Normal disclaimers apply. This is a work of fiction. I don't know Chris Pratt or Charlie McDermott and I have no idea of their personal sexually proclivities. I welcome your comments
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"Charlie McDermott."
Charlie still got a thrill when he saw his name on a star. Charlie had been acting for years. He had made movies and tv, but something about seeing his name on a star made it seem more real. In this case it was on his trailer. It was early, well before dawn, and Charlie was still sleepy. He was also excited. This movie was a big deal for him. The script wasn't anything special, some obnoxious bro comedy with a few solid laughs and a lot of the same jokes over and over again. But the money was good, it was with a big studio, which would be good for Charlie's career, and perhaps most of all, his co-star was Chris Pratt.
Charlie though Chris Pratt was funny and a good actor. While he had never met Chris, he had heard he was a good guy and fun to work with. And we're Charlie to be honest with himself, he though Chris Pratt was hot. Charlie didn't really feel the need to label himself, but if he had to, he would probably say he was bisexual. He had been with several girls, but never a guy. He had lots of opportunities for sex with girls and he had been very satisfied. Every once in a while he would jerk off to gay porn, but that was about it. But when he had first seen Chris Pratt without a shirt in Guardians, he had definitely felt a little stirring in his crotch. So Charlie was definitely looking forward to meeting Chris.
The trailer was the nicest one he had ever had on a set. It was a luxurious recreational vehicle parked in a row of four. He assumed one belonged to Chris. The production assistant who had met him at his car opened the door and showed him inside. After making sure that Charlie didn't need anything, the assistant left an updated production schedule and disappeared. Charlie's first scene had been pushed so he had a couple of hours to himself. He didn't mind. He had woken up early and had to skip his shower because he didn't want to make the car wait.
Charlie walked in to the surprisingly large bath room and started the shower. He stripped quickly and jumped under the hot water. It felt so good to wash away the last sleepiness. He quickly washed his hair and took a little more time soaping his nearly hairless chests. He had routinely had to appear shirtless in his role on "The Middle" and this had always motivated him to work or enough to keep the slight muscle definition that he felt was appropriate. He never wanted to be huge, just slightly muscular. The result was perfect for his size. After he had cleaned himself he found himself absentmindedly playing with his cock. As was always the case, it took very little for his cock to get rock hard.
His dick was a thick six inches and stuck out and up from his body. He gently stroked his dick while using his other hand to gently tickle his balls. He found himself thinking about his new co-star. He was startled when he heard someone calling to him from the other room. Out of reflex he tried to cover himself, but then realized that the door was closed and no one could see him.
"Um..yes?"
"Hey Charlie, it's Chris. I didn't meant to disturb you, I was just gonna introduce myself."
Charlie turned off the water and grabbed the fresh clean robe that hung on the door.
"Oh..hi... I will be right out."
He tied the robe around his waist and opened the door to find Chris Pratt standing near the door to the trailer.
Charlie felt weird being in a robe, but he was excited to meet Chris. Charlie walked across the room and put his hand out to shake Chris's hand.
"Hi, sorry about that, I'm Charlie." Chris reciprocated Charlie's smile and grabbed Charlie's hand a to deliver an almost too firm handshake. "Hi Charlie, I'm Chris....the stallion is out of the stable."
Charlie looked confused and tilted his head.
"Your dick is out." Charlie smiled and knodded down. Charlie followed the path of his eyes to see that his dick was sticking out of his robe.
"Oh shit!" Charlie said as he yanked his hand away and grabbed his robe shut to cover himself. His face went blood red in embarrassment. "I'm so sorry!" Charlie said. Chris smiled wide, "Don't worry about it man. I was gonna show you my penis actually, but maybe I'll wait till the second time we meet." Chris's light hearted ribbing put Charlie at least a little at ease. Chris, sensing how embarrassed Charlie was, pivoted the conversation to move past it, "hey, I didn't want to take up your time, but I know I missed the read through of the script and I just wanted to introduce myself and say I'm glad to be working with you."
