Date: Wed, 27 Oct 2004 04:14:45 -0700 (PDT)
From: owensnack@yahoo.com
Subject: Anderson and Ben at the DNC

Disclaimer: Everything about this story is fictional. It is not meant
to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned
here nor is it meant to imply anything about their personal lives.

It was late July of 2004, an election year, and Anderson Cooper was on
his way to Boston to anchor his wildly successful CNN newscast live from
the Democratic National Convention.  He was in the prime of his career;
within a matter of a year, he had gained tremendous popularity amongst
the journalist circles.  At the age of 37, he was enjoying his life.  He
had reported from the DNC in past election years, but never did he have
such an important job as he did now.  He knew he would meet with
countless celebrities, both in the political circuit and the
entertainment world.

He also knew that movie star and ex-Jennifer Lopez fiance Ben Affleck
would be there.  There had been some beef between Anderson and Ben after
Ben was reported in the New York Daily News as calling Anderson "a snide
prick pretending to do real news."  He had hoped that he wouldn't run
into him, yet he kinda hoped he would too.  As much as he had reason to
dislike Ben, Anderson couldn't deny that he had found himself many a
time wacking off to fantasies about him getting plowed by Ben's cock.
Still, he told himself that he would concentrate on good reporting and
not any possible confrontations with Mr. Bennifer himself.

The first day of the convention had passed, and Anderson had been
enjoying the reporting he was able to do and the delegates he was able to
interview.  He was on his way to his hotel for the evening, when out of
the corner of his eye he spotted none other than Ben walking towards
him.  He darted out the door of the Fleet Center hoping that he could
walk fast enough to avoid being seen.  Before he could get very far, he
heard someone say, "looks like Mr. Cooper can't stand a little
confrontation."  Anderson turned around to see Ben standing there with
his arms crossed, looking quite sexy.

"Hey Affleck, how's it going?"

"Going alright, where are you off to?"  Ben inquired.

"Oh, back to the hotel, it's late and gotta get up early in the morning
again.  Where you off  to?"

"Oh, there's some party at a hotel up the street, but I must say that I
was quite curious to sit down with you at some point and have a little
chat."  Ben was making Anderson a bit uncomfortable at this point.

"Oh, well you can come back to my hotel and we can have drinks down in
the bar if you'd like."  Anderson was nervous but appeared calm.

"Oh, well I guess I can get to that party later, when else will I get a
chance to have drinks with my great pal Anderson."  Ben wasn't laying
off the sarcasm.

They caught a cab to the hotel that Anderson and most of the CNN crew was
staying at.  Once they got there, they went straight for the bar.
Anderson ordered a gin and tonic while Ben went for a beer.  Their
conversation first centered around politics and Ben's support for the
Democratic ticket.  Anderson felt more comfortable once they were
actually talking, almost forgetting about the comments Ben made back in
March.  Everything was going fine until Ben asked Anderson, "So, did you
get upset by the comments I made about you?"

"No, I don't let random celebrities get to me.  I gotta expect some
criticism from others out there.  If you don't mind me asking though,
why did you say those things?"

"Oh, cuz I really think you're a fake and uninformative anchor, and I
don't know why you got your own show.  But I hope that we can still be
friends."  Ben sarcastically pointed out; he was trying to get at
Anderson any way he could.

"Well that's fine, cuz I think you're a horrible actor who's only
staying alive in Hollywood due to chicks he's sleeping with."

"Fair enough, I can take that.  Sure as hell ain't the first time I'm
hearing someone say that to me."

Anderson felt the need to be diplomatic in this situation.  "Listen, at
least for tonight, let's just bury the hatchet.  No need rehashing old
shit, even if I don't really know you."  Ben agreed and the two felt
better about the situation.  Their conversation ensued once again, and
Anderson realized that Ben wasn't paying attention to the time, even
though he apparently had to go to some party.  Still, he was enjoying
himself.  The topic of conversation suddenly changed its focus and got
interesting.

"So, Anderson, I hear you're of the other persuasion."

"What do you mean by that?"  Anderson knew what he was asking, but he
didn't want to be so blunt about it.

"You know how most guys out there wanna fuck my ex Jennifer.  I would
imagine that you wish you had her wardrobe instead, huh?"

