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Chris generally avoided these movie premiers, he got enough paparazzi attention just trying to do some shopping, let alone walking into the "lion's den". But Ender's Game was a book he had read, and enjoyed, as a kid, and the lead Asa Butterfield was a tight young thing and he wanted a glimpse of him. Chris' hair was cut short, as he had finished the filming for Thor, and he was dressed in a black three piece suit, with tie.
While talking with one of the news reporters lining the red carpet, he saw Asa making his way up the other side, giving the occasional handshake and comment with fans and reporters. Chris was keeping his interest low-key, with all the cameras around, so he didn't notice the young star come up behind him. The reporter's eyes widened slightly, cueing the appearance to Chris. He turned round and was shocked to see the young man, but composed himself quickly.
"I'm very much looking forward to the next Thor movie, Chris," the young star stated, looking up and down Chris' muscular frame.
"Well," Chris replied, sounding slightly hesitant as he tried to hide his interest in the young man before him. Asa was dressed in a shirt and pants, no tie, with the top few buttons on the shirt undone and the sleeves rolled up to his elbows. "I'm interested in seeing you in this one too. I read the book once, years ago, and hope you've pulled it off well."
"Well I think we've done pretty well," Asa was looking straight at Chris' eye now, who was trying to break eye contact without looking evasive or nervous. Asa quickly winked at him and continued wandering up the carpet towards the cinema.
Chris stared at the boy's receding back for a moment longer before excusing himself from the cameras and heading into the cinema. He made a beeline for the toilets and hid himself away. He was slightly worried that someone would notice what had just occurred on the carpet. It wasn't the first time he had taken an interest in one of his fellow celebrities, but he'd never gone after one so young. He wasn't even sure if it was legal, the boy being only sixteen. He was pretty sure no-one had noticed his interest, and he composed himself and headed into the atrium for the show.
He didn't even think about Asa's interest, nor what he had said.
The movie was great, and he enjoyed seeing Asa save the world as Ender. He was walking back to his car, jacket slung over his shoulder, when he heard a voice call his name behind him. It was one of the cinema valets, dressed in a red jacket with some silly matching hat on.
"Excuse me, Mr Hemsworth, sir. I was asked to give this to you," the man held a sealed envelope in his hand.
"Thanks mate," Chris replied and tipped him a twenty. The man dipped his cap and raced back to the building. Chris waited until he was inside the car before opening the envelope. Written on a piece of paper was the name "Asa" and a cell phone number. He entered the number into his phone and tried calling it.
"Hello?" the instantly recognisable voice of Asa Butterfield slipped out of the phone.
"Umm, hey. That valet gave me your number, I s'pose," he replied nervously. In fact, all he wanted to do was smash the phone, throw it out the window and hide under his bed for a week. Chris had no idea what was going on.
"Chris, hey," Asa said, sounding relieved. "I hope I didn't freak you out earlier when we were talking, I could see you were kinda nervous. I wanted to make it up to you."
"Hey, it's all good man," Chris responded, sounding a bit more jovial. He thought he was out of the woods now. "No harm done. I'll leave you to your after-party; it'll be pretty good by the looks of the people there tonight."
"Eh, I never like those big gatherings, I end up feeling lost. I was hoping we could talk," he sounded hopeful, almost endearing, pleading to Chris' ear.
"Ahh, well, I guess I can," Chris was feeling nervous again. Him, and Asa, possibly alone.
"Awesome. The studio put me up in a suite all on my own at a hotel." He gave Chris the name and room number he was staying at. "See you soon, Thor," Asa said, and hung up.
"Yeah, see you soon," Chris whispered to the handset, slightly confused. Was Asa trying to tease him?
He pulled up to the hotel. It was one he had stayed in before; Hollywood studios had a tendency to use the same hotels to house their people. Probably something to do with getting discounts, and providing discretion, Chris thought cynically. He was happy about that though, he had on occasion met up with guys while staying at places like this. No-one had ever bat an eye nor had anything ever come out in the press because of it either. Of course, he was always discreet.
