Disclaimer: This story is about men having sex with men. If that's not your thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author has no knowledge of Ryan Phillippe's sexuality, nor that of any other famous personality mentioned here, and has written this purely as a work of erotic fantasy fiction. Enjoy!
RYAN'S HOLE
by Backlash29
backlash29@hotmail.com
Chapter 4: Team Player
Back in '99, Ryan had not yet bought the house he would eventually share with Reese Witherspoon, and he still lived in a small apartment in Beverly Hills. It was a good central location for him: close to the beach, close to the studios, and close the West Hollywood, where many of the local players (high-caliber rentboys) lived who regularly showed up at his apartment to fuck his insatiable ass.
Brady only visited Ryan's apartment once during those early months. Usually, the fuck sessions between the two took place in Ryan's bedroom/office on the location, or at a hotel room nearby. However, on one occasion, a player who had been arranged to stop by Ryan's house called Brady to say he couldn't get a hold of his roommate, who had his car, and therefore he would be a little late showing up at Ryan's. Brady decided he better call Ryan to see whether this was a problem.
The phone rang a couple of times, and then picked up, but no voice answered right away. Brady could hear some grunting in the background, and finally Ryan's breathless voice said: "Yeah?"
"Hey Ryan, it's Brady. Sorry to interrupt. Your 10 o'clock is running late...he can't get a ride. Is that cool? Or do you want me to set up something else?"
"Unnh...oh..." At Ryan's end of the line, there was obviously some action going on. "Yeah, baby..." he cooed to the friend who was with him. "Keep fuckin' me, man...yeah..." Eventually he turned his attention back to the phone call. "10 o'clock? Isn't that Dwayne? Unnnh... From the Valley?"
I checked the list. "Yep. Dwayne, 6'2, 24 years old, hairy, clean-cut, tattoo on his chest."
"Fuck..." Ryan groaned, and Brady wasn't sure which end of the conversation he was reacting to. "Jesus, that feels so fuckin' good..." Brady was getting a raging hard-on just picturing Ryan getting plowed at the other end of the phone. "Well," Ryan continued, "I've got a dick up my ass...and one in each hand right now, getting ready to go in my mouth...and then up my ass once this guy's finished...so I ought to be OK for the time being..."
The line then went back to faint groans and grunts. Brady asked, "So...do you want me to reschedule?"
"No..." Ryan moaned. "Shit...Dwayne's got a nice huge prick...he's really a hot stud...I want him in me when these guys are done fucking me..." More moans. Brady felt down to his own pants and rubbed his crotch. "Tell...tell Dwayne to come by as soon as he can...he can take a cab if he wants to, I'll pay for it once he gets here..."
"I...uh, I could drive him over," Brady offered casually. "If this is his address, I think he lives right near me."
"You wanna?" Ryan enthused. "Dude, that would be so cool...man, I love these dicks I'm getting...but finishing off with Dwayne's big cock would be just perfect...you know where I live?"
"Yeah, I know where it is," Brady said. "I'll call Dwayne back and we'll be there in an hour."
"Sounds great, Brady...I really appreciate it. And you know...?"
Brady held his breath. "Yeah?"
"I guess...oh, unhhh...oh man..." Ryan was clearly being distracted again by the dick that was up his hot little ass. "Yeah, fuck...fuck me, dude... Hey Brady, I guess...you can join us...if you want...since you're stopping by anyway...?"
Brady smiled excitedly into the phone receiver. "You got it, boss. See you soon."
And so Brady picked up Dwayne, who was just as beautiful as Ryan and his profile described him. He had the look of a clean-cut jock, tall and gorgeous, with dark hair and dark eyes. Brady had trouble keeping his eyes on the road. When they got to Ryan's place and let themselves inside, they followed the moans to Ryan's bedroom. The boy wonder was on his back on the bed, his legs spread wide, his ass being plowed deep and hard by a good-looking older guy, around 40 years old or so. Two clean-cut twinks with huge dicks were on kneeling at either side of Ryan's face. He had his fists around each of their cocks and was taking turns sucking them off.
"Hey guys, come on in," he greeted Brady and Dwayne. "Join the party. I've got all their fuck-loads in me now, but Ralph here wants to give me one more...and I want Jamie and Howie here to shoot on my chest when he does."
Brady looked over at Dwayne, who had immediately started getting undressed when they entered the apartment. Brady was in awe of his physique. As the hired stud dropped his underwear, Brady saw a huge, long, semi-hard dick flop down between his legs. It had to be twelve inches, and he wasn't even fully hard yet! Ryan was going to take THAT monster up his ass? No wonder he specially requested this guy to end his evening!
The older hairy guy came in Ryan's hole with a series of loud, orgasmic shouts. After he caught his breath, he kissed Ryan's tummy and got off the bed to make room for Dwayne. Brady stood nearby, now fully nude himself and jacking off as he watched the scene. The two boys at Ryan's head hadn't cum yet, but they were getting close. Brady watched as Ryan's cute face swiveled from each dick to the other, taking it in for long, luscious slurps while beating off the other one, and then, after a half-dozen deep-throats, switching cocks again.
Ralph, the older guy, put his arm on Brady's shoulder, using his other hand to wag his now-flaccid dick. "Man, that kid really loves to be fucked, don't he?"