"Well asshole, I'm not into dressing like the opposite sex, but you're
right, I'm not into fucking them either."

"Good, the truth is out."  Ben couldn't help but laugh after this
confession by Anderson.

"Well what about you.  You can date Gwyneth or J. Lo or whoever you
want, but there've always been rumors that you've been messin with your
pal Matt ever since you've been kids." Anderson was referring to Matt
Damon.

"Yea, well it's no secret, we did some stuff when we were kids.  But
then again, what kids don't experiment on each other?"

"No, I'm hearing that you two still mess around when you can, going to
hotel rooms and what not."

"Yea, once in a while.  I won't deny, I've got a thing for cock too."

"Alright, we're getting interesting here now," Anderson was intrigued
by the turn the conversation took.

"Hell, you'd be doing the same thing too if you saw Matt's ass.  Shit,
that thing is so round and juicy, love snackin on that thing."  Anderson
could feel his cock twitching at that point.

"Hmm^Å..interesting stuff I'm hearing from you tonight."

"Well what about you?" Ben inquired. "Who you been fucking out there?
You're pretty fit.  Got that sexy 30-something look going for you."

"Well, I'm not one to fuck and tell, guess you'll just have to hear
about it through the grapevine."  Anderson wasn't about to give Ben
dirt on him, not yet at least.

"Okay, I won't bug you.  But you know, if you're interested, I give
really good head."  Ben chuckled.

"Yea yea, that'll be the day."

"Actually, I'm serious.  I'm really horny right now and I really wanna
see what you look like under that suit."  Anderson wasn't sure what to
do.  If anyone heard about this, it would be all over the news, but he
wasn't about to give up an opportunity to get with a hottie like Ben.

"Okay, but we've gotta be discrete.  I'm in room 1525.  Lemme go
first, and then come in about 10 minutes."  Anderson got up and left,
and Ben got another drink in the meantime.  In ten minutes he got up and
went up to the fifteenth floor, with a cup from the bar in his hand.  On
his way to Anderson's room, he passed by the ice machine.  He grabbed a
cupful of ice cubes, and knocked on 1525.  Anderson opened the door
quickly and shoved Ben in so that no one would possibly see.  Anderson at
this point had changed his clothes, taking everything off except his
boxer briefs with a bathrobe covering himself.

"Fuck, you're one sexy bitch."  Ben complimented Anderson.  He just
smiled at Ben and lay down on the bed.


"Ben, I want you to do a striptease for me."  Ben had no issues, plus
he was a little drunk so that took away any inhibitions he may have had.
He quickly unraveled his attire, taking off his necktie and wrapping it
around Anderson's head.  He unbuttoned his shirt, revealing a
wife-beater t-shirt underneath.  He unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his
pants, pulling them down to reveal black CK Briefs.  He then got on top
of Anderson's crotch and just pretended to ride his cock over
Anderson's bathrobe.  He undid the bathrobe and there sat Anderson with
his sexy body.  He had a nicely chiseled stomach and well-defined chest.
He wasn't too muscular, but he definitely had nice definition.  Ben was
a little beefier than Anderson, but Anderson definitely liked that in
him.  Ben leaned over and kissed Anderson, with his slight stubble
rubbing up on Anderson's face, something he loved to feel.  Their
tongues intertwined, tasting each other for the first time.  Both of
their cocks were rock hard at this point, with Anderson's starting to
stick out from beneath his boxer briefs.

"My oh my, someone's eager to get out of here aren't we?"  Ben said,
referring to Anderson's 7 inch cock.

"We've got plenty of time for that later, but just fucking kiss me,"
Anderson said.  He loved kissing a man, especially when they were both
wearing next to nothing.  Anderson rubbed his hands all over Ben's hot
body.  Ben had slight chest hair and leg hair, but contrary to popular
belief, no back hair, much to Anderson's delight.  Anderson was much
more clean cut, with very little body hair on his body.  But Anderson was
enjoying the feeling that Ben's chest hair had rubbing up against his
body.  He stuck his hand down Ben's underwear, feeling his ass crack.
He stuck a finger down to Ben's hole and just played with it, making Ben
moan.

"Fuck, that feels good.  Play with my hole baby."  Ben loved ass-play,
and playing with the hole was the first of many things he had planned
with Anderson.  Anderson then pulled Ben's cock out of his briefs and
pulled the underwear off, revealing a naked Ben Affleck.

