NOTE: This story is purely fictional and doesn't imply anything about the sexuality of Tom Welling, John Schneider, James Marsters, and and any actors depicted in this story.
If you are not at the legal age to view sexual materials, please turn back now. This story contains homosexual sex and derogatory language.
A smile broadened across John's face as he stood tall with his straw colored dress shirt tucked into his tight blue jeans. His right hand massaged his ever impressive bulge as he watched the packed party in his hotel room.
He was glad Tom had come up with the idea to meet back in the hotel where he and Tom had once entertained James and Seth. The long semi circular, sectional couch was being put to very good use. The tall dark haired giant frame of Tom Welling stood behind one end of the couch. He was shirtless with a pair of hands working the zipper of his dark blue jeans. As the jeans were peeled off, Tom's fully grown eleven inch dick slapped up on his navel and stomach. A hand reached from behind him and started pumping the long pole. Tom's mouth opened and his blue eyes lit up more and more with every stroke administered by the rather tall James Marsters.
Black leather pants were clinging to James lanky form perfectly molding to his own semi hard boner as it ran diagonally across his upper left thigh. His untucked and open red silk shirt displayed his well defined chest. The blond was placing small kisses along Tom's neck as he stroked the young man's cock and felt on his ass. "This is gonna be better than last time, Tom. I didn't get to really feel you out then. We'll make up for that now. You want to taste my meat first?" James stepped back.
Tom dropped to his knees as James unbuckled and unzipped his pants. Tom marveled at the nine inch rod that came out of the open leather pants. James palmed the back of Tom's head as Tom's lips pulled the hard prick into his mouth. Tom sucked it in as far as he could before pulling off of it to squeeze just the head in his mouth and lick and suck the sides. It wasn't long before he was sucking every inch of it again. "That's good, Tom, but I want fuck that hot hunky ass of yours."
Tom stood up and bent over the back of the white couch. "Stake me!"
James held his cock in his left hand as he rubbed it up and down Tom's crack. The head slipped into place and the shaft soon followed filling up Tom's ass. Tom's fingers dug into the cushions as he let out a hushed cry. James grabbed both sides of Tom's hips as he rocked in and out of the giant stud. "Yep, I don't know why I didn't get up in here last time. Your ass is nice and tight. I like it when you squeeze it around my dick. You know how to make a boy feel at home." James pounded into Tom.
"Don't forget about me, Tom. Can you deal with some more of this?" The voice encouraged Tom to look up at the tall blond in front of him. The voice belonged to Thad Luckinbill brandishing a devilish smile and lust filled eyes on his cute boyish face. Thad wore an open black shirt with his chiseled chest on full display. His rippled, appetizing abs were bare with beige dress pants drape over his longs legs. He hadn't unbuttoned them, but he had his full mast twelve inches extended his fly. Thad's sword was right up to Tom's face. The juicy nuts were below Tom's chin. The length of the shaft was a sight to take in as the head of the monster was over Tom's forehead.
"Fuck my face, Thad."
Thad bent in his knees to feed Tom's waiting face. As Tom sucked on the long pole, Thad showed James his "O" face. He almost lost it when he felt the head of his cock inside Tom's throat. Tom loved doing that to him. Thad couldn't barely stand as he leaned forward towards James.
"Your Pop never tell you about keeping your mouth closed or else he'd stick something in it, Boy." James kept pumping Tom's ass as he leaned forward to put his face next to Thad's. James lips touched Thad's, and Thad soon felt James's tongue spear passed his lips. James's tongue had found its way in feeling around the cavity before aiming for Thad's throat.
John shook his head a little as he saw the lanky Thad squatting as he let Tom suck his dick and leaning over to kiss James. And James was now grinding into Tom's ass.
John walked over to the scene at the farther end of the couch where he saw a prone Forbes March doggie style. His hot young body was getting quite a workout. His muscles were tense, and he was drenched with sweat. John couldn't get his eyes off of Forbes's face as he saw the thick blond hair slick, tussled and still be tossed with each thrust from the equally sweaty Victor Webster who topped him. Victor was a dark haired beast when it came to fucking as Forbes had learned over the years. Victor leaned back on his knees as he laid into Forbes's ass with his hard seven inches.
