The following story is completely fictional and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives.
JUSTIN and ALAN - Chapter 2
"Are you my bitch now, Justin?"
"Oh.....My......God........that was the most awesome fuck I've ever had." And he flung his arms around Alan's neck and kissed his sensuous lips deeply. Alan remained imbedded in Justin's love canal; he hadn't lost any of his hardness because he hadn't cum yet. The muscular model began rotating his hips again and nudging Justin's pleasure button.
"Oh....My....Good....God.......you're going to do me again???"
"Honey, I'm going to do you and Do You and DO YOU until you're as limp as a rag doll. Ever have a lover do that to you?"
Justin looked into Alan's eyes with both lust and trepidation. He was sensing a difference in Alan; it was a feeling of his wanting too much control. Hot sex with a hot guy was fine, but Justin wasn't going to surrender himself to anybody.......or so he thought.
Alan licked Justin's pouty lips, the tip of his nose, his eyebrows........and continued the precision aiming of his fuck pole. Justin responded by locking his ankles against Alan's smoldering hind end, and snagging Alan's busy tongue with his teeth. Justin sucked in that slippery appendage, and drew Alan's lips to his own. Muffled groans flowed into the mouths of both players. Not having cum yet was making Alan super horny; the re-stimulation of Justin's special spot was charging him up for another explosion as his brain went numb and his body shifted into gratification mode.
"Alan, you're bringing me to the edge again, man."
"That's the plan, hot guy. I want you to cum two or three more times before I flood you with my seed."
"I don't know if I can cum again; I've never had a multiple before. When I'm with Nick Jonas, he usually pounds me for an hour or more until we both cum."
"Nick's not a very skilled lover, I guess. I like to totally wear a guy out before I breed him. My pal Marco used to be my fuck buddy; we each could cum six or eight times in a night, but we'd also catch some sleep between rounds."
Justin's heels dug into Alan's muscular butt cheeks like a rider spurring a horse. Alan stepped up his lunges and began rocking the bed rhythmically. Justin felt the pressure building in his loins again as Alan pummeled his prostate.
"Oh shit, Alan, I think I AM going to cum again."
Alan ravaged on, pounding Justin into the mattress. Justin's ankles unlocked and his legs flared out as Alan drove deep and hard. Alan grunted with each power slam into Justin's tight ass. Justin grabbed at his own legs and pulled them back, pointing his bottom upward. Alan was up on his toes, in push-up position, sinking his rock-hard 9 inches through Justin's ring and deep into his colon. Justin began to pant.
"Ahh, oh shit, ahh ahh, oh shit, ahhh ahhh ahhh, OH HOLY SHIT, AHH AHH AHH AAAAAAHHHHHHH........" and let loose a second flood of his seed against his own belly and Alan's.
Alan slowed his pace, got onto his haunches, pulled Justin into his lap and bent himself forward enough to take Justin's cock in his mouth. Alan sucked on Justin like the boy's pole was a source of life force. Having just orgasmed, the tip of Justin's member was ultra-sensitive. Overcome with stimulation, Justin tried to pull away, but the powerful Alan kept him in place.
"Oh fuck, Alan, I think you're going to make me faint in a minute."
"No way, I want you conscious when I breed you; but I also want you completely drained first."
With that, Alan slurped Justin's pole back into his hungry mouth and doubled the efforts of his tongue on the head. As he sand-papered the tip of Justin's pole, Alan also took a handful of the boy's balls. Alan gently squeezed and fondled Justin's jewels as he continued battering with his tongue. Alan alternated ball-fondling with ass cheek squeezing. Justin attempted to twist his body at the same time he squealed Alan's name. Justin threw his head back and let out a roar of pleasure as he pulsed in Alan's mouth. This time, very little ejaculate flowed although Alan detected a half dozen pulses of Justin's cock.
Justin gasped, "oh my fucking God, that was awesome, Alan. Let me rest a moment."
"Sorry kid, we're almost where you need to be for me to breed you."
Alan put Justin's legs over his own shoulders and began gyrating again in a shallower part of Justin's love channel. As before, Alan's rock hard fuck pole was working the youth's hot spot. Justin was too exhausted to respond to the continued assault. A stupor-like grin was spreading across Justin's face as he felt his body wind up for a final release.
Alan worked Justin's body furiously- jabbing his prostate, biting his neck, giving those pouty lips a vicious workout. He could see Justin's eyes change from hypnotic bliss to "deer in the headlights" panic. Alan knew that his conquest was back on the edge again. Alan widened the spread of Justin's legs by slipping them from his shoulders to the crook of each arm. The well muscled model was up on his toes again, thrusting his hips forward into Justin's raised crotch. Alan's shaft was pressing hard against Justin's pleasure button with each lunge and the singer's breaths quickened. Justin's head rocked back again and he let out a second high pitched squeal as a dry cum overtook him. The pulsing of Justin's cock and the contractions of his anal ring sent the necessary jolt to Alan. Alan sank his mouth into Justin's exposed neck and sucked for all he was worth as his own body took over. The trigger had been pulled. Alan rammed as deep as he could, gripped Justin's sexy ass, reared his own head back and bellowed as his torrent of seed burst from his loins like water from a fire hose. Alan pulsed seven times as jet after jet of spunk power-sprayed Justin's colon.
Alan collapsed on top of the sexy teen as both breathed rapidly. Alan rolled their bodies so that they lay sideways facing each other. He gave Justin a deep kiss, licking and nibbling those sensuous lips again. It was lost on Justin; he'd been knocked out cold from the furious assault. Alan smiled victoriously to himself, and drifted into a contented sleep while still connected to his lover's chute. His last conscious thought was, "mmmmm, mmmmm; this boy is all mine now."
Sorry for the brief chapter, but Alan couldn't hold out any longer. Wonder what he'll think of Justin's new haircut? Will he be any less attracted? We'll see.......
Thank you to David, Bob and Anna-Maria for your encouragement and ideas.
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