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A Different Kind of Brew

 Plot: Jensen hired a nineteen year old guy, Tyler, to work on his brewery, things take an unexpected turn when Tyler stumbles upon his boss jerking off….this story is fictional, I have never had any sexual intercourse with Jensen Ackles
 
Jensen unzipped his jeans and freed his kraken. With all this filming and conventions and now the brewery, he didn’t have time to have sex with his wife, so the only solution was to jerk off. He had found the brewery late at night, when all workers were to their homes, a quite convenient place to play with himself. Also he kinda liked the ambiance the room was giving.
 His uncut penis was already hardening by his touch, he could feel those veins touching his palm. He closed his eyes and played slowly, sensually. Yes that was it…
 He opened his eyes and he saw something…someone! He didn’t say anything, normally he would have kicked his ass, but now he kind of felt nice to have an audience. That audience was Tyler, a 19 something boy he had hired because a friend of a friend asked him. Tyler was a quiet guy, never seen him with a girl, now he knew why. Tyler liked men, and he had a damn fine taste at men, Jensen thought and chuckled as he touched his sore balls…
 “You can come out now…” Jensen announced to a shocked Tyler, without taking his eyes off of his dick. Tyler stood up and walked slowly towards Jensen. He seemed terrified.
“Hello Tyler” Jensen said still without taking his eyes off of his cock
“Hello sir” Tyler mumbled and seemed like he wanted to die at that very moment
“You like what you see?” Jensen asked
“Sir I’m so sorry, I just can’t help it I find men attractive but I feel ashamed” Tyler confessed
“I didn’t ask that, I asked if you like what you see” Jensen repeated
“Yes sir” Tyler replied in a formal tone. As if his boss, Jensen Ackles, wasn’t right there in front of him with his dick in his hands.
“Touch it then” Jensen said and looked Tyler
“For…for real?” Tyler squeaked
“Yeah come here” Jensen invited him. Tyler walked the few steps that separated him from Jensen and he seemed like he was seeing something delicious. He got on his knees and looked at Jensen.
“Please boss, let me” he offered and Jensen removed his hand and looked at Tyler, with a dean-winchester kind of smirk.
Tyler spat on his palm and started jerking off Jensen’s cock. Slowly at first and then faster.
“Oh that’s so good” Jensen groaned
“Come on take it in your mouth” he suggested
“Sir, I haven’t done that before…I’m not sure…” Tyler mumbled
“Take it in your mouth Tyler, you know you want it man” Jensen insisted.
Tyler leaned and took that big hot penis in his mouth.
Jensen gasped.
He felt Tyler’s tongue slithering like a snake around his thick log.
“Are you sure you haven’t done that before?” Jensen asked as he tousled his own hair.
Tyler seemed embarrassed and thrilled to do this. His lips were tight around Jensen and he seemed to struggle to take the whole thing inside his mouth. But Jensen’s sadistic side loved this.  

“Take it all in” Jensen stammered

“I can’t sir, it’s too big” Tyler replied in horror, Jensen had one of those dicks that in flaccid state they seemed nice and when they were fully erect they seemed big, thick and veiny. Jensen Ackles could be a pornstar if he wanted to, he had the looks and the dick to do it. Tyler kept caressing Jensen’s pubes, they were soft and trimmed. 

“You like them?” Jensen asked looking down on him from his chair.

“Yeah they are so…soft and nice” Tyler replied and then licked Jensen’s shaft from head to balls, tasting every little bump on it. He thought it would taste bad but it didn’t. Jensen smelled of sweat, he was a hard working man around the brewery, but like everything else on him, even his sweat smelled awesome. Tyler sucked his penis again and Jensen took the opportunity to grab Tyler’s head and push him against his cock. As it was expected. Tyler gagged when Jensen’s cock hit his throat.

His eye watery “Grhmmmmffhhh” Tyler complained but due to his mouth being stuffed with dick Jensen couldn’t make out a word, not that he cares. He kept pushing him in a rhythm. Tyler tried to push himself away, but he couldn’t.

“Stay” Jensen ordered as if he was talking to a pet.

“Grhhfhfhfmmm” Tyler cried out, Jensen pushed his dick deeper. Tyler gagged again and pushed himself away. Falling to the floor. He wiped his mouth with his flannel shirt’s sleeve. His eyes were red and watery, he wasn’t crying, it was a reaction to gagging.

“You want to stop?” Jensen asked coldly

“No” Tyler replied recognizing he would never had the opportunity to suck Jensen’s cock again. He regained his earlier position, kneeling between sitting Jensen’s open legs and took his dick in his mouth, Jensen once again held his head and pushed him.

“No, no, no there won’t be complaining, just suck my fucking dick” he said as he pushed him against his cock. He gasped and groaned whenever it reached the back of Tyler’s throat. 

“Wow…your mouth is amazing Tyler, you’re made to suck dicks” 

Tyler’s cheeks flushed. Jensen pushed him even deeper until his lips touched his pubes. Tyler’s eyes bulged in horror and he gagged. Jensen let him breath. 

“I can’t do it, it’s too big” Tyler apologized.

“It’s ok kiddo, besides now I want to exercise a different hole on you” Jensen replied and stood up while holding his big dick.

“I’m not sure I’m ready for this sir” Tyler said 

“Well get ready because it’s happening, the easy” Jensen said and removed his belt “or the hard way” Tyler looked horrified at Jensen’s hands that held his leather belt.

“The…the easy sir” Tyler said. 

“Wise choice, let’s go to the office” he said and walked behind Tyler. 

All these days he hadn’t had sex, had overwhelmed him and he needed some hard dirty sex, not the kind a wife can offer. Tyler wasn’t exactly a whore but Jensen would make one out of him. 

 The small office was poorly lit by a desk lamp. Jensen pulled his jeans down to his ankles and then pulled Tyler’s jeans down too. Tyler didn’t need instructions, he had timidly bend over the desk, offering his ass for the take. 