Charlie smiled back, grateful that Chris had made an uncomfortable situation less so. "I'm excited to be here too. I'm a big fan of yours and I think it's gonna be a lot of fun to work together." Chris laughed. "A fan of mine? I've been watching "The Middle" for years. That's why I told them I though you would be perfect for this. Anyway, I hate to run but I was suppose to be in make up like ten minutes ago. I think we have a scene at 1?" They exchanged a few more words and Chris excused himself and left. Charlie was still a little mortified, but he also couldn't help but notice that Chris seemed like a really nice guy. He also couldn't help but notice that his dick was till hard.
The rest of the day had been so much fun. Charlie had gotten to know a lot of the crew and they were all great. He had met another co-star, who was also fun. But Charlie had really enjoyed the two scenes he had shot with Chris. Chris was a good actor. He was also a lot of fun between takes. He was a real cut-up and made everyone laugh whether the camera was rolling or not. Charlie had worried that he little wardrobe malfunction would make it weird between them, but Chris seemed completely at ease with Charlie. They shot three more days that week and each day was more fun than the one before. Chris and Charlie talked between takes about the movie, good people they had worked with, Chris's wife and kid. Charlie could tell immediately that Chris was really in love with his wife Anna and that he was just crazy about his son. Charlie found that this all made Chris even more attractive in his eyes. Charlie had found himself each night thinking of Chris as he slowly stroked his cock to climax before falling asleep.
Friday was the last day of shooting for the week. It was a half day and they had wrapped early. As they walked back to their trailers, Chris spoke up. "So you got any plans tonight Charlie?" Chris said.
"Probably just sleep!" Charlie replied. "What about you?"
"Anna and Jack (Chris's son) left for New York last night and I wondered if you wanted to hang out?" Chris said.
Charlie agreed happily. After quickly changing and surrendering their outfits to the costume people, Charlie and Chris got in the back of the same black town car and were whisked away to Chris house in the hills.
Upon arriving, Chris politely sent the car service away and Charlie found himself alone with Chris in Chris's huge empty house.
"This is a great house," Charlie said. "You and Anna have great taste!"
"Anna has great taste. She did like all of this. She is good and that sort of stuff. Before I got married I lived in a shit hole. It was like a frat house. And not in a good way. It was disgusting." Charlie and Chris seemed to both be laughing all the time. Chris showed him the "man cave" which featured a huge screen tv, a pool table, air hockey, a full bar, and huge comfy chairs and sofas. Chris played the bartender and they spent hours playing pool, playing video games, and drinking. They had sushi delivered and had a few more drinks with dinner. By the time the sun went down, Charlie could tell that he was definitely drunk. Drunk, but sill in control. He could tell thy Chris was feeling it too. They ended up on the couch together. They were laughing and joking, but Charlie could feel himself starting to fall asleep. He was almost asleep when he felt a warm kiss on his lips. His eyes shot open to see Chris's eyes staring into his as his warm tongue probed gently between Charlie's lips. Charlie was genuinely shocked but he didn't pull alway. After another second or so, Chris broke away and moved his head a few inches away from Charlie's. Chris just smiled. Charlie didn't know what to say, "um...what was that?" Charlie stammered.
Chris continued to smile. "Just something I wanted to do. Been wanting to do it all week. I hope I didn't make you uncomfortable." Chris was completely at ease.
"I'm, um.....not....not uncomfortable exactly, I'm just...." Charlie had never been in a situation like this. He had never even been hit on by a guy, let alone kissed by one. Chris had certainly been in this position before. And the fact that Charlie hadn't recoiled away was a very good sign. Chris was also just a little drunk and more than just a little horny which gave me confidence to spare. Chris smiled and laughed a goofy laugh. Charlie had just realized that Chris was looming over him with one arm on the sofa behind Charlie's head, just inches from Charlie's face. Charlie could smell Chris. It was a pleasant cologne or body wash mixed with Chris's body chemistry. It was intoxicatingly. Charlie smiled nervously. "I've, um, never kissed a guy. I don't know if I like it or not. Besides, you are married."
