Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2011 21:41:20 -0500
From: DS <ds35mm@gmail.com>
Subject: Celebrity - Hollywood Meets Bollywood Chapter 11

Dear readers: This chapter starts a new direction where "Bollywood
sexcapades" and "Hollywood meets Bollywood" merge. We, as a team of two
authors, will strive to bring the best of the two worlds to you. Of course
this is all a work of fiction and the usual disclaimers apply. You must be
above 18 years and the authors have no knowledge of the celebrities
activities here.


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My life had literally turned upside down after meeting Shahid and inside out
after getting fucked by Hrithik! Just a day ago, I was one of the millions
on the streets of Mumbai dreaming of the movie stars and today I was sipping
coffee with Hrithik in a very private , discreet mansion just on the
outskirts of the metropolis. Stuff like this just happened in the movies!

We had had some mind-blowing sex and now we sat by the pool in plush terry
robes.
Hrithik said, "Shahid was right, you are one amazing stud. I have some great
plans for this party I am going to throw soon. I know how you feel about
Shahid. I saw it on your face when I took you.
Look, I have a proposition to make. This place belonged to my grandparents
and I used it as a retreat to get away. I want to use it somewhat
differently. Many of my fellow stars are always looking for a place to
relax, have mansex in a quiet very private place that is away from the
media's eyes. I need to have a place like this too. I had been toying with
the idea to convert this place to a "club". With some renovations, this
place can have parties, or be used for just two male stars for a quickie.
The place would need to be managed, maintained and kept primed.
Would you be willing to do that?"
I gulped in amazement. Did I just hear that right? "Bbbbut, what do I
......" I stammered.
"Don't worry, you will be paid a handsome salary and you will stay here. I
don't plan to have a huge place like this just run free. To be able to use
this club, guys will pay a monthly fee and this will be used for the upkeep.
I want to have a gym, spa services and a dungeon. On my last trip to LA I
got some very nice ideas for such a dungeon. So what do you say?"
"What about Shahid and me?" I asked
"You are free to sleep with who so ever you desire. If you want to be
Shahid's exclusive, I can't deny you that right. Although, I wouldn't be too
happy with that", he said with a somewhat sad smile.
Was I hearing this? Hrithik, the Bollywood god, was hoping I would have sex
with him again? Why was he so fucking nice?
"I would love to hook up with you again. But the choice is yours. Talk with
Shahid and you guys can decide how you want your relationship to be. I have
known quite a few guys that love each other but are in open relationships.
But I would definitely like to have you run this place and arrange the
parties, etc."
I had nothing that held me back from taking this new position. My career, so
far, wasn't exactly going anywhere.
"Of course, I would love to manage this club. But I still need to think
about what Shahid and I have and how we see our future. Can I get back to
you on this question?" I added.
"Fair enough",  he replied. "Let's eat, I am famished and tired and jet
lagged. I have a rough day tomorrow with some media events and some more
meetings. But let's discuss the party we want to throw", he said.
I liked that he said "we" and not him. The more I was with him, the more I
liked him and not just lusted after him. He ordered some food from a nearby
resort and asked his security guard to bring it in when delivered. We
started discussing some ideas for the party and the guest list.
Just after the food arrived, he told me that  another star would come in and
meet me later and would I want to meet him/
"Who is it?" I asked eagerly.
"Let me see if he can come in later," he answered secretively. He texted
someone and waited for a response.
We ate in near silence. I was  watching him, gulping my food down as I
marveled at my luck and this sudden twist of events. He was looking toward
the pool and some where far away beyond it. The green eyes were tired but
had not lost the sparkle.
"I need to get home and meet my family and get a good night's rest," he said
wistfully.
"You must be very tired from the trip and all this running around", I said.
I heard the buzz of his cellphone, indicating a response. "Yes, he'll be
here later. Meet him.I am leaving, but you are more than welcome to stay
here starting right now. If you want to get your stuff, do so but be back
before 10."
Soon, he left and I was in this huge mansion all alone. I took a cab to get
to my hovel and collected my measly belongings. I paid the rent for the next
month, wondering if I would be back there next month or never.



