PCW Tosh Subject: Now You See Cole Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence that this actually happened, but we can all dream. Stay healthy and practice safe sex! Happy reading. Now You See Cole "Loving your new life, I see bro." Dylan sniggered as he placed a mug of fresh coffee down for his twin who lay in bed half asleep. "Thanks." Cole grumbled, forcing his eyes open and glancing in the direction Dylan was looking. [Yep, porn. Frat guys `hazing' by making the pledges suck their cocks.] Cole had fallen asleep with his phone open on some adult website and completely naked. Dylan smirked at his groggy twin, "Looking good bro." Dylan teased as Cole reached over to his mug, exposing his smooth body. "Quit perving." Cole grumbled once more. "Perving? You have the exact same body as I do!" Dylan sniggered. "You made my body fat!" Cole barked. Dylan could only laugh louder; he loved poking at Cole before he was really awake. "Love you too bro." Dylan giggled before heading back into the living room. Cole had a busy day ahead, after a session at the gym to make up for all his smoking he planned some grocery shopping, all before heading into Hollywood Masonic Temple to record an interview. Cole was looking forward to the interview, any opportunity to expose himself to the world and get himself more work was a good thing. Riverdale was a great gig for him, his starring role as Jughead Jones had seen his popularity soar. Cole settled into the green room waiting for the show to begin. Following Cole there were a couple of lesser-known celebrities who entered the green room. Cole greeted them pleasantly, agreeing to have a quick selfie with both of them before even Cole found himself starstruck. Dressed in a black leather jacket and a pair of light blue jeans, Dave Franco caught everyone's attention. The 35-year-old had starred in so many Hollywood smashes that he was undoubtedly the main event for today's show. Dave flashed each of them a smile and a nod before removing his jacket to reveal a tight, white T-shirt and settled down. Cole knew he had a crush on Dave when he saw the actor's round arse in Bad Neighbours. Sure, Zac Efron was the main attraction spending 50% of his screen time shirtless with that incredible body. Dave was more than a match for Zac as a poster boy, his body nicely toned and who could resist one of the most beautiful smiles in California? Dave glanced over to Cole and there it was, Dave's face creasing into that heart-stopping pearly white grin. "Alright bro?" Dave started. Cole panicked, realising he must've been staring at the 35-year-old. "Hey Dave, yeah I'm great how are you?" Cole replied, rocking back into his seat to feign comfort and relaxation. "I'm good. What are you in for?" Dave replied. "Another season of Riverdale, you?" "The Now." "Ooooh nice." Cole finished, flattening the conversation without a follow up question or observation. After an awkward moment of silence between them Cole tried to reignite the conversation. "So that Isla Fisher eh, tasty Australian chick, right?" "Yeah, she's cool. Rumour has it that since you broke up with Lili you've been keeping yourself entertained?" Dave grinned, giving a wink and then glancing around suspiciously as if he was telling Cole to answer in code. Cole smiled, "Maybe I can tell you over a coffee later if you're not busy?" "Sure thing bro." Dave beamed. Each of the actors went out in turns to be interviewed by Jimmy Kimmel. Following the show, the studio hosted a mini after party for the host, guests and crew to have a few drinks. After a couple of bottles of Bud Light both Cole and Dave were feeling pretty relaxed. Then several rounds of selfies and boomerangs using various filters and it was time for everyone to head home. "So, about that coffee?" Cole started, approaching Dave with a smile. "Fuck that shit, let's get more beer." Dave giggled, "You riding back with me?" He finished. "Yeah sure." Cole beamed as they hopped into a taxi from the studio. The film stars both whipped out their phones as the cab negotiated its way through the L.A. traffic. "Home late tonight, heading to Dave's for some beers, <3 Cole." Cole sent to Dylan. Within seconds his phone buzzed, and Dylan's reply appeared, "Good luck, I hope you hit that! (wink)." Cole sniggered to himself. "What's funny?" Dave asked, looking up from his phone at Cole. "Nothing, nothing." Cole replied quickly, "I'll tell you later." Cole continued glancing towards the cab driver as he spoke, bringing a wide smile from Dave who nodded. The cab pulled up and the two film stars hopped out into the quiet street Dave lived on. Cole's eyes surveyed the house, white, two-storeys high and a slanted terracotta slate roof. Dave handed the driver $40 and thanked him before leading Cole to the front door. "Welcome to my chateau." Dave grinned as he opened the door and threw his keys into the bowl. Arturo the cat watched the pair enter while he lapped up some water. Cole's eyes continued to study the Franco house, taking in every detail of the movie star's impressive house. The fresh wooden decor with white painted walls looked so clean, fresh and modern. Dave led them straight through the kitchen and out into the back yard. They were welcomed by a beautiful, lush, green lawn, a clear blue swimming pool and a collection of artistic lawn ornaments. Kicking his shoes off and throwing himself into a very comfortable hanging chair, Dave gestured for Cole to join him. Cole peeled his trainers off and climbed into the spare chair. Once Cole had settled, Dave jumped back and opened a neatly hidden outdoor fridge pulling out two cold beers. "Thanks bro." Cole smiled appreciating Dave's gentle features as he took his beer. "Really nice place you got here." Cole continued. "Yeah, it's pretty sweet. Dave grinned, looking around at his garden. The cat came strolling towards them, stopping at Dave's feet and purring in a deep low grumble. "Someone wants some attention." Cole chuckled to Dave. "We'll sort you out later." Dave winked, standing up and hurrying off to the kitchen to fill the cat's bowl with food. "What did I miss?" Dave beamed, returning a few minutes later. "Errr, nothing. Just checking out TikTok." "And?" "Nothing, bitches be dancing." Cole giggled. "Yeah, fuck that shit man, I'm glad I'm not your age, it must be so hard to be a young celebrity with all the different accounts you need to have!" Dave replied. "Yeah dude, fans are insane nowadays. How old are you?" Cole chuckled, twisting his face with confusion. "35 mother fuckerrrr." Dave grinned proudly. "Damn you're looking good." Cole beamed. Dave's reaction made it clear it was something he was used to hearing. "How about you bro?" "28." Cole replied instantly. "Ahh, really dude, damn. They been stressing you out bro?" Dave answered, leaning closer to Cole inspecting the Riverdale star's face. "Ahhh, you think?" Cole groaned, feeling self-conscious. "I mean..." Dave started, pushing himself up from his chair and closer to Cole's face. Cole watched Dave's beautiful face moving just inches away from his own and couldn't help but study the 35-year-old's 5 o'clock shadow around his perfect jawline. The perfectly tanned skin which led into those amazing brown eyes and just as Cole had worked out Dave's plan, the 28-year-old felt Dave's lips press gently against his while their eyes remained locked together. "Your lips are so soft." Dave grinned, pulling back from Cole to look over his face. The Riverdale star's features were smooth and enticing, drawing Dave back in for another kiss. The kiss was deep and firm, Cole groaned as Dave worked his full red lips. Dave's fingers traced their way along Cole's sides and stroking them gently, the 35-year-old teased Cole through his shirt. Cole made the next move, pushing his tongue against Dave's lips. Dave's face broke into his adorable smile as his lips parted to allow Cole inside. Enjoying 15 seconds of tender tongue lashings, Dave broke their kiss again and this time he descended Cole's body until reached the 28-year-old's fly. Cole watched excitedly as Dave's fingers unbuttoned his fly and threw Cole's jeans open. Next, Dave lifted Cole's waistband and reaching into the 28-year-old boxer's he unveiled Cole beautiful 6.5-inch, cut boner. Dave licked his lips as he surveyed Cole's throbbing head then rolling forward, he slipped his lips over the Riverdale star's head and swallowed the visible portion of his cock. "Oh Christ." Cole murmured as Dave began to swirl his tongue around Cole's head. Dave's instant control of Cole's senses brought a smile to the Riverdale star's face. Dave had learnt well, paying close attention to the eye of Cole's cock, running his tongue over the slit deliberately and repeatedly. The 35-year-old sucked in the air around Cole's beautiful head, drinking in the sexy blonde's scent. Within his boxers, Dave felt his own cock stiffen, the smell of Cole's warm body was the perfect agent to instigate his arousal. The pores of Dave's tongue opened to drink in Cole's wonderful flavour, lapping up the Riverdale star's sweet aroma. "Hold this." Dave whispered, glancing up at Cole and tugging at his waistband. The Riverdale star took hold of his waistband allowing Dave to focus his grip on Cole's shaft with his right hand and sliding his left hand into his pants. Cupping his balls then playing with his hard shaft, Dave began to play with himself while sliding up and down Cole's pole to murmurs of enjoyment from the younger actor. The 35-year-old's fingers moved across his head sending sparks of pleasure through his own body while his tongue triggered a similar reaction within Cole's body. Dave moved freely, his beautiful lips gliding along Cole's perfect shaft. The Riverdale star's head throbbed as it stroked Dave's tonsils. The Bad Neighbours star showcased his incredible talent using his experienced neck muscles to bounce him along Cole's excited cock. "Jeeeeez." Cole hissed happily, reaching for the back of Dave's head to encourage him. The pressure of Cole's palm, pushing his face into the 28-year-old's crotch was exactly what Dave wanted and now following the Riverdale star's guidance he deepthroated the sexy Sprouse twin. Cole's mind had begun to think ahead as his slit began to foam with pleasure. Looking down at Dave's beautiful face, the older actor was ridiculously cute, all he could think of was how much he wanted to fuck Dave tenderly. Dave had other ideas. The older actor moved his hands up to Cole's waist and began to tug at the Riverdale star's jeans. Cole lifted his hips allowing Dave to remove his jeans which were closely followed by his boxers which Dave dragged down to Cole's ankles. Pulling off Cole's cock, Dave paused for breath taking the opportunity to admire the manly beauty of Cole's long legs. The Riverdale star's trunks were firm and thick, covered in a modest coat of light brown hairs leading up into his beautiful crotch. Cole's thoughts of fucking Dave disappeared in an instant when the Bad Neighbours star slipped two fingers into his mouth then spreading Cole's legs the Franco brother pressed two fingers against the Sprouse twin's hole until his ring buckled under the pressure. "Holy shit!" Cole squealed as his entrance opened under Dave's duress. The older actor watched Cole intently as his fingers dug into the sexy Riverdale actor. The gentle brownness of Dave's eyes felt warm and loving as they soothed the pain of his penetrating digits. To aid Cole's comfort, Dave returned his lips to Cole's helmet, swallowing the 6.5-inch boner at the same rate his fingers slid into Cole's warm arse hole. Joints passed over Cole's ring causing coos over pleasure from the Riverdale star. Dave's probing fingers felt so good as they burrowed deeper into Cole sweet body. "Take your shirt off." Dave asked sweetly while his fingers were far less forgiving. The 28-year-old didn't respond but his hands obeyed, reaching to the base of his shirt and pulling it up over his head as he leaned forward slightly. Dave eyed Cole's body ravenously, studying the movement of every muscle as his fingers dug their way deep inside Cole's cavity. Cole sang to Dave's tune as the older actor controlled him, tugging on the Riverdale star's ring with every probing. "Think I can get my dick in there later?" Dave chuckled. "Hell, yes please." Cole agreed unreservedly, his pecs rising up every time Dave pressed his fingers in so deep his knuckles pressed against Cole's arse. Dave could feel his control over Cole increasing. The 35-year-old responded by moving his fingers harder and faster, warming up the insides of Cole's chute by feeding the young stud his talented fingers. Indeed, Cole had fallen under Dave's spell. The consistent and repeated delivery of those probing fingers made the Riverdale star groan seductively, begging for more without using the actual words. Dave could feel from Cole's body language that he was breaking the younger actor down. The Bad Neighbours star stroked Cole's insides, fingering the Riverdale star seductively. The deeper Dave probed the harder his cock grew, exploring the smooth, tight insides his cock would soon be penetrating; the older actor could feel the excitement surging through him. A sharp hiss from Cole signalled Dave's finger slipping out his ring causing Cole's hole to tighten abruptly. The 28-year-old lay there waiting, anticipating Dave's next move, was he about to mount Cole and slide that nice Jewish cock inside him? Cole's eyes shot open as the presence at his ring wasn't what he expected. Dave had thrown back the rest of his beer and now, to tease both Cole and himself, the Franco brother pushed the rim of his bottle into Cole's hole. "What the...ooooh fuck." Cole sighed, his head popping up to see what Dave was doing that felt so strange and weird but surprisingly good. The young stud relaxed and could feel the long neck of the bottle working its way deeper inside him. [Note to self, beer bottles work too.] Cole smiled to himself. Dave's guidance was firm but patient, allowing Cole's body to dictate the speed at which he probed the Riverdale star. Dave had a hold of his own cock and watching the way Cole's body reacted to the bottle, the Bad Neighbours star stroked his hard cock for a bit of self-gratification. Dave felt so happy just looking at how Cole's pink hole folded nicely around the smooth bottle neck. "That's gonna be my hard dick next." Dave announced, giving himself a little more dominance over Cole but also enticing a gentle throb from his own hard cock. The bottle was now moving considerably freely now, with Cole's fingered and now bottled hole nice and loose. There was no rush, they had all evening but with the building tension they both knew this was going to be good. Dave just had to keep Cole waiting a little longer, sliding the 3 inches of bottle neck into his hole into the shoulders blocked any further progress. Watching Cole's hole sucking tight to the bottle's neck, Dave felt his cock pulse with desire. The 35-year-old couldn't resist anymore, "You ready for me?" He asked softly. "Yes please." Cole purred. Dave and Cole's eyes reconnected, it was time. Withdrawing the bottle slowly, Dave watched Cole's lip twitch as his hole resealed itself. Giving Cole a moment, Dave stroked a layer of lube across the young stud's hole and moved into position. Planting his foot on either side of Cole's chair, Dave lined himself up with the Riverdale star's hole. Next, Dave covered his hard cock with its own layer of lube while he eyed the bottom's hole. Dave's handsome face beamed down at Cole as he moved in closer, studying the bottom's perfect body as his tip pressed against Cole's ring. Biting his bottom lip and pushing out his stretched hole, Cole opened his arse for Dave who pushed forward. Dave's cut cock slipped beyond Cole's ring with ease and edging himself along the chair, he moved closer to Cole's arse, feeding the Riverdale star his hard cock inch by inch. The top watched Cole's smooth chest rising and falling with an increasingly erratic pattern, shuddering as Dave's head progressed past the point the bottle had reached and continued to penetrate the sexy Sprouse twin. "Fuck yeahhh." Cole cooed as his hole expanded to accept Dave's wonderful cock. The 35-year-old's gentle smile had the power to soothe as his 7.5-inch rod advanced inside Cole, curving nicely up to stroke the roof of Cole's tunnel. The Riverdale star held his left pec in his hand, lightly squeezing it to compliment the feeling of Dave's raw cock moving deeper within him. Reaching up with his right hand, Cole reached up for Dave's hand which the top gave him. Cole pulled at Dave's hand, guiding the sexy Franco brother towards him. The top allowed Cole to pull him forward, shifting Dave's body weight, Cole moved the older man's chest above his before taking hold of his hard cock. "Does that feel good?" Dave asked kindly. "You feel great!" Cole beamed with his adorable, toothy smile. The top felt confident Cole could handle him with all that he had taken already this evening. Holding the bottom on his shoulder, Dave slowly stroked himself into the Riverdale star's hole. Cole's sweet face looked so beautiful, deep in concentration as he managed the discomfort to find only pleasure in accommodating Dave's wonderful cock. Dave worked patiently but expertly, advancing with each stroke opening Cole smoothly. Reaching up and placing his hands on Dave's beautiful face, Cole pulled the top towards him. Maintaining a new fluid motion Dave stroked into the Riverdale star while allowing Cole to lower his face until their lips touched and they could enjoy a firm kiss. After a few strokes of his cock into Cole's tight cunt with their lips sucking passionately at each other, Dave threw himself in all the way, the top moved his hand from Cole's shoulders through the 28-year-old's straight hair. Dave's change of position brought an arousing groan from the bottom who loved the feeling of Dave's hands running through his hair while the top's 7.5-inch cock stuffed his sweet hole. The other advantage of this angle Cole had banked on was that Dave's chest would be forced to press down on his and sure enough as they kissed, the warmth of the older actor's smooth, tanned pecs pressed against Cole's smooth, sun-kissed pecs. With their bodies now truly looking and feeling like one, Dave increased his velocity pushing his cock into the Riverdale star with extra speed and force. The bronze top had the look of a 25-year-old and soon enough he began to show Cole, he also had the energy and sexual desire of a 25-year-old too. Even though they were laying on an awkward, narrow lounger, Dave threw his body back and forth without caution causing the plastic to squeak as he filled Cole's beautiful body with his hard cock. To keep Cole in his place, the Bad Neighbours applied as much weight as he could to Cole's broad chest feeling the heat rising from the bottom while his bare cock drilled inside Cole's hungry hole. Although their chests were pressed together, from the right, there was enough of a gap for Cole to take hold of his hard cock again and slowly stroke himself. Now to add to the hard thrusts from the handsome top, punching his hard cock deep into Cole's sensitive chute, Cole touched himself just enough to make his cock tense and pulse, begging him for more attention to take full advantage of the feelings sweeping through his body, caused by the deep penetration of Dave's bare cock. Dave had reached the top of his form, the slight restriction of their angle and location meaning he couldn't give Cole absolutely everything but that didn't mean he wasn't already doing more than enough. Within Cole's beautiful body, Dave's cock was enjoying every moment pulling his bare cock halfway back before sliding it back in until the bottom's round arse cheeks halted his forward progress. The top ran his hands along Cole's smooth body, feeling the sexy fullness of Cole's frame. Although Cole wasn't obese, he definitely wasn't as slim as in his twinky Suite Life days and that was exactly what Dave loved about the bottom right now. The harder he stabbed his cock into Cole's body, the more confidence he had the Riverdale star could take everything he was giving him and even more. For the best of both Dave reached one hand down to Cole's leg, squeezing his nice, thick thigh while the other hand closed around Cole's shoulder, half to feel the bottom's smooth skin and half to steady Cole's sexy body as he continued to thrust his hard cock into the depths of Cole's hot hole. The biggest smile spread itself across Dave's face as he pounded Cole's sexy body. "God, you're so hot." Cole responded, swooning over the older actor's pure handsomeness. Sure, Dave didn't get as much attention as older brother James but why the hell not? The 35-year-old had aged beautifully, his face still looked as though it could play the part of someone in their early-mid 20s. Those perfect, neat black eyebrows, curled around a pair of gorgeous brown eyes. Dave's eyes looked down his perfect nose towards Cole, beaming proudly as he fucked the bottom perfectly. An adorable mole just above his mouth, something Cole himself was all too familiar with and then down to his well-maintained body. In comparison to his brother James but also to his co-star Zac Efron in Bad Neighbours, Dave's frame looked skinny. Right now, however, the top's shoulders looked broad enough as they hunched to give his torso the support it needed to propel itself back and forth. Maintaining his youthful metabolism didn't just keep Dave slim, it also gave his body all the energy it needed to tense those tight abs and slam his hard cock into any sexy victim willing to take him. 7.5 inches of bare, Jewish-American cock piled into Cole's sphincter sending a violent wave of pleasure throughout the bottom's sensitive body. "Oh God, kiss me, I'm gonna shoot!" Cole exclaimed. Dave's irresistibly cute face lowered down onto Cole's to administer a firm kiss. The smell of Dave's warm aftershave, the scratch of his modest 5 o'clock shadow, the look in those beautiful, brown eyes, the firmness of his powerful kiss and finally the deep, hard thrust of his perfect 7.5-inch cock sent Cole to heaven! Cole's sweet face scrunched up nice and tight before exploding in a surge of pleasure. "God yesss." Cole groaned in his distinctive, melodic tone. Dave's eyes twinkled with happiness as the bottom's smooth torso suddenly became covered in long streaks of his hot cum. "Oh wow, you really like my dick." Dave beamed. Cole was speechless, only able to groan again as another strip squirted from his belly button to half ice his left pec. "God yes Dave, yes I love that beautiful dick!" Cole groaned as another load splattered across his panting chest. "I love that you love my dick." Dave grinned, hammering a few more deep shots into Cole before pulling all the way out and jerking furiously above the groaning bottom. Cole's orgasm was already too far gone to be affected by Dave's withdrawal and another grunt from the bottom was followed by a jet of sparkly cum shooting through the air to land on Cole's pec. Cole had to watch Dave's face as the sexy Jewish actor climaxed and as he'd hoped, Dave looked exactly like he did in his Funny or Die clip. The energy from the top was magnificent, stroking his cock rapidly as it emptied like a hose over Cole's smooth body. "Jesus Christ yeahhh." Dave murmured as his shaft fired erratically across Cole's body, covering the bottom from his belly button to his neck. The bottom had already shot the bulk of his load and with Dave's warm jizz helping to maximise his orgasm, the 28-year-old stroked the remainder of his thick cum out over his smooth pelvis. "Holy fuck." Cole exclaimed, slowing his fist to drag the final bubbles of his cum out of his swollen head. The Riverdale star's brown eyes focused in on his slit, watching thick drops of cum form at the tip as his hand rose to the top then succumbing to gravity they fell into the hairs of his neat pubes. A sweet sigh signalled that Cole was empty and now that he was satisfied, the bottom could appreciate Dave as he emptied his nuts over the Sprouse twin's waiting body. Scanning Cole's smooth, sticky body from top to bottom, Dave jerked frantically to maximise his moment of visual heaven. Cole's smooth, bronze skin looked incredible, coated in streaks and drops of their pearly, white cum. Every second of sight, coupled with every firm stroke of his cock brought Dave incredible happiness resulting in further ropes of pearly white cream joining the rest on its Cole Sprouse canvas below. "Oh God." Dave sighed one last time as the tenth and final rope of his cum landed on Cole's broad thigh. "Ooooh, oh man...oh man...oh mannnnn. Oh man." Dave panted, allowing the overwhelming pleasure to flow from his centre to the farthest corners of his body. The view of Cole's beautiful body below him covered in a sheen of sweat and a coat of their cum made Dave both happy and proud. The desire to fuck the hell out of Jughead Jones had been achieved and with the result Dave had dreamt about, a glorious cum shower to celebrate the beauty of the sweet Sprouse twin, versus the handsomeness of the delicious Dave Franco. Falling to his knees alongside Cole's deck chair, Dave sat on the warm grass and stroked Cole's arm. "My God." Cole whispered, turning towards Dave and stroking the older actor's adorable stubble. They shared a beaming smile as Dave leaned in towards Cole and the pair kissed again. After 10 seconds of gentle kissing, extending their session of erotic love, their lips parted again, and Dave's eyes moved down Cole's messy body. "Dude you're a total mess, how about I get a couple more beers and we fire up the hot tub?" Dave grinned. "I should clean up first." Cole announced. "Don't worry bro, I got you. Gives me a reason to clean the thing doesn't it." Dave grinned. Cole couldn't fault that logic, beaming up at Dave's handsome face, disarmed by the 35-year-old's sexual magnetism. Leaving Cole with another tender kiss on his rosy lips, Dave beamed down at the bottom. 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Date: Sun, 28 May 2023 15:44:00 +0100
From: PCW Tosh <[email protected]>
Subject: Now You See Cole
Disclaimer: Hey folks, this story is just a fantasy and I have no evidence
that this actually happened, but we can all dream.
Stay healthy and practice safe sex!
Happy reading.
Now You See Cole
"Loving your new life, I see bro." Dylan sniggered as he placed a mug of
fresh coffee down for his twin who lay in bed half asleep. "Thanks." Cole
grumbled, forcing his eyes open and glancing in the direction Dylan was
looking. [Yep, porn. Frat guys `hazing' by making the pledges suck their
cocks.] Cole had fallen asleep with his phone open on some adult website
and completely naked. Dylan smirked at his groggy twin, "Looking good bro."
Dylan teased as Cole reached over to his mug, exposing his smooth
body. "Quit perving." Cole grumbled once more. "Perving? You have the exact
same body as I do!" Dylan sniggered. "You made my body fat!" Cole
barked. Dylan could only laugh louder; he loved poking at Cole before he
was really awake. "Love you too bro." Dylan giggled before heading back
into the living room.
Cole had a busy day ahead, after a session at the gym to make up for all
his smoking he planned some grocery shopping, all before heading into
Hollywood Masonic Temple to record an interview. Cole was looking forward
to the interview, any opportunity to expose himself to the world and get
himself more work was a good thing. Riverdale was a great gig for him, his
starring role as Jughead Jones had seen his popularity soar.
Cole settled into the green room waiting for the show to begin. Following
Cole there were a couple of lesser-known celebrities who entered the green
room. Cole greeted them pleasantly, agreeing to have a quick selfie with
both of them before even Cole found himself starstruck. Dressed in a black
leather jacket and a pair of light blue jeans, Dave Franco caught
everyone's attention. The 35-year-old had starred in so many Hollywood
smashes that he was undoubtedly the main event for today's show. Dave
flashed each of them a smile and a nod before removing his jacket to reveal
a tight, white T-shirt and settled down.
Cole knew he had a crush on Dave when he saw the actor's round arse in Bad
Neighbours. Sure, Zac Efron was the main attraction spending 50% of his
screen time shirtless with that incredible body. Dave was more than a match
for Zac as a poster boy, his body nicely toned and who could resist one of
the most beautiful smiles in California?
Dave glanced over to Cole and there it was, Dave's face creasing into that
heart-stopping pearly white grin. "Alright bro?" Dave started. Cole
panicked, realising he must've been staring at the 35-year-old. "Hey Dave,
yeah I'm great how are you?" Cole replied, rocking back into his seat to
feign comfort and relaxation. "I'm good. What are you in for?" Dave
replied. "Another season of Riverdale, you?" "The Now." "Ooooh nice." Cole
finished, flattening the conversation without a follow up question or
observation.
After an awkward moment of silence between them Cole tried to reignite the
conversation. "So that Isla Fisher eh, tasty Australian chick, right?"
"Yeah, she's cool. Rumour has it that since you broke up with Lili you've
been keeping yourself entertained?" Dave grinned, giving a wink and then
glancing around suspiciously as if he was telling Cole to answer in
code. Cole smiled, "Maybe I can tell you over a coffee later if you're not
busy?" "Sure thing bro." Dave beamed.
Each of the actors went out in turns to be interviewed by Jimmy
Kimmel. Following the show, the studio hosted a mini after party for the
host, guests and crew to have a few drinks. After a couple of bottles of
Bud Light both Cole and Dave were feeling pretty relaxed. Then several
rounds of selfies and boomerangs using various filters and it was time for
everyone to head home.
"So, about that coffee?" Cole started, approaching Dave with a smile. "Fuck
that shit, let's get more beer." Dave giggled, "You riding back with me?"
He finished. "Yeah sure." Cole beamed as they hopped into a taxi from the
studio. The film stars both whipped out their phones as the cab negotiated
its way through the L.A. traffic. "Home late tonight, heading to Dave's for
some beers, <3 Cole." Cole sent to Dylan. Within seconds his phone buzzed,
and Dylan's reply appeared, "Good luck, I hope you hit that! (wink)." Cole
sniggered to himself. "What's funny?" Dave asked, looking up from his phone
at Cole. "Nothing, nothing." Cole replied quickly, "I'll tell you later."
Cole continued glancing towards the cab driver as he spoke, bringing a wide
smile from Dave who nodded.
The cab pulled up and the two film stars hopped out into the quiet street
Dave lived on. Cole's eyes surveyed the house, white, two-storeys high and
a slanted terracotta slate roof. Dave handed the driver $40 and thanked him
before leading Cole to the front door. "Welcome to my chateau." Dave
grinned as he opened the door and threw his keys into the bowl. Arturo the
cat watched the pair enter while he lapped up some water. Cole's eyes
continued to study the Franco house, taking in every detail of the movie
star's impressive house. The fresh wooden decor with white painted walls
looked so clean, fresh and modern.
Dave led them straight through the kitchen and out into the back yard. They
were welcomed by a beautiful, lush, green lawn, a clear blue swimming pool
and a collection of artistic lawn ornaments. Kicking his shoes off and
throwing himself into a very comfortable hanging chair, Dave gestured for
Cole to join him. Cole peeled his trainers off and climbed into the spare
chair. Once Cole had settled, Dave jumped back and opened a neatly hidden
outdoor fridge pulling out two cold beers.
"Thanks bro." Cole smiled appreciating Dave's gentle features as he took
his beer. "Really nice place you got here." Cole continued. "Yeah, it's
pretty sweet. Dave grinned, looking around at his garden. The cat came
strolling towards them, stopping at Dave's feet and purring in a deep low
grumble. "Someone wants some attention." Cole chuckled to Dave. "We'll sort
you out later." Dave winked, standing up and hurrying off to the kitchen to
fill the cat's bowl with food.
"What did I miss?" Dave beamed, returning a few minutes later. "Errr,
nothing. Just checking out TikTok." "And?" "Nothing, bitches be dancing."
Cole giggled. "Yeah, fuck that shit man, I'm glad I'm not your age, it must
be so hard to be a young celebrity with all the different accounts you need
to have!" Dave replied. "Yeah dude, fans are insane nowadays. How old are
you?" Cole chuckled, twisting his face with confusion. "35 mother
fuckerrrr." Dave grinned proudly. "Damn you're looking good." Cole
beamed. Dave's reaction made it clear it was something he was used to
hearing. "How about you bro?" "28." Cole replied instantly. "Ahh, really
dude, damn. They been stressing you out bro?" Dave answered, leaning closer
to Cole inspecting the Riverdale star's face. "Ahhh, you think?" Cole
groaned, feeling self-conscious.
"I mean..." Dave started, pushing himself up from his chair and closer to
Cole's face. Cole watched Dave's beautiful face moving just inches away
from his own and couldn't help but study the 35-year-old's 5 o'clock shadow
around his perfect jawline. The perfectly tanned skin which led into those
amazing brown eyes and just as Cole had worked out Dave's plan, the
28-year-old felt Dave's lips press gently against his while their eyes
remained locked together.
"Your lips are so soft." Dave grinned, pulling back from Cole to look over
his face. The Riverdale star's features were smooth and enticing, drawing
Dave back in for another kiss. The kiss was deep and firm, Cole groaned as
Dave worked his full red lips. Dave's fingers traced their way along Cole's
sides and stroking them gently, the 35-year-old teased Cole through his
shirt. Cole made the next move, pushing his tongue against Dave's
lips. Dave's face broke into his adorable smile as his lips parted to allow
Cole inside.
Enjoying 15 seconds of tender tongue lashings, Dave broke their kiss again
and this time he descended Cole's body until reached the 28-year-old's
fly. Cole watched excitedly as Dave's fingers unbuttoned his fly and threw
Cole's jeans open. Next, Dave lifted Cole's waistband and reaching into the
28-year-old boxer's he unveiled Cole beautiful 6.5-inch, cut boner. Dave
licked his lips as he surveyed Cole's throbbing head then rolling forward,
he slipped his lips over the Riverdale star's head and swallowed the
visible portion of his cock.
"Oh Christ." Cole murmured as Dave began to swirl his tongue around Cole's
head. Dave's instant control of Cole's senses brought a smile to the
Riverdale star's face. Dave had learnt well, paying close attention to the
eye of Cole's cock, running his tongue over the slit deliberately and
repeatedly. The 35-year-old sucked in the air around Cole's beautiful head,
drinking in the sexy blonde's scent. Within his boxers, Dave felt his own
cock stiffen, the smell of Cole's warm body was the perfect agent to
instigate his arousal. The pores of Dave's tongue opened to drink in Cole's
wonderful flavour, lapping up the Riverdale star's sweet aroma.
"Hold this." Dave whispered, glancing up at Cole and tugging at his
waistband. The Riverdale star took hold of his waistband allowing Dave to
focus his grip on Cole's shaft with his right hand and sliding his left
hand into his pants. Cupping his balls then playing with his hard shaft,
Dave began to play with himself while sliding up and down Cole's pole to
murmurs of enjoyment from the younger actor. The 35-year-old's fingers
moved across his head sending sparks of pleasure through his own body while
his tongue triggered a similar reaction within Cole's body.
Dave moved freely, his beautiful lips gliding along Cole's perfect
shaft. The Riverdale star's head throbbed as it stroked Dave's tonsils. The
Bad Neighbours star showcased his incredible talent using his experienced
neck muscles to bounce him along Cole's excited cock. "Jeeeeez." Cole
hissed happily, reaching for the back of Dave's head to encourage him. The
pressure of Cole's palm, pushing his face into the 28-year-old's crotch was
exactly what Dave wanted and now following the Riverdale star's guidance he
deepthroated the sexy Sprouse twin. Cole's mind had begun to think ahead as
his slit began to foam with pleasure. Looking down at Dave's beautiful
face, the older actor was ridiculously cute, all he could think of was how
much he wanted to fuck Dave tenderly.
Dave had other ideas. The older actor moved his hands up to Cole's waist
and began to tug at the Riverdale star's jeans. Cole lifted his hips
allowing Dave to remove his jeans which were closely followed by his boxers
which Dave dragged down to Cole's ankles. Pulling off Cole's cock, Dave
paused for breath taking the opportunity to admire the manly beauty of
Cole's long legs. The Riverdale star's trunks were firm and thick, covered
in a modest coat of light brown hairs leading up into his beautiful crotch.
