Date: Fri, 27 May 2011 07:55:02 +0000
From: Andrew Birch <andrewbirch99@hotmail.com>
Subject: chris hemsworth and ryan reynolds

This story is a complete work of fiction and is in no way based on true
events or the true sexuality of any of the actors mentioned.

It briefly contains depictions of sexual acts between teenagers. If easily
offended or if it is illegal to read such material where you live, please
refrain from continuing or do so by your own volition.

This story is the work of the author and should not be copied or posted
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"When Thor Met Hal: Chris Hemsworth and Ryan Reynolds"

By

Andrew Birch

"Finally" thought Ryan Reynolds as the crowd at the post-premiere party of
"Green Lantern" had dwindled.  The film's launch had gone swimmingly, and
he was busy with all sorts of projects - an enviable position for any actor
to be in.  Premiere nights were one of the few times where, once all the
usual pleasantries were over, he finally got a few hours to relax and
possibly get some action.

Though seemingly straight to the press and world around him, Ryan loved
cock.  The look, the smell, the taste of it - he always enjoyed a good hard
dick in his mouth or hole, or in both at the same time on the rare
occasions he could get it.

Over the years he certainly had his share of conquests.  Painting Jake
Gyllenhaal's beautiful face with his jizz, sucking off the sweet Seann
William Scott or the well-endowed Justin Timberlake, and being on the
receiving end of the overwhelmingly aggressive fucking of Jared Padalecki.

Tonight he was on the prowl, but the pickings at the premiere had been
slim.  He'd been very disappointed to hear that Bradley Cooper had gone
home early as he was hoping to score a piece of that hairy ass.

Having moved to a quiet and out of the way corner of the hotel rooftop on
which the now almost empty party had taken place, Reynolds sipped his last
mojito for the night and looked out over the Los Angeles skyline.

"Through brightest day and blackest night" came a deep voice behind him.

Ryan turned and looked up in surprise, it was Thor.  More exactly it was
6'5, 27-year-old muscle god Chris Hemsworth. The Australian actor got his
start on soaps and bit parts in films, then hit the big time this year as
the Norse god superhero in a rival comic book movie that had opened the
other month.

Ryan swallowed his drink in surprise.  He hadn't seen the younger man at
the premiere and had wanted to meet him for ages.  Hemsworth had been
bulking up for the start of filming on "The Avengers" and so here he stood
endowed with the same physique as he had in "Thor".  The dyed blond locks
and the beard weren't as long or thick as they were in the movie, probably
because he was still growing them out.

"Feel my mighty hammer...no wait, that came out wrong" said Ryan as
struggled to find the words while Chris simply laughed in response.  That
smile could light up a room Ryan thought, and it certainly stirred a
longing in pants.  The man was big and tight all over, what he wouldn't
give for a ride of that.

"That's alright, even I can't remember the lines now" said Hemsworth.

"Were you at the screening?"

"Ahh no. I'm staying in the hotel and was finishing up a meeting when one
of the DC guys spotted me in the bar and invited me to come to the party.
I didn't get away until five minutes ago and came up here to find out it's
all pretty much over."

"Sorry about that.  L.A. you know, this town shuts down so ridiculously
early" said Ryan.

"Tell me about it, back in Melbourne a good night out didn't end until it
was either five in the morning, or someone gave you a quick blowjob in the
toilet, whichever came first,"

Ryan gave a quick laugh at the man's forthrightness, a refreshing change to
all the artificial airs that go on at these events.  He decided to respond
in kind.

"Sadly neither of those things is likely for me tonight, in half an hour
it'll likely be me, my hand and some X-Tube".

Chris laughed loudly at that, "been there... though I kind of prefer
getting off to actual films you know - those scenes where a hot star I
might work with one day is taking a shower, or a swim or grinding away in
some love scene".

"You do realise millions are going to be getting off to that shirtless
scene you did in 'Thor' right?" a bemused Ryan asked.  The conversation was
both fun and arousing, and though this boy was likely as straight as an
arrow, he could still enjoy a good talk.

Chris shot back "and how many have already done that to your wet pyjamas
scene in Amityville?".  His face then quickly took on a slightly more
serious expression as he leant down slightly and lowered his voice to a
deep and quieter tone saying "that one has been good for drawing a few
loads out of me".

