Although Matt Damon and Ben Affleck are both real and really hot guys who happen to be good friends in real life, this is purely a work of fiction and doesn't intend to imply that any of these events actually took place . . . but wouldn't be great to think that they did.
Good Will F-cking
by FT
Even though his award was gripped firmly in his hand, Matt Damon still found it hard to believe that he and his buddy Ben had actually won for best original screen play. But there they were, in the back of a limo, each holding a gold statue. The heavy object felt good in his grip, but Matt longed to wrap his fingers around another heavy object. He glanced toward his buddy and found, Ben looking back, that shit eating grin on his face. They were both trying to act so proper in the public eye, but both couldn't wait to get back to the hotel and fuck each other's brains out.
Matt leaned closer to Ben and whispered. "I'm so fucking horny. I could ram this statue up my ass right here in the limo."
Ben took his friend's hand and placed it between his legs so that Matt could feel the hardening cock between his thighs. "Wouldn't you like something bigger stuffed up that hot ass of yours?"
"Oh yeah," Matt moaned as he playfully gripped his buddy's giant dick though the cloth of his tuxedo pants. "I want that super sausage shoved up my hole." He wanted it right then, but both men knew that they had to wait until they were back at the hotel and behind locked doors. The public knew they had been good friends since they were kids, but no one knew just how good.
Once behind the locked door of the hotel room, Ben took Matt into his arms and kissed him long and hard. This night was very special to them. Winning the award was the crowing achievement. They had made it in this tinsel town.
Ben's hands moved down his buddy's back until he reached Matt's bubble butt and squeezed both cheeks through his clothes. "The ceremony is over, Bud. Let's get out of these monkey suits," he suggested.
"Yeah," Matt replied as he began to undress, all the time watching the unveiling of Ben's hard body. Once Ben had his shirt off, Matt attached his lips to one nibble and then the other. He licked the now erect nipples and took a playful bite out of the black hair on Ben's chest, gradually working his way down to his navel. He unzipped the tuxedo trousers, let them drop, and then buried his face in the crouch of Ben's briefs. He had really dug gripping Ben's big cock though his pants in the limo, but this was better . . . rubbing his face against it though the thin cotton material.
"Mmmm," Ben moaned as his buddy playfully opened the pee slit in the front of his brief and stuck his tongue inside trying to lick the big cock that was now fighting to be free of the confining briefs. He pushed his underwear down, giving Matt access to the huge piece of meat. The cock sprang from its confines and hit Matt right on the nose. Matt didn't mind. He gripped the delicious dick and guided it into his mouth.
Ben moaned again as Matt's warm, wet and experienced mouth engulfed his cock. "Mmmm, suck it, Buddy. Suck my cock," Ben said softly, enjoying every stroke Matt's lips made, back and forth along his rock hard cock. Matt would pull his mouth almost off his friend's dick and then tease it by rolling his tongue around the tip. Ben's powerful hands gripped the back of Matt's head, gently urging him to keep the rhythm. "Oh yeah. Tease my cock. Lick that head and tease me."
Matt didn't have to be told. He knew what Ben liked, what really turned him on. His tongue licked the entire length of his buddy's cock, top to bottom and then below to his balls. His masterful tongue flicked back and forth from one ball to the other. When they were younger, he could fit both of them into his mouth, but as Ben had grown older, his balls had grown and now they would not fit but one at a time.
Ben enjoyed the "ball bathing" for a while before saying, "I want some of you. Get those fucking clothes off."
Matt wasted no time in finishing his undressing that had been interrupted when he had seen Ben's body being exposed. While Matt took off his clothes, Ben discarded his pants that had been tangled at his feet while his friend had been devouring his cock.
Matt left his briefs on. He knew that Ben like to take them off. Ben had this thing about Matt's cute butt. "Those fuckers who saw that butt in that shower scene in School Ties couldn't imagine what they are missing," he once said. "Bud, you got the greatest butt. So firm. So round."
"Are you talking about my ass or are you choosing melons as the grocery store?" Matt asked him.
"Shit, the produce department at my grocery store doesn't have any thing to compare to these."
