Horny Halloween

A gay Hollywood movie producer was throwing a private Halloween party at his L.A. mansion for a bunch of hot celeb guys and everyone invited was asked to come wearing sexy costumes.

Chris Evans arrived dressed as a sexy farm boy; he was wearing blue denim overalls, cowboy boots and a stetson hat. He didn’t have a shirt on underneath so his broad shoulders and sinewy arms were visible, and he left one overall strap undone so his left pec was on display. He sauntered in, looking around at all the hot guys before he headed to where the bar was set-up to order a drink. As he stood by the bar and took a swig of his drink he could tell someone walked up next to him.

“Well... helloooo cowboy!” The man exclaimed.

“Actually, I’m a farm boy.” Evans replied. He then turned his head and realized the man was Ryan Reynolds. “Hey, uhhh…” Chris saw that Ryan wasn’t wearing anything but orange underwear with a jack-o’-lantern face over the front.

Reynolds’ crotch was bulging obscenely, obviously stuffed with something.

“So uhh… what are you supposed to be?” Evans asked, laughing.

“I’m a trick ‘r treat basket. Go ahead, reach inside and grab something nice.” Ryan teased as he stood there with his hands on his hips and a smirk on his face.

Chris stuck his hand down Ryan’s bulge and felt that his crotch had been stuffed with candy. “Ohh I definitely feel something I like.” He chuckled as he groped Reynolds’ cock and balls.

“Now, now… just take one.” Ryan said grinning, clearly enjoying it.

Evans removed his hand, pulling out a piece of candy that he popped in his mouth. “Thanks.”

“No problem. Now if you’ll excuse me… I have to go share with everyone.” The Canadian actor winked before he left to mingle with other guys at the party.

As Chris continued to stand by the bar and finish his drink he noticed his friend and fellow Marvel superhero actor Chris Pratt walk in dressed as Indiana Jones. He motioned for Pratt to come join him at the bar. “How’s it goin’, buddy?” Evans asked as he embraced his friend and patted him on the back.

“Pretty good, cowboy. But I thought we were supposed to dress sexy, not slutty.” Pratt replied as he grabbed Evans’ exposed left pec and gave his nipple a pinch.

“I’ll have you know I’m a sexy farm boy, and you should see some of the sluts around here. Speaking of…” The Captain America star trailed off as he pointed out another man at the party.

Kellan Lutz was walking around dressed as Tarzan, which is to say that he was wearing nothing but a tiny leopard-print loincloth; it was just a string around his waist with two pieces of fabric, one in the front which only covered his genitals and one in the back which only covered about half of his muscular ass. Lutz had also slicked his smooth muscles with oil so they looked even more defined. He was strutting around with his bare chest puffed-out as he mingled with different guys.

“Damn, now I feel overdressed.” Pratt said as he admired Kellan’s beefy pecs from afar.

“Don’t worry about that, bro.” Evans put an arm around his friend’s shoulder. “I have no doubt someone’s gonna’ get you out of that costume tonight.” He said before ordering them shots.

Pratt chuckled and then sniffed the air. “You’re not wearin’ deodorant, are you?” He asked.

Evans lifted his arm up, showing off his hairy, sweaty armpit. “Nope. Farm boys like it dirty.” He laughed before he grabbed their drinks and handed over one. “To gettin’ laid!” He toasted.

“I’ll drink to that.” Pratt replied as they knocked-back their shots.

Meanwhile at the party Kellan Lutz kept walking around flirting with guys, enjoying all the attention he was getting. Guys kept staring at his glistening, beefcake pecs and it was giving him a big ego boost. His cock was already semi-hard and it lifted up the front of his loincloth a bit, which meant that his balls were visible from the sides.

Joe Manganiello was there dressed as a sexy cop; he was wearing tight, dark blue pants, a belt with handcuffs and a nightstick attached, aviator sunglasses and a police officer’s hat, but he was totally bare-chested. The tall Italian stud started checking-out Lutz. He looked at him from behind, appreciating his ass which was mostly exposed and when Kellan turned to the side he saw his big balls. Joe walked up behind him and cleared his throat. “Son, I’m gonna’ have to have a word with you.” He declared.