Ryan coughed in his drink in surprise and turned fully to face the blond
hunk who leaned back with a massive smile on his face and gave Ryan a quick
wink.

Ryan's cock certainly liked the gesture as it lengthened in his pants in
record time.  Thank god this part of the balcony was practically deserted,
the lighting wasn't that great, and he chose to wear his tighter underwear
today.

After composing himself for a few seconds, and quickly glancing around to
make sure no-one else was in ear shot, he smiled at the still beaming Chris
and responded in a voice that surprised even him with its brazenness.

"I'm sad I didn't get to see Thor's little hammer during that shirtless
scene, I know it would've made me shoot right there in the theatre."

Chris turned his head, also doing a quick check that no-one else was
looking.  He then grabbed Ryan's free hand and placed it firmly in his
crotch, Ryan's hand automatically closing around a half-erect and obscenely
thick bulge that ran across Chris' left hip.  "Does that feel particularly
'little' to you?"

Ryan meant to lift his hand off, but the sheer size and heat coming off the
monster that was barely contained by two tight layers of fabric left his
fingers lingering a few seconds longer.

Chris leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Room 845... meet me there in
five minutes", quickly turning away and walking back through the outskirts
of the party towards the elevators.

Ryan was hard as a rock by this point and quickly downed the rest of his
drink in one gulp.  It had been a little while since he'd had a roll in the
hay, and he was usually the dominant one with his dates.  But the tall,
wide and friendly Australian was just so masculine and yet disarmingly nice
that he already had fallen utterly in lust with him.

Without hesitation he walked a little faster than he probably intended back
inside the building.  Two minutes and various mental scenarios played out
in his head later, he was standing in front of the room door where he
gently knocked.  The door opened and his softening penis sprang to hardness
in an instant.

Hemsworth had stripped off his dress shirt, socks and shoes, leaving him
decked out in just his dark pants.  His large frame in the modestly lit
room filled the doorway, while the strong fluorescent lighting of the
outside hall was doing little to hide Ryan's bulge.

When it lurched, Chris' eyes immediately dropped to the movement.  He
raised his eyebrow and asked "You coming?".

Ryan quickly walked into the room and took a few steps forward until he was
out of the entryway.  He felt Chris' massive presence behind him, but
before he could turn around he felt two massive hands grabbing his biceps,
and a hot mouth nuzzling his neck.

"Mmmm, you taste good mate" grumbled Chris as he suckled on the skin.

Ryan's head tilted back automatically to the sensation, his arms and
shoulders going limp as Chris moved his hands around and unbuttoned the
older man's shirt.

Chris managed to remove the garment without his lips losing contact with
Ryan's flesh.  As soon as it was off though, he press Ryan back against him
more as his hands explored the taut chest in front of him.

While Ryan lacked the sheer mass of Hemsworth, his torso was tight and firm
in every area.  Ryan let himself be embraced by the big hands that roamed
all over his skin.  The heat from the body behind him was making his balls
churn, though not as much as the large and insistent pants-clad erection
digging into the base of his spine.

"Lets get these pants off shall we" said Chris as he unbuckled and unzipped
Ryan's jeans. Ryan was about to turn to do the same to Chris when the
bigger man quickly said in a stern voice, "No, keep facing forward."

Ryan looked down as the manly hands pulled down his jeans.  He dutifully
slipped off his shoes and stepped out of the dropped pants.  Lifting his
leg to take off his left sock, he felt a large hand use the opportunity to
reach through and lightly rub his hefty ball sack and sensitive chide which
were both still contained in a pair of crisp white Calvin Kleins.  Once
both socks were off, he heard the unbuckling and unzipping of a belt and
pants behind him.

"Like I said, face forward" came the stern voice of Chris behind him.

Ryan complied but boy did he want to look.  Though he didn't see it, a few
seconds later he certainly felt something.

Chris had repositioned his hard-on upwards, the head barely contained by
the rim of his underwear fabric.  Having squatted a little to get down to
Ryan's height, it suddenly felt to Ryan like one of those big deli sausages
was being shoved lengthways against his cotton-covered ass crack.  The
sheer sensation provoked a raspy "Oh Fuck" from Ryan and a manly giggle
from Chris.

