Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 01:09:22 +0200 (MEST)
From: Rick Chasez <jc.chasez@gmx.net>
Subject: Story "I know what you did last night" - Celebrity

DISCLAIMER:
This story doesn't mean to imply anything about the real sexuality of the
celebrities portrayed. I don't know them (as much as I wish I did). If
you're not suposed to read this, don't.
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I hope you all enjoy this story, if you do, I would like to hear what you
think. Other stories I've written: "Tearing up my ass" in the Boybands
section and "Virgin Nephews" in the Incest section.
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I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST NIGHT

By Rick - jc.chasez@gmx.net


It was the filming of the movie "I know what you did last summer". The
actors were Ryan Phillipe, Freddie Prinze Jr., Sarah Michelle Gellar and
Jennifer Love Hewitt.
They were almost done, only two weeks left. Ryan was getting tired, they
were stuck in a town in the middle of nowhere. Although the two women have
been throwing themselves at him and he had been doing them alternatively,
he
wanted to go home. It was friday. Therefore, he decided that today was a
good day to get wasted. He went to Freddie and asked him to go with him to
the bar to have some drinks.
Freddie was a different story, he couldn't get enough of looking at Ryan.
From the first day, he had been wanting to get him in bed. But to his bad
fortune, Ryan didn't seem interested. It wasn't like he could go and ask
him
to fuck, so he tried to be available whenever Ryan felt like hanging out
with him.
He made sure to be near the set when the shower scene took place. He
stayed saying that he was interested in the filming process, asking the
director for tips and stuff. When Ryan came in without his clothes, he nearly
slobbered all the place. He was so fucking awesome! He didn't get to see his
dick, but all his body seem like it had been sculpted by the greeks. He
swore he would have him somehow.
Freddie too was getting tired, because he didn't even have the women to
get off with. They both were only interested in Ryan. He was left to jerk
off in his room at night. So, when Ryan asked him to go out that night, he
jumped at the chance.
He had seen that Ryan was not too much of a drinker, so he figured he
could get him drunk off his ass easily. He went to the bar at lunch, and
gave the owner a couple of hundred dollars, telling him to make sure Ryan
never ran out of alcohol in his glass and to serve the drinks specially strong.
After getting done for the day, Ryan went to Freddie and told him to get
his coat and head to the bar. Freddie was ready and they took Ryan's car
to
the place. When they got there, Freddie went to the owner and made him a
sign.
As the night went by, Ryan was getting drunk and Freddie acted like he
was, but he was drinking only water and juice. Ryan made some comments
about
how strong the drinks were in that place. Freddie just shrugged and said
that it was good, they were getting their money's worth.
At some point, Ryan had to go to the bathroom, but when he got up, he
couldn't walk anymore. Freddie approached him and put Ryan's arm on his
shoulder. His sole touch made him shiver. He helped him and when Ryan was
relieving himself, he seized the moment to take a look at the piece that he
had so much wanted to see.
He licked his lips and thought of the hours that were still ahead. Ryan
didn't want to drink anymore, but Freddie insisted. He didn't want him to
remember anything this night. Ryan reluctantly agreed and had a couple
more
drinks.
When it was obvious that if Ryan got any drunker, he would end up in the
hospital, Freddie said that they were going back to the hotel. He almost
had
to carry Ryan to the car. He drove with trembling hands. Even his knees
were
shaking. Part because he was so damn horny and part because he was
extremely nervous. What if Ryan woke up and realize what he was going to
do? He figured that he could always blame it on the booze and besides he was
sure Ryan wouldn't remember anything in the morning.
When they got to the hotel, Ryan had already passed out. He seemed
peaceful in his sleep. Since the parking lot was empty, Freddie couldn't
wait anymore and slipped his hand between Ryan's legs. He cupped his balls in
his hands. He leaned towards Ryan and kissed his mouth. He ran his tongue
over Ryan's lips and parted them slightly. He tasted alcohol. It seemed he
could get drunk just by kissing him.
He got off the car and went to the other door. He had to carry Ryan to his
room, because Ryan wouldn't wake up. But he did it gladly, because that
assured him he wouldn't know what he was going to do.
Finally, he had Ryan in bed and he started undressing him. First his
sneakers and socks. Then the jacket. He struggled a little to get him out
of his t-shirt, but was rewarded by the sight. He ran his hand over Ryan's
chest, pinching the nipples. Then over his washboard abs. Ryan's jeans were
next. He unzipped him slowly, teasing himself. He knew he had several hours,
it was only midnight.
He got off the bed to see his toy for the night, looking so fucking in
just his white CK briefs. He remembered he had brought his digital camera
with him, so he ran to his room to get it. He came back with his backpack as
fast as he could. And started taking pictures. He even thought that he
should upload the to the internet and share Ryan's beauty with the rest of the
world... then thought better of it, it was too risky.
