HornyAllTime's Slash Stories

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Okay, I have got 5 different Male Celebrity Slash Series.

However, I have changed the names of each celebrity to conform with the JUB story board rules..



Pictures can be found in my pic folder which I will soon create.

 

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IAN SPRINGER SLASH SERIES 1: THE CROW

How I loved feeding the crows while on my way to work.

I always had some spare bread to give out.

Never did I break the bread in pieces, no, I just threw them on the pavement for the crows to eat.

Sometimes they fought for the sandwiches, but I didn't pay attention about that.

Just only when I saw some I stopped and decided to pull some bread from my small bag that I always carried to work with me.

I didn't always do that though, it mostly happened on Fridays.

I wondered if those crows would always be the same crows or if they were different ones.

I did give them the bread at the same place though.

Not like any of them had a different color or that one of them had a feature so I could recognize that crow as the one that I had fed last week.

Never did they approach me either.

I also never saw anyone else feed them.

Maybe because others didn't appreciate those crows in the neighbourhood.

"See you next week, fellas." I said to them before I walked on to make it in time for work.

Little did I know what would happen tonight...

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Work was done for the day and I walked back home to my house.

I crossed the place where I always fed those crows.

Every time I walked back home, the crows were gone and all the bread I had given them was gone as well.

Not even a crumb remained.

I wondered again if there was one of them who would always come back.

Maybe it was just me and my crazy fantasy.

What if one of them could turn into a human being?

I know, me and my crazy fantasy.

Would that person like me?

Would he or she like what the things I am into?

For one thing, I was gay.

And a lot of times I had the fantasy that one of the crows would turn into a man so beautiful I would get a raging hardon.

I know, crazy me and crow fantasies.

Maybe it was going to be another gay porn flick that would get me off tonight.

I didn't always watch one every night.

It was a beautiful night outside so I decided to eat outside of my house in the garden.

Just a spaghetti bolognese, mind you.

Not a fancy dinner.

But anyway, I set the table and then I went back inside to set the timer for the spaghetti.

I went back inside and sat there in a chair as I drank some wine.

Yeah, cause dreams can come true. Even stupid fantasies like that. I thought with a laugh.

I had left the door open so I could hear the beep of the microwave that meant the spaghetti was done, so I went back inside and retrieved tonight's dinner.

I pulled it out with oven mitts on and brought it back outside... but when I stepped outside, I saw a CROW on my table!

Now I had never been afraid of crows, not even while watching those horror movies, but right this moment I was just a little bit.

Part of me wanted to say 'Shoo! Go away!' but the other part didn't.

I set the spaghetti on the table and approached the crow.

"Hey there, birdie." I said and gently petted its back.

The crow didn't even get scared, it just let me do that.

Then it cawed at me and for the love of God I had no idea what it meant.

Or maybe I did.

I walked back in and got a small bowl which I brought outside again.

Then I poured some wine onto the bowl and set it down for the crow.

"Would you like some of that?" I asked it.

It looked at me as it stood in front of the bowl and then dipped its head down and began to lick it up.

I sat down in my chair and decided to just start eating the spaghetti.

I always finished it but this time I felt a little bad for the crow so I gave it a fair share of my own.

"Sure is a nice night, don't you think so little crow?" I asked as I drank some wine from my glass.

I looked away for a bit.

"It surely is. Thank you for feeding me and my family every Friday. And for the wine. Oh, and spaghetti. It's delicious."

I gasped!

"What?!" I asked as I turned my head into the direction the voice had come from.

Another man sat in the other chair.

"That was you?!" I asked in bewilderment.

He smirked.

"Yes, that's me. I'm Ian by the way. Ian Springer." he said and held out his hand for me to shake.

I didn't even eye the hand before I shook it, no, I just shook it and told him my name.

"Wow! Cool! So you were always with that crowd?" I asked him.

"I never missed a single Friday." Ian said to me with a smile.

"Are you the only one that can change shape?" was my next question to Ian.

"Unfortunately, I am." Ian told me.

Then he smirked again.

"You know... this isn't the first time I was at your house." he told me.

I wasn't scared nor shocked.

"It isn't?"

He shook his head and actually blushed.

"I sometimes sat there in front of your window. Other times I just watched you read a book or... well..." Ian was really blushing now.

But I knew what he meant.

"You watched me do certain stuff to myself..." I whispered softly.

Then he was out of his chair and looked at me.

He stood right in front of me.

I thought he was going to sit on my lap at any second.

But he didn't.

Ian just stood there.

He bent through his knees a bit so he was eye-level with me.

"I always know what you are thinking while you are feeding us, especially what you were thinking this morning."

And then he leaned closer and touched my lips with his.

I bit by bottom lip.

So dreams, even stupid fantasies like the ones I have had about crows or in this case a certain crow did come true.

I wanted him, that I did.

But did I want him here in the garden or would I invite him to go inside with me?

Ian laughed softly.

"I can pick up your thoughts." Ian said. "Why don't you just move a bit more toward me?" he suggested.

I smiled and did just that. "This good enough?"

"Perfect." he said and slid onto my lap.

My hands flew to the buttons of his black shirt.

Everything about him was black.

Black shirt, black pants, black shoes.

Black briefs maybe? I thought... to which he grinned.

"You are an open book to me." he said, followed by my name.

I hardened at that.

"Go ahead, open the buttons further." he said.

I didn't need to be coaxed into doing that, in fact, I had already done that of my own volition.

A perfect chiseled chest came into view.

I just shrugged it off his shoulders, no question first of 'do you mind if your shirt will touch the ground?'

"You're beautiful, Ian." I whispered.

And then I reached in and kissed him, tasted his lips again and again, until I stopped kissing him there and went east and west for his cheeks of course before I would go south.

Kiss right down that perfect chiseled stomach of his.

When my hands reached his pants, he was off of me.

"Ian, what's wrong? Is your family of crows calling for you?" I asked, afraid that that was the thing. And the end of this encounter.

"No."

"Then what's wrong?" I asked.

"It's nothing." he said while his hands flew in rapid succession.

He undid my belt and then pulled down my pants.

I wasn't wearing any briefs.

"Aww, no black briefs like me? You're naughty." Ian said with a smirk as he had an eyeful of my cock.

"I'm sorry, Ian." I whispered softly.

I had sometimes worn black briefs. First to start my hardening of my cock while watching a gay porn flick, then I would strip it off and continue my stroking.

That was usually how I came.

"It's not a big deal." he said before he wrapped his mouth around my cock.

"Nnnhh!" I groaned out.

I can't remember the last time a guy ever had his mouth around my cock.

Maybe this was the very first time.

I ran my fingers through his hair while he sucked me off.

Maybe you do want me more inside? suddenly sounded in my head.

"Hey!" I exclaimed.

He stopped sucking me.

"What?" he asked all innocently, as if he had no idea what he had done.

"Was that you in my head just now?" I asked.

He smirked again.

"Oh, that. Yeah, I know how much you want to touch me. So I thought I'd ask you if you wanted to continue this inside. Well, do you? You do, don't you?"

"I do want to touch you more inside." I told him.

"Good, then lets lead the way inside."

I settled for the bedroom.

There we both undid the rest of our clothes; the ones that we had already taken off had been brought inside.

Now I had an eyeful of his cock.

"Not bad for a crow." I said with a smirk this time.

"Funny." he whispered as he dared to lie down on the bed and have his head touch MY pillow, his cock proudly raised and fully erect, as if daring me to take it in my mouth.

And that is what I did.

This time he gripped my hair.

"Awww Yeah!! I bet this trumps all your fantasies, doesn't it?" he asked me, groaning loudly, actually tugging on my hair.

I so couldn't care less if he actually did pull a few hairs out of my head.

I wanted to tell him yes in that special way, but I couldn't.

Then sometime later, I had stopped sucking him off, actually it had been the moment I had felt the grip on my hair lessen.

"Y'know, I think you should actually lie down." Ian told me as he rolled over and took me with him.

I was now laying down on that place that Ian had previously taken up and couldn't place the next scene that he had in mind, not until it was too late.

"OH GOD!" I cried out as he impaled himself on my cock!

"I prefer OH IAN, but OH GOD will do." Ian joked as he placed his hands on my stomach and began to ride me.

A frantic need was inside me as I held his cock in my two hands, like it was a sacred thing that I was stroking.

I never wanted to let go while he rode me so I stroked it as good as I could.

"Ohhh yes!" Ian groaned as his riding speed increased.

And then I was blessed with his come shooting onto my chest.

Ian let out a loud cry at that exact moment, and I knew that I too had reached my blessing for Ian Springer, knowing it had filled him up deep inside his ass.

"Ohh Fuck!" Ian exclaimed after he had licked up his cum from my chest. "That was amazing!"

He was about to get off me, but I reached for him.

"Do you really have to go now? Is your family calling for you right now?" I asked him as I looked into his eyes with the best puppy dog eyes.

"Only crows can hear when the family is calling for them. I'm sorry," he said with a nod, "but I have to go."

"Will you be back?" I whispered as he grabbed his clothes and got dressed in front of me.

He turned around and smirked at me again!

Dear Lord, if I knew how sensitive I was to those smirks!

"Of course I will, just promise me one thing?" Ian asked me.

"I will do anything you ask of me."

"Can you feed me every morning and night?" He asked me then.

"Every morning? The moment I wake up you mean?" I asked in return.

"Yeah. Before you take your shower and leave for work." Ian said.

"Of course!" I said after I had pulled him in for a deep passionate kiss.

"Deal," Ian said and then when he was free from my embrace changed into a crow again and flew away through the window.

See you tomorrow morning, Human lover of mine. sounded in my head.

End of this first Episode of the Ian Springer Slash Series

 

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JARED ROWE SLASH SERIES 1: VACATION LOVE

Rio, baby!

It was nice to finally have some rest and relaxation for a change.

I had no idea I was about to have MORE rest and relaxation.

I'd been thinking about going to the beach for awhile now, having a slight change of not just sitting outside the house I had rented and getting a tan there.

All the equipment I needed was within my reach: beachwear, towel, sunscreen.

No way I was going to get a sunburn.

I had decided to take my time and walk to the beach, not that I didn't own a car but I had no rush in getting there.

Some 40 minutes later I got there and set up my spot.

I had caught sight of a man there but I couldn't place him, even though I was sure I knew him from somewhere.

Not until he removed his sunglasses.

I shot upright from my madeup spot.

HOLY FUCK!

Jared Rowe in Rio!!

