Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2011 21:41:20 -0500 From: DS Subject: Celebrity - Hollywood Meets Bollywood Chapter 11 Dear readers: This chapter starts a new direction where "Bollywood sexcapades" and "Hollywood meets Bollywood" merge. We, as a team of two authors, will strive to bring the best of the two worlds to you. Of course this is all a work of fiction and the usual disclaimers apply. You must be above 18 years and the authors have no knowledge of the celebrities activities here. Your comments/suggestions are very helpful, so please let us know. email them to: hmeetsb@gmail.com My life had literally turned upside down after meeting Shahid and inside out after getting fucked by Hrithik! Just a day ago, I was one of the millions on the streets of Mumbai dreaming of the movie stars and today I was sipping coffee with Hrithik in a very private , discreet mansion just on the outskirts of the metropolis. Stuff like this just happened in the movies! We had had some mind-blowing sex and now we sat by the pool in plush terry robes. Hrithik said, "Shahid was right, you are one amazing stud. I have some great plans for this party I am going to throw soon. I know how you feel about Shahid. I saw it on your face when I took you. Look, I have a proposition to make. This place belonged to my grandparents and I used it as a retreat to get away. I want to use it somewhat differently. Many of my fellow stars are always looking for a place to relax, have mansex in a quiet very private place that is away from the media's eyes. I need to have a place like this too. I had been toying with the idea to convert this place to a "club". With some renovations, this place can have parties, or be used for just two male stars for a quickie. The place would need to be managed, maintained and kept primed. Would you be willing to do that?" I gulped in amazement. Did I just hear that right? "Bbbbut, what do I ......" I stammered. "Don't worry, you will be paid a handsome salary and you will stay here. I don't plan to have a huge place like this just run free. To be able to use this club, guys will pay a monthly fee and this will be used for the upkeep. I want to have a gym, spa services and a dungeon. On my last trip to LA I got some very nice ideas for such a dungeon. So what do you say?" "What about Shahid and me?" I asked "You are free to sleep with who so ever you desire. If you want to be Shahid's exclusive, I can't deny you that right. Although, I wouldn't be too happy with that", he said with a somewhat sad smile. Was I hearing this? Hrithik, the Bollywood god, was hoping I would have sex with him again? Why was he so fucking nice? "I would love to hook up with you again. But the choice is yours. Talk with Shahid and you guys can decide how you want your relationship to be. I have known quite a few guys that love each other but are in open relationships. But I would definitely like to have you run this place and arrange the parties, etc." I had nothing that held me back from taking this new position. My career, so far, wasn't exactly going anywhere. "Of course, I would love to manage this club. But I still need to think about what Shahid and I have and how we see our future. Can I get back to you on this question?" I added. "Fair enough", he replied. "Let's eat, I am famished and tired and jet lagged. I have a rough day tomorrow with some media events and some more meetings. But let's discuss the party we want to throw", he said. I liked that he said "we" and not him. The more I was with him, the more I liked him and not just lusted after him. He ordered some food from a nearby resort and asked his security guard to bring it in when delivered. We started discussing some ideas for the party and the guest list. Just after the food arrived, he told me that another star would come in and meet me later and would I want to meet him/ "Who is it?" I asked eagerly. "Let me see if he can come in later," he answered secretively. He texted someone and waited for a response. We ate in near silence. I was watching him, gulping my food down as I marveled at my luck and this sudden twist of events. He was looking toward the pool and some where far away beyond it. The green eyes were tired but had not lost the sparkle. "I need to get home and meet my family and get a good night's rest," he said wistfully. "You must be very tired from the trip and all this running around", I said. I heard the buzz of his cellphone, indicating a response. "Yes, he'll be here later. Meet him.I am leaving, but you are more than welcome to stay here starting right now. If you want to get your stuff, do so but be back before 10." Soon, he left and I was in this huge mansion all alone. I took a cab to get to my hovel and collected my measly