Date: Thu, 7 Sep 2006 23:05:24 -0500
From: Nicholas A Ryan <nickwhatever@juno.com>
Subject: Anderson Cooper Investigates Part  Fifteen

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actors involved. Any situations and incidents are purely fictional and in
no way reflect actual events. The writer also holds no license agreement
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Part Fifteen
On the Set of Will and Grace;

	Actor Eric McCormack checked the recording device hidden in the plant on
the entertainment center before he walked to the door to answer the bell.
 He pulled it open and grinned at his new costar Sean Hayes.
	"Hey Sean," McCormack greeted, "I'm glad you could make it."
	Sean nodded, "no problem."
	"Come in," McCormack ushered and watched Sean move forward, his eyes
riveted to Sean's tight bubble butt.  McCormack's cock stirred.  The
actor was very much trade, using his body to get ahead in Hollywood.
However, every now and then he fucked around with a dude merely for the
pleasure.  This was going to be one of those times.
	Sean felt a bit awkward on McCormack's apartment.  When he'd met
McCormack at the show's auditions he'd immediately been riveted by how
hot his costar was.  After being cast, he'd found it an effort not to
throw a boner every time he saw McCormack.  And now he was here, against
his better judgement, in his present wet-dream's apartment.
	"Have a seat," McCormack indicated the couch.  Hayes obliged, sinking
down upon the plush sofa.  "Would you like a drink?"  McCormack offered.
	"No," Hayes shook his head.  "Um, on the phone you mentioned problems
with the script."
	"Oh," McCormack smiled, taking a seat next to Hayes on the couch.  A bit
too close for Hayes taste.  "Yes."  McCormack sat back and spread his
legs a bit, deliberately rubbing his calf against Hayes.
	Hayes moved it away as naturally as possible despite the now raging
boner it elicited.  He lowered his arms and tried to rest his hands in a
manner that would shield his reaction.  "So," he cleared his throat.
"What were you having problems with?"
	"Well," McCormack slowly began.  "It's the entire gay thing."
	Hayes tensed a bit.  "You have a problem playing gay?"
	"No," McCormack chuckled, "not at all," and he patted Hayes thigh with
his hand for effect.  "Its just, I studied with Uta Hagen and she
stressed method acting."  Hayes looked him warily.  "And," he offered
confidentially, "the fact of the matter is; how can I play gay when I
don't even know what it feels like?"
	"Feels like?" Hayes parroted.
	"Yeah," McCormack shrugged.  "They might call for me to do some sort of
love scene with another actor...."
	"I hardly think that a sitcom would have a sex scene," Hayes awkwardly
interjected.
	"Well, a kiss then.  I won't know how to really emote it realistically."
	"Oh," Hayes replied nervously.  "And you need me to...."
	"To really understand it."  McCormack looked at him with as much
innocence as he could muster.
	"A kiss between men is no different than a kiss with a woman," Hayes was
deliberately off hand hoping McCormack would drop this thread of
conversation.
	"Well," McCormack grinned again, "its not exactly the same."
	Hayes laughed awkwardly, "what do you want; a demonstration?"
	"Well," McCormack deliberately hedged in feigned uncertainty, "if you're
up for it, I could try."
	Hayes gulped and looked at McCormack a bit wide eyed.
	"Hmmm," McCormack pressed.
	Hayes nodded silently.  He balled his hands nervously search for a way
to do this as innocently as possible.  "S...sure."
	"Alright then," McCormack smiled.  Hayes sat silently dumbfounded.
"Well," McCormack hedged.
	"Um, well," Hayes bit his lower lip.  "I guess it would be like this,"
and he moved and quickly pecked McCormack's lips with his own.
	"That was hardly the way a man would kiss a woman," McCormack scoffed.
	Hayes turned awkwardly on the couch.  "You're right.  It.....would be
more like this."  Hayes limply rested his hands on McCormack's waist and
pressed his lips against McCormack's.  Hayes fought not to deepen the
kiss, but when he felt the tip of McCormack's tongue run across his lips
he pulled away.
