Ryan's Hole

Disclaimer: This story is about men having sex with men. If that's not your thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author has no knowledge of Ryan Phillippe's sexuality, nor that of any other famous personality mentioned here, and has written this purely as a work of erotic fantasy fiction. Enjoy!

RYAN'S HOLE

by Backlash29

backlash29@hotmail.com

Chapter 12: Some Like It Hot

When Ryan and I returned from England, we had some hard-earned "down time" in our schedule. I had been very busy in recent weeks around the office, and was in need of some time on my own to relax and work on some personal projects around my house. Ryan, meanwhile, planned to use the gap in his filming schedule to spend more time with Reese and their kid. Reese was nearly done shooting her latest project, a very funny movie called "Legally Blonde", and after that she had some time off scheduled as well.

I sat on the plane, looking out over the California desert, thinking about what I would do first with my vacation. We were about an hour and a half from Los Angeles, and I had the front cabin to myself: four rows of plush individual seats, just like overseas first class on a typical commercial jet. The back half of the plane, separated by a privacy wall and doorway, was an open lounge, with two tables in the middle and a long leather bench along either side of the fuselage that pulled out into a double bed. The room was designed for airborne cocktail parties, or meetings, or office work--whatever suited the occasion. In this case, it was serving as Ryan's sex room. The six guys I'd brought along with us were all back there, fucking him, as I relaxed up front with a glass of wine. Except for two pilots, there were no other people on board.

My thoughts were interrupted by the door to the cockpit opening. The younger of the two pilots emerged and smiled at me, shutting the door behind himself. I'd never noticed him before, or any of the agency's pilots, for that matter. This one was seriously cute. He was very fit, probably pushing forty, six feet tall, with dark-blond hair and a fetching growth of stubble. "Howdy," he called to me. "I'm the co-pilot, Aaron."

I extended my hand for a polite shake. "Nice meeting you. I'm Brady. I work for Cosgrove."

"I know," Aaron said. "You're Brady's agent."

"That's right. Well, one of them. I help with the day-to-day stuff."

"Yes..." Aaron mused. "That's what I've heard."

I looked at his cocky smile, and realized what he must have known about our arrangements. I smiled back. "Well, whatever you've heard, it's probably true."

"Really? Because..." Aaron paused, fidgeting slightly. "Well, I've heard about what Ryan likes to do. You know, with other guys. And..."

"And...?" I was still smiling at him.

"Well, and...I've been listening in a little bit to his cabin during this flight..."

"Ah," I said. I sometimes wondered if the cockpit on these planes was monitoring the goings-on in the cabins. It was their right to do so, of course. I figured it was a private charter, and the passengers had a right to do what they wanted to do. Ryan's crazy sex life was an open secret to these guys, because I usually lined up at least a few guys to bang him on any flight longer than a couple of hours."

"So, I was wondering...the boss doesn't need me up front for another hour or so, when we'll be getting ready to land. Do you suppose...Ryan was be interested...?"

"I'm sure he would, stud," I told Aaron. "He'll probably get a kick out of it, in fact. I don't think he's ever done it with one of the charter pilots. Or any pilot, for that matter."

Aaron was beaming excitedly. He looked so hot, standing there, wearing the charter company's standard issue one-piece khaki flight suit. Part of me wanted to start helping him out of it right then and there.

As if reading my thoughts, Aaron then suddenly asked me: "Aren't you going to...join in?"

"Oh, I already did," I said. "I just came up here about a half-hour ago. I took my turn with the others. Twice, actually."

"That's hot," he said softly, rubbing his crotch. My eyes followed his hands, back-and-forth. My own cock started stirring once again inside my jeans.

Wordlessly, I slipped out of my seat and assumed a position on my knees in front of this strapping hunk. I undid the fly on his flight suit, reached in, and fished out his half-hard cock. It was an impressive ten inches or so, and it was already pumping out pre-cum. I slurped the whole hose into my mouth, tasting his delicious natural lube and sucking his cock as far into my throat as possible. It grew another inch inside me. My tonsils and throat massaged his fat monster as I inhaled it on every stroke, sucking in and out, making love to the pilot's pole with my talented mouth.

"Ooo-oo-ohh..." Aaron moaned, reaching out to stroke the back of my head. "Brady...that's so good..."

I continued dutifully sucking. Before long, I could sense he was getting close. I spat out the cock, peering up at him breathlessly.

"I know you want to fuck Ryan," I said in a hoarse whisper, "but my ass needs it really bad, too. I think you'd like fucking it...do you have an extra load?"

In response, Aaron reached down and brusquely pulled my up to a standing position. Then he spun me around and pushed me forward over the seat where I'd just been sitting. He reached around my waist, unhooking my jeans and peeling them all the way off my legs, down to the ankles. Then he spat in his hand, and I felt his strong fingers between my naked ass-cheeks as he used the spit to lube up my twitching asshole. I hadn't had any cocks up my ass since the first or second day after I arrived in England--I was too busy doing my job, which was lining up OTHER dudes to fuck Ryan. So, I was ready for some cock.

"Ooohh, yes...Aaron...do it, lube that hole, get me ready for your big fat nasty cock..."

Aaron obeyed my request, and a moment later I felt the huge knob of his giant dick pressing its way between the twin mounds of my well-gymmed, tight little ass. Oh god, he was big. Thank god he had plenty of my spit on his cock, and he seemed to leak more pre-cum than anyone I'd ever seen. I was going to need all of it to get that huge thing into my ass!

"You ready, kid?" he muttered.

"Oh yes sir, yes...Aaron, please fuck me!"

He pushed the head in, and I yelped, lunging an extra two feet toward the airplane window. Fuck, this guy was enormous. After a second the intrusion lost its sting, and I knew I had to feel the rest of his big schlong inside me. Aaron inched it in, little bit by little bit, his long fleshy pole disappearing inside my hungry ass in tiny but regular increments. It felt so fucking good, just filling me, sliding right into my chute. I loved it.

Aaron finally bottomed out in the greatest depths of my asshole. It's good that I'm such a size queen, and also such a slut, because I don't think the average gay bottom could have gotten even half of this stud's pole up into his ass. And even thought I was lost in the pleasure of feeling him inside me, for a brief moment my thoughts went instinctively to Ryan. I knew that Ryan would be delirious with happiness to have this stud's cock inside him. Knowing that he too would be feeling it within the next half hour turned me on even more.

In ecstatic agony, I begged for more. "Oh, yes!! YES!" I cried out. "Please! Do it! Aaron! Fuck me!!"

And fuck me he did. I don't know what it was, but this stud's cock felt better in my hole than just about anything I'd ever had up there. And he definitely knew how to use his tool, too. He had me begging for it with every hot, hard stroke he made in and out of my tight, hot ass.

"Yeah...you hot little stud..." Aaron groaned in a deep, low voice. His strong hands caressed my hips in a way that told me he appreciated the good shape my body was in, and the warm, welcoming qualities of my well-fucked ass. I can always sense it when a guy is especially attracted to my body, especially by the way he talks to me and holds me when his cock is buried deep inside my ass.

"Ooh...fuck me...yeah stud, fill my hole...your cock feels so fuckin' good..." I moaned, encouraging him.

He continued banging in and out of my ass, relentless. "Your hole feels so good Brady...I can't wait to fill you up with cum..."

I could hardly wait, either. I knew he wanted to fuck Ryan, but I simply had to have at least one of his cum-loads before that happened. His tool felt so perfect way up deep inside me, that I knew before we decoupled I would feel the manly lava from his loins coating the deepest interior recesses of my hot man-channel. I lived for this moment, for the feeling of anticipation as a hot man fucked me, knowing that his cum-load was soon going to escape his giant, throbbing cock and spray itself all over inside my body.

With all the energy I could muster, I thrust my ass back at him for every stroke he thrusted inside me. It grew to the point where with every pistoning motion of our bodies we were each exhaling a deep, loud grunt, totally in synch with each other: "Unggh! Unngh! Unngh!"

Soon, the grunts grew louder on Aaron's part, and I felt him rise to the inevitable crescendo: "Unnnngh, oh shit...oh Brady...unnngh! Yess! YES! Oh, I'm gonna cummm...unnngh...unggh...yes-s-s...do it, fuck yourself on that big dick, take my fuckin' load, unngh, UNNGHH-HH-H, yess, YEA-A-A-AHH!!"

He jammed his huge cock all the way into me just as the first volley of had jizz sprayed out of the tip, jetting deep into my rectum, followed by gusher after gusher of fresh hot man-juice behind it. The cum filled and filled my hole, to the point where he had to back his cock out to make room for it all. He slowly slid his spitting dick the entire twelve inches backwards through my hole, its cum throbbing and spraying from the thick tube the whole time. When the fat head popped out of me, Aaron was still cumming, and my hot, talented little hole was so choked with his fluids that the top-most part of the load sprayed back out, just as his cock shot the last few ropes of fresh semen into my ass-crack and all over my tight, hairy cheeks.

My ass was a mess with Aaron's cum. He shot so much boiling man-honey into me that all I could do was lean forward on the airplane seat and relax as it sizzled out of me. The last batch of cum that had coated my ass lay wet and warm on me, and I felt Aaron's big hand spreading it around. Then, a second later, he knelt down, and I felt him licking my ass cheeks, eating up all the cumloads he had shot there. His flickering mouth muscle gradually made its way to my ass pucker, wiggling its way inside to begin drinking all the fresh hot lava his enormous log-like cock had blown into it. As all of the fresh juice boiled out of my ass like a geyser, he eagerly lapped it up, making sweet oral love to my hole and tasting his masculine essence.

It took five minutes or more for him to lap it all up. Even when he quit, there were still rivulets of fresh white juice leaking from my hole. My ass, being in such fine shape, made a shapely little canal between the mounds of hard muscle, and as the canal would refill, Aaron swiped his finger through and took the sweet goodness to his mouth, savoring his own tangy load, scented with the juices inside my dark, luscious hole.

"That was so sweet," he purred into my ear as he leaned forward to embrace me. "Forget Ryan--all I need is to fuck your sweet ass again!"

I sighed with pleasure. It felt so wonderful to have this heavenly, strong man on top of me, holding me close to him in post-coital bliss.

"You can do it anytime you want, Aaron," I said softly. I reached my head around to meet his lips in a sensuous, soulful kiss. When it broke, I added: "I'm really glad we met today. You're a great lover."

"Thanks. And you are an amazing fuck."

At that moment, the door to the rear cabin opened, and two studs wandered through. The first was a young, hot Scottish boy whom I hand-picked from a local gay pub in England to join Ryan and keep him busy on the long flight home. Right behind him was Liam, the sturdy Irish lad with the big bad cock who was Ryan's favorite extra on the shoot, and who had fucked Ryan senseless at least once per day for the past two and a half weeks. Both were nude and spent, their long flaccid uncut cocks drooping in front of their hot young bodies as they ambled about the plane.

"Yo' mates," Liam greeted us. "Having your own party up here, is that it?" He grinned good-naturedly.

Aaron and I just smiled back at him, in our pure ecstatic post-sex stupor.

"We're about done with Ryan back here," said the Scottish kid, who was nineteen and blond with hair all over his chest and legs. "But he's still craving more. I've cum more than any of them, five times now, and I'm totally spent. So are the others. We thought we'd see if you two wanted a crack...?"

Lazily, I rolled onto my back to view the visitors. "Well, I've fucked him twice myself," I said, as Aaron reached down for my stiff prick. "But after the fucking I just got, my dick is ready to explode once more. Why don't I pump Ryan full of my cum, and maybe by the time I'm done, Aaron here will be ready for more?"

"Sounds fine," Aaron agreed. We both got up and headed toward the back of the plane.

Back in L.A., I traded a passionate kiss with my new friend Aaron (who ended up pounding not one but two loads into Ryan before returning to the cockpit to land the plane) and then left with Ryan in my car to give him a ride home. On the freeway, I asked him how the sex was on his flight.

"Very hot, man," he said. "I'm going to miss those English types. You did a good job lining them up."

"Glad to hear it," I said. "How many loads did you get from them?"

Ryan laughed. "You tell me--you were the one down there drinking them all after your stud pilot friend finished up his second shot in my hole!"

I smiled, blushing a little. "Yeah, he's a fox. I can't wait to see him again." Truth was, I had a permanent vision of Aaron in my brain for several days after that first meeting. "Anyway, it sure tasted like a lot of fresh, sweet cum. Maybe a dozen loads?"

"Nah, I think it was more than that. That hot little Scottish kid fucked me five times on his own, and most of the others had their way with me three or four times as well. Probably twenty or twenty-five loads of cum in all." He looked over at me fondly, from the passenger seat. "It felt so nice to have your tongue down there licking out all their juices. I was a little sore from getting pounded so many times in ten hours."

"No problems, my friend," I said, my cock stirring once again at the memory of eating all that cum.

Later that evening, I was back at my house, relaxing. I had taken a shower, unpacked, and made some dinner for myself. Then I did something I'd rarely done before, but had started to make an occasional habit: I logged on to a gay Hollywood chat room. Ryan had turned me onto it. He said that several other movie and TV stars used it regularly for hook-ups, although for obvious reasons they didn't divulge who they were online. All of them used aliases, and only those in the know were aware of who the actual celebrity was behind the on-screen moniker.

For example, Freddie Prinze Jr. used the nickname scooby76, after his birth year (1976) and his upcoming role in the Scooby Doo movie. Freddie seemed to be in the chat rooms constantly, trying to hook up with young big-dicked tops who would come by his fabulous house and drill his horny, sexy little ass. I guess he didn't have an agent like Ryan did who was willing to hook him up constantly for sex. Another online celeb was Josh Hartnett, but he was much more discreet than Freddie. Josh used the name hung_55101 after the girth of his huge cock and the zip code of the town in Minnesota where he grew up. He mostly met his online pick-ups in anonymous places, such as glory holes, where he could get a sexy stud to slobber all over his big meat and then take it up the ass, hard and furious, until Josh shot his delicious boy-seed inside his hole. Quite often, too, Josh backed his ass up to big dicks at glory holes and took their loads up his butt.

I had used the chat room to meet up with hunks like Freddie and Josh, during periods when Ryan was out of town or his hole was otherwise occupied by other studs. In particular, I had grown to truly enjoy Josh's big ten-inch wrist-sized pole bouncing in and out of my backdoor. He was a great trade top, fucking me for the pure pleasure of feeling a talented, sexy bottom's moist asslips sucking his huge young bone--although, as I had learned that night at the LFO party, he was no stranger to getting his own horny ass gang-raped and filled with cum from time to time as well. Mostly, however, he seemed interested in topping guys and girls.

On this evening, there didn't seem to be very much action to partake in, and I was a little tired anyway after the long flight and shooting three loads of cum on the plane. Just as I went to log off, however, I saw Ryan log in: sebastian_whore. This was a surprise. I figured he would be at home nursing his well-fucked ass, and wouldn't venture out to have it filled by any more cocks before going to bed. I chatted him right away.

BRADY_BOTTOM: Hey man. You're not in bed yet?