As he began a slow pumping against the man in front, Chris began nuzzling
Ryan's ear and asked "feel good?" to which Ryan could only nod in the
affirmative.  Chris' right hand was firmly gripped around Ryan's chest and
the fingers began tweaking his left nipple, causing little groans to
emanate.  They suddenly took a much louder tone as Chris' right hand, which
had been making lazy circles with his palm on Ryan's abs, quickly dove down
into the underwear and grasped the tool inside.

Ryan's manhood was much like himself, long and lean.  Though of average
thickness, it was a commendable 7.5-inch cut cock that some of his previous
lovers had described as amongst the prettiest they'd ever seen.  Certainly
once Ryan got going, it could get so stiff that you could hang wet towels
off it - a party trick he didn't mind showing off every now and then.
Beneath it were a nice set of balls that hung low enough that he had learnt
how to 'teabag' long before it became popular.

"Mmmm, you've got some nice equipment there.  Take those pants off and show
it to me" said Chris in his deep, sexy accent which was laced with arousal.

Ryan was butter by this point, utterly compliant to the man behind him so
he pulled down the pants without question.  The pressure against his ass
grew more insistent as now only one layer of cloth stood between it and his
pucker which was already feeling that deep longing itch that only fresh
cock could satisfy.

"Yeah, so sweet. Stroke that bad boy for me lil' bro" said Chris.

The unexpected 'brotherly' affectation didn't seem to enter into Ryan's
train of thought as he smeared the weeping pre-cum from his cock head up
and down the shaft, provoking a squelching sound.

Chris was enjoying his easy dominance of the actor.  While shooting the
soap "Home and Away" for several years, the other young males of the cast
all adored him and three in particular worshipped his cock whenever they
could.  From the beefy, tanned and aggressive Mark Furze who loved to get
showered in Chris' spunk, to the shy blond twink Rhys Wakefield with his
tight little body whom he had converted into a raging slut by the time he
had left the show.

His favourite though was Bobby Morely, the cocky young half-Filipino teen
with a great torso an insatiable need to get his ass filled.  He remembered
one time during a beach shoot he'd thrust the young stud up against a wall
in the Dee Why Life Saving Club's toilet to give him a good plundering.  To
his surprise he found his hole lubed by four loads already from a red
carpet premiere party the night before, including particularly thick nuts
from past co-star Ryan Kwanten and future "Spartacus" star Dustin Clare.

The memories provoked more arousal in Chris who began moving the man before
him further forward into the room.

Ryan suddenly found himself spun around and thrown down on the bed.
Raising himself up on his elbows, he finally saw the sight he'd been
longing to see.

Hemsworth stood towering before him, dressed only in a pair of burgundy
Aussiebums.  His biceps, shoulders and delts bulged obscenely under smooth
white endless reams of soft skin.  The man was ridiculously unblemished
considering his outdoor lifestyle - one or two tiny moles above his left
ribs were the only marks not defined by rippling muscle.

His Apollo's Belt, the two lines that delineate the torso from the legs,
were so deep as to be near cartoonish.  Below his face, his almost bosom
sized pecs produced a manly cleavage that would make many of Ryan's red
carpet beards jealous.  Even his nipples were simply perfect, the areola
contained the dark pink nubs in a flawless circle.  Ryan looked lower,
above the grapefruit-sized calves and well-defined thighs to stare at a
breathtaking sight.

Chris looked down at Ryan in lust as his right hand was inside his undies,
stroking the raging pole in his pants.  The extra-large material barely
contained his package, the base of the shaft easily visible and sprouting
out of a thick patch of light brown pubic hair which he kept neatly
trimmed.  Chris' hands moved to the side of his undies and slowly lowered
them down, kicking them off to one side and standing straight back up to
expose his full pride and glory to Ryan.

Hemsworth always knew he was hung.  Growing up in rural Australia, he and
his brother Liam would often slip out to their father's barn to trade
sucking each other off whenever they had the chance.  While Liam packed a
nice and thin 7-inch pecker, Chris was endowed with a fat, thick 9-inch
uncut beauty.  Even hard, the foreskin covered the head and could slip back
and forth to reveal the dark purple plum-sized glans contained within.