He entered the elevator and headed up to the room Asa was staying in. He cautiously walked the hallways until he found the right door. He knocked, and waited impatiently outside, hoping no-one would see.
The door opened and Asa smiled out the door at him. Chris felt caught in the bright blue eyes that he had seen in so many pictures, eyes that were so much brighter and more beautiful in reality. Before saying anything, he quickly entered the room and closed the door. Asa quickly stepped back, and watched Chris with a bemused expression on his face.
"Don't worry, everyone else went to the after-party, it's all movie people on this floor. In any case, what are you so concerned about?" Asa asked in a cheeky tone.
Chris turned around to face him, one hand still on the door knob, and replied, "You sound like you've got something to hide here too," a big smile on his face. Chris had a pretty good feeling he knew where this was going, but held off saying it aloud.
"Maybe things will be clearer in here," Asa stated, and wandered through the hallway into one of the rooms. Chris entered the room and found himself in the lounge, with Asa sitting comfortably in an armchair. Unlike Chris, who was still decked out in shirt, tie, waistcoat and pants, Asa had had time to change into track pants and a t-shirt. Chris liked what he saw, and moved himself onto the couch opposite him. He lay himself down and stretched out, his legs dangling off the end. Turning towards Asa, he couldn't help but notice the way the boy's eyes were attracted to his enormous torso, barely contained within his clothes, before the boy looked across and saw Chris watching him. He coloured slightly before saying, somewhat nervously, "I was hoping you would come."
"Yeah, you've got some pretty sweet digs here," Chris replied, feigning ignorance of the young man's attentions. His arms stretched and swept the breadth of the room, indicating how big the room was; all the while watching Asa's eyes as they were glued to his enormous biceps as they flexed.
"Yeah, they are pretty sweet," Asa murmured, distracted by the sight of Chris' muscles moving around so close to him. He had watched all of Chris' movies many times, especially the various shirtless scenes, and had even gone back and found videos from his days on the Aussie soap "Home and Away". He wanted to rush forward and worship the muscle god before him but was suddenly overcome by fear. Chris appeared to be oblivious to his interest. He sat in his chair, watching, beginning to feel anxious and nervous.
Chris spent the entire time watching the boy, and could read the emotions currently squirming in his head writ large across his face. His own horniness was growing by the second, watching as the young man was stuck in indecision. Knowing the boy was waiting for some sign, some indication of interest, he merely said, "Asa," in a slow, sing song voice.
The boy's eyes immediately locked onto Chris', who gave him a quick wink and a grin. Asa leapt out of his chair and into the open arms of the muscle man. Chris enfolded the boy in a strong embrace and locked lips with him. Both men were passionate with each other, allowing their tongues to roam and pleasure one another as their hands began to wander. Asa moved his hands up and into Chris' hair. While not being as long as it was in the Thor movies, there was still plenty of it and he stroked, mussed and pulled on it in equal measures. Chris allowed his hands to roughly fondle the boy's back as he moved them towards the young man's arse. He grabbed hard and he could feel the tight young buns as he kneaded them with his strong fingers. He pushed the boy into him, grinding their crotches together.
Asa leaned away from the kiss as he felt the massive star beneath him sit up, keeping his arms around the stud's neck. Chris still had his hands locked firmly on the boy's arse, and their eyes were locked together too. Asa breathlessly, yet seductively said, "I want to see the rest of you."
"Nothing stopping you," Chris replied, excited to see what the boy would do.
Asa moved slowly, bringing his hands down the Aussie's broad shoulders, and across the heaving pecs. He could see that Chris was enjoying the attention, and Asa observed the small shiver of delight as his fingers flicked over the still-covered nipples. His fingers came to rest on the buttons of the vest and he began undoing them one by one, slowly drawing out the process. He leaned forward as he got about half way down, and kissed Chris gently on the top of his collarbone, through the white dress shirt. Once the vest was undone and quickly shrugged off by Chris, Asa leaned back and loosened the tie, then began undoing the shirt's buttons. He went quicker this time, eager to witness the muscled flesh. As the top buttons yielded to his small, nimble fingers, he could see the well-defined gap between the pecs come into view, which continued down his bronzed torso to divide his beautiful defined abs. Chris was eager to show himself off and the moment the last button was undone he ripped it off himself, almost tearing the sleeves off in the process. His hands moved up to remove the tie as well –
"Stop," Asa shouted, and Chris looked again, curiously, into those beautiful blue eyes. "I want you to leave it on," he responded seductively.
