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Gang Banging Chris Hemsworth: Chris' Olympig Gangbang
by
Jeroen Black
jeroengogo@gmail.com
Filming for the latest Thor film had just wrapped in LA and Chris had the weekend off before heading to film the rest of the Blockbuster in Australia. He was just about to leave the studio set to head home when his assistant informed him his chauffeur had been cancelled. Perplexed, Chris checked his phone. He had a text from his good friend Adam Levine. It said: "Arranged with your people. My driver is outside and your assistant has your passport. We're going to the Olympics. My treat. Customs has hooked us up. No Paps."
1 Hour Later ...
Chris moaned as Adam Levine's tongue found itself into his mouth and the private jet took off...
Two of the world's biggest stars making out on Adam's private jet plane. The plane was enormous with a large bed, fully-stocked bar and other luxuries including a separate, sound-proofed room for the flight attendants: no doubt to allow Adam to have sex with supermodels privately. Adam and Chris had first met at Ryan Gosling's gang bang more than five years ago and had been fucking ever since. Well, it might be more accurate to say that it was Chris who was getting fucked -- on his back, doggy style, in a sling, one-on-one, in threesomes, groups of five, or by upwards of twenty+ plus men at gang bangs. Since that night at Ryan's, Chris had turned into one of Hollywood's most insatiable power bottoms getting cock anytime and anywhere he could. Adam loved seeing the direct correlation of the Australian hunk's celebrity ascending and his piggy depravity deepening. It was so mindblowing to him that Chris, the embodiment of masculine perfection, a Norse God with 250 pound of muscles, an undisputed man idol, was such a ravenous and insatiable cockslut.
Chris became a great resource to tap for Adam's true passion: felching. He loved nothing more than to hit up his friend Chris, spread his muscular butt cheeks apart, and suck the cum that was no doubt deposited there on a regular basis. Sometimes he would drive to Chris' Hollywood home, often unannounced, and suck the cum out of Chris' ass even if Chris had already gone to bed before depositing a fresh load (or two) into the muscular Australian. Often they bumped into each other at parties or awards shows. In these scenarios, Chris would always find himself in a bathroom stall, cupping his mouth shut with the palm of his own hand to muffle his moaning as Adam's tongue forked its way into his sperm-filled chute.
"It's been months since I've last seen you," said Chris lamenting their busy schedules,
"Yeah and since then you've gotten scrawny, Hemsworth," joked Adam while ogling the Aussie star's muscular body. The two stars laughed and exchanged another kiss before the Aussie pulled away to peel off his shirt.
"Are we alone?" asked Chris
"Yeah this whole thing is soundproof. The pilots can't hear us and the air stewards they are there with them unless I call."
Chris smiled and peeled off his shirt as Adam took a deep breath. Chris was so fucking large, even bigger than the last time Adam saw him. Chris knew Adam loved when he posed for him so he flexed his biceps, bounced his pecs, kissed his delts and exposed his arm pits, blonde hair sticking straight out. Adam reached out for Chris' pecs and squeezed them as he himself began to remove his own clothes. Chris unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly at which point Adam lunged towards him and playfully pulled both trousers and underwear off in one full swoop. The Aussie'a 6"incher was already fully hard and slapped against his abs, his cockhead dripping precum.
"Damn, I've missed your sweet dicklet" said Adam. Chris blushed. He always felt so aroused and slightly humiliated when well-hung guys like Adam commented on the average size of his cock which, while girthy and thick, was not the longest. Adam stroked it a little and did a little hand gesture for Chris to bring it closer to his lips. Chris was happy to oblige -- sliding his Aussie sausage between Adam's appreciative lips as the pop-star expertly sucked and rolled his tongue around the cock.
"God - love how it all fits so comfortably in my mouth" joked Adam "Your five-incher is so delicious and fun sized."
"Six!" protested Chris in his deep, manly Australian accent.
"Six" parroted Adam, in a mock high-pitched voice of distress, at this point he was totally naked and stroking on his gorgeous nine-incher.
Ryan Gosling, Chris' first inductee into butt sex and a rough and nasty Alpha Master despised it when Hemsworth's cock got even the slightest attention. At first, his friends were respectful and obliged Gosling's whims but their appetite for the Australian muscle man grew and grew and soon dissent began to fissure Chris' original breeders. They each began to claim Hemsworth as their own Pig, without even asking for Gosling's permission. Chris at first was torn between loyalty towards his "maker" and his own insatiable need for cock. Needless to say the latter, more powerful urge took sway and though he kept a rough Alpha/Sub relationship to Gosling he was no longer exclusively his Pig. Chris gathered that this surprise outing to Rio was yet another adventure unauthorized by Gosling but thought better to ask. The torn friendship between Adam and Ryan was a sore subject particularly since ownership of Chris was at the root of it.
Chris moaned as Adam tickled his cock with his expert and famously muscular tongue. He lay down on a couch at the center of the jet as Adam began to lick his huge, blonde furry nuts and snaked his way to his butt cheeks. He licked around the outside of his ass interminably before pulling Chris' cheeks apart and was amazed and excited to find it overflowing with thick, viscous cum.
"Fuck man!" he said excitedly before diving in and lapping the cum that was oozing out on to the couch. "Who fucked you?"
"They are from about an hour ago -- right after I got my haircut," moaned Chris "Idris Elba, Karl Urban and Tom Hiddleston each shot loads inside me -- Tom twice"
Adam licked his lips in excitement, his eyes expanding in bewilderment. He dug his mouth into Chris' sphincter like a Pig searching for truffles and his tongue probed his depths sucking out the copious amount of costar cum they had freshly deposited into the Aussie star. Adam was a noisy eater -- slurping and munching, sucking and lip-smacking -- as the equally vocal Chris arched his back, his mouth in an "O", his eyes closed as Adam's dexterous tongue sent shivers throughout his body.
At that moment, the pilot's door opened and out walked out the two male flight attendants. Chris almost bolted upwards but Adam's firm hand pressed him down and the way in which he continued fucking him with his tongue made Chris relax.
The first flight attendant was a handsome, toned, clean-cut white boy with brown hair who stood at about 5"11.
