Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2008 04:56:36 -0800 From: Jonah Randall Subject: the timberlake effect 3 Disclaimer: This story is about young men having sex together. If that's not your thing or you're too young to read it, please leave now. The author has written this purely as a work of erotic fantasy fiction, and implies no specific knowledge of the celebrity personalities who are described. Enjoy! ... The Timberlake Effect 3 The flavors in my mouth were astounding. There were hints of pineapple, strawberries, warm spices and other incomprehensible tastes. It's similar to my favorite cabernet. I think to myself I continue from the base of his leg up Ôtil the hole, licking as fast as possible, enjoying these sensual flavors. I go back up and down traveling his furry leg to his ass making sure there was nothing left. Eating what was before me like a ravaged beast unquenched. I tore through my dignity unashamed of my desires. All of a sudden I hear, "JustinÉ uh! You're getting me wet again. Eergh! Ahhh. It feels so good.!" The grunts and words come in and out of me. I am a man possessed. All I answer is a hum. "hmmmm." Followed by a bite. He yelps. "Aaah!" More grunts come from his mouth. "Again! Bite me again.!" I don't do it. I use both of my hands and slap his ass cheeks together. I keep my hands there and start to knead his cheeks. I use this to tighten my mouth over his anus. I lick and suck at it as I had French kissed many women in my past life. I drive my tongue deep and pull it out and press my lips in as far as I can go. "Justin fuck me, please!" The man yells adding, "I want you inside me!" I have sucked this man's ass dry. I craved for more. My qualms about men have long gone. I wanted to be with him, with any guy really. I stand up licking as I go. Starting with his anus to his crack, up to the small of his back and upwards. Having this man stand facing away from me, I grab his left arm and lift it. I proceed, still my tongue on his skin towards his under arm. I scrub the sweat and musk from it, solely using the flat side of my tongue. I think to myself, I am like a puppy licking my master's face, tho the face I see is a hairy armpit. "Justin now. I need you inside me now!" The man yells. I feel him thrust himself on me. His ass perfectly suctions my cock inside. One push is all that it took to get my pubes onto the fur of his ass cheeks. "Aaah!" We both yell simultaneously. It feels wonderful. Tighter than any pussy I have ever been in. His ass feels like a vacuum sucking with every fiber of its being my juice, my cum. He uses his muscles to pull me to the floor. As I sit with my legs out, ass still on my dick, I freeze in disbelief. The tightness, as if he was a sheath to my sword. The man pulls my arms around his body and grabs my hands. My head is now against his neck when all of a sudden he sucks as many fingers as he can into his mouth. I couldn't believe it. He was probably sucking all five digits alternating between both hands. If he could have, I bet he would have swallowed my arm whole. All of a sudden he starts to ride me. His ass goes up and down the whole length my Ô7.5 incher'. He yells, "Yes fuck me timber#%#@$, " as he continues to suck my fingers. He rides me up and down. I raise my ass and he stops his motion as I pound him as hard as I can over and over and over again. Throughout my jackhammering he yells "AAAAAAaaaaaassshshsssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiiiT!" I push his body forward with out taking my dick out of his ass. We are both lying forward, his stomach on the floor now and my chest over his back. I raise my ass again and continue the pounding. Grunts are coming from each of our guts. When all of a sudden, I think to myself I stop my movements abruptly. The man asks, "hey why'd you stop.?" I hear myself say, "I don't wanna fuck you anymore. I want to be fucked." He turns to me, "I haven't fucked anyone is a while. I've always been the packaging for cum, I'm the cum whore." I suddenly realized that it's Chris Evans. "Ohmigod, Chris." I say. Evans realizes that I forgot whom I was with, "Justin you've eaten my ass and fucked me, and you just remembered it's me? " "Sorry Chris I just wanted cum right now, I don't care who it comes from." "You're more of a jizz whore than me, Timberlake." Evans replies. His cocky smirk turns me on even more. He adds, "Unfortunately, we don't always get what we want." " What does that mean?" I ask. Immediately I am surprised as Evans continues to move his ass, tightening it and not letting go of his hold. "We all have our roles, don't we?" Evans gets on all fours forcing me to get on my knees. Thankfully the carpet on the floor allows the