SEBASTIAN_WHORE: Hey man, no I wanted to see if my little buddy was logged in here tonight.

BRADY_BOTTOM: Little buddy?

SEBASTIAN_WHORE: the paperboy, I told you about him. he's paperboy84 in room 1. he's chatting w/ me right now.

I drifted over to the list of profiles and checked out paperboy84. There were no pics of him, but the stats sounded delicious: 16 years old, gymmed out little body, big throbbing cock that's always full of cum. He described his "scene" as liking to meet good-looking guys 25-30 years old and fuck their sweet asses.

BRADY_BOTTOM: Man, he sounds like a charm. You guys getting together soon?

SEBASTIAN_WHORE: tomorrow morning. want to stop by?

BRADY_BOTTOM: what time?

SEBASTIAN_WHORE: hang on, I'll pull him into our chat...

PAPERBOY84 has joined your chat room.

PAPERBOY84: hey Brady, Ryan's told me all about you!

BRADY_BOTTOM: Oh yeah? Mostly good stuff, I hope.

PAPERBOY84: It's all good. Says you love your ass filled with big young cocks and lots of hot cum, just like him.

BRADY_BOTTOM: I do indeed. You want to fill it?

PAPERBOY84: I don't know, it sounds like Ryan's been getting lots of action these last few weeks!

BRADY_BOTTOM: Oh yeah, I kept his hole busy while we were in England. he had studs using his butt every night and every day.

PAPERBOY84: That's awesome. I've missed his butt...I got worried when he cancelled the paper for three whole weeks.

SEBASTIAN_WHORE: don't worry stud, I'll make it up to you and give you a big tip. :-)

PAPERBOY84: The only "tip" is going to me tipping you over to fuck your sweet hot ass big boy!

Our banter continued like that until we'd made arrangements to meet at Ryan's place the next morning at 7am. I looked at the clock on my computer: It was nearly 9pm, and I hadn't slept on the flight, so I figured I should turn in for the night if I wanted to be up that early.

I got to Ryan's a little bit late, around 7:20, and when I let myself into the playpen he and the paperboy were already going at it. The kid was indeed quite a little stud. He was built like a wrestler, short and compact with lots of muscles, and even though he wasn't quite seventeen yet, his body was mostly mature. He had a coating of hair on his legs and even a little bit on his chest. His pecs popped out further than mine, and as he drilled Ryan's ass in the sling, his cute muscley little butt made perfect dimples on each of the deep strokes he made going into the slut's hungry hole. His biceps bulged a little as he clenched the chains that held the sling to the ceiling, and he moaned and grunted intensely as they fucked.

"Oh...man...oh, fuck, Ryan...that's so-o-o-o good...your ass is so fuckin' good, man...I've missed fucking your hot little hole..."

For such a young pup, this little hunk certainly showed no inhibitions whatsoever about taking what he wanted. He throttled Ryan's hole mercilessly, and I could make out from Ryan's expression that he was totally blissed out by it. He had the familiar glazed-over look in his eyes that he only gets when there is a nice big cock re-tooling his pretty butt. He simply laid there and took the paperboy's hard fuck, silent until he knew the kid was about to lose control, when he said simply and softly: "Do it, baby. Give my ass your sweet cum."

"OOOOHH!! FUCK! YES-S-S...!!" the kid screamed as he emptied his loaded young nuts into Ryan's sucking ass. "Oooh, man...take that cum load you fucking pussy-boy...take it, Ryan, you fucking bitch...take all my cum-m-m..."

Ryan quietly received the boy's flaring teen-age cock as it spat loads and loads of young man-batter into his ass. As was frequently the case, especially during his first fuck of the day, Ryan didn't moan or call out in return. The only evidence of his enjoyment was his barely-parted lips, and his focused expression of exquisite happiness as he looked fondly on this handsome sandy-haired lad losing control inside him.

Presently, the kid unplugged his cock from Ryan's hot receptacle and stepped back from the sling. "Mmm, oh man, that was so-o-o good," he said, wagging his spent cock, which even soft hung seven or eight inches down the inside of his thick legs. "You must be Brady," he added, shining a gorgeous smile at me.

"I am," I said. "Sorry I'm late. Can I get fucked by that, too, please? Or...do you need to finish your route?"

I noticed the dirty cloth bag nearby where the kid had set it. I couldn't believe I was fucking a paperboy.

"Nah man," he said. "I'm done with the route for this morning. "Why don't you go ahead and do your thing with Ryan. I'll be re-charged and ready for some more fucking in a minute or two."

I wasn't sure what he meant by "do my thing" but I saw his young load frothing out of Ryan's pussy-hole, and I was damned if I was going to let it go to waste. I knelt to lap up the sweet cum, and as I ate it (with Ryan coaxing me to dig deeper with his soft hands on the back of my head) it occurred to me that this was some of the youngest jizz I had tasted in a long while. Generally the boys I chose to fuck Ryan were in their twenties or thirties, and they were always at least of age. Before eating the cum that the high school soccer players blew into Ryan's cunt on the plane a few weeks before, I hadn't tasted the loads of anyone less than eighteen years old in I don't know how long. And they were all at least 17; this kid was one year younger.

Licking Ryan's ass was always an exquisite pleasure, so a few minutes later when the paperboy was swatting his huge fat cock at my face again, I decided to keep in the position I was in and let him fuck me from behind. I stood and pulled my clothes off, leaving them in a pile next to the wall alongside the empty bag he used to carry his papers. Then I knelt once again before Ryan at the sling, eating his hot pussy as the kid crouched behind me, lining up his big log of a cock with my winking pucker and sliding his tool all the way inside. Having been banged mercilessly by Aaron the previous day, I took the kid with relative ease.

"Oh god...oh man..." my hot young top moaned as soon as his cock was in my hole. "Shit, you're like butter. Your ass is sweet and tight, but not too tight...it's just like Ryan's here. I can't believe two hot studs like you can take all of my big cock up your asses!"

"Believe it, stud," Ryan purred, as I continued to lap the fresh young cum out of his hole. "We not only take big cocks like yours, we need to be fucked by them--as often as we can get it!"

The kid was starting to really exert himself, pumping in and out of my hole in long, saw-like movements. I met him calmly stroke-for-stroke, my fine ass absorbing his fuck, pulling his cock in with every plunge, and massaging his stem and dickhead with every motion as he pulled out. "Yeah, stud...that's how I like it..." he said, approvingly. "Your ass is so sweet and hot. You really give good pussy, just like Ryan here."

I pulled my face out of Ryan's cunt-hole momentarily, and laid my cheek against his inner thigh, savoring the hot little hunk's pumping action on my male pussy. "Ye-e-e-eah..." I sighed. "Give it to me good and hard, stud. Ryan and I both need it so bad. Your cock feels so sweet up there...I want you to fuck my ass like this whenever you want. Your cock feels so fuckin' good and I bet you shoot a huge load of cum!"

"Fuckin' right I do," the paperboy snarled. "I'll give you all this gooey boy-cream in a minute!" His huge log continued fucking me, pounding harder and harder. This kid was a born top, and he had well over ten inches of meat to give me. "And if it's cocks you want, I told Ryan here that my friends would all be into fucking you two sluts as well. All my skate rat buddies have nice big cocks like this one. We jerk off together all the time, and I just know they'd love to bury their bones inside your man-pussies."

I moaned then as his massive bone continued to slam into me. "Sounds great, stud. Set it up. I want you and your high school buddies to all take their turns raping me and Ryan here. We want all your stud cocks and loads way up deep inside our buttholes. Both our hot asses love huge cocks and hot teenage cum..."

All this hot talk was getting the kid super close, and so a moment later he increased the fervor of his pounding until I felt his mammoth waves of young spunk flood into my tender hole. Like Aaron had the previous day, this little stud juiced my hole until it was overflowing with his teen-age stud-batter.

After he came, the kid left for home to get ready for school. He told us he was a junior at the local public high school, and that he'd be seeing all his horny young friends that afternoon. He'd check with them about getting together, and line something up for all of us within the next couple of days.

I was rock-hard from being fucked so well, so after the kid left I plunged my cock into Ryan's gaping cunt and fucked him as we continued our conversation.

"Man, he's a little hunk," I said, approving, as I fucked Ryan's hole. "What's his name? I didn't catch it."

Ryan thought for a moment, as I continued to rail his cunt in the sling. "Can't remember. He probably told me the first time I met him, but I don't recall what it is just now. I hope his friends are studs, though."

"Me too. I haven't been gang-banged by a group of high-school kids since...well, not since I was in high school myself!"

"No shit? You got gang-banged in high school?" Ryan moaned slightly at the thought.

"Yeah," I said. "Private boys' school, back in the Midwest. Once I figured out I liked cocks I started sucking off some of the other boys, whenever they wanted, one at a time. After a while they all figured out who was doing it, so they started meeting me in groups, making me suck their cocks and drink their loads."

Ryan moaned with bliss as I told him this story, and the sexy reaction made my dick jump inside his rectum, and spit an extra wad of precum into his hole. I continued fucking him while telling my tale.

"By the time senior year rolled around, I was getting ass-fucked by all of them, and since we always met as a group, I always had a cock in my face when I had one up my ass. I'd suck one cock to get it ready for fucking me, and then when the guy fucking me came, the guy in my mouth would move around and jam his into my pussy. Then another kid would step up and feed his dick into my mouth. And so on."

I looked down in time to see Ryan's beautiful cock erupt all over his cute chest and belly. He did this when he was very turned-on while someone fucked him: He came without touching himself. It was always an erotic moment when it happened, and it hadn't happened while I fucked him in a long while. Seeing him jizz himself like that pushed me over the edge, and I soon dropped a big wad of cum inside his precious ass.

An hour later, we were both showered and enjoying breakfast at our favorite morning hang-out, a bagel place on Sunset. I was briefing him on the latest developments on his file at the agency: a few potential movie parts, a few MTV appearances, a few charity benefits. But I also had bad news to deliver.

"I had some bad news when I checked e-mail last night, after we got back in town," I told him. "We heard back from LucasFilm about the Star Wars Episode 2 casting, and you're no longer being considered."

Ryan scowled. "Fuck," he said, and was quiet for a moment. "Well, it looks like a shitty movie anyway, but the money would have been nice. Who got it? Paul Walker? Or that wimpy Hanks kid?"

"That's what's weird. It's this Canadian kid that nobody's ever heard of. Hayden Christiansen."

Ryan's eyes bulged. "What? They went with a total nobody? Why?"

"I have no idea. It's a bizarre move. It can't be because of the money. They're throwing enough cash at this piece of shit to make it even more of a laughingstock than the last episode." We both pondered the possible reasoning. "All I know is, he's from Montreal, he's never worked before, and he's twenty-one years old."

"Damn. Well, he must be good-looking, then." Ryan grinned at me. "And to get this far this fast, he probably sucks a very mean cock!"

I smiled back, and then suddenly recalled the headshot I'd seen for this Hayden kid back at the agency. Ryan was right, the kid was adorable. "Hmmm..." I mused. "Well, there's one way to find out..."

We spent a long moment looking at each other in devilish silence across the table, a silent and playful dare being exchanged between us. Then, without saying a word, I motioned to the waiter for our check.

I shit you not: We got in the car, drove to the office to look up this Hayden kid's local address, and then got back in the car to go and find him. It turns out he was staying in a furnished studio only a few miles away. We got there at around 11am, and when Hayden answered the door, it looked like he just woke up.

The kid was even more precious-looking in person than he had been in his photo. He wore this Hawaiian jam-like shorts that went out of style fifteen years ago, and a fetchingly faded football jersey that hung jauntily on his gangly frame and was ripped in a few flattering places.

"Hayden Christiansen," I said, sounding official and trying not to crack up. "My name is Brady Jones. I'm with the Cosgrove agency. This is Ryan Phillippe, one of my clients. May we come in?"

The kid look at me, puzzled, then behind me at Ryan. His eyes bulged wide, and he opened the door to its fullest extent. Ryan and I stepped inside.

The apartment was all one room, and it was a mess. The TV was blaring some MTV nonsense, and on the tiny dining table sat a huge bowl of half-eaten cold cereal. Discarded clothes and miscellaneous paperwork were strewn everywhere in sight. After turning off the TV, Hayden dazedly picked up scattered laundry from the sofa and a chair, motioning for us to sit down. I took the chair, and Ryan took the sofa.

"Um..." Hayden asked, this glorious dumb look on his cute features. "Uh, what can I do for you two?"

"We learned from LucasFilm last night that you were chosen for the Star Wars part of Anakin Skywalker," Ryan said, his voice betraying no emotion. Hayden, still dazed, simply nodded. "You were chosen for this part over me." Hayden stopped nodding, a look of sudden fear in his eyes. He had no idea how to respond.

I cut in. "We have also heard other things from LucasFilm. Bits of information that are quite interesting to us." I was lying now, technically, but I've been in this business long enough to predict the truth.

Hayden looked at me now, fixing his dumb, shocked expression in my direction. After a silent moment, he swallowed and said: "What kinds of things?"

"Things," I said, "that we know you did to get the part."

Hayden's eyes narrowed in their focus at this disclosure. He seemed almost to wince at the implied accusation, and then I realized he was trying to discern our motivations. In any case, he was way too naive (or maybe just too stupid) to call our bluff.

"Uh-h-h..." he stammered. Looking back and forth between us. "Um...like what?"

"Like blowjobs," Ryan said simply, his voice defiant and serious.

There it was, out in the open. The kid had only to deny it, but when he didn't respond immediately, I knew we had him. He realized it too, soon enough, and made one last attempt to forestall the inevitable.

"So...what...about them?" Hayden was blushing now, and couldn't meet my eye.

We let his query hang in the stale air of the shitty little apartment for a full half-minute. Then I said quietly: "We feel you owe us something," I said quietly, with a very serious expression. "We like blowjobs, too."

Ryan cracked up ever so slightly, then immediately regained his composure. Fortunately Hayden was looking my direction when Ryan's beautiful face cracked its temporary half-smile. By the time Hayden looked back at him, Ryan's face was stone-cold serious once again.

Finally Ryan commanded: "And I want you to give me one. Right now."

I waited for Ryan to open his shorts, but then I realized he was going to make Hayden do it. Hayden must have realized right away he wasn't getting out of this, but he hesitated for a whole minute without moving.

"I said," Ryan repeated slowly, "get over here, take my shorts off, and suck my cock, Hayden. Right now."

I felt a rush of excitement as I watched the lad, defeated, slowly walk over to where Ryan held his gaze from the sofa, and kneel between his spread legs. I wanted to laugh, but suppressed the urge. Instead, I felt aroused, and my cock stirred inside my own shorts.

Ryan's legs, sticking out of his cargo shorts, were slender and hairy, with a decent amount of muscle on them--just enough to look unbearably cute when they were up in the air as a cock went in his hole, or draped over a stud's strong shoulders as he had his way with Ryan's ass. Hayden rested his hands on Ryan's clothed thighs tentatively, looking up at the blond stud for a cue to continue.

