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Even though Tom had become an expert, he was struggling to take all of Taron Egerton girthy dick down his throat. His master has progressed to letting him suck on his dick.
Now when Oscar Issac messaged, Tom would be summoned to the nearest seedly location and be forced to swallow his daddy's thick cum. Forced may not be the right word, Tom begged and longed for his next chance to suck on the delicious dick of his master. His wife had started to notice, their sex life had almost stopped, as Tom was out too much out cruising local Bathhouses, or service stations, dogging parks and hookup apps. All discreetly, of course, trying to get as much dick and cum inside of him no matter who it was, he had fully given in to his primal urges. He was addicted.
So when, he saw Taron's massive uncut dick standing next to him at the urinal, of the studio's new premier party. He didn't waste time asking for permission, simply pushing the young lad into a stall. The sounds of confusion quickly vanished when he realised the famous stud Tom Hardy was deepthroating his massive Welsh cock.
Taron would prove a challenge for Tom, unbeknownst to him Taron was famous with all the girls he slept with for being able to perform for an extremely long time. It was taking all of Tom's newfound skills to continue satisfying the lad. His jaw ached, but his need to taste cum too strong to make him quit.
Many men came and went from the bathroom, but Tom didn't care, better yet they find him and he would have more cock to suck on. It was Taron problem not screaming out. A few sounds broke through his lips. Heard by Tom Holland, who had just finished pissing, jealous that someone was having fun, wondering why he never managed to have any fun at these events, and any event if that. He put his virgin cock back in his briefs and left the bathroom disappointed.
Eventually, when Taron came, it was due to Tom kneading and feeling up his muscled ass. Taron had never felt someone give attention to his backside, and he loved it. Tom moaned thinking the same thing that happened to him weeks ago, being awoken to the world of man on man action was now happening to the Welsh hunk in front of him.
After the prolonged blowjob, and exiting the bathroom, Tom still swallowing the load, and Taron red in the face. Tom placed Oscar's number in his phone, telling him if he wanted more fun like that be better ask his daddy first. Taron stated he would definitely be in touch, spanking Toms ass as they parted ways, calling him a cum slut.
Tom knew one load wouldn't be enough for tonight, he needed to get fucked, feeling a cock slide in and out of his hole till the early hours. Even though his wife was also at this event, Tom spent the next few minutes scanning the room filled with celebrities. Hoping to come across someone he had already had the pleasure of shagging, or someone he could convince to fuck him tonight.
His eyes set upon Chris Pratt, eyeing the weighty bulge, thinking of the pounding he could give. Till he turned around and with the size off his ass, realised he was probably a power bottom, as clearly the man focused on building mass in that area. He locked eyes with Tom Holland, who had the expression of a lost puppy, the lad screamed virgin, desperate to cum anywhere besides his hand. Tom needed someone more dominate tonight otherwise he would love to be the lad's first taste of cock. Then it happened. When Tom saw the man he knew would be his, would get to rip the suit out of and scream with pleasure.
He waited till they let the main hall, till they were alone and he could make his move. Tom found them in the deserted corridor making their way to the bathroom, he thought if it worked with Taron it would work with anyone.
Memorised by the swaying ass only meters in front of him, Tom was overcome by lust, and a strange desire to rim that ass in front of him. He had never eaten ass before and before he would have found it disgusting but being truthful to himself he had done much wore in the past few weeks. It was all he could do not to split, no rip, the back ass off the suit in front of him and delve his tongue deep between the mounds of muscle. Also if the man's beard was anything to go by, he was hairy as well. Tom began drooling thinking of the taste of those big hairy ass cheeks, tasting the sweat of a man after a hard day's work. The prospect of licking and sticking his face in such a treat gave him confidence the old Tom would be shocked at.
Thinking of himself as such a hot piece of ass, that he would get anyone, he made his move.
"excuse me mate"
Jake Johnson of New Girl fame turned around and was caught off guard when he was pinned against the wall, and some random guy was kissing him and rubbing their hand all over his bulge. Tugging and pulling, trying to elicit an erection. Realising it was a man due to the connection between their beards. Jake pushed Tom away.
"what the fuck mate" "What didn't you enjoy that" "I'm not fucking gay, what the fuck, I mean I've got no problem with gay people but what the hell mate I was on my way to piss" "don't you know who I am? Usually, everyone is after me" "What kind of fucking arrogance is that, no I don't know who you are, fucking ridiculous"
Jake swiftly turned away and continued onto the bathroom. Tom stayed in the empty corridor. Realising what he had done, in a busy party, with journalists and celebs and even his wife, he had made a move on a straight guy, expecting sex. He had fucked up, he would have to find Jake later once he had calmed down and beg him not to tell anyone.
It was Jake who found Tom, by accident, he would later go onto say. In the courtyard when Tom was letting go of all notions of Jake and trying to get the attention of Chriss Pratt. Being more cautious in his approach this time. He didn't need to be, as Chris already had taken three loads that evening belonging to Aaron Taylor-Johnson, Bradley Cooper and Sebastian Stan in a cum orgy shortly before. With Pratt servicing all men thier combined loads leaking down his leg.