comfort needed. "If you want to see Miller soon, you better leave me some of your cum so I can take it to him. He hates to wait." Evans adds. "Uhhgh," his grip on my cock gets stronger. I am engulfed by Evans enthusiasm. "So Miller is waiting for me? I can get to see him now?" I struggle to ask. Evans says, "Shut up you piece of fuck!" He punches my face. "I want you to give it to me hard. Stop your yapping and fuck me senseless." I am enraged with how he spoke to me. I think to myself I push him off my cock. Evans falls to the floor. Evans quickly says, "Alright! Now we're talking you fucking piece of ass!" I grab his neck and squeeze with all my might. I see his face turn red and struggling for air. He suddenly turns his attention back to me and starts to smile. I let go of his neck and get a hold of myself. Surprised to have strangled him, I feel terrible. Regret and pain return to me. I turn my head down as I lay on top of this man. I start to tear up and all of a sudden Evans lifts up my head with his hand, and continues, "don't stop now bitch, I love it when you get mad. That's the force I want when you fuck me. Isn't that how much passion you want to get fucked with? " Silence. "Isn't it?" He forcibly asks again. "Yes!" I loudly answer with a teardrop on my face. You getting rammed senseless, desperate for air and the only thing that will make you feel satisfied is a hard cock filling your insides with warm man juice." "Please. I want that badly. " I start to whimper. "That's how Miller will fuck you, maybe even harder if you're lucky. " Evans continues. I reply, "I want to feel warm cum in my ass so bad, it hurts to much." I look up at Evans. He is smiling at me but with a twist of naughtiness. I couldn't help resist to smile back. I am thankful for what he's said just now. Evans' smile turns to a solid poker face ensuring the seriousness of the situation "So fuck me hard and fast, Timberlake." I bite my lower lip as I realize how dire the situation is. "UMMPH!" Evans adds, "Show me how you want to get fucked by Miller. Do to me what you want him to do to you!" I rejoice in these words as I grab my fuck stick and realize it is oozing precome. "Yes." I respond. He replies, "Make me cum and feed my seed back into my mouth. Cum in my ass so I can bring it to Miller. Fast and hard, fast and hard, fast and hard!" On his third, phrase of fast and hard, I enter his man pussy full throttle. I punch him with my dick. He screams. "AAARRGHH! Yes Justin, yes. I love -arrrgh" Without giving him time to recover I pull my cock out all the way out and ram it all the way to the end of the shaft. My pubes hit his ass. I hold it there for a millisecond and repeat this move over and over again. Evans, continues to yelp. I go faster and faster. He becomes even louder as my thrusts, filled with the passion of how I want to get fucked, become as hard as waves of a tsunami hitting a mainland. "EYARRRGHHH! I'm your fucking bitch Timberlake." I become fed up of the grunts and yells. "Cum inside me, please." Evans eyes begin to well up with tears. His mouth stretches to the sides providing a smile expressing his sheer joy for the moment. I grab his mouth with my right hand and force my fingers of my left down his throat. I can tell by the look in his eyes he is enjoying this to his hearts content. We both stare at each other never blinking or leaving each other's gaze. His tears are still falling. My chest is on his chest. My legs are between his legs. I feel him start to inch up under me providing better access to his anus. I bite his neck, HARD! He starts to scream, though the muffled noise only causes me to bite harder. My heart races, it beats loudly. After a multitude of thrusts, grunts and bites lasting a good length of time, all of a sudden Evans eyes pull away from me. I see the pupils move upward and what remains are the whites of his eyes. On my abs his cock has been rubbing closely, with not much room to move from due to the tight embrace. I feel a warm liquid shoot between us. It fills my bellybutton and the lines of my abs like a freshly open riverbank. It is warm. His anus muscles tighten its grip upon my throbbing cock. Due to the vice grip that has swallowed me whole, I release my third load of the day. Though it is my third I fill Evans' ass with about five explosions. I'm fairly sure it's the most I've cum today. Evans never lets go of the tightness until every last drop. After the fifth squirt, I yell. I let go of my breath and inhale deeply. I smell the sweat flopping off both of us, a genuine musk similar to men working hard for days with no shower in sight. That intertwined with the fresh cum on my abs fills my senses again with delight. We both lay in