"As you wish," Chris replied, quickly reaching forward and pulling off the boy's t-shirt. Underneath the shirt, the boy had a smooth torso, with the beginnings of pectoral muscles starting to develop. Chris was enjoying the sight and brought his fingers up to the boy's small nipples and rubbed them between his thumbs and the side of his index fingers. Asa moaned as he leant forward onto the muscle god's chest, and began kissing the tan, taut skin. Chris was built, and Asa loved it. He was kissing the pecs while using his hands to rub the abdominal muscles, and he slowly moved himself across to the large nipples proudly on display. They seemed almost lost on the canvas that was Chris' beautiful chest. He started working on the right one, licking it roughly with the flat of his tongue. He alternated this motion with circular motions using the tip of his tongue, avoiding the mound itself until he switched back to using the flat, and roughly licking and sucking on it once more.
The nipple play was sending Chris into cloud nine, and he leaned back onto the arm of the sofa, and Asa followed him down. Chris kept his hands roving around the boy's body, coming back to his nipples and arse again and again as Asa moved over to the left nipple to give it the same explosive treatment. After more time on the left nipple, Asa began moving up Chris' torso, moving across to the centre and following the line of pectoral muscle as it moved up and around to his shoulder. He continued to kiss along the collarbone, moving towards his neck, as his hands now roamed higher, passing over the now-super-sensitive nipples and tweaking them. Chris was continuously moaning as he did this, punctuated by deeper, more animal grunts as various actions turned him on more. Asa continued up the neck and towards the jaw, and Chris turned suddenly to capture the young lips on his. More rough, passionate kissing ensued, as Chris wrapped his arms tightly around Asa.
In one sudden motion, Chris flipped them over so that he was on top, his shirtless body hovering over Asa's smaller frame, tie tangling down to brush against the boy's sternum. "My turn," Chris whispered, and leaned down and began kissing Asa once more. He slowly began moving down, kissing the boy along the jawline, down the neck and onto his torso. With one hand on the left nipple, Chris attacked the right one. He licked, sucked, nipped and tugged on the small areole. Asa's moaning was punctuated by small squeals of delight, especially when Chris grabbed just the tip between his teeth and gave a quick tug. Chris swapped sides, and began tormenting the left nipple while his hands caressed and pinched the now-sensitive right one. Asa was squirming under the sexual torment Chris was putting him through, but Chris' strong hands held him in place.
Chris looked up as Asa's beautiful face and kissed him once more, bringing his hands up to cup the young star's face. His tongue slowly, languidly entered Asa's mouth and duelled with the boy's own, as he held Asa's face hard against his own. Chris suddenly broke off the kiss, and with a quick kiss to the boy's chin, sternum and belly-button, he was kneeling between the boy's legs at the end of the couch. He looked into Asa's eyes as he stroked the boy's chest with one hand while rubbing his crotch with the other.
"I've wanted to see what's hiding in here for a long time," Chris said seductively.
"I've wanted you for so long too," Asa replied breathlessly.
Chris grinned at that, and grabbed onto the waistband of the trackpants, and the underwear underneath. Asa helpfully stuck his legs up into the air, and Chris pulled the last of the boy's clothes off and threw them across the room. Revealed was Asa's hard cock, about six inches long with a decent girth. Chris grabbed it in one hand and began stroking it, while his other hand started stroking the outside of Asa's thigh.
"It's bigger than I imagined it would be," Chris said as he leaned down and gave the head a quick lick. It was a dark purple colour, and felt rock hard. "I certainly don't mind, though," he teased.