 Jensen slapped his rosy buttcheeks.

“You’re ass is beyond perfect” he said to Tyler as he pushed his finger inside.

“Ahhh..” Tyler gasped as he felt his area breached. It felt both uncomfortable and exciting. Jensen could feel Tyler’s ass relaxing and reacting to his fingers.

“You enjoy this little perv huh” he chuckled.

Jensen pushed his engorged dick through Tyler’s ass, he pushed and pushed and he managed to penetrate him. Tyler gasped. His body was so not ready for a dick of that magnitude.

“Ahhh stop! Stop! It’s big, I can’t take it” he cried out frantically

“Relax and let me ruin you” Jensen replied in a bossy tone.

“Stop!” Tyler repeated as Jensen moved deeper. His cock was suffocating in that tight ass, he loved how Tyler was fitting like a glove around his manhood.

“I love virgin asses Tyler! Now that I have you on my dick, you can only leave after I pop your cherry” Jensen explained in a sadistic tone and slapped Tyler’s ass.

“I can’t take it ahhhhhhh!” Tyler cried out as his entire body was shook by that cock. He could feel his ass stretching to accommodate the newcomer. Now that was painful. Tyler felt his eyes moist. 

 Jensen rocked his waist back and forth as he held up his promise. He ruined Tyler for good. That boys ass was never gonna be the same. Jensen could see it, that ass was open beyond recognition and he wasn’t even starting. He was slowly impaling Tyler and the pulling his fleshy sword out.

“Stop crying like a bitch, be a man” Jensen said, feeling nice degrading Tyler

“Please it hurts, ahhh. At least be more gentle” Tyler stammered

“I’m as gentle as it gets, you’ll get use to it” Jensen replied indifferently 

 He leaned on Tyler’s back and kissed his neck while he kept thrusting 

“You like it don’t you?” he whispered

“Yes I do” Tyler managed to say

“Grab onto the desk kiddo, this is going to be tough” Jensen said. Tyler knew better than to argue and held the desk’s further edge just in time, as Jensen held him by his waist and slammed in and out, hard, unforgiving, mercilessly and relentlessly.

“Stop! Stop! Ahhhhh! Ahhhhhh!AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH NOOOOO” Tyler cried out but no one could hear him. The brewery was closed and in a remote location. 

Jensen fucked him and rocked his world in a primal way. He didn’t just fucked him, he subdued him. He degraded him in a way that only real men can do to faggots like him.

Tyler would yell but he was busy gasping as Jensen had reached new depths of his ass. He could feel Jensen’s big balls slamming against his buttcheeks. He could even hear them. Jensen’s groans, his balls slamming, his ass complaining by what was happening. Jensen buried his sword deep inside Tyler and groaned like a wounded animal. He released his sperm inside Tyler. Tyler was forever his now.

 He took deep breaths and then pulled his dick out of Tyler’s ruined ass.

“Man, that was wild” he noted. Tyler wasn’t talking, he was sniffling.

“Hey man, are you crying, for real?” Jensen asked. Tyler’s eyes were filled with tears. He just pulled his pants up and run for the door. Jensen noticed he was walking funny. He was afraid that he was gonna be upset but a week later. Tyler begged for forgiveness by sucking Jensen’s cock and swallowing his brew. 

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Vulgar and Erotic (A Brant Daugherty Sex a Fiction)

This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Brant Daugherty, this is a fictional sex story intended to make you jerk off and nothing more
Brant was different ever since he returned from his deployment. Usually he was a kind guy, who could hold interesting conversations. He seemed like one of those romantic poet type of guys. He always would discuss the book he was reading at the moment or would compliment you if he saw you feeling depressed.

 He returned a week ago, and he is so changed. He has facial hair now and an angry primal look on him. Plus his entire body is ripped. I can see veins in his hands that pop as if they are ready to burst through his skin. Somehow this new Brant that doesn’t feel like my best friend, turns me on. He doesn’t talk a lot but he would say some stories from where he was and about his unit. He reminds me of a lion, a male proud lion. He isn’t depressed, he seems mature for his age. (He is 31).

 His blue eyes are the only light thing in contrast with his tan skin.

 I decided to make the most out of our friendship one night we were sitting at his balcony. He was shirtless and sweaty due to the warm summer weather. He was wearing jeans and he was drinking beer. We were laughing remembering stupid things we done and then I reached, me his male friend, and squeezed his knee. Nobody talked but the cincadas into the night for a moment that seemed like an eternity. All I needed for me to stop, was to hear a protest, or him to push my hand away from his knee. But he didn’t do anything. I didn’t dare to look at his eyes, I was transfixed at his knee, because I didn’t want to see rejection. I head the can of his beer being placed on the glass surface of the table next to him.

I moved my hand closer to his crotch area. Always slowly to give him time to push me away or stop me, he didn’t. I still wasn’t looking. I touched his manhood over the denim fabric. He was getting aroused. I could touch his fleshy cylinder under the denim. I could see his glistening, from the sweat, treasure trail. 

 I wasn’t looking at his face, I got on my knees in front of him. Transfixed at his crotch as I was unbuttoning his pants. The manly smell of his, touched my nostrils. I lowered his tight underwear and gasped at the size of his pride. Big, veiny, thick and ready. Ready to bring down any wall of resistance, to ruin any obstacle of virginity in any hole. His pubic hair were trimmed and framed his beautiful manhood adding to its magnificence. I almost felt lucky to suck his cock. I used my tongue to stimulate his glans. I felt it expand with my touch and I tasted the salty sweaty taste off of it. His soft gasp send ripples of pleasure on me, as if we were one.

