Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2005 13:58:51 -0400
From: Nicholas A Ryan <nickwhatever@juno.com>
Subject: Anderson Cooper Investigates Part Seven

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
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Part Seven

Florida;

	The obscene sound of squishing filled the room as Anderson Cooper pumped
furiously on his hard cock.  The newsman slowed the pace and lifted a
bottle of hand lotion and squeezed more of the lotion out on the tip of
his cock.  With a grin, he began to lather the slick cream down around
his cock.
	"Mmmmm," he worshipped his 9 inch pecker with his large agile hands.  He
closed his eyes and leaned back against the piled pillows behind his back
and stroked at a slower pace.  "Oh yeahhhhhh," he hissed, "suck it
Braddddddd....."

	The National Enquirer Files,
	The set of Troy;

	Brad Pitt took a drag from his cigarette and then tossed Orlando Bloom a
second bottle of beer.  The Two actors were relaxing in Pitt's trailer
after a long day of filming.  Pitt exhaled and gazed at the upward
billowing smoke.
	Orlando Bloom twisted the top off of the bottle and lifted the amber
bottle to his lips.  It was pretty cool chillin' with Pitt.  The two had
grown pretty close over the months of filming.  He glanced at the man at
his side on the couch.
	"Pretty hard day today wasn't it?"
	Brad smiled and slowly nodded.  "No shit."  Brad concurred.  "These days
wear you out."
	Orlando eyed Pitt, he was wearing a pair of loose fitting shorts and a
wife beater.  "I bet it was hard pumping those muscles up for the film."
He commented.
	Pitt lifted a hand and absently rubbed one of his massive muscular
tanned arms.  "Mmmm," he shrugged, "not so bad."
	Orlando admired Brad's arms and powerful chest.  He admired Pitt's
muscularity as well as his nonchalant attitude toward his body.
Orlando's own upper body wasn't too shabby but not nearly as defined and
powerful as Pitt's.  Orlando shifted.  Damned if he wasn't throwing a
boner over it!
	"What was hell," Brad looked at him and winked, "was going without."
	Orlando shifted again, embarrassed by his hard on for another dude.
"Going without?"
	"Yeah," Pitt chuckled, "without.  Without sex," he emphasized."
	"Oh...yeah," Orlando agreed awkwardly.  "I know what you mean."
	"Shit!" Pitt chuckled again.  "These last few months have been
particularly hard.  I'm so damned horny.  What I wouldn't do for a blow
job right now."
	"Yeah," Orlando agreed weakly.  "Too bad Jen isn't here with us."
	"Jen," Pitt frowned.  Pitt burst out laughing.  "She can't suck cock
worth shit; doesn't even like to touch it."
	"Mmm," Orlando murmured stupidly.
	"Wish I knew if any fags were on the set."
	Orlando was startled by the comment.  "Fags?"
	"Yeah," he murmured reaching out and putting out his cigarette in the
ashtray on the coffee table before them.  "Give the best head," he
commented, "better than any bitch I've been with."
	"Really?" Orlando asked in disbelief.
	Pitt nodded.  "Damn good cock suckers."
	"No shit!"  Orlando toyed with his beer bottle imagining a gay dude down
on his knees going between his and Pitt's cock.  Orlando lowered a hand
and rearranged his straining cock.
	Pitt caught the action from the corner of his eyes and smiled broadly.
"You never been sucked off by another dude?"
	"No!" Orlando replied indignantly.  He was no fag.  So why was the idea
of going down on Pitt filling his mind?
	"Don't know what your missing."  Pitt pressed.  "Hell, I've gone down on
a dude or two myself."
	Now that totally surprised Orlando.  "Huh?  When?  Who?"  He spluttered.
 But then he sobered.  "Sorry dude, it isn't my business."
	"No sweat dude," Pitt smiled, "I don't mind telling you as long as it
stays between us."
	"Yeah?"  Orlando tried to sound bored but he was dying to know the
details.
	Pitt lowered a hand and rearranged his cock, it was quickly lengthening.
 "Lets just say that there were some behind the scenes sex scenes between
Louis and Lestat from Interview with A Vampire."
	"Tom Cruise," Orlando's eyes widened.  So the rumors were true.  "No
shit?"
	Pitt nodded.  "First cock I ever sucked."
	"Bull shit!"  Orlando scoffed.  "You don't know the first thing about
sucking cock."
	Pitt turned a bit.  "Think so?" he challenged.
	"Oh come on Brad, cut the shit," but Orlando was more turned on than
ever.
	Pitt looked at him a moment and then abruptly reached across the couch
and started pulling at the shorts around Orlando's waist.  Orlando was
paralyzed in stunned silence as Pitt hauled his engorged 9 inch cock from