It was the definition of a heavy cock - rigid as steel, thick as a cucumber
and dense enough to hurt whatever it slapped against.  Large veins ran all
over the pulsing manhood which was as imposing as the heavy balls that sat
underneath it.  The hefty pouch of smooth skin contained two egg-sized orbs
that could unleash a frothing torrent of spunk through his gaping piss slit
when the time came.

Ryan groaned at the sight, partly in shock at the sheer size of it.

Chris moved forward until he stood directly in front of Ryan, his hand
slowly drawing the foreskin repeatedly over and back from the flared bell
end.  Like most uncut men, Chris produced little pre-cum because it wasn't
really needed.  The skin was soft and pliable enough to work far better
than any hand cream could.  He leaned forward, lining up his face with the
older man's.  Looking into Ryan's eyes, he whispered with pure lust "God I
want to fuck you so hard right now".

Ryan's face smashed against the man above him in a desperate open mouthed
kiss to which Chris eagerly responded.  Tongues and stubble duelled as the
pair seemed to be almost eating each other in their desperate oral
copulation.

Chris had the upper hand, forcing his heavier body down on Ryan, knocking
enough of the wind out of him that Ryan had to stop the kiss to take a
breath.  Chris used the opportunity to head south, suckling on the
prominent adam's apple before moving lower onto that chest, one hand firmly
massaging the left pec as he feasted on the right.

Ryan groaned and started moving his hips in desperation.  His cock was now
firmly wedged in the crevice between Hemsworth's beefy pectoral slabs which
Ryan started to rut against.

Chris smiled when he realised what Ryan was doing and started twitching his
pecs and rounding his shoulders to provide better stimulation.  "Yeah mate,
fuck my tits" said Hemsworth who had found this particular sexual thrill
one of the big upsides of his new bulkier physique.  After a minute of this
particular game, Chris grabbed the cock and, without any preamble,
swallowed it to the hilt.

"Ohhhh FUCK!!!" yelled Ryan in shock at the ease with which his rod slid
down the throat.

Chris was quite experienced at working a cock with his mouth - his teeth
would deliberately and lightly tease the glans, his tongue worked into the
piss slit and the frenulum, and he could bury the whole thing deep inside
his throat to undulate it in a way that would get a man off far quicker
than even hard and fast anal sex could.

Chris knew Ryan was good for more than one load and he had plans for the
first.  Milking the low hanging balls with his left hand, tickling Ryan's
tight entrance with his right and working the stiff cock with his mouth,
both knew Ryan was going to burst and soon.

"God I'm gonna nut right now if you keep that up" said Ryan.

Chris briefly pulled off, "Good, cum always makes the best lube and my
stiffy here needs to be inside of you right now" he responded as he dove
back down on the cock.

A fresh wave of pre-cum trickled over Chris' tongue and he knew that was
the signal he'd been waiting for.  He kept working the rod faster and
faster, the throbbing tool drenched in his own spit combined with Ryan's
own copious pre-load fluids.  The droopy balls began to pull up in their
sack, the shaft got even harder and Chris pulled his mouth off and stroked
even more roughly in readiness.

A long scream of ecstasy began inside Ryan which was wrenched out of his
throat as his load raced up his cock and flew out, the first shot painting
Hemsworth's upper chest.

The Aussie quickly put his left hand over the fountain.  In under half a
minute Chris' hand was utterly drenched in fresh semen, the warm liquid
trickling down his wrist and starting to snake down his arm.

"Lift those legs baby" said Chris as an exhausted Ryan, still in a
post-orgasmic daze, complied.

Ryan let out another yelp as he felt two thick cum-covered fingers suddenly
buried all the way to the knuckle inside his unprepared ass.

"Oh fuck bro, you are tight.  God you are going to love this" Chris said as
he added another finger and more cum in there to ready the passage for the
entry of his cock.

Ryan groaned in wanton abandon.  His cock hadn't properly deflated, and yet
already it showed signs of stiffening as his ass was played with.  Ryan was
certainly no slouch in the bedroom, that lithe body and tight little ass
was regularly filled with its share of meat.  Yet he kept it tight and
ready for the next time a hot guy wanted to use and abuse it.

Chris stood up, his cock hadn't lost a fraction of its hardness.  "Suck me
mate, the wetter it is the easier it'll be on you" he said.