 I shaped my lips in a “o” shape and engulfed his glans, eyes closed, I sucked in his manhood and and heard his even louder “ahhhh”. His cock was hard as a missile. You couldn’t bend it even if you tried. What gave me the most pleasure though was that I could feel all of those veins with my lips. I sucked harder while I already had his manhood in my mouth, that made him jump with a “fuck!” escaping his lips and his hand grabbing my head. I was his now, he gave me rhythm with his hand. His waist shot upwards and his hand pushing me on his dick. I almost choked but I didn’t care. I wanted this. I wanted to be used by this man. My eyes were watering, because he was challenging my gag reflexes. His glans almost hit my throat before he realized I was trying to cough. He removed his hand off of me and I let his dick slip out of my mouth slowly. It glistened by my saliva. His balls bounced softly, a sign of arousal.

 I was sucking my best friend, but he didn’t feel that way anymore. He felt like he was a superior man, something I would never be. Wise, domineering, manly. I had to be his subject in order to be around him. 

“You know what I want to do now?” He asked me in a deep mysterious voice

“What?” I asked still looking at his dick rather than his eyes.

“I want to fuck you so hard, that my dick will be forever imprinted inside your ass, I want you to be mine Kevin, do you understand me?” he said it like he needed to do that. He had the need to own me like that. 

“I understand” I replied 

“What is your answer?” he asked me impatiently 

“I want it too Brant, own me please” I said almost sobbing, not from sadness. I sobbed because of how much I needed him. I wanted it so badly.

 He stood up and he took me by my hand and lead me to his bedroom. 

 I sat on his bed, still not looking at his eyes. I watched him remove his clothes. Completely naked he stood there, with the lights by the lamp of the street giving him a soft glow. It made his body look even more primitive and beautiful.

 He leaned close to me and he almost drank my lips in a manly kiss. I never had gay sex before, and I never kissed a guy before but I was surprised at how much I needed that. It almost as if we merged just by the touch of our lips. His facial hair grazed my clean shaven face. But even that added to the pleasure. As he was kissing me he was pushing me to lean on my back as he was taking position between my legs. When I was laying on my back he lead my arms by my head and held them there. His breath hot on my skin. I couldn’t help but look at his eyes. His blue eyes were pinned on mine. I managed to see a glimpse of lust in his eyes before he buried his face on my neck, kissing me there while I felt his manhood poking my butthole.

 “Say you want me!” he pleaded in a muffled voice as he was still kissing my neck.

“I want you, I want you!” I responded. I meant it.

“Tell me something Kevin” he said and stopped kissing me. His eyes now back on mine.

“What?” I asked smiling like an idiot.

“Tell me, am I your first? I need to be your first” he said as if that was important.

“I have never been intimate with another guy Brant” I replied. His doubt softened and he went back to business. With my legs around his waist, and our bodies touching, I felt like I could cum at any minute. Feeling a hot soldier guy throbbing against you, wasn’t something it happened everyday. Especially when that soldier was your hot handsome best friend. 

He lifted my legs and he buried his dick inside my ass. I gasped. My first cock was a big one too. I tried to remain confident and I hid my panic and pain as he was sliding it in. My ass was filled with Brant. I could feel him throbbing deep inside me. I cried out as he did a small thrust. He smiled at me, more like, he smirked. I didn’t want to hide my face, I wanted him to see my expressions. I wanted him to see what he was doing to me. He grabbed my legs and started fucking me in a butterfly position 

Butterfly Fuck

My gasps became cries as I felt my ass protesting against his new ruler, Brant.

My own dick bounced hard back and forth on my belly as Brant was fucking me. He was smirking all the way. He had a primal look on his eyes. I realized I felt the need to spread my legs, instead of closing them my own body was owned by Brant Daugherty, my best friend. 

“Do you like it?” he was asking me in a rough voice, panting but never stopping

“Yes sir, yes! I like it!” I sobbed trying to fit his entire manhood in my ass.

“That’s what I like to hear from you! Who am I?” He asked me. I was confused. What he wanted to hear?

“Who am I Kevin?” he asked me again. His waist relentlessly fucking me. 

“You’re my daddy” I said crying, not from pain or sadness. I felt emotional.

“That’s right, I’m your daddy Kevin!” he growled and he slammed against me. Burying deep his dick. I felt his balls move against my ass, as they launched his sperm inside me. I groaned with him too. We were one. When he finished shooting his load. He leaned on me and stayed there on my neck. I realized he slept on me. I felt bliss, pure bliss as I hugged his muscular torso and kissed his neck.

Gentleman


This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Jeremy Irvine


I was sitting in a coffee shop drinking my soda, I was a tourist in London and I loved every minute of it. 

“May I sit here?” he said, I looked up and saw an attractive guy around 25 y.o.

He had a kind square face and his hair were short. His lips were kinda unusual in a good way. A very kissable way. What surprised me was that he was wearing a dress shirt and a tie and dress pants. That gave him a whole lot more sex appeal than he already had. 

“Yes, yes” I replied and gestured towards a chair.

“I’m sorry to intrude it’s just that this is ,my favorite place and there’s no tables available” he explained

“No worries, I’m Kyle by the way, not from London in case you couldn’t tell from my accent” I joked. He chuckled and I swear he was the hottest and sweetest guy ever.

“I can tell you’re not from here, you have life in your eyes, something that here in London is rare, people are getting depressed with the bad weather” 

“I’m Jeremy” he said and I shook his hand.

“Nice to meet you Jeremy, are you a banker or something?” I said and pointed to his tie.

“No, I’m an actor actually” he said and seemed pretty self conscious 

“Really!? Movies or theater?” I asked drinking some of my soda

“Both” he replied

“Name one?” I asked him. 

“War Horse” he said and then it hit me, he was an actor, I had seen that movie but never realized he was that guy!

“I feel so embarrassed, I have seen it, amazing work” I said 

“Thanks, I always put my 100% when filming” he said and loosened his tie

“This tie is annoying” he complained while I stared at how ruggedly handsome he seemed now with his tie loose.

