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-------------- THE CHRIS ORGY - PART 6 - THE DOUBLES TOURNAMENT CONCLUDES --------------
After resting outside for a while and getting their buzz back with a few beers, the guys headed back inside to continue the fun. Taking a bit of pity on his brother, Chris Hemsworth allowed Liam to strip out of the gimp outfit before Chris Pine led him over to the sofa, ordered him on to his knees and began an expert rim job. Channing, meanwhile, coaxed the older Hemsworth over to one of the chairs and had him sit and raise his legs so Reynolds could administer much the same treatment.
Idris paired off with Chris Pratt, throwing some cushions on the floor by the fireplace and then encouraging the Jurassic World star to lie down on his front for a bit of erotic massage and body worship from the hulking Brit actor. That left Ryan Reynolds and Chris Evans, who stood in the middle of the floor and began to make out. Their hands roamed over each other's bodies as their kissing intensified, until Ryan pulled away, smiled and Evans and then dropped to his knees to start sucking on Captain America's engorged cock.
After a while Pine raised himself up from Liam's dripping arse and aligned his cock with the Australian's rear end. He had been rubbing himself and spreading his precum while he had his face buried between the pert arsecheeks, and decided he needed no more lube for his entry. Touching his cock on the puckering hole, he pushed forward and slowly but steadily slid inside in one go. Liam let out a long moan of appreciation as he was penetrated, then shorter grunts and groans as Pine began a rhythmic pummelling.
Channing had feasted on the older Hemsworth's hole to the point that the Thor actor had pulled his legs right back to give maximum access, and was now gently moaning at the sensations Tatum was delivering. Sensing the time was right, Channing pulled back, shuffled forward and began to push his rather dry cock into Hemsworth. The Australian winced as his arse was broken in for the night, but accepted the penetration without complaint. Once has fully buried, Tatum paused for a while to allow Hemsworth to adjust to being filled, and then began to thrust back and forth inside the hunk's tight hole.
Idris had worked over Chris Pratt's back muscles, and moved on down to begin teasing and fingering his hole. Elba scooped the remnants of Evans's cum out of his own backside to use as lube, gradually pushing one, then two and finally three of his fingers in. Pratt was breathing heavily the whole time, his eyes closed as he tried to lose himself in the sensations. Eventually Idris decided it was time, and encouraged Pratt up on to his hands and knees. Getting in to position behind, Elba greased up his cock with some lube, applied a little more to Pratt's hole, and then began to push in. Hung like a horse, the Brit's entry caused Pratt to finally groan loudly, but he held his pose to enable Idris to fully embed himself up his backside. Elba allowed Pratt a couple of minutes to adjust and get over the penetration before he began to thrust gently, gradually picking up speed and power. Pratt's body rocked forward and back with increasing vigour as he was fucked, the giant chain around his neck slapping striking his jawline as he was pummelled. He soon shifted his upper body weight on to his left arm so he could reach underneath with his right hand to furiously rub himself, the whole room suddenly filling with the rattle of the huge bracelet on that wrist.
Reynolds and Evans had traded blowjobs, before moving over to the dining table over which Ryan was now bent with his partner's face buried in his arse. Evans was back in heat again, so he made short work of rimming Reynolds before standing back up, greasing his cock and pushing into the Deadpool star. He wasted no time in starting a rough pounding, hammering away inside Ryan's tight channel. As he neared orgasm, however, he suddenly pulled out, grabbed Reynolds's shoulder, pulled him up straight and kissed him deeply again. Evans then assumed the position bent over the table, and yelled out as Ryan buried himself fully inside in one swift, rough, dry manoeuvre. Reynolds fucked the life out of Evans, his brow furrowed and covered in sweat, but taking his lead from the party's host he withdrew as his orgasm built in order to prolong the encounter. The two then kept switching positions, flip-flop fucking like their lives depended on it.