"Mr. Levine, you weren't joking" his jaw was wide open and his eyes were bulging from disbelief. His chest underneath his uniform was heaving up and down from his nervous and excited breathing. "I can't believe this is happening."
The other flight attendant was a dark-skinned Brazilian-looking guy with stubble, a broad chest and shoulders who was about 6"1. He had a cocky smile on his face like he saw this every day and was squeezing his sizable looking cock from the outline of his pants.
"Alright boys, Rodrigo" said Adam, turning to the Brazilian-looking stud. "I sucked most of what is good, but left enough to lube your entry. Jackson, you can suck his cock."
The two attendants stripped and Chris moaned as he saw their beautiful cocks. Jackson had a sweet 7.5 inch dick with nicely trimmed pubes while Rodrigo had a girthy 9.5-inch monster. Rodrigo positioned himself behind Chris and began to push his lubed-up cockhead against Chris' sphincter.
Chris let out a moan of satisfaction at the stud's intrusion.
"uuungh," he grunted, breathless with pleasure. "Oh Rodrigo, your cock is so fucking big, mate...Fill me up with that big dick!"
Rodrigo was happy to comply and pushed his long, glorious Brazilian cock into the Australian's muscular glutes. Once he was all the way in Chris' intimate back passage, he proceeded to bang the Australian in deep steady strokes.
"Oh fuck me...oh yes...fuck me Rodrigo...do it, fuck me harder, mate, give me your cock...harder!" Chris groaned.
Rodrigo loved Chris' hulking body -- at once so large and muscular, so porcelain white and so submissive - and began to mutter a series of obscene explatives in Portugese "Yeah...take my hard cock...you little fucking porquinho...you like Brazilian cock?...take my cock."
Chris grunted and moaned as he thrust and wiggled his muscular ass to meet the thrusts from Rodrigo's giant pole. Just then he felt Jackson's wet mouth on his dick. Fuck, the boy knew how to give head.
"This is such a huge honor for me, Mr. Hemsworth, I'm such a big fan. Huge," gushed the prettyboy flight attendant.
"Thanks Jackson," purred Chris smiling through the hard thrusts administered by Jackson's colleague, his face in a kind of beatific cock-slut stupor "You are so good at sucking cock, aaaah."
Smiling ear to ear from the celebrity endorsement, Jackson resumed sucking the Aussie cock. His sucking was vigorous and swift, and he expertly twisted his tongue in a corkscrew motion around Chris' cockhead when his lips moved to its tip before swallowing it all over again.
Adam moved behind Jackson's head and stroked his hair. "It's probably not as big as you dreamed about but its tasty, eh?" Adam then positioned his own erect cock next to Jackson's mouth and the flight attendant alternated between Chris' cock and the pop star's. Chris knew why Adam was doing this. He wanted him to see how Jackson, clearly an expert cock-sucker, struggled and choked around Adam's cock compared to how effortlessly he swallowed Chris' smaller penis. The contrast was indeed humiliating, Chris was so self-conscious about his average sized manhood, but the humiliation was at the same time so powerful, so exciting.
Shortly thereafter, he felt Rodrigo achieving his climax, and then blasts of warm Brazilian jizz splattering way up high into his fuck chute. Adam waited for the Brazilian to fully finish before ordering Jackson to shove his own cock into the film star.
"I've jerked off to you so many nights," gushed the white flight attendant as he positioned his cock behind Thor "You're, wow, even bigger in person..."
Chris opened his mouth and expertly deep-throated Rodrigo's delicious still semi-hard cock, covered in his sperm and the funk of his manly hole. He moaned as he felt Jackson's cock slowly penetrate his posterior. "Oh oh fuck, its so warm, I... I can't believe I'm in Chris Hemsworth's hole," he gushed. Once he was all the way in, Jackson began fucking him in hard, sharp thrusts using his upper body strength to pound the muscular actor. He was hitting the actor's prostate repeatedly and kept a steady and relentless assault. It was so good that Chris had to even spit out the delicious Brazilian cock and focus fully on the powerful thrusts he was receiving. From sweet, star-struck fanboy, Jackson proved to be a dominant and aggressive top.
"Fucking bitch, take my cock faggot muscle whore slut, you like it huh? Fucking Pig, fucking dirty Pig."
"Fuck me harder, Jackson, fuck me, oh jesus, you're so good at this, fuck me!" Chris looked deep into Jackson's eyes which gleaned with a crazed, devilish energy.
"You are one pretty little Piglet. The prettiest, this is some sweet grade-A pussy you got."
Chris was in heaven, moaning and grunting, and unannounced Jackson thrust his cock hard into Chris' hole and began to ooze rope after rope of hot jizz up his hole. "Oh fuck oh fuck, take it you bitch, take it you hog," he moaned.
The young flight attendant collapsed with Chris on the couch from the force of his orgasm. Chris held him and Jackson turned to the Australian actor, a look of alarm on his face. "I'm so sorry for the words I used, I don't know what got into me, Mr. Hemsworth." Chris simply smiled and made out with the young flight attendant who nearly fainted from his good fortune. "You're right I am a dirty Pig whore," he whispered into his ear in his manly Australian accent.
Just then the pilot door opened and the co-pilot emerged. A strapping muscular bearded guy. As if on cue he simply smiled at Chris, stripped, and shoved his cock inside his well-fucked hole.
The flight from LA to Rio was twelve hours and in those hours Chris had received steady amounts of cum from all the flight staff and Adam. Jason, the co-pilot, had a nice long rod and loved to fuck slow and deep. Max the head pilot was a muscular Daddy stud in his fifties with a girthy cock. He was both friendly and aggressive in his fucking style and required Chris to clean his cock with his mouth as soon as he came inside it. It turned Chris on even more to discover he was a happily married man with five kids. They would take routine breaks, of course, for Adam to not only deposit his own load into Chris but to lick and suck the cum of his private jet's staff from Chris' capacious rectum.
Landing and customs went off without a hitch at the airport, and the two stars were escorted to their luxury five-star hotel. When Chris and Adam walked into their penthouse suite, Chris dropped his stuff in awe.
As a Hollywood film star, Chris had seen some nice suites -- but this blew all of them away. The open-floor suite was like the size of two very large lofts. It had a 360 degree view of Rio, an infinity pool in the balcony, large ottomans, a pool table and a jacuzzi.
