The following story is completely fictional and is not intended to imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned or any personal knowledge about their private lives. However, if they ARE having this sort of fun in their lives, more power to them!
JUSTIN and ALAN - Chapter 10
"You made me a promise, I believe, my young friend."
Justin grinned and nodded. Criss waved his cape, enveloped Justin in it, and the two vanished in the flash of light and smoke.
Nick glanced at his brother before whispering, "oh, shiiiiiiiiit! I don't know what blew my mind more; the treatment or the disappearance!"
Joe cocked an eyebrow. "Fuck, brother; the treatment, hands down. The disappearance was just smoke and mirrors stuff. They're probably right under the stage making their way to an exit that leads to the elevator somewhere."
***************************************************************************** Indeed, the smooth-skinned, bubble-butted singer was in the sinewy arms of the horny illusionist. Criss Angel's hungry mouth was locked on Justin's as he carried the boy along a passageway that led to a private elevator. Angel worked his left middle finger into The Bieb's tight backdoor and was massaging his pleasure button before the elevator even opened.
Before the elevator reached the executive suite where VIP performers resided, Criss had worked a second finger inside and was also massaging Justin's tonsils with his lengthy tongue probe. The Biebs had a tight hold around the Illusionist's neck. As he felt his tonsils being tickled, Justin licked the underside of Criss Angel's tongue. When the Boy Wonder felt his prostate stimulated nearly to the point of no return, he grabbed two fists full of Angel's shaggy mane of hair.
"Wait, hold up; I don't want to cream your leather, Criss. Let's get naked and in your bed first."
"I like your plan, my young friend. You have come a long way since our first time together."
"Well, I was a virgin then.......so of course I've come a long way. You opened up a door to a whole world of pleasure for me- literally as well as figuratively."
Criss Angel let out a deep laugh. "I wasn't so sure I was doing the right thing, until I got my cock inside you that first time. I'll tell you- I wish we could do a regular circuit together; you singing and me doing my illusions."
"But then it would get boring after awhile."
"Boring? You saw what I cooked up for your friend, Alan Valdez. There is no limit to what my imagination can create in the minds of others."
"Well that's just it. The REAL stuff might get boring after awhile. Now that I know some of your trade secrets, the `creative' activities probably wouldn't work on me."
"But if I secretly slipped you one of my pharmaceutical concoctions........."
"Nah. I don't do drugs; you know that."
"Good man. The best high is a natural high."
"Fucking with you gives me a natural high, Criss. I wouldn't want to lose that by doing it too often."
Justin smiled broadly at the Illusionist, and the lip-locking recommenced.
"Joe, do you think he's okay? I mean, he's still out cold."
"His pulse is getting stronger, Nick. I think, though, that it's going to be quite awhile until he can get it up again. You saw what happened. Unless he's got turbo-balls, he's not recovering his groove anytime soon."
Nick Jonas nudged Alan Valdez's cock with an index finger. It remained limp as overcooked spaghetti. Fondling his testicles brought no better results. He did notice the hot Mexican model mumbling in his unconscious state. He seemed to be saying, "no Bieber, no Bieber" over and over.
"We could get a wheelchair and bring him back upstairs," Joe suggested.
Nick looked in the prop room backstage and, sure enough, he found what they needed. They lifted Alan from the body board on the table, and they sat him up in the chair. The sheet that had covered Alan initially during the treatment was now wrapped around him like a toga. Alan Valdez looked like a sleeping Greek god. The Jonas boys wheeled him to the elevator and took him back to the suite.
When they lifted him from the chair and into bed, he curled up sideways in a fetal position. Joe's eyes flashed with evil hunger.
"Geez, brother- that ass of his. I just can't resist."
Joe Jonas stripped and got in bed with the Mexi-hunk. "Toss me the lube, Nick, will ya?"
Joe greased his pole and Alan's threshold; he was inside in a flash. Watching the sexy model getting fucked while unconscious was too stimulating for Nick. The younger Jonas stripped and got in bed facing Alan. Joe's thrusts propelled Alan's package against Nick. Nick's hard dick was sandwiched between his own abs and Alan's. Nick Jonas sucked on one of fuck toy's stiff, protruding nipples. His hand worked the opposite pectoral muscle. Between the fucking from behind and the frotting in front, Alan Valdez was getting totally mauled. That, and the stimulation of his chest, was awakening Alan's sleeping libido. His balls churned with seed production as his body was ascending its climax escalator.
Inside the Master bedroom of Criss Angel's suite, the two ravenously horny entertainers writhed on the king-size bed, naked and sweaty. The Illusionist persistently worked his fingers (rings off) into the tight space between The Bieb's clenched butt cheeks. Justin, meanwhile, had his index fingers tickling the very sensitive canal of both ears of his attacker. When Angel started laughing, he lost his concentration on the Bieber butt. Justin grabbed Criss Angel's wild hair and pulled his face closer, gazing almost hypnotically into the Illusionist's eyes.
"Fuck me, Daddy."
"Of course, Son; your wish is my command."
Angel pushed The Bieb's legs back so his knees were nearly even with his head. A lube mixture of saliva, pre-cum from both and a peach-scented oil was rubbed generously into the target opening. The two tongue-wrestled as Criss applied the lube thoroughly and lovingly, using a gentle hand while his other forearm braced Justin's legs. Criss Angel grasped The Bieb's upper legs and positioned himself for entry, his plum-sized cockhead throbbing with lust. He pressed forward and his knob slipped into the relaxed back door of his conquest. Justin wriggled his bottom and then clenched the intruder as it popped into him. The Illusionist swooped his arms underneath Justin's back and hugged the boy tightly as he rammed his eight inches completely in. Justin's eyes bulged as he felt the expansion of his rectum. Angel's pulsing cock beat against the singer's prostate gland, stimulating it to an accelerated constriction. As the two lay
sandwiched together, their mouths feasting on each other and Angel's cock expanding, an explosion of seed burst forth from Justin and spread between their lower torsos as Angel rocked them in the bed with his continued thrusts. Criss pulled Justin yet tighter to him. He lifted the boy as he raised up on his haunches to a sitting position. Criss then threw his own head back and bellowed as he unleashed his own volley of cum deep inside Justin's bowels. The pulses of Angel's orgasm sent multiple shock waves through Justin. The horny teen came a second and third time while clenched against the muscular body of the rapacious Illusionist. As their mutual releases subsided, Criss Angel lowered Justin to the bed and they both savored each other's lips and tongue while lying on their sides facing each other.
"Oh FUCK!!" Joe Jonas arched his back as his loins spewed a healthy blast of semen into Alan's narrow chute. Joe gripped Alan's hip bones forcefully as the spasms continued, and instinct drove him repeatedly against the fuck toy's luscious butt.
Nick had encircled Alan's waist and held him close as his brother's thrusts made it seem like the Mexi-stud was humping the younger Jonas. Nick detected an expanding appendage between them. Alan Valdez was returning to full potency. Nick slipped his own throbbing cock between Alan's muscular thighs where leaking pre-cum served as the perfect lube.
Joe's spasms had subsided, but he was still hard as a rock. He maneuvered everybody so that Nick was now on his back on the bottom with Alan sandwiched between them.
"Shit, brother; this is a lot of weight on top of me. If you're going to go another round with his ass, try not to collapse the bed, okay?"
Joe laughed. "You need to know, bro, that these Vegas suites come with heavy-duty reinforced bed frames so prevent that."
"Then try not to crush me, okay?"
"Spread your legs a little, plant your feet and push your pelvis upwards. It's a good ab exercise and it will take some of the force off your backbone."
As Nick began the lift, Alan's eyes popped open. He looked with great hunger into Nick's eyes. Joe was too busy stirring Alan's rectum to notice the quick movement when the Mexi-stud swooped his arms around Nick's waist and drove his now fully-erect pole into the younger Jonas' unsuspecting butt. To keep Nick quiet, Alan clamped his mouth over the boy's lips and began an oral cavity attack. Nick struggled, but Joe thought the sounds he heard were coming from a slowly awakening Latino stud.
(To be continued....................................)
Hope to hear from anyone who enjoys the latest installment. Many thanks to new readers and loyal fans ----------for their encouragement. I shall endeavor to make Chapter 11 as stimulating as 10 was.
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