Date: Mon, 24 Dec 2001 01:47:21 -0800
From: Backlash29 x <backlash29@hotmail.com>
Subject: ryans-hole-04

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 Ryan Phillippe's sexuality, nor that of any other famous
personality mentioned here, and has written this purely as a work of erotic
fantasy fiction. Enjoy!

RYAN'S HOLE

by Backlash29

backlash29@hotmail.com

Chapter 4: Team Player

Back in '99, Ryan had not yet bought the house he would eventually share
with Reese Witherspoon, and he still lived in a small apartment in Beverly
Hills. It was a good central location for him: close to the beach, close to
the studios, and close the West Hollywood, where many of the local players
(high-caliber rentboys) lived who regularly showed up at his apartment to
fuck his insatiable ass.

Brady only visited Ryan's apartment once during those early months. Usually,
the fuck sessions between the two took place in Ryan's bedroom/office on the
location, or at a hotel room nearby. However, on one occasion, a player who
had been arranged to stop by Ryan's house called Brady to say he couldn't
get a hold of his roommate, who had his car, and therefore he would be a
little late showing up at Ryan's. Brady decided he better call Ryan to see
whether this was a problem.

The phone rang a couple of times, and then picked up, but no voice answered
right away. Brady could hear some grunting in the background, and finally
Ryan's breathless voice said: "Yeah?"

"Hey Ryan, it's Brady. Sorry to interrupt. Your 10 o'clock is running
late...he can't get a ride. Is that cool? Or do you want me to set up
something else?"

"Unnh...oh..." At Ryan's end of the line, there was obviously some action
going on. "Yeah, baby..." he cooed to the friend who was with him. "Keep
fuckin' me, man...yeah..." Eventually he turned his attention back to the
phone call. "10 o'clock? Isn't that Dwayne? Unnnh... From the Valley?"

I checked the list. "Yep. Dwayne, 6'2, 24 years old, hairy, clean-cut,
tattoo on his chest."

"Fuck..." Ryan groaned, and Brady wasn't sure which end of the conversation
he was reacting to. "Jesus, that feels so fuckin' good..." Brady was getting
a raging hard-on just picturing Ryan getting plowed at the other end of the
phone. "Well," Ryan continued, "I've got a dick up my ass...and one in each
hand right now, getting ready to go in my mouth...and then up my ass once
this guy's finished...so I ought to be OK for the time being..."

The line then went back to faint groans and grunts. Brady asked, "So...do
you want me to reschedule?"

"No..." Ryan moaned. "Shit...Dwayne's got a nice huge prick...he's really a
hot stud...I want him in me when these guys are done fucking me..." More
moans. Brady felt down to his own pants and rubbed his crotch. "Tell...tell
Dwayne to come by as soon as he can...he can take a cab if he wants to, I'll
pay for it once he gets here..."

"I...uh, I could drive him over," Brady offered casually. "If this is his
address, I think he lives right near me."

"You wanna?" Ryan enthused. "Dude, that would be so cool...man, I love these
dicks I'm getting...but finishing off with Dwayne's big cock would be just
perfect...you know where I live?"

"Yeah, I know where it is," Brady said. "I'll call Dwayne back and we'll be
there in an hour."

"Sounds great, Brady...I really appreciate it. And you know...?"

Brady held his breath. "Yeah?"

"I guess...oh, unhhh...oh man..." Ryan was clearly being distracted again by
the dick that was up his hot little ass. "Yeah, fuck...fuck me, dude... Hey
Brady, I guess...you can join us...if you want...since you're stopping by
anyway...?"

Brady smiled excitedly into the phone receiver. "You got it, boss. See you
soon."

And so Brady picked up Dwayne, who was just as beautiful as Ryan and his
profile described him. He had the look of a clean-cut jock, tall and
gorgeous, with dark hair and dark eyes. Brady had trouble keeping his eyes
on the road. When they got to Ryan's place and let themselves inside, they
followed the moans to Ryan's bedroom. The boy wonder was on his back on the
bed, his legs spread wide, his ass being plowed deep and hard by a
good-looking older guy, around 40 years old or so. Two clean-cut twinks with
huge dicks were on kneeling at either side of Ryan's face. He had his fists
around each of their cocks and was taking turns sucking them off.

"Hey guys, come on in," he greeted Brady and Dwayne. "Join the party. I've
got all their fuck-loads in me now, but Ralph here wants to give me one
more...and I want Jamie and Howie here to shoot on my chest when he does."

Brady looked over at Dwayne, who had immediately started getting undressed
when they entered the apartment. Brady was in awe of his physique. As the
hired stud dropped his underwear, Brady saw a huge, long, semi-hard dick
flop down between his legs. It had to be twelve inches, and he wasn't even
fully hard yet! Ryan was going to take THAT monster up his ass? No wonder he
specially requested this guy to end his evening!

The older hairy guy came in Ryan's hole with a series of loud, orgasmic
shouts. After he caught his breath, he kissed Ryan's tummy and got off the
bed to make room for Dwayne. Brady stood nearby, now fully nude himself and
jacking off as he watched the scene. The two boys at Ryan's head hadn't cum
yet, but they were getting close. Brady watched as Ryan's cute face swiveled
from each dick to the other, taking it in for long, luscious slurps while
beating off the other one, and then, after a half-dozen deep-throats,
switching cocks again.