"Holy shit" said Chris, feeling not unlike Charlie Bucket in Willy Wonka's Chocolate Factory. "You've outdone yourself, Levine!"
Levine smirked and shrugged his shoulders in mock modesty. He gestured for the star to come to him and Chris happily obliged. They embraced and began to make out.
"Anything for my pig, I've missed my pig."
"Awfully big room for two people," laughed Chris. Adam laughed as well but for different reasons than Chris.
"Looking forward to this romantic weekend -- just us two," said Chris.
"Uh huh," said Adam, who at this stage was just distracted by the Aussie's massive pecs and pulled his t-shirt above his head and flung it on the corner of the room.
Just then there was a knock on the door. Adam smiled and disentangled himself from Chris' massive arms. Assuming it was room service, Chris thought no more of it but his heart began racing when he recognized Michael Phelps, Ryan Lochte and Nathan Adrian. They did their bro like half-hugs and fist bumps to Adam, but soon their eyes and smiling faces were focused on Chris.
"Come on in, he's here, come and meet my friend,"
Chris shook the three athletes hands.
"It's a huge honor... this is such a surprise... Adam didn't tell me we were meeting you," he gushed.
"Dude! You're fucking Chris Hemsworth! That's so fucking dope," said Ryan Lochte looking every bit as hot and dumb as Chris dreamed he would.
"It's so cool, you're here," said Nathan, more formally. "And that you took time to say hi to us," said Michael.
The three swimmers stared at Chris in stunned semi-silence, reverently assessing his extreme beauty. Chris, in turn, reciprocated their awe. It was a testament to the Aussie star's physique and looks that he managed to render three flawless Olympian Adonises captivated with his physical presence. Chris was one of the hunkiest, if not the hunkiest, male movie actor. His height, bulging muscles, tanned skin, piercing blue eyes and flawless blonde hair embodied an ideal of male beauty to such extreme perfection it seemed incongruous that such a person should exist in real life rather than mere fantasy. Adam had witnessed this kind of disbelief in others when they first caught sight of Chris in the flesh, trying to reconcile the sheer extent of his statuesquely virile body with the limitlessly depraved and insatiable character of his sexual reputation. Surely, Adam could see them think, the rumors were exaggerated, overblown, if not a downright lie.
Adam decided to kick start things by pulling Chris in for a passionate kiss.
"HOLY FUCK!" "JEAH!" "NO WAY!" is all Chris could hear from the Olympians as he got lost in a kiss with Adam. Not only was Adam an artist at making out, that tongue after all was so muscular and trained from all the exquisite felching Adam loved to perform, but this confirmed to him what he suspected and hoped. He was going to become a sex object for these Olympians. He was going to take not just jock cock but Phelps', Lochte's and Adrian's All American cocks. Adam then ripped Chris' white shirt and unbuttoned his pants, leaving the Aussie actor only in his tight white underwear and began to finger Chris from behind the underwear's fabric.
"I can't believe this is real!"
"Holy shit, I can't believe this is happening!"
Adam broke off the kiss for a second, holding Chris' blonde hair in his hands so the boys could see his submissiveness.
"All the rumors are true boys. Isn't that right..." (and here Adam paused for dramatic effect, before turning to look at Chris straight in the eye) "Piggy."
At the sound of that name, Chris felt a surge of feeling that had become increasingly familiar to him: the double movement of shame and arousal that mutually enforced each other. He was so embarrassed that his piggy nature had been exposed in front of Gold medalist superstars but at the same time it was also intensely arousing.
Michael approached the couple and in the meantime all three athletes had stripped to their underwear, revealing their perfectly chiseled physiques and hefty erections outlined against their tight briefs. Phelps began to rub Chris' body, assessing it lovingly with his hands, Ryan and Nathan on either side of him, playing with their erections through the fabric of their underwear and wearing shit-eating grins on their eager faces.
"Come on, boy. On your knees"
Chris moaned and obeyed as the three athletes formed a semi-circle around him and Adam walked over to the couch to watch the show. The Aussie actor's enormous chest was heaving from his heavy breathing as he looked up in anticipation at his new masters.
"Come on boy, take them out one by one... Jesus you are huge!"
As Chris pulled each pair of underwear down, each cock hit him in the face. They were each magnificent: long, thick, All-American champions. He did not know from which to start, as each demanded his attention so potently. They were flawless specimens. Sensing his indecision, Nathan intervened. "Start with our captain flag bearer," he directed, pointing to Michael's dick by tilting his friendly, smiling face in his direction.
Chris approached Michael's cock with ceremonial focus. He touched it lightly and felt its magnificent heft in his hands. He looked up appreciatively at the "greatest ever Olympian" before opening up his mouth to envelop the cockhead. As he began to suck on Michael's huge dick, the men cheered with a kind of exuberant wonder that confirmed their astonishment that this was actually happening. That Chris Hemsworth was sucking their cocks and this wasn't some elaborate prank that would cruelly reveal itself at a set-up at the very last moment. Of all the magnificent, proudly erect American cocks on display, Michael's was probably the longest at ten inches. Chris first licked the cockhead and teased the piss slit with his tongue before slowly swallowing the shaft and picking up speed.
"Atta boy, holy shit, Adam, you were right. He sucks good cock."
The sight was too hot for Ryan Lochte to hold back and before long he was pushing his cock against Chris' mouth, impatiently demanding he be serviced next. Lochte's cock was not as long as Phelps', but it was thicker. It was hunky, long and `thick' just like its owner and perfectly sun-kissed. Unlike Michael, whose cock was immaculately clean, it was clear to an expert cocksucker like Chris that Ryan was a bit more careless about hygiene as his dick had a potent, musky odour. He didn't mind though. On the contrary, he loved how manly Ryan smelled.
"Thor's sucking my cock dude!!!!" laughed Lochte, high-fiving his team mates. "Yeah, you blonde whore. You like sucking that big dick, don'tcha? You love my big American cock in your mouth. Suck it, lick my cock, eat it. Worship this fat American dick. You love that big sausage, slut. Swallow it all."
