"Hollywood Deepthroat 9 - The Party"
by hollywooddeepthroat@gmail.com

I've been to a couple awards parties in the past, where everyone drinks and eats and watches the show on TV. The one I attended this past weekend was not like that. Take away the food and drink (and everyone's clothes), add sex, and you have the party I went to.

I was invited as bottom; it was understood my mouth and hole were there to be used by the tops... who were the real guests of honor at this party. Before the clothes came off, I (and the rest of the bottoms who'd been invited) each drew a card. On each card was printed one of the awards that were being handed out, along with the names of the five nominees in that category. My category was the "supporting actor" and I circled my pick for who I thought would win.

The rules were simple. If the person you voted for won the award, you were safe. If one of the other four took the award, any of the "Guests of Honor" could do with the loser as they chose.

During the red carpet/pre-show, we were treated to male strippers who gave many of us lapdances. After the strippers (and during the early boring awards), all eyes were on a live sex show; a former child actor (now in his late 20's) got on all fours and allowed two well hung street whores (one black, one Latino) to take turns with his ass.

My category arrived. The winner was announced and I had picked the wrong one. The host led me from my seat to the center of the room. I got down on the floor (cummy and sweaty from the previous sex show) and waited. Two of the top men walked over and started throatfucking me. Being watched by the others was a turn on; my cock was rock hard. One of the other guests ordered another bottom (a porn star from several years ago) to suck me off while I was deepthroating the two high profile tops. It was hard to concentrate on sucking two well endowed men off while I had a human vacuum working my dick at the same time. I was determined not to cum (yet); the two tops each fed me a load, and the bottom guy for the next award - who also picked the wrong winner - took my place on the floor.

One by one, bottoms were used. Even those who had chosen the correct winner were not guaranteed a pass, since all of us had submitted a vote for the best film of the year. Anyone who made the wrong choice on that award was going to bottom for a gangbang that was slated to begin as soon as the awards wrapped up.

Turns out I picked the wrong winner there, as well, so I was hustled to a new room with four other bottoms. One was put in a sling, a couple climbed into a large bed that was set up for the occasion... and the porn star and I went down on our knees, content to suck the cocks of the men who needed it.

I think I sucked seven different cocks before one frisky top decided he was going to get me in the sling. He had a pal negotiate a deal with the current sling occupant, and off those two went together. My top pulled me to my feet, hoisted me into the sling, secured my ankles, and asked another party-goer for lube. I did not expect to look up into the ceiling-mounted mirror and see one of the other men jack off and spurt a load onto my top's hard cock. The top used the cum to grease his dick, and deep into my hole it went.

He was a dirty talker, his filthy voice pulling me in to his web as he longdicked me. I noticed a line forming behind him, so I knew once he shot his wad, another guy would take his place. I felt the exchange of cocks, my ass sloppy with cum, which the next guy was using as lube.

The porn star had taken his place next to my head, leaning over and making out with me while I was fucked by the tops. Someone produced a bottle of poppers, which were held under my nose a few times. My dick was so hard it felt like it would break off. The porn star and one of the other bottoms took turns sucking me off. I came at least twice before the line was done with me.

After the fucking, it took me awhile to navigate myself out of the room and back to my clothes. With my ass aching and juiced, I headed home feeling incredibly slutty. It's been awhile since I've done anything quite that depraved. I think the cum inside me kept me in a horned state; I spent the rest of the late night hours online, trying to find guys to stop over and dump a load through the private glory hole. The "traffic" in and out must have caught Eddie's attention in the main house. I dozed off and woke up to a text message he'd sent:

YOU ARE SUCH A CUM SLUT.

Yeah. I guess I am.