Adventures In The Dungeon 8

There are many places in Hollywood where male celebrities can hook-up with each other discretely and have the most mind-blowing sex of their lives. Some of these places are more popular and more kinky than others. One such location is most-commonly known simply as; “The Dungeon”. To most people the building appears to be just an expensive fitness centre for an exclusive client list of men in L.A., but in reality it’s just the main floor of Hollywood’s favourite hook-up spot. With an underground section that serves as a sex club catering to a wide range of famous men; actors, athletes, models, and more.

On this particular day Taron Egerton was waiting to meet someone here. The Welsh actor was sitting on a bench in the weightlifting area, anxiously looking over towards the entrance in anticipation. Eventually the man he was waiting for walked in; Zac Efron.

Zac was looking beefier and manlier than ever these days, a black tank top struggled to contain his big, hairy chest. He caught sight of Taron and a grin spread over his handsome, bearded face as he walked over.

Egerton smiled excitedly and got down on his hands and knees right there in the middle of the gym. When Efron stood in front of him he nuzzled his face in the other man’s crotch and inhaled his scent shamelessly.

Zac chuckled smugly and reached a hand down to tousle Taron’s hair. “Good boy…” He muttered. He then pulled out his dick and watched the other man immediately suck it into his mouth.

Egerton greedily slurped on Efron’s manhood, feeling it get bigger in his warm, wet mouth.

A sight like this wasn’t considered out of the ordinary at The Dungeon, as a matter-of-fact it didn’t even crack the top ten wildest things that had been done in public here. The other men in the gym simply laughed and smiled lewdly as they watched. 

“I’m gonna’ work-out a bit and get a good sweat going. You go downstairs and get ready for me, understand?” Zac said, smirking down at the man on all fours.

“Yes, sir.” Taron replied obediently before he stood up and headed down into the underground section of the building that earned the establishment’s reputation as “The Dungeon”. 

Efron smirked as he watched Egerton leave and then started his usual workout, performing some chest exercises to strengthen his upper-body. After a few minutes he had developed a sheen of sweat that clung to his dark chest hair. He finally headed downstairs and got changed into some leather fetish gear. 

Taron was waiting in one of the private rooms. He was wearing nothing but a leather harness on his chest and collar around his neck, and he was kneeling on a cushioned platform.

Zac walked into the room dressed in full Leather Daddy gear; an open vest, chaps with nothing underneath, and matching hat, all in black. “Are you ready for this?” He asked smugly while he stood in the doorway with his dick jutting-out from his exposed groin.

“Ohhh yes…” Egerton breathed out slowly, staring at Efron’s throbbing manhood and literally drooling on himself.

“Good.” Zac declared before he shut the door and made his way behind the other man. He knelt on the platform and gripped the back of Taron’s harness. “Because I’m not going easy on you.” He whispered into his companion’s ear.

Egerton shivered when he felt Efron’s hot breath on his neck. “Thank you.” He moaned.

With one hand holding the harness Zac thrust his hips and plunged his cock deep into the other man’s ass.

“Ohhhh yes… I missed you, sir…” Taron whimpered.

The American stud chuckled at the British actor’s confession. “You’ve been craving my dick, haven’t you?” He teased.

“Fuck yeah, I have!” Egerton exclaimed. “Richard Madden fucked me, but it just wasn’t the same.” He admitted shamelessly.

“Good to know he’s a weak fucker!” Efron laughed callously. He continuously pumped his hips, making sure every time he slammed forward his shaft was gliding along the other man’s prostate.

Taron panted and moaned as he endured his lover’s merciless pounding, all while maintaining a perfect arch to his back.

Zac grinned, listening to the British actor reminded him of how much power he had over the other man ever since he humiliated and dominated him at Hugh Jackman’s house. Egerton was now completely submissive to him and practically addicted to his cock. It was a significant boost to Efron’s already swollen ego.

Taron’s face was starting to turn red; he was sweating, panting, heaving and moaning as the other man dominated him. He could feel his tender asshole stretch to accommodate the American’s girth every time it slid in deep and rubbed his prostate.