Cole's thoughts of fucking Dave disappeared in an instant when the Bad
Neighbours star slipped two fingers into his mouth then spreading Cole's
legs the Franco brother pressed two fingers against the Sprouse twin's hole
until his ring buckled under the pressure. "Holy shit!" Cole squealed as
his entrance opened under Dave's duress. The older actor watched Cole
intently as his fingers dug into the sexy Riverdale actor. The gentle
brownness of Dave's eyes felt warm and loving as they soothed the pain of
his penetrating digits. To aid Cole's comfort, Dave returned his lips to
Cole's helmet, swallowing the 6.5-inch boner at the same rate his fingers
slid into Cole's warm arse hole.
Joints passed over Cole's ring causing coos over pleasure from the
Riverdale star. Dave's probing fingers felt so good as they burrowed deeper
into Cole sweet body. "Take your shirt off." Dave asked sweetly while his
fingers were far less forgiving. The 28-year-old didn't respond but his
hands obeyed, reaching to the base of his shirt and pulling it up over his
head as he leaned forward slightly. Dave eyed Cole's body ravenously,
studying the movement of every muscle as his fingers dug their way deep
inside Cole's cavity.
Cole sang to Dave's tune as the older actor controlled him, tugging on the
Riverdale star's ring with every probing. "Think I can get my dick in there
later?" Dave chuckled. "Hell, yes please." Cole agreed unreservedly, his
pecs rising up every time Dave pressed his fingers in so deep his knuckles
pressed against Cole's arse. Dave could feel his control over Cole
increasing. The 35-year-old responded by moving his fingers harder and
faster, warming up the insides of Cole's chute by feeding the young stud
his talented fingers.
Indeed, Cole had fallen under Dave's spell. The consistent and repeated
delivery of those probing fingers made the Riverdale star groan
seductively, begging for more without using the actual words. Dave could
feel from Cole's body language that he was breaking the younger actor
down. The Bad Neighbours star stroked Cole's insides, fingering the
Riverdale star seductively. The deeper Dave probed the harder his cock
grew, exploring the smooth, tight insides his cock would soon be
penetrating; the older actor could feel the excitement surging through him.
A sharp hiss from Cole signalled Dave's finger slipping out his ring
causing Cole's hole to tighten abruptly. The 28-year-old lay there waiting,
anticipating Dave's next move, was he about to mount Cole and slide that
nice Jewish cock inside him? Cole's eyes shot open as the presence at his
ring wasn't what he expected. Dave had thrown back the rest of his beer and
now, to tease both Cole and himself, the Franco brother pushed the rim of
his bottle into Cole's hole.
"What the...ooooh fuck." Cole sighed, his head popping up to see what Dave
was doing that felt so strange and weird but surprisingly good. The young
stud relaxed and could feel the long neck of the bottle working its way
deeper inside him. [Note to self, beer bottles work too.] Cole smiled to
himself. Dave's guidance was firm but patient, allowing Cole's body to
dictate the speed at which he probed the Riverdale star. Dave had a hold of
his own cock and watching the way Cole's body reacted to the bottle, the
Bad Neighbours star stroked his hard cock for a bit of
self-gratification. Dave felt so happy just looking at how Cole's pink hole
folded nicely around the smooth bottle neck. "That's gonna be my hard dick
next." Dave announced, giving himself a little more dominance over Cole but
also enticing a gentle throb from his own hard cock.
The bottle was now moving considerably freely now, with Cole's fingered and
now bottled hole nice and loose. There was no rush, they had all evening
but with the building tension they both knew this was going to be
good. Dave just had to keep Cole waiting a little longer, sliding the 3
inches of bottle neck into his hole into the shoulders blocked any further
progress.
Watching Cole's hole sucking tight to the bottle's neck, Dave felt his cock
pulse with desire. The 35-year-old couldn't resist anymore, "You ready for
me?" He asked softly. "Yes please." Cole purred. Dave and Cole's eyes
reconnected, it was time. Withdrawing the bottle slowly, Dave watched
Cole's lip twitch as his hole resealed itself. Giving Cole a moment, Dave
stroked a layer of lube across the young stud's hole and moved into
position. Planting his foot on either side of Cole's chair, Dave lined
himself up with the Riverdale star's hole. Next, Dave covered his hard cock
with its own layer of lube while he eyed the bottom's hole. Dave's handsome
face beamed down at Cole as he moved in closer, studying the bottom's
perfect body as his tip pressed against Cole's ring.
Biting his bottom lip and pushing out his stretched hole, Cole opened his
arse for Dave who pushed forward. Dave's cut cock slipped beyond Cole's
ring with ease and edging himself along the chair, he moved closer to
Cole's arse, feeding the Riverdale star his hard cock inch by inch. The top
watched Cole's smooth chest rising and falling with an increasingly erratic
pattern, shuddering as Dave's head progressed past the point the bottle had
reached and continued to penetrate the sexy Sprouse twin.
"Fuck yeahhh." Cole cooed as his hole expanded to accept Dave's wonderful
cock. The 35-year-old's gentle smile had the power to soothe as his
7.5-inch rod advanced inside Cole, curving nicely up to stroke the roof of
Cole's tunnel. The Riverdale star held his left pec in his hand, lightly
squeezing it to compliment the feeling of Dave's raw cock moving deeper
within him. Reaching up with his right hand, Cole reached up for Dave's
hand which the top gave him. Cole pulled at Dave's hand, guiding the sexy
Franco brother towards him. The top allowed Cole to pull him forward,
shifting Dave's body weight, Cole moved the older man's chest above his
before taking hold of his hard cock.
"Does that feel good?" Dave asked kindly. "You feel great!" Cole beamed
with his adorable, toothy smile. The top felt confident Cole could handle
him with all that he had taken already this evening. Holding the bottom on
his shoulder, Dave slowly stroked himself into the Riverdale star's
hole. Cole's sweet face looked so beautiful, deep in concentration as he
managed the discomfort to find only pleasure in accommodating Dave's
wonderful cock. Dave worked patiently but expertly, advancing with each
stroke opening Cole smoothly.
Reaching up and placing his hands on Dave's beautiful face, Cole pulled the
top towards him. Maintaining a new fluid motion Dave stroked into the
Riverdale star while allowing Cole to lower his face until their lips
touched and they could enjoy a firm kiss. After a few strokes of his cock
into Cole's tight cunt with their lips sucking passionately at each other,
Dave threw himself in all the way, the top moved his hand from Cole's
shoulders through the 28-year-old's straight hair. Dave's change of
position brought an arousing groan from the bottom who loved the feeling of
Dave's hands running through his hair while the top's 7.5-inch cock stuffed
his sweet hole. The other advantage of this angle Cole had banked on was
that Dave's chest would be forced to press down on his and sure enough as
they kissed, the warmth of the older actor's smooth, tanned pecs pressed
against Cole's smooth, sun-kissed pecs.
With their bodies now truly looking and feeling like one, Dave increased
his velocity pushing his cock into the Riverdale star with extra speed and
force. The bronze top had the look of a 25-year-old and soon enough he
began to show Cole, he also had the energy and sexual desire of a
25-year-old too. Even though they were laying on an awkward, narrow
lounger, Dave threw his body back and forth without caution causing the
plastic to squeak as he filled Cole's beautiful body with his hard cock. To
keep Cole in his place, the Bad Neighbours applied as much weight as he
could to Cole's broad chest feeling the heat rising from the bottom while
his bare cock drilled inside Cole's hungry hole.
Although their chests were pressed together, from the right, there was
enough of a gap for Cole to take hold of his hard cock again and slowly
stroke himself. Now to add to the hard thrusts from the handsome top,
punching his hard cock deep into Cole's sensitive chute, Cole touched
himself just enough to make his cock tense and pulse, begging him for more
attention to take full advantage of the feelings sweeping through his body,
caused by the deep penetration of Dave's bare cock.
Dave had reached the top of his form, the slight restriction of their angle
and location meaning he couldn't give Cole absolutely everything but that
didn't mean he wasn't already doing more than enough. Within Cole's
beautiful body, Dave's cock was enjoying every moment pulling his bare cock
halfway back before sliding it back in until the bottom's round arse cheeks
halted his forward progress. The top ran his hands along Cole's smooth
body, feeling the sexy fullness of Cole's frame. Although Cole wasn't
obese, he definitely wasn't as slim as in his twinky Suite Life days and
that was exactly what Dave loved about the bottom right now. The harder he
stabbed his cock into Cole's body, the more confidence he had the Riverdale
star could take everything he was giving him and even more. For the best of
both Dave reached one hand down to Cole's leg, squeezing his nice, thick
thigh while the other hand closed around Cole's shoulder, half to feel the
bottom's smooth skin and half to steady Cole's sexy body as he continued to
thrust his hard cock into the depths of Cole's hot hole.
The biggest smile spread itself across Dave's face as he pounded Cole's
sexy body. "God, you're so hot." Cole responded, swooning over the older
actor's pure handsomeness. Sure, Dave didn't get as much attention as older
brother James but why the hell not? The 35-year-old had aged beautifully,
his face still looked as though it could play the part of someone in their
early-mid 20s. Those perfect, neat black eyebrows, curled around a pair of
gorgeous brown eyes. Dave's eyes looked down his perfect nose towards Cole,
beaming proudly as he fucked the bottom perfectly. An adorable mole just
above his mouth, something Cole himself was all too familiar with and then
down to his well-maintained body. In comparison to his brother James but
also to his co-star Zac Efron in Bad Neighbours, Dave's frame looked
skinny. Right now, however, the top's shoulders looked broad enough as they
hunched to give his torso the support it needed to propel itself back and
forth. Maintaining his youthful metabolism didn't just keep Dave slim, it
also gave his body all the energy it needed to tense those tight abs and
slam his hard cock into any sexy victim willing to take him.
7.5 inches of bare, Jewish-American cock piled into Cole's sphincter
sending a violent wave of pleasure throughout the bottom's sensitive
body. "Oh God, kiss me, I'm gonna shoot!" Cole exclaimed. Dave's
irresistibly cute face lowered down onto Cole's to administer a firm
kiss. The smell of Dave's warm aftershave, the scratch of his modest 5
o'clock shadow, the look in those beautiful, brown eyes, the firmness of
his powerful kiss and finally the deep, hard thrust of his perfect 7.5-inch
cock sent Cole to heaven!
Cole's sweet face scrunched up nice and tight before exploding in a surge
of pleasure. "God yesss." Cole groaned in his distinctive, melodic
tone. Dave's eyes twinkled with happiness as the bottom's smooth torso
suddenly became covered in long streaks of his hot cum. "Oh wow, you really
like my dick." Dave beamed. Cole was speechless, only able to groan again
as another strip squirted from his belly button to half ice his left
pec. "God yes Dave, yes I love that beautiful dick!" Cole groaned as
another load splattered across his panting chest.
"I love that you love my dick." Dave grinned, hammering a few more deep
shots into Cole before pulling all the way out and jerking furiously above
the groaning bottom. Cole's orgasm was already too far gone to be affected
by Dave's withdrawal and another grunt from the bottom was followed by a
jet of sparkly cum shooting through the air to land on Cole's pec.
Cole had to watch Dave's face as the sexy Jewish actor climaxed and as he'd
hoped, Dave looked exactly like he did in his Funny or Die clip. The energy
from the top was magnificent, stroking his cock rapidly as it emptied like
a hose over Cole's smooth body. "Jesus Christ yeahhh." Dave murmured as his
shaft fired erratically across Cole's body, covering the bottom from his
belly button to his neck. The bottom had already shot the bulk of his load
and with Dave's warm jizz helping to maximise his orgasm, the 28-year-old
stroked the remainder of his thick cum out over his smooth pelvis.
"Holy fuck." Cole exclaimed, slowing his fist to drag the final bubbles of
his cum out of his swollen head. The Riverdale star's brown eyes focused in
on his slit, watching thick drops of cum form at the tip as his hand rose
to the top then succumbing to gravity they fell into the hairs of his neat
pubes. A sweet sigh signalled that Cole was empty and now that he was
satisfied, the bottom could appreciate Dave as he emptied his nuts over the
Sprouse twin's waiting body.
Scanning Cole's smooth, sticky body from top to bottom, Dave jerked
frantically to maximise his moment of visual heaven. Cole's smooth, bronze
skin looked incredible, coated in streaks and drops of their pearly, white
cum. Every second of sight, coupled with every firm stroke of his cock
brought Dave incredible happiness resulting in further ropes of pearly
white cream joining the rest on its Cole Sprouse canvas below.
"Oh God." Dave sighed one last time as the tenth and final rope of his cum
landed on Cole's broad thigh. "Ooooh, oh man...oh man...oh mannnnn. Oh
man." Dave panted, allowing the overwhelming pleasure to flow from his
centre to the farthest corners of his body. The view of Cole's beautiful
body below him covered in a sheen of sweat and a coat of their cum made
Dave both happy and proud. The desire to fuck the hell out of Jughead Jones
had been achieved and with the result Dave had dreamt about, a glorious cum
shower to celebrate the beauty of the sweet Sprouse twin, versus the
handsomeness of the delicious Dave Franco.
Falling to his knees alongside Cole's deck chair, Dave sat on the warm
grass and stroked Cole's arm. "My God." Cole whispered, turning towards
Dave and stroking the older actor's adorable stubble. They shared a beaming
smile as Dave leaned in towards Cole and the pair kissed again. After 10
seconds of gentle kissing, extending their session of erotic love, their
lips parted again, and Dave's eyes moved down Cole's messy body. "Dude
you're a total mess, how about I get a couple more beers and we fire up the
hot tub?" Dave grinned. "I should clean up first." Cole announced. "Don't
worry bro, I got you. Gives me a reason to clean the thing doesn't it."
Dave grinned. Cole couldn't fault that logic, beaming up at Dave's handsome
face, disarmed by the 35-year-old's sexual magnetism.
Leaving Cole with another tender kiss on his rosy lips, Dave beamed down at
the bottom. Cole watched Dave's slender body head across the garden turning
on the jets of the hot tub then disappearing back into the house. Returning
a few minutes later, Dave held a cooler of beer and a pouch of Reese's
Pieces, setting them down by the hot tub. Hurrying back into the house
again, Dave took a few more minutes and returned holding a pair of thick,
white cotton robes which he dropped by the hot tub then headed back to
Cole. "Come." Dave smiled softly. Taking Dave's hand, Cole followed the
adorable hunk and slipping into the warming hot tub, the two actors
continued their evening together with a couple of beers, just chatting the
night away.
END
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Sticky Blinders, After party at the OSCARs, Cole Me By Your Name, Happy
18th Bro, Coffee for John, An Audition to Remember, Breakfast Boot, The
Queen's English, Brooklyn Learns a Lesson, Bad Panther, Bad to the Bones,
The Twins Nextdoor, 13 Goo-uld Reasons Why & Gallaghers' Indian Takeaway.
The Diving Squad 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 & 6.
Gymnastics Fantastics 1, 2, Celtic Bond & Coach Crammer
Ripped Roses, Jack's Web & Naughty Neigbours.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/something-unexpected | Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2023 01:11:55 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Something Unexpected One day, in the baseball dugout at Liberty Mutual high school, two young men, sixteen year old Shaquille Morris and his best friend, fifteen year old Carmelo Hughes, were having a lively discussion and this was how it went... "Come on, bro!" Shaquille said. "You know you like me." "I ain't gay!" Carmelo lied. "I don't like you like that." "Bull shit!" Shaquille said as he stepped towards Carmelo. Carmelo stepped back until he was at the wall of the dugout. Shaquille reached over and caressed Carmelo's toned chest. His hand lingered on Carmelo's nipple. Carmelo's body shivered from his touch and his dick started to stir. "Stop that!" Carmelo smacked Shaquille's hand away. Shaquille looked mad. He grabbed Carmelo's face and kissed him, roughly, on the mouth! Instead of fighting back, Carmelo just let it happen. When they came up for air, Carmelo had the biggest smile on his face. "You know, you got a sexy smile." Shaquille said, grinning back. Then, instantly, Carmelo stopped grinning. Shaquille rolled his eyes. "You know, it's okay to smile when someone compliments you." Carmelo tried to get away from Shaquille but, Shaquille wouldn't budge. "You wanna know how I know you like me?" Shaquille asked. "Well, I'll tell you. The guys on the team told me. Yep! They caught you staring at my package every time I'm up to bat." Carmelo's eyes widened. "I do stare at his package a lot!" He thought to himself. "Could they really have seen me staring?" "I noticed something, too." Shaquille said. "Them `bro hugs' take way too long.... Especially when you grab my ass at the same time!" Carmelo was hella caught. "What am I gonna do?" Carmelo thought to himself. As they were talking, Carmelo hadn't noticed Shaquille unbuttoning his baseball jersey top. When Shaquille took off his top, Carmelo, shocked, asked, "What are you doing?" "Letting you see all the things you've been wanting to see." Shaquille replied as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground. Underneath his pants, Shaquille had on the sexiest black jock strap Carmelo had ever seen.... And, the bulge that had formed in the young man's pants wasn't too bad to look at, either. Shaquille caught Carmelo looking at his package. "Oh, so that's what you wanna see." He said. Then he turned around and showed Carmelo his thick, muscle ass. "Or would you like to see this part?" Carmelo reached out and caressed Shaquille's fine ass. Then he bent over and kissed both Shaquille's ass cheeks, gently. To say Shaquille was shocked was an understatement. He looked back at Carmelo. "That felt kinda good. My turn!" Shaquille stood up and turned towards Carmelo who was looking nervously at him. "Don't be nervous, bro." Shaquille said. "I ain't gonna hurt ya." Carmelo smiled weakly. Shaquille grabbed Carmelo's face in his hands and bent down (Shaquille is six feet even and Carmelo five foot six) and kissed Carmelo on the lips. Then Shaquille, slowly, unbuttoned and removed Carmelo's uniform top. When he saw Carmelo's nipples, Shaquille licked his lips. He immediately reached out and, gently, pinched Carmelo's soft nipples. "Mmm." Carmelo moaned. "You like that, hunh?" Shaquille asked. "Yess!" Carmelo hissed softly. He buried his head in Shaquille's chest. As Carmelo had his head in Shaquille's chest, Shaquille, slowly slid his big hands down into Carmelo's pants. Carmelo looked up at Shaquille and smiled. Then Shaquille grabbed a handful of Carmelo's ass cheeks. "You gone, at least, let me put my dick up in you?" Shaquille asked as he put his middle finger up Carmelo's asshole. Carmelo's asshole closed tightly around Shaquille's finger. Carmelo winced and said, "Please be gentle." "Of course, bro." Shaquille said. "How long has it been?" Immediately, Carmelo knew what he meant. "It's been six months." Carmelo admitted. Shaquille kissed Carmelo's forehead and said, "Don't worry. I'll be gentle." Shaquille slid Carmelo's pants off his body. Then he grabbed Carmelo's jock on either side of him and mouth and Shaquille slid his nine inch, thick dick into Carmelo's mouth. As soon as Shaquille's dick entered Carmelo's mouth, Shaquille moaned. "Your mouth is so fucken' hot!" As Carmelo was sucking his dick, Shaquille bent over him and fondled his ass. Actually, he more like groped it. "Mmmm." Carmelo moaned. Then Shaquille licked his middle finger and, gently, slid his finger up Carmelo's hole. Instantly, Carmelo's hole tightened around Shaquille's big fingers. "Oooh!" Then, suddenly, Shaquille lifted Carmelo into a pile driver position. "OH SHIT!" Carmelo was startled as he was now upside down. Shaquille slid his long tongue down Carmelo's hole. "Mmmm!" Carmelo moaned. Shaquille slid his tongue in and ouyt of Carmelo's hole like a serpent. "Oooh!" As Shaquille Ate him out, Carmelo reached back and stroked Shaquille's long dick. "Oh, you like my dick, do you?" Shaquille asked. Before Carmelo could answer, Shaquille turned Carmelo, who was still upside down, around. Now, Carmelo was facing his dick. Then suck it, bro!" So, now, Carmelo was sucking Shaquille's big dick while Shaquille had continued to eat his ass out. After a few minutes, Shaquille laid Carmelo onto the bench and they sixty-nined for what seemed like forever. Then, suddenly, without warning, Shaquille sat on Carmelo's face and said, "Eat my ass!" Carmelo did just that, Nibbling on Shaquille's ass lips. "Fuck!" Carmelo munched on Shaquille's ass as if he was eating a steak dinner. "Mmmm, FUCK!" Carmelo grabbed Shaquille's ass cheeks and buried his tongue deep inside. As he tongue fucked Shaquille's hole, Shaquille stroked his dick. "Mmmm." Shaquille moaned. As Carmelo slid his tongue in and out of Shaquille's hole, Shaquille wiggled his ass. Then Carmelo bit Shaquille's ass cheek. "Oooh, shit!" At this point, Shaquille was hotter than an oven! Shaquille stood up and turned to face Carmelo. He, roughly grabbed Carmelo and turned his body away from him, pushing him against the dugout wall. Then he grabbed him by the throat and whispered, "You ready for me to change your life?" Shaquille pulled Carmelo's head back roughly. "I'm about to go deep inside you!" Shaquille pushed Carmelo against the wall. As Carmelo tried to push himself away from the wall, Shaquille put his arm into Carmelo's back, keeping him right where he was. Then he slapped Carmelo's ass hard. The sound could be heard miles away. Shaquille roughly fondled Carmelo's ass one last time. Carmelo only had to wait a few seconds before Shaquille slid his elephant dick up inside Carmelo's ass! "Fuck!" Carmelo cried out. "Now, this is a grown man's dick!" Carmelo thought to himself. "Fuck!" He was not prepared for a dick like this. When it felt comfortable to him, Carmelo back his ass up on Shaquille's dick. "Oooh, Fuck!" Shaquille, slowly, long stroked Carmelo's tight hole. "Your ass is real tight, bro!" He said. "I mean, real tight!" Shaquille long stroked Carmelo's hole. "Fuck!" Carmelo moaned, his body trembling as Shaquille slid in and out of Carmelo's hole. "Mmmm!" "You want all this dick, don't you?" Shaquille asked. "Yess!" Carmelo moaned in heat. "God damn!" Shaquille got a bit rougher as he began to slam his dick up Carmelo's hole. "Ooh, yea! Fuck me! Fuck me deep!" "You sure you want me to go deeper?" Shaquille asked. "Hell yea!" Carmelo replied. So, Shaquille rammed his dick for all he was worth. Carmelo felt like his ass was being opened up with a sledgehammer! Carmelo could feel his asshole being split in two. "Fuck!" Shaquille long stroked Carmelo's hole, making Carmelo moan with pleasure. "Jesus!" Carmelo exclaimed. "You're tearin' my ass apart, man!" "That's the idea." Shaquille said as fucked Carmelo's ass harder and faster. "Mmmmm! Ooooh! Ahhhhh!" Carmelo moaned. He could feel his dick starting to throb. "Fuck meeee!" Shaquille pounded Carmelo's ass into oblivion. The deeper Shaquille dug into Carmelo's hole; the louder Carmelo screamed. At some point, Shaquille knew that people were gonna cum a runnin'! "I'M CUMMIN'!" Carmelo roared. He grabbed his dick and stroked it furiously. Seconds later, cum spewed forth like a broken water main. The wall of the dugout was covered in cum. "FFFUUCCKK!" Yelled Shaquille as shot his load up Carmelo's ass at the very same moment. Shaquille unloaded several loads up Carmelo's ass. As Shaquille pulled his dick out of Carmelo's ass, his cum dripped on Carmelo's ass cheeks. Carmelo looked at Shaquille and said, "Now, how the hell we gone get out of here without people seeing us?" "Well, I don't know if people will see us leaving... and, frankly, I don't care." Shaquille said. "I do know how we're getting out of here, though." Before Carmelo could ask any questions, Shaquille picked him up and carried him towards the parking lot. The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Thu, 22 Jun 2023 01:11:55 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Something Unexpected
One day, in the baseball dugout at Liberty Mutual high school, two young
men, sixteen year old Shaquille Morris and his best friend, fifteen year
old Carmelo Hughes, were having a lively discussion and this was how it
went...
"Come on, bro!" Shaquille said. "You know you like me." "I ain't
gay!" Carmelo lied. "I don't like you like that." "Bull shit!"
Shaquille said as he stepped towards Carmelo. Carmelo stepped back until
he was at the wall of the dugout. Shaquille reached over and caressed
Carmelo's toned chest. His hand lingered on Carmelo's nipple.
Carmelo's body shivered from his touch and his dick started to stir.
"Stop that!" Carmelo smacked Shaquille's hand away. Shaquille looked
mad. He grabbed Carmelo's face and kissed him, roughly, on the mouth!
Instead of fighting back, Carmelo just let it happen. When they came up
for air, Carmelo had the biggest smile on his face. "You know, you got a
sexy smile." Shaquille said, grinning back. Then, instantly, Carmelo
stopped grinning. Shaquille rolled his eyes. "You know, it's okay to
smile when someone compliments you." Carmelo tried to get away from
Shaquille but, Shaquille wouldn't budge.
"You wanna know how I know you like me?" Shaquille asked. "Well, I'll
tell you. The guys on the team told me. Yep! They caught you staring at
my package every time I'm up to bat." Carmelo's eyes widened. "I do
stare at his package a lot!" He thought to himself. "Could they really
have seen me staring?" "I noticed something, too." Shaquille said.
"Them `bro hugs' take way too long.... Especially when you grab my ass
at the same time!"
Carmelo was hella caught. "What am I gonna do?" Carmelo thought to
himself. As they were talking, Carmelo hadn't noticed Shaquille
unbuttoning his baseball jersey top. When Shaquille took off his top,
Carmelo, shocked, asked, "What are you doing?" "Letting you see all
the things you've been wanting to see." Shaquille replied as he
unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, letting them fall to the ground.
Underneath his pants, Shaquille had on the sexiest black jock strap
Carmelo had ever seen.... And, the bulge that had formed in the young
man's pants wasn't too bad to look at, either.
Shaquille caught Carmelo looking at his package. "Oh, so that's what
you wanna see." He said. Then he turned around and showed Carmelo his
thick, muscle ass. "Or would you like to see this part?" Carmelo
reached out and caressed Shaquille's fine ass. Then he bent over and
kissed both Shaquille's ass cheeks, gently. To say Shaquille was shocked
was an understatement. He looked back at Carmelo. "That felt kinda good.
My turn!"
Shaquille stood up and turned towards Carmelo who was looking nervously
at him. "Don't be nervous, bro." Shaquille said. "I ain't gonna hurt
ya." Carmelo smiled weakly. Shaquille grabbed Carmelo's face in his
hands and bent down (Shaquille is six feet even and Carmelo five foot
six) and kissed Carmelo on the lips. Then Shaquille, slowly, unbuttoned
and removed Carmelo's uniform top. When he saw Carmelo's nipples,
Shaquille licked his lips. He immediately reached out and, gently,
pinched Carmelo's soft nipples. "Mmm." Carmelo moaned. "You like
that, hunh?" Shaquille asked. "Yess!" Carmelo hissed softly. He buried
his head in Shaquille's chest.
As Carmelo had his head in Shaquille's chest, Shaquille, slowly slid his
big hands down into Carmelo's pants. Carmelo looked up at Shaquille and
smiled. Then Shaquille grabbed a handful of Carmelo's ass cheeks. "You
gone, at least, let me put my dick up in you?" Shaquille asked as he put
his middle finger up Carmelo's asshole. Carmelo's asshole closed
tightly around Shaquille's finger. Carmelo winced and said, "Please be
gentle." "Of course, bro." Shaquille said. "How long has it been?"
Immediately, Carmelo knew what he meant. "It's been six months."
Carmelo admitted. Shaquille kissed Carmelo's forehead and said, "Don't
worry. I'll be gentle."
Shaquille slid Carmelo's pants off his body. Then he grabbed Carmelo's
jock on either side of him and
mouth and Shaquille slid his nine inch, thick dick into Carmelo's
mouth. As soon as Shaquille's dick entered Carmelo's mouth, Shaquille
moaned. "Your mouth is so fucken' hot!"
As Carmelo was sucking his dick, Shaquille bent over him and fondled his
ass. Actually, he more like groped it. "Mmmm." Carmelo moaned. Then
Shaquille licked his middle finger and, gently, slid his finger up
Carmelo's hole. Instantly, Carmelo's hole tightened around Shaquille's
big fingers. "Oooh!" Then, suddenly, Shaquille lifted Carmelo into a
pile driver position. "OH SHIT!"
Carmelo was startled as he was now upside down. Shaquille slid his long
tongue down Carmelo's hole. "Mmmm!" Carmelo moaned. Shaquille slid his
tongue in and ouyt of Carmelo's hole like a serpent. "Oooh!" As
Shaquille Ate him out, Carmelo reached back and stroked Shaquille's long
dick. "Oh, you like my dick, do you?" Shaquille asked. Before Carmelo
could answer, Shaquille turned Carmelo, who was still upside down,
around. Now, Carmelo was facing his dick. Then suck it, bro!"
So, now, Carmelo was sucking Shaquille's big dick while Shaquille had
continued to eat his ass out. After a few minutes, Shaquille laid Carmelo
onto the bench and they sixty-nined for what seemed like forever. Then,
suddenly, without warning, Shaquille sat on Carmelo's face and said,
"Eat my ass!" Carmelo did just that, Nibbling on Shaquille's ass lips.
"Fuck!" Carmelo munched on Shaquille's ass as if he was eating a steak
dinner. "Mmmm, FUCK!"
Carmelo grabbed Shaquille's ass cheeks and buried his tongue deep
inside. As he tongue fucked Shaquille's hole, Shaquille stroked his
dick. "Mmmm." Shaquille moaned. As Carmelo slid his tongue in and out
of Shaquille's hole, Shaquille wiggled his ass. Then Carmelo bit
Shaquille's ass cheek. "Oooh, shit!" At this point, Shaquille was
hotter than an oven!
Shaquille stood up and turned to face Carmelo. He, roughly grabbed
Carmelo and turned his body away from him, pushing him against the dugout
wall. Then he grabbed him by the throat and whispered, "You ready for me
to change your life?" Shaquille pulled Carmelo's head back roughly.
"I'm about to go deep inside you!"
Shaquille pushed Carmelo against the wall. As Carmelo tried to push
himself away from the wall, Shaquille put his arm into Carmelo's back,
keeping him right where he was. Then he slapped Carmelo's ass hard. The
sound could be heard miles away. Shaquille roughly fondled Carmelo's ass
one last time. Carmelo only had to wait a few seconds before Shaquille
slid his elephant dick up inside Carmelo's ass!
"Fuck!" Carmelo cried out. "Now, this is a grown man's dick!"
Carmelo thought to himself. "Fuck!" He was not prepared for a dick like
this. When it felt comfortable to him, Carmelo back his ass up on
Shaquille's dick. "Oooh, Fuck!" Shaquille, slowly, long stroked
Carmelo's tight hole. "Your ass is real tight, bro!" He said. "I
mean, real tight!"
Shaquille long stroked Carmelo's hole. "Fuck!" Carmelo moaned, his
body trembling as Shaquille slid in and out of Carmelo's hole. "Mmmm!"
"You want all this dick, don't you?" Shaquille asked. "Yess!"
Carmelo moaned in heat. "God damn!" Shaquille got a bit rougher as he
began to slam his dick up Carmelo's hole. "Ooh, yea! Fuck me! Fuck me
deep!" "You sure you want me to go deeper?" Shaquille asked. "Hell
yea!" Carmelo replied. So, Shaquille rammed his dick for all he was
worth. Carmelo felt like his ass was being opened up with a sledgehammer!
Carmelo could feel his asshole being split in two. "Fuck!"
Shaquille long stroked Carmelo's hole, making Carmelo moan with
pleasure. "Jesus!" Carmelo exclaimed. "You're tearin' my ass apart,
man!" "That's the idea." Shaquille said as fucked Carmelo's ass
harder and faster. "Mmmmm! Ooooh! Ahhhhh!" Carmelo moaned. He could
feel his dick starting to throb. "Fuck meeee!" Shaquille pounded
Carmelo's ass into oblivion. The deeper Shaquille dug into Carmelo's
hole; the louder Carmelo screamed. At some point, Shaquille knew that
people were gonna cum a runnin'!
