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
Chapter 3: Comfort Food
Fucking Ryan was a fantasy fulfilled. Not only did I fuck him, but I watched him mess around with three other rising stars as well--Joshua Jackson, Eric Mabius, and Sean Patrick Thomas. Josh went first, drilling Ryan in the same position I had done, as Eric dropped to his knees next to the bed and sucked down Sean's ebony log. Then, after Eric came, Sean took his place between Ryan's legs, slid his whole huge black cock into the blond bottom, and began fucking away. Ryan ate it up, bouncing and grunting happily, with as much sweat and vigor and appreciation as he'd shown when I fucked him. Now, with teo loads up in him and two more seemingly on the way, he showed no signs of slowing down.
Josh departed to the bathroom, leaving me alone with Eric, who was still on his knees. Eric was a cute stud, who hadn't yet had the same breaks as his playmates and thus was a ways off from becoming a household name. He'd recently been in some movie I couldn't remember the name of, but I recalled he was made up as a goth kid and the look suited him quite well. What also seemed to suit him well was cocksucking, and now that Sean's cock was otherwise occupied, he looked intent on gobbling up mine whenever I was ready to give him permission. Horny again, I walked over and put it in his face. He inhaled it expertly, and immediately begain administering strokes. I grabbed his haid and fucked his face at a firm, even pace while watching Sean's hot black buttocks clench with exertion during every thrust he made into Ryan's hole.
Around the time Sean came in Ryan, Josh emerged from the bathroom, half-dressed. Sean rolled off Ryan and took Josh's place, cleaning himself up at the bathroom sink. Eric hopped off sucking my dick and got on the bed, inserting his own dick into Ryan, who had rolled onto his knees and was reaching back with both hands to ull his ass-cheeks apart, saying: "Yeah, Eric, fill me up. I've been wanting your cock all day."
I glanced down at Eric's dick. Sure enough, it was a big one, even bigger than the huge hose Sean had used to pump out Ryan's insides. Still, Ryan took it like a pro, wincing erotically as Eric shoved the whole thing in, but soon thereafter beggin for more of it and riding the cock energetically, rocking his body back and forth to better fuck himself on the handsome actor's rigid dick.
I still wanted to get off again, so I sat back in the desk chair, wanking myself and watching the beautiful show. Josh was still getting dressed next to me, so I asked him: "Do you guys do this often? Is it a regular thing?"
"Hell yes," Josh responded. "As often as we can, anyway. You must be new around here?"
"Yeah," I said, spitting on my hand to add some lubrication, and the recommencing my jerk-off session. "I'm his new assistant from the agency. Alan's gone to Europe for a while."
"No shit? That's awesome! You're a lot better-looking than he was," Josh told me with a wink. "Besides, he's straight, although I have to admit for a straight guy he was plenty cool."
"Well...I can't say I have any hang-ups about it, myself," I laughed. "Truth is, it's like a dream come true."
"It is, isn't it? Ryan's ass is just incredible. And he sure knows how to use it. He can't get enough!"
"So I'm told." I watched the couple copulating before me, and noticed that Ryan was motioning me over. "I just hope I can still manage to get my job done!" I called back to Josh as I joined Eric and Ryan on the bed.
Ryan waved me toward him. I crawled forward until me knees were next to the pillow, and my cock was right in front of his face. "Cum in my mouth," he requested, out of breath but obviously eager for as much jizz as we could give him.
I gladly obliged, feeding my hard dick into his beautiful face, feeling his soft lips wrap around me and begin to powerfully suck my cock. Meanwhile, Eric grabbed me by the neck with one arm, pulling me into a kiss. As we made out, I felt my orgasm mounting, and I could tell Eric was getting close on his as well. Moments later he broke our kiss and grabbed Ryan's sexy hips with both hands, slamming his dick in deep with several climatic thrusts, letting out a loud cry with each motion. As he unloaded what seemed like a nice big load into Ryan's fuckhole, I let loose with my own second load, spraying my hot cum all over inside his mouth, then withdrawing and letting himlick the last vestiges of my jizz off my cock and balls.
