Date: Sat, 4 Mar 2023 17:27:41 -0500 From: mcwheels1973 Subject: Michael B. Jordan Fucked Down! Actor Jonathan Majors had screwed up and he knew it. He was on the set of "Creed 3" when it happened. He and Michael B. Jordan were doing a scene for the movie in the ring. Michael was supposed to block a punch Jonathan threw to his ribcage but, he didn't. Instead, Michael took the shot and dropped like a rock, hitting the canvas hard! "I gotta go apologize to the man." He thought to himself while he was in his trailer. "I feel so bad about this." So, Jonathan made up his mind to head to Michael's trailer. "I just hope he accepts my apology." He walked up to Michael's trailer and knocked on the door. "Who is it?" Michael asked weakly. "It's Jonathan." Jonathan said. "Can I come in." "Sure." Michael replied. Jonathan walked into the trailer. To Jonathan's relief, Michael was sitting up in bed. "Are you okay?" Jonathan asked. "I am so sorry I hit you... I mean... I wasn't... I mean.... I didn't mean to...." "It's okay. It's okay." Michael said. "I'm good. I'm good. I mean, my chest is a little bruised but, other than that, I'm okay." Jonathan looked unsure. "Besides, it was my fault." "Your fault?" Jonathan exclaimed. "What are you talking about?" "I kept losing my focus." Michael admitted. "Losing your focus?" Jonathan asked. "How? Why?" "Because of you." Michael said with a smile. Jonathan looked at him as if he'd lost his mind. "You and that fine chest and thick ass arms of yours." To say that Jonathan was shocked at this confession was an understatement. He had no idea Michael swung that way. "So, you like my arms and chest, do you?" He asked as he slipped off his tank top. Michael licked his lips as Jonathan flexed his muscles. Michael swallowed hard as Jonathan continued to flex his muscles. "Does it hurt anywhere else?" Jonathan asked. "Would you like me to give you a little massage?" Michael smiled a bit. "Why, yes, I do believe that shot rocked my entire upper body." He said. "I might just need a massage." Jonathan walked over to Michael and said, "Why don't you take your shirt off." Without question, Michael removed his shirt. Although Michael had a nice build, he was not as built as Jonathan. "Why don't you go ahead and roll onto your stomach." Again, Michael did as he was told. "I have some oil over there on the table." Michael said as he pointed to a bottle on a table next to his bed. Jonathan picked up the bottle and squirted some of the contents on his back and arms. Then he, slowly, seductively, massaged the small of Michael's back and worked his way up. "Mmmm, this feels so good." Michael moaned. "Where'd you learn how to do this?" "I learned in college." Jonathan said. Michael looked back at him. "It was just one of the many jobs I did to get through school." "Well, you're doing a really good job right now." Next, Jonathan massaged Michael's arms. "You've got some really nice, muscular arms." Jonathan said. "Not as nice as yours." Michael said. Then, suddenly, Jonathan wrapped his arms around Michael's chest and asked, "Does that feel good to ya?" It took Michael a second to catch his breath. When he did, he said, "Yes... Real good." Then Jonathan said, "Well, I'm done with your arms and shoulders..... Unless you want a full body massage. Now, Michael had to think that one through. He really did want this man's hands all over his body but.... "Do I have to get naked?" He asked. "That's usually how it works but, if you want me to stop, right now, I will." Of course, Michael didn't want him to stop but.... "I'll get naked but, that means, you gotta get naked, too." "Okay. I don't mind being naked in front of people if you don't." Jonathan said as he took his shoes and socks off. Then he stood up and unzipped and unbuttoned his pants. He let his pants fall to the ground. Michael's eyes bugged when he saw Jonathan's humongous package in the bikini brief underwear he was wearing. "Now, it's your turn to strip." Suddenly, Michael started to feel self-conscious. His package was nowhere near that big. "I gotta do it though." He though to himself. "I did say I didn't mind being