	"I think that I get it." McCormack nodded in contemplation.  "So, if you
were my lover," McCormack reached out and hauled Hayes by the waist
across his lap, "I'd have you like this."  Hayes was in stunned silence.
"And maybe I'd have one of my hands like this," and McCormack moved the
hand closest to Hayes back and slid it down beneath the waist band of
Hayes slacks.  His fingers gently rubbed the slight curve of one of
Hayes' butt cheeks.  "And I'd kiss you like this."  He dipped his head
and really kissed his costar, hungrily, prying Hayes lips apart with his
tongue.
	Hayes was unresponsive until McCormack's tongue touched his own.  With a
groan, he lifted his hands to McCormack's shoulders and clung to him as
their tongues danced and curled together.  Hayes purred and sighed and
McCormack used his free hand to haul him closer until their chests were
slightly touching.
	After several minutes McCormack reluctantly lifted his head.  There was
more to do.  "The next lesson," McCormack gently urged Hayes off his lap
next to him again.  Hayes was disappointed and McCormack could easily
read the expression across his face.  He felt more confident.  McCormack
moved his hands to his waist and pulled open the fly of his jeans.  Hayes
watched in mute silence.  "What does a blow job feel like."
	Hayes was shaken from his sexual stupor by precaution.  "Eric," his
throat was dry.  He wanted to suck McCormack off more than anything.
"You what a blow job feels like."
	"No," McCormack lied, "I don't."
	Hayes narrowed his eyes speculatively.  "You've never had a blow job
before?"  McCormack shook his head.  Hayes scoffed.  "You're bull
shitting me."
	"No, I'm really serious," McCormack insisted.  And just to prove his
point he pushed his slacks down a bit to expose that he had no underwear
on.  His pubes were neatly trimmed and the cock that he pulled out was
long, thick and hard.  He gripped the veiny flesh tube at the base.  "Do
this look like I'm kidding?"
	Hayes looked at the enflamed shaft.  He was hypnotized by its beauty and
size.  It was at least ten inches long and about the width of a beer can.
 And it curved slightly, Hayes mentally noting that it would fit
beautiful in his mouth and throat.
	McCormack was pleased by the look in his costar's eyes.  Lifting the
hand closest to Hayes, he touched the base of his costar's neck and drew
him down to his cock.  As he drew closer, Hayes noted the ooz of pre-cum
escaping McCormack's piss slit.  It rolled a bit down the bulbous head
and slowly dribbled down in the air.  Hayes quickly thrust his tongue out
and caught the clear liquid.  McCormack nodded and satisfaction and
pushed Hayes head closer.  Hayes licked the red spongy head and suckled
more of the leaking pre-cum.  Hayes noted a thick vein running down the
length of McCormack's shaft and ran the tip of his tongue along the
pulsing vessel.  Hayes licked up on the flat of McCormack's pelvis before
dragging his tongue back up to the head.  He licked it like a lollipop,
tracing the ridge with the tip of his tongue.  He flecked at the
underside of the head and McCormack trembled in response.
	"Suck it," McCormack urged in a hoarse whisper.  "Show me what a great
cock sucker you are."
	Hayes puckered his lips and kissed the cock head slurping in more of the
leaking pre cum before opening his mouth and taking in the shaft.  His
lips sucked hard on the shaft as he slipped them further along taking the
shaft deeper and deeper.
	"That's it," McCormack hissed reaching down and holding on to Hayes'
head.
	Hayes twirled his tongue around the pulsing staff of flesh feeling every
inch of the hot flesh.  He took it all the way down, snorting loudly as
his nose brushed McCormack's trimmed pubes.  He slurped loudly and held
the entire length in his mouth for several seconds before running his
lips back up to the head.  McCormack's shaft glistened with Hayes
spittle.  He swirled his tongue around the head again.  When he lowered
to take in the entire length again, McCormack bucked his hips up.  Hayes
snorted again as the spongy head touched the back of his throat.  He
sucked loudly and moved his hands along McCormack's thighs pushing the
slacks further down his costar's legs.  Hayes rubbed his nose in the
pubes and sniffed in McCormack's musky sent.  He was conscious of his own
rock hard cock straining in his jeans.  His own cock was leaking pre-cum
and a wet circle was appearing on his pants.
