Date: Mon, 7 Feb 2005 20:43:48 -0800
From: Jonathon Moore <evilfireboy@gmail.com>
Subject: Adam Brody's Sexcapades

This in no way implies the orientation of any of the actors present in
this story. It is simply fiction. All actors and characters belong
exclusively to themselves and Fox Studios.

Chapter One: Chris's Ten-Incher

Adam Brody was in his dressing room, dressed in only a bathrobe that
was a size too big. The people who stock his dressing room can never
get the size right, so he had to wrap the cloth belt around his small
waist.

He had just gotten out of the shower, so his black curls were clinging
to his head. They had just finished shooting on the first episode of
the new season of The O.C., and Adam was taking a much needed break.
He had been so horny all day long, acting with Chris Carmack and Ben
Mackenzie. He was an insatiable bottom, and would love to work
"underneath" either of them. He reached under his robe, and massaged
his member, getting aroused just thinking about it.

Just then, there was a knock on his door. He quickly removed his hand
from under his robe, and reached for the door. There was Chris
Carmack, leaning against the door frame.

"Hi, Adam. What's up?"

Adam looked at Chris, his tight red shirt clinging to his abs, and
jeans cupping his groin, and became aroused again. He crossed his
legs, to hide it. "Not much, Chris. What can I do for you?"

"You mentioned loaning me your Bright Eyes CD. I came by to pick it
up." he said this, walking further into the room.

With each step he took, Adam backed up, intimidated by the lager man.
His elbow hit a stack of CDs, sending them flying into the air. Both
boys jumped.

"It was in that stack of disks. I'll get it"

He got down on his hands and knees, and reached for the disk. What he
didn't realize, was that the robe had ridden up above his butt,
exposing his pink asshole.

Chris noticed though, and hungrily licked his lips. He wanted to reach
out and squeeze those pale, round cheeks, wrap his thick arms around
that tiny waist, and fuck the smaller boy for all he was worth, until
he screamed for mercy.

"Aha! I found it!" Adam cried in joy, still on his knees, looking back
at Chris. He saw the hungry look in his eye, and quickly scrambled to
his feet.

"Here's your CD, Chris." He said, shakily, holding it out to him.

Chris reached for it, rubbing Adam's hand with his thumb. Adam
shivered in response. Receiving the response he desired, Chris broke
into a huge grin, and put the CD down on the dressing table. He walked
slowly forward, till he was inches from Adam. He reached down, and
grabbed the sash to Adam's robe tightly.

"This is way too big for you."

Adam laughed nervously, becoming more aware of his current arousal.
"They can never get the right size."

Chris's grin widened, as he reached down and grabbed Adam's crotch,
squeezing tightly. Adam gasped shortly, trying to catch his breath.
Chris moved closer, grazing his cheek with his warm mouth. He reached
inside the robe, and held Adam's penis, firmly in his hand.

"Who are you thinking about, Brody?

Adam could no longer speak, and could only mutter inaudible noises.

"Peter?" he said, kissing his cheek.

Adam's moaning got louder, and his dick throbbed in Chris's hand.

"Tate?" he asked again, biting the skin on his neck.

He let out a moan, and his dick throbbed even more in Chris's vise-like grip.

"Ben?" Chris was now gently nibbling on his ear.

His moans got louder, and his dick jumped in Chris's hand.

Chris leaned back, and Adam moaned in protest. He cupped Adam's chin,
and looked deep into his eyes. "Or is it me?"

Chris silenced Adam's guttural moan by attack his mouth with his own,
plunging his tongue deep inside of his mouth. Adam's dick jumped, and
Chris could feel precum dripping onto his fingers.

Chris removed his lips and hand from Adam's wrist and roughly grabbed
his wrists. Adam gasped, as Chris brought the hand Adam masturbated
with and inhaled the scent. He then let go of Adam's wrists, and
untied the sash to his robe, roughly pulling it off of his shoulders,
and falling around Adam's feet. He wrapped his thick arms around the
small boy's waist, and roughly pulled him close up against his chest,
his hands cupping his tight ass.

Adam felt two fingers tracing patterns inside of his sphincter, and
gasped sharply, his long legs instinctively raising, and wrapping his
long legs around Chris's bulky waist, now only being held up by his
hands wrapped around Chris's neck, and the fingers in his ass.