Ralph, the older guy, put his arm on Brady's shoulder, using his other hand
to wag his now-flaccid dick. "Man, that kid really loves to be fucked, don't
he?"

Brady nodded. "Yup. He can't seem to get enough."

Ralph was truly a specimen. He was older than most of the guys Brady knew of
who fucked Ryan, but he could see right away why Ryan was attracted. Ralph
looked like the hot gym coach that gay bottom boys always dream of. His
broad, hairy chest was tan and muscular, and his trim physique sat atop a
beautiful and strong pair of sexy legs. His eyes were like coal and his
voice rumbled erotically as he spoke.

Dwayne had gotten on the bed and was now working all of his huge dick into
Ryan's well-used asshole. Howie and Jamie looked ready to jizz themselves
all over Ryan's sexy face and chest. On a whim, Brady decided to drop to his
knees and suck the spent cum off Ralph's cock. "Whoa!" the older stud
hollered in reaction. "What are you up to down there?" Ralph seemed
surprised by the sudden move, but he certainly wasn't pushing Brady away.

Brady energetically deep-throated the cock until it was back to its full
state of hardness. It looked and tasted perfect, just the kind of big daddy
cock Brady sometimes enjoyed. He pulled his mouth off Ralph's turgid dick
and looked up at him with his best submissive-boy eyes, asking: "Will you
please fuck me, sir, while I wait my turn to use Ryan?"

And so Brady was soon on the bed himself, on his knees perpendicular to
Ryan, his own desirable ass hovering over the bed's far side. As Ralph
positioned himself behind Brady and worked his big daddy-tool inside, Brady
kissed Ryan's hot chest and face, slowly working his way down to Ryan's
gorgeous eight-inch cock. In one motion, he sucked it into his mouth and
began administering the best blow-job to his client that he knew how.

"Oh, fuck!" Ryan spat, in between sucking the cocks at his face. "Suck me,
Brady! This is fuckin' heaven!"

Brady had to agree. He hadn't had his ass fucked in a while, and he was glad
to give this hot daddy the pleasure of using his ass immediately after
cumming inside Ryan's. In addition, he loved sucking Ryan's cock, and he
never got much chance to do it, because every time he was with the
superstar, Ryan was demanding to be fucked. And right now Ryan was at his
very best: He had the stud player Dwayne hammering in and out of his hot
hole with that incredible foot-long tool, he was getting his cock sucked by
his sexy young agency assistant, and he had two gorgeous porn-quality
twinkie-boys with thick cocks ready to pour their jizz all over his chest.

As Brady continued blowing Ryan , he settled into a half-dream state,
feeling the daddy-cock plunge in and out of him from behind, and watching
Dwayne's enormous tool fill and refill Ryan's hole to capacity a few inches
from his sucking face. It was only a few minutes before he was rewarded with
Ryan's spunk in his mouth, followed by the twinkie-twins shooting all over
Ryan's body and into Brady's hair.

This left the two tops, who railed into Ryan and Brady's hot bodies as if
they were possessed. Howie and Jamie got off the bed, leaving room for Brady
to move up Ryan's body and kiss his sweet face as Ralph and Dwayne continued
to fuck them both.

"Oh, man...unhhh...fuck..." Ryan moaned between passionate kisses. "This
is...so fucking good..."

"Yeah, man," Brady agreed with a sexy whisper only the two of them could
hear. "You like all this attention? You like watching this stud daddy-player
fuck me while the big horse-hung Dwayne here uses your hot, tight little
ass?"

"Yess...yesss..." Ryan hissed, then grabbed Brady's neck and pulled him in
for more deep kissing.

"Fuck...oh man..." Ralph was getting close. He grabbed Brady's slim hips and
throttled harder than ever, blowing his load into him. A few minutes later,
as Ralph lay forward over Brady, recovering, Dwayne whooped and hot his big
load of jizz up inside Ryan's ass as well.

"That just leaves me," Brady grinned at Ryan, offering him one last kiss
before getting up. "You want my dick, baby?"

Ryan just whimpered.

Brady took his place between those sexy legs. He put his hard dick at the
entrance to Ryan's cummy chute, and like always, the ass seemed to instantly
devour his whole nine-inch rod up to the pubes.

"Shit!" Brady exclaimed. "This hole's been fucked so hard, my fat dick isn't
even touching the sides!"

The other studs all laughed. Brady came inside Ryan a few minutes later.
Jamie and Howie were dressed and soon out the door. Dwayne was waiting for
Brady, who was his ride home. Meanwhile, Ralph came over to Brady before
leaving and whispered in his ear: "You're a real talented buy, my versatile
friend. I don't usually hire players, but you're welcome to get my info from
Ryan here any time you like."

Player? Brady stopped getting dressed for a moment to look over at this sexy
daddy stud, who was now fully dressed himself in his work boots, sweater and
jeans. "What are you talking about? I'm Ryan's assistant from the agency. I
thought YOU were the player...?"

Ralph looked surprised for a moment, then let out a deep laugh. "Me? Hell
no, I'm the landlord. I've got a wife and two kids asleep upstairs!"

*     *     *

For the last three weeks of filming "Cruel Intentions" in '99, several
members of the cast and crew were relocated to Toronto, where several city
locations and other outdoor scenes were to be shot. Ryan was getting dicked
almost every day by Sean, Eric and Josh, and had gotten used to the pleasure
of all three guys ravishing his divine ass after a long day of filming.
However, none of these three boys were scheduled to attend the Toronto
shoot. In fact, they all had other projects to move on to.

