Michael Ass-bender (Evan Peters Part 2)
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Just over 2 months in, filming for `X-Men: Days of Future Past' was well underway. Based on the cast's individual schedules, the production team had decided to begin with shooting the scenes set in the future with the actors in the original trilogy. They hadn't been able to get all the scenes the way they wanted, which meant some more reshooting in a few months for that cast.
For the cast shooting the scenes based in the 70s, filming had just started. Fassbender was accommodated in a swanky hotel for the 2 months they were expecting to shoot in Canada. He loved being on set. It was long days, sometimes more than 18 hours on set, but he felt really lucky getting to be part of such a huge production. Despite the buzz his movie `Shame' had (no doubt because of his big horse cock), getting to play Magneto in the X-Men franchise was the biggest opportunity he had in his career thus far.
He worked his ass off memorising his script and throwing himself into the role as the complex mutant villain. He was always professional and (bar someone else stuffing up) usually nailed his scenes within a few takes.
After working out at the hotel gym, he double checked his filming schedule to go over his lines again for his first scene. According to the schedule, it would be in 4 days' time. It was actually with Evan Peters, but it would unfortunately be the only scene they had together. He was slightly nervous, because he took his job seriously and he didn't think he could be at peak performance if he was so close to Evan's jiggly bubble butt all day. Fassbender thanked God they only had this one scene together; his dick had a mind of its own, and having a permanent hard on on set definitely wouldn't be good at all.
Just has he began thinking about Evan, his dick starting plumping up thinking about his co-star's ass again.
"Fuck, that boy's ass has my cock going crazy," he thought, unzipping his pants and pulling down his underwear. "I'm gonna have to knock out a load or two before I film my scenes with him."
He began tugging his fat cock, watching Evan's nude scenes again on his phone, before eventually firing a load all over himself, some of his cum even hitting his own face. His cock began deflating as he laid in his hotel bed thinking about how he'd be able to get through his scenes with Evan and his juicy ass.
His phone pinged with an email notification. The costume designer was reminding him to come in tomorrow morning at half past nine for his costume fittings. They had all his measurements and clothes in his size generally fit pretty well on his frame, which wasn't too bulky nor too thin; the fitting was just to make any minor alterations if needed and to ensure they moved well for the actor, looked good on camera and fit the scene before getting the final okay from the director.
Fassbender removed his clothes, then made his way to the shower to wash away the sweat from his workout as well as the cum he had shot all over himself, the hot running water feeling good against his spent cock. He was thinking about what he'd order for dinner, but his dirty mind drifted back to Evan's thick ass.
"If only I could eat his ass for dinner," he thought as his cock began to rise again, not even 2 minutes after firing a huge load thinking about the very same guy.
Fassbender was soon pumping out another load in the shower, the evidence washing away with the water. Right before bed, he had yet another wank session. He couldn't get enough of Evan's ass. He was obsessed with it. The round globes of Evan's butt were perfect in Fassbender's mind. He loved the way it jiggled, even when the boy walked--a sign of a truly bubbly ass. What he'd give to pull his pants down, tongue fuck his hole, then roughly pound Evan with his monster cock while watching his ass bounce with each thrust. Michael eventually drifted off the sleep, the third orgasm completely knocking him out.
Fassbender was still within the grips of sleep as his mind's eye immediately conjured up memories of Evan's beautiful ass. Michael's morning wood throbbed, requiring his attention to be relieved. Slowly coming to, he rolled over, rubbing his rock hard cock into the firm mattress as he imagined waking up next to his co-star and humping his soft ass.
He rolled back onto his back, then reached down to rub his big, needy dick. His swollen, red cock head was all wet from leaking precum; Evan's ass just had a way of getting his balls churning.
"Fuck!" Fassbender said aloud, a sudden feeling of panic shaking him fully awake.
He reached for his phone on the nightstand to his right. 9:07 AM. He was going to be late for his costume fitting.
"You're gonna have to wait," he thought as he ripped off the sheets to see his stiff, leaking cock begging to be jerked off.
