Date: Sun, 16 Jan 2005 03:12:38 -0500 From: Nicholas A Ryan <nickwhatever@juno.com> Subject: Anderson Cooper Investigates DISCLAIMER: The writer in no way questions the actual sexuality of the actors involved. Any situations and incidents are purely fictional and in no way reflect actual events. The writer also holds no license agreement to the following actors and/or movies that may be mentioned. All persons and films are a copy write and/or are the property of the people and films themselves. The author in no way holds or maintains any rights to films and actors. Anderson Cooper Investigates A Luxury Hotel in Florida Anderson Cooper perused the files in his hotel room. He couldn't believe his luck. The insider had phoned him only yesterday with news of his find. Cooper had been on a flight to Florida before the next morning. Now, holed up in his luxurious hotel suite, Cooper couldn't believe his eyes. The files were scandalous. Controversial to say the least, the sexy newscaster also found them to be......a turn on. The muscular Cooper tugged at his cock within his expensive slacks. He was getting a boner and needed to take care of it before he could seriously contemplate his investigative find. To hell with it, he thought. He tugged at his belt, unsnapped and unzipped the twill slacks. He tugged out his hard 10 inch cock. It was veiny with a bulbous red head. He jerked it. It bounced up against his flat stomach. A drop of pre-cum had already commenced. He gripped his shaft again, reading the papers thoroughly. He grinned a bit and began stroking his cock. >From the files of the National Enquirer: Articles deemed too controversial by the editors. Those behind the scenes moments we all expected to see: The Set of Deliverance, 1972; Burt Reynolds gazed at the script resting before him. Bare chested with a towel hung casually over his broad shoulders. The tightly clingy curls of his chest were still damp from his shower, his eraser tip nipples were erect....erect as the rest of his body. His fingers dug into the flesh of the waist he gripped before him. He thrust forward savagely and elicited a satisfying grunt. The grunt came from the figure crouched down on all fours before him. Butt muscles clenched around Reynolds buried cock simultaneously. Reynolds suddenly stilled. A cocky grin upturned his sensuous lips. A chuckle came low from his throat. "And the rednecks want to fuck Ned Beatty," his southern voice drawled. "Like hell." He slapped the ass before him. It was tight and bubbly, eliciting a stinging snap. "Ned Beatty my ass!" "No," Jon Voight panted, bent before Reynolds. "Ughhh....its my ass...." he panted as Reynolds thrust again. "The rednecks can have Beatty." Reynolds' 9 inch cock slid from Voight's tight bubble butt a bit, then slammed forward. "But your.....ass......is......mine." He increased the tempo of his thrusts. He loved the way his dick felt buried in the blonde actor's hole. Voight certainly knew how to work that tight hole. Christ, Reynolds reasoned, Voight was one mean ass power bottom. "I get your ass all the way," Reynolds slapped the ass again. Voight winced at the contact but tightened his colon around Reynolds' hard cock. "Fuck me!" He urged. "Fuck......yeahhhhhh.....I will." Reynolds slammed violently against Voight's butt cheeks. "Ughhhh.....take it........bitch!" "Ohhhhhhh," Voight purred as he backed to meet the other actor's thrusts. "Ughhhh....fuck yeah!" Sweat glistened from his smooth muscled body. He threw his head back, droplets of perspiration flung from the blonde strands. "Grrrrrrrrrrr" He gritted his teeth as Reynolds' fingers dug into the flesh of his waist. "Take it..........ughhhhh........yeahhhhh." Reynolds' chants were a mantra as he threw the meanest fuck he could remember. Voight was no pussy bottom like that John Davidson. Reynolds had hunted the lounge entertainer down after the slim blonde followed Reynolds' suite and posed nude for Cosmopolitan magazine. Of course, Reynolds couldn't deny that Davidson had a tight little butt. Voight was much more muscular that Reynolds normally topped, but the blonde muscle boi actor had wanted it so bad. He'd come to Reynolds' trailer already greased and lubed only an hour ago. It hadn't taken him long to bend over for Reynolds at all. "Shit yeahhhh," Voight gulped between breaths. He ground his ass even more tightly against Reynolds. Reynolds