This story is about male/male relationships and contains graphic descriptions of sex.
You should not read this story if it is in any way illegal due to your age or residence.
This is a work of pure fiction. It mixes fictional characters and events with real people. However any real person mentioned in this work is purely an actor playing a part. This story in no way is meant to imply anything about the sexuality, personality, or behaviour of the actual person.
-------------- THE CHRIS ORGY - PART 8 --------------
"Morning", Chris Pine whispered into his lover's neck.
"Hey" replied Pratt, squeezing his fingers between Pine's. "What time is it?"
Pine pressed him into the mattress as he reached over to the bedside table and flipped over his phone.
"Just gone eight" Pine said, slumping back.
"Suppose we better get up" Pratt sighed. "Duty calls, and all that."
"Yeah" replied Pine, before starting to nuzzle the other man's shoulder.
Pratt started to shift himself, with Pine raising up so his lover could turn over. He then lowered his weight back on to the hunk underneath him, and rested his nose on Pratt's.
"You're beautiful" Pratt whispered, reaching up and stroking the side of Pine's face.
"You're handsome" Pine whispered back, a big grin appearing across his face. He then turned his head slightly, planted his lips gently on Pratt's, and they began to kiss.
Chris Hemsworth had his hands behind his head, his back arched deeply, and was thrusting himself up and down. His rear end was being stretched wide open by the double-fucking he was getting from Blair McDonough and Julian McMahon. Blair was lying on his back on the Ramming Rock with Hemsworth sat astride his midsection, whilst Julian was standing behind and helping to really pound the Thor actor by also thrusting in and out. He was getting particularly turned on as he felt the cum dripping out of Hemsworth's arse landing on his toes.
The three-man tangle had been going on for several minutes, and as he had been a late arrival who had not yet blown a load, Julian felt his orgasm building. He gripped hold of Hemsworth's hips and really began to thrust, before yelling out as he filled the stud with his seed. As he held in position inside, panting and still spasming a little, he heard a grunt from Blair and then felt the other actor's dick throbbing next to his own. Hemsworth was now double-bred.
McMahon pulled his dick out of Chris and stepped back, awed by the sight of cum pouring out of the stretched hole along the underside McDonough's still-buried dick. Hemsworth then raised himself up off Blair, jumped off the rock and then went round to the side of it and bent over, wiggling his arse at Luke Bracey. The Hacksaw Ridge star wasted no time in stepping over, lining his erect cock up with Hemsworth's gaping hole and then ramming in.
"Fuck yeah!" shouted Hemsworth, throwing his head back as the foot-long dick penetrated him fully. Then, as Bracey started a rough pounding, Chris leaned forward and started to lick Blair's softening dick, making sure to drink up the last few drops of cum still glistening on its surface.
"Oi, Blair" said Luke Mitchell, "you better move your arse off that rock unless you want some of what Thor is getting!"
McDonough smiled, and then hauled himself up and slid off the rock in a rather ungainly way. Mitchell then slid in front of Hemsworth and rested his buttocks on the rock, presenting his cock for Chris to suck.
"Get me nice and wet" he commanded, "because I'm fucking you next."
Chris smiled up at him, and then opened his mouth to swallow Luke's cock. Once it was in his throat, he relaxed, focused on his breathing and then just allowed Bracey's pounding at his rear end to give him the motion needed to properly service Mitchell.
"God you're a slut" Mitchell whispered at him.
Despite his mouth being full of cock, Chris managed to smile a little. A slut he truly was.
"Unh" grunted Chris Evans as the giant buttplug finally popped through his ring and into his arse.
"There you go" said Liam, straightening back up after getting his friend sorted out. His own hole was already plugged, sealing in the countless loads that had been shot in there over the course of the night by a stream of anonymous men.
"Thanks" breathed Evans, moving his legs around to get used to the size of the toy inserted in him. "What about him?" he asked, gesturing towards Andrew Garfield.