Ryan's lust-fuelled dirty talk drove Chris wild and he loved making Ryan moan as he expertly swallowed and massaged his boner with his throat and mouth, much to the Olympian's appreciative moans as he thrust his fist in the air.
"Suck it, you Australian pig. Worship this American dick."
"U-S-A," began to chant Ryan. "U-S-A" matching his hard thrusts against Chris' face to the rhythm of his chants. Chris made his way from Ryan's shaft to his balls, licking those sweaty bad boys as he reached over and gently stroked Nathan Adrian's impressive dick. He gently spat out Ryan's dick to swallow his teammate's.
Nathan's dick was gorgeous, just like its owner. It was framed by black pubes and stood straight, erect and enormous. His shaft was confident, virile and rock hard but his leaking cockhead was delightfully spongey. Chris wrapped his tongue around Nathan's cockhead, licking the precum that was dripping copiously from his piss slit before swallowing the entire shaft. He kept up a rhythm of mostly darting his tongue against Nathan's piss slit to tease out more of that half-White/half-Asian precum before swallowing his entire 8.5 inches whole. He looked up at the Olympian star, who stood at an impressive 6'5, and swooned at the site of his handsome face -- at once so All-American, square jawed yet exotic at the same time. Looking down at the Aussie cocksucker, Nathan's face beamed with friendly, appreciative delight at his devoted cock worshipping.
Chris kept his cock sucking up for a good half hour. Moving from cock to cock. Taking his time to savor each dick. Giving each of his jock cocks dedicated devotion. As he sucked one dick he would be jerking off the other dicks gently with his strong velvety hands. It aroused Michael so much to think that the same hands stroking his dick so tenderly yet firmly were the same hands lifting all those weights to make Chris' body so awe-inspiringly muscular and large.
Adam was jerking off in a corner but got up to rip off Chris' underwear which were stained with so much prejizz.
Chris' cock flopped out. He blushed realizing the Olympians would see he was not as well endowed as them. Ryan was quick to point this out.
"Guess we found one part of you that isn't gigantic, bro" he laughed.
"Shut up, Ryan," chastised Nathan. "That cock is totally fucking hot,"
"If you like it so much, bro, why don't you suck it?" Ryan fired back.
Nathan smiled down at Chris who happened to be sucking Michael's dick at that moment. Chris' cock, while only an average six inches, was indeed a gorgeous cock. Perfectly shaped, with an exquisite thickness, its proportions a masterpiece of design. It was the perfect hue of white, pink and golden from Chris' naked sunbathing and framed by a trimmed bush of blonde pubes.
"Can I suck it, Chris?" asked Nathan, smiling at him with his disarmingly charming grin. Chris spat out Michael's cock at that moment and looked at Nathan's handsome face with his piercing sapphire eyes. "It would be an honor Nathan"
He moved to a large Ottoman at the center of the room. "Thor Jr." stood proud and erect, as Chris positioned his body so that his head was hanging from the edge of the Ottoman, ready to suck more dick as he got serviced.
However, just as Nathan was slowly bending down to swallow Chris' cock, Ryan swooped down in front of him and swallowed Chris' entire cock in one gulp.
"You snooze you lose" he said, his mouth full of Chris' Aussie sausage.
"Hey! What the fuck!" screamed Nathan. Ryan's eyes beamed back at him impishly as he administered a surprisingly expert blowjob. It was beginning to make Chris moan and whimper. Ryan playfully exaggerated his looks of extasy and delight to taunt his teammate into jealousy. He never broke eye-contact with Nathan as he theatrically kissed Chris' cockhead, staring at it lovingly in mock romantic abandon, like a Matinee Idol staring at his Juliet.
Nathan laughed at his teammate's antics and ruffled his hair into a shaggy mess.
"Come on, Lochte, move, you dork."
Ryan reluctantly spat Chris' cock out, as Nathan bent down so he could suck the average-sized but delicious and stunning Aussie delight. Lochte lost no time and moved his cock to the edge of the ottoman where Chris was sucking Michael's long log. He was panting as Michael thrust his big dick into his face.
"Oh man, Chris," said Ryan, putting his arm around his team mate as he received the expert blow job "you got such awesome skills, bro. You look so fuckin' hot licking my bro's big dick. Suck it nice and slow, just like that, nice and slow."
Chris' then spat out Michael's cock, moaning from the intense sensation of Nathan's dedicated sucking, and started to swallow Ryan's cock before Ryan abruptly moved his cock away and said:
"'Nuff of that, get on all fours. Mikey likes it doggy."
Chris did as he was told and the swimmers admired the physique of such a mountain of flawless muscle as he got into such a slutty, submissive position. Playfully, Chris wiggled his muscular butt at the Olympians, causing them to spank his bubbly cheeks which caused some of the jizz he had gathered from the plane to squirt out. Michael reached between his cakes and slid a fingers inside his moist hole causing the gathered loads to ooze out even further. He swirled his fingers deep in order to get as much of the jizz as possible, causing the Aussie actor to moan.
"you like that, muscle cunt?" asked Michael before forcefully thrusting his index finger through the Australian's pucker. He found Chris' prostate and was administering the most expert massage that was sending waves of pleasure all over the Hollywood star's body.
Chris gasped and squealed as he felt Michael's fingers burrow deep inside his love chute, he began to moan in extasy as he felt Phelps' finger rotating and massage his anal muscles. Soon, Phelps added a third finger and began thrusting them together in and out of Chris' hole like a jack hammer as the muscle powerbottom's throbbing cock leaked copiously on to the ottoman.
"Fuck how is he so tight even though he is such a whore?" Michael asked Adam
Adam beamed proudly: "Chris is such a Piggy he has a personal trainer develop special butt exercises to keep that slutty hole tight!"
Chris reached over to suck Ryan's and Nathan's cocks. They were so big and proud and tasty, he needed them in his throat as much as possible. When Michael was satisfied he had loosened Chris up he withdrew his fingers and pushed his turgid cock against his anus. The gold medalist moaned as he felt Chris' butt sphincter greedily swallow all ten inches of his boner.
"Jesus Christ, guys, I'm fucking Chris Hemsworth!" moaned Michael in extasy before high fiving his teammates who in turn were also receiving awesome blowjobs from the Marvel superhero.