"God, I'm really going to miss those guys," Ryan told Brady one afternoon as
they were going over the details of the upcoming travel. "They are truly
great fucks. What's worse, none of the crew guys who fuck me are going to
Toronto, and you're only going to be there for a few days yourself! Where am
I going to get some dick?"

Brady smiled. He loved it when Ryan pouted. "Don't worry, my friend. I'm
sure we can find some sexy Canadians to fill up your ass while you're up
there."

"But...it's three whole weeks! Do you know how many times I usually get
fucked in three weeks?"

"I can imagine," Brady said, rolling his eyes. "Look, in the notes he left
me, Alan only lists one player in the Toronto area. It's not anyone you've
met before, but the notes say he's very well-connected. I've called this
guy, Ambrose, and I keep leaving messages, but he never calls back. If I
can't get a hold of him, I'll make sure a few guys fly out from New York to
keep you busy. It's not that far away."

Ryan continued his intense frown.

"Look Ryan, if you don't quit flashing me those pouty lips, I'm going to
have to put them to work!"

That caused a grin, and a moment later Ryan was kneeling before Brady's open
jeans, sucking down his cock and, five minutes later, his sexy agency
assistant's hot, sticky load.

*     *     *

That night, Brady's cell phone rang.

"Ambrose here," the caller announced. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I was out
of the country, just got back tonight. So, Mr. Brady Jones, what can I do
for you?"

Brady explained the situation: He was an agency rep with a young movie star
client, looking for entertainment from good-looking, well-hung male
companions--the more of them, the better.

"I see," Ambrose mused. "Well, did Alan tell you my business?"

"No, not really," Brady said.

"Uh-huh. Well, I think I can satisfy what your client is looking for. You
see, I am a sort of broker for professional sports teams--football,
baseball, you name it. Just like you Hollywood types, my boys  need a handy
and discreet way to get off. So, I take a fee from some of them to...arrange
stuff. Seems to go alright."

Brady was excited to think about this. Pro sports dudes hired players as
well for getting off?

"Well, Mr. Ambrose," Brady stated, "I think we might work out a deal."

*     *     *

Ryan arrived at dusk to the posh Hotel Langdon in downtown Toronto. As one
of the crew handled the check-in, Ryan went directly to his room. He was
extremely horny...the long flight had taken its toll on him, and even though
he made the best of things during his last night in L.A.--hiring a dozen of
his favorite players to fuck him several times each all through the night,
dropping as many loads in his movie star ass as they could manage--he was
now well-rested and ready for more.

Brady, who wouldn't be in Toronto for another five days, had promised he
would be well-satisfied upon his arrival. His instructions had been cryptic,
almost like a game: After checking in, he should wait one hour and then call
Brady on his cell. He should then wait another hour, then go downstairs to
the hotel lounge and wait for the hired "players" to approach him.

The call to Brady was brief. "OK, I'm here," Ryan said. "Where's my players?
I want this hole fucked!"

"Jesus, man," Brady teased him. "I talked to Dwayne...he told me about last
night. I'm surprised you can even think about getting fucked again this soon
after taking so much cock!"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Ryan said. "Just whoever it is, please tell them to
be on time."

An hour later, Ryan was in the lobby. He chose a seat far away from the
crowded bar and the front entrance, not wanting an encounter with one of his
fans to delay him from this appointment. Finally, he felt an arm on his
shoulder, and he turned to see two strapping, gorgeous men standing before
him. One was tall and cute, with luscious full lips like Ryan's and a trim,
studly physique. The other was more average height, very butch and handsome,
with a broad chest and beautiful dark eyes.

"Hey Ryan," the tall one said, stretching out his hand. "I'm Shawn Green,
and this is Brad Fullmer. We're really glad to meet you!"

Ryan shook their hands, and tried to determine where he might have heard
these names before. Then it hit him: They were both built like baseball
players. "From the Blue Jays?" he asked, incredulous.

"Yep, the same," Brad said with a cute come-hither smile. "Your guy and our
guy hooked us up. We don't see many Hollywood types up around here!"

Instinctively, Ryan licked his lips at the thought of these two studs naked
and hard, ready to give him what he wanted: Big ball-player dick up his hot
Hollywood hole. "Wow...this is great, you guys. It's a real pleasure meeting
you as well!"

The threesome started to make their way back to the lobby, when Shawn looked
out at the driveway and said: "Oh good, the rest of the guys made it as
well."

Into the lobby walked Javy Lopez, Chipper Jones, and Andruw Jones of the
Atlanta Braves. Ryan determined that they must be the visiting team for this
week-end's Blue Jays game. He couldn't believe his luck!

"Javy, how are ya," Brad greeted the first stud. The two beautiful men
shared a male-bonding hug-and-slap, putting up a good appearance for anyone
in the lobby who might recognize them.

"Doin' fine, Fullmer," Javy replied. "Ready to kick some Blue Jay Ass this
week-end. You know Chipper and Andruw?"

"Sure do," Shawn responded. When all of the baseball studs had greeted each
other and introduced themselves to Ryan, they headed toward the elevator and
took their party upstairs.

