WARNING: This story involves graphic description of some kind of sexual relationship between a young male and another male. If you are under 18 (or under the legal age in your area), if you feel offended or if a cross-generational relationship isn't your cup of tea then please exit this file now.
DISCLAIMER: This story is purely fictional although any resemblance with actual persons living or dead could have preserved. None of actions depicted really have happened. The 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.
Going Deep with Nick Carter (T/t Celeb anal oral) By Benjie
Along the Florida coast, deep in the clear ocean waters laid I. Not liking scuba diving that much, just doing it to make my older brother happy. At 14, I was a skinny twerp and had was vacationing with my big brother while he was on leave from the Coast Guard.
While swimming around a coral reef, I caught sight of someone else out in the ocean depths. A large male scuba diver, a little on the hefty side, wearing red shorts and the standard scuba gear. Blond and big, just the way I like 'em. We glanced at one another for a second, then went our separate ways, or so I thought.
While swimming around some more coral reefs, the same big guy came out of nowhere and collided with me. I freaked, large objects underwater scare the daylights of me, so I scrambled out of the way and swam for shore. Not looking back at the husky blond.
The next day, my brother thought I should try diving again, but I had a better idea. He should go aqua and I'll be at the juice bar. Ordering a big umbrella drink, I sat at a stool by the bar staring into the blueness of the water when I heard "There you are."
I was startled by the unfamiliar voice. Looking around I was confronted with the same blond from the day prior. In a flower shirt, red shorts and a necklace was a now familiar face. He looked exactly like Nick Carter (a heart-throb of mine), but it could not be. My luck with celebrities is never that good. I normally meet Mr. Wrong.
"I was afraid I scared you off the other day," he said, "Are you all right?"
"Oh, I am fine. Thanks for asking."
"No prob' may I join you."
Gee, this is too neato. Here I am about to talk to Nick Carter look alike. All be it he could stand to loose a few Nick Carter pounds. But, heck, who doesn't.
"Sure, why not."
"Are you from around here, or visiting?" he inquired.
"Visiting, my brother is stationed here and h loves to swim."
"And you don't..."
"If I had gills, I'd like it a lot better."
"I see," he stammered then ordered an equally sized up drink.
He lifted it and wanted to toast. We clanged glasses, then tried to drink but our eyes collided with the umbrellas.
He began to talk about his band, what if... nah. His came out and introduced himself. "I'm Nick Carter."
We have just lost cabin pressure, I was sitting next to Nick Carter. Oh lordy, I reached out my hand and introduced myself, "Tim."
"Tim? Tim what?"
"Just Tim."
"Oh Kay," he grinned and shook my hand. "Well Tim, would you care for a boat trip."
"Sure," I said through clinched teeth and a white fear sweeping through my body. I hate boats, but what the heck, it is Nick Carter's boat.
We arrived at a dock with a semi big clipper ship tied up.
"Get aboard while I undo us," Nick suggested. After throwing the lines to me, Nick jumped aboard and we were off.
The wind was strong that day so we made good speed. It was not long before we were out to sea. The sun was setting and I asked,"Are going in for the night?"
"Nah, we can stay the night here aboard." Oh goody. Nick tossed an anchor overboard and we were set. He pulled out a couple brewskies and we conversed. I spent most of the time making fun of my life and Nick spent the time laughing. Not bad for someone so young.
It was eleven before we knew it. Nick suggested we hit the hay, I agreed even though I could of spent the whole night looking into his blue eyes.
In a large foam bed inside Nick's cabin, we slept, or he slept for about an hour and I listened to his breathing and soaking in his puffy body.
Chapter Two
My eyes were about to shut when his hand touched my crotch.
In shock and pleasure, my eye's shot open and looked at him. A smile came across his cute face. His hand caressed my stiffening cock.
"Take off your clothes," he said in a low groan. Mindlessly I obeyed removing my pants. He followed suit and was as naked as I was. I roamed my eyes down below his bulge of a stomach and cute belly button to an equally stiffened cock. It looked to be about eight inches, cut, and two large golf ball sized testicles resting on his inner thigh as he lay on his side. A dark patch of pubic hair was above his pink cock.
He scooted over so his giant cock came in contact with my measly five incher. While looking at our dancing penises, his soft red lips enveloped mine and we kissed. While in an embrace, his hand stroked my chest. Following suite, my hands roamed his soft chest and puffy nipples.
He rolled on his back and I followed. I laying on his big body, my legs spread on his sides so we could continue to French. His big hands stroked my back, then came at parade rest at my soft ass cheeks. I have a bubble butt, no denying it, it is just big. In mid tongue dance, we unlocked and looked at one another.
"You all right?" he asked.
"Fine."
I moved down to his rigid tool. A masterpiece of flesh. My mouth strained at the girth and width of it as it rolled into my mouth. It's head puffed my cheeks out as I tried to deep throat his massive love muscle.
"Roll over so we can sixty-nine," Nick said. Oh good, my favorite position, even though I had never done it before. I moved so my dick and balls dangled over Nick's face.
The shear ecstasy of it as he engulfed my prong. Heaven on earth as I know it. His cock, on the other hand, went deep in my mouth until it hit my tonsils. Then in a bold move on my part, the engorged head went down my throat.
Nick's hands cupped my ass and pulled my shlong out of his mouth to say, "Let's fuck, little buddy." A flash back to Gulligan's Island popped in my head but shortly lived.
Nick's tongue came across my anus and I shuddered in the pleasure of it all. Then I turned around so I was facing my idle.
His large hands enveloped my ass and lined his dick up with my opening. Down I went and bingo, we made contact. He forced his dick head through my entrance as I grunted in pain. The strain was almost unbearable. However, the large golf ball sized object made it through and past my outer ring. I was home, the real pain started as he thrusted upwards and began a humping action. His hands landed on my boney hips as we began to fuck.
My bangs went over my eyes as my hands rested on Nick's shoulders. The pain subsided after a a few minutes, however Nick was not waiting. He gasped, "Man you are tight. I can barely hold it back."
I was in control of this blond God, even though he out weighed me by 50 pounds, easily. My cock tingled as he rubbed my prostate from the inside. A stiffened dick in no time as we began to hump one another.
Sweat bearing down his face, Nick stopped us. "Wait a minute.
Stop." His voice was breathless and deep. "Let's try a different position."
Sliding off the telephone pole that was Nick Carter, I was moved onto my back on the bed. Nick pulled my legs over his shoulders as he covered me with his massive body and reentered my rear. Now face to face, I saw his sweaty dark blond hair locks as we realy fucked. He was really in high gear as he went in and out of me. My balls rested in his stinging bush above his walloping penis. His balls bounced of my rear as my erection rubbed against his sweaty tummy. His face was contorted and turning red as he gasped and hissed at me. "Oh Gawd!" he hollered as I felt his jettoning juice fill me up. What felt like a gallon filled my innards and pushing against my prostate.
"UGH...uuuugh." I moaned as my penis erupted all over my chest and throat. Tears came down across my cheeks as I looked up into Nicky's eyes that were like slits.
Falling across me we stayed like a real couple until his pecker softened. We stayed united as we slept. His arms across my chest as he slumbered with his cock embedded in my rear.
Together as one.