"I'M CUMMIN'!" Carmelo roared. He grabbed his dick and stroked it
furiously. Seconds later, cum spewed forth like a broken water main. The
wall of the dugout was covered in cum. "FFFUUCCKK!" Yelled Shaquille as
shot his load up Carmelo's ass at the very same moment. Shaquille
unloaded several loads up Carmelo's ass. As Shaquille pulled his dick
out of Carmelo's ass, his cum dripped on Carmelo's ass cheeks. Carmelo
looked at Shaquille and said, "Now, how the hell we gone get out of here
without people seeing us?" "Well, I don't know if people will see us
leaving... and, frankly, I don't care." Shaquille said. "I do know how
we're getting out of here, though." Before Carmelo could ask any
questions, Shaquille picked him up and carried him towards the parking
lot.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-mystery-man | Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2023 19:34:29 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: The Mystery Man This is a fanfiction story with the character Thomas Forrester (Matthew Atkinson) This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL ********************************* Thomas Forrester is out to score a lady, but tonight, no one is interested in the handsome wealthy rich guy. There is someone in the corner, sitting in the shadow, spotting the handsome hunk. When Thomas was going to the restroom, the guy followed Thomas. Preying outside. After a while, Thomas comes out of the restroom and gets pulled into one of the storage rooms. Right away, Thomas gets blindfolded. "Hey, who's there?" Thomas asks. The person lays a finger on Thomas' lips to be quiet. Thomas chuckles nervously and says, "I'm in for games, but this might be too exciting even for me." The person comes closer to Thomas' ear. "Just play along." A man's voice suddenly says. Thomas freezes. He never did it with a guy. And that voice sounds so familiar. While his head is trying to figure out what's going on, the man starts to unbutton Thomas' shirt and removes it slowly from Thomas' shoulders. Thomas' masculine upper body is shown. That fit body and firm pecs. The man rubs over Thomas' body. "Ever fucked a guy?" Thomas is surprised. Does this man wants him to fuck him? "Wait!" The man drops to his knees and starts to undo Thomas' pants and pulls it down. Thomas' semi-hard dick, what got hard from the excitement of the situation, is ready to get sucked. The man takes Thomas' dick in one quick move in his mouth and starts to suck at it. Thomas leans his head back and releases a moan. He enjoys this man's sucking technique. Thomas' dick gets deep throated by the man. "Fuck man. That feels so good." Thomas admits. The man stops and gets up. He strokes Thomas his dick. "It will feel even better up inside my ass." Thomas is surprised. The man really wants him to fuck him. The man rubs Thomas' body and starts to suck on those dark nipples. Thomas has to know who this man is and reaches for the blindfold, but the man stops him. "No! I want you to stay blindfolded and fuck me." Thomas feels the excitement of it but is curious who he will fuck. He plays along with the man's rule. The man suddenly kisses Thomas on the lips. While the man kisses Thomas, he starts to undo his own clothes. Thomas has no idea that it's Deacon Sharpe who's seducing him to fuck him. Deacon gets completely naked in front of Thomas. He then pushes Thomas to his knees. "Before you fuck me I want you to eat my ass out." Thomas never ate a man's ass out before but follows Deacon's lead. Deacon turns himself around and places his ass in Thomas' face. "Eat me out, you sexy stud!" It's been a while for Deacon to be sexually active. He had this thing with Sheila but needed more. Since he doesn't know many other women and tries to stay away from the women he does know in his life. This seems the only option for him to get some action and release. He never expected to enjoy messing around with men. While Deacon is bent over, Thomas starts to rim Deacon's ass. Deacon moans, feeling Thomas' tongue against his rosebutt, making him wet and ready to be fucked by the young Forrester stud. "Fuck yeah! Eat my ass out you sexy stud." Deacon cheers while he starts to stroke his dick. "That feels really good." Thomas is surprised this ass eating isn't that bad as he thought it would. He pushes his tongue deeper. Deacon feels Thomas really go for it and rims him real good. It brings him in a bliss. He suddenly has to step away and let go of his dick before he cums. "Fuck boy. You're really good at that, but now I want that big dick of yours." Deacon says and places a big cradle in the middle of the storage room to sit himself first on it before he grabs Thomas' hands to lead him between his legs that he spreads in the air when he lays down. Deacon grabs a condom and passes it to Thomas to put it on his dick. "Now get inside me and fuck me good boy" Thomas is so horny by this. He's all set to fuck. Deacon lays himself down and feels Thomas' dick coming inside him. More and more inches of Thomas' dick come inside him. "Fuck yeah. What a big dick you have." Deacon says while he starts to stroke his own dick. Thomas starts to fuck this mysterious stranger that he just know from somewhere, but can't place the voice to who it is. Deacon feels that big dick hitting the right places inside him. Pleasure runs through Deacon's body while Thomas keeps thrusting inside him. "Yeah! Keep going. Fuck me harder." Thomas starts to thrust harder and faster. The sound of Thomas' hips hitting Deacon's ass can be heard through the storage room. Thomas moans, feeling the pleasure of the man's ass around his dick. Both men enjoy this hot fuck they are having. Moans are heard. Deacon is so turned on that he shoots his load all over his stomach. "FUCK YEAH!" Thomas feels the man's ass tighten around his dick. He's so close and Deacon realizes it. He fastly pushes Thomas off and pulls the condom from the stud. Still blindfolded, Thomas strokes his cock, ready to release what could be his biggest load ever. Deacon comes behind Thomas and gropes his cock and balls, taking over the stroking. "Cum for me, big stud." He whispered in Thomas' ear. "I know how much load that needs to be out. Come on, big boy, cum for me." One of his hands now reaches for the nipples and tweaks them. Thomas keeps on groaning. Out of the blue, he finally connected the voice to whoever the mystery man was. It's none other than Deacon. Deacon continues with his rough stroking. "Finally caught up, huh, big boy?" Thomas takes his blindfold off and looks over his shoulder. "Oh shit! I'm cumming! Fuck!" Then, Thomas suddenly shoots his load. Still processing what just happened, he turns his head to see Deacon still stroking his cock. The pleasure is so strong that he gives in much more by hanging his head backwards and leaning his body against Deacon's bare body. He gets stroked until every single drop is out. "That was a lot of fun, big boy!" Deacon said while he let go of Thomas. Thomas turns towards Deacon. He's angry that Deacon manipulated him like that, but he really needed that release. Deacon grins. "No need to thank me." He said cockily before getting dressed. Thomas is still overwhelmed with what just happened. His breathing is heavy. As Deacon finishes getting dressed, he walks over Thomas, feels his hot breath and kisses the young stud. "Hope to see you again for another round and filling my ass up." A pause. "Unless you want me to fuck you instead." He winked. Thomas's eyes widened. While he's still shocked at what just happened, Deacon leaves the naked Thomas in the storage room. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 18 Jun 2023 19:34:29 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: The Mystery Man
This is a fanfiction story with the character Thomas Forrester (Matthew
Atkinson)
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © CBS BOLD AND THE BEAUTIFUL
*********************************
Thomas Forrester is out to score a lady, but tonight, no one is interested
in the handsome wealthy rich guy.
There is someone in the corner, sitting in the shadow, spotting the
handsome hunk.
When Thomas was going to the restroom, the guy followed Thomas. Preying
outside.
After a while, Thomas comes out of the restroom and gets pulled into one of
the storage rooms. Right away, Thomas gets blindfolded.
"Hey, who's there?" Thomas asks.
The person lays a finger on Thomas' lips to be quiet.
Thomas chuckles nervously and says, "I'm in for games, but this might be
too exciting even for me."
The person comes closer to Thomas' ear. "Just play along." A man's voice
suddenly says.
Thomas freezes. He never did it with a guy. And that voice sounds so
familiar.
While his head is trying to figure out what's going on, the man starts to
unbutton Thomas' shirt and removes it slowly from Thomas' shoulders.
Thomas' masculine upper body is shown. That fit body and firm pecs.
The man rubs over Thomas' body. "Ever fucked a guy?"
Thomas is surprised. Does this man wants him to fuck him? "Wait!"
The man drops to his knees and starts to undo Thomas' pants and pulls it
down.
Thomas' semi-hard dick, what got hard from the excitement of the situation,
is ready to get sucked.
The man takes Thomas' dick in one quick move in his mouth and starts to
suck at it.
Thomas leans his head back and releases a moan. He enjoys this man's
sucking technique.
Thomas' dick gets deep throated by the man. "Fuck man. That feels so good."
Thomas admits.
The man stops and gets up. He strokes Thomas his dick. "It will feel even
better up inside my ass."
Thomas is surprised. The man really wants him to fuck him.
The man rubs Thomas' body and starts to suck on those dark nipples.
Thomas has to know who this man is and reaches for the blindfold, but the
man stops him. "No! I want you to stay blindfolded and fuck me."
Thomas feels the excitement of it but is curious who he will fuck. He plays
along with the man's rule.
The man suddenly kisses Thomas on the lips. While the man kisses Thomas, he
starts to undo his own clothes.
Thomas has no idea that it's Deacon Sharpe who's seducing him to fuck him.
Deacon gets completely naked in front of Thomas. He then pushes Thomas to
his knees. "Before you fuck me I want you to eat my ass out."
Thomas never ate a man's ass out before but follows Deacon's lead.
Deacon turns himself around and places his ass in Thomas' face. "Eat me
out, you sexy stud!"
It's been a while for Deacon to be sexually active. He had this thing with
Sheila but needed more. Since he doesn't know many other women and tries to
stay away from the women he does know in his life. This seems the only
option for him to get some action and release. He never expected to enjoy
messing around with men.
While Deacon is bent over, Thomas starts to rim Deacon's ass.
Deacon moans, feeling Thomas' tongue against his rosebutt, making him wet
and ready to be fucked by the young Forrester stud.
"Fuck yeah! Eat my ass out you sexy stud." Deacon cheers while he starts to
stroke his dick. "That feels really good."
Thomas is surprised this ass eating isn't that bad as he thought it
would. He pushes his tongue deeper.
Deacon feels Thomas really go for it and rims him real good. It brings him
in a bliss. He suddenly has to step away and let go of his dick before he
cums.
"Fuck boy. You're really good at that, but now I want that big dick of
yours." Deacon says and places a big cradle in the middle of the storage
room to sit himself first on it before he grabs Thomas' hands to lead him
between his legs that he spreads in the air when he lays down.
Deacon grabs a condom and passes it to Thomas to put it on his dick. "Now
get inside me and fuck me good boy"
Thomas is so horny by this. He's all set to fuck.
Deacon lays himself down and feels Thomas' dick coming inside him.
More and more inches of Thomas' dick come inside him.
"Fuck yeah. What a big dick you have." Deacon says while he starts to
stroke his own dick.
Thomas starts to fuck this mysterious stranger that he just know from
somewhere, but can't place the voice to who it is.
Deacon feels that big dick hitting the right places inside him.
Pleasure runs through Deacon's body while Thomas keeps thrusting inside
him.
"Yeah! Keep going. Fuck me harder."
Thomas starts to thrust harder and faster.
The sound of Thomas' hips hitting Deacon's ass can be heard through the
storage room.
Thomas moans, feeling the pleasure of the man's ass around his dick.
Both men enjoy this hot fuck they are having. Moans are heard.
Deacon is so turned on that he shoots his load all over his stomach. "FUCK
YEAH!"
Thomas feels the man's ass tighten around his dick. He's so close and
Deacon realizes it. He fastly pushes Thomas off and pulls the condom from
the stud.
Still blindfolded, Thomas strokes his cock, ready to release what could be
his biggest load ever. Deacon comes behind Thomas and gropes his cock and
balls, taking over the stroking. "Cum for me, big stud." He whispered in
Thomas' ear. "I know how much load that needs to be out. Come on, big boy,
cum for me." One of his hands now reaches for the nipples and tweaks them.
Thomas keeps on groaning. Out of the blue, he finally connected the voice
to whoever the mystery man was. It's none other than Deacon.
Deacon continues with his rough stroking. "Finally caught up, huh, big
boy?"
Thomas takes his blindfold off and looks over his shoulder. "Oh shit! I'm
cumming! Fuck!"
Then, Thomas suddenly shoots his load. Still processing what just happened,
he turns his head to see Deacon still stroking his cock. The pleasure is so
strong that he gives in much more by hanging his head backwards and leaning
his body against Deacon's bare body. He gets stroked until every single
drop is out.
"That was a lot of fun, big boy!" Deacon said while he let go of Thomas.
Thomas turns towards Deacon. He's angry that Deacon manipulated him like
that, but he really needed that release.
Deacon grins. "No need to thank me." He said cockily before getting
dressed.
Thomas is still overwhelmed with what just happened. His breathing is
heavy. As Deacon finishes getting dressed, he walks over Thomas, feels his
hot breath and kisses the young stud. "Hope to see you again for another
round and filling my ass up." A pause. "Unless you want me to fuck you
instead." He winked.
Thomas's eyes widened. While he's still shocked at what just happened,
Deacon leaves the naked Thomas in the storage room.
*********************************
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/unknown-pleasure | Date: Sun, 28 May 2023 21:54:55 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Unknown Pleasure This is a fanfiction story with the character Andrew Donovan (Colton Little). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES ********************************* Andrew Donovan has been taken captured by Dimitri von Leuschner. Somewhere in some basement, Andrew is all tied up and blindfolded on a chair. Someone walks into the room and Andrew hears footsteps. "Who's there?" Andrew questions. The person says nothing. Silence fills the room. Andrew could hear the ringing in his ears from too much silence. "What do you want from me?" Andrew asks. Still, there is no answer. Meanwhile, the person puts a tablet on a table that starts to film Andrew. The masked man who wears black leather gloves walks towards Andrew and holds some scissors in his hand. The man starts to cut Andrew his shirt and removes it from Andrew's body. Exposing Andrew's well-built upper body. "What are you doing?" A blindfolded Andrew asks. While Andrew is nervous about what's to come, he tries to stay all cool. The man slaps against Andrew's pecs and then pinches Andrew's nipples. Andrew growls, feeling his nipples being pinched. The man then lets go and walks back to the table. The tablet is used to see how the man walks with a chain in his hand towards Andrew. The chain has clamps on each end. The man uses the first clamp to place on Andrew's right nipple. "Aaarrghhh!" Andrew screams, feeling the clamp snap on his nipple. The man then gets Andrew's right nipple ready. Nervously, Andrew awaits the next clamp to snap on his nipple. The man snaps the next clamp on Andrew. The tied up hunk screams again. The tablet shows how the man pulls at the chain to make Andrew scream some more. The stranger stops and suddenly starts to undo Andrew's pants. "Oh no. Don't! Please." Andrew begs. The man hits Andrew in the face to shut him up and then continues undoing Andrew's pants. Andrew's pants are pulled down to his ankles. The man starts to rub over Andrew's crotch. Andrew can't prevent himself from getting hard from all the rubbing. A boner starts to reveal through Andrew's white boxers. The man drops to his knees and, with one swoop, removes Andrew's underwear to free Andrew's hard dick. Then suddenly, Andrew feels a warm mouth around it. He realizes the man is sucking his dick. The man tugs Andrew's lightly hairy and heavy balls while sucking that big dick. Andrew starts to moan and enjoys the blowjob he's getting. While it's strange to be getting sexually taken like this. Andrew enjoys it a lot and his dick is rock hard by the blowjob. Andrew feels himself getting closer to cumming. The man's tongue circles around his dick. Then when Andrew is almost there to cum, the man stops and stands up, leaving Andrew in a bliss. Andrew is catching his breath by being close but has gotten edged. "Please man. Don't leave me hanging like this." Andrew suddenly begs. The man walks back to the table where the tablet is on and filming Andrew. The screen shows how big and hard Andrew is. His dick stands straight up while the hot hairy hunk is tied up, showing perfectly every form of his muscles. The man returns with a bottle and something else in his hand. Andrew notices the man being close again. He hears a bottle snaps open. He wonders what is going to happen. To Andrew's surprise, he suddenly feels an intense pressure at his hole. The man is sticking with his cloves hand 2 fingers up inside Andrew and starts to finger fuck the hunk. "OH FUCK!" Andrew shouts loudly. The man finger fucks Andrew faster, speeding it up to really rough finger fucking. Andrew is so horny now feeling his ass being taken like that. His dick twitches from excitement. The man stops and reveals the object he had in his hand. A large dildo of what seems like a 9 inch dildo. The dildo gets lubbed up by the man and gets presented at Andrew's hole. At the first touch, Andrew realizes what is to come. The man presses the dildo inside Andrew. Even though Andrew knew what it was, he didn't expect it to be that big. More and more of the dildo gets pressed inside Andrew till it's all the way in. Andrew catches his breath, realizing he is having a very large dildo up his ass. The man starts to move it back and forth every time faster. The man speeds it up to a good rhythm to fuck Andrew with. Andrew moans loudly feeling that dildo fucking his ass. While the stranger is fucking Andrew with the dildo, the man grabs with his free hand Andrew's hard dick and starts to stroke it. "Oh shit!" Andrew says and starts to moan loudly. The man stops stroking and with his free hand removes the nipple clamps from Andrew's sore and hard nipples. Andrew moans when he feels the man sucking his tender feeling nipples. The man gives Andrew a lot of feelings. His ass that gets fucked, his dick that gets stroked and his sore nipples being sucked. Everything feels 10 times more sensitive while he can't see who this person is and what is all happening. It also doesn't take long anymore until Andrew cums. He shoots a big load of 6 spurts of white thick cum on the floor. While Andrew catches his breath the man removes the dildo. Andrew can't believe that just happened to him. The man grabs his stuff and leaves with Andrew's pants still to his ankles and dick being exposed. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 28 May 2023 21:54:55 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Unknown Pleasure
This is a fanfiction story with the character Andrew Donovan (Colton
Little).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
*********************************
Andrew Donovan has been taken captured by Dimitri von Leuschner.
Somewhere in some basement, Andrew is all tied up and blindfolded on a
chair.
Someone walks into the room and Andrew hears footsteps.
"Who's there?" Andrew questions.
The person says nothing. Silence fills the room. Andrew could hear the
ringing in his ears from too much silence.
"What do you want from me?" Andrew asks.
Still, there is no answer.
Meanwhile, the person puts a tablet on a table that starts to film Andrew.
The masked man who wears black leather gloves walks towards Andrew and
holds some scissors in his hand. The man starts to cut Andrew his shirt and
removes it from Andrew's body. Exposing Andrew's well-built upper body.
"What are you doing?" A blindfolded Andrew asks.
While Andrew is nervous about what's to come, he tries to stay all cool.
The man slaps against Andrew's pecs and then pinches Andrew's nipples.
Andrew growls, feeling his nipples being pinched.
The man then lets go and walks back to the table.
The tablet is used to see how the man walks with a chain in his hand
towards Andrew.
The chain has clamps on each end. The man uses the first clamp to place on
Andrew's right nipple.
"Aaarrghhh!" Andrew screams, feeling the clamp snap on his nipple.
The man then gets Andrew's right nipple ready.
Nervously, Andrew awaits the next clamp to snap on his nipple.
The man snaps the next clamp on Andrew.
The tied up hunk screams again. The tablet shows how the man pulls at the
chain to make Andrew scream some more.
The stranger stops and suddenly starts to undo Andrew's pants.
"Oh no. Don't! Please." Andrew begs.
The man hits Andrew in the face to shut him up and then continues undoing
Andrew's pants.
Andrew's pants are pulled down to his ankles.
The man starts to rub over Andrew's crotch.
Andrew can't prevent himself from getting hard from all the rubbing.
A boner starts to reveal through Andrew's white boxers.
The man drops to his knees and, with one swoop, removes Andrew's underwear
to free Andrew's hard dick.
Then suddenly, Andrew feels a warm mouth around it. He realizes the man is
sucking his dick.
The man tugs Andrew's lightly hairy and heavy balls while sucking that big
dick.
Andrew starts to moan and enjoys the blowjob he's getting.
While it's strange to be getting sexually taken like this. Andrew enjoys it
a lot and his dick is rock hard by the blowjob.
Andrew feels himself getting closer to cumming. The man's tongue circles
around his dick.
Then when Andrew is almost there to cum, the man stops and stands up,
leaving Andrew in a bliss.
Andrew is catching his breath by being close but has gotten edged.
"Please man. Don't leave me hanging like this." Andrew suddenly begs.
The man walks back to the table where the tablet is on and filming Andrew.
The screen shows how big and hard Andrew is. His dick stands straight up
while the hot hairy hunk is tied up, showing perfectly every form of his
muscles.
The man returns with a bottle and something else in his hand.
Andrew notices the man being close again. He hears a bottle snaps open. He
wonders what is going to happen.
To Andrew's surprise, he suddenly feels an intense pressure at his hole.
The man is sticking with his cloves hand 2 fingers up inside Andrew and
starts to finger fuck the hunk.
"OH FUCK!" Andrew shouts loudly.
The man finger fucks Andrew faster, speeding it up to really rough finger
fucking.
Andrew is so horny now feeling his ass being taken like that. His dick
twitches from excitement.
The man stops and reveals the object he had in his hand. A large dildo of
what seems like a 9 inch dildo.
The dildo gets lubbed up by the man and gets presented at Andrew's hole.
At the first touch, Andrew realizes what is to come.
The man presses the dildo inside Andrew.
Even though Andrew knew what it was, he didn't expect it to be that big.
More and more of the dildo gets pressed inside Andrew till it's all the way
in.
Andrew catches his breath, realizing he is having a very large dildo up his
ass.
The man starts to move it back and forth every time faster. The man speeds
it up to a good rhythm to fuck Andrew with.
Andrew moans loudly feeling that dildo fucking his ass.
While the stranger is fucking Andrew with the dildo, the man grabs with his
free hand Andrew's hard dick and starts to stroke it.
"Oh shit!" Andrew says and starts to moan loudly.
The man stops stroking and with his free hand removes the nipple clamps
from Andrew's sore and hard nipples.
Andrew moans when he feels the man sucking his tender feeling nipples.
The man gives Andrew a lot of feelings. His ass that gets fucked, his dick
that gets stroked and his sore nipples being sucked.
Everything feels 10 times more sensitive while he can't see who this person
is and what is all happening.
It also doesn't take long anymore until Andrew cums. He shoots a big load
of 6 spurts of white thick cum on the floor.
While Andrew catches his breath the man removes the dildo.
Andrew can't believe that just happened to him.
The man grabs his stuff and leaves with Andrew's pants still to his ankles
and dick being exposed.
*********************************
If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message
<[email protected]>
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https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/domanis-boo-thing | Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2023 21:19:03 -0400 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Domani's Boo Thing DISCLAIMER: This is a work of pure fiction. I have no idea about the sexual preferences of the people in this story. Now that that's over, let the fun begin. Rapper Domani Harris was heading towards Georgia State university, where his boyfriend Kendrick Johnson is a Junior in college. He hadn't seen Kendrick in, like, six months. Between his tour schedule and Kendrick's study schedule, they just never had the time to be together. Domani was determined to see his dude today. Domani went around campus. Kendrick's friends told him he'd be at the gym. So, Domani headed over to the gym. As he thought, Kendrick was near the swimming pool. When Domani saw Kendrick in his white speedos, Domani's heart skipped a beat. He walked over to Kendrick and wrapped his arms around him. "Damn, you look sexy as fuck!" He whispered in Kendrick's ear. Kendrick jumped, a little startled. Then he shook his head. "Boy, you nearly got knocked out." Kendrick said with a smile. "You need to stop playing like that. Domani smiled and said, "You need to come give your man a kiss." Kendrick gave Domani a side eye. Then he planted a kiss on his cheek. "Is that all I deserve? A kiss on the cheeks?" Domani said. Kendrick rolled his eyes and then kissed Domani squarely on the lips. As they kissed Domani reached around and, gently, pinched Kendrick's muscle ass. "Hey!" Kendrick yelped. "Stop that!" "What?" Domani asked innocently. "You know what." Kendrick said. Domani just smiled. Then Kendrick pouted. "Aww, man. Don't do that. Don't pout." Domani said. He absolutely hated it when Kendrick pouted. "Okay, okay! You win, you win! What do I gotta do to make you stop pouting?" "I want two things." Kendrick said. "One, I want to get my feel on, and two, I want that dick. It's been a minute since you broke me off!" Domani looked at his boyfriend. "Alright. Tell me how you want me." He said. "You, stripped down to your underwear, facing the wall, with your arms in the air." Kendrick said with a broad grin on his face. Domani shook his head and giggled. "Man, you're lucky I love you." Domani said as he pulled off his T-shirt. Underneath, he had a tank top. Kendrick waited patiently as he took that off, too. He began to unbutton his pants. Then he stopped suddenly. "I'm waiting." Kendrick said impatiently. Domani looked at Kendrick and said, "Why don't you take them off me yourself." It wasn't that he didn't think Kendrick would do it. As a matter of fact, he knew Kendrick would take his pants off him. "My boyfriend's a freak like that." Domani thought. So, Kendrick walked up to Domani and unzipped and unbuttoned Domani's pants. Then he yanked them down. Kendrick smiled. "Aren't those the silk undies I bout you on your birthday?" He asked. "Yep! Them the very same ones." Domani said as he caressed the bulge that had formed in his drawers. Kendrick was a bit distracted by the bulge in Domani's pants. His ass twitched as he licked his lips. "Turn around." Kendrick said. "Let me get my feel on!" So, Domani turned and faced the wall with his arms in the air. Then he felt Kendrick's hands on his ass. "If you were really nasty, you'd put your hands down the back of my pants." Domani said. Kendrick grinned and then slid his hand down the back of Domani's pants. "Damn, boy!" Kendrick said. "Your starting to get some thickness up in that ass!" Kendrick gripped Domani's ass like he meant it. Kendrick got behind Domani and wrapped his arms around him. "You know how long I've been waiting to do this?" He asked as hugged Domani tightly. Domani slowly melted into Kendrick's muscular arms. Kendrick's arms weren't as big as Domani's but, they felt good wrapped around Domani's waist. "I know, bro. I know." Domani said as he grabbed Kendrick's head and kissed him gently. "That's why where we do what we about to do is up to you." Suddenly, there was a twinkle in Kendrick's eyes. Domani saw the look in Kendrick's eyes. "I'm gonna wish I hadn't said that, aren't I?" Kendrick just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "I wanna be in control." Kendrick said. An idea came to Domani's mind. "How about you take me hostage and the only way for me to get out of this mess is to fuck you stupid." "Wait! I don't want no weak ass fuckin'." Kendrick said. "When was the last time I didn't put my all in to fuckin' you?" Domani asked, looking suspiciously at Kendrick. "Well, there was that one time..." Kendrick said with a grin. Domani smiled wickedly at Kendrick and said, "Well prepare for me to beat the breaks off that ass!" So, Kendrick and Domani headed towards Kendrick's dorm room. Kendrick was holding a fake gun at Domani's back. When they got to his room, he locked the door and said, "Now, strip!" "Hold on, man. What I gotta do to get out of here alive?" Domani asked. "Fuck me good!" Kendrick said. "Now, stop wasting time and strip!" So, Domani began to strip. He started with his shoes and socks. Kendrick liked looking at or sucking on Domani's feet. "I see you looking at my feet." Domani said. "You want a taste?" Kendrick licked his lips. Then he got himself together and said, "Just strip, bro!" "I am so glad that thing is fake." Domani thought to himself. "If not, I'd probably b dead, messing with him like this." So, Domani carefully stood up and took his tank top off. Kendrick licked his lips. "That man know he's fine." He thought to himself. Domani flexed his arms and bounced his pecs, driving Kendrick bat shit crazy. Then he fumbled with the buttons and zippers on his pants. "Um, can you help a brotha out?" He asked. Kendrick sighed and put down the "gun." He walked over and unzipped and unbuttoned Domani's pants and pulled them down. Domani stepped out of his pants, revealing his sexy underwear. "Now, if you want these off." Domani pointed to his drawers. "You're gonna have to rip them off my body your damn self!" Kendrick stood in front of Domani and grabbed his underwear on either side of his waist and said, "I'll get you a new pair tomorrow." Seconds later, Kendrick ripped off Domani's underwear with his bare hands! Then Kendrick stepped back. Domani stood there, putting his hands behind his back. Kendrick looked him over like he was looking over a piece of meat. Domani's dick started to stir as Kendrick continued to look him over. "Are you turned on right now?" Kendrick asked. Domani shook his head and said, "Man, you know I am. No one's ever looked at me the way you're looking at me right now." Domani said. "How am I looking at you?" Kendrick asked. Domani smiled and said, "Like I'm a piece of Grade A beef that you'd like to devour!" Kendrick Domani on the lips. Then he stepped back. He yanked down his sweatpants and his bikini briefs. "We'll get to that in due time." He said. "But first, I'm going to need you to take care of this for me." He slid down his briefs a bit and his dick plopped out. Kendrick's dick wasn't huge but, it was thick! Domani immediately got down on his knees and opened his mouth. "You ready for this dick, I see." "Most definitely." Domani said with a smile. "I'm ready for all that dick." Kendrick sat down on his bed and said, "Come get some!" He spread his legs wide apart as Domani got between his legs and slid Kendrick's dick down his throat. As soon as Domani's lips touched his dick, Kendrick's body shivered. "Oooh, fuck!" Domani slurped and sucked on Kendrick's dick. "Ooowwweee!" Kendrick's toes curled as Domani continued to suck his dick real good. He grabbed Domani by his head, forcing more of his dick down Domani's throat. Kendrick grinned as he heard Domani gagging on his dick. "Fuck, yea!" Kendrick moaned. "Gag on this big dick! Fuck!" Kendrick fucked Domani's face hard and fast. As Domani sucked Kendrick's dick, he slowly, stroked his hard dick. Kendrick's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Domani tried to suck his soul out of his body. "God damn dick sucker!" Kendrick's body twitched like it was being electrocuted. Domani looked up and was pleased as he saw Kendrick's body spasm. "FUCK! JESUS!" He cried out. He pulled Domani's mouth off his dick and said, "Eat my ass!" Domani slid his tongue up Kendrick's hole like a serpent, in and out in and out. Kendrick's convulsed like crazy! "Enough! I want that ass!" "Well, I, um." Domani said as he looked for an exit. He got up and tried to head for the door. "Not this time, bro!" Kendrick said as he tackled Domani to the ground. "I'm getting in that ass this time!" They tussled on the floor a bit before Kendrick got Domani's hands behind his back and slapped a pair of handcuffs on him. Domani froze in his tracks. "You did not just throw some handcuffs one me?" He said. "I can't believe this!" "You'd better believe it!" Kendrick said as he pushed Domani on to the bed, on his stomach. "Can we discuss this?" Domani asked. "Um, nope!" Kendrick said as he groped Domani's ass. "Hey, now! Stop that!" Domani said. "Hands off my ass!" Kendrick continued to fondle Domani's ass cheeks. "Hands off the Charmin, God dammit!" SMACK! SMACK! Kendrick popped Domani across his ass with a leather belt that was on the floor. "MMmmm!" Kendrick propped Domani up with some pillows so that his ass was tooted up in the air. "What, exactly. Are you gonna do to me in this position?" Domani asked. "Man, you know exactly I'm gonna do to you in this position." Kendrick said. Then he bent down and nibbled on Domani's left ass cheek. "Oh, hell naw!" Domani said as he tried to struggle out of the handcuffs. "The last time you at me out, I promised you my first born!" "You bug-eyed bitch!" Domani said. Kendrick, carefully parted Domani's ass cheeks and slid his tongue to his asshole. "Wait! I take that back! Fuck!" Kendrick licked the crack of Domani's ass slow and seductively. "Touch me like that again, I'll scream!" "I knew I forgot something." Kendrick said. He got up off the bed and went to his stereo. He turned in on loud enough so that no would hear Domani's cries. To the outside world, it just sounded like Kendrick was studying, as usual. Kendrick got back behind Domani and licked his ass crack again. "Oooh, fuck!" Domani cursed. "God dammit!" Kendrick licked Domani's booty hole from top to bottom. Domani's eyes rolled up into the back of his head. Then Kendrick took the plunge! He slid his tongue up Domani's hole, which caused Domani to arch his back and moan with pleasure! Kendrick was eating Domani out like a pro. "Ahhh, shit!" Domani moaned. "Oooh! Mmmmm!" His hole opened and closed like a snapping turtle. "I wonder if I could fit a dildo up in there?" Kendrick asked. Domani turned his head to the side. He thought for a moment. "The only kind of dildo you got is that electric dildo you named, "Floyd"." Domani said. Kendrick just smiled broadly. "Ah hell naw!" "Would you just relax, man." Kendrick said as he slid his middle finger up Domani's asshole. "Oooh!" Domani moaned. "The only thing going up inside you, besides my finger, is my dick!" Kendrick crawled on top of Domani, slowly, gently. He rubbed his dick up against Domani's asshole, which made Domani's asshole twitch. "You asshole teasin' mother fucker!" Domani said. "Boy, do you want a spanking?" Kendrick asked. "I ain't afraid of you and your spankin's!" Domani said with a big smile on his face. "Oh, is that so?" Kendrick said. "I'll be right back." Kendrick got up off Domani and headed towards his closet. When he came back, Kendrick was holding a brown, wooden paddle with several holes in it. Domani shook his head and said, "Me and my big mouth!" WHACK! The wood slammed against Domani's ass cheeks with sound of a thunderclap! "MMMMM! FFUUCCKK!" Domani roared as he arched his back again. WHACK! "OOOH FUCK YEA! SPANK ME!" At this point, Domani's dick was throbbing and his ass was twitching. WHACK! WHACK! Domani was losing his mind. Then it happened. "PLEASE FUCK ME!" "I knew you'd see it my way!" Kendrick said triumphantly. He slid his dick up Domani's hole. Domani's hole tightened around his dick like a vise. Kendrick long stroked Domani's tender hole. "Mmmm." Domani moaned. "Feel that big dick up in ya, boy?" Kendrick asked. "It's like a long, sharp sword!" With every thrust of Kendrick's dick, Domani's moans got louder and louder. Then Kendrick just laid still, letting Domani get used to his dick. "Oooh, baby." Domani said. "That feels so good." As he fucked Domani, Kendrick lifted Domani's head and softly bit him on the neck. "Now, if I turn into a vampire," Domani said. "I'm blaming you." Kendrick bit him again and said, "I mean, that's only fair." "Can I ask a favor?" Domani asked. Sure, bro." Kendrick asked. "What's up?" "Can you fondle me while we fuck?" Domani asked. "Yes!" Kendrick said excitedly. "I mean, hell, yes!" "Let me just adjust things." Kendrick said. He uncuffed Domani's hands. "Wait! I can't be handcuffed for this?" Domani asked. Kendrick thought for a moment. "Go to the head of the bed and put your hands against the bedposts." Kendrick said. "I got an idea!" So, Domani crawled to the head of the bed. As Domani passed him on the way, Kendrick smacked his ass hard. "There ain't gonna be too many more of those." Domani warned. Kendrick just rolled his eyes. When Domani was in the right spot, Kendrick took some pieces of cloth and tied his wrists to the bed posts. "Now, I can grope you and there ain't shit you can do about it." Kendrick said with a smile as he slid his dick back up in Domani. In this position, Domani felt all that dick. "Damn, this dick big as hell, bro!" Domani exclaimed. "What the ever lovin' fuck?" Kendrick bent down and bit Domani on the neck. "Like I said before, If I turn into a vampire," Domani said. "I'm gonna be pissed!" Kendrick slammed his dick deep up Domani's. "Oooh, fuck!" Then Kendrick begins to piston fuck Domani's hole. "Mmmmm! OOOOOH!" Kendrick reached up and fondled Domani's pecs. "or would you rather I tickle you?" Kendrick asked as his hand caressed Domani's ribcage, making Domani giggle. "Alright, now!" Domani said. "Stop it!" That's when things got crazy. Kendrick rammed his dick up Domani's hole like damn jackhammer. "OOOH! FFUUCCKK!" Domani cried out. "FUCK ME!" "AWWW SHIT YEA!" Kendrick roared. He beat Domani's boi pussy up something fierce. "Is that all you got, nigga?" Domani challenged. That's when Kendrick when ham on that ass! As Kendrick fucked him deeper and deeper, Domani's eyes got wider and wider. Domani tried to hang on as Kendrick pummeled Domani's. "Who's the man?" Kendrick asked as he fucked him deeper. Domani clenched his teeth, trying not to say a word. "I asked you, whose the man?" Kendrick fucked him harder and faster. If Domani didn't say what Kendrick wanted to hear, Kendrick was prepared to snatch his soul! Domani could feel the cum bubbling in his balls. His dick was rock hard. He knew what he had to do. "You the man." He admitted. Seconds later, his dick fired off round after round of cum. The cum slammed directly into Kendrick's chest and face. Domani couldn't help chuckling when he saw the cum dripping from his chin. "Oh, you think that's funny, hunh?" Kendrick said. He pulled his dick out of Domani's ass and stood over him. Domani knew this was not gonna be good. Seconds later, thick ropes of cum sprayed from Kendrick's dick like a machine gun. Several shots hit Domani in the face and chest; Some cum even managed to enter his mouth. He had never tasted cum before. "This ain't bad." He said as he licked the cum from his lips. "Can I have some more?" At first, Kendrick looked at Domani strangely. Then he straddled Domani's chest and aimed his dick at Domani's mouth. Domani opened his mouth, waiting for what was to come. Kendrick stroked his dick furiously. Seconds later, Kendrick's cum sprayed down Domani's throat. Several loads of cum slid down his throat before Kendrick was, finally, empty! Domani swallowed every load of cum that came his way. He smiled as he licked his lips and said, "That was delicious!" Kendrick smiled and looked him over. "Now, untie me... Please!" Kendrick just stared at Domani's feet and licked his lips. Domani knew what he wanted. "If I let you play with my feet, would you finally untie me?" Kendrick slowly shook his head. "Alright. Go ahead." So, Kendrick opened his mouth a slid Domani's big feet inside. He began to lazily lick and suck on each of Domani's toes. "Ooooh! Mmmm!" Kendrick worshipped Domani's feet for what seemed like hours. 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Date: Thu, 15 Jun 2023 21:19:03 -0400
From: mcwheels1973 <[email protected]>
Subject: Domani's Boo Thing
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of pure fiction. I have no idea about the
sexual preferences of the people in this story. Now that that's over,
let the fun begin.