Lutz turned around and looked at looked at Manganiello. He recognized that this was a challenge from another Alpha-Male. “Me Tarzan.” He replied stoically, embracing his manly character. The two men were standing right in front of each other, their nipples were almost touching each other’s chests.

Joe smirked at the other man cockily. “Like I said; I’m gonna’ have to have a word with you. Let’s take this somewhere more private and deal with this one-on-one.” Manganiello turned and headed for the stairs that led up to the private bedrooms.

Kellan didn’t like that someone else was calling the shots but his masculine pride demanded that he rise to Manganiello’s challenge and he followed him upstairs.

Some of the bedrooms were already in use, they could hear moaning and shouting coming from behind the closed doors. It was obvious that some guys were using this costume party as an opportunity to roleplay. Joe opened the door to one of the unoccupied rooms and once they stepped inside, he locked the door behind them.

Manganiello stood with his feet planted apart and grinned at Lutz. “Well now, son… I’m afraid you’re under arrest for indecent exposure, I could see your nutsack hangin’ out a mile away.” He chuckled arrogantly. “But I think we can work out an arrangement…” He added.

Kellan scowled back him, not liking the scenario Joe was leading him into. “Me Tarzan…” He thumped his fists against his pectorals like an ape. “You bottom.” The younger actor grunted.

Manganiello just laughed. “Well son, if you don’t want to make a deal…” He grabbed his handcuffs. “Then you’re gonna’ do hard time!” He exclaimed. Joe suddenly forced himself on the other man and even though Lutz fought back Joe overpowered him and shoved him down onto the bed. Manganiello gripped Kellan’s arms tightly and shackled his wrists together behind his back like a prisoner.

Lutz was groaning angrily as he tried to push back against Joe but it was no use, with his hands cuffed he was powerless to stop the other man from having his way with him.

“Now we’re gonna’ have some fun!” Manganiello shouted as he grabbed Kellan’s loincloth and tore it off his body.

“Shit!” Lutz cursed. He hadn’t brought anything else to wear so he was now stuck at the party in the nude.

Joe chuckled again as he spanked Kellan’s muscular glutes, leaving big, red handprints on those firm buttocks. He then took the nightstick off his belt and swatted his prisoner’s ass with it hard.

Lutz could hear him slurping on the end of the nightstick and he knew what was coming next.

Manganiello rubbed the tip of the nightstick against Kellan’s asshole. “This is to get you ready for the main event.” He taunted the helpless man.

Lutz could feel that the end of the baton was slicked with Joe’s saliva, but knew it wouldn’t be enough lube to make this comfortable. He braced himself but couldn’t help but howl when Manganiello plunged the stick up his ass.

“If ya’ can’t do the time, don’t do the crime!” Joe bellowed, laughing as he fucked Kellan with the rod using a twisting motion.

Lutz bit the sheets beneath him as he panted and endured the hot pain in his ass.

Eventually Manganiello stopped and pulled the nightstick out. “Alright, now you’re good and ready.” He declared menacingly as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his erect manhood. Joe started sliding all 12 inches of his fat Italian sausage up Kellan’s already abused ass.

Lutz let out a long, deep groan as Manganiello filled him with cock.

Joe began thrusting into him and each time his hips slammed into the other man’s body he gave him a hard smack on the ass with the police baton.

Kellan was panting as his ass was pounded and smacked repeatedly. He hated being dominated by another man but his own cock inevitably got hard underneath him as Manganiello’s massive prick stretched his hole and rubbed his prostate.

Joe kept plowing hard and eventually felt his balls tighten-up. “Ohhhh yeah! Fuck, your ass is good!” He yelled out loud as he came, firing his hot load. “Shiiiiiit! That was some damn good pussy!” He laughed heartily, looking down at Lutz’s buttocks covered in red bruises.

Manganiello was riding high on the surge of testosterone and bravado that comes from making another cocky muscle-stud your bitch. He kept laughing as he stepped back to catch his breath.

Laying there with his hands cuffed behind his back Kellan tried to get up on his knees which raised his ass up in front of Joe.

