Date: Thu, 26 Jun 2003 14:04:31 -0700
From: Backlash29 x <backlash29@hotmail.com>
Subject: seann-and-justin-2

Disclaimer: This story is about men having sex with men. If that's not your
thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author has no
knowledge of Seann William Scott's, Justin Timberlake's, or or any other
celebrity's sexuality, and has written this purely as a work of erotic
fantasy fiction. Enjoy!

SEANN AND JUSTIN AT THE AWARDS

by Backlash29

Chapter 2

By popular demand...here is a continuation of the story. When last we saw
our heroes, Seann William Scott and Justin Timberlake, they were upstairs at
Shrine Auditorium, getting stoned and swapping blowjobs. Then Seann, who is
a slutty bottom, got on all fours and backed-up his ass onto Justin's
massive 12-inch tool. Justin power-fucked Seann's asshole until they both
came, and when they did, they realized that Paul Walker, Tyrese, Josh
Hartnett and Colin Farrell had been watching from the doorway, waiting to
join in...

"Don't worry, no one's looking for you horndogs just yet," Tyrese said in a
low, sexy rumble, as he fondled his crotch suggestively. "Paul just told us
how fine Seann's ass was, and we decided we wanted some, too!"

Justin figured these guys were all tops, although Josh took cocks up his
butt if he was stoned enough. This was good news, as Justin was craving a
good hard fuck himself. And there was another chaise lounge nearby...that
made for two tops each to service him and his smoldering co-host. They could
each take four more loads up their asses before anyone ever missed them at
the rehearsal downstairs.

"Let's get started, then," Justin said excitedly, falling onto his back on
the other lounge, spreading his lithe legs, and motioning the mega-hung Paul
over to join him. As Paul eased his gigantic rod into Justin, Colin knelt at
Seann's hole and licked out all of Justin's fresh cum, getting it ready for
his cock. Josh then dropped to his knees next to Tyrese in the doorway,
opened the black stud's slacks, and starting giving him head.

* * *

Justin was very pleased, to say the least, to feel Paul's legendary 14-inch
cock reaming his tight boy-band asshole. The shaft was as thick as Justin's
wrist, and as it plowed in and out of him, it pulled the walls of his ass
wide apart, stretching it to limits that gave Justin intense pleasure. He
loved feeling Paul's massive cock bang in and out of his horny hole. He
looked up hungrily at Paul, visible between his sexy splayed legs, and
breathlessly begged the handsome stud to fuck him harder, fill his asshole,
never stop, give him more...

Paul was happy to oblige. He'd wanted to bang Justin's fine ass ever since
the young singer had transformed himself a few years earlier, with his hot
short haircut and lightly cut, muscley little bod. Justin was Paul's
favorite kind of boi to screw: cute, attitude, with fresh little muscles and
a fuckable butt that knows good dick when it feels it. Not many boys were up
to Paul's incredible fourteen inches--even the sluttiest ones could usually
only take him a little over half-way in, in part because his cock was overly
thick as well as very long. But Paul had heard from other mega-hung stars in
the business (Jason Priestley and Brad Pitt, to name a few) that Justin's
talented ass could handle any size cock they saw fit to introduce to it.

As Paul slammed ceaselessly in and out of his hungry ass, Justin
concentrated on keeping his hands at his sides, and not touching his own
twelve-inch rod, which was currently rock-hard once again and spitting
pre-cum all over his tight belly. He knew if he jerked himself even a couple
of strokes that his orgasm would hit him. That's how amazing Paul's
telephone pole dick felt going in and out of his ass right now.

Justin tried to recall the last time he'd had a cock even close to this size
up inside him. He wasn't sure. About a month before, he'd been gang-fucked
at a party by a bunch of NFL quarterbacks, including Kerry Collins, Scott
Covington, Chris Redman, Drew Brees, Chad Pennington, and Tom Brady. Some of
those guys were very well-hung, especially Tom and Scott who each sported
over a foot of jock meat, and all of them pumped huge loads of sperm into
Justin's ass, turned on by the hot young pop star offering his butt so
willingly to their NFL meat. But Paul's cock had them all beat. Probably not
since Justin was power-fucked by those 22-year-old identical twin N'Sync
fans in Ohio had he felt this stuffed. Each of the brothers had 15 inches;
they'd spent a memorable night in Justin's hotel room, feeding him cock and
loads at both ends.

Ah, the charmed life of a hot young boy-band superstar. Justin had always
taken to fame quite well.