Once all six men were in the room together, Ryan excitedly pulled off his
shirt and began undoing his slacks. His slender chest and cute stomach, both
covered in a fine, barely-visible coating of blond fur, were seductively
visible, and all of the ball players watched as he lowered his slacks to
reveal a sexy pair of red-and-white briefs.

"Whew-ee!" Javy whistled, slapping his teammate Chipper on the back. "We've
got a live one, after all!"

"Yeah, when Ambrose told us he was setting this up and who we'd be fucking,
I could barely believe our luck," Shawn chimed in, kicking off the running
shoes he was wearing and pulling off his sweats.

The rest of the "team" soon followed suit, removing the articles of clothing
that hung to their athletic frames. All five of the pro baseball players
were dressed-down in T-shirts and ball caps, and all were wearing sweats,
except for Brad who wore gray running shorts, showing off his fine tan and
his thick, gorgeous legs. His teammate, Shawn, looked tall and sexy in his
off-duty uniform, and Ryan immediately wondered if he had the oversized meat
to match his 6'-4" frame. Likewise, Chipper, also 6'-4" but bulkier than
Shawn, seemed to be showing an impressive bulge. Andruw was the quietest of
the lot, and the only black player; his full lips and puppy-dog eyes pierced
Ryan's own soulful gaze with the promise of sexual fire. But it was Javy who
seemed the sexiest to Ryan overall, his broad shoulders, shining smile and
dark great looks making him seem like the ultimate pro baseball hunk...and,
for that matter, the perfect top.

Now, all were naked, or close to it--all but Chipper kept their white ankle
socks on, and Javy and Shawn both wore jockstraps. Ryan was about to
encourage them to remove them, especially wanting to see what hunk of meat
was swinging between Javy's legs, but he decided to hold off. He didn't
often get to see guys wearing jockstraps anyways, and certainly never
professional jocks like these!

So Ryan reclined on the bed, reaching into his own trendy briefs and pulling
out his throbbing eight inches for a wank. As soon as his fist made the
first stroke up and down, he realized how horny he'd been all day--at the
hotel, on the plane, even waking up in his bedroom this morning on a few
hours' sleep after the high-quality ass-pounding he'd gotten from those
dozen studs the night before. All day since then he'd been curious about the
"surprise" Brady had promised him was in store. Now he was about to find out
what an All-Star baseball fuck was like!

"Oh yeah," he moaned wildly, pulling up and down on his dick. "You guys look
even better than I imagined. Who's gonna fuck me first?"

All of the guys were fondling themselves now as well, huddled around the
bed, looking fondly and excitedly at the sexy bottom who was about to offer
them his services. Javy and Shawn groped their dicks through their
jockstraps, while the other three pulled their own dicks to a throbbing
hardness. By a slight measure, it appeared that Andruw had the biggest of
them, around nine thick inches, with Brad and Chipper not far behind,
sporting cocks that were about the size of Ryan's own. Ryan had never been
too particular about the size of dick he got fucked by--he was never one to
turn a hot, willing top away on account of being underhung--but he knew deep
down that he truly loved big cocks the most. They were the most visually
appealing, the most fun to suck on, and the most rewarding challenge to take
up his hot, tight, juicy ass.

No one answered Ryan's sexy invitation right away. The men all stood around,
transfixed by the beauty of the blond bottom-boy, reaching into his briefs
and pulling his pud, hot and ready for the moment when he could take all of
them on. Finally, Chipper said in a low voice: "Well, pussy-boy, why don't
you show us some of the goods?"

Pussy-boy. At the sound of the taunt, Ryan's eyes half-shut and a special
swell surged through his cock. He felt an almost electric shock of
excitement. Not all of the guys he was with the first time caught on to his
appetite for verbal domination. And with others, as with Brady and the
players, he didn't generally bring it up on his own. Once you have to
request it, he figured, half the fun is gone. He hoped these stud jocks
would notice his reactions and keep the taunts coming. If they did, it could
be a hell of an afternoon.

"You...you want to see my ass?" he moaned.

Chipper approached the bed. He was the biggest guy in the group, and Ryan
shuddered as he put one knee on the bed and continued pulling on his
throbbing cock. "Fuckin' right we do," he said. "Let's see what we have to
look forward to."

Slowly, Ryan looked around at each of them, and reached inside his briefs on
both sides and pulled them down, past his balls, across his milky sinewy
thighs, over his knees, and finally to his ankles, where he pinched his feet
out of them and kicked them aside. Then, one hand still on his dick, he
rolled toward the center of the bed, and his fantastic ass came into view.
Gradually he got onto his knees, supporting himself with his left hand as
his right continued to slowly jack his dick.

When he was in this suggestive position, he turned his head toward the
others and peered at them with his prettiest, come-fuck-me gaze, asking: "Is
this what you wanted, guys? Do you like what you see?"

Javy whistled again, and the others just groaned and laughed. "Oh fuck
yeah," Shawn replied enthusiastically. "Jesus, this might be the sweetest
ass we've seen all season."

"I think so," Brad agreed.

"Except maybe for that gymnast fella who came down from Ohio," Andruw said
to his teammates.

"Who? Blaine Wilson?" Javy retorted. "Fuck, man, he was fine, but this ass
looks even better." Ryan looked at him: the jock was still on, but a
noticeable wet spot had started forming at the front of the terrific bulge.
"Yeah, Blaine did take all our cocks pretty well that night, though. What
was there? Like, ten of us?"

