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-------------- THE CHRIS ORGY - PART 11 --------------
Henry Cavill was right in the middle of doing two of his favourite things. Thanks to a special chair/stool thing he had got made, he was able to take part in a gaming marathon on his home-built PC while enabling a group of men to take turns fucking his buns of steel. Whatever game took his fancy, he could spend hours on missions while receiving load after load of cum up his rear end, only breaking from the gaming action when he fancied fucking one of his guests himself. Cavill Cum Gaming parties were now a regular feature of his life, whether he was in Hollywood or back at home in the UK.
He was in his sixth hour of the event when his phone rang, which he ignored a couple of times until he decided to have a quick look at who kept calling him. Setting his status to AFK, intending to take the opportunity to go and find a stud to drop a load in, he checked his phone and saw that he had three missed calls from Chris Evans. Intrigued, given such calls only tended to come when Captain America was particularly desperate for a load or two, he pressed call and waited for the answer, all while the guy inside him reached a climax and dumped another delicious deposit in him.
"Chris, my man" he said, when it was answered.
"Superman" Chris replied. "What you up to?"
"Gaming and fucking" Cavill replied, "as normal."
"Nice" replied Chris, chuckling as he did so. "Are you live streaming it somewhere so I can watch?"
"No, not today" said Henry, also chuckling. "Some of the guys get twitchy when I do that."
"Fair enough" said Chris. "Listen, we've got our own little event coming up and I wanted to see if you could be there?"
"Go on" said Cavill.
"Well, you know about the Chris Orgies, right?" asked Chris.
"Sure do" said Henry. "Feeling a little bitter that there are so few other Henrys around I can get together for my own version, to be honest."
Chris chuckled again. "I think you get enough action anyway" he replied.
"Yeah, that's true" said Henry. "So, what were you saying about the Chris Orgies?"
"Well, the guest list has increased a bit recently, but we're also probably about to have our last one so we wanted to make it special" Chris replied.
"Why your last one?" Henry asked, groaning a little as a fresh cock penetrated him from behind.
"Well, two of our members have gone and fallen in love with each other, so aside from a farewell performance, I think they're going to stop messing around" Chris said, sighing.
"Jesus" Henry said, "you going to tell me who?"
"No, best leave that for them to share themselves" Chris said. "But anyway, to see them off we're going to have a Marvel versus DC night, and maybe see if that can become a regular thing to make up for losing half our cohort. Liam Hemsworth is going to host."
"Sounds like fun" Henry said, huffing a little.
"You're getting fucked again, aren't you?" Chris laughed.
"Yeah, and it's a big one" Henry replied. "So when is this event?"
"I'll send you the details" Chris replied, "or you could stop by sometime and I'll tell you all the plans while you fuck me."
"Cool" said Henry, "I'll come over tomorrow and wreck your hole for a bit, if you're free."
"That I am, so just text me when you're heading over" said Chris. "Anyway, I'll let you get back to your gangbang."
"Thanks" replied Henry. "See you tomorrow."
With that, Henry hung up his phone and then put his hands out onto the computing table to give himself a bit more support.
"Fuck me man, give me all you've got" he growled at the unknown man behind him. He closed his eyes, dropped his mouth open, and proceeded to get pounded hard just the way he liked it.
Ben Affleck came out of the ensuite bathroom rubbing his face with a towel, which he then threw onto an armchair in the corner of the room. He looked over at the bed, seeing that Matt Damon had now passed out and was gently snoring. He was stark naked and lying on his front, cum visibly leaking from his rear end after yet another intense afternoon. Ben had been plundering that hole since they were teenagers, and smiled to himself when he thought about the Oscars after-party where Matt had desperately rode his newly-won statuette like a dildo while waiting for Ben to get hard again. Most of the script for Good Will Hunting had been written by Matt while Ben was inside him.
With two of his loads dumped into his old friend, Ben was not up for doing any more fucking himself. However, he suspected that his guests were probably about ready for another round after they had used Matt themselves, so he quietly left the bedroom, closed the door behind him and went downstairs. Justin Timberlake and Anthony Mackie, his co-stars in Runner Runner, were sat on stools at the breakfast bar in the kitchen drinking beers.
"You guys ready for another go?" Ben asked, fishing a packet of cigarettes out of his pocket, lighting one up, and then tossing the carton to Justin.
"Yeah man" said Anthony.
"Let me just smoke this" said Justin, pausing to light a cigarette, "and then I'll go up and breed him again."
"He's asleep" said Ben, exhaling a cloud of smoke, "but I was thinking you could fuck me instead."