Brady nodded. "Yup. He can't seem to get enough."
Ralph was truly a specimen. He was older than most of the guys Brady knew of who fucked Ryan, but he could see right away why Ryan was attracted. Ralph looked like the hot gym coach that gay bottom boys always dream of. His broad, hairy chest was tan and muscular, and his trim physique sat atop a beautiful and strong pair of sexy legs. His eyes were like coal and his voice rumbled erotically as he spoke.
Dwayne had gotten on the bed and was now working all of his huge dick into Ryan's well-used asshole. Howie and Jamie looked ready to jizz themselves all over Ryan's sexy face and chest. On a whim, Brady decided to drop to his knees and suck the spent cum off Ralph's cock. "Whoa!" the older stud hollered in reaction. "What are you up to down there?" Ralph seemed surprised by the sudden move, but he certainly wasn't pushing Brady away.
Brady energetically deep-throated the cock until it was back to its full state of hardness. It looked and tasted perfect, just the kind of big daddy cock Brady sometimes enjoyed. He pulled his mouth off Ralph's turgid dick and looked up at him with his best submissive-boy eyes, asking: "Will you please fuck me, sir, while I wait my turn to use Ryan?"
And so Brady was soon on the bed himself, on his knees perpendicular to Ryan, his own desirable ass hovering over the bed's far side. As Ralph positioned himself behind Brady and worked his big daddy-tool inside, Brady kissed Ryan's hot chest and face, slowly working his way down to Ryan's gorgeous eight-inch cock. In one motion, he sucked it into his mouth and began administering the best blow-job to his client that he knew how.
"Oh, fuck!" Ryan spat, in between sucking the cocks at his face. "Suck me, Brady! This is fuckin' heaven!"
Brady had to agree. He hadn't had his ass fucked in a while, and he was glad to give this hot daddy the pleasure of using his ass immediately after cumming inside Ryan's. In addition, he loved sucking Ryan's cock, and he never got much chance to do it, because every time he was with the superstar, Ryan was demanding to be fucked. And right now Ryan was at his very best: He had the stud player Dwayne hammering in and out of his hot hole with that incredible foot-long tool, he was getting his cock sucked by his sexy young agency assistant, and he had two gorgeous porn-quality twinkie-boys with thick cocks ready to pour their jizz all over his chest.
As Brady continued blowing Ryan , he settled into a half-dream state, feeling the daddy-cock plunge in and out of him from behind, and watching Dwayne's enormous tool fill and refill Ryan's hole to capacity a few inches from his sucking face. It was only a few minutes before he was rewarded with Ryan's spunk in his mouth, followed by the twinkie-twins shooting all over Ryan's body and into Brady's hair.
This left the two tops, who railed into Ryan and Brady's hot bodies as if they were possessed. Howie and Jamie got off the bed, leaving room for Brady to move up Ryan's body and kiss his sweet face as Ralph and Dwayne continued to fuck them both.
"Oh, man...unhhh...fuck..." Ryan moaned between passionate kisses. "This is...so fucking good..."
"Yeah, man," Brady agreed with a sexy whisper only the two of them could hear. "You like all this attention? You like watching this stud daddy-player fuck me while the big horse-hung Dwayne here uses your hot, tight little ass?"
"Yess...yesss..." Ryan hissed, then grabbed Brady's neck and pulled him in for more deep kissing.
"Fuck...oh man..." Ralph was getting close. He grabbed Brady's slim hips and throttled harder than ever, blowing his load into him. A few minutes later, as Ralph lay forward over Brady, recovering, Dwayne whooped and hot his big load of jizz up inside Ryan's ass as well.
"That just leaves me," Brady grinned at Ryan, offering him one last kiss before getting up. "You want my dick, baby?"
Ryan just whimpered.
Brady took his place between those sexy legs. He put his hard dick at the entrance to Ryan's cummy chute, and like always, the ass seemed to instantly devour his whole nine-inch rod up to the pubes.
"Shit!" Brady exclaimed. "This hole's been fucked so hard, my fat dick isn't even touching the sides!"
The other studs all laughed. Brady came inside Ryan a few minutes later. Jamie and Howie were dressed and soon out the door. Dwayne was waiting for Brady, who was his ride home. Meanwhile, Ralph came over to Brady before leaving and whispered in his ear: "You're a real talented buy, my versatile friend. I don't usually hire players, but you're welcome to get my info from Ryan here any time you like."
Player? Brady stopped getting dressed for a moment to look over at this sexy daddy stud, who was now fully dressed himself in his work boots, sweater and jeans. "What are you talking about? I'm Ryan's assistant from the agency. I thought YOU were the player...?"
Ralph looked surprised for a moment, then let out a deep laugh. "Me? Hell no, I'm the landlord. I've got a wife and two kids asleep upstairs!"
For the last three weeks of filming "Cruel Intentions" in '99, several members of the cast and crew were relocated to Toronto, where several city locations and other outdoor scenes were to be shot. Ryan was getting dicked almost every day by Sean, Eric and Josh, and had gotten used to the pleasure of all three guys ravishing his divine ass after a long day of filming. However, none of these three boys were scheduled to attend the Toronto shoot. In fact, they all had other projects to move on to.