naked." So, a little reluctantly, Michael got up out of the bed and began to strip out of his clothes. When he began to strip out of his underwear, he noticed Jonathan staring at his ass. "You like what you see?" He asked. Jonathan licked his lips and said, "Most definitely!" Jonathan walked over and slapped Michael's ass. "Oooh!" Michael said excitedly. Michael had always been the one to slap that ass. To have his own ass slapped was a first.... And he liked it! Jonathan turned Michael to face him using Michael's own ass cheeks. Michael just chuckled at what was happening. "I can't believe you just did that." Jonathan squeezed Michael's ass cheeks and said, nonchalantly, "Yea, I just did that." Jonathan grabbed Michael's face, leaned up and kissed his lips, softly. "I did that, too." He said. "Anything else you think I won't do?" "Make me suck your dick." Michael said. "Get on your knees." Jonathan commanded. Michael stood where he was and looked Jonathan dead in the eye. Jonathan grabbed Michael by his shoulders and, forcefully, brought him down to his knees. "Now, open that mouth!" Jonathan ordered. "Yes, sir!" Michael said obediently. Then he opened his mouth and Jonathan shoved his thick sausage inside. As he sucked Jonathan's big dick, He smelt the musty odor of Jonathan's dick and balls. It was a mixture of sweat and cologne. It was a scent that made Michael's ass twitch. He wiggled his ass as he continued to suck Jonathan's dick. Jonathan reached over and slapped Michael's butt cheeks hard. Then he slid a finger up Michael's ass. "Mmmm!" Michael moaned as he continued to suck Jonathan's dick. "Man, that hole of yours is real tight." Jonathan said as he pulled his dick out of Michael's mouth. "You gonna let me get up in that ass?" Without missing a beat, Michael emphatically said "Yes!" Jonathan rubbed Michael's smooth ass one last time. "How do you want me?" Michael asked. "On your bed, with your fat ass in the air." Jonathan said. So, Michael crawled back into his bed. Then he laid down on his bed, face down, ass up. "Mm hmm. Just the way I like it. Face down, ass up!" Then Jonathan, gently spread Michael's ass cheeks apart, and slid his tongue deep up Michael's asshole. "Oooh! Ahhh! Mmmm!" Michael moaned as Jonathan, expertly tongue fucked his hole. "Jesus!" Michael tried to grab Jonathan's head but, Jonathan grabbed his hand and held it behind his back as he continued to work his tongue deep into his hole. Then Michael moaned real loud. Probably loud enough for folks to hear him outside his trailer. Jonathan didn't care who heard him. "Go ahead and moan." He said. "You're gonna be moanin' louder when I fuck that ass!" Seconds later, Jonathan slid his big dick up Michael's tight hole. OOH SHIT!" Michael cried out as his eyes flipped to the back of his head. "FFUUCCKK!" "Hush!" Jonathan said as he slapped Michael's plump, thick booty. "This ass is so damn tight!" All Michael could do was moan. He felt like his ass was being split in two! "My ass!" Michael cried out. He could feel Jonathan's dick all up and through his intestines! Jonathan enjoyed the feel of Michael's asshole as it tightened around his dick. "This ass feels so fuckin' good." Jonathan said. "It almost feels as tight as a pussy!" "Not... a pussy." Michael said breathlessly. "I know that!" Jonathan said. "I did say `Almost,' didn't I?" Then, suddenly, Jonathan, roughly, slid his dick out of Michael's hole. Michael thought he was done. "I bet you think I'm done?" Jonathan asked. "Well, I'm not!" Jonathan roughly flipped Michael onto his back. Jonathan was surprised to see Michael's dick, rock hard. "Why your dick hard, man?" Jonathan asked. Michael wasn't sure he wanted to tell him. "If you don't tell, I'mma whoop that ass!" Michael rubbed his ass as he thought about how it felt to get that ass smacked. What was crazy was, even though it hurt, it got his dick hard! Then, it dawned on Jonathan. "You like getting your ass smacked!" "I, Um, no I don't!" Michael tried to lie. Jonathan grabbed Michael's legs, lifting them high into the air, which lifted his ass in the air. "Hey, man!" Michael said in shock. "What