DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction; the author claims no knowledge of the celebrities' sexual preferences or any activities described.
COMMENT: Sorry guys, this has been a long delay in submission of this chapter. A little bit of writer's block and a lot of busy but what really prompted me to write again was the overwhelming number of comments and emails I got. Thanks guys for the same. Please continue to urge/comment/criticize at hmeetsb@gmail.com
Hrtihik had asked me to prepare for this big party that was coming up. He had told me that a big star was coming to Mumbai and that I should have "The Club" ready for him. My mind was now whirling with possibilities. Would it be some costar? Or some other hunk he had hooked up while visiting Hollywood? A week had passed by, Hrithik had not come in. There were a few regulars that called me to schedule their visits. Arjun returned with that male model another time and so did Akshay with another TV Soap opera star. I had seen the two of them on TV at a reality dance show where Akshay was a guest judge and the TV star a contestant. I figured something had clicked between the two and they had brought it to "The Club". One of the other regulars was Zaheer. Hrithik had really turned him into an avowed bottom. The cricketer could not get enough cock! He called me to find out if I was around and interested in meeting. How could I refuse? He came over twice in one week! Next week he mentioned that he would like to try someone else and could I figure out a way. I knew he wanted someone to top him and I had not met Shahid since a while. Fortunately, he could make it and we had a threesome with Shahid topping Zaheer and sucking me!
I got around to arranging for the big Hollywood party. H had informed me to keep it restricted to 6 guests only (and two of us) and he had left it to me to select the guest list. That was the easy part. I wanted the party to be memorable for the Hollywood hero and I had to get a theme that would strike a note. While flipping channels one evening, I hit upon the idea and I laughed out aloud. "Eureka" I shouted, but did not run around naked! I made some phone calls, and shopped around for the materials. My PC and printer were very busy for the next few days.
H called me the morning of the party and said, "Sorry stud for being so busy, I'll make it up to you soon. But when I show up this evening, I am sure you will have your reward. So what's the theme this time?"
"It's a surprise", I countered.
"OK, I like surprises, and oh yes, who confirmed to attend tonight?"
I gave him the names and as he did not comment, I figured he was agreeable with the list. Anyways, I could not make changes in the guest list on the morning of the party. Before he hung up, he added, "Is the food catered or are you cooking?"
"You know, I can only cook a few things, it is catered from the same place. What do you want or have in mind?" I asked
"The guest of the evening is hooked on to real spicy food. He specially requested Indian spicy food, and men" he guffawed.
"He'll have both" I remarked and disconnected the line.
I frantically called the caterer as I had selected a totally different menu thinking the gora would want bland Continental cuisine! Fortunately, the caterer was able to make some changes so we were going to have some Indian dishes and some Western. Well, at least the men were all going to be spicy desis!
I worked out for an hour, getting pumped up and making sure the muscles were toned and primed for the workout they would receive later. The first guest to arrive was early and it was Arjun, the business partner in "The Club". He explained that he wanted to be there early to receive the guests. The moment he saw the decorations on the patio and poolside, he hugged me, kissed me and exclaimed, "You have outdone yourself. This is one amazing theme. The Club is going to flourish, I know, with you managing it like this". He indicated he wanted to take a look at the books and see what was happening financially. He went to the office area and I went to take one last look. Soon he emerged and complimented me on my organization skills and said he was happy that I had managed to get dues from all the members except two. They were Ranbir and Ranvir. "Coincidence?" he asked with a smile. I told him that both had come as guests with members, and were interested in joining but had not showed me the money. He nodded and asked me to speak with H when he came in. I was glad he did not say anything about the expenses or questioned the costs, etc. The trust that H and Arjun had in me was very humbling. But as the doorbell rang, I could not dwell on that anymore. I had still not changed and someone was at the door!
It was Shahid. He kissed me and ran his hands all over me. "You look good" he said and I returned the compliment. I had still not gotten over him completely even though I understood the reasons why he did not want to take our relationship further. I could not complain really as my existence in The Club was purely because of Shahid's recommendation to H. But my heart still skipped a beat every time I saw him. It was weird; when I saw him with another man it never bothered me. But I still wanted to be his guy! I ushered him in and told him Arjun was in the office and ran up to change. I changed into form-fitting soccer polo shirt, and cargo shorts, fixed my hair and returned to the main floor. I did not find either guys and so I went to the basement. Arjun was hanging up the sling with Shahid's help. Soon enough the rest of the guests arrived. Imran followed by John arrived next. Both were looking delectable. Imran sported a polo, dark blue and snug, and gray shorts. He had recently taken to weights and it showed. His uncle, the famous Amir Khan, had influenced not only his career choices but also his lifestyle choices. How I wished his uncle would be a member here!