Michael smiled and took a deep breath. He started fucking Chris slowly at first -- pulling his cock slowly out before thrusting back in hard, smiling as he felt Chris' huge body pulsate with pleasure. After building up a slow and steady rhythm, he then began to fuck Chris in earnest, pushing himself to the limit like the Olympian he was, his balls swinging and slapping that muscular ass. With each thrust, he noticed Chris' throat impaling itself even deeper on his teammate's cocks. He wanted the moment to last forever but the thrill of fucking Hemsworth, making him moan and seeing him be such a cocksucker with his friends made his explosive orgasm imminent and he stepped up the pace in anticipation of a huge and spectacular finish.
In a brief interlude in which he didn't have either Nathan's or Ryan's dick in his mouth, Chris moaned "Oh Michael, Oh Michael -- don't stop, don't ever stop fucking me like that"
The sound of Chris Hemsworth's manly voice begging him to fuck him like a needy whore was too much for him. Without any announcement, he ejaculated deep inside his hole, shooting torrents of cum while making a guttural growl inside the Australian that sounded more animal than human.
"Holy Shit!" exclaimed Adam as he witnessed the length and volume of Michael's orgasm, who had to pull his cock slightly away from Chris' hole in order to allow for all the cum to fit.
As he pulled out and caught his breath Phelps announced: "You're up next Lochte...Damn that was hot!"
Ryan sat down on a sofa and waved his cock at Chris.
"Come on, Piggy, come ride me"
Chris lost no time and began to squat his ass down on Ryan's huge log, facing Ryan. He spread his ass cheeks and moaned as he felt the swimmer's hard cockhead spear him. Chris loved feeling every inch of Ryan's girthy dick as he slowly impaled himself on it until he was at its very base. Ryan, who considered himself a tits man, was also in heaven, just inches away from the two biggest pecs he had ever seen. He cupped them in his hands, and licked the nipples, suckling on them greedily. Chris then wrapped his arms around Ryan who was smiling idiotically at the blue-eyed actor, in awe at his combination of huge muscles and wild sluttiness.
"Your cock feels so great in me, Ryan"
"I know it does, Piggy, that's because it's the Cock of an American God," he replied immodestly.
Ryan was so dumb and so cocky and such a douche but Chris didn't care. He was so hot he would have done anything for him. He began to bounce up and down Ryan's big log, building up a sweat and putting on a muscle show for Ryan, bouncing his pecs and flexing.
"jeah, baby, jeah!" moaned Ryan, slapping his ass in encouragement. "Say it baby say Jeah"
Chris began to moan the star's catchphrase in between Ryan's thrusts.
"Jeah.... (pant pant)... JEAH (pant pant)... OMG RYAN JEAH!"
Every time he said Jeah, Ryan would spear his sphincter and aim straight for his prostate, sending waves of pleasure throughout Chris' body. While his rhythm at first was slow in order to give Chris time to recover between each heavenly but overwhelming thrust, soon Ryan began to stab his prostate repeatedly in rapid yet deep jabs, causing the Australian to hold on to the couch for leverage as he moaned in wild abandon and extasy.
"JEAH... JEAH....JEAH! Oh my god, RYAN... JEAH ...JEAH
Ryan pushed Chris on his back and continued his merciless anal pistoning of the Australian actor. Chris' gorgeous face was contorted in pleasure, his mouth in a permanent "O" as he felt Ryan's meaty dick impale him over and over again with a focused, energetic intensity. As the swimmer slammed the muscle whore's ass with each of his thunderous strokes he kept up his dirty talk: "Yeah, take that cock, Pig," he barked. "You love all this hot American cock inside you. You can't get enough, can you slut?...'MERICA!" he shouted thrusting a fist in the air.
"JEAH!" moaned Chris, arching his back in erotic abandon as Lochte howled `Merica whenever he slammed his hips into the actor's cunt.
Ryan grabbed Chris' big pecs and began to squeeze them. "Your rack is huge baby, bigger than even these Victoria Secret models I fuck"
"JEAH! JEAH!"
The actor moved down on the Aussie's huge tits and resumed sucking and licking them, drooling on them in a kind of religious trance as Chris bounced them as his face was pressed lovingly against them.
After licking the sweat off each inch of Chris' enormously inflated pectorals, Ryan continued jack hammering in Chris so rapidly and powerfully that Chris literally began to drool in between moaning the athlete's idiotic catchphrase like some kind of mantra. He was interrupted from his moans, however, from Ryan pressing his lips against his and exploring his mouth deeply with his tongue. Lochte was an awesome kisser -- precise and tender at turns but also ravenous and sloppy like a drunk frat boy at others. And what made the fucking all the more sensational was when he would stare deep into Chris' piercing baby blues with his own gorgeous eyes. When Chris felt Ryan ready to cum, he clutched the swimmer firmly around his waist with his huge arms, pulling him deeper inside him to feel the full resonance of each deep, pounding thrust. Ryan had become into a total animal, and abruptly lifted one of Chris' arms and dug his face into his armpit, sniffing and licking and chewing the actor's blonde armpit hair and manly musk as he felt his load rise inside him.
"HERE IT COMES! USA! USA! JEAAAAAAAH" yelled Ryan right before unleashing a dozen volleys of hot cum from his thick cock deep into Chris' insatiable hole.
Ryan, to Chris' surprise, collapsed on top of him and made out with him passionately for a good five minutes before Nathan spanked his ass and told him to make room.
Nathan's beauty made Chris swoon. There he was, in his 6'5 glory staring down at him smiling with his gigantic tool and disarming smile. Everything about Nathan was perfect -- so wholesome, so All American, so hunky, so squared jawed yet also exotic thanks to his Asian blood.
"Chris, are you sure you can handle more cock? We can also take a breather if you -"
Chris' heart was racing for handsome Nathan. He was such a gentleman, genuinely asking for his consent but Chris was in such a cockhound trance he felt the need to interrupt him.
"Nathan, no please, I need it, I need your cock right now, please don't wait any longer, please Nathan please!"
The other guys could not help but laugh at Chris' whoreish desperation for dick, noticing that his six-incher was throbbing proudly while releasing a steady trickle of precum on his blonde pubes.