Zac could feel that he was getting close to his first orgasm and started spanking his companion. “You like that? You like having my cock buried inside you?” He grunted, punctuating his questions with firm slaps to Taron’s round buttocks.

“Yes! Ohhh yes, sir! I love having you inside me!” Egerton blurted out emphatically. He was thrusting his ass back to meet every smack from Efron’s hand and pelvis.

“Aww fuck yeeeahh!” Zac growled as he blew his load.

Taron’s mouth opened wide and he let out a long, lewd moan. “Ohh yes…” He muttered, feeling the other man fill his rectum with hot cum.

Eventually Efron pulled out and staggered back, catching his breath. He looked down at his lover’s asshole and saw his own spunk leaking out. “That was a good nut…” He sighed, smiling at his handiwork in self-admiration. 

“Thank you so much, sir. I needed that.” Egerton said before collapsing on the platform.

“Oh, I’m not done with you yet.” Zac chuckled. “That was just round one.” He declared. 

Taron looked back up with a grin on his face. “Really?” He asked excitedly. 

The American walked over to a wall of sex toys and fetish gear and grabbed a short leather whip. “Stay down, but lift your ass up.” He commanded the Welshman.

Egerton instantly obeyed; raising his rear-end into the air while remaining pressed against the cushion, in a submissive, puppy-like position.

Efron began circling the other man and periodically whipping his bare ass.

Each strike caused Taron to gasp and groan, but the stings of pain also sent jolts of pleasure through his body. “Ohhhh yes, sir! Thank you so much!” He panted ecstatically. 

Zac laughed deviously while he continued. 

Tears were beginning to well in the “Rocketman” star’s eyes as his beefy, hairy Master carried-on abusing his ass. But the mixture of sensations and emotions he was feeling formed the perfect cocktail of delirious ecstasy in the young man. “Ohhhh... yeeees... pleeeeease... siiiir...” He moaned, barely coherent.

“Oh? You need it bad again, huh?” Efron teased his fellow actor.

“Y-yesss! Yes, please!” Egerton babbled, breathing heavily again.

Zac once again looked down at his seed dribbling out of the other man’s asshole. “Well... I better clean-up my last mess before I start a new one.” He declared before tossing the whip aside and plunging his face between Taron’s buttocks.

Egerton’s eyes suddenly bulged wide-open when he felt Efron slide his tongue into his ass. 

Zac grabbed both of his lover’s buns and gripped them tight, spreading them apart as he proceeded to rim him so deep that he was practically beard-fucking the Welshman. 

Taron’s eyes rolled back in his head while he felt the American stud’s facial hair rasp against his skin and his warm, wet tongue probe his anus.

Efron hungrily slurped-up his own cum, eating it directly from Egerton’s battered asshole. His cock grew to full erection once again while he continued felching his load.

Taron’s dick was throbbing needfully, begging for release. “I need you inside me, sir.” He pleaded. Sweat was dripping down his entire body.

Zac lifted his head up, some of his spunk still clinging to his beard. “Ohh, yeah? My bitch needs me inside him?” He asked with a grin.

Egerton shut his eyes and took a long, deep breath. “Yes, sir. I need it so bad... I need it more than I ever have.” He implored his dom.

Efron quickly mounted his sub, sliding his cock all the way back in. “I’m gonna’ fuck you senseless...” He growled. 

“Ohhhh, yes please!” Taron shouted, he had never felt this desperate from lust before.

This time Zac firmly held his lover by the waist with both hands while he thrust himself down repeatedly, showing-off his skill with his hips.

The horny Welshman was breathing fast and heavy but kept his back perfectly arched.

“Goddamn!” Efron grunted, his hairy pecs jiggling while he pounded away at the man beneath him. “I’m gonna’ bust such a fat fucking nut in your ass!” He exclaimed, sweat now pouring off of him as well.

“It’s such a pleasure to serve you, sir...” Egerton muttered, he was so close to the edge.