He didn't seem to be with anyone... which I found weird since his wife had given birth to a healthy boy a few months ago.

How I loved him.

I kept a close eye on all news about him, and of Supernatural of course.

I had fallen right in love with him at the first ever episode of Supernatural.

And ehm... with Jensen too.

I blushed right there.

I didn't want to impose on him so I stayed quiet and just watched his actions.

He got in the water and that's when I stopped watching him.

I respect their privacy, even if I wanted them to notice me and hell yes, maybe even get so comfortable with me that they would fuck me.

I'm pretty sure Jensen and Jared have had some interesting encounters over the course of seven seasons of Supernatural.

Yeah, naughty mind I have, don't I?

I really wonder what Jensen and Jared would think about those constant fanfictions of Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester, or even with Castiel, or even Jensen, Jared and Misha.

The question burns on my lips but I wouldn't dare walk up to him and ask him about it.

I've had some interesting encounters with the people of Rio, but I am pretty sure all that would pale in comparison to this God in front of me.

I'd bought some reading material with me and would luck have it... it was Supernatural novel.

I bit my bottom lip, silently praying he would notice the front cover of the book.

I put the book down and got some sunscreen to apply onto my skin.

Making sure my hands were sunscreen-free I resumed reading.

A few minutes later and then it happened.

A laugh sounded so close to me that I shut my book, without putting the bookmark in like I had done when I had applied some sunscreen on my body.

Don't say OMG, Don't say OMG, Don't say OMG! I chanted like a mantra in my head when I saw him look at me.

"Which book is that in the Supernatural novel series?" Jared asked me with a smile.

"Uhm... Night Terror? Book #9 I think." I said as I quickly opened the book again and put my bookmark (a Sam Winchester one, the one in the first episode of Season 6 where he works out) between the pages I had shut the book at, anything to not look at that delicious body that had water dripping down.

"Mind if I sit with you?" Jared asked me.

"Not at all, Jared." I said, his name softly.

I SO didn't want to cause a rain of fangirls to storm the beach.

I felt myself blushing as he sat next to me.

"Hey." Jared said with a smile that could shatter hearts, mine included.

"Hi, I absolutely love your show." I said, my hand out for him to shake.

As he did so I told him my name.

"That's a nice name."

"Thank you, Jared. Uhm..." I swallowed, my heart pounding in my chest.

I think my cock began to get hard too.

"May I ask you something, Jared?"

"I left my pen in my bag at my spot, but if you want an autograph, sure. Speaking off, I'll just grab my stuff and get closer to you, okay?"

But before I could answer him he had already gotten up and ran over to his spot, sand flying everywhere, and returned to my spot with his stuff.

He dumped it in the sand and then sat back down, his pen at the ready.

He took the book and opened it... then smirked.

Jared looked from the bookmark back at me and then back at the bookmark... only to stop it by returning his gaze to me... but I saw his eyelids move everywhere, like...

I gasped softly. Like he was checking me out!

"Interesting bookmark." he said with a wink.

And that activated my full hardon.

OH GOD! I thought as I tried to slowly place my hands over my beachwear to hide the forming bulge.

"Uhm, that wasn't what I wanted to ask, Jared. But thank you."

He smiled and wrote something down on the bookmark.

"Promise me something?" Jared asked with my name at the end of his question.

Anything, Jared! I thought of answering him with.

I bit my bottom lip.

I was so fucking excited the words spilled from my lips. "Anything, Jared!"

"Whoa." he said with a grin.

"Cool. Don't open the book until I am gone, okay?"

I always got what I wanted when I was younger so my lips trembled and I put on a sad puppydog face. "Why?"

"Just trust me on this." he said and returned the novel to me.

Then he had to audacity to place his hand on mine!!

The spot where my cock was.

"Now what was it you did want to ask?" Again with my name at the end.

"Uhm... well... this might sound rude, but uhm... what do you think about all those Jared/Jensen and Dean/Sam fanfictions that are on the Web?"

"I'll answer your question... on one condition." Jared said, secretly hoping I was going to reply with the same answer.

"Anything, Jared! Name it."

He smirked. See, there he does it again. Jared thought. What an awesome fan...

"Take your hands off your beachwear."

Like if stung by a bee, I removed them.

Yes, I would do anything for him. Anything that meant I was still alive after that, mind you.

I would NEVER jump off a cliff if he asked me that.

"Good, now, you want to know what I think about all those Jared/Jensen..." Jared started as his eyes moved to mine and kept them fixed on me as his hands slid over my beachwear like they were eggs on a frying pan, "and Dean/Sam fanfictions that are on the Web?" he asked as he pulled the fabric that hid my arousal for Jared Tristan Rowe down.

I wanted to make a sound to show my surprise at his action, but he kissed me hard!

"We find it quite funny... and to tell you the truth... we have done some stuff like that, just for fun. And with Misha too." Jared said as his hand grabbed my cock.

"Nnnhh..." I said as I looked into his eyes, those pair of eyes I always wanted to look into, not just every week when he was on television but for real.

And now I finally was.

"But... your wife and your son..." I whispered, trying to hide my groan for he was stroking me.

"What they don't know won't hurt them. And no, I've never fucked a fan before. Male or female." Jared whispered.

I blushed heavily.

"Jared please... not here..." I whispered.

He removed his hand.

"Too bad. When I saw that picture you use as a bookmark, I thought that you were..."

"Oh but I am. I just don't want those annoying guys you all have to deal with day in day out to find out about this."

I pulled my pants up and got up from my spot.

"Lets find a better place then." Jared said to me.

I nodded.

When we found our perfect hiding spot, that's where he took me.

Yes, I wanted to suck him off first, but I figured I'd let him pull the strings.

I didn't care if I got hurt, as long as it was a few minutes with him.

I felt his cock in my ass, his hands around my body, his lips in my neck, his hands slowly sliding down to my cock and stroke it.

Now I finally felt how good it was to be with Jared Rowe like in those passionate scenes on Supernatural.

I tried to make my moans not too loud.

My time would come.

He pulled out.

I wouldn't care if I didn't get my release inside him, but I wasn't going to let him come anywhere else on me or the wall of our hiding spot.

I grabbed his cock and stroked him off, my tongue licking the head of his cock and the groan from him when he got his release something that would never be erased from my mind.

The cum landed on my tongue and I swallowed it all.

I lay against the hiding spot and looked up at him.

"That was amazing, Jared!"

He looked at me as he got on his knees in front of me.

"I know," he said with a smile, and then his lips were around my cock.

I gasped as I felt a finger touch my asshole while he sucked me off.

"Oohhhhhhhh I get it," I groaned and panted as I let him do this, "you want me to come too so you will always remember what my come tastes like..." I said very hornily, a feeling that I had never had before.

I never was this horny when I was with the other tourists or with people from Rio in all the nights that I have been here on vacation.

He pulled his lips from my cock and did the same thing he did to me.

When I felt his tongue over that little slit of the head of my cock, oh man, I came hard.

"I love you Jared!"

"Now, now, I'm sorry," he said as he kissed my lips again, "but you do understand that can never happen, right? I have to keep a low profile. I love my wife and my baby boy. I could never love anyone else."

"Is that what you tell Jensen and Misha too?"

"Actually, it is, yeah."

I wrapped my arms around him.

"Thank you, Jared." I whispered.

I hadn't gotten to take a bicep in my mouth or even sucked on one of his male nipples, but it would do.

"Remember, don't go reading the novel until I am gone, alright?" Jared asked me.

"Yes, Sir. Message received loud and clear." I said, even saluting him.

We went back to our spots and talked a bit more until we both went our separate ways.

Tonight, I didn't want to go out and party and hook up with a resident from Rio nor a tourist.

Instead I pulled out the Supernatural #9 Night Terror novel as I lay on my bed.

I went to the last read page and the bookmark fell on the bed.

My eyes couldn't believe what he had written there.

He had actually signed that picture!

That... and his phonenumber.

The End of this first episode of the Jared Rowe Slash Series

 

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JENSEN FEATHERSTONE SLASH SERIES 1 THE THIEF

***When this series started, the Jared Rowe Slash Series didn't exist yet and so I had a special surprise for every even chapter, but since there is a now a Jared Rowe Slash Series as well, only chapter 2 will have the special surpise***

Jensen smiled as he got ready to close his entertainment store.


"Alright everyone, I'm closing up, I'll see you all tomorrow, okay?"


"Awww man, can't you just be open for a few more minutes? I can't decide between The Fog or Scream Trilogy!"


Jensen shook his head.


"Sorry buddy, you'll have to come back tomorrow."


"Okay," the man said and left.



Good question, which one would I have chosen? Jensen thought as he watched him go.


Before he could go to the cash register and check the amount of money though, Jensen really needed to go to the bathroom.


So he raced over there to prevent himself from peeing in his pants.


When he was there though, a figure entered the store.



YES!!! They still have Big Cocks #1: 20 hours on 5 discs!!! Now my collection is complete! But I don't want to pay for it... I've got enough trouble paying the rent as it is! the man thought as he grabbed the DVD box from the porn section.


Seeing nobody there, he crept toward the counter and jumped over the counter, knowing damn well that if he just walked past the counter a sound would be triggered.


YES!! The owner hadn't locked the drawers yet. But which one housed the porn dvd discs?


After the second drawer he found it, the five glorious discs of Big Cocks #1: 20 hours on 5 discs!!!


His heart began to pound.



Oh god, I've never actually stolen anything... but I would do it for this DVD... I just love beating off while watching guys get fucked... the man thought as he got on his knees and opened the DVD box to place the DVD discs in... while he failed the hear the sound of the toilet flushing thanks to the song that was playing from the DVD player.


He had almost finished his job when he was roughly grabbed from behind.


"And what the fuck do you think you are doing?!" Jensen shouted as he pushed him forward.


"I just got to have this DV..." the man started when he was punched in the face.


One punch was enough to knock him down.


Jensen didn't think twice and immediately began to close up the store, well, trapping them inside was more like it. But there was a backdoor that had let to the office.


Now he looked at the guy he had clocked onto the ground... and his eyes fell on the DVD. Big Cocks, huh? Lets just see what kind he sports... Jensen thought with a grin as he dragged the body into his office after dimming the lights in the store.


It took a few more minutes for the man to wake up... and found himself nude and tied up on a table!!


"What the...?!"


"You've got some nerve breaking into my store for a gay porn DVD box."


"I'm sorry, but..." the man started.


"You're sorry?! You should have thought of that before you broke in!" Jensen shouted.


"But what? You're gay and love to suck cock?! Is that it?!" he shouted even more.


The man flushed. He'd right the hammer right on the head with that one.


"Please don't call the cops on me." he whispered in a fearful voice.


"You might want to tone it down a bit, dude, you're blushing scarlet." Jensen said with a smirk as his hand went to his zipper.


The man swallowed. Was the owner of the store going to do what he thought he was going to do?


He unzipped his pants.


"Show me that you are worthy of that DVD box..." Jensen said as he showed the thief his dick.


Within seconds it was hard, probably because of seeing a nude man tied up.


"You're..."


"That doesn't fucking matter!" Jensen yelled as he grabbed the back of the man's hair and jammed his cock inside his mouth.


"The only thing that matters is that you suck this fuckstick now!" Jensen told the man.



How can I when he has his hand so roughly in my hair? the man wondered as he tried to suck Jensen's cock.


Then he felt one hard sting on his buttocks.


And another.


"Ahhh yeah... ohhh fuck yeah..." Jensen groaned as he stuck his middle finger in the man's ass.


Again and again he sucked that hard cock of the owner while the owner occasionally fucked his mouth with that hard cock of his.


Pre-cum dripped onto the desk from the man's cock.



This is even more fucking exciting than watching a DVD! the man thought.


But then Jensen pulled back.


"Why did you...?" the man asked.


"You're not the one asking questions here, I'm in control, bad boy." Jensen replied as he reached for the rope.


"Do you promise to behave after I untied you?" Jensen asked.


The man nodded as he stared into those eyes, looking at those luscious lips and remembering the feeling of that big hard cock in his mouth...


"What's your name anyway?" Jensen asked.


The man replied with his name.


"Nice name. I'm Jensen Featherstone. There, you are all free now."


"Thanks Jensen, I'm sorry, it'll never..."


Jensen flipped him over so he was on his ass, probably still painful from the slaps he had given them and thrusted his cock between the man's legs.


He gasped at the sensation of that move, and of Jensen's hand around his cock.


"..Happen again?" Jensen finished as he kissed the man's mouth hungrily while he fucked him.


"Yeah..." the man groaned against Jensen's lips.


"You like this, don't you?" Jensen asked with a naughty grin, followed by the man's name.


Again the man swallowed, keeping his lips closed, even pulled away from Jensen's lips.


"C'mon, you can tell me..." Jensen whispered as he kept on pounding inside him, both thumbs and forefingers squeezing the man's nipples, eliciting a cry from the man's lips which was all that was needed so Jensen could kiss him again.


"You love my big cock ramming inside you." Jensen whispered, each word punctuated by each thrust as his fingers continued to play with the man's nipples.


"Say it, I know you want to." Jensen smirked. "Or will you after you cum? Or after I cum inside your tight ass?"


As if he had forgotten about it, Jensen firmly grabbed the man's cock and stroked him.


"DON'T STOP!!! OH FUCK, PLEASE DON'T STOP FUCKING ME!!!!" the man screamed.


"You know perfectly well it is wrong to steal something from anyone, right?" Jensen grinned as he continued to fuck this man while he decided on licking his chin and throat as he stroked him.


"YES, I KNOW IT IS WRONG!!" the man cried out.


Jensen gripped the cock tighter and...


"OH GOD!!"


Jensen had his release as the man's cum spurted from his cock and stained both their chests.


Until the very last drop of Jensen's cum was down in the man's ass did he pull out.


"I'm sorry, I promise I'll never do it again, just please don't call the cops on me." The man replied, frantically searching for his clothes.


"On second thought..." Jensen said with a smile.


"On second thought what?" the man asked him.


"Why don't you come back every Saturday? I could use the fuck... plus you get to fuck me next time, okay?"


The man dropped his shirt.


"Do you... are you fucking serious?"


"Yeah... and you get to keep the DVD. Any DVD you want, you name it. Lets just say the fuck is your payment for anything you 'buy' in here, alright?"


The man smiled and wrapped his arms around Jensen.


"You're seriously not fucking with me?"


"Well, I did fuck you, but no, I'm seriously not fucking with you." Jensen replied.


The man caught Jensen's lips in the most passionate way he had ever been kissed.


"Besides... now you know I am gay just like you." Jensen whispered.


End of this first Episode of the Jensen Featherstone Slash Series

 

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JUSTIN CHIVERS SLASH SERIES 1 AKA JUSTIN CHIVERS 24/7 HOUR 1 MY ARCHERY MASTER

I just don't know what was wrong with me. Every time I practiced my archery skills they went fine, but not today. And today was the Mark of Mastery Exam.

The practice round was a total fluke. I was so nervous I couldn't even face my Archery Master, the hot Justin Chivers.

There had been nights I had jerked off in my bed while thinking about my Archery Master's huge arrow in my ass or mouth.

Talk about hitting the bulls-eye!

But the thing was that I didn't know if my teacher swung that way.

I had heard him talk about the girls, the women, but never about the boys, the men.

I felt disgusted with myself that I had those dreams where he took me, where he punished me for my bad archery skills with his hard arrow inside my ass.

I willed myself to continue practicing, but my body was shaking like a leaf, so nervous. I would never become a Master Archer myself.

That's when I felt his hand on my shoulder.

"Dude, no wonder you flunk this practice! You're shaking like a leaf!" Justin said to me.

His voice in my dreams always made me so hard... and this time was no exception. My cock hardened to my full inches.

"I must have forgotten everything, Justin. Please, teach me one last time?" I softly whispered.

"Sure thing, my friend. Now... do remember it, okay? This is the last time I will teach you." Justin said.

A shiver ran down my spine as I felt his hand brush my ass. It was a soft slap but I wanted to feel a harder slap. Not just against my ass, but my bare ass cheeks.

I kept the urge inside myself to moan out my teacher's name.

"I promise, Justin."

"Okay, stand up straight." Justin told me, which I did.

I felt him lean against me, which made me wonder if his own arrow had gone rockhard in his pants. Or maybe if I would just push my ass back it would brush his front so...

His hand wrapped around mine on the bow.

"Now stretch back the string of the bow like this..." Justin told me.

He moved my hand back with his own and then let go, the arrow flying through the air and hitting the bulls-eye... but that wasn't all, oh no, that free hand of his brushed my...

I gasped!

Not because the arrow had hit the bulls-eye, but because my teacher had brushed his hand across the front of my jeans!

"So that's why you're nervous... you are fucking rockhard..." Justin whispered in my ear as he pressed down against my bulge.

"Justin..." I whispered.

"That's why you failed every practice shot!" he said, voice louder as I felt his hand go under my jeans and cupping my erection.

"Justin please..." I whispered, my cheeks reddening.

Then I moaned his name for his hand gripped my cock and was stroking me. My Archery teacher was stroking my cock!

"How long?" Justin whispered, followed by my name.

"Wh... What do you mean? How long have I been hard like this or how long have I wanted this?" I asked my teacher.

"I meant..." Justin started, then smirked. "...Both."

I swallowed. This was turning me on so much!

"Ever since I started practicing today and... ever since you told me that you would be interested in men. I had gotten dreams about you..."

Justin kissed the back of my neck while I felt his fingers glide over the head of my cock. "Dreams?"

"Yes," I told him, the hair on the back of my neck straight up. Goosebumps all over my flesh.

"Tell me about those dreams..." Justin whispered.

"You... you get upset at me, pull my pants and briefs down... then you aim your big arrow between my bulls-eyes and..." I gulped again. I just couldn't say it.

"Then what?" Justin asked me as he began to undo the button of my pants with the free hand while he stroked me some more with the other.

"You fuck me." I whimpered.

My teacher grinned, but I couldn't see it.

"Are you up for that, my pupil?" Justin whispered as his tongue brushed my earlobe while he pulled my cock free from the confines of its prison clothes.

"YES!" I cried out, watching down and see the hardness of my arousal stand up pencil-straight.

"Someone's eager." Justin whispered as he stepped away from me, leaving the lower part of my body completely bare while I heard his zipper go down and everything else that was mandatory when someone takes their clothes off.

I made a move to turn around and look at my nude teacher, but that voice I so loved from my dreams returned.

"Did I say you could turn around?" Justin asked me.

I whimpered again. "No... Justin, you did not."

"Now you can."

And when I did, I gasped. God, my teacher's cock was... perfect. The perfect shape and size.

"Are you really sure you want me to fuck you like that? You're the one who fantasized about me..." Justin said as he stroked his own cock. "Why don't you first go down on me?" he asked with a wink.

My heart skipped a beat as I heard my teacher suggest that. Boy, did I ever!

I crawled over on my hands and knees to where he was standing (he was totally nude whereas I was half-nude) and sat there in front of him while looking up at him.

"May I, Justin?" I asked with pleading eyes.

"Yes."

"Thank you." I whispered as my hand wrapped around his cock and stroked it.

Now I wasn't expecting my teacher to moan right away, so I brought my mouth to the tip of his human arrow and licked it with my tongue.

That made my teacher moan out.

"Oh yeah, that feels good." he moaned.

Somehow I felt the need to tell him. "If you want to mouthfuck me, go right ahead. It's also been one of my fantasies."

He laughed. "My pupil is one naughty hunk."

That caused me to wrap my mouth around his big human arrow and then I started to suck him off, my hands fondling his balls as I sucked and sucked.

"Fuck! That feels sooo good!" Justin groaned, and before I knew it he had thrusted his cock deep in my mouth.

He'd even grabbed the back of my head as he mouthfucked me hard.

I felt like I had died and gone to heaven while groaning around his big cock as he had his way with me, the one I had always wanted.

Truth be told, since the first time I had met him.

He had still been straight, until we had started discussing what it would be like with a man.

Clearly that had gotten my teacher to rethink his sexuality.

As he blew his load down my throat, I smiled through my happy tears that had fallen.

Hey, I may or may not pass my Mark of Mastery Exam today but at least I did have a small victory... or was that a big one?

End of this first Episode of the Justin Chivers Slash Series AKA Justin Chivers 24/7 Hour 1...

 

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TOM WATERS SLASH SERIES 1 COCKHOLE

I had just flushed the toilet and was ready to pull up my briefs, pants and cover up my cock and my buttocks. But I didn't. I chose to look around the bathroom stall instead. I had come here by myself and had enjoyed several drinks before I had this huge urge to go to the bathroom and relieve myself. This wasn't your average bathroom. It had this strange hole in the wall. I wondered what its purpose was. Why in the world would there be a hole in a bathroom stall?

I tried to make sense of it all, but nothing popped up in my mind as I heard the beat of the song they were playing on the dancefloor. It thrummed through me, maybe I had become deaf because the loud beat. I didn't know. All I knew was that I had to reach the bathroom or I would have wet my pants. And we don't want that to happen, now do we?

And then it happened. I got off the toilet seat and was about to pull up both my briefs and pants, when something appeared through the hole. Instantly I knew the purpose of that hole!

"HOLY SHIT!" I cursed as I closed my eyes. Inhale. Exhale. That really didn't happen now did it? I thought as I started to count from one to ten. Yeah, it was a strange flash. It had to have been my imagination going into overdrive. But after having counted to ten, I didn't open my eyes. Instead I strained my ears to listen for a sound, any sound. Even for a voice that spoke to me. Nothing. I opened my eyes and gasped.
I hadn't been imagining things. There was a COCK through that hole!!!

I bit my bottom lip. I had always wanted to have a situation like this happen to me, but that it had to happen now?!?! I inspected the cock just by looking at it. Damn, that had to be a very large cock. I had expected the other man to have spoken something like "get on your knees and suck it." or "take that big cock in your mouth and suck it." but nothing. It was like there was only a cock. I ducked and peeked under the bathroom stall. There was indeed a man patiently waiting.

Tension built through my body. I had secretly craved sucking off some other man's cock, but I had never told anyone. I had friends, who hadn't chosen to come with me tonight and party the night away... so who was this man?

I sighed and shrugged off my thought as I got on my knees. My right hand wrapped around that cock through that cockhole. I started to stroke it. There was still nothing coming from that man's mouth. Was he gagged or something?! When someone jerks off your cock, you should be moaning, right?! It was like the universe had a general rule: when someone jerks or sucks your cock, you HAVE to moan. Then why didn't this man moan?

I wanted to hear him moan. I looked down and saw my cock had hardened as well. Just the thought of getting sucked by that man had my heartbeat racing. But he still wasn't moaning. Another thought that I shrugged off as I brought my mouth closer to his cock to lick the tip of the head of his cock, and then I heard him moan.


It was such a delicious sound that I wrapped my mouth around his cock and began to suck him off.

"Ahhh, yeah, fuck, yeah. Suck that cock. Hmmm, fuck yeah..."

I heard him go on and on as I sucked his big cock and stroked my own. I swear, he was almost ready to cum, when he ordered me to stop. I was thinking 'what the fuck?!' Here I was sucking this man's big manhood and he wants to me to stop?!

Not wanting to make him upset, I did take my mouth off his cock after I had sucked up a bit of his pre-cum by sliding my tongue over the slit.
I heard the door of his bathroom stall open and then my bathroom stall's door was opened. Oh my fucking god, it was Tom Waters!!!! I couldn't believe it. I blinked. Was it really him or was it another illusion?

"Hi, I'm Tom Waters. What's your name?" I heard him ask in that voice that I always have wanted to hear asking me a question. I was still on my knees, by the way, but when I saw this god of perfection, I straightened up to my height.

I told him my name, yet I stammered. I still couldn't believe it. "That's a nice name." Tom Waters said as he slid the door of my bathroom stall closed with a grin. Oh damn, it was like I had God and the Devil in front of me. The God part being his body and the Devil part his grin. "You give good head. One more minute of that and I would have blown my load for sure." Tom said, still with that grin.

He slid his hands around my body and rubbed his cock against mine. I wasn't sure where his hands were going. Did I feel one caressing my back and the other squeezing one of my ass cheeks or not? And then he kissed me for a long time. I had to struggle for breath, because it was like he was channeling his inner Clark Kent who was overjoyed to see his best friend again. Then he let go and my heart lowered back to its original size, and I instantly felt sad for his delicious lips having left mine. I felt empty, I needed to feel those lips again.

"Tom, do you know how long I wanted this?" I whispered as I looked up at him. He was a bit taller than me. Oh Lucifer, again that grin! "I can only imagine." Tom said, and then I pressed my lips against his, to give him a taste of his own medicine. Yes, a kiss just as long as his.
But the fun really started when Tom pulled back to take a breath. His lips kissed my body everywhere, I felt my nipples tighten as his tongue rubbed on the sensitive buds, dear GOD, he was teasing my bellybutton now! My most sensitive spot.

My cock pulsed with need just like my heartbeat as I felt his lips envelop my cock. Oh Fuck! His hand squeezed my balls. "Nnnnhhhh oh god Tom, suck my cock, oh yeah, that's it... hmmm!" I groaned out as I felt my hero's lips take my cock in deep. I had no doubt he was stroking his big massive organ with his other hand... but he wasn't. Well, not when I had that thought, but right after that thought was thought, you know? When I stopped thinking about that thought. Because I felt his finger in my asshole, pumping me like it was his big massive organ in my asshole. "Tom! TOM!" I cried out, so close to cumming on that spot, when he pulled the same trick with me.

"Did you like that?" he whispered against me as he had pulled himself up to his full height again and now looked down at me. I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a hug. "I did, but that isn't all we got up our sleeve and you know it. I want you to fuck me. Slam me against the wall and thrust your big hard cock inside my asshole and rim it until you had enough so we can cum together."

Again that devilish grin. The next moment my front was slammed against the bathroom stall wall and I felt him tease my asshole with the head of his large cock. "Like this?" he whispered in my ear and I felt him licking my earlobe. The shudder that went down my spine! Oh gods! It was amazing. "Don't tease, Tom, please fuck me!"

And then I felt my hero fucking my asshole hard, thrusting in and out of my tight hole. I shouted, I screamed of pleasure as he pinched my nipples. He never ceased to amaze me how easily he followed those orders and did those things like it was nothing. Something must have happened with his wife or he would have never done anything like this. I figured it was better not to ask, before or after this heavenly sex.

"Do you want my cum in your asshole?" He whispered again as he nipped my neck. I had moved my cock up and down against the wall to enchance my pleasure and was nearly exploding. "No... I want your cum on my body and mine on yours." He instantly pulled out and leaned against the opposite wall, the one without the cockhole and began to jerk himself off.

I whirled around and placed a hand on his stomach. "Stop." He did so. "Let me." I said, this time with a devilish grin of my own. He took my cock in his hand and together we jerked ourselves off until a burst of cum splattered our naked bodies. With that same devilish grin I rubbed his cum against mine as I wrapped my arms around him. "That was amazing, Tom." I whispered and coaxed a french kiss out of him.

End of the first Episode of the Tom Waters Slash Series

 

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JENSEN FEATHERSTONE SLASH SERIES 2 THE THIEF, THE OWNER AND THE "COP"


Nnnnhhhhhh!!! What a guy! He had kept his word to me. Whenever I came into the store and pick out a DVD (be it gay or just a movie) I would always pay my now boyfriend Jensen Featherstone with my body. I always made sure to come at the last possible second so nobody would see it. Tonight was going to be a special night just like those. Man oh man, I absolutely LOVE him! "Alright everyone, it's been a pleasure to help you all, but now the time has come to go. I'll be open again tomorrow." Jensen said with a smile. A girl started crying. "But I wanted to buy that Gossip Girl DVD for a friend of mine!!! Her birthday is tomorrow and she LOVES Gossip Girl!" she cried. "There there, I'll reserve it for you so you can pick it up right away tomorrow morning. What's your name?" Jensen asked.

The girl looked up into his eyes with gleaming tears. "You will?! Oh My God, thank you so much! It's Lily." she said, drying her tears. I watched from the bathroom door, peeking out at how caring my boyfriend was to this girl.

I never once feared of losing him. He had told me that girls didn't warm him up like they used to, so I had nothing to worry about. When the girl had left, Jensen pulled the door open and grabbed me in a deep passionate kiss. "Saw that, didn't you?" he whispered in my ear. "Mmmm, I did." I whispered back. "Turned you on?" Jensen asked as he slid his hands in the back of my pants to cup my ass cheeks. "No, I thought it sweet of you to do that, considering she was a girl and all." I whispered back as I slid my tongue in his mouth and my hands in the front of his pants to cup his growing erection. "Good." Jensen replied after our passionate french kiss. "So which one will it be this week?" he asked me, followed by my name in that way that only he could to make it so very hot. I loved him pronouncing my name like that. "I love you, do you know that?" I whispered. "I know you do, and I love you too." Jensen replied as he squeezed my ass. "How about Jailbait Cocks 1, this time?" I asked him.

"You know the drill, my love." Jensen said with a smirk. "Of course I do, honey." I said and then let him go, only to walk to his office.

It was dark, I couldn't see a thing. Suddenly someone grabbed me and I began to struggle. "Hey! Jensen, baby, you got an intruder!" Then I heard two clicks... The light turned on and Jensen stood there in the doorway. "Well, well, it's about time you came, Officer Rowe." he said with a smirk. "WHAT FUCK IS THIS?!" I shouted. Jensen grinned. "You don't know?" "Fuck, I am so sorry I didn't check it out sooner, my friend." Jared said as he gave me a once-over. "Someone explain to me what is going on?!" I shouted. "It's simple. You broke into my buddy's store to steal his dvd's." Jared said as he yanked my clothes off my entire being. I never knew that I could have such a hard cock from all this excitement. "Jensen, you fuck! You lied to me! I thought you loved me!" I shouted. "Well, I lied. And now you are going to be jailbait just like that DVD you want so bad." Jensen said as he came closer. "NO!!! I don't want to go to jail!" I shouted as fear took over. Tears streamed down my face. "I can't believe you did this, you fuck!" And then I spit in Jensen's face.

I watched the glob of spit dribble down his face as his eyes narrowed on me. He struck my face at once, then grabbed me and kissed me deeply. "I'll make you pay for that, you douchebag." he threatened in a low voice. "So this is the guy you told me about, Jen..." Jared mused as he unzipped his pants. "Yup." Jensen said as he too undressed. The sight of that made my cock even harder. Not one cock but two deliciously big ones! Don't think like that, he's a dirty cop! But they have such cocks... no, oh god, what have I gotten myself into?! "You like that, boy?" Jared asked as he caught me looking at his cock. He gripped it and began to stroke it.

"Jensen, why did you do this to me? I trusted you."

I couldn't even look him in the eye. But when I dared to look at him, I saw Jensen stroking his own cock as well.

All the blood had gone to my cock and I wanted to stroke it too, dammit!! "Officer Jared, please uncuff me..." I begged as I turned to the officer and gave him my most puppy dog look. "I love his begging, Jen." Jared said with an evil grin. "I love him, period, Jare." Jensen said as he looked Jared in the eye, as if they were silently asking a question.

A second went by, another... followed by another... and then they moved their cocks right in front of my face!! "Open wide..." I was unsure of who said that; maybe it was both of them. Oh god, I'm actually... I thought, but as I wanted to continue my thought, I lost all the rest of it because that was the moment they stuck their cocks in!! A part of me couldn't believe I was cheating on my boyfriend... even if one of those cocks that I now had in my mouth belonged to him. I began to suck on their cocks as best as I could, tuning everything out, even... the way Jensen and Jared had their arms around eachother and kissing eachother passionately. I heard the sounds of their lips, I couldn't tune that out, no matter how hard I tried, or no matter how fast my heart raced. And the inability to touch my own hard throbbing cock.

"Mmmm, you look like you need a little help..." Jensen and Jared said between their kisses as they each traced a hand downward. One even squeezed my nipple. Which one I wasn't sure of, and frankly, I didn't care. And then their big hands were on and around my cock. I didn't care which one teased my slit and which one stroked me. I did try to moan through my sucking though.

"You like that, don't you, you horny bastard?" Jared asked me. "There'll be loads of that where you will be going..." he continued. Due to that I only started sucking faster. Fear completely lanced through me. I could see it now. Shower sessions and then all those big men on me...

Then when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Jared uncuffed me. Slipped his cock out of my mouth, as did Jensen. But my boyfriend didn't do what Jared did do next. He grabbed me and pushed his mouth on mine, slid his tongue through. Then when he pulled back, he laughed. "Do you really think you are going to jail?" he asked me. "Y....Yeah..." I whispered. "Love, you should see the look on your face!" Jensen replied. He too couldn't contain his laughter. "Yeah, yeah, very funny. Do you get off striking fear into hearts or what?" I asked. "I asked my buddy here to dress up like one." Jensen replied. This time I got up and smacked him a good one. Jared grabbed me from behind. "Damn, your boyfriend doing that! What do you want me to do to him, Jen?" Jared asked as I struggled to get out of his grip.

But all that happened was Jared letting me go and before I knew it, I was on the ground... no, on Jensen's cock. "Ohhhhh Jen!!!" I cried out. Then I screamed even louder for Jare had thrusted into my ass. His hands were pinching my nipples as he pulled back and forth inside my ass while I rode Jen's cock. I felt my boyfriend's hands squeezing my ass and Jared's tongue licking my neck, even giving me lovebites there. A part of me felt sad that Jensen had never given me lovebites in my neck. "Oooohhh yeahhh... you guys!!" I groaned as I felt all this happening, with the addition of Jensen's hand stroking me hard and fast. "Oh God!!!" I cried out. "I'm close! I'm gonna....!" They had exactly the same reaction, although they didn't cry it out loud.

The moment I splashed my payment for the DVD over Jensen's chest was the moment Jensen came hard in me and Jared inside my ass. "Damn, don't ever scare me like that again, Jen my love." I said as I slid my arms around him after Jared had pulled out. "I won't baby, I promise... but you gotta admit, threesomes sure are fun!" Jensen replied. I kissed him. "Absolutely." We kissed Jared goodnight and then Jensen packed up the DVD. "Have a nice night now." I pulled him in for one last kiss. "Not as much fun without you, but I will try. You too, Jensen..." And then I walked out of the store.

End of Episode 2 of the Jensen Featherstone Slash Series!

 

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JUSTIN CHIVERS SLASH SERIES 1 AKA JUSTIN CHIVERS 24/7 HOUR 2 MY VAMPIRE LORD/MASTER

Vampire Lord Justin Chivers was bored.

He wanted to do something fun.

So he went over to the dungeons where the tasty human slaves were tied up.

Just the thought of taking one hunk's vein after whipping his ass got his cock hard.

And those hunky men were always so willing to be chosen as their bloodgiver.

Of course there were also female slaves, but Justin Hartley didn't swing that way.

That was something for the other Vampire Lords who sometimes came to visit: Tom Waters, Erica Trance, Laura Donovan and Cassidy Everett to name a few. Not that some of the Vampire Mistresses were straight either, though, there it seemed they were bisexual.

The guard kneeled as he saw his Master.

"Lord Justin, what a pleasure to have you visit the dungeons again. The usual?" He asked with a smirk.

Justin smirked back. "Maybe."

The guard nodded as he opened the door.

A scream cut through the opened room as he walked inside: a female slave was being fucked by one of Justin's Vampires.

"You like getting your pussy fucked like this, don't you, slave?" the Vampire purred against her neck.

"Yes!! I love it so much!!" the female replied. "Anything for your fangs in my neck!"

Justin smirked. They were all so willing.

His gaze swept through the room until they landed... on me.

I was completely bound. My cock was rockhard, anyone could start sucking it if they wanted, because hey, I couldn't guide my hand to my cock and give it a good jerking.

When I saw my Master's gaze on me, a shiver ran down my spine. One that promised pleasure beyond my wildest dreams.

"Master Justin..." I whispered... when he suddenly used his speed to stand in front of me and struck my cheek hard.

I cried out in pain.

I hadn't been touched by anyone, and to feel my Master's hand strike my cheek felt so good...

"Talk ONLY when addressed to, slave."

I lowered my head in shame. "I'm sorry, Master."

His hand was under my chin the next moment and then I was looking in my Master's eyes again for he had pushed it up to meet his face.

"Never lower your gaze... Hell, you of all slaves should know this!"

I bit my bottom lip. "I'm sorry, Master Justin."

His hand slipped around my hard cock as his lips got closer to mine.

Whether he spoke first or he began to stroke my cock first, I didn't know. Maybe it was at exactly the same time.

"You're forgiven, Slave." My Vampire Lord Justin Chivers whispered, followed by my name, and then he kissed me.

Pushed his tongue inside my mouth as he squeezed my cock.

I groaned out against his lips, kissing him back, my tongue swirling everywhere in his mouth... and got punctured by one of his fangs.

Justin greedily sucked the thin line of blood that dripped from the wound on my tongue.

"Mmm, that tastes delicious." he whispered against me.

"Thank you, Master..." I said, but I didn't stop there. "Please uncuff me... I've been here for days, I want you to whip my ass."

"You want that, huh?" He asked with a smirk while showing his fangs.

"Yes, Master Justin. Please?"

Master Justin didn't just get undressed by himself, oh no, guards walked toward them to undo the cape and the rest of his clothes until he was fully naked.

I swallowed at the sight of my Master's nude physique. And the anticipation of awaiting his reply was getting to me.

"No." he said and thrusted inside me.

I wasn't a woman, so I didn't scream out like the female slave had, I just moaned out my Master's name.

His arms around my bound body as he thrusted in and out of me, filling me with his big hard cock, his lips against mine.

I didn't care if my tongue got punctured again.

On and on it went, but he didn't give me his cum inside me.

Instead he pulled out and covered both our cocks with his hand and stroked hard and fast.

The foreskins of our cocks covered the heads and the next moment they were fully visible again.

"OH MASTER!!!" I cried out as our orgasms were coming ever closer.

The moment the first spurs of our cum shot out our cocks was the moment my Master sank his fangs around my throat.

I did scream then as our cum increased in copious amounts, splashing our muscled chests and even hitting our chins, when my Master finally pulled back from feeding and dipped his fingers into the punctured marks of my flesh, staining it with my blood.

His fingers buried inside my mouth, my tongue greedily sucking my blood off them.

"I'll spank you next time, baby." My Vampire Lord whispered in my ear, before he kissed my punctured marks which already started to slowly heal.

"Thank you Master, I can't wait until that day comes." I said as my body got horny for that next encounter. I'd wait forever to have him do that to me, even if it meant the end of the world.

He probably hadn't heard it, for he started to suck the cum off my chest. His tongue on my flesh caused my nipples to get hard, and my cock got hard again as well... but I knew he wouldn't fuck with me again.

End of Episode 2 of the Justin Chivers Slash Series AKA Justin Chivers 24/7 Hour 2...

 

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TOM WATERS SLASH SERIES 2 COCKPIT

Special Gueststars: Justin Chivers, Erica Trance and Laura Donovan...

"Hi everyone, this is your Captain Tom Waters speaking. Welcome aboard Smallville Airlines. We have been flying for a couple of minutes now. My co-pilot for today is Justin Chivers..." Captain Tom spoke up, when he got interrupted. "Good afternoon everyone!" Justin shouted through the microphone with a nice smirk to his co-pilot. "and your stewardesses for today are Laura Donovan and Erica Trance. The heights are looking mighty fine today, no looming sense of turbulence. And I guess that's it for now. We want to thank you again for flying with Smallville Airlines." Tom released his hold on the button of the microphone and turned to look at Justin. "Who knew those two were in a relationship, eh?" Tom asked Justin.

He grinned. "Yeah, and hey, didn't you forget that other person? That male steward? What was his name again?" Justin asked Tom. "Holy Shit! I can't believe I have forgotten about him!" Justin placed a hand on Tom's leg. "Calm down, buddy. We'll make him fit in." his co-pilot said with a naughty grin and a lick of his lips.

Two giggles sounded from the steward(esse)s' room in the airplane. "My god, I have no idea how many guys we have on this flight thought about having sex with us!" Laura said laughing as she nipped lips with Erica. "Yeah baby, I think almost every guy on this flight. But you're mine and I will make you know you belong to me." Erica told her lover in a strict voice. Their eyes met and Laura started to french kiss Erica. "Really? Show me?" she asked with those puppy dog eyes of hers. They took their clothes off and Erica snatched something from the tray of sweets and merchandise. It was in a hidden compartment and only she knew how to get it. She attached it around herself and towered over Laura as she thrusted into her lover's pussy with a strap-on. Laura cried out at the contact. "Nnnhhh, that feels so good, Erica! I love you so much!" she moaned out as she felt her lover's hands squeeze her breasts. "oh yeah fuck me hard, Erica! Oh baby! Harder!"

Would you believe the only one on duty was the person Tom and Justin had forgotten to mention? "Would you like some coffee? Tea, perhaps?" All the people looked at him, like he was supposed to have been some character from the tv show Smallville. All of them with raised eyebrows. "Who are you again?" they asked. I sighed. Always this shitty question again. "Oh don't worry, I just joined the show's next season. By the end of it you will know my face and my character." I fabricated the lie. So I poured some coffee and some tea for the passengers as I moved from aisle to aisle by pushing my tray forward. Yeah, the others were of so much help!

Finally reaching the steward(esse)s' room, I opened the door and slipped the tray cart in, just in time to hear the splashes of love juice erupting from the two lesbian stewardesses. "Anything for you ladies?" I asked. "Nah, mmm, we're mmmm fine." Erica told me. "You can try the cockpit. Learn if the captains would like something?" Laura asked me as she looked at me while her fingers caressed Erica's nipples. Challenging me to join in. But I am not like that. No, I had given up on them long ago.

"Hmm, sounds like a plan. Thanks girls." I said as I walked over to the cockpit and knocked on the door. I told him who was there. I heard that I could enter the cockpit so I did. After I closed it again, I turned around to look at the two pilots. Now those were my kind of men!!! What I wouldn't give to suck their cocks at the same time or keep those hard organs in each of my hands and stroke them to orgasm... "Captains Tom Waters and Justin Chivers... coffee? Tea?" I asked.

Tom pushed a button and got up from behind the control board, Justin got up too. "Guys! What are you doing?! You have to..." I started to say, shocked to the core that both captains abandoned their station and started toward me. "Chill, dude. Automatic pilot." Justin said with a devilish grin. I looked to Tom Waters for confirmation and got the same devilish grin, accompanied with a nod. Then everything happened so fast. They lowered their pants and showed their hard cocks. "How about you treat our cocks?" Tom asked as he placed his hands on my shoulders and kissed my lips. I felt Justin's hands unzip my pants and bring forth my cock as I felt his own prod against my ass. My hand had cupped Tom's erection and was stroking it while our tongues clashed, and oh god, I felt Tom's hand around my cock as well, while I felt lips kiss the crook of my neck. I knew they belonged to Justin. I was in the middle of a hot sandwich threesome! Well, starting sandwich threesome, mind you. My other hand went to Justin's raging hardon and jerked him off. I felt Justin's strong muscular arms open the buttons of my steward's uniform and felt them glide down my own muscular chest... and then his cock that I was jerking off and his lips in my neck were gone.

I felt so empty, okay, PART of me felt empty, because there still was Tom. "Justin, why...?" I asked in heat, but he just patted my head. "On your knees and suck us off." he ordered me. I had never been ordered to do something something so sexy and hot before. So I obeyed instantly. My knees touched the floor of the cockpit as I set my eyes on two of the hardest cocks I had ever seen. "They're so big." I whispered as I took both in my hands and jerked them off, getting them ready before I would take them into my mouth at once. "The bigger to fill your mouth." They both said, like they were the Big Bad Wolves and I was Little Red Riding Hood who didn't encounter not one, but two hungry Wolves in Grandma's bed. They got closer so their cocks almost touched and I licked along their thick heads. The sounds that filled my ears from the two captains had my blood rushing to my own cock, becoming the hardest my cock had ever achieved. "Ahh yeah, fuck yeah, so fucking good... hmmm, damn, can you suck! I knew it wasn't a bad idea to put you on the flight list... nnnnnnnhhh, oh yeah!" The oh yeah sounded when I took them both into my mouth and my tongue swirled around their lengths, sucking greedily and hungrily.

I sucked them until they were close to cum. Then they pulled away again. Not one, but both of them at the same time. I had never felt emptier. "Get up." They ordered, but I didn't obey. I felt both hands slap my ass cheeks and with a jolt I raised my body to their level. It happened so fast! Justin thrusted inside me from behind, one hand on my stomach as the other pinched one of my nipples. I felt his first hand make torturing circles around my stomach and touch my bellybutton, warmth filled my body as he fucked my asshole, his tongue and lips nipping at my neck. I had cried out at the invasion of his hard slick, recently sucked cock into my asshole. I had closed my eyes when he had thrusted into me, and when I opened them again, I saw Tom leaning back to the control panel. I had such a perfect glimpse of his perfect ass cheeks! I WANTED TO THRUST INTO HIS ASSHOLE! I felt myself being jerked off, but it wasn't by my hand. It was Justin's! The one that had previously been making circles around my bellybutton and been rubbing my bellybutton! "Tasty asshole, don't you think?" he whispered in my ear and licked my earlobe. I couldn't stop moaning. "Shall we walk over to him so you can fuck his asshole?" Justin continued in that same whisper, as he pinched my nipple again, for emphasis. I groaned. Somehow I had cleverly hidden my answer in my groan, because we were moving toward Tom's asshole. I wrapped my arms around Tom and thrusted my cock into him. He cried out, but I stopped him by placing two fingers into his mouth so he could suck on them. And he sure did suck them!

After awhile, we all untangled ourselves and then I saw my chance. I tackled Justin to the ground and slid my hand around his cock and my own. Justin caught the look in my eye as he knew what I was doing and joined me into jacking off our cocks until we both came. Our cum splashed onto our bodies. We turned around and focused our attention on helping our friend to cum. I sucked off his cock a bit more as Justin tickled Tom's balls, yes even squeezed them, to get him to cum faster. A squirt of cum erupted not so long after that and touched the back of my throat. Satisfied, I licked my lips clean of his cum and reached for him to pull him down with us to the floor.

Justin was to the left of me while Tom was to the right of me. They leaned against me. "I love you guys." I said with a grin that was matched by both of them. "We love you too."

End of Episode 2 of the Tom Waters Slash Series

 

[Autolycus]

Your latest chapter is great! Always wondered why the flight deck was called the cock pit - you have provided a very sexy answer to that question!

 

[hornyalltime]

Your latest chapter is great! Always wondered why the flight deck was called the cock pit - you have provided a very sexy answer to that question!

Thank you so much for your comment! More to come!

 

[hornyalltime]

JENSEN FEATHERSTONE SLASH SERIES 3: THE WEBCAMMER

Jensen Featherstone.

Hottest Pornstar of the moment.

The #1 star of my erotic dreams.

Is it any wonder that I have a full membership access to his erotic website?

I always renew it, never have I once contemplated pulling the plug on that membership.

I always come so hard during his webcam sessions.

Ever since Day One I secretly fantasize about him secretly hosting a contest that will make him see how I, one of his greatest fans if not his greatest, come to his webcam sessions.

Tonight's another one of his live sessions.

I fire up my laptop on my bed while I take off my clothes.

My fingers type in the web address.

I go through the username and password screen just as fast.

I've always been on time, never have I been late or have I ever missed a show.

There he is... clothed.

Yet I can see the erection he is sporting.

So beautiful, so hard so perfect.

I love him so much!

I want to be with him just as much!

"Welcome everyone to another live broadcast with yours truly, Jensen Featherstone! How are you all doing tonight?"

I watch as the comments fly over the chat screen.

I hesitate replying.

I have always been so outspoken in those chats.

Now I am somehow afraid.

I don't know why.

I just am.

Once again I think that he will announce that there is one lucky fan whose feed is being broadcast only for his eyes to see, but he doesn't make any mention of it.

The only thing he does is pull his shirt off and reveal that perfect chest.

I just can't get enough of that beautiful chest of yours Jensen! I somehow type on my box and hit enter.

I notice the form of a grin as he flexes his muscles.

"I see someone is familiar with these muscles." he says with a laugh as he runs his other hand over that muscle.

I feel myself harden against the sheets.

I'm laying there on my stomach.

Then I hear him thanking me, as he speaks my ID out loud.

I gasp and roll around so I'm no longer on my stomach.

"I bet you want more of this, don't you?" Jensen says and then he lowers his pants.

I cry out at seeing that hard cock in perfect HD on my laptop.

So excited that I reach for my own.

So excited that I don't even know what happens next.

"YES JENSEN! I WANT IT!" when I type just that.

"Don't you ever get sick and tired of it just being me?" Jensen asked us as he lazily stroked his cock.

I too had been stroking my cock and suddenly stopped at the question.

"No, Jensen, I... we, love you! We could never get sick and tired of your hot body and your cock!" I type and hit enter.

He laughed at that reply.

"Which is why I am visiting someone in a few minutes. Someone who will join me in my first ever webcam session! That's right, you won't get me this time, but you'll get one lucky person along with your dose of Jensen!"

One lucky person... I thought.

Yeah, probably another hot pornstar. Why would he ever go for a fan? I wondered.

"So we will be back very soon with our special guest!"

And then the live broadcast was down.

I have had some contact with Jensen before, but that was just the email kind.

About how much I loved the shows he would give, which ones of them were my absolute favorites... but I never told him how much I loved him. How much I was willing to take that cock of his in my mouth and give it a good blowjob. How much I was willing to fuck him.

And then there was the doorbell that rang.

I grabbed a robe and secured it around me before I went to answer the door.

I was so stunned!

I couldn't speak, even say one word.

"Congratulations!"

I was hugged.

By the one I had always wanted.

Clothed, but still.

"J...Jensen?" I weakly managed.

"That's right!" he said, followed by my name.

Then he went straight for my lips.

The robe I had thought I had strongly tied in a knot, broke free.

"Oh My God!" I exclaimed after that kiss and so I kissed him back.

But he pulled away, yet still had a smirk on his face.

"How about we save all that for the webcam session, huh, winner?" he whispered in my ear.

I felt his tongue lick my earlobe.

All the blood rushed to my cock, achieving the hardest size ever.

"But... how long will it take to set up?" I whispered back.

"Not too long." Jensen said.

~~~~

Everything was ready for the live broadcast to begin.

"You know, that robe you are wearing..." Jensen whispered from beside me.

He got closer and it was so hard to conceal my hardest erection.

He reached my ear.

"... would be perfect to use as a gift I unwrap while you play my boyfriend..." he whispered in my ear, followed by that seductive flick of his tongue against my earlobe.

"I love that idea, Jensen." I said, gently squeezing his bicep.

There were cameras everywhere.

What used to be my bedroom was now full of them.

And I loved it.

"What are you waiting for, Jensen?" I asked.

"Nothing, I'm all ready, sweetie, what about you?"

"I've waited for so long... I'm ready too."

"Alright."

There was a countdown of 10 seconds and then we were on the air again.

"Welcome back everyone, I have found my co-star for tonight's event." Jensen told everyone while the cameras were rolling.

He told them who I was and immediately there were some people who logged out... apparently they weren't in for this kind of thing.

Preferred to only have Jensen there.

They didn't say, but that was what I thought would be their reason.

I felt bad for Jensen, but I never told him.

I was worried how he would want me to act though.

Did he want me to wrap my mouth around his cock first or did he want me to stroke him first?

When the camera started rolling he had already taken all his clothes off, so I had that cock to deal with again.

But this time... this time I could touch it... I could taste it if I wanted it.

My heart began to beat faster.

It was funny, I hardly felt sweat pour down my body.

I was really nervous.

He hadn't even told me how to dim those nerves.

"Aww, what's that, baby, a gift, for me?" Jensen asked with a grin.

Then I knew I had to do something.

I really hoped that I wouldn't be the cause of his downfall of his fans.

That his website's "Webcam Show" would reach an all time low because of me.

"Yes, it is. Why don't you open it?" I suggested him with a grin and a wink.

"How thoughtful. And it isn't even my birthday, baby." Jensen said.

He untied the knot of my robe and shrugged it off my shoulders... showing my hard cock to thousands of his fans all over the world.

"Awww baby, you shouldn't have!" Jensen replied as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed me deeply.

After one kiss I responded back, my tongue seeking his, deepening the kiss as I pulled him closer.

"You know how much I love you, baby. Anything for you." I whispered against him... until I felt both of our cocks touch.

I didn't want to jeopardize his position of being the #1 pornstar of the moment, but I had no idea what he wanted me to do next.

We hadn't made plans on how we would fill in our scene.

Jensen got up and slid closer to me... well, it wasn't like that, no, his cock slid closer to my mouth instead.

I wrapped my mouth around it without any hesitation and began to suck him.

One hand glided through my hair and the other stroked my cock.

"Nhhh, that's it, baby!" Jensen groaned.

My hands took hold of his beautiful ass cheeks and squeezed them, sometimes even my fingers slid inside his hole to finger him a bit.

"Oh God, Baby, you're so good to me!" Jensen moaned while he rode my fingers.

I really hoped that those people who had left had come back now.

Then he stopped and got onto my level again.

His tongue needy for mine.

We kissed once, twice.

Until he claimed my cock.

The arousal was clearly written on my face.

I groaned out his name over and over as he sucked me off.

I really wanted to stroke him off the way he had done with me, but I couldn't reach that far.

He seemed to notice and so he lay down across from me so I could reach his and he could reach mine at the same time.

We sucked eachother off in a sixty-nine position.

And then came the fear.

The grand finale of coming together.

Who would fuck who?

Who would be the bottom?

If ONLY we had sat down and discussed it first!

I dared it.

I did it.

I just thought to myself and went with it.

"I love you, Jensen" I whispered in his ear before I slid inside him and began to fuck him in earnest.

Our tongues battled for dominance as I did this, muffling every cry of Jensen in the process.

But that wasn't all.

Not by a longshot, even though I really wanted to come.

He pulled me up and sat me down onto his cock.

Then I was on the receiving end of his thrusts.

I rode him as good as I could, crying out his name.

I swear I could even feel his grip on my cock as he jerked me off while fucking me hard.

And then it did happen.

I lay down on the bed on my stomach, looking at my God Jensen Featherstone who was stroking himself frantically trying to reach his climax.

The cum shot into my face and stained my cheeks but I didn't care.

I was on such a high that I took his cock in my mouth and milked him of all his cum.

Then it was my turn to reach my climax.

I leaned against his chest and rubbed myself out until the streams of cum splashed onto that beautiful place of his body.

"Oh God, that was perfect." groaned Jensen.

"It definitely was, Baby." I whispered as I nuzzled into his embrace, not caring if I was going to be slick with the cum I had sprayed on his chest.

Little did we know until much later that this event had broken all records... which made it the #1 viewed live broadcast on Jensen Featherstone's website.

End of Episode 3 of the Jensen Featherstone Slash Series

 

[hornyalltime]

New Story: Chris Stevans!

THE MEET AND GREET:

I had been trying to get a meet and greet with Chris Stevans for months now.

Such a hot man.

It would be unthinkable NOT to have wild passionate sexy dreams about him.

Imagine my yell of victory when I finally scored that meet and greet.

I would get a set visit on Captain America 2.

And of course I would see Him.

I wondered if I had the nerve to tell him that I make manipped pictures of him.

That and that I was so head over heels in love with him.

But would he appreciate that from a gay male fan?

He probably has millions of female fans and would rather be interested in them than some male fans who worship him like a Sex God.

Sometimes I dream that scenario.

Him sitting on a throne and me in front of him, on my knees, doing everything that he wishes me to do.

Sometimes he's clothed and I unzip his zipper with my teeth before I take him in my mouth, other times I just focus on that throbbing cock of his right from the start.

Yes, I'm pretty excited but also pretty nervous for the meet and greet with him.

So much that I can't sleep that night.

No matter what I do, I open my eyes again.

I just can't get myself to sleep.

Until I do and I just don't care what happens in those dreams until I awake.

The next morning I take a shower.

This scenario has also played with my thoughts.

Where I lather up his godly body with soap until I once again take that cock of his in my mouth to stimulate him.

Will you just stop it and take a normal shower for once! I think to myself.

I don't eat anything for breakfast.

I just hop into my car and drive to the set.

Just when I park my car, I see him.

God, he's just so beautiful.

I pull my seatbelt off and am outside the car in a second, the door closing behind me.

"Good morning, Chris!" I excitedly say and wave.

He had just gotten there himself and is now walking toward me.

"Hey there, you must be the lucky fan."

I want to fling my arms around him and kiss him, but I don't.

We shake hands.

"Yup, that's right." I say with a smile as I tell him my name.

"Well, let's get started, shall we?" Chris asked.

"Sure thing, Chris. Lead the way."

Oh Dear Lord.

I can't stop staring at his ass as he walks a little bit in front of me.

I think he's noticed too.

"I was so excited, I actually forgot to take a shower. Stupid of me, huh?" Chris said.

I stop dead in my tracks.

He's forgotten to shower?! I thought as I look at him.

He's beautiful, he doesn't need to shower every day. I add to my thoughts.

"Uhm, yeah. B...But..." I stammer.

He stops walking too and looks at me.

"But what?"

"W...Well, you're b-beautiful as it is. You don't need to s-shower daily, as long as you don't do it once a week." I say with a smile on my face while I try my hardest not to stammer, but that damn beautiful face I have fallen in love with makes it so hard for me to keep my cool.

I bet he is thinking oh, a gay fan, lucky me now.

Or maybe Of all the persons who can have male fans, I have to end up with a gay fan.

But he just smiles at me.

"Actually... I have a shower in my trailer. Figured I would take a shower there."

The question Can I watch? pops up in my head and I blush fiercely from it, but I don't ask it.

I'm too embarrassed to ask it.

"Would you mind waiting a few minutes before we really start the set visit?" Chris asked me.

"Sure, Chris." I say with a smile.

For Fuck's sake, tone it down will you?

Because my smile widens and the imagery is just too fucking hot to pass up.

"Thanks, man. I really appreciate it." Chris tells me as we walk to his trailer.

We walk into the trailer and he goes straight for the shower.

I see how he takes his shirt off while he is standing with his back to me.

I feel something harden in my pants at the sight of the naked upper part of my celebrity crush's body.

"Uhm... do you mind?" Chris asks me.

I know what he wants me to do.

"Don't worry, Chris, I don't mind, you can show it to me. I promise not to tell." I say with all the confidence I can muster.

He raises his eyebrow.

"Do you now?" he asks me.

I nod.

"Okay." Chris says and takes his pants and briefs off right in front of me.

Look at his face... I thought as I willed myself not to look down.

But I can't help it!!!

Hmm... Chris thought as he caught me looking down. He's not so bad on the eyes and face. I wonder what his body looks like now that I have shown him my body... I know I shouldn't, but fuck it.

"Want to take a shower with me?"

My eyes widen as I look back up at him.

What the hell did he just ask?!

"Well, if you don't mind, Chris, I would never just invade your personal space like..."

"I just asked you, didn't I?" he says while cutting me off.

Okay, pal, decline NOW. Say you already took your shower. A handsome red devil says to me.

This is what you always dreamed of, isn't it? Say yes! A handsome white angel says to me.

"Wow, you really are nice to your fans." I say as I move my hands to my shirt and pull it off.

"Yes, especially gay fans like you."

I freeze up while my hands are moving to my jeans.

"You've... you've done that before?" I ask him.

"Yeah... sometimes I've regretted that decision. Go on, take your jeans off." he says, coaxing me to get fully nude.

"Oh," I just say and take my jeans off.

"Ohhhhh, no briefs. Naughty gay guy." he teases.

He's walking toward me.

"I couldn't help but notice how you kept staring at my ass while we were walking to my trailer..." he says in a husky voice.

For Fuck's sake, JUMP HIM ALREADY!

But I don't do that.

Not until I feel his cock touch mine.

I wrap my arms around him and kiss him hard on his lips.

"Yeah, it's one of the male parts I really love to look at."

"But is it your number one part you really love to look at?" he asks me as his hands wrap around me while he kisses me back on my lips.

I can feel his hands trail all the way down to my ass and then I feel my celebrity crush's hands squeeze them.

I completely lose it by moaning.

"No, it's cocks that are my number one part to look at." I tell him.

"Does my cock fit that profile?" Chris asks me.

"Yes, oh God Chris yes."

He leaves my side then and takes my hand.

"Come."

I let him walk me to the shower.

He smirks at me while he turns it on.

And turns up the heat, I think to myself.

"Well, then, if you say so, then why don't you suck me off?" Chris asks with a grin.

"Mmm, I've dreamed of this, you know. But then it was me soaping up your body." I say as I kiss my way down to his cock.

My tongue licks from his balls all the way up to the head of his cock before I take him in my mouth.

"Have you now?" he asks just as I begin to suck him.

"Ohhhhh fuck yeah," he groans as one hand runs through my hair.

"Turn... oh shit... around..." he tells me.

But that means I have to leave that delicious cock alone! I want to protest.

But I don't dare to disobey him.

So I do it, leave his glorious cock alone with an ache in my heart.

Chris gets on his knees and then he lashes out.

I cry out at feeling two loud smacks on my ass cheeks, one on each.

"Ahhh!"

"Spread them wide." Chris asks me.

With my hands I try to spread them as wide as I can.

"Mmm, now if only I had a dildo with me." he says with a wicked grin.

I freeze up hearing that.

I don't own any toys myself but hearing him that he does kinda scares me.

And then I feel his tongue between my ass cheeks.

"Mmmmmm!!!" I moan out.

"I never thought you were this dirty, Mr. Stevans." I tell him.

"Damn, that makes me feel so old. Call me Chris instead."

Then I feel one of his hands grab my cock and stroke it.

"Ohhh yeah!!" I moan out.

"Do you like this, you horny male fan you?" he asks my asshole as he licks me there.

"Oh yeah, I do... please fuck me from behind!"

"Did you dream this once as well?"

"To be honest, the fucking from behind yes, but you slapping my ass cheeks and licking my asshole, no I didn't."

I didn't hear him rise up, but he did.

And thrusts hard into my asshole.

I scream his name in heated pleasure.

"CHRIS!!!!"

"Sssh, I'm here." he says as he adds his second hand to the stroking of my cock.

"I fucking love you, Chris!" I groan out.

"How's that feel, your crush's cock in your ass hmm?" he asks me.

"It feels wonderful!" I tell him.

Then I feel his hands leave my cock.

I grow frustrated as my need to cum in the shower of Chris Evans's trailer is put on hold.

In exchange I feel his hands tweak my male nipples while his thrusts speed up.

"Chris... please make me cum with your skilled hands."

I'm so scared he will reply with achieve it with your own skilled hands.

"Oh alright." I hear him whisper in my ear, his tongue with my assjuices licking me there.

His hand firmly envelops my cock and by way of hard and fast stroking mixed with the hard and fast thrusts in my asshole I cum.

At that moment I am blessed beyond pleasure when I feel his cum shoot in me.

We cry out at exactly the same time.

"That was so fucking awesome!!" I say when I know he is no longer in my asshole with his cock and so I turn around, wrap my arms around him and kiss him deeply.

He responds with his own and a passionate french kiss.

"Hmm... are you free later?" Chris asks me.

"Absolutely."

"Good, now let's get dressed so we can start showing you the set."

My hands glide from his back to his ass cheeks and I smack them back.

"Let's."

The End.

 

[hornyalltime]

Thank you so much littlecharmer, here's episode 2 of his series.

IAN SPRINGER SLASH SERIES: EPISODE 2: THE VAMPIRE

I sat there in my house.

All week I had the strangest feeling when I would walk home from work.

That of being watched.

When I would turn around of course I would never see anyone looking at me.

I slowly thought I was going crazy.

But no way would I ever allow my friends that little (or was it big?) tidbit of information.

They already knew I was gay, why put more on their plate?

I secretly loved one male celebrity in particular.

Not that I had posters of him on my bedroom walls or keep pictures of him that I had bought on eBay.

I'm an adult, maybe if I had been younger I would have gotten some for sure.

The celebrity's name was Ian Joseph Springer.

I loved that man.

I wanted to do things to him.

I sighed as I rolled over on the bed I was laying on while still dressed.

But he was with his co-star Nina Dosley and would never ever meet with me.

Not like I kept on tweeting "please come over sometime, Ian!" to his Twitter.

C'mon on, there was this whole "Fan Code" to keep.

I so didn't want to be on his "bad fans to steer clear of" list.

I hardly tweeted him anyway.

But I did read his tweets.

Suddenly the doorbell rang.

I wasn't expecting any company.

It would probably be another salesman.

Or Girl Scout selling cookies.

Now if it was a Boy Scout selling cookies... that would be a whole different matter entirely.

I got up from my bed to answer it.

"Whatever you're selling, I'm not buy..." I said as I opened the door and gasped.

Ian Joseph Springer was standing right there on my front porch!

"Hey, man," Ian said holding up his hands, "I swear I'm not a salesman." he said with a smile.

He asked me if I was connected to a twitter name.

My eyes went wide as saucers as I heard my twitter name being mentioned.

And it wasn't even ON twitter, no, it was mentioned by my celebrity crush!

Hot Damn!!

"Wow, yes, I am!" I said, almost wanting to hug him.

"Well, don't just stand there," he said with a grin, that Damon Salvatore grin he can do so well, "be a sport and invite me in."

"I invite you in, Ian!" I said, giddy with excitement.

If he wanted to "play" being a Vampire with me, I would happily play along.

I had no idea there was actually an invisible barrier there.

"Thank you." he said as he placed a hand on my white sweater I was wearing.

"That looks quite nice. You know, you look even better in the flesh than on your twitter profile picture." he said with a smile.

I did act right now.

I wrapped my arms around him and gave him a tight hug.

"I absolutely love your work!! I think you are quite hot, Ian." I said with a blush.

"Why, thank you. I think you are quite the man too."

That blush?

Intensified big time.

"Do you really think so?" I asked him.

"Why would I lie about something like that, hmm?" he asked me as he put his hand on my white sweater.

"Why don't you take it off and show me what's underneath?" I was asked.

He can do that compulsion thing for real?! Wow! I thought as I obeyed him and pulled my shirt off.

He whistled and traced his fingertips over my muscles... which activated all the blood coursing to another big muscle a little bit lower than my chest.

"Like I said, quite the man..." he whispered as he leaned in so we were body-to-body and kissed my lips.

I nearly combusted right there.

"Ian... there's something you should know..."

"You don't love me that much like you pretend to do, do you?" Ian asked, eyes reddening.

I didn't catch that eye color change.

"That's not it, I..."

"What then? You're gay? You aren't the only one who reads anyone's tweets, you know. I know you follow male gay pornstars." Ian told me.

"That's not it, either," I said shaking my head.

"I swear every time I go home from work I get the feeling that someone is following me, but when I turn around that person is gone and nobody is looking at me."

"Oh, that."

Yeah, that's me, Ian thought.

"Oh no, that's terrible." Ian told me as he wrapped his arms around me.

"God, I'm such an awful host, would you like something to drink?" I asked him.

Why, yes, I'd love a taste of your blood, lovely fan of mine, Ian thought.

"Wait..." I said, as if finally something clicked.

"What's that?" Ian asked me.

"Is it about Nina? Don't worry, I don't love her." Ian told me.

Because I drunk that bitch's blood and then killed her, Ian thought. Julie needs to go look for a new Elena now...

"That's not it, Ian. It's the "Oh, that." you just said to me a few seconds ago. Did you follow me?"

Crap, Ian thought.

"I was concerned about you and so I kept an eye out for you. I am telling you man, that guy was totally obsessed with you! I went by his house and saw these wall of pictures with you! At work, walking home, turning around when you looked if someone was watching you. I called the authorities and he's locked up."

I stared at him wide-eyed.

I had had a stalker?! And the love of my life had made sure he was locked up behind bars?!

I pushed him against the wall and kissed him passionately.

"Thank you so much, Ian!!" I cried against him.

"The horror! Imagine what he would do to me if he came face-to-face with me!!"

"Please, baby, calm down, I'm here now. I'm never letting you go again." Ian whispered as he kissed me back.

"Please make love to me, Ian!" I begged him.

That stopped one side of the showering of kisses.

"I'm sorry, I..." I said, once more with a huge blush.

"Don't be sorry," he said as he finished with my name and took my hand.

"Where do you want it?" he asked me..

"Anywhere. Everywhere!" I told him.

I was such an emotional gay man that I nearly broke into tears right then and there.

"Why don't we just go to the living room?" he asked me.

I nodded, unable to speak anymore.

I was about to get fucked by my celebrity crush.

I led him to the couch in the living room but when we got there he pushed me onto the furniture.

My back touched the couch and I fell on top of it.

Before I could speak I was watching a striptease by Ian Joseph Springer.

My cock hardened to the most painful proportions that I wanted to unzip my pants and take off my underwear to show it to him... but he growled at me with one word.

"Don't."

I got so scared by that growl, paralyzed with fear that I didn't move with only my hands on my pants.

"Sorry," I said, a whisper so soft it sounded like a squeak.

He bit his lip and licked his lips to hide the blood that would have been flowing had he not done that.

My constant "sorry" really bore him. He really grew tired of those.

He stood there, naked like a God.

I watched his cock as he moved towards me.

As I felt his hands brush mine away and start working on those pants and underwear of mine, I looked up and glanced into his eyes.

"Don't be scared," he whispered as he pulled them down my legs.

"I won't..." I told him but he placed a finger on my lips.

"Don't speak." he told me.

I nodded, keeping my lips closed as I felt his mouth around my cock.

I did tense up right then and there, but I didn't say a thing.

At one time I just couldn't hold it in any longer and I let a trapped moan escape my lips.

Then he pulled at my ass, my legs up in the air so he got a good view of my asshole.

"Are you ready for a good fucking?" Ian told me with a sexy glint in his eye.

"Y..." I want to say, but he shushed me.

"Sor..." I started, but he growled and thrusted inside me.

That wasn't the only thing that happened.

His beautiful visage changed into his vampire face and sank his fangs into my throat.

I was being fucked by my celebrity crush.

But something was wrong.

He was a Vampire.

My celebrity crush, Ian Joseph Springer, was really a Vampire.

"I bet you want to know the truth huh? I'll tell you. Your stalker isn't in jail. *I* am your stalker!! I have printed out every twitpic of yourself that you ever put on Twitter... and made my own wall of obsession for you...

Tears flowed from my eyes as realization dawned on me.

I feared he was going to kill me.

"Why would I want to kill the one I love? The one I obsessively love... no, I want you to be my only one. I will kill every last one of those Twitter followers you have if they dare touch you, have their way with you. You are mine, forever and ever. Oh, and if you really want to know... I killed Nina... Poor Julie Plec will have to find a new Elena now... just when she was turned into a Vampire. Boohoo...

I couldn't believe my ears.

"Are you..." I asked but he kissed me hard, his tongue coated with my blood which dripped onto my lips and slowly into my mouth.

"Serious? I'm dead-serious." he told me.

"Gonna turn me?" I finished my question.

"No.." he said, never ceasing his thrusts, and then smirked. "Unless you want me too. I will teach you the ways of the Vampire every day and night."

"How can you walk in sunlight?"

He still smirked. "Haven't you glanced at my ring finger?"

"No," I squeaked.

"Choose now before my release. Choose!"

"TURN ME!!" I screamed.

The man I love was my stalker.

The man I love is going to be the one I would now be with forever.

The thought should scare me but it filled me up with excitement, with wanting, with need.

He still plowed into my asshole, while I saw his mouth go to his wrist and create a wound.

Blood poured out and he pulled my face forward so my mouth latched on to that wound.

I deeply drank my fill until I felt his release fill me up.

Then...

Oh God, then I felt his hands snap my neck and finally I felt his cock leave my asshole.

"Let's see if you survive this, love of mine..."

The last words I ever heard before I embraced that new life with the love of my living life, now undead life...

End of Episode