Hey everyone, it's been a while. Seeing how hot the line up for 'I'm A Celeb' is this year, I thought i'd do a series on the characters in the jungle. I'm very excited. I hope you enjoy this as much as I do!
I am very much open to suggestions, so if there is something in particular you guys would like to see/hear/read about, please do let me know at:
JJFreeman42@gmail.com
I'm also happy to hear criticism, comments, etc. What you liked, what you didn't like, basically, I like hearing your thoughts, so don't be shy.
The usual warnings apply, the characters and events in this story are purely fictional representations and I do not imply that any celebrities mentioned partake in homosexual activities. I'm A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here® is a registered trade mark of ITV Studios, used under permission of ITV Studios. All rights reserved. Also while the characters in this story may not practice safe sex... You should.
Okay, on with the story:
PART 1 - THE PRODUCER
"You're going to give me whatever I need, aren't you?" said Adam Thomas as he removed the producer's cock from his mouth. The producer, Mike, nodded. It was all he could muster; the man was giving him the best blowjob of his life.
Adam smiled and placed the cock back in his mouth. He ran his tongue around the circumcised head, causing Mike to moan and clutch the bedframe. They'd arranged this meeting in the producer's hotel room the night before they were all due to enter the jungle, Adam had been eager to negotiate some luxuries, should he require them. He stopped sucking Mike's dick once again.
"If I need time off camera, you'll get it me, won't you?"
Mike nodded.
"Good."
This time, Adam made sure the big cock hit the back of his throat, making his producer gasp and nearly shoot his load right there. He kept it there for a moment, letting his throat constrict and hug the tip of his cock, before pulling back, making sure to suck with vigour. He grabbed the producer's balls, and began to fondle them, as he noisily slurped on his lengthy tool.
He looked up at Mike, making eye contact. Adam new looking up at him from this angle would display his puppy dog eyes, and the producer would be even deeper under his spell. He could hardly believe his luck. Mike was a middle-aged man; he had defined flecks of grey showing in his hair, either side of his temple. He clearly looked after himself, however. His body could be mistaken for someone in their mid-twenties, and his Australian accent seemed to de-age him even more so.
He removed Mike's cock from his mouth, and very gently massaged it with his hand.
"If I need lube, condoms, dildos, fleshlights, cockrings, anything like that, you'll get it for me, won't you?"
"Yes."
He pushed the producer further onto the bed, and pulled his legs up. Adam continued to stroke Mike's cock as his tongue began to tease his hole. Mike slapped a hand over his mouth to stop himself from crying out in ecstasy.
Adam had to stop himself from going too far, he had to maintain control of the situation, it was essential if he was to get what he wanted. He hadn't touched himself so far, and for good reason, he knew that the second he did, the game was off, and the only thing he'd be able to do was fuck until he was dry. He couldn't have that. Not yet.
"And if I need a space to fuck the other contestants, you can get me that, can't you?"
Mike said nothing.
"Mike... mate?" Adam attempted to remain assertive.
"Yeah, I can."
Adam smiled his delicious smile one more time, before burying his face between Mike's asscheeks, making out with his hole to the producer's delight. He squirmed at the sensation, unable to contain himself.
Adam stood up.
"And if I need to fuck this ass immediately, you're gonna let me do that, aren't you?" Adam playfully slapped Mike's face.
"It's about fucking time."
Mike flipped himself over. He arched his back and pushed his ass back, revealing the tight hole that Adam had wetted in preparation. Adam ran his fingers up the producer's back until he reached his dark, grey-flecked hair. He clutched it tightly. Pulling down his black briefs, his last item of clothing, his cock sprung up, fully erect and ready to go. He pulled Mike's head back as he lined up his dick. In one fluid motion, Adam entered him, pushing past any resistance he felt.
Mike gasped. He tried to move his head forward, but Adam refused to let him, holding him tightly by the hair. Instead, he buried his cock as deep as it would go, and let it sit there for a moment. Only when he'd fully inserted himself, did he let go of his tight hold.
The two men breathed deeply.
Adam savoured the humidity of the Australian air, penetrating even the air-conditioned hotel suite. He ran his fingernails along Mike's back, moving slowly down, before placing his hands on his hips. He pressed his thumbs into Mike's lower back and ass cheeks, gently massaging them. Then he grabbed hold a little harder, before pulling himself back.
He slid his cock out slowly, until only the tip lingered inside. That was the last gentle action he took. When he entered the producer again, he pushed even harder than before. He slowly began to build up a rhythm, alternating between a series of rapid thrusts, and several slow, but deep penetrating ones.
The man was tight. Was this the first time he had done this?
Mike's head was buried in the mattress, biting the duvet, to muffle his increasingly loud groans. Adam showed less restraint. He grunted at the peak of each thrust, and punctuated this with "fuck" and moans that he knew the next room along would be able to hear. Fuck it, it wasn't his hotel room.
Adam slapped Mike's toned asscheek, and felt the producer's hole tighten around his cock. Fuck- that was good. He'd begun to sweat, and so had Mike, he could see the perspiration on his shoulders Adam fell forwards, pressing his hot torso against Mike's back, savouring the warmth it produced. Mike growled as Adam's cock entered him deeper than ever before. In response, Adam made a noise somewhere between a shout and a bark, husky and guttural. That put the producer in his place.
Adam reached underneath and grabbed Mike's cock tightly. It was wetter than he expected.
He was inches away from cumming.
Sure enough, all Adam had to do was tug on it a couple times and it started to spasm. Mike let out a desperate cry and threatened to let his whole body fall to the bed. Adam wasn't about to let that happen. He let go of Mike's dick and grabbed his hips, forcing his ass back onto his cock. He thrust a couple more times, feeling the producer's hole squeeze the cum out of him.
Adam didn't attempt to pull out. He let himself release inside him, and walked away when he was done. He wanted nothing more than to lay in bed and take a nap, but that might have made him look weak. It was important that the producer knew where they stood. The negotiations were not over.
He quickly dressed, in which time Mike managed to lie down properly on his bed, the cum leaking from his hole onto the duvet. Adam turned around to face him.
"Remember what we discussed, mate" Adam smiled his cheeky smile, "and we can do this again."
He thought he saw Mike's cock twitch at that.
"I'll see you in the jungle," he replied.
Adam laughed, opening the hotel door and stepping out into the corridor, "yeah- I guess you will."