“it looks good on you though” I complimented him. He smiled. The waitress came and he looked directly at her legs and boobs. “Great he is straight!” I thought sarcastically.

“So Kyle, how do you like London so far?” he asked me.

“It’s ok, but now it’s better” I replied.

“Better how?” he asked me puzzled by my reply

“Now it’s better because I got to meet you” I said casually. This was my move the cool flirting!

“Really?” he seemed intrigued, which was something I did not expect.

“Yeah, it’s not everyday you get to meet hot guys” I said

“I don’t think I’m that hot but you on the other hand” he said. Now that bastard knew how to flirt.

“Me? I’m no good at the face but I do good stuff on the bed” I said as if I was talking about gardening or something.

“Your face is fine, you might need to apply some of my cream though, it’s rejuvenating they told me” 

That guy knew how to talk dirty and I felt my cock hard by this whole conversation.

“What kind of stuff you’re doing?” he asked me then.

“I don’t talk about them, I only do them” I said. His expression darkened in a sexy scowl.

“Then do them on me” he almost whispered. 

“Really?” I asked excited.

“Really” he said and stood up, his dress pants now showed me the outline of a bulge.

“Your drink sir” the waitress said. He gave her some money “We have to go but this should be enough to cover the bill” he said in a hurry. 

 

“I just moved here so it’s not yet homey but…” he started explaining as he let me in his apartment. I jumped him and gave him a deep kiss. I usually didn’t do this because most men I’ve been with are into fucking me and then leave, no kisses and such. I thought I screwed it up because for some seconds he didn’t respond to my kiss but then his hands hugged me and his tongue dominated my mouth. Those lips were made for kissing. When we stopped kissing we were both panting.

“Let’s move this to the bedroom” he said with a husky voice, his dress pants now showed his cock, I could see it under the fabric. 

 

I sat on the edge of his bed, and he stood before me, hands in his pockets, a real gentleman and a real stud. I unfastened his belt buckle while looking at his eyes, I know this turn men on! He was smirking. His pants fell down and his belt made a loud bang on the wooden floor. His boxers were black and elastic. His dick had tried to escape from the top of his waistband. 

“Uncut, just how I like them” I mumbled and smiled, I leaned in and licked his length over the fabric. The taste of his boxers mixed well with the warmth and taste of his cock. He moaned softly as he held my head on his crotch.

“It smells so good” I said and I pulled his boxers down. His pubes were trimmed and his dick was nice, a beautiful cock, not weird shaped or disgusting looking. Proportioned right and with the right thickness. I kissed his v and descended slowly towards his pubes, feeling them on my skin and then on his shaft, licking him all.

“Ohhh” his lips let a moan escape and he closed his eyes in bliss 

“Do you like it?” I asked.

“I fucking love it” he groaned and gasped as I took his dick in my mouth. I used my best techniques to make his dick harder and harder. I twirled my tongue around those veins that were visible on his cock, his glans wet with precums was cleaned by my tongue, I even deepthroated him for a few seconds. His eyes bulged and he gasped loudly.

“Never deepthroated before I suppose?” I asked him

“No, never! You’re a slut aren’t you?” he joked and pushed my head in a rhythm on his dick. I just kept my mouth in a “o” shape and let him thrust his waist and fuck my mouth. I loved how he held me by my hair as he did that.

“Fuck me Jer!” I said when he let me breath from his cock.

“Oh I will!” he said and I heard him ripping some package. I felt the di stickier latex covered warmth of his cock on my buttcheeks.

“Are you ready? I’m not gonna be gentle!” he warned me

“I don’t want you to be” I said. He was surprised.

“Really? I’ll just get in there, no fingers or licking” he said again, making sure I got it.

“Just get in there champion!” I confirmed. I should have thought better because even though he wasn’t my first. He was the first to just fuck me from behind without any preparation.

It was my turn to gasp as he filled my butt with his dick. He moaned softly as he felt ,y ass hugging him. I moaned or better I cried out when he went full inside my ass.

“Does it hurt?” he asked me as he stepped with one foot on the bed and the other on the floor.

“Yes! Fuck!” I complained.

“Good” he said and from there he went more and more harsh.

His throbbing manhood opened my ass like it was the first time, and even though he was wearing rubbers, the friction from his speed was apparent. I really thought at one point where he was pounding me so fast that sparks might come out of my ass.

I didn’t realize I was crying out too loud until he said “Easy now, we don’t want them to call the cops”. I managed to laugh even with a huge dong up my ass.

“Quickly on your knees and beg me for my cum” he instructed me. A common fetish among young guys I might add. He pulled the rubbers off his cock and started jerking it as I was on my knees in front of him and begged him.

“Please sir give me your cums! Please!” I put my best cumslut face and then he let a long “ohhhhhhhhhhh” and his comets hit my face. He came so much that even he was surprised.

“Fuck, I’m dehydrated” he said when he finished. I was licking his sperm off of my fingers while looking at him.

“If I get hard again, I will ruin your ass” he warned me and laughed.

After a shower I left and thanked him for his gift to the tourist me and went straight to rent some movies with him in!

  

Rough and Hard

This is a fictional story. I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Luke Mitchell
I had seen Roman, he was kept at a secure cage inside the FBI building. I saw many times that Jane and Mr. Weller visiting him. The truth is I was just an assistant there, nobody paid me much attention, but I had a gay thing for Roman. He had that damaged appeal. One night I was hiding and saw him jerking off, he was on the bed, and the lights where off so I couldn’t see his junk but I saw his movements and then heard his moans as he came. I’ve been planning this since I saw him jerking off.

I waited in the storage room until everybody left and then I went to him.

“Hey, I thought everybody left” he said to me with a low voice. I smiled

“I thought you could use some drink” I said and showed him a plastic cup with whiskey. I swiped the card I stole and entered his cage.

