Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2008 04:56:36 -0800
From: Jonah Randall <jonahrandall2@gmail.com>
Subject: the timberlake effect 3

Disclaimer: This story is about young men having sex together. If that's
not your thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author
has written this purely as a work of erotic fantasy fiction, and implies no
specific knowledge of the celebrity personalities who are described. Enjoy!

...

The Timberlake Effect 3

The flavors in my mouth were astounding.  There were hints of pineapple,
strawberries, warm spices and other incomprehensible tastes.  It's similar
to my favorite cabernet. I think to myself <Flavor and smell create this
bold flavor. I love it. > I continue from the base of his leg up Ôtil the
hole, licking as fast as possible, enjoying these sensual flavors.  I go
back up and down traveling his furry leg to his ass making sure there was
nothing left. Eating what was before me like a ravaged beast unquenched.  I
tore through my dignity unashamed of my desires.

All of a sudden I hear, "JustinÉ uh! You're getting me wet again.  Eergh!
Ahhh. It feels so good.!"

The grunts and words come in and out of me.  I am a man possessed.  All I
answer is a hum.  "hmmmm."  Followed by a bite.

He yelps.  "Aaah!" More grunts come from his mouth.  "Again! Bite me
again.!"

I don't do it.  I use both of my hands and slap his ass cheeks together.  I
keep my hands there and start to knead his cheeks.  I use this to tighten
my mouth over his anus.  I lick and suck at it as I had French kissed many
women in my past life.  I drive my tongue deep and pull it out and press my
lips in as far as I can go.

"Justin fuck me, please!" The man yells adding, "I want you inside me!"

I have sucked this man's ass dry.  I craved for more.  My qualms about men
have long gone.  I wanted to be with him, with any guy really.  I stand up
licking as I go.  Starting with his anus to his crack, up to the small of
his back and upwards.  Having this man stand facing away from me, I grab
his left arm and lift it.  I proceed, still my tongue on his skin towards
his under arm.  I scrub the sweat and musk from it, solely using the flat
side of my tongue.  I think to myself, <I've tasted this before, but how?>
I am like a puppy licking my master's face, tho the face I see is a hairy
armpit.  <I can't stop here.  Not now!>

"Justin now.  I need you inside me now!"  The man yells.  I feel him thrust
himself on me.  His ass perfectly suctions my cock inside.  One push is all
that it took to get my pubes onto the fur of his ass cheeks.

"Aaah!"  We both yell simultaneously.  It feels wonderful.  Tighter than
any pussy I have ever been in.  His ass feels like a vacuum sucking with
every fiber of its being my juice, my cum.  He uses his muscles to pull me
to the floor.  As I sit with my legs out, ass still on my dick, I freeze in
disbelief.  <This feels amazing.> The tightness, as if he was a sheath to
my sword.

The man pulls my arms around his body and grabs my hands.  My head is now
against his neck when all of a sudden he sucks as many fingers as he can
into his mouth.  I couldn't believe it.  He was probably sucking all five
digits alternating between both hands.  If he could have, I bet he would
have swallowed my arm whole.

All of a sudden he starts to ride me.  His ass goes up and down the whole
length my Ô7.5 incher'.  He yells, "Yes fuck me timber#%#@$, " as he
continues to suck my fingers.  He rides me up and down.  I raise my ass and
he stops his motion as I pound him as hard as I can over and over and over
again.  <I won't let him use me as a dildo.  I'll fuck him harder than he's
riding me. >

Throughout my jackhammering he yells

                "AAAAAAaaaaaassshshsssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiT!"

I push his body forward with out taking my dick out of his ass.  We are
both lying forward, his stomach on the floor now and my chest over his
back.  I raise my ass again and continue the pounding.  Grunts are coming
from each of our guts.  When all of a sudden, I think to myself <This isn't
fair.  I'm doing all the work.  I want to get fucked.  I need to have him
come inside me.  I want this man to use me for his pleasure.>

I stop my movements abruptly.  The man asks, "hey why'd you stop.?"

I hear myself say, "I don't wanna fuck you anymore.  I want to be fucked."

He turns to me, "I haven't fucked anyone is a while.  I've always been the
packaging for cum, I'm the cum whore."  I suddenly realized that it's Chris
Evans.

"Ohmigod, Chris."  I say.

Evans realizes that I forgot whom I was with, "Justin you've eaten my ass
and fucked me, and you just remembered it's me? "

"Sorry Chris I just wanted cum right now, I don't care who it comes from."

"You're more of a jizz whore than me, Timberlake." Evans replies.

His cocky smirk turns me on even more.  He adds, "Unfortunately, we don't
always get what we want."

" What does that mean?"  I ask.  Immediately I am surprised as Evans
continues to move his ass, tightening it and not letting go of his hold.