As usual, Ben squeezed Matt's cheek through the thin cotton material of his brief before grabbing the waist band with his teeth and pulling them down. As soon as Matt's two pink melons were revealed, Ben buried his face in them, his eager tongue rimming the hole. Matt felt the sensation all over this body as Ben's tongue tickled the outer rim of his ass. He knew that as soon as Ben had lubed his hole with spit, he would begin his invasion with one finger . . . then two . . . then three. "Damn, it's hot in there," Ben said as his fingers fucked Matt's tight hole. "Good thing you didn't stick that statue up there. You'd have melted the gold plating."
"This is better anyway," Matt told him. "Ram those fingers up there. --- Yeah, finger fuck that hole!"
"You ready for the real thing? Huh?" Ben teased as he continued to poke his buddy's hole. "You ready for my cock up that hole?"
"Yeah," Matt replied. "I'm ready. Damn, you got me so ready. Fuck me. I want that big cock of yours up my ass."
"All right, Buddy," Ben said, removing his fingers from Matt's ass and positioning himself behind Matt. "Here it comes."
Ben had a firm grip on his swollen cock as he aimed it at Matt's pink ass hole. The swollen mushroom head touched the sensitive skin and slowly worked its way passed the puckered entrance, gently expanding the young man's anal tube until the entire nine inches was lodged inside.
"Fuck, yeah," Matt yelled, as he was filled with Ben's big cock. It felt great inside him. It was awfully big, but they had grown up together fucking since they knew what it meant and how to do it; so Matt guessed his ass had gotten use to the huge organ gradually.
Ben pulled back, taking his cock almost completely out of Matt's hole . . . all except the tip, which in itself would be an ass full for most men. Then he rammed it back it. Ease out and then ram it again. Matt both moaned and yelled in pleasure as his ass was plowed by Ben's tremendous tool.
"Who's the best fucking screen writers in the world?" Ben asked.
"We are!" Matt responded.
"Whose got the best fucking cock in the world?"
"You do!"
"You got that right, Buddy."
"Who's gotten the hottest fucking ass in the world?"Matt asked.
Ben slapped him playfully on his melon butt cheeks and replied, "Leonardo DiCaprio."
"Fuck you," Matt stated.
"No," Ben told him, "Fuck you, Buddy."
"Yeah, fuck me. Fuck me hard. Fuck me fast. Fuck me till the cow's come home."
"Fuck the cow's coming. How bout it if I just fuck you until we both cum."
Ben continued to fuck Matt for a while doggie style before pulling his cock out just long enough to turn his buddy over on his back. Then the big cock was back in place in Matt's ass, pumping away. Ben liked to see Matts cock flopping around on his belly while he got fucked. He also liked to see Matt's balls bouncing around in their sack.
Matt griped his own cock and pumped it, making it grow to it full length. "Ram it in!" he yelled as Ben's massive meat pumped him closer and closer to spilling his sperm all over his chest. His balls were about ready to let loose a flow of cum. "I'm about to cum," he told Ben.
"Shoot it, Buddy. Cover your belly with that white juice. Blow a wad. Let me see it. Let me see that hot spunk shoot out."
"Here it . . . cuuuuuuummmmmssss!"
Matt's balls released their load of cum that erupted out of the swollen tip of this cock all over his stomach. Ben ran his finger through the deposit and then stuck that finger in his mouth, savoring the salty taste. "Icing on the cake," he laughed. "And here comes the second batch." Ben pulled his cock out of Matt's ass hole and aimed it before his own massive flow of cum shot all over Mat's stomach and chest . . . some landing on his chin.
"Fuck, man, where have you been storing that load?" Matt asked when the white, sticky shower was over.
Still grasping his receding but still massive cock, Ben shook his balls and stated, "In this two fucking economy size balls of mine." He then lay down on top of his friend, rubbing the residue of both their ejaculations in the black hair of his chest.
"Don't let that stuff dry or we might be stuck together for a long time," Matt said jokingly.
Ben kissed his friend. "I could stay here stuck to you for a long time."