Channing had been steadily thrusting in and out of Hemsworth for a while, but then pulled out, stood up and encouraged Chris to do the same. He led him over to the sofa, and got him on to his knees facing his brother. Tatum then pushed back inside as Chris and Liam looked into each other's eyes. With encouragement from their fuckers, the two brothers's lips moved closer until they started to kiss, doing their best to remain in contact as they were both fucked hard from behind. Chris shifted his weight on to his left elbow, and then reached up with his right hand to gently cup his brother's cheek as they explored one another with their tongues, re-finding the sort of tenderness with each other that they had not experienced since their teens.
The sight of the two brothers kissing while both being fucked amped up Chris Pine's level of horniness, and he started pounding in to Liam with increased vigour. Channing Tatum perceived the shift up a gear and did the same so that the two were really hammering in to the brothers, who started moaning into each other's mouths but never broke contact. Eventually it all got too much for Pine and Tatum, and with roars they both exploded inside a Hemsworth, breeding the brothers simultaneously. As the two tops came down from their orgasms the Hemsworths continued to kiss, but were now furiously rubbing their own cocks. With groans muffled by each other they blew on to the sofa, the accompanying contractions of their arses eliciting moans from Channing and Pine. The four of them collapsed in a pile on the sofa, the Hemsworth brothers breathing deeply on to each other's bodies while Tatum's and Pine's cocks softened inside of them.
Evans was next to blow, finally allowing his furious fucking of Reynolds to take him over the edge. With a yell he exploded inside the Canadian, filling him with his first load of the night. Evans barely had time to come down from his eruption before Ryan pulled himself forward off his cock, stood up straight and pushed the host over the table. He rammed inside and gave a few rough thrusts, and then Evans felt his hole filling with a copious splurge of Ryan's seed.
"Fuuuuuuck" yelled Ryan, his head thrust upwards to the ceiling as he bred the host.
The six guys gradually got their senses back, and untangled and disconnected themselves so they could all slump into seats or on the floor around the room. Exhausted and temporarily satiated, they sat back and enjoyed the show that Idris and Pratt were putting on for them. Elba was now on his back on the cushions, with Pratt squatting over his midsection and enthusiastically bouncing up and down on his giant member. His chains were making a hell of a noise, but this was nearly drowned out by Pratt's loud moaning and groaning as he fucked himself on the British actor's horsecock. The wrecking of his hole eventually proved too much, and Pratt exploded on to Idris's chest without touching his dick. He powered on through the orgasm, never stopping his furious riding and continuing to get off on his chains clanking and banging against him. As his own orgasm neared, Idris reached up and gripped the sides of Pratt's hips to helm slam him down even harder, and then with a roar he erupted inside the actor. Only at this point did Pratt stop, resting himself down to fully embed Elba's member in him as it spurted him full of cum.
"Oh fuck yeah, breed me" breathed Pratt, loving the warmth that was spreading through him as the sweat poured off his face.
As Pratt slumped down a bit, with Elba reaching up to help steady him, the others all gave a little round of applause. All except Pine, who looked on with a slightly sad feeling growing inside of him as he watched the man he was falling for being so expertly fucked and bred by someone else. He then looked down, distracting himself by picking at his thumbnail so he didn't have to look any longer.
In time Pratt slowly raised himself up, releasing Idris's giant cock from his now gaping hole. He was about to collapse sideways on to the cushions, but then he caught sight of Pine's sorrowful face. Pratt crawled slowly across the floor, the cum leaking out of his backside as he did so, and then turned and slid into a seated position next to Pine. He slid down slightly, and then lowered his head sideways to rest on his friend's shoulder. Pine leaned his own head over to rest on top of Pratt's, and then reached across and took his friend's hand, giving it a little squeeze before he pushed his fingers in between so they could gently hold one another.
Evans watched the two of them while he lit up a cigarette, inhaling deeply and then blowing out a big puff of smoke. He thought he'd seen something between Pine and Pratt the morning after their first orgy, but the way they were gently holding and resting on one another was only being matched in the room by the way Liam was now lying across his older brother, who was gently cradling him. Evans realised at that point that the eight-man stage of the party was probably now over.