"God, I'm really going to miss those guys," Ryan told Brady one afternoon as they were going over the details of the upcoming travel. "They are truly great fucks. What's worse, none of the crew guys who fuck me are going to Toronto, and you're only going to be there for a few days yourself! Where am I going to get some dick?"
Brady smiled. He loved it when Ryan pouted. "Don't worry, my friend. I'm sure we can find some sexy Canadians to fill up your ass while you're up there."
"But...it's three whole weeks! Do you know how many times I usually get fucked in three weeks?"
"I can imagine," Brady said, rolling his eyes. "Look, in the notes he left me, Alan only lists one player in the Toronto area. It's not anyone you've met before, but the notes say he's very well-connected. I've called this guy, Ambrose, and I keep leaving messages, but he never calls back. If I can't get a hold of him, I'll make sure a few guys fly out from New York to keep you busy. It's not that far away."
Ryan continued his intense frown.
"Look Ryan, if you don't quit flashing me those pouty lips, I'm going to have to put them to work!"
That caused a grin, and a moment later Ryan was kneeling before Brady's open jeans, sucking down his cock and, five minutes later, his sexy agency assistant's hot, sticky load.
That night, Brady's cell phone rang.
"Ambrose here," the caller announced. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I was out of the country, just got back tonight. So, Mr. Brady Jones, what can I do for you?"
Brady explained the situation: He was an agency rep with a young movie star client, looking for entertainment from good-looking, well-hung male companions--the more of them, the better.
"I see," Ambrose mused. "Well, did Alan tell you my business?"
"No, not really," Brady said.
"Uh-huh. Well, I think I can satisfy what your client is looking for. You see, I am a sort of broker for professional sports teams--football, baseball, you name it. Just like you Hollywood types, my boys need a handy and discreet way to get off. So, I take a fee from some of them to...arrange stuff. Seems to go alright."
Brady was excited to think about this. Pro sports dudes hired players as well for getting off?
"Well, Mr. Ambrose," Brady stated, "I think we might work out a deal."
Ryan arrived at dusk to the posh Hotel Langdon in downtown Toronto. As one of the crew handled the check-in, Ryan went directly to his room. He was extremely horny...the long flight had taken its toll on him, and even though he made the best of things during his last night in L.A.--hiring a dozen of his favorite players to fuck him several times each all through the night, dropping as many loads in his movie star ass as they could manage--he was now well-rested and ready for more.
Brady, who wouldn't be in Toronto for another five days, had promised he would be well-satisfied upon his arrival. His instructions had been cryptic, almost like a game: After checking in, he should wait one hour and then call Brady on his cell. He should then wait another hour, then go downstairs to the hotel lounge and wait for the hired "players" to approach him.
The call to Brady was brief. "OK, I'm here," Ryan said. "Where's my players? I want this hole fucked!"
"Jesus, man," Brady teased him. "I talked to Dwayne...he told me about last night. I'm surprised you can even think about getting fucked again this soon after taking so much cock!"
"Yeah, yeah, whatever," Ryan said. "Just whoever it is, please tell them to be on time."
An hour later, Ryan was in the lobby. He chose a seat far away from the crowded bar and the front entrance, not wanting an encounter with one of his fans to delay him from this appointment. Finally, he felt an arm on his shoulder, and he turned to see two strapping, gorgeous men standing before him. One was tall and cute, with luscious full lips like Ryan's and a trim, studly physique. The other was more average height, very butch and handsome, with a broad chest and beautiful dark eyes.
"Hey Ryan," the tall one said, stretching out his hand. "I'm Shawn Green, and this is Brad Fullmer. We're really glad to meet you!"
Ryan shook their hands, and tried to determine where he might have heard these names before. Then it hit him: They were both built like baseball players. "From the Blue Jays?" he asked, incredulous.
"Yep, the same," Brad said with a cute come-hither smile. "Your guy and our guy hooked us up. We don't see many Hollywood types up around here!"
Instinctively, Ryan licked his lips at the thought of these two studs naked and hard, ready to give him what he wanted: Big ball-player dick up his hot Hollywood hole. "Wow...this is great, you guys. It's a real pleasure meeting you as well!"
The threesome started to make their way back to the lobby, when Shawn looked out at the driveway and said: "Oh good, the rest of the guys made it as well."
Into the lobby walked Javy Lopez, Chipper Jones, and Andruw Jones of the Atlanta Braves. Ryan determined that they must be the visiting team for this week-end's Blue Jays game. He couldn't believe his luck!
"Javy, how are ya," Brad greeted the first stud. The two beautiful men shared a male-bonding hug-and-slap, putting up a good appearance for anyone in the lobby who might recognize them.
"Doin' fine, Fullmer," Javy replied. "Ready to kick some Blue Jay Ass this week-end. You know Chipper and Andruw?"
"Sure do," Shawn responded. When all of the baseball studs had greeted each other and introduced themselves to Ryan, they headed toward the elevator and took their party upstairs.
Once all six men were in the room together, Ryan excitedly pulled off his shirt and began undoing his slacks. His slender chest and cute stomach, both covered in a fine, barely-visible coating of blond fur, were seductively visible, and all of the ball players watched as he lowered his slacks to reveal a sexy pair of red-and-white briefs.
