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Welcome to male celeb fanfiction, my personal blog devoted to sharing my horny fantasies about famous men. I plan on using this blog to share with you the reader; gay male erotic stories focusing on actors, athletes, fictional characters and other famous men. But bear in mind that this blog is devoted to My horny fantasies, and as such it may include certain fetishes and other sexual content that might not appeal to everyone. The stories on this site may not feature safe sex but I do not condone unsafe sex practices in real life. I hope you enjoy reading my stories, and above all I hope you email me at sethwilson.dw.3@gmail.com and let me know what you think. Positive feedback and suggestions for further stories are always welcome. Enjoy!

Monday, October 9, 2017

Horny Halloween 2: Things That Go Hump In The Night

Here's another Horny Halloween story for you and I've included some gifs in the story to help you visualize the guys. I'm also going to do a second part that takes place on the same night. Enjoy!

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Once again a gay Hollywood movie producer was throwing a private Halloween party at his L.A. mansion for hot male celebrities where everyone invited was asked to wear sexy costumes. This year Chris Evans arrived dressed as a lumberjack; he was wearing a plaid button-up shirt that was only half buttoned-up to show off some of his chest hair, a blue wool cap, jeans and work boots. He walked in eager to see who else was here and what they were wearing.
“There you are.” A man said as he walked over to Chris.
Evans looked and saw his friend Chris Pratt dressed as a cowboy. “Giddy up cowboy!” He chuckled, smiling at his fellow Marvel superhero star.
Pratt grinned back at him and as the men met up they clapped each other on the back and shared an open-mouth kiss. “What are you supposed to be, the Brawny mascot?” Pratt asked.
Evans laughed. “No dude, I’m a sexy lumberjack.” He replied.
“Ohh yeah? Well the facial hair’s a nice touch.” Pratt said, reaching a hand up to feel the other man’s beard.
“Right back at ya’, cowboy.” Evans said in response before they kissed again. His beard brushing against Pratt’s scruffy facial hair as they made-out.
“God, you two are already going at it? The party just started!” Another man exclaimed jokingly as he walked over to the two actors named Chris.
They stopped kissing and turned to see Ryan Reynolds standing in front of them wearing nothing but orange underwear again.

“Are you wearing the same thing as last year?” Evans asked as they looked him over.
Reynolds’ crotch was once again bulging as it was stuffed with candy. “I enjoy being the trick ‘r treat basket.” Ryan answered with a wry smirk.
“Yeah, I’ll bet you do…” Pratt chuckled.
“You’re just wearing your outfit from that cowboy movie you did.” Reynolds said to Pratt.
“Hey, cowboys are sexy.” Pratt replied with a shrug.
“And you’re dressed as a… sexy Canadian?” He added looking at Evans curiously.
“I’m a sexy lumberjack.” Evans clarified.
“Yeah exactly; a sexy Canadian.” Ryan stepped up to the Avengers star and undid the rest of the buttons on his shirt, pulling it open to expose his pecs and abs. “I like it.” He said, winking at the hirsute stud. “You boys want a treat?” He asked, wagging his bulge in front of them.
“Not yet. Maybe later.” Evans replied.
“Yeah, the party just started.” Pratt added.
“Suit yourselves. I’ll see you horny bastards later…” Reynolds said before he turned and walked away. The back of his orange briefs had the face of a jack-o’-lantern cut-out and his asshole was visible through the mouth.
The two actors named Chris grinned at each other as they stifled laughter.
“What a slut…” Evans giggled.
“I’m definitely gonna’ fuck that trick tonight.” Pratt admitted.
“You know at the last Halloween party you and I didn’t get to spend too much quality time together…” Evans said, slipping his hand down the back of his friend’s pants and cupping an asscheek tightly.
“We’ll have to fix that, buddy.” Pratt replied with a wink before they kissed again.





