Alrighty. It's been a few months since I've released anything. You might know me from my incomplete series under the Celebrity section called "Rivals". I'm taking a short break from that one because chapter 4 is just getting too hot and too long. It could be released anytime. If you'd like to know why it takes me so long to release chapters, I'm usually getting too "excited" while I'm writing. I don't believe in 2 paragraph sex scenes, and my imagination will often go faster than I can type. Then there's an explosion. and you get the idea. But this one is experimental. I remember when there were occasional straightforward sex series in the Boybands dir, but I don't see so many now. I'm not too good with plots, but I love to do sex. It comes naturally, though I have no idea if it's truly good. Please email me if you have any suggestions: flagstaff@2die4.com
(Disclaimer) Anyhoo, most people probably aren't reading this intro, or are disgusted by it. If the latter applies to you, or if you're underage, etc., gettouttahere. Note that this is purely a fantasy and doesn't intend to imply anything about the real lives or sexuality of the characters involved. Also note that within this fantasy, condoms aren't implemented, though in the real world, as we all know, we should use them. Enough of the lecturing- on with the story.
Lusty Alliance - 1 - The First Match By flagstaff
The sun beat down on the duo's oily bodies, wrestling each other on the mat beside the swimming pool. One would wrap his arms around the other's body from behind, only to find himself slipping and wrapping his arms tighter towards the abdomen. The oil made it difficult to pin the other down. Every grasp and grip would slip. Heat from the afternoon sun made it all the more intense, exhilarating, and erotic. Every second that the two slender but muscular bodies spent in their tangled heavenly lust would cause their blood to rush even more so than before, their muscles to push harder, and their confined meat to strain for more release.
Kevin Richardson and Justin Timberlake were wrestling on a black mat outside of Kevin's mansion in Cancun. To add character to the experience, they stripped down to their jockstraps and covered eachother in oil. There were no rules, no limits. It would end only when one submitted to the other. Now they were down and dirty like dogs in heat.
Kevin pushed Justin face down onto the mat as he grabbed his wrists and pulled them behind his back. Using both hands, he held Justin's wrists together to avoid letting the oil get in the way. He straddled Justin's jockstrap framed ass as he bent forward and whispered seductively into his ear, "Now what, Justin? I believe I've got you pinned." He began grinding his jockstrapped package into Justin's ass as Justin responded, "I haven't given up yet. You're gonna have to fight me a little while longer before you can have this ass!"
Justin was known to be quite temper-mental and arrogant during their relationship while Kevin was calm and enigmatic, always carrying an aura of his sexuality about him. It usually led to Kevin's victories in their little contests over Justin's straining muscles under him. At this very moment, Justin was exerting energy throughout his entire body. His muscles pulsed and bulged where no workout could ever reach. Sweat combined with oil, and when Kevin lodged his meat package over Justin's ass, both spurted a load of precum into their jocks.
"Once you start getting tired from your little struggle here," whispered Kevin, "I think you'll enjoy the treat I've got in store for your tight little ass." Surprisingly, Justin stopped trying to break free, and relaxed his body. "Get ready," grunted Kevin, as he pulled out his 9" whopper from his jockstrap and smacked Justin's ass with it. Precum smeared and spurted all over Justin's white globes as Kevin lodged his meat along the butt crack. Tearing off his own jockstrap, Kevin tore off the straps to tie Justin's hands behind his back and stuffed the rest into Justin's mouth.
Now free to use his hands, he propped Justin's ass into the air and buried his face into it. He licked up the layer of precum he left there and smelled the manly musk that was Justin's ass. His tongue roamed around the tight hole, licking and poking itself in and out of it. Justin's moans could be heard muffling into the jockstrap and the wrestling mat as he raised his ass into Kevin's face. His own cock was raging hard under the confines of his jockstrap, soaking it with precum.