Chris flashed his huge smile again.
"Anna knows all about this. She and I have always been completely open about what we want and what we need. We both do stuff sometimes. She knows that every once in a while I meet a guy that I want to do some stuff with, and she is cool with it." Chris leaned in every closer, nearly touching his face to Charlie's, "sometimes....she watches." Charlie was dumb struck. He just stared back at Chris's eyes. Afraid to stay. Afraid to go. Chris was so energetic. Charlie was mesmerized my the way his Chris's mouth moves when he spoke. "I told her all about you. What a cool guy you were...and how handsome. She already knew that though. We watch you on tv together all the time. She actually is the one that suggested I invite you over if I got lonely while she is away." Charlie couldn't pretend that he wasn't interested. He had been jerking off thinking about Chris all week. His face was flush. He was so close to Chris's face. He was quiet for a while, all the while Chris was looking directly into his eyes.
"Well," Charlie stammered, "I might wanna try something." Chris smiled at this. "But I don't know how much, or what....you know what I mean."
Chris smiled huge again as he nodded. "I understand completely man. You don't worry. I'm not gonna make you do anything you don't wanna do. We can just fool around a little and see what happens. "
Charlie nodded again, "I'm really nervous. And I don't know what to do exactly. I means I've seen some stuff in porn, but you know."
"Don't be nervous. Just forget anything you saw in porn...how about kissing? Did you like when I kissed you?" Chris said.
Charlie smiled a little and nodded. Chris leaned in and kissed his slightly open mouth once more. Charlie closed his eyes as Chris once again gently pushed his tongue into Charlie's mouth. Chris gently placed his free hand on the side of Charlie's neck. He could feel the heat coming off Charlie's skin. Chris began to explore Charlie's chest and arms with his hand. He pushed his hand up under Charlie's shirt and explored his chest and nipples. Charlie shuddered at the feeling of being so gently touched. Instinctually, Charlie began touching Chris's chest too. Chris was even more defined than he looked in his t shirt. His pecs were smooth and his abs were easy to identify. After several minutes of passionate kissing neither had ventured to touch the other below the belt. Charlie was too nervous and Chris didn't want to step over a line that Charlie wasn't comfortable with. When they finally broke apart, both a little out breath, Chris locked eyes with Charlie again, equally intense and spat out softly ,"Charlie, can I take your cock out?" Charlie seemed a little scared, but he silently nodded with a smile. Chris stood up only to Kneel in front of Charlie. Chris gently and slowly unfastened Charlie's belt and I buttoned his fly. He gently pulled down the front of Charlie's boxer shorts, allowed Charlie's rock hard six inches to spring up. Chris smiled, "we meet again!" He said as he stared at Charlie's dick. Charlie remembers the awkward moment earlier in the week when Chris he first met and inadvertently flashed him. Charlie would have been embarrassed again but he was distracted when Chris gently but firmly grabbed Charlie's dick and began gently stroking it. Chris leaned in and inhaled deeply near Charlie's cock. Charlie found this weird but strangely exciting. The sensation of Chris's hand on his cock was something Charlie couldn't believe. Not knowing what to do, he just squirmed where he sat as Chris looked intently at the dick in his hand. Chris brought his other hand up and with a little negotiating was able to free Charlie's balls from his jeans as well. Once they were out, Chris began to gently rub and tug them as he stroke his cock with his other hand. It felt so good that Charlie wanted to lean back and let his eyes roll back in his head, but he was mesmerized watching Chris in action. Chris kept inhaling deeply, smelling Charlie's crotch and grunting with approval under his breath. After another minute or so, Chris looked up at Charlie, all while never ceasing or even slowing his slow rhythm of stroking.