his shorts and jerked it slowly.  Pitt wouldn't suck him.  He just
couldn't.  Stroking him was one thing, but sucking him.....
	Orlando blinked at what seemed as if in slow motion; Brad Pitt bent
opening his mouth wide.  Pitt locked his lips around Orlando's throbbing
cock and slid them all the way down the length until his nose brushed
Bloom's pubes.
	Pitt looked at him intently as he began to suck hard, running his tongue
the length of Bloom's shaft, bathing it in his saliva.
	"Ohhhhhh yeahhhhh," Orlando released in a hiss.
	Pitt pulled the cock almost entirely from his mouth but stopped short,
the head solely in his mouth.  He snorted loudly, stretched his mouth
wide and took the hot cock all the way down again.  His throat muscles
convulsed around the veiny cock.  Orlando couldn't believe that Brad Pitt
was deep throating him.  Orlando leaned back, spread his legs a bit and
allowed Pitt more access.  Pitt moved down from the couch, without
pulling Orlando's cock from his mouth, crawled between his costar's legs
and took the shaft back down to the hilt.  He slurped loudly and his
Adam's apple bobbed as he sucked and lathed the cock with his tongue.
	"Damn Brad," Orlando hissed, "that feels soooooo goodddddddd."
	"Mumnph Umnph," Brad gurgled around the thick cock.  His head bobbed
faster, his hair, a curtain of ash blonde tresses.
	Orlando reached out and grasped Pitt's head, encouraging him.  "Suck it,
Braddddd," he expelled his hot breath.  "Suck my big cockkkkkkkk."
	Brad ran his hands up Orlando's muscular thighs and slurped hungrily on
the thick cock filling his mouth and throat.  His lips were tight and wet
as they slid up and down the shaft's length.  Orlando bucked his hips up
and Pitt snorted loudly as he gasped and controlled his gag reflex.  As
Pitt sucked, a string of saliva dripped from between the suction of his
lips and Bloom's pulsing cock.
	"Oooooooooo," Orlando withered back against the couch.
	Pitt pulled the cock from his lips and then slid back down the length of
the shaft.  He held the entire cock down his throat for several minutes,
rubbing his nose in Bloom's pubes before resuming the piston sucking
action of going up and down the length.
	Orlando's balls were churning.  He'd been without sex for weeks and knew
he couldn't hold out much longer, no matter how much he wished to.
	Pitt's cheeks were sallow as he sucked and sucked.  He wanted to eat
Bloom's load and he wanted to make sure his costar couldn't or wouldn't
pull out, out of some sort of feigned masculine courtesy.  There was
little chance of that as Orlando's body was rocked by a shiver and his
balls tightened.
	"Fuckkkkkkkkkkk!" He gritted as his cock jerked in Pitt's mouth and his
piss slit exploded a hot rush of thick ropey spoog in Pitt's mouth.  Pitt
drank hungrily as Bloom shot rope after rope of salty liquid across his
tongue and down his throat.  "Yeahhhhhhhh," Bloom bucked his hips higher
as his cock drained the last drops down Pitt's swallowing throat.
	Bloom was gasping for breath as Pitt licked and sucked the length of
Bloom's shaft clean.  When the cock was spent, Pitt pulled the cock from
his mouth and looked up at Bloom with a wry grin.
	"Not bad was it?"  He challenged.
	Bloom laughed between deep breaths.  "No," he shook his head.  "Fuck
no!"
	Pitt nodded his head in satisfaction.  "Willing to give it a try
yourself?"  Pitt offered.
	Orlando blinked in surprise but quickly smiled at the idea.  "Yeah."
	Pitt moved back up on the couch and pulled his throbbing 10 inch cock
from his shorts.  Pitt stroked it slowly and Orlando admired it.
	"Well?" Pitt hedged.
	His gaze glued on the throbbing hard on, Bloom slid from the couch and
moved awkwardly between Pitt's outstretched legs.
	"Come on Orlando," Pitt teased, "suck my cock."
	Orlando hesitated a moment, but then opened his mouth and slowly lowered
his head toward the hard inviting cock.......

	"Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" Anderson Cooper bucked his hips.  His balls
tightened and streams of hot cum erupted from the head of his cock.
"Christttttttttttt," he pumped furiously the loads of cum from his hard
red cock.  The bulbous head glistened as his piss slit stretched for the
furious ropes that splattered across the bed to the floor.   "Ohhhhh
yeahhhhhh," his hands moved furiously along the length of his shaft,
milking the last strings of ropey spoog.
	Anderson collapsed down upon the bed gasping for breath.  This weekend
was going to wear him out......but who gave a fuck!  He wouldn't stop
until his cock was raw and sore. Until then......

to be continued.......