As tight and warm as Taron’s ass was, his complete and utter submission was the most powerful pleasure for Zac. Knowing that he had turned this sexy actor into such an obedient sex-slave was the ultimate aphrodisiac. Hearing the other man’s words sent him over the edge and he unleashed yet another hot torrent of semen into his well-fucked hole. “Fuck yeeeahh!” The American bellowed like a hyped-up frat boy. 

Egerton couldn’t even form words anymore, he simply gasped and moaned and panted as he shot his own load all over himself and felt Efron fill his ass back up. 

“Well... fuck.” Zac chuckled, catching his breath after that super intense climax. “Was it as good for you as it was for me?” He joked and then  laughed at the whimper Taron gave in response. 

Adventures In The Dungeon 3

Stephen Amell was doing what he does best, showing off at the gym. Of course this wasn’t just any normal gym, this was “The Dungeon” the notorious fitness centre/sex club frequented by some of the sexiest men in the entertainment industry. Amell was currently climbing the “salmon ladder” a piece of athletic training equipment he uses on his television show Arrow. He was thrusting his body, using his impressive core strength and all while wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. Stephen’s cock swung freely each time he went up a rung on the ladder. The Canadian-born actor loved flaunting his body like this and there were plenty of guys around to admire his chiseled physique.

Most of the guys working out had slowed down, taking it easy so they could spare plenty of glances at Amell. Some had stopped their workout routines entirely so they could sit and watch the sexy tv star.

Stephen could feel sweat running down his skin; drops of perspiration slid from his armpits, over his pecs, down his abs. He wasn’t wearing any deodorant, very few guys who work out at The Dungeon ever do. The masculine scent in the air helps cultivate the raunchy, sexual atmosphere that keeps men coming back.

Two of the other guys working out at The Dungeon that day were Grant Gustin and Wentworth Miller, the handsome actors also starred in tv series based on DC comics superheroes. Both Gustin and Miller were watching Amell and getting horny.

After Stephen was finished on the “salmon ladder” he did some stretching, raising his arms and arching his back, really showing off his armpits and chest.

Grant and Wentworth walked over to him. “Hey man, what’s up?” The Flash star asked.

“Ohh you know, not much. Just gettin’ in a good workout.” Amell replied, placing his hands on his hips and smiling at them. His chest was heaving as he was still catching his breath.

The two other guys made no secret of checking out his sweaty pecs.

“So are you headed for the showers… or downstairs?” Wentworth asked with a smirk.

Stephen gave them both a seductive look. “I figured the four of us were heading downstairs together.” He answered.

“Four of us?” Grant replied in confusion.

“Hey!” A voice came from behind them.

Gustin and Miller turned to see stephen’s younger cousin Robbie walk up behind them.

“The room’s ready.” Robbie said, winking at his older family member. “You guys ready?” He asked, looking at the other two.

Grant and Wentworth smiled at each other excitedly.

“Fuck yeah, let’s do this.” Miller replied.

“Lead the way.” Gustin said.

The Amell cousins lead the other two men down to the leather sex club section, the part of the building that earned it’s nickname; The Dungeon.

Stephen and Robbie headed into a room that had plenty shelves with fetish gear and sex toys.

Grant looked around like a kid in a candy store. “I don’t know what half of this stuff is for.” He said.

“Don’t worry… we’ll ease you in.” Stephen whispered in his ear.

“How about we put you in the sling?” Robbie asked, smiling at the Flash star.

Gustin blushed. “Ok…” He replied with a sheepish grin.

Everyone stripped nude; exposing their toned bodies and firm cocks.

Stephen put on a leather harness and nothing else while Robbie got into some crotchless chaps.

Wentworth and Grant looked around but didn’t know what to try on.

“It’s ok boys, you can be fully nude this time.” The older Amell cousin said. “Let’s start by getting Grant in the sling.”

“Are you sure this is ‘easing me into it’?” The Flash star asked as he was laying in the sling and looking up at the Amells.

The cousins laughed. “Relax, we know what we’re doing.” Stephen replied.

“You guys do this a lot?” Miller inquired while watching the two flirtatious family members.