"You got a black belt in fucking too, I see." John joked.
"Forbie likes it. Sometimes we are late for taping 'cause we have to "catch up" between sets. It's our little secret. Almost got caught once or twice though. We had to wrestle in a scene in a cage, and my buddy here kept getting excited. He doesn't care who watches sometimes." Victor went silent as he pounded Forbes harder.
John couldn't take his eyes off the juicy parted lips of the luscious bottom. He went up to him and undid his jeans letting his almost beer can sized nine incher with a vicious curve smack the blond in the face. Forbes went after it like a dog devouring a bone. Forbes was in such a hurry he had to pull back and catch his breath from choking. It took some time, but he got used to the mean curve of John's cock. His head pulled back and forth on it.
"Takes some getting used to. I know from our last encounter. You know I wasn't kidding now, don''t you?" Victor noticed Forbes's attempt to moan a yes was lost from John's facefuck. And then, Victor let go. He released shots of cum into Forbes with each thrust. He pulled out quickly and sat back on the couch.
"You're not finished yet, Victor. I want to autograph that ass again. You ready?" John moved over to Victor.
"I told you last time, this ass is all yours, J..." Victor's words were cut off as his legs were lifted into the air and John entered him. Shaken and racked with pain, Victor was held in place as John's sudden fuck overcame him. Victor's pain became pleasure as he found his pretzelled body being crammed into the cushions of the couch. He looked up to see John's electric blue eyes piercing Victor's own lust filled needs.
Forbes walked away from those two. He walked behind Thad and positioned his cock up to Thad's tight little pucker. Thad pulled his cock out of Tom's mouth,a nd back up onto Forbes cockhead. However, it was not going to be easy to fit the six inch beer can inside the slim young hole.
Forbes sat down on the middle section of the couch. "Hop on my lap. You can take it better that way."
Thad climbed up on the couch and place his hands on Forbes's shoulders. After Forbes used some lube from between the couch cushions to lube up Thad's ass, Thad lowered himself onto the massive pole. He lowered and raised on it allowing more inches to enter him. Forbes eyes rolled from the sensation on his cock and the sight of the young man's face both contorting and sighing from each achieving movement.
Thad hugged Forbes more as he began to fuck himself on Forbes oversized sausage. Forbes pulled Thad closer to kiss him. The kiss was short as Thad gave all his energy to humping. Thad got comfortable enough to lean over to his right adding to the sensations of pleasure he gave to Forbes.
Tom and James had taken a break. They both laid on the floor in front of the couch on their sides. Tom was behind James working his eleven inch anaconda into James tight end. James let Tom get inside and start a slow grind before he unleashed a mad humping backwards and off of Tom's snake. Even in this position, Tom felt James was still running this fuck.
"It's okay, Boy. This ass of mine has tamed more cock than you can imagine."
Tom just let James do all the work as his rock hard dick was jerked in and out of James masterful ass. And it was not long before Tom gusher flooded the inner walls of James's ass. James tried to pull off, but Tom held him still overloading James with the outpouring of cum. James gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes as cum overflowed from his ass onto Tom's own cock and even the floor.
Victor wailed from the assault John put on his ass. "Yeah! Yeah! You wanted it. Here it comes! Tighten it up, so I can just bust into it even more. Yep, make it as tight as you can... see? I can still punch all up into this tight ass." John taunted. "Fuck me, John! Fuck me. F... aawww! You fucking bastard. Your cum is fucking burning me up. "
"Told you I was gonna leave me autograph up in your ass again." John pulled out and splatter the rest on Victor's chest. Victor quickly jacked himself off and sprayed onto the sides of Forbes and Thad.
Thad released his seed onto Forbes's chest, and he was shocked when Forbes swung him onto his back on the couch. Now on top, Forbes wildly fucked him until he came inside the lanky young man. Forbes bent down and kissed Thad. Thad welcomed the tongue and wanted it to stay as he greedily kissed back.
James watched this scene as his own nine incher was emptied onto the carpet.
John walked over to Tom patting him on the head, and Tom gave a grateful smile back up to his tv dad.