"Gentlemen" he announced, "the guest rooms are all made up if anyone wants to head upstairs. Those who don't, I'm going back out to the tub." He smiled at everyone, and then hoisted himself up and grabbed a beer out of the well-melted ice buckets. Cigarette and bottle in hand, he headed outside.
Ryan and Channing peeled themselves off the floor, looked at the Pine/Pratt and Hemsworth couplings, and then exchanged a glance. They made their way over to where Idris was still lying prostrate on the floor and both reached down to help pull him to his feet, and then the three of them followed their host outside. Grabbing beers and lighting up, they went round to the smaller deck and climbed in to the tub, where Evans was already sitting back and relaxing.
"Thought I'd see you three" said Evans, smirking, "but no chance those other four are going to be following."
"No" replied Reynolds, wincing slightly as a change in position in the tub reminded him how hard Evans had just fucked him. "What's up with Pine and Pratt?"
"They're lovers" said Channing, causing the others to look at him. "Pratt told me in the car on the way over."
"Like, for real lovers?" asked Evans.
"Dunno" replied Channing. "I don't think he meant to tell me, to be honest."
"Jeez" said Reynolds. "I mean, I like a manfuck as much of the rest of you, but it's just a bit of fun. Couldn't imagine losing it for one of you guys. No offence."
"None taken" said Evans, smirking.
"His head must be a mess" said Idris. "Pratt, I mean. He's married. Got a kid."
"He loves Anna" said Channing, shaking his head. "But I think he loves Chris too."
"Fuck" said Evans.
"Happened to me once" said Channing, quietly, taking a draw from his cigarette.
"What did?" asked Evans.
"Fell for a guy. Loved him, loved Jenna, and it fucked with my mind."
"Really, who?" asked the host.
Channing was silent, taking another deep inhale on his smoke.
"You don't have to say" said Ryan, reaching over and gently patting Tatum on his knee.
"No, it's OK" said Channing, before taking a deep breath. "It was Matt. Matt Bomer."
"No shit!" said Evans.
"Yeah" said Channing. "We fucked around in his trailer on set, and then it all got a bit too serious."
"What happened?" asked Idris.
"His partner Simon caught us in bed" sighed Channing, sighing. "At their place. He went fucking mental."
"Fuuuuck" said Ryan and Evans simultaneously.
"Threatened to out me to Jenna, to the press" said Channing, shaking his head. "It was a real fucking mess."
"But he didn't" said Idris.
"No, he was just angry and lashing out" said Channing. "Made me and Matt promise to not see each other off set again. Dunno what happened between them after that, but they're still together so I guess they worked it out."
"What about you?" asked Evans.
"What about me? I came this close to fucking up my marriage and Matt's" said Channing, his face a little pained, "so I laid off the guysex for a while and now only do it to mess around. If I feel anything, I get the hell out of there."
"That's good to know" said Idris, smiling gently at Channing.
"Only way it can be" said Tatum, before drawing the last of his smoke and stubbing out the butt end on the deck.
"Well" said Evans, "you've got nothing to worry with us my friend."
"Just anonymous buttfucks from us!" agreed Ryan.
Channing smiled at everyone, and then the conversation drifted off onto other things.
Pratt and Pine had made their way upstairs, and were lying together in bed in one of the guest rooms, gently holding one another. They hadn't said a word to each other yet, just exchanging sorrowful looks and continuing to hold hands as they'd made their way upstairs. They were now lying with Pratt on his back, and Pine resting his head on Pratt's shoulder.
"I'm sorry", Pratt eventually whispered.
"What for?" asked Pine.
"For this" said Pratt. "For us. For this fucking mess we're in."
Pine didn't reply, instead slowly moving his body up and rolling on to his front a bit so he could reach up and gently plant his lips on Pratt's. After a brief kiss they gazed into each other's eyes, and then Pine lowered his head again for a much deeper kiss. He then pulled up and looked back in to Pratt's eyes again.
"Make love to me" Pine said.
