Thank you for reading my story. Questions and comments are welcome at nick.ashton02@gmail.com. This story is fiction regarding intimate relations between celebrities. Other than the public identity, all other locations and parties are fictional, any similarities are coincidental.
Mysterio No More Part 1
Tom was always thankful he worked in a business where going to the gym every day was not only accommodated, but facilitated. The gym facilities in the Marvel area of the Disney lot were top notch, and Tom appreciated the privacy. Only people working on projects on the lot had access, so Tom could let his guard down. His sweat-soaked underwear hit the floor of the empty locker room as he prepared for his shower. Tom rarely needed to shower away from home unless he was in the middle of a shoot day. He had already been at Disney for five hours, filming his new movie Spider-man: Far From Home, and he had one scene left to shoot this afternoon. It wouldn't do to be smelly when he returned to work.
The scent of his own penis wafted up toward his nostrils as he inhaled deeply. Tom's nipples perked up, and he gave himself a short tug. Being naked in public had always been Tom's greatest turn on. The thrill of being exposed made him feel alive; he was an actor after all. Tom shoved his dirty clothes into the locker in front of him, then grabbed his towel, throwing it over his shoulder.
As Tom turned the corner of the row of lockers toward the showers, he caught his own appearance in the body-length mirror hanging in the hallway. Training every day at work had done good for his body. His pecs were the most defined they had ever been. His pink nipples popped out in perfect symmetry over his hairless 24-year-old chest. Tom's abs had been solid for a while, but his arms had grown several inches over the last few months alone. Tom flexed for himself.
The next body part to catch Tom's eye was his uncircumcised penis. He had what Chris Evans described as "a fat cock." He liked to think he was a shower, not a grower. His penis swung from left to right in front of him. At six and a half inches and with the circumference of a soda can, his penis's size was exacerbated by the disproportionate skinniness of his waist. He could only imagine this was what Ken would look like if he were designed by a horny gay man. The only exception was the noticeable bush right above his genitals, which was the only area of his body he didn't shave to play a teenager on screen.
Tom stretched his arms up toward the ceiling, then flexed for himself. He changed poses a few times, admiring his different muscle groups. His left bicep looked like he might be favoring one side recently. Tom made a mental note to mention this to his athletic coach. He had to be shirtless on camera all over Europe for the next few months, so he could not look uneven. What would his fans think? What would his fuck buddies think?
He turned around to take a look at his back. Today had been back day. Tom could not get a good look at his back, but the stretch felt good. He stretched back and forth a few times when he caught sight of his butt. Tom stopped with his left shoulder toward the mirror. Looking down, he squeezed his glutes. The two plump, white cheeks perked up. Tom started shaving his butt when he got the role of Spider-Man. The suit felt better over bare skin.
Tom bent down in front to get a look at his anus. The area between his cheeks was also hairless; when he did want to bottom, which was not often, he liked to be ready. Tom usually topped when he was having sex for pleasure. When he was having sex to get ahead, he was open to more. Tom didn't mind sleeping with his contacts in the film industry: he believed sex was something he enjoyed, he was hot, and it could really help his career. It got him very well connected within Disney.
Having inspected the goods, Tom journeyed to the showers. He waited a minute for the water to heat up in the open stall. Sometimes Tom would do workouts with Chris Hemsworth in this gym, and Chris would do a dance while they waited for the temperature of the showers to rise. Chris first slid to the right. Second, he slid to the left. For his third move, Chris waved his hands in a circle while performing a helicopter. Tom laughed to himself while thinking about it. Chris had the best hands of the costars Tom had slept with, as well as a noteworthy helicopter.
Tom stepped under the spray of the shower, soaping himself up. Tom was letting the water run over his closed eyes when he heard the locker room door open. He heard one set of footsteps walk into the locker area. Tom wiped the water from his eyes and pulled back his foreskin to clean his penis. It took him a few seconds of extra cleaning for a world of extra feeling, and he was grateful a second time, this time for his own anatomy.
Tom turned off the shower and started to dry off. He had to go to hair and makeup from here, so they would take care of all of that for him. He toweled off his skin, then wrapped the towel around his waist to return to the locker area. As Tom rounded the corner, his eyes found Jake Gyllenhaal standing by a locker with a towel wrapped around his waist.
"Jake!" Tom called out, happy to see his co-star.
Jake looked up at Tom and smiled. "Hey, Tom," Jake responded. Jake closed his locker and walked toward the shower area. Tom had great chemistry with Jake on screen, and he had been wondering if they might hook up next month while they were filming in Europe.
"I didn't see you in the gym earlier," Tom continued. The weight room had been empty besides Tom.
"Oh, I was doing yoga before our next scene. I got a little sweaty," Jake replied.
"Nice, I've been meaning to do yoga recently. Maybe we could practice together when we're in Europe next month?" Tom asked with his eyebrows raised, flashing a grin of pearly white teeth.
Jake looked surprised. "Yeah, that sounds like a good time."
"Looking forward to it," Tom said as he began walking once again toward the lockers. Tom pulled the towel out from around his waist to return it to his neck.
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