Elsewhere at the party young actor Colton Haynes was mingling with other guests. He was dressed like a male version of a Playboy bunny; he had a pair of white rabbit ears on his head and was wearing nothing but a skimpy thong with a bushy rabbit tail on the back of the waistband, right above his exposed asscheeks. His perky bubble-butt caught the eye of another guy at the party, Frank Grillo.
Grillo was dressed as a gladiator with sandals, arm guards and leather kilt. He walked up behind Haynes. “Let’s head upstairs…” He whispered with his husky voice.
Colton turned his head to look back at the man who was currently caressing his bare ass. “Thanks for the offer but I’m spoken for, my Daddy wouldn’t like it if I hooked-up with another man.” He replied with a bashful smile.
Frank scoffed. “What?” He looked at the young man in confusion.
“I’m just here to enjoy the sights.” Haynes replied. “My fiance doesn’t even know I’m here.” He added sheepishly.
Grillo rolled his eyes. “You wouldn’t be dressed like that if you were only here to enjoy the sights…” One of his hands moved from Colton’s butt and grabbed one his wrists, moving the younger actor’s hand under his gladiator kilt to feel that he wasn’t wearing anything underneath. “You know you want to enjoy this in your sweet little cottontail…” The mature stud breathed into Haynes’ ear, his rough stubble tickling him before gently biting his earlobe.

Colton felt a rush of blood to his cock which stretched his tiny thong but he quickly broke free of Frank’s grip and moved away from him. “Sorry dude, I’m taken.” He said pointing out the engagement ring on his finger. He then turned away and walked into a different room.
Grillo felt his own cock get stiff under the strips of leather that made up his gladiator kilt. He grinned as he watched Haynes’ ass bounce away. “Love it when they play hard to get.” He muttered to himself before following after the young man.
In this other room a stage was set up and the lights were dimmed. A crowd of men had already gathered to watch the performance that was about to begin.
Frank slowly and quietly got behind Colton in the crowd.
Suddenly the lights went out entirely and a throbbing dance music started to play. Spotlights illuminated the stage revealing Joe Manganiello, nude in all his musclebound glory.
Manganiello was covered in body paint to make him look like a marble statue, just like in one of his Magic Mike stripping scenes. Except this time he wasn’t wearing any modesty pouch, his infamous manhood was on full display.
The dim lights in the room came back on but the spotlights on the stage occasionally changed colours, making Joe look like he was made out of marble, gold or bronze depending on the lighting.
The horse-hung stud flexed his body like the piece of sculpted art it was and started to dance and gyrate to the music. The audience cheered as he thrust and swung his cock. As the music picked up Manganiello really put on a show; sticking out his tongue obscenely as he drove his hips, putting that Herculean body to good use.
Most of the onlookers hooted and hollered, shouting lewd remarks.
Colton was getting hot and bothered watching this erotic performance when suddenly he felt a hand come from behind and cover his mouth, stifling him.



Frank put his lips to the young man’s ear once more. “Enjoy this, you slut.” He rasped before gripping Haynes’ thong and snapping it off.
The sexy young actor from tv shows like Teen Wolf and Arrow suddenly felt the older man’s rigid shaft forced into his vulnerable asshole. He cried out in alarm but the sound was muffled by Grillo’s hand and no one could hear it over the music.
Frank had let his erection poke through the leather kilt and he held Colton tight with both hands as he shoved his prick deep into him. “Ohhhhh yeah. That’s a sweet cottontail pussy…” He said before licking his lips as he continued to whisper to the young man.
Haynes could hear him speaking directly into his ear but he was frozen in shock, standing there feeling humiliated as he was sexually assaulted in public.
As Joe continued dancing on stage he looked into the crowd and noticed someone was getting fucked. He pointed to the two who were locked in coitus and shouted; “Fuck yeah!
Some of the other guys in the crowd turned to see Frank plowing Colton and cheered him on.
“You know you love the attention…” Grillo chuckled before he moved a hand to grab Haynes’ stiff penis. With one hand still over his mouth he used the other to jack the young stud off.
Colton simply stood there, giving in to the situation. His asshole stung as it was stretched and pummeled by Frank’s cock.
Manganiello kept dancing, his own horse-hung cock fully erect.
Grillo eventually felt his tighten-up and he bit down on Haynes’ shoulder as he started to cum.


