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.
A little repeat from 3:
Nick fished into his jeans pocket for a key Justin had given him earlier. He could hear a muffled commotion coming from the bedroom, so he let himself in to the trailer. Nick had no doubt that something sexual was taking place in the bedroom, judging from the groans and the rhythmic bouncing of a bed. He tiptoed to the bedroom door and his jaw dropped.
Justin's legs were like the letter V, with a tanned, muscular ass rising and slamming into the vertex of that V. Nick heard grunts and groans from the couple engaged in an obvious fuckfest.
Nick was transfixed on Alan Valdez's fabulous butt. Nick felt his own cock leap to attention and start throbbing in his tight jeans. He had only one thing he could do: Nick quickly stripped and jumped onto Alan's back.
JUSTIN and ALAN - Chapter 4
Alan was engulfed in such a sexual feeding frenzy that he hardly noticed the interruption. Justin was knocked totally breathless from the additional weight on top of the pile of hot bodies. Nick wrapped both arms around Alan's neck, sucked a hickey on the Adonis' neck, and slipped his pre-cum dripping cock between Alan's ass cheeks. Feeling the suction on his neck and knowing that Justin was directly underneath caused Alan to jerk his head furiously.
"What the fuck? Nick Jonas, you little fucker."
Alan reached behind himself, grabbed Nick's arm, and forced him onto the mattress beside Justin. He was still firmly imbedded in Justin's tight hole. Justin kicked his legs out convulsively as he struggled to get a breath. Alan had an arm across Nick's throat, so the youngest Jonas was also having breathing difficulties.
Recognizing Justin's distress, Alan clamped his mouth over the singer and blew him a breath. Justin coughed and then began to inhale and exhale rapidly. Alan's swiveling hips caused a massive rubbing against Justin's prostate. His eyes bulged and he cried out as he unleashed a voluminous orgasm.
"Holy mother of fuck", Justin gasped. "That was the most awesome jolt I've ever felt."
Justin wrapped his arms around Alan's neck and pulled him into yet another deep kiss. As the two tangled their tongues together, Justin felt a hard pounding on his left shoulder. He turned to see Nick beginning to turn blue in the face.
"Shit, Alan; let him have some air. But you don't need to blow any into his mouth."
Alan released the hold he had across Nick's windpipe, and young Mr. Jonas drew a deep breath. He lay there panting for several minutes while Alan eyed him with suspicion. The hot Latino needed a pee break, so he withdrew from Justin and sauntered to the bathroom. Justin watched his lover with a silly grin on his face and then turned to Nick.
"You've got some explaining to do, Nick. What's the idea of crashing my good time?"
"I wasn't sure if he was making you feel good or killing you, Justin. When I saw you guys from the doorway, my prick just kind of took over. Before I knew what I was doing, I was on top of you guys."
"Well, 3-somes can be fun.......like when we've had Dylan or Cole over for a weekend. I don't think Alan has any thoughts of being anyone's bottom, though. He's strictly a top as far as I can tell."
"I can see that he has YOU under his spell."
"Yeah.....well.......I'm thinking of maybe canceling a few concerts and just hanging with Alan."
"Are you out of your fucking mind? Do you know how far in advance those tickets sold out? You'd do that to your fans? And you think your manager and publicist are going to just give their blessing on your plan? Think again, you crazy horndog."
Alan strode back from the bathroom, stroking his still pulsing pole of fuck muscle.
"Okay you guys, who's up for the next round of pounding? Justin, you need a rest? I could show your buddy Nick a little bit of fuck heaven."
Nick raised an eyebrow.
"Save it. You must be some kind of sex addict or something."
Then they all laughed. Sex addict? All three liked it anytime, anyplace. The necessary intrusion of musical performances was the only thing that kept Nick and Justin from more active sex lives. Alan got a sheepish grin on his face and licked his lips.
"Tell you what: I know you and Justin like to fuck, Nick. Why don't we try a 3-some. I hear you can get a powerful orgasm with your ass plugged while you're fucking somebody else. Justin can lean over the bed; Nick, you fuck his ass while I pound yours. What do you say?"
Justin and Nick gave each other a quick look and a shrug.
"Why not?" they spoke in unison.
Nick lubed himself and entered a waiting Justin. Alan was just doing the same when the trailer door was knocked open. Several pairs of footsteps rushed towards the bedroom.
"Alan Valdez, you're under arrest. Pull out of that guy you've got under you, get down on the floor and put your arms behind your back."
Alan looked at the 2 uniformed police and 2 plain clothes detectives who'd entered the room. He did as he was told, but argued.
"We ain't doing anything that nobody didn't consent to. What's the big idea?"
The senior detective sneered at the naked hunk and spoke.
"You're wanted in 4 states for the sexual exploitation of a half dozen teenaged boys who are all patients of various psych wards. Seems they were driven into some kind a sexually insane state of mind from whatever you were doing to them."
"Yeah, well- I'm just good at what I do. Any of you officers want some?"
One of the uniformed policemen dropped his drawn pistol on the top of Alan's head.
"Oops. Slipped."
The cops then handcuffed Alan Valdez, made him get dressed (which isn't easy to do while one is handcuffed) and led him out to a patrol car.
Justin and Nick were left to satisfy each other's needs, and life pretty much settled back to what was normal before Selena's party.
THE END
Sorry to abruptly end this tale of tail-desire. I decided to concentrate my time on my newer story: "The Neighbor Series" which can be found under the heading of "Adult - Youth". I'm not so sure that's the best category (I suggested "beginnings") but that's where the Nifty folks put it.
Thanks to all of you who have faithfully followed this short story. (David called it a j/o story, which I suppose it is.) Keep reading and keep commenting. Nifty's authors thrive as a result of your feedback.
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