Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All descriptions of celebrities listed here are fictional and the authors do not posses any knowledge of their sexual preferences.
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The next few days passed in a blur. It wasn.t that all that sex at the orgy had me sated for a while and that I did not want it anymore, but my work in setting up The Club was taking up all my time. Hrithik had given me some very specific directions of what he wanted in the basement. I was really curious to know what he wanted to do there. Hooks and poles and padded floors and walls were all very mysterious and exciting. I also had to deal with Shahid.s texts and calls but what my relationship with him was still unclear. Understandably, he could not commit to me and he did not want me to solely his either. My routine was to exercise in the morning in the gym, supervise the workers during the day and cool off in the evening with a swim. This routine stayed for a week and I was dying to get fucked. Neither H nor Shahid could make it with their shooting schedules and parties, etc. I had read in the magazines and heard on TV shows about rumors of an upcoming Hollywood project with Hrithik. I knew something was up but had no particulars.
Almost six days after the party H visited the place. He showed without any calls, not that he needed to - it was his place. I was in the basement arguing with the contractor and I got the alert of a text message. I checked the mobile to see that H was waiting for me upstairs. I ran up, hoping to get some action. He motioned to close the door, as soon as I got in and informed me of the Hollywood project. He told me how he had met the Producer and some other stars in Hollywood. He wouldn.t tell me their names but informed me to keep one of the rooms available starting tomorrow for a special guest coming from LA and that he would need total privacy. I had to fetch him from the airport, if I didn.t mind.
"Of course I will, Hrithik", I replied.
" I will text you the info. soon but make sure his needs are met. I am going to have a small welcome for him later tomorrow, with Arjun and John," he said with a grin.
"Is this related to the Hollywood movie that the gossip rags are all talking about?" I asked very innocently.
"Yes, but its still not ready to be common knowledge. I have to get the Producer to OK it and we are going to have a joint announcement, via simulcast. This has to be a total secret".
With that he kissed me, pinched my nipples and walked away. I had such a hard on that I had to take care of business on my own. Moments later, I was in the basement again arguing and poring over sketches and diagrams. Today, was the last day of the construction, so I was busy ensuring that every detail H wanted was done. At last, the contractors left and I swam nude reminiscing of my fuck with Hrithik a few days ago. I knew I had to manage solo tonight!
Next day I was at Sahar airport. Hrithik had texted me the flight information and told me that Channing Tatum was arriving! I couldn.t believe that I would be escorting him. I had seen his movies and knew that he was a hot piece of ass and an incredible dancer. Could he be working with H?
I recognized the tall figure as he stepped out and I rushed to greet him. He smiled warmly and shook my hand; I offered to carry his backpack but he politely refused. We were soon driving to The Club. He looked absolutely edible. Tight jeans and a cotton shirt with a light jacket. Could I just straddle him in the car? Did he see me undress him with my eyes as I ogled him?
We soon reached The Club and I ushered him up to his room, which was right next to mine. I gave him a tour of the place and offered him some food. He said he ate on the plane and was really just looking to shower and sleep. He went to his room and I went to mine. In an hour, I was outside his room, peeking in and saw his bare chest covered with the cotton sheet the left nipple exposed. A shocking pink circle on a niecly toned pec. Was he sleeping nude? I continued down, getting some breakfast ready. Within another few hours, I saw him padding down the steps, wearing the robe that usually hung in that bathroom. He had showered but not shaved and that stubble on the chin looked delightfully kissable.
He eyed the spread and said, "Nice" and helped himself to chai, eggs and toast.
"I hope you rested well and have everything you need", I said
"Well, Hrithik mentioned that you would take care of me, so I was wondering if I could get a massage to ease the jet stress?"
Did he mean that I should massage him or did he want a masseur or a masseuse?
Before I could ponder any further, he said,
"Do you think, you could rub my neck and back? I would like to swim a bit first".
"Sure, let me get some towels first" , I said.
When I got back to the patio, he was already in the pool! I placed the terries on a table and I heard him say, "Why don.t you join?"
"I.ll go up and get my swim trunks" I replied.
"Oh come on, I am not wearing any, dive in", he said running his hands over the wet hair. The biceps flexed and the deltoids bulged as he raised his arm. I swallowed hard, took a deep breath and removed my t-shirt and shorts. I stood there in my bikini briefs and jumped in.
The cool pool enveloped us and my nipples stood at peak attention. He was soon swimming, giving me a nice view of the delectable ass bobbing up and down as he pushed the water out of his way. Soon, I was lapping along. A few laps down he turned to me and said, "You are still clothed. That.s not fair."