“Hey man, you know what they say; the family that plays together, stays together…” The older Amell answered with a sly grin.

“And I love playing with you, Stephen...” Robbie chuckled before the two cousins leaned their heads together for a kiss. Their lips smacked together wetly and they both moaned softly.

Wentworth and Grant watched in awe and felt their cocks go rigid.

“Right back at you…” Stephen murmured as he and his cousin stopped kissing.

The Amell cousins looked over at the two men practically drooling as they stared at them and chuckled.

“Enjoying the show?” Robbie asked, grinning at them.

Miller and gustin both nodded their heads.

“Alright boys, let’s get this show on the road!” Stephen said, clapping his hands together.

The older Amell cousin got in position in front of Grant’s exposed ass and slowly shoved his cock into the smaller man.

“Ooohh! That feels good.” The Flash star moaned.

“I love the feel of your twinky ass wrapped around my cock!” Stephen grunted. “Wentworth, shove your cock in his mouth!” He instructed the other man.

Miller got in position by Gustin’s head and slid his shaft past his lips.

Grant tilted his head back and opened his mouth wide to accept the cock down his throat.

“You know what to do, Robbie.” Stephen said with a smirk.

The younger Amell got behind his cousin and thrust his cock up the older man’s ass.

“Ohhhh fuck yeah!” The Arrow star moaned. He began to swing his hips back and forth, plowing Grant while feeling Robbie fuck him.

Gustin laid in the sling enjoying getting stuffed with cock in both ends.

Stephen leaned over and licked some sweat off of Grant’s chest.

Robbie used the opportunity to grip his cousin’s leather harness and really slam into him hard, repeatedly smacking his balls against him. “Like that, Stephen?” The younger Amell taunted.

“Ahhhh yeah! Fuck me hard!” Stephen moaned in response.

Wentworth watched the cousins fucking while Grant slobbered all over his prick. “Am I gonna’ get fucked tonight?” He asked aloud.

Robbie looked over at the former Prison break star at grinned deviously at him. “Yeah, you are…” He pulled out of his cousin, grabbed a large dildo off one of the shelves and thrust it into Stephen’s ass. Robbie smiled at the sounds of his older cousin’s cries of pleasure as he made his way over to Miller. “So you need to get fucked, eh?” He whispered in the older man’s ear.

Stephen straightened back up as he watched his cousin with the other man while continuing to fuck Grant.

“I was watching you fuck your own cousin and it gave me a real strong urge to get fucked myself.” Wentworth said; speaking to Robbie but maintaining eye-contact with Stephen.

“Guys always get so horny watching me and Stephen go at it.” Robbie replied with a naughty chuckle.

“Fuck yeah. You guys look just like brothers… it’s so hot.” Miller breathed out slowly while keeping his gaze locked with the older Amell cousin.

“Well allow me to help you get off.” Robbie said politely before he suddenly forced his cock up Wentworth’s ass.

The older man closed his eyes and let out a long moan as the younger Amell cousin began thrusting his hips.

Grant was now stroking his erection while gagging as he was spitroasted on the two other men’s throbbing pricks.

Stephen plowed Grant’s tight ass while Wentworth fucked his throat and Robbie fucked Wentworth; all four men were sweating and moaning as they gave in to their libido. The room was filled with the smell of their masculine scent and the sound of their heavy breathing.

Grant came first, he jerked himself off and sprayed his cum all over his abs.

Stephen reached orgasm next, panting as he played with his nipples and shot his load into the younger man.

Robbie and Wentworth climaxed at the same time; Wentworth ejaculated in Grant’s mouth, giving him a taste of his tangy cum while Robbie seeded the older man’s ass.

The four actors took a few minutes to recover from their orgasm, eventually they helped Grant get out of the sling.

“Holy shit guys, that was intense.” The Flash star said, laughing a bit.

“Yeah, I really needed that…” Miller added, enjoying the feel of cum dripping from his anus.

“We know how to show some guys a good time!” Robbie boasted, laughing as he raised a hand and shared a high-five with his cousin.

“Fuck yeah we do.” Stephen agreed.