belongings. I paid the rent for the next month, wondering if I would be back there next month or never. When I got back to the mansion, I checked out the place. The basement was a large open space that was not finished. The main floor had a large living room, an even larger dining room and kitchen, sitting room and a huge patio that was totally secluded from the rest of the world. Obviously this place was meant for entertaining. Upstairs were four bedrooms with massive bathrooms. Ideas started flowing as to how the place could be converted to a man club. I showered and entered the bedroom, wrapped in the flufffiest whitest towel I had ever seen. As I flopped on a bed, I compared this to my small one-room digs that I had just left. My entire room was smaller than the bathroom of this master suite. I heard the doorbell and ran to the balcony to see who my third boss was. All I saw was a silhouette. A muscular tall shadow. I ran down to get the door. My heart was leaping as I opened the carved wood door. There stood another Bollywood hunk. First Shahid, then Hrithik and now this one. I could not believe what was happening to me. "Can I come in, or will you just stare at me in the doorway?", he asked. Flustered, I said, "Sorry, please come in." "Hrithik told me you were hot, but I certainly didn't expect this," he looked at me from head to toes. I just realized I was standing there in only a towel in front of Arjun fucking Rampal! He entered the marble foyer, and walked toward the patio. "H and I have had some amazing times here," he pointed to the stone covered patio. "Let's see if the place still works on me". He held my hand and led me to the outdoor area. As we walked, he unbuttoned his shirt. He was wearing a checkered shirt with snap buttons and khakis. Each snap revealed the massive pecs under the shirt and soon I saw the abs. He undid his belt, slipped off the pants and tossed them aside. In a pair of cotton boxers, he stood there, eyeing me. He held my face in his hands, leaned in to bring his lips on mine. The moist soft lips parted and his tongue traced my lips. My knees weakened and I nearly collapsed in a heap. His hands ran down my neck to my waist as he brought his chest to mine. I could feel his heart beat faster and I was sure he could feel mine galloping. There were some divans and he settled on the largest one. My hands were running over his chest and the torso. The model-turned-actor had an awesome physique. As my fingers ran across his chest to hold him in an embrace, his hands caressed my back, reaching down to my waist and slowly untying the towel off my waist. The towel slid off my waist, down my pelvis and lay around my feet as his hands pushed his pelvis into mine. We stood there exploring each other's bodies with our hands and tongues. I was chomping on his nipples as they stood erect. I bent down to take his eight inch uncut cock in my mouth. I blew my breath on the head and it throbbed as I heard a moan escape from that handsome face. I cupped his balls, and took the entire length in my mouth. He grabbed my hair in ecstasy and I swirled my tongue around. A few minutes later I looked up to see his head thrown back in delight and his chest rising in deep breaths, showing off his abs with each inspiration. I got off my knees and stood up, he turned around. His muscular butt was proud and up in the air. A massive back tapered to the two globes and then flared to thick thighs. I reached down, massaging the glutes and gently fingering the puckered hole between them. I bent and flicked my wet tongue on the hole and felt it quiver under me. That turned me on big time. I continued and he made it clear he wanted more. My tongue explored the area, occasionally going around to his balls, and thighs also. I was ready to enter him and I positioned myself over him. The hole was tight and my cock had to use a little bit of force to overcome the resistance. But soon, I was inside Arjjun. He let out a sigh that I wasn't sure whether was from pain or pleasure. As I thrusted in and out, he moaned. Boy, was he noisy! This continued for almost ten more minutes and I knew I was ready to explode. I pulled out, turned him around as I wanted to see that famous face taking me in. I entered him again, this time without much resistance and saw him roll back his head in pure delight. I bent down, kissed him and started fucking him again. As he matched my motions, his cock rubbed against my belly and soon we both orgasmed. I lay over him, spent and he was sighing, his chest heaving and his hands holding me right on him. I was still in him and he held my butt cheeks with his hands and kissing me again. "Well, this was certainly as enjoyable as the last time I was here with H", said the hunky and handsome Arjun.