"I want to taste it Charlie. Is that ok? I don't have to if you don't want me to. But I really want to. If you are cool with it." Now it was Chris that sounded nervous. Charlie did have some reservations about the entire thing, but the pleasure he was feeling was too intense and part of him desperately wanted to see Chris suck him. After a moments hesitation, Charlie nodded and Chris smiled again. Without another word, Chris leaned in and gently licked the head of Charlie's dick. Charlie couldn't believe the sensation. He had gotten head from girls, but it had never been this intense. Chris licked around the head and shaft before opening his mouth wide to take all of Charlie's dick down into his mouth and throat. Chris stopped long enough to look at Charlie and say, "tastes so good" before going back to sucking. Charlie's squirmed and shifted as the sensation became almost more than he could bear. Chris used his left hand to play with Charlie's balls and slid his right hand up under Charlie's shirt. As he pumped his head up and down on Charlie's dick, he locked eyes with Charlie. This eye contact seemed to be what pushed Charlie over the edge. Charlie realized too late what was happening and was only able to blurt out, "Chris I'm ..." Before his cock exploded inside Chris's mouth. Charlie's body contorted and tensed as shot after shot of his cum coated the back of Chris's throat. Charlie grunted loudly as he came, his body twisted and twitched and after the first shot, Chris buried his face as deep as he could in Charlie's crotch. When Charlie's orgasm had finally subsided, Chris swallowed hard and then drew back enough to lick off and swallow every last drop of Charlie's cum. Charlie was very sensitive after he came and he almost jumped out of his skin as Chris was milking the last bit of cum out. Chris, finally satisfied that he had gotten it all, pulled his mouth off of Charlie's cock and smiled. "Tasted so good man." Chris said with a wry smirk.
Charlie laughed but he seems embarrassed. "I...I didn't mean to cum so fast...or in your mouth...I'm really sorry." Charlie said, half laughing.
Chris scoffed, "you did great. It's like always say, don't suck a dick in your mouth if you don't want cum in your face!" Charlie smiled, more at ease. "Besides," Chris added, "we ain't done yet. Stand up." This made Charlie a little nervous again, but also very excited. He stood up, but forgetting that his jeans were unbuckled, his pants fell to his ankles as soon as he was on his feet. Chris smiled and bent over to yank down Charlie's boxer shorts. Chris also worked to pull off Charlie's sock. While he was doing this, Charlie's softening cock was inches from Chris's face. Once Charlie was finally naked from the waist down, Chris playfully buried his face in Charlie's crotch before standing and facing him. Chris moved to pull of Charlie's shirt but Charlie stopped him. Charlie's tone was nervous but playful. "Don't you think you should have to show me something too?" Charlie gingerly put his hand on the noticeable bulge in Chris's jeans. It was a move bolder than he thought himself capable of. Chris smiled, "slut" he said playfully as he unbuckled his belt and opened his jeans. In a swift motion he pulled his jeans and underwear down and stood again. Charlie couldn't look away from Chris's beautiful cock. It was a full eight inches and while not quite as thick as Charlie's, it was definitely thick. It was completely hard and stuck out from Chris's body at an almost perfect right angle. Charlie kept looking at Chris's dick, so Chris took the opportunity to pulled Charlie's shirt off over his head, revealing his slight by muscular athletic build. Chris ran his fingers slowly down Charlie's nearly hairless chest. Charlie finally looked up and smiled as he pulled Chris's shirt up and off. Chris's body was fantastic. His pecs and abs were defined, his impressive arms flexed with every slight movement. Chris looked like a Greek statue. Charlie sheepishly put his hand on Chris's chest and laughingly said, "I'm getting an inferiority complex over here." Chris went from smiling to frowning. He reached or to Charlie and pulled him close. Their bodies touched skin to skin. Charlie could feel Chris's hard dick pressing into his hip. Chris was a good 7 inches taller than Charlie and Charlie found his face buried in Chris's chest. Chris wrapped his strong arms around Charlie's naked body. "That is ridiculous, your body is smoking hot, you have big fat dick, you have this great curly hair..."Charlie blushed and felt so comfortable nestled