Salman came with Zaheer and Dhoni. Knowing Zaheer, I guessed the three had their own little party before coming here. I had not allowed any guests to go to the poolside or the patio so far so they were hanging out in the foyer and large formal room at the entrance. Drinks were available in there and all the guests had helped themselves. Conversation was flowing and I overheard several of them speculating who the Hollywood hero was going to be. Arjun came to me and said, "H is arriving soon but he wants to go to the basement directly and when he is ready he will let us know. Divert these guys' attention so that they do not realize he has entered with the hero."
Immediately I requested everyone's attention and said, that we were going to play a game where we are going to strip some one based on different criteria. I asked everyone to raise their glasses and said, "John, you have the highest amount of liquid in your glass, so you step forward and Imran, you have the lowest, so you step forward too. Imran, since you have the lower level, you will strip John." Imran reached out to John, drawing him closer. I reached forward, restraining Imran's arms, "You are going to strip him, but not with your hands. Anything else is fine". There was a collective sound of approval. The guys had now circled around the two of them. Imran was using his mouth to tug at the snap buttons that held John's checkered shirt on his muscular chest. He was soon exposing his pecs as Imran used his mouth to slide the shirt off the sinewy shoulders and down the forearms. That boy did know how to use his mouth and teeth! John's jeans were, however, more of a challenge. Imran used his mouth to unzip the jeans but could not bring the jeans down below the waist easily. So Imran asked him to lie down and proceeded to use his feet to tug at the hems with his toes. He hooked the toes and pulled each leg down. Now John was sporting a bulge under his boxer briefs. The others were all engaged in giving directions and cheering Imran. They did not notice the two men that entered and slipped down the side entrance to the basement. I saw H enter but before I could register who was with him, they were gone.
Imran was down on his knees while John was now standing up. He had raised his arms swaying with the music; muscled arms leading to dark nipples near a musky armpit. Zaheer was soon sniffing and licking one pit while playing with a nipple. I broke up the two and allowed Imran to continue to mouth John's underwear down to his ankles. John stepped out of them, his arms still up and pelvis rocking to the rhythm. Arjun's phone chirped and he said, "Guys, lets head down".
The lights were dim, a white figure was in the sling, The way it was positioned, we could see the legs up in stirrups so that they were apart, with heels supported by loops. We could only see the back of the blond's head. The arms were abducted from the body and supported by slings also. He was surely a hunk. Not bulky but defined arms and legs. H was standing between those legs and as we neared we saw him sporting a hard on. That massive ten inch cock stood proud, erect and dark brown, sharply contrasting the pink skin under it. As we closed in around the sling, we gasped collectively. It was Brad fucking Pitt! The gods of Bollywood and Hollywood were right in front of me in their naked splendor. H had a smile on his face and he said "Let's give Brad a real desi welcome. Each one's mouth should cover him and then we'll see what happens next." With that he knelt down and took Brad's cock in his mouth. I was next to him so I just closed in and put my mouth under Hrithik's to lick the pink hole that was twitching already. Salman was licking Brad's left nipple, John was busy on the right one. Shahid was kissing him, Imran was tonguing Brad's left foot. Zaheer was licking the right foot and Dhoni was licking his abs, while Arjun had slipped under the sling to lick Brad's back and glutes. We were tongue bathing Brad for a few more minutes and soon switching places. H had now entered Brad while I was sucking his cock. Arjun was kissing Brad whose arms were supported but could not move. Brad was moaning as all these tongues were all over his body. His pelvis was rocking with H's thrusts and Arjun's cock was soon in Brad's mouth. I felt Brad's cock swell even more and I pulled away, not wanting for our guest to cum.
I stepped away to switch places with Arjun. H pulled out and Dhoni entered Brad. Dhoni threw his head back as he felt the warmth and tightness around his cock head. The sight of the Hollywood hero under him was too much for him probably and he pulled out and stroked his cock a few times, sending out a gush of white liquid all over Brad's abs. Zaheer was soon licking it off the belly and proceeded to put the Pitt cock and slurp. That man had become a total dick-addict. Thanks Hrithik! Soon we were all surrounding Brad and jerking off with our cocks aimed at his chest and torso. The guys were kissing each other or playing with each other's nipples, etc. while one hand was busy stroking their own cock. As each one of us shot our load, Brad's torso was speckled with white man juice all over. H bent down and kissed him deep. When he broke the kiss, he said, "Welcome to India, Brad".