Rapper Domani Harris was heading towards Georgia State university, where
his boyfriend Kendrick Johnson is a Junior in college. He hadn't seen
Kendrick in, like, six months. Between his tour schedule and Kendrick's
study schedule, they just never had the time to be together. Domani was
determined to see his dude today.
Domani went around campus. Kendrick's friends told him he'd be at the
gym. So, Domani headed over to the gym. As he thought, Kendrick was
near the swimming pool. When Domani saw Kendrick in his white speedos,
Domani's heart skipped a beat. He walked over to Kendrick and wrapped
his arms around him. "Damn, you look sexy as fuck!" He whispered in
Kendrick's ear. Kendrick jumped, a little startled. Then he shook his
head. "Boy, you nearly got knocked out." Kendrick said with a smile.
"You need to stop playing like that. Domani smiled and said, "You need
to come give your man a kiss."
Kendrick gave Domani a side eye. Then he planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Is that all I deserve? A kiss on the cheeks?" Domani said. Kendrick
rolled his eyes and then kissed Domani squarely on the lips. As they
kissed Domani reached around and, gently, pinched Kendrick's muscle
ass. "Hey!" Kendrick yelped. "Stop that!"
"What?" Domani asked innocently. "You know what." Kendrick said.
Domani just smiled. Then Kendrick pouted. "Aww, man. Don't do that.
Don't pout." Domani said. He absolutely hated it when Kendrick
pouted. "Okay, okay! You win, you win! What do I gotta do to make you
stop pouting?" "I want two things." Kendrick said. "One, I want to
get my feel on, and two, I want that dick. It's been a minute since you
broke me off!"
Domani looked at his boyfriend. "Alright. Tell me how you want me."
He said. "You, stripped down to your underwear, facing the wall, with
your arms in the air." Kendrick said with a broad grin on his face.
Domani shook his head and giggled. "Man, you're lucky I love you."
Domani said as he pulled off his T-shirt. Underneath, he had a tank
top. Kendrick waited patiently as he took that off, too. He began to
unbutton his pants. Then he stopped suddenly. "I'm waiting."
Kendrick said impatiently. Domani looked at Kendrick and said, "Why
don't you take them off me yourself."
It wasn't that he didn't think Kendrick would do it. As a matter of
fact, he knew Kendrick would take his pants off him. "My boyfriend's a
freak like that." Domani thought. So, Kendrick walked up to Domani and
unzipped and unbuttoned Domani's pants. Then he yanked them down.
Kendrick smiled. "Aren't those the silk undies I bout you on your
birthday?" He asked. "Yep! Them the very same ones." Domani said as
he caressed the bulge that had formed in his drawers.
Kendrick was a bit distracted by the bulge in Domani's pants. His ass
twitched as he licked his lips. "Turn around." Kendrick said. "Let me
get my feel on!" So, Domani turned and faced the wall with his arms in
the air. Then he felt Kendrick's hands on his ass. "If you were really
nasty, you'd put your hands down the back of my pants." Domani said.
Kendrick grinned and then slid his hand down the back of Domani's
pants. "Damn, boy!" Kendrick said. "Your starting to get some
thickness up in that ass!" Kendrick gripped Domani's ass like he meant
it.
Kendrick got behind Domani and wrapped his arms around him. "You know
how long I've been waiting to do this?" He asked as hugged Domani
tightly. Domani slowly melted into Kendrick's muscular arms.
Kendrick's arms weren't as big as Domani's but, they felt good wrapped
around Domani's waist. "I know, bro. I know." Domani said as he
grabbed Kendrick's head and kissed him gently. "That's why where we do
what we about to do is up to you." Suddenly, there was a twinkle in
Kendrick's eyes. Domani saw the look in Kendrick's eyes. "I'm gonna
wish I hadn't said that, aren't I?" Kendrick just smiled and shrugged
his shoulders.
"I wanna be in control." Kendrick said. An idea came to Domani's
mind. "How about you take me hostage and the only way for me to get out
of this mess is to fuck you stupid." "Wait! I don't want no weak ass
fuckin'." Kendrick said. "When was the last time I didn't put my all
in to fuckin' you?" Domani asked, looking suspiciously at Kendrick.
"Well, there was that one time..." Kendrick said with a grin. Domani
smiled wickedly at Kendrick and said, "Well prepare for me to beat the
breaks off that ass!"
So, Kendrick and Domani headed towards Kendrick's dorm room. Kendrick
was holding a fake gun at Domani's back. When they got to his room, he
locked the door and said, "Now, strip!" "Hold on, man. What I gotta
do to get out of here alive?" Domani asked. "Fuck me good!" Kendrick
said. "Now, stop wasting time and strip!"
So, Domani began to strip. He started with his shoes and socks.
Kendrick liked looking at or sucking on Domani's feet. "I see you
looking at my feet." Domani said. "You want a taste?" Kendrick licked
his lips. Then he got himself together and said, "Just strip, bro!"
"I am so glad that thing is fake." Domani thought to himself. "If not,
I'd probably b dead, messing with him like this."
So, Domani carefully stood up and took his tank top off. Kendrick licked
his lips. "That man know he's fine." He thought to himself. Domani
flexed his arms and bounced his pecs, driving Kendrick bat shit crazy.
Then he fumbled with the buttons and zippers on his pants. "Um, can
you help a brotha out?" He asked. Kendrick sighed and put down the
"gun." He walked over and unzipped and unbuttoned Domani's pants and
pulled them down. Domani stepped out of his pants, revealing his sexy
underwear. "Now, if you want these off." Domani pointed to his drawers.
"You're gonna have to rip them off my body your damn self!"
Kendrick stood in front of Domani and grabbed his underwear on either
side of his waist and said, "I'll get you a new pair tomorrow."
Seconds later, Kendrick ripped off Domani's underwear with his bare
hands! Then Kendrick stepped back. Domani stood there, putting his
hands behind his back. Kendrick looked him over like he was looking over
a piece of meat. Domani's dick started to stir as Kendrick continued to
look him over. "Are you turned on right now?" Kendrick asked. Domani
shook his head and said, "Man, you know I am. No one's ever looked at
me the way you're looking at me right now." Domani said. "How am I
looking at you?" Kendrick asked. Domani smiled and said, "Like I'm a
piece of Grade A beef that you'd like to devour!"
Kendrick Domani on the lips. Then he stepped back. He yanked down his
sweatpants and his bikini briefs. "We'll get to that in due time." He
said. "But first, I'm going to need you to take care of this for me."
He slid down his briefs a bit and his dick plopped out. Kendrick's dick
wasn't huge but, it was thick! Domani immediately got down on his knees
and opened his mouth. "You ready for this dick, I see."
"Most definitely." Domani said with a smile. "I'm ready for all that
dick." Kendrick sat down on his bed and said, "Come get some!" He
spread his legs wide apart as Domani got between his legs and slid
Kendrick's dick down his throat. As soon as Domani's lips touched his
dick, Kendrick's body shivered. "Oooh, fuck!" Domani slurped and
sucked on Kendrick's dick. "Ooowwweee!"
Kendrick's toes curled as Domani continued to suck his dick real good.
He grabbed Domani by his head, forcing more of his dick down Domani's
throat. Kendrick grinned as he heard Domani gagging on his dick.
"Fuck, yea!" Kendrick moaned. "Gag on this big dick! Fuck!"
Kendrick fucked Domani's face hard and fast. As Domani sucked
Kendrick's dick, he slowly, stroked his hard dick. Kendrick's eyes
rolled into the back of his head as Domani tried to suck his soul out of
his body. "God damn dick sucker!"
Kendrick's body twitched like it was being electrocuted. Domani looked
up and was pleased as he saw Kendrick's body spasm. "FUCK! JESUS!"
He cried out. He pulled Domani's mouth off his dick and said, "Eat my
ass!" Domani slid his tongue up Kendrick's hole like a serpent, in and
out in and out. Kendrick's convulsed like crazy! "Enough! I want that
ass!"
"Well, I, um." Domani said as he looked for an exit. He got up and
tried to head for the door. "Not this time, bro!" Kendrick said as he
tackled Domani to the ground. "I'm getting in that ass this time!"
They tussled on the floor a bit before Kendrick got Domani's hands
behind his back and slapped a pair of handcuffs on him. Domani froze in
his tracks. "You did not just throw some handcuffs one me?" He said.
"I can't believe this!"
"You'd better believe it!" Kendrick said as he pushed Domani on to the
bed, on his stomach. "Can we discuss this?" Domani asked. "Um,
nope!" Kendrick said as he groped Domani's ass. "Hey, now! Stop
that!" Domani said. "Hands off my ass!" Kendrick continued to fondle
Domani's ass cheeks. "Hands off the Charmin, God dammit!" SMACK!
SMACK! Kendrick popped Domani across his ass with a leather belt that
was on the floor. "MMmmm!"
Kendrick propped Domani up with some pillows so that his ass was tooted
up in the air. "What, exactly. Are you gonna do to me in this
position?" Domani asked. "Man, you know exactly I'm gonna do to you
in this position." Kendrick said. Then he bent down and nibbled on
Domani's left ass cheek. "Oh, hell naw!" Domani said as he tried to
struggle out of the handcuffs. "The last time you at me out, I promised
you my first born!"
"You bug-eyed bitch!" Domani said. Kendrick, carefully parted
Domani's ass cheeks and slid his tongue to his asshole. "Wait! I take
that back! Fuck!" Kendrick licked the crack of Domani's ass slow and
seductively. "Touch me like that again, I'll scream!" "I knew I
forgot something." Kendrick said. He got up off the bed and went to his
stereo. He turned in on loud enough so that no would hear Domani's
cries. To the outside world, it just sounded like Kendrick was studying,
as usual.
Kendrick got back behind Domani and licked his ass crack again. "Oooh,
fuck!" Domani cursed. "God dammit!" Kendrick licked Domani's booty
hole from top to bottom. Domani's eyes rolled up into the back of his
head. Then Kendrick took the plunge! He slid his tongue up Domani's
hole, which caused Domani to arch his back and moan with pleasure!
Kendrick was eating Domani out like a pro. "Ahhh, shit!" Domani moaned.
"Oooh! Mmmmm!" His hole opened and closed like a snapping turtle. "I
wonder if I could fit a dildo up in there?" Kendrick asked. Domani
turned his head to the side. He thought for a moment. "The only kind
of dildo you got is that electric dildo you named, "Floyd"." Domani
said. Kendrick just smiled broadly. "Ah hell naw!" "Would you just
relax, man." Kendrick said as he slid his middle finger up Domani's
asshole. "Oooh!" Domani moaned. "The only thing going up inside you,
besides my finger, is my dick!"
Kendrick crawled on top of Domani, slowly, gently. He rubbed his dick up
against Domani's asshole, which made Domani's asshole twitch. "You
asshole teasin' mother fucker!" Domani said. "Boy, do you want a
spanking?" Kendrick asked. "I ain't afraid of you and your
spankin's!" Domani said with a big smile on his face. "Oh, is that
so?" Kendrick said. "I'll be right back." Kendrick got up off Domani
and headed towards his closet. When he came back, Kendrick was holding a
brown, wooden paddle with several holes in it. Domani shook his head and
said, "Me and my big mouth!"
WHACK! The wood slammed against Domani's ass cheeks with sound of a
thunderclap! "MMMMM! FFUUCCKK!" Domani roared as he arched his back
again. WHACK! "OOOH FUCK YEA! SPANK ME!" At this point, Domani's
dick was throbbing and his ass was twitching. WHACK! WHACK! Domani was
losing his mind. Then it happened. "PLEASE FUCK ME!"
"I knew you'd see it my way!" Kendrick said triumphantly. He slid his
dick up Domani's hole. Domani's hole tightened around his dick like a
vise. Kendrick long stroked Domani's tender hole. "Mmmm." Domani
moaned. "Feel that big dick up in ya, boy?" Kendrick asked. "It's
like a long, sharp sword!" With every thrust of Kendrick's dick,
Domani's moans got louder and louder. Then Kendrick just laid still,
letting Domani get used to his dick. "Oooh, baby." Domani said. "That
feels so good."
As he fucked Domani, Kendrick lifted Domani's head and softly bit him on
the neck. "Now, if I turn into a vampire," Domani said. "I'm blaming
you." Kendrick bit him again and said, "I mean, that's only fair."
"Can I ask a favor?" Domani asked. Sure, bro." Kendrick asked.
"What's up?" "Can you fondle me while we fuck?" Domani asked.
"Yes!" Kendrick said excitedly. "I mean, hell, yes!"
"Let me just adjust things." Kendrick said. He uncuffed Domani's
hands. "Wait! I can't be handcuffed for this?" Domani asked.
Kendrick thought for a moment. "Go to the head of the bed and put your
hands against the bedposts." Kendrick said. "I got an idea!" So,
Domani crawled to the head of the bed. As Domani passed him on the way,
Kendrick smacked his ass hard. "There ain't gonna be too many more of
those." Domani warned. Kendrick just rolled his eyes.
When Domani was in the right spot, Kendrick took some pieces of cloth and
tied his wrists to the bed posts. "Now, I can grope you and there
ain't shit you can do about it." Kendrick said with a smile as he slid
his dick back up in Domani. In this position, Domani felt all that
dick. "Damn, this dick big as hell, bro!" Domani exclaimed. "What the
ever lovin' fuck?"
Kendrick bent down and bit Domani on the neck. "Like I said before, If
I turn into a vampire," Domani said. "I'm gonna be pissed!" Kendrick
slammed his dick deep up Domani's. "Oooh, fuck!" Then Kendrick begins
to piston fuck Domani's hole. "Mmmmm! OOOOOH!" Kendrick reached up
and fondled Domani's pecs. "or would you rather I tickle you?"
Kendrick asked as his hand caressed Domani's ribcage, making Domani
giggle. "Alright, now!" Domani said. "Stop it!"
That's when things got crazy. Kendrick rammed his dick up Domani's
hole like damn jackhammer. "OOOH! FFUUCCKK!" Domani cried out. "FUCK
ME!" "AWWW SHIT YEA!" Kendrick roared. He beat Domani's boi pussy
up something fierce. "Is that all you got, nigga?" Domani challenged.
That's when Kendrick when ham on that ass! As Kendrick fucked him
deeper and deeper, Domani's eyes got wider and wider. Domani tried to
hang on as Kendrick pummeled Domani's. "Who's the man?" Kendrick
asked as he fucked him deeper. Domani clenched his teeth, trying not to
say a word. "I asked you, whose the man?" Kendrick fucked him harder
and faster. If Domani didn't say what Kendrick wanted to hear, Kendrick
was prepared to snatch his soul!
Domani could feel the cum bubbling in his balls. His dick was rock
hard. He knew what he had to do. "You the man." He admitted. Seconds
later, his dick fired off round after round of cum. The cum slammed
directly into Kendrick's chest and face. Domani couldn't help
chuckling when he saw the cum dripping from his chin. "Oh, you think
that's funny, hunh?" Kendrick said. He pulled his dick out of
Domani's ass and stood over him. Domani knew this was not gonna be
good.
Seconds later, thick ropes of cum sprayed from Kendrick's dick like a
machine gun. Several shots hit Domani in the face and chest; Some cum
even managed to enter his mouth. He had never tasted cum before. "This
ain't bad." He said as he licked the cum from his lips. "Can I have
some more?" At first, Kendrick looked at Domani strangely. Then he
straddled Domani's chest and aimed his dick at Domani's mouth. Domani
opened his mouth, waiting for what was to come. Kendrick stroked his
dick furiously. Seconds later, Kendrick's cum sprayed down Domani's
throat. Several loads of cum slid down his throat before Kendrick was,
finally, empty!
Domani swallowed every load of cum that came his way. He smiled as he
licked his lips and said, "That was delicious!" Kendrick smiled and
looked him over. "Now, untie me... Please!" Kendrick just stared at
Domani's feet and licked his lips. Domani knew what he wanted. "If I
let you play with my feet, would you finally untie me?" Kendrick slowly
shook his head. "Alright. Go ahead." So, Kendrick opened his mouth a
slid Domani's big feet inside. He began to lazily lick and suck on each
of Domani's toes. "Ooooh! Mmmm!" Kendrick worshipped Domani's feet
for what seemed like hours.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/peters-time | Date: Mon, 22 May 2023 22:28:55 -0700 From: Tarquin Albi Subject: Pete's First Time - Insert to "Pegasus in Space." Pete's First Time Supplement Insert to Pegasus in Space. Characters property of Anne McCaffery. Peter Reidinger, nineteen, quadraplegically paralyzed but telekinetically motivated, telepathic teleportation Talent on Space Station Padrugoi. Groundside for physical therapy due to gradual neoneurogeneration affected by Amariya Bantam ("Maree"), twelve, a Talented, but unconsciously effective telekinetic healing student at the CIC compound near Jerhattan. Scott Gates, fourteen, telekinetic student at the CIC compound near Jerhattan, Earth Dorotea's T.I.A. had everyone in a state; but the realization that Maree could "broadcast" to the Space Station was the greatest discovery. As Peter and Johnny were preparing to `port to the estate, Peter `saw' that Scott Gates, a young telekinetic, now fourteen, had arrived at her side in a fraction of a second after Amariya. After Maree had successfully "dissolved" the blood-clot in the carotid artery in Dorotea's neck, and the 'copter was well away with her on its trip to Henry Hudson Hospital, Peter turned to Scott. "You must have been at the basketball court?" It was only a short distance from the spot where Dorotea collapsed. "No, I was in my quarters at the opposite side of the compound on the Teacher program, sir," the boy responded. Peter was a very important component of the National Space Program now that he had turned nineteen, and working on the Space Station Padrugoi. "It's `Pete,' Scott, we've known each other forever!" "Oh," Scott blushed from his forehead to his toes, "S-sorry, Pete." He looked at the nineteen-year-old and dropped his eyes to the ground. "How did you get here so quickly?" "I just got myself here." "Well, it's a good thing you did, and were able to call for the paramedics. Scott turned and reluctantly began slouching back down the path to the dormitories, his head down, and his hands thrust deeply into his pockets :Go with him, Peter,: Rhyssa urged privately. :He's been moping around ever since you left here the first time, nearly two years ago.: Peter glided toward the boy, not yet trusting his newly acquired mobility. Maree's healing massages had caused a neoneuroregeneration of his body and spinal cord; and slowly he was beginning to regain feeling, for the first time since a stone wall fell on him nearly nine years before, when he was but ten years old. Maree had told Pete that Scott had persisted in learning how do the deep body massage that she performed regularly on him. "In case you have something else to do sometime when Peter is here for physio," he had said. Peter couldn't imagine why the boy would take that kind of time from his busy study schedule. Now, Maree had something else to do; she had gone in the 'copter with Dorotea, secure in her conviction that the elderly woman was "all right now," but not trusting the paramedics to be careful enough with her mentor. Anyway, she had an important symposium to attend in Jerhattan, which would preclude her acceptance in the Environmental Life Support System courses at Columbia in the Fall. Peter was grateful to Scott for taking so much time to learn the massage techniques that Maree had been using on him. He realized that Scott's own kinetic ability would not be the same as the young girl's natural, untrained, but totally unconscious healing ability; but he couldn't stand the idea of her missing the Hydroponics Symposium; and he certainly couldn't begrudge her going to the hospital with Dorotea. He would have gone himself if he hadn't had the physio with the specialists that afternoon. They had been planned for months in advance and his one week a month Earthside was heavily scheduled, as were his physio sessions on Padrugoi. Peter was exhausted after the rigorous therapy session. That Mark was a slave-driver; although Pete realized it was for his own good. He had disrobed and placed himself face down on the massage table to wait for Scott. Scott had seemed terribly grateful to him when Peter had followed him to the basketball court that morning, chatting with him and even taking the time to shoot a few baskets with the boy. "I can't believe how your mobility has improved, Pete," he observed, blushing every time Pete looked at him. "I can't believe that basket keeps moving every time I aim at it," Pete joaked, trying to solicit a smile from the boy. "I got into some real trouble with Maree when I was goofing around and kicked the ball into her garden that time. She told me I was `supposed to use it with my hands, not my feet;' then she looked at me sternly and said, `You don't know your own strength.' She was right, actually; I had no idea I was using my kinetic abilities to make baskets, and when I kicked that ball..." Peter was glad he had spent that time with Scott, now that he learned from Maree that Scott had insisted on learning the massage techniques. "Sorry, I'm late," Scott said, blushing, "I had forgotten two parts in my Teacher program and the alarm bell kept going off when I tried to sign off. It took longer to go back and fix my omissions than it would to have done them in the first place. I guess I must have been thinking about something else." He flushed again as he said that. "Don't worry about it. We've got plenty of time here; everybody else has gone into Jerhattan to the hospital to be with Dorotea." Scott began the massage with Pete's neck, very, very gently. "You need to put more pressure into it, Scott. Remember, I can't feel it if it's too subtle" "Sorry." "No, it's O.K. Just don't hold back. Sock it to me!" Scott followed his instructions; and soon he reached the towel that covered Pete's mid-section. "Does Maree massage your gluteus maximus?" "Well, I usually don't have her do that; but, if you don't mind, I would appreciate it. I'm kinda sore from Mark's therapy; and he was in a rush to get to another patient, so he didn't do it for me today." Scott hesitated at removing the towel, plainly embarrassed. "What's wrong, are you tired?" Pete asked. "N-no. I just..." "Don't get bashful now; you're doing a great job. Your touch is stronger; and your hands are more powerful than Maree's--it feels great. I've never felt a massage as well as I have with you doing it. I thought I was going to fall asleep when you were doing my lower back. It was great!" Scott glowed with pride at Pete's praise; he pulled the towel off Pete's behind, hesitating to touch the older boy there. "Just start again at my waist and work your way down; then go down one leg--then the other." "O.K. That what Maree does?" "Well, I usually have her start just above my knees and go down. She's just twelve, you know and... well, you know." "Yeah, I'd be embarrassed to death to let her do that to me, too." "I don't have a choice, Scott. She does it because she loves it, like she nurtures the young plants in her garden. She can actually make their roots grow faster. The massage is part of the training they are giving her. They are hoping she will be able to heal the same way Ruth Horvath, Dorotea's mother did. Ruth, herself, could never do it consciously, so they don't tell Maree about that part; but she definitely is responsible for my regenerated nerves and spinal cord. The doctors said years ago that I would never get any better; and you can see for yourself the changes now. You mustn't let Maree know that I told you--not until she is older, anyway. And don't think about it around the other `paths, either. They will know that I told you; and it will get me in the dog house. It's classified information: Top Secret!" Scott was bursting with pride that Peter had confided that information to him. He knew that something was secret about Pete's improvement, but hadn't known it was Top Secret. He continued his massage of Scott's behind; and began down his left leg. "I can't get my hands around your leg, you will need to spread them a little bit to make some room." "O.K." Pete spread his legs apart and Scott saw, for the first time, the older boy's pendulous testicles and a few inches of his long penis. He certainly is not deficient in that department, Scott thought to himself. Peter heard him, and smiled to himself. I should have worn something, I guess. I didn't mean to embarrass him, he thought. Scott started. Had Peter heard him? He had certainly heard Peter. Scott felt his own penis begin to rise. Just as it had when Peter began talking to him this morning; and he had needed to get away from the others before they noticed--but Pete had followed him. He had actually treated him as a friend--could he hope for more? Peter felt Scott's sexual excitement empathically; but, not ever having experienced the same reaction, he was only mildly curious about it. If my own would only do that, he thought. Scott heard, but managed to stop his hands from shaking and continued down Pete's left leg, then the right. "I'll do your feet next," Scott offered. "Maree doesn't usually do that, but if you're willing, I certainly am." "Gosh, that feels good!" Pete declared as the younger boy massaged his feet. "I'll turn over and you can get a better grip on them. You were going to do my delts anyway, weren't you." "S-sure!" Scott answered, swallowing hard. How was he going to stand it when Pete was completely nude in front of him? It was going to be a dead give-away of his proclivities. Peter turned over onto his back, his large testicles completely filled the space immediately between his legs, laying heavily on the table, his penis draped all the way over his right leg, the hooded head touching the table. "Damn! Wha...?" "What's wrong?" "I'm s-sorry, b-but I've never s-seen a penis that big in my life!" Scott's own penis throbbed to an almost painful stiffness, and it bulged lewdly in his loose-fitting trousers. Pete was puzzled. Was his penis really that big. He had never seen anyone else's. "How do you mean?" "Well, it's really big, that's all. I mean it's not even hard; and it's easily twice as long as mine; and it's so... so..." "So what?" "Th...thick! S-so damned thick!" "You probably just haven't seen many older guys' penises before." Scott blushed to his feet again. He had spent a great many hours of his short life taking every opportunity to peek at his peers and other males at the orphanage, and later, at the Compound. "Oh, you can believe me when I tell you that it's bigger than anyone else's I've ever seen; and I've seen a lot of them. I lived in the biggest orphanage in Jerhattan, remember?" Pete guessed he should be flattered by Scott's remarks; but why did it matter how big it was. It didn't work. He hadn't been able to pee through it before a small operation that they had given him when his nerves began to regenerate, what with not being able to control his muscles and all, before; the doctors had `wired around it,' so to speak. He still had to wear that damned bag on his left thigh for his bowels. He couldn't resist telling the boy; and he turned his face toward Scott. "Believe me, Scott," he said, pointing to Scott's obvious erection; if mine could get hard like yours is right now, I'd settle for half of what you've got there." "Y-you w-would?" Scott flushed scarlet. "You really wouldn't have much then!" "I would, and in a heart beat! I can barely remember it, but when I was ten years old, I used to get erect like that; but after the accident, never. I can just barely feel it when I touch it. You could probably tie it in a knot, and I wouldn't even know it." "It's certainly long enough to tie in a knot," Scott said. He couldn't take his eyes off it. "If you want, you can cover it up; if it bothers you to see it." "Oh, shit! I doesn't bother me to see it. But it does make me hard as a rock." "Even soft like that? Peter flipped it with his hand and it flopped from his right leg over across his left leg." "It's heavy; I can tell that by the way it fell when you did that." "Heavy?" "Sure, it's probably like lifting a salami, or something. I bet it's heavy." Peter lifted it with his hand; and taking Scott's hand in the other, dropped it across Scott's shaking hand. Scott grabbed himself with his other hand; and a wet spot formed in his trousers where he had drooled some pre-cum. Instinctively, he tightened his grip on Pete. "Shit!" Pete gasped. "I'm sorry!" Scott blurted, but he didn't relinquish his grip. "Sorry? I'm not! That's the first time I've felt anything in that flabby hose since I was ten years old!" "You felt that?" the younger boy said, squeezing it again. "Oooh!" Pete groaned, "Yes, I did!" Suddenly Pete's long, thick penis began to swell in Scott's hand. "Jesus!" Scott swore. "It's getting hard!" "I don't believe it!" Pete gasped, reaching down to pull on his heavy balls. Taking Pete's lead, Scott took the older boy's pendulous balls in his other hand. They were like two large lemons in a soft, velvet-smooth sack. He pulled down on them slightly, and pulled upward on Pete's swelling stalk. He pulled back the foreskin, exposing the ever hardening corona. The long, thick, now-hard shaft, too, felt like it was covered with a velvet. Velvet on steel. Peter impulsively grabbed the front of Scott's trousers and jerked them down, allowing the boy's own sizeable erection to spring up and slap his stomach. "I'd do anything to see mine do that!" Peter gasped. "I'd do anything to help it," Scott responded truthfully. "Well, you're doing something right. Ungh!" he groaned as Scott gave the fat shaft another tug. "Ungh! Ungh!" Pete grunted. "Can I... can I..." he couldn't go on. "Can you what? You can do anything damned thing you want, just please don't stop touching me, please!" "I can't believe this, Peter. I've wanted to do this since the first time I saw you!" "But you were just nine or something!" "Eight. But you were thirteen; and mine got hard every time I saw you. Don't you remember how I ran from you?" "But I never knew why." "I was afraid I would do this--what I'm doing now; and you wouldn't like it." "I wouldn't have been able to feel it, Scott. Maree has made my nerves grow back; she is responsible for my recovery." "Can I touch your chest?" "I told you; you can do anything you want. I would like to put yours in my mouth, actually; and I never, ever thought of such a thing before." "I know how we can both do that at the same time. Remember, I was in the orphanage. I know how to do a lot of things with something like you've got here; although it's easily three times as big as any one I ever saw before, much less touched." "I think you must be exaggerating, Scott." "I am not! I promise, Pete. You're gigantic. And it's the most beautiful cock I've ever seen!" "Well, it's getting harder, I can feel it! Why don't you show me how we can do it to each other at the same time. It does look like it's going to get too big to fit in your mouth, though." Scott hastily pushed his lips down over the plum-sized head and continued until he had swallowed four or five inches of it. There was easily that much still exposed; but it was so much thicker that far down on it, that he wouldn't be able to take more than another half-inch without some serious tooth scraping on the shaft. The younger boy climbed onto the massage table and positioned himself so that his stiff stalk was directly over Pete's face, his lips again covering the older boy's sausage. Pete sucked Scott's erection into his mouth. It felt really different than he had thought it would. It was like a spiritual experience for him; he pulled back and pushed down again on Scott's fat stalk. It was about half the length of his own, but still difficult for Pete to swallow. He kept pulling up and plunging downward until he had the entire thing buried in his throat. Scott was gamely trying to imitate his movements, but that was impossible. He sucked hungrily on the five or so inches that he could manage. His own stalk suddenly expanded in Pete's mouth; and he held his breath, sucking furiously on Pete's oversized pole. "Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Pete groaned as he vaulted rope after rope of thick semen into the boy's mouth, triggering Scott's orgasm. "Oooooh! Ungh! Ungh!" Scott grunted as he gave his offering to Pete's sucking mouth. Scott collapsed on Pete's chest and stomach, and Pete clasped him tightly with both arms. "Scott, thank you, thank you!" he repeated. "No, Petey. You have given me something that I will never forget. You can't believe how much I have longed to do this with you--practically all my life!" "Well, Scotty, this was my very first time with anyone, ever! I never even knew what I was missing. Will you come back to Padragoi Space Station with me?" "Could I? Oh, Pete, could I?" "You bet you can! We'll make it happen!" 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Date: Mon, 22 May 2023 22:28:55 -0700
From: Tarquin Albi <[email protected]>
Subject: Pete's First Time - Insert to "Pegasus in Space."