Ryan dove onto the cock, struggling to fit the hefty piece of meat in his
mouth.  Try as he might, he could only get about half of it down his
throat, a feat impressive in itself.

The only person who had ever managed to get all of that meat down his
gullet was Chris Pine whom Hemsworth had briefly met on the set of "Star
Trek".  A late night drinks session and jokes about Hemsworth playing
Pine's father in the film turned into the singularly best blow job the
Aussie had ever received.  Not just for the technique, but the way they
both got off on playing father and son roles during it - Pine almost crying
in joy as he got to swallow his "daddy's seed" while Hemsworth relished in
the hazlenut-flavored ejaculate from the massive ball sack of his "son".

Hemsworth was a heavy shooter.  Though it couldn't reach his mouth, the
downside of being such a tall fucker, when he came he would unleash eight
or nine heavy volleys of hot white cream that would utterly soak towels,
big handfuls of tissues or his various sexual conquests every time.

Thank god their family's barn had a nearby hose to wash things off because
he loved to shoot his first load down Liam's mouth and then paint his
forehead, cheeks and chin with the rest as his baby brother simply couldn't
swallow it all - despite repeated attempts.

Chris and Liam would also love to share his load in deep kisses
afterwards. Liam's five or six solid spurts however always went directly
down Chris' throat, a protein shake that he must have drunk a gallon of in
their years growing up together.

After his cock was drenched from a thorough tongue bath, Chris pushed Ryan
back on the bed.  Scooping the cooling cum from his chest with his hand,
and taking a quick but refreshing taste, Chris smothered his cock in the
remnants, pushing the salty fluid all over his massive prick.

Pulling back his foreskin, he aligned the throbbing head with the pucker so
the edges of Ryan's tight passage desperately convulsed around the dark
purple rim of his glans.  He knew Ryan was a true bottom slut who
desperately wanted this fat hog inside him.  Well, Chris was going to grant
him his wish.  He intended to fuck him like he would all his good friends -
full tilt.

"This is how we do it in Australia mate" said Chris as he arched back, his
chest puffing out to gargantuan proportions with the hefty pecs filling
Ryan's view.  Thanks to plenty of hours of fucking, surfing and even dance
training for "Dancing with the Stars", Chris had developed strong control
of his hips, allowing them to move with great agility.

Hemsworth's hips slammed forward with the full force of a man who has spent
all his life being athletic - the kind of raw stamina and power that comes
not from lifting weights but from countless hours of hard and intensive
bodyweight exercise.

For the first few minutes, the Aussie slammed in as deep as he could and
pulled nearly all the way out, sending Ryan into a sensory overload that
had him screaming loud enough that Chris' hand had to smother his mouth
until he finally quietened down.

"Yeah, take it fucker, take my fucking massive cock in your hole" Hemsworth
shouted.  He was a dirty talker and he LOVED giving and receiving it.

Growing up with Liam, Chris was always the one who took control, his deep
voice demanding his young sibling comply with his darkest desires, taking
dominance but always in a tone that showed his deep emotional affection.
The thought of how forbidden it was to lap at the tiny nipples atop his
baby brother's firm chest, nuzzle the dark treasure trail that ran down his
six pack, and ultimately take pleasure from every single sinful inch of
him, was always a massive turn on.  So much so that even now, he still had
a tendency to refer to his fucks in incestuous terms because it aroused him
so.

"Baby needs his big brother's dick doesn't he" he yelled, to which Ryan
groaned and in a strained voice filled with unbridled lust responded "Yes,
fuck me stud.  Fill me with that fucking fatty."

Ryan's eyes rolled into the back of his head at the sensation.  He didn't
let on that he'd been exposed to Aussie hard fucking stylings before while
filming "Wolverine".  Like Chris, Hugh Jackman was a sweetheart outside the
bedroom, but a fucking machine inside.  Ryan would never forget one of the
few times he wasn't a bottom with Hugh was when the pair spent an afternoon
simultaneously ravaging the hole of the ridiculously buff Taylor Kitsch.
The kid could barely walk the next day, but the smile couldn't be removed
from his face for a month.

"UGH", a particularly deep thrust brought Ryan back to the moment.  Hugh
was as aggressive, agile and as buff as his current plunderer, but Chris
packed a bigger piece of meat.  Whereas Hugh's chest was covered in manly
fur and his skin marked with age, Chris was all smooth and fresh.