"We all have our roles, don't we?" Evans gets on all fours forcing me to
get on my knees.  Thankfully the carpet on the floor allows the comfort
needed.  "If you want to see Miller soon, you better leave me some of your
cum so I can take it to him.  He hates to wait." Evans adds.

"Uhhgh," his grip on my cock gets stronger.  I am engulfed by Evans
enthusiasm.  "So Miller is waiting for me?  I can get to see him now?" I
struggle to ask.

Evans says, "Shut up you piece of fuck!"  He punches my face.  "I want you
to give it to me hard.  Stop your yapping and fuck me senseless."

I am enraged with how he spoke to me.  I think to myself <no one talks to
me or hits, Justin Timberlake, like that. No fucking one!> I push him off
my cock.  Evans falls to the floor.

Evans quickly says, "Alright!  Now we're talking you fucking piece of ass!"
I grab his neck and squeeze with all my might.  I see his face turn red and
struggling for air.  He suddenly turns his attention back to me and starts
to smile.

I let go of his neck and get a hold of myself.  Surprised to have strangled
him, I feel terrible.  Regret and pain return to me. I turn my head down as
I lay on top of this man. I start to tear up and all of a sudden Evans
lifts up my head with his hand, and continues, "don't stop now bitch, I
love it when you get mad.  That's the force I want when you fuck me.  Isn't
that how much passion you want to get fucked with? "

Silence.

"Isn't it?" He forcibly asks again.

"Yes!" I loudly answer with a teardrop on my face.

You getting rammed senseless, desperate for air and the only thing that
will make you feel satisfied is a hard cock filling your insides with warm
man juice."

"Please.  I want that badly. " I start to whimper.

"That's how Miller will fuck you, maybe even harder if you're lucky. "
Evans continues.

I reply, "I want to feel warm cum in my ass so bad, it hurts to much." I
look up at Evans.  He is smiling at me but with a twist of naughtiness.  I
couldn't help resist to smile back.  I am thankful for what he's said just
now.

Evans' smile turns to a solid poker face ensuring the seriousness of the
situation "So fuck me hard and fast, Timberlake."

I bite my lower lip as I realize how dire the situation is.  "UMMPH!"

Evans adds, "Show me how you want to get fucked by Miller.  Do to me what
you want him to do to you!"

I rejoice in these words as I grab my fuck stick and realize it is oozing
precome.  "Yes." I respond.

He replies, "Make me cum and feed my seed back into my mouth.  Cum in my
ass so I can bring it to Miller.  Fast and hard, fast and hard, fast and
hard!"

On his third, phrase of fast and hard, I enter his man pussy full throttle.
I punch him with my dick.  He screams.  "AAARRGHH!  Yes Justin, yes.  I
love -arrrgh"

Without giving him time to recover I pull my cock out all the way out and
ram it all the way to the end of the shaft.  My pubes hit his ass.  I hold
it there for a millisecond and repeat this move over and over again.

Evans, continues to yelp.  I go faster and faster.  He becomes even louder
as my thrusts, filled with the passion of how I want to get fucked, become
as hard as waves of a tsunami hitting a mainland.  "EYARRRGHHH!  I'm your
fucking bitch Timberlake."  I become fed up of the grunts and yells.  "Cum
inside me, please."

Evans eyes begin to well up with tears.  His mouth stretches to the sides
providing a smile expressing his sheer joy for the moment.  I grab his
mouth with my right hand and force my fingers of my left down his throat.
I can tell by the look in his eyes he is enjoying this to his hearts
content.  We both stare at each other never blinking or leaving each
other's gaze.  His tears are still falling.  My chest is on his chest.  My
legs are between his legs.  I feel him start to inch up under me providing
better access to his anus.  I bite his neck, HARD!  He starts to scream,
though the muffled noise only causes me to bite harder.  My heart races, it
beats loudly.

After a multitude of thrusts, grunts and bites lasting a good length of
time, all of a sudden Evans eyes pull away from me.  I see the pupils move
upward and what remains are the whites of his eyes.  On my abs his cock has
been rubbing closely, with not much room to move from due to the tight
embrace.  I feel a warm liquid shoot between us.  It fills my bellybutton
and the lines of my abs like a freshly open riverbank.  It is warm.

His anus muscles tighten its grip upon my throbbing cock.  Due to the vice
grip that has swallowed me whole, I release my third load of the day.
Though it is my third I fill Evans' ass with about five explosions.  I'm
fairly sure it's the most I've cum today.

Evans never lets go of the tightness until every last drop.  After the
fifth squirt, I yell.  I let go of my breath and inhale deeply.  I smell
the sweat flopping off both of us, a genuine musk similar to men working
hard for days with no shower in sight. That intertwined with the fresh cum
on my abs fills my senses again with delight.  We both lay in silence
listening to each other's breath and heartbeat.