"You know what to do, bitch," came Ryan's soft rumble. I forgot how arousing and commanding Ryan could be when he was in total control of a situation. "They told us over at LucasFilm you could suck better than anyone else who applied. So, why don't you just get down there and do your stuff."

Hayden looked like he was about to cry, but he still didn't reach for Ryan's cock just yet. "Who did you talk to?" he asked, pleading. We didn't answer him. "Was it Jerry? Or Mike?"

"We don't know how many dicks you managed to swing on over there to get this part," I said from my perch in the nearby chair. "We just know you've got real talent for giving pleasure to men. God knows, you couldn't have gotten this deal any other way. Now, if you know what's good for you, listen to Ryan and get to work. I've got an aching hard-on over here myself that's dying for a little attention once you're through."

Resigned to his place of servitude, Hayden visibly callowed and immediately set to work performing his required task. He unzipped Ryan's fly and pulled out his engorged prick. "Jesus, it's big," Hayden said, genuinely surprised. I sensed from the tone of his voice that he was impressed and even a bit aroused. Maybe this wasn't going to be such a hard sell after all.

"Suck it, bitch," Ryan moaned, and a second later the whole shaft disappeared into Hayden's pretty face. Ryan gasped once, then relaxed into the blowjob. Hayden gave him expert head, driving his face all the way down to Ryan's crotch on the downstroke, and licking his way up the shaft on the upstroke so sweetly it obviously gave Ryan pleasurable chills. "Oh fuck," Ryan moaned, "this is some good head. Ohmigod, man, you gotta try some of this kid when I'm done!"

Hayden apparently took real pride in his work once he got going, and hearing Ryan's praise seemed to encourage him to go further. He scooped up Ryan's naked ass-cheeks in his young hands, and caressed the blond stud's butt and upper legs vigorously as he continued to suck up and down his throbbing pole like a ten-dollar Saigon slut. Ryan writhed and wiggled on the sofa, pulling his T-shirt up to expose his nipples so he could play with them half-consciously as Hayden continued sucking his cock.

"Fuck man, Hayden boy, that's good..." he cooed at his young conquest. "Eat it bitch, keep eating daddy's cock...you love to suck so much, eat all that cock...you love getting big dicks like this one in your face..."

I had my cock out by now and was beating off along with Hayden's oral action. My fly was open, and the boy seemed to utterly dedicated to giving head that it turned me on to the point where I thought I might climax at any second. Not wanting to erupt prematurely, I took my hand off my cock, stood up, and kicked my shorts aside. I approached them on the sofa, standing next to the place where Hayden knelt, applying his vigorous talents to Ryan's flesh-rod.

"You want some of this, too, bitch?" I asked, spanking the fat head of my raging hard-on against Hayden's shoulder. He was still wearing the yellow football jersey, which had the name CHRISTIANSEN across the shoulder blades in faded stitching. He gently spat out Ryan's cock and moved his attention over to my cock. His eyes were half-shut in a sort of drugged stupor. I recognized that look, and knew it well: It was the gaze of a devoted cock-sucker in prick-pig heaven. Not only had we called it that Hayden had won his part with good blowjobs, I was beginning to suspect that giving head was all this kid lived for in the first place.

As soon as my dick disappeared inside his mouth, I knew why he was in the next Star Wars movie. This kid had a mouth on him that could only be compared with Ryan's asshole for sheer erotic satisfaction. His warm wet cheeks and lips and tongue engulfed me, fluttering up and down my shaft, as he earnestly thrust my dick deep in his throat with each harsh downward motion. He blew me rapidly, and before I knew what was happening my cock exploded inside his mouth, and I was faltering for balance, weak in my knees.

"Ho-o-ooo, man..." I gasped. "That is some serious fuckin' head."

"You're damn right," Ryan agreed, slapping his still-aching hard-on against his taut belly. "But I want to see what else this kid's got before we go any further. Hayden, take off your shorts."

Hayden stood and obeyed, yanking down the cheap nylon athletic shorts he was wearing, exposing only a jockstrap that he wore underneath. He looked so fuckin' delicious like that, this hot young kid, the next big movie star for all we knew, standing there in just a jock and a faded jersey. After showing off his jockstrap package to us for a few seconds, Hayden smiled and reached into the cup, pulling it aside to let a nice big, fat uncut cock flop out. His size was admirable, especially for a kid his age. I was reminded of the paperboy who at sixteen years of age likewise had an impressive tool to wield. This looked just like that one, only with its foreskin intact.

Ryan whistled. "Oh man, that's a sweet-looking cock," he said. Instinctively, Ryan's legs started to rise off the carpet. I had to grin at this natural response. Ryan's hole wanted fucking, yet again. "Hayden, my friend, why don't you come over here and stick that giant rod right up into your new friend Ryan's male pussy."

If Hayden was surprised by the request, his face didn't register it. My guess was that he had considered this a fantasy at some point or another, and now his fantasy was coming true. I also guessed that with a cock like that, he'd been requested to do things with it before--of not by those horny toads over at LucasFilm, then by some other boy or girl or agent or coach along the way. Without hesitation, he grabbed Ryan's ankles, spread them wide, and pushed his big baseball-bat-shaped Canadian cock deep inside Ryan's cunt.

Soon, they were off and rutting. Ryan wailed with happiness as this perfect young hunk pistoned in and out of his hungry hole. I stood nearby, feeling my own hard-on begin once again to rise. As is so often the case with these young lads, it took only a few minutes before the cum boiled over in young Hayden's balls, and he sent a vociferous load into Ryan's ass: "Oh...! Yes! Take it, Ryan...take my cock...my cum..."

Ryan was right there with him, beating off his engorged prick to time his orgasm with Hayden's. "Yeah, do it bitch, fuck me, fuck daddy, fill up my ass with your hot Skywalker load...I need it all...yes-s-s...YES!!"

Ryan's cum erupted onto his cute little belly and milky chest, just as Hayden shot the last few jets into him.

"We're not done yet," I said immediately to Hayden, pulling him out of Ryan's asshole and spinning him around. I pushed him onto his back on the couch, alongside Ryan. "You want your cunt fucked, little stud?"

Hayden was out of breath from his orgasm, but the cock-crazed look on his face remained, and I knew I had him. "Yes..." he mumbled slowly. "Fuck me, do it, just fuck me, fuck me...I need to be fucked, fuck me, fuck me now..."

He continued chanting this little mantra as I hoisted his legs up the same way he'd done for Ryan, and poked my newly-hard flesh tube directly into his sexy little jock back-door. His cunt-lips kissed the tip of my dick and instantly drew it inside his ass, milking me hard with every stroke as his love canal swallowed my big cock just as readily and hungrily as his face-lips had taken it down his throat.

I bottomed out inside Hayden's marvelous asshole, then backed all the way out, then started thrusting.

"OH god Hayden...oh man, your pussy can really take it...that's good...that's so good!" I moaned.

Hayden carried on in his low steady chant: "Fuck me...fuck me...yeah...fuck me...fuck me...fuck me..."

I pounded his pussy-hole until it was time to cum again, and erupted deep inside him, pouring forth my second load to be fed inside this hot new Hollywood hussy. I screamed as I shot, and after I came down, I looked at Hayden and noticed that he had cum onto his belly without even touching his cock. What a stud.

"Damn, pussy-boy," I said to him a moment later as Ryan and I got dressed. "You're going to be a welcome addition on the Star Wars set, I can assure you of that. Have you met the other actors yet?"

"Actually, Ewan McGregor was just here and fucked me," Hayden said. "When you guys knocked I thought it might be him coming back here for a little more."

"Ewan? No shit!" Ryan marveled.

"Yeah," Hayden said, nonchalant. "His cum is in my pussy right now, along with yours"--he looked right at me. "I don't suppose you want to taste it?"

I was fully dressed by now, but I thrilled at the opportunity. "I'd love to, bitch," I said, and soon I was on my knees between Hayden's spread legs, lapping up all the frothy jizz that was escaping from his freshly-fucked hole. I'd never met Ewan, but I thought he was a cute studly guy, and damn, his cum tasted fine.

As I swallowed the last of it, I groaned happily. Ryan lounged nearby, smiling at me and rolling his eyes.

The next day, I had lunch with a buddy of mine who was also in the talent industry. We work for separate agencies, so we have to be careful what we divulge here and there, and he's straight--but other than that, we find plenty to talk about, and we generally have a good time just hanging out.

"Say," my friend said at one point in the conversation. "I hear that you manage Ryan Phillippe these days, and he has some...special needs. Is this true?"

I looked slightly cock-eyed at this friend. I didn't want to seem shocked by the question, because Ryan's tendency to carry on with boys and men was getting to be fairly well-known, if not legendary. But I was a little rattled that he saw fit to bring it up so casually. I gradually figured out this was a power-lunch after all, and this "friend" had some special request to make of me. I wondered what it was.

"He does indeed," I said. "Whatever you've heard...well, it's probably true."

"Excellent," he said. "Because I have a few clients who dabble in these same sorts of things, as well. They're always looking for...um, distractions, I suppose, while they're out on location."

"Sure," I agreed, nodding. "Well, who are they, and what do you have in mind?"

A few hours later, I was phoning Ryan's cell. "Hey man, how's your vacation so far?"

"It sucks. Reese needs three more days to finish her movie, and then they're having a wrap party down in San Diego. So I guess I have to go down there if I want to see her. The baby is at her Mom's."

"I see," I said, thoughtful but distracted. "Sure, I know a hotel in San Diego you'll probably love. But listen. I had lunch with another agent today, and it turns out there are some studs you might want to meet."

"An agent? Studs?" Ryan asked. "What do you mean, more celebrity tail to fuck? Or some big-dicked famous studs who want to use my asshole?"

"Both, if we play our cards right. What are you doing tomorrow around noon?"

"Getting power-fucked by some hot players here in my playpen, hopefully, same as any other day," Ryan said good-naturedly. "Why?"

"Let's make the rounds of a few of the studio lots out in Burbank. I think there's some action you're going to want to get in on."

"Who are we talking about here?"

And so I filled him in. According to my agency friend, Tobey Maguire had recently taken a part in the new Spiderman movie, and to beef up his body, his director told him to work out with this guy Vin Diesel. At the time, Vin was a Hollywood nobody, but he got noticed in a few of his releases this past year, so now he's landed a role in something called "The Fast and the Furious" alongside this totally hot blond stud named Paul Walker.

Now, what my friend told me over lunch was that in addition to training Tobey in the gym, Vin had also managed to "train" him in a few other ways--specifically, to submit to him sexually and be his bitch. Now Tobey, with his tight new little body, was getting railed up his ass by Vin morning, noon and night. Vin was coming to Tobey's trailer on the Spiderman set and giving his wide cock up the ass to both Tobey and his co-star, James Franco, every chance he got. Not only that, but at one point, Tobey--totally in lust with Vin and craving his cock one afternoon--surprised his top daddy on the "Fast and Furious" location and walked in on Vin fucking the holy shit out of Paul Walker in one of the trailers. Tobey was so turned-on, he whored his round little ass to both Paul and Vin that day, eagerly taking both of their cocks and loads.

Now, "Fast and Furious" had wrapped, and Vin had gone away to work on his next project somewhere in Europe. But Tobey was still on the Spiderman set, craving sex like the horny, newly-humpy young stud that he is. James, his superhot co-star, was fucking him as often as he could, but in truth, James was much more fond of feeling a hard bone up his ass as well--Tobey's, Vin's, anybody's.

"So...what do they want me to do about it?" Ryan asked. "I'm no top. I haven't fucked anyone in over two years, except for Reese. How come they want to meet me?"

"Because you're the connection to all the great and horny tops," I told him. "Everyone knows how much dick you get, man. It's legendary. They're in awe. Shit, I'm in awe."

"You? But you're the one who sets it all up! People should be in awe of you, man--you do your job well."

"Thanks," I said. "But that's the point--my friend came to me because he needs help keeping Tobey's ass busy. It's kind of like 'pro bono' work. Tobey's going to be a huge star soon, and I want to do what I can to help out another friend in the business."

Ryan sighed. "I still don't understand what I can do to help."

"Okay. All the sex I lined up for you tomorrow, right? Your usual cadre of tops? I'm going to call and tell them to meet us at the Spiderman set, instead of at your playpen. In Tobey's and James' trailer. Cool?"

"Sure, I guess. Is there room for all of us?"

"I'll make sure there is. It's supposed to be a tricked-out trailer, so that shouldn't be any problem."

"But..." Ryan said. "How are you going to keep all three of our asses happy? If I share my players tomorrow with two other bottoms, is there going to be enough hard cock to go around?"

"Good point," I told him. "I'll have to phone around to hustle up a few extra tops."

I arrived at the Spiderman trailer the next day ahead of Ryan, as well most of the players. Tobey greeted me at the door, drinking a diet soda. He was in jeans and shirtless. His chest muscles looked fabulous and cute.

"Hey, Brady!" he enthused, in that adorable aw-shucks way he has about him. I smiled and gave him a hug.

We had met a few times before--I had a menial job on the set of "Ice Storm" right before I got hired at Cosgrove--but it had always been superficial and platonic. I had no idea he was someone to go for all this kinky shit. I also had no idea how much he'd been working out: As I hugged him, I felt his solid arms and chest. This Vin Diesel guy had trained him well!

Then Tobey led me back into the main room of the trailer, which was fitted with three slim beds. On the nearest one lay a beautiful young man with dark, brooding features, totally naked, his hairy legs spread gently as he poked a few of his fingers in and out of his hole. "Mmmm," he moaned, bringing the fingers to his lips. I looked more closely, and saw that there was fresh cum leaking out of his butt crack. "Oh man, Tobey, your fresh hot cum tastes so-o-o-oo good. I'm so glad you fucked me like that, two times in a row."

"This is James Franco," Tobey said, ever the polite host. "He plays my friend in the movie. He doesn't have any scenes today, so he's just been hanging out here in the trailer, playing with himself and getting fucked."

"Hot," I said, nodding hello to James. "So, man, it looks like you've got a nice full buttload down there. Who's been screwing your ass?"

James stretched, showing off his sinewy, hot little body. "A few of the extras, and Tobey here," he said.

I looked at Tobey. "So I gather. I guess this means you're not just a butt-boy, then?"

"Nah," Tobey said, shyly looking down. "I like to fuck James' pretty little hole sometimes. I was horny from working all day, so I pounded him full of cum twice just now. That's why his ass is leaking. And once in a while, he even sticks his big dick in mine."

I glanced down at James' lap. He did, indeed, have a nice big cock. My mouth watered suddenly.

"So, we're expecting some others?" Tobey asked.

"Yeah, Ryan should be here soon," I said. "He's the other bottom. And then there's going to be a bunch of players, his usual order for this day of the week. Plus, to meet the extra demand, I invited a few of our boy-band friends to help use your assholes. And I'll also be pitching in myself."

"Excellent!" Tobey beamed.

James asked from the bed: "Who are these boy-band guys?"

"Ah," I said, smiling. "They fuck Ryan from time to time. And we've been to some really hot parties with them. There are a whole bunch of them, actually, but for today I just invited Justin Timberlake and JC Chasez from NSynch. Nick and Drew Lachey from 98 Degrees said they might show up a little later on."