"Yep," Chipper said throatily, still gazing at Ryan. "He had a deep, tight,
bottomless hole for cocks and cum. But I bet this pussy-boy can offer us
just the same thing."

"Maybe better," Javy mused.

Ryan moaned loudly at this banter. He loved hearing men talk about how they
would use his ass.

"Yeah, bitch? You like that?" Chipper seemed to be the most aggressive
talker, so Ryan turned his head toward him and wagged his ass invitingly in
the stud's direction. "You think you could take ten dicks in that pretty
bitch ass of yours?"

The moans continued, but Ryan didn't bother to answer directly. A moment
later, he felt a hard, stinging swat across his right butt-cheek. Before the
pain could register, he automatically thought of the crack of a bat.

"Answer me, pussy," Chipper continued. "You think you could take ten dicks
at once?"

" Yess...yes, sir. " The pain of the spanking clouded Ryan's thinking for a
moment, but he hastily brought his wits about him and responded. " I...I
took even more than that...last night."

The guys were all taken aback by this. "No shit!" Javy laughed. "Fuck, man,
he really is a pussy-boy. What a total whore for cock."

"Yeah, he means business," Shawn agreed.

"Yeah," Chipper agreed, and then he delivered an equally hard swat to Ryan's
other cheek. "But, so do we."

"Oh yeah," Brad moaned, turned on by watching the display of force on the
bottom's ass. "Let's do it. Let's see what he's made of. I want inside that
ass."

"I want to go first," Andruw spoke up. It was the first words he'd spoken
since they all entered the room. All heads turned to him, the strong silent
one, as Andruw moved toward the bed. He got on the mattress next to Ryan,
and reached around, firmly but gently, to feel the skin around the blond
boy's lower back and bouncy, fuckable ass.

Brad, drawn to the scene also, approached the bed and used his own left hand
to do the same, sensing Ryan's excitement as the two ball players felt
around his soft skin and his ready back-door. With his right hand, Brad
continued stroking his own dick. "Jesus, it's so soft," he mumbled. "What an
incredible ass."

"Yeah, he's going to be a fine fuck," Javy, next to him, agreed.

Andruw's finger found Ryan's hole, and he pressed it in to the first
knuckle. Ryan replied with a slight yelp, then immediately pressing his
whole ass backward, instinctively wanting further penetration.

"He's kinda tight, boys," Andruw said. "Hard to believe if he got
gang-fucked last night. But we better find something to lube him up."

Javy crawled onto the bed between Brad and Andruw. "I know just the thing,"
he said, and a moment later, one of Ryan's many fantasies was suddenly
coming true: Javy Lopez was hunched behind him, one strong hand on each
ass-cheek to pull them gently apart, and his long tongue was lapping his
soft little hole.

"Ooooohh, oo, oh yes...!" Ryan squealed, squirming on the bed in ecstasy,
pressing his ass back to meet Javy's tongue. "Oh, fuck, fuckin' A, this is
so good...Javy, eat me, rim my fuckin' hole!"

Javy responded by groaning loudly and licking deeper, his handsome face soon
buried between Ryan's superstar cheeks. He licked the tiny rosebud in quick
motions, back-and-forth, up-and-down. When it expanded for him, he dug his
tongue deep inside, as deep as the perfect little ass would let him. When
the hole closed shut again, he resumed licking around the rim. "Mmm-mmph,"
he groaned with pleasure. "Ah, god," he said when he briefly pulled away for
air. "Fuck, guys, this is the hottest ass I've tasted in a while!"

"Oh yeah?" Shawn said with a smirk. "Does that include mine?"

Javy ignored his sexy teammate and continued rimming Ryan, eventually
driving the bottom boy crazy with desire for the different, deeper kind of
penetration he required. "Oh yeah! You gotta fuck me, man! Fuck me now!"

Javy moved aside, and Andruw took up his spot behind Ryan's bent-over ass.
He waited there for a moment, slapping his big dick against the cheeks a few
times in preparation. "So," Andruw spoke softly. "This is our little
pussy-boy."

Again, Ryan thrilled at the dirty name. "Yes sir," he gasped. "Let me be
your pussy-boy. I want you to fuck me, sir. All of you. I want to take all
your dicks!"

"We'll see about that," Andruw said. Reaching down, he stuck one finger back
inside Ryan's hole, which was much wetter and softer now from Javy's
rim-job. Ryan responded as expected, with an erotic twitch and a long,
sustained moan of pleasure. "Yeah? You like that, little bitch-boy?"

"Fuck, yes sir," Ryan replied. "Your finger feels so good..."

"My finger?" Andruw commanded. "My finger where...?"

"In...in my ass..." Ryan was delirious with anticipation of getting filled
with cock.

"Wrong, bitch," Andruw said, slapping Ryan once on each cheek, in the exact
location where the red marks still showed from Chipper's earlier spankings.
"This is not your ass. What is it?"

"Ohhh, sir...unhhh..." Ryan groaned as the finger pushed deeper inside him.
"Sir..."

"I'll give you a hint," Andruw offered, still using the same calm, even
tone. "If you are our pussy-boy, then the place where I'm putting my finger
is...?"

"My pussy!" Ryan wailed. "Oh yes, sir, please put your cock inside my
pussy!"

Andruw wiggled the finger around some more. "Yes, whore, that's right. I'm
fingering your pussy."

