Feedback - I don't know Justin Timberlake from NSYNC or Pharell from the Neptunes/NERD. I don't know if either of them are gay or if they are straight, and I don't know their personal preferences. I can only hope that the two of them are gay and that they could possibly being doing this in their own private lives...my hopes are just a dream though.
Justin silently watched the video, happy with the way it had turned out. He looked amazing, he thought he sounded amazing and he was lucky enough to get Clipse to join in and give the song a harder edge. He couldn't have done it with out Pharell though, he owed everything to him. The guy had done amazing work with him and the band, and he knew he had to have that sucess on his own.
It wasn't just that though, something about Pharell drew him towards him. Maybe it was his sex appeal, or his thug appeal, or his talent, or just how fucking hot he was. Justin couldn't decide on one in particular, so he usually chose to choose all of those reasons, mostly because he thought they were all true.
In his dreams Pharell would be with him in intimate positions, sex and fucking non-stop til all hours of the night. Of course, that in his dreams, and in reality he could only spend time with Pharell at clubs and studios and other places for the business.
He stopped the video on the still where he and Pharell were standing next to each other in the club, he liked that, because it could be true, the two were great friends now, especially with the whole remixing stuff and him appearing in his video, they just fit as friends, and Justin knew they could fit as more. He was just going to have to make his move perfectly.
Pharell was coming over later to watch the video with him, give him some suggestions or feedback, and Justin was going to let that happen, then he would make his move. Maybe after he and Pharell were a little drunk, he hadn't figured that part out yet.
He was quick to rewind the video when he heard the knock on the door. Rushing up he practically ran to it, but made sure to compose himself as he pulled it open. It's not like Pharell was going to care if he was sweaty, but the thought still was in his head, and so he made sure to run his hands over his hair and then he opened it. Pharell smiled and stepped in, slowly like always.
He and Justin made their way to his living room, and took seats next to each other. Pharell waited for Justin to start it up, and watched the screen intently as it played out the video.
"Stop it right there."
Justin hit the stop button and looked at the screen and then back at Pharell. The still was one of the parts where Justin was singing and dancing. He was worried that Pharell would say something about the moves, or that he wasn't keeping up with the other dances.
"You look hot there." Justin smiled, but thought nothing of it, hot being used as a general term in the industry to describe something fresh and new, or just something that all around looked good to the eyes or sounded good to the ears. "Nah dude, I mean, you look fucking sexy. I was just talking to Britney earlier, and all I could think about was how stupid she was for dumping you, dawg, she lost a nice piece of ass."
Justin tried to think of what to do, he was going to get what he wanted and he wasn't even going to have to try as hard as he thought he would before. But he couldn't think of any thing to say in response, not even a thank you would come out of his shocked mouth.
"Of course, maybe you and her weren't right for each other." Pharell began to speak as he leaned into Justin's side and started to suck on his ear, Justin felt himself melting into the mouth that was controlling his senses. He willingly bent and moved to allow Pharell access to his neck and cheek, and when Pharell grabbed him and pulled him in for a soft kiss, he let him take control of his bottom lift and claim his mouth with his tongue. When he pulled away Justin was left with disappointment. "I thought so, you and me are perfect for each other. I even came prepared."
Justin watched as he pulled out a condom, it wasn't a surprise, Justin himself carried condoms all the time, it was more of an image thing case you lost it, but Pharell was preparing to use this one, and Justin was anxious for that to happen.
He led the way into his bedroom and onto his bed. Pharell pushed him down and stripped himself. Justin did the same quickly, not wanting to waste any time.
Pharell was now in his boxers, the condom on the side of the bed, Justin was naked, and Pharell was enjoying it. He took the time to suckle on all the soft spots he had learned over his years of experience. Justin seemed to like his navel the best, and with each tongue over his belly button he quivered with anticipation and satisfaction.
It didn't stop there, it moved back upwards to his nipples, first his left, and at the same time fingers gently pinched his right, keeping him moaning with pleasure and a little bit of pain thrown in. It was exciting to be with Justin, shaved smooth on all his body, except for his face and legs, a smooth penis and a smooth chest was turning him on enough that he didn't want to prolong the sex. But he wasn't going to rush this, that would ruin his rep, he was a pleaser before he himself was pleased, and he was going to keep that going.
Justin moaned as a hand met his hardened cock and squeezed it with massive strength. It did not wilt though, remaining hard as the grip loosened and was followed by soft strokes up and down while Pharell's other hand manipulated his balls with circular motions.
This wasn't new territory to him, but Justin was feeling sensations and emotions he had never felt before. No one had ever given him this much pleasure before the actual sex, and he hadn't even orgasmed yet. He was feeling mixes of things, from passion and pleasure, to love and hope for this to never end. He moaned out a silent whimper as the hands released themselves from his crotch and he could feel the absence of them throughout his whole body.
He need not compalin though, because he soon felt the presence on his ass, and he flipped over to give them easier access. Justin moaned as one of Pharell's fingers traced up and down his crack, and moaned as it entered him softly and slowly. He got use to the feeling of it probing him, and with out words he gave Pharell all the signs that he was ready for more fingers inside him.