"Oh my god," James moaned, squeezing his dick and writhing on the bed. "Justin Timberlake is coming here? To fuck MY hole?" His thin hands started stroking the shaft of his big erection up and down.

"Don't jerk off, ya freak!" Tobey squealed. "Wait until you've got his dick inside you!"

I laughed at the pair. "Yeah, you'll want to cum when you've got Justin inside you, James, " I promised him. "He's got the dick of death. It's like a log, as thick around as my wrist. And he really knows how to use it."

"Are you serious? Man, you mean he's fucked your hole as well?" James asked.

"He sure has," I replied. "He's railed my asshole and shot his load in me on several occasions. Plus, he goes to parties and sex clubs sometimes and gets his ass gang-banged, too. But his cock is the main attraction."

"Damn, I can't wait to get some of that for myself," Tobey said, eagerly rubbing his own hard cock through his jeans. "Are they going to be here soon?"

"Real soon. What kind of schedule are we on?"

"I don't need to be back out there until 3 o'clock this afternoon," Tobey said, checking his watch. "That gives us three hours."

"Perfect." I started unbuttoning my khakis, and motioned for Tobey to get naked as well. He stripped off his jeans and pulled off his tighty-whities. "Since nobody else is here yet, let me get you guys started. I've got a big load I need to drop, and both your asses look really fine. Who wants to get fucked first?"

Tobey said he did, so we got onto the bed next to James. Tobey got on all fours and handed me some lube. I spread it between his cheeks, using my thumb to stick some deep inside his hole. "Mmmm, you're nice and tight," I said to him. "Do you get fucked back here often?"

"Every chance I get," Tobey said, wiggling his cute butt backward onto my thumb. "Vin taught us both how to use our ass muscles to stay tight, and still take big cocks up there and make them feel really good!"

"Wow, I can't wait," I said. I tossed the lube aside and drilled my cock into his hot little ass in one long push. It felt terrific, just as I expected. Like Ryan, his hole seemed to wrap itself around my shaft and suck it all the way inside. I was very turned on that I was plowing my dick into this newly-famous little hunk.

Tobey was into it, too. "Oh yeah, fuck me Brady! I've wanted this since we first met a few years back!"

I started fucking in and out of him in a nice, steady rhythm. No sense in fucking all our energy out when we still had three hours of sex ahead of us. I had just worked up to a decent tempo when the trailer door opened and I heard the voices of men entering. It was the first round of extras, three of them, all mid-twenties and strapping and sexy as hell. I craned my neck around from where I fucked Tobey in order to greet them.

"Come on in, guys," I said. "Ryan should be here in a little bit. Meanwhile, one of you take James' asshole over here and start fucking. Maybe the other two of you could suck Tobey's and James' cock while we're fucking them up the ass...?"

The extras complied, as they knew it was their job to do. The most well-built one, who looked like a college football player, pulled his pants down and stepped out of them, pushing his dripping nine-inch hard-on directly into James' pussy-hole. James squealed with happiness, still on his back, and reached forward to grab the stud's firm thighs as he began pounding his meat in and out of James' cunt. Meanwhile, a skinnier, prettier guy with a really great ass knelt next to them, still fully clothed, and wiggled his head in between their rutting bodies to wrap his lips around James' hard cock.

The third guy looked like he had to be a model. His face was classically handsome, and overall he was just plain stunning. He had dark hair in a cute, short style, deep brown eyes, great cheekbones, and sensuous kissable lips. This stud knelt also--having first pulled off his shirt to show a firm, natural chest--and instantly slid under Tobey to take the youth's fat hard-on into his mouth. He sucked lovingly and expertly up and down on Tobey's cock as I continued railing in and out of Tobey's pussy-hole.

It was a hot sight. Here were these two beautiful, horny young celebs, working together on an upcoming blockbuster movie, and in between scenes they were hanging out in their trailer, getting fucked and blown to their hearts' content by a posse of hot, available studs. Like Ryan, they led a charmed life, after all.

James looked fantastic, and utterly blissed out, as he looked fondly at his friend Tobey, who was bent over and getting his ass slammed by my cock as this gorgeous model sucked Tobey's cock. James struggled to hold his legs up as the burly young stud fucking him continued to ram in and out of his hungry hole. Before long, the stud came loudly in James' ass, and before James could recover, the skinny guy blowing him had stood up, stripped, and plunged his own long cock deep into the jizz-filled trench. Now James was getting fucked yet again--by the fifth stud that day, based on what he'd told me. That slut couldn't get enough.

Tobey was plenty happy by now, also. He begged for more: "Fuck me! Fuck my ass, Brady! Fill me up! I want your cum so bad...give me that cock...please, pound my hole, please give me your cock and your hot load! I love getting your big fat cock rammed into my pussy...I want you to fill me up with cum..."

Seeing the one stud blast off in James' hole and the next stud plowing in right behind him made the cum start to boil in my balls, and after a minute or so I lost control in Tobey's asshole: "Oh yeah, take it, Tobey, you love that cock...I'm gonna cum in your hole...gonna shoot...oh fuck yes, oh yes, oh YEA-A-AAH!"

I sprayed volley after volley of fresh semen into Peter Parker's love-tunnel, on top of whatever loads he'd already collected there that day. Then I pulled out, and sure enough, the handsome hunk who'd been giving Tobey head was now naked and rock-hard, with an amazing eleven-inch tool, ready to plunge into Tobey's waiting ass. I stepped aside and in he went, making Tobey wail with happiness: "OH YES-S-SS! FUCK ME! IT'S SO BIG...IT FEELS SO FUCKING GOOD!!" The top's dick was so wide it plunged my load out of Tobey's hole. As his fat cock pushed in, my slimy cumload escaped around the sides of it, making a squishing sound. As he raped Tobey's asshole, my cum continued running out and down both their legs.

Sensing the elasticity of Tobey's celebrity ass-ring, the extra immediately started banging away, pumping Tobey full of his huge cock in deep, steady strokes, making the young actor groan breathlessly in erotic abandon. The stud fucked Tobey like one dog fucks another, banging mercilessly on his hole as Tobey's studly frame struggled underneath him on all fours, like a rag doll. With what little energy he could muster, Tobey pushed his ass back on the stud's attacking cock, but for the most part, he simply relaxed there, his face in a stupor, his cute ass hefted straight upward on his strong, sexy legs, and took the hard-railing fuck.

I was trying to figure out what to do next when the trailer door opened and some familiar faces walked in. Justin and JC had arrived. Both boys wore trendy clothes and stylish sunglasses, the latter of which they removed to get a good view of the sexual activity going on inside the dim trailer.

"Hey man," JC said, recognizing me. "Guess this is the spot for action?"

"Yeah," I said, pulling on my cock to get it hard again. "I'm glad you guys could make it on short notice."

"No problem," Justin said. "These the guys you wanted us to fuck?"

"The two that are getting it deep and hard right now, yeah," I said. "You probably know them. Tobey and James. They're both insatiable little sluts who need to be fucked good and deep, and filled with cum. They need as many cocks as they can get, and they love getting fucked by well-hung hot young men like yourselves. Think you can show them a good time?"

Justin was already getting undressed. "Fuckin' right we can. I've wanted to screw Tobey's tight little ass for a while now. I've seen him working out. >From the looks of it, he takes cock really well!"

"Yeah," I agreed. "Why don't you go over and feed him yours? He's pretty excited to know you're here."

Justin, naked now, took me up on my suggestion. He approached the bed where Tobey was getting fucked. Tobey, who hadn't heard the boys arrive, looked up in his daze and instantly was shocked to see a bare-naked Justin Timberlake slapping his engorged eleven-inch prick at his cute little face. As Justin's dick slapped Tobey's cheek, a long pearly strand of pre-cum formed between them, connecting Justin's peehole to Tobey's lip. Eagerly, after the shock wore off a moment later, Tobey craned his neck forward and swallowed Justin whole, eating clear down to the root of his raging monster, deep-throating the boy-band stud. It was the perfect triangle for him: He had a huge, meaty eleven-inch cock going in him at either end.

Tobey looked so hot like that, his two big tops sawing happily into his ass and mouth. He greedily ate Justin's massive meat until he felt the extra cum in his ass. Then he lunged forward off the extra's spent cock, ejecting his whole eleven inches, and pushed Justin into a sitting position on the bed. Tobey crawled onto Justin, aimed the singer's mammoth schlong at his well-used pussy, and sunk his ass straight down on it. Both Justin and Tobey moaned a deep sigh of satisfaction as Justin's monster vanished into Tobey's hole.

Meanwhile, JC also got naked, and went over to where James was getting ass-fucked on his back on the next bed. "JC..." James groaned, his eyes bleary with lust. The skinny extra was still slamming his extra-long cock all the way in and out of James' cunt, making it hard for James to focus through his bliss. "JC..." he said again. "Oh please JC, come over here and feed me your big cock..."

JC knelt on James' bed and the hot bottom instantly reached over for his prick, sucking it in and beginning a bobbing, up-and-down motion to satisfy the boy-band star's horny need. Seeing this made the extra cum inside James' asshole, and no sooner had he pulled out than James rolled onto all fours and ordered JC: "Put it in me! Fuck me now! I want to feel your big cock inside me, JC...I've got so much cum already in my slutty little cunt, but I really need you to put your cock in there and give me one more load...please!"

JC complied without hesitation, plugging his fat cock into James' horny, cum-filled trench, humping him happily as he grabbed the actor's slender hips for better leverage. He'd never met or seen James before, but this kid was exactly his type: sexy good looks, a thin but sturdy frame, and a perfect, round little hairy butt that was just begging for his cock. He loved fucking studs like this and giving them his hot boy-band load.

The extras were now finished but seemed in no hurry to get dressed, indicating they were enjoying the scene enough to stick around for a little bit. I knew I didn't have much time before the next few tops arrived, and Ryan with them, but the handsome stud who helped me fuck Tobey was just too fucking pretty to pass up. I grabbed him and led him to the third bed saying: "We don't have much time, but if you want, you can fuck my ass. I'd really love to feel that big dick inside me." He seemed surprised at first, but then flashed me a killer smile. "Do you like my ass?" I asked. He nodded vigorously. "Good. Then I'm going to bend over right here, and I want you to fuck me hard. Shoot your cum way up inside my hole. I love that."

I leaned forward over the bed, still standing, and supported myself with both arms on the mattress. The dark-haired hunk got behind me, his feet just inside mine, and pointed his fat, dripping hard-on right between the hard cheeks of my ass, into the hole. His cock filled me up, consuming me, all eleven thick inches of it, and per my request, he immediately started fucking deep and hard in and out of me, banging my ass with his strokes, making my whole body shake underneath him the same way Tobey's had done.

As he plowed in and out of me, I gazed over at the other beds, where JC was fucking the holy shit out of James, and Tobey was taking Justin's huge cock deep into his boy-pussy. The other two extras decided to fuck each other, too: The bigger one, the football type, was on his back on the floor as the skinny one with the superlong cock drilled straight down at his asshole, driving in and out of the jock's hairy, meaty hole.

I lost all awareness then, slipping into a brief, blissful state of semi-consciousness as my ass received the brutal attention it craved and deserved. I let this fine specimen of a stud rape and pound and fill my hole, eventually blasting all of his boiling sperm inside me, grunting loudly as he filled my channel with his cum.

After he was done, and I came back to earth, I realized the others had arrived. Seeing Ryan, the two extras who had been fucking on the floor quickly decoupled and started fucking Ryan instead, as it had been their original assignment that day to do. Since I was taking up the third bed with my model, Ryan took the extras' cocks on his knees in the trailer's front room: the skinny guy up his asshole, and the football hunk's wide dick in his mouth. The skinny guy came almost right away inside Ryan, since he had already been warmed up by fucking his friend. As soon as he pulled out, Ryan got on his back and let the hunkier extra use his asshole next, pounding in and out of Ryan until he, too, shot his big wet load.

Then Ryan moved to my bed, and I went up front to see who else was arriving. The three extras who had arrived earlier were fairly spent by now, so they were getting dressed to leave. But five more were there to replace them, hot men of all types and sizes. When they looked in and saw all the celebrity tail they would be scoring, they immediately stripped down and went back to join the fun. Just as they were getting started, the Lachey boys from 98 Degrees arrived, and when they realized there weren't any hot bottoms available at the moment for fucking, both brothers got naked anyway, and Nick ass-fucked Drew's pussy on the floor.

"Man, that's some hot brother sex," JC commented with a nasty smile upon seeing Drew on all fours, giving up his sluthole to his older brother. "Nick, your cock looks totally hot going in and out of Drew's twat."

Drew, breathless from his brother's turgid prick slamming into his rectum, twisted around to grin up at JC. "Well, you and I are almost like twins, JC, born on exactly the same day. So why don't you fuck me next?"

"Hey, you horny bitch," Nick interrupted, slapping his little brother's tight ass as he continued to fuck it. "Don't get greedy. Remember, we're here to fuck Ryan's sweet butt today. And Tobey's, and James."

For my part, I mostly hung around and supervised the action, greeting the new studs as they arrived (there were a total of twenty that afternoon) or, when there was an opening, plugging my own hard dick into one of the available "sockets" in order to drop a load of my cum into their receptacles. I fucked James twice more that day, and Tobey and Ryan once more each.

Later on, when the other bottoms were once again busy, I persuaded Drew and Nick to tag-team my mouth and ass. They each took turns fucking me for a few minutes at a time, as the other fed his meat to my face; then they'd switch, and I'd taste my ass on the cock that had just been fucking me, as the cock I'd been sucking went away and disappeared inside my rear hole.

After several rotations of this, a cock was abruptly pulled from my mouth and I looked up to see a heavenly sight: Nick Lachey, pulling on his exploding cock, squirted a gigantic load all over my face and neck, and into my open, moaning mouth. Not far behind, Drew pulled his big cock out of my ass and rushed to my side, yelling as he jerked his own huge wad all over me, mixing with Nick's to make delicious brother cum.

For having as many bottoms there as we did, there still seemed to be plenty of hot cum and pounding cocks to go around. James, having the head-start, wound up collecting the most jizz in his pussy--fifteen loads--but Ryan, insatiable slutty little whore that he is, wasn't far behind. Tobey seemed to enjoy quality over quantity, preferring to take his time to enjoy most of the men and their fuck techniques. Even so, he got ten or so loads up his ass that day himself. As for me and Drew and the versatile extra--we had no complaints.

"Damn, that was some hot sex," Tobey said later, after all of the tops had left, as he pulled on his jeans once again. I was fucking Ryan, and James was sitting on Ryan's tongue, letting all those fresh hot cumloads spill out of his cunt and cover Ryan's cute face, dribbling over his pouty lips and down his soft cheeks to his neck. Ryan lapped and slurped for all he was worth, like the hungry cum-whore that he is.

I sprayed my cum into Ryan, then pulled out, looking in Tobey's direction. "Yeah, it was," I agreed. He walked over to where I was, and I immediately pulled his jeans off again, motioning for him to sit next to Ryan and spread his legs so I could get at both their holes. "But Ryan here gets it like this every day. You need some good connections, and then you can get sex like this whenever you want it."

