Date: Fri, 1 Apr 2011 13:43:28 -0400
From: D S <ds35mm@gmail.com>
Subject: Hollywood meets bollywood -Celebrity

Chapter 18

DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction; no knowledge of any celebrity's
sexuality is implied or known.

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Hrithik entered The Producer's place next afternoon, excited to meet the
scriptwriters and also The Producer. He had fond memories of the time he
had spent here a few weeks ago. When he reached inside, two guys were
talking with The Producer. They were the scriptwriters – their last film
was a major hit while their first one was nominated for an Oscar. They had
the story board and were discussing whether Brad's character, the superspy,
should be introduced early on in the movie or as a flashback in the
middle. The movie was a thriller with Brad's superspy character getting
involved with a conglomerate of businessmen from USA, UK, Russia, Brazil
and India. They want Brad out of the way as he knew their existence and
their plans to dominate the world's financial markets through a computer
program that would cause financial mayhem. Daniel Craig, in an absolute
departure from his Bond role, was playing the villain – the leader of
the conglomerate.

The Producer and one of the scriptwriters wanted the story to crisscross
between the present and the past so that the viewer would not be aware as
to why Hrithik and Channing were involved in this and how they were related
to Brad until midway. Hrithik joined the discussion and suggested that the
movie start with Brad being chased and ultimately killed. Upon his death,
his two sons (Hrithik and Channing) meet under these circumstances for the
first time, never knowing of each others existence. Brad had been in India
on assignment and was involved with an Indian model. The result of this
affair was Hrithik's character. While Hrithik is a spy in India, Channing
is a computer programmer and martial arts expert. These two now have to
join hands to avenge their father's death and prevent economic
collapse. The Producer agreed that killing Brad early on would start the
movie well and then his involvement would be worked in all through the
movie as Brad's sons' piece together parts of the puzzle. The Producer and
scriptwriters were now working out outlines. Hrithik was always interested
in the production aspects of all his movies, especially since he came from
a family of movie makers. He was born in a family of filmmakers and his
father was an actor that turned out to be a better director.

The discussions went on for quite some time and soon it was evening. The
scriptwriting duo left but promised to meet H again soon. The Producer
summoned his assistant and in walked Chase. Hrithik gave him a big hug and
smile and patted his butt. This was the guy who H had fucked in the
airplane on his way back to Mumbai from LA the last time. The Producer had
"planted" him on the adjacent seat, to provide Hrithik with something to do
on the long flight. So Chase did move up in the ranking and was now The
Producer's new assistant. They both grinned as they recognized each
other. The Producer asked him if all the arrangements for this evening's
party were done.  "Yes, boss", he replied.  "So how big is this party?"
asked Hrithik.  "Oh very small and intimate," came the reply. "Just a few
guys –you'll see."

The first guest to arrive was Brad. As usual, he looked every bit the big
star that he was. Clad in baggy shorts and a graphic T, sunglasses and
flip-flops. His good looks and physique could not be disguised even with
this casual, almost careless, attire. Matt arrived almost immediately and
both hugged each other.  "It's been a long time," they both said almost in
unison and laughed at the coincidence.  "We need to get them to make
Ocean's Fifteen! Only then we could meet each other! Have you met my new
co-star?" asked Brad.
 "I already met Hrithik," said Matt, "Yesterday" as Brad tried to introduce
them. Brad was the only one that had fucked Hrithik and the latter hoped
for a replay of that on this visit too.  The Producer led the boys to the
play room where Chase was setting the bed. Chase was now wearing white mesh
boxer briefs that really covered less and displayed more. As they walked
in, he handed each one of them a different colored boxer brief, similar to
the one he was wearing. Matt got black, Brad got red and Hrithik got a
brown pair. They stripped their clothes and wore the new underwear. Chase
stepped forward and removed his bosses clothes, held a purple meshed boxer
brief open for his boss to step in.  "I have a guest coming in who's not in
the movie biz but was very eager to meet you guys, especially Hrithik," he
said.

Matt and Brad were kissing each other, grinding their pelvises together. It
was obvious that this was not the first time they were doing this with each
other. All the Ocean's movies must have had some steamy moments during the
filming. Chase was now securing the belts around The Producer's wrists who
was lying on the bed. He was tied to the hand posts on the bed. The bed was
a large round one, covered in a shimmering pale grey sheet and dark copper
finished hand posts. Hrithik was taking in the scene getting turned on by
the Brad and Matt Show. Brad was licking Matt's cute nose and massaging the
Bourne butt. Hrithik could see both guys sporting major hardons that were
caged in the mesh, accentuating the size. He moved toward The Producer and
tweaked one nipple, gently at first and then holding it between his finger
and thumb tugging it harder. The Producer's cock was responding too. It was
throbbing in response and a drop of precum glistened. Chase bent down and
licked it off. Brad and Matt soon joined them. Both were now kissing The
Producer's cock. Brad and Matt's mouths were kissing around the cock. Chase
picked up a tit clamp and placed it on The Producer's left nipple. A small
chain hung from it and he secured it on his own tit. The Producer's eyes
were now closed in ecstasy and a deep moan escaped his mouth. Hrithik now
moved on to The Producer's face. He inserted his monster manhood and
grabbed The Producer's hair and started to gently fuck his face.