"Sorry I'm late!" Fassbender said, bursting into the fitting room.
"That's okay, Michael!" Louise, the costume designer, replied as she was placing some clothes back on a rack, "You and Evan have the same fitting time, so I was just getting him into his costumes."
"Evan's here?"
"Yes, he's just in the bathroom getting changed."
The costume designer handed Fassbender his costume, which would be a grey prison outfit for his prison break scene with Evan, whose character Quicksilver would be busting Magneto out of the Pentagon where he was being held for assassinating JFK.
"Excuse me," Evan said, peeking his head out through the bathroom door, "I think these pants are a bit tight."
"Come, let me have a look," said Louise.
"Like, I actually can't get them on..."
"I must have gotten your size wrong then," she said, pull out a measuring tape, "Can I measure you again?"
Evan sheepishly walked out of the bathroom, going slightly red. He waddled over to the costumer designer, clutching onto his too-tight black skinny jeans so they wouldn't fall to the ground.
"They wouldn't fit over my ass," he said with a slight nervous giggle in his voice.
"Sorry about that! Just take them off."
Evan turned around, bent over and peeled off his jeans, revealing a tight pair of blue Calvin Klein briefs that looked like they were painted onto his round bubble butt. Fassbender could swear he almost took him pants off so slowly deliberately just to tease him. The costume designer kneeled behind him and wrapped her measuring tape around his waist, then jotted down his measurement before doing the same around his butt.
"Fuck, I need to get into costume design just so I can get close to some more asses," Fassbender thought.
Blood starting to make its way to his cock, which was still on edge from being blue-balled earlier this morning. Holding his costume over the obvious tent his still-massive semi was creating, Fassbender excused himself to use the bathroom to change into his costume.
The pants and top fit pretty well, and after a quick once over in the mirror, he went back out to let the costume designer have a look, his cock thankfully now soft again. As he walked out, both eyes were on him.
"Wow that looks good!" Evan said, still in just a T-shirt and briefs as Louise was rummaging through the racks to find a new pair of pants that would accomodate his big ass.
Fassbender could've sworn he saw Evan's eyes drift down before making their way back up to meet his eye contact as he turned to face him, but it was probably just his horned up mind playing tricks on him.
"How does it fit?" asked Louise, "Like, is it comfortable to move in?"
"Yeah, it's pretty good."
Louise handed Evan a pair of pants, before walking over to Michael. She began pulling at his costume's fabric to see the fit. Meanwhile Evan made his way back to the bathroom to get changed again.
"Okay, I'm happy with that," the costume designer said, taking out her phone to snap some photos of him in the costume, "You can try out this next."
She handed him a shirt, a coat and a pair of flared pants that screamed "70s".
There was only one bathroom available to get changed in, so he'd have to share with Evan.
"Hey Evan, can I come in?" he asked after he knocked on the door.
"Yeah, come in!"
Evan had a different shirt on, and looked like he was about to try his pants on. Summoning every bit of self control he could muster, Fassbender was careful not to check out Evan's ass in case he got caught or worse, got another boner--definitely not something you want happening during a costume fitting. Fassbender quickly stripped off his prison outfit then picked up the pants, ready to put them on.
"Um, Mike? I think I need some help..."
"Yeah mate?" Fassbender said, looking up to see a sight that instantly gave him a semi.
Evan was trying to put a pair of leather pants on, but the incredibly tight trousers would just not go up over his ass. The boy was struggling with the pants, making his fat ass cheeks jiggle as he tried to pull them up. And even better, he was in a thong, exposing his milky white bubble butt. Fassbender could've sworn that his cock squirted out some precum as he saw Evan's jiggling, thonged ass.
"Um..." Fassbender was at a loss for words.
"These pants are so fucking tight, but I think they'll fit. I just need a bit of help," Evan said nervously with a bit of a giggle, giving up on trying to squeeze is fat ass into the tight pants.
Fassbender thought this was a good a chance as any to see if Peters would be keen to take his cock, so he wanted to test the waters a bit.
"Well it doesn't help when you have a big ass like that," he replied as he made he way over, letting out a chuckle in the most relaxed way he could.
"It makes fitting into pants a nightmare though! I mean, you could probably relate given the size of your... you know," Evan said, blushing as he turned to face Fassbender.
"So he's seen my dick..." Fassbender thought.
"And how do you know how big it is?" he quipped cheekily.
"Okay, confession: I watched `Shame' after I heard all the buzz about it and it was such a great movie. You really deserved to an Oscar nom that year."
"Thanks mate, I appreciate it."
"Maybe he isn't into men," Fassbender thought, consciously deciding not to press further just yet, "That's a shame with an ass like that."
"Okay so I just need you to help me pull my pants up," Evan said turning back around, flashing his big round ass to Michael.
"Sure thing, mate."
"Also, before you think I'm a weirdo, this is not my thong. Louise just thought that wearing regular underwear would create a visible panty line, which apparently is a big no no. I've never even worn a thong before!" Evan rambled nervously, which Fassbender thought was kind of cute.
"It's all good. Don't stress," he said to reassure him, suppressing the urge to mention that he thought the actor should wear a thong more often.
"Okay, just try to pull from the back while I try to pull the front up," suggested Evan.
"Easy."
"Fuck," Fassbender thought as he reached out for the waistband of Evan's leather pants which were squeezing his bubbly ass cheeks in the most absurdly hot way, "Here goes."
At this point, Fassbender's dick was rock hard again as his hands made contact with Evan's big bubble butt; the object of his jerk-off sessions for the past few months was literally in his hands. Evan began yanking at the waist line and Fassbender copied the actions. His cock throbbed and leaked out more precum as each movement caused Evan's perfect ass to ripple. Fassbender wanted so badly to just grab those big ass cheeks and give them a spank to see them really jiggle.
"Well this isn't working," Evan said, sighing, "I need to get an ass reduction."
"No, don't do that!" Fassbender blurted out, without even thinking.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he thought.
Evan turned around.
"Oh my god," he said as he looked down, his eyes landing on Michael's very noticeable hard on.
"Fuck!" Fassbender whispered aloud, using his hands to cover up his gigantic throbbing cock, the contact only making his dick even harder. What was ever worse was that see Evan's ass jiggling had caused his cock to leak so much precum that it made a stain through the pants. It was pointless trying to hide his huge problem.
"Wow," Evan said, not looking away from Fassbender's monstrous cock, "Here I was thinking you were just a shower, but you're definitely a grower too."
Michael was mortified. His probably straight co-star had caught him red-handed and hard-cocked. He didn't know what to say that could make the situation better.
"I mean, I knew it was big, but not THAT big," Evan continued.
He moved even closer.
"Can I... Can I see it? I mean, I can basically see how big it is anyway. I just want to see it in the flesh so to speak," he said, letting out a small laugh at the end.
"Uhh."
Fassbender still didn't know what to say. Evan moved even closer to Fassbender, then paused. His hand slowly reached out to touch Fassbender's still rock-hard dick, brushing over the fabric of the old actor's briefs.
"Can I...?" Evan asked quietly, moving his gaze upwards to look into Fassbender's eyes.
Fassbender could only muster up a nod. Evan then proceeded to get onto his knees before reaching for the waistband of Fassbender's underwear. Peeling them down slowly over the long cock, he looked up with a look that was both intense yet innocent. That made Fassbender's dick throb, his member flinging out of his underwear and slapping Evan in the face with a heavy thud.
"Fuck," he said aloud in shock, a streak of precum painted on his cheek.
That sight made Fassbender want to throat fuck the boy right then and there. Evan grabbed his dick with both hands, moving his face closer to get an up-close look at the incredible cock which was longer than his head.
"Wow, you've got such a perfect cock, man. It's so heavy too. Do you know how big it is?"
"No," Fassbender managed to get out, "I've never actually measured it."
Evan let go of his cock, then pushed himself off the floor as he looked around the room.
"Ah!" he said as he walked over to the bench to pick up a measuring tape, his ass bouncing with each step.
He got back on his knees in front of Fassbender's big cock, which was bouncing up and down involuntarily as it throbbed, not getting the attention it needed. Evan placed one end of the tape on the base of Michael's big dick to hold it steady, then extended the tape up to the tip, inadvertently brushing the wet head with his hand as he did so.
"Just under 12 inches. That's 30 centimetres for you Europeans."
"The more you know!" replied Fassbender.
"I'm still so shocked at how massive your cock is," Evan said as he continued staring at the rock hard cock in awe, "Do they make all German sausages this big and juicy? Fuck!"
Fassbender let out a hearty laugh, finally easing into the situation, his cock bouncing up and down again.
"I've never seen an uncut cock this close before," Evan said, "It's so interesting."
He wrapped one hand just belong Fassbender's wet red cock head, slowly stroking it as he watched the foreskin gliding back and forth with an adorable curiosity. A copious amount of precum was leaking from the piss slit, some getting all over Evan's hand and some dripping to the floor. Fassbender let out a moan, not being able to suppress how good Evan jerking him off felt.
Evan looked up again with a grin as he starting stroking the big dick faster, eventually even using his other hand to help out.
"This dick needs a third hand," he said, making both men laugh.
Evan looked back at Fassbender's dick. He stared at it curiously, then stuck his tongue out tentatively to kitten lick the wet head.
"Oh fuck," Fassbender sighed.
Evan licked it a few more times, tasting the precum. Fassbender was trying his best to not grab the boy's head and shoving his cock down Evan's throat. As if reading his mind, Evan opened his mouth and began to suck on the apricot-sized head of Fassbender's horse cock. Fassbender move his hand to Evan's head, running his fingers through his hair. Evan pulled his mouth off the dick, making his way to Michael's balls to give them a lick as he continued stroking the big cock.
"Mmm, fuck yeah."
Evan went back to his cock, sucking on the head while swirling the piss slit with his tongue. Fassbender pushed slightly on his head, encouraging the boy to go down further. Evan made it to 3 or 4 inches before coughing and coming off the dick for some air.
"Sorry," Evan said, eyes watering, "Haven't done this in a while."
"`In a while' he said..." Fassbender took a mental note to ask him about that later.
Evan went back to sucking him off, every now and then trying to stuff as much of the giant cock in his mouth as possible before coming off and focussing his oral efforts on the head while stroking the rest with his hands. While it felt good, Fassbender had some other things he wanted to do to this boy before shooting his load. He reached down to take his cock out of Evan's mouth, before grabbing his hand to help him up off the floor.
"Not good?" Evan asked nervously.
Michael pulled him in, his hands grabbing Evan's fat butt and giving it a squeeze.
"No, I just have another idea," Fassbender said with a smirk, before going in for a kiss.
The two made out sloppily as they slipped their tongues into each others mouths, Evan biting on Michael's bottom lip every now and then. Fassbender couldn't resist squeezing the boys soft ass cheeks while rubbing his hard cock against Evan's, which was as equally hard at this point. He slipped his finger in between Evan's bubbly cheeks and under the thong to stroke Evan's tight, hairless hole, which was twitching as he rubbed it with his fingers.
"Fuck," Evan moaned, pulling away from the kiss.
Fassbender used it as an opportunity to attack his neck as he played with the boy's hole.
"Turn around," he demanded, releasing the thong, which snapped on Evan's hole.
Evan followed his command, bending over slightly to show off his pale but bubbly ass, exposing his hairless, pink hole which was twitching uncontrollably. Fassbender slapped Evan's butt with his thick cock, the cheeks rippling as a result. Turned on beyond belief, he slid his cock in between the boy's bubble butt, rubbing against his twitching hole, leaving some precum behind. Not wanting to fuck the boy just yet, Fassbender got on his knees, Evan's big ass right in front of his face. He gave it a slap, and jiggled it with his hands.
"This ass is perfect."
"Yeah?"
"100%."
Fassbender pulled the thong down and spread the thick ass cheeks, exposing Evan's perfect hole. He gave it a tentative swipe with his tongue, earning a moan from Evan.
"Fuck yeah."
Michael took that as an invitation to keep going. He dove in face first, attacking the boy's tight pink hole with his tongue. He kept licking it and tongue fucking it, feeling Evan's ass jiggling on his face as he passionately ate his co-star out. Evan placed his hands on Fassbender's head, pushing the man's face into his ass, his dirty moans encouraging Fassbender to rim him with even more vigour. He loved feeling the older man's stubbly face rubbing against his soft skin. Fassbender squeezed the boy's soft ass cheeks on his face, then started shaking it, causing Evan to laugh.
"You really love eating ass, don't you?"
Fassbender pulled away from the wet hole and got back on his feet.
"Well, when I've got a fucking nice ass in front of me-"
"You think I have a nice ass?" Evan asked.
"It's fucking perfect. It's fat and jiggly," Fassbender replied, slapping the boy's butt, "You've got the perfect bubble butt."
"Thanks," Evan said as he let out a cute giggle.
"Not gonna lie," Fassbender confessed while sliding his cock between Evan's fat ass cheeks again, "I've been wanting this ass for a while. When I saw you in those sweatpants at the table read... Fuck me."
Evan giggled again as he pushed his ass back to create more friction between his hole and Michael's thick 12-inch cock. He tilted his neck, inviting Fassbender to kiss it, and let out more moans as the sexy man sucked on his neck while grinding against his hole.
"I was so excited when I got this role. I heard some stories about you and your massive cock, and was hoping I'd get to mess around with you as well."
"I guess my reputation precedes me."
Wanting to be a bit cheeky, he started shaking his ass on Fassbender's dick.
"And of course he can twerk," Fassbender said, enjoying the show the boy was giving him.
He grabbed the boy around the waist from behind, grinding his cock hard into Evan's soft ass.
"I want you so bad," he whispered in Evan's ear, "I want to fuck this fat ass."
"You horny bastard," Evan laughed.
"Your ass has that effect on me," Fassbender replied, grabbing his ass again, squeezing it on his cock.
"We can't. Not here," Evan said, "I really want to though."
Fassbender released his ass, removing his cock from between Evan's cheeks with a sigh. Evan turned to face him, then wrapped his arms around Fassbender's neck going in a kiss. Fassbender's hands instinctively went to grope Evan's perfect ass. Michael had a pout on his face, prompting Evan to bring one of his arms down so he could stroke his gigantic cock to put a smile back on his face.
"What are you doing tonight?" Evan asked.
"Hopefully having some fun with this ass," Fassbender said, giving Evan's ass a squeeze.
"I don't know, you'll have to ask him."
Fassbender made his way back onto his knees to face Evan's ass again.
"Evan's ass, would you like to come to my hotel tonight?"
"Yes, I'd love to," Evan said in a funny voice while squeezing and releasing his ass cheeks, pretending it was his ass that was replying to Michael.
Fassbender chuckled, then slapped one of Evan's fat ass cheeks.
"You cheeky boy," he said, before spreading the cheeks and diving in for another quick make-out session with Evan's tight twitching boy hole.
"I could have my ass eaten for hours," Evan said breathily as he moaned.
"Be careful what you wish for," Fassbender replied, biting Evan's soft, white butt cheek before giving it another spank.
"Unfortunately, we don't have hours," Evan said, regretfully moving his ass away from Fassbender's face.
Fassbender got back on his feet, his cock still rock hard and throbbing, the head wet with precum.
"Tonight," Evan said.
"Tonight."
Fassbender tucked his absurdly noticeable hard on back into his pants.
"I'm not sure how I'm gonna hide this thing," he said.
"Well, I'm still not sure how I'm gonna get these pants up," Evan replied, his tight leather pants still stuck under his plump ass.
"Let me try to help you again."
To be continued.
Sorry for the tease, fellas! I didn't want this chapter to be absurdly long, so I'm going to have their fuck session in the next chapter before Fassbender moves onto other thicc bois.
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