Nathan positioned his large half-Asian cock against the Aussie's greedy rectum and pushed slowly. By this point, Chris' hole was already enlarged from his transatlantic day of action, not to mention Nathan's teammates. Nathan still chose a leisurely pace to spear him, however, in order to fully witness the gorgeous, manly actor moan and smile and grunt and coo as his cock penetrated him inch by throbbing inch. He couldn't believe how insanely blessed he was -- not only was he crowning, yet again, his dream of being at the Olympics but here he was fucking no other than the hottest actor, if not man, alive.
Once he was all the way in, he pushed himself down and kissed Chris tenderly before plunging his cock repeatedly in rhythmic thrusts to the very depths of Chris' ass, making Chris feel he was being plundered at his very core, his very essence. Chris moaned sexily as he felt the All-American dick twirl the loads inside his well-trodden canal. His ass hugged Nathan's big cock snugly, and he began to push his ass back against the dick in an eager tweaking-movement, smiling beatifically whenever Nathan moaned appreciatively. Chris lived for this -- he loved the feeling of fresh, warm cum flooding his ass, he loved pleasing virile tops with his body and he loved the feeling of a hard cock pistoning in and out of his hole.
The two hunks fucked for about twenty minutes, Chris was in a total state of sexual euphoria, moaning in a deep voice yet at times whimpering in almost feminine cries whenever Nathan routinely hit his special spot..
"Please cum inside me, I need your load, on fuck."
Chris moaned loudly as he felt handsome Nathan's All-American cum flood his ass.
"Oh my god, here it comes, take it you muscle whore, you're such a fucking slut, Chris, take this sperm!"
Hemsworth used his sphincter's muscles to tighten around Nathan's erupting geyser, greedily squeezing every last drop of that precious biracial sperm. Nathan looked down at Chris with awe as he caught his breath before pulling out, and kissed him tenderly on the lips. He was about to walk away but Chris pulled him over and sucked the remnants of his load from his deflating dick, gesturing towards Ryan and Michael to approach so he could do the same to them.
"Come on guys, I know you have another load in there for me"
"You're right we do!" said Michael "About four or five each... but its rude not to share"
Share?
All of a sudden, Chris was suddenly aware of other voices in the room--he turned around and his eyes expanded in wonder. Seated next to Adam, and totally naked stroking huge cocks, were three of the hottest guys from the US Gymnast team -- Danell Leyva, Sam Mikulak and Jake Dalton. He had no idea at what point they had walked in, let alone stripped. He had been in such a focused, cock-hound trance. Their broad grins and huge erections left no room for doubt: they were here to fuck him.
Chris' heart was racing. As the swimmers traded places with the gymnasts on the couch, ever the polite boy, Chris got up to shake hands with the athletes. It was a gorgeous sight of stark contrasts. They were all shorter in height, Danell the tallest at 5'7, but they each sported thick 9-inch cocks that looked even bigger against their diminutive frames. Huge, 6'4 and 250 pound Chris, on the other hand, was sporting a six-inch erection. With a politeness that seemed downright funny based on what they all knew was going to take place, he shook their hands and hugged them, honored to be in the presence of these medal-winning Olympians. After the polite pleasantries were over, however, Danell started stroking Chris' cock and Chris bent down, squatted really, to make out with each of them one by one.
After tasting each of their delicious lips, he got down on his knees and looked up at them as he moved deftly from cock to cock swallowing each of them and making them wet and slick with spit. They were fresh from practice and musky with sweat -- just as Chris liked it.
Their arms around each other like true bros, the gymnasts' baseball bat cocks leaked and throbbed and bounced as if they had a life of their own. After sucking them for a good ten minutes, always looking up obediently to gage their looks of discerning pleasure, Danell looked down at Chris, staring directly into his blue eyes, and with a movement of his chin towards the bed, Chris knew what was coming.
The gymasts waited for Chris to walk to the bed to see that beefy ass in action, loads dripping from his butt with each step.
"Fuck me, Danell, fuck me."
Dannell rubbed his warm, uncut Cuban cock all over Chris' magnificently handsome face. "You really want it huh, white boy?"
Chris' heart jumped. He loved being objectified as a sex object by men of color, and felt blessed and happy that it was by no less than Danell Leyva.
"How do you want to fuck me?" asked Chris
"On your back"
Chris lay on his back taking one of the bed's fluffy pillows to prop his ass at the edge of the mattress. He used the other pillows to prop his head up, wanting to see Danell fuck him. Lifting his muscular legs, he spread his cheeks and Dannell cooed as looking at the loads he had already sluttily taken ooze out.
"Spread that hole, baby," said Danell appreciatively, squatting with his teammates in gleeful disbelief for a closer look -- pointing to them and smiling and high fiving at how well-used Chris' hole was. Chris was flattered but not having cock inside him was unbearable -- particularly when it was so close to him.
"Please, Danell, I can't wait any longer, fuck me. I need to get fucked... please Danell... I cant wait any longer."
Still taking his time, Danell teased Chris even further by lining up his massive cock against Chris' gaping hole and gently pressing against it, but not yet thrusting all the way inside.
"Fuck baby, you love getting cock up your big muscular body huh?"
"Oh fuck yeas-s-ss...Danell..." Chris moaned. "I'm a Pig for jock dicks, sir. I need your Olympian cum up my big muscle pussy. I need all of your loads over and over again...please, fuck me...Danell...please..." Danell enjoyed seeing the muscular superstar beg and look so fucking cute doing so, and he let his girthy shaft plunge into Chris' sphincter. He threw his head back as Chris' warm and slimy chute tightly embraced his Latino dick. Almost immediately, his fuck started out as an accelerated pace and just grew faster from there, his balls swinging like a pendulum. Chris' eyes were rolled to the back of his head as he moaned in load whimpers at the succession of energetic thrusts. "Fuck me harder... fuck me harder..." he chanted repeatedly. "I love your cock, Danell, fuck me harder...I'm your White cock sucking Pig, I can't get enough of your cock..."
As Danell felt his load surging, he thrust into Chris with an intensity that made the Aussie actor moan with a delirious abandon.
"Take it you Pig, take it you slut" Dannell hissed, as ribbons of cum spewed from his throbbing Cuban dick. "Oh fuck me, yes-s-sss...Danelll... your cum is so warm."