"Yeah?" Tobey asked, excited. "Tell me more."

So, between dredging the fresh cum from Ryan's and Tobey's freshly-fucked assholes, I briefly told Tobey and James about the many outlets for sex that Ryan and I had discovered: not just the extras, but the horny boy-band studs, the other Hollywood hunks, the sex club, the glory holes, the studs on the UCLA campus.

"Wow," James said, still in heaven as he bounced his asshole on Ryan's flickering tongue. "I go to a glory hole on campus once a month or so, and get my ass fucked through the hole by anyone who wants it. But I never knew there were studs willing to meet you in their dorms and give you their cocks there as well."

"We kind of stumbled onto it," I explained. "Ryan started giving up his ass to this one guy, and he had some roommates and friends who were into it...so it all just kind of went from there. One time he got fucked by over a hundred of them in a dorm room, for a whole morning and afternoon, and took over two hundred loads."

"Holy shit! You're fucking kidding!" James' jaw dropped in awe, and his eyes grew steamy with lust. I just smiled at him as he bounced fervently on Ryan's tongue, and resumed eating out Ryan's and Tobey's pussies.

"Man, I'd love to have that kind of set-up," Tobey said, in awe. "Me, I'm still kinda new to this. Vin said he owned my ass while we were working out, and I learned how much I loved getting fucked by taking his huge cock up my ass all that time. But now he's gone, and I need more men to satisfy me!"

"I know the feeling," James said. Then he asked me: "So, when are we going to do this again?"

As it turns out, both boys were free the next day, and Ryan wasn't due to spend his vacation with Reese until that week-end, so we arranged to meet with Tobey and James at Ryan's playpen. At our request, the boys invited Paul Walker, a versatile stud who fucked them both often but whose ass was also owned at one time by Vin Diesel--during the film they made together, "The Fast and the Furious."

"Paul's great," Tobey promised. "His fine little ass was so good when Vin let me fuck him, but he loves to top as well. James and I get Paul's big prick up our asses a few times a week these days. He's a sexy fuck."

In fact, Paul was the first to arrive to the party. As I pulled up in Ryan's driveway, he was just getting out of his own vehicle--a souped-up muscle car, much like the one (I supposed) he drove in his latest movie. He looked sexy as hell wearing just his T-shirt and jeans, and as I got out of my own car and approached him, I could tell he was somewhat nervous about being early on the scene.

"Hi Paul," I greeted him. "I'm Brady. Fuck, you look fine, man!"

He put his hands in his pockets and grinned shyly at the ground. "Yeah, well. I get my share of action..."

"I fuckin' bet. Tobey told me you're a top and a bottom. What are you looking for today?"

He blushed a little, then said: "I want to fuck Ryan."

I laughed. "You might be one of the few who hasn't already. He's an insatiable whore, believe me. And his ass is totally sweet. You're going to love it."

Daringly, Paul reached around and grabbed my ass through my khakis with a firm, masculine clutch. "This ass looks pretty nice, too, man," he ventured. "You want some of my dick in there?"

"Absolutely!"

He continued squeezing my ass for a moment. It felt awesome. "Yeah, I bet it takes cock really well," he muttered. "I'm still learning. I get fucked every day by Vin, but I want more guys to do it. I want to feel other cocks inside me. I love getting pounded by big cocks and feeling them cum all over inside my ass."

"Well, Tobey said he fucked you, and it was pretty sweet..."

"Yeah, Tobey's a great fuck," Paul agreed. "He shoots so much cum. It's amazing. He'd had three orgasms already that day from Vin using his boy-hole, but he still got rock hard and slammed his hot load into me."

I grabbed Paul's butt through his jeans and squeezed it like he was squeezing mine. It was small, round, and totally hard. He had the ass of a guy who worked out regularly, and it turned me on to know he liked getting it pounded. I was ready to see him naked and watch cocks--mine, Tobey's, whoever's--going into it.

"Well, Ryan's inside," I said finally. "We can't just stand out here groping each other all day. Let's fuck!"

Inside the playpen, Ryan was already stripped to his thong bikini underwear and relaxing on the bed.

"Hey Paul," he greeted our newest guest. "We met at a premiere a few months ago. Don't know if you remember."

Paul was obviously a little starstruck. "Yeah, I remember," he said, dazedly. "I just never knew I'd..."

"...get to fuck my sweet ass?" Ryan finished for him, and laughed. "Have at it, man. You're a hot guy, I want to feel your bone inside me. Come on, nobody's fucked me all morning. I want your cock in me!"

Paul approached the bed, still fully dressed, and knelt next to Ryan. He rubbed Ryan's cock through the fabric of the thong, admiring the bulge and the sexy tan muscles all over Ryan's body. As he did this, Ryan moaned softly. It was a sexy sight: One gorgeous blond stud, garbed in jeans and a white T-shirt, kneeling to touch another blond god, lying in skimpy underwear, waiting to be fucked.

Slowly, Paul pulled Ryan's thong down and off, and licked tenderly around Ryan's bulging prick, sucking his balls, cleaning his shaft, slurping pre-cum off the head. Then he took Ryan's whole cock in for a blow-job. He got in several long, delicious sucks before Ryan breathless interrupted:

"That feels good, man...but I need you in my ass..."

To emphasize his point, Ryan spread his cute legs slightly, bent them at the knee, and sent his right hand around to reach between them and finger his hungry ass. Paul continued sucking momentarily, and put his hand next to Ryan's, helping Ryan finger his own butt. Then Paul lifted Ryan's leg and stuck his head underneath it, allowing him access to lick Ryan's pussy. His tongue wiggled expertly into Ryan's hairy hole, licking the asslips and wetting the area all around the pucker, preparing him for his cock.

Finally, when he could stand it no longer, Paul stood and opened his jeans, and pulled them down, revealing a hefty ten-inch prick, thick and dripping with juices. As he jacked it a few strokes in preparation, he lifted his T-shirt slightly, showing his tight abs. But he removed neither the shirt nor the jeans. Instead, he left his jeans at knee-level and pulled Ryan over to him, lining up his cock with Ryan's pussy-hole and pushing his fat meat-stake right in.

Paul's jeans bound his legs close together, but he had sufficient leverage to throttle Ryan's cunt the way he knew Ryan would it. Ryan confirmed this by squealing and begging for more:

"OH!! Oh...fuck...Paul, yes...that's so fuckin' sexy man...fuck me, drill it in there, come on!! Fuck me dude, yeah...fuck me, fuck me, fuck me...I love it...I love that big cock..."

I heard car doors, and looked out the window down to the driveway. I thought Tobey and James had arrived, but it turned out to be Taylor, this hot player who was one of Ryan's favorites, and behind Taylor were two of the most stunning black men I'd seen in a long time. Both black studs towered over Taylor, and both looked slightly familiar to me. They climbed up the steps to the playpen and I let them inside.

"Look who's here!" I said, by way of greeting them. "Taylor, man...come on in. And you brought some friends with you. What a pleasant surprise..."

Taylor was about my height, early thirties, with a sexy goatee and a wonderful, broad chest. When he spoke, he had one of the deepest, sexiest voices I'd ever heard. It made me melt, and it sounded even better when his massive ten-inch cock was buried inside Ryan's ass--or, as it sometimes happened, inside mine.

"Brady, this is Kobe and Rick," he said. My eyes nearly popped out of my head. Here in Ryan's playpen were two of the all-time hottest and most famous players on the L. A. Lakers team--Kobe Bryant and Rick Fox! They both smiled politely, although they were immediately distracted by the action taking place on Ryan's bed.

"Holy shit!" I said reflexively. "I mean...it's great to meet you guys. Come on in."

"Thanks," Rick said. "We're pretty discreet, and Taylor here is one of our regular butt-boys..."

"But when he let it slip that Ryan here had an insatiable ass that loved big black cocks, we knew we needed him to make us an introduction," Kobe finished.

"Wow..." was all I could say at first. "I never knew..."

Taylor shot me a warning glance, but Rick said: "It's cool. We're both straight, actually. We just love getting off inside a nice tight pussy, no matter who's got it."

"We fuck a lot of guys' asses when we travel," Kobe explained, "so it's no big deal to give Ryan here our load. Actually, from everything we hear, he's our favorite kind of fuck--tight, white and totally slutty."

"Well, that's Ryan," I agreed with a laugh. "Our friend Paul is using his hole right now, but as soon as he's done I'm sure you can take your turns. In fact--" I proceeded cautiously--"if you've got any loads to spare, I think my ass fits your criteria as well..."

Rick smiled as he started pulling off his clothes, exposing his monumental fine body. "That's cool," he said. "Taylor here said you would be into it. Kobe and I shoot so many loads in a day, it would make you dizzy. If you want our cocks in you it's fine with us. Consider it tipping the house for making the arrangements!"

Kobe was getting undressed, as well. He shed his shirt, showing off his broad pecs and beautiful dark skin. As he unhooked his pants and started to remove them, he chimed in with his teammate. "This big gun needs to go off as many times as it can get it," he said, palming the bulge in his boxers and giving it a tug. "Our friend Taylor here, when I fuck him, gets it up his fine ass a couple times in a row at least, sometimes more. So it's no problem if you want us to share the love with your white butt after we've filled Ryan to capacity."

"Well, there's no real notion of capacity with Ryan," I chuckled. "He'll take as many loads as you want to give him. But I love cocks inside me, especially nice big black ones on guys as fine as yourselves..."

"Say no more, my friend," Kobe grinned. "After I fuck that white slut Ryan, you'll be the very next in line."

Paul had climbed onto the bed with Ryan by now but still had his jeans gathered around his legs. They had slipped past his knees by now, exposing his gorgeous hard calves and allowing him to spread his stance wide, permitting full entrance into Ryan's horny chute. Paul had also not removed his white T-shirt, but he had lifted the front part and pulled it over his head to get it out of the way, leaving his arms in the sleeves. The short white fabric set off his tan, flexing biceps as he held Ryan's legs wide open and pressed his angry cock deep into the wet, slutty cunt-hole between them. Ryan responded by moaning the blond hunk's name repeatedly as his ass was invaded with the monster cock: "Yes...Paul...fuck me...Paul...fuck my hole..."

Soon Paul couldn't hold back any more, and he shot off into Ryan's pussy. "Yeah, fuckin' take it, take that load...take all that cum in there, Ryan, you little pussy...you love it, you want that jizz..."

From where I sat, it seemed Paul shot a whole bucketload of cum into Ryan's asshole. From the look on Ryan's face, he was stunned by how much man-milk shot forth from the stud's throbbing cock. Even when Paul leaned back to pull his dick out of Ryan's ass, he was still jerking the shaft and shooting thick gobs of sperm everywhere. It landed on Ryan's neck, chest, and belly, as well as between his legs.

"Fuck," Paul said, exhaling deeply and smiling back at us. "This slut is one mean fuck!"

"Lemme at him," Kobe said, approaching the bed, now fully naked. His gorgeous black body was only slightly less massive and less beautifully defined than that of Rick, who followed closely behind. "I've wanted to rail this white bitch's hungry ass ever since he first mooned us with it in that movie he made with his girl!"

"That'd be 'Cruel Intentions' my friend," Rick informed his teammate. "When he gets out of the pool. Hell, I freeze-frame that scene on the DVD at least once a week and beat off dreaming what it would be like to fill that hole with my big ol' piece, right here!"

"Well, I had the same dream, man, so let me use that ass first. You can get up there and feed him yours to his face. Then, when I've sprayed all my Laker goo in his pretty hole, you can take your turn next!"

"Deal, brother," Rick agreed.

I watched in awe as the superstar black studs took their places on the bed. Both men had gigantic rods, but Kobe's seemed to be the bigger of the two, at eleven-and-a-half inches and a good eight inches around. Rick's was nearly as long but somewhat slimmer, with an upward swoop. I licked my lips. I know that swoop. It can push buttons inside a bottom's asshole that just don't get pushed any other way. And when a stud like Rick Fox knows how to use it...

The next sounds I heard were a soft scream, followed by a breathless whimper. Both came from Ryan as Kobe Bryant penetrated his insatiable pussy-hole. Because he was so much taller, Kobe lifted Ryan's legs high to accommodate the penetration, giving me a great view of the dick entering his hole. I reached into my open pants and starting beating off my engorged cock as I watched the beautiful contrast of a massive black penis pushing its way into a tender white butthole. Ryan's ass-lips were puffy and slightly distended from the pounding Paul had given him, and Paul's copious load was being siphoned out with every incremental slide his huge cock made into Ryan. I longed to taste that used cum in Ryan's hole, and to smell the NBA jock's sweat up close.

Almost in a trance, I made my way to the bed, still mostly clothed, and worked my face in under Ryan's left leg. I inhaled deeply to get Kobe's aroma, then stuck out my tongue and aimed it at the steady rivulet of juices that were emanating from Ryan's well-fucked cunt. I licked up what I could as Kobe held his giant cock in place, nearly fully installed.

"Oh yeah, white bitch," he said, this time to me. "You like licking up those juices? You like the stink of a real man's business goin' inside this whore's juicy snatch?"

I moaned a garbled response as I continued devouring the fresh cum being plunged from Ryan's hole. Soon Kobe was fucking Ryan, his ebony stake sawing backward and forward in long strokes less than an inch from my face. This made it harder to eat the cum I wanted, but I was grateful for the position. I watched for a moment longer, and then pulled back and off the bed to undress.

As soon as I had my clothes off, I felt strong, gentle arms encircle my waist. It was Taylor. "They look so good like that, don't they?" he asked as he hugged me, his now-bare chest muscles cushioning my strong back, his goatee tickling my neck. He nodded toward the bed, where Kobe was now pistoning in and out of a wailing Ryan full-force, and Rick was squatted over Ryan's neck, slapping the Hollywood beauty's face with his amazing cock. Before long, Ryan gave up moaning and accepted Rick's big dick down his throat.

"Yeah, they really do," I agreed. "How long have they been fucking you?"

"Oh god...over a year now, I'd say," Taylor estimated. "It started with Kobe. He had a sex party at his house, and a whole bunch of us were invited...guys, girls, everything. He fucked everybody there, but when he was done he came back and found me, saying he wanted my ass again. I ended up staying the whole week-end, along with a couple of others. During that week-end a bunch of the other Lakers came by and fucked me, as well. I don't think I've ever made as much money off my ass in a three-day period!"

"You do have a sweet ass," I admitted. "I didn't know it got so much action, but then again, I usually see you with Ryan, so..."

"Exactly. Ryan loves my dick inside him, and that's great, but it's my ass that makes me the rest of my money. Plus, I love being fucked. I'm kind of like Ryan. I get it as often as I can."

Paul was next to us, naked now, sitting in a chair. "Dudes, this is so fuckin' hot," he said, stroking his massive shaft back to a state of usable arousal. "Kobe fuckin' Bryant. And Rick fuckin' Fox. In this room. Fucking Ryan Phillippe's sweet fuckin' ass. Un-fuckin'-believable."