"Fuck, you're sexy Ben.  I don't care what you've said about me in
the past, as long as  you rock me tonight."  Ben pulled off Anderson's
boxer briefs and jumped on top of him, rubbing up on top of him and
tonguing him again.  They kissed for a good while, with Ben then moving
to his ears and neck to suck on.  Then Ben got up and grabbed the cup of
ice.  He brought an ice cube to Anderson's nipples and started icing
them up, making Anderson moan in delight.  He then moved the ice cube
down his pleasure trail until it reached his cock, and he rubbed it up
and down the uncut shaft.  He played with Anderson's cock head, and used
his other hand to play with the area beneath Anderson's balls near his
asshole.  Ben stuck the ice cube even further down, now reaching
Anderson's hole.  He rubbed the cube around his butt, making Anderson go
crazy.  "Oh shit, use your tongue already man.  You're killing me here,
that feels fucking awesome."

Before using his tongue, Ben stuck the ice cube in his mouth and sucked
on it.  He then bent over and rubbed the ice cube down Anderson's chest
while it was still in his mouth.  He then transferred the ice cube to
Anderson's mouth and proceeded to use his tongue finally.  He tongued
his nipples and chest with his hot tongue.  He then went down to his
cock, bypassing the shaft for the balls first.  He sucked on Anderson's
balls for a good while, making him moan for quite a while in delight.  He
then went up to the shaft and showed his expert cock-sucking skills to
Mr. Cooper.

"Fuck, you weren't kidding.  You do give good head.  Ohh fuck that's
it, right there babe."  Anderson was feeling so good right now.  Ben was
deepthroating his cock like a pro.  He was bobbing his head up and down
faster and faster, sucking on the cock like a hoover.  After a good ten
minutes of giving head, in one motion he used his tongue to go from his
cock all the way up Anderson's stomach and chest to his mouth, where
they tongue kissed for a good while.  Anderson then had Ben move his body
up so that Ben's cock was at his mouth, and then Anderson took his turn
to suck some cock.  He started taking Ben's whole 8 inch monster in his
mouth slowly, using his tongue to please the head as much as possible.
Ben started fucking Anderson's face, gyrating his hips up and down as
much as possible.  Anderson used his let hand to find Ben's hole, and he
started playing with it once again.  After a good five minutes of having
his face fucked, Anderson asked Ben to turn around.  "I wanna show you
some of my other talents."

Ben did as he was told, and he was pleasantly surprised as to what was in
store for him.  He planted his ass down on Anderson's face, and the CNN
anchor went to work on Ben's butt.  He lapped up Ben's ass like a pro,
darting his tongue in and out of the sexy hairy hole of Ben's.  Ben was
enjoying this way too much.   "Holy shit, I thought this was my area of
expertise, but shit, no one who's munched on my butt's ever compared to
this licking.  Fuck, this feels so fucking good.  I'm gonna enjoy this
as long as I can."  Ben was working Anderson's tongue by boucing up and
down on Anderson's face.  Anderson was an expert butt eater; in fact, it
was his favorite thing to do in the bedroom besides getting his ass eaten
out.  Every man he had ever been with had commented on his excellent
ability to penetrate their holes with his tongue.  He was gonna give Ben
the tongue ride of his life.  Ben was thoroughly enjoying this butt ride
for a good twenty minutes.  Anderson then told Ben to get on his back so
that he could get better access to the hole.  Anderson pulled Ben's legs
up, exposing the hole once again.  He then proceeded to snack on his
hole, licking around the rim of the hole and then darting his tongue in
again.  After a while, Ben had to stop.  "Shit, I'm gonna explode in a
minute if you keep this up man.  Lemme return the favor."

"Okay, how do you want me?"

"Get on all fours, I wanna picture the position that I'm gonna fuck you
in."  Ben said, already with plans in his mind for later.


"So, you're gonna fuck me eh?"  Anderson asked.