“I gotta’ take a shower. Anybody comin’ with?” Grant asked.

“Yeah. Let’s go.” Wentworth replied. The two men said their goodbyes to the cousins and then left them in the room together.

“I could use a shower too… I’m all sweaty.” Stephen said as he lifted his arms up and placed his hands behind his head, showing off his sweat-drenched armpits.

“Let me clean you up.” Robbie replied, grinning at his cousin naughtily before he shoved his face into his armpits and vigorously swept his tongue over the moist and sticky pit hair. The younger Amell eagerly licked both of his older cousin’s underarms clean.

Stephen then gladly repaid the favour; licking up every drop of perspiration from Robbie’s pits. The two men then shared a long kiss flavoured with the musk they accumulated from their workout and fuck session. Stephen leaned his head back and kissed his cousin’s lips. “I love you, Robbie.” He whispered before finally removing the dildo from his ass.

“I love you too, Stephen.” The younger cousin replied before they resumed their incestuous kiss.

Chris Pratt Unwinds

Chris Pratt had just finished shooting some action scenes for Guardians of the Galaxy 2 and he headed back to his trailer to relax. The first thing he did once he was alone in his trailer was strip off his shirt. He had worked up a good sweat during today’s filming and his armpits were damp and musky. He lifted an arm and took a sniff of his pit. “Damn, I am ripe!” He exclaimed, chuckling to himself. “I need a drink.” He grabbed a can of beer and then sat down in a comfortable chair. He popped the top and took a big swig. “Ahh yeah… needed that.” He turned on the tv in his trailer and started watching a football game. Chris unbuttoned his pants and pulled them off, sitting there in just his boxers as he watched the game. He took another sip of beer when suddenly his phone started ringing, he grabbed it and saw it was his buddy Chris Evans. “Hey man.” He said as he answered it.

“How’s it goin’? You watchin’ the game?” Evans asked.

“Yup. I’m in my trailer right now, shooting’s done for the day.” He replied before taking another sip.

“You drinking?” Evans inquired.

“Just a beer.” Pratt replied.

“You know you’re not supposed to be drinking...” Evans said tauntingly.

“Just one beer.” Pratt remarked before he let out a belch.

Evans laughed out loud.

“Calm down! It’s just one beer, keep your shirt on…” Pratt chided him.

“Ohh, I don’t have a shirt on…” Evans replied coyly.

“Is that so?” Pratt said, raising an eyebrow.

“So what are you wearing?” The Guardians of the Galaxy star asked his fellow superhero actor.

“Not a damn thing, I’m completely nude…” Evans answered.

Pratt smirked as he listened to his friend. “Is that why you called me? So you could think about my dick while you touched yourself?” He took another sip.

“Actually it was so I could think about your ass. That big... beefy... bubble-butt of yours…” Evans spoke slowly, teasing his buddy.

“Been thinking about my ass lately, huh? I’ll bet you miss it.” Pratt replied.

“Ohh yeah. I can’t wait to shove my big, throbbing cock up your hole again.” Evans boldly responded. “I bet you can’t either.”

Pratt chuckled. “Maybe. I guess that’d be alright.” He joked.

Evans chuckled too. “So… what are you wearing?”

“Just sittin’ here in my boxers dude. It was a long day of shooting, I really need to unwind.” Pratt replied. He took another big swig of his beer.

“Work up a good sweat today?” Evans asked.

“You know it.” Pratt replied with a mischievous laugh.

Evans moaned. “Mmmm, I’ll bet you smell great.”

“I sure do…” Pratt admitted.

“I’ll bet you taste great too…” Evans added.

Pratt raised his arm and licked his sore bicep. “Yup.” He said, smacking his lips so Evans would know he just licked himself.

Evans laughed again. “Come on bro, that’s disgusting!” He said sarcastically.

“Come on now, bro. I know you’re a dirty bastard.You’re probably touching yourself right now.”

Pratt finished off his beer and set his can aside.

“Would you believer I’m not?” Evans inquired.

“What?” Pratt asked, confused.