Pete's First Time
Supplement
Insert to Pegasus in Space.
Characters property of Anne McCaffery.
Peter Reidinger, nineteen, quadraplegically paralyzed but telekinetically
motivated, telepathic teleportation Talent on Space Station Padrugoi.
Groundside for physical therapy due to gradual neoneurogeneration
affected by Amariya Bantam ("Maree"), twelve, a Talented, but
unconsciously effective telekinetic healing student at the CIC compound
near Jerhattan.
Scott Gates, fourteen, telekinetic student at the CIC compound near
Jerhattan, Earth
Dorotea's T.I.A. had everyone in a state; but the realization that Maree
could "broadcast" to the Space Station was the greatest discovery. As
Peter and Johnny were preparing to `port to the estate, Peter `saw'
that Scott Gates, a young telekinetic, now fourteen, had arrived at her
side in a fraction of a second after Amariya.
After Maree had successfully "dissolved" the blood-clot in the carotid
artery in Dorotea's neck, and the 'copter was well away with her on its
trip to Henry Hudson Hospital, Peter turned to Scott.
"You must have been at the basketball court?"
It was only a short distance from the spot where Dorotea collapsed.
"No, I was in my quarters at the opposite side of the compound on the
Teacher program, sir," the boy responded. Peter was a very important
component of the National Space Program now that he had turned nineteen,
and working on the Space Station Padrugoi.
"It's `Pete,' Scott, we've known each other forever!"
"Oh," Scott blushed from his forehead to his toes, "S-sorry, Pete."
He looked at the nineteen-year-old and dropped his eyes to the ground.
"How did you get here so quickly?"
"I just got myself here."
"Well, it's a good thing you did, and were able to call for the
paramedics.
Scott turned and reluctantly began slouching back down the path to the
dormitories, his head down, and his hands thrust deeply into his pockets
:Go with him, Peter,: Rhyssa urged privately. :He's been moping around
ever since you left here the first time, nearly two years ago.:
Peter glided toward the boy, not yet trusting his newly acquired
mobility. Maree's healing massages had caused a neoneuroregeneration of
his body and spinal cord; and slowly he was beginning to regain feeling,
for the first time since a stone wall fell on him nearly nine years
before, when he was but ten years old.
Maree had told Pete that Scott had persisted in learning how do the deep
body massage that she performed regularly on him. "In case you have
something else to do sometime when Peter is here for physio," he had
said. Peter couldn't imagine why the boy would take that kind of time
from his busy study schedule.
Now, Maree had something else to do; she had gone in the 'copter with
Dorotea, secure in her conviction that the elderly woman was "all right
now," but not trusting the paramedics to be careful enough with her
mentor. Anyway, she had an important symposium to attend in Jerhattan,
which would preclude her acceptance in the Environmental Life Support
System courses at Columbia in the Fall.
Peter was grateful to Scott for taking so much time to learn the massage
techniques that Maree had been using on him. He realized that Scott's
own kinetic ability would not be the same as the young girl's natural,
untrained, but totally unconscious healing ability; but he couldn't
stand the idea of her missing the Hydroponics Symposium; and he certainly
couldn't begrudge her going to the hospital with Dorotea. He would have
gone himself if he hadn't had the physio with the specialists that
afternoon. They had been planned for months in advance and his one week a
month Earthside was heavily scheduled, as were his physio sessions on
Padrugoi.
Peter was exhausted after the rigorous therapy session. That Mark was a
slave-driver; although Pete realized it was for his own good. He had
disrobed and placed himself face down on the massage table to wait for
Scott.
Scott had seemed terribly grateful to him when Peter had followed him to
the basketball court that morning, chatting with him and even taking the
time to shoot a few baskets with the boy.
"I can't believe how your mobility has improved, Pete," he observed,
blushing every time Pete looked at him.
"I can't believe that basket keeps moving every time I aim at it,"
Pete joaked, trying to solicit a smile from the boy.
"I got into some real trouble with Maree when I was goofing around and
kicked the ball into her garden that time. She told me I was `supposed
to use it with my hands, not my feet;' then she looked at me sternly and
said, `You don't know your own strength.' She was right, actually; I
had no idea I was using my kinetic abilities to make baskets, and when I
kicked that ball..."
Peter was glad he had spent that time with Scott, now that he learned
from Maree that Scott had insisted on learning the massage techniques.
"Sorry, I'm late," Scott said, blushing, "I had forgotten two parts
in my Teacher program and the alarm bell kept going off when I tried to
sign off. It took longer to go back and fix my omissions than it would to
have done them in the first place. I guess I must have been thinking
about something else." He flushed again as he said that.
"Don't worry about it. We've got plenty of time here; everybody else
has gone into Jerhattan to the hospital to be with Dorotea."
Scott began the massage with Pete's neck, very, very gently.
"You need to put more pressure into it, Scott. Remember, I can't feel
it if it's too subtle"
"Sorry."
"No, it's O.K. Just don't hold back. Sock it to me!"
Scott followed his instructions; and soon he reached the towel that
covered Pete's mid-section.
"Does Maree massage your gluteus maximus?"
"Well, I usually don't have her do that; but, if you don't mind, I
would appreciate it. I'm kinda sore from Mark's therapy; and he was in
a rush to get to another patient, so he didn't do it for me today."
Scott hesitated at removing the towel, plainly embarrassed.
"What's wrong, are you tired?" Pete asked.
"N-no. I just..."
"Don't get bashful now; you're doing a great job. Your touch is
stronger; and your hands are more powerful than Maree's--it feels great.
I've never felt a massage as well as I have with you doing it. I thought
I was going to fall asleep when you were doing my lower back. It was
great!"
Scott glowed with pride at Pete's praise; he pulled the towel off
Pete's behind, hesitating to touch the older boy there.
"Just start again at my waist and work your way down; then go down one
leg--then the other."
"O.K. That what Maree does?"
"Well, I usually have her start just above my knees and go down. She's
just twelve, you know and... well, you know."
"Yeah, I'd be embarrassed to death to let her do that to me, too."
"I don't have a choice, Scott. She does it because she loves it, like
she nurtures the young plants in her garden. She can actually make their
roots grow faster. The massage is part of the training they are giving
her. They are hoping she will be able to heal the same way Ruth Horvath,
Dorotea's mother did. Ruth, herself, could never do it consciously, so
they don't tell Maree about that part; but she definitely is responsible
for my regenerated nerves and spinal cord. The doctors said years ago
that I would never get any better; and you can see for yourself the
changes now. You mustn't let Maree know that I told you--not until she
is older, anyway. And don't think about it around the other `paths,
either. They will know that I told you; and it will get me in the dog
house. It's classified information: Top Secret!"
Scott was bursting with pride that Peter had confided that information to
him. He knew that something was secret about Pete's improvement, but
hadn't known it was Top Secret. He continued his massage of Scott's
behind; and began down his left leg.
"I can't get my hands around your leg, you will need to spread them a
little bit to make some room."
"O.K."
Pete spread his legs apart and Scott saw, for the first time, the older
boy's pendulous testicles and a few inches of his long penis.
He certainly is not deficient in that department, Scott thought to
himself.
Peter heard him, and smiled to himself. I should have worn something, I
guess. I didn't mean to embarrass him, he thought.
Scott started. Had Peter heard him? He had certainly heard Peter. Scott
felt his own penis begin to rise. Just as it had when Peter began talking
to him this morning; and he had needed to get away from the others before
they noticed--but Pete had followed him. He had actually treated him as a
friend--could he hope for more?
Peter felt Scott's sexual excitement empathically; but, not ever having
experienced the same reaction, he was only mildly curious about it.
If my own would only do that, he thought.
Scott heard, but managed to stop his hands from shaking and continued
down Pete's left leg, then the right.
"I'll do your feet next," Scott offered.
"Maree doesn't usually do that, but if you're willing, I certainly
am."
"Gosh, that feels good!" Pete declared as the younger boy massaged his
feet. "I'll turn over and you can get a better grip on them. You were
going to do my delts anyway, weren't you."
"S-sure!" Scott answered, swallowing hard. How was he going to stand it
when Pete was completely nude in front of him? It was going to be a dead
give-away of his proclivities.
Peter turned over onto his back, his large testicles completely filled
the space immediately between his legs, laying heavily on the table, his
penis draped all the way over his right leg, the hooded head touching the
table.
"Damn! Wha...?"
"What's wrong?"
"I'm s-sorry, b-but I've never s-seen a penis that big in my life!"
Scott's own penis throbbed to an almost painful stiffness, and it bulged
lewdly in his loose-fitting trousers.
Pete was puzzled. Was his penis really that big. He had never seen anyone
else's.
"How do you mean?"
"Well, it's really big, that's all. I mean it's not even hard; and
it's easily twice as long as mine; and it's so... so..."
"So what?"
"Th...thick! S-so damned thick!"
"You probably just haven't seen many older guys' penises before."
Scott blushed to his feet again. He had spent a great many hours of his
short life taking every opportunity to peek at his peers and other males
at the orphanage, and later, at the Compound.
"Oh, you can believe me when I tell you that it's bigger than anyone
else's I've ever seen; and I've seen a lot of them. I lived in the
biggest orphanage in Jerhattan, remember?"
Pete guessed he should be flattered by Scott's remarks; but why did it
matter how big it was. It didn't work. He hadn't been able to pee
through it before a small operation that they had given him when his
nerves began to regenerate, what with not being able to control his
muscles and all, before; the doctors had `wired around it,' so to
speak. He still had to wear that damned bag on his left thigh for his
bowels.
He couldn't resist telling the boy; and he turned his face toward Scott.
"Believe me, Scott," he said, pointing to Scott's obvious erection; if
mine could get hard like yours is right now, I'd settle for half of what
you've got there."
"Y-you w-would?" Scott flushed scarlet. "You really wouldn't have
much then!"
"I would, and in a heart beat! I can barely remember it, but when I was
ten years old, I used to get erect like that; but after the accident,
never. I can just barely feel it when I touch it. You could probably tie
it in a knot, and I wouldn't even know it."
"It's certainly long enough to tie in a knot," Scott said. He
couldn't take his eyes off it.
"If you want, you can cover it up; if it bothers you to see it."
"Oh, shit! I doesn't bother me to see it. But it does make me hard as a
rock."
"Even soft like that? Peter flipped it with his hand and it flopped from
his right leg over across his left leg."
"It's heavy; I can tell that by the way it fell when you did that."
"Heavy?"
"Sure, it's probably like lifting a salami, or something. I bet it's
heavy."
Peter lifted it with his hand; and taking Scott's hand in the other,
dropped it across Scott's shaking hand.
Scott grabbed himself with his other hand; and a wet spot formed in his
trousers where he had drooled some pre-cum. Instinctively, he tightened
his grip on Pete.
"Shit!" Pete gasped.
"I'm sorry!" Scott blurted, but he didn't relinquish his grip.
"Sorry? I'm not! That's the first time I've felt anything in that
flabby hose since I was ten years old!"
"You felt that?" the younger boy said, squeezing it again.
"Oooh!" Pete groaned, "Yes, I did!"
Suddenly Pete's long, thick penis began to swell in Scott's hand.
"Jesus!" Scott swore. "It's getting hard!"
"I don't believe it!" Pete gasped, reaching down to pull on his heavy
balls.
Taking Pete's lead, Scott took the older boy's pendulous balls in his
other hand. They were like two large lemons in a soft, velvet-smooth
sack. He pulled down on them slightly, and pulled upward on Pete's
swelling stalk. He pulled back the foreskin, exposing the ever hardening
corona. The long, thick, now-hard shaft, too, felt like it was covered
with a velvet. Velvet on steel.
Peter impulsively grabbed the front of Scott's trousers and jerked them
down, allowing the boy's own sizeable erection to spring up and slap his
stomach.
"I'd do anything to see mine do that!" Peter gasped.
"I'd do anything to help it," Scott responded truthfully.
"Well, you're doing something right. Ungh!" he groaned as Scott gave
the fat shaft another tug.
"Ungh! Ungh!" Pete grunted.
"Can I... can I..." he couldn't go on.
"Can you what? You can do anything damned thing you want, just please
don't stop touching me, please!"
"I can't believe this, Peter. I've wanted to do this since the first
time I saw you!"
"But you were just nine or something!"
"Eight. But you were thirteen; and mine got hard every time I saw you.
Don't you remember how I ran from you?"
"But I never knew why."
"I was afraid I would do this--what I'm doing now; and you wouldn't
like it."
"I wouldn't have been able to feel it, Scott. Maree has made my nerves
grow back; she is responsible for my recovery."
"Can I touch your chest?"
"I told you; you can do anything you want. I would like to put yours in
my mouth, actually; and I never, ever thought of such a thing before."
"I know how we can both do that at the same time. Remember, I was in the
orphanage. I know how to do a lot of things with something like you've
got here; although it's easily three times as big as any one I ever saw
before, much less touched."
"I think you must be exaggerating, Scott."
"I am not! I promise, Pete. You're gigantic. And it's the most
beautiful cock I've ever seen!"
"Well, it's getting harder, I can feel it! Why don't you show me how
we can do it to each other at the same time. It does look like it's
going to get too big to fit in your mouth, though."
Scott hastily pushed his lips down over the plum-sized head and continued
until he had swallowed four or five inches of it. There was easily that
much still exposed; but it was so much thicker that far down on it, that
he wouldn't be able to take more than another half-inch without some
serious tooth scraping on the shaft.
The younger boy climbed onto the massage table and positioned himself so
that his stiff stalk was directly over Pete's face, his lips again
covering the older boy's sausage. Pete sucked Scott's erection into his
mouth. It felt really different than he had thought it would. It was like
a spiritual experience for him; he pulled back and pushed down again on
Scott's fat stalk. It was about half the length of his own, but still
difficult for Pete to swallow. He kept pulling up and plunging downward
until he had the entire thing buried in his throat. Scott was gamely
trying to imitate his movements, but that was impossible. He sucked
hungrily on the five or so inches that he could manage. His own stalk
suddenly expanded in Pete's mouth; and he held his breath, sucking
furiously on Pete's oversized pole.
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!" Pete groaned as he vaulted rope after rope of thick
semen into the boy's mouth, triggering Scott's orgasm.
"Oooooh! Ungh! Ungh!" Scott grunted as he gave his offering to Pete's
sucking mouth.
Scott collapsed on Pete's chest and stomach, and Pete clasped him
tightly with both arms.
"Scott, thank you, thank you!" he repeated.
"No, Petey. You have given me something that I will never forget. You
can't believe how much I have longed to do this with you--practically
all my life!"
"Well, Scotty, this was my very first time with anyone, ever! I never
even knew what I was missing. Will you come back to Padragoi Space
Station with me?"
"Could I? Oh, Pete, could I?"
"You bet you can! We'll make it happen!"
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/commodus-and-livius | Date: Sat, 27 May 2023 02:12:08 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Commodus & Livius This standalone gay historical story involves Commodus and Gaius Livius (a fictional figure) from the 1964 epic film "The Fall of the Roman Empire." The story takes place during their boyhood years before the events of the movie and makes no implications on the sexual orientations of actors Stephen Boyd (Livius) nor Christopher Plummer (Commodus). The dialogue is inspired by the STARZ epic TV series "Spartacus." Other details are based on factual research. The screenplay is the property of Ben Barzman, Basilio Franchina and Philip Yordan. If you are offended by stories involving gay sex, including between underage boys, please read no further. Thank you. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Question/comments: [email protected] Commodus & Livius © James Jenkins 2023 Rome 166 AD For about a year or so, since they first met, Gaius Livius and his best friend Commodus had been exploring the wonders of drinking and going to convivium (drinking parties) together. His adoptive brother, sole heir of Marcus Aurelius, liked to engage in parties out at the country villa Livius family lived on, so they had easy access. He had a quaint, one room guesthouse about two hundred yards from the villa where they could have parties without his parents thinking anything scandalous was happening. On a usual night, the 11-year-olds would revel until about midnight, until they were far beyond befuddled, yet not entirely drunk, and then stumble up to the villa and retire for the night. Sometimes they would look at some pornographic Greek art or tell bawdy jokes, talk about gorgeous women, but it was always just for the sake of being rebellious youths. Wolf cubs will be bold, they say. But one night, about three or four weeks after Commodus appointment as Caesar in title, the night proved to be anything but a usual night than either anticipated. It started like any other party, sons of Patrician families and mutual friends drinking and joking, with Livius and Commodus merely blending in. A few girls invited them over to the table they were sitting at, and they all started playing "Kottabos", our favorite drinking game. As the hours passed by, they were growing evermore intoxicated, and finally, in the early morning hours, decided they should go up to the villa. "One more drink," Commodus brazenly insisted, already staggering over to the first slave to appear in his sight, who ran to fetch an amphorae without question. "Very well," the more reasonable of the two said, "Only one more." They knocked back the wine and started walking to the carriage that brought them up the road to the villa. "Livius," Commodus said, "Do you ever think about plucking the first ripened peach you see?" Blessed Minerva have mercy, what a foolish question, Livius thought. Of course, I do! He was a maturing boy. They all did, and they had talked about this before in private. He knew that. So why was he botching the subject now, traveling home, drunk as satyrs? "Of course I do, by Priapus dick you know that." Livius spoke uncertainly. "Why do you ask?" By this time they were entering the villa, headed to Livius room. Appeared his parents were still out to dinner at their friends residence in Rome. "Well, I was thinking of late... in honesty wondering. How often do you please yourself?" Truly it was an embarrassing question, but Livius considered it, fuck the gods, we were both drunk as returning legionnaires, he could always just blame it on the wine. "Quite often," Livius replied clearing his throat, "Usually about three times a day." "You must feast your eyes on this wonderful scroll I found." The brunette prince said, grinning as he spoke. They were in Livius room now. Commodus swiftly walked over to the shelf and scoured it, searching for the document in question. Livius could see his dick starting to harden in his subligaculum, and for some curious reason, it was beginning to arouse the militaristic-born youth. This is beyond anything I have ever seen, Livius thought. He tried to strike the feeling from mind, knowing full and well that he had no passion for boys and men. He was about to be quite surprised however. Livius looked over at the papyrus scroll and on it there was an orgiastic scene, with men and boys sucking cocks, and anal fucking, and other licentious acts! This was really starting to make him feel shellshocked. "Fuck, what the names of the Gods is this?" Livius asked, trying to sound reserved about it. "Quiet yourself and trust me, it looks decadent, but I think you will be pleased at how much this art can give you the greatest feeling." Commodus spoke naughtily. "In truth, we are drunk as Bacchus. Tis only the wine telling us we enjoy it, worry not." The oars started moving inside his head. Perhaps this was only because I am drunk, the finely featured boy thought to himself. Perhaps this is not "womanish" after all. In truth, it is not like I do not favor women or am a coward. Livius sat down next to him. "I bade you, show me more." The curly golden-haired boy said more excited now than he expected to be. "With pleasure," he said, "Yet there is something I must take care of first." Commodus ostentatiously removed his toga, revealing a nice lean fit figure, then reached down to his subligaculum, Livius at a loss to believe his bulging blue eyes as he removed them and took out his hard, 4-inch cock. It looked so imposing, seeing him there without his toga, his dick exposed in all its glory. Jupiter's cock! he thought. I am drunk, he knows that well. I probably will have no memory of this in the morning. Livius looked at it, wondering if he dared to say what was weighing on his mind. "May I touch it?" Livius asked. "My meaning, only to compare. I only have ever seen another man's cock before in passing-never touched one." Livius admitted it calmly, even though his heart was beating as if watching a gladiator match. He did not want him to think he was weak or anything disgraceful that he would be whispered about mockingly. "Yes, if that is what you wish." Commodus replied licking his lips. "Only one condition. I want to touch yours as well." This practically took the conflicted boy off guard, and all the sudden he became nervous. What would he think of my manhood? I thought. Will he think I am inferior, or will he even be impressed by it? Livius decided to cast off his fear and seize the opportunity. "Very well." Livius slowly removed his toga, sitting there in just in his own subligaculum. "Remove those as well." Commodus said almost impatiently. Nervously, Livius took off his subligaculum and sat there, naked, beside him. The young prince with a long, oval face, arched brows, and half-closed eyes, large nose, small mouth, and deceitful expression began to strum deep intimate chords in Livius now. Livius reached for his dick and cupped his hand around it. It felt utterly pleasing in his hand, so smooth and warm, standing ready for more action. Livius started to slowly move his hand up and down on it, and as Livius did so, he let out a soft, low moan. Commodus reached over and grabbed his friend's cock with one hand and cupped both balls with the other. He started to massage them as though he were a bathhouse slave, and it felt euphoric. "Lay down." he said, as they moved over to the carved pinewood bed. Livius did as he instructed, and he moved his head down to the golden-haired crotch. Commodus slowly licked around his friend's thighs, moving towards the balls. The moment he flicked his warm tongue across them Livius inhaled sharply. It felt wondrous, his expert tongue caressing both balls. Teasingly, Commodus moved up to the twitching dick, licking around the base and then took the whole thing into his mouth. Livius was in Eros realm, with that warm, wet mouth bobbing slowly up and down his shaft, his brother's tongue paying special homage to the reddish dome-shaped head. Commodus let up and kissed him passionately on the lips. Livius was savoring his soft lips as he said, "Give as equally as was given." They took the position likened to the ouroboros, and Livius eagerly took Commodus dick into his beauteous mouth. It was so smooth and tasted so good. He could smell the sweaty scent he had come to associate with Commodus, as Livius sucked up and down, and he did the same to his loyal friend. They increased their speed until they were both about to explode. All the sudden, Commodus stuck his finger into his friend's ass. That sent him to ethereal heights. The blonde youth's dick hardened up, and so did his, still in his mouth. His resolve began to waver. Livius kicked his legs, spasming uncontrollably as Livius flooded his mouth with rich seed, and his own mouth was filled with the prince's warm white honey. Livius licked every drop up, savoring the creamy texture, and thought to himself, perhaps love between a most trusted friend is a blessing from the gods and not a sin. 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Date: Sat, 27 May 2023 02:12:08 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Commodus & Livius
This standalone gay historical story involves Commodus and Gaius Livius (a
fictional figure) from the 1964 epic film "The Fall of the Roman Empire."
The story takes place during their boyhood years before the events of the
movie and makes no implications on the sexual orientations of actors
Stephen Boyd (Livius) nor Christopher Plummer (Commodus). The dialogue is
inspired by the STARZ epic TV series "Spartacus." Other details are based
on factual research.
The screenplay is the property of Ben Barzman, Basilio Franchina and Philip
Yordan.
If you are offended by stories involving gay sex, including between
underage boys, please read no further.
Thank you.
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
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Commodus & Livius
© James Jenkins 2023
Rome 166 AD
For about a year or so, since they first met, Gaius Livius and his best
friend Commodus had been exploring the wonders of drinking and going to
convivium (drinking parties) together. His adoptive brother, sole heir of
Marcus Aurelius, liked to engage in parties out at the country villa Livius
family lived on, so they had easy access. He had a quaint, one room
guesthouse about two hundred yards from the villa where they could have
parties without his parents thinking anything scandalous was happening. On
a usual night, the 11-year-olds would revel until about midnight, until
they were far beyond befuddled, yet not entirely drunk, and then stumble up
to the villa and retire for the night. Sometimes they would look at some
pornographic Greek art or tell bawdy jokes, talk about gorgeous women, but
it was always just for the sake of being rebellious youths. Wolf cubs will
be bold, they say. But one night, about three or four weeks after Commodus
appointment as Caesar in title, the night proved to be anything but a usual
night than either anticipated.
It started like any other party, sons of Patrician families and mutual
friends drinking and joking, with Livius and Commodus merely blending in. A
few girls invited them over to the table they were sitting at, and they all
started playing "Kottabos", our favorite drinking game. As the hours passed
by, they were growing evermore intoxicated, and finally, in the early
morning hours, decided they should go up to the villa.
"One more drink," Commodus brazenly insisted, already staggering over to
the first slave to appear in his sight, who ran to fetch an amphorae
without question.
"Very well," the more reasonable of the two said, "Only one more." They
knocked back the wine and started walking to the carriage that brought them
up the road to the villa.
"Livius," Commodus said, "Do you ever think about plucking the first
ripened peach you see?"
Blessed Minerva have mercy, what a foolish question, Livius thought. Of
course, I do! He was a maturing boy. They all did, and they had talked
about this before in private. He knew that. So why was he botching the
subject now, traveling home, drunk as satyrs?
"Of course I do, by Priapus dick you know that." Livius spoke
uncertainly. "Why do you ask?"
By this time they were entering the villa, headed to Livius room. Appeared
his parents were still out to dinner at their friends residence in Rome.
"Well, I was thinking of late... in honesty wondering. How often do you
please yourself?"
Truly it was an embarrassing question, but Livius considered it, fuck the
gods, we were both drunk as returning legionnaires, he could always just
blame it on the wine.
"Quite often," Livius replied clearing his throat, "Usually about three
times a day."
"You must feast your eyes on this wonderful scroll I found." The brunette
prince said, grinning as he spoke. They were in Livius room now. Commodus
swiftly walked over to the shelf and scoured it, searching for the document
in question. Livius could see his dick starting to harden in his
subligaculum, and for some curious reason, it was beginning to arouse the
militaristic-born youth.
This is beyond anything I have ever seen, Livius thought. He tried to
strike the feeling from mind, knowing full and well that he had no passion
for boys and men. He was about to be quite surprised however.
Livius looked over at the papyrus scroll and on it there was an orgiastic
scene, with men and boys sucking cocks, and anal fucking, and other
licentious acts! This was really starting to make him feel shellshocked.
"Fuck, what the names of the Gods is this?" Livius asked, trying to sound
reserved about it.
"Quiet yourself and trust me, it looks decadent, but I think you will be
pleased at how much this art can give you the greatest feeling." Commodus
spoke naughtily. "In truth, we are drunk as Bacchus. Tis only the wine
telling us we enjoy it, worry not."
The oars started moving inside his head. Perhaps this was only because I am
drunk, the finely featured boy thought to himself. Perhaps this is not
"womanish" after all. In truth, it is not like I do not favor women or am a
coward. Livius sat down next to him.
"I bade you, show me more." The curly golden-haired boy said more excited
now than he expected to be.
"With pleasure," he said, "Yet there is something I must take care of
first."
Commodus ostentatiously removed his toga, revealing a nice lean fit figure,
then reached down to his subligaculum, Livius at a loss to believe his
bulging blue eyes as he removed them and took out his hard, 4-inch cock. It
looked so imposing, seeing him there without his toga, his dick exposed in
all its glory.
Jupiter's cock! he thought. I am drunk, he knows that well. I probably will
have no memory of this in the morning. Livius looked at it, wondering if he
dared to say what was weighing on his mind.
"May I touch it?" Livius asked. "My meaning, only to compare. I only have
ever seen another man's cock before in passing-never touched one." Livius
admitted it calmly, even though his heart was beating as if watching a
gladiator match. He did not want him to think he was weak or anything
disgraceful that he would be whispered about mockingly.
"Yes, if that is what you wish." Commodus replied licking his lips. "Only
one condition. I want to touch yours as well."
This practically took the conflicted boy off guard, and all the sudden he
became nervous. What would he think of my manhood? I thought. Will he think
I am inferior, or will he even be impressed by it? Livius decided to cast
off his fear and seize the opportunity.
"Very well." Livius slowly removed his toga, sitting there in just in his
own subligaculum.
"Remove those as well." Commodus said almost impatiently.
Nervously, Livius took off his subligaculum and sat there, naked, beside
him. The young prince with a long, oval face, arched brows, and half-closed
eyes, large nose, small mouth, and deceitful expression began to strum deep
intimate chords in Livius now.
Livius reached for his dick and cupped his hand around it. It felt utterly
pleasing in his hand, so smooth and warm, standing ready for more
action. Livius started to slowly move his hand up and down on it, and as
Livius did so, he let out a soft, low moan. Commodus reached over and
grabbed his friend's cock with one hand and cupped both balls with the
other. He started to massage them as though he were a bathhouse slave, and
it felt euphoric.
"Lay down." he said, as they moved over to the carved pinewood bed. Livius
did as he instructed, and he moved his head down to the golden-haired
crotch. Commodus slowly licked around his friend's thighs, moving towards
the balls. The moment he flicked his warm tongue across them Livius inhaled
sharply. It felt wondrous, his expert tongue caressing both
balls. Teasingly, Commodus moved up to the twitching dick, licking around
the base and then took the whole thing into his mouth. Livius was in Eros
realm, with that warm, wet mouth bobbing slowly up and down his shaft, his
brother's tongue paying special homage to the reddish dome-shaped
head. Commodus let up and kissed him passionately on the lips.
Livius was savoring his soft lips as he said, "Give as equally as was
given."
They took the position likened to the ouroboros, and Livius eagerly took
Commodus dick into his beauteous mouth. It was so smooth and tasted so
good. He could smell the sweaty scent he had come to associate with
Commodus, as Livius sucked up and down, and he did the same to his loyal
friend. They increased their speed until they were both about to explode.
All the sudden, Commodus stuck his finger into his friend's ass. That sent
him to ethereal heights. The blonde youth's dick hardened up, and so did
his, still in his mouth. His resolve began to waver. Livius kicked his
legs, spasming uncontrollably as Livius flooded his mouth with rich seed,
and his own mouth was filled with the prince's warm white honey.
Livius licked every drop up, savoring the creamy texture, and thought to
himself, perhaps love between a most trusted friend is a blessing from the
gods and not a sin.
They got beneath the linen bedsheets and snuggled together for a peaceful
night's sleep.