A few moments pass and I start to make my move kissing down his neck moving
to his cock.

Evans stops me saying, "Timberlake that cum is mine."  He slaps my face.

The moment I was stunned this man jumps onto my abs and starts to lick the
jizz off my abs.  He does it like a dog drinks water off of a doggie dish.
I worry that he won't leave me any as he swallows everything down.  He
cleans my bellybutton dry.

All of a sudden he cocks his head to my face, which has been staring at him
for so long.  He kisses me, forcing my mouth to open.  He forces his tongue
in and to my surprise I taste the sweet flavor of pineapples.  Evans shared
his cum with me.  He must have known I wanted it.  We swish the juice
between each others mouth rubbing it together with both of our tongues.  At
the last pass, he lets me swallow the cum we've shared.

He starts to smirk, "heh, I wanted it all but you were whimpering like a
dog the whole time I was licking my cum off your abs."

"What?" I ask.  "I was whimpering?"  I start to worry because I was not
aware of it.  Truly my instincts have kicked in again and I am surely not
in control.

"Yeah bro, didn't you notice?  The whole time I was scooping up my cum?"
Evans asks.

"I guess it was that loud, huh?"  I ask.

"It's fine.  It was such a turn on you fucking bitch."  Evans replies as he
pulls his ass off my cock very slowly.

I remembered that I came inside of him and immediately I ask, "So can I eat
you out again?"

"No can do brother.  It's for Miller remember?" he replies.  "He'll tear my
ass up if he doesn't find any cream for him.  And I can't have that since
I'm pretty sore from the fuck fest this morning and your blasting me now.
Evans puts his shirt back on.  And follows slowly with his pants making
sure no drop of cum comes out of him.  "It's pretty full and warm back
there.  I'm sure he'll call you immediately."

I could not move for the few moments that followed as Evans walked out the
door shutting it behind him.  Lying on the floor I couldn't help but wonder
what's all that happened.  I am outta control I think to myself.  What's
worse is Chris Evans has DNA sample of mine.  What shit have I gotten
myself into.  I couldn't even formulate words or thoughts but kept drifting
back to the few moments this morning brings.

I lie on the floor naked.

The next thing I knew I was asleep, awaken only by a vibrating noise.  It
was my cell phone.  I got up to grab it.  To my surprise I fell back down.
My legs were tired from the fiasco.

The vibrating stopped.  I worried thinking who it could have been.  Is
someone gonna tell me this was all a joke?  The vibration started to buzz
again.  I started to crawl pulling myself towards the kitchen counter.
Coming from the carpeted area of my living room to the marble floor of my
kitchen I was jolted by the chill.

For what seemed to be a long push I finally got to my cell.  I immediately
answered the phone giving an awkward greeting. "hel- hello."

"You taste the same, great!" a very dry voice says.

<The same?> I think to myself.  <He's done this before?  When?> I pull the
cell away from me reading the caller id.  W. Miller.  " Miller?" I ask.

"I've been calling you for a few hours now.  Are you ignoring me?" He asks.

"No, I- I'm sorry."  I stammer.  " I fell asleep."

"Fuck you."  He quickly replies.  "I send you a gift, thankfully your reply
is tasty but then you make me wait.  Who the fuck do you think you are?"

His voice sounds stern, I feel electricity travel to my cock.  I answer
back, "I'm fucking Justin Timberlake, and I can say---"

Miller interrupts.  "Fuck you!"

I stop talking.

Miller continues, "you know who you are? You're my fucking bitch and I'm
gonna make you suffer for making me wait you hear?  Now you're answering
back?  Fuck you!"

I am scared out of my wits.

"Do you want my cum or not!"  Miller demands.

"Yes I do." Again my mouth answers without waiting for my thoughts.

Silence.

It is quiet for what seems to be a decade.  "Please, I want it bad Miller."
I say to end the silence.

I start to pant heavily worrying his disapproval.  I think to myself, <he's
got me hyperventilating.>

After a few more minutes Miller speaks, "there's a package in front.  Use
it immediately and wait for my text.  You better insert it or I'll know you
disobeyed me. "  With that Miller hangs up.

I open the front door immediately and find a box wrapped in black
packaging.  I open it as fast as I could.  My eyes open widely as I see an
anal plug is inside.  I worry to myself, < I have to insert this
immediately?> "SHIT!"

To be Continued.

Thanks again for reading and the support. I think the story is coming along
well.  There's a lot more to read about, so as long as people are
interested I'll keep posting things.  If you enjoy it, I'd love to hear
from you jonahrandall2@gmail.com

Jonah