Pratt nodded, rolling himself and Pine over and then planting his lips on his lover's. They kissed deeply, feeling each other's bodies with their hands and uttering gentle moans as they lost themselves in one another. Then, and for many more times during the night, they made love. Pratt fucked Pine missionary, Pratt gave himself to Pine while lying on his front, Pine sat on Pratt and rode him gently, and Pratt finally went to sleep for the last time with Pine spooning him and thrusting gently inside of him. When they awoke the next morning, Pine gave Pratt one final gentle fuck on their sides before they got up for breakfast.
The Hemsworth brothers had retired to another guest room, where Chris finally allowed his boundaries to fall for good. Lying on his front, his midsection propped up on a pillow, he had allowed Liam to fuck him for the first time. Liam fucked him for the second time barely an hour later, lying in his back while his godlike older brother rode him, Chris losing himself in the feeling of finally giving up the dominant act he had put on for so many years. Chris then buried himself inside Liam's familiar hole missionary style, but this time he leaned over and gently screwed his brother while they gazed into one another's eyes. Sleeping in one another's arms, they rose in the morning and Chris allowed his previously-submissive younger brother to mark the new day by bending over for him in the ensuite shower.
After a relaxing dip in the tub, the other four had made their way up to Evans's bedroom for the night. With one load left in each of them, they had experimented with positions around the room for over an hour before falling asleep in the giant super kingsize bed. Ryan had Channing on all fours on the bed and pummelled him from behind, while Tatum gobbled on Evans's cock. Evans was bent over to allow Idris to fuck him steadily from behind. They then all switched up so Ryan was on all fours sucking on Evans, Idris was buried inside Reynolds, and Tatum was giving Elba's still-loose hole a seeing to. Channing and Reynolds then double-fucked Idris who was in turn moaning around Evans's cock in his mouth, before Elba and the host swapped positions so Captain America could take a turn riding on the two poles. For the final position Reynolds and Tatum did a 69, with Idris fucking Reynolds and Evans fucking Tatum. Managing to synchronise almost perfectly, the four men blew at the same time so that Ryan and Channing both got to savour cum pouring down their throats and into their arses together. For the rest of the night the four of them slept together in the huge bed, with each guy only occasionally waking either because they had a boner that needed attention or because one of the others was slipping into their holes.
At breakfast the next morning the eight of them chatted about the news, gossip about other Hollywood stars, or whatever came to them. Chris Hemsworth was a lot quieter than usual, but seemed happy enough and spent a lot of his time gazing lovingly at his brother. Pine and Pratt threw out all pretences and were openly affectionate towards one another in front of everyone. As the morning wound down they peeled off towards home, with Idris calling a car to come and collect him, and Channing catching a lift with Ryan back to his place. The Hemsworths headed off next, clearly intending to go to Chris's apartment for a couple of days before he had to return to his family in Australia. Last to leave were Pine and Pratt, who Evans left alone for a while to say their goodbyes in private. Anna was back in town that afternoon, so there was no opportunity for any more time together.
When they had eventually left, Evans set about clearing up the worst of the mess before he called the cleaning company to finish the job. When the last of the kinky hampers was stowed away in his garage, he poured himself an iced tea, lit a cigarette and headed out onto the deck to enjoy the late morning sunshine. Relaxing into one of the sun loungers, he put his head back and thought back to the events of the night before.
"That was awesome" he said to himself, a big smile breaking across his face. He lay back and ran it all through his mind, finding himself becoming aroused as he thought about all the kink and all the cum. He became so turned on that he knew he needed to do something about it. Reaching into his pocket for his phone he flicked through his contacts list, and then stopped at a certain name. Smiling, he dialled and call and waited for the answer.
"Hello?" said the familiar voice of Jeremy Renner.
"Yo, dude" said Chris, "it's your captain. You free? I need to be fucked. Fucked hard."
"On my way" said Renner, clicking off the call.
"Awesome" sighed Evans, laying back and taking a deep draw of his cigarette. "Awesome."
TO BE CONTINUED
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