When I got back to the mansion, I checked out the place. The basement was a
large open space that was not finished. The main floor had a large living
room, an even larger dining room and kitchen, sitting room and a huge patio
that was totally secluded from the rest of the world. Obviously this place
was meant for entertaining. Upstairs were four bedrooms with massive
bathrooms. Ideas started flowing as to how the place could be converted to a
man club. I showered and entered the bedroom, wrapped in the flufffiest
whitest towel I had ever seen. As I flopped on a bed, I compared this to my
small one-room digs that I had just left. My entire room was smaller than
the bathroom of this master suite.
I heard the doorbell and ran to the balcony to see who my third boss was.
All I saw was a silhouette. A muscular tall shadow. I ran down to get the
door. My heart was leaping as I opened the carved wood door. There stood
another Bollywood hunk. First Shahid, then Hrithik and now this one. I could
not believe what was happening to me.
"Can I come in, or will you just stare at me in the doorway?", he asked.
Flustered, I said, "Sorry, please come in."
"Hrithik told me you were hot, but I certainly didn't expect this," he
looked at me from head to toes. I just realized I was standing there in only
a towel in front of  Arjun fucking Rampal!
He entered the marble foyer, and walked toward the patio.
"H and I have had some amazing times here," he pointed to the stone covered
patio. "Let's see if the place still works on me". He held my hand and led
me to the outdoor area.



As we walked, he unbuttoned his shirt. He was wearing a checkered shirt with
snap buttons and khakis. Each snap revealed the massive pecs under the shirt
and soon I saw the abs. He undid his belt, slipped off the pants and tossed
them aside. In a pair of cotton boxers, he stood there, eyeing me. He held
my face in his hands, leaned in to bring his lips on mine. The moist soft
lips parted and his tongue traced my lips. My knees weakened and I nearly
collapsed in a heap. His hands ran down my neck to my waist as he brought
his chest to mine. I could feel his heart beat faster and I was sure he
could feel mine galloping. There were some divans and he settled on the
largest one.



My hands were running over his chest and the torso. The model-turned-actor
had an awesome physique. As my fingers ran across his chest to hold him in
an embrace, his hands caressed my back, reaching down to my waist and slowly
untying the towel off my waist. The towel slid off my waist, down my pelvis
and lay around my feet as his hands pushed his pelvis into mine. We stood
there exploring each other's bodies with our hands and tongues. I was
chomping on his nipples as they stood erect. I bent down to take his eight
inch uncut cock in my mouth. I blew my breath on the head and it throbbed as
I heard a moan escape from that handsome face. I cupped his balls, and took
the entire length in my mouth. He grabbed my hair in ecstasy and I swirled
my tongue around. A few minutes later I looked up to see his head thrown
back in delight and his chest rising in deep breaths, showing off his abs
with each inspiration.



I got off my knees and stood up, he turned around. His muscular butt was
proud and up in the air. A massive back tapered to the two globes and then
flared to thick thighs. I reached down, massaging the glutes and gently
fingering the puckered hole between them. I bent and flicked my wet tongue
on the hole and felt it quiver under me. That turned me on big time. I
continued and he made it clear he wanted more. My tongue explored the area,
occasionally going around to his balls, and thighs also.
I was ready to enter him and I positioned myself over him. The hole was
tight and my cock had to use a little bit of force to overcome the
resistance. But soon, I was inside Arjjun. He let out a sigh that I wasn't
sure whether was from pain or pleasure. As I thrusted in and out, he moaned.
Boy, was he noisy!



This continued for almost ten more minutes and I knew I was ready to
explode. I pulled out, turned him around as I wanted to see that famous face
taking me in. I entered him again, this time without much resistance and saw
him roll back his head in pure delight. I bent down, kissed him and started
fucking him again. As he matched my motions, his cock rubbed against my
belly and soon we both orgasmed. I lay over him, spent and he was sighing,
his chest heaving and his hands holding me right on him. I was still in him
and he held my butt cheeks with his hands and kissing me again.
"Well, this was certainly as enjoyable as the last time I was here with H",
said the hunky and handsome Arjun.