silence listening to each other's breath and heartbeat. A few moments pass and I start to make my move kissing down his neck moving to his cock. Evans stops me saying, "Timberlake that cum is mine." He slaps my face. The moment I was stunned this man jumps onto my abs and starts to lick the jizz off my abs. He does it like a dog drinks water off of a doggie dish. I worry that he won't leave me any as he swallows everything down. He cleans my bellybutton dry. All of a sudden he cocks his head to my face, which has been staring at him for so long. He kisses me, forcing my mouth to open. He forces his tongue in and to my surprise I taste the sweet flavor of pineapples. Evans shared his cum with me. He must have known I wanted it. We swish the juice between each others mouth rubbing it together with both of our tongues. At the last pass, he lets me swallow the cum we've shared. He starts to smirk, "heh, I wanted it all but you were whimpering like a dog the whole time I was licking my cum off your abs." "What?" I ask. "I was whimpering?" I start to worry because I was not aware of it. Truly my instincts have kicked in again and I am surely not in control. "Yeah bro, didn't you notice? The whole time I was scooping up my cum?" Evans asks. "I guess it was that loud, huh?" I ask. "It's fine. It was such a turn on you fucking bitch." Evans replies as he pulls his ass off my cock very slowly. I remembered that I came inside of him and immediately I ask, "So can I eat you out again?" "No can do brother. It's for Miller remember?" he replies. "He'll tear my ass up if he doesn't find any cream for him. And I can't have that since I'm pretty sore from the fuck fest this morning and your blasting me now. Evans puts his shirt back on. And follows slowly with his pants making sure no drop of cum comes out of him. "It's pretty full and warm back there. I'm sure he'll call you immediately." I could not move for the few moments that followed as Evans walked out the door shutting it behind him. Lying on the floor I couldn't help but wonder what's all that happened. I am outta control I think to myself. What's worse is Chris Evans has DNA sample of mine. What shit have I gotten myself into. I couldn't even formulate words or thoughts but kept drifting back to the few moments this morning brings. I lie on the floor naked. The next thing I knew I was asleep, awaken only by a vibrating noise. It was my cell phone. I got up to grab it. To my surprise I fell back down. My legs were tired from the fiasco. The vibrating stopped. I worried thinking who it could have been. Is someone gonna tell me this was all a joke? The vibration started to buzz again. I started to crawl pulling myself towards the kitchen counter. Coming from the carpeted area of my living room to the marble floor of my kitchen I was jolted by the chill. For what seemed to be a long push I finally got to my cell. I immediately answered the phone giving an awkward greeting. "hel- hello." "You taste the same, great!" a very dry voice says. I think to myself. I pull the cell away from me reading the caller id. W. Miller. " Miller?" I ask. "I've been calling you for a few hours now. Are you ignoring me?" He asks. "No, I- I'm sorry." I stammer. " I fell asleep." "Fuck you." He quickly replies. "I send you a gift, thankfully your reply is tasty but then you make me wait. Who the fuck do you think you are?" His voice sounds stern, I feel electricity travel to my cock. I answer back, "I'm fucking Justin Timberlake, and I can say---" Miller interrupts. "Fuck you!" I stop talking. Miller continues, "you know who you are? You're my fucking bitch and I'm gonna make you suffer for making me wait you hear? Now you're answering back? Fuck you!" I am scared out of my wits. "Do you want my cum or not!" Miller demands. "Yes I do." Again my mouth answers without waiting for my thoughts. Silence. It is quiet for what seems to be a decade. "Please, I want it bad Miller." I say to end the silence. I start to pant heavily worrying his disapproval. I think to myself, After a few more minutes Miller speaks, "there's a package in front. Use it immediately and wait for my text. You better insert it or I'll know you disobeyed me. " With that Miller hangs up. I open the front door immediately and find a box wrapped in black packaging. I open it as fast as I could. My eyes open widely as I see an anal plug is inside. I worry to myself, < I have to insert this immediately?> "SHIT!" To be Continued. Thanks again for reading and the support. I think the story is coming along well. There's a lot more to read about, so as long as people are interested I'll keep posting things. If you enjoy it, I'd love to hear from you jonahrandall2@gmail.com Jonah