in the larger mans arms," and most of all you are a cool dude. That's what made me want you more than any of the rest." Charlie, feeling more at ease, began running his hands up and down Chris's thighs and back and ass. After a few more moments, Chris and Charlie began kissing again before Chris broke away and whispered gently ,"here....lay down....on your belly." Charlie thought for sure he knew what this meant. Chris must want to fuck him. Charlie was kind of terrified and was almost ready to protest, but he was so turned on and he couldn't believe what he had done already. But this was a big deal, he had never done anything like...." Charlie's train of thought derailed when he felt Chris's warm wet tongue tenderly licking his tight hole. Charlie was pleasantly surprised that this was Chris's intention(at least for now). Charlie couldn't believe that anything could have felt better than the amazing blow job Chris had given him minutes earlier, but each time Chris's tongue gently poked inside him, Charlie felt a wave of energy run down his spine. Charlie had never felt anything like it and decided that it was better than any sexual experience he had felt before. Charlie moans softly as Chris continued to eat his ass. After several minutes, Chris came up for air, panting "taste so good" before burying his face in Charlie's ass again. In all, Chris spent about ten minutes eating Charlie's ass. To Charlie it felt like eternity. Charlie's dick had begun to harden again the moment that Chris's Tongue he touched him. His cock now ached once more to be touched. As if reading Charlie's mind, Chris moved his hand up and began gently jerking Charlie's dick while he licked his ass. Charlie once again moaned at the sensation. After a few more moments, Chris once again came up for air. He moved up and kissed Charlie again. Charlie could taste himself on Chris's lips. It was different than anything he had tasted before, but he kind of liked it. With Chris now looming over him, Charlie could feel Chris's hard dick poking near his ass.
Chris was still out of breath, "do you.... Think.... Can I put it in a little?" A pause from both. "It's totally cool to say no. I don't want to pressure you into something you aren't ready for...it can be intense. We can just...." Charlie interrupted him by kissing him again. "Maybe just a little." Charlie whispered with a grin. Chris flashed back his own big smile and kissed Charlie again before bounded up off the couch and disappearing into another room. Charlie just late there, on his hands and knees, ass in the air, starting to feel weird and kind of sick with a mix of fear and anticipation when Chris came back into the room. Charlie marveled at his beautiful body. Chris was already rolling a condom down onto his thick eight inches. When Charlie saw this, he was both aroused and even more scared. Was he really about to do this? It kind of all seemed like a dream. Chris knelt on the couch and grabbed Charlie's hips. Chris moved down to Charlie's legs and surprised Charlie by flipping him over on his back. Chris grabbed Charlie's hips and yanked him down toward him, "time to get fucked!" Chris yelled, causing a look of terror to appear on Charlie's face. Chris couldn't keep a straight face and started laughing. Charlie looked confused. Chris laughed, "I'm just fucking with you dude." Charlie started smiling, but it was a nervous smile. "Look Charlie,"Chris spoke calmly and softly while gently stroking Charlie's dick. "We don't have to do this if you don't want to. Or if you want to but you are nervous. It's all good. IF we do this, I'm gonna go real slow and I promise I won't do anything you don't want me to." Chris never broke eye contact with Charlie and Charlie couldn't help but be turned on by it. "So," Chris whispered, "what do you think?" Charlie hesitated for a moment, but finally, he nervously shook his head yes. Chris smiled and leaned over to kiss Charlie a little more. Charlie felt Chris position the head of his dick on Charlie's hole. Charlie instinctually tightened up and Chris began to whisper in his ear. "You don't wanna do that. It makes it so much worse. Just try to relax. Do you trust me?" Charlie's nodded and Chris immediately sensed Charlie relaxing. Chris kissed Charlie once more and slowly began pushing into Charlie. Charlie had never even had a finger up his ass, but Chris's mouth had done an expert job of loosening him. Charlie's hole only resisted a little before relenting to Chris's dick. Charlie let out a low quick grunt as the head of Chris's dick slipped inside him. Chris