	McCormack nodded the wet spot and grinned.  "I think that I get it."  He
pantomimed as he sat forward a bit and grasped Hayes by the waist.  With
barely a disturbance to his costar's suction on his throbbing cock,
McCormack twisted Hayes around upside down.  He leaned back bringing
Hayes legs with him until that bent and the knees rested partially on his
shoulders and the back of the couch.
	"Let me try," McCormack said concentrating on tugging open Hayes slacks.
 He pushed them up a bit on Hayes inverted legs and then pushed at the
waist band of Hayes BVDs.  Hayes' hard cock sprung free, the head nearly
touching McCormack's lips.  Pre-cum glistened at the tip of the head, a
drop clinging from the piss slit.  "Like this," McCormack licked the
pre-cum from Hayes' cock head.  "Right?"
	"Mnph," Hayes gurgled, concentrating on the thick cock stuffed down his
throat.
	"Now," McCormack gripped Hayes at the base of the cock and slowly
slipped the cock head between his lips.  "Mmmmmmm," McCormack bathed the
spongy flamed head with spittle with his tongue, sucking and lapping more
of the pre-cum.
	Hayes shivered at the warm wet mouth slowly sucking his shaft in.  With
the pleasure that McCormack was giving him, he was all the more
determined to bring McCormack to the edge.  He sucked harder and sucked
the veiny staff in and out of his mouth.  McCormack bucked his hips and
began face fucking him in response.  While he took in more of Hayes cock
between his lips.  He felt a vein along the shaft pulse against his lips.
 He sucked hard while playing with Hayes balls.  He gently rolled them,
focused on the large gonads as he deep throated Hayes hard shaft.  He
held the shaft easily down his throat while his gaze moved further past
Hayes balls.  Eagerly he pushed Hayes slacks and shorts further along his
legs until the were up near his inverted ankles.  McCormack looked at
Hayes round smooth bubble butt.  He ran his palms along each cheek and
pulled them apart exposing Hayes pink pucker.  It twitched and winked at
McCormack's intense gaze.
	Hayes was semiconscious of his butt being exposed.  He continued sucking
McCormack even when McCormack allowed Hayes cock to slip from his mouth.
	"Can I fuck you?"
	Hayes stilled his mouth on the hard shaft at his costar's' question.


	"Holy fuck!"
	Anderson Cooper paused the video in the VCR.  He was sprawled out naked
on his sofa, legs resting upon the coffee table.  His hand gripped the
base of a cock-it wasn't his own.  But another hand gripped his own.  He
moved his leg a bit, dragging the recent National Enquirer between his
foot and the table.  His foot brushed another man's bare foot.  He
glanced at his buddy.
	Newscaster Brian Williams was sprawled out next to his fuck buddy,
equally naked with Cooper's hand wrapped around his hard ten inch cock.
His own hand gripped Cooper's nine and one half in shaft.
	"Pretty damn hot, hunh?" Cooper tugged on Williams cock.
	"Damn hot," Williams returned the gesture on Cooper's shaft.
	With his free hand Cooper gripped the VCR remote and fast forwarded the
tape.  "Wait until you see this."

	Sean Hayes was sprawled down along Eric McCormack's coffee table flat on
his stomach.  His butt was elevated a bit and McCormack was on his knees
on the floor lining up his cock with the valley of Hayes bubble butt.
McCormack nudged his cock head deeper between the cheeks until it nudged
Hayes quivering ring.
	Hayes gripped the opposite end of the coffee table with his hands,
preparing for the fuck.  He felt McCormack grip him at the hips and bit
his lip waiting for........"Ughhhhhhhh!"
	In one full thrust, McCormack buried the entire length of his shaft
within Hayes hot chute.  He was pleased when he felt Hayes rectum muscles
clench and squeeze around his thick buried cock.  "Tight ass pussy!"  He
complimented.
