Warning: the following contains content of a homosexual nature. If this sort of thing upsets you, or if you are under age, then I advise you to leave this page. You have been warned. I claim to not know Mr. Timberlake or Mr. Raymond or any other person or persons mentioned. This story does not reflect the real people. It is for fictional entertainment only.
Usher's Justification Where we left off: Usher... [Having his first gay sex] "AAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!" they both screamed together. Usher felt bloated as masses of hot white fluid gushed up his ass as Nick continued to fuck him even when he went soft. Eventually, Usher collapsed on the bed, bringing down Nick with him. Usher rolled over to face Nick, and licked the guys tongue with his own, before their lips met for a deep French kiss. "That was fucking amazing!" Usher said. "Glad you enjoyed it. But it's only early yet..." Nick gave Usher a cheeky smile, and bent down for a deep, slow kiss with his new boo. "Shower?" Usher asked. Justin... [After wanking himself off] He blew his load all over his hand, chest and face. Splashes of it hit the floor and the wall behind him. "Fuck me," Justin said between sharp breaths, "I gotta get laid!"
Chapter 4 "So Michael, what do you like to do in your spare time?" Justin asked his new acquaintance. "Lots of stuff; I'll try anything once." He gave Justin a wink. On a visit to Miami Beach on Justin's short stay to Florida, Justin had seen a young, white guy, no older than 18, lying in the sand. Justin, who hadn't been recognized by anyone for the first time in ages, took the opportunity to do some major flirting. Michael was the guy's name, and he was the best looking guy Justin had ever seen, who wasn't famous. He was strong and muscular Canadian with spiky light brown- slightly blonde- hair. Dark, sexy eyes looked back at Justin as the pair talked. Justin non-subtly looked down at the guy's muscular chest. There was definition and abs, but not too much that he looked bulky. The longer Justin stared at this God, the more urgent and obsessed he became, until, when lust grew to be too much for him said: "Fuck this shit. Come on, we're going back to my hotel." Michael, thrown by Justin's outburst, was lifted off the ground by Justin's pull. He was both nervous and excited by Justin's sudden eagerness. When they reached Justin's hotel room, Justin pulled Michael into a kiss before they even had a chance to shut the door. Justin had thrown his t-shirt off and had begun to pull Michael's shorts down. "STOP!" Michael said loudly. Justin stared at him, disappointedly. "Don't you want this?" he said. "Of course I fuckin' do! I just wanna close the flaming door!" he turned and shut the door behind them. He took a hold of Justin's hand and walked him over to the bed. "I'm sorry, I'm just..." he turned red embarrassed. "I'm just..." "Don't worry about it." Michael smiled at Justin. Justin liked the way Michael was able to make him feel good without trying too hard. "I can see you're a bit eager, but that doesn't mean we can't take things slowly." He stood up and pulled down his shorts. "Now...Let's get down to business! Suck me!!" He turned suddenly dominant, that Justin had no time what so ever to object, not that he would! He reached out his hand to Michael's penis and grasped it in his fist. He began to wank the length. 7½" of thick, rock hard cock was running through his hand. Justin reached out his other hand and grasped Michael's balls and began to fondle them gently. His tongue began to lick the sweet pink head as he leant forward towards the treasure that Michael had produced for him. His mouth opened wide and took the whole length in his mouth and into his throat. The previous experience with Jamie and other bell boys had given him the ability to take the whole length of a penis down the throat without gagging. Michael began to breathe loudly, his hands reaching behind Justin's head and pulling him in deeper. Justin began to make soft sucking sounds, making Michael harder and hornier. Justin allowed one of his hands to roam around Michael's body, feeling his hard nipples and his hard abs. About ten minutes later, Justin could feel Michael's balls begin to twitch, and his whole body convulsed as he came deep in Justin's oesophagus. "Aaaaaaah..." Michael called as he ejaculated. "Fuck me, your good! Ooh...fuck me..." "Okay." "Huh?" "I'll fuck you if you want." Michael immediately went down on all fours as Justin forced his tongue into his ass, preparing the amazingly sexy Canadian for Justin's tool. Michael began to whisper in French as Justin shovelled deeper into Michael's rear end. Switching his tongue for his dick, Justin began to push into Michael. Michael had a tight ass and Justin loved the way his sphincter muscles played and teased with his cock. The rhythm continued to get quicker and quicker; Michael was groaning and moaning, uttering words in both French and English. Justin, who was turned on so easily by the sexy language Michael kept muttering that he quickly blew his load in Michael's ass. Pulling out his cock quickly, the hot white jizz continued to spurt all over Michael's ass. It trickled off Michael like wet icing on a cake, dripping on to the floor. Justin bent down and began to lick his ass spotlessly clean, swallowing his own come up, enjoying the taste. "Let me fuck you now. My cock's rock hard." Justin laid on his back on the floor, bringing his legs up, revealing his hot pink hole. Michael pushed his 8 incher all the way in without preparing Justin's ass for the incredible thickness. A high pitched screech echoed in the room from the intensity of Michael's penis rubbing the walls of his butt, the friction causing white hot sparks to ignite in Justin's ass. Justin began to scream in agony, so much pain and he wanted more. Pain surpassed, leaving lust and hunger. He looked up at Michael. Sweat was pouring down the Canadian's forehead; his torso was glistening in the Miami sunshine. Justin kept looking at Michael, looking deep into his eyes. He couldn't believe how good looking he was, he was sure that he must be a model of some kind. How could anyone be this amazingly sexy and not be famous. Justin pulled Michael down and began to kiss him, slipping his tongue into Michael's mouth, caressing the other's tongue with their own. Michael pulled away from their moment of passion and continued to power fuck Justin's ass. Justin, continuing to stare up at his partner, began to groan harder and louder until, with a sudden burst of fire that erupted from his lungs and bellowed out, Justin let rip a huge cry of despair as spurt after spurt exploded from the tip of his head. He could feel the heat from his hot sperm as it ran up his cock and watched with exhausted pleasure as white globs of his come hit his own face and chest as well as hitting Michael. "Ooooooooh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Fuck! Ah, SHIT!" Justin was shaking hard as spunk continued erupting from his penis. Michael, encouraged to fuck harder and faster, was sent over the edge by Justin's orgasm and he came deep inside Justin's ass hole. Justin blew more as he felt Michael's jizz hit his prostate, filling him up, cum dripping out of his vacuumed anus. "OOH FUCK!!!" Michael collapsed on top of Justin's cum drenched chest, resting his head against his hard chest, the cum gluing them together. Michael stuck his tongue out and began to lick Justin's chest clean, tasting Justin's sticky milk. Licking his nipples and shoulder, face and neck and then going down on his soft penis, cleaning up his shaft, head and balls. He ran his tongue through Justin's pubic hair, picking up the cream with his mouth and then moving back up to his mouth, licking Justin's nose and cheek. He tongued Justin's neck and left a hickey. He then re-entered Justin's mouth, the pair of them exhausted and content at the same time. Justin was lying down with Michael on top of him, his cock still buried inside Justin. They embraced each other affectionately. When Michael pulled out of Justin with his flaccid cock and stood up, Justin took the time to watch his new friend, still unable to believe that he had been fucked by someone that handsome. Sweat beads danced across the hunk's back as he moved into the bathroom to grab a towel and clean himself up. Justin watched Michael's face while they both got changed into their clothes. Before they left the hotel room, they shared one more passionate kiss and decided to switch email addresses. Justin wasn't going to let this one get away...not ever!
End of Chapter 4
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