Manganiello looked at Lutz’s big balls dangling below his aching hole. “Let this be a lesson, son; you don’t wanna’ get arrested for indecent exposure? Cover those nuts!” He shouted and then swatted Kellan’s testicles with the nightstick. Not too hard but enough to cause the vulnerable man to collapse back down on the bed, groaning in pain.

“FUCK YOU!” Lutz growled angrily.

“Not tonight, Tarzan.” Joe scoffed as he headed over to the door and unlocked it. “Try to stay outta’ trouble.” He said before he left, leaving Kellan lying there naked and helpless. He walked back down the hall with his fly wide open with his trimmed bush and his now soft, but still huge cock on full display. Manganiello’s former “True Blood” co-star Ryan Kwanten had just come up the stairs and they met-up in the hallway.

“Hey there, mate. Good to see you again.” Kwanten said in his natural Australian accent as he smiled at his friend’s exposed genitals.

“Hey buddy, good to see you too.” Joe replied as he adjusted his aviator sunglasses, looking the hot Aussie actor over. He was a sexy angel with fluffy white wings strapped to his back and nothing but white briefs on, showing off his tight body. “If you’re lookin’ to have fun there’s a nice surprise in the room back there.” He told his friend with a sly grin.

“Thanks, mate.” Ryan replied as they parted ways. Kwanten stepped over to the doorway and saw Kellan on the bed. “Let me guess; you fought the law, and the law won.” He chuckled.

Downstairs by the bar Chris Pratt had left Chris Evans to mingle with some other guys. Evans was still standing by the bar when he noticed the quite tall and handsome actor Armie Hammer walk up to him.

Hammer was dressed as a construction worker. He was wearing a yellow hard hat, an orange safety vest with nothing underneath and blue jeans with work boots. He grew out his facial hair and there was a swath of body hair over his upper chest. “Howdy, cowboy. How’s it goin’?” He asked, smiling at Evans.

Chris was starting to think he should’ve been more straight-forward with his costume. “It’s goin’ pretty good so far.” He answered before finishing his drink. “And I’m a farm boy.” He added.

“That’s hot…” Armie replied as he looked over the other man, appreciating his left pectoral hanging out. “You know, Henry Cavill brags about having sex with you a lot.” He said as he reached over and felt Evans’ exposed pec, squeezing the firm, hairy muscle.

“I’ll bet he does…” Chris said, raising his eyebrows and grinning smugly as he looked up at Hammer’s light blue eyes.

Armie was excited to hook-up with the Captain America star. “I hope your ass is as good as he says it is.” He muttered, still playing with Evans’ pec.

“Ohh it is, I’m just hoping you can give me a good ride.” Chris responded, grabbing Hammer by the crotch and feeling the bulge in his jeans.

Armie stared him in the eyes. “Don’t worry… It’s big and long like I am.” He told him, leaning his tall frame over him to help illustrate his point.

“I can’t wait.” Evans whispered before tilting his head up and kissing the other man on the lips.

After sharing a quick kiss by the bar Chris led Armie over to the stairs.

Joe Manganiello came walking down with his cock still hanging out. “Hey there, fellas. Have a good evening.” He said as he walked past them, unashamed of his manhood being on display.

Evans and Hammer shared a chuckle before they headed upstairs. As they stepped into the hallway one of the doors opened and two men walked out; Anthony Mackie and Sebastian Stan.

Anthony was dressed as a boxer, wearing boxing gloves and loose-fitting blue shorts. Sebastian also happened to be dressed as a construction worker, wearing a hard hat and safety vest with no shirt like Armie was, except his jeans had been cut to make them short shorts. The two men smiled and laughed as they saw their Captain America co-star approach.

“Looks like you two have been busy already.” Chris said as he walked up and gave them both a hug and a quick open-mouthed kiss.

“You know it. Got the room nice and ready for you.” Mackie replied, winking at Evans.

“Hey man, we’re twins!” Stan exclaimed, grinning over at Hammer.

“Great minds think alike.” Armie commented as he looked at the other man’s mostly bare legs and noticed there was still a bit of cum smeared across Sebastian’s inner thighs.

“We’ll leave you to have fun with this tall drink of water, cowboy.” Anthony whispered in Chris’ ear.