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/ja-morant | Date: Thu, 6 Apr 2023 14:14:24 -0400 From: Charlie O Subject: Ja Morant: Booty Busted! Ex- NBA star, Dwyane Wade stood in front of his car, in his best suit and tie, and watched Ja Morant, point guard for the Memphis Grizzlies walk towards him after his practice. When Ja was about three feet away, Dwyane put up his hands and said, "Stop!" Ja looked at him quizzically. "You know what you gotta do before you approach me." Ja just chuckled as he dropped his practice shorts, dropped them to the ground. Then he slid his jockstrap down to the ground. Ja looked around and saw some of his teammates looking at what was going on. "You do know folks are watching, right?" He asked Dwyane. "Now, ask me if I care." Dwyane said. "If they are watching, they're about watch me tear this ass to pieces!" Half-naked, Ja walked over to Dwyane. Dwyane wrapped his left arm around Ja's waist.... Right hand on Ja's ass cheeks. "Say I won't squeeze your ass cheek!" He said. "I dare you!" Ja chuckled and said, "You wouldn't dare!" He knew full good and well that Dwyane would do just that! Dwyane squeezed Ja's ass hard. "Fuck!" Ja nearly crumpled into Dwyane's muscular arms. "I told you I would." Dwyane said. Then he reached in between Ja's legs, and he grabbed Ja's dick and balls. "You know what else I'm gonna do?" "No." Ja said, honestly. Dwyane roughly forced Ja to bend over the hood of his car and said, "I'm gonna grope your ass to my heart's content." SLAP! "And there ain't shit you're gonna do about it!" Dwyane took off his suit jacket, tie, and dress shirt. Ja snuck a peak at Dwyane, and his mouth started to water. "Damn, Daddy is so fine!" He thought to himself. "I see you lookin'." Dwyane said. Ja chuckled. "Did you like what you saw?" "Of course, I did." Ja said as he, spontaneously wiggled his ass. SLAP! "Stop wigglin' that fine ass of yours!" Dwyane barked as he slapped Ja's ass again. "I think you might need the flogger to make me behave, daddy!" "Oh, is that right?" Dwyane asked. "Be right back!" Dwyane went into the back seat of his car. When he came back out, he was holding a brown leather flogger. Ja's dick started to get hard, and his asshole twitched involuntarily at the sight of the flogger. Dwyane got behind Ja and rubbed Ja's ass roughly. "I hope this hurts!" He said. WHACK! The pieces of leather stung Ja's ass but Ja gritted his teeth trying not to make a sound. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Finally, Ja moaned with pleasure! "I knew I could make you moan." Dwyane grabbed Ja's ass, which still was stinging from the swats he had taken with the flogger. He groped and squeezed Ja's ass cheeks firmly. Then he slid his middle finger up Ja's ass, moving his finger in a circular motion. "Mmmm." Ja moaned as he slightly bounced his ass up and down on Dwyane's finger. SLAP! "Twerk this booty!" Dwyane said as he slapped Ja's ass cheeks. Dwyane unzipped his black slacks and let them drop to the ground. Next, he dropped his black, leather bikini briefs to the ground. He rubbed his nine inch sausage dick against Ja's wet hole. "Mmmm!" Ja moaned excitedly. "Please fuck me!" "Bend over and touch your toes." Dwyane said. "You know how I like to fuck you!" Ja spread his legs wide apart. "Let me see smack that ass!" Ja chuckled and slapped his ass. "Now, stick your finger up in there." Again, Ja did as he was told. When Ja took his finger out his ass, it was dripping with ass juice. "Oh, you really ready for this dick, aren't you?" Just as Dwyane slid his dick up in Ja's hole, Memphis Grizzlies power forward, Jaren Jackson walked up to them. "Hey... Jaren." Ja said breathlessly. "You wanna participate in this, Jaren?" Dwyane asked. Ja gasped quietly (or, as quietly as he could). Ja had seen Jaren buck naked. That man had dick for days! The only problem was Jaren was a bottom. He was not interested in fucking; he wanted to be fucked. "I hope Dwyane knows that." Ja thought. Dwyane knew that very well. "And, as I remember correctly," Dwyane thought to himself. "Jaren had the sweetest hole I'd ever come across." In fact, when he fucked Jaren, Jaren had told him all the things that turned him on. "Let me see ya'll two kiss." Jaren smiled broadly. Then he looked at Ja's face and quickly changed his expression to neutral. Jaren knelt down in front of Ja and kissed him passionately on the lips. "You happy now?" Ja asked. Jaren smiled shyly. Then he got up to leave. Dwyane looked up and said, "I'm not done with you, yet." "Drop them drawers." Dwyane said. "Let my man, here, eat that ass." Ja licked his lips and smiled broadly. Jaren looked at Ja and said, "Okay." He turned his back and untied his sweatpants and let them drop to the ground. Jaren wasn't wearing ant drawers underneath. "Well, damn, Jaren!" Dwyane said, astonished. Well, you might as well take `em all the way off. Let us all get a look at that booty." So, Jaren took his sweats all the way off. Then he bent over in front of Ja and said, "Bon Appetit! Ja roughly grabbed Jaren's muscle ass and spread his ass lips apart. "Yummm!" He said and slid his dick deep up Jaren's ass. "OH SHI!" Jaren cried out. "FUCK!" Ja's tongue slid in and out of that ass like a jackhammer. Meanwhile, Dwyane began to fuck Ja a little faster. "Damn, this ass.... Is.... Tight and.... Wet!" He said. SLAP! SLAP! Ja's ass trembled as Dwyane fucked him real deep. "MMMMM! OOOH! AHHHH!" Ja moaned. SLAP! "Eat that ass!" Dwyane commanded. "Make him squeal with pleasure!" So, Ja did just that. He began to nibble on Jaren's ass lips. "FUCK!" Jaren cried out. "OOH!" Ja slid his tongue up Jaren's hole. "MMMM!" As Ja was getting his grub on, Dwyane was balls deep in Ja's ass. "Oooh, this ass is so sweet!" Dwyane said as he fucked Ja a little faster. "Yea, man! Can you feel that dick in your ass?" Ja turned to Dwyane and said, "How can I not? It's like having a redwood tree up my ass!" Ja felt like he was being split open! He could barely concentrate on eating Jaren out. Dwyane slid his dick in and out of Ja's ass. "MMMFFFF!" Ja moaned as he continued to suck on Jaren's dick. "Damn, Ja!" Jaren said excitedly. "You're a damn good dick sucker!" Ja wasn't paying any attention to Jaren; He was just enjoying that big dick of Dwyane's up in his ass. "MMMFFFF!" He moaned again. He'd never had good dick like this. He didn't ever want it to stop! Dwyane bent down and reached around to Ja's nipples and said, "Give me them nipples!" When he got a hold of them, he roughly squeezed them, causing Ja to moan louder. That caused other folks to come see what the commotion was about. "Uh oh, Ja. You done did it now." Dwyane said. "Now everybody's gonna see how deep I'm fuckin' your ass!" SLAP! Ja was in heaven! He was being fucked deep by Dwyane Wade. "This brotha is tearing my asshole up!" He said as he backed up on Dwyane's dick. "Yea, that's right." Dwyane said. "Back that ass up!" Ja had backed his ass up on Dwyane's dick until Ja could feel his pubic hairs. Suddenly, Ja looked up and saw his coach, Taylor Jenkins, walking up to them. Strangely, Ja's dick got hard. Dwyane, his arms still around Ja's upper body, let his hands move down to Ja's dick. "Ja, why is your dick hard?" Dwyane stroked Ja's dick real slow. "Is your dick hard cause your coach is coming over?" All Ja could do was moan loudly. Meanwhile, Jaren grabbed Ja by his hair and forced more of his dick down Ja's throat. "MMMFFFF!" Ja gagged. "Suck this dick, man!" Jaren moaned. "Suck this dick real good! Oh, fuck!" As he fucked Ja's face, He felt someone, gently caressing his ass. He was a little shocked to see his coach standing next to him. He said, "I didn't know you like me like that coach." His coach just smiled weakly as he continued to caress his ass. "Why don't you get down on your knees and eat my ass. Dwyane looked at Jaren with his mouth wide open. Seconds later, Coach Jenkins was on his knees, sliding his tongue up Jaren's asshole. Dwyane just couldn't believe it and said, "Man, you're real wild for this one." Jaren reached back and grabbed his coach's head and rammed it up his ass. Coach Jenkins slid his long tongue up Jaren's sweet hole. "Mmmm, fuck!" He cried out. "I take it, you've done this before?" Coach Jenkins just looked up at him and smiled broadly. "That's a `yes'." Jaren backed his ass up on Coach Jenkin's tongue. "Ooh, Coach, that tongue is hot!" Then he looked down at Ja, who was still sucking his big dick. He caressed Ja's bony jaw. "Can we do this more than just this once?" Ja stopped for a second and said, "At least, once a day. With a little fuckin' on the side." Jaren grinned from ear to ear as Ja continued to suck his dick. I think Ja was the happier of the two. He'd been wanting Jaren's dick up his ass since they met. Jaren closed his eyes as he was feeling pleasure from both ends. "I'M GONNA BLOW!" Ja didn't move as he held firmly to Jaren's dick. "FFUUCCKK!" Jaren exploded, shooting his load down Ja's throat. He held onto Ja's braids, keeping Ja's mouth right where it was until he was done. As he shot his load, Jaren could see Dwyane fucking the hell out of Ja's muscle booty! "Fuck, yea! Give me that ass, boy!" Dwyane roared (which scared coach Jenkins shitless!). Ja backed his ass on Dwyane's dick as Dwyane slammed his dick up Ja's hole, stretching it little by little. "MMMFFF!" Ja moaned as Dwyane continued to fuck him silly! Jaren slid his limp dick out of Ja's hot mouth. "That was so hot!" He said to Ja. Then he turned to coach Jenkins. "Let's finish this inside." He grabbed coach Jenkin's ass and headed back inside. Now, Ja and Dwyane were left all by themselves. Dwyane was still wrecking his hole. "OH, FUCK ME!" Ja roared as Dwyane fucked him deeper and deeper. "MMMMMM!" Ja's body trembled as Dwyane's monster dick roughly slid in and out of his hole. "OH, MY GODDD!" Ja's eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Damn, this as is so fuckin' hot!" Dwyane said, SLAP! "Fuck me, nigga!" Ja growled. Instantly, Dwyane pulled his dick out. Before he knew what was going on, Ja was bent over Dwyane's knee. "What the fuck!" He exclaimed. WHACK! WHACK! Dwyane was tearing Ja's ass up with his belt. "You gone learn to respect your elders!" Dwyane said, angrily. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "Don't you ever call me `nigga' again!" By the time Dwyane was done, Ja's ass was several shades darker. At this moment, Ja's dick was rock hard. "I knew that would get him." Ja thought to himself as he rubbed his tender ass. He had enraged on purpose! He did it so he'd get a proper ass whoopin' from the man. Next thing he felt was Dwyane's hand as he groped his ass. "On your knees!" Dwyane barked. Ja got down on his knees and waited. Seconds later, Dwyane stood before him and, furiously, stroked his dick. Ja looked up and smiled at Dwyane. "Here it comes!" Dwyane said excitedly. "You'd better drink all this cum!" Ja opened his mouth just in time to catch all of Dwyane's warm cum. Ja drank load after load of cum as it spilled into his mouth. When he was done, Dwyane yanked Ja to his feet. "Now, go back into the gym and practice some more." Ja went to grab his shirt. Dwyane stopped him. "In the nude." "Can I, at least, where a jock?" Ja asked. "No!" Dwyane barked. So, Ja turned to walk back in the gym, minus his clothes. Before he was out of reach, Dwyane slapped his ass. The End | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Thu, 6 Apr 2023 14:14:24 -0400
From: Charlie O <[email protected]>
Subject: Ja Morant: Booty Busted!
Ex- NBA star, Dwyane Wade stood in front of his car, in his best suit and
tie, and watched Ja Morant, point guard for the Memphis Grizzlies walk
towards him after his practice. When Ja was about three feet away,
Dwyane put up his hands and said, "Stop!" Ja looked at him
quizzically. "You know what you gotta do before you approach me."
Ja just chuckled as he dropped his practice shorts, dropped them to the
ground. Then he slid his jockstrap down to the ground. Ja looked around
and saw some of his teammates looking at what was going on. "You do
know folks are watching, right?" He asked Dwyane. "Now, ask me if I
care." Dwyane said. "If they are watching, they're about watch me tear
this ass to pieces!"
Half-naked, Ja walked over to Dwyane. Dwyane wrapped his left arm around
Ja's waist.... Right hand on Ja's ass cheeks. "Say I won't squeeze
your ass cheek!" He said. "I dare you!" Ja chuckled and said, "You
wouldn't dare!" He knew full good and well that Dwyane would do just
that! Dwyane squeezed Ja's ass hard. "Fuck!" Ja nearly crumpled into
Dwyane's muscular arms. "I told you I would." Dwyane said. Then he
reached in between Ja's legs, and he grabbed Ja's dick and balls. "You
know what else I'm gonna do?" "No." Ja said, honestly. Dwyane
roughly forced Ja to bend over the hood of his car and said, "I'm gonna
grope your ass to my heart's content." SLAP! "And there ain't shit
you're gonna do about it!"
Dwyane took off his suit jacket, tie, and dress shirt. Ja snuck a peak
at Dwyane, and his mouth started to water. "Damn, Daddy is so fine!"
He thought to himself. "I see you lookin'." Dwyane said. Ja
chuckled. "Did you like what you saw?" "Of course, I did." Ja said
as he, spontaneously wiggled his ass. SLAP! "Stop wigglin' that fine
ass of yours!" Dwyane barked as he slapped Ja's ass again. "I think
you might need the flogger to make me behave, daddy!" "Oh, is that
right?" Dwyane asked. "Be right back!"
Dwyane went into the back seat of his car. When he came back out, he was
holding a brown leather flogger. Ja's dick started to get hard, and his
asshole twitched involuntarily at the sight of the flogger. Dwyane got
behind Ja and rubbed Ja's ass roughly. "I hope this hurts!" He said.
WHACK! The pieces of leather stung Ja's ass but Ja gritted his teeth
trying not to make a sound. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Finally, Ja moaned
with pleasure! "I knew I could make you moan."
Dwyane grabbed Ja's ass, which still was stinging from the swats he had
taken with the flogger. He groped and squeezed Ja's ass cheeks firmly.
Then he slid his middle finger up Ja's ass, moving his finger in a
circular motion. "Mmmm." Ja moaned as he slightly bounced his ass up
and down on Dwyane's finger. SLAP! "Twerk this booty!" Dwyane said as
he slapped Ja's ass cheeks. Dwyane unzipped his black slacks and let
them drop to the ground. Next, he dropped his black, leather bikini
briefs to the ground. He rubbed his nine inch sausage dick against Ja's
wet hole. "Mmmm!" Ja moaned excitedly. "Please fuck me!"
"Bend over and touch your toes." Dwyane said. "You know how I like to
fuck you!" Ja spread his legs wide apart. "Let me see smack that
ass!" Ja chuckled and slapped his ass. "Now, stick your finger up in
there." Again, Ja did as he was told. When Ja took his finger out his
ass, it was dripping with ass juice. "Oh, you really ready for this
dick, aren't you?"
Just as Dwyane slid his dick up in Ja's hole, Memphis Grizzlies power
forward, Jaren Jackson walked up to them. "Hey... Jaren." Ja said
breathlessly. "You wanna participate in this, Jaren?" Dwyane asked.
Ja gasped quietly (or, as quietly as he could). Ja had seen Jaren buck
naked. That man had dick for days! The only problem was Jaren was a
bottom. He was not interested in fucking; he wanted to be fucked. "I
hope Dwyane knows that." Ja thought.
Dwyane knew that very well. "And, as I remember correctly," Dwyane
thought to himself. "Jaren had the sweetest hole I'd ever come
across." In fact, when he fucked Jaren, Jaren had told him all the
things that turned him on. "Let me see ya'll two kiss." Jaren smiled
broadly. Then he looked at Ja's face and quickly changed his expression
to neutral. Jaren knelt down in front of Ja and kissed him passionately
on the lips. "You happy now?" Ja asked. Jaren smiled shyly. Then he
got up to leave. Dwyane looked up and said, "I'm not done with you,
yet."
"Drop them drawers." Dwyane said. "Let my man, here, eat that ass."
Ja licked his lips and smiled broadly. Jaren looked at Ja and said,
"Okay." He turned his back and untied his sweatpants and let them drop
to the ground. Jaren wasn't wearing ant drawers underneath. "Well,
damn, Jaren!" Dwyane said, astonished. Well, you might as well take
`em all the way off. Let us all get a look at that booty."
So, Jaren took his sweats all the way off. Then he bent over in front of
Ja and said, "Bon Appetit! Ja roughly grabbed Jaren's muscle ass and
spread his ass lips apart. "Yummm!" He said and slid his dick deep up
Jaren's ass. "OH SHI!" Jaren cried out. "FUCK!" Ja's tongue slid
in and out of that ass like a jackhammer. Meanwhile, Dwyane began to
fuck Ja a little faster. "Damn, this ass.... Is.... Tight and.... Wet!"
He said. SLAP! SLAP! Ja's ass trembled as Dwyane fucked him real deep.
"MMMMM! OOOH! AHHHH!" Ja moaned. SLAP! "Eat that ass!" Dwyane
commanded. "Make him squeal with pleasure!"
So, Ja did just that. He began to nibble on Jaren's ass lips.
"FUCK!" Jaren cried out. "OOH!" Ja slid his tongue up Jaren's hole.
"MMMM!" As Ja was getting his grub on, Dwyane was balls deep in Ja's
ass. "Oooh, this ass is so sweet!" Dwyane said as he fucked Ja a
little faster. "Yea, man! Can you feel that dick in your ass?" Ja
turned to Dwyane and said, "How can I not? It's like having a redwood
tree up my ass!"
Ja felt like he was being split open! He could barely concentrate on
eating Jaren out. Dwyane slid his dick in and out of Ja's ass.
"MMMFFFF!" Ja moaned as he continued to suck on Jaren's dick. "Damn,
Ja!" Jaren said excitedly. "You're a damn good dick sucker!" Ja
wasn't paying any attention to Jaren; He was just enjoying that big dick
of Dwyane's up in his ass. "MMMFFFF!" He moaned again. He'd never
had good dick like this. He didn't ever want it to stop!
Dwyane bent down and reached around to Ja's nipples and said, "Give me
them nipples!" When he got a hold of them, he roughly squeezed them,
causing Ja to moan louder. That caused other folks to come see what the
commotion was about. "Uh oh, Ja. You done did it now." Dwyane said.
"Now everybody's gonna see how deep I'm fuckin' your ass!" SLAP!
Ja was in heaven! He was being fucked deep by Dwyane Wade. "This
brotha is tearing my asshole up!" He said as he backed up on Dwyane's
dick. "Yea, that's right." Dwyane said. "Back that ass up!" Ja had
backed his ass up on Dwyane's dick until Ja could feel his pubic hairs.
Suddenly, Ja looked up and saw his coach, Taylor Jenkins, walking up to
them. Strangely, Ja's dick got hard. Dwyane, his arms still around
Ja's upper body, let his hands move down to Ja's dick. "Ja, why is
your dick hard?" Dwyane stroked Ja's dick real slow. "Is your dick
hard cause your coach is coming over?" All Ja could do was moan loudly.
Meanwhile, Jaren grabbed Ja by his hair and forced more of his dick down
Ja's throat. "MMMFFFF!" Ja gagged. "Suck this dick, man!" Jaren
moaned. "Suck this dick real good! Oh, fuck!" As he fucked Ja's
face, He felt someone, gently caressing his ass. He was a little shocked
to see his coach standing next to him. He said, "I didn't know you
like me like that coach." His coach just smiled weakly as he continued
to caress his ass. "Why don't you get down on your knees and eat my
ass. Dwyane looked at Jaren with his mouth wide open. Seconds later,
Coach Jenkins was on his knees, sliding his tongue up Jaren's asshole.
Dwyane just couldn't believe it and said, "Man, you're real wild for
this one."
Jaren reached back and grabbed his coach's head and rammed it up his
ass. Coach Jenkins slid his long tongue up Jaren's sweet hole. "Mmmm,
fuck!" He cried out. "I take it, you've done this before?" Coach
Jenkins just looked up at him and smiled broadly. "That's a `yes'."
Jaren backed his ass up on Coach Jenkin's tongue. "Ooh, Coach, that
tongue is hot!" Then he looked down at Ja, who was still sucking his
big dick. He caressed Ja's bony jaw. "Can we do this more than just
this once?"
Ja stopped for a second and said, "At least, once a day. With a little
fuckin' on the side." Jaren grinned from ear to ear as Ja continued to
suck his dick. I think Ja was the happier of the two. He'd been
wanting Jaren's dick up his ass since they met. Jaren closed his eyes
as he was feeling pleasure from both ends. "I'M GONNA BLOW!" Ja
didn't move as he held firmly to Jaren's dick. "FFUUCCKK!"
Jaren exploded, shooting his load down Ja's throat. He held onto Ja's
braids, keeping Ja's mouth right where it was until he was done. As he
shot his load, Jaren could see Dwyane fucking the hell out of Ja's
muscle booty! "Fuck, yea! Give me that ass, boy!" Dwyane roared
(which scared coach Jenkins shitless!). Ja backed his ass on Dwyane's
dick as Dwyane slammed his dick up Ja's hole, stretching it little by
little. "MMMFFF!" Ja moaned as Dwyane continued to fuck him silly!
Jaren slid his limp dick out of Ja's hot mouth. "That was so hot!" He
said to Ja. Then he turned to coach Jenkins. "Let's finish this
inside." He grabbed coach Jenkin's ass and headed back inside. Now,
Ja and Dwyane were left all by themselves. Dwyane was still wrecking his
hole. "OH, FUCK ME!" Ja roared as Dwyane fucked him deeper and deeper.
"MMMMMM!" Ja's body trembled as Dwyane's monster dick roughly slid
in and out of his hole. "OH, MY GODDD!"
Ja's eyes rolled into the back of his head. "Damn, this as is so
fuckin' hot!" Dwyane said, SLAP! "Fuck me, nigga!" Ja growled.
Instantly, Dwyane pulled his dick out. Before he knew what was going on,
Ja was bent over Dwyane's knee. "What the fuck!" He exclaimed.
WHACK! WHACK! Dwyane was tearing Ja's ass up with his belt. "You gone
learn to respect your elders!" Dwyane said, angrily. WHACK! WHACK!
WHACK! "Don't you ever call me `nigga' again!"
By the time Dwyane was done, Ja's ass was several shades darker. At
this moment, Ja's dick was rock hard. "I knew that would get him." Ja
thought to himself as he rubbed his tender ass. He had enraged on
purpose! He did it so he'd get a proper ass whoopin' from the man.
Next thing he felt was Dwyane's hand as he groped his ass. "On your
knees!" Dwyane barked. Ja got down on his knees and waited.
Seconds later, Dwyane stood before him and, furiously, stroked his dick.
Ja looked up and smiled at Dwyane. "Here it comes!" Dwyane said
excitedly. "You'd better drink all this cum!" Ja opened his mouth
just in time to catch all of Dwyane's warm cum. Ja drank load after
load of cum as it spilled into his mouth. When he was done, Dwyane
yanked Ja to his feet. "Now, go back into the gym and practice some
more." Ja went to grab his shirt. Dwyane stopped him. "In the
nude." "Can I, at least, where a jock?" Ja asked. "No!" Dwyane
barked. So, Ja turned to walk back in the gym, minus his clothes.
Before he was out of reach, Dwyane slapped his ass.
The End
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/pierre-and-parsifal | Date: Sat, 13 May 2023 23:14:06 +0000 From: JamesJenkins4253 Subject: Pierre & Parsifal This standalone story is a work of fiction. It in no way should be considered as a reflection of actors Bobby Schofield and Joey Batey's sexuality. I do not have anything to do with the History Channel period drama series "Knightfall" nor do I know the actors who played Parsifal (Bobby Schofield) and Pierre (Joey Batey). Parsifal was one of my favorite characters in the series and I was disappointed with his fate towards the end of Season 1 (no spoilers). Plus, he does not get any attention in the fanfiction community as opposed to Landry and other male characters. The story is my tribute to him, plus I found imagining him and Pierre together to be quite hot. Batey I also found eerily sexy for his portrayal of Edward of Lancaster in `The White Queen" miniseries too. This story takes place early in Season 1 where Pierre has a question of his allegiance while struggling with his attraction to a mournful Parsifal. The series and all its characters belong to creators Don Handfield and Richard Rayner. If this story is illegal to read in your area or if you are not of legal age to read those of this nature, then I ask you to leave this page. Thank you. Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Questions/comments: [email protected] Pierre & Parsifal © James Jenkins 2023 Paris, France, 1306. Gawain glowered over the new position in the Temple that he had been "bestowed" from the new master and his supposed friend Landry du Lauzon yet sought to drown his sorrow at the local tavern. He stormed through the hardly populated street and cast a resentful jealous scowl at anyone who dared look at him. He walked into the tavern and casually strolled over to the bar. Once there, he ordered a glass of Honey Mead. He suddenly saw William De Nogaret, King Phillip IV's counselor- a friend of his walk in. He sat next to the new temple institute Pierre and ordered a flagon of ale. They had idle conversation for an hour before he went back to the temple. An hour and a half later and eight cups of beer, the medium-length brown-haired knight-in-training sat there just looking at the crowd. A group of royal soldiers sat chugging the best Italian wine the bar had to offer. A large boisterous group sat with their eyes barely open, and senses befuddled because of alcohol. Pierre felt a little drunk himself. In one corner the disdainful Gawain sat attempting to swoon a beautiful brunette maid who couldn't have been more that 19 or 20. Soon they left the bar and headed up to one of the rooms upstairs. Pierre decided to return to his quarters in the Temple also. The young papal agent walked over to the entrance where a temple guard was waiting for verification before the gates were opened. Silently he walked in and told him with warning "I was here all evening-you never saw me." Warily, Pierre went up to his room and walked in. He used a torch light and lit a candle and walked over to his bed. He removed his leather boots quickly followed his black initiate's robe and trousers. Pierre thought a second about the fact that he was to be commissioned as a key member of the pope's circle-should he succeed in helping unseat the templars. So, he quickly kept a close eye and ear on the door, lest he be heard, and polished the blade of the dagger he grew accustomed to always wearing. After all that was complete, Pierre grabbed the bible he secretly used for hiding messages and sat reading on his bed for about an hour. He secreted the book beneath the mattress and blew out the candle flame before he laid down to go to sleep. Pierre fell asleep almost instantly.... yet was barely conscious of the fact. He had been asleep for barely an hour before hearing a man's shouting. Pierre ran out to the awning and saw the curly-haired youth storming towards the staircase with lines of dried tears evident upon his face. At the same time the Temple Master, Landry, emerged from his quarters with a look of alarm and concern on his dark-bearded face. Pierre ran down the stairs because the templars had been on high alert of late. He bolted outside and into the courtyard that was in full open view. He heard curious rustling in the stables, and Pierre suspected that that was where the former farm boy had run too. Intrigued, he peered through the crack in the door and saw him. Parsifal was on his knees facing a large crucifix in the stable's heart, praying yet still sniffling. Pierre stared for this was the first time he had a chance to see the other newcomer more closely. Parsifal had curly brown hair that was long enough to reach the top of the ass. He has soft blue eyes that could make ones heart throb. His body was fit from growing up on a farm and he was not bad with a sword. Christ, he was striking vision. Steeling himself, Pierre opened the door and came up behind the aloof lad. He tapped the prayer-invested youth on the right shoulder. Stepping back as he unintentionally frightened his brother, but the lad stood up and turned to face the intruder. Parsifal was about shoulder height with him. "Are you alright?" Pierre asked usually one to feign concern, yet somehow wanted to know what caused the boy's lamentations. Parsifal looked at him and nodded. He then said in a tender yet broken voice. "Would not expect you to understand what it is to lose your hope for a beautiful future-and wanting to damn the bastard who took it from you." Pierre was startled at first finding out that this boy.... No... An 18-year-old peasant had more inner fire than his gentle exterior implied. "No," Pierre replied knowing he shouldn't give a damn about the boy's lost love, Marie. Unexpectedly a cinder of life returned to his eyes and washed away some of the tragedy that spilled out of his eyes like a swollen river. Pierre reached into his coin purse and handed him an ornate wooden rosary. "Take control of your grief and accept your new life. and be sure to get some sleep." Pierre said this with less indifference even though he often displayed. Parsifal nodded and put it in the leather purse Marie had once gifted him and walked away. Pierre walked back into the initiate quarters and returned to his room. He stripped off his trousers and crawled into bed. Again, he fell asleep almost instantly, yet Parsifal still weighed on his mind. The next morning Pierre woke up as dawn broke and dressed in preparation for his initiate duties. Prior to this, the senior templars reviewed his records (the ones the pope provided), and Pierre was eventually commissioned as a right-hand man in the service of the disgruntled Gawain. As a celebration Pierre went over to the tavern and saw some traveling minstrels. After the performance, he headed back to the temple before his absence would be noticed. Yet he walked over for a quick visit to the bar again almost immediately upon noticing the brunette teen. Pierre walked over to the quietest corner bar pretending to not notice him. Cooly, he ordered a cup of honey-wine and knocked it down. The he nonchalantly pulled out his small leather pocket journal and made a mark in it with a stylus. Before long, the tangle-haired youth seemed to notice his brother. Parsifal walked over to me and sat down at my right-hand side. The farm boy ordered a Godale. He looked up at the somewhat odd initiate with those deep blue eyes that seemed happier than last night. More open-hearted even. Pierre took private pleasure in the fact that possibly he had sparked hope and life back into those innocent eyes. Parsifal also seemed drawn in by the tense and divided aura now on the bearded initiate's face. "Thank you for last night," Parsifal spoke up. Pierre ordered himself a roasted rabbit and a....What do you call it....um... Canell wine. Yes, that was it. "Thank you so much, I owe you a favor in the future." "I just hate seeing a man weep like a woman, no need to thank me...but you are welcome. Guess it was my pleasure." Pierre smiled into the sip he took from his cup. Without warning, he leaned towards Pierre and kissed him swiftly and passionately on the lips. No tongue. just a prolonged kiss on the lips. Parsifal then took his hand and guided him upstairs. To Pierre's confused reluctant shock the peasant led him right to the initiates quarters! Then surprisingly he reached into his pocket and pulled out the key and unlocked the chamber door. To his chagrin, Pierre was living a pauper's existence. The temple had a simple kitchen, toiletries, and bedrooms that had beds Parsifal was likely used to. Once inside he spiritedly walked him over to the bed and teasingly pushed him upon it. Pierre sat the perturbed boy down beside him and Parsifal leaned over to him and kissed Pierre passionately on the lips. Parsifal's tongue pushed against Pierre's and the latter's parted. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. All this time Pierre had been thinking amidst unsettled disgusted fear. Shit, I've fallen in love with this foolish peasant! Parsifal's hand traveled from the spy's left cheek down to the crotch of his trousers where Pierre already had a growing erection. Pierre broke the kiss, expecting to see the boy smiling back as he surprisingly did. But when the spy stared at him, Parsifal only had a half smile. Seeing that, the smile faded from his face. "No," Pierre said. "You're mad with grief. You don't want-you can't want- what I wish of you. No, I am not going to damn us both." At that the blushing peasant began to smile back at him. Parsifal then asked. "Truly, that is the only thing I can think of to repay you. I want to ask if I can sleep with you. Just for tonight to share in your bed. I do not want to be alone. Please, I ask you as a brother." Pierre thought about it for a second, despite the outrage in the very idea, and said "Anything for a brother." Parsifal then went into the bath area and bringing his coin purse with him apparently changed into a linen tunic. Pierre was already stripping down into his braies. Often Pierre slept naked, yet since there was another man in his bed still reeling from a great loss, he decided to sleep in his braies that night, or for how long the naïve peasant would be enticing the deceitful snake in his dreams. Carefully Pierre reached under the mattress and grabbed his bible and got into bed and began to read a recent message from Roland. A few minutes later he returned from the bath with his brother's tunic on and his coin purse in hand. Parsifal laid his purse near his sword and climbed into bed with this still practical stranger. Parsifal inched closer to him and lay on his brother's right shoulder. Pierre read a random passage for about nine minutes. When he thought the boy was asleep Pierre set his bible back in its hiding place and blew out the candle flame. When Pierre turned his head and closed his eyes to sleep, he became aware of a barely audible, muffled sobbing. He soon felt the wet spot on his shoulder. Pierre turned to Parsifal and noticed that his eyes were open, amp, and staring into his own ethereal blue eyes. Pierre on an indecipherable impulse turned towards Parsifal and drew him into a hug that was a cross between love and empathy. Parsifal cried onto his shoulder for about a half an hour before finally falling asleep. Soon after Pierre too fell asleep, partly cursing yet also wonderstruck by what happened. About 7 hours later Pierre, with five minutes before the temple would stir in the middle of an arousing dream. He also had an erection worthy of a mythic hero. Parsifal had his back to Pierre, and the dazed man had an arm around the youth. Instantly he became aware that the other's braies had slipped down around the beauty's waist. Pierre quickly removed his arm fearing that its weight might wake the lad. As he moved his arm, the boy moved also. Parsifal rolled onto his back. Parsifal licked his lips and looked up at him. Pierre looked into his eyes for they were fiery hot with passion tethered lust. Then he spread his legs a little and wantonly whispered to Pierre, "Please take me. I yearn to feel you in me!" In a beat, Pierre then threw the covers aside and pulled Parsifal to the side of the bed. Pierre knelt beside it and got his first look at the lad that he had fallen in love with, nearly drooling over the fine ass. He could already see the moisture that was coming out of the youth's handsome cock. Pierre then buried his face in between the boy's legs. Slowly Pierre ran his tongue up and down the shaft and then finally thrust it into the stunned boy's tight hole. Parsifal groaned and put both his hands behind the head of wavy hair and pushed it harder into his ass. Soon after, he began to near his climax. Parsifal groaned and cried out "AHHHHHHH GOD I SEE THY GLORY!!!" Pierre then felt a flood of warm milk-white seed as it literally drenched his face. He looked up at Parsifal as he smiled down at him, his pale face framed between the peasant's balls. Pierre reached up and pinched one and then sucked the hard nipple of the other into his mouth. Parsifal then began to moan with pleasure as the spy sucked on Parsifal's testicles, both enveloped in each other's euphoria. Parsifal then pulled the latter's head off his crickets and pushed his brother onto the edge of the bed. By now his engorged cock was begging for release as Pierre had just eaten this youth's ass and then sucked his balls, and now the other's penis was begging for attention. Nervous, Parsifal got on his knees and stared in awe at the other's penis and wrapped his strong hand around it and began to stroke it. Parsifal then parted his kissable pouty lips and put the cock head into his mouth. His delectable mouth was warm and soft and obligating as he took the fat dick and sucked on it ravenously. The boy's tongue was playing an important role also, for it was stroking the bottom of Pierre's cock and paying special attention to the key sensitive pulses at the bottom of the head. Pierre soon felt his own climax dawning. He made a deep bullish grunt and began to fire his hot seed into this boy's willing mouth. Parsifal continued to suck until it shrunk up and he became content that he had swallowed all the seed-knowing they had shamed their vows in the act. Parsifal then laid on top of him and looked abjectly into Pierre's eyes. They were a cross between passion, optimism, lust, and avidity. The peasant turned knight kissed me on the lips and then got up and laid on top of the awestruck man and pulled Pierre's head to the center of his chest and whispered, "I think I love you, brother Pierre." "Do you love me as equally as I love you, despite it being a sin?" Pierre replied by saying low enough "I love you enough to endure Hell and not be afraid!" By now his erection was growing and restless for more worship. Parsifal had obviously noticed this because he got up and laid on the bed. Pierre got up and moved in between the lad's legs and rubbed the head of that stone-hard cock up and down Parsifal's crack paying special attention to his manhood. Finally, Pierre just could endure no more. He gave a wanton thrust, the boy gave a small yelp, but was then groaning. Parsifal whispered to him, "Before anyone suspects anything- fuck me in the ass." Teasingly winking at him. Pierre then proceeded in fucking the aspiring knight in his tight ass. Without restraint he was having a soul-draining climax. "NGGGGHHHH LORRDDD I'M ALL YOURS!!!" Grimacing, Pierre then felt the flood of the boy's delicious juices around his now throbbing cock. So, he pulled it out and turned the seething lad on his stomach. Pierre reached around and fingered the lad's ass to get some of Parsifal's seed on his fingers before rubbing them around the tight passage. Pierre pushed the head of his cock up against Parsifal's anal band. Parsifal quickly relaxed to conform with his brother length-knowing it was wrong yet pleasurable. Gradually he inched it in carefully, and abruptly was buried all the way to the keystone. Pierre then began to pump in and out, slowly increasing his speed, until his conscience felt dissipated, as they both began to reach their mutual climax. Parsifal was furiously fondling his ass and dick. The fiend could feel the lad's fingers inside his hole as they were separated by the weakest of defenses. Finally, they both came at the same time, Pierre filled Parsifal's hole up with his thick seed, and the boy's dick spurting his rich juices all over the bed. They both stayed in the same position for two minutes, both trying to catch their breath. With his senses still about him, he pulled out his limp cock and they both arose. Parsifal also got up and they stood in an embrace worthy of Homeric heroes, kissing each other. Pierre broke the kiss and went into the bath and pumped in the water. Parsifal followed him in and stood behind Pierre until they both stepped into the bath together. As they washed each other off, Pierre thought to himself............ 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Date: Sat, 13 May 2023 23:14:06 +0000
From: JamesJenkins4253 <[email protected]>
Subject: Pierre & Parsifal
This standalone story is a work of fiction. It in no way should be
considered as a reflection of actors Bobby Schofield and Joey Batey's
sexuality.