* * *

Somewhat newer to the celebrity thing, Seann still couldn't believe how fun
and easy it was to get cocks for his insatiable slutty ass. Back in high
school in Minnesota, he'd been fucked regularly by all the other jocks on
his team, but once he moved to LA to follow his acting dream he went through
a sexual dry spell. He was just another pretty face (and ass) and so finding
boys and men to use him sexually had required a lot of resourcefulness. He
found out quickly enough about the glory holes on the UCLA campus where he
could practice his blowjob skills and back up his sweet ass onto any number
of anonymous dicks, day or night. That did the trick for a while, but he
really craved a gang-bang. So he set one up through a friend, but the
turn-out was spotty, and even though Seann got ten big cocks and twenty
loads up his hole that evening, most of the guys were somewhat older and
less attractive than he was hoping for.

Then came "American Pie" followed by "Dude, Where's My Car?" and everything
changed. For one thing, his co-star in the latter was the dreamy prime-time
sexpot Ashton Kutcher, he of the brooding looks and the sensuous fuckable
lips. Within 24 hours of their first meeting, Ashton was using those lips to
suck tenderly on Seann's twitching butt hole, and minutes later Ashton was
power-slamming the hunky little slut-bottom with his nine-inch pole. Ashton
came once in Seann after only a few minutes, but the sex-starved bitch-boi
whined and begged for more, and so he ended up pile-driving that ass all
night until Seann was satisfied.

They got together regularly after that, both on and off the set of their
movie, and Ashton introduced Seann to some of his fuck-friends. These were
mostly straight studs in the business who liked watching Ashton suck them
off, but as Seann befriended each of them, he was able to score some
converts to the art of male fucking. Soon, Seann was getting boned most
nights of the week by beautiful Hollywood-area young men.

Fame, brought on by the success of his first movies, simply upped the ante.
Now days, Seann could get just about any cock he wanted--and he wanted it
often. His house was well-known among both famous and non-famous Hollywood
types as a place where hot men could go to get stoned and to drain their
loads into a cock-hungry bottom. Ryan Phillippe, who lived less than a mile
away, was still the #1 slut bottom of the industry, taking cocks and loads
all hours of the day (some would say at the cost of his career)--but Seann
occupied a status just barely below that. Connoisseurs of celebrity ass knew
the subtle differences between them, too: Seann had a hairier, manlier ass,
and he was more verbal, shouting at tops to fuck him harder. Ryan was more
hairless and passive, generally only sighing and moaning softly as cocks
plowed his hole.

Now, Seann was on his knees in a room full of Hollywood and music industry
studs. Justin Timberlake's fresh cum was pouring out his slutty hole, and
Colin Farrell was gently licking it up. Colin, probably the #1 sexiest and
most famous movie star of the moment, was rimming Seann's well-fucked
asshole, and was probably--no, definitely--going to follow up by fucking
that sweet ass himself. Not only that, but another stud new on the Hollywood
scene, Paul Walker--who was currently deep-dicking Justin's boi-butt on the
bench nearby, had also slammed his enormous cock into Seann's ass not more
than three hours previous, and finished with a huge eruption of fresh spunk
that coated Seann's inner fuck tube all the way to his belly.

Yes, fame had brought great fortune to Seann William Scott. He was now a
celebrity and a wonton fuck-whore who took men's cocks constantly. He hoped
this good fortune would last for many years to come.

* * *

Colin sighed with pleasure, a sort of half-humming half-breathless groan, as
he lapped away at Seann's butt like a kitten licking up milk from a bowl.
Although he was famous for his utter masculinity and his cocky heterosexual
demeanor, the simple and basic truth was that he was a pure slut, and he
happily engaged in any sexual activity that would bring him pleasure and
satisfaction, with men, women, or (frequently) both. His uncut eight-inch
dick required constant attention, and so he kept it stimulated through his
frequent dalliances. Fortunately, many opportunities presented themselves to
this stud, and he generally managed to fuck a different girl nearly every
night of the week. But even that wasn't usually enough sex to keep him
happy. His throbbing cock demanded release throughout each day. And so he
was specially tuned-in to casual encounters, chances to get off with a spare
five or ten minutes between his day-to-day obligations. Often, this meant
getting his cock sucked by a fan. Or, he himself would
suck cock or eat pussy. Sometimes he was lucky enough to sink his hard rod
into a girl's cunt for a few minutes, just long enough to get off. And
sometimes he'd encounter a stud who insisted on fucking him, and like the
slut he was, Colin would drop trou and bend over, beating off his
ever-raging hard-on while taking the stud's cock up his sweet ass.