"Got a long night ahead of him I reckon" replied Liam, watching the back of an enormous black man shaking as he unloaded inside the Scottish actor.
"I hope he's on PrEP" Evans whispered, looking around the room at the men who had now gathered to wait their turn on Garfield's hole. He and Liam had obviously taken that precaution just in case, but the men now loitering around the room had made it clear through various tattooed words and symbols that they were carrying the bug.
"Yeah" said Liam, glancing over at Garfield's master. The man was staring back at him, and then nodded.
"Let's go" said Evans, realising a few of the men were leering at him and Liam. "This is a bit full-on, even for me."
The two of them got out of the playroom, helped each other remove all the leather adornments, and then recovered their clothes from the lockers and got dressed. They then made a hasty exit from the basement, both feeling a little relieved to be back out on the street.
"Did you know he was in to all that?" Evans asked Liam, as he lit a cigarette.
"No" replied Liam, also lighting up. "I had heard he went in for some proper method acting stuff though, and I know he's doing Angels in America in London soon, so maybe that's what it's all about."
"Perhaps" said Evans as they crossed the street to where Liam's car was parked. "Looked like a bit more than acting though."
They finished their cigarettes and then climbed into the car, both lowering themselves on to the seats quite slowly given the size of the plugs inserted inside of them.
"Ow" said Evans as he pulled his right leg into the car. "You OK to drive with that thing inside?"
"Do it all the time" Liam replied, smirking at Evans.
"Slut" Evans said, laughing.
With that, Liam started up the car and they set off into the night.
"You look great" Pratt said as Pine emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed and ready for the day ahead.
"You think?" he replied, running his fingers around his neckline. He had decided not to take off his gifts from his lover, so today would be giving the public debut of Chris Pine in heavy silver chains.
"I love it" said Pratt, putting his arms round Pine's waist and pulling him in. "Just wish I had the balls to wear mine too."
"I'm quite happy with your balls just the way they are" Pine replied, smirking. Pratt smiled at him, and then leaned in for a kiss. As usual, what had been intended as a quick and tender peck on the lips turned into something deeper, such was the hunger the men had for each other. Pine was the first to pull away.
"We're going to be late" he breathed, staring at Pratt's lips.
"OK" said Pratt, releasing Pine's hips and stepping back. "Look, later on, when we're done, we should probably talk."
"Yeah" sighed Pine, after a short pause, "I suppose we probably should."
The two men stood in silence, staring at one another as they contemplated the conversation that inevitably lay ahead. This was their last day in London together, and the way things had worked out with their filming schedules it was probably going to be their last opportunity to be alone for some time.
The silence was broken by the telephone, which Pine went over to answer.
"OK, I'll be down shortly" he said, before hanging up. "My car's here" he said, turning back towards Pratt.
"OK" said Pratt. They stood and stared at each other again for a moment, before Pratt suddenly strode over to Pine. He put his hand on his lover's cheek and leaned in for a quick kiss.
"Go get `em Captain" he said, smiling. "I love you."
"I love you too" said Pine, feeling his eyes well up. He then turned around and walked out of the bedroom.
When Pratt heard the front door of the apartment being closed, he slumped down on to the bed and put his head in his hands. He stayed like that for a while, not even trying to fight back the tears that started streaming down his face as he came to terms with the fact that two hearts were going to be broken soon. One would be his, but he didn't yet know whose the other would be between Anna and Chris.
He came back to reality when his mobile phone buzzed, and he leaned back on the bed to awkwardly fish it out of his jeans pocket. It was a WhatsApp message in the TCO group, and even though he didn't really feel like engaging with that lot at the moment, he still opened up the app to have a look.
MARVEL VS DC. LIAM'S PLACE. TWO WEEKS. E xxx
Chris snorted, rolled his eyes and then threw his phone on to the bed. He leaned back and stayed like that for a while, until the apartment telephone rang again.
"Showtime" he sighed, as he sat up and reached for the phone.
TO BE CONTINUED
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