Ryan's hole was so loose and ready now that Andruw could easily put his
whole finger deep inside, bring it out to the tip, and press it back in
again, fucking the boy on his long, strong ebony digit. "Check it out,
boys," he said to the others. "This bitch has a hot cunt that's ready and
itching to be fucked."

"Oh fuck yes..." Ryan agreed enthusiastically, liking this game but aching
from the torment of it all. "My cunt...oh, yeah, fuck my hot
pussy-hole...please, use my hole, sirs...I want your cocks in me..."

Chipper chimed in. "Is that all you want, bitch? Is dick the only thing you
want in your hole?"

"No..."

"What else do you want, bitch?" Brad asked, moving toward the side of the
bed, near Ryan's head.

"Cumm...please, I want all your hot jock cum in me..." Ryan was nearly
sobbing now.

Brad put one knee on the bed and grabbed his throbbing eight inches by the
base, waving the whole thick schlong at Ryan. "Yeah? You want me to pump all
this jock-juice into ya? You want five hot loads of pro baseball jizz up in
your ass?"

"Yes!! Oh yes, please! I want it so bad!"

Chipper snorted. "Five loads? Shit, we can do better than that." He pulled
on his own cock a few times as Andruw lined his fat nine inches up with
Ryan's hole. "I don't know about you pussies, but when I'm on the road like
this, I'm generally good for three or four loads per night!"

"Me too," Andruw agreed, inhaling deeply, and then pushing his whole cock
into Ryan's ass. "Unnnh-uh-UH!" he groaned loudly, his most audible
exclamation all day. "Holy fuck!" he announced, breathless. "What a hole! It
totally fuckin' just pulled me inside! Shit..."

Ryan let out a long, loud sigh of pleasure at having successfully sucked
Andruw's big black pole into his asshole with one motion, and he reached out
now for Brad's rod, extended tantalizingly in front of him. "That's right,"
he called back to Andruw, "it's a great fuckin' hole. Now do your worst on
it while I suck down this beautiful cock."

"Fuckin' pussy-boy!" Andruw roared. "I'll show you for speaking up. Go on,
suck that dick. I'm gonna plow this hot cunt 'til it's so loose and sloppy
you won't be able to feel the other guys going in!"

I doubt that very much, Ryan thought proudly. His hole was well-known to be
the freshest and tightest in the business. But these guys didn't know
that--not yet, at least--he certainly didn't mind Andruw railing into him
with all he's got.

Ryan fell to his elbows, grabbing Brad's engorged cock with both hands and
then feeding it into his mouth. He loved sucking on a nice fat cock while
another stud did a pile-drive technique in and out of his asshole. As Andruw
got underway thrusting hard and deep into his perky butt, Ryan moaned his
pleasure and focused on his blow-job, humming and sucking lovingly on Brad's
thick meat.

Before long, Andruw was spraying his hot seed into Ryan's ass. "Oh! Fuck!
Oh..." Andruw yelled, his ropes of hot jism filling Ryan deep from the
inside. "Take it, take it bitch... Fuckin' A...fuckin' blowing my seed in
your man-cunt, pussy-boy...oh yeah!"

Brad pulled out of Ryan's mouth. He knew he was close and that he wanted to
put his big load into the blond hunk's ass-pussy rather than dump it into
his mouth. He took sloppy seconds after Andruw, pushing in with his thick
cock and fucking away. Meanwhile, Chipper approached the bed where Brad had
been, offering his dick to Ryan's mouth.

"Oh yeah, stud...fuck my mouth while that stud takes seconds on my hole,"
Ryan begged.

"Fuckin' right I will," Chipper growled, grabbing Ryan's silky blond locks
and forcing his whole face over his throbbing dick. Ryan choked on the cock
at first, but he instantly loved the forceful feeling of having his mouth
fucked by the tall, dominant ballplayer. "Eat that dick, bitch," Chipper
continued. "You love sucking down all that cock, dontcha...you love eating
dick and getting it up your ass."

Ryan resisted long enough to pull his mouth off the big, juicy cock and
respond. "Yes sir," he muttered breathlessly before Chipper's hot boner
penetrated his cute face once again.

Brad didn't last long up Ryan's pussy hole, and soon he was shooting off
even more cum that Andruw had, and being even louder about it. "FUCK! Oh
shit, yes! Take all that cum, you fuckin' bitch! You fuckin' whore! Take my
load! Oh FUCK!" Ryan couldn't quite count, but he swore Brad blasted a full
fifteen jets of sperm into his pussy, mixing it with Andruw's load until it
started overflowing and running down his legs. Ryan was impressed: usually,
the overflow didn't start happening until around fucks #4 or #5.

Ryan was eager now to roll onto his back, in part to see what the other two
sexy studs, Javy and Shawn were doing. He knew Chipper, currently
penetrating him orally, would want to fuck him next. But no sooner had Ryan
felt Chipper pull out of his face and rolled himself over than Brad sat on
his chest, smirking down at his lovely face as Chipper spread Ryan's legs
and forced his cock into his leaking hole.

"I want some of that tongue action, Ryan," Brad demanded, teasingly. "I
wanna feel your hot little tongue going up my hole."

With a look of subservience and a breathless little nod, Ryan agreed. "Yes
sir," he said softly, enduring Chipper's heavy strokes up his asshole.
"Unnh, uh...oh fuck...yes sir, whatever...ummmh, oh, yes...whatever you
say..."