The sight was so enticing Ryan leant up and began suckling on Chris' left
tit.  Ryan lightly bit the rock hard surrounding chest area and then laved
the hard points with his talented tongue which drew a deep groan from the
Australian.

Chris had always been a sucker for nipple play, but since bulking up for
"Thor" he was astonished at how much more sensitive they had become.
During an 'Avengers' photo shoot the other week with the also recently
buffed up Chris Evans, the pair engaged in some discreet nip pinching fun
of their own.  By the end of the shoot, they were so horned up that as soon
as they hit the dressing room they were on each other.  To this day Evans
was the only Hollywood celeb Chris had encountered who was able to swallow
all of his load without losing a single drop.

Chris answered Ryan's nipple suckling with his own taunt.  With his right
hand he reached down and grabbed the Canadian's cock in a vice-like grip.

That certainly got Ryan's attention as he looked up at the blond God above
him.  The naughty smile that greeted him made him swallow in nervousness,
until he realised Chris was adjusting it so that every time he thrust, both
their abs would rub Ryan's cock hard with each stroke.

Ryan's pre-cum had soon smeared Chris' belly with a large deposit, making
the rubbing easier and faster, but also pushing him faster and faster
towards a second orgasm. Well, if he was going to cum then so was his
fucker.

Chris suddenly found his thrusting required quite a bit more force and let
out a massive growl when he realised what had happened.  Ryan was a
consummate bottom, and had with him the skill to tighten his ass in a way
that only comes with a lot of practice.

Ryan would open up so Chris could sink in deep, then tighten so much that
Chris had to really force his hips back just to get his cock out of that
red hot iron grip.

Ryan had all the skills of a power bottom, but seemed to lack that
aggression that usually came with them such as when Chris plundered Timothy
Olyphant's hole on the set of "A Perfect Getaway".  Despite being fifteen
years his senior, Olyphant's lithe body and absolutely perverted mind
taught him things he'd never dreamed of - be it the exquisite pleasures of
an experienced hole to the filthy whispers into his ear of a poetry of dark
desire.

Both boys were ready to burst.  As Ryan's right hand started working his
cock with almost frantic abandon, his left reached down to his hole to feel
the taught muscle.  His fingers skipping along the obscenely thick meat
that pistoned in and out of it.  His fingernails grazed where the base of
Chris' cock met his abs, which only stimulated the Aussie even more.

Chris suddenly lent right over and forced his mouth onto Ryan's, his thick
hot tongue welcomed by the smaller man underneath.  The heat and the
sensation were so overwhelming that Ryan knew he wouldn't last long.  Ten
seconds later, the dam burst.

With their mouths still mashed together, Ryan let out a scream as his balls
seized up and his cock angrily shot a long hot spurt right up to his own
chin and neck.

As the second shot flew out and again marked the chest of the man above,
Chris quickly used his tongue to scoop up the cum that had accumulated on
Ryan before pushing it back inside Ryan's mouth.

Ryan's next few spurts glossened his own belly as the pair's mouths shared
the salty, thin liquid.

The taste drove Chris towards the edge, he pulled back and panting with
exertion asked "Where do you want it babe?"

"On me...and in me" came the response.

Chris leant back onto his knees and started pumping harder.  The sight of a
spent Ryan below him turning him on even more, the hairy chest heaved with
exhaustion, his stomach and treasure trail drenched in cream.

Chris looked down to see droplets of Ryan's semen trickling down between
his pecs and quickly took a fingerful of it and smeared it across his lips.
His tongue jutted out to taste it, the flavour instantly making his hard
cock even more rigid.  The dark head turned an angry violet as he felt his
balls churn preparing to spew forth their contents.

"OH FUCK" yelled Chris at the top of his lungs as he pulled his monster
out.  With his right hand rapidly stroking his meat, he pulled Ryan up by
the scruff of his neck with his left hand.

Ryan had just enough time to open his mouth as the first shot of Chris' cum
rocketed out and painted his face and throat.

The taste was incredible.  Hot, salty and sweet at the same time and a lot
heavier and creamier than his own, the viscous milk flooded over Ryan's
tongue, teeth and throat - completely filling his senses.  In no time a
second volley joined the first and filled his mouth to near gagging with
the nectar, Chris yelling "TAKE IT LITTLE BRO!" as he spurt.

