Chapter 3
The two assistants had proceeded to remove their jackets and Tim revealed an athletic lean body, which was muscular and toned but not heavily muscled. His T shirt covered firm pecs and delts and uncovered nicely shaped biceps. The female assistant revealed a sexy body that was obviously toned to perfection. Hrithik's eyes darted to the Producer who held his gaze smiled and returned his smile now looking at the female assistant whose silk dress clung to a very curvaceous body. "So, what would be your preference, young ones like Tatum and Taylor or a slightly older Brad?" Hrithik wished he could have told him that he wanted all three!
"Well the script really has me as the older brother and the costar as my younger one, so Taylor or Channing would be right", H replied. Tim's face registered disappointment. H further explained, "Brad and I are the same age, so it would be kinda odd to have the younger brother as the same age. The Producer replied, "Well, even if the brother is younger by a year or two, we can certainly have Bradley or someone of his age play that role".
"However, Taylor is considered quite a hottie these days, right?" Tim replied, "Oh yes, Taylor is quite a hit with the teenage females these days. Hey, I didn't know you were around Brad's age," The female assistant identified herself as Sara and added, "Taylor is a reason for any teenager to see a movie. His name alone guarantees a lot of buzz. Couple of scenes in the movie without his shirt, and we have a hit', she opined. The Producer darted a look at her and said, "Thanks Sara, but that kind of juvenile thinking is not going to make or break a movie. We have a good script and an intelligent director; we need to make sure there is chemistry between the stars. Tell you what, Hrithik, why don't you come over to my place this evening, and I will see if Taylor or Channing are available to meet you. Tim, pick him up at the hotel at 6," he ordered his assistant. Sara pouted at being left out. H's focus was the movie and then these hot studs. "Tim," H said, "I'll be ready at six". They talked further about script and locations in India, etc. and the chauffeur dropped H back to the hotel.
He took a short nap, went down to the gym to workout. Just when he returned up he stripped off the sweaty gym wear and donned a bathrobe getting ready to run in the shower when he heard a knock on the door. H walked over and asked who it was. "Its Tim," came the reply. H opened the door and let him in. "Sorry, I am a little early but the traffic was light and I figured it would be OK to come up." H said, "Sure, no problem, but I was just going to get in the shower." "I see," said Tim, glancing up and down H's body. Hrithik wondered what that meant and decided to play a little further. He untied the knot holding the robe together revealing a printed boxer brief that he had just worn to the gym. His abs were prominent and the muscled legs held up his body nicely. Tim gulped and looked down. H said, "I just overdid my exercises for the lats and they are a bit sore, so I want to sooth them with a nice shower." Eagerly Tim added. "I could rub them and ease the soreness, if you want". Are you sure?, asked H. "It will be my pleasure" replied Tim.
Hrithik removed the robe and let it drop at his feet. He stepped out of it and walked to the plush bed and lay prone. Tim found some lotion provided by the hotel from the bathroom and walked toward Hrithik. The sight of that Hindu hunk, slightly older than him, lying in front of him and almost naked, gave him a hard on that he could not conceal. He was the Producer's boy toy because he had a thing for older men. He loved it when the older men became submissive to him just as the Producer did behind closed doors. Although the Producer was his boss and would bark orders at him while at work, behind doors, he was the one dominating the Producer. But right now, he couldn't care about the Producer. His eyes were fixated on the butt and the body of his Hindu prince, Hrithik. Tim was given precise orders to make Hrithik as comfortable as possible and a massage and more, was definitely how he wanted to please him. Also, it may be a nice change to be with an Indian guy, as he had never experienced that before.
Tim climbed onto the bed and straddled Hrithik's ass and sprayed some lotion on his back. He leaned forward and using both hands, pressed against H's back firmly, feeling the muscles in his back, working out the few knots he found as he went along. He could feel Hrithik completely relaxing beneath him, but Tim was definitely getting aroused. He got off the bed and moved over to the edge of the bed near Hrithik's head, and began to massage he neck and shoulders, his half aroused cock only a few inches from Hrithik's face, but with his eyes closed, he had not yet noticed. "Is the pressure OK"? Tim asked, and H opened his eyes to say "Yes" and saw the stiffening cock in front of him. Hrithik had heard there were a lot of "benefits" working for a major Hollywood studio, and was glad that Tim was apparently one of them. He reached forward and grabbed Tim's ass and pulled him forward and put his mouth on Tim's crotch, feeling the stiffening cock underneath the fabric of his jeans. Tim ground his crotch into H's face, causing his cock to get fully erect, pushing against the fabric and yearning to be released. "Let me help you" Tim said, and he stepped back and unzipped his jeans, stepped out of them, took off his shirt, and finally pulled off his briefs, displaying his ample manhood, H just staring in awe at the body in front of him. "Want my cock?" Tim teased, almost commanding? "Yeah, get that over here!" H responded, very enthusiastically.