Finally, as he did this, Ryan began to groan his own climax as well, beating off furiously underneath himself, where we couldn't quite see. When he was through screaming and cumming, he rolled to one side, exhausted. That was when I realized the polaroids were still all over the top of the bed. He had shot his cum across them, covering several with his ropes of sticky superstar goo.
Needless to say, after fucking Ryan and his three friends that first time, my whole life began to change. I was in between boyfriends at the time, focusing most of my time and energy on this job. Most of my sex, when I was lucky enough to have it, was from basic pick-ups on the internet or in some bar. The last time I'd gotten lucky before the encounter with Ryan was in a sex club in North Carolina, where I was staying for a week while some minor actress I represented was shooting one film and I was preparing her for another. At the sex club, I'd gotten in the sling and had my ass fucked off by three college studs. It was a very hot experience, but since I don't usually bottom I felt pretty sore afterwards, and in general I shied away from sex for a while. Without even realizing it, I let three months go by.
Now, my relative "celibacy" was returning my karma to me in spades! Not only did I get laid, but it was with a superstar client who was right out of my fantasies. Not only that, but I was required to stick near him (and his insatiable ass) for the next several months, during which time I could watch him get fucked by other studs, or make arrangements for new studs to fuck him, or--based on the experience we'd just had--feel free anytime to just fuck him myself. This wasn't even a relationship: This was my JOB. I couldn't believe my luck!
The most interesting part about it was that we still had to be together for those parts of our working relationship that didn't involve sex, which to be fair was a significant amount. I soon realized the challenge with this assignment would be proving to Ryan and everyone at Coswell that I was fully capable of helping out in every way that was needed to represent him, and that I wasn't just clinging onto him because he was an incredible piece of ass. But...did I mention--he is an incredible piece of ass? On average, I started banging him twice per week, and he also extended the invitation to let me join in whenever the other players were around. After the "Cruel Intentions" shoot encounter, however, he didn't invite me to join in with any other stars, at least not for a while. In spite of this, during the several weeks of that shoot I knew from his conversations that he was getting his ass fucked by Sean, Eric and Josh just about every day.
Ryan liked my body and my fat nine-inch dick. He told me this all the time. Still, I didn't want our situation to turn into "too much of a good thing". The fable about the goose and the golden eggs seemed apropos. So, as much as I could, I focused our time together on business matters. He was getting many film offers, as well as some TV guest spots, and I knew that if I could help make his career go well, my own career was likely to follow. I wasn't stupid. Like him, I was still in my twenties, and in this business, the people you come to love and trust can often forget about you completely, and your luck can turn on a dime. We both knew we had to look after our own welfare, and my way of doing that was to keep looking after his.
One afternoon, we were in the makeshift office on the "Cruel Intentions" set, the same room where all of us had fucked a few weeks earlier. I had Ryan's appointment book, and was trying to clear up some mess his publicist had bade of his upcoming appearances. Letterman and Leno both wanted him for the week his new film "Homegrown" opened, but he was scheduled to appear at a charity event in Europe, and the travel both ways would make the talk show gigs unworkable.
"Why don't you do the talk shows the week before?" I asked him.
"I dunno. Ask the publicist, she's the one who fucked this up."
"I tried asking her. She hasn't called me back." I looked at Ryan. He was fatigued and restless, and wasn't really willing to focus on business at this point.
"Why don't you get me a new publicist?" he whined, half-joking.
"Why don't you get one yourself? I'm not the boss of you." I smiled impishly as I said this, so he wouldn't think I was provoking him.
He looked at me, then smirked. "Why don't you lick my ass?"
"Mmmmmm." I had just watched the tape of "Homegrown" earlier that day, including the love scene Ryan had done with ___. So, needless to say, the image of Ryan's ass was already lingering in my mind. "Why don't I, indeed?"
"You should, man," Ryan said, pushing himself backward from the desk and jumping onto the bed. "I've got a few loads in me, you know. Sean and Eric fucked me at lunch today, and this hot player from Manhattan Beach added his own load just now before you showed up. You wanna lick all that cum outa my hole?"