As the other guys went to leave Mackie stopped to fist-bump with Hammer while Stan gave him a high-five and a slap on the butt.

“I like your friends.” Armie chuckled as he walked into the room.

Evans looked at the two, there were at the end of the hall facing him and acting like they were riding a bucking bronco. “Me too.” Chris said, giving them a thumbs-up before stepping inside.

Once they were alone together in the room Armie sniffed the air. “Smells like your buddies got the room all sweaty.” He chuckled.

“Yep, they know I like it like that.” Chris replied before they eagerly embraced each other and started making out. Evans reached down and unzipped Hammer’s fly. He started kissing down the man’s body, swiping his tongue through Armie’s chest hair and giving each nipple a quick suck. He then bent down as he licked along his abs before kneeling in front of the taller man and grinning up at his face. “Time to see what you’re workin’ with.” Chris said before he pulled down Hammer’s jeans and underwear.

The 6’5’’ actor was endowed with a mouth-watering 12 inch long penis. “I hope you can handle it.” Armie teased, smirking down at the Captain America star.

“Don’t worry, I’m used to screwing around with guys who are… gifted.” Evans replied, grinning at the long shaft hungrily. “Just watch.” He declared before opening wide and swallowing Hammer’s cockhead.

Armie watched in awe as Chris went down on him, deepthroating his entire prick.

Evans slobbered on the massive shaft before he stood back up and kissed Hammer again. “I need that big thing up my ass. Right now!” He exclaimed, unable to restrain his lust.

“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Armie muttered as he grabbed Chris and bent him over the bed. Evans’ overalls had a flap over the ass, held up by two buttons. Hammer opened it and let it fall, exposing his hairy, muscular ass. Armie couldn’t help but squat behind him, stick his face between Chris’ sweaty buttcheeks and kiss his asshole before he stood back up and started rubbing his cockhead against it. “I’ve been looking forward to this…” Hammer breathed out slowly.

“Good. Don’t hold back.” Evans told him.

Armie used his right hand to grip the one strap that was still holding up Chris’ overalls and with his left hand he held him by the waist. The tall stud then thrust forward, driving his manhood deep into the farm boy hunk.

“Ohhh fuck yeah! That’s it, keep going!” Evans moaned and begged.

Hammer began thrusting repeatedly, sliding his long shaft back and forth in his companion’s ass and feeling his anus grip him tightly. “Ohhhhh yeah!” Armie groaned happily as he kept plowing into Chris, feeling his low-hanging balls sway back and forth.

Evans grunted and pushed his ass back to meet Hammer’s thrusts.

“Goddamn! Now I know what Cavill’s been bragging about!” Armie moaned out loud.

“Yeah… so how about I do something for you that’ll make him jealous?” Chris grinned as he made his proposition.

“Ohh hell yes, what are we gonna’ do?” Hammer asked excitedly.

The two men stopped fucking for a moment and Chris stripped out of his overalls, wearing nothing but the cowboy boots and stetson hat. He had Armie lay on his back on the bed wearing only his safety vest, hard hat and work boots, his cock still rigid. Evans got on the bed and squatted over Hammer’s waist. He reached down and grabbed the other man’s prick, guiding it to his asshole.

“Oh my God… Fuck. Yes.” Armie muttered as he watched this superhero movie sex symbol mount his erection like it was a mechanical bull.

Chris just winked at him before he slid down on his shaft and then started thrusting his hips up and down.

Evans rode Hammer’s cock with passion, clinching his anus when he lifted himself up and then squeezing his buttocks when he shoved himself back down.

Armie was in ecstasy as he laid there and watched Chris ride him, focusing on his beefcake pecs as they bounced. He was practically hypnotized as he stared at Evans’ hairy slabs of muscle rise and fall.

“Hey, my eyes are up here!” Chris joked, laughing. He kept bouncing up and down and his pectorals were dripping with sweat now.

“I know where your eyes are.” Hammer replied before he leaned up and sucked on Evans sensitive left nipple.

“Aww yeah, that’s it!” Chris moaned as he started to really grind his ass down on Armie’s prick. His own hard cock was rubbing against the other man’s abs.