Snapped out of his gaze by the presence next to him.
"oh Tom right, Tom Hardy? Look mate I wanted to a apologise I shouldn't have snapped off like that" "Jake, shit, mate I'm so sorry I don't know what came over me" "don't worry about it mate, I get gay guys hitting on me all the time, just last week Idris Elba said my thighs could crush him anytime, whatever that means" "mate I'm not gay" Tom responded. "oh your not, just a horny devil then, fair enough"
There was a lingering silence pierced only with Chriss Pratt's laughter as he attempted to flirt and get fucked by Robert Downey Jr.
The silence became blisteringly awkward neither man knows what to say, knowing what they wanted to say but neither dare breaking the truce between them. Until Jake, needing to fill the air with some sound except Pratt making various jokes about Iron man's rod.
"I have always kind of wondered what it would be like." "what's what like mate" "you know er, to be with a guy"
Tom couldn't believe his luck, he could work with this, push it. His dick knew this as it started to grow, he might be able to seduce a straight lad yet.
"well I'm here, you are here, you now I am interested mate"
Jake's eyebrows rose, a part of him he never knew existed, was sparked into existence by curiosity, decided to go along with whatever Tom suggested. He knew he had Tom in his power, he just didn't know what to do it with.
"what, what are you thinking?" Jake mumbled incoherently.
Tom leaned closer, slow enough to not spook him or attract attention, leaning close to his ear and cupped from behind the ass he so wishes to taste.
"I reckon you and me sneak off and find somewhere discreet. We rip each other out of these clothes, and you can get as rough and as sweaty with me as you like. You can do anything to me, and I will gladly say yes master. If you want it tonight I'm your little bitch.".
Gulping and speechless from surprise, as well as the hand on his behind. All Jake could muster was a feeble and mumbled reply
"sounds like I am missing out... lead the way"
With Tom leading the way, staying in front not to cause suspicion he quickly found a large storage room, what looked like to be filled with gardening supplies. Then their passion unleased and the seedy filthy sex began.
"what's first" Jake stuttered "this" whispered Tom
Not bothering to consider this was Jake's first time with a man Tom acted selfishly, only seeing to his desires. Pushing him back and landing a deep kiss that took Jake by surprise.
The nipple play was rough, it was an area of his body Jake didn't even know was sensitive, he was a typical straight guy in that respect never learning that sexual pleasure was more than a quick wank or fucking and a blowjob. Tonight he would learn much more, like just how hard he got from the pulling Tom gave his nipples through he shirt. He returned the favour causing Tom to hold back his moans, least the want to get caught.
Tom's hands went down, habitually grabbing the bulge of his partner, feeling a freakishly large dick that one would not expect on someone like Jake, feeling a piece that snaked down his left leg, Jake was bigger than Oscar, Cavill or both Hemsworth brothers. Jake recognised the hesitation Tom now showed on his face, he had seen that look in all his partners, a fear that they wouldn't be able to handle it. That his freakish erection was too much for them. Jake moaned with relief when he felt Tom rub his hand over his bulge frantically, clearly up for the challenge that Jakes dick proposed.
It soon became a fight for dominance, with both men eager to act out some dirty fantasy they had long witheld. Tom felt like he needed to get into that sweaty straight ass, licking up the hairy hole. Jake had never even heard of rimming, he was set in his ways, he nearly wanted to fuck Tom and unleash himself in a way that no woman would allow him.
Under the force of both men's passion their perfectly tailored suits, becoming taut under the strain. Both were at the point of ripping, which would leave an embarrassing situation if they returned to their wives wearing only rags. This gave Tom an idea, that showed he didn't care about the consequences. Breaking away from their kiss, which Jake was audibly enjoying way too much, Tom pushed his new partner over a small table, in front of them a dirty mirror, where Jake could make out the explicit actions going on, he was confused when he could only see his face, looking like Tom had vanished.
He soon got an answered, as he felt a head near his rear. Tom was licking and spitting on his ass through the fabric of his suit. Getting the material wet and allowing some pressure against Jakes hole. Teasing only a fraction of what a real rimming was like. Jake went to protest, a quick fuck with another guy was one this but not this. However, when he opened his mouth to say stop, he was caught off guard by the deep moan that escaped instead. Upon hearing this, Tom followed through with his plan.
Ripping the backside of Jakes suit and grey briefs, his ass was on display and flowed out. As Tom had hoped it was hairy and sweaty, and lucky for him it looked as though Jake was just as gifted as he was in that area. Two perky giant mounds of flesh that Jake loved so much he would often walk around naked, teasing his wife, she would say her favourite part of him was his tight and massive ass. Tonight it was for Tom to enjoy, who followed through and feasted on the ass. Licking, rimming and extracting as much pleasure as he could.