"Just like old times" said Anthony, smirking.
"Only if I bend over too" said Justin, with a grin.
"Chain fuck?" suggested Ben, also now smiling.
"Hell yeah" said Anthony, sliding off the stool and starting to strip.
Just minutes later, Justin was starting to break a sweat as he repeatedly slammed himself forward into Ben's hole and then backwards onto Anthony's cock. He had no problem taking the giant pole, having spent several hours of the day before chilling at home with Garrett Hedlund and Oscar Isaac, who had come over to keep him company while Jessica was away. As they had found on set, the most fun way to keep Justin Timberlake entertained was to repeatedly ream out his eager hole and accommodating throat.
Ben's phone rang as Justin started to increase in tempo, but when he saw it was Henry calling him he decided to answer.
"H...h...hey...Ben..." wheezed Henry.
"Getting fucked?" asked Ben.
"Yeah" breathed Henry.
"Me...oh fuck...too" said Ben.
"Who?" asked Henry.
"Tim...ber...lake" grunted Ben, as Justin started slamming into him really hard.
"Niiiice" said Henry, both in response to Ben's words but also as his hole filled with another load.
Neither said anything for a moment, as Justin roared out and filled up Ben. The popstar spasmed until his orgasm died down, and then he slumped forward over the Bostonian actor while Anthony continued to pound him.
"What's up?" asked Ben of Henry, now that his fucker had calmed and their bodies were both being rocked by Anthony's efforts.
"The Chrises are doing a Marvel vs DC gangbang tomorrow" said Henry.
"Fuck yeah" replied Ben, "I'm in."
"Cool" said Henry, as another cock slid into him. "I'll text you the details when I get them."
They hung up, and Ben relaxed into the gentle rocking as Anthony continued to pound into Justin. The pop star's epic cock was softening, but it was so mammoth even at rest that Ben could just enjoy still being filled while Anthony finished off. He was fairly sure that Justin would respond to the continued massage of his prostate by getting hard again, and sure enough just a few minutes later Timberlake was back up vertical slamming into Ben again.
Once Justin had blown a second load in Ben and Anthony had finally reached his own orgasm, the three of them went outside and collapsed into chairs to drink more beer and smoke. Ben told them about the plans for tomorrow, which had come through on his phone during the second rutting, and Anthony had happily confirmed he would join too as a Marvel cast member. Justin, however, got agitated at his apparent exclusion, but as he knew Liam through Miley he decided to spend some time trying to get himself a co-hosting spot so he could be there. He was eventually successful, but his whining had got to Ben and Anthony. They decided to treat him like he clearly needed to be, and the day ended with Justin and Matt blindfolded and tied to the bed on their fronts as the other two used and abused the two blond hunks until they were spent.
Adewale Akinnuoye-Agbaje looked around the room smiling, the latest Suicide Squorgy in full swing. He was the sole strict top in the room, and had already blown his load in three of his castmates so was taking a bit of a breather to watch proceedings. Jay Hernandez was still on all fours, and god alone knows how many loads he had taken by this point as he demonstrated again just what a bottom he was. Will Smith was next to him also being spitroasted, and Ade knew from past experience that this was going to be how the rest of the night went for the former Fresh Prince now that he had stopped his normal show of trying to be a top.
More surprising to Ade was Scott Eastwood, who was gripping the chains of the sling he was lying in while bellowing at their director David Ayer to fuck him harder. Just a couple of months ago no-one had known that Eastwood would take cock, but now that this cat was out of the bag he seemed to be the biggest power bottom of the lot. On a nearby fuck bench, Jared Leto and Joel Kinnaman were rapidly switching roles, and over in the corner Ade could see Jai Courtney was cuffed to the St Andrew's Cross as Ike Barinholtz gave him what appeared to be quite a gentle fuck.
The sound of several phones around the room receiving a message made Ade curious, so he went over to his clothes and fished is own iPhone out. There was a message from Ben Affleck which had been sent to the Suicide Squad group chat on WhatsApp:
If you lot can take a break from fucking each other, we've got a Marvel vs DC gangbang at Liam Hemsworth's house tomorrow. Wear a proper costume.
Ade smiled, and put his phone back into his clothes. The prospect of a much bigger gathering appealed, and he knew that everyone else would think the same, so he decided to start getting their own mini-event wrapped up so they would all have time to rest. Still, it would be a shame to not blow at least one more load first, so Ade headed over to where Adam Beach was kneeling in front of Will.
"On your knees" he said, before getting down behind the Canadian and sliding into his hole.
TO BE CONTINUED
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