Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2020 00:29:12 +0500 From: Phunk Factor Subject: The Secrets of Bollywood Chapter 5 Disclaimer; This is purely a fan fiction. The author does not claim to know anything about the private lives of actors mentioned in the story, nor am I making any assumptions of the sexuality. The author also does not know of the Bollywood and it's world. Hrithik and Saif were having their way with the new comer Kartik. It would be a dream of most guys to be sandwiched between the two leading men of Bollywood, being stuffed on both end. Kartik couldn't believe his luck. He had Hrithik's dick up his ass while Saif assaulted his nipples with rough bites and rapid licks. Kartik was leaking copious amounts of pre-cum that Hrithik was using generously as lube for a sensual slow handjob. Everyone knew Hrithik was an exceptional dancer. There weren't many who could gyrate like him and that was definitely evident in his strokes. Karthik could feel the dick rub his insides with every back and forth motion, and strike his prostate at the end of every thrust forward. He had been trying to stuff the entire length of Saif's 11 inch monster into his mouth but had given up and was giving him a handjob, but was failing miserably at it because his senses weren't in their full functioning capacity. "Don't think you can get me off on a handjob." Saif growled. "You're taking my dick up your ass. I haven't had a proper orgasm in days and there is no way I'm not getting one today." He grabbed the other guy's mouth and pushed his lips into a pucker and went into a kiss. Hrithik was now fully focused on pushing as much of his dick as he could into the Karthik. He had placed his hands around Karthik's waist and was simply in no mood of letting go. Saif receded from the younger man's mouth and stood up on the bed such that his dick was next to Kartik's face. He started to slap the younger man on the face with it, and there is no word to describe those smacks in the english language. "You want this fat cock inside you, don't you?" Saif teased and gave one heavy slap. "You're a whore for this, aren't you?" and laid another fat one. "You're dying for it." Smack. "You want it!" Smack. "You're a pathetic little cock-sucker who is born to suck cock, and you won't amount to anything more than a little cock-sucker." he growled and spit into Kartik's mouth. "Pathetic faggot". The dirty smack talk turned on both Hrithik and Kartik. Hrithik had never seen Saif so charged. The pent up sexual frustration from not having sex due to his wife being pregnant had made Saif absolutely wild and raunchy. His strokes were now extremely fast and shallow. The head of his penis was making peeks into the anal opening of Kartik and just a few moments later Hrithik let his cum flow endlessly in thick streams. Both the men were moaning in unison from the feeling of being connected. Hrithik had always been a heavy cummer and he was still leaking into Kartik when the two were pulled apart by Saif who had gotten impatient. Saif encircled Hrithik's shaft using his index finger and thumb and dragged it up scooping the cum on to his fingers. Hrithik exhaustingly blew out air and was ready to bust another from the action but could only let out deep breath as he watched Saif make Kartik lick the fingers clean. With his fingers now clean he aimed his fat dick at Kartik's hole. Saif placed his hands on either of Karthik's shoulders and pushed inside. Kartik's eye shot open and the only sound his mouth could make was a visceral scream. Saif was slowly pushing his entire shaft into Karthik, he was determinant about getting sexual relief today let everything else be damned. Hrithik got up and started to calm Kartik down, instructing him to breath and try to open up. He reached out, grabbed Kartik's ass and pulled it trying to help Saif accommodate as much as possible. Kartik's shouts had changed to loud 'ooos' but there was no way he was taking any of Saif's impressive dick quietly. Two rooms down the hall, Rahul Bose and Ishaan Kapoor were getting stripped naked as Akshay Kumar was stroking his dick. In another room, Imran Khan was getting a rim job from his uncle Aamir Khan. In the floor above them, Abhay Deol was giving Farhan Akhtar a blow job. And another room had Sonu Sood and Tiger Sheroff flexing his muscles as Shahrukh Khan had his legs in the air and was pushing a dildo ask for them to flex harder. Many more rooms had much more going on and Ranbir Kapoor was watching it all from the confines of his own room waiting for the special guest to arrive.