Eating pussy was Colin's favorite activity, and male pussy or female pussy
didn't so much matter. As a bonus, he liked the taste of men's cum, so
eating any pussy that had recently been pumped full of it was a particular
delight to him. When he and the others had arrived on the scene and watched
Justin in the climactic throes of pumping his hot young boy-band jizz into
Seann's hard, sexy butt, he knew what his first position would be for this
encounter. He could scarcely wait for Justin to step away before kneeling at
Seann's gorgeous ass and commencing to feast on the delight that emanated
from its cute, hairy crack and newly-loosened puckered hole.

Mmm, fresh cum. Ahhh, man ass. For a sex hound like Colin, there were few
more intoxicating aromas. He could stay down there licking that butt all
day, as he had licked Tom Cruise's ass regularly during the filming of
"Minority Report" for hours each time. (Like Seann's cummy hole, Tom's ass
had usually been pumped full of several loads of fresh jism before Colin
knelt down to slurp it out). Or, as he'd done at an orgy of sexy bikers once
in Ireland, he could lie back and let each ass ride his tender, sucking
tongue. At the orgy, while he'd had his face sat on to feed him loads, his
own ass had been licked and fucked by all the bikers in the gang. It was an
initiation rite for joining their horny club, and although he'd identified
himself primarily as a top and still did so, he passed the test with flying
colors and was frequently invited back for more revelry whenever he was in
his homeland and had time to ride with the boys.

As he ate all those loads--god knows how many, he thought--from Seann's fine
ass, Colin let his right hand drop to his pants, where his fat, uncut cock,
dripping with pre-cum and residual piss, begged for friction. He jacked it a
little, but quickly realized if he played with it more, he'd shoot his own
cum right away. And there was plenty of time to do that, and plenty of
better places for it to go.

He returned both hands to the magnificent globes Seann's butt, pulling the
cheeks as far apart as possible to wedge his tongue and his whole face
deeper inside. God, there was so much delicious male juice in there, he
scarcely wanted to ever stand up again. The fact that Seann was so masculine
and his voice so deep as he grunted and moaned his approval only made Colin
hotter. Colin preferred masculine dudes like himself, especially the ones
who were in touch with receiving pleasure in their asses. Seann definitely
fit the bill.

Over the years, starting even before his Hollywood success when he was just
a handsome rogue back in Ireland, Colin had poked and prodded and sucked and
fucked hundreds, maybe thousands, of beautiful male asses. He loved prying a
dude's hole open with his tongue and getting inside there, making the stud
moan deeply with masculine pleasure. Often he seduced straight guys this way
in fact, giving them the pleasure of his talented tongue to such an extent
that they yielded eventually to his fingers, and finally to his horny
eight-inch rod. Without exception, they loved being fucked by Colin. His
sexy allure, pent-up energy, smoldering looks, and cocky attitude all added
up to one fuckable package that was hard to resist.

The memories of all this were more than he could stand, and with a wild cry,
Colin stood and plunged his rock-hard dick into Seann's cum- and spit-lubed
rectum. With the first stab, Colin was already close to orgasm. He held off
for several strokes, punishing Seann's twat with his angry meat, hammering
his cock in and out while hovering at the brink of pure blissful release.
Then, finally, he could hold out no more. Fiery with seething lust, and with
Seann wailing happily beneath him, Colin let out a roar of pleasure and
began pile-driving his cum into the boy's delicious cavern. Copious flares
of fresh spunk rocketed out of Colin's compact frame and erupted deep inside
Seann's hole, filling the hunk with his manly seed, as it had filled the
holes at both ends of so many men and women before him. Jet after jet of
fresh cum filled Seann's ass.

When Colin was finally done shooting into Seann's ass, he collapsed forward
with one final cry, his half-hard dick still inside the moist, gently
leaking orifice. Seann relaxed and warmly accepted the heft of Colin's body
on top of him. Seann felt like a bitch dog in heat whose coupling had ended
with a top dog tying his knot inside his hungry ass. Colin likewise felt
satisfied, although he knew himself well enough to realize that before long,
his cock would rise, and he'd need to find release once again.