I do not have anything to do with the History Channel period drama series
"Knightfall" nor do I know the actors who played Parsifal (Bobby Schofield)
and Pierre (Joey Batey).
Parsifal was one of my favorite characters in the series and I was
disappointed with his fate towards the end of Season 1 (no spoilers). Plus,
he does not get any attention in the fanfiction community as opposed to
Landry and other male characters. The story is my tribute to him, plus I
found imagining him and Pierre together to be quite hot. Batey I also found
eerily sexy for his portrayal of Edward of Lancaster in `The White Queen"
miniseries too.
This story takes place early in Season 1 where Pierre has a question of his
allegiance while struggling with his attraction to a mournful Parsifal.
The series and all its characters belong to creators Don Handfield and
Richard Rayner. If this story is illegal to read in your area or if you are
not of legal age to read those of this nature, then I ask you to leave this
page.
Thank you.
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
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Pierre & Parsifal
© James Jenkins 2023
Paris, France, 1306.
Gawain glowered over the new position in the Temple that he had been
"bestowed" from the new master and his supposed friend Landry du Lauzon yet
sought to drown his sorrow at the local tavern. He stormed through the
hardly populated street and cast a resentful jealous scowl at anyone who
dared look at him. He walked into the tavern and casually strolled over to
the bar. Once there, he ordered a glass of Honey Mead. He suddenly saw
William De Nogaret, King Phillip IV's counselor- a friend of his walk
in. He sat next to the new temple institute Pierre and ordered a flagon of
ale. They had idle conversation for an hour before he went back to the
temple. An hour and a half later and eight cups of beer, the medium-length
brown-haired knight-in-training sat there just looking at the crowd.
A group of royal soldiers sat chugging the best Italian wine the bar had to
offer. A large boisterous group sat with their eyes barely open, and senses
befuddled because of alcohol. Pierre felt a little drunk himself. In one
corner the disdainful Gawain sat attempting to swoon a beautiful brunette
maid who couldn't have been more that 19 or 20. Soon they left the bar and
headed up to one of the rooms upstairs.
Pierre decided to return to his quarters in the Temple also. The young
papal agent walked over to the entrance where a temple guard was waiting
for verification before the gates were opened. Silently he walked in and
told him with warning "I was here all evening-you never saw me." Warily,
Pierre went up to his room and walked in. He used a torch light and lit a
candle and walked over to his bed. He removed his leather boots quickly
followed his black initiate's robe and trousers. Pierre thought a second
about the fact that he was to be commissioned as a key member of the pope's
circle-should he succeed in helping unseat the templars. So, he quickly
kept a close eye and ear on the door, lest he be heard, and polished the
blade of the dagger he grew accustomed to always wearing.
After all that was complete, Pierre grabbed the bible he secretly used for
hiding messages and sat reading on his bed for about an hour. He secreted
the book beneath the mattress and blew out the candle flame before he laid
down to go to sleep. Pierre fell asleep almost instantly.... yet was barely
conscious of the fact. He had been asleep for barely an hour before hearing
a man's shouting. Pierre ran out to the awning and saw the curly-haired
youth storming towards the staircase with lines of dried tears evident upon
his face. At the same time the Temple Master, Landry, emerged from his
quarters with a look of alarm and concern on his dark-bearded face.
Pierre ran down the stairs because the templars had been on high alert of
late. He bolted outside and into the courtyard that was in full open
view. He heard curious rustling in the stables, and Pierre suspected that
that was where the former farm boy had run too. Intrigued, he peered
through the crack in the door and saw him. Parsifal was on his knees facing
a large crucifix in the stable's heart, praying yet still sniffling. Pierre
stared for this was the first time he had a chance to see the other
newcomer more closely. Parsifal had curly brown hair that was long enough
to reach the top of the ass. He has soft blue eyes that could make ones
heart throb. His body was fit from growing up on a farm and he was not bad
with a sword. Christ, he was striking vision.
Steeling himself, Pierre opened the door and came up behind the aloof
lad. He tapped the prayer-invested youth on the right shoulder. Stepping
back as he unintentionally frightened his brother, but the lad stood up and
turned to face the intruder. Parsifal was about shoulder height with him.
"Are you alright?" Pierre asked usually one to feign concern, yet somehow
wanted to know what caused the boy's lamentations. Parsifal looked at him
and nodded. He then said in a tender yet broken voice. "Would not expect
you to understand what it is to lose your hope for a beautiful future-and
wanting to damn the bastard who took it from you." Pierre was startled at
first finding out that this boy.... No... An 18-year-old peasant had more
inner fire than his gentle exterior implied. "No," Pierre replied knowing
he shouldn't give a damn about the boy's lost love, Marie. Unexpectedly a
cinder of life returned to his eyes and washed away some of the tragedy
that spilled out of his eyes like a swollen river. Pierre reached into his
coin purse and handed him an ornate wooden rosary.
"Take control of your grief and accept your new life. and be sure to get
some sleep." Pierre said this with less indifference even though he often
displayed. Parsifal nodded and put it in the leather purse Marie had once
gifted him and walked away. Pierre walked back into the initiate quarters
and returned to his room. He stripped off his trousers and crawled into
bed. Again, he fell asleep almost instantly, yet Parsifal still weighed on
his mind.
The next morning Pierre woke up as dawn broke and dressed in preparation
for his initiate duties. Prior to this, the senior templars reviewed his
records (the ones the pope provided), and Pierre was eventually
commissioned as a right-hand man in the service of the disgruntled
Gawain. As a celebration Pierre went over to the tavern and saw some
traveling minstrels. After the performance, he headed back to the temple
before his absence would be noticed. Yet he walked over for a quick visit
to the bar again almost immediately upon noticing the brunette teen. Pierre
walked over to the quietest corner bar pretending to not notice him. Cooly,
he ordered a cup of honey-wine and knocked it down. The he nonchalantly
pulled out his small leather pocket journal and made a mark in it with a
stylus.
Before long, the tangle-haired youth seemed to notice his brother. Parsifal
walked over to me and sat down at my right-hand side. The farm boy ordered
a Godale. He looked up at the somewhat odd initiate with those deep blue
eyes that seemed happier than last night. More open-hearted even. Pierre
took private pleasure in the fact that possibly he had sparked hope and
life back into those innocent eyes. Parsifal also seemed drawn in by the
tense and divided aura now on the bearded initiate's face. "Thank you for
last night," Parsifal spoke up. Pierre ordered himself a roasted rabbit
and a....What do you call it....um... Canell wine. Yes, that was it.
"Thank you so much, I owe you a favor in the future."
"I just hate seeing a man weep like a woman, no need to thank me...but you
are welcome. Guess it was my pleasure." Pierre smiled into the sip he took
from his cup. Without warning, he leaned towards Pierre and kissed him
swiftly and passionately on the lips. No tongue. just a prolonged kiss on
the lips. Parsifal then took his hand and guided him upstairs. To Pierre's
confused reluctant shock the peasant led him right to the initiates
quarters! Then surprisingly he reached into his pocket and pulled out the
key and unlocked the chamber door.
To his chagrin, Pierre was living a pauper's existence. The temple had a
simple kitchen, toiletries, and bedrooms that had beds Parsifal was likely
used to. Once inside he spiritedly walked him over to the bed and teasingly
pushed him upon it. Pierre sat the perturbed boy down beside him and
Parsifal leaned over to him and kissed Pierre passionately on the
lips. Parsifal's tongue pushed against Pierre's and the latter's
parted. Their tongues explored each other's mouths. All this time Pierre
had been thinking amidst unsettled disgusted fear. Shit, I've fallen in
love with this foolish peasant! Parsifal's hand traveled from the spy's
left cheek down to the crotch of his trousers where Pierre already had a
growing erection. Pierre broke the kiss, expecting to see the boy smiling
back as he surprisingly did. But when the spy stared at him, Parsifal only
had a half smile. Seeing that, the smile faded from his face. "No," Pierre
said. "You're mad with grief. You don't want-you can't want- what I wish of
you. No, I am not going to damn us both."
At that the blushing peasant began to smile back at him. Parsifal then
asked. "Truly, that is the only thing I can think of to repay you. I want
to ask if I can sleep with you. Just for tonight to share in your bed. I do
not want to be alone. Please, I ask you as a brother." Pierre thought
about it for a second, despite the outrage in the very idea, and said
"Anything for a brother." Parsifal then went into the bath area and
bringing his coin purse with him apparently changed into a linen
tunic. Pierre was already stripping down into his braies. Often Pierre
slept naked, yet since there was another man in his bed still reeling from
a great loss, he decided to sleep in his braies that night, or for how long
the naïve peasant would be enticing the deceitful snake in his
dreams.
Carefully Pierre reached under the mattress and grabbed his bible and got
into bed and began to read a recent message from Roland. A few minutes
later he returned from the bath with his brother's tunic on and his coin
purse in hand. Parsifal laid his purse near his sword and climbed into bed
with this still practical stranger. Parsifal inched closer to him and lay
on his brother's right shoulder. Pierre read a random passage for about
nine minutes. When he thought the boy was asleep Pierre set his bible back
in its hiding place and blew out the candle flame. When Pierre turned his
head and closed his eyes to sleep, he became aware of a barely audible,
muffled sobbing. He soon felt the wet spot on his shoulder. Pierre turned
to Parsifal and noticed that his eyes were open, amp, and staring into his
own ethereal blue eyes.
Pierre on an indecipherable impulse turned towards Parsifal and drew him
into a hug that was a cross between love and empathy. Parsifal cried onto
his shoulder for about a half an hour before finally falling asleep. Soon
after Pierre too fell asleep, partly cursing yet also wonderstruck by what
happened.
About 7 hours later Pierre, with five minutes before the temple would stir
in the middle of an arousing dream. He also had an erection worthy of a
mythic hero. Parsifal had his back to Pierre, and the dazed man had an arm
around the youth. Instantly he became aware that the other's braies had
slipped down around the beauty's waist. Pierre quickly removed his arm
fearing that its weight might wake the lad. As he moved his arm, the boy
moved also. Parsifal rolled onto his back.
Parsifal licked his lips and looked up at him. Pierre looked into his eyes
for they were fiery hot with passion tethered lust. Then he spread his
legs a little and wantonly whispered to Pierre, "Please take me. I yearn to
feel you in me!" In a beat, Pierre then threw the covers aside and pulled
Parsifal to the side of the bed. Pierre knelt beside it and got his first
look at the lad that he had fallen in love with, nearly drooling over the
fine ass. He could already see the moisture that was coming out of the
youth's handsome cock. Pierre then buried his face in between the boy's
legs. Slowly Pierre ran his tongue up and down the shaft and then finally
thrust it into the stunned boy's tight hole. Parsifal groaned and put both
his hands behind the head of wavy hair and pushed it harder into his ass.
Soon after, he began to near his climax. Parsifal groaned and cried out
"AHHHHHHH GOD I SEE THY GLORY!!!" Pierre then felt a flood of warm
milk-white seed as it literally drenched his face. He looked up at Parsifal
as he smiled down at him, his pale face framed between the peasant's
balls. Pierre reached up and pinched one and then sucked the hard nipple of
the other into his mouth. Parsifal then began to moan with pleasure as the
spy sucked on Parsifal's testicles, both enveloped in each other's
euphoria. Parsifal then pulled the latter's head off his crickets and
pushed his brother onto the edge of the bed.
By now his engorged cock was begging for release as Pierre had just eaten
this youth's ass and then sucked his balls, and now the other's penis was
begging for attention. Nervous, Parsifal got on his knees and stared in awe
at the other's penis and wrapped his strong hand around it and began to
stroke it. Parsifal then parted his kissable pouty lips and put the cock
head into his mouth. His delectable mouth was warm and soft and obligating
as he took the fat dick and sucked on it ravenously. The boy's tongue was
playing an important role also, for it was stroking the bottom of Pierre's
cock and paying special attention to the key sensitive pulses at the bottom
of the head.
Pierre soon felt his own climax dawning. He made a deep bullish grunt and
began to fire his hot seed into this boy's willing mouth. Parsifal
continued to suck until it shrunk up and he became content that he had
swallowed all the seed-knowing they had shamed their vows in the act.
Parsifal then laid on top of him and looked abjectly into Pierre's
eyes. They were a cross between passion, optimism, lust, and avidity. The
peasant turned knight kissed me on the lips and then got up and laid on top
of the awestruck man and pulled Pierre's head to the center of his chest
and whispered, "I think I love you, brother Pierre." "Do you love me as
equally as I love you, despite it being a sin?" Pierre replied by saying
low enough "I love you enough to endure Hell and not be afraid!"
By now his erection was growing and restless for more worship. Parsifal had
obviously noticed this because he got up and laid on the bed. Pierre got up
and moved in between the lad's legs and rubbed the head of that stone-hard
cock up and down Parsifal's crack paying special attention to his
manhood. Finally, Pierre just could endure no more. He gave a wanton
thrust, the boy gave a small yelp, but was then groaning. Parsifal
whispered to him, "Before anyone suspects anything- fuck me in the ass."
Teasingly winking at him. Pierre then proceeded in fucking the aspiring
knight in his tight ass.
Without restraint he was having a soul-draining climax. "NGGGGHHHH LORRDDD
I'M ALL YOURS!!!" Grimacing, Pierre then felt the flood of the boy's
delicious juices around his now throbbing cock. So, he pulled it out and
turned the seething lad on his stomach.
Pierre reached around and fingered the lad's ass to get some of Parsifal's
seed on his fingers before rubbing them around the tight passage. Pierre
pushed the head of his cock up against Parsifal's anal band. Parsifal
quickly relaxed to conform with his brother length-knowing it was wrong yet
pleasurable. Gradually he inched it in carefully, and abruptly was buried
all the way to the keystone. Pierre then began to pump in and out, slowly
increasing his speed, until his conscience felt dissipated, as they both
began to reach their mutual climax. Parsifal was furiously fondling his ass
and dick. The fiend could feel the lad's fingers inside his hole as they
were separated by the weakest of defenses.
Finally, they both came at the same time, Pierre filled Parsifal's hole up
with his thick seed, and the boy's dick spurting his rich juices all over
the bed. They both stayed in the same position for two minutes, both trying
to catch their breath. With his senses still about him, he pulled out his
limp cock and they both arose. Parsifal also got up and they stood in an
embrace worthy of Homeric heroes, kissing each other. Pierre broke the kiss
and went into the bath and pumped in the water. Parsifal followed him in
and stood behind Pierre until they both stepped into the bath together.
As they washed each other off, Pierre thought to himself............ I will
have to time and plan our future meetings together very carefully...
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/the-fruits-born-from-new-boundaries | Date: Wed, 05 Apr 2023 11:01:31 -0400 From: James Jenkins Subject: The Fruits Born From New Boundaries Explored WARNING: You must be 18+ to read this and all other Nifty stories. If you are not allowed to read these where you are from or don't like reading stories such as this, please leave now. DISCLAIMER: I have done careful research to be true to the 18th century in which the film "Sleep Hollow" (1999) is set in. The story takes place shortly after the ending of the movie. Also, I do not own the rights of any part of the movie. Credit goes to director Tim Burton and screenwriters Washington Irving, Kevin Yagher, and Andrew Kevin Walker. I don't know the actors Johnny Depp (Ichabod Crane) nor Marc Pickering (Young Masbath) or even their sexual nature. (The standalone story is fictional and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the actors mentioned or any personal knowledge about their lives). Enjoy! Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Questions/Comments: [email protected] The Fruits Born from New Boundaries Explored © James Jenkins 2023 The day is tumultuous, to a degree terrestrial, but nonetheless uncompromising. Ichabod Crane glance at the black hooded wall clock; it seems only a minute goes by each time he looked at the face! Why is time passing as if he were Ulysses in Circe's clutches while he was at work? The constable's office is so loud today with the muted noise of work carried out, quills scratching on paper as voices reply to incoming reports of recent deaths and the ceaseless muffling from the amalgam of conversations that drown out into the encompassing sea of people moving about as a colony of ants. As the academic's focus drifted, Ichabod was brought back to the present. "Hello Mr. constable sir, hello Ichabod, are you listening to me?" the distant faceless voice is speaking to him. I am not to be disturbed while at work the slim 24-year-old thought as at the same time Ichabod replied, "Oh yes hello- clear as day, how can I assist you?" as he dealt with whatever report of unexplained death there is to solve for today. Slowly the witty philosopher looked up to find Young Masbath standing by his desk with a meek smile and brimming with enthusiasm, O that will soar in due time! As a constable Ichabod's also a mentor, another important profession, yet at least he can talk to a person who is without guile as he guides and coaches him-as the youth aspires to move up in the world, and today Young Masbath will be the center of his undivided attention. The pale-skinned unruly-raven haired scholar closed his notebook, and the weight of the pressure lifts away the same as Atlas who bore heaven on his shoulders. As his unread pile of letters decreased, Ichabod point to the private study and lead the way. He opened the door as Young Masbath entered before him. The knowledge-filled room is standard, an oak desk, two chairs and a small, polished blue-cushioned sette and a window looking out onto the New York Street below. An odd room to most-yet it provides one amazing luxury: as Ichabod shut the door, silence followed as with a storm's passing, no footsteps nor loud voices, only chapel sanctified silence, it is sounded proofed for privacy mental tranquility when needed. Young Masbath attempted to speak; Ichabod stopped him before he uttered a word, and he becomes fixed to his chair. The man who faced the Headless Horseman and lived look at his charge, fine black blouse, dark green vest with gold buttons and pocket flats, dark green breeches, white stockings, and dark brown buckled shoes that make a striking statement. He is thirteen but is nearing fourteen, he clearly can take care himself and since their first meeting, Ichabod knew he is somewhat holding in a curious and exploratory zeal. Ichabod started by reading records he took on his academic performance, countless information is collected on their working days, it has everything they do in the office illustrated in diagrams and diagrams and medical effigies. Ichabod had to accentuate to Young Masbath, "It is unwise in taking far too much time pondering the unlikeliest cause from the truth," But he immediately changed tune with how he wants to impress, needs to feel he has succeeded, and really does not like to abandon a case where learned men make wrong conclusions. The evaluation of his performance is nothing too concerning, and they moved to some light-hearted talk, the conversation is heartful, it turns out they even shared some passions beyond the office confines. Spellbound, Ichabod's looking at Young Masbath, and as he is reading the youth's body language intrinsically, he is leaning forward very focused on those shy brown eyes but also looking at the man with a slight melancholy or is the boy merely exposing Ichabod in his mind? Perhaps he is but a young man who is trying to please his master...Interesting, perhaps I can experiment with that I conduct a deeper observation. As the room is muted to distracting sounds one problem is that it gets stifling, in an instant and the coal-dark haired boy is feeling the humidity. As he stands, he trips, misses the table, and falls towards the hardwood floor. Ichabod swiftly reached to grab him as he regains his footing. "Are you alright?" I asked with a fatherly concern in his voice. "Yes, yes sir," the lovely sallow-skinned youth replied. Ichabod proceeded to move to the door to go get help. "No-Ichabod- please give me a moment" he says not wanting to appear helpless before his hero. Ichabod helped Young Masbath to remove his coat, his shirt is tight, and he is rather viscid, so he loosens a few buttons and removes his vest as well. The boy is sitting on the sette more than modest looking up at his confidant, as Ichabod stepped away, he lowered his bottom against the desk. Peering down at Young Masbath. He noted the feeling of being as hot as he is, and thinks it is high time they did something with this physical power needing release... As the boy scrambles for sensibility, he looks up endearingly at the constable. Ichabod sat on the desk now, dark leather boots on what was his chair, more than evident to him what he was about to permit his ward to gaze upon! The buck-toothed teenager looked up towards Ichabod directly into those considerate eyes and said, "I am quite alright, sir." Ichabod voiced a reply, as his gaze fell and centered on the scene, he wanted the boy to see. "I am overly hot in case you were unaware," then Ichabod ever so calculatingly spread his knees apart, the boy is still looking now captivated. "Fear not Young Masbath, I know what you are looking at," Ichabod said to himself. By Providence have I interpreted this correctly? Proceed with courage man, embark on the path to the end, the course of events is all mine to decide-this is going to be my dominion. Coyly licking his lips, Young Masbath maintained focus but nowhere near his mentor's eyes. Ichabod encouraged him with a nod to try and stand, which he showed no reluctance in complying with. The boy is somewhat trepidatious on his feet as he takes a step towards the elder man, those experienced hands stretched out and Ichabod caught the gasping youth around his waist. Ichabod held him there and ever so gingerly pulled his ward towards him, and steadied the boy in front of him as he did Katrina on their wedding day. Absent speech, Ichabod looked into his doe-like eyes now and said, "Would you like to take a closer look Young Masbath?" The boy tries to mouth a word, but nothing comes forth, and Ichabod guided him down, as he backtracked onto the desk a degree further, while pulling his feet up onto the desk entirely. Young Masbath blanched realizing how Ichabod yearned for this lesson to begin. The ivory-white hands are on either side of the youth's long face, the constable could feel the latter's warm cheeks against his thighs, and the pupil continues their clandestine odyssey. Ichabod moved a hand and pulled his shift aside so the boy could see what he wanted him to observe closely, and in his words "Seeks to be impressed." Both are on the path now, and Ichabod bears the confidence of a chess master. Young Masbath's tongue is too swift as first and the faint-hearted man told him to be considerate and keep focus. Eyes half lidded, Ichabod felt the satiny texture and warmth of those full lips on his scrotum the boy's tongue now firmly focused on his cock, while his scrotum's afire. Ichabod drew his hand down the lad's right, reached for his hand, and pushed it downwards to the scrotum, the boy takes the inducement and Ichabod sensed his pupil's fingers on the edge of the gate, strong sweat made it easy for the orphan boy to slide his fingers in deeply. Ichabod gasped and tightened his hole around the tender fingers and the lad violates him with his spears, his tongue proceeding in its quest. In a streak of bravery, Ichabod pushed him back to standing, the boy looked at him with a smile, Ichabod reached for his belt to unfasten it, undo the button, and slide the breaches down, his aide's cock it as expected prepared to join in the venture. Ichabod drew it out as he pushed the youth's shift down to the floor. Reassuringly, Ichabod looked at him and gazed at his companion's cock, well to see his personal care was not limited to the hair on his head. Young Masbath's cock stands among a bush of mangled pubic hair yet bold, and My God- do I see he has grown considerably down there? Ichabod wrapped his hand around it and the youth's unrestrained minimal juices feels warm and syrupy in his grasp. Shuddering, Ichabod pushed his ward's cock back to unveil his unadulterated beauty and revere the pollutions ring adorning his cock. Ichabod moved the boy's cock between his careful fingers, and the lad moaned a shameless sigh. Methodical hands slid around to his bottom and trimmed nails sank in like talons as Ichabod pulled the wide-eyed virgin towards him. Unspoken, Ichabod is somewhat taken aback by his ward's speed, the boy nearly catches him unawares. Slowing his advancement, Ichabod wanted to feel his charge enter him slowly, the cold steel of the pollutions ring is first euphoric reverie then the softness of his anus opens, and Ichabod pulled Young Masbath in. He is hard and Ichabod felt the timid lad slide inside him. The jugum penis is a surprising addition and builds up the feeling as the youth shoves his hard cock deeper into the constable's ass. Ichabod unbuttoned his vest, both nipples needed warm attention, and they can be seen hard and elated through the cotton of his shirt. Ichabod continued to guide him as the boy fucks his ass and now licks gently over both nipples, desperate to let loose. He slid his hand down to his ass, cool fingertips feeling the fleshy lips firmly around the lad's cock, and Ichabod shuddered slightly at the heavenly rush. The constable's manhood is heated and erect, and he began to drive his fingers over himself in a sleek, slow tempo in time to the thrusting of his ward's cock. Having no illusions as Ichabod would not last much longer, and he started to feel the arrival of the humid maelstrom over him, the sordid scent in acting of love defied convention as the beastly aromas permeated through the room. Ichabod refrained as best he could as he enclosed his ass around the young cock again. He felt the boy is nearing the bridge between innocence and manhood, Ichabod wanted to see him fulfill it and pushed the boy out. Quickly sliding his hands over the lulled lad and wank his cock, the boy exploded over him- leaking cum hot on the man's hands. Before his cock could be at ease, Ichabod drew him back into his ass and felt his aide continue to thrust into him. The usual puritanical scientist stroked his cock and then it is his turn to feel the gunpowder rush of climax, his head becomes blurred, muscles tightened, and lasted until his whole body is marble solid. Rosy penis now over sensitive as Ichabod elicited the final crash of his orgasm. He resumed with the feather-soft motions until he succumbed to it as a besieged fort. Constable Crane's anus grasped one last feel of Young Masbath's cock inside before he retreated, and stepped back with just a grin as he stands there before his master. Ichabod knew he is extremely proud to have proven himself. As get dressed no words are exchanges, merely fluttering glances, and smiles. The room is smoky and stained with sex, as they attempt to regain civil decorum before they leave the study, expecting to enter the lively office, however, its empty as everyone has gone home for the evening. They have been in there dancing the kipples for two hours, Ichabod suddenly smiled to himself and then unashamedly announced to the quiet space: "As suspected, time slips by beyond conception, when occupied in having one's corn ground..." | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Wed, 05 Apr 2023 11:01:31 -0400
From: James Jenkins <[email protected]>
Subject: The Fruits Born From New Boundaries Explored
WARNING: You must be 18+ to read this and all other Nifty stories. If you
are not allowed to read these where you are from or don't like reading
stories such as this, please leave now.
DISCLAIMER: I have done careful research to be true to the 18th century in
which the film "Sleep Hollow" (1999) is set in. The story takes place
shortly after the ending of the movie. Also, I do not own the rights of any
part of the movie. Credit goes to director Tim Burton and screenwriters
Washington Irving, Kevin Yagher, and Andrew Kevin Walker. I don't know the
actors Johnny Depp (Ichabod Crane) nor Marc Pickering (Young Masbath) or
even their sexual nature. (The standalone story is fictional and is not
intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the actors mentioned
or any personal knowledge about their lives).
Enjoy!
Please support Nifty to keep these stories coming:
http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Questions/Comments: [email protected]
The Fruits Born from New Boundaries Explored
© James Jenkins 2023
The day is tumultuous, to a degree terrestrial, but nonetheless
uncompromising. Ichabod Crane glance at the black hooded wall clock; it
seems only a minute goes by each time he looked at the face! Why is time
passing as if he were Ulysses in Circe's clutches while he was at work?
The constable's office is so loud today with the muted noise of work
carried out, quills scratching on paper as voices reply to incoming reports
of recent deaths and the ceaseless muffling from the amalgam of
conversations that drown out into the encompassing sea of people moving
about as a colony of ants.
As the academic's focus drifted, Ichabod was brought back to the
present. "Hello Mr. constable sir, hello Ichabod, are you listening to me?"
the distant faceless voice is speaking to him.
I am not to be disturbed while at work the slim 24-year-old thought as at
the same time Ichabod replied, "Oh yes hello- clear as day, how can I
assist you?" as he dealt with whatever report of unexplained death there is
to solve for today.
Slowly the witty philosopher looked up to find Young Masbath standing by
his desk with a meek smile and brimming with enthusiasm, O that will soar
in due time! As a constable Ichabod's also a mentor, another important
profession, yet at least he can talk to a person who is without guile as he
guides and coaches him-as the youth aspires to move up in the world, and
today Young Masbath will be the center of his undivided attention.
The pale-skinned unruly-raven haired scholar closed his notebook, and the
weight of the pressure lifts away the same as Atlas who bore heaven on his
shoulders. As his unread pile of letters decreased, Ichabod point to the
private study and lead the way. He opened the door as Young Masbath entered
before him. The knowledge-filled room is standard, an oak desk, two chairs
and a small, polished blue-cushioned sette and a window looking out onto
the New York Street below. An odd room to most-yet it provides one amazing
luxury: as Ichabod shut the door, silence followed as with a storm's
passing, no footsteps nor loud voices, only chapel sanctified silence, it
is sounded proofed for privacy mental tranquility when needed.
Young Masbath attempted to speak; Ichabod stopped him before he uttered a
word, and he becomes fixed to his chair. The man who faced the Headless
Horseman and lived look at his charge, fine black blouse, dark green vest
with gold buttons and pocket flats, dark green breeches, white stockings,
and dark brown buckled shoes that make a striking statement. He is thirteen
but is nearing fourteen, he clearly can take care himself and since their
first meeting, Ichabod knew he is somewhat holding in a curious and
exploratory zeal.
Ichabod started by reading records he took on his academic performance,
countless information is collected on their working days, it has everything
they do in the office illustrated in diagrams and diagrams and medical
effigies.
Ichabod had to accentuate to Young Masbath, "It is unwise in taking far too
much time pondering the unlikeliest cause from the truth," But he
immediately changed tune with how he wants to impress, needs to feel he has
succeeded, and really does not like to abandon a case where learned men
make wrong conclusions.
The evaluation of his performance is nothing too concerning, and they moved
to some light-hearted talk, the conversation is heartful, it turns out they
even shared some passions beyond the office confines.
Spellbound, Ichabod's looking at Young Masbath, and as he is reading the
youth's body language intrinsically, he is leaning forward very focused on
those shy brown eyes but also looking at the man with a slight melancholy
or is the boy merely exposing Ichabod in his mind? Perhaps he is but a
young man who is trying to please his master...Interesting, perhaps I can
experiment with that I conduct a deeper observation.
As the room is muted to distracting sounds one problem is that it gets
stifling, in an instant and the coal-dark haired boy is feeling the
humidity. As he stands, he trips, misses the table, and falls towards the
hardwood floor.
Ichabod swiftly reached to grab him as he regains his footing. "Are you
alright?" I asked with a fatherly concern in his voice.
"Yes, yes sir," the lovely sallow-skinned youth replied. Ichabod proceeded
to move to the door to go get help. "No-Ichabod- please give me a moment"
he says not wanting to appear helpless before his hero.
Ichabod helped Young Masbath to remove his coat, his shirt is tight, and he
is rather viscid, so he loosens a few buttons and removes his vest as well.
The boy is sitting on the sette more than modest looking up at his
confidant, as Ichabod stepped away, he lowered his bottom against the
desk. Peering down at Young Masbath. He noted the feeling of being as hot
as he is, and thinks it is high time they did something with this physical
power needing release...
As the boy scrambles for sensibility, he looks up endearingly at the
constable. Ichabod sat on the desk now, dark leather boots on what was his
chair, more than evident to him what he was about to permit his ward to
gaze upon!
The buck-toothed teenager looked up towards Ichabod directly into those
considerate eyes and said, "I am quite alright, sir."
Ichabod voiced a reply, as his gaze fell and centered on the scene, he
wanted the boy to see. "I am overly hot in case you were unaware," then
Ichabod ever so calculatingly spread his knees apart, the boy is still
looking now captivated.
"Fear not Young Masbath, I know what you are looking at," Ichabod said to
himself. By Providence have I interpreted this correctly? Proceed with
courage man, embark on the path to the end, the course of events is all
mine to decide-this is going to be my dominion.
Coyly licking his lips, Young Masbath maintained focus but nowhere near his
mentor's eyes. Ichabod encouraged him with a nod to try and stand, which he
showed no reluctance in complying with. The boy is somewhat trepidatious on
his feet as he takes a step towards the elder man, those experienced hands
stretched out and Ichabod caught the gasping youth around his
waist. Ichabod held him there and ever so gingerly pulled his ward towards
him, and steadied the boy in front of him as he did Katrina on their
wedding day.
Absent speech, Ichabod looked into his doe-like eyes now and said, "Would
you like to take a closer look Young Masbath?"
The boy tries to mouth a word, but nothing comes forth, and Ichabod guided
him down, as he backtracked onto the desk a degree further, while pulling
his feet up onto the desk entirely. Young Masbath blanched realizing how
Ichabod yearned for this lesson to begin. The ivory-white hands are on
either side of the youth's long face, the constable could feel the latter's
warm cheeks against his thighs, and the pupil continues their clandestine
odyssey.
Ichabod moved a hand and pulled his shift aside so the boy could see what
he wanted him to observe closely, and in his words "Seeks to be impressed."
Both are on the path now, and Ichabod bears the confidence of a chess
master. Young Masbath's tongue is too swift as first and the faint-hearted
man told him to be considerate and keep focus. Eyes half lidded, Ichabod
felt the satiny texture and warmth of those full lips on his scrotum the
boy's tongue now firmly focused on his cock, while his scrotum's
afire. Ichabod drew his hand down the lad's right, reached for his hand,
and pushed it downwards to the scrotum, the boy takes the inducement and
Ichabod sensed his pupil's fingers on the edge of the gate, strong sweat
made it easy for the orphan boy to slide his fingers in deeply. Ichabod
gasped and tightened his hole around the tender fingers and the lad
violates him with his spears, his tongue proceeding in its quest.