Colton closed his eyes when he felt the other man’s hot semen flood his ass.
Frank kept his grip on the younger man’s dick and jerked him off.
Haynes whimpered into Grillo’s hand as he shot his load onto the floor.
All the men in the crowd were now horny and raring to go. Most of them had pulled their hard cocks out of their costumes.
Once he was finished cumming Frank shoved Colton onto the ground. “He’s all yours, boys!” He shouted to the other guys.
The young man was on his hands and knees and looked up to see men gather around him with their erections throbbing expectantly. “Ohh shit…” Haynes cursed to himself.
Joe kept dancing as various men in the audience took turns helping themselves to Colton’s warm ass and wet mouth.
Grillo left the room and headed for the bar, his now flaccid cock hidden once again under his gladiator kilt. When he got to the bar he sat his bare ass on one of the stools and ordered a drink. He looked next to him and saw Chris Evans and Chris Pratt talking with each other. “How’s it goin’, Cap?” He asked.
“Hey! Goin’ good.” Evans said with a grin as he turned to Frank.
“Get laid yet?” Grillo asked with a smirk as he looked at Pratt.
Both men named Chris chuckled. “Not yet.” Evans replied.
“The night’s still young, though…” Pratt added.
“Well I just had some sweet boypussy and now I’m lookin’ to get liquored-up.” Frank replied.
“I’ll drink to that!” Evans laughed.
“Hell yeah!” Pratt agreed boisterously.
The three men raised their drinks together before taking a swig.

Meanwhile Ryan Reynolds was still flirting with guys and offering them to help themselves to his  trick ‘r treat basket when suddenly he felt someone stick their face right between his asscheeks. He gasped when he felt their rough facial hair on his smooth buttocks and their wet tongue lapped at his exposed asshole. The man then stood up behind him and he felt his hot breath on the back of his neck. “Good to taste your slutty cunt again.” Ryan heard a familiar voice whisper, he turned around to see Liev Schreiber standing there in dark, ripped clothes with a smug look on his face. “Your cheeks feel like sandpaper…” Reynolds said as he reached up and ran his fingers along Schreiber’s scruffy cheeks. “Lick me again.” He added excitedly.
Liev smiled, he was wearing realistic-looking fangs on his canine teeth. “Sure, but let’s go upstairs first. I don’t want any interruptions.” He replied.
“Whatever you want.” Ryan obliged him, following him up to the bedrooms.
The two men could hear all kinds of moaning, grunting and other sounds of pleasure and pain coming from behind the closed doors of the various bedrooms in the mansion, but they couldn’t find an occupied room.
“Ohh just do me right here in the hallway!” Reynolds exclaimed, eager to get fucked by his former X-Men movie co-star. He got on all fours on the carpet with his ass raised in the air.
Liev removed his clothes entirely as he knelt behind the other man. “What about this?” He asked grabbing the Canadian’s jack-o’-lantern briefs.
“I’d like to keep it on, please.” Ryan replied, wiggling his butt. He enjoyed how all the gummy candy he stuffed in his crotch felt against his cock and balls.
“Suit yourself.” Schreiber said before he leaned over and once again stuck his face through the jack-o’-lantern mouth over the other man’s ass.

Reynolds’ eyes rolled back and he breathed deep as he was overcome with the sensation of Liev’s rough stubble on his supple buttocks and his talented tongue plunging into his sensitive asshole. “Ohhhhh yeah…” He moaned dreamily.
The rugged hunk hungrily slurped on Ryan’s hole, swirling his tongue inside him.
“Ohhhh God, fuck me! Shove your cock right up my ass!” Reynolds begged.
Schreiber chuckled to himself arrogantly before he mounted the other man; shoving his cock deep in Ryan’s ass and biting the back of his neck like an animal.
“Fuck yeah! That’s it, don’t hold back…” Reynolds moaned desperately.
Liev gripped Ryan hard and let loose. He slammed his hips into him again and again, his balls slapping off the Deadpool star’s ass while his cock pummeled his prostate.
Reynolds felt his own shaft get stiff and stretch his underwear, it felt weird with all that squishy candy around his dick but he enjoyed it. “Ohhhh yeah… that’s the sweet spot… fuck me Sabretooth!” He panted, pushing his ass back to meet Schreiber’s thrusts.
“Ohh I’m not Sabretooth…” Liev growled menacingly as he kept pounding Ryan’s ass.
“Uhh… ok…” Reynolds breathed out slowly, he could feel himself getting close to orgasm.
Schreiber also felt himself get close to climaxing and as he brought himself over the edge he raised his body up and let out a long, loud howl like a wolf that echoed through the hall.
As Ryan listened to the other man howl and spray his seed inside him he came as well. He shot his load into his bulge, giving those candies a coating of cum. “Wow…” He sighed.
Liev licked Reynolds’ sweaty back and chuckled. “Full moon out tonight…”