Once Danell caught his breath and let every last drop out from his dick ooze into Hemsworth's hole, he pulled out and high-fived his fellow team mate Sam who took over for him almost immediately.
Sam banged Chris with immediate gusto, plunging into him deep. As he fucked Chris, he smiled and swooned hypnotized by Chris' enormous pecs jumping and bouncing with each of his vigorous thrusts.
"Sam," cooed Chris "fuck me... fuck me... I'm your Pig... fuck your cock is so large and girthy." The American gymnas tried to keep his focus and composure as he felt the Movie Star's enormous, muscular legs wrap themselves around his waist to pull his cock even deeper. From the corner of his eye, Chris could see sexy All-American Jake Dalton rub his dick, and he knew he needed him in his mouth immediately!
"Please let me suck it," begged Chris.
Jake walked over and happily obliged, high-fiving his teammate as they took the Aussie from both ends. After a few more vigorous thrusts, Jake felt Chris moan loudly on to his cock indicating that Sam was spewing his jizz deeply into his insides. As Jake waited for his teammate to recover from his post-orgasmic shudders, Chris rubbed Hemsworth's massive, Colossal body, marveling at the Greek-god like physique.
"he's all yours, Jakey boy" said Sam, smiling ear to ear, still high from the best fuck of his life.
Jake was the shortest of the gymnasts but his cock was the biggest and thickest. Chris moaned with deep satisfaction as he felt the vacancy Sam left behind suddenly filled by the athlete's giant erection.
"How is that little Piggy? Feel good?"
Chris was pleasantly surprised by the sweet-looking American's dirty words.
"It feels so fucking good.... Fuck me, Jake, conquer me with your American dick"
"Yeah? You little poser with those big muscles and that tiny dick? Can your wife even feel that little finger?"
Chris was bright red with humiliation but also arousal at hearing Jake's dirty talk.
"I know its not as big as it could be..." Chris' said modestly, his cock leaking a steady stream of precum from the taunts.
Jake chuckled "that's ok. It's cute. And I'll let you feel how a real man fucks, what a real cock feels like,"
"Please, Jake, please fuck me, fuck me... show me what a stud you are,"
Jake plunged deeper into Chris. Fuck, this guy was enormous. The rapid anal assault felt so fucking good. Chris began to moan and squeal like a Piggy, loving every second of it. Jake was feeling guilty for teasing such a sexy and accommodating and down to earth god like Chris... He was the hottest man alive, and his cock was gorgeous. In reality, Jake was jealous of Chris not for his height or fame but because Jake could hardly ever fuck anyone without hurting them with his enormous manhood, something Chris probably never had to worry about. And yet here was Chris, taking his mammoth dick like a slut, ceaselessly begging for more, arching his body to get more of it deeper inside him.
"Oh, yes!! YES!" cried Chris. "Fuck me, Jake! Do it! Do it! Fuck me with your huge dick." Jake banged away in a kind of delirious frenzy, his face contorting with an intense sneer. With his own athletic strength, Chris mustered all his strength to thrust his ass back at Jake whenever he thrust inside his ass. The two built a beautiful, rapid rhythm, Jake's cock pistoning out of Chris' well fucked chute until he began to feel his load surging. He began to chant USA... USA...
Soon his teammates, the Swimmers and Adam were also joining in the chants USA! USA!
With a final heroic thrust, Jake pushed his enormous cock all the way inside Chris and the thick volleys of man milk gushed out. What could not fit in Chris' already flooded sphincter squirted obscenely from the side of his rectum making obscene, fart-like noises. As Jake extracted his cock, Chris' saw that his bulbous head was still jizzing. With a gymnast's speed and grace, Jake jumped on the bed and shoved his squiring manhood into Chris' hungry and appreciative mouth.
As if to make up for his harsh words, he cuddled up to the massive, muscular stud and gave him a tender kiss. "Hey buddy, you're awesome... I got a little carried away ... ,"
"Say no more," said Chris, smiling. "You were perfect and awesome. And everything you said and did to me made me the happiest cock loving pig in the world."
The two men smiled at each other and then kissed tenderly. But it wasn't long before Chris was feeling a desperate vacancy inside him, one he needed filled immediately!
"Who is next?"
The men laughed at his insatiability.
"We need to shower and get ready for the party," said Nathan "But we'll see you there, Piggy!"
Party?
Jake jumped out of the bed but not before giving Chris a peck on the cheek. The athletes each kissed Chris, coping a feel of his ass and pecs, and rapidly got dressed and left the room.
Michael was the last to leave. "Alright see you guys later..," he told Adam, who ever the gracious host was bidding his friends goodbye at the door "we'll pick you up shortly once I check everything is ready... give you time to feast. God Bless the Olympic Committee for setting this up..."
Olympic Committee? Setting this up?
But before Chris had any time to think, Adam was crouching on the floor licking his lips.
"You had fun baby? Give Daddy his meal time,"
Chris reclined back on the bed and felt Adam's dexterous tongue massage his hole. God it felt like heaven. Whenever Adam felched him, he wasn't just cleaning up. He was giving his ass muscles a proper tantric massage. Adam licked Chris' thighs and ass cheeks for the cum that had splattered outside of his hole from all the pistoning and thrusting. Chris moaned and relaxed as a steady stream of Olympian loads oozed out thickly into Adam's thirsty mouth as he noisily feasted on the seemingly endless stream of jock manmilk.
Just as Chris was feeling the last trickles of cum exit his sphincter, he began to come down from his trance-like sex high and his mind went back to something Michael Phelps had said.
"Hey Adam, you know when they said thanks to the Olympics for hooking them up. What did they mean by that? Weren't you the one to organize this?" asked Chris moaning as Adam's tongue snaked into his ass.
