Date: Thu, 30 Oct 2008 01:55:31 -0500
From: Kyle Senn <kylesenn21@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Pitt Affair - Chapter 4 (Revised and corrected)

*This story is completely fictional and does not make any factual
representations of any of the people involved. I dont know Brad Pitt or
anyone else mentioned in this story. If you are underage or it is illegal
to view this kind of material then dont be stupid and stop reading now.*


2004

	I awoke the next morning with a smile on my face, just having had
the best dream about Brad Pitt. It took me a few moments to actually snap
out of my sleepy stupor and realize that it wasn't a dream, it was a
recollection of the past few days.

	I rubbed my tired eyes, looking around my empty room. I had just
moved into this one bedroom apartment no more than two weeks ago and since
I was so busy managing the gym I hadn't really had time to unpack. The
walls were empty, my closet had all of my clothes thrown on the ground in a
giant pile of laundry both clean and dirty, and my hardwood floors were
littered with boxes. The only nice thing in the room was my queen size-bed
outfitted with black 800-thread count Egyptian cotton sheets and big blue
plush down comforter. I had always believed that one should splurge on what
they slept on.

	The apartment was freezing, and even though I had a small space
heater on in the room I was still clad only in my cheesy $2 Superman
underwear so I was covered in goosebumps and my nipples looked like they
were saluting a president they were so hard. I hadn't quite had the time to
figure out a way to work my apartment's heater without setting it so it got
unbearably hot in the morning so I had opted for a portable space
heater. The only problem was that I was still freezing every morning
because after so long it turned itself off. C'est la vie, I guess.

	After taking a few more moments wrapped up in my warm bed I peeled
myself out, put on my slippers, adjusted my hard and aching morning wood
and walked half naked to the bathroom to get ready for work. The bathroom
was colder than my room and still smelled like the deep red paint I had
painted one of the walls when I had first moved in, which was really the
only thing I had time to change in the apartment at that point.

	As I got ready for work my mind kept recapping my time with Brad,
each touch... each laugh... each kiss. Unconsciously one of my hands kept
going down to rub my cock through my underwear each time I thought of him
and his hot body. Completely caught up in my thoughts of Brad I realized I
had been brushing my teeth and subconsciously attempting to rub one out for
over thirty minutes, making me late for work.

	I splashed water in my face and looked hard at myself in the
mirror.

	"What are you doing?" I said to my reflection no louder than a
whisper.

=-----------------=

	Ten hours later and freshly showered I looked at myself in the
mirror one last time. I wore some of the new designer clothes that Brad had
purchased for me and had couried over to the gym that morning. It was more
than embarrassing being delivered a dozen roses and a big chest full of
clothing in front of all of my employees, but none-the-less I made up some
excuses and borrowed my boss's truck on my lunch hour to transport it all
back to the apartment.

	I grabbed my keys and wallet from the counter, smelled the roses
right next to them and put on my black wool Peacoat that hung just above my
knees. This, by far, was my favorite article of clothing I had received
thus far because it was the dead of winter in Utah and this coat was warmer
than anything else I had ever owned. I still had a problem with him buying
me clothes but I had decided that it wasn't the worst thing to have to deal
with.

	I headed out the door and hopped into my '97 navy blue Jetta which
was probably the most ghetto car in the parking lot but I couldn't really
afford anything better at the moment. On the drive up the canyon I started
getting nervous again. I didn't really know why my stomach kept cramping
but my gut seemed to keep telling me to turn around. I, of course,
disregarded the feeling and kept driving. After what seemed like hours I
arrived at the Stein Erikson Hotel and valeted my car with the fun and
friendly Juan who remembered me from the night before.

	"Hello again sir." He said with a slight Mexican accent and a warm
smile.

	"Hello." I replied politely before walking up to the entrance.

	Right before I was about to walk through the front doors a new
doorman stopped me. "Sir there are special arrangements for you by a
Mr. William B. Radley. The car over there is waiting for you and this is a
note for you as well."

	The well-aged doorman pointed over to a parked black Mercedes with
the driver leaning against his front car door in wait and handed me a crisp
white envelope.

	"Thank you." I said, confused.

	I took the square envelope from him and started to walk over to the
car slowly, opening the note before I got close enough to engage with the
driver and read:

	`L-
	Stop stalling and get in the damn car, I'm horny!
	–B'

	I giggled lightly to myself and approached the car while putting
the note back in the envelope.