A small bell was heard and all of them froze. Hrithik pulled out of the
Producer's face who said, "It's the last guest guys, don't worry. Chase can
you bring him in?"  Chase removed the clamp and left the room. A few
seconds later he ushered this hunk down. He was wearing tight jeans and a
loose shirt. Dark blond hair lay messily atop a very handsome face. He was
unbuttoning his shirt and just pulled it off and got out of the shorts. He
had a toned and ripped body, not overly muscular but built hard. Black A/X
bikini briefs covered the macho pelvis. The body was covered with tattoos
and as he slipped out of the bikini brief, Chase gave him a green mesh
brief. The deep green brief complemented the tattoos' color. Heck, on that
body, a potato sack would have looked good. His legs were very muscular,
shapely and equally defined as the rest of his body.  "Hi guys" he said in
a clipped British accent.  All the guys were ogling that body as The
Producer said, "Welcome, David. Please join us, won't you?"  Hrithik had
stepped out of the bed and he was now sporting a major hard on that was
straining every fiber of that mesh that caged his cock. Brad and Matt were
still at The Producer's penis, but their eyes were also on David. Hrithik
read the tattoo on the forearm. It was written in Hindi and it spelled –
VICTORIA. The Bollywood beefcake walked to the soccer stud and both
embraced each other. Their hands were now exploring their chests and
back. David's ten-incher, although cased in the green mesh was hard and
obviously happy. Hrithik licked Beckham's biceps and dove into the musky
armpit, as the soccer star lifted the arm and placed it behind his
head. Both hunks' tongues were busy in their famous faces while the two
American stars were now back lapping The Producer's cock. Chase had left
the room. The men continued with the kissing and licking and caressing and
sucking.

Chase soon came back with a silver handled apparatus. It looked like a
pizza cutter – instead of a sharp edge, it had blunted serrations,
almost like a cog wheel. He sat by the bed and rolled the device on The
Producer's soles; he was now writhing and squirming in response. Matt took
it over and rolled the inner side of The Producer's thigh who was now
giggling and straining at the tethers that held his arms. Everyone had
stopped doing what they were doing and watched The Producer's agony and
ecstasy. Matt was now moving it up to the balls and The Producer's
breathing was now heavy and his head was thrown back, lips parted and eyes
dreamily half-shut. Matt now rolled it over the abs, circling the belly
button, tracing it up to the chest, connecting the nipples to the belly
button in a triangle. The Producer's cock was now glistening with precum
again and Chase scooped it with his lips. He turned around to kiss
Brad. Matt was now tracing the roller to the armpit and tugging gently on
the tit clamp. The Producer let out a deep grunt and Matt took the other
end of the tit clamp and placed it on his nipple. He kissed The Producer
and stepped out of his mesh. He knew he had to shoot soon as he could not
hold any longer. He shoved his deep pink eight inches in The Producer's
face as the latter had to really stretch his mouth to accept the
width. What Matt lacked in size, he made up in girth. With every movement
of Matt's chest, the tit clamps that were connected tugged at The
Producer's nip and he moaned. Matt was close to coming and he pulled out
his cock and sprayed The Producer's face with his creamy white cum. He
removed the clamp and fell forward, exhausted.

Meanwhile, David and Hrithik were on the deep claret carpet. David was
lying on his back, legs up resting on Hrithik's massive chest. Hrithik's
cock was entering the footballer's furry hole. David let out a small scream
as it stretched to accommodate the intruder and Hrithik pushed it in gently
but firmly. Once in, he allowed David's insides to get used to the love
log. Brad moved up to the duo and he was now standing over David, his erect
cock in Hrithik's mouth. David's arms were perpendicular to the floor as
they reached to hold Brad's glutes. He was moving in rhythm to Hrithik's
pounding. Brad was face fucking Hrithik who was pummeling David. Chase was
now sucking off The Producer who was still tied and could only move his
hips. Matt was licking Hrithik's nipples. Neither could last much longer
than a few minutes and The Producer came first, leaving a milky residue on
Chase's mouth. Chase wiped his palm on his mouth, collecting his boss' cum
and used it to beat off, The Producer's soft shaft still in his mouth.

David had managed to insert his finger in Brad's bung hole and was now
massaging the pleasure point inside. As Hrithik sucked him, Brad shot his
sperm, and Hrithik allowed it to drip on David's defined abs. Brad stepped
back to sit down, and Hrithik bent down so that he could really drive his
cock deeper into David. David was now tonguing Brad's hole and soon both
David and Hrithik came almost simultaneously. They kissed each other while
David continued to rim Brad. Soon they slid down, lying spent and sexed up.

Clean up led to conversation and Hrithik invited all the guys' to The Club
in Mumbai. He informed them of this love palace that he had made, inspired
by his visit to LA last month. The Producer informed him that he was going
to visit India soon to scout for locations and to initialize the process
for shooting some of the earlier scenes in various parts of the
subcontinent. Hrithik invited him to stay at The Club while some of the
other crew and production assistants could stay at the hotel that was close
by. Brad asked, "You know Hrithik, I am getting married in India soon. Do
you think we can have a bachelor party in your club?"  "Of course, Brad.
You will have a chance to experience Indian hospitality at its best. You'll
get a party of your life," he replied. "Let me know the dates and I know
the Bollywood guys will be more than welcoming you!"

Meanwhile in Mumbai, I had settled in a routine of exercising and
maintaining the place. Shahid had called me a couple of times but I
realized he was not willing to make any commitments. That was OK with me,
as I knew that he had deep affection for me. I had heard in the gossip
shows about his affair with another actress. Arjun came to spend some time
with another guy, the top male model of the country. They spent a good hour
in one of the rooms and left. While H was away, I wondered if he would
bring back some Hollywood studs soon.

In a few hours I got a text from him letting me know to prepare for a major
party in two weeks. It read Prep for party in two weeks. Exact date TBA big
Hollywood stars coming

I had an instant hard on thinking of those gora guys cavorting here!