"Fuck yea I am, but first I'm gonna have some dessert."  With that,
Ben dove in between Anderson's ass cheeks, tonguing the crack of his
butt.  He then spread Anderson's ass apart and dove into the hole,
darting his tongue in and out.  He too was an expert butt licker.  He
knew how to please the man he was eating out, and he especially loved
practicing on his old pal Matt Damon.  But Anderson's ass was
different.  Ben was definitely loving tasting Anderson's hole.  He
couldn't get enough of his man-twat.  Ben pierced the hole with his
tongue over and over, making Anderson cry in pleasure.

"Ohhhh fuck Ben, now tell me that my ass is better than Matt's,
mmmmmmmm fuck.  Tongue fuck me Ben."

Ben got up for a second from snacking. "Yea, your ass tastes fucking
good man, what do you stick up there?"  Ben loved eating Anderson's
hole, and his cock was twitching at excitement for what was to come.
 "Okay man, as much as I wanna keep eating your butt, I need to fuck."
Ben got up and rubbed his cock alongside Anderson's crack, making him
beg for his cock.

"Fuck me already man, what you waiting for?"  The smell of sex wafted
around the room, making Anderson beg for some cock up his hole.

"I want to hear you moan as loud as possible when my cock is inside
you."

"Okay okay, just do it already."  With that, Ben used his spit to lube
up both his cock and Anderson's ass some more, although it was already
pretty soaked and lubed up due to Ben's expert butt eating session.  He
then stuck the head through Anderson's hole, with the rest of the cock
slowly following.  It took a good minute to get Ben's entire 8inch cut
cock down his tight asshole, but when it got in there, Ben didn't waste
any time in ramming it in and out.  He established a good fucking rhythm
at first, and then he started his assault on Anderson's butt.  He
started fucking him like an all-star, ramming his cock in and out of his
hot hole.  "Fucking shit, fuck me man, ohh fuck, fuck my ass you pro.
Fuck me like John Kerry just got elected man."  Ben responded to
Anderson's moans by speeding up his fucking rhythm.  He was sweating and
dripping all over Anderson's body at this point, something that made
Anderson feel really hot.  After a good fuck session, he pulled out of
Anderson's butt.  He bent over and stuck his tongue down his hole once
again, licking around the hole that was opened up by his cock.  He then
pushed Anderson onto his back and stuck his legs up over his shoulder.
In one move he stuck his cock back down Anderson's hole and started his
fucking rhythm again.  He bent over and met tongues with Anderson,
getting to taste his body on Anderson's tongue.  They were both covered
in sweat at this point, dripping all over each other and making the scene
that much sexier.  Ben started stroking Anderson's shaft, hoping that he
could catch some of the cum that would come out of his cock.  After a
good 10 minutes more of raw, dirty fucking, Anderson felt the urge to
cum.  "Oh shit, here it goes," as he let loose a stream of cum that
landed all over his chest and even on his face.  Ben leaned over and
licked the cum off Anderson's face.  He was an avid lover of eating
cum.  Before he could even get to the cum that was on his chest, Ben felt
the urge to cum soon too.

"Oh shit, I'm gonna cum man, where do you want it?"

"Cum in me Ben, plant your seed in my butt."  Ben didn't need anything
else to be said, he let loose his stream in Anderson's hole, giving
Anderson a warm feeling within his bowels.


"Fucking shit, that was some of the best fucking I've ever done in my
life.  Matt Damon and J. Lo ain't got nothing on you Anderson man."

"Thanks man, you know this is gonna have to happen again sometime."
With that, Ben went to take a shower, followed by Anderson.  After his
shower, Anderson opened the door of the bathroom, wearing his bathrobe
again.  Ben was nowhere to be seen, puzzling Anderson.  He figured that
Ben made a quick escape out so that no one would notice him.  As he went
to grab some clothes, Ben popped out of the closet, wearing nothing.

"I'm horny, wanna fuck?"  Anderson didn't have to be asked twice,
even tho he had already been worn out by their previous fuck session.

"Yea, I can go another 9 rounds or so if necessary."

"Good Anderson.  I'm not done getting acquainted with that butt of
yours yet."  With that, Anderson's robe came off again and Ben started
his assault on Anderson's butt with his tongue.  "Wait till Matt Damon
hears about this, man will he be surprised."

"I think he needs to be invited to our next little session, "Anderson
added.

"It's a done deal," Ben said before he dove back into his favorite
activity.  Anderson was mighty glad he became a reporter now.

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