	"Fuck me!"  Hayes called back impatiently.
	"Yeah?" McCormack swatted Hayes bubbly butt.
	"Yeah," he winced at the sting.
	McCormack pulled from Hayes quivering chute and slammed forward again
roughly.  He repeated the piston motion.
	"Harder!"  Hayes pushed his butt back to meet McCormack's thrusts.
	McCormack obliged and was soon drilling Hayes' ass with a rapid rhythm.
His balls slapped against Hayes butt and as he thrust harder and deeper
the coffee table shook with the vibrations of McCormack against Hayes.
	Hayes thrust back and wiggled his butt as the thick shaft assaulted his
hole.  He bit his lips as the thrusts grew faster and deeper.  "Ughhhh,"
he grunted as the shaft massaged his prostate.  His own cock was hard,
flat between the table top and his stomach.  It rubbed against the wood
with each of McCormack's heavy cleaves.  Initially the friction against
the table stung but soon his cock grew accustomed to the surface and
twitched and throbbed , his balls churning.
	McCormack's knees were getting rug burns but he was oblivious.  All he
could think of and feel was Hayes tight warm pussy constricting around
his shaft with each heavy thrust.  He watched his cock slide in and out
from between Hayes pink ass lips, puckering with each backward movement
and swallowing his throbbing cock with each forward movement.  McCormack
was pleased that Hayes was such a good fuck.
	"Yeah," he rasped slapping Hayes butt cheeks again.  "Tight little
pussy!"
	Hayes whimpered at the intensity of McCormack's shaft stretching out his
hole.  His own cock was dribbling pre-cum upon the coffee table and it
was smearing against his stomach.
	"You love my cock," McCormack panted increasing his pace.  "Yeah!  Take
this cock!  Take it!"  He slapped Hayes ass cheeks again.
	"Mmmmm," Hayes bit his lip as his balls tightened and his cock spasmed
between the coffee table and his stomach.  He gritted his teeth as cum
was forced from his cock head, his stomach further smearing the spoog
with each of McCormack's heavy forward thrusts.
	"You....want....it?"  McCormack chanted piston pumping Hayes' ass and
getting close.  "Your....ass....wants....to.....drink...it!"  He banged
harder against the coffee table, his fingers digging into the flesh at
Hayes' hips.  "Oh.....yeah!"  McCormack's legs tensed and his cock jerked
ands thrust.  "Take......thisssssssssssssssssss," McCormack gritted as he
pumped loads and loads of spoog up his costar's hungry ass.
"Drink....it....with.....your.......asssssssssss!"  McCormack's piss slit
expanded further as a second wave of spoog erupted just as the initial
slowed.  "Fuckin' ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy," McCormack hauled Hayes closer and
kept his cock buried within the quivering sucking chute until the wave
subsided and the last spurts of cum were forced from his spent cock.

	"Fuck!" Cooper paused the tape again and worked Williams cock faster.
	"Luv your fat cock bro'" Williams enthused as he pumped Cooper's shaft
with equal force.
	"Yeahhhh," Cooper enthused pumping Williams throbbing shaft.  The veins
pulsed against his palm and fingers.  He bucked his own hips against
Williams rapid strokes against his own cock.
	"Close," Williams panted.  Cooper nodded as he felt his own balls churn.
 "Here...it....comesssssssssssssss," Williams' legs tensed and his cock
jerked in Cooper's grip.  The head flared and ropes of cum sprung free.
	"Shoot.....it.....dude!"  Cooper encouraged as his balls tightened,
thighs tensed and his cock head pulsed.  "Fuck yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh,"
Cooper growled as cum shot like a volcano into the air.
	Both men groaned and pumped the other's cock as the ropes of cum
splattered across the floor to land upon the coffee table.  They pumped
and bucked ropes and ropes until the spasms subsided and they slumped
upon the couch in exhaustion.  Cum was splattered all over the table,
with drops of cum across the National Enquirer Headline; 'Secret sex tape
of gay and straight sitcom costars discovered!'

to be continued.......