"Whew-ee!" Javy whistled, slapping his teammate Chipper on the back. "We've got a live one, after all!"
"Yeah, when Ambrose told us he was setting this up and who we'd be fucking, I could barely believe our luck," Shawn chimed in, kicking off the running shoes he was wearing and pulling off his sweats.
The rest of the "team" soon followed suit, removing the articles of clothing that hung to their athletic frames. All five of the pro baseball players were dressed-down in T-shirts and ball caps, and all were wearing sweats, except for Brad who wore gray running shorts, showing off his fine tan and his thick, gorgeous legs. His teammate, Shawn, looked tall and sexy in his off-duty uniform, and Ryan immediately wondered if he had the oversized meat to match his 6'-4" frame. Likewise, Chipper, also 6'-4" but bulkier than Shawn, seemed to be showing an impressive bulge. Andruw was the quietest of the lot, and the only black player; his full lips and puppy-dog eyes pierced Ryan's own soulful gaze with the promise of sexual fire. But it was Javy who seemed the sexiest to Ryan overall, his broad shoulders, shining smile and dark great looks making him seem like the ultimate pro baseball hunk...and, for that matter, the perfect top.
Now, all were naked, or close to it--all but Chipper kept their white ankle socks on, and Javy and Shawn both wore jockstraps. Ryan was about to encourage them to remove them, especially wanting to see what hunk of meat was swinging between Javy's legs, but he decided to hold off. He didn't often get to see guys wearing jockstraps anyways, and certainly never professional jocks like these!
So Ryan reclined on the bed, reaching into his own trendy briefs and pulling out his throbbing eight inches for a wank. As soon as his fist made the first stroke up and down, he realized how horny he'd been all day--at the hotel, on the plane, even waking up in his bedroom this morning on a few hours' sleep after the high-quality ass-pounding he'd gotten from those dozen studs the night before. All day since then he'd been curious about the "surprise" Brady had promised him was in store. Now he was about to find out what an All-Star baseball fuck was like!
"Oh yeah," he moaned wildly, pulling up and down on his dick. "You guys look even better than I imagined. Who's gonna fuck me first?"
All of the guys were fondling themselves now as well, huddled around the bed, looking fondly and excitedly at the sexy bottom who was about to offer them his services. Javy and Shawn groped their dicks through their jockstraps, while the other three pulled their own dicks to a throbbing hardness. By a slight measure, it appeared that Andruw had the biggest of them, around nine thick inches, with Brad and Chipper not far behind, sporting cocks that were about the size of Ryan's own. Ryan had never been too particular about the size of dick he got fucked by--he was never one to turn a hot, willing top away on account of being underhung--but he knew deep down that he truly loved big cocks the most. They were the most visually appealing, the most fun to suck on, and the most rewarding challenge to take up his hot, tight, juicy ass.
No one answered Ryan's sexy invitation right away. The men all stood around, transfixed by the beauty of the blond bottom-boy, reaching into his briefs and pulling his pud, hot and ready for the moment when he could take all of them on. Finally, Chipper said in a low voice: "Well, pussy-boy, why don't you show us some of the goods?"
Pussy-boy. At the sound of the taunt, Ryan's eyes half-shut and a special swell surged through his cock. He felt an almost electric shock of excitement. Not all of the guys he was with the first time caught on to his appetite for verbal domination. And with others, as with Brady and the players, he didn't generally bring it up on his own. Once you have to request it, he figured, half the fun is gone. He hoped these stud jocks would notice his reactions and keep the taunts coming. If they did, it could be a hell of an afternoon.
"You...you want to see my ass?" he moaned.
Chipper approached the bed. He was the biggest guy in the group, and Ryan shuddered as he put one knee on the bed and continued pulling on his throbbing cock. "Fuckin' right we do," he said. "Let's see what we have to look forward to."
Slowly, Ryan looked around at each of them, and reached inside his briefs on both sides and pulled them down, past his balls, across his milky sinewy thighs, over his knees, and finally to his ankles, where he pinched his feet out of them and kicked them aside. Then, one hand still on his dick, he rolled toward the center of the bed, and his fantastic ass came into view. Gradually he got onto his knees, supporting himself with his left hand as his right continued to slowly jack his dick.
When he was in this suggestive position, he turned his head toward the others and peered at them with his prettiest, come-fuck-me gaze, asking: "Is this what you wanted, guys? Do you like what you see?"
Javy whistled again, and the others just groaned and laughed. "Oh fuck yeah," Shawn replied enthusiastically. "Jesus, this might be the sweetest ass we've seen all season."
"I think so," Brad agreed.
"Except maybe for that gymnast fella who came down from Ohio," Andruw said to his teammates.
"Who? Blaine Wilson?" Javy retorted. "Fuck, man, he was fine, but this ass looks even better." Ryan looked at him: the jock was still on, but a noticeable wet spot had started forming at the front of the terrific bulge. "Yeah, Blaine did take all our cocks pretty well that night, though. What was there? Like, ten of us?"
"Yep," Chipper said throatily, still gazing at Ryan. "He had a deep, tight, bottomless hole for cocks and cum. But I bet this pussy-boy can offer us just the same thing."
"Maybe better," Javy mused.
Ryan moaned loudly at this banter. He loved hearing men talk about how they would use his ass.
"Yeah, bitch? You like that?" Chipper seemed to be the most aggressive talker, so Ryan turned his head toward him and wagged his ass invitingly in the stud's direction. "You think you could take ten dicks in that pretty bitch ass of yours?"
The moans continued, but Ryan didn't bother to answer directly. A moment later, he felt a hard, stinging swat across his right butt-cheek. Before the pain could register, he automatically thought of the crack of a bat.
"Answer me, pussy," Chipper continued. "You think you could take ten dicks at once?"
" Yess...yes, sir. " The pain of the spanking clouded Ryan's thinking for a moment, but he hastily brought his wits about him and responded. " I...I took even more than that...last night."
The guys were all taken aback by this. "No shit!" Javy laughed. "Fuck, man, he really is a pussy-boy. What a total whore for cock."
"Yeah, he means business," Shawn agreed.
"Yeah," Chipper agreed, and then he delivered an equally hard swat to Ryan's other cheek. "But, so do we."
"Oh yeah," Brad moaned, turned on by watching the display of force on the bottom's ass. "Let's do it. Let's see what he's made of. I want inside that ass."
"I want to go first," Andruw spoke up. It was the first words he'd spoken since they all entered the room. All heads turned to him, the strong silent one, as Andruw moved toward the bed. He got on the mattress next to Ryan, and reached around, firmly but gently, to feel the skin around the blond boy's lower back and bouncy, fuckable ass.
Brad, drawn to the scene also, approached the bed and used his own left hand to do the same, sensing Ryan's excitement as the two ball players felt around his soft skin and his ready back-door. With his right hand, Brad continued stroking his own dick. "Jesus, it's so soft," he mumbled. "What an incredible ass."
"Yeah, he's going to be a fine fuck," Javy, next to him, agreed.
Andruw's finger found Ryan's hole, and he pressed it in to the first knuckle. Ryan replied with a slight yelp, then immediately pressing his whole ass backward, instinctively wanting further penetration.
"He's kinda tight, boys," Andruw said. "Hard to believe if he got gang-fucked last night. But we better find something to lube him up."
Javy crawled onto the bed between Brad and Andruw. "I know just the thing," he said, and a moment later, one of Ryan's many fantasies was suddenly coming true: Javy Lopez was hunched behind him, one strong hand on each ass-cheek to pull them gently apart, and his long tongue was lapping his soft little hole.
"Ooooohh, oo, oh yes...!" Ryan squealed, squirming on the bed in ecstasy, pressing his ass back to meet Javy's tongue. "Oh, fuck, fuckin' A, this is so good...Javy, eat me, rim my fuckin' hole!"
Javy responded by groaning loudly and licking deeper, his handsome face soon buried between Ryan's superstar cheeks. He licked the tiny rosebud in quick motions, back-and-forth, up-and-down. When it expanded for him, he dug his tongue deep inside, as deep as the perfect little ass would let him. When the hole closed shut again, he resumed licking around the rim. "Mmm-mmph," he groaned with pleasure. "Ah, god," he said when he briefly pulled away for air. "Fuck, guys, this is the hottest ass I've tasted in a while!"
"Oh yeah?" Shawn said with a smirk. "Does that include mine?"
Javy ignored his sexy teammate and continued rimming Ryan, eventually driving the bottom boy crazy with desire for the different, deeper kind of penetration he required. "Oh yeah! You gotta fuck me, man! Fuck me now!"
Javy moved aside, and Andruw took up his spot behind Ryan's bent-over ass. He waited there for a moment, slapping his big dick against the cheeks a few times in preparation. "So," Andruw spoke softly. "This is our little pussy-boy."
Again, Ryan thrilled at the dirty name. "Yes sir," he gasped. "Let me be your pussy-boy. I want you to fuck me, sir. All of you. I want to take all your dicks!"
"We'll see about that," Andruw said. Reaching down, he stuck one finger back inside Ryan's hole, which was much wetter and softer now from Javy's rim-job. Ryan responded as expected, with an erotic twitch and a long, sustained moan of pleasure. "Yeah? You like that, little bitch-boy?"
"Fuck, yes sir," Ryan replied. "Your finger feels so good..."
"My finger?" Andruw commanded. "My finger where...?"
"In...in my ass..." Ryan was delirious with anticipation of getting filled with cock.
"Wrong, bitch," Andruw said, slapping Ryan once on each cheek, in the exact location where the red marks still showed from Chipper's earlier spankings. "This is not your ass. What is it?"
"Ohhh, sir...unhhh..." Ryan groaned as the finger pushed deeper inside him. "Sir..."
"I'll give you a hint," Andruw offered, still using the same calm, even tone. "If you are our pussy-boy, then the place where I'm putting my finger is...?"
"My pussy!" Ryan wailed. "Oh yes, sir, please put your cock inside my pussy!"
Andruw wiggled the finger around some more. "Yes, whore, that's right. I'm fingering your pussy."
Ryan's hole was so loose and ready now that Andruw could easily put his whole finger deep inside, bring it out to the tip, and press it back in again, fucking the boy on his long, strong ebony digit. "Check it out, boys," he said to the others. "This bitch has a hot cunt that's ready and itching to be fucked."
"Oh fuck yes..." Ryan agreed enthusiastically, liking this game but aching from the torment of it all. "My cunt...oh, yeah, fuck my hot pussy-hole...please, use my hole, sirs...I want your cocks in me..."
Chipper chimed in. "Is that all you want, bitch? Is dick the only thing you want in your hole?"
"No..."
"What else do you want, bitch?" Brad asked, moving toward the side of the bed, near Ryan's head.
"Cumm...please, I want all your hot jock cum in me..." Ryan was nearly sobbing now.
Brad put one knee on the bed and grabbed his throbbing eight inches by the base, waving the whole thick schlong at Ryan. "Yeah? You want me to pump all this jock-juice into ya? You want five hot loads of pro baseball jizz up in your ass?"
"Yes!! Oh yes, please! I want it so bad!"
Chipper snorted. "Five loads? Shit, we can do better than that." He pulled on his own cock a few times as Andruw lined his fat nine inches up with Ryan's hole. "I don't know about you pussies, but when I'm on the road like this, I'm generally good for three or four loads per night!"
"Me too," Andruw agreed, inhaling deeply, and then pushing his whole cock into Ryan's ass. "Unnnh-uh-UH!" he groaned loudly, his most audible exclamation all day. "Holy fuck!" he announced, breathless. "What a hole! It totally fuckin' just pulled me inside! Shit..."
Ryan let out a long, loud sigh of pleasure at having successfully sucked Andruw's big black pole into his asshole with one motion, and he reached out now for Brad's rod, extended tantalizingly in front of him. "That's right," he called back to Andruw, "it's a great fuckin' hole. Now do your worst on it while I suck down this beautiful cock."
"Fuckin' pussy-boy!" Andruw roared. "I'll show you for speaking up. Go on, suck that dick. I'm gonna plow this hot cunt 'til it's so loose and sloppy you won't be able to feel the other guys going in!"
I doubt that very much, Ryan thought proudly. His hole was well-known to be the freshest and tightest in the business. But these guys didn't know that--not yet, at least--he certainly didn't mind Andruw railing into him with all he's got.
Ryan fell to his elbows, grabbing Brad's engorged cock with both hands and then feeding it into his mouth. He loved sucking on a nice fat cock while another stud did a pile-drive technique in and out of his asshole. As Andruw got underway thrusting hard and deep into his perky butt, Ryan moaned his pleasure and focused on his blow-job, humming and sucking lovingly on Brad's thick meat.
Before long, Andruw was spraying his hot seed into Ryan's ass. "Oh! Fuck! Oh..." Andruw yelled, his ropes of hot jism filling Ryan deep from the inside. "Take it, take it bitch... Fuckin' A...fuckin' blowing my seed in your man-cunt, pussy-boy...oh yeah!"
Brad pulled out of Ryan's mouth. He knew he was close and that he wanted to put his big load into the blond hunk's ass-pussy rather than dump it into his mouth. He took sloppy seconds after Andruw, pushing in with his thick cock and fucking away. Meanwhile, Chipper approached the bed where Brad had been, offering his dick to Ryan's mouth.
"Oh yeah, stud...fuck my mouth while that stud takes seconds on my hole," Ryan begged.
"Fuckin' right I will," Chipper growled, grabbing Ryan's silky blond locks and forcing his whole face over his throbbing dick. Ryan choked on the cock at first, but he instantly loved the forceful feeling of having his mouth fucked by the tall, dominant ballplayer. "Eat that dick, bitch," Chipper continued. "You love sucking down all that cock, dontcha...you love eating dick and getting it up your ass."
Ryan resisted long enough to pull his mouth off the big, juicy cock and respond. "Yes sir," he muttered breathlessly before Chipper's hot boner penetrated his cute face once again.
Brad didn't last long up Ryan's pussy hole, and soon he was shooting off even more cum that Andruw had, and being even louder about it. "FUCK! Oh shit, yes! Take all that cum, you fuckin' bitch! You fuckin' whore! Take my load! Oh FUCK!" Ryan couldn't quite count, but he swore Brad blasted a full fifteen jets of sperm into his pussy, mixing it with Andruw's load until it started overflowing and running down his legs. Ryan was impressed: usually, the overflow didn't start happening until around fucks #4 or #5.
Ryan was eager now to roll onto his back, in part to see what the other two sexy studs, Javy and Shawn were doing. He knew Chipper, currently penetrating him orally, would want to fuck him next. But no sooner had Ryan felt Chipper pull out of his face and rolled himself over than Brad sat on his chest, smirking down at his lovely face as Chipper spread Ryan's legs and forced his cock into his leaking hole.
"I want some of that tongue action, Ryan," Brad demanded, teasingly. "I wanna feel your hot little tongue going up my hole."
With a look of subservience and a breathless little nod, Ryan agreed. "Yes sir," he said softly, enduring Chipper's heavy strokes up his asshole. "Unnh, uh...oh fuck...yes sir, whatever...ummmh, oh, yes...whatever you say..."
Chipper was stretching Ryan's legs good and wide, providing the optimum penetration for his wild fuck. As Brad stood on the bed and turned around to position himself for Ryan's rim-job, Ryan quickly stole a glance across the hotel room. Next to the window was a glass table, and Javy was spread forward across it, still wearing his jock, his hairy chest pressed against the tabletop. Shawn was crouched on the carpet behind him, stroking his own dick inside his jock as he busily and noisily licked out Javy's hot asshole.
The sight was so fucking beautiful: Atlanta catcher Javy, the jock stud top of Ryan's dreams, was getting heavily rimmed by the tall, sexy right fielder from another team, Shawn Green of the Toronto Blue Jays. Ryan just had enough time to look back and note the expression of pure bliss on Javy's face, and the fact that Javy was staring directly at Ryan and the scene on the bed, before Brad's hairy ass came down on top of Ryan's tongue, and he started licking the hot hitter's hairy hole.
Ryan slipped into the usual state of ecstasy that he often experienced while getting fucked on his back, enhanced by the fragrant musk of a hot manhole to rim directly above his face. As Chipper drove his dick hard in and out of his hole in front, Ryan grabbed Brad's strong thighs and pulled the stud's hairy ass down further onto his tongue. He rimmed him deep, savoring the scent of his maleness and sweat, along with...what was this other flavor? Salty and sweet...it had to be cum. Brad was a bottom too?
As Chipper fired off even more cum into Ryan's hole, Brad gradually moved off of Ryan's face, and then crouched to kiss him tenderly, sharing the essential taste of his ass. He quickly whispered: "Our little secret, OK? One of the coaches fucked my ass this morning, before all of us came by." He smiled sweetly, and Ryan smiled back.
"OK, you lovebirds, break it up," came a voice from behind Chipper, still crouched between Ryan's splayed legs, heaving deep breaths in his post-orgasmic satisfaction. He moved aside, and Ryan, upon lowering his legs to rest them momentarily, suddenly beheld the source of the voice: Javy, standing next to Shawn. Both men were finally naked, and were now upright and erect after their hot shared rimming action. What took Ryan's breath away was the whopping packages they had been hiding up until now in their jockstraps. Both men sported cocks that were almost as big as any Ryan had ever encountered!
"Holy shit," Ryan mumbled. "How...how big is that?" He watched as Javy used both hands to pull on his monstrous prick.
Javy laughed. "I dunno, around eleven inches, I think," he said. "Shawn here's about the same, wouldn't you say, buddy?"
Shawn playfully stepped over and pressed his hard cock up against Javy's, as if to measure. "I guess that's right," he said. "But yours is thicker, my friend."
"All the better to fuck our little friend here, wouldn't you say?" Jay replied.
Ryan was way ahead of them. Upon seeing two studs before him waving big dicks like those around, he did the thing that came most natural: he hoisted his legs right back into the air. In fact, he didn't even consciously will his legs to do so--it was a purely involuntary reaction. One moment he looked and saw Javy and Shawn and those incredible dicks ready to fuck him, and the next moment his kneecaps were gently settling next to each of his ears. He wanted--no, he needed--to be fucked by these two incredible studs!
"Oh sirs..." he moaned with pleasure and anticipation. "Please, yes...I want those cocks...I want you to fuck me, you know I can take it...fuck me now..."
"Oh yeah," Shawn agreed with a friendly grin. "We know you can take it. Shit, your cunt sucks up dicks about as good as any hole I've ever seen--man, woman, or what-have-you!"
"Fuck yeah," Javy agreed. "Just look at all that hot jizz pouring out of it right now." Javy was focused on Ryan's hole, and took a step toward the bottom boy's oozing cunt-hole as it dripped Chipper's, Brad's and Andruw's loads onto the hotel bedspread. "Makes me wanna..."
He stopped for a moment, then looked back at Shawn, who was still grinning. "Shit, I don't care, man. Do it," Shawn said.
So Javy dove between Ryan's legs and ravenously ate up the loads that poured from it. Ryan squealed and moaned with delight. Here was the sexy stud of a man who had eaten his hole a short while earlier, before he'd taken any of their cocks in it, and now he was back again, wolfing down as much of the three stud's sperm as he could. He ate Ryan's pussy like a man possessed, eager to sample all of the gooey cum.
Finally, he pulled his face out again, and Ryan noticed it was covered with juices, lending the ballplayer's handsome dark features an almost savage look. "Fuck," Javy wheezed. "I gotta watch it or I'll shoot before I even make it inside this whore! But fuck, that fuckin' cum-hole tastes so fuckin' good!"
"Better let me go first, then, big fella, if you're that close," Shawn said, gently pushing his friend aside. "Go take it easy. There'll be plenty of this bitch left when I'm through."
Shawn drilled his big eleven inches straight down into Ryan's pussy, and both young men groaned with delight. Ryan always savored getting a nice huge prick inside him, and Shawn was always grateful to find a hole that could take his big dick, especially balls-deep on the first thrust. When he was at full-depth, Ryan could feel him solidly against his prostate, and the sensation gave his cock a mini-orgasm, spitting a small amount of cum onto his sexy belly. Only by willing himself not to touch his dick could Ryan sustain the pleasure of Shawn's giant cock filling him up. With each stroke Shawn pumped into Ryan's hot rectum, the blond slut got closer and closer to exploding, but through careful concentration he managed to hold off.
He couldn't do the same, however, once Javy took the helm. When Shawn shot into Ryan, Javy once again got into Ryan's asshole with his tongue and licked deeply, rimming all around inside his moist, willing channel, sucking up all the vestiges of cum. Then, ultimately, he rose to his knees between Ryan's sexy legs, holding them wide, and looking down at the prostrate boy with a knowing and dominant gaze. Ryan felt so consumed by the power of this strapping, masculine hunk that he started leaking cum again before Javy's hot cock even touched his hole. Then, a moment later, Javy drove all the way in to the hilt, and the sensation was too much for Ryan to bear. The first long rope of jizz Ryan shot out of his cock coincided with the latter half of Javy's first inward thrust, and Ryan shot a dozen more jets with each of the next twelve thrusts the ballplayer made into his hot hole.
"Fuck, check this out," Javy alerted the others. "This fuckin' whore is cumming with every thrust I make into his hot cunt."
"Yeah, what a fuckin' slut," Chipper agreed.
"He really likes that whopper dick fucked all the way inside him, Javy," Brad chimed in.
Shawn agreed. "Go on, give it to him, nice and deep."
Andruw simply stood by, stroking his black nine-inch dick and watching the scene, silent once again.
Chipper was right about one thing: They all had more than one load to give Ryan's slutty little hole that day. The five ballplayers stayed around until well into the evening, fucking Ryan over and over as the sun outside the hotel windows slowly set.
At one point, someone ordered some room service, and the stud who showed up to deliver it came in just as Javy was railing his third cum of the day into Ryan's insatiable hole. At this point, Ryan was forced flat on his stomach on the bed, so his face couldn't be recognized, but his beautiful ass still stuck up into the air. The room service boy, a handsome twenty-year-old with broad shoulders named Mack, dropped off the tray, but moments later was pulling off his uniform in response to the ballplayer's invitation to take a turn on their pussy's hole.
When Mack had dumped his load in Ryan, he asked: "I gotta get back to work, but a few other guys are just coming off their shift, and man, would they love a shot at this one. Can I tell them to stop up?"
"Fuck yeah," Chipper responded. "We're not fucked out yet. We should be using him for at least the next few hours or so. Send 'em up."
This led to three more strapping studs piling their loads into Ryan's pussy-hole, one of whom stayed around to get fucked by Javy's and Shawn's incredible dicks himself.
After that, all five took one last shot at Ryan, and then they called it a night. Shawn, Andruw, Chipper and Brad all left, promising to look Ryan up next time they were in L.A., and telling him to keep them in mind when he was visiting either Toronto or Atlanta.
"I will," Ryan promised. "And Brad and Shawn--keep in mind, I'm here for three weeks. My ass-pussy needs as much cock action as it can get. So cum on over and load your dicks in me anytime you get the chance. And bring anyone else along who's interested, as long as they're well-hung studs!"
Javy stayed behind as the others left. He was fully dressed, but he wanted a last private moment with Ryan.
"I've really enjoyed this," he told Ryan. "I've been a big fan of yours--and your ass--for quite a while. I'm really glad we could spend this time together."
Ryan almost melted at the sound of his jock-idol saying these words. "Javy," he responded softly, "you're the sexiest and the greatest, and your dick is something I could get addicted to pretty easy. You should fly to Los Angeles and fuck my hole the very next chance you get."
"Well, I've got games the next three nights, and then I gotta get back to Atlanta," he said, "but we'll see." He walked over to Ryan, and the boy thought the man would kiss him, but instead he found himself being pushed gently onto the bed and rolled onto his knees once again. Javy laid back on the jizz-soaked bedspread between Ryan's thighs, his face just below the boy's nut sac, and wiggled a finger into his cummy hole.
"I know I got off in here three times since the last time I licked you," he said softly, "and the others did as well, with an extra load from Chipper, so that makes sixteen...plus the four hotel employees, so that makes twenty. Twenty fresh loads..."
Ryan moaned with anticipation of what Javy was about to do.
"Please, Ryan... you know I like this, even more than I could let on in front of the others," Javy continued. "I want to eat all those loads. Please, Ryan, feed me all the cum in your hole. I want to lick out your pussy... I want to eat those twenty loads we all shot in your cunt."
Slowly, Ryan pulled himself up to his knees, so he was squatting over his jock-idol. He softly sat his hot, well-used butt down onto Javy's sexy stubble, and in a second he felt the tongue in his hole and heard Javy moaning with intense delight. The ballplayer strongly gripped Ryan's beautiful thighs and pulled the ass down onto his face, sucking at all of the cum, which poured from the hole like a fountain and formed two rivers down the side of Javy's face, mixing into his goatee. He drank and drank all of the hot ball-player jizz that flowed from Ryan's cunt, lapping and swallowing and lapping some more, until, finally satisfied, he rose again, kissed the boy gently, and without a word went on his way.
To be continued...
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My other stories are "Buttsex Junkie" in Bisexual/Beginnings and "Cup of Joe" in Gay/Authoritarian.