Disclaimer: This story involves two celebrities, Travis Fimmel and Kate Moss. I have never met either one. 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.
Copyright: This story is copyright 2002 shane_vert@yahoo.com. Please feel free to drop me a line.
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It had been a very long week, so I was obviously glad that Friday afternoon had arrived. Working long hours on placing the final touches to a new ad campaign for Calvin Klein underwear had left me mentally exhausted. The ad campaign featured CK models Kate Moss and Travis Fimmel in a new line of underwear. Of course, it being a CK ad, the images were nothing less than erotic - about as close to porn as you can get and still publish in a mainstream mag. The photos of Travis and Kate together were nothing less than perfect art, however. Two of the most beautiful people on the planet in an embrace sure to catch the eye of even the most oblivious reader. Saturday would be the "unveiling party" - when the two models would arrive to fanfare at a local hotel here in New York. The party invite list would include all the magazine execs, media and other celebs. The photo op provided the perfect launch for the new ad campaign. I, of course, would also be there.
Let me tell you a little about myself. I'm a 25-year old magazine hotshot. For this particular gig, I was the "eye" - the guy who would sort through the hundreds of photos and pick the final shots that would become the ads. It sounds easy, but only a select few are identified as having the eye to pick those photos that will become the talk of the nation when they are published. For that rare talent, I'm paid quite handsomely. My Benz is shiny and my view of Manhattan is unparallel. In so far as my appearance, I'm nothing short of impressive - in fact, CK had considered me for a spread, but nixed the line I had been tabbed for at the last minute. I have deep brown hair, medium length that lays messy, hanging just above my brilliant sky blue eyes. It frames my chiseled jaw line and full lips and square nose perfectly. I'm obviously a workout freak. No, not like some roided up wrestler, but my body is typical CK style. At 6'2" and 185 lbs, I get noticed by even the most beautiful of beautiful women. Even a fair number of "straight" guys at the gym can't help but look - even if they attempt to quickly look away. And, it turns out, I'm bi. Who'd of thunk? I haven't really messed around with any guys, but I knew what I wanted and who.
Friday night was a total bust. I headed back to my apartment where I crashed for the night. I needed my rest anyway - the Saturday bash was sure to be a late night affair and I wanted to be rested up.
Saturday night finally arrived. I was at work, where I was to meet two magazine execs. We were going to ride down in the limo together to walk the red carpet. As I headed down to get in the limo, I was told that Kate and Travis would be going in my limo instead of the magazine execs. Fine by fucking me - I hated making small talk with arrogant pricks like them anyway. I had met Kate and Travis, independently, before. Kate was a quick hello; while Travis was a dinner meeting when we were doing the shoot I was slated to be in.
When I arrived downstairs, Kate was talking on a cell phone standing in a corner. Her hair was long - about shoulder blade length. She was wearing an incredible dress. She looked picture perfect, not much change from the hundreds of pictures I had gone through over the previous three weeks except she had a lot more clothing on now. I walked up to her as she was ending her conversation with whoever was on the cell phone.
"Hello, Ethan," she said to me. Taken a little aback she had remembered my name, but I did not flinch.
"Good evening, Miss Moss," I returned while lifting her hand for a kiss on its perfect back.
"Kate, please - I'm the same fucking age as you."
Again, I was somewhat surprised by her candor and tone. I really liked this chick.
"You got it, Kate," I said with a slight smirk on my face. "Where's Travis at?"
"Christ - he's still in dressing room. You know how he is - hates the fuss of these things, so he's never in a hurry to go."
She said, not taking her eyes of mine. She turned to look at the door, which he would appear from. Not more than 10 seconds later, the door opened and he walked out. The blond hair was not pulled back and the steely blue eyes penetrated all that they looked at.
"Hey, Mate!" He said in his friendly Australian accent.
"Travis - what's up, dude?" I said to him. Our previous meeting had been a blast. We talked about the industry for a bit, but we talked more about our common interests of surfing and camping. While we hadn't spoken since, he made it feel as though we were regular buds. His boyish looks and grin welcomed me along with a strong hug.