Kevin knew that it was time, and promptly removed his face from Justin's pungent love hole and replaced it with his cock. His hands roamed into Justin's jockstrap to pull his cock out too, giving it a few squeezes to collect some of Justin's precum. He then used it to lube up his own cock, mixing it with his own juices. They'd done it so many times before, that this time, Justin spit out the jockstrap and yelled, "Just fuck me!" With no objections, Kevin rammed his hard cock into Justin's ass, enveloping all 9 inches of its beer can girth in one single thrust. Justin moaned in ecstasy, savoring the sensation of Kevin's cock brushing against his prostate as Kevin began a quick thrusting pace immediately, knowing full well that Justin could take it, that he wanted it rough and hard. The sounds of the insertion and removal of flesh could be heard along with the slaps of hips against hips, and the whispers of sexual encouragement that Kevin sent to Justin's ears.
The fabric of Justin's jockstrap was the only barrier between their tennis balls that collided with each thrust. As Kevin continued to ram his cock deep inside Justin's hole, his hands would roam around the surface of the oily body beneath him. He started at Justin's shoulders, thrusting, massaging, pulling, squeezing. Kevin would grunt and Justin would moan, and they'd continue. His hands moved down Justin's back, wrapping his fingers around his thin waist. They traveled to Justin's abdomen, finding a place to lodge between each of his abdominal muscles. He continued to fuck mercilessly.
Reaching under Justin's arms, Kevin placed his hands over his pectorals, rubbing the oil and sweat into them, feeling up the submissive figure below him. Just looking at Justin's shiny muscular body could make a man cum. Though not overly buff, his thin muscular frame was perfect. Kevin was a taller, more ruggedly muscular figure, one that looks good wet. Sweat and oil are no exception.
In a sudden movement, Kevin turned Justin over onto his back without withdrawing his cock. He simply twisted him around it as he unbound his hands. Resuming thrusting his monster cock into Justin, he leaned forward and pulled Justin's body close, pressing their chests together. They were hot to the touch, slippery and sweaty. Kevin forcefully placed his lips upon Justin's, allowing a passionate exchange of lust, his cock still pumping.
"How do you want it," whispered Kevin, "I win either way."
"Fine," moaned Justin, "I want you to cum inside of me."
"Sounds good."
At that, Kevin pumped his now foot long throbbing member into Justin 3 more times, pulling it completely out, then ramming it back in. On his last thrust, his balls tensed, and a jet of cum shot into Justin's bowels. He threw his head back in ecstasy and Justin threw his head back in pleasure, jerking his own 8-inch meat. Every muscle on Kevin's sweaty body flexed as his second load was released. Justin's ass muscles were doing a great deal of work on Kevin's cock, milking it in between spurts as his own cock shot a long jet of cum across his chest, splashing his cheek. Kevin then pulled out and rolled their bodies into a 69 position, Justin on top. He let Justin shoot his cum into his mouth as he squeezed his balls. At the same time, he would use his other hand to finger Justin's hole, allowing the cum that was left there to stream out along his crack, following the path of Justin's cock, into Kevin's mouth. The mix of liquids was manly and full of sexual aromas, much to Kevin's pleasure and his fetish for cum.
Meanwhile, Justin deep-throated and squeezed the last of Kevin's cum from his monster cock, savoring the flavor as well. After a minute when they were finally drained, Kevin picked up Justin under the arms and placed him back down onto the mat. He proceeded to lick up the cum from his chest and face, greatly aroused by the salty sweat it was mixed with.
"So," said Justin, "Once again, you've won. I can't say I didn't enjoy it, but you're going down next time. Your ass will be mine." They laughed as they laid under the sun, their shiny bodies reflecting its rays.
"Quite honestly," replied Kevin, "I have no intention of letting you win. ever. Believe me, I'll take cock if I want to. I may even impale myself on yours after I pin you next time." Lust boiled in their eyes as they looked at each other, thinking of next time.
"Anyway, who will it be?" asked Justin, "That was the deal we made this time, right?"
"Well, hmmmm. AJ's always horny and I've fucked him many a time already, though I know you'd like a taste of him. He really knows how to fuck. Maybe if you win you can choose him. JC makes me hot too, but I've been lusting after Nick long time now."
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flagstaff@2die4.com
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