Date: Mon, 22 Aug 2005 23:57:44 -0400
From: James Branson <jimryyan@hotmail.com>
Subject: Battle of the Network Reality Stars part 1

BotNRS belongs to Bravo/NBC, not to me. This is a work of fiction, please
keep that in mind. Only read this if you are over 18. If you want to see
another chapter with some other hotties, please let me know. PLEASE use
condoms and practice responsible sex in your everyday life. This is not
reality.

9999

Theo was fucking horny. A single, hard tower of raging purple flesh consumed
his every cell. He was still in his 20's and his floppy bangs, smooth
muscular body, sweet yet dirty smile and his 9 inch dick always drew in the
ladies. Unfortunately, most of the women he co-starred with on Battle of the
Network Reality Stars were married, frigid, butt-ugly, or a combination of
the three. He'd originally planned to save all his sexual energy up for the
athletic competitions, but he was about to explode.

Just as he was about to leave the bedroom to jerk off in the john, Bradford
walked in. Theo had seen Bradford on "The Apprentice" last year. He was a
cocky, sexist fucker, but his smirk and his bald head and tight, furry body
made him an impressive figure. And that plump ass bursting out of his boxers
didn't hurt. Bradford, like Theo, was ready for bed but was so horny.

"You look like you're about to hammer nails, Baldford."

Bradford smirked in self-deprication, and looked down at his 6 1/2 inches.
He was leaking through the cotton fabric.

"Hey dude, it's all this sports. Just gets me flowing, y'know?"

Theo licked his lips. All the while, Bradford was trying not to openly ogle
Theo's tightie whitie clad middle, but that bubble butt and that huge banana
in the front were making it hard, in more ways than one. Those briefs were
so tight you could count the hairs in Theo's crack.

"Yeah. Apparently so. Hey, you like what i got? Yeah, I think you do."

Bradford blushed. A head to toe blush that showed up even through his furry,
muscled pecs and flat six-pack.

"Don't get upset, dude, we aren't homo or anything. We're just admiring each
other. Geez, Baldford, it's so nice to see one guy around here that don't
wax himself raw. You look like a real man. Real hot."

Bradford blushed again. And much to his embarrassment, his hard meat was now
poking through his shorts. Theo was impressed at the girth. He got an idea.
But guys like Bradford were so squirmy and nervous. Better to act than to
just talk.

Theo shucked his tightie whities and moved closer to Bradford. Before Brad
could react, Theo was rubbing the heads of their shafts together. The turgid
flesh slid against each other, and soon began to sloppily kiss. Theo's
mushroom head and the touch of flesh against flesh sent such sparks through
Bradford all he could do was whimper. His knees buckled.

Theo solved that problem by grabbing him in a rough kiss. He liked the
stubble against his baby face. Brad's boxers were kicked down and the men
drowned themselves in an orgy of hands and tongues. Bradford prided himself
on being a ladies man, but he had never felt more desired or more aroused as
he did when Theo kissed down his hairy body and took him in his mouth. The
way Theo knew how to use his lips and tongue, Bradford knew he'd done this
before. A part of Bradford wanted to return the favor, but before he could
respond, Theo pushed him against the bed, his fur-dusted ass wagging in the
air. Theo told him to stroke himself. Bradford, confused, did so, only to
groan in shock and sheer pleasure when a thick tongue invaded his newly
spread cheeks. No woman had ever touched him there before. He'd only dared
to finger himself once, in the shower, and he'd felt so ashamed. But this,
the tongue silkily invading his tight anal ring and a finger freeing him up,
was the most erotic jolt he'd ever experienced. He had always been a bit
bored by the actual act of sex, but not tonight. And then when Theo found
his prostate, he screamed so loud Theo had to shove his face into a pillow.
He came bucketloads all over the sheet and his hirsute chest.

"Keep it down!" Theo hissed as he grabbed some lube out of the drawer and
slathed up his cock.

"Wh-What are you...do you want me to touch you?" a bewildered Bradford asked
as he came back down to earth.

"Not the way you think, Baldford," Theo grinned as he sent Bradford right
back to the clouds, his legs thrown over Theo's manly yet boyish shoulders.

Before Bradford could fully react, Theo's bulbous head began to puncture his
tight hole.

"Oh no, no no no I can't I'm a man I..."

Theo drowned him out with a kiss, this one as soothing and soft as the
earlier one had been violent. There was no domination, no posing, as had
been the case with Bradford and his girlfriends. This was pure lust, pure
admiration. Bradford began to lose himself in the sensations, the steady in
and out of Theo's cherrybuster. His own chubby club began to swell again,
and he pinched his nipples and the base of his cock as Theo plowed him. Theo
began to suck Bradford's toes, surprised at what sexy feet Brad had.
Everything about Brad was sexy, that milkmaster ass most of all.

"Are you gonna pull out?", Bradford panted. He was so close now. They both
were.

"You tell me," Theo panted.

Bradford almost said yes. It was the logical thing to do. But his dick felt
so good in a woman's ass. He had always wondered what it felt like for her,
to have all that cum shooting inside her most private, delicate area. Theo's
dick, so strong and vibrant, hummed inside Brad's ass.

"No. No, baby, don't pull out. Let me feel it."

That was what Theo wanted to hear. He started thrusting again, sharp and
direct against that bulging prostate. He used his dirty talk to tell
Bradford how tight his hole was and how perfect he was for breeding.
Bradford began to moan again, guttural sounds of pure, blind pleasure as his
whole body shook. His legs were now over his head and Theo was
jackhammering, pistoning him through the mattress. Finally, Bradford could
take no more and his cock exploded, a torrent of man-juice all over his
goattee, his nose, eyes, those sexy lips too. The vise grip was all Theo
needed to blow his own load inside that tight, hot velvet glove. The world
became one cock and one ass, no one else invited to attend. That cum filling
his ass, leaking out of his hole, was a feeling Bradford would remember the
rest of his life.

Theo fell over on top of Bradford. Their sweaty, semen-drenched bodies stuck
together in a pungent, salty glue as they kissed, panted, sighed, licked,
suckled each other, and finally laid in each other's arms. What a night.

But a sharp clearing of the throat from the third man to arrive in the
bedroom jolted them up, and told them the night was just about to begin...