Back downstairs at the party Tom Holland was enjoying himself. His tight young body was receiving lots of attention as he was wearing nothing but a tiny blue speedo. Tom had a drink in hand but nearly choked while he was taking a swig as he noticed Hugh Jackman walk up to him.
Hugh wasn’t wearing much either; a brown, furry piece of fabric was wrapped around his waist like a loincloth, most of his hairy, ripped body was exposed. “Well… I knew it had to happen eventually…” He said, grinning as he stepped up to the young man.
“W-what’s happening...?” Holland asked blushing, flustered by the sight of the mature stud right in front of him.
Jackman laughed. “I knew it wouldn’t be too long before I met the hottest new twink in Hollywood.” He replied. “And so far, so good…” He added looking the boy up and down.
Tom blushed even more and chuckled nervously. “T-thanks. So uhh… what are you supposed to be?” He asked looking over Hugh and trying not to stare at his pecs.
“I’m a caveman. How about you?” Jackman answered with a smirk.
“I’m Tom Daley, the diver. He’s a… a British diver and he wears… you know… little speedos.” Holland said, struggling to concentrate.
“Yeah, very sexy…” Hugh replied before he suddenly grabbed the younger actor and placed him over his shoulder.
“Whoa! What are you doing?” Tom exclaimed in shock.
“I’m a caveman, I’m taking you back to my cave to have my way with you.” Jackman laughed.
Some of the other men in the room laughed and cheered as they watched the Aussie stud carry the boy away.


Hugh carried the Spider-Man star into a bedroom that recently became available, the smell of fresh sweat and cum still hung in the air. The older hunk threw Holland onto the bed.
“I can’t believe I’m gonna have sex with-- Ohhh my God!” Tom watched the legendary Wolverine actor slide off his fur loincloth and reveal his massive uncut cock. He stared at the amazing specimen of masculinity in front of him with his mouth and eyes wide open.
A wide grin spread across Jackman’s face. “That look on a boy never gets old…” He chuckled before grabbing Holland’s speedo and sliding it down off his legs.
“Uhh be careful with that, I borrowed it from my boyfriend.” Tom admitted.
“Don’t worry, he’ll get it back in one piece.” Hugh replied as he tossed the skimpy swimwear on the floor. “He might not get you back in one piece though…” He chuckled deviously before leaning his nude body over the boy. “Twinks like you should beware things that go hump in the night… Like me...”
“I’m not afraid...” Holland said sheepishly as he stared up at the older man.
Jackman simply grinned before bringing their mouths together. He parted the young twink’s lips with his tongue and they began to make-out in earnest.
The two actors were both famous for playing superhero roles but their bodies were quite different from each other; Tom was lean with a smooth, sinewy physique, whereas Hugh’s brawny figure was mostly coated with rough body hair over his strong muscles.
As they continued to kiss Jackman humped Holland, the friction of their bare cocks against each other got both of them even more horny.
Tom reached around and grabbed Hugh’s ass with both hands, squeezing and kneading those buff, hairy buttocks.

The two men spent several minutes laying on the bed together exploring each other’s bodies with their hands and mouths; sucking and biting nipples, slurping cock and balls, licking armpits and ass, and groping muscles.
Eventually Jackman couldn’t hold back any longer and he grabbed Holland by the waist and lifted him into the air as he got up on his feet.
“Wow... these beds are sturdy.” Tom chuckled nervously as he stared at the mature stud in bewilderment. He put his arms around the other man’s shoulders and wrapped his legs around his waist as he held him above his rigid cock.
Hugh didn’t reply, he simply stared back with a determined scowl on his face before he pushed the boy’s ass down onto his throbbing manhood and thrust his hips in.
The young twink’s head rolled back as he moaned out loud. His asshole was stretched open by the thickest cock he had ever taken. “Ohhhhhhh shit!” He cursed as his ass was filled with uncut Australian meat.
Jackman grit his teeth and grinned as he held the boy tight and enjoyed the look on his face. He began pumping his hips forcefully, bouncing Holland up and down.
“Fuuuuuuck! Meeeee! Daaaaaddyyyyy!” Tom panted through his throes of ecstasy.
This sure as hell wasn’t Hugh’s first time fucking a much younger guy and he knew how ram the boy’s prostate again and again with his cock. He puffed out his chest and grunted like a wild beast with every thrust.
The Spider-Man star bit his lip and whimpered like a puppy as he was ravaged by the ultimate primal Daddy fantasy come to life.