	"Good evening sir." The driver said tipping his head down in a
hello.

	"Good evening." I replied, not knowing the proper etiquette when it
came to drivers.

	I wasn't sure if I was supposed to just get in the front seat with
him or get in the back but before I got close enough to either door handle
the driver opened up the back door for me and ushered me in. I knelt down
and climbed into the spacious black leather backseat, taking in the luxury
and sudden warmth. It's not that Mercedes were particularly overly
luxurious, it was just that I had never ridden in the backseat of one alone
with a chauffeur. The driver got in the car and we were instantly pulling
out of the hotel driveway I had just driven to.

	"Um... excuse me." I asked quietly, breaking the awkward silence.

	"Yes sir?" The driver responded, looking back at me through the
rear-view mirror.

	"Oh, well I was just wondering where we were going?" I asked.

	"I'm sorry sir, but I have specific instructions to not tell you
anything." The driver responded, cutting the conversation off.

	I sat back into my seat and looked out the window into the dusky
night sky.

	"O. K." I mouthed to my reflection.

	We drove in silence for about twenty more minutes and I was
starting to get antsy. The sky outside was quickly turning into night and
we were driving farther up the Rocky Mountains with snow covered trees
being the only things surrounding us. I had no idea where we were but I
hoped we would arrive to wherever we were going soon.

	After another ten minutes and many winding turns, we had finally
slowed down to pull into a long and lightly lit up driveway. The
multi-colored stone pathway was lined with small lamps barely illuminating
four feet in front of them, creating an almost romantic and eerie feeling
all at the same time. The car pulled up the driveway to the four-car garage
with the sound of crunching snow being the only sound available to me and
stopped.

	"This is it." He said, turning around to look at me.

	"Oh... ok... thank you." I replied all but smoothly.

	Before the man could even start getting out I opened the door
myself and got out of the car. I was in awe at how massive the house was
and kept turning around to look at the amazing architecture I had just
arrived at. As I started to walk forward a few steps I heard the car
backing up, leaving me completely alone. I started to feel the winter
bitterness of the mountains creep through my clothing and walked quickly
across the stone driveway to the giant wooden front door. There was a small
piece of paper taped above the door handle.

	`Come in.' was all it said.

	 I turned the thick metal knob, pushed hard and was immediately
greeted by enveloping warmth. I shut the door behind me, taking in the
amazing décor in the process. I couldn't help but be overtaken by the
amazing and gargantuous house I was in! The ceilings were at least fifteen
feet high with wooden columns throughout the lavish living room and the
plush couches and big rugs were strategically placed throughout the front
room giving it a welcoming but wealthy feel to it.

	"Brad?" I yelled out into the house, almost expecting an echo.

	He didn't answer.

	"Hellooooo?" I said somewhat aloof as I started to walk farther
into the house.

	Still nothing. Biting my bottom lip at the sudden excitement that
flooded me I continued through the front hall until I reached an opening
that lead to the massive and state of the art kitchen where it looked as if
someone was in the middle of cooking.

	"What the fuck? Where is he?" I breathed to myself.

	"HEY!" Brad yelled from behind me as he wrapped his arms around my
body, twisting me and throwing me over his right shoulder.

	"Aghhhhh!" I shouted like some girly teenage actor in an awful
horror B film.

	Brad had his strong right arm wrapped around my knees, and I put my
hands on his perfect ass to balance myself while he carried me. I was
thanking god that he couldn't see my face at that moment because it was so
red from embarrassment that I'm sure it matched my bathroom wall.

	"I was wondering when you were gonna get here!" He said, patting
and jiggling my ass with his left hand.

	"Jesus! You just... you just scared the shit out of me!" I said
exasperated, still trying to catch my breath.

	"Awwww. Just wanted you to be at your most alert tonight baby." I
could hear him smiling.

	He carried me over to the other side of the island in the kitchen
and sat me down on a tall chair, putting each hand on an armrest, trapping
me. He leaned in for a deep kiss and I just sank into it, the wetness of
his mouth mixed with my recently acquired cottonmouth. God I was
attractive.

	He pulled away and stared into my eyes, making my stomach knot
again. Damnit.

	"Mmmmm. I've been waiting for that all day." He said a few inches
from my face.

	He took his hands off the back of my stool and walked around to the
other side of the island towards the food cooking on the stove.

	"You're such an ass." I smiled. "I almost peed my pants!"