In a streak of bravery, Ichabod pushed him back to standing, the boy looked
at him with a smile, Ichabod reached for his belt to unfasten it, undo the
button, and slide the breaches down, his aide's cock it as expected
prepared to join in the venture. Ichabod drew it out as he pushed the
youth's shift down to the floor. Reassuringly, Ichabod looked at him and
gazed at his companion's cock, well to see his personal care was not
limited to the hair on his head.
Young Masbath's cock stands among a bush of mangled pubic hair yet bold,
and My God- do I see he has grown considerably down there? Ichabod wrapped
his hand around it and the youth's unrestrained minimal juices feels warm
and syrupy in his grasp. Shuddering, Ichabod pushed his ward's cock back to
unveil his unadulterated beauty and revere the pollutions ring adorning his
cock. Ichabod moved the boy's cock between his careful fingers, and the lad
moaned a shameless sigh. Methodical hands slid around to his bottom and
trimmed nails sank in like talons as Ichabod pulled the wide-eyed virgin
towards him.
Unspoken, Ichabod is somewhat taken aback by his ward's speed, the boy
nearly catches him unawares. Slowing his advancement, Ichabod wanted to
feel his charge enter him slowly, the cold steel of the pollutions ring is
first euphoric reverie then the softness of his anus opens, and Ichabod
pulled Young Masbath in. He is hard and Ichabod felt the timid lad slide
inside him. The jugum penis is a surprising addition and builds up the
feeling as the youth shoves his hard cock deeper into the constable's
ass. Ichabod unbuttoned his vest, both nipples needed warm attention, and
they can be seen hard and elated through the cotton of his shirt. Ichabod
continued to guide him as the boy fucks his ass and now licks gently over
both nipples, desperate to let loose. He slid his hand down to his ass,
cool fingertips feeling the fleshy lips firmly around the lad's cock, and
Ichabod shuddered slightly at the heavenly rush. The constable's manhood is
heated and erect, and he began to drive his fingers over himself in a
sleek, slow tempo in time to the thrusting of his ward's cock.
Having no illusions as Ichabod would not last much longer, and he started
to feel the arrival of the humid maelstrom over him, the sordid scent in
acting of love defied convention as the beastly aromas permeated through
the room. Ichabod refrained as best he could as he enclosed his ass around
the young cock again. He felt the boy is nearing the bridge between
innocence and manhood, Ichabod wanted to see him fulfill it and pushed the
boy out. Quickly sliding his hands over the lulled lad and wank his cock,
the boy exploded over him- leaking cum hot on the man's hands. Before his
cock could be at ease, Ichabod drew him back into his ass and felt his aide
continue to thrust into him. The usual puritanical scientist stroked his
cock and then it is his turn to feel the gunpowder rush of climax, his head
becomes blurred, muscles tightened, and lasted until his whole body is
marble solid. Rosy penis now over sensitive as Ichabod elicited the final
crash of his orgasm. He resumed with the feather-soft motions until he
succumbed to it as a besieged fort. Constable Crane's anus grasped one last
feel of Young Masbath's cock inside before he retreated, and stepped back
with just a grin as he stands there before his master. Ichabod knew he is
extremely proud to have proven himself.
As get dressed no words are exchanges, merely fluttering glances, and
smiles. The room is smoky and stained with sex, as they attempt to regain
civil decorum before they leave the study, expecting to enter the lively
office, however, its empty as everyone has gone home for the evening.
They have been in there dancing the kipples for two hours, Ichabod suddenly
smiled to himself and then unashamedly announced to the quiet space: "As
suspected, time slips by beyond conception, when occupied in having one's
corn ground..."
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/dex-gets-ganged-up | Date: Sun, 14 May 2023 21:33:51 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Dex Gets Ganged Up This is a fanfiction story with the character Dex Heller (Evan Hofer). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL ********************************* Dex Heller is heading to Josselyn. He plans to spend the day and night with her. Out of nowhere, he suddenly gets grabbed by a set of hands. He gets thrown into a van. "What the fuck?! Let me go!" He demands but gets blindfolded and a ball gag suddenly in his mouth. Dex is brought to a warehouse. In a room stands a sawhorse where Dex gets bent over. While he tries to mumble to make his captor stop, he gets stripped down. Dex feels more hands suddenly stripping him down. His ripped body gets exposed and felt up by the 4 men who get him undressed. Dex his pants and underwear are taken off over his shoes and socks that the men remain on Dex. The men bend Dex over the saw horse and strap him down on it. Dex's hole is now exposed for the men to do whatever they want to it. While Dex tries to struggle to get himself free from the ropes around his wrists, he suddenly feels his ass cheeks getting spread. A tongue reaches Dex his rosebutt and starts to lick at it. Shivers run over Dex's back. He feels that wet tongue making his rosebutt wet. The man rimming Dex gives him a hard slap against his ass. The sound of Dex's ass being slapped echoes through the empty room. It is so loud that it might be heard from miles away. Dex yelps from the slap. The men switch so everyone gets a turn to rim Dex's rosebutt. Several slaps are hit at Dex's ass, making him ready for what the men want to do to him. Dex suddenly feels one of the men grabbing his dick and strokes it. In the man's hand, Dex's dick starts to get hard. He can't understand why he's getting hard to the whole feeling. His mind rejects this feeling, but his body shows that he's enjoying this. "Yeah boy. Get hard for us." One man said. Dex could hear that the voice is probably the one who is jerking his cock. Dex's dick gets rock hard. While Dex gets stroked, the other men undress and stroke their hard dicks as well. One of the three men stands aside, walks over to Dex and grabs Dex's head. He pulls the ball gag away from Dex. "Don't you dare to bite me." The man warns and pushes his dick up in Dex's mouth to suck on it. Dex is forced to deepthroat the stranger's dick. The two men at the sideline stroke their dicks while they watch how Dex deepthroats 1 of them and the other stroking Dex. The one stroking Dex stops and looks at Dex's hard dick. "That's better." He says and starts to strip down as well. The man whose cock is getting sucked grabs Dex by his chest, making him stop sucking him and inflicting pain to the young man. "Time to get that ass fucked boy!" Dex starts to freak out while the man lets go of him and walks around Dex. The man presents his dick at Dex's ass while another guy gets in front of Dex to also get his dick deep throated by Dex. The 2 men count down together. "Three..." "Two..." "One..." At the count of one, Dex gets deepthroated and fucked at the same time at both ends. Dex his whole body flexes while getting at both ends a dick inside him. His mouth starts to drool as his throat gets choked by a raging cock. Both men starts to fuck at both ends they are standing on. The other two men watch and stroke their dicks, waiting for their turn on Dex. Dex tries his best to take the 2 dicks he gets at both ends while still being tied up over the sawhorse. Somehow, it keeps Dex hard while he feels his asshole being stretched more and more by getting dicked for the first time. Dex feels the man who fucks him grabbing hold of his shoulders and starts to plow his insides. While Dex tries to scream, but instead gags because of a dick inside his mouth. While he gets fucked, the vibration of the muffled screams make the man who face fucks him moan out of intense pleasure. Dex gives the best sensation to both men just where he was picked out for. The man fucking Dex's ass slaps Dex's ass while he continues ramming that ass hard and deep. To Dex's surprise, his dick starts to leak pre-cum. "I'm gonna fill you up, boy!" The man who fucks his ass said. Then Dex feels a warm feeling and hears the man moan loudly while the man tenses up. The man almost falls on top of Dex by cumming hard inside that ass. "Now it's my turn!" The man says who face fucked Dex. A loud plop sound is heard with the man coming out of Dex his ass. The other guy gets behind Dex and gets his dick up inside Dex. Dex finally gets to breathe for a short while. A cock is placed inside his ass again. It's much bigger and thicker than the previous one. "Aaaarggh!!!" Dex growls by the feeling of that dick coming inside him. Then, to Dex's surprise, the third guy grabs his head and makes him suck his dick. Again, Dex gets taken at both ends. Dex feels that dick up his ass hitting spots that start to feel pleasurable. The pleasure causes Dex's dick to leak more pre-cum. Dex can't believe he's starting to enjoy this somehow. Both ends of Dex get taken by big dicks. The men have fun with Dex, enjoying their dicks inside him. It wasn't long for the second guy to cum inside Dex. Dex feels his ass filling up for the second time. Dex notices the men switching. The dicks getting out of his mouth and ass. The last guy gets infront of Dex and the other gets behind Dex. Dex feeling that this last guy making him suck has a much thicker and bigger dick than the others. Another dick gets up inside Dex's ass. This time, to Dex's surprise, it feels more pleasurable. "He's really enjoying it, guys. That ass is glancing around my dick." The first man said out loud. He gives Dex's dick a few slaps and then strokes it. The 2 guys who already fucked Dex laugh and stroke their dicks that are hard again. Dex gets taken again at both ends. He gets that dick deep in his mouth to deepthroat it. The man fuckin Dex's ass starts to fuck him harder than the others have. To Dex's surprise, he suddenly cums. 7 big spurts of cum landing on the floor underneath the sawhorse where Dex is tied up on. "Wow look at that cum that comes out of that, boy." One guy mentions. His hand is covered in Dex's sperm. He licks it and says, "That's a delicious one, boy." "Damn you're a real stallion boy." The third guy, who's currently fucking Dex, says and gives a hard slap on Dex's ass while he continues fucking him. Dex feels the man continuing to fuck him. His dick stays hard. He's so confused why this feels so pleasurable and how he could cum handsfree like that. Because of the hard group fuck, sweat drenches up his whole body. "Yeah boy, take our dicks." The man who Dex is currently sucking, said. Then the man fucking Dex tenses up and Dex feels himself being filled up for the 3rd time. "Now it will be mine turn to fuck you." The man teases who Dex was sucking. The man rubs his wet dick against Dex his cheek. "Ready to get fucked some more?" "Do it man!" Dex says. "I want your big hard cock in me." The three spent men cheer hearing Dex being so willingly to get fucked for the 4th time. There is no dick for Dex left to suck. Only 1 more dick to go up his ass. It's the biggest one so far of the 4 men. A thick hard and long dick being pushed up inside Dex his ass. "Aaaarrghhh..." Dex growls feeling that huge dick coming inside him. "Oh yessss!" "Ready to be fucked good?" The man asks when he has his entire dick inside Dex. "Yeah man! Do it! Fuck my ass with the monster dick of yours!" Dex replies. The other 3 men who fucked Dex come closer and stroke their dicks above Dex's back. Dex moans loudly while being fucked by the fourth guy and his huge dick. Again Dex is rock hard and again he feels the right spots hitting inside him. The three men standing around Dex stroke their dicks, almost close to cum above Dex. The second guy who fucked him had the urge to suck Dex's cock. "Oh fuck! Oh shit! It feels so fucking good!" Dex screamed in pleasure. The fourth guy who fucks Dex hits Dex's prostate a few times and Dex shoots another load on the floor. "I'm gonna fucking cum!" Another big load of 5 spurts of thick white cum. Dex catches his breath. He can't believe that happened again. The moaning and cumming again brings one of the 3 guys to cum on Dex. Right after another guy cums. Meanwhile, Dex feels the guy fucking him continuing. "Please cum." Dex says. "I will fill you up well boy. Don't worry." The guy promises and gives Dex a few more thrusts. The 3rd guy cums on Dex. Sperm of the 3 guys mixed over Dex's back and started to drip off of Dex on the floor. The guy who fucked Dex finally reaches his point and cums inside him as well. Dex gets freed from the sawhorse, still blindfolded and gets kissed by the guy who came last inside him. Meanwhile, the other men got dressed and held the guy's clothes. "Hope you enjoyed the fucking stud?" "Did you?" "I did." Dex confesses. "Good." The man replies and kisses Dex passionately before he pushes Dex off and runs after his friends. Dex removes his blindfold but too late to see who the men were that gave him an exciting hot sex session. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 14 May 2023 21:33:51 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Dex Gets Ganged Up
This is a fanfiction story with the character Dex Heller (Evan Hofer).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © ABC GENERAL HOSPITAL
*********************************
Dex Heller is heading to Josselyn. He plans to spend the day and night with
her. Out of nowhere, he suddenly gets grabbed by a set of hands. He gets
thrown into a van.
"What the fuck?! Let me go!" He demands but gets blindfolded and a ball gag
suddenly in his mouth.
Dex is brought to a warehouse. In a room stands a sawhorse where Dex gets
bent over.
While he tries to mumble to make his captor stop, he gets stripped down.
Dex feels more hands suddenly stripping him down.
His ripped body gets exposed and felt up by the 4 men who get him
undressed.
Dex his pants and underwear are taken off over his shoes and socks that the
men remain on Dex.
The men bend Dex over the saw horse and strap him down on it.
Dex's hole is now exposed for the men to do whatever they want to it.
While Dex tries to struggle to get himself free from the ropes around his
wrists, he suddenly feels his ass cheeks getting spread.
A tongue reaches Dex his rosebutt and starts to lick at it.
Shivers run over Dex's back. He feels that wet tongue making his rosebutt
wet.
The man rimming Dex gives him a hard slap against his ass.
The sound of Dex's ass being slapped echoes through the empty room. It is
so loud that it might be heard from miles away.
Dex yelps from the slap.
The men switch so everyone gets a turn to rim Dex's rosebutt.
Several slaps are hit at Dex's ass, making him ready for what the men want
to do to him.
Dex suddenly feels one of the men grabbing his dick and strokes it.
In the man's hand, Dex's dick starts to get hard. He can't understand why
he's getting hard to the whole feeling. His mind rejects this feeling, but
his body shows that he's enjoying this.
"Yeah boy. Get hard for us." One man said. Dex could hear that the voice is
probably the one who is jerking his cock.
Dex's dick gets rock hard.
While Dex gets stroked, the other men undress and stroke their hard dicks
as well.
One of the three men stands aside, walks over to Dex and grabs Dex's
head. He pulls the ball gag away from Dex. "Don't you dare to bite me." The
man warns and pushes his dick up in Dex's mouth to suck on it.
Dex is forced to deepthroat the stranger's dick.
The two men at the sideline stroke their dicks while they watch how Dex
deepthroats 1 of them and the other stroking Dex.
The one stroking Dex stops and looks at Dex's hard dick. "That's better."
He says and starts to strip down as well.
The man whose cock is getting sucked grabs Dex by his chest, making him
stop sucking him and inflicting pain to the young man. "Time to get that
ass fucked boy!"
Dex starts to freak out while the man lets go of him and walks around Dex.
The man presents his dick at Dex's ass while another guy gets in front of
Dex to also get his dick deep throated by Dex.
The 2 men count down together.
"Three..."
"Two..."
"One..."
At the count of one, Dex gets deepthroated and fucked at the same time at
both ends.
Dex his whole body flexes while getting at both ends a dick inside him. His
mouth starts to drool as his throat gets choked by a raging cock.
Both men starts to fuck at both ends they are standing on.
The other two men watch and stroke their dicks, waiting for their turn on
Dex.
Dex tries his best to take the 2 dicks he gets at both ends while still
being tied up over the sawhorse.
Somehow, it keeps Dex hard while he feels his asshole being stretched more
and more by getting dicked for the first time.
Dex feels the man who fucks him grabbing hold of his shoulders and starts
to plow his insides.
While Dex tries to scream, but instead gags because of a dick inside his
mouth. While he gets fucked, the vibration of the muffled screams make the
man who face fucks him moan out of intense pleasure.
Dex gives the best sensation to both men just where he was picked out for.
The man fucking Dex's ass slaps Dex's ass while he continues ramming that
ass hard and deep.
To Dex's surprise, his dick starts to leak pre-cum.
"I'm gonna fill you up, boy!" The man who fucks his ass said.
Then Dex feels a warm feeling and hears the man moan loudly while the man
tenses up.
The man almost falls on top of Dex by cumming hard inside that ass.
"Now it's my turn!" The man says who face fucked Dex.
A loud plop sound is heard with the man coming out of Dex his ass.
The other guy gets behind Dex and gets his dick up inside Dex. Dex finally
gets to breathe for a short while. A cock is placed inside his ass
again. It's much bigger and thicker than the previous one.
"Aaaarggh!!!" Dex growls by the feeling of that dick coming inside him.
Then, to Dex's surprise, the third guy grabs his head and makes him suck
his dick.
Again, Dex gets taken at both ends.
Dex feels that dick up his ass hitting spots that start to feel
pleasurable.
The pleasure causes Dex's dick to leak more pre-cum.
Dex can't believe he's starting to enjoy this somehow.
Both ends of Dex get taken by big dicks.
The men have fun with Dex, enjoying their dicks inside him.
It wasn't long for the second guy to cum inside Dex.
Dex feels his ass filling up for the second time.
Dex notices the men switching. The dicks getting out of his mouth and ass.
The last guy gets infront of Dex and the other gets behind Dex.
Dex feeling that this last guy making him suck has a much thicker and
bigger dick than the others.
Another dick gets up inside Dex's ass.
This time, to Dex's surprise, it feels more pleasurable.
"He's really enjoying it, guys. That ass is glancing around my dick." The
first man said out loud. He gives Dex's dick a few slaps and then strokes
it.
The 2 guys who already fucked Dex laugh and stroke their dicks that are
hard again.
Dex gets taken again at both ends. He gets that dick deep in his mouth to
deepthroat it.
The man fuckin Dex's ass starts to fuck him harder than the others have.
To Dex's surprise, he suddenly cums. 7 big spurts of cum landing on the
floor underneath the sawhorse where Dex is tied up on.
"Wow look at that cum that comes out of that, boy." One guy mentions. His
hand is covered in Dex's sperm. He licks it and says, "That's a delicious
one, boy."
"Damn you're a real stallion boy." The third guy, who's currently fucking
Dex, says and gives a hard slap on Dex's ass while he continues fucking
him.
Dex feels the man continuing to fuck him. His dick stays hard. He's so
confused why this feels so pleasurable and how he could cum handsfree like
that.
Because of the hard group fuck, sweat drenches up his whole body.
"Yeah boy, take our dicks." The man who Dex is currently sucking, said.
Then the man fucking Dex tenses up and Dex feels himself being filled up
for the 3rd time.
"Now it will be mine turn to fuck you." The man teases who Dex was sucking.
The man rubs his wet dick against Dex his cheek. "Ready to get fucked some
more?"
"Do it man!" Dex says. "I want your big hard cock in me."
The three spent men cheer hearing Dex being so willingly to get fucked for
the 4th time.
There is no dick for Dex left to suck. Only 1 more dick to go up his
ass. It's the biggest one so far of the 4 men. A thick hard and long dick
being pushed up inside Dex his ass.
"Aaaarrghhh..." Dex growls feeling that huge dick coming inside him. "Oh
yessss!"
"Ready to be fucked good?" The man asks when he has his entire dick inside
Dex.
"Yeah man! Do it! Fuck my ass with the monster dick of yours!" Dex replies.
The other 3 men who fucked Dex come closer and stroke their dicks above
Dex's back.
Dex moans loudly while being fucked by the fourth guy and his huge dick.
Again Dex is rock hard and again he feels the right spots hitting inside
him.
The three men standing around Dex stroke their dicks, almost close to cum
above Dex. The second guy who fucked him had the urge to suck Dex's cock.
"Oh fuck! Oh shit! It feels so fucking good!" Dex screamed in pleasure. The
fourth guy who fucks Dex hits Dex's prostate a few times and Dex shoots
another load on the floor. "I'm gonna fucking cum!" Another big load of 5
spurts of thick white cum.
Dex catches his breath. He can't believe that happened again.
The moaning and cumming again brings one of the 3 guys to cum on Dex.
Right after another guy cums.
Meanwhile, Dex feels the guy fucking him continuing.
"Please cum." Dex says.
"I will fill you up well boy. Don't worry." The guy promises and gives Dex
a few more thrusts.
The 3rd guy cums on Dex.
Sperm of the 3 guys mixed over Dex's back and started to drip off of Dex on
the floor.
The guy who fucked Dex finally reaches his point and cums inside him as
well.
Dex gets freed from the sawhorse, still blindfolded and gets kissed by the
guy who came last inside him.
Meanwhile, the other men got dressed and held the guy's clothes.
"Hope you enjoyed the fucking stud?"
"Did you?"
"I did." Dex confesses.
"Good." The man replies and kisses Dex passionately before he pushes Dex
off and runs after his friends.
Dex removes his blindfold but too late to see who the men were that gave
him an exciting hot sex session.
*********************************
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<[email protected]>
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https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/paul-and-bradys-do-over | Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2023 20:33:12 +0000 From: Sven Benters Subject: Paul & Brady's Do Over This is a fanfiction story with the characters Paul Narita (Christopher Sean) and Brady Black (Eric Martsolf). This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just fiction. Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES *Warning this story involved incest!* ********************************* Brady Black just arrived home after a workday. He goes to his room at his dad's apartment. He undresses himself and walks towards the bathroom. Brady is unaware that Paul has walked into his room. Paul peaks into the bathroom seeing Brady's firm ass. Paul thinks back to a few days ago how he and Brady ended up in bed together. He felt like they were under some spell but did enjoy how it enfolded between him and Brady and how Brady fucked him. "Paul?" Brady suddenly says. Paul snaps out of his memory how Brady fucked him and now sees Brady standing in a towel in the dooropening of the bathroom. "What are you doing here?" Brady asks. Paul can't get his eyes off of his big brother and his masculine body. Then Paul walks over to Brady. Brady raises an eyebrow, finding Paul acting strangely. Out of the blue Paul reaches his hands out to lay them on Brady's pecs to feel them up. Brady pushes with one arm Paul's hands off. "Hey man. What the hell?" "Sorry man, since our encounter the other day being that close I can't get my thoughts off of it or you." Paul explains. Brady can't believe what Paul is saying. Paul keeps oggeling at Brady's masculine body. Brady feels uncomfortable with Paul, his brother, feeling his pecs up. When Brady wants to take a step back Paul grabs Brady's towel and removes it. Brady stands buck naked in front of Paul. "Paul, what are you doing?" Brady says shocked. "The last time I was drunk but I like to give it a do over to remember everything and every inch." Paul teases looking at Brady's rather large dick. "No way! That one time was something that should have never happened. We can't do it a second time!" Brady makes clear to Paul. "No one has to find out." Paul says and grabs Brady's dick in his hand and strokes it. Brady jumps up by the grip of Paul's hand around his dick. "Paul, I--" "We shouldn't!" Brady can only say while Paul strokes Brady's dick. How much Brady does his best, he can't control his dick and it gets hard in Paul's hand. "It wants attention." Paul teases. Brady is frozen. He doesn't know what to do. Paul knows exactly what he wants to do and drops to his knees to start sucking Brady's dick. Brady, who is pressed against the doorpost of the bathroomdoor can't go anywhere if he wanted to. Paul gives Brady a professional blowjob. Brady moans to the feeling of his dick being sucked. He forgets all about being sucked by his brother and lets Paul do what he's doing. "Oh fuck!" Brady says out loud feeling his dick being rock hard. Paul stops sucking and gives Brady's dick a few strokes. "I want you to fuck me with that big dick of yours." Paul confesses and stands up to face Brady. Brady is stunned. He isn't sure if he can do this to his brother. Paul strips down in front of Brady. Brady can't believe Paul is getting him into this, again! Paul stands naked in front of his big brother. "Fuck me big brother!" Paul says and walks over to the bed to get on his hands and knees to present his ass to his brother. Brady looks at how Paul teasingly wiggles his ass for him to fuck. He looks down at his hard dick who he can't control anymore to soften. He then decides to walk over to Paul. "So you want to get fucked huh?" He asks, slapping at Paul's ass. "Fuck yeah man." Paul admits. Brady spreads Paul's ass cheeks and spits at Paul's hole. Shivers run over Paul's back by feeling his hole getting spit by his brother. After a few times spitting at it, Brady spits on his dick and gets it at Paul's ass. "Here it comes!" He says before pushing his dick up inside Paul's willing ass. "Mmmm fuck yeah" Paul moans feeling his big brother's dick coming inside him again. This time Paul experiences everything much better not being drunk. Brady reaches up to the base and starts to fuck Paul. Knowing this time fully well what he's doing, it doesn't prevent Brady from coming to town on Paul's ass. Paul moans intensely, taking Brady's big dick that hits the right spots. Brady is so horny by now that he takes up a hard pace on his brother's ass. Like a dog in heath Paul takes Brady's dick. Paul manages to lift his upper body to push his back against Brady's body, feeling those pecs press against his back. He reaches his hand back to have Brady close to him. "Keep fucking me brother." Somehow Brady feels the urge to reach his arms around Paul feeling his body up with his hands while fucking him. "Mmmm yeah, fucking take me." Paul says. The 2 brothers get lost in the lust they are experiencing with each other. Paul looks over his shoulder at his brother and they suddenly kiss. Lost in their lust they kiss and continue their fuck. Paul wants to experience Brady fully and pushes himself off of Brady's dick. Brady doesn't understand what Paul does but then sees his brother lay down on his back and spread his legs. "Fuck me!" Paul says. Brady so into it smiles and happily gets his dick back inside Paul. Paul feels that dick back inside him, making him feel the satisfaction of being full. "Fuck yeah, fuck me good." Paul says. Brady grabs Paul's legs and starts to fuck Paul again. Paul feels that dick pumping inside him and starts to stroke his own dick. Sweat covers both men their bodies while they continue their intense fucking. Paul's strokes his hard dick. He's in complete heaven feeling his brother's big dick thrusting up inside him while he strokes. Brady can't hold it any longer and shoots his load inside Paul. "FUUUCCKKK!!" Brady screams while he moans loudly to it. "Sorry man that I came without warning." Brady says and drops next to Paul. "No worries. That was just so amazing." Paul admits and continues stroking, turning himself towards Brady. "What are you doing?" Brady says surprised seeing how close Paul hangs over him. "I want to cum on you." "Uhm, okay I guess?" Brady replies with a frown on his face. Paul gets on his knees and strokes himself above Brady's body. Brady finds it weird but guesses he could let Paul do that as making up for no warning to cum inside Paul. Paul looks at Brady's hot masculine body, turning him on so much. Then after a few more strokes Paul spurts 4 spurts of white cum on Brady's abs. "FUUUCKKKK!!" Paul screams and moans to it all. Brady lays on the bed looking up at his brother who catches his breath. Paul lays himself next to Brady and rubs his hands over Brady's body. "You're so fucking hot!" Brady finds it awkward laying naked with his brother and stands up. "What are you doing?" Paul asks. "I have to shower and meet up with someone." Brady says quickly and runs into the bathroom. Paul figures Brady still finds it all awkward but he's okay with it. He is satisfied for now and knows Brady was as well even though his brother doesn't want to admit it. ********************************* If you enjoyed the story or have a request please send me a message For more stories from me, visit https://www.facebook.com/groups/480903845719867 Please donate to Nifty for support to let this great site and its archive free. | <div id="readability-content"><div id="readability-page-1" class="page">
Date: Sun, 11 Jun 2023 20:33:12 +0000
From: Sven Benters <[email protected]>
Subject: Paul & Brady's Do Over
This is a fanfiction story with the characters Paul Narita (Christopher
Sean) and Brady Black (Eric Martsolf).
This story says nothing about the actors' sexual references; it's just
fiction.
Copyrights © PEACOCKE DAYS OF OUR LIVES
*Warning this story involved incest!*
*********************************
Brady Black just arrived home after a workday. He goes to his room at his
dad's apartment.
He undresses himself and walks towards the bathroom.
Brady is unaware that Paul has walked into his room. Paul peaks into the
bathroom seeing Brady's firm ass.
Paul thinks back to a few days ago how he and Brady ended up in bed
together.
He felt like they were under some spell but did enjoy how it enfolded
between him and Brady and how Brady fucked him.
"Paul?" Brady suddenly says.
Paul snaps out of his memory how Brady fucked him and now sees Brady
standing in a towel in the dooropening of the bathroom.
"What are you doing here?" Brady asks.
Paul can't get his eyes off of his big brother and his masculine body.
Then Paul walks over to Brady. Brady raises an eyebrow, finding Paul acting
strangely.
Out of the blue Paul reaches his hands out to lay them on Brady's pecs to
feel them up.
Brady pushes with one arm Paul's hands off. "Hey man. What the hell?"
"Sorry man, since our encounter the other day being that close I can't get
my thoughts off of it or you." Paul explains.
Brady can't believe what Paul is saying.
Paul keeps oggeling at Brady's masculine body.
Brady feels uncomfortable with Paul, his brother, feeling his pecs up.
When Brady wants to take a step back Paul grabs Brady's towel and removes
it.
Brady stands buck naked in front of Paul.
"Paul, what are you doing?" Brady says shocked.
"The last time I was drunk but I like to give it a do over to remember
everything and every inch." Paul teases looking at Brady's rather large
dick.
"No way! That one time was something that should have never happened. We
can't do it a second time!" Brady makes clear to Paul.
"No one has to find out." Paul says and grabs Brady's dick in his hand and
strokes it.
Brady jumps up by the grip of Paul's hand around his dick.
"Paul, I--" "We shouldn't!" Brady can only say while Paul strokes Brady's
dick.
How much Brady does his best, he can't control his dick and it gets hard in
Paul's hand.
"It wants attention." Paul teases.
Brady is frozen. He doesn't know what to do.
Paul knows exactly what he wants to do and drops to his knees to start
sucking Brady's dick.
Brady, who is pressed against the doorpost of the bathroomdoor can't go
anywhere if he wanted to.
Paul gives Brady a professional blowjob.
Brady moans to the feeling of his dick being sucked. He forgets all about
being sucked by his brother and lets Paul do what he's doing.
"Oh fuck!" Brady says out loud feeling his dick being rock hard.
Paul stops sucking and gives Brady's dick a few strokes. "I want you to
fuck me with that big dick of yours." Paul confesses and stands up to face
Brady.
Brady is stunned. He isn't sure if he can do this to his brother.
Paul strips down in front of Brady.
Brady can't believe Paul is getting him into this, again!
Paul stands naked in front of his big brother.
"Fuck me big brother!" Paul says and walks over to the bed to get on his
hands and knees to present his ass to his brother.
Brady looks at how Paul teasingly wiggles his ass for him to fuck. He looks
down at his hard dick who he can't control anymore to soften. He then
decides to walk over to Paul.
"So you want to get fucked huh?" He asks, slapping at Paul's ass.
"Fuck yeah man." Paul admits.
Brady spreads Paul's ass cheeks and spits at Paul's hole.
Shivers run over Paul's back by feeling his hole getting spit by his
brother.
After a few times spitting at it, Brady spits on his dick and gets it at
Paul's ass. "Here it comes!" He says before pushing his dick up inside
Paul's willing ass.
"Mmmm fuck yeah" Paul moans feeling his big brother's dick coming inside
him again.
This time Paul experiences everything much better not being drunk.
Brady reaches up to the base and starts to fuck Paul.
Knowing this time fully well what he's doing, it doesn't prevent Brady from
coming to town on Paul's ass.
Paul moans intensely, taking Brady's big dick that hits the right spots.
Brady is so horny by now that he takes up a hard pace on his brother's ass.
Like a dog in heath Paul takes Brady's dick.
Paul manages to lift his upper body to push his back against Brady's body,
feeling those pecs press against his back. He reaches his hand back to have
Brady close to him. "Keep fucking me brother."
Somehow Brady feels the urge to reach his arms around Paul feeling his body
up with his hands while fucking him.
"Mmmm yeah, fucking take me." Paul says.
The 2 brothers get lost in the lust they are experiencing with each other.
Paul looks over his shoulder at his brother and they suddenly kiss.
Lost in their lust they kiss and continue their fuck.
Paul wants to experience Brady fully and pushes himself off of Brady's
dick.
Brady doesn't understand what Paul does but then sees his brother lay down
on his back and spread his legs. "Fuck me!" Paul says.
Brady so into it smiles and happily gets his dick back inside Paul.
Paul feels that dick back inside him, making him feel the satisfaction of
being full.
"Fuck yeah, fuck me good." Paul says.
Brady grabs Paul's legs and starts to fuck Paul again.
Paul feels that dick pumping inside him and starts to stroke his own dick.
Sweat covers both men their bodies while they continue their intense
fucking.
Paul's strokes his hard dick. He's in complete heaven feeling his brother's
big dick thrusting up inside him while he strokes.
Brady can't hold it any longer and shoots his load inside
Paul. "FUUUCCKKK!!" Brady screams while he moans loudly to it.
"Sorry man that I came without warning." Brady says and drops next to Paul.
"No worries. That was just so amazing." Paul admits and continues stroking,
turning himself towards Brady.
"What are you doing?" Brady says surprised seeing how close Paul hangs over
him.
"I want to cum on you."
"Uhm, okay I guess?" Brady replies with a frown on his face.
Paul gets on his knees and strokes himself above Brady's body.
Brady finds it weird but guesses he could let Paul do that as making up for
no warning to cum inside Paul.
Paul looks at Brady's hot masculine body, turning him on so much.
Then after a few more strokes Paul spurts 4 spurts of white cum on Brady's
abs. "FUUUCKKKK!!" Paul screams and moans to it all.
Brady lays on the bed looking up at his brother who catches his breath.
Paul lays himself next to Brady and rubs his hands over Brady's
body. "You're so fucking hot!"
Brady finds it awkward laying naked with his brother and stands up.
"What are you doing?" Paul asks.
"I have to shower and meet up with someone." Brady says quickly and runs
into the bathroom.
Paul figures Brady still finds it all awkward but he's okay with it. He is
satisfied for now and knows Brady was as well even though his brother
doesn't want to admit it.
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