Date: Sat, 11 Mar 2006 04:32:31 -0600
From: Nicholas A Ryan <nickwhatever@juno.com>
Subject: Anderson Cooper Investigates Part Twelve

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Part Twelve

	Anderson Cooper was supposed to be interviewing David Beckham and Troy
Aikman but he was completely distracted by the file he was perusing in
his dressing room.  It was damn near as hot as the files he'd obtained
earlier from the National Enquirer.  He shifted in his seat and lowered a
hand to his cock straining within his slacks.  A wet spot was forming on
the wool slacks below his zipper.  He squirmed again.

The National Enquirer Secret Files;

	Mark Spitz was sprawled across a hotel room bed on his stomach, nude.
He winced and bit his lip.  His ass was propped up a bit as he ground his
hard 9 inch cock into the pillows raising his lower extremities.
	"Ughhhh," he winced again and clenched his rectum around the pulsing
cock pushing its way between his ass cheeks and stretched ass lips.
	"Yeahhhhh," Joe Namath was stranding at the end of the bed between
Spitz' muscular legs.  The NFL football player was nude and was thrusting
his hips forward driving his 10 inch cock into the Olympic swimmer's
tight hole.
	"Mmmmm," Spitz wiggle his butt and bucked back to meet Namath's forward
thrusts.
	"Fuckin' take this cock," Namath panted as he swatted at one of Spitz's
bubbly butt cheeks.  "Still...." Namath thrust harder, "think.....," and
deeper, "I'm a pussy 'cause I wear.....pantyhose......in
a.....commercial?"
	Spitz whimpered as the stud football player's thick veiny cock rubbed
the walls of his rectum and throbbing prostate.
	"Pussy," Namath growled gripping Spitz' hips more firmly and hauling the
swimmer back roughly to meet his thrusts, "your ass!"
	"Ooooooooooo," Spitz purred squeezing tighter around Namath's cock,
	"That's... it," Namath grinned, sweat dripping from his magnificent
muscled body.  "Take it!"  He pumped harder and faster.  Spitz's ass lips
stretched wider with each thrust.  "Fuckkkkkkk," Namath dug his fingers
into Spitz' flesh.  Spitz bit his lower lip.  Namath's balls whacked
Spitz' round butt cheeks in a heavy rhythm.  Namath threw his head back
and a drop of perspiration dropped from his nose to pool in the valley of
Spitz' cleaved butt.
	"Mmnmph," Spitz gasped against Namath's thrusts.
	"I'm.....gonna....shootttttt," Namath panted as he rocked forward on the
balls of his feet, burrowing his cock as deeply as possible.  His balls
churned and tightened, "Ahhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk," Namath hissed as
his cock jerked and Spitz' rectum walls rubbed his shaft.
"Helllllllllllllll yeahhhhhhhhhhhh," and his cock volleyed thick ropes of
cum into Spitz' hungry hot hole.
	Spitz wiggled and clamped his rectum muscles around the erupting shaft.
"Give it to me," he rasped.
	"Milk ittttttt," Namath gritted as he pumped the heavy load between
Spitz' stretched ass lips.  "Yeahhh pussy boi, milk my cockkkkkkkkkkk!"
	"Mmmmmmmm," Spitz purred as the warm liquid coated and seeped into his
rectum completely.
	"Pussy boi loves my cum," Namath wheezed as he squirted the last drops
and rubbed one of Spitz' butt cheeks with the palm of his hand.
Abruptly, Namath pulled his spent cock from Spitz' ravaged hole with a
squish.  Lowering to his knees, he examined the still pulsing ass ring
glistening with lube and cum and leaned in closer.  "Now I need to eat
out this sweet pussy," the football player murmured spreading the cheeks
wide, opening the hole a bit.  A drop of cum drizzled from the pink hole
and Namath thrust the tip of his tongue against the sweet ring and lapped
his own cum.  "Mmmmmmm," he slurped as his tongue snaked deeper within
the slick hole.  He pressed his lips against the muscled ring and
suckled.  His tongue lapped the walls of the rectum catching his cum and
scooping it within his tongue.
	"Eat my ass stud," Spitz wiggled his butt.  "Eat it," he pushed back
against Namath's face.  "Suck out that cum."
	Namath spread Spitz' cheeks wider.  His tongue snaked and curled
enjoying the taste of his own cum and Spitz' butt.  "Mmmmmm," he sucked
loudly.
	"Oh yeahhhhhh," Spitz wiggled his butt again and reached down between
his legs to stroke his hard cock.
	Namath burrowed his face as closely to Spitz' butt as possible, moving
his head from side to side to burrow his tongue deeper.  Spitz jerked
faster on his pulsing cock as Namath's tongue struck and tickled his
prostate.
	"Oh," Spitz gasped and his cock pulsed in the palm of his hand.
"I....I'm gonna......cum!" Spitz shivered and his cock sprayed thick
ropes of cum down upon the mattress.  "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh," he
jerked faster, draining his cock as Namath continued to massage his
prostate with the tip of his tongue.  "Ughhhhhhhhhh," Spitz whimpered as
he squeezed the last drops from his cock before collapsing down on the
bed in exhaustion.
	Namath moved his face a bit and licked up over one of Spitz's muscular
butt cheeks.  "Now wasn't that nice pussy boi?"
	"Real nice," Spitz chuckled between gasps of breath.  "Real nice
stud........."

	Anderson Cooper jerked in his seat at the sound of a rap against his
dressing room door.  "Mr. Cooper," a voice called through the wooden
barrier, "you need to be on the set in ten minutes."
	"Right," Cooper replied irritably.  Hell!  He had just enough time to
switch slacks and get to the set.  He'd have to unload his churning balls
and straining cock after the interview.  Oh well, he shrugged, rubbing
the wet spot on his slacks.........

to be continued......