stopped pushing immediately upon penetrating Charlie's ass. Chris kissed Charlie again and again as Charlie tried to adjust to the pain. As far as sensation goes, there was only pain for Charlie right now. Just the tip of Chris's dick felt like Charlie was being torn in two. But on another level, emotionally, Charlie was loving everything about it. He certainly couldn't believe that a guy he didn't know last week whom he had stroked to every night this week, was now fucking him. He couldn't believe anyone was fucking him. Chris waited about thirty seconds before once again whispering, "should I keep going?" Charlie had a pained look on his face but he nodded. Chris began to slowly push more into Charlie. Charlie made a low soft "aaaahhhh" sounds but indicated his desire to keep going by slowly jerking his own dick. Chris smiled and rubbed Charlie's flat belly as he slowly pushed into him. After each slight push, Chris would stop and let Charlie adjust to the pressure. After a few minutes, Chris was about halfway inside Charlie when he slowly began to slide about half way in and out of him. Charlie writhed in agony mixed with ecstasy. After a few minutes, Charlie began to get used to it a little bit. "Is that all the way in?" Charlie asked shyly. Chris smiled and put his hand on Charlie neck, "no man. That's like half. You ok?" Chris was very patient and gentle. Charlie, despite being almost ready to have Chris pull out, also felt an urge for more. Part of him wanted all of Chris's cock. Charlie shut his eyes and put his head back, "try to get it all in."
Chris spoke softly, "are you sure? You don't have to. You already feel so good." Charlie nodded. Chris reached up and grabbed both of Charlie's hands (pulling them away from his dick in the process). Charlie opened his eyes when Chris took his hands and they looked each other in the eye as Chris slowly pushed more of his dick into Charlie's ass. Charlie was stretched pretty good now, but there was still pain. Charlie was determined and when Chris tried to pull back a little, Charlie pulled him back toward him. Chris eased an additional inch in and gently fucked that way for a little while before easing in a little more. Charlie nodded without a question being asked. Chris knew what he wanted him today. Chris pushed slowly but firmly until finally all of his dick was inside Charlie's ass. At this last bit, the pressure of Chris's big cock on Charlie's prostate was too much and Charlie wined loudly. Without time for warning, and without either of them touching Charlie's dick, his cock began to erupt shots of cum on Charlie's face, chest, and belly. Charlie's body jerked with each wave of orgasm but lows gasps were all he could muster. Chris only been to fuck Charlie faster until a minute or so later, Charlie, still reeling from his intense climax, felt Chris's cock get a little thicker inside him. Chris sped up and started making little sounds that told Charlie what was about to happen. Chris gave out a loud grunt and yelled that he was cumming. Chris's ample biceps flexed as he grabbed Charlie's shoulders and pushed himself into him as deeply as he could. Charlie gave off a quick Yelp but Chris, in the throws of an old intense orgasm, pushed hard into Charlie as he filled the condom. Chris collapsed down on top of Charlie and kissed him hungrily. After a couple of minutes of kissing, Chris leaned up and slowly pulled out of Charlie. Charlie felt empty without Chris inside him. Chris stumbled to stand and ran to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and clean up. Charlie, alone in the room, recovering from the intense fucking he had just had, spell bound at what he had done, thinking he would wake up any moment, lay speechless for a minute. He then thought that perhaps Chris had left the room to give Charlie a chance to leave. Had Chris just used him for sex? Was this awkward now? Charlie suddenly felt very self conscious and began searching for his clothes. He was just about to put his shirt on when he heard Chris yell from the other room, "Come shower with me Charlie!" Charlie realized that it wasn't awkward except in his own head. Charlie stood up and had to learn to walk again after the rough pounding he had experienced. He realized he was till holding his shirt and threw it to the ground. He slowly walked toward the sound of the shower in the next room, his face and body smeared with his cum, his inside feeling raw and empty, but he couldn't help but smile as he walked toward the shower, knowing who would be waiting for him when he got there.