	He laughed with his back to me, mixing the reddish white cream
sauce he was cooking on the stove.

	"It was cute seeing you shriek like a little gay banshee." Brad
replied.

	"Fuuuuck you." I rolled my eyes and giggled.

	We both went quiet for a minute. Using that time I took a look
around; the entire kitchen/dining area was open to windows that looked like
they looked out over a cliff. The sun was setting and all I could see was a
sea of trees and in the far off distance I could see the low hum of lights
that made up Park City.

	"Whose house is this?" I asked Brad curiously, breaking our more
than comfortable silence.

	"It belongs to a friend of a director I'm working with right now. I
thought it'd be fun to come up here and have some privacy." Brad said as he
continued to cook from pan to pot.

	"So what, did you just ask your director if you could borrow his
friends lodge up in Park City so you could whisk your boy toy away for some
forest fucking?" I asked, laughing airily.

	"So you're my boy toy now are you?" Brad asked back, turning around
and smirking at me.

	I bit my bottom lip, trying not to smile back.

	"Well... what I meant was..." I clumsily tried to come up with a
witty response.

	"Nope, boy toy it is." Brad said interrupting me and quickly
turning back around to tend to the overflowing pot of bubbles.

	"We'll see..." I quietly said smiling and spinning around to look
back out the window.

=-----------------=

	After dinner we had migrated to another large room adjacent to the
kitchen and cuddled up in front of a fire on a very comfortable suede
couch.

	"So tell me more about yourself, we've been talking for the last
two hours and it's all been about me." Brad said with his arm around my
shoulder snuggling me closer to him.

	I laughed. "Well what is it you want to know exactly?" I asked
while tracing the inside of his palm on his lap.

	"Like what exactly is it that you do?" Brad replied, squeezing my
hand in his in playful bursts.

	"I manage a gym." I said somewhat disconnected from the
conversation.

	Brad backed up a little and stared at me, his face just inches away
from mine.

	"Aaaaand?" Brad laughed breathily.

	"Aaaand it takes a lot of my time." I said back to him, breaking
eye contact in the middle.

	I knew it was silly of me but I had always been a private person
and I didn't know how I felt about sharing more of my personal life with
someone that I will probably never see again in a few days. Not that he
obviously didn't already know where I worked and lived, but I still wanted
to keep myself distant just in case.

	"So what happens next?" I cut in before Brad could continue
prodding.

	"What, after the festival you mean?" Brad asked suddenly taking his
eyes off of me.

	"Yeah." I said with a slight shrug

	"Well I'll be going back to LA for a few meetings, then I'm off to
Europe to film `Oceans 12'." Brad said sounding somewhat bored.

	"That's so exciting that you're in movies, what's it like?" I
asked, knowing that it was somewhat childish to ask.

	"Well my last movie `Troy' sucked because I had to quit smoking."
Brad replied quickly. "But in all it's a lot of fun."

	This wasn't really the answer I was hoping for. I started to
realize that whenever I brought up Brad's life outside of this bubbled
fling we had created, he got disengaged and avoided it. It was weird how
alike we were when it came to personally opening up about ourselves. We sat
there in an awkward silence for a few more moments until I decided to keep
the focus on him.

	"Well it may have sucked but your body is fucking perfect." I
boldly said to him, shifting the conversation to a sexual one and putting
my hand on his rock hard thigh and squeezing.

	"I'm glad you like it." Brad said smiling and sitting up
straighter.

	"Mmmmm, I definitely do." I replied while putting my right leg over
him, straddling his waist.

	Brad spread his legs out under me to get in a better position and
lifted his arms up behind his head to allow me better access to his body. I
stared into his blue eyes and smiled as my hands went under his shirt and
started to feel up his rippling abs to his taut and tight pecs. His skin
was as smooth as a baby's and I made a mental note to ask him what he does
to make it that way. My right hand started to tweak his nipple which
elicited a whimper out of him as my left hand left his shirt and torso and
moved up to his bulging bicep.

	"Mmmmm." I moaned lightly as I squeezed his arm.

	Brad suddenly leaned up, making me fall backwards as he swung his
right arm under my legs and lifted me into the air causing me to gasp in
surprise.

	"What are you doing?!" I half yelled between giggles.

	Brad pulled my face up to his and licked from my Adam's apple up to
my chin and then finally brought his eyes to mine with his tongue sticking
out at me. I couldn't help but laugh more.