"Please Chris, keep going," Asa replied, his breathing shallow as Chris' strong hands stroked his rock hard cock. Chris happily obliged, and leant down and took the head in his mouth. With one hand continuing to stroke the length of Asa's cock, and his other hand running gently up and down the boy's side, from the bottom of his ribs to his knee, Chris suckled the head, soaking it in spit, running his tongue around it while inside his mouth before slowly pulling off, sucking it in slowly again. His tongue occasionally flicked across the slit as it re-entered his mouth, and he felt shivers rush through the boy's body as he did this. Asa's legs were attempting to squirm, but with Chris planted between them they couldn't move very far, and Chris' spare hand kept at least one under control.
Changing tack, Chris brought his hand down to the root of Asa's cock, and holding the base between thumb and forefinger, allowed the other digits to begin fondling his balls. Surprisingly, they were quite small, and were tucked snug under the base of his cock. At the same time, Chris leaned forward and took the full length of the cock into his mouth, and with a loud gurgle brought his lips down to contact his fingers. His nose landed amongst the short, black pubes surrounding the boy's groin. Asa, who had been unable to make a sound up to this point, let out a small moan as his back arched, pushing himself deeper into Chris. Chris moved his roaming hand from the side around to the boy's raised bum, and grabbed the bun tightly. Using his new handhold, Chris ground the boy's body in a small circular motion into his face, making the boy's cock move slightly within Chris' mouth.
Chris had long ago learned how to breathe with a cock rammed down his throat, and was enjoying the feeling of his throat being stretched by Asa's thickset meat. His tongue was still able to move a little, and he used it to stroke the length of engulfed member. Pulling his other hand out from between Asa's legs, Chris took a bun in each hand and let Asa's hips move away from his face, keeping his lips wrapped tight around the throbbing member. As the back of his hands touched the sofa, his lips were wrapped around the base of the head. In one sudden motion he rammed the cock back into his mouth, forcing the cock up into his throat. Chris was now face fucking himself with Asa's cock, keeping his head steady as his hands moved the boy's hips at lightning speed. After a time he slowed his pace, twisting his head as the cock moved in and out to further sensualise the boy. Chris gently laid the boy's hips back down onto the sofa, and allowed both to begin roaming his chest and legs as he continued his assault on the member. Looking up, Chris could see Asa's eyes were glued to him, watching him suck on his cock. Chris stuck his tongue out and licked the cock from base to tip, staring into Asa's eyes with an enormous grin on his face.
With a final pass over the slit, Chris seductively asked Asa, "Did you enjoy that?"
"More than you could imagine," Asa replied, air heaving from his lungs. He leant forward and, with a hand under Chris' chin, pulled the older man into another passionate kiss. He pulled away and whispered into Chris' ear, "I'm kinda hoping your' is bigger than mine," with a big grin on his face.
Chris whispered back, "Maybe just a little," and with a big grin on his own face, leaned back into the corner of the sofa and stretched his legs out and around Asa, who was still kneeling in place and watching Chris' shirtless body. He leaped forward and attacked, his hands grabbing the sides of Chris' ripped body as he worshipped the slabs of pectoral muscle before him. Massaging the girth of his musles from the sides, he kissed all over the muscles, and ran his tongue around the defined creases and crevices on the Adonis. He could feel Chris' hands stroking and mussing his hair, and rubbing his back and sides as he did this. Moving lower, he made love to each ab in turn, licking and kissing each in turn as he dragged his tongue across the spaces between them. He reached the smooth area just below Chris' belly button and quickly undid the belt and pants. Chris stood up at this point, and Asa, watching hungrily, stared as Chris removed the last of his clothes. Asa could hardly believe his eyes at the sight before him – Chris' big cock was hanging straight out in front of him, nine inches long and as thick as a cucumber. Asa could only stare as Chris took the big piece of meat in his hand and gave it a quick stroke. An obscene amount of precum oozed forth as he did this, and unable to contain himself any longer, Asa leaned forward and took the head of Chris' cock into his mouth.
What could only be described as sweet nectar flowed into Asa's mouth. The head of Chris' cock was coated in a layer of delicious precum, and Asa sucked greedily as Chris continued to spew forth more.