“What’s your name?” he asked me with an intrigued smile.

“I’m Kyle, I work here as an assistant” I said. He drunk the whiskey with one shot.

“I needed that” he said mostly to himself.

He was so hot wearing those scrubs. I could see his bulge. I touched his leg and he looked at me. He knew what I wanted. He didn’t say anything, he just looked at me as if he was daring me to make a move. I slid my hand slowly to his crotch, feeling his hot manhood. He had close his eyes and he moaned softly. My touch had become a full massage on his hard dick until he leaned back on his bed and supported himself on his elbows. I bend over his crotch and pulled down his pants. His cock stood upright hard, with veins that intertwined intricately around his shaft. His dirty blond pubic hair gave even more appeal to his junk. His balls were big. 

I leaned closer and licked his shaft going all the way to his crown and felt him twitch as I did that, my second move was to go to his crown and twirl my tongue around, until I felt it hardening, along with soft moans by him. His hand grabbed my head and pushed me on his dick, in a rhythm, I thought I would choke but there was no way to escape now. Plus his dick had become so hard that I felt it would explode. I slipped him a viagra on his whiskey and it seemed to be working.

“Oh fuck! I’m so turned on right now” he stammered as he fucked my mouth on his dick. I had to push him away for a bit, so I could take a breath. 

“Sorry, your mouth is amazing” he said apologetically, with his dick dripping saliva and maybe precums, it was hard to tell.

“It’s ok just don’t try to choke me” I said and leaned close again, licking his dick like it was a lollipop. His hand pushed me again but now he was gentler. I traced his veins with my lips on his dick and saw his balls twitching.

“I want to fuck you” he said in a threatening tone.

“I don’t think it would be appropriate” I said. I wanted to give him a blowjob but getting fucked. It was something I didn’t want to do. I was a virgin.

“I don’t give a fuck. Take of your pants now” he said and he seemed like he was about to lose it. I knew that Roman was a killer before and I didn’t want to risk it.

I pulled my pants down and did as he asked. 

“On the bed” he said pointing to his bed and I lay there with my back on him. 

I thought he would finger me or something but he buried his bearded face between my buttcheeks and made me tremble as his tongue fucked my butthole. His beard scratched me and his tongued soothed me. It was amazing.

Then he climbed on me, he had his pants on his ankles I could feel them. He pushed his cock against my butt and pushed hard until my ass gave in and let his cock in.

I I naked sharply as I felt my virgin ass opening in a very harsh way. Roman wasn’t gentle, he was pushing his dick in without any lubrication. My ass of course wasn’t ready for such a thing. But he started moving in and out making me cry like a bitch.

“Stop! It hurts” I yelled but he didn’t care, he just pulled his dick out, spit on it, and penetrated my ass again. His waist slammed against my ass, I couldn’t yell because the pain was too much, I was trapped under him. I could smell his sweat and I felt his breath on my neck as he fucked me like a wild animal. The bed creaking to the rhythm of his fuck, plus it was one of those beds that had springs and as he was fucking me and pushing me down, I would bounce right back to his dick, getting impaled hard. I cried out as he was increasing speed and he groaned behind me. His dick felt like I was being fucked by something wooden. He was so rough, he held ‘y arms pinned on the bed and pounded me for what seemed hours to me. I had in mind some romantic blowjob and even a romantic fuck, but I forgot that Roman hadn’t been with a woman for a long time and also he is unable to feel intimacy. I was practically was being fucked by a human robot. His only goal was to please himself.

I cried as I felt his dick ruining my butthole, in and out. The worst was when he pinned his waist on me and while inside my ass he would push further as if he was trying to make my ass go deeper. It hurt like a bitch. But he was holding me down. This was my fault, I gave him that viagra and now he was fucking me like a piece of trash.

“Stop please” I pleaded with tears in my eyes, but he kept going as if he was turned on by this. 

“Oh fuck! Here it comes!” he groaned and he filled my ass with creamy sperm. He kept shooting sperm and some of it started getting out of my as while his dick was still in! When he pulled his dick out, my thighs glistened by a huge river of sperm. It was so thick and so much.

I tried to reach my pants but I was unable to walk straight, He gave them to me.

“That was nice” he said as I was getting out of his cage and felt like my ass would be sore forever.

Extra Fuck

This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Gerard Butler…

When I got this gig as an extra, my agent told me “Careful, Butler gets a bit handsy with the extras” I laughed and replied with a “But I’m not a girl, so there’s no problem right?”, his expression told me everything I needed to know.

I was so pumped that I was gonna work next to Gerard Butler, even if my role was as an extra, I admired the guy. But having to defend my ass from him, that was another story.

 My agent’s advice was “If you want to get ahead have some fun with him, he can open doors”, I realized that I should either keep my masculinity and be without a job or let someone fuck my ass and maybe become famous, I’m not gay, so you should realize how hard it was for me.

 We had just finished filming. Gerard, or Gerry as he asked me to call him, invited me to his trailer for some beers. I knew this had nothing to do with beers but I had to make a choice. I did, I decided to go with him. I realized maybe some sexual games wouldn’t hurt but I wouldn’t let him fuck me.

Gerry was a typical man, he had a bit of a gut, he didn’t have that sterile shine those photoshoots have. He had some wrinkles, generally he seemed like he could have been a dad for a friend of mine. A handsome dad, but not that extraordinarily handsome guy they serve you in magazines.

 His trailer reeked “Bachelor” I sat at a couch he had there and he brought me a beer. He drunk whiskey.

“So Kyle it is? How do you find the movie?” he asked me.

“It’s pretty good, definitely one of the best experiences I’ve ever had” I replied 

“Good, I like the people I work with to be happy, you know?” he said and smiled before drinking some whiskey from his glass. 