I could not disagree, and chucked off my briefs. A few more strokes and he was standing on the steps getting out of the pool. I saw him in full glory. Although he was not hard, his package was still impressive. He walked over to the robe and wore it, using another towel to dry his hair. I followed suit and went up to him.
"Can I get a rub right here, it feels so nice to be in fresh air, after that long flight?" he asked.
With that he slipped off the robe, lay face down on the long bench. I guessed he meant I should rub him! "Let me get some oil", I said and went inside to get massage oil.
When I was inside, I quickly slipped on a pair of briefs, as I was afraid of showing my hard on, too obviously. I was soon rubbing his neck and back. He still, was naked and his butt looked so inviting. I let my forearm graze his butt every once in a while and as there was no undesired response, I worked my hands on the lower back. Soon my hands were touching the mounds even more and they would rise slightly in response. I wasn.t sure if that was an invitiation or just an automatic response to my touch. I continued to work my way down and was massaging the twin cheeks. He parted his legs and gave me a view of the ball sac. As I massaged his thighs I would let a finger caress them, and he moaned once or twice. I continued the massage down to the calves and feet. Then I asked him,
"Do you want me to give a head massage?"
"What.s that? I „ve never had one before".
"I will massage your scalp and neck, but you would have to sit up, against me".
He sat up and I stood behind him. His head was touching my stomach and the back of his neck, lay on my cock. The fabric of the briefs between us was not much of a barrier. As my eyes traveled down the beautiful body, I looked at a swollen cock. Not fully hard but definitely larger than what I had seen when he stepped out of the pool. I poured some oil on my hands and started massaging the scalp at the base of the head, just above the neck. Little circles with my fingertips worked their magic to the top and I heard him moan and exhale. I did the same on his forehead and he was purring like a kitten.
"Oh man, I „ve never had such a head massage before," he said and turned around. His mouth on my stomach and my arms on the massive shoulders. He looked up at me and kissed my stomach. Was that intentional or just the position and the effect of the massage?
I continued for a few more minutes and then stepped back,
"There, I hope you feel better now."
"Are you kidding? I feel amazing. Let.s eat, I am so hungry now".
He stood up, that cock still semi-swollen, and wore the robe. He followed me inside to the kitchen and we ate making some small talk. This was his first trip to India and he was excited but nervous.
"I purposely got mild food for you, but I do hope you get to try some Indian food while you are here," I said.
"Oh, I love spicy Indian food, its one of my favorite cuisines. Now the Indian head massage is my favorite too," he remarked.
"Well, then I will make sure we have Indian food everyday while you are here," I offered.
"What about some Indian men while I am here?" he quipped.
Was this a cheesy line meant to amuse me or did he really mean that? Before I could get an answer, he pulled my robe, and kissed me. Deep, penetrating, sensuous and sexy.
"Man, I wanted to eat you the moment I saw you at the airport," he said and started removing my robe and briefs. His hands were all over my chest and trunk, his lips on mine. My hands were once again on his back and butt, kneading the globes.He was almost six inches taller than me and he used that to his advantage well. He pushed me against the counter and we soon slipped out of our robes. I was licking his dark pink nipples while stroking the spots that had caused him to purr earlier.
A few minutes later we were in my bedroom. He was lying on the bed, legs up while I tongued the pink hairless entrance between his glutes. My tongue worked its way deep as it lapped on the pink insides. Soon my brown cock was straining at the Channing.s hole waiting to open and allow entry. I entered slowly and as soon as I felt it part, pushed it in and leaned forward. I saw the momentary pain on the handsome face that was replaced with an ecstatic look as my hardness brushed his prostate. I bent down and kissed him and then started moving in and out. He was groaning and moaning as spasms of delight darted from deep within. His legs were near my face and I was now massaging the famous feet that had delighted the world in those dance movies.I licked the great toe and I saw him shudder and I withdrew my cock almost out of him. But soon, as I pushed inside again, I licked the toe again and I saw him close his eyes and arch his back pulling me in even more. A few minutes and I picked up the pace as I was close to the finish line. I pulled out and placed my cock next to his. Bending forward, our bellies rubbed together and we were both spurting our seeds. Warm liquid gushed out of two cocks as we kissed and held each other.
My head was on his chest and I was now lying totally on him. He circled me in his arms and we lay that way for a few minutes.
"That was awesome," he said after he had recovered his breath.
"Welcome to India" I replied with a smile.