"Yes and no," said Adam casually lifting his face from Chris' sweet cheeks like a swimmer coming up for air before diving back in. What did this mean precisely? Chris needed to find out and moved his butt away from Adam's face and looked at him with his eyebrow raised, clearly wanting to know more. "Ok ok," said Adam, pulling Chris' powerful thighs back towards his face and slamming his sphincter back onto his lips. Between lapping his muscular tongue against Chris' overflowing hole he periodically rose back up for air and explained how his friend in the Olympic committee approached him about hiring prostitutes discretely for the athletes in Rio. The US Olympic committee wanted a hot distraction for their boys to take out some steam amidst the pressure and stress. Adam came up with the genius plan that the most full-proof way to protect everyone's privacy was to hire a fellow famous person as the pass-around pig, someone they could rely on for not squeaking to the press. That actor, of course, was Chris.
"Um did they pay you?" asked Chris, blushing almost demurely.
"Yeah - 1 million.," said Adam with a broad grin, peeking his head from behind Chris' thigh to smile at the Australian. "A bargain for a stud like you but I knew if I asked for more there was a risk they would bypass dealing through me, and lets face it -- you would have done it for free." Adam moved his face back down to Chris' hole, his facial stubble streaked with cum. Chris felt momentarily embarrassed and angry, he felt a sharp surge of humiliation that he was being prostituted without being asked. He was more confused by the sudden rush of horniness he felt at the very news that he had been made into a whore. Was he truly so depraved that he was getting turned on by being sold by his friend for sex? Had his fuck buddies finally gone too far? Was he loosing his basic sense of self, his moral core, his purpose as an actor? Overcome with ambivalence, Chris clenched his hole, momentarily blocking the steady flow of cum and sat upright.
"Hey!! What gives?"
"Do I even get to see any of this money?" Adam was taken aback by the sudden authority in Chris' voice. He was used to him moaning, begging for more cock, not standing up for himself in such a manly, and even intimidating, manner.
"Your award is Olympian cock, bro, now come on." Adam tried to pull Chris back on his face but the Australian actor looked stern and made his body rigid and heavy, folding his arms, blocking access to his rectum.
What Adam did next surprised Chris. He sat down next to him, grabbed his head gently and started kissing him. When Chris would get into fights with Gosling - or "disrespect" him - as Ryan would call it, Ryan would sometimes strike his pretty face or spank his ass hard, reasserting their Alpha/Sub dynamic. Things with Adam were always more fluid and carefree and relaxed. Out of confusion and pride, Chris tried to move his lips away from Adam. But Adam whispered in his ear "Come on little Piggy, come on." The breathing of sexy Adam against the nape of his neck was too much for Chris to handle and he opened his lips, all Adam needed to shove his expert tongue in his mouth. His first tentative kisses soon gave way to a passionate make out session as Chris swallowed the cum in Adam's mouth, the two studs passing the cum back and forth between their mouths before Adam swallowed it.
"You think I'm doing this just to use you? You think 1 million dollars makes a difference to a guy like me?," Adam bit Chris' lip gently, staring into the Australian's sapphire-blue eyes. "Fuck Piggy you're so fucking special and you have such depraved needs. Fuck yeah I'm using you but that's because you like it. Even though that little brain of yours is saying this is wrong, feel how hard your cock is..." Adam grabbed Chris' rock hard cock. It was oozing precum like a leaky faucet into the Aussie's hand and throbbing with excitement. "your little friend is saying this is right."
Chris moaned, partly from how good Adam's kisses were, partly from the realization about himself that was settling in, blowing his mind, and turning him on. He was now a literal whore -- and he liked it.
"I did this for you, not just hooking you up with Olympic cock but whoring you out, you like it, you more than like it, you love it, live for it - I gave you Lochte's, Adrian's, Phelps' cock and this is how you repay me? My ungrateful little Piggy." Even though Adam's words were berating him there was a a supple and sexy softness to his voice and a tenderness to his kisses and touch that let Chris know he wasn't at all mad. Adam just wanted him to understand how hot this was if only he'd let his pride out of the way. Chris began to feel disarmed and guilty, particularly as Adam's mouth kissed his thick neck and flicked his nipples, making him moan. Adam of course was right - it did excite him to no end knowing there was a financial transaction, objectifying and dehumanizing him. It made the already mindblowing dream of getting fucked by Gold Medal Olympian cock even hotter. In the past few years he had become such a deranged pig that it was rare to feel challenged in a sexual scenario -- and oh fuck, Adam had done just that -- and how was Chris repaying him? Through attitude.
"Oh Adam," moaned Chris "Oh Adam, Adam... that's so hot, I'm fucking sorry -- you're right, I like being a whore," Chris was bright red with shame confessing his depravity out right, but he could not stop "And want you to keep pimping me. For 40 bucks even -- 20 -- whatever you think I'm worth. Please forgive me, Adam, forgive me."
Adam smiled, looking deep into Chris' eyes as he ruffled his blonde hair and kissed him tenderly, slowly and passionately. "That's OK, my uppity little Pig."
The two friends laughed and looked into each others eyes before continuing their hot make out session. Chris licked the cum all over Adam's face and fed it to him with his long kisses.
There was a knock on the door.
It's open" said Adam much to Chris' surprise. There was something about Chris' eyes, the alarming blueness of them, that exaggerated his looks of shock or surprise -- making them even hotter to Adam.
It was Adrian , Nathan and Michael again all dressed up as if to hit the town. "You guys aren't even ready yet!" laughed Nathan, delighted at the hot scene of the two megastars making out. Adam was dressed but Chris was still naked.
"What are you talking about?" replied Adam "We're all ready to go. Piggy doesn't need clothes"
The three Olympians laughed. "Here put this on," laughed Phelps, throwing a speedo at the Australian "In case someone sees you". Chris' waist and butt were considerably larger than the swimmer's and stretched the fabric considerably prompting wolf whistles from all four men.
"Can someone explain to me what's going on?"
"It's a surprise, Pig, come on,"
Adam smiled and patted Chris' bottom as if to reassure him. And with that Chris followed the four men naked out into the Hotel Rooftop, the outline of his erect cock outlined obscenely in the speedo as he ventured towards an unknown destination.
Hope you all enjoyed! And yeah -- I know this chapter was long! As I said in the intro, I decided to send it out as is to avoid delays as I have quite the busy time ahead of me.
I would love to hear from you if you enjoyed this story or have comments and if you have suggestions for future ones!
If I receive enough of a response, I'll continue this series. In particular, the 2nd part of Chris' Brazilian adventures... but have many more ideas. jeroengogo@gmail.com
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