* * *

Josh was on his knees, sucking Tyrese's cock. No, worshipping. Worshipping
Tyrese's cock. Josh loved black cock. He loved sucking black cock. He loved
swallowing the cum that shot from black cock. He loved getting his horny
white-boi pussy fucked nice and hard by black cock. He lived for black cock,
in his mouth, up his ass, anywhere he could get it, any time, any place.
Josh got black cock every chance he could get. He sucked off anonymous black
cocks in restrooms in the black neighborhoods of LA. He picked up black men
at bars and brought them home to fuck his sweet ass all night. He regularly
showed up at an all-black underground sex club in south LA and spread-eagle
on a pool-table to get penetrated orally and anally by big black cocks for
hours at a time. Sometimes he drove home with so much black boi spooge in
his white ass that it leaked through his clothing and stained the seat of
his Jeep.

Once, he invited (well, hired) a hot black stud to stay at his house, mostly
naked, for two weeks, and every chance he could Josh sucked the man hard and
rode his big twelve-inch black cock until he felt him shoot that precious
load way up deep inside him. The guy was incredible: sexy, friendly, and
perpetually horny and aroused. Nothing Josh did could make that gigantic
black mast go down. He was a young guy, probably early twenties or so, and
well-muscled. He could hold Josh down on the bed with his legs spread and
simply fuck the hell out of Josh missionary-style for hours, cumming several
times along the way. During these sessions Josh would lose his senses and
just wail in ecstasy, lost forever in the pleasure of feeling this black
stud pillaging his hole in an endless assault. Then, when the stud finally
rolled off of him, Josh would barely catch his breath before he was back at
Josh's mouth, feeding him the cock to work it back to a state of arousal,
and before long they were off again, fucking in some
other position.

Josh lived for black dick. His favorite thing to do when he saw a naked
black stud was to drop to his knees in front of him, fully clothed, and
start giving that black master oral pleasure. He gave his sweet mouth and
pretty white ass to any black man who asked for it, and if that man was sexy
and well-hung, he gave them to him again and again and again. He loved the
taste of a thick, fleshy, hard black cock when he sucked on it. When his
mouth was full of black dick, he closed his eyes in concentration and
swooned as he worked his lips and tongue all the way up and down the shaft,
coaxing his black stud to moan with pleasure as Josh paid fervent attention
to his sexual needs. When the stud came, Josh dutifully choked down all his
sperm.

Sometimes he videotaped his sex with black men, and playing the tapes back
later, he jerked off as he relished the contrast of an enormous black shaft
penetrating his pretty white face and ass. He got off on watching himself,
usually so masculine and reserved, coming alive with lust and reverent duty
when his face was being filled with a black stud's meat. And best of all
were the videos he made of his ass being fucked by black cocks. His pretty
white butt, willfully and eagerly given up for black dick. His sexy
masculine ass, the tan white hairy cheeks being parted repeatedly by a
dripping, raging ebony dong pounding high into his nether regions, making a
white bitch of him, boning him full of delicious black babies and then
continuing to pound and pound and pound him even more.

He even taped himself from time to time getting gang-fucked, setting the
video camera on a tripod next to the table where he lay on his back, legs
raised high, and writhed with pleasure as huge black cocks were sunk into
his willing holes at either end, one after another. At some points during
these gang videos one of the top studs would grab the camera and use it to
get closer to the action, zooming in on Josh's pretty, sweating face as he
dutifully inhaled the foot-long black snake being offered him and made
beautiful slutty oral love to it, slurping its juices and preparing its
owner to use him even harder at the opposite end. Or, the handheld camera
would focus a few inches away from Josh's man-cunt as it consumed giant
black rod after giant black rod, each slamming his perfect hot celebrity
hole relentlessly until it spewed its hot goo, then pulling out, leaving a
long slimy trail of man cream dripping out of and around his ass, only to be
replaced a moment later by the next turgid black to plow into his horny
cooze.

One of Josh's favorite tapes in his homemade collection featured an extended
portion where the dude filming captured this activity in close focus for
over an hour and a half, and made low, growling commentary throughout:
"Yeah...look at him, taking those big black dicks in his tight little
pussy... we gotta fuck this dirty boi good and hard, he wants more and more
cock...gotta fill this stud's chute with all the cum we got...give him all
them good black babies, fuck his asshole raw with our big dicks..." During
the hour-and-a-half of close-ups, Josh could count a total of sixteen cocks
pounding his asshole and filling his ass to overflowing with rich, juicy
cum. He played that segment over and over, cumming several times each
sitting as he re-lived the experience of feeling his horny famous cunt used
by all those black hunks.