Chris then quickly pushed Ryan flat on his back, Ryan's legs automatically
going up in response.

A third volley of the hot Aussie seed left a trail directly down Ryan's
torso, pooling in his navel and drenching the chest hairs that fell under
its path.

Chris lined his cock up to Ryan's open and ravaged hole as a fourth spurt
drenched the raw red valley with fertile man butter.  "Back in" he
whispered as he plunged his cock back inside, burying it into the hilt as
the fifth spurt - seemingly almost self-aware of being back inside the
Canadian, pulsed out with extra power inside.

Ryan could feel the shot deep inside him and the next three that followed.
Each new spurt and deep thrust from the man above sent rivers of cum
pouring out of his over-flooded ass.

Ryan swallowed the large amount of heavenly cream still in his mouth, the
taste and remnants overpowering his senses.

As his few dying spurts shot inside Ryan, Chris lent down and licked up the
trail he'd left on the man's torso.  Looking up he saw drops of cum
trickling from Ryan's chin, while a great big gash of it bridged his right
and left cheeks.  Chris smiled his mischievous smile as he slurped up all
he could see.

Chris then pulled out, his heavy cock still relatively hard and covered in
wet spunk.  He stood up and walked around the bed, bringing it in line with
Ryan's face.

"Clean it off for me would ya" said Chris who barely got the words out as
Ryan, lids half shut in exhaustion and lust, leant over and took it all in
one go.  Chris' eyebrows shot up in surprise, his cum obviously helped lube
Ryan's throat which must have allowed him to finally fit all of the
super-sized cock down it.

Chris looked down at Ryan's utterly spent and degraded body.  The sheen of
sweat and cum had matted the hair all over his torso, the ripped muscles
prominent with the exertion.  The boy's legs were still up, having gotten
so used to having the hulking God of Thunder between them.  The sight made
him hungry again and he knew what would satiate it.

Chris pulled his cock from Ryan's mouth, grabbed the man's right leg and
spun him ninety degrees so that his ass as was hanging off the bed toward
him.

Ryan lifted his head in curiosity.

Chris only smiled back saying "don't worry beautiful, just having some
dessert".

He knelt down, the big hands parting Ryan's glutes and exposing his weeping
hole.  White cream steadily trickled from it and Chris buried his face in
it.  His stubble quickly darkened as his tongue dredged up all the hot cum
it could from Ryan's passage.

Ryan only dropped his head back and parted his legs more.  'Fuck this has
been incredible' he thought.

After pushing in a few of his fingers and making sure he got everything out
of it, Chris stood up and offered his hand to Ryan.

The actor meekly lifted his arm which the Aussie grabbed and yanked him off
the bed into a tight muscular embrace.  The pair kissed - lightly, gently
and with warm satiated smiles.

"I think we both need a shower don't you?" said Chris, before cheekily
adding "you should see what I can do with a loofah".

Ryan smiled, still half out of it, but he couldn't remember being this
satisfied in a long time.

Chris turned and walked to the doorway.  Even from the back he was the
definition of a god.  The back muscles arched, imposing and tapering down
to a tight torso.  The legs long stalks of power leading up to a peachy
ass, two large round buns as hard as stone.

The view began stirrings in Ryan that made him think he might cum for a
third time in less than an hour.  His small doubts about whether he should
subject himself to such a sensory overload again so soon were quashed as
Chris turned.

In profile Ryan saw the Aussie's cock hadn't gone completely soft and was
literally jumping as it slowly re-engorged, ready for another round.

"You coming?" Chris asked with a smirk.

"A few more times tonight I expect" he responded which drew a laugh from
both of them.

Chris turned back and headed towards the shower.

Ryan crossed the floor and joined him as quick as he could, shutting the
door behind him.

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Hope you guys liked.  I'm thinking of doing a James McAvoy and Michael
Fassbender from "X-Men" team-up, followed by a Luke Evans and Henry Cavill
from "Immortals" one later this year.

Please let me know what you think of this story via e-mailing me at
andrewbirch99@hotmail.com as the feedback is very important.  Plus it's
often hot to hear as well.

Cheers,
Andrew