The tall stud sucked and licked all over Evans’ pecs before he turned his attention to his armpits. Hammer eagerly ate-out both of his pits, lapping up all the tangy sweat.

The two men were panting and moaning as they felt themselves get closer to orgasm.

Chris tightened his ass even more as he thrust up and down harder than ever.

Armie’s eyes rolled back when he reached climax and he couldn’t help but bite down on Evans’ shoulder as he flooded his insides with hot cum.

Chris grabbed his hat and started waving it in the air as if he really was riding a bull. “YEEHAW!!!” He bellowed at the top of his lungs while spraying Hammer’s abs with his load.

Armie laid back on the bed and tried to catch his breath. “God… damn…” He panted.

“Don’t forget to tell the ‘Man of Steel’ all about it next time ya’ see him.” Evans said as he got off the bed and started putting his overalls back on.

“He’ll want to give you a ride… next time he sees you.” Hammer replied.

“Ohh… I’m countin’ on it, partner.” Chris chuckled, smirking as he tipped his hat and winked at Armie before he left the room.

Hammer laughed when Evans closed the door behind him, he had put his overalls back on but left the butt-flap open; his ass was hanging out with a bit of cum dripping out his hole.

Out in the hallway Ryan Kwanten was coming out of one of the rooms at the same time Chris walked out. “Well look at you; big sexy farm boy!” Ryan exclaimed.

Evans grinned at him, he was naked except for the angel wings strapped to his back. “Yeah, nice angel costume.”

“I had some underwear, but uhh… angels are supposed to be naked anyway, right?” Kwanten replied with a shrug.

“Good call.” Chris said as he motioned for Ryan to come walk with him.

The Aussie actor came up beside him. “Sounds like you had a good time.” He whispered in Evans’ ear before giving him a slap on his bare ass.

“Heard that, huh?” Chris laughed.

“Ohh yeah, not to mention you stink to high-heaven and you’ve got spunk leaking out your backdoor.” Kwanten stuck a couple fingers in Evans’ anus and scooped out some cum. He raised his fingers to his lips and ate it.

“Hey man, farm boys put in a hard day’s work.” Chris clapped Ryan on the back as he put an arm around him. “And we like it dirty.” They shared a laugh as they headed back downstairs together.

Meanwhile at the party Ryan Reynolds had bumped into Chris Pratt and offered him some candy from his underwear.

Pratt was feeling around his crotch but couldn’t find any candy. “Are you sure you have any left?” He asked, smirking at him.

“Ohh I’m sure. Keep looking, maybe it’s tucked under my balls.” Reynolds replied.

Chris reached his fingers underneath Ryan’s testicles and felt his taint. “Yeah there’s something there. I think I got it. Wait it kinda feels like…” He trailed off and looked at Reynolds quizzically. “Dude, do you have a candy necklace shoved up your ass like anal beads?” Pratt stifled a laugh.

Ryan leaned in and whispered in his ear; “Happy Halloween.”

Chris grabbed the back of his head with one hand and pulled him into a deep kiss. With his other hand he pulled down Reynolds’ jack-o’-lantern underwear, reached around and started slowly pulling the candy necklace out.

Some other guys at the party laughed or whistled at the sight.

They continued making-out until Pratt pulled out the entire necklace. “Want to head upstairs with me?” He propositioned the other man.

“I’ve got a better idea; let’s go downstairs, I heard there’s something really naughty going on down in the basement.” Ryan explained, pulling off his underwear.

“Alright, I’m game.” Chris replied.

“And bring the ass-candy.” Reynolds added before they headed downstairs.

The basement of the mansion was usually just a spacious storage area, but for tonight they brought down a large inflatable pool for some Halloween mud wrestling. Except instead of mud the pool was filled with chocolate syrup, whip-cream and gummy worms.

“Holy shit!” Pratt exclaimed when he saw two naked men grappling with each other slathered in chocolate and whip-cream. “That’s nasty… but kinda hot too, yeah.”

The two guys currently wrestling were Chris and Liam Hemsworth. The older Hemsworth brother had the upper hand and pinned Liam’s arms behind his back. “Thought you could take on your big bro, didn’t ya?” He taunted his sibling. “Think again!” He shouted as he pushed Liam onto the edge of the pool and spanked him. “Get your chocolate-covered arse out of here!” He laughed.