These sensations were new and exciting to Jake, who was riding the new waves of sexual bliss. He caught himself in the mirror, a moment of realisation struck his face, here he was in a seedy cupboard, ass out, with Tom Hardy rimming him out and he was loving it. Starting to get off on himself enjoying the explicit act. The sight he saw next stayed with him in his fantays for years to come, for weeks it was all he could think about when he tried to reach climax, the look on his face which went from confusion to pain, acceptance and pleasure all whilst Tom used the lube and condom from his pocket and slowly pushed the tip of his cock into the glorious ass of Jake Johnson.
As a sign of things to come he didn't go slowly, this was a signal that the two men would not hold back, they would do whatever they desired to each other, not caring about the comfort of their partner. This was a quick fuck to get what they needed not the start of a relationship.
The virgin ass was tight but Jake fought past the pain and was in ecstasy as his prostate was rubbed, feeling the same emotions Tom did when Jason first stuck a finger up his ass on the crowded aeroplane. He didn't want it to stop, he could have stayed there all night watching himself be fucked by Tom. Looking at the sweating hunk of a man pound and spank his ass.
As quickly as it started it stopped, feeling empty from the lack of dick inside of him Jake became confused. Till he realised what was happening. Tom has taken his place, spun Jake around till he was on the table, one his back, he had taken his pants out and Chris Hemsworth's speedo tucked beneath his balls. Sensing what needed to happen. Jake took some lube and lined up his dick with the inviting hole. Never had Jake let himself go so much. Allowed his animalistic side to be unleashed he was fucking for his pleasure only, not caring how tight Tom's hole was, only that it made him feel better, no caring about Tom's screams, only his moans. Fucking with such vigour it was as if he was having sex for the first time, experiencing real sex, real carnage, a real pleasure.
He wanted to last as long as possible, but it wouldn't unless he could shut Tom up, he was moaning so loud they were bound to get caught. He thought quickly, removing himself and taking Tom's undies off, little did Jake know they belonged to Chris Hemsworth and streak of his cum lingered and stained the speedos. Forcing them into his subs mouth. Jake silenced Tom, and this allowed Tom to suck the dried cum off his Australian Daddy. He was in heaven. Tasting cum and feeling the biggest cock of his career pound his ass, the sound of Jakes sweaty, previously straight balls smashing against his cheeks was enough to send him wild.
"fuck bitch, fuck you are tight, fucking whore, take that cock, take a real man's cock, this fucking pussy is mine, your poor wife, all she has is a cum dump like you to satisfy her, not a real man like me."
Tom couldn't respond he was to busy savouring the taste of cum and piss on his tongue. Jake was selfishly seeing how far his ridiculously engorged dick could go inside Tom. Drawing out and slamming it in again and again. Each thrust bringing him closer to climax.
Until it happened simultaneously, Jake erupted, hot, thick, creamy cum straight up Tom's ass, coasting his hole in straight cum. At the same time, Tom shot all over himself, causing spunk to ooze all over his abs and pool at his hole, which Jake, who continued his thrust pushed inside of him. He was being fucked with lube made of his and Jakes cum.
Till he realised, that one he had cum without touching himself, his hands were too busy on his nipples. He had sunk to the point where he could climax from anal pleasure alone and he loved it. However, he was frightened, he had just let a straight lad, who fucks who knows what, cum right in his ass, he forgot about a condom he began to freak out.
Sensing his panic Jake offered some reassurance.
"don't worry mate I get tested regularly, the wife loves bareback too much, I'm negative, which means I get to do this"
Confusion crossed Tom's face, the sex had usually finished when both men had cum, or Oscar unloaded on his face, what was Jake about to do. He felt his tongue. Jake was going down on him, prodding his hole, Jakes beard scratched his hairy, sweaty and freshly fucked hole. Licking out the combination of his cum. Not only that, he brought it up to Tom's face and they pass mouthfuls of the seed between them. Till Jake spat the last of it all over Tom.
Both men were spent, not caring how they would return to the others, their clothes shredded to pieces. As they came to their sense on how they would get out keeping their dignities intact sharing kisses and Tom making sure to get Jakes phone number and secretly stealing Jake's white piss covered briefs. When Jake came up with a plan, texting his assistant to come to help them, realising their time was ending Tom pushed Jake back against the door.
"Thanks for your number, here's the number for my Daddy Oscar, I think your gonna enjoy this" "enjoy what Tom" "all the men that are going to beg you to fuck them like you just fucked me" "what you can't tell anyone, I'm straight" "oh I'm telling them, and don't worry man, half the men who have fucked me are straight, they love just unloading and not holding back you know. See you soon daddy"
No less than two hours later, Tom was back in the same cupboard, this time wearing Jake's piss coveredundies, this time he had Avan Jogia pressed up against the mirror, pounding his ass. Looking at the black thong he was going to steal from the lad.
It was going to be a long night of cum, and the three loads he had been gifted that evening Taron, Jake and Avan, still wouldn't be enough to satisfy him.
----- End of Part 7