“That’s very kind of you sir” I replied, the mood was completely sexual, the only one who didn’t fit there was me, but I knew he wouldn’t let me off the hook.

“I’m very kind yes, especially with people I like” he stated.

He smelled of whiskey, he was getting closer to me, and I could feel his breath brushing on my face. I couldn’t help but notice the bulge on his crotch.

His hand landed on my shoulders and he looked at me expectantly.

“You know, I have to get some sleep because I have an early thing so…” I started saying but he didn’t move, also the table was blocking my exit.

“I have a bed right here man, if you need sleep I’ll tuck you in” he growled.

“Sir, I don’t think it’s appropriate” I said my voice trembling.

“Oh come on, fuck the rules” he chuckled and grabbed my hand and placed it on his crotch. I could feel his dick almost hard, it didn’t seemed big. I massaged it a bit, while I repeated in my mind that it was for my job. I had to do this.

He had his blue eyes pinned on me and he was smiling at what I was doing.

“See, free yourself, you like cocks, that’s fine by me” he said. I almost corrected him that I didn’t like cocks but I knew that he could fire me and then bye bye acting jobs.

I pulled my hand away. That was as far as I was willing to go.

“Look it’s getting late, I must get going” I said and stood up to show him I was willing to leave.

“You’re right, it’s late let’s get this over with” he replied and unbuttoned his jeans, revealing his uncut cock, semi hard. I didn’t want to suck that. 

“Come on boy, don’t look at it, taste it” he ordered, I couldn’t do anything but suck it.

I got on my knees. Feeling completely nervous and humiliated. I didn’t want to suck some guys cock. I closed my eyes and put it in my mouth. I almost threw up but I managed to suck it a bit but as I kept sucking it, he became bigger and bigger. I was struggling to suck his cock, not only because I was appalled but because I couldn’t fit it in anymore. He tried to push me but I couldn’t do it “Get up” he ordered. I thought “Great this is it” but he showed me the bed. 

“Get on all fours” he ordered. I felt numb. I had to run from there. I was willing to suck his dick. But get fucked was a whole new level of sacrifice for acting.

He was standing there with his big dick hard and I knew I had to choose to be a man or to be a famous actor. I don’t know why I chose the second. Because if I knew what he would do to my ass, I wouldn’t have made that choice.

I remember getting on all my fours, like someone else moved my body, as if it wasn’t me. My ass felt cold, and I felt helpless. I heard his jeans go all the way down, his belt buckle clanked on the trailers floor. His breath was all I could hear in the trailer. He was behind me, I felt the warmth of his body on mine. He spread my buttcheeks with his large hands and I felt spit on my butthole. I trembled. This was it, I was getting fucked. I bet a lot of my gay friends would love to have Gerard Butler fucking them but me, I was terrified. I felt a hot hard thing pushing against my butthole.

“You’re too tight, is this your first time?” he asked me

“Yes sir” I replied thinking I should have said “I don’t want to do this” and leave but I didn’t say anything.

I felt his large finger penetrating my butthole, he wasn’t gentle, it was obvious he cared only to fuck a hole. That scared me a lot, because it meant he didn’t care if he would hurt me. His finger moved hard in and out of my hole, causing a weird sensation. He spread my buttcheeks again and he pushed his dick in again.

I will never forget the moment his dick got inside me. I bit my lip trying not to yell, he wasn’t even fully in. I remember grabbing his hand that he had on my waist trying to push him away. But he didn’t stopped he just kept going. Friction made things worse, what we had as a lubricant was his alcoholic saliva and it didn’t worked at all. I

I felt helpless before but now I was helpless.

“Fuck!” he stammered as he thrusted inside me. I jumped at that.

I felt like my ass and my masculinity was split in two.

“Yeah, I love virgin asses” he stammered and then he started pushing his cock in and out, my ass hadn’t even realized what was going on but he started fucking me. I was holding the sheets so hard as if they were the source of my pain. I moaned softly. The right word is I groaned, because it wasn’t pleasant. What made it worse was that he increased speed. I could feel my sore ass being stretched and I could hear some splashing sounds as he kept going. My eyes rolled and I tried not to cry. This was a torture. He groaned passionately behind me. Holding me by my waist, impaling me to his junk. 

“Do you like it huh?” he was growling behind me, I couldn’t reply, I felt tears in my eyes. I imagined what all the people that supported my career would think if they saw me right now. I pulled my hair, I wanted to divert the pain from my ass, but it wasn’t possible. Gerard had me pinned and he was fucking me like his paycheck depended on it. The bed squeaked in the rhythm of his thrusts. I thought this was the worse and then he rode my ass, he climbed on me and fucked me vertically. My throat hurt from the yelling. I said I wouldn’t yell but it wasn’t something I could control. I cried out like a little bitch, as his dick hammered my ass from above. I was crying, but he didn’t stop for a bit. When he did it was so he can tell me this.

“Ok grab the headrest of the bed, don’t let go” he growled.

I held the headrest knowing what he would do. He started pounding me so hard I thought I would die from the pain. His pelvis slammed onto my ass with such force. His waist moved fast back and forth. His dick went deeper than before. I was ready to jump out of that bed and even kick his balls if he stopped me when he slammed his dick in and stayed there, moaning like a wild animal. I felt his sperm inside me. It was a lot. He went for a shower, and I remained there, on my stomach. I didn’t want to move because my ass was in pain. Also I felt like a trash. I realized how bad was my choice. What if he had cameras, what if he had a video of my humiliation? More questions like there popped into my mind. When he got out of the shower he looked at me.

“Are you still here man? What do you expect me to do, cuddle and talk relationship and shit? Get the hell out of here” 

I had it coming, I got dressed and walked weird to my car. I cried my eyes out and what made it worse, is that my dick got hard as I replayed the whole thing in my mind.