are you doing?" "Giving you what you want!" Jonathan said. Then he proceeded spank Michael's ass with his bare hand. He whooped Michael's ass real good. It turned several shades darker. "OWWWWW! OWWW!" Michael cried out. He felt like his ass cheeks were being hit with cinder blocks! "Go ahead." Jonathan said as he watched Michael struggle not to jerk his dick. "Jerk your dick. You know you want to. I'm still gonna fuck this ass!" So, Michael stroked his dick fast. Then Jonathan reached up and pinched his nipples. In a matter of minutes, Michael came all over his chest. "I think you missed a spot." Jonathan scooped up some cum from Michael's chest and smeared it all over Michael's face. Jonathan got his cell phone. "Hold that pose!" He took several pictures of Michael's cum soaked face. At this point, Michael was sore all over. So, Jonathan could do whatever he wanted to him. So, Jonathan flipped him on his stomach and tied him to his bed. "Now I'm really gonna fuck this ass!" Jonathan said. He climbed on top of Michael and rammed his dick up his asshole. "OWWW! MMMMM!" Michael moaned. Jonathan proceeded to fuck Michael's ass hard. "JESUS!" Jonathan reached underneath Michael and groped the man's nipples. "AWW, SHIT! NOT THAT!" Jonathan's dick felt like a baseball bat up in Michael's ass; it didn't help that Jonathan was groping his nipples, either. Michael could feel his dick already getting hard- again! Michael tried to pry Jonathan's hands off his nipples, o no avail. Jonathan fucked Michael deeper and harder, saying, "Keep them hands over your head, where I can see `em!" Michael did as he was told. This shit was torture. Then Jonathan asked, "Hey, Michael, Are you ticklish?" Michael immediately covered his arm pits. "I'll take that as a `yes'." So, Jonathan pried Michael's hands away from his underarms and held his arms over his head with one hand. With the other hand, Jonathan tickled Michael's underarms mercilessly. "NO! HAHAHAHAHA! STOP! HAHAHAHA!" Michael cried out with laughter. Michael wriggled and squirmed, trying to get out of Jonathan's grasp. Then, while he still had Michael's arms in his grasp, Jonathan reached down and stroked Michael's dick. "Now, let's see if I can make you cum again." He said. He stroked Michael's dick faster and faster. "FFUUCCKK!" Michael cried out, cum spewing all over the place. "Whose your daddy?" Jonathan asked. "Not you!" Michael exclaimed. "Oh, is that so?" Jonathan asked. "Today, I'm gonna make you, my bitch!" He stood up and looked down at Michael's sweaty ass. "You ever had a fist up your ass?" Michael didn't say a word. "It doesn't matter, man." He slid each finger of his right hand up Michael's ass. "NO!" Michael hollered. "FUCK!" Soon enough, Jonathan's entire fist was up Michael's asshole to Jonathan's wrist. That shit hurt Michael.... Hurt Michael so good! Michael's dick got hard once again. "MMMM!" Michael came for the third time (or, was it the fourth time?). "Now, whose your daddy?" Jonathan asked again. "You... Are." Michael said breathlessly. "That's a good little boy." Jonathan said as he caressed Michael's feet. "No! Stop!" Michael said as he tried to pull his feet away. Jonathan grabbed both of Michael's feet and began to tickle them mercilessly. He tickled Michael until he passed out. Then he climbed back onto the bed and stood over Michael and stroked his dick. In a matter of minutes, Jonathan came all over Michael's face and chest saying, "Just a little something to remember me by." Then he untied him and flipped him onto his stomach. He smeared some cum on to his ass and then walked out Michael's trailer. When Jonathan walked back to his trailer, still naked, another actor in the movie, Wood Harris, snuck into Michael's trailer. He was shocked when he saw Michael laying in his bed, butt naked. He looked at Michael's nude body and licked his lips. He gently caressed Michael's entire body, from his head to his toes. Then, suddenly, Michael woke up and looked at him. Michael said, "Go ahead. Do whatever you want to me." So, Wood got onto the bed, spread Michael's ass cheeks, and began to eat Michael's ass out! The End