Alas, on this day, here, upstairs at the Shrine Auditorium, he had only one
black cock to worship, but what a cock it was. He'd always lusted after
Tyrese and now was his chance to really do him right. Tyrese sported a
mammoth and thick twelve-inch rod, bigger than most of the ones Josh usually
found to serve his needs. And it swung between the perfectly cut legs of one
of the sexiest men in MTV history. Not since blowing LL Cool J had Josh felt
so excited to give pleasure to a famous black singer's whopper of a dick.

Of course, blowing Tyrese was only half the story. Josh's butt was overcome
with a familiar twitching, and he knew he would have to feel Tyrese's huge
erection up his ass before too long, and feel it splatter its hot black
babies all over in Josh's lusty anal cavern. After that, Josh would go over
and fuck Justin and Seann. Their asses were just too hot to pass up, and
this occasion provided the perfect opportunity to fuck them side by side, a
sort of teen-idol-buttsex-Pepsi challenge. But before that was to happen,
Josh would get the sexy black man and hot black cock he wanted, he
worshipped, he lived for...he deserved.

* * *

Of all the men in this sex-filled chamber, Tyrese felt the most
out-of-place. True, he had a voracious sexual appetite, and he loved these
sordid encounters with slutty white boys who just wanted his big black meat
inside them, and who gave him untold pleasure with their mouths and asses to
be rewarded with his huge loads of black stud cum. But for the most part, he
got all the sex he needed at home, with his boyfriend of many years, Eric
Nies. Eric was a demanding butch bottom who required Tyrese to keep him
satisfied no matter what it took or how often he wanted it. Often, this
meant fucking Eric's hard tan ass three or even four times per day. Needless
to say, with a sexy stud like Eric, Tyrese had no complaints. And so, even
though strictly speaking they had an open relationship, they were together
enough of the time that neither one had to seek out sex elsewhere.

All the same, opportunities did present themselves. The most recent
exception had occurred when Eric traveled to Jamaica for two months to
compete in MTV's "Battle of the Sexes". Before Eric left, he and Tyrese
discussed Eric's sexual appetite and whether or not it would make him
unhappy to be away from Tyrese's incredible cock for so long. Fortunately
Eric had nothing to worry about, since the other 17 guys with him in Jamaica
were more than happy to take turns loading up his insatiable butt with their
cocks and cum just about every night. His favorites quickly became James,
Colin and Shane, all talented top studs who could cum two or three times in
him easily at every session. Mega-hung Jake and Yes also pounded Eric to
high heaven, but disappeared early on from the show. And Theo's and David's
big black boners sawing in and out of his tender mouth and dripping male
pussy always reminded Eric pleasantly of home.

Now, Tyrese had his own chance to get some hot celeb action on the side.
Josh looked pretty and slutty enough going up and down on his ebony bone,
but what Tyrese really craved was to fuck the superstar's asshole nice and
hard. Ever since the love scenes in "Pearl Harbor" he'd had an urge to ram
Josh's butt as hard as he could and fill that sweet ass up with hot liquid
love. And so, after ten minutes or so of dick worshipping on Josh's part,
Tyrese hoisted his young friend up off his knees and pressed him against a
nearby wall. Josh's pants were already open, as the white stud had been
pulling his pud while making oral love to Tyrese's cock. Tyrese yanked the
loose pants down, exposing that gorgeous ass, and then pointed his giant
black dick at the crack and pushed himself inside.

Ah yes, this was what he'd wanted. Tyrese sighed deeply as he started the
familiar churning in and out of Josh's happy ass. Josh, in his own deep
voice, grunted softly, accepting the fuck, and reached down to continue
fondling his own cock. Tyrese could tell instantly that he had taken his
pretty white bottom to cloud nine. Josh twisted around and looked back at
him in an awe-struck daze, mesmerized by the sensation of having this stud's
foot-long black tool pushing so gloriously in and out of his tender white
butt.

As he fucked Josh, Tyrese smiled and looked around the room. Justin and
Seann were taking their fucks with relish, as they had each taken a fucking
from Tyrese himself in recent weeks. Tyrese loved shooting his seed into
those beautiful asses. Maybe when he was done with Josh he would give them
another shot.