When he had enough pictures, he went to the bed again. This time he would
uncover the first prize. He smelled Ryan's genitals through his briefs,
and
lapped at them. The smell was something that made his sight blurry. He
hooked his fingers inside the waistband and took the underwear off.
He saw Ryan's cock and balls up close for the first time. He ran his hands
over his slightly hairy tights. He took the camera again and snapped some
more pictures. Then he opened Ryan's legs to get a look at the dream of
many
men, his tiny puckered asshole.
Freddie felt he was going to faint. He never thought this could be
possible... him having fun with Ryan Phillipe's body! even if it was again
his will. Well, he wasn't complaining now... he thought with a smirk.
He took some pictures of Ryan in that position too, he wanted to have
everything pictured, so he could remember it always. He took his own
clothes
off. His cock was about to burst through his pants, and his own briefs
were
badly messed. He felt like a bitch in heat.
He laid over Ryan's body and kissed him again. He touched him everywhere,
he fondled Ryan's dick and balls. He sucked his chin, his neck... then he
went to his chest and sucked his nipples. He alternated between sucking
Ryan's left and right nipples, pinching the other. In no time, he had them
hard. He descended to Ryan's stomach and licked his navel, then the manly
treasure trail.
He was crazy and couldn't wait more. He attacked Ryan's dick with his
tongue, lapping, licking, nibbling, and then, he took the head in his
mouth. He sucked like a vacuum cleaner. Although he was drunk, all this heavy
action woke up Ryan's cock and it started to get hard. Freddie couldn't be
happier.
Freddie kept sucking that magnificent cock and rolling the stud's balls in
one of his hands, while fondling the perfect buttcheeks and asscrack with
the other. It took Ryan a long time to cum, but that was more than ok with
Freddie. He kept nursing himself on that cock. Ryan just let out a soft
moan
when he came and filled Freddie's mouth with his hot cream. After that,
Freddie couldn't contain himself anymore and exploded all over Ryan's
chest.
He had to lick all his sperm from Ryan's body, but it was the best
experience he'd ever had. Still not satisfied, Freddie turned Ryan's body
around and placed the pillows under his hips. This lifted his ass and
Freddie saw the luscious round orbs in all their glory. He kneaded the flesh and
kissed it for some time.
He then used his hands to part the buns and look at the tight rosebud that
would give him endless pleasure tonight. It looked inviting and
irresistible. He leaned to take in the smell and the heat coming out from
it. He licked tentatively... just barely touching. He hadn't really been
inclined to rim a guy until now, but this was an opportunity he could not
waste.
Ryan's anus felt like velvet to his tongue and tasted surprisingly
exciting. He couldn't fully understand the feeling. But he kept going at
it, now in a frenzy. He also experimented with his fingers. First he slipped
one inside that hole. It was a tight fit. After some action he slipped in
the second.
He couldn't wait anymore. Maybe it would be difficult to get his cock into
Ryan, but he didn't care. He searched in his bag. He had bought some
lubricant in the morning. He took a dab and applied it inside Ryan's
opening. Then he coated his aching dick with it.
He positioned himself between Ryan's legs and guided his cock with his
hand at the target. He started pushing but the sphincter didn't seem to
cooperate. A little more force and in a snap the head was inside. He let
out a groan when he felt the heat inside the hole. He kept applying presure
and soon enough his cock was buried to the hilt.
It was the best feeling he'd ever had in his whole life. While he was
plowing Ryan's ass, the hole was gripping his cock like it wanted to milk
him.
He ran his hands along Ryan's back and hips, massaging the soft butt. He
didn't know how more longer he could last.
He kept fucking Ryan who was kind of stirring now. He grabbed Ryan's hands
and laid his body over Ryan's back. All of a sudden, he felt he couldn't
contain himself anymore. He took his dick out of that hot moist hole and
bathed Ryan's back with his load.
While Ryan remained unconscious, Freddie took some last pictures and
licked the cream he had spewed all over Ryan. He turned Ryan over again
and
couldn't resist but sucking that big cut cock again. He spent a good half
hour doing that.
It had been several hours now and he figured Ryan could wake up if he kept
doing things to him, so he slipped Ryan's briefs back on, and cleaned him
with a damp towel. He figured he could leave him like that without much
suspicion. And he left for his room with a smile... He would remember this
night all his life.
The next morning, he saw Ryan hanging at the pool with the girls. He
approached them carefully and everyone waved at him cheerfully. They spent
most of the day playing and chatting. He didn't want to be so close to Ryan
now, fearing he might remember something.
When he went to his room, he saw a white envelope in his bed. In plain
writing, it said "I know what you did last night". Chills ran down his
spine
and his heart sunk. Someone saw him and would probably rat on him. He saw
himself in jail for the rest of his life. Slowly, he opened the envelope
and
read what the letter said. He ran to the door and got out in a hurry.
The letter said... "I know what you did last night. Meet me tonight for a
repeat performance in my room. Ryan."

The End

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