Celeb Cummunity

It was a long hot day filming the Airport fight scene for the New Avengers Civil War movie. We were only half done so far and the day had gone so we spent the night in a fancy hotel. Tom Holland just finished showering and stepped out of the bath and wrapped his towel around his hips, his small compact abs glistening with droplets of water streaking down. He hurriedly dried his hair, in hopes of catching the new episode of Westworld. A Tom swung open the door, he was surprised to see Robert Downey Jr. on his bed going through his luggage. Mr. Downey has taken out some hand lotion, a classic gameboy advance console, some packets of fun and some clothes. Tom's underwear littered the floor. "Um, Mr. Downey, Sir?" Holland asked with nervous tension. "Just...uuh, going through yuh stuff", Robert said in a rather disappointing tone. "Well, um, uh, why?" Tom said. RDJ got off from the bed in his fancy blue shirt and khaki and strutted his way over to the damp...

Ryan Kwanten woke up on a beach, barely alive from a shipwreck on a boat he toke out for a test run in the middle of the night. But now was day and the savage sea left nothing but a jeans shorts on the man. He gathered his strength and made it to a mainland of forest to see if he could find out where is was, and somewhere with a phone. He spent hours trekking through wild green forests, until he heard water and laughter. Ryan ran straight in that direction and stumbled upon a majestic waterfall and beneath it, men, dozens of them as naked as the day they were born. Short, Tall, Lean, Bulky, Ripped. There were men of all shapes and sizes swimming and conversing, until Ryan noticed something. One of the men swimming, was John Cena?! His giant, firm bubble butt peeking just above the water. Frank Grillo was talking to Mark Wahlberg, then suddenly they both kissed, Frank grabbing handfuls of Mark's firm Jersey ass. Ryan knew all these people, he saw Sebastian Stan rimming Paul Bettany,...

Still a bit sore from his encounter with Jeremy Renner, Tom took the escalator to the Top of the Apartment complex, some cum still leaking from his ass, and down his leg. When the elevator finally stopped at the penthouse and opened up, Tom walked in in amazement. Marble counters in the kitchen with stainless steel sinks and fridge. A smart T.V hung on the wall in the living area with long Grey leather sofas and chairs, and large windows overlooking the vast lifelike lights of the L.A nights. "Whoa...." tom whispered with eyes. "See something you like?" A familiar voice said. Tom turned his head to see Chris Evans step out of a dimly lit room. He step out with a tight white marina and an erect 10 inch cock with his hairless balls swinging freely below. "Um, uuuuh......" Tom tried to make the words but only one thing was on his mind, well, technically three. "Well, are you just gonna stand there?" Chris asked. He then walked back in the room, look...

The afternoon was hot like before, so Tom had to find shade during his break, which he did in an old studio warehouse no one used. It wasn't his idea but of the Man playing Bucky Barnes, Sebastian Stan. Tom would thank him, but it was hard to do that with Stan's 9 incher lodged down the boy's throat. Still in their Superhero Costumes they couldn't wait. Tom was bobbing back and forth trying to take all that cock, he gripped the Winter Soldier's ass with one and felt up his abs under his shirt with the other as Stan gripped the boy's hair holding him in place and started fucking the boy's mouth. Tom gagged for the 6th time, clearly he needed more practice. It tasted so good though, Sebastian's cock. Stan's moans of approve assured that, raking his own hair with his other hand and closing his eyes as his cock and balls were coated in Tom's saliva. They were deep into the moment, their complete attention focused on each other, they didn't even h...

Mehcad and Ed had given Ryan over to the Man Maidens to get cleaned up to see the King. Ryan was in a pool of Heated water nude with Wes Bentley and Zac Efron. The Steam creeped along the water's surface like sublimation. With Wes on his left and Efron on his right, they rubbed down Ryan's body with wet, heated rags, slowly but firmly rubbing out the sweat and dirt which would be delightful for anyone else but not for the first private audience for the King. Zac caressed Ryan's hard, smooth pecs. Wes rubbed the rag across Ryan's strong thighs, which made the Outsider's cock stiffen. Wes moved to the balls, caressing the jewels like priceless artifacts making the pink bulbous head of Ryan's 9 inch cock peek out. Zac grasped ahold that cock and started pumping it. Ryan held on to both their shoulders as his breath shortened at the sensations. He closed his eyes and flung his head back. "Fuck" escaped his lips almost silently. Then Wes creeped his index f...