After four were probing around in him he was bucking back for a quick fuck, but Pharell was taking his time, barely moving them at all, and not nearly fast enough for Justin's liking. And soon enough they too were removed from him, just like the hand on his privates and the mouth on his sweet spots. Pharell was teasing him and working him up for a perfect fuck.
Justin could only think of two things that were next, and when he felt a wet tongue licking at his ass, it was a amazing, Justin could feel it flickering at his opening, and he wanted for nothing more then that to be Pharell's cock at his hole.
Justin rolled back over, causing Pharell to pull back and look down at him, eyeing him with lust. He stared up and down the powerfully built man below him.
"You're so beautiful, I've never seen a hotter man."
Justin blushed and rolled his eyes, not believing the sweet words flowing from Pharell's sexy face.
"Nah, seriously, look at you, your smooth as a baby, and hot as fucking twink." Justin blushed again as Pharell took off his boxers. Justin smiled at the sight, a nine inch cock waiting for his ass, bobbing in the air. Justin wondered why Pharell had waited until now to expose himself, but then he figured it might have been to build up the frustration of not being able to get off.
Justin dropped to his knees on the ground and took the cock into his mouth with one full swoop. He was an expert at sucking cock, giving head, cleaning the knob, what ever you wanted to call it, he was an expert at servicing men. He took time on each inch of the shaft in his mouth, not to mention his tongue could work magic on any head, circumsized or uncircumsized.
Pharell was quick to push him off though, he wasn't going to get off in a mouth, that was his last hope. He wanted nothing more then to take Justin's ass for his own and claim it as his property.
Justin knew what was coming and laid down on the bed. Pharell climbed onto the bed and over top of him, and before he even placed his cock at the entrance he lent down to lay one gentle kiss on Justin's passionate and pouty lips. Justin kiss softly back and relaxed as he felt the head of Pharell's cock rest at his hole. He breathed in deeply with the first push, and fought the urge to expel the foreign object.
He waited patiently, the pain barely there as Pharell made his way completely inside of him. They lay still for a few seconds, letting each other get use to the feeling, Justin was use to be fucked, but he had never had such a large cock inside of him, and in fact was closer to be a virgin then an experienced fuck. Pharell on the other hand was a great fucker, been around the block many times, but he had never had such a tight hole as Justin, never had he been use to such a powerful vaccuum on his cock.
Pharell slowly began thrusting, in and out, Justin bucked back with each other, slowly, and as he came back up he would meet with Pharell pushing him back down, his body grinding into the bed, forward and downard, and then backward and upward with each thrust in. It was amazing rythym, Justin's dancing skills and Pharell's skills in bed were like a beautiful pattern, they moved perfectly together, and each thrust was powerful and orgasmic without an orgasm.
Justin's pace tried to pick up the actions, but he couldn't, becuase Pharell was controlling this, and he wanted nothing more than to take his time and pace. He couldn't moan and whimper in pleasure as Pharell took his breath away with each thrust that made contact with his prostate.
Justin bucked back one final time but was met with a forceful thrust back in that sent him to the bed and then upward as he let loose all over the sheets and bed below him. Pharell continued pumping in and out of him, pulling out to just his tip inside the tight ass and then all the way back in, driving Justin further into the bed as Justin had no strength left to even buck with the feeling. His body was in overdrive as he continued to be grinded from behind, and his own cock was grinding into the bed, after orgasm he was sensitive and soft, but he could still feel climaxes coming.
Justin could only manage whimpers in response to the pleasure over whelming him.
Pharell continued to fuck him, low grunts coming from his closely clenched jaw, and when he released his man juice into Justin's ass it was the most powerful orgasm he had ever had. He could feel it pounded off Justin's insides and hitting his cock again on the rebound, only to come in contact with a fresh squirt. He pulled off slowly, laying still on the bed, watching Justin shake from another orgasm, one that Justin had for only a few seconds.
He looked down at him as he sat up and smiled. Justin looked up and it was obvious that he was completely out of it, he could barely keep his eyes open.
"You're cute boy." Justin just smiled and tried to lean up, but gave up and shut his eyes. "Sleep, you deserve it. I wiped you out good, dawg, you even had a dry orgasm."
Justin blushed from the comment, realizing that he had a dry orgasm was embarrassing, the fact that Pharell had noticed was horrible. Justin felt like a little kid, but then again, Pharell had fucked him so hard tha this first orgasm had wore him completely out.
"Don't worry about it, I've been known to wear people out." Pharell replied as he bent down to grab his boxers, underneath them he found the condom, still in it's wrapper. He smiled and they lifted it to show it to Justin, Justin just smiled, he already knew, obviously he had felt the cum flying into his bowels without restriction from a condom.
"It's okay, I'm clean." Justin replied with a smile.
"Me too." Pharell replied as he pulled on his boxers. "So, you think people will believe this?"
"I don't think people will be told." Justin replied.
"Oh, I don't know, you gonna stop me." Pharell replied seductively as he leaned down to give Justin a kiss. Justin leaned up into it and pull him down on the bed for some heavy making out.
"I think I will."
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