Instantly, I had an erection. It throbbed in my pants, and I struggled to remember what we;d been talking about just a moment before. "I...uh, wow. I can't, man. C'mon," I pleaded. "we've got work to do..."
"Fuck work." Ryan was pulling his shoes off. His 501's droppend a moment later, and he flopped back on the bed, naked from the waist down, and unbuttoning his sexy silk shirt. "Better yet, fuck me. But, I think you should lick out my hole first. I bet you really want it bad."
He had my number. I love rimming a nice clean ass, but the only thing beter is licking out a hot boy's ass that has been recently filled up with cum. I set the appointment book down and, without even bothering to undress, I got onto my knees before him on the bed. "Get on your knees," I muttered to him, and he obeyed. "Now, let me at that ass."
He pressed his perfect buns backward toward me, and I grabbed them, squeezing them, carressing them with my hands. Then I let one hand slip up under the loose fabric of his silk shirt, rubbing my fingers slowly up and down his spine. His skin was so soft and so beautiful, like an angel. I hunkered between his sexy bent legs, prying open his gorgeous cheeks. His cute hole winked at me, emitting a single pearl drop of the triple load he had promised me was waiting inside. Transfixed, I crouched down and licked it up. It was delicious, the perfect, beautiful scent of one man inside another. Shutting my eyes with sheer abandon, I pulled his ass open wide and dove in.
I lapped at his hot ass like a kitten trying to get all of the milk out of a huge saucer. With every lick I made into his asshole, I was rewarded with the essence of cum. I would lick several times to get a mouthful, then swallow and keep going. The whole time, Ryan stretched luxuriously, cat-like himself, purring his appreciation and coaxing me on: "Yeah...that's it...go deeper...eat me...drink it all. You love that ass, filled up with cum. You love eating out my ass, man, don'tcha. Eat it all. Eat all those loads out of my hole."
My hard-on was painful inside my slacks, but I resolved not to pay it any attention until I'd gotten the last vestiges of man-juice out of Ryan's full cunt. Every time I thought I had the last of it, his fantastic asshole squeezed out a little more. I thought of the virile studs whose juice I was drinking: strapping Sean, edgy Eric, and the tan, muscley ex-surfer who'd left just before I arrived. I knew what he looked like because I'd seen his portfolio when the appointment was set up.
Finally, I couldn't take it any more. I lunged for the box next to the bed where Ryan kept the sex supplies, and in one motion I yaked my pants down, slathered lube on my dick, and pushed the whole thing into his hole. Normally I wouldn't be this rough with a sex partner but I knew from recent experience that Ryan liked it a little rough, and besides, although he enjoyed his protestations about how big I was, we both knew he could handle it. We all knew: Ryan could always handle it.
Before I could even take stock of his reaction, anyways, I was off and fucking. Oh god, it felt so good. Ryan's ass was like this perfect oasis, ready and willing to accept your cock whenever you needed it, because he needed it all the time. No matter how often you fucked him, no matter how many guys fucked him in a day, he was alwways ready and eager for one more. It was the best-kept secret in Hollywod, I was convinced. It was like this precious material that only got shared with those would know it and appreciate it for what it was worth. Ryan's ass was like a home-cooked meal, like comfort food, and as those of us "in the know" were well aware, it was open 24/7. And thank god for that...
I soon got off inside him. Then he flipped onto his back to beat off his own load. Well, what the hell, I figured my secret was out: I liked eating fresh cum out of a fresh-fucked hole. Ryan had caught me on this, though god knows how he guessed it! So, to help him get off, I once again lifted his hot little legs and wrapped my lips around his ass, flickering my tongue inside to get out my own tasty juices. As I did this, Ryan continued beating on his ripe, fat meat, until about the time I was getting the last few drops out his hole, his dick erupted like a volcano, shooting its lava all over my face, my hair, and his flat belly.
Yep, this was going to be the best job I'd ever had in my life!
To be continued...
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My other stories are "Buttsex Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings and "Cup of Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian.