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Chris Hemsworth and Chris Evans: Part Two
By
Andrew Birch
PREVIOUSLY...
A speedo clad Chris Evans is visiting Chris Hemsworth at a house on a private beach. Heading for the surf, he saw Hemsworth swimming around in the ocean. As Hemsworth emerged from the water, Evans found himself sitting down on one of two sun lounges in shock.
AND NOW...
Evans thought that his new burgundy square cut trunks did little to hide his own manhood, but they paled compared to the royal blue pair of old-fashioned speedos this Aussie god was donning. The straps at the side were thin, the waves and water had caused the material to bunch up Hemsworth's ass crack which only made the front pouch more prominent.
Soaking wet, the material was clinging to its contents - even from a distance the older Chris could make out the younger's thick six-inch flaccid tube atop a large ball sack which the swimmers were struggling to contain. They must have been an old pair, the elasticity of the spandex worn out by the strain of supporting Hemsworth's junk because the whole package swung left to right as he walked toward Evans.
Hemsworth had picked up a towel he'd left close to the water's edge and was drying his hair as he came closer. Droplets cascaded down his taught pale bare torso which had gone slightly pink due to the sudden change of temperature. He reached Evans as he started drying his biceps, hair all messed up from the rubbing, and looked down to see the other Chris in a daze - staring agape at his crotch two feet away.
Hemsworth took the opportunity for a quick peek and yep - Evans' own meat was hard and leaking, lying across his left hip in the tight speedos. He knew he could have some fun with this, so he turned and deliberately bent over with slow deliberation as he lay the towel down on the lounge.
Evans was snapped out of his revere by Chris' turning, only to slip back into it again when presented with an equally mesmerising sight - Chris' rock hard ass cheeks. The wet costumes had indeed ridden up the crack, turning the speedo into essentially a thong. The pale, hairless white cheeks were flawlessly smooth. Graciously, but not exceedingly curved, and rippling with muscle.
Hemsworth's spandex-covered hole and taint were essentially presented right to Evans' face, while the substantial bulge of heavy balls swung underneath. The sight caused Evans to uncontrollably groan and press his palm down hard on his erection as a bolt of pre-cum literally spurted out like a mini-ejaculation.
"The view is lovely isn't it" asked Hemsworth as he finished spreading the towel down evenly.
"Uh...yeah. It is" said Evans sleepily, his eyes half closed while his crotch was at full throttle.
Hemsworth stood up straight and turned back around. Evans took a few seconds before realising the other Chris was looking at him and he looked up hesitantly, smiling. A warm genuine smile reflected back at him from above.
"I like your trunks Captain. I was right wasn't I? They fit really well."
"Uh... Thanks dude. They're not as... comfy as those look" said Evans, nodding his head toward the still wet blue speedos and the bulge contained between Hemsworth's powerful thighs.
"These old things? Had them since my soap days. They were a gift from my mate Beau. He was a smaller guy than me so I've worn them out a bit, but they've always been my favorite" said Hemsworth as he undid the knot in the drawstring of the costumes.
"Actually as you're here, you can settle an age old question for me. Does this look okay... " said Hemsworth as his hands pointed toward his bulge, the cock inside still mostly flaccid, but already about as big as Evans' own currently almost stiff member.
Before Evans could answer, Hemsworth right hand dove into his speedo and adjusted the cock so now it laid sideways in the costume, across his left hip. He removed his hand, put them both on his hips and asked "... or is this better?"
Evans was dumbfounded, the sight leaving him at a loss for words. His cock responded though, lurching wildly enough in his trunks to cause Hemsworth to smile. "Here..." said the "Thor" star, "... take a closer look".
With that he took a big step forward, his cock outline now only a few inches from Evans' face. "Well?".
Evans struggled to say something, looked up and stumbled out "I uh, I... I like it this way".
Hemsworth smiled down at him, "Me too. Though the real test is whenever I chuck a stiffy. These are about the only togs I have that can fit it."
Evans swallowed audibly, "Huh?"
"Well, like you saw the other day" said the smirking Aussie, "when I get hard my cock gets ... I guess the phrase is long and chunky."
That particular wording caused another dash of pre-cum to reflexively gush from Evans' angry cock head.
"So," continued Hemsworth, "the downside with this position is that there's really nothing to hide if I'm excited. I suppose I had better test it out, want to help me?"
Evans' eyes opened wide and he quickly glanced about.
"It's a private beach mate, there's no one around for miles. I could hold you down and rape you right now and there isn't a soul to hear it" said Hemsworth.
Something about that mildly threatening remark sent a chill of both uncertainty and arousal down Evans' spine. He turned back to Chris as the slowly awakening bulge in the drying blue material demanded his attention.
"Go on mate, see if you can get me fully hard without taking it out of my swimmers" said Hemsworth, widening his stance.
Evans smiled at that challenge and leaned forward, mouth latching over the bell-end as his tongue, already quite wet from all the drool that had been building over the past few minutes, re-saturated the previously drying material.
When he'd adjusted himself, Hemsworth had taken the opportunity to pull back his foreskin. The exposed purple and shiny glans was quite sensitive and quickly responded to the skilled ministrations of Evans' tongue through the speedos.
The beast began to grow, the large white snake expanding outward and along Chris' hip until the end pushed the costume far out to one side. Evans kept at it though, sucking harder and harder, flicking it with his tongue and lightly grazing it with his teeth as his cheeks caved inward with the effort.
Hemsworth above - standing in a hero pose with hands on hips, chest out and legs apart - tilted his head back and exhaled a rush of air as his own hormones and impulses began to take over his thought processes.
'God damn Evans was good' Hemsworth thought to himself, the boy demonstrating mad mouth skills to rival his brother Liam, even though the latter was far more familiar with his big brother's other limb and its capabilities. Hemsworth wondered if he could cum just from being sucked through the speedo alone... hell, why not give it a try.
Evans, in a cock lusting haze which had clouded his mind, slowly opened his eyes to look at the man above him as his mouth continued assaulting the appendage in front. This was so much hotter than Evans thought it would be - the material tasted of saltwater, spit and pre-cum - the heat from the cock underneath warming the mixture as he suckled it through the material. It was thick enough that Chris could use his teeth to graze along the giant bell end.
"Chris" came the deep voice of the Aussie. Both men's eyes were half-lidded, both were panting fast and incredibly turned on.
"Yeah" said Evans.
"Get up".
Evans stood, taking the opportunity to massage his own rock hard cock through his costumes.
"Take yours off" ordered Hemsworth.
Evans obeyed, slipping the costumes off and standing there, fully naked and aroused for the other man's gaze. His hand automatically dropped to his cock and made long strokes down the shaft as he looked at the aroused Australian in front of him.
Hemsworth slowly came up to him, a hand reaching out and brushing Evans' left pec before his finger and thumb dived for a swollen nipple. Evans hissed in response.
"Sensitive?" asked Hemsworth.
Evans nodded hastily, to which Hemsworth licked his thumb and rubbed the saliva into Evans' left nipple. Visibly the pair couldn't be more different in regard to that particular piece of anatomy.
Hemsworth's nipples sported perfectly circular aerola on bare skin, were dark red, and the nipples themselves jutted out far for a man. Evans' on the other hand were pale pink, more elliptical in shape, and remained fairly flat and pliable even when aroused. They also were a brief bit of bare skin amidst encircling chest hair, compared with Hemsworth's utterly smooth pecs.
Hemsworth leaned forward, hungrily taking the other Chris' left teat into his mouth, sucking on the pink treasure.
"Ahh fuck" shouted Evans whose left hand held on to Hemsworth's head as the Aussie flicked his obviously talented and long tongue through the surrounding fuzz. It danced across the top of the engorged pink tit before sucking and greedily gnawing on it with his white teeth and soft pink lips.
Evans' hand continued to squeeze and stroke his own cock. The dark red glans was dripping pre-cum that was pushed out with every stroke. Evans always generated a lot of pre-cum, it's something his brother Scott had loved to comment on over the years every time he sucked off Chris since they were teenagers.
Hemsworth swatted Evans' hand away, milking the prick until he got some luscious drops of the clear fluid on his fingers. He then pulled back and proceeded to offer it to the other Chris who sucked voraciously on the digits - all the while the pair's eyes never left each other.
"You want to fuck me don't you."
"Fuck yeah" said Evans, so aroused he could do little more than issue breathy responses.
Hemsworth closed the gap between them, pressing their bodies together. The taller Chris' speedo-encased cock was now heavily resting against Evans' hairy lower abs, squeezed tight between the pair of aroused boys.
Hemsworth had also spread his legs slightly, Evans' own erect and uncased cock now slotted between them, Hemsworth's heavy speedo-clad ball sack resting on top of the trunk of it, while the head of Evans' fuckstick was temptingly close to Hemsworth's asshole.
Evans looked up at the Australian who sported a sleepy, shit-eating grin.
"You know I'll let you don't you. Shove that fat fucking dick deep in me" said Hemsworth as he slowly ground his cock against Evans abs. Each time he spread his legs a little more, almost willing Evans' cock head to get closer to his hole.
"Do you really want it? Do you want my dick deep in there?" said a horny Evans.
Hemsworth took Evans' right hand and pushed it between his legs, at the same time reaching back with his other hand to pull aside the costume slightly. Within a few seconds, Evans' middle finger made contact with the moist pink hole and instinctively dipped into the first knuckle.
Hemsworth groaned a loud "MMMMM!!!" at the contact which Evans felt more through his chest than heard through his ears.
Acting on instinct, Evans dived forward and sucked on Chris' left nipple, at the same time pushing his finger deeper into the ass, and tightening his abs so the giant cock squeezed against them received even more stimulation.
"Oh shit" said Hemsworth, surprised by the triple tingling to the point that he realised he was already close to cumming. The pair awkwardly wobbled over toward the towel covered lounge, Hemsworth fell back onto it as Chris followed him over - straddling him in the process.
"You'll feel my fat dick spurt in your hole baby, but not before I have your spunk first" said Evans, his mouth diving back down onto the speedo bulge.
Hemsworth gripped Evans' head as the American worked his costume-encased rigid cock masterfully. The lips and tongue moving up and down the long length.
"Oh fuck I'm close... just a bit more... yeah right there" grunted Hemsworth who gripped the lounge's armrests. Ten more seconds and it happened.
Normally when a guy ejaculates while wearing a speedo, the first shots only leak out through the material. With Hemsworth though, the first shot managed to make it several inches into the air before splattering back down onto the outside of the speedos. Evans shoved his mouth back over the gushing lump as the Australian's load spewed from the trapped end.
"Fuck mate drink it, DRINK IT ALL" roared Chris, massively turned on by the experience.
Even as Evans sucked a good portion of the salty cream through the speedo, gush after gush of the fertile batter splashed back, massive flowing rivers over it trickling over Chris seizing balls, drowning his pubes.
"Fuck YEAH" roared Hemsworth as he leaned up, right hand holding Evans' head in place sucking the bulge as his left hand grabbed Evans' right and pushed it into one of the leg holes of the tented speedo.
"Finger my cunt hard mate - shove that cum inside me" demanded Hemsworth as he spread his legs wider, opening his hole. Evans complied, quickly ladling two fingers with the creamy runoff and pushing it deep past the puckering lips of Hemsworth's delicious back entrance. The semen that had been pooling on his chode was now back inside its owner, the drenched fingers slathering Hemsworth's anal passage like a marinade as they pushed in harder and deeper, channeling the creamy spill from the inner thighs above as they went.
Hemsworth had let go of Evans and was pushing back against the fingers. Legs wide, cock nearly finished gushing yet still hard as steel, cum saturating his crotch, his tight ass soaked in his own juices, nipples reaching for the sky, enormous pecs heaving, muscles and breathing both strained. As the guy who normally took charge of sexual situations, he rarely let go of control like this - always tapering his most slutty tendencies.
Right now though he didn't care, the fire of lust in him was burning bright and wasn't going to be satiated by just one load of his own. He wanted, no he NEEDED to be filled. To feel a man inside him, on top of him - sweat, muscle, hair, skin and rage combined. Holding him down, mounting him, plowing into him with an unyielding and relentless fury - cocks ravaging his hole and mouth, a hand gripping his own cock like a vice, a mouth sucking and biting into his chest and nipples until he was bruised for a long time to come. He wanted fresh loads flowing over him like a river, he wanted to be ridden hard and put away wet, used and abused past his breaking point - raped until his brain and body had given out through sheer exhaustion.
The feeling, the uncontrollable desire to just be fucked into oblivion overwhelmed him enough he tilted his back and roared "FUCK ME" with such force the echo startled a flock of birds a few hundred yards away.
Evans didn't need to be told twice. He stood up and pulled the speedos off Chris' legs in one go.
Hemsworth watched panting, uncontrollably muttering "fuck me" in a hushed tone over and over as his hands twisted his own nipples. His sticky uncut cock throbbed against his abs - pale, heavy, still rigid and already eager for more.
Evans stood there. Lips swollen, stubble drenched in semen, hair plastered by sweat to his forehead. His pecs looked huge, bigger than Hemsworth's at this moment, the large pink nipples standing proud amidst the swirls of chest hair. He was panting, biceps twitching and his cock dripped pre-cum like a faucet - long strings oozing out toward the ground.
Evans wiped Hemsworth's soaking wet speedo across his mouth, his tongue taking a big blob of the other Chris' good stuff, then onto his 7.5" cock - lubing the dick with the seed. He knelt between the Aussie's legs, the large limbs opening to welcome the 'Captain' in as his prick glided into Hemsworth's silky smooth channel. The previously frenzied fingering and plenty of cum lubricating the way made his entry quick. Evans was now on top of Hemsworth, cock deep inside, face-to-face.
The thickness of Evans' meat was substantial enough Hemsworth felt it all - groaning and whispering in lust "Fuck me deep, mate. Fuck me hard... fuck me until I bleed."
Evans, who had kept the cum he'd licked from the speedo on his tongue, spat it over Hemsworth's face. The Aussie looked up in both shock and lust as Evans barked "I'm the God here pretty boy".
With that he pulled back and drove in hard and deep again and again, rocking Hemsworth (who was admittedly not as experienced at bottoming) with a force he'd never felt before - dishing out the kind of hard thrusting he was used to forcing upon others.
It scared Hemsworth a little, he'd never been at the mercy of another man like this and he briefly considered that this must be what it was like for some of his other conquests, not to mention his baby brother. More importantly though, it aroused him to no end.
Evans roared, cock thrusting like a jackhammer hard and deep into the Australian beneath him. This ass was going to be torn up, but he didn't care. He was too far gone and wouldn't come back until his man milk had thoroughly washed through the bigger and paler man's guts like a tsunami.
Evans was used to being a sex symbol, but in a room next to the other Chris he always felt deeply inferior as the more effable, handsome and world-wise Aussie charmed those around him with an ease Evans could only dream of. That rage of impotence was now being channeled into his savage fucking. His hands gripped the bigger man's pecs, nails digging into the flesh so hard as to draw a little bit of blood on one of the cuticles he hadn't trimmed so neatly.
What surprised Evans was that Hemsworth just took it, the man could easily overpower him. Yet here he was, hole open and begging for it like the cheapest slut. He could have been anybody's at this point, even at his most far gone Evans had never reached the sheer craving for cock that Hemsworth was displaying. Evans had firmly planted his pole into the deepest and warmest part the Australian had to offer and he wasn't going to stop until he was so deep that when he came, his cum would leave a permanent mark inside Hemsworth - branding the former soap star as his property.
"Christ! Your dick is so fucking great. Make me feel every, single, fat inch of it Chris" said a breathy Hemsworth.
They had been going at it for several minutes, the spunk Evans had spat up onto Hemsworth's face had dried into little patches. Evans licked said patches off as he pounded, before his face dived into Hemsworth's exposed right armpit - saliva gushing over his tongue and matting the dusting of light brown hair. Evans slurped and suckled the skin, tasting salt, sea air, sweat and Chris' intoxicating musky odor.
Hemsworth's mind was somewhere even he wasn't sure exactly. His natural and genetically blessed physique meant that even with the substantial size of his prick, it always got rock hard. At this moment however, the blood was pumping through his veins and his level of desire was so elated that it wouldn't be unreasonable to say he was as hard as diamonds. Hemsworth had never seen his prick so engorged, the length nearing closer to the ten-inch mark. The foreskin had been forced to retract halfway back as the head had swollen to the size of a passionfruit. The dark purple and glossy glans pulsed, just waiting to spray its succulent juices far and wide.
Trapped between their tight and flat bellies drenched in sea spray and sweat, Hemsworth's telegraph pole of a cock was being rubbed hard by the friction. The Australian knew he was about to cum again, not even ten minutes since he'd last shot, but the churning inside his testicles was so wild and constant he knew he couldn't hold off much longer. His mind was mostly focused on one thing right now - feeling every exquisite inch, every single vein, every bump and texture of the battering ram constantly pounding inside him.
Hemsworths hands gripped Evans hard asscheeks, the toned muscular back above sending rivers of sweat into the furry crack.
"I'm...I'm..."
And it happened.
Hemsworth came with incredible force - the first shot didn't so much shoot out as spray out like a high powered hose. Evans thought he could orgasm from just the loud squelching sound of the spunk firing out of Hemsworth's piss slit and splashing both of them, thick hot gushes drenching both boys and the lounge beneath them in fresh baby batter - rolling white rivulets painting their chests and faces like the Nile Delta.
Evans didn't slow or stop, even as the fertile goo dripped down from his forehead onto his left eye clouding part of his vision. His tongue snaked out to lick the streaks over this face, his other eye watched the groaning and yelling Australian beneath him liberally painting himself in his own bodily fluids. The smooth pecs were heaving, streaks of semen ran across his broad shoulders, face and chest marked almost like someone had thrown a glass of condensed milk on him.
Hemsworth's large hands grabbed the thrusting buttocks tightly, thick fingers searching for Evans' quivering quim amidst his sweaty and furry ass snatch. At the same time, he urged the man above him to plow further. With his mind now somewhat cleared, the need to feel seed inside him became his focus. He pushed his face up into Evans' personal space, taking back control of the situation from him.
"I want your spunk so deep in me that I can taste it. Make that fucking huge prick of yours spray me full of every fucking drop of throat yogurt you've got. C'mon, show me your cum face fucker" said Hemsworth.
That was it for Evans, Hemsworth had once again turned him into a bitch boy, but it didn't matter as it was time to make his mark. Chris arched his back, neck muscles straining, mouth in a grimace, eyes shut and a roar building in his chest burst forth as his cock sunk once, twice, three more times as far inside Hemsworth as he could physically go when the first pulse of scalding hot seed shot deep into the man's bowels. Evans pulled back and thrust again, more frothy nut butter from his cock was injected along Hemsworth's passage.
The cum soaked Aussie could feel his insides and ass grow hot and wet with the heavy gushes of spooge pouring into him, and a great big smile plastered his own semen splatted face.
They were a sight. The long and lean Hemsworth underneath, hands and legs wrapped around the man above him while his entire upper torso from his navel to his hair was slathered in viscous white spunk. Above was Evans, face also painted white, tendons and muscle straining like he was giving birth, pouring his essence into the man beneath him in an experience he knew would be one of the most incredible of his life.
All too soon, Evans' overworked muscles gave out, he collapsed on top of Hemsworth as the big Aussie wrapped his arms around his American friend and gently kissed his forehead, tongue reaching out to lick the strands of his succulent juices from around the face of the man above him.
Evans looked like he'd run a marathon. Utterly spent, he struggled to lift his head and met Hemsworth's mouth in a gentle tongue kiss. After wiping themselves down, the pair stayed cuddled together on the lounge for half an hour, listening to the sound of the ocean - cool breeze brushing over their naked bodies, sun setting the sky ablaze with a fuchsia color. They watched the sun set as they recovered in the wake of their experience.
A sleepy Evans was so tired he barely felt himself being lifted onto his feet by Hemsworth, the bigger man half-carrying him toward the house. Both were bare-ass naked, cum-drenched speedos were left to dry on the lounge as they headed inside for a hot shower, a soft bed, and a quiet vow to have an even better fuck in a few hours.
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