smiled, nodding his head, cocky as usual. "I'm getting close slut." He cajoled. "Well quit the damn talking and give it to me," Voight barked back over his shoulder. "Oh," Reynolds fucked harder, "I'll give it to you." And for the next several moments he ground and thrust forward against Voight as savagely as possibly. The only sound was the meting of flesh against flesh. But ultimately, "I'm.....going.....to.....cum," Reynolds breath was ragged and rivulets of perspiration ran his torso and hit Voight's ass with each thrust. "Shoot it! Feed it to me!" Voight ordered. "Breed my assssssssssss." "Here it comes.....ughhhhh.....yeahhhhh.....here........it.....is........fuckkkkkk kkkkkkkk," Reynolds' cock thickened and tensed and gizz exploded into Voight's hole. "Ughhhhhhhhhhhh," it was so powerful that it was soon seeping from Voight's hole despite the presence of Reynolds' still buried cock. In compliance, "Oooooooooohhhhhhh.......shitttttttttttt," Voight's own cock splattered a load on the trailer floor. "Damn," Reynolds chuckled and slapped Voight's ass. "You are one hot fuck." Voight smiled, "I told you. Now do you," he squeezed those butt muscles around Reynolds' still semi hard cock, "think that you'll take me for a ride again?" "We can take a ride together whenever you want." Reynolds cajoled. "Like....." the things Voight's rectum was doing to his cock was getting a rise quicker than even Reynolds had imagined. "Like right now you slut!" He chuckled again. Voight just nodded as Reynolds' thrust once more. Anderson Cooper jerked furiously as he flipped to the next pages of the files. His cock was enflamed and his balls churned. His heart rate was increasing and his breathing became labored. He was so close! He concentrated on the typed words upon the sheets of paper. The Set of Robin Hood, Prince of Thieves, 1991 "Yeah baby," Christian Slater's gravely voice purred as he plunged his 10 inch dick into Kevin Costner's tight round ass. "Mmmmmmmmmmmmm," Costner purred as he constricted his sphincter around the invasive member. "Take it," Slater thrust his dick deep into Costner's tight hole. Shit! Who would have believed that a respectable leading man would have bottomed out for a young upstart like Slater. He was damn lucky. "Ride my cock baby!" He yanked the elder man back harshly, burrowing his dick deeper. "Fuck yeahhhhhhhh!" "No," Costner corrected, thrusting back, "fuck me!" Slater reached forward over Costner's bent back and grabbed a tuft of hair tightly in his grasp. "Oh I'll fuck you bitch." He slammed harder. "Take it!" Costner bit his lip at the pain but still held tightly around Slater's dick. "More!" He growled. "Deeper!" Damn! Costner was a total bottom slut! This only revved Slater's libido. He fucked harder.....faster. He knew that he was going to come quicker than he liked. But hell, Costner would no doubt be begging for it again. "You ready?" He panted. Costner was a bit disappointed that Slater was going to shoot so quickly, but wanted it never the less. "Feed it to me daddy!" No sooner were the words out and Slater felt the tell tale tightening in his balls. "Ughhhhhh.......You bitchhhhhhhhhhh." A heavy load of spoog erupted from the shaft and filled Costner's hole. "Milk it bitchhhhhhh.......Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh.....fuckkkkkkkkkk......yeahhhhhh!" And Costner milked Slater for all it was worth. Those ass lips could have been mouth lips nursing Slater's leaking dick. And they held tight like a babe to a nipple; held tight until Slater shivered in aftermath. Anderson Cooper dropped the papers in abandon, concentrating on his hand pumping his hard cock. He pumped furiously imagining that he was fucking Jon Voight and Kevin Costner. His balls were churning. He was so close! His toes curled and his dick jerked tightly. "Ahhhhhhhhh Fuckkkkkkkkk," He gritted as his balls tightened. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhh," He growled as sticky ropes of cum boiled up out of his cock head and splattered up across the room. "Fuck Yeahhhhhh," he grunted as he jerked the last drops from his enflamed, glistening shaft. His breathing returned to normal as he nursed his spent cock. Fucking hot! He needed to dig up more secret files from the Enquirer offices, if not for his story, then certainly for getting off. Fucking awesome! He grinned and began to read the papers again.