Chris, still deeply involved in exploring Adam's mouth, carried him
over to the dressing table, and carefully removed his fingers from his
ass, much to Adam's dislike, and cradled his legs carefully, lowering
his warm butt onto the cold counter.

Adam unhooked his legs from Chris's waist, and spread them widely, to
allow the bulkier man to fit between them. Chris unbuttoned his pants,
and stripped down to his t-shirt, which Adam helped him to remove.

Adam's jaw dropped at the size of the other man's manhood. It stood
straight out, the head a bright shed of red, and the vein pulsating
beneath the skin.

"How big is that thing?" Adam asked in shock.

Chris smiled. "Around ten inches or so."

Adam tried to wrap his hand around it, but was barely able to.
"There's no way that thing will fit.

Chris laughed. "Oh, you're going to lube it up for me." They both
smiled as Chris climbed onto the table, making his dick eye-level to
Adam.

Adam nervously licked around the head, and watched the member jump up
and down. He stretched his pink lips around the head, and created a
sucking motion, drawing more of the huge penis into his mouth, and
down his throat.

Chris moaned, reaching his hands around to the back of Adam's head,
grabbing onto his thick black curls, impaling his large dick further
into his mouth. Remarkably, Adam didn't even gag, and swallowed it to
the base, inhaling the light brown pubes.

"Chris opened his eyes and laughed. "You little slut. Who have you
practiced on?"

Adam released the ten-incher from his mouth. "Jared Paledecki, when I
was on The Gilmore Girls. He was small though. Much smaller than this
monster."

Chris laughed. "Well, get back to it."

Adam laughed and continued to deep-throat his penis. Chris finally
pulled away and lowered back onto the floor.

Chris whimpered, spreading his legs wider. "Fuck me, please! I need
it." He cried, writhing on the counter. Adam roughly shoved two
fingers into his hole. Then another, until he was moving four fingers
back and forth inside of the dark-haired actor, his legs raised high
in the air, moaning loudly.

He allowed the fingers to be removed with a loud pop.

Adam whimpered loudly, until Chris lined up the crown of his manhood
with Adam's sphincter. He gently shoved it in, stopping halfway.
Adam's face was already red from being impaled with the thick phallus.

"I'll stop, and let you get used to it for while. Try pushing out and
and relaxing, so the muscles won't constrict, and tighten. It'll hurt
more if you do."

Adam nodded, trying to relax. He let the muscles loosen, and spread
his legs, wrapping them around Chris's waist, to alleviate some of the
pressure.

Chris gently, slowly started to thrust more in. He stopped when he was
fully in, gently, removed all but the head, and quickly thrust back
in. He continued the thrusting motion. Adam was beyond words. All he
could do was grip the mirror behind him, and hold on.

He was still rock hard, and precum continued to drip onto his firm belly.

Chris pulled out, and Adam opened his eyes in disappointment.

"Why did you stop?"

Chris chuckled. "Turn around. I want to take you from behind."

Adam smiled. "Only if you do it harder."

"Deal."

Chris pulled him down, and roughly turned him around. Adam leaned his
head against the mirror, and watched as Chris roughly thrust into him,
using his body as a toy. And Adam couldn't be happier.

Chris thrust harder and harder, causing the mirror to shake, and
watched Adam's expression of pure bliss in the mirror in front of
them. Suddenly, he knew he was about to cum. He roughly pulled out of
Adam and turned him around. Adam went down to his knees and licked the
head of his cock. Just when he was to cum, he aimed his dick down, at
Adam's chest, and released his semen.

This aroused Adam so much that he too came, all over his chest and stomach.

Chris kissed Adam's sweaty lips, and started getting dressed. Adam
could only lie on the carpeted floor, satiated.

Chris pulled a piece of paper and a felt-tip marker out of his jeans
pocket and wrote on it, then handed it to Adam.

"Thanks, stud."

Adam could only smile as Chris Carmack left his dressing room, and
looked down at the picture.

On it was written:

"Adam,
The Best Ass in the O.C.
555-2147
-Chris"

To be continued?

That is up to you. Send any feedback about the story to evilfireboy@gmail.com.
Flames will be ignored, and I will consider any pairings you might suggest.