The Welcoming Gift

This story is fictional, I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Sullivan Stapleton

We just had finished combat training with Kurt Weller, he was the director of FBI New York but he had volunteered to teach us rookies some moves. The first thing I had noticed was that he was tall and beefy. He was all man. He had this stern penetrating gaze that made you listen to what he had to say. Even the most balsy rookie in our group didn’t dare to say a word. After every training we could shower in the establishment, of course many of us chose to go to our homes, but I had a date and I had to shower in the establishment. I was surprised that Weller was in the showers too. He had a really nice beefy body, hairy chest, and a very nice cock. I never felt excitement looking at another man’s cock before, not up until this moment. He showered and just said “hey” to me as I entered the showers. 

“You need more working out” he said as he took a good look at my body.

“I know, I was never much into exercise but with FBI is a must and I struggle a bit” I replied turning my back to him so the water could hit me.

“Trust me, if you go out in the field you’ll need more muscle, also you get more women that way” he chuckled.

I liked how he was so friendly even though he seemed stern and bossy.

“Well I have a date afterwards so let’s hope she is not into too much muscle because then I’m doomed” I laughed.

“A date? With a woman?” He asked me genuinely surprised.

I turned to look at him, a bit annoyed.

“No with a giraffe, of course with a woman” I kinda snapped at him.

“Sorry, I just thought you were gay, ever since I saw you” he said

“What? Why? Do I seem gay to you man?” I snapped 

“Hey relax kid, I just thought you were gay, I didn’t say you were” Weller replied but now he seemed pissed. 

“Seriously though, why would you think that?” I asked

“I don’t know, you seem that sensitive type of guy” Weller replied now washing his dick. I took a peak but I didn’t stared for too long.

“Sensitive guys aren’t always gay!” I said a bit too loud

“You’re right” he said and turned his back on me. 

We showered in an awkward silence. The reason that I was bothered by what he said, was that I kinda felt the hots for the man, I had never felt gay for another guy before. Only Weller did that to me. 

We both went to our lockers so we can get dressed. Both with towels wrapped around our waists. I was looking at him and then back at me, I realized that if we ever hooked up, I would definitely be the bottom guy. It’s unnatural for a huge man like Weller to be fucked by a twink like me. Not that I wouldn’t nail his ass if he wanted but I just knew he wouldn’t want to be fucked. He would want to fuck and I had no problem with that either.

He was putting on deodorant when he dropped it and I leaned to grab it off the floor. I bend down and came face to face with his dick. What made it worse was that I stared, I didn’t stood up to give him his deodorant. I just looked at his dick.

“Give me that” he barked and grabbed his deodorant off of my hand.

“You’re welcome” I said

“No, you’re welcome” he said and I knew what he meant.

“Look sir, it wasn’t like that, I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I’m not into men” I started explaining.

“Just me then” he completed my sentence, he was too close to me. I could feel his breath brushing against my face.

“Yeah, until I met you, I never had any fantasies for men before” I stammered.

“Why don’t you touch it, you know you want it” he growled and I reached and felt his dick. He had trimmed pubic hair and huge balls. I could feel it getting hard on my hand and Weller had his eyes locked on mine. He didn’t moan but his eyes did moan, I could see he was into it as much as I was. It felt like I was petting a lion, he was big in comparison with my body. His eyes once again locked to my eyes and he pinned me on the wall. I could feel his hot breath brushing my neck. Like a predator he went for his prey, he buried his face on my neck, his scruff scratched my soft skin but I didn’t care. I didn’t even care that a guy had pinned me against a wall and I could feel his manhood touching my butt. Then his hand felt my butt and he slid his finger up my butthole. A new sensation flooded me, uncomfortable yet exciting. Kurt was observing me as he played with my ass, he was panting and so was I.

“What if someone walks in here?” I stammered

“Nobody is in this part of the building” he replied and kept kissing my neck. His cock was hard, I could feel it touching me behind.

“Do you feel comfortable umm..sucking me off?” He asked me. I looked at him. This was the moment I had to decide if I would do what I wanted or what was right.

I got on my knees and licked his crown. Weller moaned loudly, so I continued, ,y tongue rolled all around this shaft, feeling his veins that popped around and his public hair when I reached the base of his dick. His balls were my next target, soft and big, I buried my face in them and I sucked them as his dick rested on my forehead. I could see Weller smiling at me. 

“Yeah, you’re doing great” he mumbled. I swallowed his dick slowly, burying it inside my mouth, watching his eyes roll in pleasure. He groaned as I sucked and tightened my lips around his manhood. He grabbed me by my hair and started moving his dick slowly, rubbing his dick on my lips, he wanted me to remember his taste. He buried his dick deep inside my throat, but I gagged so he stopped.

“Not ready for that yet” he commented and I realized this wasn’t going to be a one time thing. What was even more surprising is that I liked that idea.

“Come on get up” he said and I followed him to the sauna. It was exhilarating following him naked on the training ring. He started the sauna and we started making out. I loved touching his hairy muscular chest as it got wet by the sauna. Soon our bodies were sweating so much, that our skins sticked. I kissed his lips, his chest and his dick and he helped me get on all fours for him. I couldn’t see him with all that steam, I could only feel him. I was so sweaty and I felt drowsy but in a good way. 

I didn’t see him putting his dick in, I felt his hot hard sword penetrating me, he pushed hard until my ass gave in, I couldn’t even scream, because the pain was too much. Weller wasn’t too large but I was a virgin and well let’s say he wasn’t a small size either. I was supporting myself on the tiles and I could only feel Weller, his cock was trying to open my ass, his sweaty hands on my back holding me.

“Fuck spread your buttcheeks” he ordered me, I reached back and did it. I cried soft moans because I didn’t want to scream. It felt humiliating screaming while being fucked. Kurt slid in and out of my ass, wearing down any resistance my butt had. He groaned and held me by my shoulders so he could boost himself. I put my face down, leaving my ass up for him. His sliding in had become a pounding. Splashing sounds could be heard from our skins colliding.