The two actors maintained eye-contact as they fucked.
Holland could feel Jackman’s big hairy balls hit his ass every now and then while his own genitals swung up and down between his spread thighs.
Hugh groaned and his breathing deepened as he felt himself getting closer to climax.
Tom felt the older man’s hot breath flow from his flared nostrils and he felt himself getting close too. “Ohhh God, Daddy… I’m gonna’ cum soon!” He moaned. “I need you to cum in me! Cum in my arse, Daddy!” The horny British boy begged.
Jackman didn’t say anything he only let out a deep, long growl as he thrust in hard and seeded the young twink’s eager ass.
Holland’s mouth formed a large O as he moaned with pleasure, his own cock spraying his load all over the other man’s abs.
Both of them then brought their mouths together again, sharing another deep kiss as they fell onto the bed.
After a few minutes of making-out and soaking in semen Tom moved his body lowered and nestled his face in between Hugh’s hairy, beefcake pecs while they cuddled. “Thank you, sir…” He murmured into the Aussie’s firm, muscular flesh.
The Wolverine star chuckled in satisfaction. “No problem, mate. You’ve got one hell of a sweet arse…” He replied, gently caressing the young man’s tight bum.
Holland blushed as he rubbed his cheek against Jackman’s chest hair. “Thanks. I’m glad we finally met.” He said.
“I told you; I knew it had to happen eventually.” Hugh laughed.

This year’s sexy Halloween celebration was still going on strong, with plenty of kissing and sucking and sweet man-on-man fucking all night long.







Sunday, September 17, 2017

Model Behaviour

I wanted to write a story about two of the sexiest men I've ever seen; male models Pietro Boselli and Todd Sanfield, but I realize many of my readers likely won't know them. Fortunately I have plenty of pics of them for you to see and I thought I'd try something new by using some of the pics to help tell my story. I hope you all enjoy.

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Italian model Pietro Boselli was staying at an exclusive tropical resort for men. Boselli had become famous for his stunning good-looks and perfectly sculpted body which combined with his education in mathematics had led him to become known as the world’s sexiest math teacher. He enjoyed going on private vacations like this to relax away from people gawking at him. He was spending time on the beach today, he had come to a nice secluded section and slipped off his speedo to go skinny-dipping. It felt great to swim nude in the warm sunlight. As Pietro walked out of the surf back onto the shore he noticed there was another man nearby.
This man was also nude and standing knee-deep in the water with his back turned slightly towards Boselli’s direction.
Pietro admired the other man’s plump, muscular ass from afar.
The man turned his head as he surveyed the shoreline and looked at Boselli, his hair was buzzed down to his scalp and his face was gorgeous.
The Italian stud suddenly felt self-conscious of his nudity and covered his genitals.
The other man didn’t react in any way he simply turned back and continued walking along the beach, further away from Pietro.
Boselli let out a deep breath and walked back over to his beach towel. He laid down and stopped covering himself, instead placing his hands behind his head as he stretched out on the towel. He closed his eyes as he laid in the comfortable sunshine. After a few minutes Pietro suddenly heard another man’s voice say; “Hey there.”




