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"Hollywood Deepthroat - Star Sucked"
by hollywooddeepthroat@gmail.com
Turns out, not every Hollywood guy who's heard about me wants me to suck them off. Some of them love to suck cock just as much as I do.
Eddie stopped by the cottage yesterday afternoon with directions to a house in the Hollywood Hills. "He's a big one," said Eddie. "He's inviting you and a few others, if you want your dick sucked."
I took the directions and tried to decide how I was going to locomote myself to this little sex soiree. Eddie was acting sore that he hadn't procured an invite for himself, so I felt funny asking him for a ride. As the time neared, I figured I'd take a pass, but then decided at the last minute to call a cab. The cab driver couldn't find the place any better than I would have, and I had mapped out the location beforehand, online.
The cocksucking celeb lived in a big sprawling house and had a butler in a full uniform answering the door. "Please remove all your clothes before you proceed downstairs," the butler told me, like this sort of thing went on every other night. Hell, it probably did. I wondered if the butler was going to turn around have his big dick sticking out of his fly. I watch too much porn.
I stripped off in the adjacent room, which was tricked out as a photo shrine to the guy who was going to be sucking my dick in a few minutes. He had hung every (apparently) photo of himself ever taken on two of the walls. Naked, I took the "down" stairs, which led into a little open area, a rumpus room carpeted from head to toe in ugly shag. Obviously our host had decorated the room at the height of his fame years ago and never had the inclination (or the bucks) to remodel it.
The cocksucker was already working on three other guys, who were standing all around his kneeling form. Our host was hot for his age. His head was shaved entirely smooth (hot, but very unexpected!), impressive muscles, dark (clipped) chest hair, pierced nipples (ooh baby!) and a beautiful uncut cock. Though hard, his foreskin was still pulled tightly around his knob. My mouth watered and I could feel my throat starting to convulse. I was praying that this guy decided he wanted his dick sucked after all. But for now, he just wanted what I wanted.
"Let me see that beautiful cock," he said to me, in a voice so deep and silky that precum began to pour out of my slit. Luckily, the guy didn't seem worried about ruining the shag rug. His mouth was perfect, a deep warm lair that swallowed me effortlessly. As his mouth, throat and tongue enveloped me, I realized that this famous man sucked cock the exact same way that I did. Now I don't know about you, but I suck cock the same way I like to be sucked. And if the same was true for this guy, I knew he was going to love the way Ideepthroated... and that made me want his dick even more.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned. My cock was completely inside the guy's mouth, his warm hands gently but insistently squeezing my smooth nuts.
"So shoot," one of the other three invited dicks said. The trio were all rubbing my body from every angle, making this scene all about me. "He always gets us off at least twice." I felt two hands pinch both of my nipples; the subsequent jolt shot straight to my dick, and I was cumming.
Our cocksucker took the load; he merely looked up at me with lust in his eyes as I fed him. Not wanting to be selfish, I pulled out and let one of the others take my place. The guy knew how to suck, I'll give him that. It takes a lot to make me weak, and I was already looking for a place to sit down.
Once my legs were a little more steady, I walked behind our host and began to massage his bare shoulders and back, so impressed by how well he'd kept his body. My hands went down his front and found his nipples; now how did I know he liked to have those pierced fuckers pulled? Though he was clearly blissed out, hiscocksucking remained slow, steady, tantalizing. My own cock was already rock hard again and I was ready for another blowjob . While rubbing his shaved head, I told him that I was next. And as soon as the guy inside him blew his wad and pulled out, I slowly eased thecocksucker's head back like the top of a Pez dispenser.
Straddling his face, I lowered my rod into his open mouth. He choked a little from the unusual angle, but soon he got the hang of it. In this position, his mustache against my taint was making me crazy. While I enjoyed his mouth again, I noticed the other three guys eyeing our host's leaking cock. No way, fuckers... that piece was going to be mine (if anyone gota hold of it!). I resisted the urge to ride the edge, and forced myself to release. Fuck! My second load felt just as impressive as the first; apparently our little slut wasn't expecting me to cum so hard on the second go-round either... he had to fight to get it all down.
Taking the initiative, I squatted down in front of him (still caressing that sexy bald head) and started to make out with him, while my cum still lingered in his mouth. With one hand on his face, I let the other rub his chest... belly... thighs... balls... and then up to his big uncut cock. I stopped kissing him and said, "You'll let me suck this, right?"
He pushed me down by the shoulders, letting out a long pent-up groan as my mouth slowly but deftly went balls-deep on his meat. While I was sucking our host, the other three decided on an impromptu jackoff contest, wildly beating off while I deepthroated. I moaned appreciatively as the winner of the contest let his load splatter all over my bare back. The second runner up and the loser soon added their load, making my back a complete mess.
"You gonna cum?" I asked our host. His dick was rock hard and leaking like mad, but he didn't seem ready to pop.
"Just give me the finger. Hit the right spot and it'll cum." I knew exactly what he meant. I went back down on him and eased my middle finger into his tight hole. I went right for the exact spot, and then winced as his ass muscles started to squeeze my finger. Bulls-eye. As he came, his cock jerked like a shotgun, pumping me full of cum. His ass was so powerful that I was afraid he was going to break my finger (and here I'd just had my cast removed the week before).
Celebrity or not, he was just like any other guy once he blew his wad. His air of submissiveness evaporated and he clearly didn't find the four younger guys he'd just repeatedly serviced as erotic as he had just a few minutes before. Without even so much as a word of thanks, he walked up the stairs. A minute later, the butler came down, holding four piles of clothes (that he had neatly folded). The guy was good; he knew exactly which stuff went on which guy. Thankfully I'd worn underwear, which I handed to one of the others with a request to mop up the cummy mess off my back. The four of us made nervous small talk while he hurriedly dressed and up we came, out of the shag dungeon.
I didn't dare ask the butler if I could use the phone book to call a cab company to come fetch me (I need to start planning these things better); luckily one of my cohorts in cocksucking (whose name was Dale) offered to drive me home, even though it was clearly out of his way. On the ride home, my ride let me know about another secretive Hollywood affair....
"It's called 'Paradise', and several big names attend. They do it once a month or so in a private house, and invite lots of hot guys with special talents to take care of all of the famous guests. It's all very wild. Last time I went, I was tied up and fucked by anyone who wanted me. And before that, I was the bottom in the live sex show."
Dale took my number when he dropped me off and promised he'd call with details about the next "Paradise" party. I couldn't wait.