My own dick dangled hard between my legs. Since he went deep inside my ass, my cock got hard without any touching. 

“Yeah…that’s nice…take it deep” he murmured at me

I was biting my hand so I wouldn’t cry out, I could feel tears on my eyes as Weller kept going on. It wasn’t that I didn’t want this but I felt so emotional being vulnerable. Having a guy fucking me like this. I felt humiliated and it hurt too.

At some points that Weller was being too rough I tried to stop him but he held me too tight. My ass felt like it was on fire, the friction from his movements made me regretting all this fuck thing. 

“Here comes your welcoming gift buddy” he growled and I felt a twitch by his dick inside me. A fluid sensation and then more twitches. He growled again as he filled my ass with his cum. When we finished. We were both so sweaty we took showers again.

Before leaving, I met one other guy from my group. He looked at me and then at Weller who was getting at his car with his stern look.

“He gave you the welcoming gift too?” he asked me.

“What?” I asked startled

“I can see you’re walking like I did after my own private session with Kurt, he is a fucking sexy beast isn’t he?” he marveled.

I left not knowing what to make of this. My first time that I thought was special, was actually a regular thing for Weller. Well at least he gave me a good fuck.

Creampied By Jensen

This story is fictional. It begins in a club where I meet Jensen and he is a bit drunk then things get a bit out of hand. I have never met or had any sexual intercourse with Jensen Ackles.

“Because I want to fuck you” he said coming closer to me,my could smell the beer in his breath. If another guy had said this I would have hit him. But this was Jensen Ackles! Semi drunk and ready to show how Texans ride their horse if you know what I mean. He was wearing jeans, not tight, but not loose either, just enough to make you get a glimpse at his package, and a black buttoned up shirt, a little bit opened on the neck. I could even see his freckles as he looked at me. We were in a club and I didn’t even give a fuck if he would fuck me right there in front of everyone.

“You do realize I’m a guy right?” I said joking,M he sipped a bit of his beer and chuckled at me.

“You know what? That’s my dirty secret, I like fucking guys, I like dominate their buttholes and hear them cry out as my long snake takes away their manliness” he said, those words, and the way he said them, made my ass hot and ready. I had never been with a guy before, but now I was ready to give it to Jensen.

“Ok but where?” I said. 

“Suck my dick, right here” he orders and unbuttoned his jeans, his cock was thick and untrimmed, but luckily he wasn’t like a jungle man down there. I couldn’t even believe his dick was so thick. Those veins and that size. 

“You know you want to” he growled at me smiling. I bend over to his legs and started sucking that dick like crazy. I just copied whatever I had seen in porn videos. I sucked his meat and licked that cockhead and then those balls. It wasn’t at all like I was expecting. Less gross, more fun!

He lowered himself on the couch we were seating and he raised his waist upwards so I can have better access to all of his inches. 

“Fuck, that’s right, suck it good babe” he stammered. As I was taking it in my mouth. 

For people who don’t find cocks disgusting, this experience was top notch. I could feel the pulsating cock in my mouth, even those little veins that popped all around it could be felt with the tip of my tongue. Jensen with his hand pushed me against his dick, and I was just sucking hearing him gasp and then hear murmurs of people around us, I was so sure someone would kick us out but sucking off Jensen Ackles have its privileges because we’re left alone. 

I love how his uncut cock moves into my mouth, it’s hard with a soft texture.

His shirt is now hanging open on his sides. His torso glistens by the sweat, I lean and I lick from his pubes to his chest and to his neck as I feel him groan.

“Fuck me” I whisper to his ear. He looks at me with a surprised smile on his face

“Really?” he growled

“Really” I said and straddled him, his hot cock knocking on my ass.

With his hand he tapped his thick cock on my buttcheeks. I sat down taking it in slowly, feeling my ass stretching hard, Jensen also pushed with his waist, he looked at me with eyes full of passion and excitement. I loved the feeling of his hot hard dick inside me, I started moving up and down and every time I did, Jensen gasped. The whole club was looking at our show.

Everytime I squatted onto his dick, it went deeper, I gasped and it hurt but I didn’t want to stop. His expression pure masculine smugness, made me want to be his slut even more. I moaned and cried out, as I was taking his dick all the way in. Not without a lot of pushing, his dick was enormous and my ass wasn’t that open. Well after that it would be. I was so transfixed by his fuck that I grabbed his hair and tussled them or pulled them everytime I sat back on his dick which felt like a fucking iron in my butt.

Plus he thrusted slowly his waist along with me too and all this made friction pleasantly unbearable.

“Fuck! Jump on my cock, yeah that’s right” he groaned watching me hop on his cock like a crazy person, all I could do was cry out like a bitch, and feeling aroused that hundreds of eyes were looking at us, some were disgusted, some were aroused. Some of them jerked off around us. They had good dicks but none of them was like Jensen’s. As I was getting the hang of it he stood up and bend me over the seat with my ass upwards. I knew it would hurt because I was in an uncomfortable position but when he nailed me with his dick, I thought I saw stars. First of all, he was so quick and powerful, that I felt my butt on fire by the friction. Second he went way too deep. So deep that I jumped from the pain. He held me by my shoulders or waist and fucked me so good that I almost yelled “Hail Texas!” I gasped everytime he was in and need of his cock whenever he pulled out. He gave me one more strong thrust in and he cried out in pleasure 

“Damn, fuck you!” And all of his sperm filled my sore butthole. When he pulled out, he held me there and held my buttcheeks spread open with his hands until the rivers of his sperm started pouring out.

“Yeahhhh! That’s what I’m talking about” he cheered. The effect of the fuck had passed and I felt embarrassed as I was getting dressed while the owner and Jensen collected all mobile phones and deleted every single video. He was sweaty and his hair were a mess but he still looked like a sex God.