Chipper was stretching Ryan's legs good and wide, providing the optimum
penetration for his wild fuck. As Brad stood on the bed and turned around to
position himself for Ryan's rim-job, Ryan quickly stole a glance across the
hotel room. Next to the window was a glass table, and Javy was spread
forward across it, still wearing his jock, his hairy chest pressed against
the tabletop. Shawn was crouched on the carpet behind him, stroking his own
dick inside his jock as he busily and noisily licked out Javy's hot asshole.

The sight was so fucking beautiful: Atlanta catcher Javy, the jock stud top
of Ryan's dreams, was getting heavily rimmed by the tall, sexy right fielder
from another team, Shawn Green of the Toronto Blue Jays. Ryan just had
enough time to look back and note the expression of pure bliss on Javy's
face, and the fact that Javy was staring directly at Ryan and the scene on
the bed, before Brad's hairy ass came down on top of Ryan's tongue, and he
started licking the hot hitter's hairy hole.

Ryan slipped into the usual state of ecstasy that he often experienced while
getting fucked on his back, enhanced by the fragrant musk of a hot manhole
to rim directly above his face. As Chipper drove his dick hard in and out of
his hole in front, Ryan grabbed Brad's strong thighs and pulled the stud's
hairy ass down further onto his tongue. He rimmed him deep, savoring the
scent of his maleness and sweat, along with...what was this other flavor?
Salty and sweet...it had to be cum. Brad was a bottom too?

As Chipper fired off even more cum into Ryan's hole, Brad gradually moved
off of Ryan's face, and then crouched to kiss him tenderly, sharing the
essential taste of his ass. He quickly whispered: "Our little secret, OK?
One of the coaches fucked my ass this morning, before all of us came by." He
smiled sweetly, and Ryan smiled back.

"OK, you lovebirds, break it up," came a voice from behind Chipper, still
crouched between Ryan's splayed legs, heaving deep breaths in his
post-orgasmic satisfaction. He moved aside, and Ryan, upon lowering his legs
to rest them momentarily, suddenly beheld the source of the voice: Javy,
standing next to Shawn. Both men were finally naked, and were now upright
and erect after their hot shared rimming action. What took Ryan's breath
away was the whopping packages they had been hiding up until now in their
jockstraps. Both men sported cocks that were almost as big as any Ryan had
ever encountered!

"Holy shit," Ryan mumbled. "How...how big is that?" He watched as Javy used
both hands to pull on his monstrous prick.

Javy laughed. "I dunno, around eleven inches, I think," he said. "Shawn
here's about the same, wouldn't you say, buddy?"

Shawn playfully stepped over and pressed his hard cock up against Javy's, as
if to measure. "I guess that's right," he said. "But yours is thicker, my
friend."

"All the better to fuck our little friend here, wouldn't you say?" Jay
replied.

Ryan was way ahead of them. Upon seeing two studs before him waving big
dicks like those around, he did the thing that came most natural: he hoisted
his legs right back into the air. In fact, he didn't even consciously will
his legs to do so--it was a purely involuntary reaction. One moment he
looked and saw Javy and Shawn and those incredible dicks ready to fuck him,
and the next moment his kneecaps were gently settling next to each of his
ears. He wanted--no, he needed--to be fucked by these two incredible studs!

"Oh sirs..." he moaned with pleasure and anticipation. "Please, yes...I want
those cocks...I want you to fuck me, you know I can take it...fuck me
now..."

"Oh yeah," Shawn agreed with a friendly grin. "We know you can take it.
Shit, your cunt sucks up dicks about as good as any hole I've ever
seen--man, woman, or what-have-you!"

"Fuck yeah," Javy agreed. "Just look at all that hot jizz pouring out of it
right now." Javy was focused on Ryan's hole, and took a step toward the
bottom boy's oozing cunt-hole as it dripped Chipper's, Brad's and Andruw's
loads onto the hotel bedspread. "Makes me wanna..."

He stopped for a moment, then looked back at Shawn, who was still grinning.
"Shit, I don't care, man. Do it," Shawn said.

So Javy dove between Ryan's legs and ravenously ate up the loads that poured
from it. Ryan squealed and moaned with delight. Here was the sexy stud of a
man who had eaten his hole a short while earlier, before he'd taken any of
their cocks in it, and now he was back again, wolfing down as much of the
three stud's sperm as he could. He ate Ryan's pussy like a man possessed,
eager to sample all of the gooey cum.

Finally, he pulled his face out again, and Ryan noticed it was covered with
juices, lending the ballplayer's handsome dark features an almost savage
look. "Fuck," Javy wheezed. "I gotta watch it or I'll shoot before I even
make it inside this whore! But fuck, that fuckin' cum-hole tastes so fuckin'
good!"

"Better let me go first, then, big fella, if you're that close," Shawn said,
gently pushing his friend aside. "Go take it easy. There'll be plenty of
this bitch left when I'm through."

Shawn drilled his big eleven inches straight down into Ryan's pussy, and
both young men groaned with delight. Ryan always savored getting a nice huge
prick inside him, and Shawn was always grateful to find a hole that could
take his big dick, especially balls-deep on the first thrust. When he was at
full-depth, Ryan could feel him solidly against his prostate, and the
sensation gave his cock a mini-orgasm, spitting a small amount of cum onto
his sexy belly. Only by willing himself not to touch his dick could Ryan
sustain the pleasure of Shawn's giant cock filling him up. With each stroke
Shawn pumped into Ryan's hot rectum, the blond slut got closer and closer to
exploding, but through careful concentration he managed to hold off.