"I'd rather be in fucking Cali right now, but you now the drill," he said.
"You ready?" Kate said, poking Travis in the ribs.
"Shit, do I have a bloody choice?"
We climbed into the limo - ladies first, followed by Travis. As he bent over to enter the limo, his sculptured ass was framed perfectly by the black cotton slacks he was sporting. I couldn't help but notice.
The limo ride over was pretty tame. We talked about boring stuff - where we were headed. Upcoming gigs, shit like that. Travis and I still were clicking like old mates. Our limo finally pulled up to the hotel. The red carpet was out. Being the "little one" of the three, I stepped out first. There were a few photo flashes, but nothing big. I walked up about ten feet. Travis was next out - the ladies behind the ropes went nuts. He smiled his "little boy, ah shucks" kinda smile as the cameras popped. He stepped to the side and extended his hand to help Kate out of the limo. She smiled like a movie star, as the camera flashes seemed like the pinnacle of an incredible thunderstorm.
The party itself was pretty standard. While I mingled and made small talk with execs and Calvin Klein, the two "stars" of the show truly shined. It was after the party that the real fireworks began. It was 2 AM when I decided to call it quits for the night. Kate and Travis had spent the entire night smiling and laughing those courtesy laughs you have to give to rich blowhards. I ran into them as they were leaving for their hotel.
"Hey Mate - where the hell have you been all night?" he said to me, putting his arm around my neck.
"You know the shit - same old same old." I said.
"Where are you headed now, bro? Home - I hope not?" Travis stared at me. It's almost as if he were asking me another question.
"Guys, I am exhausted - I'm going to head back to the hotel," Kate said," I don't feel like spending another night out."
"Good night, Kate," I said.
"Suit yourself," Travis fired back at her.
As Kate's limo took off, Travis turned his attention to me.
"So, where the hell are we going?"
I hadn't given it much thought - I hadn't anticipated hitting the town with him.
"Shit bro - there's a ton of fucking places. What are you up for?"
At that moment, Travis gave me "the look". Like he wanted to say "You, you fucking bastard." He finally came out of the awkwardness and said, "whatever you like, mate. I'm game."
I decided to put a plan in motion.
"There's a bar by my apartment. Lots of hot fucking chicks - classy ones."
"Cool, dude," he said.
Rather than arrive at a bar in a limo - a definite no-no - we took my Benz, which I had parked at the hotel earlier in the day. Rarely do I drink and usually leave without the benefit of a limo. As we pulled into my apartment complex parking lot, things took a quick turn.
"So tell me, mate, you fucking scored lately?"
I was stunned at the question. I knew we felt comfortable around each other, but this was unreal.
"Fuck yeah, bro. This chick I'm seeing is the shit. Hotter than hell. She can suck dick like nobody."
He looked at me a moment. His blue eyes were shining - even in the dark of the parking deck.
"Fuck - you've never had a blow job like I can give."
Now, I was freaked. "Excuse me?" I stammered.
"Don't fuck with me - Excuse me - please. I know you want to fuck me."
This was unreal - yes, I wanted to fuck him. How he knew I have no idea.
"Fuck Travis, I... I don't know what to say."
"How about inviting me up to your fucking apartment so we talk some more."
He smiled - that was it. We were on our way up to the apartment and I could barely hold back tearing his clothes off. I could tell the same feelings were coming over him.
As we hit the apartment, I opened the door, and before the thing could shut, clothes were flying off both our bodies. We were naked in no time flat - two studs staring down one another. No that fucker wasn't even hard yet, and his 8-inch soft (yes, soft 8 inches) cock has huge. I, on the other hand, already had my 7 inch dick hard - this fucker is hotter naked than I ever imagined.
"Don't let the size scare you mate - it only increases about an inch hard."
I had to keep from laughing at the comment. Only one more inch I thought.
"What was that about your blow jobs?" I asked.
"Fuck" was the only word out of his mouth. He pushed me down on the couch. He started by masturbating my cock. This guy has perfect hands - he reached under and groped by huge testicles. He slowly rubbed the area between the sack and my asshole. This drives me nuts - how he knew this was totally weird. I moaned a little as he smiled, opened his mouth and licked the head of my shaft. I had to restrain every muscle in my body from going berserk. This fucking stud could suck a cock. I moaned again and took a deep breath. He continued to move his fingers back as they now landed on my asshole. He rubbed my anus around and around as he gobbled my cock. This guy was unreal.
"Dude - you're fucking unreal."
He just smiled with my dick deep in his mouth. I reached down and grabbed his pecks in each hand. This guy is so hot - his body is just fun to touch. I was very close to coming when he let go of my dick. He stood up in front of me and stretched. His cock was only an inch from my mouth - it was now very hard, and very long. Now, I had never sucked a guy off before, but his dick is a work of art. I grabbed it and started sucking it. He moaned and sighed and kept doing it. A screamer I thought to myself - I fucking love screamers.
"Suck my cock dude, suck it. Oh yeah, baby, you're not bad yourself mate."
The taste of his precum was like sweet cream. I really like this dick.
"Oh fuck yeah dude - keep sucking." His testicles were pulled tight up against his body. I reached around and grabbed his fleshy ass checks and massaged them as I worked him in and out of my mouth. This guy was a pro. He just kept talking dirty to me.
"There's not a fucking chance of me cumming in your mouth. I have other ideas for this load."
With that, I popped his dick out of my mouth. We'd spent a good 20 minutes just sucking each other.
"Fuck, I'd hope so," I said to him. Now, Travis had obviously been with guys before. Whether or not he'd been fucked, I had no idea. He seemed to sense my question.
"You can't fuck me tonight, mate, but I would love to ram my monster in your ass."
Now, having never been fucked before, I was of course a little nervous. What the hell, I decided - besides in my state, I really wanted that cock inside me.
"Shit dude - you better fuck my ass. It'll be its first cock, so feed it slowly."
He smiled that wicked smile. I was still on my back on the couch as he lifted my legs up, exposing my hole to him. He spit on his hand and jerked his cock for a good 10 seconds - the stick was glistening by the time he was done.
"Alright, mate, here goes."
He grabbed my legs. I was relaxed - I have no idea why, but Travis has a way of making you feel that way. He aimed his cock at my hole - I was sweating with anticipation. As his cock head made the first contact with my hole, a chill ran down my spine. He laughed at me. "Here goes, Mate" and with that, his head was inside me. He moaned and I did the same. It felt so good. He inched slowly - conscious of my request. It felt so right to me to have this monster going inside my ass. I yelled out.
"Fuck yeah, you stud, that cock is awesome."
He grinned as his testicles slapped my ass indicating that he had hit home. He started pumping slowly. "You're fucking tight dude - I really like a tight ass. Squeezes my cock like nothing else." He kept up a good pace, the sound of his nuts hitting my ass filled the room in between our moans. We kept riding me. Again, he spit on his hand, except this time, he started jerking me off. Here we were - two studs who could have any lady and we were fucking our brains out. We kept at this pace for a good half hour. Finally, I felt what could only be described as another inch of his cock grow inside me.
"Oh fuck dude - I'm going to shoot this load straight up your asshole!" He was really going to town on my cock as well. It was on the verge as well. As I felt the first load of cum splatter around my anus, I immediately let loose the biggest load of my life.
"Fuck!" I screamed as shot after shot of cum flew thru the air, landing on Travis, me, the couch, the floor - all over. As his dick pulsated for what must have been a solid two minutes, the cum started running out of my ass.
"Yeah bro - your anus is sweet." As he slowed his piston like motion on my ass. He removed his cock - it glistened with cum and was still quit hard.
Travis spent the night at my place - we talk quite often now. He has frequent trips to New York - thankfully.