* * *

Paul was getting ready to spray a gallon or so of hot cum into Justin
Timberlake's incredible ass. He couldn't believe how hot and tight the cute
young singer's hole was. Fucking Seann earlier that evening had been a real
adventure, but this was different. Seann was a manly bottom, with meaty butt
cheeks and a hairy hole that opened wide once you were inside it, even for
Paul's mind-boggling fourteen inches. Justin, on the other hand, had a very
slight ass, and his pucker was only a half-inch or so inside his hard,
hairless cheeks, making Paul's penetration that much deeper. He felt like
his dickhead should be in Justin's lung. And yet the hot boi took his dick
up that slick tight channel, grunting and begging for more as Paul wildly
throttled him hard and deep. He couldn't wait to see Justin' ass overflowing
with his salty load of jizz.

Truth was, Paul was versatile, and by returning to this storage room with
the other sexy hunks, he'd been hoping he might get his own asshole fucked,
plowed full of juicy dicks and their sticky loads. But these guys were just
too big. Unlike the bottom sluts Paul usually hooked up with, he wasn't
really a size queen himself. His ass ached if he tried to stretch it over
any cock of more than a modest, average size. Tyrese had fucked him a few
times with his massive twelve-inch bone on the set of "2 Fast 2 Furious" but
that had been a special case, and they'd only managed it when Tyrese sat
down and Paul lowered himself onto the huge black pole's first five or six
inches. Paul beat off wildly while kissing the black hunk and bouncing on
that portion of his thick meat, until he felt the stud shoot inside him,
They did this several times per week.

To get sex in his ass, Paul generally looked to his fans. Many of them liked
his pretty-boy looks and were happy to fuck Paul's hole once he befriended
them and invited them to his house. Paul's favorite thing was to chat up one
fan, make his sexual intentions known, and then tell the kid (it was usually
a high school or college age stud) to round up three or four of his friends
and come on over. Using this technique, Paul had been gang-banged by several
groups of healthy, strapping young beauties, most of them with average size
endowments and cute little muscles. They piled on his hot ass one at a time
and banged him with youthful enthusiasm, each leaving his hole dripping with
their fresh cum before the next boi took his turn.

But alas, there was still the fourteen inches to deal with. Most guys Paul
messed around with went absolutely mad with lust when they saw it. Even the
butch gym studs that Paul picked up, who he was sure would want to rail his
ass, got wide-eyed and spread their legs happily for him, accepting the
challenge of being power-fucked by his phenomenal meat. Several studs in the
Hollywood industry had taken Paul's meat this way recently, including Tom
Cruise (nearly always a bottom) and Brad Pitt (nearly always a top). Always,
when Paul fucked a hot guy's ass, he cherished the experience, no matter how
disappointed he might have been not to get their cocks up his ass instead.
He loved to plow a hot boi's hole good and hard in every position, to feel a
stud's hungry ass sucking his bone, to share his incredible gift of
endowment.

He was getting very close now. As he often did when his orgasm was
approaching, Paul let his eyes fall to the sight of his gigantic cock making
huge, deep strokes in and out of his bottom's willing ass. Justin was
delirious with lust, crying and begging for Paul to fuck him harder, harder,
and fill his ass with cum. The last image he got before his eyes rolled up
and his climax took over was of handsome Colin standing up from behind
Seann's ass, a cum goatee plastered on his stubbled face, and pressing his
fat Irish wiener into the hole he'd just been sucking, Seann's hole, a hole
that also included vestiges of Paul's cum from before.

It was all too much. The cum on Colin's face. Some of it Paul's. Colin's
plump dick going deep into Seann's marvelous twat. Justin, the hottest and
most famous singer in the world, legs up, squirming and pleading for Paul's
giant tool as he pistoned it in and out and fourteen-inch strokes. All at
once, Paul screamed as he dumped one long jet after another of hot semen
into Justin's ass. He pounded and pounded forcefully and continued screaming
as all of his seed eventually spilled into Justin's sex-starved rectum,
filling the boy's hole to overflowing until it ran out around Paul's
plunging dick and streamed down Justin's thighs.

Colin, having just cum himself, leaned over as Paul's orgasm subsided. "Keep
it in there, mate," Colin said, joining his mouth to Paul's for a brief,
tangy cum-filled kiss. "I love eating cum outa arses. You shot a big load in
there, and after I finish up with this punk, I might be up for a little
snack!"

THE END

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What do you think? Feedback and suggestions? backlash29@hotmail.com

My other stories are "Ryan's Hole", "40 Days and 39 Nights", "Enrique,
Justin and Eminem" and "Bulletproof Hunk" in Gay/Celebrities, "Birthday
Slut", "Frat Slut Gangbang" and "Substitute Slut" in Gay/College, "Slutty
Lil' Bro" in Gay/Incest, "Cup of Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian, and "Buttsex
Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings.