This story is a work of fiction. The celebrities depicted are pure fantasy. This series was inspired by "Vraxis" at (VRAXIS@hotmail.com). The characters, and story concepts are derived from HIS 2003 series "gangbanging Mario Lopez". I continue this adaptation with his permission. _____________________________________________________________________ GANGBANGING SHEMAR MOORE Chapter -5
ON THE SET
Shemar awoke in his own bed, in his own plush apartment, to the sound of repeated rings coming from his cordless phone. He was tired and very groggy as he stretched across his large bed to answer it. "Yes?", he mumbled into the receiver, his sore throat making his speech all the harder to understand.
"Shemar! It's Roger, WHERE THE HELL've you been?!!" screamed his agent, unaware of Shemar's ordeal.
"Ro...ger..?" questioned Shemar, clearing the cobwebs from his brain.
"Where've you been? YR's been calling for you for 2 days! I've had everyone looking for you! You're lucky they didn't FIRE you! You need to get your ass down to the studio ASAP! Do you understand?!"
"YR..? What day is it...?" he asked, recalling an important scene he was supposed to have shot for The Young And The Restless.
"What day is it? Look Shemar, I'm not interested in what some new big cocked movie exect is offering you for your next big gig, or how you got gangbanged by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers again! All I want to hear is that you're on your way into work, before the producers of YR replace you with another "Malcolm" like they did last time! Now get your ass out of bed, and get over to the studio ASAP!" CLICK
Shemar heard the dial tone, realizing the seriousness of the situation. He laid back in bed, trying to cypher reality from dream. At last recall, he remembered being covered and fucked raw by homeless derelicts. Being overwhelmed by the insulting stench as each of them laid on top of him and humped away. Now he'd been bathed, cleaned, and put to bed without his knowledge. He began to think that maybe he'd dreamt his whole ordeal, that he'd somehow imagined the whole incident, that is until he tried to get out of bed and felt a horrible pain shoot through his aching bowels. He got up and walked over to his full length wall mirror, and bent over to examine his sore but numbing anus. He gasped in horror as he saw the awful shape his asshole was in. The anal lips were discolored in a deep red and badly bruised, they were also fat and flabby and no longer closed completely. His ass cheeks were smacked to a deep purple from all the pelvic and hand pounding, and his neck was also discolored with a ton of passion marks giving to him by a plethora of fuckers. His nipples were also severely sore, having been pulled, pinched, sucked, and bitten throughout his 36 hour ordeal.
"There's noway I can do my "nude" scene today..." groaned Shemar, viewing his entire body in the wall mirror. But after recalling his agent's threat, he decided to go into work anyway. Maybe they can reset the shoot once Shemar explained his situation with the show's producers. After all, he was one of the show's most popular characters.
He arrived at the CBS Studios around noon. The show was already in production, taping a scene with the actors playing Nicholas Newmen, Brad Carlton, and Jack Abbott. Shemar had been fucked by each of the actors, as well as most of the show's crew. He silently walked onto the set, wearing his trademark sunglasses and open shirt. Mark Bennings (the show's head producer) noticed Shemar's arrival, and cut him off before he could disturb the taping. He called Shemar into his dressing room, where he yelled, cursed, and screamed about the loss of money on rescheduled production. But knowing Shemar had a strong following, he was willing to chuck the past couple of days with a new shoot. That was until Shemar removed his shirt to show the producer his bruised and battered body. There was noway Shemar could do a bedroom scene with his starlet co-star, with the neck and nipple bruises covering such obvious spots.
"I see you've been busy..." sighed Bennings, eyeing the actor's body from top to bottom. Shemar noticed the lust in the man's eyes, he'd seen it before in hundreds of men before him, all of which had ended with him taking their cocks in some capacity. Just like clock work, Bennings began to massage his rising crotch bulge. Shemar had been on the receiving end of that bulge on numerous occasions. Without being summoned, he knelt on the floor before him and unzipped his boss's pants. A stiff 6 incher spilled out into the open, throbbing thickly with anticipation of Shemar's mouth. Shemar licked his lips and covered the cock with his mouth. The producer groaned with excitement as his cock sank between the actor's talented lips. This was the act that had gotten Shemar the job at CBS 10 years, and the handsome actor had lost none of his skill over the years.
Shemar eagerly slid his lips up and down the shaft of 54 year old Mark Bennings. He attacked the older man's dick with vigor, knowing from experience that it wouldn't take him long to cum. He mashed his face into Bennings' pubic bone, churning his stiffened cock around in his throat. He then pulled back, sucking heatedly on the head. He was rewarded by the sweet taste of pre-cum. Shemar ate the droplets, swallowing them as he sucked the cock back down into his throat. He loved sucking dick, he'd been doing it since he was a boy. His earliest recollection recognized semen as his favorite snack. He don't recall how old he was when he first tasted it, but he imagined it had to have been when he was around 7 or 8, trying to fit in with the older white kids in his neighborhood. Shemar had spent many hours on his knees pleasing those boys, giving them anything they wanted, -just to be their friend. Just to be accepted.
Mark Bennings felt his cock being sucked into a frenzy, he wouldn't be able to hold off his load for long. His knees were already beginning to buckle as his dick started to pulse. He looked down to watch his hard white cock slipping in and out of the sleek young black man at his feet. He saw the moist lips sucking at his shaft, and lost his composure. The cum shot from his dick in a fiery blaze, filling Shemar's mouth with the sweet salty taste of semen. Shemar ate the cum in 2 gulps, loving the feel as it slithered down his bruised throat in journey to his stomach. He swallowed the dick again, sucking hard along the shaft to be certain he got every drop of cum. He smacked his lips satisfyingly when he came back off it for the last time.
"Do I still have my job?" he asked innocently, looking up at the senior producer with his brown bedroom eyes. Bennings looked down at the handsome actor, knowing Shemar had him in the palm of his hand with that talented mouth of his. He nodded "yes", bringing a contented smile to the black man's lips. Bennings tucked his cock away and zipped up, just as Shemar's dressing room door opened to reveal Brad Carlton, Nicholas Newmen, and Jack Abbott standing in the threshold. Bennings smiled at the 3 men, then exited without a word. It was common knowledge that Shemar was the best pussyboy the day time soap had to offer, but Bennings didn't like letting word get around that he was also sampling the young man's talents, as his wife of 30 years was always looking for excuses to sue him for infidelity.
"So, I see you've been in...talks, with Bennings -again." smiled Brad, breaking the ice after Bennings left the room. Shemar smiled that charming grin that got him so many close-ups during taping.
"Well you know how I do. I'm good at negotiating talks with the business exects."
"Negotiate?" smirked Jack Abbott, straightening his tie as he spoke. "What you know how to do -mr Moore, is suck a mean dick." he corrected with a smirk.
"YOU should know." teased Shemar, licking the remaining saltiness from his lips.
"We ALL should know." smiled Nicholas Newmen, closing the door behind him. "Don't think we all don't know what was going on in here with your little pet -Bennings. We could practically hear him moaning all the way on the set."
"Whatever." laughed Shemar, getting up from his knees.
"Don't get up on our account." smiled Nick.
"Damn, would you get a look at those bruises!" erupted Brad, his eyes roaming Shemar's body rapidly. "Someone's taken a liking to you! What happened?" he asked, touching the black, blue, purple and red bruises with his finger tips.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." said Shemar, turning to his make-up mirror to examine the bruises himself.
"Try us." said Jack, removing his sports jacket.
"After the award show, I went to this club in the hood to unwind and relax..." started Moore.
"The hood? Like you know anything about being black!" joked Newmen.
"Hey, I AM black!" said Moore, having had to prove it to other blacks most of his life. "I can't help it that I grew up in a good neighborhood..."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, -we know. 'Poor little black-boy looses his heritage by being half white and well off'. What HAPPENED to you?" repeated Brad, eager to hear the tale he knew would be HOT.
"Well, like I said, I went to this club to unwind...and got accosted by this big black bouncer that had a bug up his ass about me..."
"Big black bouncer, eh? What's the odds he had a big black cock to match?" asked Jack, groping himself erotically.
"Very good odds, cause he fucked the shit out of me with it!" responded Moore. "He fucked me right then and there in the VIP Lounge, in front of everyone. Then he made me service each and everyone at the party. I tell you, I sucked more rapper's dicks then Lil' Kim. My ass was so sore, that I didn't even know what time of day it was. It was wild."
"So while the rest of us were stuck here busting our butts covering for him, he was out getting that pretty little black hole of his fucked by his celebrity homeboys." laughed Jack, unzipping his pants and letting them fall to the floor to reveal his 7 and 1/2 inch hardon. "I say that that cause for a little appreciation, don't you fellas?"
"Oh yeah, by all means." smiled Nick Newman, unzipping his trousers too.