	"No more teasing." He said flatly to me still holding me close to
his body in the air.

	I was giggling to hard to reply to him.

	"Well since you can't stop laughing I'm just going to have to fuck
the giggles out of you!" Brad added with a comical smirk on his face.

	He started walking so fast it was bordering running towards the
master bedroom on the other side of the house. He stumbled through the
doorways almost smashing my head into a few on the way until we finally
made it into the immaculate bedroom, which I quickly identified as the room
I would be losing my virginity in. Brad briskly rushed into the room and
threw me on the bed so hard that I almost bounced off of the other side.

	 I still couldn't stop laughing and barely noticed Brad ripping off
all of his clothes with that glare of passion in his eyes. I buried my head
into a soft and fluffy pillow to try and settle down from the sudden fit of
laughter and I felt the bed dip as Brad wiggled his way up to me on his
knees. I felt his strong and manly hands grab the collar of my blue and
white striped collared shirt and rip it underneath me clean in two. The
sound of my ripping shirt snapped me out of my comical mindset and I turned
around underneath his knees, feeling his hard cock suddenly bobbing on my
now exposed stomach. Brad's pre-cum ran like a fountain out of his
throbbing member from how turned on he was. He shimmied down my body and
started to undo my dark jeans and big black belt, freeing my own rock hard
cock from its prison. He got off the bed and pulled my jeans completely off
and I took my ripped shirt off in the process, leaving myself clad only in
white ankle socks and a boner.

	I could not only see Brad staring at my body but I could feel the
heat of his leer as well. He grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me on my
back towards him so his dickhead pushed up against my balls. With my ankles
still in his hands he put my left leg to rest on his sinewy shoulder and
took off the sock on my right foot, immediately licking it from heel to
toe. I moaned at the new and lewd sensation as Brad started to suck on my
toes individually, soaking them with his spit and grinding his cock into my
groin. Sucking on them for a while longer he moved onto the other foot,
staring me in the eyes as I watched him take my size 13 foot into his
mouth.

	He took my left foot out of his mouth and grabbed both of my ankles
again, backing up and bringing my feet down to his dick. I could feel the
heat radiating off it on my soles as he began to run his entire length
along the bottom of my foot until his balls mashed into my heel. I curled
my toes trying to trap the head but it only renewed Brad's aggression and
he parted my toes and began to fuck in between them. The room suddenly
filled with wet slapping noises and Brad's lustful grunts.

	"Mmmmmm." I moaned, egging him on.

	Brad fucked my foot for a few more minutes until he pulled his dick
out of my toes with a wet squish and wrapped my legs around his torso. He
brought his fingers up to my mouth and started fucking me with them. I
tightened my lips around them and started to slurp as he continually hit my
slowly depleting gag reflex. He leaned in and started to lick up the drool
that was coming out of my juicy mouth on my chin and with his other hand he
started to squeeze my ass cheeks tightly. He pulled out of my mouth and
started to fuck my face with his other hand as he brought his now spit
covered fingers between our bodies to my virgin ass hole, rubbing my taint
with his muscled forearm as he reached it. Brad slowly started to trace his
fingers up and down my crack, massaging my anus each time he passed
it. Once my ass was completely wet from his fingers he alternated hands
again, this time he started to push his ring finger into my tight hole.

	"Umghhhh." I wetly moaned into the four fingers in my mouth,
tasting my ass.

	"Mmmmm. My boy toy is so sexy." Brad quipped.

	I smiled with his fingers still in my mouth and started to rub his
throbbing and rock hard cock, reaching around his arm that was fingering me
to do so. Brad removed his fingers from my mouth and leaned in for a deep
and passionate kiss. He pulled up just enough so he could stare at me
deeply in the eyes and I leaned in again for another quick kiss and then
started to suck on his left ear lobe.

	"Fuck me." I whispered into his ear.

	"Baby I'm gonna make your first time one that you'll NEVER forget."
He sexily moaned, even more turned on from getting his earlobe sucked on.

	He leaned back up and removed his fingers from assaulting my hole
and started to rub his cock with them, getting it moist with my hole
juice. Brad lifted my legs spread eagle in the air and I grabbed onto them
to hold them up above me. He leaned over to the bed stand and pulled out a
thin pre-lubed condom, opened it with his teeth and wrapped it around his
big tool. He positioned his dickhead at my slightly gaping hole and started
to push in slowly.