He couldn't do the same, however, once Javy took the helm. When Shawn shot
into Ryan, Javy once again got into Ryan's asshole with his tongue and
licked deeply, rimming all around inside his moist, willing channel, sucking
up all the vestiges of cum. Then, ultimately, he rose to his knees between
Ryan's sexy legs, holding them wide, and looking down at the prostrate boy
with a knowing and dominant gaze. Ryan felt so consumed by the power of this
strapping, masculine hunk that he started leaking cum again before Javy's
hot cock even touched his hole. Then, a moment later, Javy drove all the way
in to the hilt, and the sensation was too much for Ryan to bear. The first
long rope of jizz Ryan shot out of his cock coincided with the latter half
of Javy's first inward thrust, and Ryan shot a dozen more jets with each of
the next twelve thrusts the ballplayer made into his hot hole.

"Fuck, check this out," Javy alerted the others. "This fuckin' whore is
cumming with every thrust I make into his hot cunt."

"Yeah, what a fuckin' slut," Chipper agreed.

"He really likes that whopper dick fucked all the way inside him, Javy,"
Brad chimed in.

Shawn agreed. "Go on, give it to him, nice and deep."

Andruw simply stood by, stroking his black nine-inch dick and watching the
scene, silent once again.

*     *     *

Chipper was right about one thing: They all had more than one load to give
Ryan's slutty little hole that day. The five ballplayers stayed around until
well into the evening, fucking Ryan over and over as the sun outside the
hotel windows slowly set.

At one point, someone ordered some room service, and the stud who showed up
to deliver it came in just as Javy was railing his third cum of the day into
Ryan's insatiable hole. At this point, Ryan was forced flat on his stomach
on the bed, so his face couldn't be recognized, but his beautiful ass still
stuck up into the air. The room service boy, a handsome twenty-year-old with
broad shoulders named Mack, dropped off the tray, but moments later was
pulling off his uniform in response to the ballplayer's invitation to take a
turn on their pussy's hole.

When Mack had dumped his load in Ryan, he asked: "I gotta get back to work,
but a few other guys are just coming off their shift, and man, would they
love a shot at this one. Can I tell them to stop up?"

"Fuck yeah," Chipper responded. "We're not fucked out yet. We should be
using him for at least the next few hours or so. Send 'em up."

This led to three more strapping studs piling their loads into Ryan's
pussy-hole, one of whom stayed around to get fucked by Javy's and Shawn's
incredible dicks himself.

After that, all five took one last shot at Ryan, and then they called it a
night. Shawn, Andruw, Chipper and Brad all left, promising to look Ryan up
next time they were in L.A., and telling him to keep them in mind when he
was visiting either Toronto or Atlanta.

"I will," Ryan promised. "And Brad and Shawn--keep in mind, I'm here for
three weeks. My ass-pussy needs as much cock action as it can get. So cum on
over and load your dicks in me anytime you get the chance. And bring anyone
else along who's interested, as long as they're well-hung studs!"

Javy stayed behind as the others left. He was fully dressed, but he wanted a
last private moment with Ryan.

"I've really enjoyed this," he told Ryan. "I've been a big fan of yours--and
your ass--for quite a while. I'm really glad we could spend this time
together."

Ryan almost melted at the sound of his jock-idol saying these words. "Javy,"
he responded softly, "you're the sexiest and the greatest, and your dick is
something I could get addicted to pretty easy. You should fly to Los Angeles
and fuck my hole the very next chance you get."

"Well, I've got games the next three nights, and then I gotta get back to
Atlanta," he said, "but we'll see." He walked over to Ryan, and the boy
thought the man would kiss him, but instead he found himself being pushed
gently onto the bed and rolled onto his knees once again. Javy laid back on
the jizz-soaked bedspread between Ryan's thighs, his face just below the
boy's nut sac, and wiggled a finger into his cummy hole.

"I know I got off in here three times since the last time I licked you," he
said softly, "and the others did as well, with an extra load from Chipper,
so that makes sixteen...plus the four hotel employees, so that makes twenty.
Twenty fresh loads..."

Ryan moaned with anticipation of what Javy was about to do.

"Please, Ryan... you know I like this, even more than I could let on in
front of the others," Javy continued. "I want to eat all those loads.
Please, Ryan, feed me all the cum in your hole. I want to lick out your
pussy... I want to eat those twenty loads we all shot in your cunt."

Slowly, Ryan pulled himself up to his knees, so he was squatting over his
jock-idol. He softly sat his hot, well-used butt down onto Javy's sexy
stubble, and in a second he felt the tongue in his hole and heard Javy
moaning with intense delight. The ballplayer strongly gripped Ryan's
beautiful thighs and pulled the ass down onto his face, sucking at all of
the cum, which poured from the hole like a fountain and formed two rivers
down the side of Javy's face, mixing into his goatee. He drank and drank all
of the hot ball-player jizz that flowed from Ryan's cunt, lapping and
swallowing and lapping some more, until, finally satisfied, he rose again,
kissed the boy gently, and without a word went on his way.

*     *     *

To be continued...

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My other stories are "Buttsex Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings and "Cup of
Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian.