Date: Thu, 30 Oct 2008 01:55:31 -0500 From: Kyle Senn Subject: The Pitt Affair - Chapter 4 (Revised and corrected) *This story is completely fictional and does not make any factual representations of any of the people involved. I dont know Brad Pitt or anyone else mentioned in this story. If you are underage or it is illegal to view this kind of material then dont be stupid and stop reading now.* 2004 I awoke the next morning with a smile on my face, just having had the best dream about Brad Pitt. It took me a few moments to actually snap out of my sleepy stupor and realize that it wasn't a dream, it was a recollection of the past few days. I rubbed my tired eyes, looking around my empty room. I had just moved into this one bedroom apartment no more than two weeks ago and since I was so busy managing the gym I hadn't really had time to unpack. The walls were empty, my closet had all of my clothes thrown on the ground in a giant pile of laundry both clean and dirty, and my hardwood floors were littered with boxes. The only nice thing in the room was my queen size-bed outfitted with black 800-thread count Egyptian cotton sheets and big blue plush down comforter. I had always believed that one should splurge on what they slept on. The apartment was freezing, and even though I had a small space heater on in the room I was still clad only in my cheesy $2 Superman underwear so I was covered in goosebumps and my nipples looked like they were saluting a president they were so hard. I hadn't quite had the time to figure out a way to work my apartment's heater without setting it so it got unbearably hot in the morning so I had opted for a portable space heater. The only problem was that I was still freezing every morning because after so long it turned itself off. C'est la vie, I guess. After taking a few more moments wrapped up in my warm bed I peeled myself out, put on my slippers, adjusted my hard and aching morning wood and walked half naked to the bathroom to get ready for work. The bathroom was colder than my room and still smelled like the deep red paint I had painted one of the walls when I had first moved in, which was really the only thing I had time to change in the apartment at that point. As I got ready for work my mind kept recapping my time with Brad, each touch... each laugh... each kiss. Unconsciously one of my hands kept going down to rub my cock through my underwear each time I thought of him and his hot body. Completely caught up in my thoughts of Brad I realized I had been brushing my teeth and subconsciously attempting to rub one out for over thirty minutes, making me late for work. I splashed water in my face and looked hard at myself in the mirror. "What are you doing?" I said to my reflection no louder than a whisper. =-----------------= Ten hours later and freshly showered I looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I wore some of the new designer clothes that Brad had purchased for me and had couried over to the gym that morning. It was more than embarrassing being delivered a dozen roses and a big chest full of clothing in front of all of my employees, but none-the-less I made up some excuses and borrowed my boss's truck on my lunch hour to transport it all back to the apartment. I grabbed my keys and wallet from the counter, smelled the roses right next to them and put on my black wool Peacoat that hung just above my knees. This, by far, was my favorite article of clothing I had received thus far because it was the dead of winter in Utah and this coat was warmer than anything else I had ever owned. I still had a problem with him buying me clothes but I had decided that it wasn't the worst thing to have to deal with. I headed out the door and hopped into my '97 navy blue Jetta which was probably the most ghetto car in the parking lot but I couldn't really afford anything better at the moment. On the drive up the canyon I started getting nervous again. I didn't really know why my stomach kept cramping but my gut seemed to keep telling me to turn around. I, of course, disregarded the feeling and kept driving. After what seemed like hours I arrived at the Stein Erikson Hotel and valeted my car with the fun and friendly Juan who remembered me from the night before. "Hello again sir." He said with a slight Mexican accent and a warm smile. "Hello." I replied politely before walking up to the entrance. Right before I was about to walk through the front doors a new doorman stopped me. "Sir there are special arrangements for you by a Mr. William B. Radley. The car over there is waiting for you and this is a note for you as well." The well-aged doorman pointed over to a parked black Mercedes with the driver leaning against his front car door in wait and handed me a crisp white envelope. "Thank you." I said, confused. I took the square envelope from him and started to walk over to the car slowly, opening the note before I got close enough to engage with the driver and read: `L- Stop stalling and get in the damn car, I'm horny! –B' I giggled lightly to myself and approached the car while putting the note back in the envelope. "Good evening sir." The driver said tipping his head down in a hello. "Good evening." I replied, not knowing the proper etiquette when it came to drivers. I wasn't sure if I was supposed to just get in the front seat with him or get in the back but before I got close enough to either door handle the driver opened up the back door for me and ushered me in. I knelt down and climbed into the spacious black leather backseat, taking in the luxury and sudden warmth. It's not that Mercedes were particularly overly luxurious, it was just that I had never ridden in the backseat of one alone with a chauffeur. The driver got in the car and we were instantly pulling out of the hotel driveway I had just driven to. "Um... excuse me." I asked quietly, breaking the awkward silence. "Yes sir?" The driver responded, looking back at me through the rear-view mirror. "Oh, well I was just wondering where we were going?" I asked. "I'm sorry sir, but I have specific instructions to not tell you anything." The driver responded, cutting the conversation off. I sat back into my seat and looked out the window into the dusky night sky. "O. K." I mouthed to my reflection. We drove in silence for about twenty more minutes and I was starting to get antsy. The sky outside was quickly turning into night and we were driving farther up the Rocky Mountains with snow covered trees being the only things surrounding us. I had no idea where we were but I hoped we would arrive to wherever we were going soon. After another ten minutes and many winding turns, we had finally slowed down to pull into a long and lightly lit up driveway. The multi-colored stone pathway was lined with small lamps barely illuminating four feet in front of them, creating an almost romantic and eerie feeling all at the same time. The car pulled up the driveway to the four-car garage with the sound of crunching snow being the only sound available to me and stopped. "This is it." He said, turning around to look at me. "Oh... ok... thank you." I replied all but smoothly. Before the man could even start getting out I opened the door myself and got out of the car. I was in awe at how massive the house was and kept turning around to look at the amazing architecture I had just arrived at. As I started to walk forward a few steps I heard the car backing up, leaving me completely alone. I started to feel the winter bitterness of the mountains creep through my clothing and walked quickly across the stone driveway to the giant wooden front door. There was a small piece of paper taped above the door handle. `Come in.' was all it said. I turned the thick metal knob, pushed hard and was immediately greeted by enveloping warmth. I shut the door behind me, taking in the amazing décor in the process. I couldn't help but be overtaken by the amazing and gargantuous house I was in! The ceilings were at least fifteen feet high with wooden columns throughout the lavish living room and the plush couches and big rugs were strategically placed throughout the front room giving it a welcoming but wealthy feel to it. "Brad?" I yelled out into the house, almost expecting an echo. He didn't answer. "Hellooooo?" I said somewhat aloof as I started to walk farther into the house. Still nothing. Biting my bottom lip at the sudden excitement that flooded me I continued through the front hall until I reached an opening that lead to the massive and state of the art kitchen where it looked as if someone was in the middle of cooking. "What the fuck? Where is he?" I breathed to myself. "HEY!" Brad yelled from behind me as he wrapped his arms around my body, twisting me and throwing me over his right shoulder. "Aghhhhh!" I shouted like some girly teenage actor in an awful horror B film. Brad had his strong right arm wrapped around my knees, and I put my hands on his perfect ass to balance myself while he carried me. I was thanking god that he couldn't see my face at that moment because it was so red from embarrassment that I'm sure it matched my bathroom wall. "I was wondering when you were gonna get here!" He said, patting and jiggling my ass with his left hand. "Jesus! You just... you just scared the shit out of me!" I said exasperated, still trying to catch my breath. "Awwww. Just wanted you to be at your most alert tonight baby." I could hear him smiling. He carried me over to the other side of the island in the kitchen and sat me down on a tall chair, putting each hand on an armrest, trapping me. He leaned in for a deep kiss and I just sank into it, the wetness of his mouth mixed with my recently acquired cottonmouth. God I was attractive. He pulled away and stared into my eyes, making my stomach knot again. Damnit. "Mmmmm. I've been waiting for that all day." He said a few inches from my face. He took his hands off the back of my stool and walked around to the other side of the island towards the food cooking on the stove. "You're such an ass." I smiled. "I almost peed my pants!" He laughed with his back to me, mixing the reddish white cream sauce he was cooking on the stove. "It was cute seeing you shriek like a little gay banshee." Brad replied. "Fuuuuck you." I rolled my eyes and giggled. We both went quiet for a minute. Using that time I took a look around; the entire kitchen/dining area was open to windows that looked like they looked out over a cliff. The sun was setting and all I could see was a sea of trees and in the far off distance I could see the low hum of lights that made up Park City. "Whose house is this?" I asked Brad curiously, breaking our more than comfortable silence. "It belongs to a friend of a director I'm working with right now. I thought it'd be fun to come up here and have some privacy." Brad said as he continued to cook from pan to pot. "So what, did you just ask your director if you could borrow his friends lodge up in Park City so you could whisk your boy toy away for some forest fucking?" I asked, laughing airily. "So you're my boy toy now are you?" Brad asked back, turning around and smirking at me. I bit my bottom lip, trying not to smile back. "Well... what I meant was..." I clumsily tried to come up with a witty response. "Nope, boy toy it is." Brad said interrupting me and quickly turning back around to tend to the overflowing pot of bubbles. "We'll see..." I quietly said smiling and spinning around to look back out the window. =-----------------= After dinner we had migrated to another large room adjacent to the kitchen and cuddled up in front of a fire on a very comfortable suede couch. "So tell me more about yourself, we've been talking for the last two hours and it's all been about me." Brad said with his arm around my shoulder snuggling me closer to him. I laughed. "Well what is it you want to know exactly?" I asked while tracing the inside of his palm on his lap. "Like what exactly is it that you do?" Brad replied, squeezing my hand in his in playful bursts. "I manage a gym." I said somewhat disconnected from the conversation. Brad backed up a little and stared at me, his face just inches away from mine. "Aaaaand?" Brad laughed breathily. "Aaaand it takes a lot of my time." I said back to him, breaking eye contact in the middle. I knew it was silly of me but I had always been a private person and I didn't know how I felt about sharing more of my personal life with someone that I will probably never see again in a few days. Not that he obviously didn't already know where I worked and lived, but I still wanted to keep myself distant just in case. "So what happens next?" I cut in before Brad could continue prodding. "What, after the festival you mean?" Brad asked suddenly taking his eyes off of me. "Yeah." I said with a slight shrug "Well I'll be going back to LA for a few meetings, then I'm off to Europe to film `Oceans 12'." Brad said sounding somewhat bored. "That's so exciting that you're in movies, what's it like?" I asked, knowing that it was somewhat childish to ask. "Well my last movie `Troy' sucked because I had to quit smoking." Brad replied quickly. "But in all it's a lot of fun." This wasn't really the answer I was hoping for. I started to realize that whenever I brought up Brad's life outside of this bubbled fling we had created, he got disengaged and avoided it. It was weird how alike we were when it came to personally opening up about ourselves. We sat there in an awkward silence for a few more moments until I decided to keep the focus on him. "Well it may have sucked but your body is fucking perfect." I boldly said to him, shifting the conversation to a sexual one and putting my hand on his rock hard thigh and squeezing. "I'm glad you like it." Brad said smiling and sitting up straighter. "Mmmmm, I definitely do." I replied while putting my right leg over him, straddling his waist. Brad spread his legs out under me to get in a better position and lifted his arms up behind his head to allow me better access to his body. I stared into his blue eyes and smiled as my hands went under his shirt and started to feel up his rippling abs to his taut and tight pecs. His skin was as smooth as a baby's and I made a mental note to ask him what he does to make it that way. My right hand started to tweak his nipple which elicited a whimper out of him as my left hand left his shirt and torso and moved up to his bulging bicep. "Mmmmm." I moaned lightly as I squeezed his arm. Brad suddenly leaned up, making me fall backwards as he swung his right arm under my legs and lifted me into the air causing me to gasp in surprise. "What are you doing?!" I half yelled between giggles. Brad pulled my face up to his and licked from my Adam's apple up to my chin and then finally brought his eyes to mine with his tongue sticking out at me. I couldn't help but laugh more. "No more teasing." He said flatly to me still holding me close to his body in the air. I was giggling to hard to reply to him. "Well since you can't stop laughing I'm just going to have to fuck the giggles out of you!" Brad added with a comical smirk on his face. He started walking so fast it was bordering running towards the master bedroom on the other side of the house. He stumbled through the doorways almost smashing my head into a few on the way until we finally made it into the immaculate bedroom, which I quickly identified as the room I would be losing my virginity in. Brad briskly rushed into the room and threw me on the bed so hard that I almost bounced off of the other side. I still couldn't stop laughing and barely noticed Brad ripping off all of his clothes with that glare of passion in his eyes. I buried my head into a soft and fluffy pillow to try and settle down from the sudden fit of laughter and I felt the bed dip as Brad wiggled his way up to me on his knees. I felt his strong and manly hands grab the collar of my blue and white striped collared shirt and rip it underneath me clean in two. The sound of my ripping shirt snapped me out of my comical mindset and I turned around underneath his knees, feeling his hard cock suddenly bobbing on my now exposed stomach. Brad's pre-cum ran like a fountain out of his throbbing member from how turned on he was. He shimmied down my body and started to undo my dark jeans and big black belt, freeing my own rock hard cock from its prison. He got off the bed and pulled my jeans completely off and I took my ripped shirt off in the process, leaving myself clad only in white ankle socks and a boner. I could not only see Brad staring at my body but I could feel the heat of his leer as well. He grabbed me by the ankles and pulled me on my back towards him so his dickhead pushed up against my balls. With my ankles still in his hands he put my left leg to rest on his sinewy shoulder and took off the sock on my right foot, immediately licking it from heel to toe. I moaned at the new and lewd sensation as Brad started to suck on my toes individually, soaking them with his spit and grinding his cock into my groin. Sucking on them for a while longer he moved onto the other foot, staring me in the eyes as I watched him take my size 13 foot into his mouth. He took my left foot out of his mouth and grabbed both of my ankles again, backing up and bringing my feet down to his dick. I could feel the heat radiating off it on my soles as he began to run his entire length along the bottom of my foot until his balls mashed into my heel. I curled my toes trying to trap the head but it only renewed Brad's aggression and he parted my toes and began to fuck in between them. The room suddenly filled with wet slapping noises and Brad's lustful grunts. "Mmmmmm." I moaned, egging him on. Brad fucked my foot for a few more minutes until he pulled his dick out of my toes with a wet squish and wrapped my legs around his torso. He brought his fingers up to my mouth and started fucking me with them. I tightened my lips around them and started to slurp as he continually hit my slowly depleting gag reflex. He leaned in and started to lick up the drool that was coming out of my juicy mouth on my chin and with his other hand he started to squeeze my ass cheeks tightly. He pulled out of my mouth and started to fuck my face with his other hand as he brought his now spit covered fingers between our bodies to my virgin ass hole, rubbing my taint with his muscled forearm as he reached it. Brad slowly started to trace his fingers up and down my crack, massaging my anus each time he passed it. Once my ass was completely wet from his fingers he alternated hands again, this time he started to push his ring finger into my tight hole. "Umghhhh." I wetly moaned into the four fingers in my mouth, tasting my ass. "Mmmmm. My boy toy is so sexy." Brad quipped. I smiled with his fingers still in my mouth and started to rub his throbbing and rock hard cock, reaching around his arm that was fingering me to do so. Brad removed his fingers from my mouth and leaned in for a deep and passionate kiss. He pulled up just enough so he could stare at me deeply in the eyes and I leaned in again for another quick kiss and then started to suck on his left ear lobe. "Fuck me." I whispered into his ear. "Baby I'm gonna make your first time one that you'll NEVER forget." He sexily moaned, even more turned on from getting his earlobe sucked on. He leaned back up and removed his fingers from assaulting my hole and started to rub his cock with them, getting it moist with my hole juice. Brad lifted my legs spread eagle in the air and I grabbed onto them to hold them up above me. He leaned over to the bed stand and pulled out a thin pre-lubed condom, opened it with his teeth and wrapped it around his big tool. He positioned his dickhead at my slightly gaping hole and started to push in slowly. "Ughhhhh." I cried out in pain as his big head popped past my anal ring, devirginizing me with his massive tool. "Shhhhh, baby relax." Brad almost purred. I took a few deep breaths and nodded for him to keep going. He slowly started to push more and I could feel each inch sink into me causing an excruciating pain inside of me. Wanting to please Brad though I barely showed any of it on my face and just kept biting down on my bottom lip until he finally bottomed out in me and I could feel his balls mashed into my stretched crack. "Fuck you're so tight!" Brad said softly, staring into my eyes. "Oh god! Please be gentle." I choked out in lust and pain. His strong arms entwined with mine, holding my hands above me so my entire body was stretched under his. He pulled my knees up on his shoulders and he kept kissing each one and then leaning in to kiss me deeply as we waited for me to get used to his perfect cock deep in my ass. After a few more minutes of making out Brad started to slowly pull out causing my body to quiver. He pulled out three inches and then sank right back in. Feeling his body weight on top of me and our bodies so melded together I started to relax more and what once was pain was turning into an indescribably amazing feeling. It was like my entire body had just molded around this intruder inside of me and was sending overwhelming signals to every nerve in my body. Brad started to pull out again, only this time he pulled out until the head of his dick was the only thing left inside of me and then pushed his full length back in. He continued this deep fucking a few more times, quickening the pace with each thrust and making me moan loudly each time. "Godddd! This feels so amazing!" I moaned into my right arm. Brad smiled at me and started to pick up the thrusting, bordering on going too fast. He kept up his slow but firm pace until all the pain had gone away and I started to feel his fuckrod rub my prostrate. "Ohhhhhh!" I moaned while he stared at my face. He started to pump the spot that drove me wild and within seconds I shot out the biggest load I had ever shot. It arced between our bodies and hit me in the chin. Brad laid on top of me, letting his body weight sink in and the thick ropes of cum were squished in between our grinding abs. Brad leaned in and started to suck on my chin, eating off my freshly shot ball juice while continuing to pump firmly into me. His strong hands grabbed my arms and lifted them above our heads completely as I wrapped my legs firmly around his waist. His thrusts got deeper in this position and I could tell he was getting close from his shallow breathing. "Mmmm baby cum inside of me." I almost begged. Brad continued to fuck me for a few more thrusts until I felt him drive his cock all the way inside of me and leave it deep in there. "Ughhhhhh!!!" He yelled out, his lips forming an O. He began thrusting in me harder and more slowly and I knew each thrust was a shot of jizz into the condom. After a few minutes, Brad released my arms from above him and started to slowly pull out of me. It felt like a part of me was being removed from my body until, with a final slurping noise, he popped out past my ring and fell to the side of me on the bed. "That was amazing." He said breathlessly to the ceiling. "Mmmmm." I moaned in agreement. "Although I don't know how I'm going to drive home now..." Brad laughed cockily. "Then I guess you'll just have to stay here with me tonight, wont you?" He pushed me away from him and wrapped his arms around me, pushing his sticky abs into the small of my back. He pulled his legs up under mine, spooning me so his rapidly deflating junk was pushing against my still sore hole. He continued to kiss and nuzzle my back and neck for what seemed like hours until I finally broke the silence. "I guess we should take a shower?" I asked in a sleepy tone. "Nnnghhh." Brad moaned into my back in disagreement. Brad wrapped his body tighter around mine and I leaned back into him. "Well let me at least get the lights..." I replied slowly. Brad's head tilted up as he clapped his hands together in front of my chest and the lights in the room turned out. He immediately leaned back into the nook of my neck and let out a gentle moan as he lightly shook me as a response. I relaxed into his body more and sunk my head into his comfortable yet firm elbow nook and quickly drifted off into slumber. __________________________________ *Well I hoped you all enjoyed this chapter! The response from all of you has been overwhelming and I had NO idea that there were that many people out there that read my story (and liked it!), so thank you all that have emailed me! Again, I love hearing from readers so definitely send me your comments and suggestions if you have a moment or two. I'm going to start trying to get chapters out every week... although with my current schedule that might not happen for a while but it's definitely a goal i'm aiming for so stay tuned. -Kyle Kylesenn21@hotmail.com