"Oh boy, you're making me so wet," Chris moaned, his voice heavy and thick with lust. One had was on his back, supporting him as he leaned back and pushed his hips forward, while the other continued to ruffle the boy's hair. Getting the idea, Asa moved his hands onto Chris' smooth ass cheeks, and began moving up and down on Chris' cock. Asa had sucked a few cocks before, but never one so large, nor attached to anyone as hot as this. His body moved of its own accord, pressing hard against Chris' big strong thighs as his hands roamed up and down their length. He took as much of the cock as he was able to, a little over a half of the length, before his gag reflex kicked in and stopped it fast. Quickly suckling what length he could, Asa began moving fast, his head bobbing back and forth down the length of Chris' tool. He pulled off, and licked the underside of the cock, tracking along the piss tube.
Bringing both hands round, he placed one at the base and began stroking, while the other hand, using the foreskin made slack by the stroking, worked the skin over and around the swollen head. Turning his head, Asa pressed lower and into Chris' scrotum. Each of Chris' balls was about the size of a chicken egg, and Asa suckled and kissed each in turn. Chris was enjoying this new treatment, and spread his legs wide to give the boy as much space as he needed. Coming back around, Asa held the top of Chris' cock with the flat of his hand while his tongue pressed up and along its length, then swallowing the head once more. Quickly polishing the head clean, Asa made to move deeper when Chris interrupted.
"Asa," Chris whispered. Asa looked up, the head of Chris' dick still in his mouth. "How would you like to try going a bit deeper?"
Asa let go of Chris' cock and asked, "Do you know some dirty, slutty tricks?"
"Mmmm-hmmmm,' Chris replied. He grabbed Asa by the waist and lifted him off the sofa. Chris flipped him around and plonked him back down, except now he was lying on his back, head dangling off the edge of the sofa and his feet up in the air. "Now just open wide and breathe through your mouth. Focus on keeping your throat relaxed, and you'll enjoy it," Chris reassured him. He was really looking forward to this; the boy's throat would be so tight wrapped around his cock. Asa did as he was asked, and made a show of breathing noisily through his gaping mouth. Chris grabbed onto the back of the couch and brought his cock down into Asa's open mouth. Pressing gently, he pushed it in deeper and deeper. Hitting something solid, he paused, but maintained the pressure on the back of the throat.
"Now just breathe out your mouth, gently, don't panic," Chris calmly repeated, and moved one of his hands across to stroke Asa's dangling foot. He could feel Asa's throat relax and his gentle pressure moved him deeper. About a half inch in, he felt Asa's throat spasm and he pulled back.
"It's ok, that was excellent," Chris was grinning, and so was Asa. He was so poud of being able to take at least a little more of Chris' mighty tool.
"Keep going," Asa enthusiastically opened wide once more and focused on his breathing. Chris moved in, pressing his cock to the back of Asa's throat more firmly now. On the fourth stroke, he leant in harder and felt himself enter Asa's throat. He pressed deep, getting a few inches down, Asa's lips almost reaching the base of his cock. He pulled back, and felt the sudden rush of thick saliva surround his cock and ooze onto his balls. Chris loved getting deep throated, and the ensuing slime it coated his nether regions in.
"Ugh, cough splutter, umm, sorry," Asa could barely breathe for all the gunk in his mouth. He was incredibly embarrassed.
"Mmmmm boy, all that slime is perfectly natural. I love it," Chris replied hungrily, as he leant down and kissed Asa's face, sucking up some of the slime before kissing him deeply and feeling more of it swirling around his mouth. "Ready for some more?" Chris asked as he stood up again.
"Absolutely!" Asa replied.
"Just let that slime ooze out your mouth, don't hold back," Chris told him, before leaning in and pressing deep with his cock. He began working his cock in and out of Asa's wide-open mouth, his cock only entering the boy's throat a little each time, getting it used to the feeling of being assaulted. Without warning, he plunged deeper, allowing almost his entire cock to enter Asa's mouth. The boy's eyes went wide but, with incredible focus, held off gagging and luxuriated in the taut feeling of Chris' cock deep inside him. Chris paused for a moment before pulling back out, bringing a fresh load of slime out with him. Using the tip of his cock, he smeared it across Asa's face before demanding, "Suck it clean."