I had to agree. "And if they like to fuck white ass, they should meet Tobey and James sometime soon."

"Fuckin' right!" Paul agreed enthusiastically. "Shit, if they'd be into it, I have no doubt those two horny toads would love to feel those huge black Laker dicks sinking inside their horny pussies!" As he said this, Paul spread and lifted his hot legs slightly, and his free hand went down between them to finger his hole.

"Speaking of horny pussies..." I laughed.

Paul started jamming his middle finger in and out of his hole as he continued jerking off. "Oh yeah man...I want them too...! I want those big black dicks in me...fuckin' Laker splooge fillin' up my horny ass..."

We were all getting horny as shit. I felt Taylor's massive erection against my naked butt as we both stood between Paul and the bed. On the bed, Kobe pounded mercilessly and unrelentingly into Ryan's asshole until he blew all his cum into the blond bottom's receptacle. Ryan spat out Rick's cock and announced:

"OK, boys! I'm ready to move to the sling!"

So, Kobe and Rick each took one side of Ryan's body and carried him to the sling, which was a few feet from the bed. Ryan relaxed into the black leather harness. I approached them and showed them how to secure Ryan's ankles into the padded restraints. I then knelt to slurp out Kobe's load--delicious--and stood again to make room for Rick, who was ready to give Ryan some anal attention of his own. His cock slid in all the way in a single thrust, and without hesitation, Ryan was getting deep-fucked from this new angle.

Watching this, Kobe was already again fully hard. "Fuckin' A, Fox," he moaned to his teammate. "You just go after what you want there. Isn't that the sweetest, horniest white pussy you've had in a while?"

"He's fuckin' great, man," Rick agreed. "I could pound this whore's sweet hole all day and night."

At this point, I spoke up. "Alright, I was promised some of that hot Laker cock as well," I said, and motioned for Paul to join me on the bed. "And Paul's a good sport for being the first to arrive today and make use of Ryan's pussy, so I think he deserves a special treat."

Paul and I laid back on the mattress from either side of the bed, so that our heads met in the middle and slightly overlapped. I wanted to kiss his sweet lips while we both got power-fucked by Kobe and Taylor. He readily agreed, and as we both lifted our legs--me to allow Kobe to drill his rejuvenated huge black hard-on into my ass-pussy, and Paul to accept Taylor's massive nine inches into his tight, muscled ass--our lips met and we kissed tenderly, deeply. The thrusting of our partners into our respective holes was forceful enough that we moaned in each other's mouths, but not so brutal that our french kiss was broken.

As I made out with Paul Walker, I was aware of the rarity of having Kobe Bryant's huge black dick reshaping my ass. I never in a hundred years imagined the day would come when not one but two famous NBA stars would show up to fuck me and my friends. Kobe fucked liked a typical straight horndog: fierce and hard, no tenderness or fancy stuff.

As I got fucked by Kobe, Paul got the same treatment from Taylor, the call-boy. Before long both hunks unloaded their hot spew into our asses, but it seemed Rick wanted to keep going on Ryan's ass (he'd already shot at least one load inside there) and so Taylor and Kobe traded places, and Paul got his wish to feel the NBA superstar pummeling his back door. We continued to kiss as we received their fucks and loads.

Afterward, we all rested momentarily. Rick had got off three times into Ryan's ass, while Paul and I took one load each from Kobe and Taylor. Next up, Taylor was going to fuck Ryan, but in the meantime he was drinking some juice to replenish after cumming himself under Kobe's powerful pounding.

Taylor stood then and approached Ryan in the sling. He was still catching his breath from the lengthy assault Rick had made up his famous chute. Taylor dropped to his knees and immediately began licking Ryan's hole, using his long tongue to play with the three loads of fresh goo Rick had deposited there. I couldn't resist going over and joining him, and before long both Taylor and I were battling for position at the puffy, hairy pucker, eagerly drinking the cum from Ryan's pussy and periodically joining our mouths in a delicious cummy kiss. Then I backed off and let Taylor push his whole face against Ryan's asshole and rim it heavily up and down, his sexy goatee scouring the sensitive skin around Ryan's anal entrance. When he felt he had sucked enough cum and left behind enough saliva, Taylor stood and plugged his massive wang into Ryan's ass, and commenced sawing in and out of him in powerful, ecstatic strokes.

Meanwhile, I fell back and got in a sixty-nine with Paul Walker on the floor, where we not only sucked each other's hard dicks but also stretched to lick each other's asses as well, dredging out the identical loads shot there by Kobe and Taylor from our four-way on the bed. The hustler's cum mixed with the NBA superstar's jizz made a tasty cocktail, and the tight mounds of Paul's amazing ass were the perfect cup.

For the moment, Kobe and Rick merely lay back next to each other on the bed, stroking their long shafts and watching all our frenzied activity with amusement. "Fuck, look at these fags go at it," Kobe said to his teammate with a grin and a whistle. "We definitely made the right call on this one. These dudes need all the cocks and cum they can get. We gotta come by here more often to drop our loads!"

Another car in the driveway, and more footsteps on the outdoor stair. A moment later, two cute familiar faces appeared in the doorway: Tobey and James, our conquests from the day before.

"Sorry we're late," Tobey said. "James was driving, and we got lost in the Hollywood Hills. Did we miss anything?"

Then, both boys saw Taylor screwing Ryan's ass in the sling, and our two unannounced guests from the NBA lounging nearby with their enormous hard, black dicks. Both boys' eyes bulged out of their sockets. Even without their uniforms, the two dark studs lounging on the sofa with the gigantic dripping hard-ons were instantly recognizable. "Holy shit," James said. "That's..."

And so, without fanfare, both Tobey and James got naked and assumed the position on the bed. In this case, that position was doggy-style, which it turned out was the way Vin Diesel had originally taught them both to receive their fucks. They lined-up side-by-side, their asses pointed back at us, as Kobe and Rick slowly got up to fuck them. "More sweet white asses for us," Rick said to his teammate and friend. "Not bad!"

Meanwhile, James and Tobey were chattering excitedly. "Oh man, Vin's going to be sorry he missed this," Tobey said. "He'd be so proud to see us both bent over here, getting our male pussies railed by two Laker superstar studs and their huge black cocks!"

"Ah-h-h-h..." James moaned, reaching behind himself to finger his achingly desirous cunt. As his index finger wiggled in, a torrent of fresh cum oozed out and down his leg, and I began to suspect the real reason the boys had arrived late to the party. I'd have to taste it to be sure, but the cum in his cooze almost definitely belonged to Tobey. "I can't wait...more big cocks...hot black babies...for my cunt..."

"That's right, bitches," Rick growled, approaching James' ass from behind. "We're going to nail these lily-white man-snatches good and hard and deep. And you're gonna love every fuckin' second!"

As he pushed his long black snake directly into James' hole, Kobe shored up behind Tobey's ass and gave it the same treatment. Soon they were off and fucking, leaving Ryan moaning in the sling as Taylor fucked him and he watched the scene. Paul and I continued sixty-nining for a while, but he was so responsive to my tongue in his ass that he eventually abandoned paying me the same attention. He rolled onto his back on the carpet, holding his sinewy legs high, as I invaded his tangy butthole with my face and tongue, eating him like it was my very last meal.

At first none of us noticed the final shape looming in the doorway. We hadn't heard the car doors this time, either. What finally made me look was the noticeable absence of sunlight that had shone from that corner as few moments before, and I looked up to see what could be blocking it. A massive shape filled the door frame, thundering as it spoke: "So, my Laker friends, are you enjoying those little white cunts I trained?"

It was Vin Diesel himself, of course. I'd seen his promotional pics around the agency, and like most of the gay boys and straight women in the office, I had drooled unabashedly over his shirtless shots. I'd also heard his rumbling voice in a few movies, and knew how it made my ass instinctively tingle. Now here he was in the flesh, standing in the entrance to Ryan's playpen, dressed in a ribbed white muscle shirt and workout shorts, his bass-level drawl invading the sex-filled air. Tobey must have tipped him off to our location.

"Oh yes...Vin...daddy..." Tobey called from the bed. "These big black Laker cocks feel so-o-o good jammed into our well-trained little pussy asses...I want to be fucked like this all day long! Ahh-hh..."

James also chimed in: "Unggh--oh, yeah...unghh...fuck me man, oh god...that huge cock feels so good in my hole..."

Kobe and Rick, not missing a beat, continued pounding their NBA meat into Tobey's and James' willing asses as they craned around to view Vin's imposing stature looming in the doorway. "Fuck yeah, man, that is an incredible fuckin' build," Rick offered enviously to the new arrival. "Did your big cock teach these little sluts how to use their ass so well? I gotta say, they're giving us plenty of pleasure..."

"Fuckin' right it did," Vin replied, walking casually over to the bed to get a closer view of the action. Looking down at a smiling, breathless Tobey, he added: "Now, use your ass muscles, boy, just like I taught you. Flex them on that big black cock every time he pushes it into you. Milk his big bone with your pussy."

Tobey obeyed, making Kobe groan with renewed satisfaction. Then Vin turned back to Paul and myself on the floor. I still held Paul's legs high and was taking a momentary break from dining on his beautiful ass.

"Mmm, you like that sweet boy's butthole?" he asked me rhetorically. "I fuckin' munched on that thing between scenes all the time. Little Paulie here was my favorite snack. I'd fuck him then eat out all my jizz."

I was so turned on by this knowledge that I knew I had to cum. Rather than going back to eating Paul's ass, I quickly pointing my cock at it, shoved it in, and felt a huge orgasm escape my loins, painting him from the inside. As I shot, I continued fucking in and out a few times, giving him all of it until I was spent.

When I looked up again, Vin was standing next to Taylor, who was ready to unload into Ryan's ass in the sling. "But here, here is the real news of the day," Vin said to all of us as Ryan squirmed to accept Taylor's pummeling fuck. Ryan's doe eyes looked up at Vin with a mixture of ecstasy and restless longing. "Little Ryan here, I'm told, can't get enough men's cocks his sweet little pussy. Well, now I'm going to give it to him. I've been wanting and waiting to pummel this whore's sloppy little cunt ever since 'White Squall'...!"

Ryan gasped and closed his eyes, pinching his hungry ass-ring one final time against Taylor's invading cock. Taylor yelped and lost control, spraying salvo after salvo of hot white jism into Ryan's insides. As he returned to earth and stepped away to make room for our latest guest, Vin looked at him suddenly in recognition.,

"Hey, I know you," Vin said. "You're a hustler. A male whore. I fucked the hell out of you at a party a month or two back."

"Yes sir," Taylor said, uncharacteristically modest and obedient. "It was at Keanu Reeve's birthday party. You used me on a table in one corner of the room. It was the best fucking I got all day."

"Me too," Vin said. "You've got one sweet ass. I'll have to ride it again later. But for now..."

The hulking star took his position between Ryan's raised and restrained sexy legs. With his left hand, Vin undid his shorts and they fell to the carpet. This exposed his turgid cock, which appeared to be around ten inches and throbbed its entire thick length with a pulsating need to cum. Pre-cum practically spat from the tip of it with every beat of Vin's heart. With his right hand, he assertively reached down by Ryan's hole and got a handful of Taylor's fresh cum, using it to swab and lubricate his massive tool.

Ryan was going over the edge, in a pre-orgasmic delirium from the anticipation of having this stud's meat inside him. "Oh god Vin...you gotta fuck me, please, sir...fuck me, put that huge cock in my ass and do it..."

A second later, Ryan got his wish. Vin pushed the whole cock into Ryan in one masterful stroke, and rather than pulling back out to keep going, he kept it fully installed, leaning forward into the sling to allow his whole body weight to drive the cock as far into Ryan's insides as humanly possible.

"Aahh! Ah...yes..YES!!" Ryan cried climactically, and his beautiful cock shot a big load of spew all over his hard, milky-white neck and chest. "Oh, yes...Vin...your cock feel so good way up deep inside my ass..."

After Ryan's orgasm subsided, Vin started fucking him in earnest. Ryan, the insatiable trooper that he is, just lay there and took Vin's incredibly hard fuck, over and over. This spurred Kobe and Rick to step up their own strokes into James' and Tobey's celebrity pussies, and before long, all three powerful top studs were vying to out-do each other with the intensity of their fucks. Paul sat up, and he and Taylor and I looked on in awe, stroking our cocks as we watched the titillating scenes of celebrity copulation before us.

All in all, I got fucked twice more before the morning ended: once by Paul, a sweet payback for the load I'd left in his desirable rump; and once, gloriously, on the bed, by Rick Fox, who snaked his enormous NBA rod deep into me, pushing my prostate with his wicked upward curve, and then banging me into heaven. I missed getting the same treatment from Vin Diesel, but after he plowed two loads into Ryan, he announced that he had to rush off, and we would all see him again someday soon for more fucking.

We all got to fuck Ryan at least once after that. Tobey and even James shot big gooey loads inside him before taking off back to the "Spiderman" location; Taylor squeezed out a final pint of cum into Ryan's belly; and then Rick and Kobe took a final turn, pumping the blond host's hole full of black NBA babies.

After everyone left, and took my usual place between Ryan's spread legs and hungrily licked up all of the cum (ten loads, including vestiges of the earlier ones) that was pouring out of Ryan's well-used cum-tunnel. Before eating him, I released the restraints on his legs, so he could relax and drape his handsome calves over my strong back as I ate his pussy, savoring the essence of all those celebrity studs.

When I was finished, Ryan all but hopped out of the sling, his energy renewed. "Let's get some lunch," he said. "Later this afternoon, we're meeting up with the paperboy and some of his friends. I'll need some energy if I'm going to take on such a horny young crowd!"

And a horny young crowd it was. The paperboy (whose name, we finally learned, was Jared) arrived first, bringing two of his skate rat mates: Andy, a cute blond surfer-type, and Ben, a pimply kid with dark curly hair and a cute smile. Both boys were seventeen and had slim, athletic bodies. We learned later that they were both on the swim team at Andy's school. They came to the house where Ryan and I were each having a late-afternoon beer, and we led them to the playpen over the garage.

No sooner had we got there than we heard some kids arriving on bikes down in the driveway. Jared hollered down to them, and soon three more boys were arriving: Kevin, a well-muscled little seventeen-year-old wrestler; Nathan, a strapping well-built redhead who looked like he was right off the farm, and who was a full year older than the others; and Robbie, who was Jared's age (sixteen), had blond hair and fair skin, and was somewhat more shy and effeminate than his friends.

"So, how do we get started?" Nathan, the oldest kid, wanted to know.

Ryan and I looked at each other, grinned, and shrugged. "I don't know," I said. "Why don't you studs get naked and show Ryan here what you've got?"

"All right!" Ben cheered, yanking his shorts down first. He had dark hair on his legs and an impressive eight-inch cock rising from between his solid thighs. Likewise, when Andy (the surfer) and Kevin ( the wrestler) removed their shorts, their cocks were bigger and their bodies were hotter than just about any boy I ever let fuck me when I was that age! Next to disrobe was Nathan, whose superiority in age translated to an even heftier, prettier nine-inch boner. And lastly, shy little Robbie took down his pants, and showed off the biggest cock of them all: nearly ten inches, it looked almost out-of-proportion with the rest of his frame.