Tim's cock was in Hrithik's mouth and he let out a moan, as H flicked his tongue on the tip. Hrithik reached up to Tim's chest and played with his pecs. Hrithik's extra finger on his hand gave him the ability to play with the nipple and also cup the entire muscle. This was definitely a new touch for Tim who looked down and exclaimed, "Oh my God! You have an extra finger!" But Hrithik did not answer, as his mouth was busy. Tim started moving in and out, fucking that famous handsome face. A few minutes later, Tim shot a large load and collapsed next to H. Hrithik turned around, showing off his hardon. Tim slid down and started sucking him and brought his face deep into Hrithik's pelvis while H tongued Tim's balls. This 69ing went on for a while and soon H blew his load. Tim got up and said, "We have to get to my boss's place soon. I wouldn't have rushed it, but man that was a hot session. I'd like to meet again some other time, if you are up to it. I'm still here for a few days". "Sure", grinned Hrithik, as he wanted to make the most of his anonymity and time in LA. They soon got dressed and drove to the Producer's place.
Chapter 4
The place was a swanky house on the beach in a secluded corner. The pool dominated the side of the house and Tim guided H to that area. He could hear some music going on and when they reached the patio, they saw the Producer was in conversation with another guy. Hrithik could not still see who it was as the man in the chair was facing the sea and the Producer. The Producer rose when he saw Tim and H enter the gate. "Hello, hope my assistant was able to make you comfortable and took care of you," he said. Hrithik grinned, "Surely he did a good job", and smiled looking at the Producer with a knowing look. "Well, let me introduce you to Taylor, who may be your costar". Taylor stood up and shook hands, "I've heard of you and was told that you are the biggest star in Bollywood. I am delighted to meet you and hope we can work together on this project." Hrithik replied cordially,"me too. I'm a big fan of the Twilight series".
The Producer ordered his assistant, Tim, to get drinks and bites for everyone and soon they started discussing the script. Since Taylor was slated to play the younger brother who comes to India in search of his older brother, the movie would be shot in India and USA. The Producer wanted to make sure that Taylor was available to shoot in India. Soon it was dusk, and it started getting cooler. The Producer rose and said, "Gentleman, let's take this indoors as its getting cooler and Tim should have dinner ready". Dinner was served and they soon were in the den. Mahogany walls were decorated with black and white posters of shirtless young men who were stars of yesteryears. Deep sofas and love seats and plush carpeting made it a very cozy spot. "So", the Producer asked, how did Tim make you comfortable?" "Oh he drove me", Hrithik replied "and showed me sights". "Would you like to see some more?" asked the Producer with a glint in his eye and then turning toward Taylor.
The Producer turned toward Taylor and said to him, "You know Hritik is a major movie star in Bollywood and so let's give him a warm welcome to Hollywood, in our style". Both smiled and the Producer pulled the young one into his arms, kissing him. Hrithik couldn't believe what he was seeing. Taylor was definitely a hottie and a cutie and the object of adoration of many men and women. But to see him locking lips with another man, right in front of him, wasn't something he had expected to see when he had arrived in LA. The Producer was now busy feeling Taylor's pecs under the fabric of the shirt while their tongues were busy. Hrithik's hard on was very visiible even through the thick material of his jeans. The Producer reached out for him, bringing him closer to them. Taylor broke the kiss and turned toward H and looked at him lustily, falling on his knees. He grabbed H by his pelvis, rubbing his face in the crotch, feeling the rock hard wood. His hands were massaging H's butt and thighs. Hrithik was now kissing the Producer who was undoing his belt and trousers, and soon was pulling Hrithik's polo above his face. Taylor, in the mean time, had started unbuttoning H's jeans and pulling them down. His face was now buried in the black Armani undies that covered that gorgeous physique. The thin material of the undies was wet with precum and Taylor was sucking it through the cloth. Hrithik was pulling out the Producer's T- shirt and then pulled Taylor up to stand between the two of them. Both older guys had now stripped Taylor and soon he was on his knees again but this time with the Producer's cock in his mouth.
After a few minutes of mutual groping, kissing and licking they soon went over to the deep sofas. Hrithik's eleven incher was now in the Producer's mouth, and Taylor's eight inches in Hrithik's mouth. They were both sucking each other while the Producer had stepped away to turn on some music, dim the lights and whispered something on his cellphone. Soon Tim arrived, naked and carrying a platter. The steel platter had some velvet ropes, handcuffs, and a small whip. Hrithik had never used these toys before and was truly intrigued now. He did not know that the Producer was a big fan of the toys and how this scene was going to be played out.
Tim placed the platter on a table nearby and cracked the whip. The Producer almost jumped and looked at Tim. "Get in your position", he motioned to the Producer pointing his whip toward a wall. The Producer walked there, head down, submissively. He was now facing the wall and he raised his arms. Tim had started fastening the straps on the wall to the Producer's hands and legs and so he was spread eagled, facing the wall. There was a deep love seat, facing the wall and Tim asked Hrithik and Taylor to sit on it and "enjoy the show, and participate if you want to".
Tim walked over to the Producer and cracked his whip on the floor. The sound was menacing and although the Producer's face was unseen, his back and butt muscles tensed in apprehension and dread. Hrithik was transfixed at the scene and although Taylor's hand was on H's pec, playing with a nipple, his eyes were on the Producer too. Tim had started teasing the Producer's back with the handle of the whip and they could see him arching his back and letting out a deep sigh. Tim smacked the bare butt and the pale skin showed red marks where the fingers had connected to the skin, instantaneously. Taylor's cock was hard and so was H but neither seemed to want to do anything about it as their attention was totally devoted to what was happening in front of them. Tim raised the whip and lashed it on the bare back diagonally across the massive width and the Producer's head rocked back and let out a deep moan. The next lash was on the thighs and he almost buckled with the pain.
Tim knelt down and kissed the area lovingly while massaging the butt cheeks. Tim stood up and cracked his whip again on the gluteal area this time marking it with a long red line. Hrithik stood up and walked over; kissed the butt where the red mark was and reached up caressing the lats on the sides. He stood behind him, reaching around for the Producer's nipples pinching them, flicking them, caressing them and massaging them. A loud moan emerged from the Producer and Tim smacked that butt again. Hrithik was standing on the side and still playing with the two pointed pencil erasers on the nicely toned pecs of the Producer. There was a slight gap between the wall and the Producer's body but there was no way Hrithik could lick them, so he wet his finger with his tongue and played with the nips again. The wetness increased the sensitivity and the Producer threw his head back. Tim combed the Producer's hair with his fingers and tugged at them, slowly but with a prolonged pull that caused the Producer to wince in pain. Hrithik could see the ecstasy and the agony on the face and wondered if he could ever use that expression in some movie in the future. But his thoughts were soon disrupted as Taylor was kneeling in front of him. Taylor had taken Hrithik's cock and was now sucking him ferociously. Seeing this twentysomething on his knees in a submissive position, Tim put his foot on Taylor's back forcing him to take all of Hrithik's cock in him. Tim had now smacked the Producer's butt with one hand and gave a light whip on Taylor's back. The lash was not too severe as he did with the Producer but Taylor looked up at him as a puppy does when given a special treat. That was the look Tim was waiting for. He wasn't sure if Taylor would want to be disciplined but the look gave him the signal to go ahead. He smacked his whip on Taylor's back and that made him take Hrithik's cock in all the way.
Hrithik was now smacking the Producer's butt and Tim smiled appreciatively. They played with each other for a few more minutes and soon Hrithik pulled out of Taylor's mouth. He walked to the platter and picked up a condom and some lube. He inserted his finger in the Producer's butt and drove it in stretching the sphincter and causing a loud moan. Taylor picked up the condom from Hrithik's hand, opened the wrapper, rolled it over the massive Indian cock and lubed it. Hrithik impaled the Producer's behind and braced himself on the wall behind. He was in deep and now was thrusting it with strong movements of his pelvis. Tim had turned his attention to Taylor; he pushed him to the floor with his foot and pushed it in Taylor's face. Taylor licked the heel and then the toes while Tim was putting on a condom and lubing up also. He kicked Taylor to roll over and as the young werewolf lay on the floor Tim ran his foot down the famous chest, pinching a nipple with his toes. Taylor's eyes closed and he gasped. Tim bent down, lifted Taylor's legs over his shoulders and entered him in one forceful thrust of his pelvis. Taylor cried out at the unexpected entry but Tim had already held his arms down. Hrithik was fucking the Producer standing up and Tim was on Taylor on the floor. Both exchanged a look of delight and smiled at each other, remembering their little tryst earlier. They both came almost simultaneously after about ten minutes of fucking.
Condoms discarded, straps undone, sweat glistening the four hot bodies that lay in a heap on the deep carpeted floor of the den of a famous Hollywood producer. "So," said Taylor, "how was my audition, do I get to play the younger brother in the Bollywood-Hollywood venture?" "We have to consider two other actors as yet'" replied the Producer.