Liam laughed along with his older brother as they shared a quick kiss before he exited the pool in defeat. He went to go stand next to Ryan.

“Still undefeated!” Chris Hemsworth yelled, raising his arms and flexing his biceps in triumph.

The crowd of men watching cheered and clapped for Hemsworth.

“Who’s next?” The ripped Aussie asked aloud.

“I think you’re up.” Reynolds whispered in Pratt’s ear.

“I’ll take a crack at it.” Pratt declared as he took off his hat and started undressing. “I’ll probably be cleaning chocolate out of my crack for a week afterwards though.” He added, chuckling.

“Ohh don’t worry about that, I’ll lick you clean.” Ryan said, smirking at him.

Hemsworth watched his fellow Marvel superhero actor strip nude; Pratt had recently bulked-up for the second Guardians of the Galaxy movie and Hemsworth was eager to get his hands all over his firm, muscular body.

Pratt stepped in the pool and as he sank into the sweet and sticky mire he gasped out loud as his genitals were submersed in the gooey liquid. “Cold! Cold! Cold!” He shouted.

Hemsworth waded over to the other man. “You ready, mate?” He asked.

“Yep, just… didn’t realize this would feel so weird.” Pratt answered. “So you’ve been in here long?” He gave the Australian stud a perplexed look.

“I may or may not have a gummy worm in my arse.” Hemsworth shook his butt a little. “I think I like it.” He replied with a goofy grin.

“Ohh yeah? Well you should’a seen…” Pratt trailed off as he looked over at Ryan and Liam. Reynolds was on his knees sucking Liam’s chocolate-glazed cock while the younger Hemsworth brother was eating the candy necklace that had been up Ryan’s ass.

“Uhh, nevermind. I’m ready when you are.” Pratt said.

“Alright. Let’s rumble.” Hemsworth declared.

The two men gripped each other’s bodies and started grappling, each man trying to push the other over.

Pratt had to widen his stance and step back as Hemsworth exerted his strength on him. “Ohhhh boy, my junk and my crank are never gonna’ be clean again after this.” He moaned.

“Ohh come on, get into it! Don’t ya’ love feelin’ all this goop on your cock… and in between your bum… and all around the family jewels?” The horny Aussie rambled, swiveling his hips.

“Dude you’re freaky. But it’s a sexy kind of freaky.” Pratt muttered as he started to get hornier and felt his dick stiffen.

“I’ll show ya’ freaky!” Hemsworth yelled as he shoved Pratt down into the muck on his back.

The crowd cheered as Hemsworth mounted the other man. He started humping him, rubbing their erections together. “Like it now, don’t ya’?” He taunted him.

“Yeah! Now I like it.” Pratt replied with a big grin.

Hemsworth groped Pratt’s beefy body as he kept grinding their cocks against each other.

Ryan was now slobbering all over Liam’s shaft while jerking himself off and most of the men watching had started masturbating too.

The Guardians of the Galaxy star was moaning out loud as the huge Australian hunk treated him to the best frottage of his life, the chocolate and whip-cream serving as lubrication.

Hemsworth growled aggressively as he reached orgasm, adding his spunk to the mixture.

That set off Pratt who bucked his hips upward into Hemsworth as he shot his load.

Reynolds had sucked-off Liam and swallowed all his cum while spraying his own on the floor.

The other satisfied men in the room whistled and cheered when Hemsworth and Pratt got out of the pool together.

“I’m not taking any more challengers tonight. I’m making sure I go out on top.” The older Hemsworth brother announced.

“And what a top.” Pratt joked, giving the other man a hard, wet slap on the ass..

The men laughed and everyone gathered around the two actors named Chris.

“You guys still need to get cleaned up…” Ryan said, licking his lips.

Hemsworth and Pratt grinned at each other as the group started licking all over their nude bodies.

Liam got down on his knees behind his brother and began eating-out his ass. “You were right, Chris; there was a gummy worm up your fanny!” He declared, pulling it out of his big brother’s asshole and then eating it.

The older Hemsworth laughed out loud. “Best Halloween ever!”