“Sorry, I--” Boselli started to say as he immediately sat up and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the other man’s genitals right in front of him at eye-level.
The man was endowed with a beautiful, thick cock and balls that hung from a dense, black bush of pubic hair.
Pietro’s gaze moved up over the man’s abs and pecs until he was looking at his handsome face again. “Uhh, hello.” He said awkwardly.
“Hey, sorry if I’m disturbing you. I was wondering if I could sit with you.” The man replied with a smile. “I didn’t bring a beach towel.
“Ohh, I don’t mind. Make yourself comfortable.” Boselli remarked as he moved over a bit to make more room on the large towel beneath him.
“Thanks, it’s nice to meet you.” The man said as he sat down next to him.
“Yes, I’m Pi--” The Italian adonis started to introduce himself.
“Pietro Boselli. I know, I love your modelling work.” The other man interrupted him. “I’m Todd Sanfield. I’m a model too.” He added.
“Ohh really? That’s great, what kind of modelling do you do?” Boselli asked.
“Mostly underwear, I have my own underwear collection.” Todd answered.
“Nice, you uhh… didn’t feel like showing off your underwear today?” Pietro said as he looked over Sanfield’s nude body.
Todd grinned widely as he chuckled. “Nope. Thought I’d enjoy the beach in my birthday suit. Great minds think alike, huh?” He replied as he also looked over Boselli’s body, checking out his exposed genitals.
Pietro blushed a bit. “I guess we’re both comfortable in our own skin, eh?” He said.
“Definitely.” Sanfield replied as his eyes ran up and down Pietro’s washboard abs and big pecs.  

Todd reached over and lightly ran his fingers over the other man’s shoulder. “So Pietro… are you staying at the resort alone?” He asked, smirking.
“I am, yes.” Boselli replied, breathing deeply.
“Would you like some company?” Sanfield asked as he moved his hand lower, feeling a slab of pectoral muscle before gently pinching a nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
Pietro let out a deep exhale at the soft pleasure. “Yes!” He eagerly responded. “Yes, I would…”
“Perfect.” Todd said with a grin as he moved his roaming hand to the back of the other model’s neck. He leaned his head in and brought their faces together.
The mouths of the two gorgeous men came to each other in a deep kiss. Their tongues sweeping over each other every time their lips moved together with a wet smack.
The Italian stud felt lightheaded as they made-out. When their kiss finally ended there was a strand of saliva connecting their mouths while their faces slowly pulled back. Boselli’s cheeks blushed pink. “Wow…” He breathed out softly.
“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Sanfield said with a wink. He suddenly whistled and added; “You Italian boys…” As his eyes wandered down.
Pietro looked down to where the other man’s gaze was focused and realized he was at full erection. “Ohh!” He gasped as he saw his impressive penis engorged with blood. He felt embarrassed, not being used to getting aroused in a public space.
Todd chuckled as he looked at the blush on the other man’s face. He clapped the other guy on the shoulder as he said; “Don’t worry about it.” The American model gently pushed the other man onto his back on the beach towel and then squatted above his waist.
“What are you--?” Pietro began to ask in confusion.
“Relax…” Sanfield reassured him.

Boselli watched as this gorgeous man lowered his plump ass onto his cock. He moaned as his cockhead slipped past the tight anus and began to fill the other man’s ass.
“Ooooohh! You Italian boys…” Todd chuckled naughtily and winked.
Pietro couldn’t help but smile happily. “Ahhh!” He exhaled sharply as Sanfield started thrusting himself up and down on his stiff cock.
Todd reached down and grabbed Boselli’s pecs, kneading the broad, supple muscles. “Such a great body…” He complimented as he continued the pectoral massage.
“Look who’s talking…” Pietro replied as he reached around and grabbed two handfuls of Sanfield’s big, bouncing ass.
Todd grinned as he kept riding the other man’s cock, really using his tight hole to squeeze along the length of that thick Italian shaft.
“Ohhhh yes! This feels amazing!” Pietro moans, still groping his lover’s buttocks hard.
“I want to make you cum!” Sanfield grunts. His own hung cock is throbbing as it swings freely between his meaty thighs. He can feel the other man’s cock grinding against his prostate and he knows he’s going to cum soon.
“Ohhhhh yes! Please… I want to cum inside you!” Boselli begs. Soon he’s overwhelmed with pleasure as his manhood is milked, his semen flooding the other man’s ass. He closes his eyes and moans out loud before he suddenly feels something splatter on his face.
Todd moans as well as he paints Pietro’s beautiful face with his own load.

