Michael Ass-bender (Evan Peters Part 1)
Disclaimer: This story is purely a work of fiction. This story does not imply anything about the true sexuality of the celebrities mentioned nor imply any personal knowledge about their private lives.
Since his famous nude scene in the film `Shame', Michael Fassbender has been known for being as hung as the proverbial horse. His fat Irish-German cock swinging side to side as he walks to the bathroom is truly an iconic moment in cinematic penis history. But having only appeared in the film flaccid, most people don't know the true extent of his size.
Although he knew it was pretty big from comments he'd received in the past, Michael himself hadn't even actually measured it. It just wasn't something he ever thought compelled to do. Granted, he was glad that he was blessed with a fat cock and a nice set of low hanging balls, but he was more than happy just knowing that much.
Like any urban legend, people's accounts of Fassbender's fantastical dick differ wildly.
"It's not actually that much bigger than it is flaccid."
"Dude, it was like a foot long!!!"
"He's more of a shower not a grower."
"It's the biggest dick I've ever seen in my life!"
Alicia Vikander, Fassbender's wife, hadn't ever seen it in the flesh (pun intended), let alone touched it or felt it inside her. In fact, they didn't even sleep in the same bed. Or the same room. Or, in fact, the same house.
And this was because Michael Fassbender is gay.
He wasn't a pride parade, rainbow flags kind of gay, but he was pretty comfortable with his sexuality in his private life. However, his talent agency advised him to keep it on the down low so that he could keep booking acting jobs. He was told that no directors would want to hire him if couldn't continue to appeal to cougars and gay men with his big dick, `daddy' look and brooding on-screen presence.
His team matched him up with Alicia, a closet case actress who (like Fassbender) was famous enough but not too famous to attract a lot of media attention. Soon enough, they were married by the powers vested in Hollywood. Alicia and Michael's relationship was very professional. They were purely colleagues. There was no love and definitely no sexual chemistry. Moving to Lisbon, paired with the fact they weren't exactly huge A-listers, gave the two a chance to keep a low profile away from paparazzi and the eyes of the public.
In Hollywood, a lot of famous actors are gay, or at least willing to suck on a dick to book their next job. No one spills each other's secrets though, because that would just lead to a domino effect of exposés. Everyone has dirt on one another, but everyone keeps their mouth shut to keep their reputations intact and their net worth looking healthy. It's just a big clusterfuck web of lies, secrets, drugs and anal sex.
There have always been rumours in the industry that Fassbender is a total sex hound. And they were true. Just like his character in `Shame', Fassbender is an absolute sex addict. But he wouldn't just fuck anything on two legs with a pulse. Michael Fassbender had a big thing for big bubble butts. Any time he saw one, his dick would twitch and he'd envision bending the guy over right there and then. He loved grabbing them, slapping them, spreading them open and fucking them. The bigger and bouncier, the better.
Unfortunately for him, he couldn't just fuck anyone. It was too risky. I mean, that didn't stop him from fucking the odd bubble-butted flight attendant, production assistant or pool boy when he couldn't resist the urge to pull down their pants and stick his big daddy cock in their jiggly asses. But he had to choose his battles carefully, and his hard, twitching dick was left disappointed more than a few times when he had to resist the urge to root a cute waiter that was clearly down to get fucked. This left him with very little opportunities to stick his dick in a willing hole. He spent many nights with a laptop, box of tissues and his right hand watching some porn featuring some dude with a big butt getting pounded.
However, it during his time on the set of `X-Men: Days of Future Past' a few years prior that he realised that a reliable source of discrete ass was actually other celebrities.
This was his second X-Men film after `First Class', arguably his biggest role to date. He was keen to catch up with his ex-cast mates, and meet some of the newer cast members, as well as some of his personal idols who had been in the original trilogy.
Having arrived a bit late to the first table read, everyone else was already there and seated.
"Sorry I'm late guys! My driver got lost."
"All good. We just sat down a few minutes ago," said Bryan Singer, who would be directing this movie. They had met during `First Class', which Singer produced.
He took his seat in between James McAvoy and Jennifer Lawrence, waving to everyone as he made his way there. As he pulled the script out of his bag, he scanned the room to suss out the eye candy situation.
Lucas Till and Nicholas Hoult, who he had worked with on `First Class', were obviously hot, but didn't have enough junk in the trunk to get his engine revving. Hugh Jackman, James Marsden and Booboo Stewart were a handsome guys too, but again didn't have that jiggly bubble butt he loved.
He looked to his left and made eye contact with a guy and exchanged a quick smile. He wasn't familiar with him, so he glanced at his name card, which said `Evan Peters - Quicksilver'. Like James McAvoy, he was kind of cute, but not someone he would take a second look at if he walked past him in the street. So sadly, no hotties to root during production for this one.
The cast then got straight to work. He was super excited about the movie and the script was pretty great. Having been a fan of the original trilogy, he loved the concept of the movie and getting to share the screen with legends like Sir Ian McKellen and Sir Patrick Stewart.
They took a short break, because some of the cast wanted to go for a smoke. Michael took it as an opportunity to quickly go to the bathroom. On his way back into the table read room, he saw it--a bubble butt that made his dick twitch.
It belonged to Evan, who was leaning over the table as he chatted with Sophie Turner and Peter Dinklage about their show `Game of Thrones'. He was wearing these obscenely tight grey sweatpants that rode up the crack between his big ass cheeks. The way he bent over was just begging for Fassbender to come over, rip his shorts off and dive in face first. That fat ass totally made Michael change his mind about his co-star.
"Fuck, that ass looks good," he thought. "So what if he's a bit of a butterface? If I'm pounding that ass from behind, it won't matter anyway."
Before anyone saw his big cock making a tent in his pants, he sat back down, pretending to look at his phone. Checking to see if anyone was behind him, he took a few sneaky pictures of Evan's ass to save for later.
The rest of the cast slowly came back into the room and Singer suggested they finish the read through. Evan walked past him and his horse cock throbbed watching as Evan's ass jiggled with each step back to his seat. This guy was just asking to be fucked.
During the rest of the read, he could barely concentrate on the script as all the blood from his body made its way to his dick. His mind was also busy fantasising about bending Evan over his chair and sliding his big cock inside the guy's juicy bubble butt. He couldn't wait to get home and shoot his load over the pictures he took of that ass.
After finally finishing the read through, he wanted to make his getaway as quickly as he could, but everyone seemed like they wanted to stay back at have a friendly chat.
"Long time no see, Fassbender!"
It was Nicholas Hoult wanting to catch up with him. Not wanting to be a dickhead (after all, word travels quickly in Hollywood about actors being rude), he stayed back and made polite conversation with everyone--Halle Berry, Ellen Page, James Marsden, and so on. He even got to meet Sir Ian McKellen, who he got to bond with over their shared character.
Although the conversations were a good distraction, he'd catch Evan's bubble butt out the corner of his eye every now and then, causing his dick to throb again and again whenever it came into his peripheral. He had to cover his huge boner with his script, hoping the obscene tent wasn't too obvious to anyone.
As the chit chat wound down and the cast expressed wanting to leave for dinner plans and such, they all began filing out of the room. Michael was walking right behind Evan, staring as his ass bounced as he took each step.
"Fuck," he thought as his dick throbbed again, swearing his cock head just leaked a bit of precum.
The entire cast made their way to the elevator down to the car park where there drivers were waiting for them. With everyone cramming in, it was a tight fit. And just his luck, Evan and his bubble butt were pressed right up against him and his hard cock. While they were all awkwardly standing in the elevator together, Evan shifted his weight from one leg to the other, inadvertently rubbing his soft, jiggly butt against Michael's big throbbing dick. Just as he almost came in his pants from the feeling of Evan's ass rubbing against his cock, they arrived at the car park floor and got out.
On the ride back to his hotel, Michael sat in the back seat. He opened his photo app to see the pictures he took of Evan's ass. It was perfect. Big, soft, jiggly cheeks stuffed into a pair of grey sweatpants that looked like they were painted on. He gave his hard dick a squeeze unconsciously, then closed his phone, excited to get back to his room and pump out a few loads.
As soon as he stepped into his hotel room, he dropped his bag on the ground. He took his shirt off and his pants followed. He looked down and saw that the top right hand side of his underwear was wet where his dick head was leaking precum all day. He took them off too, then climbed into bed.
He unlocked his phone, then went back to the photos of the butt that had gotten him so worked up. Michael slowly stroked his big, veiny uncut cock as he stared at Evan's bent over ass, holding down on the photo to activate the live photo function, silently thanking Apple for inventing this technology so he could see Evan's ass in action.
He picked up his pace as he worked his heavy fuckstick as he swiped through each photo again. His mind's eye alternated between winding back to watching Evan's ass jiggle and feeling it against his dick in the elevator, and imagining Evan's bubbly ass bouncing on his dick in his very hotel bed. Precum was flying everywhere out of his red cock head and it making his hand all wet, creating a delicious sound as he pumped his massive dick.
While still stroking his thick, heavy cock, he exited the photos app and opened Safari. Hoping there might be something juicy on the Internet, he searched for Evan Peters nude'. His cock throbbed and spewed out some more precum when he saw some stills from the show American Horror Story' which, much to his gratitude, had featured Evan in a number of nude scenes showing off his best asset.
He clicked on a clip of one of Evan's nude scenes. As the video loaded, he was getting so close to busting as he thought about Evan's bubble butt. Cursing the shitty hotel WiFi and slowing his strokes down so he didn't cum just yet, the video started buffering.
He had no context of the scene at all, which featured Evan playing some catatonic character naked in a bath tub. Based on the video thumbnail, he knew Evan's ass would show up and he was just waiting for that moment. He knew it was coming as Evan's character got out of the bath tub. His bouncing ass came into frame as Evan stomped around the room as he started yelling and throwing things as his character was getting flashbacks.
"Fuck," whispered Michael as he was getting even closer to shooting his load.
There were other scenes: Evan fucking a girl against a closet, Evan getting fucked in doggy position by a guy in rubber, Evan getting it on with Colton Haynes.
Just as he couldn't hold it in anymore, Michael opened a scene of Evan getting pushed into a shower, ass jiggling as he stepped into it. As the other actor in the scene hosed his ass, Michael shot his load, imagining he was showering Evan's incredible bubble butt with his cum.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," he repeated as his built-up load shot all over himself and the bed.
Load after load shot out of his huge cock, making a mess everywhere. And it was all from this boy's butt. Slowing his strokes as he came down from his high, his cock slowly deflating, he reached for the box of tissues to wipe up the cum he wished he had shot all over Evan's jiggly ass.
He was so keen to start production for the movie in a few weeks, hoping he would get the chance to fuck Evan Peter's gorgeous bubble butt.
To be continued.
Please feel free to reach out if you have any feedback. After the next chapter, Michael will be fucking some more of our bubble-butted faves in Hollywood. I have a few in mind, but come at me with any suggestions in case I missed out on any.