"Woo-hoo!" Ryan whistled, partly out of condescending charm, and partly out of awe. "Robbie, you're really packing a whopper there. I think you get to go first! Where do you want to fuck me?"

Robbie turned bright red, but after some cajoling from his friends, he chose to fuck Ryan on the bed. They both climbed on, Ryan bent over, and soon Robbie's big weapon disappeared inside that famous, gorgeous ass. He was a little rough, but seemed in general to know what he was doing. He fucked Ryan hard from the start, riding his hungry ass and gaining power as he gradually felt more comfortable with the scene. The look on his face was priceless: part star-struck, part adolescent sexual bliss.

Jared leaned close to me to confide something as he started to take off his own clothes. "He's really excited to meet Ryan," he whispered. "I think he's had a crush on him for a long time."

Jared--whose cock I'd already been fucked by, of course, the previous day--sported ten-plus inches of his own meat, making him the hands-down winner for biggest cock in the room. But I was glad he let little Robbie go first, especially given that the boy was fond of Ryan. And why shouldn't he be? If I had seen someone as beautiful as Ryan on TV or in the movies when I was that age, I would probably have dreamed day and night of deep-fucking his beautiful ass, as well. Hell, I dreamed about it until recently. Now I can fuck it whenever I want.

The other horny teens needed attention, so I fell to my knees and started sucking the cock closest to me, which turned out to be Nathan. I gave his luscious rod and knob my best deep-throat action, and the effect was not lost on him. He moaned so loudly and appreciatively that before I knew it, Ben and Andy and Kevin were all hovering close by, trying to shove their hard, dripping wangs in my face as well. Jared took pity on me at this point by dropping to his knees right next to me, and started sucking off Ben. As he did so, he took Kevin's cock and Andy's cock in each of his hands and jerked them off.

Before long, I had Nathan on the brink of orgasm. Knowing that he wanted to fuck Ryan, I naturally held off his orgasm. Then I noticed that Jared, kneeling next to me, was showing no similar restraint. Ben was whooping in the throes of a tumultuous cum, and when I pulled off Nathan's cock to observe, Jared merely sucked lovingly as Ben's cock deflated, then pulled off and said to me: "Don't worry. They can cum more times in an afternoon than other guys do in a whole week." As he spoke, ribbons of jism connected the upper and lower parts of his open mouth, and some fresh cum dribbled off his lips and down his chin.

Of course. What was I thinking? These guys could pump out more cum at their age than they knew what to do with. Hell, most if not all of these guys were probably straight, and filled their girlfriends' pussies with cum every week-end, and still they needed a way to get themselves off during the week. I remember what it was like. With renewed vigor, I went back to deep-throating Nathan's delicious bone. Before long he was grabbing my ears and pistoning his big cock in and out of my mouth and throat, and seconds later I felt the deluge of his hot love sauce pouring forth, over my tongue and all the way down to my stomach.

Meanwhile, Ryan and Robbie were finishing up on the bed. "Oh yeah, Robbie, pump my hole, fuck me...fill me up, Robbie, pump my cunt full of your hot teen sperm...I want to feel you cum in me!"

Robbie started groaning uncontrollably, and railing in and out of Ryan's bent-over ass even harder and faster than before. With a scream, he unleashed his orgasm, and his huge teen-age dick spat its gallon of young juices into Ryan's happy receptacle. So much went in that it plunged back out around the sides of Robbie's cock, running over the peach fuzz on Ryan's ass cheeks and running in rivulets down his legs.

"Oh, yes!! Oh yes, Robbie...that's so sweet...that's so good..." Ryan kept encouraging the hot young boy.

Next up, Kevin the wrestler sunk his bone into Ryan's ass in the same position, while Jared blew Andy's rod, the adorable blond surfer. Ben and Nathan, who had just shot off in Jared's and my mouths, sat on the edge of the bed, waiting their turns and watching the hot scene. I knelt before them and went back and forth between their sexy splayed legs, sucking their cocks and nursing them back to hardness to they would be ready to give Ryan pleasure. It didn't take much to restore their young hard-ons. Before I knew it, they were both ready to go. Kevin blasted his load into Ryan's asshole, and Ben was right behind him, ready to go.

As Ben power-fucked Ryan doggy-style, Nathan crawled to the head of the bed and crouched by the pillows, slapping his big hard nine inches against Ryan's face. Ryan took the cue and started sucking him off. Nathan must not have been expecting such an expert blow-job, because no sooner had Ben built to his orgasm in Ryan's ass than Nathan himself was suddenly hollering: "Oh, fuck...aw-w-w...oh fuck, fuckin' pussy-boy, that's so good...I'm gonna spew in your mouth, man...gonna...give you my...fuckin' nut..."

And so Ryan got an assload and a mouthful of sperm, both at the same time, from two hot seventeen- and eighteen-year-old skateboarder jocks. Meanwhile, Jared had primed surfer Andy's pump to readiness, and he approached the bed. "I want him to roll over," he said, to no one in particular. "If I'm going to ass-fuck Ryan Phillippe, I wanna see his fuckin' whore face!"

Obediently, Ryan rolled onto his back, lifted his legs until they were on Andy's shoulders, and winced and moaned as he received the tan young blond god's cock. As Andy throttled Ryan's pussy, the two of them shared an unbroken gaze, each intent on maximizing the intense pleasure of their fuck. They kept this up as the tempo built and built and built, until finally Andy could contain himself no longer, and he sprayed his load of boiling hot teen jism into Ryan's hairy hole.

Last in line, but having cum twice already, Nathan stepped up the plate. He positioned himself between Ryan's legs, just as Aaron had done, and worked his restored fat nine-incher into Ryan's hungry cunt. "Oh yeah, you fuckin' bitch...that feels so good..." he moaned. "Shit, you open your legs and give up your pussy even easier than those slutty girls at school!"

This was music to Ryan's ears, and it only made him sluttier. He pushed up directly so that his ass swallowed then teen's big cock, staring intently into his eyes, and said: "Give it to me, you big nasty jock. I want you to fuck the holy shit out of me. Rape my ass, give me your seed, and leave me begging for more!"

Nathan did exactly that, and the rest of us watched in amazement as he throttled Ryan's insatiable hole, over and over and over again. He took longer than any of the others to cum in Ryan, probably because he'd had two orgasms in quick succession already. As he fucked our host, the rest of us looked on, jerking our rods. When Robbie started to get restless, he slithered onto the carpet and began moving among the rest of us, on his knees, sucking our cocks. I got the feeling this was his role in the group: He was the cocksucker, the butt-boy, the one who usually took care of the other boys' needs in the absence of other pleasures.

Robbie had my cock in his mouth, in fact, when Nathan finally got his jock nut inside Ryan's ass. Nathan screamed out his orgasm, and Robbie pulled off my jock and turned his head to admire the spectacle. Nathan was sweating all over, and every thrust he made into Ryan's rectum seemed to be driven by a compulsive, horny need. I could tell he was emptying his nuts in a copious amount--Ryan had that look of surfeit on his face once again, the parted lips, the bulging eyes. He always loves taking extra-big loads.

To my surprise, instead of returning to blowing me, Robbie instead looked into my eyes intently and snuggled closer to say in a soft voice: "Brady, can I ask a favor?"

"Anything," I said, tenderly. He was so beautiful, his blond features, his sculpted body, his natural grace.

"I want Ryan to fuck me," he said. "I know he's...like me, and he doesn't usually do that, but...I've always wanted..." He blushed again. "I've always wondered...what it would feel like...having him inside my ass..."

I looked over to the bed, where Ryan and Nathan were recovering, listening to our conversation. Ryan looked conflicted at first, but after another moment of catching his breath, he shrugged good-naturedly.

"Sure, kid," he said to Robbie. "I'd love to fuck you good and deep. You've got a really sweet ass...I bet these guys here have fucked it, haven't they?"

There were a few guffaws among the group. Ben finally spoke up: "All the time, man. Robbie here's a natural. We started fucking him when he was fourteen, and we still fill his ass up twice a week, like clockwork. In fact, we all gang-banged him last night, in Andy's basement!"

Robbie grinned, still shy, then glanced up at me with a look in his eye that showed gratitude. "Thank you," he said. "It's something I've always wanted..."

"I might need to, er, get cleaned up first, though...?" Ryan said, smiling at me. I took the cue, and got on the bed with Ryan, pushing Nathan aside to get at Ryan's cum-filled hole. I eager lapped out all the fresh hot teen cum that was in him--all those pints and pints of skate rate sperm swimming inside him made me tingly all over. And I still had yet to cum in this encounter, as had Jared, I also realized. But all that could wait for the time being. This was to be young Robbie's moment in the sun.

After I had licked Ryan clean, Robbie approached the bed. "How should I...?"

"However you want, baby," Ryan told him softly.

Robbie though for a moment, then laid down on his back. Instead of diving right in, Ryan laid down next to him, hugging the youth close to his body, rubbing his hands up and down Robbie's young, compact frame. He gently massaged the boy's pec muscles, and tweaked the tiny nipples on his hairless chest. Then he let his hand roam lower. At the point where it reached Robbie's oversized cock, Ryan simultaneously did two things: He gripped the cock firmly in his hand, and he laid a tender, wet kiss on Robbie's lips. Robbie was shocked at first, but a moment later he melted into the embrace, and we all saw his body relax and become excited under Ryan's expert command.

Ryan and Robbie made out passionately for several minutes. None of us made a sound, but we were all mesmerized. The boys, no doubt, were in awe of seeing this scene of such tenderness involving the boy they typically used just to get off their sexual urges. I was amazed to see Ryan breaking character, and turning on a dime from being a submissive, needy slut into an assertive lover. More than anything, this turned me on, and caused the mound in my own lap to grow and grow.

Sure enough, when they broke their kiss, Ryan was rock-hard and ready to fuck this young willing boy. He rolled his sturdy older frame a quarter-turn over the boy's nearest legs, so that he could push Robbie's thighs apart and sit in the location between them. Then, ever so gently, he lifted the boy's slender, pretty legs up to shoulder-height. I was reminded of a scene where the worldly courtesan seduces the young virgin, even though from the sound of it Robbie's ass had taken dicks hundreds of times already in his young life. Regardless, there was a pervasive innocence, palpable to all of us in the room, as Ryan slowly inserted his whole cock into Robbie's ass, soundlessly, and then leaned forward over the younger boy's body to meet his lips with a deep kiss yet again. Once they were back to kissing, Ryan's round butt lifted, and his strong hips began to churn in and out between Robbie's V-shaped bent, spread legs.

They were off and fucking, and Ryan was giving this boy the best sex of his life. I couldn't resist pulling on my own cock as I watched. I was as hot as anything I'd seen Ryan do in months. I couldn't believe I was seeing it, and for various similar reasons, the boys in the room with me seemed to share the same thoughts. We all started jerking off, faster and harder as Ryan and Robbie gradually became more vocal and more urgent in their rutting.

They fucked like that for fifteen or twenty minutes, and to my surprise I found myself at the brink of cumming several times. Finally, when the fucking couple reached their point of no return, so did I, and out of some weird instinct I stood up from the bed and walked awkwardly toward them, just as my jerking cock exploded. I sprayed my volley of hot cum all over their bodies, onto Ryan's back, on his cheek, his arms, and on Robbie's legs and chest. At the same precise moment, Ryan exploded his huge load of cum inside Robbie, whereupon Robbie fisted his own cock madly and sprayed cum between himself and Ryan.

As the two came down from their orgasmic high, they continued kissing passionately, and I retreated back to the sofa where I had been beating off. I was slightly embarrassed at what I'd done, but no one else seemed to mind or notice. It was clear that the other boys were close to cumming themselves, however, so before too much time went by, Ryan sealed his encounter with Robbie with one last kiss, patted the boy on the butt, and urged him off the bed so that Ryan could take some more teen-age loads in his hungry butt.

Ryan's interlude with Robbie had a magical effect on the whole clan. He took Jared's fuck next, since Jared had not yet fucked Ryan that day, instead yielding to his newbie friends. Jared cam quickly up Ryan's ass, and then it was the whole round-robin over again: Ben, Kevin, Andy, Nathan, and even little Robbie stepped up to take their second shots at Ryan's ass. After that, I fucked Ryan myself, and then the teen-agers were back for "thirds". Nathan and Andy even stayed around for "fourths".

When it all was over and the boys went home, Ryan and I snuggled together on the cum-coated sheets of the bed, my semi-hard dick stuck in his slimy asshole as we spooned tenderly. I felt very close to him, especially after watching the gracious and beautiful way he helped young Robbie fulfill his fantasy. As I fucked him, we talked leisurely about the day's events, and agreed it had been a rather special time.

Just as I was squirting my final load of the day into Ryan's divine ass, his cell phone rang. By the special tune it played, I knew it was a call from Reese, his wife. Not moving from our position, Ryan reached onto the bedside table and brought the device to his ear.

"Hi, honey!" he cooed in the phone. My cock was still hard inside him, and I used it to lazily stir the cum in his asshole as he spoke. "Uh-huh, I'm looking forward to it...uh-huh...OK, when? Tomorrow?"

We were scheduled to fly to San Diego that week-end for some fun and sun. Reese and Ryan had rented a suite at a famous resort on Coronado Island, and in need of a vacation for myself, I booked a nice room for myself, just down the hall from where they would be staying. Part of the impetus for that location was that the wrap party for Reese's new movie, "Legally Blonde", was also taking place in San Diego. But the week-end was still a few days away, and I sensed from my end of their conversation that Reese was stepping up their plans.

"Cowabunga!" Ryan whooped after ending the call. "The film finished a couple days early, so Reese and some of the other cast members are going to be there starting tomorrow! Do you think we can sneak away?"

"Sure," I said. "What is it, Wednesday now? I don't have very much going on in the office this week. Let's see if we can get the agency charter tomorrow morning. If not, we can fly commercial. Either way...pack your bags! I'm definitely up for a few days in the sun..."

Not only was I able to secure use of the agency jet first thing the following morning, but we found out when we arrived at the air strip that we would be flown solo to San Diego by none other than my new favorite pilot, Aaron. Our eyes locked as he saw us crossing the tarmac toward his plane, and when I recognized him and saw once again how studly his body looked in that tan one-piece flight suit, my heart nearly skipped a beat.

"It's Aaron!" I cried joyfully. "Long time, no see!" (In truth, it had only been a few days.)

Aaron chuckled and greeted both of us. "Yup, San Diego is one of my routes," he said. "When they phoned me in here this morning, I had a sneaking suspicion it might be to escort the two of you." He took each of our bags and carried them behind us to the storage hold below the plane. "Of course," he added slyly, "I'm flying solo this morning, so I'm afraid there won't be any occasion to do quite all the same things we did together on that London return flight..."

Ryan laughed. "Don't worry about that. It's a pretty short flight, isn't it?"

"Less than one hour," Aaron said.