"Definitely." responded Brad, rubbing his crotch lewdly. Shemar needed no more invitation than that. He walked over to the first man (brad), and kissed him passionately on the lips. Brad returned the heated kiss as Shemar unzipped his pants to pull out his 6" pole. Shemar broke the kiss and sank to his knees. Brad leaned back against the desk, and watched as Shemar ate his cock whole. Brad groaned like a baby as the hot lips slid all the way down to the base of his dick, trapping his cock in the pit of Shemar's throat.
Nicholas and Jack both removed their clothing. They'd fucked Shemar on numerous occasions, alone and in groups. There wasn't a single hard, stiff cock on the lot that hadn't sampled Shemar's talents one way or another. The producers, the directors, the script writers, the stage, make-up, wardrobe and camera crews, all had a piece of Shemar at one point. There would be days when Shemar would be buried in the back set, naked, unconscious from exhaustion, and getting his butt fucked by some horny stage hand or ass hungry actor. Many times he was pulled out of the gutter, (cum dripping profusely from his anus) thrown in the shower, shaved, dressed, and stuck in front of the cameras with barely a recollection of his lines. But somehow, he always managed to come off smelling like a rose. Jack got down on his knees behind Shemar. He tugged at the waist band of his pants until they were down around Shemar's thighs. He pulled the golden tan ass cheeks apart, revealing the badly used and abused anal opening nestled just between Shemar's slightly haired valley.
"My STARS, have you guys seen his asshole?" shouted a startled Jack. Brad and Nick both looked down at the parted cheeks. The anus was stretched open by Jack's fingers, revealing the worn, irritated anal lips. They hung open, unable to close by the recent memory of it's own death by cock. Jack took a moment to really examine the poor defeated chute, and concluded that despite getting too much of a good thing, what it really needed was more cock. So he spit into the palm of his hand, and massage the slick coating a long the shaft of his ivory cock. Shemar felt the cock head touch up against his anal lips, and moaned whorishly around the mouthful of dick fucking his face. Jack didn't even use any lubricant other than spit as he pushed his dick into Shemar's ass bud. The butt lips were too tired and weak to resist, and opened easily under the pressure. Jack's cock tip moistened against the leaky hole, and began to slide in effortlessly. Jack never thought of Shemar's hole as extremely tight, but now it definitely was much looser then he remembered. That bouncer and his friends from the "hood" must have really done a job on this ass.
Shemar felt the cock slip into his ass, and despite all the soreness from his 36 hour fucking, he hiked his ass and spread his legs wider to give Jack's dick better access. He knew he was a true whore in every since of the word. He'd been getting fucked since he was a child, and had been loving it ever since. His own cock stiffened straight beneath his belly, as his asshole was rode deep and hard. His mouth was being fucked by Brad, whom wasted no time gripping Shemar by the skull to face fuck him with the full length of his cock. He'd felt the black actor's mouth on his dick many times before, Shemar was not above giving the entire cast and crew of men hot blowjobs on the set during their holiday and anniversary parties. Brad recalled the first time he met Shemar, after he'd won out his audition over some very talented actors. Shemar walked up to Brad in his dressing room and told the gorgeous actor that he'd been a fan of his since he first appeared on the show as the Abbott's gardener many years before. Brad was impressed by Shemar's comments, and shocked when Shemar offered to show his fondness by sinking down to his knees. Brad was still in shock when he felt Shemar's mouth enclose around his shaft. That was the first of many blowjobs he'd receive from him over the years.
Nicolas Newmen stood by stroking his own erection, watching his 3 co-stars fuck. He was awaiting any available hole, not really caring which one he'd get to use. Newmen had his first taste of Shemar during his initial read to play the role as Victor Newmen's rich and spoiled son on the soap. He read in front of several of the cast members, then was approached by Shemar whom told him he had "something" about him that made him stand out from the rest of the auditions. Nick had no idea what the man was talking about, until he caught Moore openly gulking at his crotch and licking his lips wantonly. Nick sprung a quick hardon just thinking of Shemar on his knees sucking his dick. That soon became a reality when Moore took him into his dressing room and worked over his raging pole until he was swallowing every ounce of the would-be actor's creamy load. Needless to say that he got the part, and had been getting hot head jobs from his co-star happily ever after.
Meanwhile Jack was holding Moore by the hips, pounding his dick hard into the bent backside housing his penile. The hole was wet and juicy, despite not having any lubricant. Jack knew that meant Shemar had been fucked by someone, and that their load(s) were acting as lube for his cock. He pulled back on his hips, drawing most of his cock from the well fucked hole. He pushed back up inside, loving the feel of the slick anal walls sucking his length. He pulled back again, this time removing his cock completely. A huge gush of stale semen erupted from the gaping folds, spilling what had to be a half of cup of cum onto Jack's cock and balls. Jack jammed his dick back up into the hole, and drilled it hard and deep, riding Shemar like the black stallion he was. Shemar groaned around the mouthful of cock fucking his throat, but pushed his ass back to meet Jack's hips thrust for thrust. Jack was so turned on by idea of fucking Shemar after so many unknown blackmen had dumped into him, that he was getting closer and closer to losing his own load. He pounded into the ass in front of him with all his might, ramming his cock through the beaten lips with amazing ease. He felt his cum coated balls tighten in their slimy sack, then shoved his cock bone deep inside Shemar's roost. A split second later, he was white washing the man's innards with a fresh batch of semen to replace the stale cum from yesterday. Shemar felt the cock jerking wildly inside him, and sucked Brad harder.
Jack took a moment to regain his senses as he slowly withdrew his cock. His purple penis was still rock hard, and covered in the slime of another male's sperm. He stood up, leaving the ass vulnerable for Nicholas as he maneuvered himself behind Shemar's spread cheeks. He looked down at the well fucked and over used anus, and aimed his cock without using his hands. He let it touch the cum dripping flower, then allowed it to sink in in one long smooth thrust. Shemar felt the cock moving into him, spreading his anal walls to accommodate it's size. He felt the pubic hairs against his rounded cheeks, and knew he had all of Newmen's hard dick inside him. He tightened his hole around the shaft, caressing the embedded rod as he went crazy sucking Brad. Brad was close to popping his load as well. He leaned back, resting his palms flat on the floor as he offered up his cock. Shemar was sucking the entire length down, rolling the hardon in the confides of his throat, his tongue caressing the underbelly as he tried to coax the cum from Brad's balls.
Brad's cock jumped in Shemar's throat, he pounced his mouth up and down the full length of his tool. He'd tasted Brad's cum often enough, and was in love with its unique flavor. Spurred on by Newmen's thrusting in his ass, Shemar became cum thirsty for Brad's load. He never removed his mouth once, as he willingly jammed his throat over and over, trying to get Brad's nutt. Brad in turn, was about to pop with lust. His cock was being expertly sucked by one of the sexiest men on television, while he watched another man plowing his open ass lustfully. Jack came over and stood next to Brad, watching him get one step closer to blowing his load. Brad looked up into Jack's face and smiled. He couldn't help but notice Jack's semi hard cock bobbing next to him, just a foot or so from his face. It was still thick, and shinning wetly with the seeds from Shemar's ass. Brad was impressed by Jack's tool, and fought an urge to reach over and touch it with his lips. Just then, he felt his cock pulse, and knew he was about to unload. Shemar groaned as his mouth filled with the especially sweet sauces of Brad's juice. Brad grabbed his head and gasped as each pulse pumped out a fresh batch of semen, filling Brad's oral cavity to capacity. Shemar pulled off the erupting cock, swallowed the sweet contents, and resumed sucking until Brad's cock got completely limp. When Brad finally removed himself, Jack replaced him to let Shemar lick his cock and balls clean of all the cummy slime coating his hairy crotch.
Meanwhile Newmen was thrusting in and out of the hole already dug into by countless others. The hot hole was wet with warm semen, coating his cock and making him move easily through the slickened passage. He loved looking down and seeing his white cock slip in and out of the black cheeks. He'd grown up in a white neighborhood, and rarely had any interaction with blacks. The few he saw, sparked an interest in him. Like most whites he wondered how he stacked up to them physically, where did his cock size come in comparison. Shemar had been his first introduction to the race, and for the life of him he couldn't fathom why black people got such a bad reputation, especially if they were all as welcoming and inviting as Shemar. Moore had been very generous with offering the rising star his body parts when he was in need for something to fuck. Rare was it that Newmen would slid into Shemar's ass and not find evidence that someone had beaten him to it. In time he'd grown to like the feel of his cock sliding through another man's load. Even now, he could feel Jack's cum load coating his cock, and it made him want to shoot off inside. In no time he was drilling Shemar harder, driving his cock through the flabby lips of his asshole until he suddenly spilled his thick white semen into the cum dump ass before him. Shemar's cock was still hard beneath him, awaiting his hand to jerk a hot load from his balls. Unfortunately before he could attend to his own needs, did his dressing room door pop open to a surprising guest.
"What you white pussies doin to my Bitch?" asked Viper, accompanied by several of his men.
end of chapter five...