“I’m not touching myself.” The Captain America star declared.

Pratt scoffed incredulously. “Yeah right, you’re probably spankin’ it right now.”

“Nope. I’m just sittin’ here, watching the game, keeping my hands to myself.” Evans replied.

“But you’re thinking about my ass…” Pratt said.

“I am, and yet I’m not touching myself.” Evans stated.

“You trying to insult me?” Pratt asked. He stood up and slipped off his boxers. His thick cock was already semi-hard.

“I’m just being honest, dude. Can you handle the thought of someone thinking about your ass without playing with themself?” Evans asked teasingly.

“I don’t know. I’ve never heard of anyone taking the time to think about my big ass without going to town on themself…” Pratt got out the large didldo he kept hidden in his trailer.

“Well then I guess this is the first time…” Evans said, letting out a sigh of pleasure.

“You lyin’ asshole.” Pratt laughed. “I can hear you’re havin’ fun…”

“Ohh I’m havin’ fun, but I’m not touching myself…” Evans replied coyly.

Pratt was pretty sure he could hear the sound of someone slurping on the other man’s cock over the phone. “Who ya’ got there with you?” He asked.

Evans just chuckled; “Don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah well, you’re not the only one who wants to have fun.” Pratt said as he lubed-up the dildo.

“But you’re all alone right now, aren’t you?” Evans asked.

“Don’t worry about me, buddy…” Pratt replied as he placed the dildo on the chair. “I can have fun all by myself....” He moaned as he slid his ass down onto the thick sex-toy.

“I’ll bet you wish I was there to have fun with you right now.” Evans said.

“Maybe.” Pratt laughed. He started to slowly thrust his hips up and down, riding the dildo.

“I bet you wish my cock was in your ass…” Evans added.

“Yeah. That sounds pretty good.” Pratt remarked.

“My big… thick… long… Captain America cock sliding back and forth in your ass…” Evans teased him slowly.

“Yeah… Yeah I like the sound of that…” Pratt breathed heavily in response. He grabbed his own prick and stroked himself, imagining his buddy Evans fucking him.

“That would feel so good. Your ass is always amazing.” Evans said, licking his lips. It definitely sounded like he was on the receiving end of a great blowjob.

“And your cock is always so hard…” The Guardians of the Galaxy star replied. His eyes were on the football game but his thoughts were focused on his superhero fuckbuddy.

The two men could hear each other breathing heavily; Pratt was jerking his stiff cock as he continued thrusting his ass on his dildo, while Evans was getting his flagpole polished by a skilled cocksucker. Both guys enjoyed hearing the other man panting.

“You gettin’ close?’ Evans asked.

“Yeah… I’m starting to get close.” Pratt answered.

“Good, so am I.” The Captain America star admitted.

“I can’t stop thinking about you plowing me, bro.” Pratt groaned as he kept jacking his cock.

“I can’t stop thinking about plowing your ass.” Evans chuckled. “That big... beefy… bubble-butt! I love smacking my balls against you while I tap that ass…” He was on the verge of climax.

“Fuck yeah! Pratt grunted, shoving his ass down hard so the dildo pressed against his prostate just right. “I love it too!” He growled as he brought himself to orgasm, his cock shooting ropes of cum onto the floor.

“Ohhh yeah!” Evans moaned as he went over the edge too. Whoever was sucking him must have got a mouth-full of seed.

“Thanks man, I really needed to ‘unwind’.” Pratt chuckled, still catching his breath.

“My pleasure, little bro. Love you too.” Evans said.

“What?” Pratt asked, surprised.

“Not you. I’m talkin’ to Scott.” Evans replied.

Pratt laughed. “You dirty brotherfucker!”

“Hey, like I said; I wasn’t touching myself.” Evans laughed in response.

“Talk to you later, buddy.” Pratt said.

“Yeah, we’ll talk after your team loses!” Evans taunted him.

“We’ll see about that.” Pratt chuckled before he ended the call. With a great, big contented grin on his face Chris Pratt continued to watch the football game… with the dildo still buried in his ass.