I slapped Ryan on the back good-naturedly. "I'm sure ol' Ryan here can hold out that long, can't you, stud?" When he didn't reply immediately, Aaron chuckled again. "Well, in that case...at least he's got me to keep him busy!"

We climbed the steps into the jet, and a few minutes later we were taxiing down the strip, preparing to take-off. "He's suck a fuckin' beauty, that one," Ryan mused, gazing ahead to the pilot's quarters as we both buckled ourselves into our seats. "And that cock on him...whew!"

"He's a god," I agreed. I think Ryan could tell I was interested in Aaron on many levels. Ryan didn't usually comment to me about any of his particular fucks. "How many times did he fuck you the other day when we were flying home from the Altman shoot?" I already knew the answer, of course.

"Just twice, I think," Ryan said. "But holy man, he shot a lot of cum. And I had so much cum in me by the time he did it, I thought it was going to start shooting out of my mouth!"

"Yeah, you did get a lot of dick on that flight, didn't you," I said. "Couple dozen loads, I think you said. Plus even more than that from all those hunky little soccer player boys on the flight over, a few weeks before!"

"Yeah," Ryan said, smiling coyly. "S'pose I get the mile-high award for that?"

I laughed. "Stud, you should get the butt-boy Oscar for that! Your ass can't fuckin' get enough..."

"You're right, it can't." Ryan was quiet for a moment, then asked: "What do you suppose is available for it in San Diego? I mean, I'll spend most of my time with Reese, but in case I'm free for it..."

I hadn't given it much thought. Our trip had been too spontaneously begun. "I dunno," I admitted. "San Diego's a big military town. Maybe we can scrap together some hot navy studs to work over your hole."

"Yum-m-m-mmm!!" Ryan said excitedly. "If you could, that would be great! I'd love to feel a big group of sailors getting off in my hole." Then, he looked serious. "But I realize it's your vacation. You don't have to..."

"Nah, don't worry about it," I assured him. "As long as a few of them get to fuck me."

"Deal!"

As soon as we landed in San Diego, Ryan called Reese on his cell phone. She was already at the hotel, but the suite they had reserved was being cleaned, so she was passing the time in one of her co-star's room. She gave Ryan that room number, and told us to be there soon. Evidently, she had some kind of surprise.

Ryan didn't feel compelled to hurry if their room wasn't even ready yet. We learned from Aaron that he had reserved a room for the night in a hotel near the airport, as he had to fly on to Phoenix early the next morning on other agency business. He invited Ryan and me to join him for a while, so when we got into Ryan's rental car we followed Aaron to his hotel.

Of course, there was no pretense about what we were going there for. Aaron had that smoldering look in his eyes, and I could tell before we even left Los Angeles he was hot to stuff his huge dick into both our asses.

Ryan took him first, of course. He dropped his pants and bent over on the hotel room bed, before Aaron even had a chance to get the door shut. "I'll make this fast, Ryan," he promised. "I know you're on your way to see your wife."

"Ah, don't worry about it. She's probably getting the same treatment from some other stud in the cast," Ryan replied. Even if he wasn't kidding about this, he hardly seemed put off by the idea. "So you can fuck me as hard and as long as you feel like!"

I grinned. "Just don't forget--I want some of that dick, too. AND some of Ryan's ass!"

Aaron gladly complied, pulling down the zipper on his flight suit and shrugging it off his tall, solid shoulders. He let the suit fall around him and casually stepped out of it. He wore no underwear, and was beautifully erect. His massive ten-inch prick was dripping with juices, and I immediately salivated at the thought of having that monster cock put all the way up my asshole, as he'd done a few days earlier.

Ryan's ass stuck up high into the air. He stretched like a cat on the bed, pressing his soft cheek against the bedclothes and the bare, delicious mounds of his butt as straight up as possible, in firing range for Aaron's love missile. Aaron stepped up and pushed his grand dick into the opening. It was a plenty easy entry. During the flight, Ryan and I had both undone our seatbelts and he had passed the time jamming lubricant into his male cunt while I lazily jerked myself off. Now Aaron was reaping the benefits of this, sliding his whole cock effortlessly inside the blond slut, and with a deep groan of satisfaction, churning in and out.

"Oh fuck, Ryan...that hole feels so good..." Aaron moaned in his sexy rumble. "Feels sticky in there, too. Did you already get some cum in your ass today?"

Ryan was still yelping and sighing from the pure pleasure or Aaron's intrusion. "Ye-ess..." he replied breathlessly. "The...paperboy...fucks me every morning..." He exhaled happily as he slowly relaxed to take Aaron's fuck. "And...this morning he brought a friend. They both fucked me twice. So there's four loads in there."

"Fuckin' hot," Aaron muttered as he picked up the pace, using his long dick to stir the teen-age boy-batter inside Ryan's loins. "What a fuckin' whore you are, getting fucked all the time by all those cocks. You must really love giving up this fine little ass to men."

"Yes-s-ss...!" Ryan cried excitedly. I could tell he was in the mood for dirty talk. "I love giving my ass for men's cocks! I want guys to fuck me all day long, and all night too...I love feeling them slide their big dicks in me...banging my hot hole...shooting all their cum-m-m..."

Aaron gripped Ryan's hips and thrust even harder. "Yeah..! Fuckin' pussy-boy...taking all those cocks..." I stripped and sat back, jerking myself some more as I watched the dimples in Aaron's perfect ass clench and release with every stroke he made deep inside Ryan's rectum. "What a...fuckin' whore..."

This went on for a few more minutes, and finally I had to get involved. I stood and approached the fucking pair, standing next to Aaron, stroking my cock and using my free hand to touch his fantastic body. I ran my fingers up and down his arms--his biceps felt like iron, flexed as they were to grab Ryan's ass and fuck it harder. Then I gently touched his shoulder and ran my hand all the way down his back to his ass, perfectly muscled and tan, making little back-and-forth motions as he pounded mechanically in and out of Ryan's hole.

"Oh, baby..." Aaron said to me, loving the extra attention. "That feels so-o-o good...stroke me while I fuck this bitch...touch my ass, do it...run your hands all over my body..."

I did as he wished. It was so erotic, touching this handsome man in all these tender ways as he railed his huge cock mercilessly in and out of Ryan's pussy. I could hardly wait for him to cum in Ryan so I could feel all that energy for myself. My asshole was twitching. It craved having a big, solid cock like Aaron's pounding in and out of it. I hadn't been fucked since the morning of the day before, when I took Kobe Bryant, Rick Fox, and Paul Walker up my ass, along with the hustler, Taylor. Now I was aching for more.

Soon, Aaron was clenching his teeth and grunting ever louder. "Uhnn-ngh...uhnn-ghh!!" he screamed, and his thrusting cock started to deposit its cum into Ryan's ass-pussy. He blew such a huge wad that it started leaking back out around his cock, so I instantly knelt to slurp it up off Ryan's cheeks. After the last shot was fired, Aaron pulled his cock out completely and I swallowed it whole into my mouth. It was still half-erect, and it spat several aftershocks of delicious jism onto my palette.

I ate Aaron's cum and then licked my lips, wanting more. I continued sucking him until he was hard once again, then stood and wedged myself between his body and Ryan's cat-stretched form. Hard as a rock, I had no problem drilling my flesh rod into Ryan's gaping pucker. As always, my dick felt like it had gone to heaven, buried to the hilt in Ryan's slutty, cum-filled hole.

Then, I leaned forward over Ryan's bent-over body, and a second later, I felt Aaron lining up his gun with my hungry ass and pressing it all the way inside. The feeling was phenomenal--one sexy stud's big cock in my asshole, and another hot slut on all fours, taking my turgid pole way up deep inside his ass. I started pumping, and Aaron pumped into me. It wasn't long before I came in Ryan, and a minute later, I felt Aaron erupt into my bowels as well, coating my ass from the inside with a warm, wet film of male juices.

After fucking with Aaron, Ryan was impatient to see Reese, so we left abruptly. Aaron let me know as we were leaving that he'd be back in Los Angeles at the end of the week, and if I wanted to get together with him again, he'd make sure he was available. This gave me a warm rush, and the whole way to our hotel, Ryan teased me about my new boyfriend.

The hotel where Ryan and I were staying was the Hotel del Coronado, a huge mission-style structure that was famous for its celebrity clientele. In particular, the hotel had served as a vacation spot for a great many Hollywood elite, going back many decades to the early days of film. The hotel itself was famous for several films in which it was featured, the most well-known being the Marilyn Monroe classic, "Some Like It Hot."

We arrived at the grand motor court and made our way to the tall, wood-paneled lobby. The valet disappeared to take our bags upstairs, but the front desk clerk informed us that our suite was still being prepared for check-in. So, instead of going to the top floor of the main building, we got directions to the alternate room number Reese had given Ryan, which turned out to be in an adjoining structure closer to the beach. We exited the main hotel and followed a path around the pool, eventually arriving at the secondary structure and making our way to the room number Ryan had written down.

When we knocked, no one answered. It being an older hotel, we decided to try the doorknob, which didn't lock automatically like the more modern ones. Sure enough, the door was open, and we quietly pushed our way inside. Unfamiliar cries came from within, which turned out to be the sound of a woman in rapture...

The room was dim, but we knew right away what was happening. Reese was in the bed, on her back, getting masterfully railed by a very cute, broad-shoulder stud. He was thrusting in and out of her a mile a minute, and even in the limited light I could make out the beads of sweat on his tan, sexy, muscular back. I was immediately aroused; I hadn't seen a woman having sex in a long time, but watching such a hunk as this fuck ANYBODY always gave my balls a jump. I didn't know who this was, but I wanted in!

Ryan, likewise, was turned on by the scene, and also a little amused. He grinned over at his sweetheart, who seemed surprised to see us at first, but who quickly registered a breathless smile in our direction. She had no hope of verbalizing her hello, however, as the dude who was fucking her was knocking the wind out of her with every thrust. So we waited patiently, rubbing our crotches, as their sex escalated and finally peaked. The hot boy fucking Reese shouted something and unloaded his sperm, and she wailed her orgasm right along with him: "Oh...yes! YES!! Oh...yes, yes, do it, yes...yess-s-s...that's so good..."

As they both came down, the boy fell off to Reese' side onto his back, exhausted. Ryan approached Reese to kiss her hello as I opened one set of blinds to let more light into the room.

"Ryan, Brady--this is Matt," Reese said, introducing her friend. "He's been keeping me happy during these long trips to the locations, just like I'm sure Brady has been keeping YOU busy when I'm not around!" She looked devilishly at her husband then, and Ryan just smiled his reply.

"It's nice to meet you, Matt," he said, extending his hand to the naked god occupying the bed next to his wife. "Shit, you're a pretty well-put-together guy. Are you one of the co-stars of the new movie?"

The hunk took Ryan's hand and shook it, still catching his breath. "Yeah. My name's Matt Davis. I play her boyfriend in the movie, the one who dumps her at the very beginning. It's a small part, but a good break."

Ryan was right, he was truly statuesque. And he looked even better face-on than he had from the back in the dark. He had the classic boy-next-door good looks, with a charming smile and dazzling eyes. His strapping chest heaved with each panting breath. I could feel him looking both Ryan and me up and down.

I introduced myself, and Ryan and I each sat on the edge of their bed. "Well, honey, this was your surprise," Reese said sweetly.

"What is? Finding you two fucking?" Ryan teased.

"No, silly. I knew that wouldn't be a surprise to you. No, it seems that Matty here"--she tousled her sex toy's hair playfully--"even though he fucks girls usually, has always wanted to...how did you put it, Matt? 'Stick his bone into Ryan Phillippe's ass' I think?"

Matt blushed, but only a little. "Fuck yeah, man," he concurred. "Who'd want to pass up a hot hole like that one? Shit, I think every dude who sees your movies gets a bone for it, queer or straight."

"Hmmm..." Ryan mused, a big grin on his face. "Do you mean..."

"Right here, right now!" Matt told him. "Hell, I don't need time to re-charge!"

"Trust me, he doesn't," Reese confirmed. "One time he fucked me three times in a row, on a twenty-minute break. The kid is a stallion. His cock just never quits getting hard and shooting cum."

I laughed, then. It was funny and unreal to hear Reese using the same dirty talk Ryan and I shared with his friends. I was curious to see where the boundaries they had around sex actually were, if they were at all.

Matt, on cue, pulled back the sheet a ways, and we both got a look at what she was talking about. From between Matt's tan, meaty legs rose a stiff rod, nine or so inches long, with a red, fat head. Delicious.

"Well, I love my husband, but I DON'T want to watch this, sorry," Reese continued. "So, I'm taking a shower and going down to the pool." She slid out of the bed, and disappeared into the bathroom nearby.

As Ryan hastily undressed, I sat back in a chair by the window. "Is it OK to watch?" I asked.

"Sure, buddy," Matt said good-naturedly. "If you want, I can even..."

"Um, let's wait on that for now," I interrupted him. "I'll just have a look at you too, and maybe whack off."

Sure, I would have loved some of that cock for myself, but I was still getting used to having Reese in the other room. Still, his solicitude was appreciated.

"Suit yourself," Ryan said to me as he crawled into bed with Matt. "Do it, stud," he said, lying back and wrapping his legs around Matt's hunky torso. "Fuck me, hard and deep. I love taking big fat cocks and steaming loads from pretty boys like you. I want you to use my pussy just like I saw you use my wife's."

Those seemed to be the magic words, because a second later, Matt was inside Ryan's asshole, and Ryan was wailing like a banshee, loving every stroke and push and pistoning movement that this hunk put to his divine little cunt. "OO-O-OHH!! Ye-e-e-eaah...fuck me...use me...fuck me, do it Matt, do it, you stud..."

Matt fucked and fucked and fucked Ryan's tight pussy, groaning ceaselessly, banging relentlessly against his ass. Ryan clutched Matt's rock-hard thighs and pulled them toward him, deepening the fuck. Matt's strong hand held up each of Ryan's ivory globes, and his big, cum-filled balls slapped against the hairy skin just below the hole with every thrust. It was a great fuck, and I loved to watch it. As their motions grew and grew, my own cum boiled up from my groin, and at the moment Matt unleashed his volley into Ryan's ass, I shot as well. My cum flew straight up and out, and some of it landed on the edge of the bed where they were fucking. Meanwhile, Ryan, who hadn't cum all day himself, exploded with a stream of jizz all over himself, coating his slim chest, and splashing some of it onto Matt's smooth, hard pecs as well.

As we were all coming back down to earth, the sound of the shower ceased, and a moment later, Reese emerged from the bathroom wearing a yellow two-piece swimsuit and sunglasses, carrying a beach towel.

"What the...?" she exclaimed, seeing all of us in our state of post-orgasmic bliss. "I just took a five-minute shower, and you're DONE already! What is it with you boys? Can't you make anything last?"

Ryan simply smiled at her good-natured teasing. "I love you, honey," he said as she kissed his cheek and exited the room. Just before the door shut, he called out as an afterthought: "And I loved my surprise!"

To be continued...

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My other stories are "Ryan Goes Down" and "40 Days and 39 Nights" in Gay/Celebrity, "Buttsex Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings, and "Cup of Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian.