This story is about male/male relationships and contains graphic descriptions of sex.
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This is a work of pure fiction. It mixes fictional characters and events with real people. However any real person mentioned in this work is purely an actor playing a part. This story in no way is meant to imply anything about the sexuality, personality, or behaviour of the actual person.
-------------- THE CHRIS ORGY - PART 5 - THE DOUBLES TOURNAMENT BEGINS --------------
Saturday 19:00, my place.
Bring a buddy, bring your kink.
Capt A
After some fevered activity by all four of them to line up an appropriate fuckbuddy for the weekend, Saturday finally rolled around. Chris Evans had laid in a load of food, drink and other supplies, and had received a courier delivery of the toy hampers from Pine's place following their last get together.
As 7pm approached he had got himself ready, cleaning out everything that needed cleaning out, shaving himself clean, getting his hair in order, and then donning his gear for the night. After toying with a few options, he had decided to debut the outfit he'd been working on himself, turning one of his Captain America costumes into something a bit kinkier. He had cut away the crotch and arse of the trousers to turn them into essentially a set of chaps, he'd also removed the lower part of the top so his abs could be seen on one side and his treasture trail on the other, and he'd finally removed some of the material from the upper arms so that his biceps could be partially seen and his armpits accessed. He looked hot, and he knew it.
He headed downstairs, and hung his Capt A shield on the outside of the front door to give his guests something to smile about when they arrived, and then he headed into the living room, cracked open a beer, lit a cigarette, and paced about a bit waiting for the first of them to ring the bell. Sure enough, at 7pm on the dot the bell went, and when Chris opened the door he found Chris Pine leaning against the doorframe in fairly normal looking casual clothes, a sexy smirk on his face. Behind him stood Idris Elba, also casually dressed in a tight white long-sleeved top and loose jeans.
"Oh captain my captain" said Pine, breaking into a wide grin as he looked Evans up and down. "Loving it!"
Evans smiled at him and stepped to the side to let him in, before reaching out to shake Idris's hand.
"Great you could make it" he said.
"Wouldn't miss this for the world" replied Elba, smiling widely.
Idris followed Pine into the living room with Evans in close pursuit. He got them each a beer and invited them to make themselves at home, right as the doorbell went again.
"Aha, more guests!" he announced, jogging back to the front door. When he opened it there was Chris Pratt, wearing a tight black tanktop, black jeans and a distressed brown cap. However, what really stood out were the huge silver chains. At least a kilo an inch wide round his neck and hanging down his sternum, and two even wider bracelets on his wrists.
"Jesus" said Evans, "don't fall in the pool or you'll sink!"
Pratt smiled nervously, and looked around as Channing Tatum stepped out of his battered utility truck. He was topless, wearing tight black jeans, a cap turned backwards on his head, a black and white bandana round his neck, and his eyes covered by blacked-out Raybans.
"Magic Mike!" exclaimed Evans.
Tatum turned and smiled as he took his bag off the van's seat and closed the door. He bounded up the stairs and followed Pratt into the house, removing his sunglasses as he entered. He felt Evans's eyes on his rear end, so gave a little shimmy that resulted in a snort of appreciation from the host.
"Gents!" Channing proclaimed as he entered the living room, making his way round to hug everyone in turn. He then grabbed a beer, nabbed a cigarette out of Idris's packet, and launched himself backwards into a bean bag.
Pratt, meanwhile, still stood by the edge of the room, feeling a little on edge. His chains were his real kink, and something he only tended to wear around Anna and his family. This was their public debut, but he was suddenly regretting it as he felt exposed and vulnerable.
Almost as though he could sense his friend's discomfort, Pine came over to him, put his hand on his chest and leaned in for a kiss. Pratt initially hesitated, then relaxed himself into Pine's luscious lips for a short but sensual moment together.
"You look so fucking sexy" whispered Pine. "From now on when it's just you and me, you're wearing these" he continued, touching the big necklace round Pratt's neck, "and only these" he finished, with a wink.
Pratt smiled and felt himself relax, and when Pine turned away he moved over to get himself a beer. Spotting a box of cigars he took one out, chewed off the end and then lit it, before taking a seat next to Elba who had also ditched his normal cigarettes for one of the fat Cubans Evans had bought in.
The doorbell went again, and when the host opened it up he grinned widely at the sight of his own personal guest. Ryan Reynolds had honoured his friend's request and turned up in the gear he had boosted from the set of Blade Trinity. Topless, a fake dressing on one of his pecs, beige trousers, barefoot, and wearing a huge stainless steel cuff on each wrist.
"Fuck me" said Evans, looking his friend up and down.
"I intend to" replied Reynolds, winking at the host before pushing past him into the house. He greeted everyone, enjoying the attention his outfit got from the guys. He joined them in drinking a beer, and threw out his resolutions for the night by lighting up a cigarette too.
A little time passed, with more beers on the go and a lot of laughing and chatting as everyone relaxed. Then, at nearly 8pm, the doorbell went again.
"About fucking time" muttered Evans as he made his way to the door. When he opened it, Chris Hemsworth was standing there in shorts and a tank-top, and seemed to be alone.
"You're late" growled Evans, "and where's your buddy and your kink?"
Hemsworth smiled, and then turned aside and gestured back at the car.
"I brought a two-in-one mate" he said, as a figure dressed in a full-body gimp outfit stepped out of the car. "May I present my live-in cumpdump, and my brother, Liam."
Evans's mouth dropped open as Liam made his way up to the house, recognisable from the lips showing through the one gap in the outfit over the lower half of his face.
"You fuck your brother?!" he squealed.
"All the time" replied Hemsworth, grinning. "And tonight, for the first time, I'm going to let you all have a go at his bottomless arse."
Evans continued to stand and stare as the two of them made their way into the house and disappeared into the living room, from where he heard the reactions of the rest of his guests to the Hemsworth brothers' arrival. Finally he turned around, removed the shield from the door and closed it. He briefly paused, before flicking the lock closed and making his way in to join the others. Everyone was here, so now the night could properly begin.
TO BE CONTINUED
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