Asa did as he was told, cleaning his slime from the engorged cock head. "Open wide," Chris again demanded, and Asa complied. This time Chris entered Asa with a gusto, moving fast and plunging in and out of his throat. He occasionally plunged deeper, and each time pressed himself deeper into Asa's throat. Asa would occasionally squirm, and Chris would move out, letting the boy catch his breath and clear some excess spit before re-entering him. By the fifth such plunge, Chris was pressing Asa's chin deep into his own stubbly brown pubes, his balls slapping against Asa's slimy nose and eyelids.
Asa was in a sexual haze, unable to see anything but the enormous cock entering his young throat. He began wanking himself unconsciously, and could feel himself getting close. Chris had not noticed until Asa was squirming beneath him, and he looked down and saw what the boy was doing. Continuing his assault, but not going as deep, he watched as the boy brought himself to completion.
He started whispering, "You like my big cock? You gonna cum for me, boy? Cum for me, pretty boy, take my cock." These words were too much for Asa, who let forth a torrent of cum. Chris, who had been waiting eagerly for this moment, leaned down and took the head of Asa's spewing cock into his mouth just before he started cumming. Not a drop of Asa's surprisingly big load left Chris' throat as he guzzled the entire load. As Asa wound down, Chris let go of the head, and grabbed hold of the shaft, gently working every last drop out and collecting it on the tip of his tongue. With a small amount of the semen still in his mouth, he carefully turned the boy around so he was lying on the sofa normally before climbing on top of him and kissing him deeply, smearing his semen around the inside of his own mouth, mixing it in with the thick saliva also present. Chris leaned back and stroked Asa's hair off his forehead, hair that had been plastered down by quantities of spit.
Chris grinned before leaning forward and, using his tongue, cleaned the thick gobules of saliva off the boy's face. One hand reached down between his legs and began stroking his hard cock as he did this.
Asa whispered, "Let me," bringing his hands up to contact with Chris' cock. Taking the base and balls in one hand and the foreskin just below the head in the other, Asa quickly began stroking Chris' cock and fondling his egg sized balls. Chris began moaning breathlessly, sitting upright, hips floating above Asa's bare stomach, giving the boy a full view of his god-like body. Asa leaned forward and let the tip of his tongue rest on the tip of Chris' cock, moving it around slowly as he continued to wank furiously. Chris was getting close, and he shuffled a little closer to Asa's head, pressing the head back into Asa's mouth. A sudden grunt was the only warning before volleys of spunk shot out from his cannon, the first few shots going straight in Asa's mouth, almost drowning him before painting his face and neck white. Asa continued stroking, forcefully but slowly, bringing every last drop out and catching these in his open mouth.
Chris looked down, his enormous pectoral muscles heaving, swelling as he tried to regain his breath. He leant forward and rested his hands on the armrest behind Asa's head; Asa meanwhile was appreciating the muscle show before him, staring as the muscles swelled and clenched as Chris regained his breath. Asa let one hand stroke the side of Chris' body, and was rewarded with a breathless shudder from him.
"Wow," Chris exhaled deeply, feeling more normal. He looked down and saw the new paint job on the boy's face, before grinning and saying, "I'm gonna have to clean that up now." He wiped his index finger across the boy's face, collecting quantities of semen off it before feeding them to the hungry Asa. Asa sucked hard on the digit as it was placed in his mouth, collecting all the juices off it. Chris grabbed the last of it off with his tongue, and bent down for a deep, semen-swapping kiss.
"Mmmm, that was good, boy," Chris hoarsely informed him, before tucking his meaty arms under Asa's body. He stood up, wrapping his arms around Asa's middle as the boy's legs wrapped themselves around his waist. They resumed kissing, their tongues swirling around one another. Chris pulled away and stared into Asa's eyes, and whispered, "Which way to the bedroom?"
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