	"Ughhhhh." I cried out in pain as his big head popped past my anal
ring, devirginizing me with his massive tool.

	"Shhhhh, baby relax." Brad almost purred.

	I took a few deep breaths and nodded for him to keep going. He
slowly started to push more and I could feel each inch sink into me causing
an excruciating pain inside of me. Wanting to please Brad though I barely
showed any of it on my face and just kept biting down on my bottom lip
until he finally bottomed out in me and I could feel his balls mashed into
my stretched crack.

	"Fuck you're so tight!" Brad said softly, staring into my eyes.

	"Oh god! Please be gentle." I choked out in lust and pain.

	His strong arms entwined with mine, holding my hands above me so my
entire body was stretched under his. He pulled my knees up on his shoulders
and he kept kissing each one and then leaning in to kiss me deeply as we
waited for me to get used to his perfect cock deep in my ass. After a few
more minutes of making out Brad started to slowly pull out causing my body
to quiver. He pulled out three inches and then sank right back in. Feeling
his body weight on top of me and our bodies so melded together I started to
relax more and what once was pain was turning into an indescribably amazing
feeling. It was like my entire body had just molded around this intruder
inside of me and was sending overwhelming signals to every nerve in my
body.

	Brad started to pull out again, only this time he pulled out until
the head of his dick was the only thing left inside of me and then pushed
his full length back in. He continued this deep fucking a few more times,
quickening the pace with each thrust and making me moan loudly each time.

	"Godddd! This feels so amazing!" I moaned into my right arm.

	Brad smiled at me and started to pick up the thrusting, bordering
on going too fast. He kept up his slow but firm pace until all the pain had
gone away and I started to feel his fuckrod rub my prostrate.

	"Ohhhhhh!" I moaned while he stared at my face.

	He started to pump the spot that drove me wild and within seconds I
shot out the biggest load I had ever shot. It arced between our bodies and
hit me in the chin. Brad laid on top of me, letting his body weight sink in
and the thick ropes of cum were squished in between our grinding abs. Brad
leaned in and started to suck on my chin, eating off my freshly shot ball
juice while continuing to pump firmly into me. His strong hands grabbed my
arms and lifted them above our heads completely as I wrapped my legs firmly
around his waist. His thrusts got deeper in this position and I could tell
he was getting close from his shallow breathing.

	"Mmmm baby cum inside of me." I almost begged.

	Brad continued to fuck me for a few more thrusts until I felt him
drive his cock all the way inside of me and leave it deep in there.

	"Ughhhhhh!!!" He yelled out, his lips forming an O.

	He began thrusting in me harder and more slowly and I knew each
thrust was a shot of jizz into the condom. After a few minutes, Brad
released my arms from above him and started to slowly pull out of me. It
felt like a part of me was being removed from my body until, with a final
slurping noise, he popped out past my ring and fell to the side of me on
the bed.

	"That was amazing." He said breathlessly to the ceiling.

	"Mmmmm." I moaned in agreement. "Although I don't know how I'm
going to drive home now..."

	Brad laughed cockily. "Then I guess you'll just have to stay here
with me tonight, wont you?"

	He pushed me away from him and wrapped his arms around me, pushing
his sticky abs into the small of my back. He pulled his legs up under mine,
spooning me so his rapidly deflating junk was pushing against my still sore
hole. He continued to kiss and nuzzle my back and neck for what seemed like
hours until I finally broke the silence.

	"I guess we should take a shower?" I asked in a sleepy tone.

	"Nnnghhh." Brad moaned into my back in disagreement.

	Brad wrapped his body tighter around mine and I leaned back into
him.

	"Well let me at least get the lights..." I replied slowly.

	Brad's head tilted up as he clapped his hands together in front of
my chest and the lights in the room turned out. He immediately leaned back
into the nook of my neck and let out a gentle moan as he lightly shook me
as a response. I relaxed into his body more and sunk my head into his
comfortable yet firm elbow nook and quickly drifted off into slumber.

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*Well I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter! The response from all of you
has been overwhelming and I had NO idea that there were that many people
out there that read my story (and liked it!), so thank you all that have
emailed me! Again, I love hearing from readers so definitely send me your
comments and suggestions if you have a moment or two. I'm going to start
trying to get chapters out every week... although with my current schedule
that might not happen for a while but it's definitely a goal i'm aiming for
so stay tuned.  -Kyle

Kylesenn21@hotmail.com