It’s only until his orgasm is over that the Italian model opens his eyes again. He looks up and sees the American get off his now softening cock and lay beside him.
“I couldn’t help myself, I had to give you a facial.” Sanfield jokes, smiling at Boselli as he chuckles naughtily.
“It’s alright, I like it.” Pietro replies, licking some of the cum from his lips.
Todd helps him out by licking the rest of his spunk off his cheeks.
“That was incredible…” Boselli moans contentedly as he rubs Sanfield’s chest.
Todd chuckles again. “Thanks. I got the feeling you really wanted to enjoy my ass.” He says, referring to earlier when he caught the other man looking at his backside.
Pietro blushes again. “Yes, it’s… quite the bum.” He admits with a bashful smile.
The American stud gives another playful wink before leaning in for a kiss.
The two men begin making-out again as they lay together, gently caressing each other’s sculpted bodies. Eventually they drift to sleep.
Boselli wakes after not too long but quickly realizes he’s alone on the beach towel. He looks around but doesn’t see Sanfield anywhere and feels a sting of disappointment. The memory of sex with the other man is so Heavenly it almost feels surreal; as if a beautiful sea nymph rose up out of the surf to have his way with him. Eventually he puts his speedo back on and heads back to his room at the resort. Later that night he has a shower and after towelling off he starts to rub some lotion over his chest when he hears a knock on the door. He answers the door in nothing but a towel and is greeted by the sight of Todd wearing just shorts.






“Hey there, gorgeous. Mind if I come in?” Sanfield asks with a smirk.
“Of course, I’m glad to see you again.” Boselli replies, feeling a bit nervous.
Todd walks into the room and then turns to face the other man. “Sorry I left earlier, I--”
Pietro immediately closes the door behind him and cuts his guest off mid-sentence as he quickly removes his towel, exposing his genitals again.
Sanfield grins. “Wow, uhhh… I guess you wanna’ get right back into it, huh?”
Boselli responds by grabbing the other model’s shorts and pulling them down, leaving the both of them completely nude.
The two sexy male models waste no time and embrace each other, grinding their cocks together in a sensuous act of frottage while they plunge into yet another passionate make-out session. They keep kissing and rubbing their cocks against each other as Pietro pulls Todd over to the bed. “I need you to have me now.” He breathes into the other man’s ear.
“Yeah? Anything you want, babe.” The American hunk whispers back.
Soon Boselli is laying on his back on the bed while Sanfield mounts him and slides his hard cock up his ass. The Italian stud grips the sheets and moans out loud.
“Wow… you… are... really... tight!” Todd pants as he pumps his hips.
“Yes! I’m…! I’m…!” Pietro huffs, trying to speak but overwhelmed with ecstasy.
“Shhh! Don’t worry, just enjoy it.” Sanfield assures him as he continues thrusting.
Boselli reaches up and feels his lover’s body once again, caressing his strong, flexing muscles as he gazes up at his handsome face. “I’ve never been with a man like you before…” He breathes out softly.
“Right back at ya’.” The other man replies with a wink.

Todd leans his head down and takes one of Pietro’s nipples in his mouth; gently biting the soft, pliable nub before pulling on it with his teeth.
“Ohhhh yes!” Boselli moans, a jolt of excitement running through him. He can feel his cock lay against his abs begging for satisfaction. When Sanfield performs the same act on his other nipple and he can feel his balls tense in anticipation. “I’m going to… ohhhhh!” He gasps.
“I know. Me too…” Todd grunts, feeling Pietro’s anus clench around his shaft. He screws his eyes shut and opens his mouth wide as he crying out in pleasure as he climaxes.
The Italian model feels his lover’s cock spurt hot cum against his prostate and it drives him to orgasm too. His chest heaves as he slathers his washboard abs with his own seed.
The two men’s bodies are locked together in sexual delight as they cum. Eventually they lay next to each other on the bed.
“So… Was that…?” Sanfield trails off questioningly.
“Yes, I… you just had my anal virginity.” Boselli admits.
Todd whistles. “Wow.” he says placing a hand behind his head.
“I’m glad it was you.” Pietro adds, smiling over at the other man.
The American model grins with pride. “Thanks, gorgeous.” He replies before they lean their heads together and share another deep kiss.
The two men spent the rest of their vacation exploring the beautiful tropical resort and each other’s beautiful bodies.